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Theme Spotlight Series: Alien – The Cornfield Rape

Author’s Note: I’m trying something different. This story is the first towards my goal of writing a story specifically for each of this site’s theme categories. It is a pretty lofty goal, I know, but maybe one day I’ll accomplish it.
The alien theme is not one that I personally get into, but this story was fun to come up with. Now I have like 30 more theme stories to go. Next up: Anal!
The Cornfield Rape
My eyelids fluttered open, feeling abnormally heavy, and I blinked blearily at the bright light of a full moon above me. I had the sensation of being weightless, and realized I was suspended in the air, being carried by a group of large, dark figures. Each of my limbs was held by a different shadowy stranger in the cool, late-Summer night air. With shock, I discovered I was completely naked, my creamy white skin a stark contrast to the darkness around me, my body beginning to tremble. My breasts were heaving on my chest with my panicked breaths, my small nipples hard as rocks in the chill of the night. I parted my lips as if to scream, but no sound seemed to come. I’d been kidnapped!
They were carrying me through a cornfield; all I could see were tall stalks of corn all around me and the starry sky above. Each dark figure was cloaked in blackness, with black masks over faces and black gloves over hands. I saw no skin, no eyes, no hair. They carried me along effortlessly as my head spun with fear. It seemed they were communicating in a language I’d never heard before, in voices that sounded inhuman, which seemed to be emanating from within their bodies rather than from their mouths. The cacophonous sound they were making was like a combination of growls, clicks, squeals, murmurs, and roars all running together over a noise that sounded like howling wind rushing through trees. It was so loud, it was hard to hear my own panicked thoughts. How the hell were they making that noise? Was it just dizzy sounds conjured up by my disoriented head? Did they drug me?
Terror began overcoming my hazy mind and I started struggling to free myself. The figures stopped, realizing that I was conscious and attempting to break free. Their noises abruptly ceased and the ensuing silence was suddenly deafening; a roar of its own. I kicked my legs but the kidnappers held me more firmly to keep me from escaping. No matter how badly I wanted to scream in fear, it seemed my voice would not come. One of them put a hand around my throat and I ceased thrashing about out of fear of being choked to death. The hand was removed after I stopped resisting. My exposed breasts quivered with my hard, shuddering breaths.
I was helpless as they carried me onward for several more minutes before we finally reached a clearing in the cornfield. They stopped and suddenly dropped me. I hit the ground hard, fallen cornstalks scraping my back and ass. Dazed and flat on my back, I looked up in fear at the dark figures surrounding me. There were eight of them circled around me, preventing my escape. From my vulnerable position on the ground, the kidnappers looked huge — they looked taller than the average man, their limbs longer. They were clothed from head to toe in black. Suddenly, one of them broke the silence. Initially when he tried to speak, only a scratching sound came out, like sandpaper on wood. Then he let out a series of strange hacking coughs to clear his throat, and I jumped at the deep, clear, male voice.
“Do not be afraid, uh, human girl,” the voice said loudly. It sounded so familiar, yet so strange and robotic!
“No, fear not,” said another. The voice of the second kidnapper sounded just like the first voice!
“We love you. Our intentions are peaceful,” said a third, in the same exact weird voice! What the fuck! My mouth was open, words trying to come, but it seemed my own voice was gone. I stared up in shock at the figures looming above me as they bent down to get a closer look at me. How could their voices all be the same? It was definitely a voice I’d heard before.
“You are so attractive when you ovulate,” said the one trying to peer in between the legs I had clamped together.
“Yes. You are exceptionally well evolved. You are a perfect human female,” said another with the same robotic voice. They all began talking at once, trying to keep me calm but really just frightening me further. All their voices sounded alike! Their longs arms suddenly reached out towards me and I screamed a silent scream.
I was pushed onto my back and two of them grabbed my arms to hold me down. Two others took my thrashing legs and held them wide apart. I stopped struggling when they splayed my legs so far it made them burn with pain. Letting my legs fall, I watched as one of them stepped up in front of me, staring down at me while I lay prone and restrained on the cold, dirty ground. They had stopped their chattering and everything was quiet. I couldn’t even hear crickets. The icy moon stared into my face, watching my torment.
The tall figure that had stepped up in between my legs stood motionless for a few moments, silently looking down at me. I began violently kicking my legs again when I saw his gloved hand go towards his crotch. It looked like they were wearing some kind of robes and cloaks which covered their whole bodies. The kidnappers restraining me held me down firmly; the ones holding my legs began pulling them apart again, making me stop fighting before they split me open like a wishbone. I wanted to cry with the pain in my thighs from being held wide open, but no tears came. Silently I sobbed, my mind now nearly delirious with shock and alarm.
“Keep her open,” said the one standing in between my spread legs. I shuddered. That voice — where had I heard it before? He peered into my gaping virgin pussyhole while his cohorts held me open for their lewd inspection. “Yes, that is good. She is ideal. She is perfectly ripe.”
My eyes were wide with panic and fright. This was humiliating! Would I even live through whatever they had planned for me? I could see a gigantic bulge forming under the clothes of the one standing before me and I swallowed hard, beginning to resign myself to the impending rape I was about to endure at the hands of these men. One of his large gloved hands went to his head and slowly began peeling his mask off. I watched, frozen now with fear.
The face that was suddenly revealed — it was my father’s! My father’s face under the mask! No, it couldn’t be — he’d been dead for years! My eyes rolled back into my head, I was so overcome by terror. The masked beings restraining me began shaking my body and head to keep me conscious; one of them slapped my face hard and my eyes came back into focus on the man poised to penetrate my unwilling pussyhole.
“No, human daughter, do not die. I love you,” it said to me in a creepy monotone.
I shuddered violently, more terrified than I’d ever known possible. They held me down as the one straddling my prone body began freeing the growing bulge that would surely invade my poor, virgin pussy. I was 17 and innocent, saving myself for true love. Now I was about to get raped by some pervert impersonating my father? What kind of gang did these assholes belong to, anyway?! Jagged cornstalks scratched me up, but I barely noticed them as I watched the stranger in between my legs reveal his raging erection.
My jaw dropped at the cock that was pulled out — it was gigantic, about 11″ long and as thick as a soda can! I thought to myself that I must have been drugged, that penis could not possibly be real, I must be hallucinating! Or was it the moonlight making it look a gleaming purple color?! No, it couldn’t be the moonlight, impossible… What the fuck is that thing down by the base of the throbbing shaft? This man’s cock has a knot at the base, almost like a dog knot! The whole cock looks ribbed! Like a vibrator, ribbed for my pleasure! What in the name of…
The creature took its inhuman prick in hand and I swear it flicked some kind of On switch. The cock started whirring to life, casting an odd white glow and beginning to slowly pulsate. Was I about to be fucked by someone wearing a strap-on dildo? How cruel! This is fucking perverse, sweet Jesus! I’d never used a dildo or a vibrator on myself — it just always seemed so naughty! And now here I was, restrained on my back about to be penetrated by what looked like my father with a huge, purple, ribbed, glowing dildo!
I stared in between my legs at the cock seeking entrance to my unfucked hole while the others held my arms down and my legs wide open. The large mushroom head pulsed with light and vibrations, now aiming right for my virgin flesh! I shuddered again as the strange, evil person impersonating my dad looked me in the eye with the cock in his gloved hand, pressing the head at the opening to my virgin pussy. My head fell back, my eyes staring blankly up at the stars and the cold moon.
The feeling of the pulsating prick pressing into my pussy flesh made me shudder again. My mouth fell open as I felt my pussylips parted by the rubbery cockhead. Screams would not come as much as I tried; it was as if the captors had rendered me voiceless somehow. The obscene prick pushed further inside me, the being who looked like my father straining to get more of the inhuman cock inside my tight hole. The thick meat was beginning to fill me up, each throb and groove in the ribbed shaft stimulating my virgin pussy walls.
“Oh, yes, oh, yes,” said the creature in the robotic Dad voice. “This female is incredibly constricting around my impregnating device. Excellent. You can have her next, Zizikomomo,” he said to the one holding my right arm down.
“Thank you, Zardong,” said the one to my right. “She does appear to fulfill all the necessary requirements for successful procreation.”
“Ah, yes, my human impregnation-stick feels most excellent in this human female’s body,” said the monotoned father-creature pushing further inside me. I winced — he was about to split open my hymen! “Oh, yes, good girl, good female. I don’t think this one has copulated before. She is very constricting around my tool. This is quite incredible, really. This subject is much better than any other I’ve impregnated on this planet as of yet.”
My eyes widened further. This planet? What? Just what on earth was penetrating me, to be exact?? My mouth hung open as the creature pushed forward. It tore my defenseless hymen apart, splitting my hole open for its taking. I swallowed hard and closed my eyes from the pain racking my body and mind. The thing fucking me let out an inhuman groan for a moment as it proceeded with stuffing my entire womb full of its weird giant cock. For a moment the group began stirring amongst themselves excitedly, making that awful shrieking, clicking, roaring sound until the one penetrating me motioned for them all to calm down.
“You will all have her in turn. Do not fear. She is worth your wait. I have nearly all of my tool inside of her now. Look, it’s right up in her womb,” he gestured to my abdomen. I opened my eyes and looked down and saw my belly glowing from the cock reaching deep inside me! My head fell to the hard ground and I’m pretty sure I passed out a few moments. When I opened my eyes the same creature with my dad’s face was still inside me, its huge cock reaching into my cervix. A weird grin was plastered on its face.
“This is quite exciting, keep up the good work, Zardong. Fertilize her. Impregnate her, go on, give her your spermatozoa,” said one of the beings holding my legs open.
“Be patient, Anuknak. I am inside the cervix now. I am about to seal myself inside her and release my seed.”
“Splendid. The particular phallic design you chose was an excellent selection. The bulbous glandus at the base surely will seal the sperm inside her for certain impregnation. The sex emporium we went to for research purposes had an excellent repository of mock phalluses to choose from,” I heard one of them say. Huh? ‘Phallic design you chose’? ‘Mock phalluses?!’
“Yes, this is quite incredible. Her human hole makes copulation much more pleasurable than copulation with the native females on our planet @#&^#&%!” When he said the name of the planet, his voice reverted to that crazy, unearthly noise again for a moment.
My breasts bounced around on my chest from the creature’s thrusts. Aliens? This was completely insane! What the hell did this gang drug me with to make me hallucinate like this while they raped me? I could hear my poor pussy squelching around the giant, pulsing, rubber cock in my womb. It felt like the knot at the base was expanding, growing to seal the sperm up in my womb.
“Anuknak and Quiznos, take her legs and hold them up high so she is angled for optimal ejaculation reception. Commencing semen expulsion in 10, 9, 8, 7, 6…” They counted down together in unison, all in my father’s voice. Breathlessly I looked down at my glowing abdomen, so full of cock it was bulging. The creature looked me in the eye as the countdown finished, its cock pulsating wildly in my womb. It looked like my abdomen swelled and throbbed with the torrent of sperm flooding my insides. The cock’s odd pulses of light pulsed more rapidly during ejaculation; I could see it glowing through my belly as if I was filled with a strobe light. My mouth was dry, hanging open, my eyes closed and my head fell hard against the ground again. I couldn’t believe the treachery of my body — I was beginning to feel pleasure at the bizarre cock invading my once virgin flesh!
Despite the obscenity of it all, an orgasm crept up on me while the rapist filled my womb up with its alien sperm! It felt undeniably good feeling my insides filling up with torrents of hot cum! I shuddered and convulsed violently with my climax, causing the figures around me to buzz and click excitedly. The knot at the base of the dildo-like shaft was plugging all the semen up in my womb; it was sloshing around inside me. My body shook violently, involuntarily squeezing the cock raping my formerly virgin hole. The creature stayed knotted to my pussy, its cock pulsing and glowing in my abdomen for at least 10 more minutes while the others waited patiently and kept me securely restrained upon dirty, broken stalks of corn.
“Wonderful womb, this one,” said the thing stuck in my cunt. “She took all the sperm; she is very well fertilized. Her constriction allows for maximum penetration and ejaculation. I quite enjoy this particular method of insemination found on this planet.”
“I quite agree, Zardong. Their sex is so much better than the impersonal, pleasureless copulation of our planet @#&^#&%!”
“Quite right, Zizikomomo. These human females are so easy to fertilize, and so enjoyable, too. Here, you can have your turn inside her now, I am finished.”
With that, the creature tore its huge, still-engorged prick out of my poor pussyhole abruptly, bringing tears to my eyes. They held my legs up so that my ass was raised off the ground, keeping my body tilted so that no sperm leaked out of my pussy.
“Thank you, Zardong. I am quite eager to copulate with this one. She is so perfectly evolved. Perfect offspring-bearing hips, with ideal mammaries for lactation and sustenance. Splendid, splendid.”
The one called Zizikomomo stepped in between my legs and I looked up at it in fear. A huge bulge jutted out from under his robe. He raised his hand to pull his mask off, and my jaw dropped when I saw this one too looked like my father! My eyes widened further as the creature pulled its prick out and proudly displayed it to the others who nodded with approval.
“Superb choice, Zizikomomo. That penis model looks like it will do quite well with insemination. It is very long, it will surely reach right into her womb for optimal fertilization. She will be pregnant instantly with your ejaculation.”
I shuddered with horror, eyes on the raging prick before me. It was about a foot long and skinny, with a pointy head and it looked studded in texture. This one was a metallic blue color and glowing. What in the name of fuck!
“I thank you, Barto. I do feel this model is good for reaching the womb. Do not be afraid, human daughter, I love you and am making this love with you now. Commencing penetration in 10, 9, 8, 7, 6…”
Cock in hand, it stepped in between my legs while my ankles were held far apart, my pussy gaping open for the taking. Sperm sloshed around inside me as my captors kept me restrained for the next prick to invade my hole. I felt the hard cockhead press against my slit, rubbing all along my pussy flesh, seeking the entrance to my womb. Involuntary shudders of pleasure overcame me as the rubbery prick parted my hot pussy meat and began delving deeper inside my tight walls. The creature with my dad’s face kept his eyes on mine; I realized his eyes had a dull, blank, dead look to them, and it made me even more terrified.
The cock pushed into my wet slit in a quick, smooth movement, instantly filling me nearly to the base. I stared up tearfully now at the creature in between my legs, hating my body for feeling pleasure at the firm, deep thrusts. My eyes were on my dead father’s eyes, an impossibly alien cock in between his legs. I shuddered, my eyes closing, tears falling down my cheeks. My pussy was filled completely with the invading rubbery shaft.
“Why is this female leaking? I have never seen one leak from the eyes like this,” said my dad’s voice. I swallowed hard, keeping my eyes shut tight as the creature continued raping my poor, tight, defenseless pussy. It was just getting more and more bizarre. My cunt muscles involuntarily squeezed around the cock inside my hole and I shuddered, a wave of pleasure curling my toes. The incredible cock reached into my guts and when I opened my eyes and looked down I could see my belly glowing again while filled with weird alien dick!
“This is indeed one pleasurable, constricting, vagina. I have not penetrated a hole this tight since that time we accidentally took that farmboy and inseminated his rectum,” said the creature inside me.
“Haha, right, Zizikomomo. We certainly learned from that failed experience!” said the one holding my right leg. My mouth was agape, my mind so full of confliction: Both pleasure and fear were overwhelming me. One of the cloaked figures placed a gloved hand on my breast and gave it a light squeeze.
“These will be excellent for suckling.”
I wanted to vomit hearing that in my dad’s voice. With teary eyes I looked up at the pussy rapist in between my legs as he smiled that weird smile at me while calmly thrusting his hips firmly at mine. His eyes were on mine while his cock screwed into me hard and impossibly deep. He picked up the pace inside my pussy and I closed my eyes again, feeling another damn climax coming over me. I wanted to cry out but again no sounds would come from my opened mouth, not even to moan with pleasure.
“Excellent, the female is orgasming,” said the one in my pussy. How did he know? My eyes rolled back into my head as waves of orgasm rippled over my prone body. “Commencing ejaculation in 10, 9, 8, 7, 6…”
The thing in my pussy groaned and sputtered and made a buzzing noise as its hot jets of cum began erupting deep in my womb and washing over my insides. My legs were held up high, my body tilted so that my pussy didn’t lose a single drop. I felt so full of cum! I trembled after the quake of my intense climax, feeling the foot long dildo-esque prick erupting more and more sperm. It felt like the creature’s ejaculation lasted nearly a full two minutes! My breathing calmed by the time the cock in my pussy had finished spurting ropes of thick, creamy, glowing sperm inside me.
It stayed still inside my fertile pussy for about 15 minutes while I closed my eyes and cried silently to myself. The moon had risen farther in the sky, casting its glow to illuminate this bizarre alien gang rape. Finally, the second rapist pulled out of my pussy and the third one stepped up. This one pulled its cock out with the mask still on, and it made me cower in fear. It had to be about two feet long!! The entire group nodded and buzzed and clicked with admiration at the huge prick. It was red, with exaggeratedly huge bulging veins and a giant, angry-looking cockhead that was nearly the size of my balled up fist!
“Marvelous selection, Barto. That is incredible, certainly a wise choice for an impregnation device. I am not sure she will be able to accommodate the length of that one, though,” said Zardong.
“The human erotica and sex emporium we visited in preparation for this impregnation project called this particular model a ‘Double Dong Dildo.’ I could not find the translation in my human lexicon manual for a ‘Double Dong Dildo’ but I quite liked this phallus. It seemed optimal for womb fertilization. And so I decided to model my chosen penis after the ‘Double Dong Dildo.’ The model at the human erotica and sex emporium had a penis head on both ends of it; perhaps some humans can ejaculate from two heads? We will have to do more research.”
The creatures buzzed and stirred in their extraterrestrial language. My eyes nearly bugged out of my skull. The one with the two foot prick stepped in between my splayed, taut legs and rubbed the long phallus all over my lower body, teasingly rubbing it over my slit.
“See, she is not that deep, Barto. Her womb is easy enough to reach, even if we had chosen 6″ models!” said one of the creatures restraining my wrists.
“It is true. But it is more of the, what is the human word for it, ah yes, ‘fun’ to use these colorful, big ones. It seems the females really respond to them,” said Barto. I shook my head and kicked a leg and the grip on my wrists grew tighter.
“We may need to use paralytic restraint for her to accept your exceptionally large penis organ. Copulation will be easier for you that way,” said one of them. I opened my mouth to scream my silent scream as one of them clamped a large hand around my throat. Instantly my limbs went limp. I still had sensation, but couldn’t seem to control them — they were suddenly so heavy! I could only control my eyes; my mouth was frozen open in a scream.
“Successful paralytic restraint achieved. Will last for approximately 17 minutes,” said the one with the hand on my throat.
I stared up at them, dry mouthed and terrified. The one with the giant penis pushed his huge cockhead at my little slit and shoved himself into me. The sudden invasion was painful for a moment, but was eased by the copious amounts of semen already inside me. How much cock and sperm could I take? The prick delved deeper, seeking my womb. My body lay limply on the ground. The creatures stood around me, the ones who had not yet taken advantage of my unwilling pussy were now rubbing the huge bulges beyond their cloaks. It felt like an arm was being stuffed into my juicy pussyhole now, and there was nothing I could do about it. Tears welled in my eyes and droplets occasionally fell down my cheeks. Zizikomomo suddenly bent down and licked my face.
“This liquid she is secreting is salty. How curious this is. Is there any information in the human instruction manual regarding its orgin and purpose, Moopding?”
Out of the corner of my eye I saw one of them pull out an Anatomy textbook, like the one I have for my high school class, and begin leafing through the pages. I turned my eyes back to the creature penetrating me and watched him slowly pull his mask off. Again my father’s face! The mouth was grinning that hideous fake grin while staring down at my motionless body. The cock made my belly glow again; my abdomen looked so distended with the gigantic organ inside me! My rapist held my limp legs wide open by the thighs, stretching my hole to unbearable limits in a quest to fill me with its alien sperm!
Only half of it was inside of me, and it was agonizing. The dad-imposter looked down at me, maintaining eye contact with me as my tears dripped down my face. My legs were high in the air, my feet danging, still no cum oozing out of my poor pussy. I wanted to scream so badly, but my mouth was just frozen open uselessly. The thing in my pussy pumped onward, thrusting hard into my soft, velvety flesh.
“You were right, Zardong, her womb is incredibly tight. I am not sure how much more of it can fit my shaft.”
The creature humped at me harder and faster while keeping my legs splayed widely, fitting more than a foot of the gigantic dong inside my pussyhole! Tears fell harder as it split me open. It was an incredible pain to feel that monster inside of me, but the shaft was rubbing somewhat pleasurably on my tiny clitoral button. The conflicting feelings were a torture of their own!
It continued its rabid assault on my pussy while staring deeply into my eyes, grinning all the while. I could feel a tingling starting to come over my body, knowing an orgasm was near. Before I could climax, a wave of pleasure caused my body to suddenly jerk and I realized I was coming out of the paralytic state the captors had put me under. They realized it was wearing off, too, and one of them stepped up behind me and put its arms on my shoulders, ready to paralyze me again should I struggle. I stayed somewhat still while the thing penetrated me with the gigantic prick, my pussy feeling every bulging vein in the hard, rubbery shaft.
Waves of pleasure began coming more rapidly. The rapist continued pumping into my pussy hard and fast while grinning at me. I closed my mouth and swallowed hard, hating the pleasure I was feeling against my will. This one was soon going to sperm inside me like the others, and there were still 5 more of them standing around waiting their turns! I stared down at my bulging gut and noticed the glowing light inside my belly was starting to pulse faster. The creature maintained its intense pace, my breaths ragged, my breasts bouncing all over the place.
“She is about to orgasm, I will commence ejaculation in 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2 – ejaculation in progress.”
My mouth fell open again as a hard climax washed over my entire body while the cock inside me exploded with sperm, making me shudder. It kept its eyes on mine as we climaxed together. The creature kept thrusting while filling my insides up with the hot cum, my wet pussy squelching around its prick. It bathed my insides, coating them with semen while my legs were kept high in the air so that my ass was off the ground, my pussy not spilling any of the strangers’ seed. After a few minutes, with the sperm still shooting inside my womb and the cock throbbing in my tight hole, the creature stopped thrusting and went still. It felt like his ejaculation lasted five full minutes or so, thick ropes of sperm inundating my young womb. He stayed inside me for several more minutes, making sure my pussy had taken all of his cum. It certainly had, all of it against my will.
The glowing prick was then pulled out of my pussy so the next rapist could step up. This one already had his cock out and mask off, no surprise to see another face that looked just like my dead Dad’s. The cock in his gloved hand was pink and looked just like one of those Jack Rabbit vibrators with a clitoral protrusion — this one even had an anal protrusion, a vibrating nubby thing that was supposed to go in the ass! It was whirring and pulsing with vibration.
“Interesting choice, Anuknak.”
The alien creature rubbed the rubbery, pulsing, and spinning cockhead against my wet slit while a couple others held my ankles up by my head, my sex exposed wide open. The vibrating cockhead felt undeniably good on my gash and my body shivered at the touch. I was already stimulated from the previous rapings, and couldn’t help but feel pleasure at the intense vibration of the pink prick poking at my cunt.
“What are these?” said Barto, pointing at the goosebumps breaking out all over my arm.
“I am not certain, let me consult the human instruction manual once again,” said Moopding. It flipped through the textbook pages hurriedly, a few others peeking at the book as well with curiosity.
The creature in between my restrained legs parted my pink pussylips with its whirring prick meat, a red glow emanating from the fuck-stick beginning to enter me. My nipples were so hard, my pussy feeling over-stimulated with the intensely vibrating cock, my breathing heavier now. The prick pushed forward, the cockhead swallowed up by my wet pussy meat. I enjoyed the vibrations stimulating every nerve in my wet pussyhole as another inch of the creature’s strange cock sank into my depths. This one’s cock wasn’t that long, maybe 8″ or so, and was mercifully the width of a normal human prick.
Not even half of it was inside me when I felt the clitoral protrusion pushing against my sensitive clit all of a sudden, making me jump. This new feeling on my clitty was exquisite, making me sigh with pleasure. The cock pushed ever deeper, and suddenly I felt the anal protrusion rubbing against my puckered asshole! My mouth opened in silent screams again as the hard rubber poked at my anus and then slipped inside. I was bracing myself for pain, but it actually didn’t feel bad at all! The whole apparatus vibrated and pulsed, and I could see a dim reddish glow inside my pussy mound when I looked down. Now the protrusion was firmly in my asshole, vibrating up into my bowels, my clit over-stimulated with the clitoral protrusion, and the cock itself inside my womb to the base. It actually felt good being stuffed with this crazy cock! My body began jerking with an impending climax, my toes starting to curl.
“She is nearly orgasming already, I will need to commence ejaculation imminently, 10, 9, 8, 7, 6…”
I closed my eyes as my orgasm rocked my body, feeling the vibrating prick inside my pussy now opening up and sperming in my womb. The torrential blasts of cum lasted longer than the sex! I felt like I might cum again as soon as my hard climax began to subside. The creature stopped erupting sperm but was still inside me, motionless now to seal his cum in my cunt.
“Oh my, it seems she is going to orgasm again,” said the one in my pussy. His monotone seemed to have a hint of urgency.
“What do we do? This has never happened before!” said another.
“What does it mean? She wants you to ejaculate again. Did your sperm not take with your first ejaculation, Anuknak? Are you sure she orgasmed?
“Of course it was successful, and yes, she orgasmed, Zootizapp, therefore of course my sperm was successful. Everyone knows the human female has to orgasm for the alien sperm to be successfully received and she did. She must want to have two of my offspring. I am honored. I can produce a little more for her, here it comes, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, ejaculation!”
I shuddered again, weakly, while another orgasm surged from my head to my toes. More cum erupted inside of me; even though the creature said he’d produce a little more, his ejaculation lasted about a minute if not more. When I opened my eyes, his were on mine, the grin leering down at me in the bright moonlight.
“That was remarkable, Anuknak. I have never seen a human female orgasm multiple times in such rapid succession. She will surely have 2 of your offspring,” said Zootizapp as Anuknak pulled out of my slick pussyhole.
“Most excellent, that is one more spy to collect the necessary data from this planet,” said Anuknak. I looked up at him with wild eyes. They kept my ankles high in the air, still not letting any cum escape.
“Alright, those who have had her so far, you are certain she climaxed when you deposited your ejaculate in her womb?”
“Yes, Zardong,” said Zizikomomo.
“Yes, my internal orgasm detector confirmed her climax as I injected my sperm into her,” said Barto.
“Indeed — twice.” said Anuknak with a glint of pride in his monotone.
“Splendid, if you made her orgasm she is certainly pregnant now with your spawn, as we know that is the one and only reason for human females to have orgasms — to allow for successful impregnation by an alien race. Now raise her to her feet to let some of the semen drip out of her since each of our ejaculations so far have already produced gestating offspring, then the rest will have their turns at impregnation.”
They grabbed my wrists and pulled me to my weak feet, cum instantly beginning to ooze out of my stretched pussyhole down my legs to a puddle on the ground. I stared in shock at the goop seeping out of me — it was glowing! The cum leaking out of my pussy was emitting a strange, greenish glow!
“Pick her up in the air and two of you take her ankles. Hold her far apart to allow the ejaculate to drip out of her,” commanded Zardong.
“Yes, Zardong.”
I was suddenly lifted into the air, my legs pulled in opposite directions and held wide open. More glowing green cum leaked out of my pussy in a steady stream, making a bizarre, sparkling puddle on the ground below. When the flow of cum out of my pussy was reduced to a trickle, one of them stepped in between my legs while I was suspended helplessly and began pulling a bulging cock from beneath his robes while simultaneously pulling his mask off. It was yet another Dad. With an scary looking studded cock that was an irridescent green color, ribbed down the shaft. It was maybe 9″ or 10″ long and it got thicker towards the base. I heard him flick a switch and it started whirring.
With prick in hand, the creature placed it at my gaping pussyhole while the others held my body dangling in the air. It grabbed hold of my hips while thrusting forward, instantly jamming its long cock fully into my pussy which was coated with glowing alien semen. My mouth hung open with my hard breaths as they held me up like a toy for the fucking. The rapist inside me now was building up a faster pace inside my pussy, the squelching sounds of my pussy around the thick, long member sounding loud in the quiet night.
The studded prick was surprisingly pleasurable, my pussy muscles involuntarily squeezing it every once in awhile, I was so undeniably aroused now. I hated that my body was enjoying this torment. My breasts jiggled with the thrusts of the creature, its cock sawing in and out of my cunt while my body swung helplessly. The thrusts grew faster and faster, making my pussy squelch lewdly. They buzzed and clicked in their alien voices with excitement at hearing the noises coming from my sperm-soaked cunt. My breathing got heavier and I knew my body was going to soon betray me once again with a climax.
“Orgasm approaching,” said the one inside me. “Female preparing to receive my sperm. Commencing ejaculation — she is orgasming now. Releasing my sperm. Yes, excellent, I felt one of my sperm fertilize her nearly instantaneously,” it said as the cock inside me continued pulsing jets of cum into my womb.
“Superb, Jinxlehopp. You did very well. Now Moopding, your turn.”
The one called Moopding stepped up to my dangling body, tearing its mask off. I looked down at the new Dad-imposter’s exposed cock and was shocked to see a nearly normal human-looking cock! It was still oversized, about 11″, but it was a caucasian skin tone with realistic bulging veins. There were even rubbery balls down at the base! The group of captors nodded with approval. This particular rapist wanted me down on my hands and knees. They dropped me roughly into the puddle of irridescent cum; it splattered all over my nude body, giving me glow-in-the-dark speckles.
I was forced to my belly with my face in the dirt. They pulled my ass up, my cunt leaking copious loads of semen down my thighs. I felt this new pussy-invader step up behind me, hands on my hips as his cockhead rubbed against my pussylips. My body shuddered with the touch of his cockhead on my sensitive flesh. Once the cockhead had parted my pussylips, he thrust forward hard and was instantly inside me to the balls. My mouth dropped open — it felt undeniably good.
The creature behind me rutted away at my pussy for a good ten minutes or so, my orgasm building up all the while. I knew it was going to be a good one when it finally began rippling through my body with tsunami waves of pleasure. With hands still on my hips, the creature went still and I felt its cock beginning to throb. In my ultra-aroused state I swear I felt every vein in the rubbery cock that was nestled in my womb. The cockhead erupted with a gallon of hot semen as my orgasm shook my body hard. My captors held me firmly while I convulsed with climax, my pussy juices leaking out with the alien cum now. I felt the cock in my womb pulsate for several minutes, shooting cum all the while.
My body quivered on the cold ground, so spent from the non-consensual sex I’d endured. I kept my eyes closed as Moopding tore its prick out of my cunt abruptly, making my pussy twinge with pain. The next one, called Quiznos by the others, rolled me over, its mask already off, and I stared up into my father’s dead eyes once again with tears in my own. White teeth glared at me from the hideous fake grin. My creamy skin was so muddy from the attack, my thighs glowing with strange alien sperm. I looked down at the new purple cock pointing at my exposed sex, seeking entrance to my womb. This cock was small… with a beaded look to it… like an anal plug! They held me down and grabbed my legs, raising my ankles high. Quiznos was inside me rutting away in my pussy in seconds. The hard, beaded cock did feel good in my pussy, stimulating my cunt walls very effectively.
This one’s cock glowed purple inside my pussy, the light pulsing rapidly when it ejaculated rope after rope of cum into my womb while my pussy convulsed around its prick with my climax. I looked tearfully up into its blank eyes as it grinned back down at me, its cock throbbing for several minutes. The alien creature stayed still in my womb while the last rapist prepared to get inside me. I looked up at the last one as it pulled its mask off. Now 8 faces that looked like my dead father’s were staring down at me. The prick pulled from beneath the last one’s robes was monstrous.
“Perfect phallus, Zootizapp. It will stretch her wide open to receive your sperm, for sure.” said Zardong.
Zootizapp’s meat was black and as thick as a wine bottle, with a gigantic rubbery head and engorged veins throughout. This was meant to rip people open, for sure! When Quiznos pulled out, Zootizapp stepped up in between my spread legs and was jabbing the hard prickhead at my cunt entrance instantly. My mouth fell open again with pain as Zootizapp forced my pussy to accept his raging prick. It felt like a fist was being stuffed into my hole. He reached down and had to hold my cuntlips apart, pushing the huge cockhead inside me, beginning to tear me up.
I screamed my silent scream as more of the giant cock was forced into my wet hole. Zootizapp kept my pussylips wide open to shove his meat deeper. His finger was grazing my clit as he did so and I shuddered, still hyper-aroused from all the penetration. The cock slid in further, stretching my walls painfully. It was inside me a little more than halfway now.
“You’re right, she is incredibly constricting around my penis,” said Zootizapp. “Even still after being inseminated by all of you.”
They all nodded. Zootizapp bucked his hips hard all of a sudden and I gasped, feeling the cock stuffing my womb to the brim, reaching into my cervix to flood my insides with semen. All of their masks were off now, all of the Dad-faces leering down at me with the same grin as my poor pussy was penetrated with the massive prick. My breasts began slapping at my chests with the creature’s thrusts. Its finger still rubbed my clit and I swallowed hard, staring up at the light of the moon. My body tingled, another orgasm not far away. The creature inside me thrust steadily into my stretched cunthole now, still keeping my pussylips spread wide for the fullest penetration possible.
“She is about to orgasm again, preparing to ejaculate — 10, 9, 8, 7…” said Zootizapp. The rest of them began counting down in unison while I closed my eyes tightly, my climax surging throughout my body now. I shook on the hard ground, each of the creature’s thrusts pushing me harder and harder into the dirt. Its cock continued exploding for about 5 minutes. When I opened my eyes, his were on mine, the grin glimmering in the moonlight. The creature looked up at the others and nodded.
“Good work, Zootizapp,” said Zardong.
“Yes, her womb is quite pleasurable. Maybe we should take her back to our planet @#&^#&%! for our continued enjoyment?” said Zootizapp.
“Now, now, she needs to be here to raise the offspring we have just implanted in her womb. She is now pregnant with at least nine of our spawn if not more, each of whom will be raised as normal human offspring while collecting data for planet @#&^#&%! which will be transmitted unbeknownst to them back to our headquarters.”
I stared up at them, wide-eyed, Zootizapp’s prick still lodged in my cunthole. They grinned down at me, staring at my stuffed pussy and bulging belly. One of them was perusing the Anatomy textbook again; they were talking amongst themselves now about human gestational periods. I opened my mouth, still trying to speak or scream, but still rendered silent.
“The data will begin broadcasting to headquarters when the offspring are about 12 weeks old in the womb. This is really quite exciting, I can hardly wait,” I heard one of them say.
Zootizapp finally pulled his cock from my cunt with a sucking sound, sperm instantly beginning to ooze down my slit to my ass. They stood around me, looking down at my weakened body laying in a heap on the felled cornstalks. I heard them talking about how enjoyable my virgin womb was. Tears were starting to well up again in my eyes.
“Go ahead and reactivate her larynx, Zizikomomo.”
Zizikomomo bent down and squeezed his hand around my throat until my eyes rolled back into my head. I felt him slapping me back to consciousness and I choked and sputtered for breath. They looked down at me with an expectant look while I looked back at them, tears falling down my cheeks now.
“Why do you secrete liquid, human?” asked one of them. I stared back blankly. When I opened my mouth to clear my throat, I realized I could make sounds again. I coughed violently, more sperm oozing out of my used up hole.
“Because you’re terrifying, horrible, hideous assholes!” I screamed in the quiet night. They looked around at each other quizzically.
“But human, we took the form of your father so that you would be less frightened,” one of them said. I raised my eyebrows.
“You thought it would be more comfortable for me if I was gang raped by a bunch of men that all looked like my father?” I lunged forward and tried to kick one of them but was held back by another one.
“This human has an aggressive attitude, the data compiled by her offspring will be quite interesting,” one said.
“Yes, every century brings more and more interesting progress on this planet,” said another.
“Fuck you!” I yelled. They looked at each other.
“Well, human, we just did fuck you, but if you want to be pregnant with more of our offspring we can certainly accommodate that,” one said. I gasped and started to scream when I felt fingers around my throat again and again I was pulled to the ground. A whirring sound buzzed in my ears and Zardong’s huge 11″ ribbed, purple cock was in front of me once again. My scream was choked off by the hand around my neck as they closed in on me again.
And then I woke up. Sweaty, in a puddle of my own pussy juice, gasping. That’s what I get for watching a documentary on crop-circles and lots of porn in the same night!

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Megan At Last

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The Prince Part 3

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In the Blink of an Eye

.In the Blink of an Eye.
I sit on the bench waiting for the bus feeling alone as usual. I’m almost always surrounded by people, including friends and family, and have a deep unending feeling of being alone on this hunk of rock we call home. I’ve listened to many conversations of the possible existence of extraterrestrials, and let me tell you, they do exist, just maybe not in the shape and form that you think. When you complete this entry, you’ll believe that I am not human, many call me an animal or inhuman, but I truly believe I am an Alien Life Form, trapped on this planet, searching for a way to pass the time till, my people come for me.
Since I can remember I have laughed at what other people feel ashamed of. I do not know this emotion, what does it mean to feel ashamed. Why should I feel bad or regret anything that I have done? This is me, if as so many people say GOD creates us all in his image, surely this is how GOD is. If GOD created us with free will, why should we feel shame at any decision we make. If this is GOD’s will, then I am just a soldier, following orders. Anger, Humor, Fear, Pride, these are emotions I can relate too. So what is SHAME?
I know many of you out there feel shame and worry every single day. I do not every decision I make is the right, Did I cut that person off, Was I rude to a fellow worker, Should I have let my child go to that party, these and many more questions you so called normal people struggle with every single day. I invite you to a place of total peace and tranquility, where no thought, decision, or outcome is the wrong one.
I step on the bus, and feel pride at the fact that I appear unassuming and unhazardous. I am 5’11”, 180, I am taught and much stronger than I appear, but where baggy clothes to mask that fact. I am bi-racial and could pass for Black, Latino, Native American, Samoan, and Hawaiian, in point of fact I have been asked if I am all of these. I wear glasses, because I have found no one ever suspects violence or abnormal behavior from people who have a disability. I pass by my fellow riders, catching quick glances, on my way to the rear of the bus. No one notices me, I love the fact that I am a wolf in sheep’s clothing.
Humanity as a species, wouldn’t not have survived, if we had developed the ability of mind reading. People think all kinds of fucked up things, but never have the testicular fortitude to act or even voice their thoughts. I’m a people watcher, a useful hobby, I have perfected. The white guy with the hard hat, sitting in the front of the bus, that wrinkles his nose as if he smells something funky, as the young black kid, with sagging jeans passes by, closet racist. They woman that looks away, as the young Black or Latino mother with two kids under 6 years old, thinks to herself well fare , as the mother walks by. All these things happen in the blink of eye, maybe without even a conscious thought, but I notice everything. The young man watching a scantily dresses woman, walk to the back of the bus. He closes his eyes imagining her naked and what he would do to her given the chance.
I watch number 45 step on the bus, and pay her fare. She sports the slender yet muscular build of an athlete. Since she is petite, I picture tennis or golf. I notice her lily white skin, dark blond hair, long toned legs, arrow straight posture, designer hand bag, and shoes. She grew up in a well to do area, and probably went to private school. I see a small unobtrusive ring, near perfect necklace of white pearls, solid power color dress, and think to myself, paralegal , executive assistant, or teacher. She wears a light jacket close around her, which tells me she is not aware of her beauty, she is shy and introspective. She is not aware of every male eye watching her as she, walks to the back of the bus. She sits down and tugs at the hem of he dress anxiously, glances quickly at me and as quickly turns away. I notice a sparkle in her eye as she glances at my lap, and see the novel laying there.
“Hello”, she says after a barely discernible swallow.
“Hi,” I respond giving her a quick once over, that she doesn’t notice.
My, My, quite shy aren’t we I think to myself as I watch her.
“What are you reading,” she asks nodding towards the book laying on my lap.
“Stephen King’s Bag of Bones,” I say looking into her emerald green eyes.
“I love that book,” she says excitedly, “It’s one of my favorites.”
I’ve found something that may pull her out of her shell, I think next.
“It’s one of my favorites as well,” I reply reassessing my early evaluation of her and adding librarian to the list of professions, “I love how he turned a ghost story into a romance novel.”
“Oh, I know,” she says with a sigh, “I love how he expressed the way his character felt about his wife’s death, and how he was dealing with it.”
Definitely a bookworm, has had only a few relationships that most likely ended badly, likes book romance better than real life romance. Waiting for her Prince Charming to come and sweep her off her feet.
“I think he may possibly be the best writer in the world, right now.”
“There are a lot of great writers out there,” she says pushing her glasses up and giving me a quick once over, “ I don’t do this often, but I’m in a book club you may like. We meet at different people’s houses every week and discuss the book of the week, I meet so few people now a days that read, I just thought…”
This is almost to easy I think to myself, is she really that naive.
“That sounds great,” I say as she begins to fumble with her words, biting her lower lip nervously, “What book are you reading for next week?”
“We are reading another Stephen King book, The Stand,” she tilting her head down and looking away demurely, “It’s kind of long, so you might not have enough time to finish it.”
“I have read it several times,” I reply shifting in my seat so I can get a better look at her, “It is probably my all time favorite King book.”
“Well then you’ll be able to come,” she says smiling and blushing slightly.
“Here is my card,” I say pulling out a card that shows me to be a rare book collector for a well known auction house, “ Give me a call, and let me know the when and where.”
“I will,” she says gracing me with another sparkling white smile. “ We meet on Wednesday nights, at a different person’s house. The host usually provides some wine and cheese, or some other finger food, you can bring something if you like.”
“I’ll think about that,” I say smiling at her.
“Here’s my stop,” she says standing up quickly, “I’ll call you this weekend to give the address, an in flux of fresh blood is just what our little group needs. Plus it’ll be nice to have a man’s opinion on things for a change.”
This is too easy, I think to myself again as I watch her climb down the rear steps of the bus and apparently head towards a coffee shop up the street, “I could take her tonight if I really wanted to,says one side of brain. “Wait, be patient, the chase is half the fun,” says the other side if my brain.
I get off the bus one block up, from where number 45 got off. I walk towards the coffee shop, she appeared headed to and watch her walk in just before I arrive at the door. I walk up behind her and hear he order an Earl Grey, with light cream. I step up and order the same thing, and quickly step up behind her at the register.
“This one is on me,” I say to the cashier with a wink.
“Oh no, that’s ok,” forty-five says reaching into her purse, “I’ll pay for myself.”
“It’s the least I can do,” I say reaching out and gently removing her hand from her purse, “After such a nice invitation.”
“Oh, it’s you,” she says glancing back at me blushing and smiling again, “That’s ok, please I can pay…”
“No, No, I insist,” I say lifting her hand and kissing it, “ I must repay my lady for such a gracious invitation.”
“Well then sir, such a noble gesture,” she says with a small curtsey, “Shall not be denied.”
The cashier looks at us as if we are crazy and then accepts my card. After she swipes it, we walk to a a corner both at the front of the cafe, right next to the window. I bow and offer her the seat next to the window, she sits down and then nods for me to sit down. I sit and take a sip of my tea, and watch her do the same. I wait for her to speak first.
“You are quite a nice surprise,” she says sipping again, “Most people aren’t able to speak in Old English, any more.”
“I love Shakespeare,” I say taking another sip, looking at her over the cup.
“I love the way, he made the language flow,” she says closing her eyes with a sigh.
“One of my greatest finds, was a complete set of Shakespeare’s works.”
“Oh, I don’t know how you gave that up.” she says with a shudder, “ I would of kept them for myself.”
“It was a good bit out of my price range,” I say with a laugh, “I would of loved to, but I could never afford that.”
“I know what you mean, my salary barely pays my bills,” she says giggling lightly.
“You know my profession, my dear lady, might I know what you do for a living.”
“I’m a scribe, dear sir,” she replies quickly changing her answer, “I mean I am a librarian.”
“That must be an interesting job,” I say purposely starring at her to watch her blush again, “All those old tomes to pour over. You could never know, all the first editions I’ve read ,before turning them over to the auction house.”
“I can imagine,” she replies dreamily, “I love to go into the reserved section, and feel the old paper rustle beneath my fingers. What’s it like to find those rare books for others, and not be able to have one or two for yourself?”
“I have a few autographed first editions . They are mostly contemporary authors, but..” I say giving her a nonchalant wink.
“I’d love to see your collection,” she says excitedly,then blushes at her own forwardness
“I’ll bring you one next week,” I say laughing to myself knowing, I’m stealing her heart, “You can see it after we discuss The Stand.”
“The group would love that,” she says lowering her head and hiding her eyes, “They will be amazed to have some one with your expertise involved in the group.”
“Be sure and call me,” I say standing up making ready to leave, “I’m really looking forward to discussing the book with all of you.”
“I’ll call you tomorrow or Sunday,” she says, “ I think the group will love you.”
“That’s good to hear. I love a heated discussion on almost any subject, it allows me to use my debate team skills,” I say picking up my cup and turning towards the entrance.
“I know what you mean,” she replies with another giggle, “I sometimes pick an opposing position, just to argue.”
“That doesn’t surprise me,” I say with a wink just before turning out the door, “Just by the by might I ask your name.”
“My name is Joan,” she replies, “Joan Stipkovitcz, and yours good sir?”
“Terrance” I reply taking her hand a kissing it again, “I look forward to hearing from you, Joan.”
I step out the and stand next to the window for a moment, and watch her give herself a slight hug. I know she’ll call me tomorrow if not tonight. I’ve chosen another victim in the blink of an eye. I head down the street and hail a cab. I tell the cabbie where I’m headed, then lean back in the cab and close my eyes.
So sweet and innocent I think picturing her in my mind. This shall be fun, I have her hooked already. It amazes me sometimes, how naive and trusting people are. I picture Joan laid out on the bed, trembling beneath my gentle caress, goose bumps covering her pale skin.
I arrive at my residence without realizing how much daydreaming I have been doing. I sit at the computer, doing a small amount of research on my new friend. The internet is an amazing thing, with it almost nothing is private any more, everything is at the tips of your fingers, once you know where to look. After only five minutes I have a senior picture, address, phone number, and credit rating. I knew she had no record, her family lived twenty-six hundred miles away on the other side of the country. I knew she had graduated cu-ma-sum-laude from a small liberal arts college mere blocks from her address. I knew her salary, I knew she went to Cancun last year on vacation. I knew she had a Sphinx cat from the pictures of her face book page. What more do I need to know? Her whole life is laid out in front of me.
I walk into the kitchen and pour myself a glass of wine, and drink it as I prepare dinner. Just as I sit down to dinner the phone rings, I let the machine answer, already knowing who it is.
“ Uh, this is Joan, I’m not sure you remember but,we met on the bus earlier today,” she says into the phone, “I was just giving you a call, to um…”
“Hello, Joan,” I say picking up the receiver, knowing that she is close to hanging up, “I was waiting for you to call, I just sat down to dinner.”
“I’m so sorry, I can call you back, I didn’t mean to interrupt,” she stutters out.
“No worries, your not interrupting anything important, please tell me where we are meeting this week.”
“We are meeting at my friend Monica’s apartment this week,” Joan says quietly almost as if she is expecting me to yell at her, “I can give you directions.”
“OK then.”
“She lives over on Milan Ave. The address is 1315, apartment 4 D,I hope you will come,” she says almost pleading, “I really think you’ll enjoy it.”
“What time do you usually meet,” I ask.
“We meet around seven-thirty.”
“I’ll be there, with bells on,” I say and wait for what I know is coming next.
“I can’t believe I’m doing this,” she says shyly, “But I was wondering if you’d like to meet for dinner tomorrow night, I’m sure you have plans, but thought I’d give it a try.”
“Actually I’m free tomorrow night,” I say chuckling in my head, “I’d love to see you. Why don’t you come to my apartment and we can cook dinner together.”
“Oh you wouldn’t want that,” Joan replies giggling, “I’m a horrible cook.”
“I’m positive that you are not horrible at anything,” I say picturing her covering her mouth as she giggles again.
“No really, I’m not very good at cooking, I usually just order out.”
“Well then, this a situation we will have to remedy, won’t we,” I say laughing with her, “Your first lesson will commence tomorrow night at seven.”
“Well, I barely know you, but you do seem so nice,” she says dreamily, “Do you mind if I bring a friend with me, just to be safe?”
“You, can bring whatever you like, to make you more comfortable,” I say knowing this is just a bluff.
“OK, then we’ll be there at seven,” Joan says, “Can I bring anything with me?”
“Just you,your friend, and two pairs of helping hands,” I say.
“OK, see you tomorrow then Terrance,” Joan says as she hangs up the phone.
I sit back down to dinner picturing her shaking her head in disbelief, at her own nerve. I love the shy quiet ones, they are usually the best in bed. The quieter they are in life, the wilder they are in bed, as a rule of thumb, have you found this to be true? I finish dinner and drive to the supermarket to buy the items which we will be cooking. Once done there I stop and purchase a couple bottles of wine, from the private winery near by.
As I fall asleep that, I do so with a smile, thinking of the new plaything I will acquire tomorrow, and add to my collection. I fall asleep with my customary ease, having no conscience makes it easy to fall asleep. I wake up in the morning and sit down to eat breakfast, a bagel and hot tea. Then I go for a run. I love to run, and feel the wind rushing over my body, almost like I’m soaring, that’s also why I own a OCC bike. After working a good sweat with the run, I hit the weights. Lifting is a great to cool down from a run, especially since I rarely lift for bulk. High reps low weight, great for definition. I finish my daily routine with some ab work, and head to the shower.
I stroke my cock picturing my new toy, that I get to play with later. Imaging what I’m going to do with and with out her permission. I finish myself and then my shower. I sit around the house absentmindedly watching college football, and mentally preparing for tonight’s festivities. I prepare the bedroom, and my tools. I dress quickly around 6:45 putting on a nice light blue, button down shirt and a pair of ball hugging blue jeans that show my package off quite nicely. I daub my neck and wrists with Aqua Digio cologne, and I am just setting up my IPOD play list , as I hear a knock at the door. I turn on the fire place, and check myself in the mirror as I walk past it, to open the door. I see immediately I was right about her bluff, as I open the door and see her standing there all alone. She is breath taking in a pair of tight hip hugging blue jeans, and a tight white sweater, that show her perky small breasts. She is holding her copy of the Stand in one hand, and a unpretentious bottle of wine in the other.
“I know you told me not to bring anything,” she says tucking her hair behind an ear absentmindedly, “ But I hate coming to anyone’s house empty handed.”
“That’s fine,” I say taking the bottle from her and stepping aside to let her in, “I’ll it put out to breathe, why don’t you pick some music from my IPOD on the mantle there.”
“OH. Let’s see what you have,” she says loud enough for me to hear as I walk into the kitchen.
I place her bottle of wine on the counter top and then pour two glasses from the bottle I had opened earlier. I hear Nina Simone come over the speakers as I’m walking back with the wine.
“Your selection is eclectic,” Joan says as she sees me enter the room, “ I have always loved a roaring fire as well, it seems to be a living thing.”
“Here we go Joan,” I say offering her one of the glasses.
“Thank you,” she says immediately taking a sip, “MMM very good.”
“I must admit to being a bit of a wine connoisseur as well,” I say just before taking a sip.
“Well you must know your wines as well as you know your rare books, if this,” Joan says titling her glass towards me, “is any indication of your knowledge.”
“Why thank you very much,” I say watching her drain her glass, “ Would you like another glass?”
“Yes, very much,” Joan says nodding her head.
“I’ll be right back then,” I say as I watch her stifle a small burp with her hand, and then give her a wink “ Don’t go any where.”
“I’ll be right here waiting for you.” Joan says a starts to look through the IPOD again.
“Should I fuck her before or after dinner,” I ask myself walking into the kitchen. “Let her decide” says my logical voice, “She’s close to starting it now, she all nervous and jittery, I bet after she finishes that second glass of wine, she’ll be all over you.” I hear a Robert Johnson ‘ The Walkin Blues’ burst from the speakers, as I am coming through the doors. She stands at the mantle shimmying in front of the fire,
looking smooth and sensuous.
“I’m sorry I didn’t see you there,” Joan says covering her mouth in a nervous laugh.
“That’s ok , I love to see people enjoying their music,” I reply handing her her second glass of wine.
“You have great taste in music, not many people our age appreciate this type of music.”
“A lot of people miss out on great things be it music, books, food, because they are afraid to try something different,” I say and then finish my wine.
“So what did you have in mind for dinner tonight,” Joan asks.
“I was thinking of making veal Parmesan, but using venison instead of veal, roasted Italian herd red potatoes, and maybe a chocolate mouse for desert, how does that sound,” I ask waiting to see if she balks at the venison.
“What is venison?”
“Venison is deer meat, very tasty and very healthy for you,” I say as she finishes her wine, “ It a lot leaner than beef or pork, and tastes exquisite, have you ever tried it?”
“ No I haven’t tried it before,” Joan answers shaking he in that cute way she has, “ I heard it has a different taste, I’m game to try it though. I totally agree with what you said about people missing out because of their fear of the unknown.”
“Well I have marinated the meat in the wine we’re drinking now, that’ll take care of the gamey flavor.”
“May I use your restroom.” she asks standing up.
“Go down the hall and it’s the first door on the left,” I say gesturing my directions, “ Just meet me in the kitchen when your done.”
I walk into the kitchen as she walks towards the bathroom. I set everything we need on the counter and pour two more glasses of wine, waiting for her to come back from the bathroom. Once she arrives in the kitchen, we begin to prepare dinner, while sipping our wine. I can tell she is beginning to relax a little, since she has removed her sweater to reveal a silken sleeveless tank top. We carry on the normal first date conversation, as we fix dinner. Where did you grow up, What were your parents like, First Kiss, First Boyfriend/Girlfriend, all while a steady flow of Jazz and Blues float in from the other room.
She is starting to feel tipsy, as we adjourn to the hearth to eat our meal, and has barely touched her most recent glass of wine. We move to the more intimate questions, between bites of food, and I can see in her eyes that she is falling in love with me. Just as we are finishing our meal Apocolyptica’s Unforgiven come through the speakers.
“That is one of the most soulful songs, I’ve ever heard,” she say standing up shakily and starting to dance slowly again.
I stand up and bow, then take her hand as we slowly move around the living room carefully avoiding the china, strewn in front of the fire place. I can feel her melt in my as my arms encompass her, she hugs herself to tightly to me, with her head settling perfectly on my shoulder. She looks into my eyes as the song ends and we stand there in a warm embrace, I see a few tears plunge to her cheek from her lower lashes.
“What’s wrong,” I ask tightening my grip slightly.
“Oh I’m sorry, it just the wine and the song, it’s just me being silly,” she says pulling away slightly.
“Don’t apologize, there’s nothing to be sorry for,” I say lightly stroking the back of her head.
“You make me feel safe and warm and, and,…..,” she mumbles before planting a deep kiss on me.
I’m not surprised, but am a little taken aback by the ferocity of her kiss. It seems to last for ever as we both break apart at the same, panting to catch our breathe. She looks at me and then we dive back in for another kiss. As we break apart this time, Nina Simone’s ‘Feelin Good’ comes on . We begin to dance again, slowly more like sex with our cloths on.
“Take me, I’m yours,do what you want,” she whispers in my ear and then nibbles the lobe.
I scoop her into my arms, letting her feel my strength, and carry her to the bedroom, as she nibbles on my ear lobe and down my neck. I lay her down on the bed, and then join her. We stroke each others face and hair as we lay in the bed kissing. Our tongues and fingers commence searching at the same time. We rub each other tenderly at first, and then her fingers fumble at the buttons on my shirt. Joan slides her hands inside the shirt and lightly rakes her nails along my sides making me tingle. I grab her wrist and pull her hand away, then slide my hands under her shirt finding her small perfectly formed breasts, and feeling her nipples come to life as I rub them lightly with my finger tips. She moans very quietly her breath tickling my ear, that she has resumed munching on. I tug her shirt over her head as she lifts her arms over her head slips out , and slides her mouth to my chest, gently kiss me all over my chiseled upper torso.
“I no idea you were so well defined,” Joan says between pecks.
“I like to stay in shape,” I respond as I fumble with her jeans.
“So toned yet sensitive,” Joan says running her hands up and down my side again watching me shudder.
I get her jeans open and slide them off, as her hands reach out to my jeans top and she starts to work my zipper. I can feel my self bulging against the zipper, knowing she’ll be pleased once she gets my pants off. She pulls my jeans off just as I find her pulsing clitoris, Joan moans as she struggles to get my jeans off. My jeans slide off as I begin work her clit in a circle, first slowly and gently then picking up speed and strength as I go along. She grabs my shaft, stroking it gently between both of her palms, as she bucks and writhes under my touch. She rubs faster and then grabs my face and pulls into a kiss, her tongue searching desperately for mine. I gently run my finger down and back to open her slit, stopping back at the clit, and working it, until I think she is ready too cum and the going back to working her labias. She slides under around so we are in a sixty-nine position, and begins to lick my head and shaft. I stick my face into her crotch and feel the goose bumps breakout on her back and buttocks as I pull myself into her, a begin to lick her lips and clitoris.
Don’t stop, Don’t stop,” she says between licks then muffles a moan by swallowing half my cock in one gulp.
I plunge two fingers into her soft pink opening. She tightens her grip on me moving up and down quickly as if she is trying to inhale the entire length. I know I’ve found her G-spot when she starts humming with me in her mouth. I roughly rub her perfect spot, while sucking and gently gnawing her clit. She pulls me out of her mouth, gives the head one last suck and then I can feel her muscles spasm around my fingers inside her.
“Yes, Yes, Oh GOD YES,” she yells out as I feel her cum all over my fingers.
She immediately spins on the bed, pulls my fingers from inside her and sticks them in her mouth. I stand up and grab her legs and pull her pussy back to my face and stick my tongue into her still convulsing vagina. She taste exquisite, she pulls my face into her with two handfuls of hair and begins to grind her hips against me. She rubs her clit while I probe her with my tongue, and feel her cum again, as I watch her nearly do a head stand on the bed, arching her back. As I pull away she sits up quickly, and kisses me again and we share her juices. She wraps her legs around my waist as we hug and kiss, and then twist some how so that we land on the bed with her on top of me.
“My turn,” she says then pinches my nipples.
I open my mouth in an O of surprise as she begins to rub her dripping pussy up and down my length, getting me back to my peak size. I feel her reach down and place me inside here and shift immediately up and the slide back down. As she slides back up she grips me, like a tight fitting glove, and then impales herself on my cock. I feel that little hit on the tip of my cock, as I hit bottom every time she slides down my entire length.
“Your hung like a horse,” Joan says arching her back and sliding faster and faster, “ You can hit that spot all night long.”
We are both starting to sweat and I close my eyes and concentrate on trying to last as long as possible. She rakes my chest with her nails, and the moves her hands to cover mine and we hold hands, as we both utter cries as we cum in unison. They pressure on my hands get stronger and her cries turns into a guttural wolf howl. I open my eyes and see a full blown werewolf astride me.
“I enjoyed this immensely human, much more pleasure than most of you kind can give me,” she says as she watches me struggle under her iron grip, “I’ve always enjoyed hunting a hunter. The smell of death and ruin hang about you, in a clouded stench. How many have you taken before me?”
“You were to be number forty-five,” I say while gasping for breath struggling to break free.
“That is an impressive number for one so young,” she say and the runs her her tongue around her snout, “Alas, but your time her has ended.”
“Wait, Wait,” I yell as I try to heave her off of me with one mighty final push and fail.
I feel the bite of her teeth as she penetrates my flesh and savagely pulls back ripping flesh and tendons with her knife like teeth. I feel the blood spurting from my wounded vessels and the last thing that passes through my mind is “Isn’t it funny how life can change in the blink of an eye?”

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End of the World – Chapter 2

When I woke up, even before I opened my eyes, I could smell the coffee from downstairs. That’s nice. The kids are making breakfast. Then I smelled the cooking ham and my stomach bolted. I jumped out of bed and ran to the bathroom. I made it just in time to lift the lid and then dumped the contents of my stomach. After another minute I was left with the dry heaves. Finally, when I seemed finished, I rose and flushed the toilet. I cleaned myself up and got into the shower. I wonder what it was that I ate last night that has gone bad. I’ll need to take a look and warn the kids.
I was sitting in front of the mirror brushing my hair when my brain finally turned on. You don’t have food poisoning, you idiot, you’re pregnant! Shit! I’ve been so careful and it happened anyway. Now what do I do. Do I keep it? Can I even find the right drugs here if I want to abort. If I keep it, how do I explain this to the kids? What do I say to Danny? We have been having sex almost every day for three weeks. How could I be so stupid? I’m not some silly teenager that thinks it can’t happen to her. I’ve had five kids.
When I got downstairs the kids were all gathered around the kitchen table talking. They had finished breakfast earlier but had saved some for me. Susan started dishing out some scrambled eggs and ham. “No Honey. I’m not really hungry right now. I’ll just have some coffee if you don’t mind. Maybe I’ll have some food later”. Susan got me some coffee and then returned to their conversation. I just sat there, sipping my coffee, staring off into space thinking.
The kids must have been trying to get my attention for a while. When I finally noticed their calling me they were all staring at me expectantly. “Mom, anybody home? We have been calling you for a while now. You seem to be a million miles away”.
“I’m sorry kids. I’m just thinking of all things we have to do this summer before winter comes around again. We need to finish the repairs to the house and the new fences. We need to plant more fruit and vegetables for canning. I guess my mind was off making all those plans”. They seemed fine with my explanation. “What did you want”?
Danny spoke up, “Susan and I have not worked together in a while. We thought it would be nice if we could work on the roof repair together. You want those bedrooms fixed soon and Susan is the best carpenter of the girls”.
When he finished I could see from the expression on his face he really did not expect me to allow the two of them to be alone together. Susan must have egged him into asking. Of course, with what Danny and I have been doing the last few months, it seems a bit hypocritical of me to say no, especially now with his baby in me. “I guess it would be okay”. They both smiled at each other. After a bit more joshing around everyone got up and started cleaning up the remains of breakfast.
I went to the closet and got a sweater and started putting it on. “Hey, kids. I’ve got some things I need to think about. I’m going out to Daddy’s spot for a while. Give me some alone time while I’m out there”.
Without waiting for any acknowledgement I opened the door and went outside. About 200 yards out from the house there was a small rise with several shade trees at the top. While we did not have my husband’s body, we still made a stone and marked a spot for him. I would sometimes come out and talk to him when I got depressed and was missing him. And I certainly needed to talk this out.
This would be our family plot, as we grew older. Then what I just thought hit me, “As we grew older”. There are only six of us now, maybe seven. When we are gone, that’s it. What happens to my kids when I’m gone? What happens to the world when we’re gone? We have not seen any sign of anyone in years now. We monitor the radio at least twice a week for a couple of hours and it was still silent. What happens if we get sick? We are bound to have the occasional accident. We have virtually no medicine and no doctors. Sure, I’m a nurse, and I know a lot, but I have huge limitations. Our numbers will gradually be reduced. I need to start teaching someone for when I am gone.
As I looked down at his marker I found it difficult to picture his face. Danny looked so much like his dad that I saw his face instead. “Honey, I’m sorry. I was weak. I’ve missed you and our sex together. It has been so many years and I just gave in”. I sat down in front of the marker where his body would have been if we had been able to recover it. “I’m going to keep the baby. It will be part of our family”.
For the next couple of hours I sat there thinking. It was still pretty chilly so I finally moved out so the sun could warm me. It took a couple more hours of thinking before I finally accepted what must happen and began my planning. It was lunch time when I finally returned to the house. Susan and Danny were in the kitchen making lunch for everyone. I pulled Danny aside to the living room. “Son, I know it is still a bit early in the spring but I want you to take a quick hunting trip around to the other side of the mountain”. I knew this would take him about three days at the minimum, one to get there, one to find something and then another to return.
“Mom, you are right, it’s pretty early. It will be hard to find anything, plus there won’t be as much meat on whatever I get as if we wait a couple of months”.
“I know. But I was looking at what we have and I would feel more comfortable if we could add a bit to it now”.
He nodded his head, “Ok. When do you want me to go”?
“I think tomorrow morning”. I wanted him to be away from the house as soon as possible so I could have a meeting with the girls. Things had to be decided before Danny could be included.
That night I helped Danny get everything ready. He checked his bow, got a couple of extra strings, made sure his quiver was full and then filled his backpack with some extra clothes and food. We had several guns in the house but my husband had always used the bow and now his son did the same. The guns were just there as an insurance policy in case they were necessary. Originally we thought they might be needed for safety.
When I went upstairs he was already in bed. I was feeling pretty guilty sending him off on an unnecessary trip, but I needed the time with the girls without him around. I quickly undressed and got into bed. As I slipped into bed beside him I got an idea that would ease my guilty conscience. It was also made easier by the decision I had come to earlier today.
“I know you don’t want to go on this hunt right now but perhaps this would help”. I pulled the covers down off him exposing his nude body. Then I slid down sideways in the bed facing his chest. I reached down with one hand, put in on his knee, and then slowly began softly moving it up to the crease at the top of his thigh and then back down again with a caressing touch. I moved up so my head was above his chest, I leaned down and kissed his chest and then moved over to the nipple closest to me and ran my tongue around it before sucking it into my mouth and flicking it with my tongue.
I could tell I was having the right effect on him as he began squirming around in bed. “Mom, do you want to get on top of me”?
“No, I have something else in mind”. I began moving down his chest kissing him lightly. When I reached his belly button I first ran my tongue around it and then vigorously thrust my tongue into it. He obviously liked it. His hips bucked up and something hard and wet bumped into my ear. I moved the hand that was caressing his thigh over and, with a thumb and forefinger, encircled the base of his cock and squeezed. He definitely likes this. I cupped his balls with my palm and fingers and his hips lifted off the bed and the head of his cock popped right up into my face. I turned around to look at him and he had his eyes closed. Well this should open them. I slid down a few inches so my head was poised right in front of the head of his cock. Even in the semi dark I could tell the head was glistening with lubricant. His hips were now moving up and down with my hand firmly gripped around him. I opened my mouth. The next time his hips lifted his cock up to me I just leaned forward and took him into my mouth just past the head of his cock.
A long groan escaped him. “Oh, mom. What are you doing”?
I did not say anything, just began moving my tongue around the head of his cock. I had rarely had oral sex with my husband. He was not a big proponent and I would rather have him in me. But I was really getting off on the reaction my son was having. His hips were really bouncing up and down now. He had put his hands on the back of my head and was pushing my head down his cock. I pulled back and turned to him. “Now I want you to try and not move too much. Just lay back and enjoy the sensations. And keep in mind that my mouth is not like my pussy. You can’t just stuff your cock all the way in it”.
“I’m sorry mom. It just feels so good. If you keep doing that I’m going to cum any minute now”.
“That’s okay. This is just for you. Cum anytime you feel like it”. With that I moved my hand away from the base of his cock so it was just my mouth and tongue that he could feel. I wanted him to concentrate just on the head of his cock.
His hips began thrusting up again. I knew he was getting close. “Mom, I’m going to cum. You need to move your head”. His voice sounded a bit frantic. How sweet, he was concerned I might not want him to cum in my mouth. I did not say a word. I just kept my head bobbing up and down and running my tongue over his cock. With one last grunt, he lifted his hips and held them. His cock seemed to grow even bigger and harder in my mouth. As I moved my tongue to the tip of the head, streams of hot liquid erupted from him into my mouth. The first hit the roof of my mouth and then covered my tongue. The streams kept coming. My mouth was already full with his cock, there was not much room for cum. I had to swallow. That gave me some relief. The jerks of his body became less intense and the streams smaller. When he was finally finished I gave his cock one last suck, in case he had any sperm left, and then cleaned him off with my tongue and swallowed one last time. I let his cock fall with a soft plop on his stomach and then turned towards him. He looked up at my face and touched the side of his mouth with a finger. I touched the side of my mouth and realized I had a line of cum from my mouth down to my chin. I stuck my tongue out to the side and licked off as much as I could reach. He watched with a small grin on his face. He put his arm out to the side. I reached down, pulled the covers up and then moved up alongside him and put my head on his shoulder and my arm across his chest.
He turned to look at me, “Mom, is there anything I can do for you now”?
I gave my head a small shake, “No Honey. I just wanted to do something special for you before you left”.
“Well that was certainly special”. He turned a bit on his side towards me and put his other arm around me. We were both coming down off the high and were beginning to drift off.
“I want you to be careful out there. You have a lot to return to back here”.
He gave me a sleepy “Huh”?
“Just be careful out there”.
He did not reply as he was already asleep. Just like a man. Shoots his sperm into a woman’s mouth and then falls asleep. I reached up and ran my fingers lightly over his face and then went to sleep myself.
The next morning when I woke, Danny was already gone. He had to have left before dawn as it was just getting light now. I got up and began my morning routine. Thank god no nausea this morning. When I got downstairs I made some coffee. I noticed we were almost out. Our supply has lasted quite a long time but not much longer. I took my cup and sat at the kitchen table to go over what I wanted to say to the girls one last time.
After about an hour and a couple more cups, I heard the sounds of the girls beginning to get up. I got up and began moving around the kitchen getting breakfast ready for them. Susan and Terri arrived first and began setting the table. Once Megan and Shelly arrived I began putting the food on the table.
Susan looked around and then asked, “Should I go get Danny”?
I tried to answer casually, “Danny won’t be here for a couple of days. He’s out hunting to restock our supply of meat”.
“Isn’t it awfully early for hunting? There is still snow on the ground a little higher up”.
“Well, it was a sudden decision. He wanted to get out for a while”. With a laugh I added, “Probably too much estrogen in the air around here for him”.
Susan still had a questioning look on her face, “He did not say anything about going out to me”.
“Well, like I said, it was a sudden decision. He made up his mind just last night”. To try and change the subject I added, “Come on, let’s eat before it gets cold”.
Everyone began digging in. I just sat and sipped my coffee, listened to the girls chatter, and in my mind I again ran over what I wanted to say. My thoughts were interrupted when Terri asked, “Mom, aren’t you going to eat”?
I smiled at her and replied, “I’m not really hungry this morning”.
When they were finished eating and had the dishes cleared I gathered up my nerve and spoke up, “Girls, I have a couple of things we need to talk about”. I motioned them to sit down at the table again. Once I had their attention I began, “You all know we have been monitoring the radio and TV to see if there is anyone out there. And Danny has been going over to watch the freeway in the valley. All these years we have been watching, and no sign of anyone. I think we have to accept the idea that there might not be anyone out there. We might be it”. I stopped to let it sink in.
Shelly spoke up first. “You think we might be the only ones left? When we’re gone that’s it”?
Susan broke in, “There must be people somewhere”.
“Girls, we have been listening on the radio and watching for seven years now. We have been broadcasting an ‘anybody out there?’ during that whole time with no response. I think if there was anyone out there we would have heard by now”.
The group got quiet. Megan finally spoke up, “What can we do”?
That was the question I was waiting for. “Well I have been thinking about that for the last few days. I think we are going to have to grow our family. We can start the repopulating here”.
All the girls were quiet. I could see they were thinking this through to its logical conclusion. The girls looked at each other and at me with a questioning look on their faces.
Finally Megan spoke what they must be thinking, “But Danny is the only boy”.
“Yes he is. He is the only one we have. We are five women and one man. For this to work he is our man”.
Looking at the girls faces I could see that Susan was not objecting, no surprise there. I could not tell what Shelly and Terri were thinking. They seemed to be neutral at this point. Looking at Megan’s face I could see she was not sold on the idea yet.
Megan looked at her sisters and then me, “Mom, Danny is our brother. I changed his diapers. I’m not going to jump into bed and do it with him”.
Susan jumped in, “If someone has to I will”.
Terri, not to be left out, “If Susan is I will”.
“Girls, if we are going to do this I think it should be everyone and we should go by age. And Terri, you are still too young”.
Terri folded her arms and sat back in her chair, “What do you mean I’m too young? You are always telling me I’m too young”.
“Well you are too young for this. You are still thirteen. I think you should be at least thirteen, maybe older”.
“You say I’m too young for everything”.
I needed to get control again, “And take a look at your brother. He is not a boy any longer. He’s now as big as your father was. Have you noticed how hard he works outside”?
But Megan was not being distracted, “You said by age. I’m the oldest. I don’t want to get pregnant first. I don’t want to get pregnant at all”.
This is going to take some work, “I understand. You still see Danny as a little boy you played with, teased, and yes, changed his diapers. But you have to look at the bigger issue here. I think we are all that is left. We have an obligation to rebuild and there is only one way to do that. There are no other options. And I think this is something that we should all do. But I am not going to decide this for you. I think you girls should vote on this. Majority wins. I will cast a vote only if there is a tie. Is that okay with everyone? Okay. I’m going to the next room for a few minutes so you all can discuss this among yourselves”.
As I got up the girls looked around at each other. I could see that Megan was trying hard to sway Shelly to her point of view. I pored my 6th cup of coffee and went into the front room. Once I was finished I returned to the kitchen. I looked around at the girls waiting for someone to say something. “Ready for a vote”? Everyone but Megan nodded their head. “In favor”? Terri, Susan and Shelly slowly raised their hands. After several seconds Megan raised her hand a few inches.
“Okay. Here is what we….”
Megan interrupted me, “Does Danny know this? Have you already talked to him”?
“No. I have not talked to him yet”.
“What if he does not want to, you know, do it with us”?
“I don’t think that will be a problem. He is your brother, but he’s also a guy. They don’t always think with the big head”.
“Okay. Here is what we are going to do: We are almost finished with the repairs on one of the bedrooms. As soon as that is finished Danny will move into it. Starting with Megan, one of you will move in with him and stay with him for three months. That should be enough time to get pregnant. After three months you can move back to your own bedroom and the next sister gets to move in for her turn”.
Terri raised her hand.
I smiled when I saw that, “Terri, just speak up. You don’t have to raise your hand”.
She lowered her hand sheepishly, “Why three months? That seems like an awfully long time for each of us”.
“Well, contrary to some of the books you have read here and some of the movies we have, girls do not always get pregnant the first time they have sex. Sometimes it takes a long time. The three months will give us time to be sure. It will also space things out. We do not want to have everybody pregnant at the same time. We have a lot of work to do around here and now we will have even more. We will need to add on to the house so we will have room for the babies. Our lives will be changing quite a bit in the next few years”.
Megan had been looking at the floor for the last few minutes. While the other girls seemed agreeable I was sure she still had reservations. “Do any of you have any questions”?
Terri, Susan and Shelly all shook their heads. Terri leaned over and whispered to Susan and Susan’s face blushed.
I looked back to Megan, “Megan? Do you have any questions”?
With the sound of protest still in her voice she began, “I understand what you are saying, but I don’t see why the oldest has to go first. I don’t want to be the first to get pregnant”.
Okay, here’s the moment. I said, “Megan, you aren’t the oldest”, then I hesitated. I was having trouble finding the words to tell them that I had slept with their brother and was already pregnant. Well not exactly slept. That was my problem.
Megan interrupted me before I could go on, “Yes I am. Only you are older than I am”.
I nodded, “That’s my point. You will not be the first”. Then I just blurted it out, “I am already pregnant”.
I thought everyone’s jaw was going to hit the floor. They all began talking at once. “When”? “How”? I could see Susan was mad.
I held up my hand to get them to quiet down so I could explain. “It was an accident when it happened. We were in the same bed and I was having a dream about your father and I just got carried away. It is not Danny’s fault. It’s mine. But looking back on it now, this was something that had to happen. I will be in this with you”.
Then the girls all jumped up and came over to me all excited asking questions. Even Susan seemed over her anger and was asking questions with the rest of her sisters; “What was it like? When would the baby be born? Does Danny know”? And a hundred more like that.
I smiled at them. “It was nice. I’m about one month along and no, Danny does not know yet. So when he comes home do not say anything. Let me tell him. It can be pretty tough on a guy when he finds out he got a girl pregnant for the first time”.
Susan then asked, “So who wants to come help me with some fix-up on Danny’s bedroom? We can get a bunch of small stuff done before Danny gets back”.
As she looked around at her sisters they all nodded their heads yes, even Megan. They then all jumped up and ran off to get to work. I remained sitting. That was much easier than I had expected. I had expected something from semi acceptance to full-blown refusal. I had ended up with so much more. It appears I have willing participation from three and a half.
Okay, Danny. It’s time for you to come home now.

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A new king on the throne

When Mike a 20 year old who never was allowed to go outside the castle walls gets crowned as king he goes on adventure looking for some fun and exploring his royal powers

Some Guy is Fucking My Wife?

Some Guy is Fucking my Wife?
__I got home from work. Stuck in the door handle was a letter. It had my name, ‘Brad’ written on it. I went in the house. I heard the shower running. My wife had the day off so she must be getting ready to have some hot sex tonight. I smelled a roast in the oven. I smiled to myself. I got in my easy chair. It had been a long week of hard work. I looked forward to another night in heaven with my wonderful wife Silvia.
She had that beautiful hair, big full tits, but with nipples so firm. She knew how to fuck me so good as she would start off sucking my cock so hot. She would then get on top of me and rock her warm pussy on my cock, teasing it and expertly delay my cuming in her.
Later I would be in ecstasy with the sexist girl ever. She would bring her wet pussy up for me to lick as she liked to fuck my tongue.
I would grab her beautiful ass and make her moan so hot. I loved to lick her hot clit and make her squirm with delight. She liked to slide her hot body over mine, letting me feel all her curves. She loved to rub oil and lotion on us and get me so hot as she kissed my entire body.
We were our own private sex toys to each other. She liked to roll me over on her, lock her legs around me as we let my cock find it’s way in to her sexy pussy. She knew just how to fuck me and work up to panting, squirming, fucking animals. She liked for me to grab her tight as the we began to fuck as hard as we could. She was like fucking a wild animal that was driven by nature to reach a screaming peak. The sounds we both made just came out. The heat generated was awesome.
Our bodies were slick and we couldn’t hold us tight enough. Her…“oh-oh-oh oh baby, yes- yes-oh damn…oh baby I’m cuming so good.”… sounds of us fucking were driving us to heaven….. I sat there thinking of the evening ahead, as my cock was already rock hard…
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I proceeded to open and read this letter.
“Sir:
__I feel it’s time to inform you Brad, that I have been having an affair with your wife Silvia. The first time I ever saw her, I got a erection. It was at our work and we were doing business. As I sat and talked to her, her phone rang and I got to watch her as she talked.
She was talking to you. She turned her beautiful face to me and rolled her eyes and put her hand over the mouth piece and whispered to me: (“…It’s my husband.”) She held her fingers up and made like a duck quacking. You must have been telling her a list of thing you wanted her to do, as she kept saying: “Yes dear…I’ll take care of it….mmmm…ok….yes dear.” She smiled and winked at me.
She began to play games with me. Pinching my leg and feeling my middle finger. She then would cover the phone and giggle. Flirting with me?….oh my yes. She started rubbing my arm and I rubbed hers back. She kept talking but I could tell she was getting hot. She grinned and took the front of her sexy blouse and pulled it in and out to fan herself…but leaning over my way to let me see her nice cleavage. She puckered her lips to me.
Her private office door was closed, so I moved closer to her. She pushed a button on her desk and I heard the door lock click shut. She took a big breath and put my hand on her tits, and closed her eyes.
As you know, your wife is a very beautiful and sexy woman. She reached under her desk doing something and then took my other hand and put it between her spread open legs. I got a rush as my boner went to max hard.
She had no under panties on. She was having me rub her very wet pussy. She switched phone ears and put her hand on my big boner. She stroked her hand over my pants.
I could hear you saying something at her on the phone. She just said “Yes dear.” She kept taking in air with her mouth away from the phone. She quick leaned over and kissed me, darting her tongue in my mouth.
She said to you: “I have to go now dear, talk to you later.” and hung up the phone. She smiled so sexy at me and said quietly: “Oh…thank you so much, I’ve always wanted to do that while he was ranting and giving me one of his lectures. I’ve also just wanted to do that to….‘you‘.
I’ve been watching you for a long time now and I’ve gotten feelings that won’t go away. I’ve never had ….well…an affair before, but you’re the one guy I ….I’d have to step over the line with. I hope you understand I…I…I want to….be with you ….alone. I want us….”
I think my smile let her know how I felt about her. I quick kissed her with all the passion I had. Her beautiful eyes smiled like she was so pleased.
This was the first time we had did anything like this, but it had been building up for a long time.
It was in her eyes. That look of…wanting. We straightened ourselves up and stood up. She pushed the button and unlocked the door. She buzzed her secretary. She changed into her ’all business’ mode and said as her secretary walked in: …“this is a problem that will take a lot of work to get straightened out.” She whispered to me: (“tomorrow at 1pm ok with you.”) I nodded yes. (..”you know I have to fire you for molesting me.”) We both chuckled and I left.
I couldn’t keep my mind off of her. It was effecting my work and I was making stupid errors. The next day I waited for 1pm. I had a problem ’not’ getting a big boner while I worked. I went to her office and her secretary said to go right in. I closed her door behind me and locked it. I was out of breath as I realized….she’s not here. I looked around when I heard her quietly say: “In here”. Her voice was coming from her private conference room. The light was off in there. I went in.
She was naked as hell. She pulled me to her. She whispered: ( “Stay away from me, Mr.!”) I whispered back: (“Get your hands off me lady!”) as I pulled her towards me tight. She started undoing my pants. She tried to say: (“Your ’so’ fired!, security, help. I need….”). That’s all she got out as our lips met. I was the longest, sweetest kiss I could ever remember. She had a private napping sofa in there as she led us over to it.
I’m sure you don’t want to hear what happened on the sofa, but I will say we are perfectly matched. As you know, your wife is a wild woman in bed. The time flew by as I had to leave. My cell phone was going crazy. I was a walking spent man. She lay there gasping for air.
That was about a year ago, and it only got better.
Those nights she ’had to work late’ she was with me in the back seat of my car, or at dinner, or out back of the company in the warehouse. Anywhere we could find and had the time to fuck like animals.
She’s the most wonderful woman on planet Earth. You must accept the fact that you ’must’ share Silvia with me. Don’t try and find out who I am, you can’t. You have to calmly sit down with her and make out the arrangements for sharing…or you’ll loose her all together.
Neither one of us planned this, this kind of attraction just happens.
Unsigned
———
I was numb with shock, and yet I had a big hardon. The story itself was one of the hottest I had ever read, but the anger in me was way over the top…..
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* Narrator….
Silvia had the day off and got out of the shower. She looked her sexist best and put on a lavender sheer night gown with nothing on underneath. Brad had come home and was in his easy chair reading the letter. She peeked around the corner and watched as stunned and steaming mad Brad put down the letter, yet she could see a big hardon in his pants.
Silvia ran in the living room and crawled onto Brad’s lap. She felt his big hardon. She instantly got so horny, her pussy was full of hot, wet feelings.
He stared at the wall, frozen in place. His face was red as the anger was boiling inside of him. His mind thought of all the ways he could kill this guy fucking his wife. Choking, shooting, cutting, beating him to a bloody pulp, kicking his ass over and over. Dragging him behind his car, tying him up and torturing him for hours. He wasn’t about share his beautiful wife with ’any’ bastard. He thought about all the continued great sex they were having.
This asshole must be lying.
That’s it. He wants to drive us apart so he can take over….well FUCK HIM!!!
Silvia would never do this, but the thought made him have doubts about his wife. That son of a bitch will pay for this! He thought about running over his hands so he could never write a letter like this again. Breaking each finger completely and watching him feel the pain…..
Silvia…..
I snuggled up to Brad. I was panting with the super turned on feeling I was getting. Something had him so aroused, he was shaking. I held his hardon. It was so big and I felt the heat from his body. His heart was beating so fast…… and that made me turned even more.
I whispered in his ear breathlessly:
(“Well dear,….. how did you like my little porn story I wrote and left on the front door for you ?”)

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