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Holy Cock Ch.02

The day of the Janazah (funeral) had arrived, and like some bad cliché so did the rain. The rain had made the burial rituals much harder; the open grave was in danger of being over whelmed with water. Eventually all the burial rituals and formalities were sorted out. Every one slowly left the grave yard, but Javed stayed behind for a little.
“I am so sorry dad, I really am. You gave me so much and how did I repay you, I…” said Javed, struggling to finish the sentence.
He couldn’t say it out loud; he couldn’t say that he repaid his father by having his wife suck his cock. Not only that but he still planned on fucking his mother Farhana, he knew that the death of his father would make his mother even more vulnerable. Whilst he mourned his father’s death, he also realized the opportunity that now was there.
“STOP! You bastard!” shouted Javed at the top of his lungs. “Stop thinking about things like that, you sick fuck your father just passed away.”
Javed made his way back home, hoping that he could get rid of these thoughts. Deep down he knew that these thoughts would not go away that easily. As he made his way to the door of his house he could hear all the women inside crying, he could hear his grandmother, his aunts and all the other women all crying in unison.
The only person he couldn’t hear was his mother, since the passing of his father she had not spoken a word to anyone. Farhana had locked herself away in her room, her isolation worried every one but then it was expected, after all her husband had just passed away.
But no one really knew the real reason why Farhana had isolated her self away, the reason was guilt. She felt the guilt because of her fuck sessions with the Imam (priest); she had cheated on her husband. She felt guilt because she wanted to have a big cock deep inside her at that moment, specifically her son’s monster cock.
Just the thought of it invading her pussy made her wet, one of her hands involuntarily moved towards her crotch. Farhana then began to slowly and gently rub her pussy; she remembered the taste of his cum. It was absolutely marvelous, so sweet; there was so much of it.
“Stop it you whore, do you have no shame woman. Your husbands dead, all you can think of is your son, his cock and how badly you need it,” said Farhana to her self.
“You do not need to be ashamed my dear.”
“Who said that? Who’s there?” said Farhana as she scanned her dark room, yet there was no one there.
“Do you not recognize my voice, my dear?”
The voice sounded so commanding and tough, yet also gentle and forgiving. The voice sounded familiar. Farhana then instantly remembered the voice she had heard many times before, the voice that had told her about the demon inside her, the voice that had told her about the holy cock that would cleanse her of the demons with in her. It was the same voice that had told her that her son possessed the holy cock that would cure her.
“Is that you Allah, my maker, my god?” said Farhana even though she knew for certain that it was him, her creator, her god.
“Yes, it is I my child. Do not feel any shame or guilt; I am the one who took your husband away from this plane of existence. Do not worry about him, he is safe in heaven. I know you must be thinking, “Why did you take him away”. It’s very simple my child, It paves the way for you to use your son’s holy cock. So you can be rid of the demons with in you. After all you are one of my favorite creations on this planet and I cannot bear to lose you to the devil. Now seize this opportunity my dear.”
Farhana waited a few minutes to see if her creator would speak again but he didn’t, she knew he had left. After all, he had said everything he needed to say, he probably had to attend to other matters.
But despite all that Farhana still whispered “Thank you for your guidance,” she knew that he would hear her gratitude. Farhana finally looked up and saw that Javed was standing in her room looking at her intensely.
“How long has he been standing there,” she wondered.
Javed had been standing there for awhile now. In fact he had been there the whole time, even when Farhana was “communing” with Allah. Javed had come upstairs to check on his mother, he entered her room quietly so she would not be disturbed. When he entered the room, he gasped as he saw his mother on the bed rubbing her clitoris furiously.
When she finally stopped and began to talk to her self, she was berating her self for thinking about his cock. On hearing that his cock suddenly seemed to twitch, hearing how badly she wanted his cock had turned him on. He was about to approach her bed and tell her that if she wanted it so badly all she had to do was ask. Just as he was about to take his first step towards her, she suddenly got up from her bed and started to look around the room.
“What the hell is she looking at,” Javed muttered to himself.
Then he witnessed his mother suddenly change the tone of her voice, it sounded similar to when his mother was talking about all that crap about his cock being “holy” and her having some kind of demon inside of her. Javed just stood there disturbed, astonished and very amused at the sight of his mother talking to herself, pretending to be Allah. He knew he should have snapped her out of it but he didn’t attempt to, a sick perverse part of him was enjoying this.
The sick perverse part being his huge cock or as his mother would put it, his “holy” cock. That brought a wry smile to his face; he knew what he had to do get his mother. His mother’s “commune” with Allah was headed in an exciting direction, he realized then that he wouldn’t have to try that hard to get his mother. She was more or less ready to be all his. His raging hard-on was straining against his jeans; it needed to be let out.
“Soon, very soon,” Javed thought to himself.
His mother finally looked up and saw him standing there. He could tell his mother was trying to figure out how long he had been in her room.
Farhana finally broke the silence, “what is it Javed.”
“Mum, the most wonderful thing happened to me on the way home. Allah spoke to me…!” He could see Farhana’s eye’s light up in excitement, she had the most beautiful smile across her face.
“He told me about my gift, that it was my responsibility to help you with my holy cock. He told me that I had the power to save you from the hell fire mother. He explained that it would be a long process. He told me that my cum was the key, that ONLY my cum could help you.
“He also asked me a question, he asked me whether I loved you or not. And I said I did…” Javed could not finish his sentence as his mothers lips were pressed against his own before he knew it.
Farhana’s tongue probed the inside of her son’s mouth, “No not just my son, but my savior” thought Farhana.
Both of them were locked in the most passionate and powerful kiss ever, as they both explored each others mouths, their tongues darting in and out of each others mouths. Both of them had very different reasons as to why they believed that this kiss was so powerful and passionate. Farhana believed that it was due to the fact that it was coming from her savior, one who was blessed by Allah.
While Javed believed that it was because his mother was a submissive slut, and that this passion was her need of his cock. What both of them didn’t realize was that this passionate kiss represented their love for each other, something both of them would not realize for awhile. Javed felt his mother unbuttoning his pants. She then slowly slid her hand in to his boxers, her cold hands wrapping around Javed’s cock.
“My holy cock needs some attending to before it can begin the exorcism” said Javed innocently; he wanted to feel his mother’s luscious warm lips around his cock.
Farhana was more than happy to oblige, “Of course, my dear son”. She got onto her knees before Javed; she then pulled his pants and boxes down. Farhana gasped, she still couldn’t believe how big her son’s monster cock was, “Oh god I want it so bad,” she thought to her self.
Javed could feel his mother’s soft lips parting as his cock entered her mouth. He groaned out in pleasure as soon as his cock was engulfed by his mother. He looked down to see his mothers head moving up and down his cock. Javed wanted to see his mother gag on his cock like she did last time, so he held her head whilst he shoved his member all the way in to her throat. He could feel her mouth tightening around his cock; he could see how much she was enjoying this.
Farhana continued sucking her son’s cock with passion. She absolutely loved the feeling of her son’s monstrous cock hitting the back of her throat, the way it throbbed in her mouth. She loved everything about it and just couldn’t wait until her son plowed in to her wet pussy. Farhana believed that finally the demon within her would be quenched. No one had ever satisfied her hunger fully, from her uncle, father-in-law, husband, her husband’s boss, the black plumber and finally the Imam (priest). All of them had failed, but this time she knew it would be different.
Meanwhile Javed felt like he was in paradise “damn this whore really knows how to suck a cock, I wonder if she’s done other men besides the Imam,” he thought to himself.
Javed realized that he was dangerously close to coming and that he needed to take the next step before he lost this opportunity. He tried pulling his mother away from his penis but she was reluctant. She was so wrapped up in sucking the huge monster that she never wanted to release it but she finally relented.
Javed pulled her up and then led her to the bed “Lie down mother and spread your legs as far as you can, so I can begin the process of saving you.” Farhana obliged immediately, the anticipation of having such a monstrous thing inside her was just too much.
The pressure of his throbbing cock on her lips sent over the edge, she came instantly “Oh Allah, he hasn’t even put it in yet and I’ve already come,”
“What will it do to me when he’s finally inside me?” she thought to herself.
Javed began by rubbing his cock over his mother’s entrance; occasionally he would put the head in about half an inch and pull out. He wanted to tease his mother as much as he could, he knew that she had come already so she clearly wanted it but he wanted to hear it from her.
Every time Farhana felt her son pull out the head of his cock, she let out a moan. She wanted him so bad but didn’t know if it was because there really some kind of evil demon inside of her or because she was a horny depraved whore.
“Put it in son, the demon grows restless within me,” she couldn’t wait any longer “Put your magnificent holy cock inside me, drive it in hard so the demons can no longer control me and I can be saved from the hellfire”.
“Are you sure mother, what if it was the demons voice I heard instead of Allah’s” replied Javed coyly.
“No my son it was definitely Allah, the all mighty, the most powerful for he said the same thing to me. He said that I needed your cock; I need it my son in order to save myself. Trust me my beautiful boy, your mommy needs you and your holy cock,” replied Farhana with a renewed sense of conviction. Of course this is what Allah wanted, not her, it was Allah’s will that this should happen.
” If you say so mother, I love you too much to deny you the chance of saving your self,” Javed thought he was so close to getting his mother to admit that it was her will not some made up non-existent beings words, but this would have to do for now. So Javed rammed his cock or as his mother liked to call it, his “holy” cock into her waiting cunt.
“OH JAVED! Oh my sweet boy, my savior hurry up and come inside your mother, hurry!” gasped his mother.
Only five inches of his hard cock were inside her, yet it was already driving her wild. As more of him entered her she could feel her pussy stretching, to her it felt like her pussy was being ripped apart.
“Javed…oh Allah, I’m stretching, your stretching my pussy.” cried Farhana.
“Don’t worry mother just a little more, it’ll be easier for you later on.” grunted Javed as he continued sliding his massive hose in to his mother.
“Yes, your right my son… Oh Allaaah, oh fuck…Allah give me strength.” Farhana moaned.
Six inches, seven inches, eight inches
“No its toooo much, oh Allah it hurts, it hurts Javed. I’m so full. I can’t take it.” whimpered Farhana breathlessly.
“You have to mommy, its Allah’s will. You don’t want to disobey the all mighty now do you?” asked Javed innocently. He hated playing along like this but damn it felt so good, he didn’t want to lose this.
“Yes your right my son. Oooooh, oooooh Allah.” she moaned. “It’s the Shaitan (Devil), yes it must be him, he’s trying oooooh, to lead oooooh lead me astray. So ignore my complaints continue ooooh on.”
Nine inches, ten inches, eleven inches,
“Oh Allah, my pussy ooooooh, ooooooh it feels so full. You have to stop Javed.” gasped Farhana.
“No, don’t stop, noooooo oooooh Allah, keep going. Yeah that’s it, oooooh, yea keep going. Oh yes son, it feels better now. Keep going,” She cooed.
Finally twelve inches, “OOOOOH JAVED MOOMMY’S, CUMMM OOOOOH CUMMMIN…..oh fuck, that feels so good baby.” gasped Farhana.
Hearing his mother struggling to accommodate him inside her made him even harder. Feeling her warm, wet and tight pussy around his cock nearly sent him over the edge just like his mother.
But he had the will to hold on “After all my cock is a “holy” one, blessed by the almighty to douse the fire in my mother’s hot cunt. Hashanah.” he thought to himself.
He began ramming his cock in and out of his mother like a piston. All 12 inches in and then out, each time he pulled out it was accompanied by his mother pleading with him to slam back into her.
Farhana couldn’t believe how full her son’s lovely young, throbbing cock could make her feel. She knew it was big, after all she had it stuffed in her mouth TWICE yet she could have never imagined how big and full it would feel inside her. She was awestruck by the sight of her son’s monstrous 12 inch pole tearing in to her.
The last time she felt this full was 6 months ago when David her plumber had fucked her. That was before he had gone back to Nigeria to visit his family. He had certainly quenched the demon inside her for awhile with his huge black penis, but her son felt a good two inches longer and 3 inches thicker than him.
Yet there was a level of intimacy she had never felt with any other man, seeing her son striving so hard to help her in the name of Allah truly made her feel proud to be his mother.
She wrapped her legs around him, and pulled him in closer. Farhana kissed him passionately; he returned her kiss with equal passion as both sweat covered bodies pressed even closer than before.
“I want you to oooooh; know my sweet baby that mommy’s oooooh gawwwdd, that she loves you so much, And is proud of you for ooooooooh Allah, for doing this and finally accepting your religion, oooooh fuck” groaned Farhana as she pulled away from her son’s lips.
“Yes mother I should have accepted our religion, ugghhhh so damn sight, before. I thank Allah for bringing us so close. Praise the almighty” grunted Javed in between thrusts.
“Praise the almighty, ooooooooh…..ooooooh…..fuck…..fuck, I’m coming…I’m coming babyyyy!” she squealed in delight.
It still hurt her so bad, but as her son continued onward her helpless pussy expanded a little to accommodate him. It slowly began to feel better and better, the pain was being replaced by pure pleasure.
Now that his mother’s pussy had expanded, it allowed Javed to pick up the pace. He began to slam his 12 inch cock in and out in one smooth motion. He could tell that by increasing his speed that he was sending ripples of pleasure through his mother’s body.
He couldn’t believe the fact that his mother had come twice already; she must really be enjoying this.
Farhana could feel her son picking up the pace and drilling in to her faster and deeper. She tried to match his pace by pressing her hips forward to meet his thrusts.
Javed was reaching into places inside of her that had never been touched by any man before. The pleasure of having his monstrous pole inside of her caused every single muscle in her body to tremble.
Seeing his mothers boobs sway and jiggle every time he slammed in to her, made him realize that she had the hugest rack he had ever seen. They were slightly saggy yet still quite firm. He grabbed both her mounds as he continued to plow into her, squeezing and fondling the huge globes. He began pinching her hard nipples; the pinch was accompanied by a soft moan and purr from his mother.
He began flicking her hard buds with his tongue, and then he finally clamped down on them hungrily. He was once again sucking his mother’s tits just like he did when he was a young child. Yet this time it felt so much better “hmmm I wonder why?” he smiled to himself.
“Oh Allah, yes that’s it, suck on mommy’s breast. Yes that’s it take care of these lovely mounds,” she moaned in ecstasy.
“C’mon you mother fucker, fuck me really good. I want your fucking hot seed inside me. I want oooooh fuck, fuck yeah I want it, give it to me you fucker.” blurted Farhana. She didn’t mean to say that, why did she say something like that out loud?
“No ignore what I said, you’re a sweet boy oooooh Allah not a mother…fucker….ooooh Allah. It’s the shaitan again, don’t let him deter you my son. So mother needs your divine semen inside her” she replied quickly trying to rectify what she had said before.
“Its ok mommy, I understand but when you said all those dirty things I was close to releasing my divine semen mother. Maybe you should say those things again.” he said innocently.
He had thought that she had finally given in to her true nature and would be done with this bullshit façade of following some god’s orders. But he knew that he had her, that this wouldn’t be the last time she needed his “holy” cock.
“Alright, Oooooooooh Allah, this feels soooo fucking good. C’mon you mother fucker, ooooooooh ooooooooooh yeah that’s it do me harder. Yeah fuck meeee oooooh yeah, oh lord.” she moaned in pleasure.
“You enjoy your son fucking you don’t you, of course you enjoy it. Because mommy’s a whore right, she’s a fucking whore who loves her son’s big cock.” said Javed.
“Oh yea, mommy’s a whore, mommy loves cock, mommy loves white cock, black cock, brown cock, she loves all types of cock. But she loves her little motherfuckers huge monster, oh yes she loves it. Your daddy’s cock was nothing compared to yours, he had a little limp dick but my baby boy’s oooooh ooooooh got a big one.” As soon as she said that she regretted it but she thought it might spur Javed on even more.
She was partly right because it did spur Javed on to fuck her even harder just when she thought it wasn’t possible to do so. She looked up at him and saw animal intensity, a desire to fuck her “no, no, a desire to save me” she corrected her self.
With a renewed sense of desire Javed continued fucking her like an animal gone mad. He wanted to fuck her so hard that she would come begging back to him instantly. As Farhana began experiencing another orgasm she thought that Javed would come soon. But Javed continued pumping his cock in and out of her. Soon one orgasm was followed shortly by another; she eventually lost count of how many orgasms she had experienced. Yet her son continued to fucker her for what felt like an hour to her.
“C’mon baby, mommy needs you’re cum….. I need your blessed seed inside, oooooh yess baby come in mommy, save her from damnation.” she cooed.
“Here it comes, mommy, here comes your baby boy’s divine seed, I’M COMINGGG MOMMY, oooooh yeah” screamed Javed as he unloaded his hot jizz deep in to his mothers fuck hole.
“Oooooh praise the almighty, oooooh yeah mommy can feel your cum baby, it feels so hot and great. Don’t stop, fill my pussy up, drown the demons inside with your divine seed.” purred Farhana in pleasure.
She could feel load, after load of her son’s hot sperm inside of her. It had been awhile since someone had filled her up with so much cum. She absolutely loved the feel of her cunt being filled up with some hot seed. She knew that she should be worried about getting pregnant but at that moment with her son pumping his load into her she didn’t give a shit.
She wanted more and he kept on spewing more for her. He came so much that Farhana felt some of it spilling out of her pussy and creating a mess. Farhana put her fingers in to her pussy to scoop up a sample so she could taste it. It tasted delicious, her juices mixed with it made it even better.
Javed never imagined he would ever see his mother’s love hole over flowing with his cum, and what a picture it was. “Thank you, Allah, God, Buddha, Jesus or Alien overlords, if there’s any up there, thank you for the best fuck of my life.”
Despite being exhausted Javed felt his cock stirring, which seemed to like the sight of his mother scooping up his cum to taste. “I don’t know if I can fuck her, but it seems like someone loves the taste of cum.”
Farhana noticed her son getting off the bed holding his “holy” cock. “Wait a minute, he’s hard already how can that be, he just fucked my brains out and he’s still hard.” “Mommy, when Allah spoke to me he told me that when ever my holy cock was hard it meant that it was time for me to give you my divine seed to help you. I have to give it to you no matter where we are. He also told me that the process would be long but once it is finished he would let us both know. So please accept my holy cock.” said Javed.
Pretending to be the religious and faithful boy his mother always wanted him to be. He felt like a fucking idiot for giving that crazy ass speech but damn it he wanted to feel those luscious lips on his cock.
Farhana couldn’t help but get misty eyed, truly the almighty worked in mysterious ways. All her life she wanted her son to be as faithful to her religion as she was; now he was as blessed as her as Allah had spoken to him too. The almighty knew her well; why else would he send such a beautiful cock to her. He had always been great to her, whenever a cock would fail to satisfy her mysteriously another one would show up.
Seeing the cock there in all its glory had her pussy lips tingling once again. She wanted it inside her again but she didn’t think she could handle it, not yet. So she got off the bed, walked up to her son and got on her knees. She then threw her head forward and sucked and licked her son’s huge brown cock like a sex crazed woman.
She would worship this cock just like she worshipped her God; after all it was a gift. She loved how his cock felt hot and hard in her mouth. She ran her hand up and down his shaft feeling the weight of it and caressing it gently. Seeing her small hands trying to grasp his marvelous cock made her even hornier than before. Her cum filled pussy was once again wet as she ran her tongue across the entire shaft.
“That feels great mommy, ooooh damn” groaned Javed in pleasure.
Farhana felt her son’s hands on her head as she engulfed his entire cocked and forced it into her mouth once again. She loved the taste of her pussy juice and his cum mixed together, it tasted a little salty but she didn’t care. Her nostrils were full of his odor. She stopped herself from gagging as she continued to take his cock in her mouth. Her mouth began to foam with saliva as Javed pounded her face with his cock. She then felt his hands grabbing her hair and pulling her with rough strength. She returned his roughness by gripping his rock hard buttocks with her hands as she tried her best to keep his cock in her mouth. She was short breathed and didn’t know how long she could last with out passing out.
“Javed, are you guys ok?” he heard his aunt ask.
“Shit, its Afsana auntie, what the hell should I do.” thought Javed to himself
His mother was so busy sucking him off she didn’t even realize that her sister was calling her. She was intent on tasting his divine seed once again.
“Were ok auntie ji.” replied Javed quickly.
“Well that’s good, I heard some shouting so that had me worried. But hurry and come downstairs dinners ready and the whole family is waiting for you two.”
“Yes were comingggggg” shouted Javed in pure joy.
His cock shook in her mouth as he sent wads of hot cum down her throat, choking her. He pulled out of her mouth and sprayed her beautiful face with a volley of hot semen. The sticky cum got in her hair, eyes and nose. She instantly swallowed the hot load in her mouth. The taste of his cum drove her crazy, so she swallowed it hungrily.
“Did that feel as good for you as it did for me my son?” she asked with a coy expression as she rubbed his cock on her face.
“Yes it did mother, it was amazing but the best thing was providing you with my hot cum, I mean my divine seed so it can help you with your inner demons.” he said earnestly with a huge smile.
“Oh Allah, thank you for giving me such a considerate son” she said as she kissed the head of his cock as it blew one last load onto her face.
“Now we should go downstairs to eat, I am hungry. Looks like your mothers going to need a lot of energy from now on.” she said as she wiped his cum from her face and lapped it up from her fingers.
“Also not every one will understand how special this is, or believe that we were blessed by Allah himself therefore I think its best if we keep this a secret.” she exclaimed.
“Yes of course mother no one would understand it, after all there not special like us.”
“Also mommy, make sure your ready because we still have to expel the demons from your other hole.” he winked at her as he walked to his room to change.
“I could get used to this.” smiled Javed to himself.
To be continued…

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Perfect Wife – Diary of a bad time

Perfect Wife – Diary of a bad time
8-9 Aug 2009
I was in a central Manchester hotel celebrating a business success with my husband Paul. We’d had a bottle of wine with our meal then headed to the bar where we downed a couple of shorts before ordering champagne. Paul doesn’t drink much so I was feeling pretty good after two vodkas and most of the wine and bubbly.
I blame the alcohol; it made talk about how I longed for my ex lover’s big hard dick right now. My husband had set me up for an affair with a beautiful man who I’d loved for over three years; he was the one who had taught me what real sex was. He is the father of one of my twins and second father to the other. The affair had recently ended but he still visits at least once a week to see the twins or take them away for the weekend.
The champagne was empty so I went to the bar to order a couple of coffees before we retired. Another customer asked if I wanted a drink. “No Thanks I’m with my husband”.
He followed me back to our table and ignored my husband while blatantly coming on to me. Paul’s look told me that if I wanted to take this guy to bed he’d be ok with it. I didn’t really fancy him though, he was trying too hard, he was much too young, in his early twenties and he was too short and not particularly good looking. I tried to be polite by introducing Paul and displaying the rings on my left hand hoping he’d get the hint.
He took it as a hint to stay, the coffees came and he edged onto my seat pushing me along, he introduced himself as Mike. Although he was pushy he was a good conversationalist, his dialogue was aimed more at me but he began including Paul. He owned some web sites, which is a direction we were just beginning to explore so we grilled him about promoting our business online.
The cheeky bastard began stroking my thigh under the table. I moved to nudge him away but could see the excitement in Paul’s eyes so I hung back. Encouraged he slid his hand further and further up my thigh, his fingers were under my skirt hem now and I was a little tense as he crept towards my panties. This shouldn’t be happening in public, it shouldn’t be happening at all and again I was on the verge of protesting when Paul excused himself ostensibly to go to the toilet. I think that was an excuse so Mike could make more headway ‘getting his hand in’ so to speak.
The moment Paul had turned his back Mike was all over me. One arm pulled me toward him, he planted his mouth on mine and he pushed my skirt up my thighs and pushed his hand down between my legs. My god this was so embarrassing, people could see what was happening but even as I went to push him away my knees parted.
He slid aside my panties and began teasing my pussy lips, easing them apart with his fingers and stroking his thumb over my clitoris. His mouth covered mine, his tongue probing, pushing and darting between my lips and flicking my tongue. His other arm was right over my shoulder, his hand down my blouse and fondling my breast. I know what Paul wanted but I really wasn’t sure that this should go any further, then he pushed a finger inside me.
I gasped and then again when a second finger followed and he massaged my vagina and clitoris. Heads turned when he said in voice loud enough for people sitting close by to hear “That’s a sweet juicy cunt just begging for some nice black dick, loose your hubby and we’ll do something about it”.
Many eyes followed Paul as he returned so when he sat down there were quite a few people watching and expecting fireworks. We had just about everyone’s full attention, Mike was still groping me, one hand causing devastation between my legs, the other stroking my breast, he broke the kiss and turned his head to Paul and said “you wait here, your wife and me are going for a fuck”.
The embarrassment was both much worse and much more exciting than that first time in a motorway car park as for the second time in our live I walked away from Paul with a stranger. This time at least 16 people knew exactly why I was leaving with Mike. My heart pounded and my stomach fluttered as I walked out of the bar. His hand caressed my bum and he held the moist fingers of his other hand under his nose as people watched our departing backs.
The way he acted, the way he was treating me left me with the impression he was not a particularly nice man and for some reason that made me desperately want him. In the room we kissed and fondled and I was getting very hot, wet and excited. As I began to undo his trousers he said ” I don’t use condoms, you got a problem with that?” When I said yes he began to walk to the door and said, “Up to you”. God I was so excited and needed his dick right then. I’ve never felt like that before, I blame the alcohol but the thought of missing a fuck with him had my heart thumping and a terrible a sensation of loss swelled in the pit of my stomach.
I don’t remember but I must have called him back because he turned with a grin on his lips and slid his pants down until his dick sprung up, hard and erect. Over the last three years I had twice played being a prostitute and what I learned then told me that Mike’s dick was about average. He was probably a couple of inches longer, maybe a bit more than Paul was, but tiny compared to my ex and minuscule compared to his friend Ahmeed. I‘m comparing dicks like a size queen. Don’t misunderstand, it was the alcohol making me feel that way. I know that I’d been very lucky with my ex, he’d spoiled me and my husband is a fantastic lover now, he’s learned an awful lot over the past few years and meets most of my needs – honestly. He just doesn’t give me that completely fulfilled feeling that my ex had always managed.
Mike had not been circumcised which disturbed me a little. I am not very worldly as far as men go, I’d only ever had ‘unprotected’ sex with five men in my life, all but my husband in the last three years. Only one had not been circumcised, that was the night I conceived so I was not in a state to care. My two early experiences and two nights prostituting myself didn’t count because they wore condoms.
We kissed and fondled each other’s nakedness. With a gentle pressure he pushed me to my knees. His foreskin was pulling tightly with about a quarter of the damp head poking through the sleeve of tight skin. I took his erect dick in my hand and it just slid back and rolled over his corona to expose a damp head that reeked of concentrated man. If he’d been clean things would have been wonderful but I hesitated when I noticed a white crust. I went to scrape the grunge away but he grabbed a handful of my hair and pushed his dick into my mouth. The thought of that putrid muck in my throat was making me feel quite sick.
That distasteful moment soon abated as I got used to his powerful taste, I began to feel excitement again and work my magic with my mouth. The alcohol made me long for him, his actions made me feel so slutty and naughty and my embarrassment downstairs, so hot and the fact that he was someone I’d only met twenty minutes earlier made me feel really wicked.
Stupid, given the prevalence of STD’s and what I thought to be unhygienic penile habits but we fucked bareback, he came inside me and held himself there until his dick began to shrink and he withdrew. It was not as memorable as I’d hoped and I was disappointed, his style was fuck hard and blow seed rather than loving. He didn’t make me cum, he didn’t have the recuperative powers of my ex and I didn’t feel fulfilled.
Mike didn’t want Paul in the room and he was getting quite offensive. “I’ll put buckets of nigger baby batter up that juicy white cunt of yours tonight but I ain’t fucking no slut wife with her husband watching, fuck him ‘till morning”. He was scaring me and I told him I was not going to leave Paul out. Mike looked very angry and I was getting more frightened, bravely I told him to go, he shrugged and agreed to let Paul come up.
The next morning while Paul was taking a shower Mike and I fucked again before we vacated the room. I don’t see three fucks as the promised ‘buckets of baby batter’ so I guess his comment was an exaggeration or maybe I expected more than he was able to give.
On the way down in the lift Mike said he’d like to see me again, “your husband don’t mind me fucking you, he don’t mind who you fuck, we should do it again”. After a little whispered chat with Paul and lots of disgusted or interested stares from other people in the lift I asked him if he’d like to visit us at home next weekend.
15-16 Aug 2009
My ex had taken the twins and the weekend went pretty well, I kept Mike hard quite a lot of the time and by Saturday evening when we walked to the pub we’d already fucked three or four times. Most of the villagers were used to our mixed race twins and me having a black lover, Mike was charming and was easily accepted. He spent a lot of time pushing his web sites, which turned out to be porn sites. He laughingly told a few people that I could be his next big star. He left mid afternoon on Sunday with promises to return next Saturday.
I was considering if I should tell him that I didn’t want to see him again, there was just nothing there, no passion, he wasn’t a good lover and wasn’t satisfying me and his joke about me being his next star worried me. I talked about it with Paul but we got side tracked when the thought of me being in a porn movie got us so excited that we just had to fuck there and then. Afterwards we reached the conclusion that it was just bravado or that he liked embarrassing Paul or he was using a very tactless form of internet marketing. Porn films, especially interracial porn films were made in California so I had nothing to concern myself about. We decided that I’d try to teach him a few things next weekend and break it off if it didn’t get any better so I arranged for the twins to spend the weekend at my parent’s house.
22-23 Aug 2009
Saturday was quite good other than him refusing to use his tongue on me, “No way am I’m licking out a cunt” and he insisted on using a rubber sleeve that he slipped over his dick just behind the head. It was about two inches long with rows of short hard spikes. I don’t enjoy toys much so I was unenthusiastic but the extra girth those spikes gave him was wonderful. For the first time I began to enjoy him and a couple of times I was very close to cumming, but it just didn’t happen and again I was left frustrated.
It started going bad after lunch on Sunday. He told Paul to sit in the bedroom chair while Mike and I fucked, he’d obviously got over his concern of being watched. Mike was being very forceful in thrusting that spiked thing hard and fast, he grabbed my left breast and squeezed hard, I held back a squeal. He snarled at Paul, “Hey wimp, come lick my ass and balls while I’m fucking your wife”. When Paul didn’t move Mike lashed out thumping me brutally several times in the left breast. I honestly thought he’d killed me, I tried to scream but could get no air, I tried to pull in a great lung full of air but I couldn’t breath, the pain was incredible. During this agony he grabbed my throbbing breast and squoze and screwed it, he rammed his hard and spiked member into me thumping and grinding his pelvis hard against mine. Paul was standing beside us pulling Mike by his shoulders saying “Hey that’s enough”. Mike lashed out at Paul, pulled out of me then began hitting Paul to the ground. He kicked him then pulled his knife from his socks, holding it under Paul’s chin then said, “Do as your fucking told and no one will be hurt… much”.
He turned back to me, thumped again then squoze my painful breast very hard and I did manage a kind of squealing scream this time. He didn’t release the pressure but growled, “If your fucking husband don’t do what I tell him you’ll know real pain” and he squoze harder. I screamed again and he rammed his hard rubber sleeve into me and began gyrating his pelvis. I whimpered to Paul “Please” so my husband knelt behind him. The pain must have made me clench up because those spikes were seriously hurting my vagina, tearing at the flesh. Sometimes he’d pull right out and scrub the spikes hard against my clitoris.
Eventually he did cum, he stood, dressed and before he left he said “Next week you’re going to dress real sexy ‘cos you’re coming to Manchester without that fucking cuckold wimp and you’ll get some real fucking”. Then as an afterthought, “Oh and don’t go fucking complaining to no one or I’ll fucking find you and cut a souvenir off your pretty face”. Then he noticed the photo of the children on the dresser, picked it up and looked at it for a few seconds then smiled and said, “Nice kids”.
We’d never know such violence and threats and were scared stiff, we talked about calling the police but I was convinced that they’d not do anything because we’d invited him or of him getting to the twins before he was arrested. Maybe he was in a gang and his friends would get us even if he were to be arrested so we didn’t tell anyone and we began living our lives in fear.
29-30 Aug 2009
The following Saturday morning when alone I drove to Manchester I’d dressed in the clothes I’d worn the first time my ex had visited our house. My vagina was still tender, my breast still sore, swollen and bruised but I looked hot.
There was no pretence of consideration, when I arrived he looked me up and down and said “Nice” and I thought he was coming to hug me at the door so the shock of his fist slamming my left breast was terrible. People were passing in the street but no one offered to help me or even looked as I staggered back. He pushed me up the stairs to a dingy bed-sit flat. Threadbare carpet, two ring cooker, water heater over a sink that only had a cold water tap, an old armchair that had seen better days and a wooden backed char. In one corner was a dank bed that looked like it needed changing about a year ago.
He threw me onto that bed; it smelled of urine, stale sex and rancid sweat, I heaved at the stench and he raped me again and again. His rubber sleeve was not too bad at first but by early evening and the fourth time he’d violated me I was getting more and more sore. When I asked him to take it off he turned nasty again and callously thumped my breast and began to thrust with more vigour. As he violently fucked me he took hold of my throbbing breast twisted and crushed it hard. “You’re a nigger loving white cum slut and when I’ve done here you’re gonna whore for me and you’ll get fucked by enough nigger dick to put a smile on your fucking miserable face. You’ll earn me some cash and it better be enough or I’ll crush your tit so fucking bad.”
So once again I was being a prostitute, this time it was not my own choice but for real, and I was petrified of what he’d do if I didn’t earn enough to please him. I offered him some cash to let me go, “Fuck that” he said, “You can give me the cash anyway but you’re still my whore.” He opened my handbag and emptied my purse and took my car keys.”
Before he took me outside I was told he’d be sitting in my car and to hand him the money after every customer and not to hang about but to come right down with the customer. “Don’t suppose you got any of these” and I was given an old box of condoms. Then I was told that if he flashed the lights it meant I was negotiating with someone he knew. I had to be very nice to them, not charge them, take them bareback if they wanted and have them cum in my cunt or ass or whatever and still I was to come down with them so I’d not have time to clean myself up.
I was already very sore but after seven hours another nine men had fucked me that night. At four am Mike locked my car and we went back inside when he said that I’d done well, pushed me on the bed and hard fucked my slack, sloppy and sore cunt again. After he’d cum he thumped my breast before I was allowed to sleep. I’d had the semen of three of Mike’s non paying friends plus himself sloshing in my raw vagina that night, my breast was terribly sore and throbbing, I’d been robbed and threatened and I silently sobbed myself to sleep.
I was woken around eleven by someone rolling me to my back and pushing my legs apart, he lay on top of me. I was too tired to care or open my eyes and the smell of stale alcohol and bad breath made me turn away. My god I was sore as he started to open me, I opened my eyes to see a stranger’s face as he slammed his thick rampant dick into my tender cunt. There were five men including Mike, mostly young, some not yet out of their teens. By two thirty I’d been fucked in every hole by all of them then they had some fun fucking me with a coke bottle.
When they’d had there fill of me and gone Mike pulled a syringe from a draw, “You look upset, here, shoot this it will make you feel better”. No way, I shrunk away from him, grabbed my bag and car keys and dashed from the house. My raw vagina and ass leaked semen, my left breast throbbed, I’d slept in my clothes and I smelled how I imagined a brothel would smell the morning after, I’d been told to take some drug or other and I was so depressed that I’d considered suicide at least twice. I cried all the way home.
4 Sept 2009
Mike phoned and said he expected me in Manchester by lunchtime tomorrow. Half an hour later when my ex came to collect the twins he noticed there was a problem but both Paul and I were unwilling to discuss it.
5-6 Sept 2009
Saturday came and Paul decided he’d come with me and talk to Mike about his violence. Mike sat on the chair Paul and I on the bed. Paul began, “Listen Mike, there’s no problem about having sex with Chris but this is going too far, your violence is…” Mike jumped up, thumped Paul on the side of the head, he rolled over the end of the bed to end up in a heap on the floor. Mike lashed out and kicked him a few times, turned to me and began pummelling my breast while he held a hunk of my hair to prevent me backing away.
My handbag had gone flying across the bed and my birth control pills fell out, Mike saw them and went ballistic. Shouting he battered my left breast harder and more viciously than he’d ever done before. Paul was just rising and was beaten to the ground again and thumped and kicked and told he was never to fuck me again. I think that Mike was unaware of Paul being infertile and that I had the pills as an artefact of my previous affair but that didn’t really matter right now.
I was dragged to the dismal, filthy communal toilet along the corridor where I was made to kneel before the stained and reeking bowl and open each pill in turn and drop it into the toilet. He pulled my hair and with each pill I dropped he slapped or punched or kneed my breast. I was only thankful that Paul was unconscious in the bedroom so he couldn’t hear my screams.
Back in the bedroom Mike pushed his knife to my cheek and told me that if he ever finds out that I’ve been taking the pill again or fucking my husband he’d scar my face for good and really hurt us both. He pushed his knife against my cheek and forced me onto the bed, he kicked my legs apart and began ramming my tender cunt with his engorged dick. After he’d fucked me he said “I hope you bought condoms ‘cos I’m not supplying no fucking whore to fuck everyone”.
I still had some left in the box I’d kept from last week. I took them out of my bag to show him, he nodded. I opened the box and looked inside and noticed that some of the packets were not inflated the way a sealed packet should be. I remembered last week that a couple didn’t feel right when I took them from the box. Three packets had several small holes right through. I showed them to Mike “So fucking what, it’s up to you, you can use busted rubbers or fuck bareback, I don’t give a shit, just get me the money”.
As soon as Paul began to stir he was told to leave, there was blood running from his nose and he was doubled up as he was kicked through the door. Later, when I went outside to wait for my first customer Paul’s car was still where we’d left it. He’d sat in the car and watched a group of guys enter the house and a while later they’d left and I’m sure he realised that they had all fucked me. Now he watched me walking into the house with a string of strangers then coming out to hand the money I’d earned to Mike.
For some customers I was eternally grateful to use condoms (not that many were what I would call nice looking) I used the good condoms first hoping they’d last the night. They didn’t so I had the choice of none or to use the damaged ones so I slid the damaged ones over their dicks for what little protection they offered. I know one broke because the torn end was hanging from my vagina after he’d finished and my last customer was over the moon because I had none left. I spent most of the Sunday satisfying six of his friends. When I left the house I was still not allowed to clean myself and I stunk of man sweat and semen. Paul was waiting in the car. He’d sat there in agony, blood staining the front of his shirt for almost 24 hours while he watched his wife forced to fuck client after client. He’d sat there watching this horror, too frightened of what could happen if he called the police but hoping that I could feel him close by. That episode had cost Paul a concussion, a swollen ear, bloody nose, black eyes and two cracked ribs.
Driving home we decided I should start using the morning after pill so the next day we bought a few packs of Levonelle. I began a regime of being a prostitute on Saturday, a gang banger on Sunday and on arriving home take the pill. We knew that this wasn’t the way to use these pills but what choice did I have. Paul and I didn’t make love because we were both too frightened of the consequences of Mike finding out and I think the psychological effect on Paul was having serious repercussions. We only hoped that he never found out about the Levonelle.
My vagina was getting used to his rubber cock ring and taking so many men so I was not too sore but he still abused my left breast, at least once a week he thumped it and most every fuck session he squeezed and twisted it relentlessly. The bruising and swelling never had time to die down so now it was so very tender all the time, probably half as big again as my right and was coloured purple, black, green and blue.
17 Sept 2009
Mike phoned and told me that I was to start coming to Manchester on Fridays from now on and stay over until Monday. My god what were we to do? This was getting worse and worse with no way out.
18 Sept to 16 Nov 2009
For the next few weeks there would always be two or three friends of Mike waiting when I arrived on Friday evenings. They’d fuck me and insert bottles and other things into me until it was time for me to go out and prostitute myself. Saturday and Sunday Mike and his friends first fucked and played with me before I was sent out on the street for the rest of the afternoon. The evenings and nights, until three or four am were the same, first Mike and friends then anyone else. Then on Monday I was usually woken by someone pushing a dick or bottle into my cunt or ass and again had to take three or more men bareback.
19 Nov 2009
The Levonelle had let me down, I could feel it in my belly, I was sure that I was pregnant. I told Paul and we decided that given our fear of Mike’s temper and threats that I should tell Mike as soon as possible.
20 Nov 2009 to 21 Dec 2009
I told him that I thought I was pregnant, “So fucking what, don’t come fucking snivelling to me, you got yourself knocked up so you can have the black bastard, it’s your problem, I don’t want to know.” Then a few seconds later “You know that if you give me any shit I’ll hurt you bad”.
During the first few weeks of my pregnancy I was still made to work from Friday evening to Monday afternoon earning money, fucking Mike and his friends and progressing from coke bottles to wine bottles.
As I was leaving on the Monday I was told I had to be in Manchester by lunchtime Christmas Eve and to stay until the fourth of January. It would be busy and I would earn a lot of money so make sure I bring plenty of condoms.
24 Dec 2009 to 4 Jan 2010
Abject fear made me spent 18 hours a day fucking a continuous stream of drunk, stoned and horny black men rather than being at home with my husband and children. I just didn’t care what he did to me anymore except that I wish he would just stop thumping my breast like he did. I was a machine for fucking, I was used like a machine and I thought like a machine.
8 Jan 2010
I was met at the station. I’d stopped taking my Audi after that first weekend because the passenger door had been dented. Tim, one of Mike’s bigger friends held out his hand for me as I left the platform and said, “Act natural, we’re filming this”. Instant terror but he’d taken hold of my hand and gripped it tightly so I couldn’t get away. Mike and another guy were pointing professional looking movie cameras at us and my heart began to thump. My god he meant it.
I was guided to a 4×4 and was driven out to the south of Manchester, Tim and I in the back seat. Of the other two, one was driving and Mike was filming. With the camera pointing at us Mike told me to suck Tim off.
“Not on camera” I said.
Thump, he’d lunged the camera between the seats to thud into my left breast, in a total field of screaming red agony all resistance instantly went, so as we drove through South Manchester and the lanes of Cheshire I was being filmed sucking a huge black dick.
We arrived at a grand house on the outskirts of a village. Inside were nine or ten other people, Tim, Mike and the other cameraman followed me in. There were lights and cameras everywhere. It had been on my mind since soon after we first met, I knew what was going to happen, I began to back toward the door. The crowd behind me prevented me from fleeing, Mike grabbed my wrist, lashed out at my breast again with the camera and I crumpled to the floor. With both my hands cupping the exploding pain he kicked and I blacked out.
I was still in excruciating agony when I came round. Mike said “I’ve had enough of your fucking shit, we’re going to shoot this film before your belly gets too fucking big, it’s up to you how much pain it takes. We can make a violent rape movie or do it nicely, either way you’re going to get a fucking good banging on film this weekend. We’ll shoot another when you are really showing, seven or eight month, just before your black bastard’s due so it looks like this one got you knocked up. It don’t really matter, we’ll always be able to sell a pretty white whore getting gang banged or raped by half a dozen big niggers.”
Friday night was really just practice and recording what was supposed to be an interview, it began by me showing my driving licence to the camera and them asking my name, date of birth and to where I lived.
“We don’t usually fuck old women but you look so fucking good.”
The guy doing the talking was probably 22 or 23 but even so it rankled that he called me an old woman. Yes I’m 38 but I don’t look much older than he is and I am being reasonable when I say I’m much better looking than he could ever be.
“Why are you here?” he asked.
I’d been told what to say, “Because my husband is a little wimp cuckold with a tiny white cock who can’t fuck to save his life and he always leaves me wishing I’d been fucked by some really big black dicks. Now I can get my chance, I hope you guys are big enough for me?”
“Is this enough for you?” Tim asked as he slipped out ten inches of thick black meat from his pants.
“And this” the guy doing the talking said as he pulled out an even thicker black beast.
All six were huge, all were longer than my ex and a couple rivalled Ahmeed in length and girth. “Oh my, those are all just perfect, I’m really going to love being fucked by all of you.”
I had to pose with dicks everywhere, holding them pointing at my face or tongue out to lick, guiding them to my cunt or ass, holding either one or two, one in each hand as though I was wanking them off.
After the preliminaries and the cameras were turned off I had to fuck all of them, the whole team, all fourteen people. I was raw and dripping when Mike and Tim took me to bed. They took turns each, swapping Mike’s rubber sleeve. It was not so bad when Mike fucked me but when Tim pushed his huge, thick dick in to me, those spikes hurt like hell even before they hit my cervix. Then it felt like someone had just poured hot coals up my cunt, he pushed past my cervix and those spikes screamed and tore and burned at that most sensitive part of me.
9 Jan 2010
I awoke on Saturday morning; Mike and Tim took a turn each to “get me ready for a good nigger fucking”. When they’d both emptied themselves into me a guy was called in and he started to get me ready, I stood naked before him with my cunt and ass leaking semen, he looked me up and down, “That’s got to go” he said. My muff that had grown back since I split with my ex was shaved. I was pushed onto the bed, my legs were spread, my sex open to him, he wiped the semen that had leaked then he ripped each hair from my pussy and my ass. Next I was bathed and dried. I was then dressed in a pink tube top with no bra, the top was tugged into a position that hid my most of my bruising, pink micro skirt and no panties beneath and pink high heeled platform sandals that tied by criss-crossing ribbons to just below my knees. A towel was thrown over my shoulders and I was made up. I don’t need much make up but this guy plastered foundation, colour, blusher, lip gloss, eye liner on me, he glued on false lashes and applied a glossy sheen to my cheeks and shoulders. My hair was sprayed, blown and primped.
I stood before a full-length mirror looking like a slut on the prowl for anyone wanting a good time. The dresser stood behind looking over my shoulder, “Hmm good enough to fuck”. He pushed me forward and slid his dick into my vagina from behind. I put my hands on my knees and watched the reflection of a big bald black artist fucking his cheap white tramp creation from behind.
I was to walk from the end of the lane towards the house carrying a small designer bag in my right hand as though I’d been shopping and swinging my left arm so that the sunlight reflected off my engagement and wedding rings.
A guy (Tim) came from a car that was just in shot and walked over to me. “Hey beautiful, you want to have fun with some big black dick” I pretended to ignore him and continued towards the camera. Tim walked alongside me saying “come on baby, some nice big black dick, that’s what you want and you know you’ll love it”.
“No thanks, I’m waiting for my husband to come home. I’ve been trying to get pregnant and I’m fertile right now”.
Another guy came out of the bushes just in front of us, “You hear that Tim, she’s fertile and I think she needs some nigger jizz to make sure she gets pregnant.”
They both dragged me to the house with me protesting that I was fertile and that my husband would be home soon. I was pushed through the door where I was to pretend to be scared (I didn’t need to pretend) and object when Tim sat, withdrew his dick and told me to suck him off. He reached, took my hand and pulled me to him. I shouted, “no, no, I’m married.” I was forced to my knees and had his swollen member pushed between my lips. “No please, my husband, please no”. While I was sucking him the other guy took out his mobile phone and made a call. A couple of minutes later the other four men walked in.
Soon they were stroking me, sliding hands between my top and my boobs, I flinched when one began massaging my left breast, A hand was between my legs and my very short skirt just didn’t cover anything in this position. I was very conscious of the bright lights, the camera flashes and people moving about behind me.
Tim pulled me up and slid his thick dick up my tender cunt. My cervix was still sore and I gasped in pain but struggled not to show how much it hurt as he pushed deeper. I felt some pressure on my ass and then there was a thick black dick invading me there. Another guy came in from the side and forced his dick into my mouth and yet another took one of my hands and placed it on his huge shaft.
Tim’s dick started to jerk and he groaned “Oh fuck baby, your first load of nigger jizz”.
“Oh please no, I don’t want a black baby I want my husband to make me pregnant, what will he think of me if I have a black baby”.
He grabbed my ass and pulled me deep onto him, “Ahh fuck that shit, I’m cumming deep and I’m cumming good, just feel that nigger baby batter squirt into you.”
I’m not going to say much more about it, those who see the video won’t need any description, those who don’t can use their imagination. I will say that I had to put on a good pornographic show or suffer the consequences and to my horror I really came, not once but lots and lots. I truly don’t know why, maybe it was frustration, maybe excitement I really don’t know. Neither Mike nor anyone else had made me cum in all the months I’d been serving him and I was sure that shear terror prevented me climaxing. I came today, I came good, with months of pent up frustration released. From Tim first cumming inside me to way past the end I was continually cumming and I really felt deeply fulfilled, I’d been properly fucked for the first time in months.
Semen flowed from my vagina and ass and was splattered over my body, I had the taste of it in my mouth. I just lay there and let the trembling in my body slowly fade while they reviewed sections of the film on a huge TV screen. They said they needed more cum shots, personally I think it was just an excuse, each of them fucked me again, some shooting across my face and hair, some across my body, some just pulling out and squirting onto my swollen pussy lips. Some staying inside my vagina or ass while they came then pulled out and the camera zoomed in to show the semen leaking from me.
I was shown the door and told to leave. Mike said he’d be in touch. I had no idea where I was and was still soaked in semen but I rang for a taxi and told the driver to take me home, all the way, I was in no mood for the train.
15 Jan 2010
Back to normal, Friday train, fuck Mike and his friends, prostitute myself, fuck Mike, sleep. Saturday fuck Mike and his friends, prostitute myself, fuck Mike and his friends, and prostitute myself again, fuck Mike, sleep. Sunday fuck Mike and his friends, prostitute myself, fuck Mike and his friends and prostitute myself again, fuck Mike, sleep. Monday fuck Mike and sometimes his friends, train, home, weep in my husband’s arms.
20 Jan 2010
Mike phoned and told me to sign up for one of his web sites. The film and a lot of stills had been posted. I asked if I could have his login details “Fuck that” he said, “I ain’t no fucking charity, you want to see yourself getting fucked you got to pay”. $49 (about £32) later Paul and I were able to watch my first porn film. The link was right at the top of the main page, listed as “New” and “Featuring Chris Manton (there’s no point hiding my identity anymore) in her first black gangbang” with a picture of my smiling and overly made up face surrounded by six huge black dicks. There were two versions, one in three sections and a continuous one, they were billed as ‘See Chris Manton, a beautiful white MILF sucking and fucking and getting knocked up by six supersize niggers. Chris is a wealthy, married lady living in an exclusive area. Coming home from a shopping trip Chris is waylaid outside her own house by one of our nigger fuck machines. She protests bitterly until she feels his big black shaft sliding into her cunt. She loves all six of our supersize nigger studs to cum in every hole. 3 hours 20 minutes quality video.’
Oh horror, my full name in the headlines. It was all there, huge black dick sliding into my swollen vagina and into my ass, me masturbating while I sucked, semen flying, me catching it and swallowing it, semen dripping from my hair, my chin, in streaks across my top and skirt. My vagina and ass gaping open after some huge, thick pole had just pulled out and his semen was beginning to run out and my looks of ecstasy. It caught me cumming and cumming while I was relentlessly fucked by six very well endowed black men and yelling out for more. It had been cleverly edited so that my swollen and bruised left breast was never in camera shot.
When it had ended the credits rolled up acknowledging the full cast, including the production and postproduction team and myself. Then the interview with me holding my driving licence up to the camera and saying who I was, how old I was, where I lived and that I wanted to make this film. Paul took a freeze frame, blew it up and filtered it and sure enough you could make out our full address on my licence.
I phoned Mike and told him. “Don’t fucking whinge, what the fuck do you expect, we got keep to the law and we want to sell this in America” he replied. Although I was horrified and frightened of anyone else seeing it the film was quite a good movie. If I didn’t know how I’d been forced into doing it I’d watch it, feel sexy as hell and yearn for some big black dick.
22 Jan to 1 Feb 2010
I was phoned on Thursdays and told to get myself to Manchester on Friday where I was fucked until Monday afternoon.
Back home I’d get the occasional odd look in the supermarket and we began noticing unknown cars driving by our house and people wondering about outside. We learned to ignore the doorbell after I’d walked out a couple of times and was accosted with proposals of a quick fuck I was very careful to make sure the way was clear before I went out, we discussed selling the house and moving.
4 Feb 2010
My ex was concerned that I was never in when he came to collect the twins, he’d came to see me the week before because he was worried and commented on my now bulging belly. Today he walked in; he still has keys to our house and he’s welcome anytime. “What have you been doing? Are you mad or what? You are supposed to be looking after my child here and I see you’ve been making porn films”.
It all came out, the brutality, the threats, the terror, everything. My ex was furious, not really at me although he ranted about me not telling him, but Paul took a dressing down for not protecting me and not informing the police. We told him how Paul was beaten whenever he attempted to defend me, about the cracked ribs, broken finger, broken nose, black eyes, split lips and other violence that Paul had sustained whenever he tried to put a stop to it. “Where does this bastard live?” We told him and he went. An hour later he called to say the address was just a fuck house, a brothel where people rented rooms by the hour or day to fuck and no one would admit to knowing Mike, “where did you make the film?” I had no idea other than it was in North Cheshire near Stockport.
5 Feb 2010
On Friday my ex took me to Manchester along with Ahmeed and my husband. Mike was sitting outside the brothel in his car. Paul pulled up a way along the road, he made a phone call and we waited about 20 minutes. During that time a couple of other cars parked in the street and three men appeared and just wondered up and down. We moved the car and pulled up just behind Mike. Paul (my ex) walked past Mike’s car, turned at the front and thrust a long spike through the radiator grill. Walking towards the driver’s door he lunged the spike into the front tyre. Mike was jumping from the car and pulling his knife. Ahmeed strolled up behind him, reached over and lifted the knife from his grasp. Words were spoken, voices raised, Mike looked around and saw the people who had turned up in the last half-hour. My ex said something Mike nodded then my ex and Ahmeed walked back to the car. “It’s over,” said Paul.
Following weeks
We decided that I wouldn’t have an abortion, firstly it was getting quite late plus it’s not the foetuses fault she was conceived as she was and to us life is worth more than a quick operation.
We put the house up for sale and began looking for somewhere else and moved to Lancaster to my ex’s house while we found somewhere new.
I was tested for SDI’s and although I had been infected with two different diseases I was very lucky to have nothing life threateningly serious. Granuloma inguinale and trichomoniasis that were both cured with antibiotics. It’s thought that we caught the trichomoniasis early enough not to effect the birth of my child, we hope so but only time will tell. My ex phoned Mike up to tell him and to get some advice but Mike just told him to fuck off.
Paul and I still don’t have sex, the infections, and psychological damage didn’t help, we’re not over it yet but we’re getting there slowly.
My belly is growing and I often speculate what would I do if I received a phone call telling me to make that pregnant gang bang movie. I still live in fear of Mike so if he ever does call me I’m sure I’d be so scared that I’d just have concede to his wishes. I’ve got used to being seen as a notorious porn actress now and I know that the movie or extracts from it are doing the rounds of the tube sites. For some strange reason I can often cum just by thinking about being filmed while six big and thick black men cum inside me. Some of the stills or sections of the movie are used to advertise Mike’s sites on the likes of blackdickclan, blackcocksluts and blacksridewhites.
14 Mar 2010
With the recession and our need to sell quickly we managed to sell out house for about £100K less than it was worth. We’d bought another one, isolated and surrounded by heavy security. We had been staying at my ex’s house since this horror finished, we moved back home to pack for our move in two weeks. I answered a knock at the door; Mike stood there with a pair of twins sexily hanging on to each of his arms.
“I’ve been a couple of times, you weren’t in, are you going to leave us standing here?” he asked.
I was petrified and the fear showed. I was already incontinent because of both my pregnancy and what had happened with him, my bladder gave way and urine trickled down my legs. Mike looked down at the liquid splashing between my feet and smiled, he said, “You’ve no need to be scared”.
Paul was now standing beside me, He’s been working in the kitchen and I could see that he’d picked up a big carving knife. “You won’t be needing that” Mike said, “I’ve come to apologise and to offer you a proposition, We can’t talk here on the doorstep”.
I stepped back, Paul stayed where he was for a few seconds then moved away. Mike and the twins walked in, I say twins, looking closer I could see they probably weren’t. They were about nineteen, and wore similar clothing, they were both pale skinned and had white blonde hair in the same style and the same shape face. The shorter one had brown eyes and dark eyebrows while the taller, slimmer one had pale blue eyes and almost white eyebrows, a natural blonde. Both looked to be stoned out of their heads.
“No not twins, but they look enough like it to be good for business, they’re not as feisty as you either thank fuck, I guess that’s the heroin. Sorry they knocked you off the top spot” (Mikes web sites have a top 50 porn film category for the site) “but I guess it won’t be for long, it’s just because they’re new” was Mikes response to my stare. “Look I’m really sorry, I tried to get you hooked but you were having none of it, terror was the only other way. It’s no excuse to a decent woman, these two are whores anyway but you really are so gorgeous and fuckable that I just had to have you in a film. The rest just came because every time I did something to scare you, you accepted it and came back for more, It just got a little out of hand”.
I was trembling, it sounded like he was trying to blame me for all the pain, the agony, the depression, the feelings of uselessness and thoughts of suicide that both Paul and I had because he thought I wanted more pain and abuse. The guy was sick in the head and needed help.
He reached into his pocket. Paul stepped foreword lifting the knife (he’s not violent in any way but I think that right then he was ready to use that knife) and I backed away. Mike said, “I said you won’t need that”. He took an envelope from his pocket and handed it to me. “Ten grand there, That’s your percentage of what we earned plus a monkey for doing the film and we’ve given you a bonus ‘cos we sold the film to four US organisations”.
I shook my head and handed it back to him, he was obviously trying to buy me so he could use me again.
“Don’t be like that,” he said as he pushed the envelope back to me.
I backed away and he said, “If that’s the way you want it” as he dropped the envelope back into his pocket. “Anyway three of the Yanks have asked if you’d go and do some sessions in the states, It’s good money for you so we’d want some commission. We’ve also had enquiries from Japan and Russia as well as an awful lot of fans that just want to fuck you. You could earn a lot of money for a few of weeks a year and fuck some of the biggest dicks in porn. You could be really famous, an international porn star. Even with the fans you could probably ask five hundred or a thousand a night, most’d be willing to pay anything you asked.”
I was weeping and shaking my head and was feeling filthy again, my body was trembling and all the horror was flooding back. I backed away some more.
“Ok” he said, “I can see you’re still upset, you’ll get over it, here’s a phone number, ring it if you want to take the yanks up or do that gang bang we talked about”. He glanced down at my bulge “still a few months to decide on that one. If it makes you feel any better I won’t be there, I’m taking the girls to Nigeria for a few months.” He dropped a card on to the hall dresser and turned to the door. “I listened to that big black bastard that phoned me and we all been checked out, some of us needed some fixing up but in a month or two we’ll all be ok if you want to shoot another film it won’t be a problem. I don’t suppose you’ll want a fuck now for old times sake?”
“That’s enough, go, now” Paul said.
As he turned to the door he said, “Don’t forget the offer, the Yanks want to fuck you and we’d love a film to finish off your first one.”
Paul said “Just a second, are you two ok with the way he treats you?” Mike looked innocent, the girls glanced at each other, then at Mike, back to each other before finally looking at Paul. The smaller one said, “Yuh he’s cool” in a broad Glaswegian accent and the other had an east Manchester accent saying “Cool, we don hafta beg no fix no more an he takin us ta Nigeria wiv im” and shrugged.
Paul slammed the door on them and now I know that no matter how much I fanaticise, I won’t ever be making that pregnant gang bang movie or any other porn movie. We didn’t notice the envelope on the hall cabinet until much later that night.
15 Mar 2010
I began writing this account, I guess it’s what is called “Closure” in the USA. I know it will take much more than sitting down for a few days but I began writing it to see if it helps. In some ways it has, in other it brought back terrors that are best left to die, just as Mike should.

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The Creators: Book Two, Chapter 5

This was the hardest chapter for me to write by a long shot. There’s 30,000 words worth of unused material from this chapter alone, so it obviously took a while to get right. Thanks to the people who have continued to read this, even though I take over a month to author each chapter. Please leave comments!

Fantasm

The Breeders Life

War and death come to us all in the end, in an effort to increase the population and bring about a new age of prosperity, the government of the once great Amercian nation bring in new laws, women’s rights takes a knock and the world rejoices in its renewed efforts of existence. Who cares what a woman wants anyway, they like everyone else have a job to do.

Fiction

Truth or Dare with Beth, part 2

It was morning and I was beginning to wake up. I noticed that I was waking up with some good, old fashioned morning wood and was trying to stay asleep to enjoy whatever dream was making me hard this morning. The dream felt so real, it felt as though someone was really stroking my cock. It was all so vivid. It definitely wasn’t my hand, it felt too small and soft. This was incredible, the best dream ever! Then it took a turn my sex dreams never took – I felt a strange feeling in my ass!
Suddenly I realized what was happening. I remembered that I wasn’t alone in bed. I remembered my friend Beth was visiting. I remembered she had found the strap on dildo last night in my apartment. I remembered that she had put it on during our game of Truth or Dare the night before and fucked my ass with it. And I remembered that she went to bed with it still on.
I turned my head to look behind me and see her. “Did you have fun last night?” she asked seductively.
“Of course I did. I always have fun with you.”
“Do you remember our new arrangement?”
“Not at all.”
“What is the new agreement then?” She wanted to hear me say it.
“You are the only one that can make dares now. I have to do anything you want. I am now your bitch for the weekend.”
Beth was rubbing her dildo through my ass crack. As I said those last words the stroking quickened. She was obviously turned on from hearing me say she was in control.
“Are you ready for another ass fucking then?”
“I am ready for anything you want me to do, Beth.”
Her left hand was still reaching around, stroking my cock as we both laid on our right sides. I felt the phallus slide through my cheeks a few more times before after one down stroke it stopped.
“Pull your cheeks apart!”
I reached my left hand back, grabbed my left cheek and pulled it up, giving Beth access to my ass hole. I felt the tip touch my brown hole and then slight pressure. I wanted to feel the cock back inside of me and I felt myself pushing back onto the strap on. Beth pushed forward, my ass relaxed and I felt the head split my crack and push in. She held it there for a second letting me adjust to my anal intruder and feel the round head before she began pushing in more.
Beth wasn’t taking her time being nice and slow while entering me like she had last night. Once she began pushing she just kept going. I felt every inch of the toy sliding past my sphincter muscle. I felt every “vein” of the cock as it slid into me. And then I felt the head pressing against my prostate.
“Oh fuck you are so deep inside of me!”
“I bet I can get it deeper. Would you like to feel me deeper inside your ass?” Beth hissed into my ear.
Without waiting for a reply, Beth took her hand from my cock, placed it on my hips and pushed forward as far as she possibly could. The dildo she was wearing pressed against me from the inside and felt like she was trying to push it through my stomach.
She pulled back and I again felt every ridge of the cock slide across me, just in reverse this time. As the cock began to almost exit me, I felt the pull of Beth’s hand on my hip as her waist moved forward again thrusting the rubber toy back into me. She picked up her pace, moving her hips back and forth, the toy sliding in and out. I loved every second of it. I felt so hard and soft at the same time sliding in and out of me. I could hear Beth breathing in my ear. Her lust was evident. She was loving the power of being on the fucking end of things for once.
“Fuck yeah, take my cock you little bitch! You like your ass filled, don’t you? You love feeling me fuck you deep!”
And I did! Each time she pushed it deep inside me I moaned like a bitch in heat. I never wanted her to take the tool out of me.
I felt Beth shift her weight to her left and made us both roll off of our right sides and onto our stomachs without ever removing the dildo from my ass. Beth’s weight was now on top of me. She moved up onto her elbows, pulled her knees up more and pushed deep inside of me again. In her new position, Beth had even more control and began grinding her pelvis into my ass. Each stroke went all the way out until just the tip was left inside me and then she slammed the entire length back into me.
My dick was pressed against the bed and each thrust also brought with it the pleasure of friction against my shaft. The new sensation was amazing and was making it hard not to cum. Beth seemed to read my mind.
“Don’t you fucking cum yet!” she demanded. “I have another dare planned for that. You let me know when you think you can’t hang on any longer. Until then, just keep enjoying me inside your ass!”
Beth was so worked up now that she couldn’t stop her dirty talk.
“You really love this thing inside of you, huh? I bet you are starting to wonder what a real cock would feel like inside your ass. Would you like that? I know I would like to watch it. That would be so hot, watching some guy ass fuck you!”
She didn’t wait for any answers, just kept turning herself on more with her talk. She was pounding my tight hole. Each thrust carried as much force as she could muster. The bed rocked into the wall each time she pushed it back inside of me. My bed was squeaking and I could only imagine what my downstairs neighbors were thinking!
It was all too much now. I couldn’t last much longer. The fucking had lasted at least 20 minutes and I needed to cum!
“I’m ready to cum, Beth.”
She pulled out of me in one long motion and stood on the bed.
“Roll onto your back. Good, now throw your legs back so you are doubled over with your ass in the air.”
I did as I was told. Beth moved above me, put one leg on each side of me, bent her knees and sunk the dildo back into my ass. She just resumed her fucking in this awkward position. She was sliding into me like a piston in a car engine. I also noticed how close my dick was to my face.
“Are you ready for your next dare?” she asked as she continued thrusting downward. “I dare you to open your mouth, cum on your own face and swallow as much as you can shoot into your mouth!”
Beth kept fucking me, the whole time looking straight down, not taking a chance to miss me giving myself a facial. Each thrust brought my cock closer to my mouth and I wondered if it were possible to give myself a blow job from this position. I was past the point of no return. I needed to cum. As I watched the sexy, slender red head above me repeatedly slam a strap on dildo into my ass, I opened my mouth and began to stroke my cock.
“Oh yes! You’re going to do this! Fuck yeah! Shoot your load all over your face! I want to watch you swallow your own cum so badly! Fucking cum for me!”
Beth’s comments were leaving her mouth as fast as her dildo was penetrating me. Then it happened. The first shot missed my mouth and made me flinch as it landed just below my left eye. I readjusted in time and the second shot landed right on my tongue. So did the second and third before the fourth and fifth missed again and coated my face. I was then done with shots of my load and just moved my cock back over my mouth to let the last few dribbles fall onto my waiting tongue.
“Don’t swallow yet!” Beth demanded as she pulled the dildo out of my ass and let my legs fall back to the bed. “Sit up and open wide!”
She reached over and grabbed her camera and snapped pictures of the sticky jizz in my mouth and on my face. “I am going to cum so hard when I masturbate to these back home! Ok, swallow now.”
I did as was told and felt the creamy mess slide down my throat. I then licked as much as I could off of my lips. Then Beth scooped as much of my spunk off of my chin as possible and fed it to me. Each time I swallowed my seed right down. Each time I enjoyed it more.
“Fuck that was hot!” exclaimed Beth. “Now, clean my dick off like a good little bitch. Taste the remnants of shit you left on my pole you dirty little whore!”
I got on my knees and took the dildo into my mouth and slid my mouth down the shaft, licking it as I went, tasting the muskiness of my own ass. Beth was looking down on me, enjoying treating me like her bitch as I sucked her cock. I felt her pushing farther with each thrust – Beth was trying to get me to deepthroat the rod. My throat began to relax and accommodate more and more of the intruder, just as my ass had done.
“That’s it,” she said approvingly. “Take me in your throat. You are becoming quite the cocksucker and fucker. You could really please some guys cock. I know you are pleasing mine. Now, open up and take it all!”
Beth reached her right hand around the back of my head and began to push as she slowly thrust her hips forward. The object met with resistance the back of my throat, but it was quickly obvious that she would not be pulling backward until she couldn’t push any farther. I began to consciously contort my throat muscles, trying to find a way to take the entire length. Beth began to increase the pressure on the back of my head. There was maybe a quarter inch left to go and Beth pushed my head and jabbed her hips forward and my lips were around the base of the toy – my nose touching her flat stomach. I had taken the entire thing. Since she had gotten it this far into my ass, too, I could taste dried shit every millimeter along the way.
“Look up at me! That’s good! Fuck, I think I can see the shape of it in your throat!”
Beth reached over to my nightstand and grabbed my camera and snapped a picture. She then proceeded to slide the dildo out of my mouth in half inch increments, taking a picture each time she stopped.
“Does this thing have a video function to it?” It did. And Beth found it. For being a small little camera it had surprisingly good video quality and it also recorded sound. She aimed the lens at herself and recorded an intro.
“Hi, this is Beth. I am making my little bitch boy Patrick suck my strap on dildo after I just fucked his ass good and deep with it. I hope you enjoy watching.”
She then trained the camera back down on me and told me to suck her good. I was a little uneasy about the camera, but I wasn’t going to disappoint! I grabbed her hips and pulled my mouth forward as far as possible making myself deepthroat her this time. That received some very positive commentary from her on the video as she kept a running dialogue of the entire event. I got into a good pace. The cock slid past my lips, into my mouth and down my throat. Then slid out of my throat, past my tongue and then the tip was on my lips.
I was sucking her nicely. My throat had adapted to the pole being pushed into it with each thrust and a good amount of saliva had built up acting as lube. But Beth wanted to put on a show for the camera, so she grabbed my head again and began thrusting. She was going all the way in each time, but was moving much faster. She was fucking my face. Saliva was flowing freely and I was drooling out of the sides of my mouth from her fucking. I felt so depraved and I loved it! Finally, Beth slammed her cock home into the back of my throat and instead of pulling back out as I expected, she left the member choking me. My eyes were bugging out of my head as I looked up at her, pleading her with my eyes to take it out and let me breath again. Beth loved it and she told the camera so. At last, she pulled the cock from my throat and my mouth completely. I gasped for air deeply, inhaling as much as possible!
Beth again turned the camera on herself saying, “Now THAT, my friends, is how you suck a cock! I hope you enjoyed watching my slut Patrick blow me!” And she turned the camera off.
“We need two things now,” declared Beth. “First, we need to find a web site to post this video and two, to record more!” And she bent over, kissed me deeply on the lips, and walked out of my bedroom to my computer, leaving me still on my knees. I couldn’t wait for more!

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African Mask of Hardcore sex

Why is it so easy
for me to fall in love
For my heart so easy
to be preyed on
For is it his words
or the dreams I have
Being held
by all means I got to have him
I want it soo bad
For the first time he wrote me a poem
I felt something
Not because he was finally my age
but because the connection
Kinda phoney
But atleast he tried
to feel my pride
with his feelings inside
Prolonging my sentence
to dust without him
I feel like this is a lifetime
so long I’ve found a picture of him
So long becuase this life’s crime
For he often tells me how strong his mind is
and how much he will give it to me
but I can’t cum all by myself
and keep feeling his same unfelt kiss
For am I addicted to love
do I need someone that bad
For the dream I had
was so sensitive to feel
I could feel everything
He was there
Dark skin
arms like the true man
I felt every touch he gave to me
For when he touched my thy
my eyes felt shy
For when he kissed my lips
my knees trembled
for when he laid me down
for I felt like a crown had been placed on his head
Looking at him everyday
with him never knowing what I said
Or could he
We catch eyes
And look deeply
as if surprised
that we love each other
Or is it just me
I don’t know
Love is too much my friend
broken up
now back together again
No breaks does love give to me
Please peace
can this love bring me serenity
With this dream
I gave plenty pleasure
To myself
Thinking about it everyday
Again
Touch,
Feel
And the sound of him saying
Baby
Softly whispered in my ears
As my back lay on the soft bed
I feel him corresing me
as my legs softly spread
going down kissing me
every milisecond
I fall more into him
The blink of my eyes
don’t make it much better
for I find out
That heats him more
For to him
My eyes he does adore
So he goes down
First to kiss
then to suck
then to lick
then to fuck
ME
Its all about me
And love found me agian
I wonder if this will end
just like all the others
This time though
My African knight
fucked me
with a lions ferosity
And my eyes
want to open
Who can help it
They did
And here we go agian
I’m awake
To nothing
but this empty room
and the new day of doom
without my love
So soon to come
IMAGINATION TOOK ME FOR A LOOP

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my new submissive family – Part 4 Stacy’s training

Part 4
For the next couple days, Lisa asked me a lot of questions and slowly relaxed around me. My interaction with the rest of my new family is almost strictly related to food. The only exception is the need to wash off Tom and Mary. They seemed to have shit on themselves a few times. Both of them were begging and pleading for me to release them, but I didn’t think they were ready yet.
After another day, I decided it was time to test the programming. I set the recording to stop in just as I would enter the cell. I wore my robe and placed a taser in the pocket.
I walked into Tom & Mary’s cell. I walked up to the computer and clicked off the script, turned towards them and said. “How are my two slaves this morning?”
Both were looking at me trying to shake their heads “good”, their eyes locked on me. There was no hate in their eyes. If I were reading their looks correctly, they desired to know what I wanted them to do.
As I removed Mary’s harness and mouthpiece, she said. “Good morning Master. How may I serve you?”
“After I remove Tom’s harness, you both will find out.”
I removed Tom’s harness and mouthpiece and he stated “Thank you Master, how may I serve you?”
I started “I have a small task for you. You are going to teach someone how to suck my cock. You will explain to this student, that since they are my slave, they are to learn how to please me and that their first lesson will be to learn how to suck my cock. Do you understand?”
“Yes master” they replied.
“We are going to start by showing Lisa how to suck cock.”
“But she is too young?” Mary replied.
At that point, I knew that the treatment hadn’t quite taken effect yet.
I instructed Tom and Mary to their table.
Tom turned around saying “No, I won’t get back on that fucking table! I refu…”
Tom’s comment was cut short from a violent shaking caused from the jolt of my taser.
“I don’t make requests. Mary, assist me moving Tom back onto his table. I want him to lie on his back.”
We placed Tom on his table we proceeded to secure his arms, legs and head. I handed Mary the Anal dildo and the nipple clamps. While I replaced the harness onto Tom’s head and inserted his mouthpiece and tongue clamp. I had Mary attach the other attachments onto Tom. I went over to the computer and started Tom’s portion of the program but with shorter pauses between jolts. In a matter of seconds, Tom woke up and realized that his nightmare had begun again. His ass, nipples and tongue were on fire and there was nothing he could do but scream.
I had not pleasured myself in a couple days so I pointed at Toms cock shouting at Mary “Start sucking” as I proceeded to step behind her. As Mary started to suck Toms cock, I slipped my cock into Mary’s pussy. It wasn’t long before Tom’s cock had responded to Mary. I pulled my cock out and had Mary climb up onto the table and sit on Tom’s cock. As soon as she had buried it all the way in, I stepped up and slammed my cock deep into her ass. I could feel Tom’s cock jump from the jolts right through Mary’s.
I hammered my cock unmercifully until I filled her ass with my sperm.
I quickly pulled out and told Mary to get up onto her table. As Mary walked to her table, she started to plead, “Master, I promise to do better. I will do as you command, just please don’t”
“Get on your table now” I commanded, cutting her pleas off.
Mary quickly got on her table. I tightened the restraints. I grabbed 3 of her instruments. The vagina dildo, and both nipple clamps. After I inserted the dildo and clipped on the clamps, I programmed the computer to randomly discharge the three points rapidly. Mary’s eyes opened wide and she screamed when the pain hit. I walked over and placed her harness on her head and inserted the mouthpiece. Mary was very cooperative, between the screams.
“I was very disappointed in the both of you. I gave you a task and you questioned it. You had doubts. Understand you no longer have children to worry about; they are my slaves. You do not have each other to worry about; you are my slaves. You will do what I tell you to do. Without hesitation! Trust me when I say, this punishment can get worse, much worse.”
The quick DP of Mary had not entirely fulfilled my needs and seeing Mary so eagerly wanting to please her master, I proceeded to stick my hard cock into Mary’s mouth. Mary did all she could to try to suck on my cock. The mouthpiece prevented her from biting my cock when the shocks hit. Mary clamped down on my cock with her lips and sucked with everything she could. Her tongue lapped and played with my cock like it was her final meal. It was not long before my cock was nice and hard. I shoved my cock all the way down her throat. Between her gags and the tightening of her neck muscles from the shocks, it was a pleasant feeling. I removed my cock from her mouth as she gasped for air.
Mary’s ass was still prepped from the previous fuck so I placed my cock head at her anus and shoved. I am not sure if she groaned because of me or a shock, but her ass tightened around my cock like a vise. The feeling of her ass tightening in irregular intervals was incredible. It felt like her body was a machine designed just to suck my cock into her ass. She was an electric anal cock vibrator. It wasn’t long before I unloaded into her bowels again. After I pulled my cock out of her ass, I replaced it with the anal dildo and also clipped the tongue clip. I also inserted Toms Cock tube before changing the program to include all of the attachments.
“Good night my pets” I said as I left to grab myself a shower.
Over the next couple days I watched Tom and Mary closely. I enjoyed fucking Mary while she was still plugged in. During the couple days, I gave then a few minutes occasionally to rest.
After those couple days ended, I decided it was time for another test. Stacey was trying to be defiant and not learning her Principles so she was going to be the instrument of the test.
I walked into the cell. They both watched me walk up to the computer and stop the programs.
“Good morning slaves. I have a new task for both of you. First, Posted on the door are your slave rules. You will need to start learning these quickly. Start with the Hand Communications and Positions. Second, Stacey has been denying her servitude towards me. She has already shown defiance to learning these Principles. Therefore I am going to place her in your hands. You are going to initiate her Sexual training. You are to abuse her, fuck her, suck her, slap her, and convince her that she is my slave and she is to serve me. I have verified that she is a virgin, so enjoy it. Train her well. I will provide you with toys. You will have 24 hours to complete her training. Do not fail me. Do you understand?
They both shook their heads yes.
I removed all the attachments and released them from their tables. I informed them that they had to be ready in about 16 hours and that they were also to shower, eat and grab some sleep. I would awaken them before their task was to begin.
“Yes Master” was all I heard before they quickly headed to the shower. I grabbed the computer cart and wheeled it into storage. I turned the monitoring system to the shower room and listened.
Tom: “I am glad the Master let us off the tables. I didn’t know how much more I could handle of that infernal machine.”
Mary: I am glad also. Stacey sure must have made the Master mad.”
Tom: “Well we had better hurry up and get some sleep or we won’t be worth shit. One thing is for sure, I don’t want to displease him again.”
Mary: “Neither do I”
They quickly finished their showers; dried off, wolfed down the food I left them. As I shut off my monitor, they were intently reading their rules.
I had a few errands to run that kept me out of the house for most of the day.
When I returned, I brought food for Lisa and Anna. I went to my study and took a look at Stacey. She was sitting on her bed staring into space. I turned on the video recorder to Stacey’s cell, gathered a few items together and headed to awaken Tom and Mary.
Both woke up as I opened their cell door.
“Good Morning Master!” they stated.
“Good Afternoon. Hope you slept well.”
“Yes Master, very well”
“Now here is a box of toys that you may need shortly. I wanted you to be ready when I need you. Mary, I want you to suck Tom and get him nice and hard, but do not let him cum. And as for you Tom, lick Mary’s pussy and get her ready also. I will return in a few minutes to collect you both. Be ready!”
“Yes Master!” they both exclaimed.
Stacey jumped when she heard me open her cell door.
“Hello my pet. How are you doing this evening?” I said
Stacey started to rattle off a bunch of questions “Where are my mom and dad? Where are my sisters? When are you going to let us go home? Why are you doing this to us?”
I cut her off saying “First of all, this is your home now. You are my property. Today is your first lesson. You are going to learn how to be a good sex slave. We can do this with me or with your parents. I would be the slow and easy way, or a fast and painful way with your parents. I prefer the slow way. The slow way is the least painful. Actually, it could be quite enjoyable for us both.”
Stacey cowered in the corner of her bed and shouted “I don’t care what way you want, you ain’t touching me you pervert! I am not your slave. My mom and dad would never do anything like that to me!”
“So you want it the painful way. I expected that since you have refused to learn your principles. I could give you a choice, I could chain you up and fuck you hard or I could bring in your parents to train you. I think I will just bring your parents”
As I turned to leave the cell I said “Be right back with your instructors“
I opened up Tom and Mary’s cell and said “collect your toys and follow me.”
As I walked towards Stacey’s cell, Tom and Mary were following closely behind like kids on Christmas morning.
As we entered the cell, I pointed down at the floor to the location I wanted Tom and Mary to stand. Stacey jumped up racing towards Tom and Mary shouting “Mom, Dad, What is going on?”
I grabbed Stacey before she could reach them. I scooped her up and held her away from them. She started screaming for help from Tom and Mary, but they remained frozen behind me. I threw Stacey down on her bed and held her there. I told her to stay on her bed until I leave and then she will be able to spend time with them.
“Let me introduce your instructors; Tom and Mary. You will refer them as your instructors. Tom, Mary, This is Stacey, your student. She is yours to instruct.”
I turned to head out the door I said “You have your task. I will check back later to check on your progress.”
“Yes Master” was the last words I heard as I walked out the cell and locked the door.
I walked down to my study and brought up the camera. I needed Stacey to be broken.
Stacey jumped up and ran to Tom and Mary jumping into their arms. “Dad, Mom, what is going on?”
Tom grabbed Stacey by the arm. “Did you refuse to serve the master?”
Stacey: “Of course. I wouldn’t let that asshole touch me!”
Tom reached back and slapped Stacey across the face. Stacey hit the floor and looked up in terror. Tom had never hit her before. Stacey looked at Mary expecting protection, but all she heard was “You should have listened to the Master. Now we will have to teach you how to act properly towards him.”
“WHAT! What has he done to you?” Stacey shouted
Mary reached over and grabbed Stacey by the hair, dragging her towards Tom. She pushed Stacey’s face towards his cock saying “And your first lesson is cock sucking. Open your mouth and start sucking!”
“NOOOO, MOM!” Stacey shouted. As Stacey said ‘mom’, Mary shoved Tom’s cock between her lips.
Stacey pushed against Tom’s waist with all her might to get away from them.
“OK, if she doesn’t want to suck, I guess we need to open up her other holes first.” Tom said to Mary.
Mary grabbed the cuffs from the box and quickly put Stacey’s hands behind her back. Mary rolled her over onto her back and sat on her face saying “If you won’t suck cock, lets see if you would prefer to start with sucking my pussy.”
Mary then grabbed Stacy by the arms and rolled her on top of her so that Stacey was face down looking at Mary’s pussy. Tom got above them and held Stacey down.
“Tom, now you can fuck her holes, and I get a great view!” Mary stated.
“When was the last time you ever got a chance to eat a virgin pussy Mary? You get her pussy ready and I will suck on her virgin ass. Of course, neither will be virgin much longer.”
Stacey couldn’t believe her ears. What has happened to her parents? They were talking about fucking me in my pussy and ass. How could they? Why are they raping me?
As Mary started licking on the pussy, Tom started sticking his tongue in Stacey’s ass.
They both playfully took turns moving back and forth between both holes.
“I think it is about time to deflower our student. And you have front row seating Mary.”
As Tom sat up and placed his hard cock at the wet pussy he said “I haven’t had a cherry in years. Not since I had yours Mary”
Mary started to lick Tom’s cock and Stacey’s pussy. Tom slowly started to push, as the head slowly disappeared into Stacey’s body.
“NO DAD! STOP, PLEASE DON’T!” Stacey screamed.
Mary reached down and grabbed Stacey’s head and pushed it into her pussy “You should be eating my pussy, not talking.”
As Tom pushed his cock in, he felt Stacey trying to squeeze him out. She was trying to prevent the invasion from her father. Tom felt her hymen resist and then finally succumb. Stacey screamed out in pain as she felt like she was being ripped in half.
Tom continued to push his cock until it had completely disappeared inside her pussy. As he pulled in back, Mary could see lines of blood on his cock.
Tom commented “Damn she is tight. I think she is even tighter than you were, Mary.”, as he continued his assault on the young pussy.
“Well, I was a couple years older and you had made me very wet before you stuck that beautiful cock into me. You didn’t have to hold me down to fuck me.”
Stacey couldn’t believe her eyes and ears. Nothing made sense. Why are they acting like this? Why are they hurting me?
Mary watched Tom slam his cock into Stacey repeatedly. Mary remembered the joy of him shoving his cock into her. The feelings when the Master shoved his cock into her in the garage. Tom looked so sexy fucking Stacey. Mary started to lick on Stacey’s clit.
Stacey stopped struggling. There was obviously nothing she could do to prevent this assault so she just gave up.
“Mary, I think she is trying to ignore us, don’t you think?”
“Well, I know she is not sucking on my pussy like she should, I think our student needs a little incentive to regain her interest into her studies. Why don’t you try the other hole?”
Tom pulled his cock out of Stacey’s pussy and raised it a little higher.
Stacey felt Tom place his cock at the entrance to her ass. She squeezed it tight hoping it would prevent him from what ever he had planned.
“NO, DON’T YOU DARE! STOP IT! YOU BOTH SICK! YOU’RE HURTING ME” Stacey shouted as Tom pushed.
“The more you resist, the more it will hurt. I will fuck your ass. You will get use to having a cock in your pussy and ass. Yours is my first virgin ass and I will enjoy it!” Tom shouted as he shoved hard. The head popped past Stacey’s sphincter muscle. Stacey screamed in pain and continued to scream for several minutes while tears poured out of her eyes. Suddenly, Stacey stopped screaming, stopped crying, and stopped moving. Stacey had given up. The people she loved had hurt her in ways she had never imagined.
This was what I was looking for. Stacey’s spirit had been broken. Now she was ready to be molded into my pet. I stood up from my desk and turned off the monitor. I grabbed some dinner and placed it in Tom & Mary’s cell.
Tom and Mary both looked up as I opened the cell door.
“Stop what you’re doing! Take all your toys and put Stacey on her bed. Return to your cell NOW.” I said trying to sound angry.
Tom quickly pulled his cock from Stacey’s ass and picked her up off of Mary. They removed the cuffs and put Stacey on her bed before quickly moving back to their cell. They both had looks of disappointment, confusion, and terror on their faces. They thought they had done something wrong, but they were not sure what it was. They thought they were going to be put back on their tables.
I followed them back to their cells. “You did good both of you. Here is some dinner. Since you’re both quite sexually charged, you may indulge yourselves for the rest of the night.”
Tom looked up at me inquisitively and said “But Master, we failed to train her.”
I looked at him “You proceeded as I commanded. Do not question the results. I gave you direction and you proceeded towards the completion as I needed. I determine when something is completed, I determine when you have been successful or if you have failed. You will finish learning your principles. From now on, questioning my commands will be punished. Now good night”
Both Tom and Mary said their good nights as I left their cell.
I headed back to Stacey’s cell. She has coiled up into the fetal position on her bed. She was not making a sound. I walked up to her and gently stood her up. I walked her from her cell into the shower room. I turned on the hot water and started to gently wash her abused body. Stacey just stood there with a blank look on her face. I washed and rinsed her hair. Then I soaped up a soft cloth and proceeded to wash her face, ears and neck. I stepped behind her, putting my chest against her back.
“You’re safe now.” I whispered into her ear.
I stepped back and washed her back and arms. Her body is so firm and soft. I stepped in front and started to wash her chest. My hands moving around those perfect mounds. I tweaked one of her nipples, but she didn’t respond. I continued to wash her stomach and waist. As I started to wash her privates, I motioned for her to spread her legs, which she did very nonchalantly. I was very gentle when I washed her abused pussy and asshole. Then I finished washing her legs and feet. I moved her under the warm water spray.
“Rinse yourself off and enjoy the warm water. I will return shortly with a towel.” I told her. I was going to give her some time to relax.
I went to my kitchen and put together some hot food and drink for us. I brought it down and placed into the larger living cell that will be Stacey’s new quarters.
As I walked into the shower room, Stacey was directing the shower towards her sore shoulders.
“Come here” I said as I opened up a soft towel, directing her to step into. She stepped into the towel and let me dry her body off. I turned off the water and directed her to follow me.
Stacey started to turn into her old cell, “No, this way” I said.
As we entered her new cell, I directed her to sit on the bed next to the table. I moved the hot dinner before her. She looked up at me.
“Go ahead and eat” I said
Stacey quickly devoured the first hot meal she has had in days.
After she finished I told her it was time to sleep. As I lay down, I had her lay down beside me, with her head on my chest. I wrapped my arm around her as I pulled the blanket over her.
“You’re safe in your Master’s arms” I whispered as I shut off the light.
At first she remained still, unsure, but after a while she relaxed. Her breathing slowed and she snuggled up tight.
By morning we both had moved. Stacey had rolled over and I was spooned behind her. Her head was cradled in my left arm and my right was wrapped across her chest up to her neck. She looked so peaceful lying there.
I started to lightly kiss her neck and shoulder. With my right hand I started to massage her shoulder and arm. She opened up her neck to me. Still not awake, as her body responded to my touch. I brought my hand down and gently rubbed her breasts. I could start to hear low moans coming from her. As my cock started to harden, I noticed that it was pressing between her legs. Her left leg was lying on top of my leg so I lifted my leg to place my cock against her pussy. I reached down and started to rub her leg moving slowly towards her pussy.
As my fingers started to rub her puffy lips, she spread her legs. This freed my cock allowing me to slide it up and down against her. I noticed that she was getting very wet and her breathing had deepened. While rubbing my cock, it had worked its way between her lips. All I had to do was press the head with my finger, allowing it to push its way into her. She was so wet, so hot, and so tight that I had to work hard to keep from slamming myself into her. I took my time, slowly inching myself into her. I would push in a little and pull back a little, only to push in a bit more. It seemed like an eternity before I was completely engulfed. I started long, slow and steady strokes. After a few minutes, Stacey started to push down on my cock as I thrust into her. She kept trying to speed things up, but I was determined to keep things at my pace. Several times I found myself trying to keep pace with her hips to prevent any movement within her.
Suddenly Stacey gave out a loud groan as she tried to burry my cock into her. When I looked at her face, she had a look of terror and ecstasy. Between the feelings that her body was feeling and the thoughts of me fucking her, she didn’t know what to do. Despite any thoughts of terror, her body was running on auto-pilot.
“Oh God. What’s happening to me? What are you doing to meeeee?” Stacey screamed.
I picked up my pace to maintain her state, but controlled it to preventing an orgasm. Soon she was grabbing at my waist trying to pull me deeper. She tried to move her hand to her pussy to rub her clit. I wrapped my arms around her to control her, holding her hands up above her waist. Stacey was trying everything she could to gain that sexual release. Anything she could to peak those unfamiliar, wonderful, terrifying, glorious, electric feelings running rampant through her body.
I stopped thrusting and said “Would you prefer me to stop?”
“Please don’t! Please don’t stop!” Stacey cried.
I started to slowly slide my cock out.
“You’re driving me crazy? Please fuck me. Fuck me hard!” She pleaded.
“Ask your master nicely and I might be merciful” I said mockingly
“Please Master PLEASE! I WILL DO ANYTHING YOU ASK PLEASE FUCK ME!” she screamed.
“Anything? I don’t ask for anything.” I said, “I demand everything, total obedience and total commitment. Your entire body is mine to explore, to use, to enjoy for what ever I desire. Your only desire is to please me.”
“YESSS! ANYTHING YOU DESIRE MASTER, ANYTHING, EVERYTHING! PLEASE MASTER, SHOW MERCY!” Stacey screamed.
I grabbed one of her hands and moved it down to her pussy to have her feel my cock sliding into her pussy. I wrapped one of my fingers around her wrist and started to tweak her clit. My other hand started to play with her nipples while I sucked on the nape of her neck. I picked up my pace and started to slam my cock into her harder and faster. Stacey kept pushing down on my cock trying to drive me deeper into her pussy.
“MASTER!” Stacey screamed. Every muscle in her body was convulsing.
I felt that molten lava rapidly building inside me. With Stacey’s body clamping down on my cock, I released a flood of seed deep inside her, flooding her cavity with its first taste of my passion. I continued to shoot into her for several more thrusts and I stopped. Stacey’s body stopped moving momentarily as if she forgot how to breathe. Finally she remembered and grabbed a deep breath.
We laid still for several minutes until our breathing slowed down some. Stacey grabbed my arms and wrapped them around her.
“Master, I know this was opposite from what my mom and dad did to me, but will it always be this way?” She asked.
“No it will not always be this way; it can be better, or worse. But it is not up to you to judge. You are my sub, your goal is to give pleasure to me or whom ever I tell you to. Sometimes you will receive immediate pleasure, other times it will be delayed, or it may not be at all. That is not your concern; your only desire will be to please. Think about this, before this morning, you wouldn’t have even let me touch you, and now you were begging me to fuck you. Think what you could learn if you are willing to let me lead you, what you will experience if you serve me”
“Yes Master, please teach me to please you”
“Do you know how to suck cock?” I asked.
“I tried it once, and he said I was good” replied Stacey
“Well then let’s see just how good you are. Here is what I want you to do. I want you to make me cum twice, the first time within 10 minutes, and the second time about 30 minutes after you get me hard.”
Stacey nodded her head in excitement as she quickly leaned over to start. My cock was semi-hard after the fucking we had so I thought it wouldn’t be hard to arouse me, but I was wrong. Stacey clamped onto the head of my cock and started sucking it like a baby bottle. She actually sucked so hard that it hurt and her teeth rubbed several times. It was quickly becoming too painful to continue. It was a matter of a few seconds and I had taken about all I could.
I grabbed Stacey by the head and looked into her eyes saying “We have a lot of work to teach you. Sucking cock is about giving pleasure, not just how hard you can suck.”
I could tell Stacey was not happy that she had not been able to please me.
“Start like this” I said as I grabbed Stacey’s hand and placed her finger in my mouth. I started to suck lightly while running my tongue around her finger. Then I slowly started to slide her finger in and out of my mouth.
“It isn’t about intensity, but touch and feel. There is more to a cock then just the head as there is more to your mouth then just your lips. Use your tongue, your lips, your throat, but generally watch your teeth. Lick and suck the entire cock, the balls and surrounding area. Breath through your nose and you will be able to take a cock deeper.”
Stacey started to lick my cock head and then moved down the shaft licking and sucking. As she started to lick my balls, I told her to take extra care with them because they were extra sensitive to pressure and pain. She worked back up to the head and slowly slid it between her lips. She began to explore my cock with her mouth. She slid the head of my cock into her mouth and sucked lightly. Her tongue was licking my cock head while she pulled my cock in deeper. She began to fuck her mouth with this object of her desire. She looked up at me looked up at me and read approval of her performance.
I pulled my cock out and pushed her down onto the bed. I straddled her head, placing my cock back into her mouth. I then spread her legs and began to lick her beautiful pussy. It didn’t take long for Stacey to start moaning and grinding her hips. I could tell that Stacey was quickly approaching an orgasm so I let up on the sensations. Stacey lifted her hips trying to stop the torture that she knew had begun. As she began to calm down, I resumed my sucking and tonguing of her delicious pussy. I had a wonderful view of her asshole and ensured that there were plenty of fluids flowing down. After a couple minutes, Stacey was again approaching her orgasm, so again I stopped my lashing.
“Please Master, don’t torture me again. Please master, Let me come!” Stacey begged.
I started to play with her clit with my fingers while I said. “If you want me to let you come, you have two things to accomplish. The first is to work on pushing my cock deeper into your mouth until your lips reach the base. To do this, you will have to learn to overcome your gag reflex and breathe through your nose while sucking my cock. The second item for you to accomplish is to prepare your ass for me. Reach your hands around to your ass and feel. You will notice there is spit and pussy juice on your asshole. You will use your fingers, and rub those juices into your ass. Then starting with one finger you will begin to fuck your ass. Then you will make it two fingers, then three, and then finally four fingers. Once I have felt your lips at the base of my cock and you are fucking yourself, in your ass with at least four fingers, I will let you orgasm. Until then, I will neither let you rest nor orgasm.”
Stacey reached around and felt the juices that had overflowed from her cunt. Stacey started to complain, but was quickly overcome by pleasure as I began my assault on her clit. Several times I brought her close to her orgasm and then pulled back before she started to push my cock deeper into her mouth. Several times she gagged, but she kept trying to push it deeper into her throat. After the fourth time she approached an orgasm she had engulfed my cock entirely. Her hands had grabbed her butt cheeks, but she had not started to play with her asshole yet.
As she approached an orgasm for the fifth time, she pleaded “Master, please don’t make me fuck my ass. Please let me come!”
I ignored her pleas as I pulled back again. As Stacey moved her finger to her moist asshole, I resumed my teasing her clit. Soon she inserted her first finger into her ass followed shortly thereafter with a second finger. By the time I had her close to another orgasm, she had three fingers buried in her backside.
I started to back off, but she picked up the pace of her fucking her ass and I could tell it was bringing her close to her desired orgasm. I stopped licking her pussy therefore preventing her orgasm. Stacey quickly inserted the fourth finger and began to rapidly fuck her ass. Right at this time, Stacey shoved my cock completely down her throat. She had done what I had commanded, so I began to lick and suck on her pussy. As she approached her orgasm, I could tell she was going to do all she could to do to ensure that she reached an orgasm. Stacey again deep throated my cock and shoved as much of her hand into her ass as she could fit. I continued my sucking, to the point where Stacey’s body began to shake and stiffen. Stacey lifted her legs and wrapped them around my head trying to prevent me from releasing. After a few seconds I lightly bit down on Stacey’s abused clit sending her out of control. Her body straightened out and she screamed.
Stacey remained still for a several minutes. During this time I turned around and moved down between her legs.
Placing her legs on my shoulders, I placed the tip of my cock at her anus. Not giving her time to fully recover, I started to push my cock deep onto her ass. As I started to fuck her ass, she started to push back. Stacey quickly grabbed my legs trying to pull me in deeper.
“Oh God Master, Fuck my ass.”
After everything, I knew that I wasn’t going to last too long. Soon I could feel that familiar build-up. I could tell that Stacey was also approaching that point of no return. Stacey’s body tensed up again just as I began to flood her ass with my sperm. I slammed my cock deep into her ass one final time.
As my cock went limp, it popped out of her ass. I crawled up beside her as she cuddled up next to me.
“Not bad for a first day of training. Maybe tomorrow, I may have you come with me into Anna’s cell for her first day of training.”
“Master, Anna has no idea of the pleasures. I would be honored to serve you in any way I can”
Stacey placed her head on my shoulder as we drifted to sleep.

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My Wife’s Friend-Part 3

My wife’s friend – Part 3
After my encounter with Shannon at her hotel we didn’t see each other for several months. In fact, the next time I saw Shannon or Elisa was at Jessica’s wedding in the fall. It was held at a beautiful resort in the country.
My wife and I arrived early on the Saturday, eager to get away from the children but I was also eager to see Elisa and Shannon. We checked in at the hotel and headed up to our room to relax. Shortly after my wife got a text from her friend Vanessa asking her to come by her room. I didn’t mind being left on my own so I set out to explore the hotel. I was walking past one of the conference rooms when I caught my first glimpse of Elisa. She was sitting her bra and panties getting her make up and hair done. The door was open a crack so I cautiously watched and admired her body.
I was in the zone, in my own little world when I felt a hand slide down the back of my shorts and squeeze my ass cheeks. “Well Hello my tight ass” I froze. Who ever it was proceeded to slide a single finger between my cheeks and press into my anus. “Not going to stop me? Good thing Elisa and I have toys” I instantly relaxed as I turned around to see Shannon standing there. I gave her a big hug. “I’ve missed seeing you” I said. “I’ve missed you too” she replied.
Shannon: “I would invite you to my room for a quicky but I am bunking with Vanessa”
Me: “That’s no problem, Bec and Nessa are in the room right now. Why don’t we quickly go to mine?”
“Why don’t the three of us go to mine?”
We looked to see Elisa poking her head through the Conference Room door. “You aren’t busy I asked?”. “Not right now, I just need to get dressed so lets go quickly!!” She replied.
The three of us headed up the back stairs to the third floor where her room was. It turns out her room was directly about Vanessa and Shannon’s room. No sooner did the door close then both girls were attached to me. Elisa and I began to make out…heavily. Shannon proceeded to re-tell the story of my visit to her hotel. This only made Elisa’s kissing more and more passionate.
We all kissed A LOT. Me kissing Shannon, Shannon kissing Elisa, me kissing Elisa. It was electric…
When we got to the bed Shannon fell on to it. She was wearing a nice Lululemon outfit, zip up jacket and those pants that make every booty like nice a round. But with hers, it just emphasized its size and its shape. Elisa told her to lay on her stomach was the two of us caressed and fondled her big booty. In the heat of the moment I shoved my head in between her cheeks. Trying to get at her booty. Elisa began to slowly peel off Shannon’s pants as I continued to fondle and kiss her booty and thighs. Once her pants were off Elisa spread Shannon’s cheeks as I started licking and probing my tongue onto her anus. Shannon let out a gasp and shoved her ass back into my face. I went to town lick and probing as she shoved her ass into my face and moaned. Eventually Elisa took over and I began to peel off Elisa’s panties and began fingering her unbelievably hairy pussy. Suddenly there was a knock at the door. We all kept going. Another knock “Elisa, its Mom, I need to talk to you quick”
“Oh shit, you guys need to hide” Elisa whispered. Shannon and I hustled to the washroom and jumped in the shower and closed the curtains. We heard Elisa open the door and just waited, naked, in the shower. I looked at Shannon, with her exposed tits just inches from my face. I grabbed her tits and brought her nipples to my mouth, spending time licking and sucking both of her rock hard nipples. Shannon pushed away and dropped to her knees taking my entire rock hard cock into her mouth. I almost died. She sucked me off for a few minutes, spending sometime licking my balls and even the area between my anus and balls… I did everything I could to not cum all over her.
We heard the hotel room door close and Elisa opened the bathroom door. “You guys can come out now”. We slowly immerged from the washroom to see Elisa standing there with an enormous strap on. It had to be at least 9-10inches in length and a few inches in diameter.
“Well hello there” Shannon hollered. Elisa motioned for her to lie on the bed. Elisa then positioned her self in front of Shannon and began to slowly slide the massive fake cock into her pussy. I was stunned. I wasn’t really sure what to do. I climbed over Shannon’s face and dropped my balls/ass onto her worked into a 69 position. I lay on top of Shannon as Elisa fucked her. My face was pressed against Elisa’s stomach. I reached around and held her was as she thrust on Shannon. Suddenly I got smacked in the face with the incredibly wet strap on. Elisa had pulled out and was attempting to put it in my mouth. “Clean Shannon’s juices babe” she instructed.
Once Elisa deemed her rubber cock to be sufficiently clean, she motioned for me to get off the bed. Elisa lay down on the bed and knelt at the end and began to dine on her hairy pussy. I didn’t really pay much attention to what Shannon was doing. For a while I know she was laying on the bed panting, but I eventually lost track of her because I was to busy enjoying Elisa’s puss.
Eventually Elisa started moving higher up the bed. I started to move onto the bed onto all fours in order to maintain my position of licking her juices. Her pussy was so wet, she tasted amazing and was responding to every lick. Suddenly I felt shannon’s hands on my hips. With no warning I felt her trying to shove the strap on into my ass.
“Jesus, what are you trying to do!! Are you trying to tear me a new one” I shouted.
“Sorry babe, I just want to top you. But I don’t have any lube”. Before I could say a word, Elisa had slide up and was licking her hands. She knelt over my ass and spit! Right in to my crack. The two of them kept spitting and slowly pushing the strap on into my ass. After about five minutes Shannon managed to get half of the strap on into my ass. I was in a ton of pain but trying to ignore it. It took every ounce of my strength to not scream as Shannon hammered the last 4-5 inches into my ass. She didn’t even start slow. She immediately started thrusting fast and hard as I slide further and further up the bed until my head was resting against the headboard.
While Shannon was having her way with my ass I could hear her and Elisa kissing, it sounded so hot; both of them were letting out soft moans as there tongues were massaging each other. I am not sure how long Shannon was fucking me for. Once the pain subsided and I began to relax her thrusting felt amazing.
At some point Elisa had begun to get dressed. When she was in her bra and panties she slid under me and began to suck my cock, which belt beyond incredible while getting my ass pounded.
“Elisa, I’m gonna cum” I squeaked out with barely enough notice as I erupted all over her face. I collapsed on top of her chest with Shannon on top of my ass. Shannon and I rolled off and cuddled/kissed. She was a dominant top, but it was definitely one of the best anal experiences of my life!

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NEW GIRL AT SCHOOL

This story is about two schoolgirls, but the action does not take place on the school premises. It is fiction, and any resemblance to real persons or places is purely coincidental.

Fantasy

Blind Date

Josh heard his alarm clock go off and groaned, rolling over to ignore it. He pulled the covers over his head to drown out the raucous buzzing, but he was awake. He didn’t mind getting up; it was what he had to do that day that made him reluctant to get out of bed. His mother had volunteered him to keep one of her out-of-town co-worker’s daughter company for the day. Ordinarily, he wouldn’t mind, but he’d been told that the girl was blind, and he really didn’t want to spend the day in the company of a cripple. He certainly didn’t want his friends to see him with her.
“Come on, Josh, they’re here!” his mother called up the stairs. “Get dressed and come down here!”
He mumbled something into his pillow and rolled over, pulling the covers over his head. His mother called to him again, but he ignored her once more. Five minutes went by, and he actually started to doze off again, but a gentle tapping on his door caught his attention.
“Go away. Mom, 15 more minutes, okay?”
“I’m not your mom.” said a girl’s voice, soft and lilting. “She just left a few minutes ago with my mom, so I figured I’d come up here and wake you up.”
Josh uncovered his head and looked at her, his eyes bleary with sleep. She was slender little brunette, wearing a white blouse and black skirt that hung properly just below her knees. She was wearing dark glasses, too, just as he had expected. She hovered in the doorway, obviously wanting to be invited in.
“I’m not dressed yet.” he said. “You can wait for me downstairs, if you like.”
“Well, I can’t see anything, so is it okay if I wait in here? It’s a lot easier for me to go upstairs alone than it is for me to go down.” she said, coming in.
“Fine.” said Josh, throwing back his covers and putting his feet on the floor. “Just wait over there, and I’ll help you get downstairs in a moment. I just need to get some pants on, first.”
“So, what sort of plans do you have for us today?” she asked, coming a few steps into the room. Just as he was about to warn her, she tripped on some dirty laundry in the middle of the floor as her feet tangled up in it. She twisted in the air as she fell, landing on her butt instead of sprawling out on her face, but she inadvertently exposed herself to him. Her skirt was hiked up around her waist, and he could clearly see her white panties as her knees parted.
He dropped the pants he had been about to put on and rushed to her side.
“Oh, gosh, are you okay?” he asked, his voice full of concern.
“Yeah, I’m fine, except my fuckin’ ass hurts.” she told him. He looked shocked that such a pretty girl would say a swear like that, and she laughed at his silence.
“What, you never heard that word before?” she asked.
“Oh, no. I’ve heard it plenty of times.” he said. “Just never from a pretty little girl like you.”
“Is that how you see me, as a little girl?” she asked, quietly.
“Um, well…” he said, blushing. “How old are you, then?”
“I’m seventeen! But you really think I’m pretty?” she countered. He nodded dumbly, then realized that she couldn’t see his head moving.
“Yeah, I think you’re really pretty.” he said. “Maybe even beautiful.”
“Oh, well , thanks for the compliment.” she said sarcastically. “A beautiful, maybe, but definitely LITTLE girl.”
“Are you not a little girl” he asked her, smiling. “I bet you never even kissed a boy before.”’
She swallowed hard, but then faced him bravely.
“Sure I have.” she lied. “Lots of times!”
“Then you won’t mind if I kiss you right now?” he challenged. He didn’t wait for her to answer; he bent down and put his mouth on hers,
She made a soft sound of protest, but after a moment, returned his kiss. It seemed to her to last forever, her first kiss from a boy, but in reality it was quite short. He didn’t want to go too fast and scare her. He knew how much trouble he could get into for this.
He sat up and looked down at the dreamy expression on her face and smiled. She wasn’t scared, so he kissed her again, longer this time.
He caressed the side of her face with the back of his hand as he did, then slowly moved it down onto her breast, feeling her nipple stiffen at his touch. She wasn’t wearing a bra, so it was just the thin cotton of her blouse between her nipple and his fingers. She moaned again, but this time the was no sound of protest in it, it was all passion.
“I guess you’re not so little, after all.” he said, finally pulling his head back. His hand was still caressing her breast, but as he spoke, he moved it over and slipped a button free of it’s loop.
“Oh, I…”she started to say, protesting as he unfastened another button. He took his other hand and laid a finger on her lips, silencing her as a third button came free.
“Shhh.” he whispered. “It’s okay, I promise I won’t hurt you.”
Her mind was swirling with emotion as he undid the fourth and final button, then opened her shirt to reveal the budding mounds of her breasts with puffy, dark nipples. His was racing, too as he had never actually seen a girl’s bare breasts before.
She frantically tried to remember everything her friend April had told her about the boys she’d been with. No use, April was mostly a tease, and had never let things get this far with any of the boys she’s made out with. She felt Josh’s lips encircle her right nipple as he sucked it gently and flicked the tip of his tongue over the burgeoning bud. She drew in her breath between her teeth at the sensations it caused, and her hips arched upward and she opened her legs further.
He felt her shift position as he moved his mouth over to the other one, then slid his hand up her inner thigh and onto her pubic mound. The crotch of her panties was already damp, so when his fingers pressed the material into her slit, they became completely soaked with her juices. He slipped his fingers under the edge of them and wormed his index finger inside her to the first knuckle.
She moaned and began breathing heavily. He began kissing his way down her belly, tugging her panties down at the hips.
“No, wait, what are you doing?” she asked, alarmed. “Ohh, Josh, stop, no, don’t!” She tried to draw her legs together and up to her belly, but he was laying across them and prevented her from denying him access. The motion did allow him to get the elastic waistband down under her butt cheeks, and he slid them smoothly down to her knees. His chin brushed the tops of her thighs as his tongue lapped the only part of her slit he could see, and she moaned again, louder.
“Oh, Josh, no, please, I… I don’t think…” she said softly, feeling him gently pulling her knees apart. Her panties slid lower, all the way down to her ankles as he opened her legs and rolled between them, looking up at her exposed pussy. He didn’t answer her; instead, he opened his mouth and put it over her whole twat, laving his tongue up and down on her clit.
“Ohh!!” she exclaimed, thrusting her hips up into his mouth. “OHH, GOD, JOSH That’s the best thing I’ve ever felt!!!” she cried out.
Josh kept licking and sucking at her for a few minutes, until she climaxed, screaming out her passion and writhing uncontrollably as he gave her the first orgasm she had ever experienced. He slid up along side her and kissed her lips gently, still stroking her breasts and thighs as she caught her breath.
“Did you like that?” he whispered. She smiled brightly, her eyes shining behind her dark glasses and nodded. “Felt great, didn’t it?” She nodded again, and he kissed her. She returned the kiss passionately, opening her legs for his hand as he rubbed her down there.
“Are you ready to do it for me?” he asked, and she froze, suddenly scared again. He looked her in the eyes, even though she couldn’t see him, and smiled gently at her. “Easy, relax, you’ll like it, I promise.” he reassured her.
He caught one of her hands and guided it to his crotch, letting her feel the hard bulge in his boxers. Instinctively, she gripped in lightly in her fingers and began moving her fist up and down on his shaft.
“It feels so big!” she whispered. He could hear the awe in her voice and smiled. He pushed them down to his knees, and the material slipped out from under her fingers until she was gripping his bare cock in her little fist.
“That’s great.” he told her, putting his hands on her head. “I want you to suck it.”
Her mind whirled as she heard his request. She only knew one other girl at school who had ever done that, Emily Parker, and although she hadn’t heard the story first hand, she knew that it had been a horrible experience for the girl, who had ended up with a huge mouthful of the worst, most foul tasting, evil stuff at the end of the ordeal.
“I don’t want to.” she whispered meekly, but she felt him sliding up along her body as he guided her head towards his crotch. Moments later, she felt the rubbery hard head of it brush her lips, and she quickly turned her head to the side to avoid it. “Josh, please don’t make me!” she begged him
“But, I need to come!” he told her. She could hear the desperation in his voice and knew he was telling her the truth, but she just couldn’t bring herself to do it. “Please, don’t leave me like this!”
“But Josh, I… I just don’t…” she started to say, but he still had a hold of her head with both hands, and turned her to face it once again. He thrust his hips against her, and his cock poked her lips.
She pulled her head out of his grasp and turned it to the side again, starting to cry.
“Oh, gee, don’t cry!” he said, full of concern. “It’s okay, you don’t have to. I’m sorry I did that; I don’t know what came over me!”
“It’s okay, I forgive you.” she sniffled. “My friend Emily told me that when boys get all worked up like this, they can lose control of themselves and do things they are sorry for afterward.”
“That’s just what it was.” he said. “I can feel it coming over me in waves.” His face contorted in pain. “Please, you have to help me!”
“I… I want to.” she said. “But, I heard of this other girl who… did what you just asked me to do, and she said it was awful!”
“Well, how about if you just try it, and if you hate it, you can stop.” he suggested. “Please, I… I don’t know if I can stop myself!” he groaned, grabbing two handfuls of her hair and pulling her face toward his groin once more.
This time, she decided not to fight him, and opened her mouth. His cock slid right in as she closed and began sucking lightly. He groaned deep in his belly and pushed more of it between her lips, quickly filling her mouth with his man meat.
She choked a little as it slid toward the back of her throat, and he let go of her hair, allowing her to move back a little. She took a breath through her nose, then took a little more of his cock into her mouth of her own volition, deciding that it really wasn’t so bad as she had heard at school. She was still a little nervous about letting him come in her mouth, but the sucking part wasn’t so bad. She bobbed her head up and down on it, still sucking softly, until she felt it throb between her lips.
She drew her face back a little, letting it slip from between her lips as he hand found it again and began stroking it.
“Did you like that?” she whispered. He was gasping for breath, belly heaving. His hands went back onto her head and pushed it back down onto him. No sooner had she opened her lips to let it back in, he spurted his first jet right into her open mouth.
She tried to pull back, out of the way, but he pulled her mouth right down onto his shooting pole and filled it with his spunk. She tried to spit it out, but he was holding her head with both hands, and her whole mouth was full of cock, so she had no choice but swallow several mouthfuls of it to avoid choking.
“Ohh, yeah, just like that!” he sighed. “Are you sure you’ve never done this before?”
“Oh, gah, bleah!” she said, rolling over to spit and clear her mouth. “No, I’ve never done that before, honest.” she said. “Did I do it right?”
“Ohh, yeah, baby, that was fantastic!” he said. “Did you like doing it? Seems like you did, after a minute to get used to it.”
“Well, yeah, I guess so.” she said, sitting up. “It wasn’t as bad as I had heard, especially the way it tasted.” She wiped a little bit of it off the corner of her mouth and licked her finger. “It tastes pretty good, actually. I like it.”
“Oh, well, that’s a relief.” he said. “I was afraid you were going to tell on me for forcing you to do it.”
“I won’t tell.” she said. “You want to force me to do it again?”
“Oh, you noticed that, did you?” he grinned. He was still rock hard. Eighteen year old guys roll like that. “Do you want to suck it, or should we go to the next level?”
“What do you mean?” she asked, and then her eyes widened behind her glasses as he stroked her pussy with his fingers. “You mean…”
He nodded and kissed her again. “Are you ready?”
“Oh, well, I don’t know…” she said, meekly. His fingers dug into her as he fondled one of her nipples with his other hand, and she shuddered a little and drew in a shaky breath. “I’m ready.” she sighed, laying back down. “Just, uhm, try not to hurt me too much, okay?”
“Sure, but let’s get onto my bed, okay?” he asked. She held up her hand, and he helped her to her feet, then led her to his bed. She sat down on the edge of it, and he sat next to her.
“Are you sure you want to do this?” he asked. “I’m back in control of myself, and we can stop now, if you want to.”
She took his hand in hers and smiled at him. “You’re so sweet.” she told him, then shook her head. “No, I want to do this.” she said, laying down on her back and drawing up her legs onto the bed. “You started it; are you going to finish it?”
“Oh, man, I’ve been wanting to do this for a long time!” he said, grinning. “My friend Billy told me how good it was to have a girl all the way, and now I’m going to find out if he’s right!”
He got onto the bed with her, rolling on top of her as she opened her legs to either side of him. She could feel his hard-on laying against her belly like a red hot bar of iron. He looked down into her sightless eyes as he positioned himself to enter her virginal young body.
“Ohh, yeah, baby, get ready!” he sighed, then sank his throbbing manhood deep into her, piercing the flimsy membrane guarding the entrance to her womanhood. She arched her back under him, feeling his member open her deeply, penetrating to the very heart of her and igniting a fire deep in her belly.
“Ohh, yesss!!” she screamed, feeling his hard cock piercing into the very depths of her. The flare of pain from the tearing of her hymen was rapidly fading, and new, more powerful urges were taking over in her. She bucked her hips up into his to meet his thrusts, wrapping her legs around his back and using her heels to drive him deeper into her.
Her pussy gripped him like a silken fist, and he knew he wasn’t going to last very long inside her like this. He simply didn’t have the experience to hold back from the sensations flooding his body. Until this very moment, he, too, had been a virgin.
He knew the dangers of coming inside her; he didn’t want her getting pregnant, so at the very last moment, he pulled out and let his wad shoot onto her belly.
Grunting and gasping for breath, he rolled off her and lay on his back, chest heaving. She dipped her fingers into the mess of sticky goo on her belly and rubbed them together, then brought them up to her mouth and licked them off.
“Mmm, I really like the taste of your come.” she said, sitting up. “I want another taste.” She bent down and took his cock in her mouth once more, sucking gently and cleaning off all the juices left on it from his fucking of her. He gradually grew hard in her mouth again, but pushed her head off when she started bobbing her head and sucking on it in earnest.
“Don’t you want me to?” she asked him, surprised. “I thought you liked it?”
“Oh, yes, I do.” he replied. “I like it very much, but right now, there is something else I want to do to your delicious little body.” He got up on his knees and made her lay down on her belly, then he took his pillows and placed them under her belly.
“What are you doing?” she asked, mildly curious about this strange position he had put her in. It all became clear when she felt the head of his cock probing at her backdoor, though, and she just grunted when he pushed it inside. “Ohh, that feels weird.” she said.
“Does it hurt?” he asked, sinking it inside all the way to the root. He pulled it slowly back out, and felt her quiver with excitement. His hand slipped under her belly and rubbed her pussy, his index finger rubbing up and down her clit as he fucked her ass.
“No, not exactly.” she said. “Put it in the rest of the way. It kinda feels neat.” With a groan at how tight she was on him, he slowly thrust it balls deep into her asshole.
Again, he felt his balls tightening, and knew he was going to shoot again very soon, so he pulled out, rolled her onto her back, and straddled her stomach, jerking his cock in his fist with it pointed right at her face. She opened her mouth and bent her neck up as far as she could get it, trying to get his cock in her mouth, but it was still a tantalizing inch away. Her hand went up an pulled it closer to her open mouth
She felt it throb in her fist, and then a jet of white shot out of the tip of it and splattered her forehead, dripping down onto her nose and cheeks. With every stroke of her fist, another stream shot out and sprayed her face. She tried to catch as much of it in her mouth as she could, but she was a sticky, cum covered mess when he finally finished.
He opened his eyes and looked down at her, his come dripping off her face and onto her smallish breasts. It was everywhere, in her hair, all over her face, tits, and belly. He grinned at her as she wiped it off her face and licked her fingers clean.
“Guess you need a shower.” he said. She nodded, then held out her hand to be helped up.
“Yes, please.” she answered, getting to her feet. He led her to the bathroom and got the water in the shower started while she peed in the toilet. When she was done, he helped her get in the shower and started to go, but she clutched at his arm and stopped him.
“Don’t leave me alone, please!” she begged. “I don’t know my way around this bathroom, and I don’t want to fall.”
“Okay, I’ll stay.” he promised, but just as he said it, they both heard the doorbell sound downstairs. Two seconds after the chimes repeated themselves, the phone rang, too. She didn’t look happy about it, but she let go of his arm.
“Go.” she sighed. “I guess I’ll manage, somehow.”
“I have to get the door and the phone, but then I promise I’ll be right back here to help you out, I promise.” he told her, going to the door. “I’ll be right back, promise.”
“Well, I’m holding you to it.” she called out as he left.
He went downstairs after ducking back into his room real quick to pull his boxers back on. He got downstairs, saw the message light on the phone flashing, then heard the door chimes ring again just before he got to the door.

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End of the world – Chapter 4

When Mary, my oldest daughter, ran into the kitchen and asked if she could go out and see the people, I sat there trying to figure out what game she was playing. It never occurred to me that she might be talking about real people. We had been alone here for so many years. I had not even thought about other people in several years.
I just sat there speechless for the longest time. What could she be talking about? What people? Was this just a kid’s game with imaginary players? Just as I was about to ask her about it, another of the children, Janice, ran in shouting, “There are people out by the barn”.
I got up and went to the window followed by mom. Everyone else crowded around behind us. Sure enough, there were four people over by the barn. They were just standing there in a group watching the house. There were two kids and a woman standing in front, and a man standing behind them. They were not making any attempt to hide. They just stood there, watching, waiting. The man appeared to be forty or so, around mom’s age. I guessed the woman might be thirty. She definitely looked younger than my mom. The other two were young teenage girls and were probably thirteen or fourteen.
The man was white and very stocky, about the same height as me. The woman was a light skinned black and very slender. She reminded me of someone I had seen on one of our movies but I could not remember the name. I guessed one of the girls might be her daughter. She had the same shade of skin and body type. The other girl was Asian. I thought they were a pretty odd group to be together. They did not seem a very likely family.
They were all wearing clothes; shirts, pants and shoes. Except for winter we pretty much never wore clothes. It was late spring, and already warm, so we were all naked. I could also see that the man had a rifle that he held close to his leg. If I had not looked close I would have missed it. They also had backpacks, and a few yards behind them I spotted a cart that had bags and boxes stacked in it. The man put one hand to his mouth, “Hello the house”.
I started to turn to get out of the pack by the window, “I guess I should go out and see what they want”.
Mom took my arm and pulled me back. “Dan. We need to be careful here. He is armed”, she had seen the rifle. “We don’t know where they came from or what they want. But our biggest problem is what if they carry the virus? One touch from them could wipe us all out”.
I looked back at the man, and then at the rifle. “I’ll go out and see what he wants”.
Mom stopped me again, “Just go on the porch. Don’t let them approach you. They need to stay a good distance away. I just hope that is enough”. She turned to Terri, “Terri. You are the best shot here. I want you to take a rifle, go out the back door and around behind the woodpile. If you can don’t let them see you. I want you to cover Dan. If the man makes a threatening move I want you to shoot him”.
Terri, still looking out the window said, “I don’t like him”.
I almost laughed. “How can you say that? We don’t know anything about them”.
She looked back at me. “Look how they are standing”.
I looked back at the group. “You don’t like him because how he stands”?
She looked at me a bit exasperated, “No, not how he stands, it’s where he is standing. The women are in front. He is behind them, like he is using them as a shield”.
I looked back out. “I see what you mean. But it might not mean anything”. I did not want to make a big point of it in front of the others but she had something there. Terri was pretty sharp.
Terri looked back at me, “Don’t worry Dan. I won’t let him do anything”. Then Terri went over to the gun closet, pulled her rifle out, made sure it was loaded and walked to the backdoor. She stood there waiting for me to go out. “Give me a minute to get in position before you go out”.
When I got to the door I stopped and looked back around the room. All the kids and my sisters were at the windows staring at the strangers. This was huge for the kids. They had never seen another person outside of the family. Hell, we did not know there was another person outside the family.
Just as I was about to open the door mom touched my arm to stop me. “When you are talking to them, we are your wives, not your mother and sisters”. I must have had a hurt look on my face, that was how I felt, because she immediately said, “No, I’m not ashamed. If you think about it, we are your wives. But anyway, I want him to see us as yours. We are an intact family. I don’t know what his intentions are. I don’t want him to think there might be opportunities for him here”.
I opened the door and stepped outside, mom followed me. Before I could stop them, Megan and Shelly stepped outside also. I motioned for them to go back in but they both shook their heads and stayed. Both mom and Shelly were pregnant and almost ready to deliver. I did not think it was the safest place for them but I had to admit, he certainly could not miss the fact that we were a family.
They had not moved. I raised a hand in a greeting and the man waved back but stayed where he was. I remained silent. I wanted him to begin. After a few seconds he began, “Hello. We saw your smoke. At first we thought there was a fire but we should check it out. We have not seen another person in so many years. Can we come in”? As he said that he reached forward and nudged the kids and they took a step forward. I immediately held up my hand and they stopped. “Okay, would you happen to have some extra food you can spare”?
I finally spoke up for the first time, “Yes, we have some food. Where are you from”?
“Thanks. We are from Virginia. We have been slowly walking across country for years now. We explored and looked for people all the way but we never saw a soul. For the first few years all we saw was bodies. Now we don’t even see that. My family lived down there in the valley. We stopped there. I hoped, but they are gone too. How did you all escape the virus”?
It was the crux of the matter, what we both wanted to know. “We were up here before it happened. We stayed here and did not see anyone until everything was over. We have never visited another farm and we’ve never gone down to the town below”. I waited for a moment and then asked, “And you”?
The woman started to answer but the man grabbed her arm and she stopped. Then he replied, “Kind of the same thing as you. We were all in a wilderness retreat. We were the only ones there. We did not even know what was happening until it was all over”.
I was curious about one thing, “You have been walking through towns and have had no problems”?
“You mean the virus? No, it must be over now. I guess that explains the lack of clothes on you people. I mean, you’re staying here and not visiting a town”.
The four of us had been standing there talking with them in the nude.
“Can we come up to the house now”?
Mom spoke up for the first time, “No. We need to talk first”.
We turned around to face each other. “The fact that they are here does not mean the virus is gone. They could be carriers. That is, they could have the virus but do not get sick. They just pass it on to others”. Mom had a good point.
“But how can we tell”?
“One of use needs to spend time with them. It works fast. Two days should be enough time to tell”.
Megan turned to mom, “You mean one of us could die if they have the virus”.
She nodded. “Our choices are limited. Either we send them away or we have to test to see if it is safe. The only way we have of testing is to expose someone”.
I spoke up, “I’ll go”. It did not seem right to have one of the girls go. The man should protect them. It also seemed unreasonable to send away the first people we encounter.
Megan then put up a hand to stop me. “No. It should be me”. Before any of us could say anything she continued, “Mom, you and Shelly are both about to deliver. It would not be fair to the babies if something happened to you. And Dan, don’t be such a guy. You are the only man we have, and you are the father to all those kids back there. It can’t be Susan. She is the one mom has been teaching to be a nurse. And Terri is the one with the gun over there covering us. And we certainly cannot send one of our babies out there. It has to be me”.
I could not think of a single point to refute but I felt bad about not being the one to protect them instead of the other way around. I finally just nodded. Mom told her to go and get several days worth of food packed. We turned around to the group waiting for us. “What are your names”?
“I’m John, this is Sharon and the two kids are Janelle and Myoku. And you are”?
“I’m Dan. This is” and I had to stop and think. I had not heard mom’s name since dad had used it, what, fifteen years ago or so. With the slight pause I added “Meredith, and this is Shelly and that was Megan who went back inside”.
They started to walk towards us and I held up my hand to stop them a second time. “We still have a concern about the virus. You might be carriers. We have talked it over and the plan is to have one of us stay with you for a couple of days to be sure there is no problem, a quarantine of sorts”.
If a few minutes Megan returned. She gave each of us a long hug and then we watched as Megan joined them. They pulled a tent out of their cart, set it up and then sat around on the ground and talked. We gave stern warnings to the kids that they were off limits for a couple of days. After a while the novelty of just watching them wore off. Terri had rejoined us earlier and we sat around in the kitchen and discussed what to do. After some heated discussion it was decided that if they were not carrying the virus they could stay here with us for a while. Take some time to see if they were compatible with our group. If not they would be asked to move on. Terri, who had disliked the man from the start, argued to have them move on now.
After a couple of days Terri was showing no sign of the virus infection. From what we saw on news reports from when we were little, we knew it took about a day after first exposure before you knew you were infected. Blood vessels throughout your body would simple fall apart. You would turn black from all the internal bleeding. You had total organ failure. After three days we decided it was safe and they came up to the house to meet us. While the adults met in the kitchen to talk, all the kids were out on the porch talking with Janelle and Myoku. It took about fifteen minutes for the kids to begin calling Myoku, Mikey. Our kids had never seen anyone with different skin color outside of a book so they were constantly touching the new girl’s skin.
In the kitchen we decided they could use a bunkhouse we had out past the barn. It had several bunk beds in it and a wood stove that could be used for heat and cooking. Future plans could be worked on later. At the worst they could stay through the summer and winter and then move on. I thought it might be a good idea if they stayed with us. It would give us some genetic diversity plus it would be good for mom. There would be two people she could relate to, one her age and the other close to her age.
Later that night, after the kids had been put down, it was just my sisters, mom and I seated around the kitchen table. We had been bugging Megan for more information about them and she had been putting us off until later. Later had finally arrived.
“Here is what I remember, and a few things that I read between the lines. Sharon was married to a man who was much older than her”.
Several of us interrupted asking where the husband was.
“If you will all be quiet I’ll get to that. Janelle and Myoku were foster kids of his. They went on a trip into this wilderness area and that is where they met John. He hired out as a guide and he took them up to this small lodge that was way out in the middle of nowhere. They were the only people there. Food had been stocked there for guests. The guests were expected to hunt for meat.
They had a radio but hardly ever used it. When they got there they knew about the problems in Asia but they were out of touch when the virus took over. The radio was a hit and miss thing because they were out in the middle of the mountains.
When they finally heard about the virus spreading it was pretty much all over everywhere. They decided to wait it out there. Then it was like it was for us. They just did not hear anything on the radio anymore. Then something happened to Sharon’s husband and he died. They did not say much about it, John changed the subject whenever I asked. I’m guessing that he does not like having the subject of her husband brought up because she is with him now”.
I wanted to know, “What happened to the husband? How did he die”?
“From what Sharon said before John stopped her, I think he and John were on a hunting trip and he had an accident”.
The mystery somewhat explained, we moved on. Everyone seemed to like the girls. We were all undecided about John. He was not very friendly or outgoing. We probably just had to get used to him.
Over the next few weeks, life slowly settled back to normal. Mom and Shelly delivered their babies, both healthy boys. John and Sharon joined in our work. Janelle and Mikey joined in with my sisters though they spent most of their time with Terri. That seemed only natural since they were the closest in age.
Since Terri walked around nude all the time Janelle and Mikey started doing the same. You could see they were shy about it at first, especially around me but in a few days they were over it. John and Sharon were a bit more conservative. The best they could do was to drop down to shorts and shoes. Sharon began going around topless. It was obvious she had not had children. While all my women showed the signs of repeated breastfeeding, Sharon’s breasts, while full, rode high on her and really stuck out. Several times she had caught me staring at them. She would frown, look towards John if he was around, and shake her head. It had me a bit confused. Was she saying, not while he was around, or don’t, because he won’t like it. I finally got over it. I had enough breasts around me day and night to keep me satisfied. But I’m a guy. I had to look.
I was out mending a fence about a month after they arrived when Terri came up behind me. “What are you doing”?
If I had been wearing shoes I would have jumped out of them. “Don’t do that. You are the quietest person I know. I ought to but a bell around your neck”.
She was not amused. “John makes me nervous”.
“What do you mean”?
“He is always watching me. I’ll be working and find him looking at me. And he looks up and down my body. I don’t like it. I would put on clothes but I don’t like the idea of having to do that just because of him”.
“Are you sure you’re not reading too much into this? You did not like him from the beginning”.
“No it’s not that. I’ve talked to my sisters and he does not hang around them. Sometimes I go and swim alone. Afterwards I’ll lie out in the sun for a while. Several times now I’ve seen him up behind some trees watching me. I had on sunglasses so I don’t think he knows I saw him”.
“Do you want me to talk to him”?
“No. I think you should let me shoot him”.
I laughed.
“I’m serious. If I don’t now, I will just have to do it later”.
“Come on Terri. You can’t just shoot him. If this gets worse we’ll ask them to leave. In the meantime give me a day or so to figure out how to handle this. I’ll talk to him. I just need some time to figure out what to say”.
“Okay. He’s up with Megan and Susan working in the corn. I’ll go take my swim now while he’s out of the way. I’ll work on just staying away from him”.
With and “Okay” she left and I decided to go to my workshop in the barn. I wanted to get away from everyone and give this some thought. About a year ago I found I needed a retreat where I could get away from everyone for short periods. As much as I loved the girls and my kids, sometimes I needed some time to my self. God help me, with twenty three kids, I really needed some time. So I had made a room for myself out of the workshop in the barn. I had a small bed and a couple of chairs in there. Every now and then I would just sack out there. The girls knew when I was there that I wanted to be alone and they respected it.
When I got there I went over to the bed and lay down. This was going to be a thorny problem. Could it be fixed or should we have them leave? Was it possible to fix it? John was a difficult person. He did not mix with us much. Sharon and the girls were great. We would miss them if they left.
As I was running possible scenarios through my head, the door opened. Janelle and Mikey walked in. What do they want? Of course they don’t know the rules about this room. Before I could get up, they walked right up to the bed and sat on each side facing me near my feet. “What are you girls doing here? Do you need something”?
Janelle smiled at me, “Yes we do need something”. She put a hand out and lightly ran it up my thigh from my knee to my hip and then back down. “And I see you have it”.
I about swallowed my heart. It was obvious what she wanted. I looked over at Mikey, and while she was not as forward as Janelle, she was smiling also. “I think you girls had better go before John comes around”.
Mikey answered, “Oh we don’t have to worry about him. He sent us over”. Then she put her hand out and laid it on the middle of my thigh with her fingers laying tantalizingly down the inside of my thigh. “Oh look, it moved!”
I didn’t have to look. I knew what moved. My cock had been laying off at a 90 degree angle. Now it was 45 degrees. Both girls moved their heads closer to watch for any further developments. I wanted to distract them but they both looked so beautiful. They both looked so different from what I had grown used to. Mikey with her small breasts and Asian features and Janelle with her large breasts and dark skin.
“Look it’s big”. I looked down and I was now fully erect. I was now pointing straight at me and up off my stomach. Janelle reached out with a hand and grabbed me near the head. That gave Mikey the courage to reach out. She grabbed me at the base and with her other hand began pushing my balls around.
For a moment I just sighed and lay back in the bed and enjoyed the moment. Then I remembered John. He could get violent if he found us. These were his women. “You girls have to stop before John finds us”.
“We told you. John sent us over. He wanted us to be friendly with you”.
“I don’t think this is what he meant be being friendly”.
“He did not tell us not to”.
I did not need much persuasion. That was good enough for me. I had two girls running their hands all over my legs and up to my chest while keeping a firm grip on my cock. I had lost quite a bit of blood flow to my brain so I might be forgiven if I was not thinking to clearly at the moment.
As I was lying there I heard Mikey say “I’ve seen Mom do this to John”. The bed shifted as she moved. The hand on the top of my cock left and was then replaced with a warm, wet mouth. I looked up and saw Mikey’s head going up and down on me. Whatever reluctance I had with the girls was now officially gone. I was theirs to do with as they wished. She began running her tongue around the head and moved her mouth up and down as she did it. I heard Janelle say with some anger in her voice, “John tried to get me to do that one night after Mom went to sleep but Mom woke up and stopped him”.
Janelle turned and moved up closer to me. I reached out to her and cupped her breasts with my hands. When I touched her she pushed herself hard against my hands. She closed her eyes, “That feels so nice”.
I let one hand trail down her stomach until I reached between her legs. She moved up closer so I could reach better and ended up with her breasts in my face. While I sucked a nipple into my mouth I began moving my fingers around on her pussy. She gasped, “Oh god. Maybe I should have let him”. She was getting very wet. I was torn between letting Mikey finish me and having Janelle slide down so I could slide into her. I then realized I could also reach Mikey with my other hand. She was facing away from me still bobbing up and down on my cock. As I reached out to rub Mikey’s pussy Janelle whispered, “Are you going to fuck me”?
“In a little bit”. My hand reached Mikey’s knee. I slowly caressed my way up from her knee until it reached her pussy. I moved it around her sparse pubic hair and then made my way to the lips of her pussy. She was as wet as Janelle. I pushed my finger against her lips and they parted. I put a finger inside her. It was so hot and tight. I had been making love to women these last several years that had all had multiple births. A really tight pussy was a distant memory, until now. She moaned and pushed back against my finger. I almost laughed as a thought flashed through my mind. It was something like a saying my mom used sometimes. Something about two bushes in the hand worth one bird.
I was trying to decide which girl should be fucked first when that familiar boiling and tingling feeling began in my balls. “I’m going to cum”.
Janelle moved down quickly to Mikey saying, “I want to see. Move your mouth”.
I thought, “Oh, please don’t move your mouth”.
Mikey moved her mouth away but continued moving her hand up and down my cock. It was just a few seconds longer before I felt the cum launching out of me. Both girls gave a squeal as the first stream shot up into the air. Mikey was leaning too far out and it hit her in the forehead and a second hit her in the cheek. Janelle laughed at her so Mikey pointed me at Janelle. A stream caught her in her in her mouth while she was laughing and another got her on the nose. Now Mikey was also laughing.
I watched as Janelle moved her tongue around in her mouth tasting my cum. Mikey, with cum dripping down her face, asked, “What does it taste like”?
“I don’t know how to describe it. It’s just different. Not bad. See for yourself. You have some on your lip”.
The cum had dripped down from her forehead to her lips. The shot that hit her cheek was now dripping down in a long cum rope to her breasts. Mikey stuck her tongue out and licked her lips and then sucked it into her mouth. I watched as she swished it around in her mouth and then swallowed.
They both moved up in the bed so that they were laying next to me. Janelle moved her hand very gently around in circles on my chest. “Terri said you first fucked her when she was thirteen. We are both fifteen. So we are old enough. Who do you want to fuck first? Mikey already got you to cum so I think it should be me”?
As I was trying to think of my answer the door swung open, “Janelle, Myoku, are you in here”? Sharon stepped into the room. Both girls jumped up leaving me flat on the bed with a semi-erect dick. My heart fell as I looked up. Both girls still had cum dripping down on their faces.
“What are you doing in here”? It must have been obvious what we had been doing. “Oh no. John is going to be so angry. How could you do this to me? You know he takes these things out on me”.
“It’s okay mom. John sent us over”.
“What do you mean he sent you over”?
“He said he had some things to do and told us to come over and be nice to Dan. He said we could learn some things”.
Sharon turned to me. Fortunately I was completely deflated by now. “Dan. Where is Terri”?
Why would she be asking about Terri? “I think she went swimming a while ago. Why”?
“I think you should go check on her”.
“I’m sure she is fine. She swims alone all the time. We all do”.
“Dan. That’s not the point. I think you should go check on her”.
Then it hit me. “Where’s John”?
“Go check on her”.
I jumped up and started to jog towards our swimming hole. I went just a few steps when I stopped and then ran up to the house. The gun closet was always kept locked now with so many kids around. It took me a minute to unlock it. I grabbed a revolver, checked to be sure it was loaded, relocked the cabinet and then started running for the swimming hole. As I got close I could hear yelling. I could not tell what was being said but it sounded like Terri and it was intense.
As I reached the rise above our spot I slowed down and then walked through the trees to where I could see. I wanted to know what I was walking in on. I could now hear Terri’s voice fairly clearly. “John. Stop! Get out of me”!
When I stepped around the last tree I could see them on the ground with their feet towards me. John was naked and on top of her. He was holding both of her arms stretched out with his and he had her body pinned to the ground with his. Terri had her legs up in the air and was trying to kick him while his hips were moving up and down driving his cock into her. I could hear him grunting as he rammed into her. He was raping her!
I quickly walked down and approached them from behind. As I got behind him Terri saw me but did not say anything. I put the barrel of the gun against the back of his neck and pulled the hammer back. With the click he froze.
“Get off her”.
He let go of her hands and rolled off to a side. Terri jumped up. I could see tears in her eyes but her face was cold. She reached out to me. “Give me the gun”.
“Go on back to the house”.
“Give me the gun. I told you I would have to kill him”.
“Go back and see mom”.
She looked down at John. “Don’t come near me again. If I see you again I will have a gun and I will kill you. Ask Dan if you don’t believe me”. Then she walked away.
I squatted down out of arms reach of him. The gun was still cocked. He looked very anxious. I was not sure of what I was going to do. “You know, I should have let her. The only reason I didn’t is that you have a family to take care of, though they might be better off without you. But that is not my decision to make”.
“Dan. I’m so sorry. I don’t know what came over me. It’s just that you have all these kids. We have been trying to have kids for this whole time and nothing. She is barren. She tells me the two kids are still too young and I have to wait. And then I see you here with all these…”. And then his voice trailed off. “I’m sorry. We’ll go”.
“No. It is too late for you to go right now. We thought you might settle in the valley here, be our neighbors, but now I thing it would be a good idea for you to move on much farther away. You will not have the time right now. Winter comes pretty quick here. You will stay around the bunkhouse. Sharon and the girls can work with us but you need to stay away. She meant it when she said she’d kill you. She is an excellent shot, better than I am and much more cold-blooded. You want to stay far away from her”.
I could see anger flare in his face and just as quickly pass. I’ll need to watch him. He does not like being told what to do. “Okay. That sounds like a good idea. We should move on as soon as the weather is good. We had not really planned on staying in this area anyway”.
I stood and took a couple of steps back. I looked at him for a few seconds trying to assess what was going through his mind but his face was blank. I turned and left him there, tapping the ground with one hand.
When I got back to the house Terri was in Mom’s bedroom; she was comforting Terri.
“They will be staying here through winter and then be leaving. They won’t be settling in the valley. I thought it would be best if they completely left the area”.
Mom nodded. “It’s too bad about the girls though. They would be welcome. I hate to think what it must be like living with him. I’ll miss Sharon. It was nice having someone around who knows the old world, someone to talk to about stuff”.
I left them there and returned to the workshop. When I walked in I could still detect the odor of sex in the air. The bed remained askew. I kept thinking back to Janelle’s question, “Who do you want to fuck first”? I wasn’t sure then. Now I knew it could not happen. They would be leaving in the spring.
The next two months were very tense. I saw little of John and avoided him when I did see him. Terri walked around everywhere. I suspected she was deliberately trying to have an encounter with John. She always carried a small bag with her. I had no doubt about what was in the bag. John had his meals with Sharon in their quarters in the bunkhouse. Janelle and Mikey came around to the barn a couple of times when they knew I was there and John was too far away to catch them. I gave them a brief hello and sent them on their way. It was not easy, as every time I saw them some very pleasurable memories would return. Unfortunately for me, it also brought back all the guilt I felt over my getting a blowjob while Terri was getting raped. Plus, the only reason for the blowjob was to give him the opportunity.
The two girls were very much like Terri in that they could be very quiet. They were always sneaking up on me. If I did not see them coming, my first clue they were even nearby would be Mikey or Janelle rubbing their breasts against my back.
“Whatcha doin”? They had done it again. I was sharpening our scythes and I almost cut myself when they startled me. I could feel Mikey behind me, or rather; I could feel her two nipples poking me in the back. I stepped forward to put some distance between us and then turned around. I had learned my lesson earlier about just turning around. The first time I had done that, I found Mikey in front of me pushing forward so that her breasts were right in my hands. She was not a tall girl. I knew she was somewhere under five feet. She was not that much taller than my oldest children.
“I’m just sharpening some tools. They get dull fast. You need to leave. I have told you too many times you cannot come in here with me. If your Dad sees you with me you know your mother has a hard time with him”. As I finished, I motioned that she should leave.
Her face turned dark, “Don’t call him my dad. He is not my dad”. She just looked at me and then turned and left without saying anything else. Boy, I hit a nerve there.
I stepped over to the door, staying in the shadows and watched her butt sway as she walked away. Thank god this erection did not start while we were back in the barn together. I might not have been able to get her to leave, or worse, I might not have let her leave.
When she was out of sight I returned and slowly worked through all the tools that needed sharpening. It was pretty much an excuse to be away from everyone. I knew the tension with John was spilling over to how I was reacting with my family. I had been short with several of the kids over the last week.
Just as it started getting dark Terri brought out some dinner for me. It was Saturday and our “guests” always came up to the house to eat with us on Saturdays. This gave her a good excuse not to be there when John arrived. She sat and tried to draw me out in conversation but I was not in the mood so she finally left. For the next hour I sat there and thought about the situation; how can it be resolved? I finally decided that since he is going to be here for a few more months maybe I should break the ice with him and we can make the best of a bad situation. I’ll try tomorrow.
It was long after dinner when I left the barn for the house. In the dark I thought I saw someone outside by the bunkhouse but it was hard to see. Thinking it might be John, I decided to go over and just say hello. Maybe that can be the first step to our being at least civil.
As I approached the building I could see there was no one outside. There were lights on inside but curtains covered the windows so I could not see anyone. I was just turning to leave when I heard a sharp sound from inside followed by a cry. It sounded like a hand slapping skin. I turned back around and stepped closer to the window. It was open because of the heat and I could hear low voices coming through it.
“I told you to stay away him”. It was John and I could hear the anger in his voice. He must have seen Mikey enter or leave the barn this afternoon. “I just wanted to talk to him”. It was Mikey. “No, Please”. I heard the slapping again followed by Mikey beginning to cry. “If you just wanted to talk then why were you naked”? I did not hear Mikey reply. She finally choked out “We all go around like that now. I didn’t do it for him”.
I heard a noise some distance behind me. When I turned around I saw Sharon and Janelle walking towards me. It was dark and I was far enough away that I did not think they saw me. I stepped behind a tree and waited for them to pass me and go inside.
When the door closed I started to walk away. I stopped when I heard Sharon exclaim, “Why did you hit this girl”? There were some low sounds that I could not make out then Sharon spoke up again, “Don’t raise your hand to me. You hit me again and I’ll never sleep with you again. And you’ll never get to sleep with these girls either”.
When I got to the house I kept what I had heard that night to myself. I said goodnight to the kids that were still up and then went into my bedroom. When I opened the door I could see someone in my bed. As I got closer I saw it was Terri. She had fallen asleep waiting for me. It was a bit of a surprise. She had not slept with me since John attacked her. I thought perhaps she was now put off by men, me included. I was also afraid she had found out about the diversion I had fallen for and blamed me. When I got in bed she turned over and put her arms around me. With a very sleepy voice she said, “I’ve missed you. It’s time for me to get pregnant but I’m tired. Do you mind if we wait until morning”?
I was relieved. She was not mad at me. “No, it’s fine. I’m just glad to have you here”. She quickly fell back asleep. With her head on my shoulder, I followed her a few minutes later.
The next morning she kept her promise. We made love very slowly. It started with us laying on our sides with her back to me. When I entered her she reached down and pushed me deeper into her with the flat of her hand. Once I was buried in her she gently grabbed my balls and pulled them towards her with each stroke. I had my arms around her and was caressing her from her breasts down into her pubic hair. While I was lightly running my fingers in her hair she reached up, took my hand and moved it lower. With her fingers on top of mine she pushed my fingers against her clitoris. It was plain that she did not want me to move my fingers. She wanted to move my fingers for me. As my fingers were moved around I could also feel my shaft against them, slowly sliding in and out of her. As the feeling was building up in me I wanted to speed up but I held back. I knew she needed this. The slow easy lovemaking was helping her.
A while later she turned over and then pulled at me to get on top of her. “I think you are ready now. I know I am. Give me a good fucking. I want to remember only you ever being on top of me”.
As I lifted up to get on top of her she pulled her feet up the bed towards her butt, bending her knees. She then spread her knees out until they were almost flat on the bed. I was still in a bit of a tender mood so I was moving slowly. I was finally on top of her but I had not entered her yet. My cock was right at the entrance. I could feel her pelvis straining to get down to me. With frustration in her voice she asked, “Did you not understand me? I said I wanted a good fucking. Now fuck me”.
I needed no further words of encouragement. I pushed forward and ran into her right up to the hilt. She gave a loud gasp. “That’s what I need. That feels so good. Not only did he make me mad, he has a little dick”.
I began thrusting faster in and out of her. She had both arms around me and was pulling me down tight against her on the bed. Each time I reached bottom she let out a gasp. I could feel her head move up on the bed as each stoke hit her. After another stroke I heard her say “Harder”.
I almost laughed. “I can’t get any harder”.
“I know. I’m the one down here. I meant fuck me harder”.
I picked up speed slamming hard into her. She had hooked her legs around my waist so she was tight against me as I pushed her down into the bed. The springs were really earning their pay. “Yes. That’s it Danny. More. More. Right……there”. She arched her body hard against mine and she dug her nails into my back. And then her pussy clamped down on me. That was all I could take. I pushed as deep as I could in her, and I did not so much release the sperm in her as it just all shot out of me into her. It was like one long continuous ejaculation.
We were both spent and just laid there trying to catch our breath. Finally she smiled and pushed at me. “Hey you need to get off of me. Remember I’m the little kid sister. You are squashing me”.
I let my weight sag down a bit. I was not above rising to the bait with my little sister. Even if I was on top of her with my cock still buried in her. But I was really happy to see that her sense of humor had returned.
“Hey, you are squashing me, I can’t breathe”.
But being the nice big brother I am, I lifted my weight off of her and then rolled over to the side. She followed me and put one leg up on mine and an arm across my chest. “That was very nice. I would let you do it to me again if I thought we would survive”.
Over the next few weeks, as summer was coming to an end, my bedroom became a case of musical chairs with Terri, Megan and Susan. They were all trying to get pregnant quickly so that they could deliver before summer began again. They had all learned that the heat of summer was not a great time to be walking around with a swollen belly. Mom and Shelly had delivered just a few months ago and wanted a break. I did not mind at all. Just the three women kept me busy day and night. I also learned to check the bed before I got in. On a couple of different occasions I found either Janelle or Mikey, naked in my bed, waiting for me. It took some real willpower to send them off. It is not easy to pull the covers back on your bed, find a beautiful naked, extremely willing, young girl, and then send her away.
The weather had just started to turn cooler when mom approached me and said I needed to get a few hunting trips in. I had not given it much thought during the summer. The arrival of our new people, and all the work we had this summer had completely occupied my mind. Mom suggested I take John. She said they could use the meat when they left and it would get him away for a while. That would allow Janelle, Mikey and Sharon to relax with the rest of our family before they had to leave.
I told her I would ask, but I didn’t know if he would take me up on it. We were not exactly hunting buddies. Since I was not so keen on the idea I did not search him out for a few days. When I finally explained mom’s idea to him, leaving out the part about the girls relaxing without him, he surprised me by saying “That’s a great idea. And she is right. We could use the meat when we leave. When do you want to go”?
I was not ready for that question. I had so firmly believed he would not be interested I had not given it any thought. “Well, I will have several trips this fall so it should be pretty soon”.
“How about we leave tomorrow”?
I did not really have any reason not to so I said, “Okay. I travel light. Change of clothes, sometimes we have bad weather this time of year. A pup tent. Food for a couple of days. We will leave around 5AM tomorrow. It will take us almost all day to get where I hunt. I use a bow by the way”.
He gave me a funny look. “I’ve never used a bow so I’ll just take my rifle. I’m pretty good with it. I’ll see you by the barn in the morning”. He left, walking towards the bunkhouse.
In the morning, as I began to get out of bed, Terri rolled over and gave me a hug. “Are you sure you don’t want me to shoot him now? It could save you a lot of trouble”.
I hugged her back. “No, if he needs shooting I’ll do it for you”.
She turned back over and with a very sleepy voice said, “Don’t take all my fun away”. I kissed her on the forehead and she was already back asleep.
It was going to be cold in the mountains so I dressed appropriately. When I left I found John sitting by the barn waiting for me. It looked like he had everything he needed in a backpack. As I walked up I said, “It looks like you’re ready. Lets’ hit the trail”.
Little was said as we walked. Daylight found us miles from home. As we walked around one ridge I pointed out a couple of roads John’s family would take on their way to the San Joaquin Valley. It was where he said they would be going come spring.
It was evening when we finally arrived where I usually camped. We made some dinner, put up our tents and I immediately went to sleep. The next morning I found John already up. “While you were sleeping this morning I saw a large herd of deer move across that side of the mountain over there and then go over the top. There were several really good sized deer in it. Now you are probably better with that bow than I am with this rifle,” though the look on his face said otherwise, “but since some of this meat is for us I would like to be responsible for getting a couple of the deer”.
It sounded reasonable to me. Any man would want to be responsible for providing for his family. “How do you want to do it”?
“Well I’ve been thinking about that for the last hour, waiting for you to wake”. He pointed over to where the deer had moved through. “It has not been very long. I bet they are on the other side of that ridge feeding. There is a technique that has worked really well for me in Virginia. There is a deer trail over there”. He pointed behind me. “I want you to follow it. I think it will take you right around to the other side of this mountain.
While you are doing that I’m going to move over to where the deer moved up. I’ll be positioned about fifty yards below that ridge. It should take you about an hour to get there. When you do, just start walking up the mountain making noise. The deer will hear you and flush out in front of you. When they break over the top I’ll pick a couple of good ones and drop them”.
I could not find any fault with his plan. It seemed very reasonable. I picked up my bow and quiver and took a step towards the deer trail. “Do you need those”? I stopped and turned. He was pointing at my bow.
“Yes. You never know what you’ll meet here. I lost my dad years ago to a bear. Plus, I might get a chance for something after you get yours. If they cross back over the ridge I might drop something”. He nodded and I turned and began following the trail.
It was a rough trail in parts but he was right, it seemed to be working its way horizontally around the mountain. If it stayed this way I should end up right where he wanted me. It took me almost exactly an hour to reach a point that I thought was equal to where he would be waiting on the other side. I began walking up, not trying to be quiet. I was not deliberately making noise but I knew I was being loud enough to flush any deer. It was very rough going on this side except for one part that flattened out. There was even a pretty deep stream that ran down the mountain. I was lucky I did not have to cross it to get where I wanted. The stream had steep sides and there was one waterfall drop that I could see where it fell onto rocks below. It looked rough but it was pretty.
As I continued making my way up I hoped I was moving the deer up. I had not seen anything or heard anything but this side was pretty heavily wooded. With my luck they probably moved sideways around the mountain instead of going back over the top. I had reached a point about sixty yards from the top when I stopped and leaned against a tree for a breather. The steep climb had really tired me out. I was just getting ready to push off and resume my climb when suddenly the tree I was leaning against exploded next to my face. My face was peppered with bark as I fell backwards on the ground. Just a moment later the sound of the rifle shot rolled down to me. Damn. He’s not a hunter. He shoots at any movement. What is he doing on this side? Did I take too long climbing up?
I was trying to blink pieces of bark out of my eyes when I heard his voice, “Dan? Are you okay? Where are you”?
Laying on my back I called out to him, “You dumb shit! That was not a deer. You almost hit me”. I was almost able to see again. I began rolling over so I could get up.
His voice seemed closer now as he called out to me, “Are you okay? I thought I saw a deer. I didn’t hit you did I? Stand up so I can see you”?
I stood up and looked up the hill to see where he was. “No, you did not hit me. I’m okay. I just got hit with some bark”. I knew he was not too far away by the sound of his voice earlier, but I could not see him walking down towards me. As I scanned above me I saw something flash to one side. I looked closer and I spotted John standing against a tree. Then I saw what flashed. He had the rifle up pointed at me. It was the sun reflecting off the scope that I saw. I jumped towards the tree and actually heard the shot pass right next to my cheek. As the sound of the shot came to me I was moving from tree to tree working my way back downhill. I took a chance after about twenty five yards and looked back to see him working his way downhill after me. When he saw me stop and look back he quickly raised the rifle but I moved into some dense trees so he did not have a clear shot.
A couple of times the trees thinned out and he took a quick shot at me. I heard the shell hit trees but I was lucky so far. He must have lost me a couple of times as he would call out to me to try and get me to reveal where I was. The last time he was really close to me. “Dan, you might as well come out. I’ll get you eventually. If you come out now and don’t make me work too hard I’ll make it easy on you. One shot. You won’t even feel it. You make me run you down this mountain and it will just make me mad. Don’t be like Frank. He made me work. I was not very nice to him in the end. I’ll put a couple in your legs and arms. Then I’ll gut shoot you and just leave you here. You might even meet that bear that got your father”.
Who the hell is Frank? Then I remembered Terri’s story. John had gone hunting with Sharon’s husband and he did not return.
Very quietly I began moving down again. From the sound I knew I was near the stream. Maybe it would give me a way out. When I reached it I saw that it would be no help. The chasm was too wide to jump across and the sides were too steep to get down. Then an idea came to me. I took the quiver off my belt. I took most the arrows out and spread them around on the ground like they had fallen. I kept five of the arrows and dropped the quiver on the ground. Looking up and down the stream I picked the high side as having the best field of view. I walked up slowly making sure I was not leaving tracks. I found a spot between two trees that shielded me pretty well but still left me with a good view of where I had dropped the arrows.
When I heard the first twig break I took a step back between the trees, notched an arrow and pulled the string back to my cheek. I knew I would have to hold it until he showed himself. I could not risk him seeing any movement. After a minute there was no sign of him. My arms were beginning to burn. He must have gone another way and is not coming here at all. Just as I was about to lower the bow John stepped out from behind a tree. How long had he been standing there? He walked over to the side of the stream and looked down. He stepped back, picked up a couple of arrows and then tossed them over the side down into the water. “Well Dan, you should have listened to me. I told you I would have given you an easier way out. A fall down into those rocks couldn’t have been much fun”. And then he laughed.
I was not totally sure I could do it until he laughed. I took careful aim. It was a level shot, no wind and I had his side towards me. It was a tight shot but I was pretty good. He had stepped back from the edge and was now pissing on a tree. The arrow took him through the neck and buried itself deep in the tree. I notched another arrow and stepped out from the trees. He must have heard me because he was trying to turn his head to see me. However the arrow through his neck would not let him. I let another go and it took him deep in the side. He sagged with that hit, the arrow through his neck broke and he fell into a sitting position against the tree.
When I got up to him his eyes followed me but he was unable to talk. I was fine with that. There was nothing he had to say that I was interested in. His eyes began to sink down. “John. John, look at me”. His eyes rose slowly back up to mine. “I just wanted you to know something before you die. The first arrow was for me. The second was for Terri. And I have to tell you. She is going to be pretty mad at me when I get back home and she finds out she is not going to get to shoot you after all”.
I squatted down in front of him and waited. It did not take long. It was less than a minute before the life faded out of his eyes. I picked up my quiver, replaced the arrows and began working my way back to camp. I slept well that night. The next day I got a deer the first thing in the morning and then started home.
When I was in sight of the house it was the kids that saw me first. A bunch came out and tackled me, taking me to the ground in their welcome home. After some wrestling I had them take the meat over to the meat house to be put away. When I got to the porch I found Mom and Terri sitting in their rocking chairs. They started to say hello as I approached, but they must have seen something in my face and they stopped. They looked around me and Mom finally asked, “John”?
I said simply, “He didn’t make it”.
Terri smiled. Mom did not say anything for a while, she just looked at me. Finally she must have decided I was okay. “Come on inside. Sharon and the girls are in the kitchen canning fruit to take with them next spring. Let’s let them know they won’t be leaving after all”.

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Jessica and her family run away from the Meat Agency of Dolcett upon reciveing her conversion notice, will she keep her appointment with the spit anyway?, or survive?.