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Help Meat (A Dystopian Tale part 1)
Help Meat (A Dystopian Tale part 1) · Fetish · There’s something in the bible I heard preached when I was very young, back when girls were still allowed to go to school. It described Eve as Adam’s “help-meet,” and went on to add that just as with the world with all its animals, women were put upon the Earth to benefit men. The reading came again a few weeks later after there had been rioting in the streets. The monotone voice again repeated that women were intended by God to be the perfect servants of men, a resource to be used and enjoyed—even harvested as sustenance to feed hungry bellies. “Let the woman return to her original purpose,” the speaker had said. “She is made for recreation, for procreation, and above all else—to nourish and sustain men.”
I was twelve when I was taken from my family. I have no idea what became of my mother and two younger sisters, for they had vanished like so many women and blemished girls. My older sister still lives, as far as I know, doing one of the many things attractive girls must do. As for me, my name is Dani, and at fourteen years old I’m almost to the age of usefulness. This camp that I am staying at is actually meant to deprogram boys and teach them God’s will. Each camper is assigned a girl as his project on the first day. For one month that boy is expected to work with his girl, doing his best to ready her for service. This involves a lot of coaching, as our thoughts too, were in need of correction. My boy is Pete, a tall lanky youth with thin hands. Once Pete had played the piano, but now I’m his instrument.
The first part of each day I must spend in the tank. For three hours I’m required to swim without resting—never touching the sides unless absolutely necessary. I am of course naked as all girls are. We can wear robes when we get chilly. But if a male staff member should cross our path, we are to uncover ourselves for his inspection. For we females are lowly creatures. Such things as privacy or pride are a male privilege only.
It would not be so bad, except for the blistering summer heat. The men are never too concerned, since girls are not to live long anyway. But at least most places around the park are protected somehow. The tank where I swim has a wooden overhang. Even the walkways we girls take to get to our meals have covers overhead.
It is a Tuesday and I have finished my swim. I towel off my chilled body, and then I await the arrival of my coach. At age fourteen my breasts are now at last showing promise. I suppose I would be into a C cup by now, if such a thing as bras still existed. Pete will focus on my breasts first in his obsession to make them larger.
I pad into the empty gymnasium beside my tank, starting on the bench press to strengthen my pecs. After this I do my sets of push-ups, followed by cable flies. Pete enters the gym and quietly watches me as I work, his gaze on my chest as I separate my arms. “Done pullovers yet?” he asks, and I shake my head. “Pull downs?” No. Another negative. “You’re behind, Dani.”
I nod, and as I stand, he gestures me over to the freestyle weights. We work together for about an hour, and Pete makes me repeat the sets he missed. “Now stand before me,” he commands in his bossiest voice. I obey at once, my head turning sideways as his hands massage my breasts.
I tense when he takes my nipples and pinches them gently, rolling them thoughtfully between his fingers.
“Your sister’s tits are huge,” Pete says, “So I know we can get you there, too.” He cradles my right breast, rubbing it firmly between his palms. “She’s a swimmer, isn’t she? That’s the work I want for you. It’ll keep you cool in the summer. During the winter they heat the water so it’s no big deal.”
I nod, thinking of my many long hours each day in the smaller tank behind the aquarium, away from the public’s view. The large glass container had once held salt water and fish, but now the water was pure, slightly warmed and clear. All the girls in the performance pool out front are at least seventeen, with thin waists and jewelry adorned breasts that sway and bob as they move. Some are costumed as mermaids, while others crouch before the underwater glass, spreading their legs for the men on the level below to see. It is a millionaire’s club—or a billionaire’s club. I’m not sure which and I guess it doesn’t matter. Though now I see the police in the parking lots, too. The elite who run this club favor the town’s sheriff, a greasy fat man who supplies them with the prettiest girls.
Pete is crouching before me, his knees spreading my thighs where I stand, then pulling apart my girlhood with his fingers. I continue to look away, my eyes closed as I feel one finger find the wet spot between my legs. He rubs gently, a slow circular motion that spreads my fluids out, making me slippery in every crevice. Then he slides one finger slowly in. I open my mouth, licking my lips as the finger crooks and explores my interior. Pete pulls it back out and shows it to me, flecked white with my juices. He returns to his work, separating my folds and spreading them flat. Two fingers sink in, reaching upward as far as they can. Pete is holding my buttocks close to his chest, his arm cocked as more fingers glide in. Four fingers now, clamped together to form a funnel.
“What are women for, Dani?” Pete asks. He is up on his knees, his strong arms around me.
“To . . .” I am panting. “Please men!”
“Exactly.” Pete tucks his thumb into the funnel of his half-inserted fingers. “Slow and easy,” he croons. I feel the skin around my opening stretch wide almost to tearing.
Remembering my previous sessions, I breathe slowly, deeply, and relax my legs. “Good girl,” Pete observes. His strong arm holds me steady as he works. “Now what is God’s will?”
“That I should please men,” I answer. I lean over his head, my fingers grabbing his hair. He is tilting his hand slowly from side to side, softening the mouth of my pussy even more.
“Dani,” he admonishes. “You’re trying too hard. Shall we give you your pill?”
“Y-yes!” I cry. Smiling, he reaches into his pocket and produces the tiny tablet. I swallow it quickly, gratefully, and then droop forward again, my soft breasts draping over his head.
He continues to smile, his hand maintaining the gentle rocking. His four fingers are half inside me, with the added girth of his thumb. He rotates his hand in a circular motion, tilting it up and down, and then side to side. I am feeling the heaviness begin in my legs. My tongue goes dry, cottony. I feel my eyelids drooping. He removes his hand and lowers me onto my back, his hands separating first my petals, and then my opening. I hear the pumping sound as he squirts lube through a tiny straw directly inside me. “Gently now,” he breathes.
I close my eyes. The fingers are stretching me more with every movement, and I feel them pushing, working their way in. Pete has my pelvis lifted—pillowed on his thigh. My legs are up and flopped to each side, my feet dangling close to my shoulders. The pressure continues as the fingers twist, as more of the thumb makes it in. I feel my muscles submitting around his hand, the tight sensation easing somewhat. There is one more hard push, and then he is in me, embraced by my flesh, his entire hand delving inward.
I am drifting with the currents of the drug, feeling his hand pressing me out, the fingers turning to expand my interior. He progresses until his knuckles touch my cervix. I let out a gasp, though my sleepy eyes are closed.
“Now listen to my voice,” he says. “This camp is about preparing you girls to be women in this new world. Proper women—not like what you were before. The grownups can’t do it. There are strict laws against pedophilia now. But they can watch if they want to, because they are men, and men can do whatever they want.”
“Whatever they want,” I repeat dully.
“This is the first time I’ve had my whole hand inside you,” he tells me. “You’re so amazing, Dani. I am proud of you.”
I nod as his hand glides in and out, exits and re-enters my body. I feel fluid dripping down, the feathery touch of his fingertips on my clit. With every stroke my body submits more, my muscles softening under the pressure and pull of his hand. He seems tireless as he works, his muscles rippling in his arm as he changes angles, sinking deeper than before, touching places no one’s been. He motions me to cross my ankles, then lifts my legs over my belly, holding them aloft with his hand behind my knees. He rolls into a crouch, and now uses the weight of his arm to drive quickly in and out. I grunt rhythmically with each penetration. More liquid dribbles where I can feel it. I can see his hand glistening as it withdraws, his tanned smooth skin flecked white with my juices. He enters again and pauses, then speeds up his tempo, the hand barely entering before snapping back out. I am loose now around his wrist, my flesh yielding as he turns and angles and stretches. Then once more he resumes the deep plunges. A whole hour passes and still Pete works. He is panting hard with exertion, sweat trickling down his neck. I climax twice and still he continues, his face sprayed with my fluids.
“You’re a good girl, Dani,” Pete soothes as he works. “I’ve made a device I want you to wear to bed tonight, and every night. It’ll be uncomfortable at first, but you’ll get used to it.”
“Okay,” I mumble groggily.
“As much as I’m loosening you right now, in an hour you’ll be tight as a drum again, maybe even more. We need to keep training your body. It must remember how to open, be readily accessible whenever men want it. Most men want to fist, but rarely are willing to do the work. So you must do it for them. Understand?”
I close my eyes as Pete lowers my legs. Now he raises one to his shoulder, my other one dangling free. He rolls again to his knees, and lifts my pelvis with him. The hand is gliding in and out, so effortless I barely feel him.
Then finally he withdraws and sets me down, wiping me out gently with a warmed washcloth. I feel him strap something around my waist. Then something firm and cold slides in. There is a pull and click of a buckle in front, and then another behind. “There,” Pete says in satisfaction. “That’ll hold it in place. Wear this for the rest of the day, ok? And to bed tonight. Over time we’ll swap this out—graduating to larger sizes. But this is good to start.”
“You do nice work,” an older voice said. “Keep track of her depth from now on. Vagina and rectal both, if or when you get that far. You can pass the info on to the next boy assigned to her. I was wondering.” The doctor eyed Pete speculatively. “If you’d like to stay on after next week. Work part time here while you’re going to school.”
“What would I do?” Pete went to the sink to wash his fingers. I climb to my feet, staring at the length of black leather around my waist. I could feel the object hard within me, and the trickle of fluids down my leg.
“Help train the new boys coming in,” the doctor said. “You could also measure these girls and keep a spreadsheet. The measurer’s in your kit. Have you used it yet?”
The doctor turned and I lost track of the voices. My insides were warm and pleasantly achy, the area between my legs throbbing.
“It’s a deal then,” the doctor said in a hearty voice. “Good. I’ve been watching you work and I recognize your skill. It’s not just about getting as much as you can to fit. It’s an artform—as you know. A kind of dance.”
I like to think I’m helping her reach her full potential.”
The doctor coughs. “That’s a great way to see it,” he says. “The value of the woman depends entirely upon her usefulness. Even those we harvest for food—even they have more purpose in life than a woman left on her own.”
There was a pause as the doctor sauntered off. Then I felt Pete’s hand on my bare shoulder. “Think you can walk with that thing?” he asks. I nod slowly and take a few steps.
***
“Get your holes nicely stuffed?” Breanne glares at me across the aisle. The barn is chilly today, its high rafters filled with the chatter of small birds. I sprawl sideways on my bunk, the highest of a stack of three. The barn has been styled in the manner of the Auschwitz prisoner barracks, with long narrow rows of bunks. There are three rows altogether, with the capacity to hold ninety girls in one barn. We have numbers assigned to us, too, like the residents of the Nazi camps. Only ours are hidden—tiny microchips beneath our skin.
I shrug. The blond girl hates me intensely. “Just the one,” I respond.
“She’s jealous of Pete,” another girl quipped. This was Diane, a fiery redhead that the men favored.
“I am not!” Breanne returns hotly. “I just hate how she just lays there. Like she’s not even alive! And look. He’s put a spacer inside her. Gonna stretch her nice and wide!”
I glare at the rafters, my arms pillowing my head. “We’re supposed to stay open, aren’t we?"
“No, we’re supposed to fight!” snarls Breanne. “We are human beings, not livestock. How dare they?”
Another girl peeks out from under my bunk, her raven hair swirling down her arm. “They are following God’s word,” she says. “Have you read it? Women were made for the happiness of men; it’s very clear in the bible. Adam was unhappy, and so God made him a help meet. That’s us. We are here to help however we can.”
“Help the men?” Breanne growls the words. “By letting them torture us? Have you heard the cries from the barn on the hill? Or letting them harvest our bodies as if we are cattle? They have women attached to machines for at least two years. All those women do all day is hang there and produce milk. That’s slavery!”
“The men rule over us.” Helen replies, her blue eyes meeting mine. I like my bunk mate. She is a year younger than me. And just like Helen Burns her namesake from Jane Eyre, she is a calming influence, and very smart. “They decide where we fit the best—where we can be the most useful.”
“And if the men decide you’re best at being ground into hamburger—”
Helen shrugs. “I’m not ugly, so I doubt that would happen.”
I tune them out and return my gaze to the rafters. The dildo inside me isn’t so uncomfortable if I stay on my back.
The girls go on talking around me, Breanne expressing her outrage over my docile behavior.
“She’ll live longer,” Helen says from beneath me. “But with that attitude, Breanne, you might find yourself at the torture barn.”
The torture barn. My innards writhe at the thought, for like everyone else I hear stories. Some men like happy things to do with women, appreciating the beauty of our form, or even our taste alongside beans and potatoes. But not all men have the same needs. The torture barn caters to a gentlemen’s club, and the unfortunate girls carted off into the forest are never again seen. But they are heard. Late at night if I happen to wake, I can catch the sounds of the far-off screaming. Not all the girls cry out. But when they do, the terrifying cries echo in my ears, haunting my thoughts for days to come.
***
I hear the bell for dinner and jump from my bunk, wincing as the dildo bruises me inside. The food is good here. They feed us as though we are prized pigs. Everything is organic and healthy—superfoods to keep us tasty if or when they decide to harvest our meat. I attack my meal with gusto as I do every night. It is a plate of peeled carrots, topped with chickpeas, pumpkin and sunflower seeds, and hemp hearts. Added to the mix is ginger powder, a splash of apple cider vinegar, and nutritious yeast. It is delicious and I eat every forkful, washing it down with a glass of iced mushroom coffee.
Doctor Burns appears behind our tables and saunters slowly, his hands behind his back, to the dais up front. The boys from the camp appear in his wake, each carrying a chair that they place beside our tables. The doctor plugs in the microphone at the back of the dais, then gives it a tap to call the room to order. “Pete Jennings,” he calls in his ringing voice. “Has your girl finished her dinner?”
Pete stands slowly and glances my way. “She has, Dr. Burns.”
“Excellent!” the doctor exclaims. “Bring her forward along with your tools.”
I tense as I stand, the skin prickling behind my neck. The doctor continues to address the entire room. “This boy performs in ways that outstrips some of our best full-time trainers; hence I have asked him to stay on as part of our staff. I thought it might benefit the rest of you boys to observe his techniques. Peter,” the doctor gestures to the table being wheeled onto the dais. “Do you have everything you need for a demonstration of your skills?”
Peter frowns at me as I step to his side, then turning his body in such a way as to hide his right hand, he passes me the little pill to help me relax. I turn away, gulping it down quickly as I climb shakily onto the table. He gestures me onto my back, then nods toward the doctor.
“What now, Sir?”
The doctor seats himself in front of our tables. “Pretend we’re not here. Consider this another session. Business as usual.”
I close my eyes and will myself to sleep. Pete’s hands are on my breasts, kneading them firmly. He pauses as he works, leaning over to finger my clit.
I breathe deeply, a wave of fatigue creeping down my limbs. Pete takes his time with my breasts, his fingers digging through the tissue to find my muscles.
“Why do that?” One boy calls from the left side of the room.
When Pete fails to respond, the doctor speaks for him. “It gets her juices flowing. You should be doing this, too—all of you. A lot of men still get off on the breasts. Better to have our girls ready for whatever comes.”
I float with the effects of the drug, my legs raising up as Pete slides them into the stirrups. He lifts me to the point that I feel a breeze between my buttocks and the cushion I am on. The design of this table is alien to me, appearing to have been created for this purpose. It has a light that Pete switches on to shine between my legs, fully illuminating my groin.
He loosens my belt deftly and slides out the dripping dildo, setting it aside on the bench beside the table. His fingers glide up inside me, two and then three, turning slowly as he applies a slight pressure. He takes his time, bending low to explore my interior and gaping me as he has done before. He adds lube to his hand, then twists in effortlessly, his elbow turning this way and that as he expands my interior. I let my head droop to the side, feeling the drool running down my cheek. The fisting continues for what seems like forever. Pete glides slowly in and out, focusing fully on his objective. His fingers form a fist at my core, his knuckles rubbing against my cervix. Then he draws out his hand with a squelching sound, his fingers glistening.
“If she was a year older, he could double it now,” the doctor says. “Have any of you boys gotten to that part in your books?”
A few raise their hands. Smiling, Peter glances at his fellow campers hurrying to gather around the table. “She’s not fighting you at all,” one observes, staring down. A boy moves next to Pete, his fingers reaching in to spread my folds back, making the entry and exit of Pete’s hand more visible in the light. A few boys trade places with Pete, their hands penetrating me as Pete’s had done, so smoothly I barely notice. I am aware of hands holding my buttocks, lifting my pelvis even higher. Pete’s arm is in me again, the elbow rising and falling, the wet sounds filling my ears.
“She’s a good girl,” Pete said. He is rotating his fisting hand carefully, massaging my sore interior.
***
That night I sleep without the dildo. It is Pete’s idea, since I worked so hard today. I watch a girl braid Breanne’s hair as sleep eludes me. The girls are the rebels in our group, but tonight they seem subdued, as if Diane’s threat of the torture
barn still lingered in their heads. Horror stories abounded of the torture barn. No death was easy there.
“If we’re dead, we can’t fight back,” I hear one of the girls say.
“We can’t resist them,” whispers the other. “Christianity has taken this country completely. It’s worse than Afghanistan now.”
“I don’t know about that,” Breanne says. “They’re probably just as bad. They don’t have red meat, either, right? And real men can’t live without it. Show me a man who’s vegan and I will bet you my last penny he’s gay.”
Pete eats meat, I think as I drift off, dreaming obscurely of men wearing dresses and swimming in the tank with mermaid tails.
***
The new day brings a blast of chilled air onto my face as I jerk awake. The barn doors are open, the bell ringing us girls to breakfast. I stop absently for my shot as I leave the barn, then trot naked, the third in a long line of sleepy nude bodies. The boys and men pause grinning to watch us, and I avoid their eyes as a proper girl should.
Our breakfast is oatmeal, with raisins and honey. Once again it is the best oats money could buy—seeded organic oats with fresh moist raisins. We top this with cold milk and drink it down with mushroom coffee. Dessert is an orange, thin skinned and bursting with juice.
***
I sink into the water of the tank and breast-stroke to the other side. Watching me, Pete frowns. “What have I said about shaking loose first?” He crouches beside the pool and I swim to a stop below him. “Your muscles support your breasts,” he said. “But they are separate. To be a swimmer your breasts must move freely with the water. They cannot be tethered to your muscles. Now go on; assume the position.”
I nod and reach downward with my arms, my legs beneath me as I pretend to crawl on my hands and knees. I hold my arms away from my body and jerk my knees forward and back, the motion of the water catching my breasts, dragging them to and fro. I double my speed until my breasts are flopping back and forth. Then I change my movement, scissor kicking my legs to make my flesh jerk upward and down. Pete is nodding above me.
“It’s good practice letting them hang. This is the position the milkers take. The breasts dangle from your ribcage, the weight of the milk drawn away from the rest of your body. Used to be a girl could produce twenty-five ounces to thirty ounces daily. That was three years ago. Now most of our women pump out fifty ounces per day, with some coming close to a half gallon. The eventual goal is a whole gallon. A carton’s worth per woman. And who knows? With drugs they might pull it off.”
I flip onto my back and swim where Pete can see, the tissue over my ribcage bobbing easily in the water—rippling with the waves. I turn back, pivoting toward Pete.
I start when I find him treading water beside me in his loose red swim trunks. “All girls become milkers eventually. You need to get used to it.” He turns me in the water, then grasps my nearest breast and pulls it downward, squeezing it hard. “Being handled by men, I mean. Once you are a swimmer, you’ll be given the Somatotropin to help your breasts grow. Milkers get huge, you know, which is why they hang from slings. They cannot walk anymore. Or at least not far. Which is why we need to make your muscles stronger for all the weight you’ll support one day. Here,” he says, and hands me over a pool noodle. Seeing my confusion, he gestures. “Tuck it under your arms so it supports you from behind. I’m going to try something new before you swim.”
Mystified, I obey, and Pete pushes at me until my head bumps the wall. “Hold onto the ladder. I don’t want you drifting.”
I grip the rungs, and lay back. My breasts float and point skyward, jiggling under the sun. Pete turns my body, gripping the edge of the pool with one hand—then twists his other into the softness between my legs.
I tense at the coolness of the water entering me. Pete works his hand inside me, the lube making a patch of oil on the water under his chin. “Spread your legs wide. I can’t do it for you.”
I obey as best as I can. The arm pushes in past the wrist, and turns, and I shiver at the water that is sucked in with it, a chillness he pushes deeper before drawing his hand out. He catches one of my legs and slings it over his shoulder. Then he fists me steadily, the water entering me again. “A good washing after yesterday,” he says with a grin. “Does this feel good?”
“Yes,” I gasp, eyeing the white haze forming about me, my fluids snaking around us both.
“I thought it would ease some of the burning. All that work yesterday.”
I recline as far as I can, my one leg bobbing in the tank’s current. With every stroke, Pete angles his wrist deliberately to invite more water in, the coolness filling my depths along with his hand, easing the heat I didn’t realize I had.”
“You’re a good girl, Dani,” Pete croons as he works. “I’m giving you the rest of today off after your swim. Keep the dildo inside you if you can. Even when you’re not in bed and walking around. We need to keep your body open until the men want it —teach it to be accessible at all times, like I’ve said. Most men want to fist, but rarely want to do the work. Do you remember what is most important?”
I nod. “Pleasing the man.”
“Or men,” Pete corrects me. “Sometimes there’ll be men. No matter what they do, or how roughly they do it, you need to always look for ways to please—however they want you to.”
“What if they want to kill me?”
There is a strained pause. Pete stops his hand, his knuckles gently massaging my cervix. “That, too,” he says finally. “A woman with uses is a woman fulfilled. If they kill you for their pleasure, then your life has not been wasted. You’ll be processed into meat and you’ll serve a second purpose—to fill their bellies. Not many women get to have multiple ways to find meaning for their life. That’s why the girls who go up the hill are the luckiest of all.”
I gape at him. “But they’re tortured!”
He sighs, and his hand resumes its work. “It’s just foreplay, Dani. Just a different kind. Those women pleasure the men first, and then feed them. Compare that to an ugly girl who gets carted off from her home, never to be seen again. She serves one purpose only. Just one. Do you think she’ll be remembered for that? No. But you will, and so will the girls on the hill. You represent a pleasant memory for a man. Or perhaps for many men. Isn’t that lucky?”
I nod, genuinely believing it after he puts it that way. But Pete is not finished. He wrinkles his brow, as if trying to remember words he had read. “God created men,” he recites slowly. “We are his creations, and in following our creator’s example, we made women from our rib. You are created from men. We are your gods. Don’t you want to please us?”
I raise my leg from his shoulder in response and cock it high over my chest. Pete, grinning approvingly, turns slightly to drive in his fist.
“So . . . it’s a good thing to go up the hill?”
Pete pats my hip. “All women die young,” he says gently. “Seems to me the more useful the death, the better. The men in that club aren’t so bad. They simply have different tastes than other men. I’ve heard it said that their methods are creative, but for the woman there is always a lot of pain. I think you should try to be like your sister. In a year or two your breasts will be strong and big. You will bring lots of pleasure to the men who visit us here. It’s a good club. Even when you enter your last phase and become a milker—you’ll see. I hear they even have movie nights for the dairy girls.
Useful. The word echoes in my ears as I stare beyond the buildings.
I go the rest of the day with the dildo inside me. I have the belt around my waist to hold it in, and I have to be careful when I sit on the bench for dinner. I can feel my fluids leaking onto the seat—a trickle I try discreetly to wipe with my hands.
***
The next day I wake early and tiptoe out to greet the sun. The road into the foothills has mist covering its base. During the night I had roused to the familiar sound of the old truck’s engine. A girl had been taken up to the barn in the hills. All night
I had stayed awake listening for sounds of screaming. But this death had been a silent one.
I ask Pete about it during my swim. He sits on a chair working on his computer. He is a junior in High School, and though he is at camp, he still has several projects he needs to finish before the fall quarter begins.
“Oh, did they?” Pete glances at the forest behind our heads. “I didn’t hear it. But your barn is closer to the road than our cabins.
“Did they give her something?” I asked. “Like you give me?”
Pete shakes his head. His blue eyes are fierce as he glares at his computer. “Drugs taint the meat, so no they wouldn’t. They just haven’t . . . done her yet. They might be collecting several girls for something. They do that, you know. Work on more than one per night. If it’s a weekend thing they usually have a barbeque after. They do if it’s sunny, that is.”
I lick my lips, punching the water rapidly with both fists. Pete glances down at my jiggling breasts and grins. “Does this really make them grow?” I ask, wanting to change the subject.
Pete laughs. “Nah. I just read a lot so I can sound smarter than I am, and some of this stuff I make up as I go. But it does make sense. Weight lifting makes muscles bigger. Whether or not it makes your tits grow, who knows? But I do know they’ll end up huge eventually. Your owners will see to it in their quest for more milk. I’m surprised you’re not getting the shots yet.”
I nod, and hearing the chime of the clock go off, climb shakily up the ladder. I stand beside Pete, water sluicing down my legs. He gestures approvingly at the dildo still strapped inside my body. “Good girl, Dani. Way to take the initiative.”
“You said I needed to open easily.”
He stands and sets down his laptop. Taking me by the shoulders, he stares into my face. “You really mean it, don’t you? You do want to please.”
Tears burn in my eyes. “More than anything. I want to do what’s right,” I manage. “I thought God created women, too. That’s what my mother said. But—” He was emphatically shaking his head. “I know better now, Pete. And I’m sorry if I ever angered you or did anything disrespectful.”
“Hush now; you’re fine.” He smiles at me, genuine affection on his handsome face. “Come, let’s get you on your table.”
I follow him into the grooming room with its black and white checked floor and big basin sink. There are six tables in a row. What had once been chiropractic tables had been modified so a girl could lay face-down on her belly with her breasts poking through. I settle myself, hearing the squirt of oil from a bottle beneath me. Pete massages the liquid onto my cooled skin. My breasts follow his touch like magnets, the nipples clinging to his hands as if begging for more. He kneads deeply for a time and pulls, sliding the nipples between his fingers. “I do think you’re bigger. Not as big as your sister yet, but there’s definitely some heft here.” He cradles each breast—testing their weight. “How old are you?”
I think about my birthday. “What month is it?” I ask.
“It’s August,” he said. “August third.”
“My birthday was July 31st,” I tell him. “I’m fifteen now.”
“Fifteen. So, we’re now just a year apart in our ages.” He reaches up over the table and presses my back hard against the mat. “Strain down to me,” he commands. “Fill my hands.”
I obey, turning my head to press my cheek into the bed. He grasps each breast one at a time between his hands and tugs downward, the contours of his palms grinding into my tissue. Then he presses up through the flesh, his fingers massaging my muscles.
“I do get some kind of shots,” I tell him finally. “They’re just vitamins though. That’s what they tell us in the barn. Do you think—”
“No, that’s either the Somatotropin for humans I told you about, or something like it.” His heavy breathing pauses beneath me, his knuckles grinding into my breast. “I’m glad they’ve started you on it early. You’ll get big very soon. Bigger than your sister, probably. You should see the ones in the milk barn. They’re actually kind of ugly,” he muses, “by the time they get so big. The slings keep the girls from having to see how bloated they are. And their nipples are as fat as this or bigger!” He brandishes his thumb. “All purple and swollen. As long as my thumb, too!”
Sighing, I close my eyes. The knuckles are mashing into my tissue, my own nipples growing sensitive and hard. I feel the fluid welling again around the dildo. It dribbles onto the table, dripping to Pete’s head.
“God, you’re wet! Here.” Rising to his feet, he reaches around my waist to release the dildo. It jettisons out with a rush of warmth to land with a thump on the floor. “Nice!” Pete exclaims. “See Dani, this is exactly what the men want to see. A female dripping and ready for work, begging to be opened inside. Here.”
He raises the table to his waist. Then standing beside me, slides one whole hand in past his wrist. “Oh!” he exclaims. “Look at you!” Delighted, he moves between my legs, cocking my knees up until my toes touch my rump. With gusto he fists hard into my depths. Then grinning, he shows me his hand, the pale liquid dripping. “Should we try to double fist?” he asks as he resumes. “You’re fifteen now. I bet you’re ready. You’re certainly wet enough.”
I draw a deep breath, eyeing his hands. “If you think I can.”
“Absolutely.” He reaches into his pocket, then hands me a pill. I quickly shake my head.
“I want to feel it as much as I can,” I told him. “I like how it feels. Please, I’ll relax.”
He studies me briefly, then again takes position. I feel his hand gliding in deep, then slowly withdraw as more fingers hug his wrist. “Dani, I want you to think about opening yourself,” he says. He enters cautiously, the new fingers forming into the palm of his fist, sliding gradually in as he twists. The skin around the entrance to my cunt springs tight, painful to the point of tearing. I feel his every movement, each tiny adjustment making me hiss. “Easy,” he urges.
I breathe deeply as I fight to relax, imagining the mouth of my opening yawning wide to meet him. I feel a sudden stabbing pain just inside my vagina, and then another on the opposite side. I have the sensation of being poked three more times around my entrance, but there is numbness now. “Just a little novocaine,” Pete is saying. “There, that should help”
I feel the twisting continue, the pressure deeper now, as if the tightness at my threshold has ceased to exist. The hardness of his hands is rotating slowly, sinking down into my core. There is a sucking resistance as he pulls his hands outward, and I gasp in pain. Then I feel a pricking deep inside, and spot one of his hands between my legs. He is holding a syringe with a very long needle—guiding it carefully in. Another prick I barely feel, followed by another further in. “I know we’re cheating,” he says. “But I want this done right.”
Once again his hands penetrate my body, the walls of my numbed flesh yielding. He groans in delight, his entwined hands twisting hard and fast to loosen me up. “Let’s get you soft while the novocaine lasts,” he mutters. “I didn’t give you very much.” His body rocks as he fists; he is grunting softly in his throat.
“You’re doing so good,” he says, and before I can react, he plunges again, twisting eagerly to reach my cervix. Then he is out, and back in, his hands glistening. He pauses to turn me onto my side. “Can you hold your left foot over your head?”
I obey, holding my leg as far forward and up as I can. He cocks back my right leg with his knee, then drives into me steadily, his two hands as one gliding effortlessly in and out. Fluids are trickling down my right thigh as I writhe on the table. I am starting to feel it, the wide-open stretch and the massage deep within. He pulls out as my fluids gush, then wipes his face with his arm briefly before resuming his work. With my hypersensitive skin it feels incredible, every nerve on fire as his hands punch deep. The sound of my wetness is loud in the grooming room. The world is spinning around me. And still the pounding continues, the sliding of my body up and down on the table.
I pass out at some point, yet dimly I am aware of Pete turning me onto my back, raising my knees to secure them to the rings above the bed. My legs are opened and tied, so widely spread I can feel the tendons at my groin stretching. His two hands enter me again, alternating one and then the other, the hands inside no longer entwined, one sliding in as the other glides out. It goes on like that for what seems like hours, but then, abruptly, it stops. I feel Pete’s hands stretching the entrance of my pussy, pausing just inside and pulling me apart.
“What are you doing?” I mumble.
“I’m gaping you,” he tells me. “Something else men like to do. To see inside after they work. I can see very clearly inside you, Dani. You’ve done very well today.”
I feel my face flame hot. “Do I have to be a milker?”
He pats my thigh, then opens me wider as he bends for a long look. “Don’t be embarrassed now. Pleasing the man, remember?”
I nod, breathing deeply.
“Dani, milkers live two years longer at least. Don’t you want that? You’ll get to have a baby, too. If you’re really lucky, it’ll be a boy!”
“But I won’t get to raise him. They’ll take him away.”
“Girls cannot be trusted with such important work,” he agrees. “The church raises babies for you now. Besides, you’ll be too busy providing milk. For him, and everyone else. Girl’s milk goes into everything, you know. You drank some this morning.”
“I don’t want purple nipples,” I pout. I glare at the ceiling, feeling Pete’s hands deep within me, the entwined fingers holding still, as if feeling my body’s pulse.
“You won’t see them,” he says. “The breasts hang out of your sight, with bracers to support the weight. You forget they’re there after a while, or so I’ve been told by a reliable source. But think of it, Dani. All the healthiest food you can possibly eat. And movies! You get to watch movies!”
I close my eyes. The hands are turning within me, pressing me out. “If I don’t become a milker,” I venture to say. “What then?”
He sighs and the hands stop. “Well,” he says slowly, “if it turns out you can’t have a baby, you’d come to the end of your journey, wouldn’t you? They’d either take you up the hill to entertain those men, or you’d go to the processing plant, which is much more likely. I haven’t seen how it’s done, but I’ve heard there’s some kind of machine that does it really quick. You wouldn’t even feel it.”
I lick my lips. His hands are moving again, gliding slowly in and out. I try to relax despite my raised hips and widely spread legs. He is fisting me with his hands entwined, pumping me vigorously with loud squelching sounds. I am drifting again, my feet going numb from the straps under my knees. I see two men enter the grooming room and stop to watch Pete work. They are talking in low murmurs, their voices appreciative—praising his efforts. One shines a light in when Pete stops to gape me, the two faces rapt as they peer between my legs. My guts squirm as the men take their time, scrutinizing my interior and taking pictures as they talk to Pete.
“Have you done anal yet?” The taller man asks.
“Yeh,” his companion says, leaning down so I see his face. “First, why not tell her everything, boy? We work at the plant, little Miss. Wanna hear how it’ll go down? A knock on the side of your head to stun you first, see?” He taps his temple. “Then we’ll pop you into the D, D and D device. As in decapitate, dismember, and disembowel. All done by one machine. Thwack, thwack, thwack it goes, and It’s very quick, as your coach boy says. Then someone like old Jake here will get to wash out your torso and cut it in half, then a quick acid dip to loosen breast tissue and skin. And then what, Jake? Scraping, the stamp on the rump, and then the freezer?”
Jake’s mouth twitched. “Something like that. But it’s one big chunk, not three. The head and limbs come off simultaneously.” He stares at Pete. “I hear you’re talented, boy. I want to see your hand up her ass.”
“Not yet,” says Pete tightly. “One new thing at a time. I’ve been vagina fisting her for two straight hours and my hands are tired. I had to numb her up to get two inside. I’ve had enough for one day.”
“Then there was the time the machine wasn’t calibrated right,” the shorter man says. He leers at me, waggling his eyebrows. “Cut her head cleanly in half—it was something to see, I’ll tell you.”
“We’ll come back tomorrow to watch,” the man called Jake says. “We’re not allowed to work on these girls. We only ever see them in pieces.”
Pete clears his throat. “It’s a date. Though I warn you gentlemen, I doubt I’ll get my hand in. She’s never done anal before.”
The two men start for the door. “Oh, you’ll get it in,” the shorter man calls. “We won’t leave tomorrow so easily as today.”
I lay still as the door clicks shut. The cold air wafts between my legs, my fluids chilling my naked skin. Pete is squirting something soothing inside me, using one hand to push it deep. He wipes my exterior with a warm washcloth, clicking his tongue as he releases my legs. “What did I say is most important,” he asks.
I try to swallow. “Pleasing the men.”
He takes my hand and helps me sit up. “Exactly, Dani. Pleasing men. Those men in particular are very dangerous. There’s nothing I can do; as men they have the right to watch. So, we need to get you ready for tomorrow. Do you know what anal is?”
I draw a quick shaky breath. “A kind of fisting?”
“Yes.” Pete sets a pillow on the table, then gestures me onto my stomach. He raises my hips from behind, moving the pillow until it elevates my pelvis. “Only from the back. From here.” He taps my rosebud, as my mother once called it, the one private place I still have. “This is another thing a lot of men like. In fact . . .” Pete slathers on a thick lubricant, using one finger to poke some in. “Men like to see both holes fisted at once. A girl being fully utilized. If they could, they’d stick their penises in your mouth, too. But that kind of thing’s not allowed at this club.”
I accept the drug Pete gives me. Laying on my stomach, I wait as Pete stands beside me. Gradually I feel the weight of my head compressing my cheek on the table. I am drawing deep breaths, sinking rapidly into slumber. Vaguely I am aware of pain as my anus stretches, feeling oddly embarrassed like I’m going to the bathroom. I feel a hard object at first, something small graduating to big, making a pumping noise beside my head. The object is turning within me, straining my anus at different angles. Then it is gone and I feel Pete’s fingers.
Motionless, I try to sleep, relaxing my body as much as I can. The fingers twist slowly in and out. Then there is the object again, with more pumping sounds and the pain of stretching. Now it is Pete’s whole hand working its way in. Fingers are gaping me from behind, then the hand Is pushing inward, slimy with lube. Pete is inside me now, his hand a firm pressure as my tissues guide his way. He leans into me as he turns his arm. I feel the ball of his fist pressing my innards. His other hand enters my vagina, and begins to fist very gently. Groggily I splay my legs, lifting one from behind to give him room.
“You still in here?” A boy asked from the doorway. “It’s past dinner time, you know. I saved you a hot dog.”
Pete pauses in his work, breathing hard. “Trent. Can you help me with something?”
“Sure!” The larger boy hurries to the table. I am aware but not aware, drool soaking the table under my cheek.
“We have a problem. You can’t tell anyone, promise?”
“Promise!” Trent exclaims. “What do you want me to do?”
I blink, feeling the hand in my rectum slowly draw out. “Have you done anal?” Pete asks.
“Not yet.”
“Let me see your hand.” Another pause. “Good, we’re about the same size. Now cover your arm with lube to the elbow. Ease it in, like you saw me doing. Don’t force it. Let her body tell you what to do.”
“Oh God!” Trent groaned, as I feel the hand sliding in. “How far does it go?”
“You’ll feel a soft resistance; once you do, explore around a bit. Go in as deep as you can.”
“So what’s the problem?” Trent leans against my buttocks. His fingers are open inside, stroking my interior as he feels his way.
“Two men are coming tomorrow and they want to see anal on her. I figured it would be better to practice first. Lift her leg with your free hand. Pull the foot behind you and up.”
I feel Pete’s hands at the mouth of my cunt again, the two hands twisting themselves in. The skin is tight—painful to the point of tearing. “Easy,” Pete whispers to me. “Dani, relax!”
I try to sleep, to let the drug carry me back down. Three hands are inside me now, moving and twisting within.
“Three!” Trent exclaimed. “Wait, let me get my phone.” There is a pause as the larger boy makes his video. “Look at this! We’re at camp and he’s double fisting?”
Pete is pumping steadily now, the two hands entering my drugged body easily as I come and go from awareness. This lasts for some time, the double fisting below Trent’s deeply imbedded hand.
“Do you have a light?” Pete asked abruptly. “Oh good. Dani, we’re going to try this again.”
I nodded groggily as the arms inside me slowly retreat.
“Gonna gape?” Trent asked.
“Absolutely. Here, if I stretch the sides, can you get a few fingers in to press out the bottom? Just . . . that’s it. Straight down—firmly. Now hold.”
There was a click, followed by sounds of amazement. “That’s great! I’ve never seen that before.”
“That’s her cervix.” I hear a few more clicks, and then the fingers release. “I want copies of those,” Pete says.
“You got it. Ready for your hotdog? I put it in foil so it should still be warm.”
I am laying where the boys leave me, the two of them sitting on a bench as Pete eats. My stomach twists as I think of the ingredients.
“These are actually better for you than the old pork variety,” Trent is saying. “At least with girl meat there’s nothing disgusted added. Besides, pigs were smart. It was pretty terrible that we killed them for food.”
“Nope, just girl.” Pete makes a face as he stares at his food. “This makes us cannibals, you know?”
Trent shrugs his broad shoulders and grins at me. “If it was made out of men, then maybe that’d be true. But what’s wrong with cannibalism? Pretty sure there’s a verse in the bible that condones eating your children. Besides,” He gives me a wink. “Don’t forget what women are for. To be our help-meets. Get it? Help MEATS?”
Pete rolls his eyes. “You ok there, Dani? Want some food?”
“Sure she does.” Trent approaches my table. “Here, let’s clean you up first.”
I submit as the larger boy washes between my legs with the now soiled cloth. “There.” He helps me sit up, and I shakily climb off the table. “Hungry?”
I glance dubiously at the bag on the bench and nod.
“Good, because I brought something from the kitchen for you. They were very clear on the matter that this is for you.” He lifts out a cardboard box and hands it to me. Opening it, I find a large serving of wild rice, broccoli and buttered pinto beans. I stare at the yellow grease congealing beneath the veggies, visualizing the girls hanging from slings in the dairy.
“Thank you,” I say, and accept the wooden spoon he hands over.
“Besides,” Trent continues to Pete. “We were all going to die from overpopulation. This way only half of us live beyond twenty-two. And the other half . . .” He pats my arm. “We have all the food we need for a very long time. You know they had us eating cockroaches before the pandemic. Alternative foods—it’s not like it’s a new concept.”
The rice and beans are good, despite the fact they are now at room temperature. I clean out the box, and even eat the biscuit Peter hands to me. I hesitate at the milk carton and straw Pete passes to me next, eyeing the image of a cow on the front. It is whole milk, and I know very well that it does not come from cows.
“Go on,” laughs Pete. “You’ve had it before. What’s the difference?”
I take a sip and savor the sweetness on my tongue and the rich creamy texture.
“This is actually better for us by far,” Trent is saying. “Cow’s milk was meant for baby cows, not humans. This is one hundred percent for us!”
Drinking deeply, I empty the carton as both boys watch.
“Like it?” Trent inquires.
“Um, yes, actually.” I am staring at the carton. Ingredients: Pasteurized Girl Milk. Girl, I think to myself. Because none of us get to be women anymore.
***
I follow Pete to my barn just as the lights are about to go off. “Get in bed,” the head girl commands with a glower at Pete.
Pete turns me where I stand. “Keep both dildos in,” he says in a firm voice. “The one in the back comes out only if you have to go, understand? You have a very big day tomorrow. Get some rest.”
I squirm uncomfortably and nod. Climbing into my bunk I finally find a comfortable position on my left side. The lights go out, leaving me sore and alone in the darkness. The dildo in my vagina is twice as large as the first, and it almost feels like the two chunks of latex are touching each other. With the one in my rectum, I feel constantly like I have to go. It is only when my stomach cramps that I run to the toilet.
“Where were you at dinner?” Helen’s voice floats up from below as I return to my bunk.
“Getting stuffed,” I snap, and screw my eyes shut.
***
When morning comes I find I can’t eat, and must choke my oatmeal down under the head girl’s stern eyes. The milk for our oatmeal is from hemp hearts, I realize, recognizing its frothy texture and nutty taste. I leave for the gym after breakfast, but find Pete stepping in my path cutting me off.
“No, he says sternly. “Today is about making you ready for those men from the plant tonight. And I am betting there will be more than just the two. Come on.”
I trot naked at his heels, bypassing the tank and the gym and going at once into the grooming barn. He gestures me to the table and onto my stomach. I comply, and tense as he removes both my dildos. “Very good,” he says approvingly. “We’re not going to fist right now, because I know you’re very sore. But a few things.”
He inserts a large needleless syringe into my vagina and I feel a coolness flooding my body. “This will help you feel better,” he tells me. “It will keep you numb for the next fifteen hours. Trust me, you will not be hurting tonight.”
I heave a sigh of relief as he repeats the process with my anus, inserting the fluid deep into my rectum. I am smiling as I lay there, oblivious to the stretches Pete is putting me through. He starts with several bottles, each progressively larger than the first, though for the life of me I can’t exactly say which orifice each bottle is for.
We work for about an hour, with me lying still and Pete standing beside me, both of us waiting for my body to adjust.
“You’ll do just fine tonight,” he tells me. “These men just want something different, that’s all. They get tired of only seeing the dark side of our new society. They want to enjoy some of the benefits. I can understand that.”
“Somebody has to do what they do,” I hear myself mutter.
He looks at me sharply. “That’s exactly right, Dani. These men do the dirty work to keep the rest of us from going extinct, including you girls. Men cannot survive without these resources you provide us. It’s a hard fact, and one we must live with.”
“Do you think . . .” I hesitate. “Your God is punishing you for letting women be equals?”
Pete taps his fingers on my head. “Could be,” he muses. “I never thought of that, but maybe so. If we had used you from the start the way God intended . . .” his voice trailed off. “Could be . . .”
He moves in behind me and slides out the bottles. I am shaky as I stand, my entire pelvis numbed from my belly button down.
“Ready for a swim?” he asks, eyeing me.
“I think so,” I tell him. I am eager to get to the tank—to swim off my anxiety and fear. The expressions on the faces of those men last night—like they were inspecting raw meat.
***
My stomach gurgles loudly in the grooming room as we wait. I sit on the table, my legs swinging back and forth over the side. The table with the light has been brought from the clubhouse, complete with its “hi-lo” stirrups and bright adjustable lamp. Trent stands to the side with his arms crossed. Pete has asked him to assist, and the larger boy agreed.
“You’re still a bit numbed now, but you’ll be hurting tomorrow,” Pete tells me quietly. “Please go along, and trust me. These are dangerous men. If they want to kill you for their pleasure, they can. They can even ask me to do it, and I’d have no choice. You are nothing but meat to them. That’s what they see all day long—that’s how they have to be to survive their jobs. If they see you as human . . .” He fidgets uncomfortably, running his hand through his hair. “Just know . . . whatever I do tonight—I’m trying to save your life."
“And act like you enjoy it!” Trent put in.
“But I do,” I say, gazing dazedly at his face.
The men from the plant are arriving in their cars. I can’t see them because the parking lot is to the back of the building. But I can hear the gravel crunch under the wheels, and then the hurried footsteps. Three men enter and jerk to a stop, surprised to find us waiting. The man I know as Jake motions his friends to gather the chairs stacked high in a dusty corner, placing them in a semicircle behind the table’s bright light.
“Are any more coming?” Pete asks. His hands are folded across his chest. Stupidly, I nod, the double dose of pills in my system are kicking in.
Jake smirks as he cracks a beer. “Two more. Larry, the fellow you met last night, is one.”
As the tall man speaks, the new arrivals appear in the doorway. Both are wearing work clothes from the plant, their white bloodstained shirts untucked. I am staring at the floor as the men join their friends.
Trent catches my shoulders. He pulls me back, settling my head on a pillow. Pete raises my thighs, lifting my buttocks off the table as Trent stuffs pillows beneath my hips. My feet are placed in the stirrups and tied, then with mechanical clicks my legs are spread wide, a clamp on each side immobilizing my knees. A rubber device the length and width of a ruler is placed vertically between my labia folds. Pete bends it to the shape of my pelvis, and then turns a knob at its base. The device separates down the middle, and as the two halves widen, the folds of my girlhood are stretched apart and flattened, held in place against my body and out of the way.
I close my eyes as the mouth of my cunt is revealed for all to see. Though I am still
partially numb from my navel down, still I can feel the anticipating pulse of my tissue under the light. The men lean forward, and one of them points. “My God, she’s wet!”
Pete smiles and steps in close. “Dani’s always ready,” he says. “Easy to open and obedient.” He tosses a pillow on the floor and kneels down. Sliding in a few fingers, he stirs my juices slowly as wet sounds fill my ears. He widens his circles, his fingers gliding over the spade shaped contours of my vagina to coat my girlhood, drawing the moisture down to my anus and back up. “Best lube on the planet,” he tells his observers. Slowly then, he inserts his whole hand, twisting slightly as he pushes in.
“Would you look at that,” a man exclaims. “No resistance whatsoever!”
“I told you she’s easy.” Pete smiles, fisting gently in and out, his action steady and smooth. He adjusts the light so the men can see, fisting casually, languidly, his free hand catching my fluid welling to the surface and spreading it around his wrist. The wet kissing sounds of my tissue yielding to his strokes is pleasant and relaxing to hear. I turn my head, smiling as he works. I feel disembodied, as if I’m levitating from the table as I stare blankly up. Pete pauses to lube both his hands, and I draw a deep breath, exhaling as I feel him twisting two-handed into my exposed and vulnerable cunt.
He slides in with a firm push, the mouth of my pussy hugging his wrists. His body rocks forward and back slowly as he pumps me deep. I moan as I feel his hands separating within me. In this position he draws his hands up, pressing my pussy apart as he halfway exits, then holding his hands static, pushes back in. He turns his hands, his knuckles rubbing my cervix as once more he unlocks his fingers and pulls. “Do you see what I’m doing?” Pete asks his rapt audience. “By loosening up my hands or even pushing in opposite directions, I can expand her as I work.”
I take deep breaths as Pete sinks widely back down. With every stroke he separates more, pushing hard against my interior. His hands break the surface and holds me stretched, his half-immersed fingers rotating slowly. “And now I can do this,” he says.”
Embracing his fist with his other hand, he plunges in hard and snaps out. I am grunting along with his strokes, my thighs trembling above my immobilized knees. Pete is turning his hands as he thrusts, twisting more of my juices to the surface. I watch the clock, feeling dizzy as the pounding draws out, the sound of flesh slapping flesh as he connects and sinks down. Ten minutes, and then twenty, unendingly he thrusts. I feel cool air inside my cunt, my pussy staying open as he exits—too relaxed and stretched to spring back. The fisting continues as the men look on, with some of them leaping forward—eager for a glimpse as Pete stops and gapes me, my vagina yawning for the men to see. He fists me again with even more vigor, the men gathering at his back.
“Won’t this destroy her?” one asks as Pete works.
Pete laughs. “Naw, girls are made for this. Why do you think she was wet before I started? She knew it was coming and her body was preparing itself. She hungers for this. It’s a well-known fact; the female body yearns to be opened wide. To be prepared for motherhood.”
The man looked down at Pete. “You sure know a lot of things.”
“He reads,” says Trent with a chuckle. “As in all the time! Mr. Bookworm here.”
“I also talk to my girl.” Pete nods at me. “Ask her yourself. Dani, do you enjoy being fisted?”
The men wheel toward me, the ones still seated tilting to see my face. I moan and lick my lips, trying to think beyond the pounding.
“She’s still too drugged,” Trent says. “I don’t think—”
Pete cuts him off. “Dani,” he repeats loudly over my grunts. “Do you want these hands inside you?”
I fight to focus on his face. “I . . . “
“Yes?” Pete urges.
“Yes!” I gasp. “Yes, I want . . . yes, please!”
“There you have it.” Pete parts his hands again as he works, the airy noises from my cunt filling the little room. Again he gapes me, holding me open for the men to see.
“Can you try fisting one handed while your friend does that?” The man who was Jake’s partner askes. “So we can see your hand inside?”
Pete brightens at this idea and nods to Trent. The larger boy reaches past Pete with both hands, his fingers gripping the bony top of my vagina for leverage while he stretches my lower wall down. Pete adds fingers to press back one side as his fist passes into my gaping cunt. Slowly he fists, his hand and wrist more visible now as it penetrates my body.
“Okay, now do behind,” Jake says, licking his lips. “I assume you prepared her for that ahead of time, too?”
“You men work hard; we wanted to give you a good show,” Trent replies. He is grinning as he hurries to flip me onto my side. My leg is lifted, held aloft by the rings above the bed. I am scooted down until the lower half of my buttocks extends over the table. My right foot drifts limply to the floor before Trent scoops it up, pushing my knee forward against my chest and securing it with straps to my body.
Trent smears lube on his arms while Pete adjusts the light. “Do you want me to start her for you?” he asks, and Trent shakes his head.
“No, I got this. It’s pretty easy once you get in.”
Pete moves up beside me, catching my closest breast and kneading it hard. I feel Trent probing my anus with his fingers, slipping in fingers one by one. Slowly the hand works itself in, the fingers clamped into a cone shape. I feel the soft give as Trent slides into my rectum all at once, the tissue yielding as he ventures inward. “Nice,” Pete croons gently. “You’re a very good girl, Dani. Open wider for him, will you?”
I sigh as the hand sinks into the deepest well at the core of my being. Trent leans his body forward, his knuckles rotating back and forth. Ever so slowly he withdraws his arm, then with a firm solid pressure, thrusts in to his elbow.
I lay very still. I had never experienced just the anal by itself. The strokes are long and easy within my half-numbed body, the hand rising shallow toward my anus, then plunging back deep. The gas escaping from around his wrist makes my face burn hot. “Remember what matters,” Pete whispers in my ear. “Nothing to be embarrassed about.”
He moves to crouch beside Trent. The larger boy is standing, using the weight of his body to pump in and out. Pete stirs the fluids of my cunt with his fingers, playing at the edges of my opening, using the lamp to explore it out. He expands it wide with two fingers from each hand, then inserts three as far as he can, reaching in and drawing out. He moistens the pink interior of my opened folds with my juices, then dives back in with four fingers now, turning them slowly within my opening. He stretches the lower wall of my pussy, then plunges deep with his free hand, fisting hard and fast alongside Trent. I am groaning now despite myself, the two hands filling my body. Then Pete clamps his free hand around his wrist, sliding in to my half-numbed cunt with just the slightest pause of resistance. The men are around us now, some taking pictures with their phones. The three hands plunge and retreat, dive in and pull out, my body rocking in time with the rhythm of their thrus
Mature Neighbor
Mature Neighbor · Mature · The first time i fucked my mature neighbor was when she called one Saturday night drunk at my door‚ now don't get me wrong we had met before and had a few coffees together‚ She a sexy big tit big ass lady that looks good for 46. Well when she knocked at the door she revealed that she had been drinking and could she come in naturally I let her in and with in minutes she was asking me did i shave my ball which i replayed yes. She then asked to use the toilet to which i showed her‚ Say to me to wait on her suddenly the bathroom door opened and there she was standing in fuck me boots‚ stockings and suspenders and a sexy little corset with her boobs busting out over the top. she just stood there smiling and then asked you like what you see‚ to which I nodded‚ pushing me back against the hall wall she dropped to her knees and looking up at me with her tits now swinging freely from the corset she said now let see what you got. Frantically she pulled my belt off jeans down‚ now not to blow my own trumpet I do have a long hard fat 9 inch cock. She just paused and stared at my young 31 year old cock pointing at her and then said that is the most beautiful cock I have seen and I don't know if it will fit in my pussy‚ ass or mouth but fuck it i'm going to try to which she opened her mouth and started to suck on my big cock within ten minutes she had made her way halfway down my shaft with her mouth only pulling off for a breath of air or to tell me she was going to get it down her throat which she did my whole 9 inchs squeezed down her tight throat another 10 minutes and i was twitching and shooting my first load down her throat‚ which she accommodated and drank every drop. still sucking on my cock she proceeded to suck it back to life‚ reaching down I felt her pussy was all wet and moist leading her to the sofa pushing her down I threw her legs in the air stuck my face down on her clit and fingering her wet pussy all the squirts and slopping noises you get with a wet pussy ringing through the air in my apartment. 10 minutes of licking/deep licking‚ ass licking and fingering her ass and pussy she soon was cumming all over my face which i licked up and then plunged my cock deep into her wet soggy pussy taking my cock deep she moaned groaned and twitched on my cock with a good hard thrust i started to bang my neighbors pussy really hard and even with her pussy being all wet she was still surprisingly tight continuing to fuck her hard i mean fucking really hard her cum flowing down between her ass and her big tit bouncying from the deep hard fuck she was receiving. squeezing them hard and sucking on them she screams out cumming on my cock and squirting all over it as i pull out filled her mature body once again with a load of cum‚ sticking her ass in the air the mature slut placed her hands on each bum cheek and pulled them apart her pussy juice glistening in the light around her asshole. Grabbing my cock she forced my big cock into her ass in one go pushing back to feel my balls slapping against her wet pussy which she was frantically finger fucking squirting even more pussy juice over my ball which she then started to rub into her pussy even inserting fucking hell i shouted as i grab her big tits and squeeze the hard making her cum her ass getting loser with every thrust screaming and shouting to fuck her cum everywhere but i wish ball deep in my mature neighbor and she was loving it. I soon was announcing i was going to fill her ass with cum and she screamed with pleasure as my pulsating cock emptied its third load. Pulling out she pounced on my cock again with her mouth and said she wanted to suck it clean taking her time she sucked it clean and left with my cum dripping out of all her fuck holes. The next day bumping into her in the apartment block she smiled at me with a seductive smile‚ and within 20 minutes of me being in my apartme3nt the door knocked it was her standing there in stilettos and a long coat which she revealed that she was naked under placing a kiss on my check she whispered into my ear that my cum was dripping out of her all day and i was all she could think of and when she seen me earlier she got all wet went in stripped off and come to see it I had anymore lovely fresh warm cream to feed her hungry holes. Which started another night of wild sex with my mature dirty slut of a neighbor.
Garage Workout
General Sex Experiences · Garage Workout · First of all, I am not a professional writer so please cut me some slack there. I have never posted anything like this, nor has anything this crazy ever happened to me. I didn't dare tell anyone I personally know.
Back in early summer I was going to a local gym routinely, but had been converting my garage into a gym. I had got about enough equipment set up to cancel my gym membership and focus that money on more equipment. I liked working out at home. I was talking to the guy running the desk about my setup while ii was cancelling my membership. When I left, a woman that is there a lot while I am came out behind me and yelled at me. She said she was eavesdropping and was also looking for a way to save some money. She asked if I would be interested in her paying me to work out in my garage instead of the gym. First of all, she is smoking hot. I have fantasized about her AAAA LOT. I was so caught off guard I didn't really know what to say. She said since we worked out at the same time and used basically the same equipment she thought it might make sense. I assumed there was more to this, but figured worst case, she was looking to use me and work out for free which I was okay with as long as I got to stare at her while she did it. I told her to keep her membership for a month and see how it goes using my garage instead. We exchanged numbers.
That night she texted and asked if we could try it out the next day. I said sure, she showed up the next day and it basically was totally professional and fun. After a few times, she said she felt like I was a personal trainer and was working out great for her. She asked if she could cancel her gym membership and I said sure. Shit at that point, I was hoping she would just move in with me! This went on for another week or so, then she asked me to come up monthly payment # for my "personal trainer fee". I told her not to worry about it, I enjoyed the company. She said her husband is better with business stuff, he would just stop by and work something out with me. I thought whoa whoa whoa, husband? What was I going to say at that point. I feel like we had talked enough that a husband would have come up, but she never actually said she wasn't married I guess. I was crushed and felt a little set up on the deal. After waiting a bit to respond.... hoping to send her my displeasure, I said sure, he can stop by sometime.
This guy pulls up in fancy escalade, gets out and looks like he is about 25 years older than her. He hangs up the phone and gets out, we were in the driveway. He said Megan said she found a personal trainer she likes. I was thinking WTF, personal trainer is a serious stretch. I kinda laughed it off and said it was working out well for me too. He looked at me like what the fuck does that mean. I was a little worried. I had no idea what to think at this point. Then he said, do you have all of the equipment you need? I said I was a few plates short of ideal, but should be able to get them next month or so. He pulled out his wallet and put $500 on the bench and said he could take care of that one. He said as far as the ongoing fees were concerned, his wife would take care of that. Said he was okay with whatever arrangement her and I worked out. He said he did need receipts and wrote his number down. I said okay, but wasn't sure what I would charge or how I would send him a receipt or why a phone number for a receipt.... but I didn't want to sound like an idiot. While he was walking to the car he said feel free to send pictures of her progress, I enjoy seeing her enjoy herself. Again, I just kinda laughed it off. My head was spinning. I was trying to figure out is this guy going to come back with a gun, or was trying to set his wife up, or was trying to set me up to hit on his wife.
After thinking about some of the things he said I started leaning away from him having anything against me or trying to set me up. Maybe he was hoping to catch his wife cheating on him though. Held off my urge to call his wife and asks her WTF was going on. I figured I hadn't done anything wrong. I would just see what happens.
Next time she came over it was like nothing happened until she noticed the new plates and I said I tracked some of those down. She knew I was planning to wait on them, so obviously she knew Jim left the money. I wasn't sure how I was going to figure anything out, but then I came up with something.... I mentioned her husband left his number and asked for pictures of her progress. I was half expecting her to say wtf? But no, she said, oh yeah, you should, he is pretty busy, but always enjoys pictures and winked at me. She went to the next set (dead lift) so I took out my phone and snapped a picture of her while she was doing it. She asked if I still had his number and I said it was on the bench. I went over to get it and thought... I'm really going to send her husband a picture of her.... what the hell and put his number in.
I turned around and she had changed weight on the bar and taken her pants off. She was walking up to the bar and said ready? Standing there in her t-shirt and camo thong. I asked what she was doing and she said, "He wanted to see progress!" and winked at me again.
She started lifting, I was literally shaking but I took a picture of her. She went to get the next weight and said he should like that. I said "Send that to him, really?"
She said "Yeah, both of them.... progress."
Then it hit me I discarded the first picture. I told her, "Shit I lost the first one".
She said "That's okay, we have more sets left."
She added weight and went about the next set and I took and sent another picture. I asked her if he was going to wonder why she was missing pants? She looked at me and pulled her shirt off.
She said "Next one, write that I am removing clothes to offset the weight I am adding."
I was shaking so bad and was getting hard fast. I was trying to run the camera and could hardly get the right letters. I thought about stopping to think about it, but she kept moving like no big deal. I just went with it and kept taking and sending pictures. She took her camo panties off next and kept lifting in just her socks and shoes. when she moved to the next station, she didn't even seem flustered. Just kept doing sets, I kept taking pictures. I was scared shitless and thought why keep sending pictures if they might be getting me in trouble so I kept taking, but stopped sending them after she took everything off. She did 2 more stations that way then got dressed again.
She said "Maybe next time we can figure out a payment plan?" and winked. "I believe Jim told you he requires receipts for all payments made."
I said "No problem!" and she said bye and left.
My head was spinning.... I looked at my phone and had a missed message. It was from Jim and I was terrified to open it. He said, "Looks like Meg found a way to pay. Don't forget I need receipts for every payment you receive. If I'm not getting receipts, we will have to take our business elsewhere."
I just started sending each and every picture I took, my heart was pounding! he wrote back "Thanx" and that was it.
She came back the next day and acted like nothing happened. I played a little and said something like different wardrobe than last time and winked. She said "Ha, Jim thought I was being cheap. I told him it was only a down payment" and she winked at me.
I just had to tell someone, somewhere.
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The Wife Chronicles
The Wife Chronicles · Group Sex · Part 1 - Annihilating Her Dignity
Dominant, attractive, white and sexist, Leroy - a 29-year-old - thought that the female species was inferior, but didn’t know anyone who agreed before copulating with the submissive, 28-y/o Sylvia during a Halloween orgy.
Her large paps were firm as were her haunches; she had nice legs and reddish-blonde hair.
Due to her wantoness, though, Leroy demanded that she marry him because he didn't believe in marital sanctity.
One August, Thursday evening, however, he joined a ‘Net-group, ‘ThreeHolers.’
In its membership list, he found the white, 25-y/o Jude and white, 23-y/o Adrian’s shared profile expressing their 'disdain for women' and mentioning that they lived in his city.
Leroy uploaded her nude picture to a message: - ‘Hello. I’m Leroy and this is my wife, Sylvia. She’s into rough and abusive, though non-violent sex, extremely foul language, degradation and public embarrassment. We’d like to meet you at The Silver Moon Tavern this Friday night.”
Jude and Adrian answered: - ‘Hi, Leroy, we’re glad you contacted us and we’ll go to the bar at 10 o’clock.”
Leroy replied, ‘Okay.’
At 9:45 on present occasion, he commanded Sylvia to wear high-heeled shoes and a short, low-cut dress.
‘Yes, sir.’
After that, Leroy drove to the bar.
‘Strut your stuff,' he said.
‘Yes, sir,’ - and she arched her back to proudly display her boobs while the couple walked into the tavern and slected a corner table.
Jude and Adrian recognized her and Jude greeted her, ‘How are you, babe?’
‘I’m not a babe,’ Sylvia protested.
‘What are you?’ Adrian inquired.
‘A slut, sir.’
‘Really? Leroy doesn’t respect you, does he?’ Jude asked.
‘No, sir.’
‘He shouldn’t,’ Adrian remarked as he sat down beside her.
‘Your husband hasn’t told you we're going to ruin you in a junkyard I manage, has he?’ Jude said.
‘That’s right, sir,’ Sylvia answered.
Leroy then ordered coffee, which the bartender served as Adrian lifted Sylvia’s dress and peered at her bare crotch.
‘There aren’t any panties in sight,’ he announced.
‘She’s an immodest lady – oh, shit, the lady’s a tramp!’ Jude sneered.
‘Well, your name’s similar to the Biblical Judas and I hope you’ll betray her wifely honor,’ Leroy chuckled.
‘How about I destroy her reputation, IF she has one?’ Jude asked.
‘Annihilate my dignity, sir!’ Sylia moaned.
‘Trust me, I will!’ Jude snorted as Leroy paid for everyone’s drinks.
Having done that, he, Adrian, Sylvia and Jude left the bar, followed by Leroy pushing her into his car’s rear seat. Adrian and Jude slid in on either side of her and Leroy had barely started driving when he said, ‘The only reason Sylvia exists is because she’s whore.’
'She’s trash!’ Adrian jeered.
‘Are you worthless?’ Jude inquired.
‘Yes, I am, sir!’ she admitted.
‘Yeah, you are!’ Jude said as he spat in her pretty face.
When Leroy arrived at the junkyard, Jude unlocked the gate and waved Leroy through it.
‘Show us your body,’ Leroy commanded,
She did, while Adrian and Jude leered at her.
‘These jugs are enormous,’ Adrian said as he groped her tits.
‘They have aphrodisiacs in them,’ Jude responded.
‘Yeah, and her ovary glands produce them,’ Leroy said.
By then, Sylvia was feeling thoroughly betrayed, though aroused.
Falling to her knees, she asked, ‘May I suck your cocks, sirs?’
Jude lowered his jeans and drilled his 11-inched pecker into her mouth, then: - 'Polish my knob, slut!’
Sylvia did while Leroy and Adrian observed the scene.
But it wasn’t long until Jude emptied his nuts into her throat and withdrew from it.
Adrian stripped and launched his 9-inched pole into her vag.
‘Eeeeh!’ the tart screamed.
‘Shut up!’ Adrian yelled.
‘Yes, sir!’ Sylvia whimpered before an orgasm ignited her loins and Adrian spilled his seed into her snatch.
He dismounted her and said, ‘Try embarrassing her, Leroy.’
‘Okay,’ Leroy answered as he unzipped his trousers and guided his 11-inched penis into her ass.
‘You filthy shit-hole!’ he roared.
‘Even your clit’s filthy!’ Jude laughed.
‘Oh, god, yes, sir!’ Sylvia exclaimed.
Soon, Leroy ejaculated into her bowels and discarded them.
‘Crawl over to that mattress,’ he ordered.
‘Yes, sir,’ - and Sylvia complied as the guys dowsed her in urine.
However, she smelled so bad that Leroy deposited her in his car-trunk and transported her home, where she took a shower before the studs continued manhandling her.
She loved it.
~*~
Part 2 - The King’s Chamber
The Sunday afternoon a week following the night Leroy and Sylvia met Adrian and Jude, Leroy commanded her to dress in nothing except a bra, panties and high-heeled shoes, before the couple got in his car and went to The Scarlet Letter Club where adulterous wives were exposed to male scorn.
They entered a dining area, with a brunette waitress approaching them.
‘Alcohol isn’t allowed, though I have tea and coffee. Which would you prefer?’ she said.
‘Coffee,’ Leroy answered.
‘Coffee for 2?’ she asked.
‘Please,’ Sylvia responded.
The waitress left, returned several minutes later and set 2 cups on the table.
Albert’s the club owner, and since you're new here, you’re his guests and I won’t charge you anything if you’ll drink these in The King’s Chamber. It’s down the hall,’ she said.
‘Thank him,’ Leroy replied as he and Sylvia carried their coffee into the room.
But they didn’t notice a mid-2o’s white stud following them.
‘I’m Darrel,’ he introduced himself.
‘I’m Leroy and this is Sylvia.'
‘You’re a slut?’ Darrel asked her.
‘That’s all I am, sir,’ she answered.
‘Is it politically correct to say you’re a beautiful 'cunt'?’ Darrel sneered.
‘She’s a morally ugly hooker!’ Leroy said.
‘I admire your husband for marketing you,’ Darrel answered as Sylvia volunteered to disrobe.
‘Your tits are obscenely big,’ Darrel remarked.
‘She's in an obscene business,’ Leroy noted.
‘When did she begin turning tricks?’ Darrel inquired.
‘That’s how we celebrated our wedding 7 years ago,’ Leroy informed him.
‘Wow!’ Darrel exclaimed.
‘That’s astonishing, isn’t it?’ Leroy grinned.
‘Yeah,’ Darrel responded while undressing to expose his 9-inched penis.
He then looked up at Albert, the white, 46-y/o ‘king.'
‘You have an audience,’ Darrel said as he bent Sylvia over a couch and penetrated her dung-chute.
‘Sodomize her!’ Leroy uged him.
‘Rip my ass apart!’ Sylvia whimpered, though it wasn’t long until she panted, ‘I’m cumming!’
‘Quiet, whore!’ Darrel snarled as he plowed his jizz into her rectum.
‘You dirty, little hooker!’ Leroy next quoted a *movie line before he drove his cock into her anus.
For 10 minutes, he hammered her, until he unloaded in her bowels.
Nevertheless, she couldn’t believe him sliding her cup beneath her ass and ordering, ‘Fart into your coffee!’
‘Yes, sir!’ - and she’d scarcely done so when Albert crossed the room and ejaculated into her beverage.
He then took a $50-bill from his pocket, handed it to her and said, ‘I’m paying your $20 admission fee plus an extra 30. Hookers are always welcome at my establishment and I want to hire you to entertain a large party this Friday night.’
‘She’ll do it,’ Leroy promised.
‘Good,’ Albert replied as he disappeared from the chamber.
‘Toast him, bitch,’ Leroy said.
‘Yes, sir,’ - and Sylvia swallowed her brew.
The next Friday night, however, Leroy and Darrel attended the party, after which they congratulated her for earning $1, ooo, and...
‘... I’m an expensive escort,’ she giggled.
*(The Gangbang Girl 29)
~*~
Part 3 - Fuck Me, Jesus!
Previous installments haven't explained that Sylvia had rebelled against her religious upbringing, though blasphemy still incensed her.
A week after she and Leroy went to The Scarlet Letter Club, he decided to exploit that during a Sunday morning church service.
But a Friday or Saturday night rarely passed when a least one other man wasn't in bed with Sylvia and Leroy, including the white, 31-y/o Doyle.
He relished Leroy's plan: At 10:45, Leroy had Sylvia wear a long dress and regular shoes, then drove to the church.
Doyle was already sitting in the next-to-last pew; the couple sat down behind him.
Two days earlier, Leroy had requested the pastor to deliver a sermon denouncing adultery.
And, oh, did he ever!
'Unfaithful wives are sinners!' he thundered as Leroy removed a vibrator from his pocket.
He activated the device, reached under her dress and buried it in her muff.
'What are you doing?' she whispered.
'Ask Jesus to fuck you,' Leroy quietly ordered.
'Fuck me, Jesus!' she softly obeyed.
In a bit, Leroy thrust a cross in next to the vibrator.
That amused Doyle; he flipped her the bird and left.
When the pastor finished his sermon, Leroy and Svlvia departed, as well.
'Take the vibrator and cross out,' Leroy said.
She did.
Next, she and Leroy got in the husband's car and he drove to The City Adult Bookstore.
They went into the video-arcade where Doyle was standing in the hall and sneered, 'God condemns paid slummers!'
'Yes, sir.'
'Mary Magdalene's Sylvia's inspiration,' Leroy said.
'Jesus married a hooker?' Doyle asked.
'Yeah, and the 12 disciples were her favorite johns,' Leroy answered.
'She defiled herself for money,' Doyle remarked.
'Sylvia does, too,' Leroy answered.
'She's filth incarnate!' Doyle said as Leroy opened the door to a private viewing room and led her into it while Doyle followed.
'We intend to punish you!' Leroy warned as he and Doyle unzipped their jeans.
'Worship my cock!' Leroy snarlled before she dropped her knees and gulped it into her mouth, followed by Doyle throwing his 10-inched rod into her vag.
'You're a pig. aren't you?' he said.
'Uh-hmmm!' Sylvia nodded.
Nonetheless, that aroused her to a climax which Doyle and Leroy ignored until the latter suggested, 'Breed the dumb sow!'
'What?' Doyle inquired.
'Breed her!'
'Her womb had better be fertile!' Doyle responded as he drained his sperm into her snatch while Leroy's cock erupted in her mouth.
After a brief pause, he said, 'It's time to complete her shame.'
'How?' Doyle asked.
'Like this,' Leroy replied, with him clutching Sylvia's tresses and towing her into the men's restroom. Four black customers then watched Leroy and Doyle pissing in the urinal and having her lick it clean.
'The 'ho must be the janitor,' one guy remarked.
'She's well-trained,' Doyle answered before he, Leroy and Sylvia left the store.
That night, however, Doyle and Leroy commercialized the lowest slut in town.
Jesus christ, man!
~*~
Part 4 - Disgusting
Leroy was returning from work the following Friday night when he went to a gas station where he met Alvin, his white, divorced, equally-sexist and 35-y/o friend.
‘How are you and Sylvia?’ Alvin asked.
‘We’re fine,’ Leroy said.
‘I’m happy hear that. But you know Jude, don’t you?’ Alvin inquired.
‘Yeah, why?’ Leroy answered.
‘Yesterday, he showed me your wife’s nude picture with his phone while he was repairing my car,’ Alvin said.
‘I bet she incited your lust, didn’t she?’ Leroy remarked.
‘Really!’ Alvin said.
‘Let me finish buying gas and we’ll go to my place,’ Leroy responded.
‘Okay,’ Alvin replied.
After Leroy had filled his tank, the men went to Leroy’s house.
‘You remember Alvin, don’t you?’ he asked.
‘Yes, sir,’ Sylvia responded.
‘He’s here since Jude once more betrayed your honor,’ Leroy said.
‘Just as much, you have no virtue!’ Alvin remarked.
‘Yeah. So, confess the awful sin you committed in church on Sunday!’ Leroy commanded.
‘I - I - asked Jesus to fuck me, sir.’
‘I ought to violate you!’ Alvin snorted.
However, he didn’t realize that he coincidentally was indulging Sylvia’s fantasy until Leroy told him, ‘You have her permission!’
‘Good!’ Alvin said as he undressed to display his thick, 11-inched penis, then tore her clothes off, pushed her knee-ward in the living room and hurled his spear into her mouth.
‘Swallow my dick!’ he snarled.
‘Do it, you demon-possesses witch!’ Leroy ordered.
‘You don’t hate her, do you?’ Alvin laughed.
‘She's too disgusting to hate!’ Leroy sarcastically replied.
‘That’s what Jesus thinks!’ Alvin responded.
Having said that, he withdrew from the Sylvia’s mouth and creamed her face.
‘You’re total mess!’ he snickered before Leroy stripped, crouched behind her and aimed his pecker into her guts.
‘Take my cock in your stinking sewer!’ he disparaged her to an orgasm.
‘First, she was ‘a demon-possessed witch’, then ‘disgusting’ and now she’s a ‘stinking sewer!’ Alvin chuckled.
‘Don’t forget she’s morally offensive!’ Leroy added while unloading in Sylvia’s ass.
‘Immoral wives are great, aren’t they?’ Alvin inquired.
‘Yeah, they are,’ Leroy answered, and 'thank you, sirs,’ Sylvia ended the night.
However, Alvin moved to Spain and she never saw him again.
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The day I pretended to be a prostitute
The day I pretended to be a prostitute · Mature · This story happened about 7 years ago, when I was still married.
I was at a bar waiting for a friend. She texted me and apologized because she couldn’t come. So, I just stayed there, alone and sad. I watched all the young and happy people. They were enjoying their lives, while I was stuck in an unhappy marriage.
As you probably know from my other stories, I have a thing for much younger men. I kept looking and imagining myself with some of them. I had a few drinks, which perhaps made me a little inattentive of how I was acting. I kept starring and smiling at young men without realizing I was doing it too obvious. I was a fat woman in my late 30s, so that was awkward.
Suddenly a young African American man approached me:
“So, you are available?”
“Huh?”
“50 Dollars?”
“What?!”
“I have a place nearby.”
“What are you talking about?!”
“Sorry. Never mind.”
He went away. I was so distracted that it took me a few seconds to realize what had happened. He had mistaken me for a prostitute! I felt ashamed and noticed that I was acting suggestively without realizing it. All that starring and smiling at much younger men had given him that idea.
I was a little ashamed and starred at the table. But I realized there was one good thing about the situation: A young man had found me attractive enough to pay for me. He wasn’t bad looking and reminded me of a good relationship I had with my first boyfriend, who was a nice young African American, in my twenties.
I thought about the situation for a few minutes and it became less and less awkward. I was willing to be with him, but not as a prostitute. But I was too shy to simply tell him that. I also had a fantasy about being a sex slave for a strong dominant African American man. I thought perhaps pretending to be a prostitute could create a situation like that.
I came to a conclusion: The only way to overcome my shyness and make him act like the man in my fantasy was pretending to be a prostitute!
I stood up and went to him:
“Okay, let’s go.”
“So, you are available?”
“Of course.”
I was afraid that people may notice what was going on, so I went out of the bar and he followed shortly.
“Why did you reject me the first time?”
“I was afraid you might be a cop.”
He was muscular and had a serious face, so that made sense.
We went to his place, which was nearby. I think he realized that I was acting a little strange. I was happy, with a big stupid smile on my face. I haven’t met many prostitutes, but I don’t think they have such a big stupid smile on their faces when they are with their customers.
He took me to his bedroom and began undressing. I couldn’t believe what I was about to do. Despite not being happy in my marriage, I had never cheated on my husband, but now I was with a young stranger (perhaps 15 years younger than me) and ready to surrender myself to him.
I was lost in my thoughts when he brought me back to senses:
“What are you waiting for? Undress!”
“Yes sir!”
I began to take off my clothes. I revealed my body to him little by little. I was fat, and my face was average looking at best. Therefore, his interest in me excited me and made me feel better about myself.
We both striped down to our underwear. He waited for me to continue. I opened my bra. I knew men were interested in my breasts more than anything since I was a teenager. I noticed his erection after seeing my breasts. It was comforting to know that my old breasts could still attract young men.
I was a little ashamed to take off my panties, but I just forced myself to do it. He took off his underwear as well. His cock was big and fully erected. I really missed the sight of such a cock which I had fantasized about for years.
He asked:
“Are you okay with kissing? I’ll pay extra.”
I was thrilled to hear that. I remembered what a good kisser my first boyfriend was. I was eager to repeat that experience, so I responded positively.
We hugged together and started kissing. I locked my arms around his head and he locked his arms around my waist. It wasn’t purely artificial. We kissed like a boyfriend and girlfriend. He moved his hands down and grabbed my butt cheeks hard. It lasted a minute.
After that he asked me to sit on the floor. I sat in front of his big erected cock. He grabbed and bundled my hair. It was a little painful, but as I said, I liked him to dominate me. I opened my mouth and he pushed his cock in it. That was the biggest cock I ever had in my mouth, which scared me a little. I think my eyes widened which probably made my face looked scared and funny. He laughed at me as a result.
I started sucking. It was good – both the taste and the feeling. I had not done something like this for so long that I had forgotten how it’s like. In my thoughts, I looked back at my life for a second and regretted that I had deprived myself and the others from such a pleasure. Such a regret gave me even more motivation for making the most out of this situation.
I raised my hands and grabbed his butt cheeks, showing my eagerness in sucking his cock. He noticed my eagerness and encouraged me with his words:
“That’s it bitch! You should be paying me, not the other way around! Suck that cock! Suck it hard!”
He began pumping his cock in my mount as he was talking. He also forced me to move my head back and forward by dragging the bundle of my hair he had in his hand. Sucking turned into throat fucking. This was the first time I was doing it. It was hard but I managed to last.
He cummed in my mouth. There was so much cum. I swallowed all of it.
I was so distracted that I had even forgot to ask him to wear a condom. But I didn’t care anymore.
He asked:
“Did you like it?”
“Yes.”
“Such a horny bitch! I bet you would have followed me without needing any money.”
“I would, probably!”
“Come here!”
He stood me up, turned me around and grabbed me hard from behind. He held me firmly, his left hand grabbed my breast and his right hand went for my pussy. He began fondling my pussy and squeezing my breasts as he kept kissing my neck from behind.
He knew exactly how to play with my pussy, even better than myself! I moaned, and my moaning became louder as he increased the speed of his fingers. It had been years since I had such a pleasure.
After a few minutes, I reached an orgasm, which came with a scream-like moan. He turned me around and we kissed again, this time it lasted much longer. If someone could see us like that, he probably would have thought that we were a happy couple, and certainly not a prostitute and her customer!
He asked me to lay on the bed and began playing with my breasts. He kept squeezing them and sucked my nipples. After a few minutes of playing like that, he put his cock between my breasts and pushed them together, locking his cock in the middle. He started pumping. For me this was more funny than sexual. I laughed a little. He noticed it and said:
“Is that funny bitch? Wait till my cock is up again. We’ll see who will be laughing then!”
His cock wasn’t fully erected after his first orgasm, but it was getting there, little by little.
He sat me on the ground again, threw a condom at me and said:
“Hurry up! That’s your job, unless you want me to fuck you bare!”
I opened the condom, sucked his cock a little until it was fully erected again, and put the condom on it.
He asked me to lay down on the bed while he was standing next to it. He put a pillow behind me, so I could be positioned right. After that, he put my legs on his shoulders and tried to penetrate me. That was certainly the biggest cock I had until then. It was painful. He was probably expecting the widened vagina of an old prostitute, but I was too tight.
“Damn! You are too tight. Don’t get many customers?”
“Ahhh! I can’t take it!”
To his surprise, he noticed that I really couldn’t take it like that. He went to his kitchen, soaked a paper towel with cooking oil and rubbed his cock with it in order to lubricate it.
We tried for the second time. This time I was determined to do it. He put the tip of his huge cock on the entrance of my pussy, then slowly pushed it inside. It was still painful, but pleasing for me. He moved it back and forward slowly in order to familiarize himself with my insides and prepare me for pumping. My legs were up on his shoulders and he was squeezing my breasts with his hands. That excited me and I felt my pussy leaking juice, which could have eased things further by lubricating the way for his cock.
He slowly increased the speed of his pumping. It was still a little painful but the pleasure was so great that I could hardly feel it.
“Yeah! You like my black cock in that tight pussy bitch? I bet you never had anything like it!”
“Oooh! It’s great! Fuck me!”
“I’m gonna fuck your brains out! I’ll tear that pussy apart!”
He was now doing it so fast and powerful that it felt like I’m being fucked by a fuck machine! I started to moan loudly. This was the kind of sex I wanted and had fantasized about it for years. He kept fucking me until I reached my second orgasm and he cummed shortly after.
We were both very tired and sweating bad. We fell next to each other. He told me that I was the best whore he had in his life. I asked him why he picked me when he could have picked a young and prettier girl, and more importantly, he was handsome and didn’t need prostitutes for sex at all. He responded that he had a thing for fat white MILFs and I fit perfectly in that category!
I admitted that I’m not a prostitute and explained why I had to act like one. We both laughed at the situation.
He regretted that he had no energy left for my ass. I told him that I was anally virgin. He insisted on taking that virginity, and I was eager to complete my experiences that night, so I suggested doing it with a cucumber. He soaked a cucumber in cooking oil and fucked my ass with it. I was never a big fan of anal sex, but I enjoyed letting him take my virginity and at least got a general idea of how it’s like. He also spanked me a little before penetrating me with the cucumber.
I slept with him that night. We made an arrangement to see each other again.
We kept seeing each other for some time and had sex pretty much the same way we had the first time. The sex was great and made me realize what I had missed in my life sexually (not to mention the other and more important aspects of life) and encouraged me to free myself from my miserable marriage, which I did eventually.
What started as something like a prostitute - customer relation turned into a wonderful and life changing experience for me and my “customer”. I know I materialized his fantasies and he eventually moved to more serious relationships and got married to a nice girl. I freed myself from my past too and started a new and happy life.
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The Teacher's Tale
The Teacher's Tale · General · The Teacher’s Tale
“And for next week I want you to read chapters 16 to 20 alright?!” My last sentence of class was met with a cacophony of noise. The bell rang‚ chairs scraped‚ bags zipped‚ voices grew louder. Lunchtime at Pembury High. I sighed and picked up my own books; heading to the staff room to get my lunch. I always brought packed lunch. It was a force of habit – something my mother had always done for me when I was at school‚ it made me feel… nostalgic in a way.
I said hello to my fellow teachers and opened my locker. Inside was something incredibly shocking. A detention slip! It read “I need to see you in my office at the end of the day.” Under ‘reason’ was simply “;)” and it was just signed “LDE”. LDE was the acronym that our school’s dance teacher used. Her name was Lara Diane Edrel. I was both confused and excited. I had fancied Lara since we had joined the school together last year. We were only a year apart in age but she seemed so much like me that the age thing never mattered. She was not the tallest‚ nor the shortest of women‚ she was a perfect height and a fantastic build‚ her legs were lithe and sexy – years of dancing had toned them up‚ her stomach was flat‚ her arse had a fantastic curvature almost perfect and her breasts… her breasts were incredible. Large and round and succulent… I just wanted to taste them. I suddenly caught myself and rushed back to my classroom hoping the day would pass quickly.
I myself was not very tall – at the age of 21‚ I was 5’7” quite slim in build with a big smile and big round brown eyes. I had caught several of my sixth formers staring at me and it worried me to think about how they talked about me and my fellow teachers – knowing that I had only myself been in their shoes three or four years previously. I had to be careful about what I thought for the last period of the day. Year nine’s were a tricky bunch at the best of times‚ never mind when my head was over in miss Edrel’s office between her breasts‚ or better yet between those gorgeously sexy legs‚ licking her sweet pussy…
I shook myself and carried on with teaching my class about Romeo And Juliet despite the fact that they clearly had no interest in what I was teaching them. I stuck on a youtube video and let the class run to an end‚ not even setting them any homework and as the bell went‚ I was racing across the grounds to get to Lara’s office. When I got there I saw her silhouette through the frosted glass on her door. I hesitated‚ taking in her gorgeous figure then‚ after a split second‚ I knocked. “Come in!” her voice floated through the door‚ it was music to my ears. As I pushed the door open I spoke “Hey Miss Edrel – you wanted to see me? Very nice with the det slip by the way!” I tried to act jovially‚ even though I was nervously excited and could feel my cock stiffening as I looked at her amazing body. She was wearing a figure hugging summer dress – her legs were bare‚ as were her feet so she had obviously removed her leggings which she would have been wearing all day and her full beautiful breasts were almost spilling out of the top of her dress. She flicked her strawberry blonde hair as she turned to look at me with her staggering green eyes and a smile on her face. She walked with a sway in her hips that I had never seen on any other woman and god dam it was sexy. “yes… I wanted to see you” she said in a silky voice‚ locking the door as she did so‚ “and by the look of things‚” she gazed down at the solid lump that was my cock “you wanted to see me too!” I suddenly became very flustered‚ stumbling over my words “I – I can… I can explain!” She just giggled and said “explain what? That you’ve wanted to fuck me since we met? Oh hunny‚ I know… I wanted to see how long it would take you to make a move… but I got bored of waiting…”
Before I knew what was happening‚ she had pulled down her dress so I could see her magnificent breasts fully for the first time – they were every bit as beautiful as I had imagined and then she had her hands in my boxers‚ pulling them down and grabbing my cock as she did so‚ sliding her hand up and down slowly at first. “well… it’s nice to meet you” she said‚ before swallowing all 8 and a half inches whole. I swear I almost came right there and then and my hands flew to the back of her head‚ pushing my cock as deep down her throat as I could and she grabbed hold of my thighs‚ before moving one hand to gently carress my balls as she deepthroated me. I moaned and she groaned as she throatfucked me. I was getting closer to orgasm and she could clearly tell this so she squeezed my balls harder and sucked me faster and faster until I groaned loudly and gripped her hair tight trying hard not to shout as there were still students milling around the building‚ I shot my load deep in her throat. She swallowed it all down‚ licking her lips. She stood up and covered up saying “well… that was definitely worth the wait… however… you owe me now!!!” I was too shocked to speak! She wrote something on a piece of paper and slipped it in my shirt pocket whispering in my ear “my address… swing by later tonight… I’ll have a real treat for you then… off you go!” And in a flash‚ I was out of her office‚ still dazed and amazed by what had just transpired…
I rushed home unable to get my head around what had happened… Apparently‚ she had wanted me too! And had just been waiting for my play?!!? Well had I known that I would have acted a fuckload sooner!!! I ran up the stairs to my flat‚ fumbling with the keys before I finally managed to let myself in. I was met by my cat and I had to say “Sorry old friend‚ but I have another pussy to play with tonight!” The cat looked slightly hurt (if cat’s can look hurt) and stalked away with her tail in the air as if I’d personally insulted her. I’d buy her some tuna to make it up to her later‚ but right now‚ showering and getting back out was more important. I stripped down and turned the shower on‚ embracing the cold water before it finally turned to hot. I thought that the sheer cold might make me think twice about what I was going to do that evening but instead it only refocused my mind on what was going to happen. As I was washing myself‚ I thought about her lips wrapped around my cock and felt myself getting harder and harder. It was no good‚ I began to stroke myself‚ gently at first‚ the water crashing down around me. I was imagining her breasts enveloping my cock‚ her squeezing them tightly around it and sucking the end every time it went near those incredibly sexy lips. I stiffened even more as I thought about sliding my head between her pussy lips and how good she would taste… before I knew it‚ I had shot my load and it was washing away down the drain… Now all I had to do was wait for her text message to say she was ready for me to come over… Well that and get changed.
The text message came whilst I was playing xbox. I felt my phone vibrate against my leg and almost dropped the controller. The text simply read “I’m waiting big boy ;) x” Well‚ I’d kept her waiting once‚ so it would be rude to do it again! I chucked on some jeans and a tee‚ grabbed my hoodie‚ keys and phone from the side and was out my door no more than three minutes after receiving that text. In my pocket was the piece of paper with her address on it. She only lived three or four streets away from me!!! I was getting nervous again but I was excited as well‚ the blood was pumping in my ears. It was an odd sensation‚ but I knew the blood would be pumping somewhere else soon enough. I arrived at her front door within about ten minutes and I rang the door bell. When she answered‚ my jaw almost hit the floor.
She was stood there in a French maids outfit and black high heels. Again her breasts were almost fully out – the outfit made them look even bigger than they actually were and the skirt was so short that I was sure if she bent over I would see her panties. “Good evening sir” She said in the same silky voice she had used earlier. “Please… Come in”. I was more than happy to oblige and after I’d stepped across the threshold she shut the door behind me‚ spun me around and pulled me towards her. I kissed her passionately‚ my lips finding hers with incredible ease; our tongues were not far behind and we were exploring each others mouths. It wasn’t long before I was kissing down her neck‚ grazing my teeth‚ carefully‚ so as not to leave a mark – I knew what kids could be like in school and didn’t want her to have to face any of the flak she would get if she had a love bite – and I moved closer and closer to those incredible breasts. Finally‚ I managed to get my lips onto them kissing closer and closer to her nipples. It was just as I raised my hands to remove her top that she pushed me to my knees and forced my head towards her pussy. She didn’t need to force really but it felt good to be wanted down there… She smelt incredible‚ I could tell her juices were flowing but that didn’t stop me from sliding my tongue all the way up her pussy‚ teasing her arsehole before reaching the top and flicking over her already swollen clit. My teeth closed around it as my tongue began to swirl and stab and flick and my fingers plunged inside her. I could hear her moaning as I did this and a sudden surge of inspiration came to me. The next time I withdrew my fingers I slid one into her arsehole and two into her pussy‚ all the while my tongue and teeth working on her clit. This made her grind her hips towards my face and she began to moan faster as my fingers penetrated her two holes. My cock was throbbing but I didn’t stop; I wanted to repay her for earlier. It wasn’t long before I was going to get my reward – her moans got louder and quicker‚ her breathing more shallow; then‚ all of a sudden‚ her hands gripped my hair stupidly tightly and I could feel her pussy and arsehole tense around my fingers. I licked her until her orgasm subsided then she pulled me up and licked her juices off me. “Well‚” she said “I guess that makes us even… Shall we get on with the evening’s entertainment? I thought we’d skip dinner‚ as you’ve just eaten and I intend to eat something myself a little later….” She winked as she finished her sentence‚ grabbed me by the hand and dragged me towards what I could only assume was her bedroom.
What I saw upon entering her bedroom shocked and excited me all at once. Attached to the four bed posts were shackles and laying in the middle of the bed was a huge red dildo… Must have been at least ten inches. I was wondering what was about to happen but realised that with Lara‚ I would be able to explore a sexual side of myself that I had never been able to before. Whilst I was taking in what I saw on the bed‚ Lara began to strip and I realised she wasn’t only pantiless‚ but braless too. I watched as she got completely naked‚ bending down to take off her heels and showing me her beautiful trimmed pussy and her arsehole‚ still pink from the assault against the door earlier. As she took off her second shoe she spoke. “I can see from the look in your eye you’re a little surprised… but from the look of your trousers excited too!” She laughed softly as I looked down and saw that my cock was as stiff as iron. She walked over to me and kissed me as she had earlier‚ this time sliding her hands up my top and dragging her nails down my chest. The pain felt good in a twisted kind of way and just as I found myself wanting more and my cock throbbing‚ she stopped. She took my top off and unzipped my jeans‚ pulling them and my boxers down but waiting for me to remove them fully as she wandered back to the bed‚ perching on the edge. I clumsily removed the rest of my clothing and almost sprinted over to her. “Woah there!” She said‚ “I want you to do something to me…” “Anything!” I replied. “I want you‚ to take this big red dildo‚ and force it down my throat… then‚ I want you to put it in my arse and fuck me hard from behind… I want you to treat me like your little slut‚ all my holes‚ are yours… I want you to use and abuse me… all I ask‚ is that this dildo is in my arse for the first few orgasms and after we’ve fucked once… you chain me up. Other than that‚ you have free reign. Deal?”
My response was to grab the dildo and her throat‚ almost in the same action. Squeezing her throat I said “Open up.” She obliged almost instantly and I relinquished my grip slightly sliding the dildo in‚ inch by inch to her wide open mouth watching as she took it just as easily as she had taken my cock earlier on that day. When she had it all the way in I held her throat tighter‚ closing my fingers so she could barely breathe. She began to cough and splutter and I again loosened my grip and began to remove the dildo from her throat‚ before ramming it deeper again and making her gag and splutter from the surprise. I smirked‚ pleased that I had caught her out and this time as I removed the dildo from her throat I brought it all the way out‚ telling her to bend over. She obliged almost instantly and I forced her head into the bed before spreading her perfectly rounded arse cheeks. I spat on her arsehole to make it wet then slid three fingers inside her straight away. She bucked slightly then stayed still. I’d never done anything to anyone’s areshole before tonight‚ so I was very excited to have free reign over it after fucking her like this… I pulled my fingers out and before putting the dildo inside her‚ I shoved them in her mouth and she willingly sucked them clean. I began teasing her anus with the dildo before she slowly but surely squeezed it in. This time she did buck and moan and rock onto it‚ her moans getting louder as it got deeper and deeper. I pulled it out about half way before slamming it back inside her‚ making her yelp with a mix of surprise and pleasure once again. I smiled again realising what I was about to do and I slid my fingers inside her dripping wet pussy‚ making her moan and slide her hips backwards and forwards. It didn’t take long til my cock was solid again and I pulled my fingers out and slid it in slowly‚ inch by inch‚ just like I had the dildo. Her pussy felt wonderful around my cock‚ warm‚ tight and wet… Just perfect. She moaned louder and louder as my cock went in and out of her‚ slowly and gently at first but then faster and harder and faster still‚ our hips moving in a rhythmical movement. Suddenly she said “Spank me!” So I pulled my hand back and spanked her. “What the fuck was that‚ are you man or mouse? I said fucking SPANK ME!!!” She screamed the last two words as my cock drilled into her again‚ this time I was taking no prisoners‚ I pulled my hand back as far as I could and brought it crashing down on her arse cheek. The noise was incredible but nowhere near as incredible as the one she made after I made contact and my cock slipped deeper. “mmmmm fuck yeah! Keep going you’re getting me close!” My hand stung from the spank but it was a good sensation so I did the same to her other arse cheek. She moaned again and our movements became faster and more intense‚ as we drew closer to orgasm I brought my hands round to her front‚ squeezing those beautiful breasts hard and pinching her nipples‚ making her squeal with delight‚ then‚ my fingers found their way to her clit. I could see the dildo poking out of her anus as my cock rammed her pussy again and again and my fingers assaulted her clit. Without warning she cried “FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!” and I felt her pussy tighten around my cock and she bucked so hard into my hips that it made me shoot my load deep inside her.
We rode out our orgasms together then I forced her onto the bed and shackled her up‚ once she was in place I slid my cock into her mouth and began licking her clit again‚ so we were in the 69 position. Once again she took my cock with little resistance all the way down her throat moaning onto me this time as I licked her throbbing clit again assaulting it with my teeth and sliding my fingers inside her‚ letting the dildo in her arse keep that hole filled. I was about to do something I’d wanted to do all night‚ I turned around and put my cock between her tits‚ squeezing them together around it and began fucking her chest. Just as I had imagined‚ she began taking the tip of my cock in her mouth everytime she could reach it and kept telling me how good it felt between her tits. This turned me on immensely‚ however I decided to release my grip on one of her breasts‚ holding them both with one hand covering my cock and the other hand once again closed around her throat. Her moans turned to simply squeaks as her airways closed and I moved down her body‚ sliding my cock inside her widely stretched pussy with ease once again. She tried to moan but again she could only squeak and barely breathe as my cock was pounding her pussy for the second time that evening‚ this time with me on top of her‚ feeling those glorious breasts against my chest‚ her erect nipples rubbing against my body as I fucked her harder and harder. I watched her face as I fucked her and I could see the joy she felt from having her breathing restricted and her pussy pounded‚ and I kept it up‚ pulling my cock all the way out of her‚ before slamming it back in‚ harder and faster I pounded and tighter and tighter I squeezed‚ until I saw her eyes glaze over‚ at which point‚ I let go of her throat and instead began attacking her boobs. I slapped each one in turn hard‚ then bit down on each one of her nipples like I had done her clit earlier on‚ and flicked my tongue‚ ramming her pussy continuously with my throbbing cock. I began removing the dildo from her anus whilst flicking her nipples with my tongue and grazing them with my teeth and then rammed it back in‚ three maybe four times before pulling it all the way out of her and stopping my attack on her nippled just to slide it down her throat again. Before she could so much as moan‚ I had removed my cock from her tight pussy and slammed it into her now massively stretched arsehole. The feeling was sheer ecstasy. Her arse clenched as soon as my cock was in there and I couldn’t help but let out a moan of pleasure as I felt the joys of anal sex for the first time. I couldn’t help but think how fucking hot she looked with my cock in her arse‚ a dildo down her throat and her pussy dripping both of our cum… I took the dildo out of her throat and slid it inside her pussy‚ once again allowing my hand to tighten round her throat‚ after slapping her face hard. She moaned loudly again and I slapped her again with my free hand‚ then concentrated on fucking her slutty little arsehole. It felt so good to be burying my cock deep in her anus I couldn’t help but feel my balls tighten and me get closer to orgasm. I didn’t know how many times she had cum so far but I could tell she was getting insane pleasure from what was going on and her hips were moving as much as her restraints would allow. She managed to whisper “Cum… in … my … arsehole … please… fill me…!” She didn’t need to ask me twice‚ no sooner had the words left her lips‚ my balls tightened totally and my load went inside her again‚ making her let out a low stifled moan and me a loud groan. This is what I had been missing… I wouldn’t be missing it again!!!
I continued fucking her arsehole for a few minutes‚ then as I pulled out‚ I pulled the dildo out of her pussy and pushed back into her anus‚ not allowing my cum to escape. I clambered up the bed and fucked her throat again to get myself hard once more. I was in no way done with fucking this stunning specimen of the female gender. Once I was fully hard again I rushed back to the end of the bed‚ and slid my cock in her pussy‚ thrusting gently whilst I undid the shackles around her ankles. She gave me a quizzical look but I slapped her round the face again before she could speak and slammed my other hand into her throat making the words catch before she could say anything. I pounded her pussy a few times to make her slip back into the reverie she was in before and then I let go of her throat again‚ put her legs onto my shoulders and then leaned forward‚ making the most of her flexibility and putting them on her shoulders‚ fucking her as deep as I could‚ I also made sure her dildo was as deep as that could go too‚ before I resumed choking and fucking her‚ my free hand rubbing her clit. Her hips bucked and she came again and again‚ but as I had already cum four times throughout the day‚ I could go for ages. I spanked her hard and rammed her dildo in and out of her arse with my free hand making her squeal again and again with pleasure until finally‚ I felt my balls begin to tighten again. I moved her legs back to be flat on the bed‚ climbed up again and unshackled her hands‚ I slapped her again and said “squeeze your tits together‚ I’m gonna cum all over them” she did as she was told and as I fucked he magnificent breasts I pulled her dildo out of arse and slid it down her throat again. She moaned onto it as my cock slipped between her breasts – her pussy juices were still dripping off me as I was between her tits. She moaned louder and louder bringing me closer and closer to orgasm‚ before finally with one final thrust‚ I shot my load all over her chest moaning as I did so. I rolled off her‚ exhausted‚ but she wasn’t done. She pulled the dildo out of her mouth and ate up all my cum. She attempted to clamber on top of me but I whispered “not tonight… I need a break!” She looked stunned‚ but nodded and proceeded to fuck herself with her dildo until she came one more time. Then she went and had a shower‚ inviting me in but I said “Let’s save something for next time” with a wink and a smile. She laughed and went to shower and when she was done‚ I did the same. We slept together naked‚ our hands exploring each other’s bodies before we slept‚ I knew that from now on‚ life at Pembury High and life with Lara were about to get a whole lot sexier…
TO BE CONTINUED…
The Teacher’s Tale Part 2.
It had been nearly a week since I first fucked Lara‚ the Dance Teacher at Pembury High – the school I also teach English at. Life could not have been better since then. Whenever we saw each other in the corridor we would smile knowingly and nod in recognition of the other – knowing that in a few hours time we would be at either one of our houses‚ fucking each other senseless. I couldn’t help but smile remembering one such moment during the Saturday sex session; she had had all three of her glorious holes completely and utterly violated. I was close to finishing as I pounded both her pussy and anus in turn‚ trying to make myself cum‚ she was moaning loudly and egging me on‚ she wanted it‚ I could tell she wanted it she was almost begging me to cum inside her. Never not wanting to surprise‚ I threw her too her knees‚ grabbed her throat and fucked her face hard and fast‚ knowing she could take me all the way in. She even stuck her tongue out to tease my balls when my cock was buried in her throat. This brought me closer than ever and just as I felt my cock stiffen completely and my balls tighten I pulled out of her mouth and shot my load all over her face and chest. When she opened her eyes and began licking her lips and cleaning herself off‚ she looked incredibly pleased with herself and rather happy that her face and chest had got a glazing of my cum. She did look fucking hot with my cum all over her… It’s a picture that will stay with me forever.
I once again found myself heading to the staff room at lunchtime‚ to grab my lunch from my locker‚ when all of a sudden‚ I felt a tug on my sleeve. I turned in bewilderment‚ but this soon turned to delight as I saw Lara peeking out of a broom cupboard and shaking the keys at me. I shook my head‚ double checked no one could see me and I slipped inside. I heard the lock click and as soon as it did I had her up against the door kissing her passionately‚ my tongue sliding inside her mouth‚ my hand flying to her crotch to find her once again pantiless underneath her summer dress. I slipped my fingers inside her and used my thumb to massage her clit as she unzipped my trousers and began rubbing my quickly stiffening cock through my boxers. Her lips moved around to my ear which she bit down on hard‚ making me slam my fingers inside her faster and harder and begin to tease her anus with my little finger‚ knowing how much she wanted it inside her and how much she enjoyed it‚ but not wanting to cave to her that quickly. Next thing I knew‚ she was on her knees in front of me‚ taking me deep into her throat. “Oh no you don’t!” I whispered at her in what was a low growl. I picked her up by the throat‚ slammed her back into the door‚ and lifted one of her legs onto my shoulders‚ (her being a dancer was handy and sexy)‚ and slipped my hard and now wet cock easily into her dripping pussy. She let out a moan as my cock and her cunt moved together in perfect harmony and I could feel the warmth and the familiar tightness of her beautiful pussy as my big‚ thick‚ hard cock powered in and out of her. She moaned louder and louder and I could feel her nails dragging down my back‚ spurring me on. I could see the familiar signs of her getting close; her chest was heaving‚ her breathing had become ragged and irregular and she had begun gripping and clawing at my shoulders trying to bring me closer to her as I was fucking her. I slammed my cock into her again and again pulling nearly all the way out apart from my head and then ramming it back inside her as fast and hard as I could‚ sliding my hands down her back to her arse‚ I slipped two fingers inside her anus too and this‚ it seemed‚ was enough to push her over the edge. She bit her lip to stop herself screaming‚ helped by my hand quickly closing around her throat to stifle any other noise that could come out‚ and she clawed my shoulders so hard I was almost certain she drew blood. When her pussy relaxed around my cock‚ I once again forced her to her knees and felt her lips lock around my cock‚ the familiar‚ amazing feeling as my cock went deep down her throat and she held me in there‚ massaging my balls waiting for me to cum. It didn’t take long before I too had reached climax and she’d swallowed it all down. She retrieved her panties from a box on a shelf just behind me and before she could put them on‚ I snatched them off her and said “I think I’ll keep these… I’m coming to pay you a visit later and I don’t want any obstacles!” She looked slightly annoyed at first‚ then I saw the now familiar playful look she got in her eye when she thought about us having sex and she said “Fine. If you want all the year 9 boys to see the pussy you enjoy fucking so much!” She made to unlock and go out of the door‚ but I used my body to block her and pin her up against the door again‚ this time her face up against the wood. Her breathing became shallow again as she felt my cock between her arse cheeks. “Don’t be so disgusting or so silly… we both know that pussy is mine and no one else’s… although‚ I’d be willing to share with your new intern‚ maybe you should get her to wait in your office after school today…” The playful look in her eye suddenly turned to a fire of desire‚ there was a sudden sparkle in them as if to say “oh my god yes.” Instead‚ what she actually said was “I’ll meet you in my office at four. Give me a bit of time to lull her into a false sense of security.” I spanked her as hard as I could and dared with students just milling about outside the door then said “You’re a filthy little slut… And I love it. See you at four.” And with a quick peck on the neck‚ I allowed her to leave the cupboard. It wasn’t long before I followed her‚ sniffing her panties before I left the cupboard and stuffing them in my pocket‚ making sure that the red lace could not be seen from any angle.
The rest of the day flew by and when 3 o’clock came and the bell rang‚ I stayed in my classroom‚ claiming to be doing some marking. In fairness‚ I was actually doing some marking‚ but my mind was far from it. I’m sure I even missed a misspelling of “their” as “there” (shocking behaviour for an English teacher)‚ but I didn’t care – Lara was seducing her intern and hopefully‚ I’d be fucking them both very shortly. At five to four‚ my phone buzzed on the table. I dropped my pen and picked it up as soon as I heard it and saw the words “Sorted. Come and get us!” Once again‚ I was rushing through the now thankfully deserted corridors towards Lara’s office. When I got there I could hear giggling‚ I stopped outside for a second‚ trying to decipher whether it was Lara or Kellie‚ and then when I heard a voice I didn’t recognise and the same musical laugh‚ I knew it was Lara. Seemed like her laugh was just as beautiful as the rest of her. I smiled to myself and then steeled myself for what I knew was about to happen‚ what I had orchestrated‚ and walked boldly through the office door.
“Afternoon ladies!” I said as I walked in. Lara looked up and smiled at me‚ but Kellie looked confused. Lara chucked me the keys to her door and said “Draw the blind as well hunny‚ we don’t want anyone else to see this!” The look on Kellie’s face darkened even more. She started to speak “wh..what’s going on here?!?!” She stuttered. “Well‚” Lara said in a sing song sort of voice‚ “we’ve noticed how… gorgeous you are… and we wanted to exploit that… and we wanted to do it right now… in my office. Okay?” Kellie looked taken aback but before she had a chance to answer Lara was kissing her and caressing her breasts‚ almost straddling her in the chair. Kellie seemed to struggle for a minute or two but then Lara slid her hand up Kellie’s leg and began rubbing her pussy through her leggings and Kellie started to moan softly into Lara’s mouth. Lara began kissing down Kellie’s body before stopping and looking at me saying “Well come on then! This was your idea!” I couldn’t help but laugh as I stripped off my shirt‚ trousers and boxers then walked over to the two gorgeous women making out with each other. Lara had begun to strip Kellie‚ her top and bra was already on the floor and now Lara was working on her leggings. I looked down at Kellie and saw her stunning figure. She was very lithe and skinny but had big breasts too‚ not quite as big as Lara’s but big enough to stand out in a crowd. She had a very flat stomach and incredibly slim legs. Her pussy was beautifully shaved and was glistening with Lara’s saliva and her own wetness from being so turned on. I looked at her face and saw that it was slightly long but not unattractive – she was pretty in a quirky‚ alternative way. She had deep brown eyes that you could just fall into and she would definitely be a hit in the clubs with all the horny boys. She could be no older than eighteen. For a split second‚ I felt wrong doing this to her‚ but then‚ I heard her let out a loud moan of pleasure as Lara’s tongue found her clit and then my cock stiffened again and found its way into her wide open mouth. She couldn’t take it as deep as Lara could but as soon as I put it in there I felt the cold metal of her tongue stud on my head and this instantly turned me on even more. She was moaning on to my cock as Lara attacked her pussy with her tongue and gagging every so often when my cock hit the back of her throat. She brought her hand up to start jerking me off‚ but I pushed it away‚ holding the back of her head and fucking her face as hard as I was about to fuck her pussy. I pulled out of her mouth and kissed her gently before moving behind Lara and beginning to lick her sodden pussy. She had been rubbing herself whilst fingering and licking Kellie’s pussy and was already absolutely dripping wet‚ but I added my own saliva to the mix‚ first of all sticking my tongue in her arsehole then sliding it all the way up her pussy to her clit‚ sliding my fingers into both holes simultaneously making her moan onto Kellie’s pussy. I felt her begin to buck her hips against my fingers and tongue and I spanked her‚ leaving a massive red mark on her arse‚ the ones I’d left before only just fading. I pulled away and said “swap with Kellie… I wanna taste her and fuck her… get her to lick you out… her tongue is amazing!” Lara could barely speak so she helped me move Kellie to the floor and then Lara knelt over her face‚ I watched as she felt the tongue stud against her pussy for the first time and she moaned louder then she had all day as I began to assault Kellie’s clit‚ pussy and arsehole. I began to slide my fingers in and out of her just like I did with Lara‚ and she squirmed a little at first‚ but then her hips began to buck just like Lara’s had… Turns out she was just as much of a slut as Lara was… I felt my cock stiffen and I looked at Lara’s face‚ it was contorted into the look of sheer pleasure that occurred just as she was cumming. Good‚ I thought to myself. Out loud I said “Lara‚ 69 her whilst I fuck her pussy.. I want you to be able to take both of us in your mouth…” Lara obediently bent forward and I heard a spank as Kellie got more into what was happening. I knelt up and felt Lara suck me into her gorgeous mouth and all the way to the back of her throat again‚ just to prove her supremacy at giving head‚ then forced my cock into Kellie’s tiny tight pussy. She almost screamed into Lara’s pussy as my cock penetrated her time and again with Lara’s tongue lapping at her clit. Every so often Lara would stop to cum all over Kellie’s face again and then keep licking her. I could feel myself getting closer to orgasm and for the first one‚ I wanted them both to suck me off. So I put Lara to her knees and told Kellie to do the same. They both willingly obliged. They took it in turns to suck my dick and balls respectively‚ first Lara on my cock showing Kellie just what she could do‚ then Kellie trying to imitate her and gagging so using her hand to compensate. This brought me close to orgasm and when I said “I’m gonna cum!!!” They both opened their mouths wide and my load shot across both their faces. They spent the next five minutes cleaning each other up‚ then sucking me til I was hard again. This time Lara was going to be fucked by me whilst Kellie licked her clit. They swapped positions and I began to fuck Lara’s sweet pussy looking into Kellie’s eyes as I did so. She looked so helpless‚ being fucked by two people she respected and worked with and yet she had the look in her eyes that begged for more. So I told Lara to destroy her arsehole‚ which apparently she started doing as Kellie started squealing and flicking her tongue over Lara’s clit as my cock pounded in and out. We stayed in like this for what felt like hours; my cock in Kellie’s mouth‚ then back in Lara’s pussy‚ then her arse then back in her pussy again‚ before finally‚ I pulled out of Lara’s pussy‚ pulled Kellie towards me and rammed my cock into her mouth spurting four or five times before finally being done. The two sexy dance teachers kissed and shared my cum then licked each other clean‚ before the three of us collapsed in a heap on the floor. After what felt like an age I stood up and said “We best get dressed and out of here before the cleaner’s turn up… we could all lose our jobs!” Lara gave me a sour look that said simply ‘I wasn’t finished!!!!’ So I carried on “Lara hunny‚ I’ll make it upto you this evening… I’ll be round yours in an hour… Kellie… Would you be willing to do something like this again? You’re incredibly sexy and I for one enjoyed tasting and fucking you very much…” Kellie seemed taken aback‚ but she nodded a couple of times. I smiled at the two of them sat there totally naked and couldn’t help but feel aroused again. “Lara‚ I’ll be at yours in 90 minutes…” I said as I finished getting dressed “you two… best finish up here!” I finished with a laugh as I unlocked the door and headed out to go home and shower. Sure enough‚ after waiting around for twenty or so seconds‚ I heard the lock click and soft moans issuing from the room once again. Fighting every fibre of my being‚ I left the drama class room and headed for my flat. I had a wild evening in planned for Lara‚ and I hoped it’d be one she’d never forget.
*
Ninety minutes later‚ I rang the doorbell to Lara’s house. She took a little while to answer but when she did she was just stood in her white dressing gown‚ swinging the tie in one hand. She was blocking the way in. “That was a nasty thing you did earlier… Leaving me and poor Kellie while I was still so horny…” “Lara‚ you’re always horny… now if you don’t move out the way and let me in‚ you won’t be able to have my cock again tonight now will you?” I said with a cheeky smile. She pretended to mull it over then said “This had better be good yano… You owe me!!!” I simply smiled and walked in‚ heading straight to her bedroom‚ undressing as I got there. She was right behind me and she helped remove my trousers as I slid her gown off her sleek body. “Lara.. This may be an odd question‚ but how many dildos do you have?” She looked slightly taken aback and then replied “At last count… twelve. Why?” “No reason‚ Just get me your two biggest or thickest ones.. There’s a good girl.” She looked at me again in a quizzical fashion‚ but did as she was told and got her dildos out. She placed them on the bed next to her then said “Well… What are you waiting for?!” I leapt across the room to where she was laying and instantly picked up the red dildo from the week before. I began sliding it up and down her pussy gently and teasingly at first just to get her wet and excited and she tugged at my hair as I did so‚ meaning that she wanted more already and for me to hurry up. I looked up at her whilst rubbing this dildo up and down her pussy and circling it around her entrance and she was getting more and more agitated‚ before her eyes widened as I slipped it inside her moving it in and out gently at first then faster and faster. She began to squeeze her breasts then moved one hand to her clit which she started to rub‚ matching my rhythm with the dildo. It didn’t take long before she was moaning loudly and I was getting excited. Now was to come the fun part. I pulled the dildo all the way out of her pussy and then deliberately turned her over. I spread her arse cheeks wide and slid the now soaking wet dildo deep into her arse. She once again moaned and gripped the bedsheets but she stayed still‚ not quite sure what was about to happen. I spanked her for good measure‚ then took up her second dildo. This one was a dark blue‚ not quite as long as the other one‚ but a bit thicker. This time I took no prisoners‚ slamming it straight into her pussy. She let out a cry of surprise and pleasure then I slid underneath her and she began sucking on my cock for what felt like a heavenly millionth time that day and I began to clamp my teeth down on her clit‚ flicking my tongue between them. It didn’t take long to get me supremely hard‚ so I spanked her‚ pushed her down flat onto the bed and lined my cock up with her pussy. Her dildo was still buried deep inside her and she felt me brush my cock up against her pussy once or twice. She started to say “Oh‚ My‚ God.” But never got beyond “Oh” ‘cos as soon as she started speaking‚ I slammed my cock into her pussy‚ along with her dildo. The feeling of the rubber was an odd one on my cock‚ but not unpleasant as the fake and my real cock worked inside her‚ she began to moan incredibly loudly. Seemed like she loved having her pussy stretched to the limits. I pulled out and flipped her over. I wanted to see the look on her face as the two cocks worked inside her pussy. I wasn’t disappointed. Once again she was biting her lip this time so hard a slight trickle of blood began to slide down her face. She didn’t seem to care. The pleasure of having two cocks in her pussy was so intense she was just focussing on her orgasm. It wasn’t long til I felt her pussy clench and her legs wrap around me. It was the tightest it had ever been during orgasm and she screamed the loudest she had ever screamed. I had to stop thrusting just to keep myself from cumming inside her. I wasn’t ready yet . her arsehole needed the same treatment as her pussy. She seemed to read my mind‚ as both her legs were moved to my shoulders by what seemed to be a mutual unspoken agreement‚ and I spread her arsecheeks wide once again‚ squeezing my cock inside her. I thought her pussy had been tight‚ but this… this was incredible. Every movement felt like it was gonna make me explode. Lara kept wincing‚ I couldn’t tell whether it was with pain or pleasure but she grabbed my hips and made me thrust harder so I guessed it was pleasure. She couldn’t hold on for long though and it wasn’t long til she had another screaming orgasm. This time‚ I came as well‚ filling her arsehole even more than it already was. I kept thrusting until I was done‚ moaning and groaning as I did so‚ then rolled over to lie next to her. She pulled both her toys out of herself and began licking them clean. I didn’t think it possible‚ but this made me even hornier than I had been all day‚ watching her lick her and my cum off of those cocks… She then proceeded to do the same to mine at which point I said “all better now?” She looked at me with her staggering green eyes and said “No… I need to clean you properly!” And with that she held onto my cock and dragged me to her bathroom where she turned on the shower.
We began fumbling around with the soap‚ having a bit of a laugh to begin with‚ lathering each other up and washing each other down‚ doing the generic couply thing in the shower. Then I pulled the shower head off of its attachment and plunged the whole thing deep into her pussy‚ whilst it was switched on. She nearly cried with pleasure and I began fucking her arsehole again using the water from the shower and my spit as a lube. She couldn’t keep the shower head inside her for long however‚ so I pulled out of her arse hole‚ pressed her face against the glass‚ and began fucking her pussy‚ holding the power shower over her clit. This really did drive her wild and she was trying to claw at the glass‚ anything to show the pleasure she was feeling. Before too long‚ I abandoned the shower head completely and we fucked as we had in the broom cupboard earlier‚ before she propped herself up between the wall and the glass of the shower door and I fucked her in a sitting position. She had to have me hold her up on several occasions as she lost her grip when she came‚ but everytime she did she dug her nails into me urging me on. It didn’t take long for me to shoot my load inside her‚ burying my cock into her swollen dripping wet pussy‚ and once again she dutifully sucked me clean‚ looking at me the whole time. After this we actually showered properly‚ giving each other a proper wash and clean and then had fun towelling each other off. This gave me another idea. I curled the towel and whipped her on the arse. She screamed and then tried to fight back‚ but I knew as well as she did if I kept whipping her‚ it would turn her on again and she soon submitted and begged “Take me back to the bedroom… I want to fuck you again before we sleep!” This girl was a machine!!! We went back to the bedroom‚ naked and hand in hand and this time she placed me on the bed. “I want a bit of control now!” She said and before I could do anything‚ she had lowered her pussy on to my cock and she was grinding against me. I couldn’t help but let out a groan as I watched her tits bounce up and down whilst she was fucking my cock – the feeling was amazing‚ and I could feel how deep I was going inside her‚ the gravity of her being on top helping with the force of our sex. She clawed down my chest occasionally and I reached up to squeeze those magnificent breasts. I sat up and began biting all down her body and neck as far as I could reach but she slapped me and pushed me back down‚ before standing up turning round and fucking me in reverse cowgirl. I began spanking her arse and clawing down her back but this just made her bounce up and down on me faster and harder. I reached around and began rubbing her massively swollen clit and she started moaning and groaning and reached her hands round to claw at my face and tug my hair. I started to match her rhythm with my cock pounding in and out of her as her pussy lifted up and down onto it. The feeling was ecstasy for the pair of us and I could already feel my balls tightening once again despite the amount of times I’d cum already that day. I squeezed her breasts together and with one final push‚ I began to cum inside her pussy once again. She rode out mine and her orgasm as mine had set her off then she continued to ride me for a little while before she was fully satisfied and clambered off‚ joining me in laying on the bed. I looked at her and smiled. “I like this new arrangement we have!” I said laughing. She looked at me for a long time before saying “Me too… I just wish you’d done thing’s sooner!” I nodded trying not to laugh. And then she said “And next time we have a threesome‚ I want two cocks‚ you hear me? Otherwise it’s not fair! Today you got two pussies‚ two mouths and four breasts! I got one cock!” I tried to defend myself “HEY‚ you got Kel’s tongue too!!!” But she was having none of it. “Fine‚” I finally conceded “You find a guy‚ and we’ll have a threesome with him…” If truth be told‚ I did wanna try both ways‚ and I knew from what happened earlier tonight she’d love to have more than one cock inside her at a time… maybe even having two in each hole… She rolled over‚ grabbed her phone and texted someone saying she knew just the guy. I smiled then kissed her on the lips. “Night Lara… Try not to wake me up too early…” “You’re the one that always wakes me up!” She said laughing “You always prod me in the side or the back with that thing down there!!” We both fell about laughing‚ and started to go to sleep‚ both thinking about what the next couple of days and sexual encounters would bring!
TO BE CONTINUED.
The Teacher’s Tale Part 3
“Fuck.. Fuuuuuucccckkkkkk!!!!” This was the sound being made by the gorgeous girl I was fucking and had been for the last few weeks as my balls collided with her anus whilst I pounded her pussy as hard and fast as my small frame would allow. She was clawing down my back (I couldn’t count the number of scratches I had accumulated)‚ but nothing was going to stop me. I brought my hand down upon her face and thrust deep into her again as I shot my load into her pussy again. I felt her tighten around me as I did so and she dug her nails in as deep as she could as she too let her orgasm go.
“Fuck me.” She said‚ “That was good!” I smiled wryly at her. I couldn’t help but feel that I needed to spice things up some what – Lara had such a huge sexual appetite that I felt I had to whet it somewhat just to keep her satisfied. She was the best thing I had ever had or experienced sexually but if I was to slip up then I would lose her forever. “Hunny… Whats up?” She asked looking at me with a worried look in her eye. “Wasn’t I good enough?” She seemed so downtrodden and disheartened that I just couldn’t bare it. “No of course not gorgeous you were amazing as ever… It’s just…” She looked at me “Just..?” she egged me on. “Nothing… We’re going away for a weekend. I’ll book us the hotel tomorrow morning and we’ll go tomorrow afternoon and just have a fuck fest somewhere different yeah?” I finished beaming down at her. She smiled back and said “OKAY! Anything you want me to bring???” “No‚” I said “just let me pack a bag for you before I leave and then you have to bring it… but no peeking!” She smiled and said “Oooo you’re so sexy when you’re mysterious…” As she said this she sauntered towards the bathroom. “Coming…again?” She winked and I… I couldn’t refuse. “You bet your life I am.” And I sprinted after her taking her into the shower once again.
*
Lara was driving and listening to the instructions the Sat Nav we had christened “Sally” was giving her. We had gone as far away from Pembury as we could get without it having to take us a whole day to travel. We did stop at a service station and yes‚ we did have a quickie in the backseats of the car where a policeman came and knocked on the window and I thought we were going to get arrested til Lara asked him if he’d like to join in and bring his female partner over to as well and he looked kind of sheepish and said “don’t do it again” and ran off back to his bike. This was a source of great amusement for a good hour of the journey we both fell about laughing Lara trying to concentrate on the drive after I had made her legs shake from the sex we had had not too long before. The bags I had packed were sat in the boot full of toys and other things that I wanted to use on Lara later that evening and she had kept badgering me about what was in there but I just smiled and would say “Wait and see” and go back to reading my book.
When we reached the hotel I gave the name that I had booked it under and then I ran upstairs with Lara. I could tell she was horny as she couldn’t keep still and I smirked as we got into the room and the first thing she did was throw off her clothes‚ sprawl on the bed and say in her sexy little voice “Come and get me big boy…” An offer like that one did not refuse. I went over to the bed‚ taking my top off as I did so and making sure that I had locked the door. The ‘Do Not Disturb’ sign swung lazily on the wrong side of the handle as my face fell into Lara’s pussy. Her legs spread wide and my tongue dived inside her‚ my fingers slipping into her arse hole. “Oooh… It’s been too long…” She moaned quietly gripping my hair hard and pulling me deeper into her pussy my nose rubbing against her engorged clit. She smelt and tasted amazing as ever and my cock was rock solid as my tongue moved in and out of her and swirled inside her‚ my fingers pumping her anus and my free hand squeezing each of her magnificent breasts in turn. I pulled my tongue out of her deciding my cock needed to be buried balls deep inside her and I rolled her legs up so her knees were by her face. She just went with it and allowed me to slide my cock deep into her pussy whilst I perched on her thighs. I dipped my cock in and out of her faster and faster deeper and deeper my balls against her clit‚ bouncing on it and making her moan gently every time my cock buried itself inside her. She was moaning and clawing my back again and squeezing my arse trying to make me cum. I pulled out of her pussy and deliberately missed‚ slamming my big wet cock into her arsehole making her scream with pleasure and pain all at once and she rocked backwards hard. I pulled out and forced her legs as far back and as far wide as they could go and began to pound her arsehole hard and fast so much so she began to cry with pain as I plunged deeper‚ harder and faster than I had ever done before. She screamed as she reached orgasm and this spurred me on‚ making me slide four fingers inside her pussy‚ spread as wide as they could making her close her eyes and moan even louder as my cock and fingers worked in tandem to bring her closer to another orgasm. She was moaning and groaning and pushing her holes onto my appendages. She groaned as another orgasm hit her and my balls began to tighten up. This was a now very familiar feeling every time Lara and I were in a room together. I pulled out of her arse hole and began to pull her down but I didn’t need to. She was on her knees in a flash and taking me in her mouth‚ this time thought only sucking my head and jerking the shaft faster and faster. She kept eye contact the whole time and began to swirl her tongue on my tip. This was nearly enough to set me off except she decided to swallow me whole then slide all the way back up my cock and play with the tip again. This sent me into overdrive and I shot my load deep into her throat which she swallowed and sucked up greedily. I looked down at her and stroked her hair smiling. She smiled back and licked her lips her tongue smacking against them as if to say “give me more!” I couldn’t believe this girl. She was utterly amazing in every aspect. Sexy and a sexaholic. Perfect. Instead of giving her what she wanted however I went into one of the bags and pulled out a slutty police officers uniform‚ some stockings and some heels. “Why don’t you go get a bath… and then come out wearing this? And then the room will be ready for you and us and our… session for later…” I said with a wink. She hurriedly took the clothes and shoes off of me and went into the bathroom. I heard the lock click and said “You better use the shower head on your clit cos if I don’t hear you moaning I’m not gonna fuck you later!” She made a noise that sounded like “Duh.” And I laughed as I prepared the room‚ picking up the phone and calling room service. “Hi‚ Yeah‚ I’d like to order some food up to the room… and could you please make sure it’s a guy that brings it up? My… girlfriend is fussy about who brings her food!” I hung up the phone and began to light the red candles I’d brought. They would go nuts downstairs if they found out I had candles but I didn’t want them to be lit for too long. I grinned as I lay out her toys on the bed along with two sets of handcuffs‚ a whip‚ a blindfold and two of her leather shackles. I grinned as I heard her moaning loudly (even if she was faking it‚ she had at least tried to please‚ and lets face it‚ she was such a nympho she probably was using the showerhead on her clit like I’d asked)‚ and finished laying everything out‚ sitting on the bed in just my boxer shorts waiting for her to come out of the bathroom in her outfit. I wasn’t waiting long.
Out she stepped of the bathroom and it took every bit of self control to stop my jaw hitting the floor. This unfortunately for me meant that my cock was unattended and sprang to life at the sight of her. Her full beautiful breasts flowing out over the top of the far too tight policewoman’s top cum dress her stockings finishing just below the bottom of the outfit‚ her legs looking sleeker and sexier than ever in the heels that I’d given her. She had a cap on hiding the top of her head and she looked up at me from under the peak. She gazed around the room. “I think I’ll have to place you under arrest. For having a too hard cock and for not fucking me quickly enough.” And upon seeing the candles she added “And for being a romantic fuck.” She swayed towards me and dropped to her knees‚ literally ripping the boxers off me and took me into her mouth for the second time that evening. I pulled her top down slightly and her breasts fell free and I looked down to see my cock almost between them. It was like she read my mind and slid her breasts around my cock‚ sucking it occasionally to make it wetter and to allow it to slide better between them. It was at one such moment that there was a knock on the door and I forced her to swallow my cock‚ lodging it at the back of her throat and shouting in a clear voice “Come in. I’m in the bathroom. Come and leave it on the bed.” In walked the guy I had asked for to come and deliver me the food I’d requested. He saw what was happening and made to run out but I shouted “WAIT!” And he stopped. “Do you not find my girlfriend sexy?” He looked and I could see a definite bulge in his pants. “We don’t have any money to tip you with… So let us tip you another way… A very good way… Let her fuck you…” He looked again. I looked down at her and whispered “Pull up your dress hunny” Which she did so with incredible speed‚ spreading her legs ever so slightly to give him a full view of her pussy. Within seconds he was behind her‚ his cock out and sliding into her pussy from behind. She moaned onto my cock‚ her vocal chords vibrating against my head and I smiled down at her and whispered “surprise!” All she could do was moan as the hotel boy slid his cock in and out of her. She took me out of her mouth and began to jerk me hard and fast but I pulled her hand away and said “On the bed. Both of you. Lara‚ on top of me…” She obeyed and I slid my cock into her arse while the other guy slipped his cock inside her pussy. In tandem we began to fuck her holes. I reached around and began squeezing her throat as both our cocks filled her as deep as they could. He was moving fast and hard as was I and I could tell he was squeezing her breasts and I could feel him pulsing and throbbing inside her every time he thrusted inside her she bucked her hips and I could feel her grind her anus onto my cock. She tried to moan but I squeezed almost all of the breath out of her throat and she bucked harder and harder and I smiled‚ releasing her throat slightly so she could breathe and she let out a long loud moan. After she orgasmed I told her to turn around and let him fuck her arse hole. She did as she was told and got on her knees before laying face down on top of me‚ my cock inside her pussy and he was just about to slip into her anus before I said “put the red one in her first” He looked down at the bed and saw the red dildo “oh and pass me the blue!” He looked and saw them both next to each other… He thought for a split second then slid the red dildo deep into her arse causing her to moan gently and passed me the blue dildo‚ which I slid into her pussy alongside my cock. I looked at her and said “Four cocks you little whore. You’re taking four cocks. And you’re going to cum harder than you ever have and it’s all because of me. You are mine and I own you and your pussy and the only reason you’re being fucked by all four cocks is because of me.” Before she could answer my hand reached her throat again and the other nameless guy slid his cock into her anus along with the red dildo and I could feel the scream build then die in her throat as my hand caught it. Both of our cocks worked her pussy and my spar hand worked on her clit. I could feel her pussy close around my cock and tighten again and again as she came repeatedly from having the four cocks – two real‚ two fake in her slutty holes and I could see tears roll down her cheeks. I could feel myself getting closer and judging by the powerfulness of the other’s thrusting so was he. “She’ll take it in her mouth.” I threw her to her knees then picked her up by the throat. “toss him off into your mouth. Do it like you did to me earlier.” And she did as she was told and she began to suck his head and jerk him into her mouth. “I want to see him cum in your mouth. Let me watch.” She opened her mouth just as the guys face contorted and his cum shot inside her. “Keep it in your mouth and toss me into you too.” She did as she was told‚ rubbing my cock harder and faster making me closer and then she began to fondle my balls which made me spurt right in her mouth. I looked her dead in the eye. “Now swallow it you dirty little slut.” And she did. She swallowed every last drop of cum in her mouth and I smiled. “Thank you sir‚ that will be all. Please enjoy the rest of your evening and remind the rest of your staff not to disturb us unless we invite them. Thank you.” Before I had even finished the first sentence he had gone out the door and down the corridor‚ pulling his trousers up and belting them so as his manager didn’t see anything wrong. The dildo’s were still inside Lara and she made to take them out. I looked at her and said “Don’t you dare!” And she replied with “That. Was fucking hot. And very naughty…” “Not anywhere as hot or naughty as this will be. On the bed. Now.” She obeyed without question and I saw the dildos being held tightly in place and affecting the way she was moving. Once she was on the bed I said “Spread ‘em!” She immediately did as she was told and I cuffed both her hands to the bars at one end of the bed and shackled her legs to the other end. I put the blindfold on her and said “Now you are truly mine…” All she did was smile and I blew out the candles‚ grabbing them as I did so. I made her suck my cock again to get me hard‚ then I began fucking her pussy again‚ making her moan and groan as I did so. This time however I poured the hot melted wax from the candles onto each of her nipples at the same time. She tried to buck but she couldn’t so she moaned loudly instead. With what was left of the wax I dripped the rest of one candle onto her clit with my cock still pounding her pussy and then with a moments hesitation‚ I slid the still hot candle deep into her arsehole. This sent her into a pain and pleasure overdrive. She spasmed and moaned and screamed and bucked and grinded on my cock making noises that no human has heard since the stone age as her most primal instincts came out and I slammed her throat and buried my fingers in her mouth to stifle some of the noise. I pulled the candle and the dildo out of her arse and then pulled my cock out of her and began to fuck her anus again. She was breathing very heavily and I could see tears glistening on her cheeks. I spanked her arse cheeks and bit down on her nipples‚ tasting the wax and making her raise slightly off the bed. I put my cock into her arsehole gently at first and I saw her visibly wince. This just made me want to fuck her harder so I did so. My big hard cock pushed against the walls of her arsehole which were roasting hot and tighter than they had been before I ever fucked her and she cried with pleas
Miriam
Miriam · Fetish · MIRIAM
It was the curve of her high-arched foot that first caught my attention. I was sitting in the graduate library trying to digest the impenetrable opacity of Kant's A Critique of Pure Reason for my upcoming Philosophy final exam, when I noticed her foot and quickly lost interest in Kant. I must have been staring at her feet, because she asked, "See anything you like?" I blushed vermillion and looked away, back to Kant, but the words merely danced before my eyes. I gazed back at her and saw her smile at me. I was a twenty-three year old virgin. I'd only gone out on a few dates and had never even kissed a woman. It wasn't that I hadn't any sexual desires. I had an overload of sexual urgings and desires, wants and needs, and was a chronic masturbator, typically masturbating 2-3 times a day. But when it came to asking women out, I was an absolute loser. The dates I had had been on had been set up with by friends or family. None of them lasted more than 2-3 dates before the women would quickly lost interest.
When I gazed back at her, she suddenly arose, slipped her bare feet back into her flip-flops, and walked over to me sticking her hand out for a handshake. "Hi, I'm Natalie Goldman. And you are?" I mumbled my name to her and had to repeat it. "Well Jack Simms, nice to meet you." I told her it was very nice to meet her, too. "I'm sick of studying, want to go get something to eat?" She had such a pretty smile. Her black hair set off her olive-skinned face and dark brown eyes in the most captivating way. I realized that I was staring once again. "Sure. Where would you like to go?" She named a local pizza joint and we walked the three blocks there. We ordered a pizza and shared a pitcher of ice cold beer while waiting for our pizza. The place was half-filled with raucous rock and roll and undergrads on the make.
Notwithstanding the myriad of conversations sprouting around us, we managed to have a conversation above the din. You know the type of conversation: What's your major? What year are you in? What's your favorite movie? Do you like reading Faulkner? We just clicked. I had never felt so comfortable with a woman. When there was a lull in the conversation, she looked intently at me and asked, "Back in the library, you were staring at my feet, weren't you?" I felt trapped, like beetle that's landed on its back and can't right itself. I blushed, I stammered, I looked away from her. "It's okay, you know. Nothing to be ashamed about." I attempted to respond to her question, but was torn by my humiliation.
We continued eating and drinking in silence.
After finishing the pizza, she invited me to the apartment that she shared with a roomie, and we had another couple of beers there, continuing our getting to know each other conversation. I realized that I was crazy in love with her as we shared our likes and loves and lives over the next couple of hours. She played a few LP's on her turntable as we sat on large pillows on her hardwood floor. We listened to Stevie Wonder and Al Green, Bill Withers and The Four Tops. I found myself staring at her feet as she sat cross-legged. I would turn away, my face flushed scarlet, only to slowly gaze back at her lovely feet, and see her smiling.
This was my secret shame. I had become attracted to women's feet as a little boy, crawling around on the floor of our home, staring at my mother's feet and those of her friends that visited, fascinated by how pretty their feet looked. I had slowly graduated from the attraction stage to sneaking into my mother's closet and sniffing and licking the insoles of her sandals and open-toed mules, and later pulling her stockings out of her clothes hamper and inhaling that vinegary-cheddary scent from her feet that would cause my little penis to stiffen. Later yet, I would sit on her closet floor licking her shoes, sniffing and licking her stockings and panties, and masturbating by shoving my ever stiff cock through the toe hole of her well-worn mules or through the opening of her sandals. Somehow my mind had become cross-wired in such a way that women's feet were an instant sexual turn-on, and seeing women's bare or nylon clad feet was akin to seeing them naked. Every time I indulged in my mother's closet; I would walk away from there swearing that I would never do it again. But my oaths were empty and useless, and I would always return to worship there at her secret altar.
Years had passed and my secret had remained hidden, concealed from the world. My own secret shame. But now, here was this very attractive young woman who had realized my secret. Upon her relentless questioning, I admitted that I had been staring at her feet and that I had a thing for women's feet and had since i was a kid. I apologized and moved to get up, thinking that I'd ruined any chance at having a relationship with this beautiful young woman. As I stirred, she reached over with her leg and pushed her left foot against my groin. "Don't go." I felt her grind her foot against my stiffening penis. I sat still feeling the pressure and movement of her foot against my now throbbing erection. Natalie smiled, "What have we here?" She grasped at the bulge with her toes as I shuddered. "Don't tell me that my feet have caused this?" I looked at her and nodded, blushing. "So my feet have that kind of power over you?" Again, I nodded, humiliated, wanting to leave, but unable to move out from under her foot.
Natalie led me to her bedroom and after kissing and sniffing and licking her pretty feet, we made love again and again and I was a virgin no more.
After that, we became inseparable. I soon proposed to her and she accepted. All of my life’s dreams were coming true. I was head over heels in love and happier than I’d ever dreamed of becoming.
I met Natalie’s parents at a dinner celebrating our engagement. Her father was a large quiet man, who barely ever got a word in edge-wise as her mother was very opinionated and domineering. There was no question as to who ran that household. Her mother was brassy and loud and often obnoxious. She was a dead ringer for the late actress Colleen Dewhurst, not beautiful or even pretty, but handsome. Her voice was a bourbon and cigarette smoked croak. Her hair was a reddish-brownish dye job, and her eyes were her daughter's eyes, dark and mysterious. The dinner was held at their cottage and dress was casual. Miriam, my soon to be mother-in-law wore a cotton blouse, shorts and sandals. Her skin was bronzed from having spent so much time in the sun. She had large pendulous breasts and appeared to have put on quite a few pounds over the years. She had a beautiful butt, and thick meaty thighs. Her calves were muscled and her feet were every bit as sexy and shapely as her beautiful daughter's, but in a different way. I found myself mesmerized by them. In a moment alone, Natalie upbraided me for staring at her mother's feet. I apologized, but found myself staring at them again as we sat out on wooden lawn chairs on their deck overlooking the lake, having after-dinner drinks.
Miriam wanted to know everything about me and I was inundated with a barage of questions from her. All the while her husband, Dave, stood by like a wooden Indian saying nothing. I noticed that he would refill her drink and asked her if she wanted anything. He doted on her and was quite attentive to her every need, yet she was dismissive of him, and occasionally openly hostile towards him.
As we were talking, Miriam told Dave to massage her feet, and Dave dutifully knelt on the patio floor beside her lawn chair and began to knead her feet. Miriam croacked, "And after twenty-five years of marriage, Dave has gotten very good at massaging and pampering my feet. Haven't you, Dave?" Dave nodded in agreement as he continued to massage her sexy feet. "Natalie, does Jake massage your feet for you?" Natalie smiled and said, "Every chance he gets." It was strange hearing her tell her mother that I loved massaging her feet; it felt like a betrayal of sorts. Miriam moaned, "Nothing like a man who knows his place in life." There was a long pause and then Miriam said, "Nothing to be embarrassed about, Jake. Natalie tells me that you love to lick her feet and suck her toes." I was stunned, Natalie knew that no one else in the world other than she knew my secret. What could have prompted her to share this secret shame of mine with my mother-in-law?
I stared at her not knowing what to say. "Cat got your tongue?" Miriam asked. I watched as Natalie kicked off her flip-flops and stretched her legs until her feet were resting inches from my lips. "Go ahead, baby, show my mother how much you love licking my feet." Miriam was staring relentlessly at us in anticipation. Even Dave had turned his visage away from his wife's feet to see if I would lick his daughter's feet in their presence. When I didn't act, Natalie raised her right foot to my lips and dutifully, I began kissing and licking her right foot, as her left foot rubbed against my crotch.
Dave managed a smile. "Looks like Natalie has found herself a foot man like her dad." Miriam slapped him across the face with her foot. "Who asked for your opinion, you moron? Get to it. Lick my feet!" And with that the twilight air was filled by the lapping of the waves of the lake against their seawall, the intermittent cries of seagulls, and the squishy sounds of our tongues licking our women's feet. Miriam smiled. "This is the life, Natalie. Looks to me if Jake is a keeper," before adding, "How well have you trained him?" Natalie responded, "Oh, I think you will find that i have him at my beck and call." Miriam peered at her, "Does he satisfy you sexually?" Natalie laughed, "He has a magical tongue, mom. He can make me cum again and again." I couldn't believe the direction this conversation was taking. But I continued licking Natalie's feet for her, or perhaps I should say, for me. "What about dick-wise?" "Oh, well, you can't have everything," Natalie answered.
I was stunned. She'd never complained to me about the size of my penis or my ability to fuck her. Natalie turned to me, "Show mom your dick, baby." My mind was whirling. it was as if I had dropped out of everyday existence and found myself trapped in an episode of the Twilight Zone. "Go on, show her." I looked up at Natalie, my eyes begging her to save me from this further humiliation. But she was having none of it. "Now!" I stopped licking her feet, stood up and dropped my khakis to the patio floor. "You're not done yet, mister, drop your Jockeys, too." Sheepishly, I stepped out of my briefs, my cock semi-hard from having licked her feet and from the embarrassment of this humiliation. "Nothing to brag about, that's for sure," Miriam said. "Dave show him yours." Without missing a beat, Dave stood up and dropped his shorts. He was obviously going commando, and his cock slapped up against his gut. His cock was much bigger than mine, thicker, longer, and his balls were huge, like a pair of jumbo sized eggs. "You see, Jake, now that's a cock," Miriam seemed proud of the prodigious size of her husband's penis. "Poor Dave. He doesn't get any attention to his dick. We haven't had sex in years and I only allow him to masturbate once a month or so." I stared at the man's veiny throbbing erection, never having actually seen one that big, at least not in real life.
"Perhaps you should get a better look at it, Jake." This was from Natalie. I stared back at her perplexed. "You heard my mom, dad only gets relief once a month, why don't you go over to him and give him some relief." She lifted her foot in the air towards me, and I felt powerless. I reached back over to her and licked and kissed her foot. Natalie said, "Enough of that. Now show dad what a magical tongue you have." I stared at her in disbelief. "You mean you want me to suck his cock?" Before Natalie could answer, Miriam piped in, "That's exactly what she wants, you twit. How can she make it any plainer for you?"
Perhaps if I threw on my clothes and bolted for the car, I could escape this madness, get back to the lonely virginal existence that I had before I ever met Natalie. But Natalie became irate at my dawdling; she shot up in a sudden fury, pulled me by my hair and dragged me to her father's feet. "Suck his cock!" she yelled loud enough for the neighbors on both sides of them to hear. I tried to protest but she was pulling my face forward to his bobbing cock and balls. "I want you to lick and suck every inch of his cock, and do it now!" I'd never seen her like this. Sure she was dominant, but rarely in public. In the bedroom it was quite a different story, but I preferred it that way. Dave waited patiently as my lips brushed against the slippery head of his enormous erect cock. He was already dripping pre-cum in anticipation of having his cock sucked for the first time in years. For me this was new. Although sexually submissive and although I had masturbated looking at pictures of guys' cocks, I had never actually sucked one before. I opened my mouth and took his cock in, slipping my tongue and lips around his massive cock head. Miriam bellowed, "Natalie, you have trained him well. Look at him suck your father's cock!" It took only a few minutes of sucking him before he groaned and shot his thick, musky seed into my mouth, coating my tongue and tonsils with his gooey white semen, forcing me to swallow load after load of the stuff. It took a few moments but at last I’d sucked every last drop from his cock and Dave wiped his cock against my mouth before thanking Miriam and returning to his place at her feet.
The night ended up with all of us naked in their king-sized bed. I ate Miriam's hairy pussy and lapped at her malodorous hairy asshole, working my tongue deep into her rectal recesses while she clenched and unclenched her anal spincter, squeezing and unsqueezing my tongue. I performed another round of fellatio on Dave and he ended up fucking me as I ate his wife's ass and pussy. Natalie sat and fingered herself to multiple orgasms. By Monday morning, having spent three nights at her family's cottage, Natalie and I drove home to her apartment, she as my mistress and I as her slave. We were married three months later and the chains that bound me to her became ever tighter, ever closer, evermore inescapable.
As the years went by, Natalie took a series of lovers, all with larger penises than mine, all better suited at satisfying her sexually. I would lick and suck their cum out of her openings, bringing her to orgasm the only way i could, orally. I orally pleasured Miriam, licking her feet, eating her hairy pussy and licking and sucking her asshole, sometimes meticulously clean and other times quite ripe, my tongue coated with the remnants of her morning shit. I sucked Dave's thick cock and learned to love having him fuck me as Miriam and Natalie reveled in my utter submission. In my moments of solitude, I would think back with wonder that all of this was as a result of that fateful day in the library when the curve of Natalie's arch made me stare at her, winning my lust and my heart in the bargain.
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The Badgirl · Mature · Elektra just turned 18 last December and I will be 31 next year in July, but we have known each other since she was 12. The first 4 years were strictly platonic between us, but then she started to develop feelings for me. One day, when she was 7 months past her 17th birthday, she said to me, "I hate guys my age because they're so immature and don't know how to treat a lady, but you have always treated me very well. I want to be with you when I turn 18". Elektra was very pretty, mature for her age, and I loved her personality, so I replied, "I'll gladly be your boyfriend when you turn 18, but there's an age difference between us that you might be uncomfortable with". Elektra was like, "No! No! I want you! I really do! I don't care about the age difference! Why do people think it's wrong anyway?" I replied, "Because society thinks that 2 people should be close in age or it just looks wrong. What those dummies fail to realise is: I can offer you a lot more than a younger guy because; for one, I have experience; and secondly, when I die you'll still be young enough that other guys will find you attractive". Elektra smiled and told me I was right as she nodded her head, then I was like, "And almost all older guys want to marry a younger girl, but I won't just settle for anyone. The girl needs to be a badgirl". So, Elektra asked me, "What do you consider a badgirl?" I replied, "A badgirl will do anything for her man. She has absolutely no sexual inhibitions about her whatsoever". Then Elektra was like, "What do you mean?" So I told her, "A badgirl likes dick in the ass just as much as she likes it in her pussy. She also loves it when her guy eats her ass or lets her bring another girl home for a threesome". Elektra giggled and said, "I would love your tongue and cock in my ass, but you would have to teach me about bringing other girls home". Fast forward, Elektra's birthday is today and I see her walking down the sidewalk to my place. "Hey you dirty whore!" I yell at her as I step outside to greet her. "Hey dickhead!" she yells back. "I'm here to collect my bounty!" My dick is standing up rock hard as images of eating her pussy and ass flow through my head. Elektra is very skinny with blue eyes, medium size breasts, a tight little ass, and dark brown hair that goes all the way down to her ass. "Doesn't it bother you when I call you such awful names?" I ask teasingly. Elektra's like, "Sticks and stones may break my bones, but whips and chains excite me". I grab her hand, take her into my house, and rush her to my room. Elektra starts looking around my room, but I shove her on to my bed, so that her ass is on the edge. I pull down her tight black miniskirt and plant my face in her ass. "OHHHH!!!!" Elektra exclaims as I start furiously licking the inside of her ass. She loves it though and starts twerking her ass as I'm eating it out. I spit in my hand and start jerking as I start fucking her ass with my giant tongue. Her skeen gland erupts and fills my mouth with sweet juice that I gulp down in a hurry. I lift her up, flip her over, and start licking her pussy. "Oh god yes! Don't stop!" cried Elektra. I pull my head up as I'm fingering her pussy, climb on top of her, and shove my throbbing cock into her eager pussy. "Oh!" she exclaims as she feels the girth of my penis in her. "You're going to bleed a little, but you'll be okay. I'll just clean it up with my mouth if it gets too messy". I told her. I begin to fuck her harder, but still gentle enough to make her beg. "Fuck me harder, Jake!" Elektra cried. I do, but then she really starts bleeding, so I pull her body to the edge of the bed, crawl on to the floor, and start eating her out again. Elektra screams, "Oh god yes! Oh my god! Yes! Oh! Oh! Yes! Yes!!!" And has a massive orgasm that fires multiple streams of her love juices all over me, but I cover her pussy up with my mouth and start sucking and drinking. "Oh god! I need you to fuck my ass! Please fuck my ass!" Elektra booms. I stand up, flip her over, and try to ease my cock into her ass slowly, but it's too much for her. "I have an idea," I replied. "I'm going to lay on my back, you will sit on my cock until it's all the way in your ass, then you'll ride me". Elektra grins and takes my rock hard cock, sits on it, then pushes down until it's all the way in her ass. I gasp a little and put my legs up, so that her ass crushes down on my balls while she rides me. Just then, the escort I called earlier comes into the room. "What do you want me to do?" she asked as she starts stripping off her clothes. "Put your ass on my mouth, play with Elektra's tits, and make out with each other". I replied. The escort climbs on top of me with her nice plump ass over my face and I bury my face in that juicy ass as the girls begin to play with each other and make out. We fuck for hours and I fuck both girls in all three holes multiple times. The escort never had sex this intense, so she can't handle me; but Elektra can.... because she is my badgirl.
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Granddaughter and Gran go shopping for a new dress
Granddaughter and Gran go shopping for a new dress · Mature · I have worked in one of the remaining large department stores for over 10 years and being very polite my manager has no doubts about my integrity to get me to man the women’s section if anyone is off. What he did not know was that I was just a good actor. I was in my element looking after ladies' needs especially if they clearly showed me they wanted something really bad.
It was a slow Monday morning and Mr Davis asked me to look after the women’s section as Libby the manager was sick. Daydreaming about fucking my dear old granny my cock perked up on seeing a very buxom elderly lady (60 plus I put her at) and what I took to be her equally big-titted granddaughter come over to me.
“Could you help us please?”
“Certainly madam.”
She explained “ Myself and my granddaughter have been invited to a wedding and we want a new dress. The problem is that she, like me, has a very large bust and I was told that this store provides nice dresses for ladies of our sizes.”
I showed her to the classier dresses section. The granddaughter and Granny picked a couple out and they headed for the dressing room. A few minutes later the Granny came out and eying my semi-hard cock nestling in my crotch said, “I know you are a man but we need a bra for her as some of the dresses that we liked showed our nipples through the material. I told her that couldn't be because it was lined.
She called granddaughter out and they both sashayed out towards me with no modesty and pointed their fingers to the outline of four large fat puffy nipples. This was an obvious come-on so I played along agreeing that she would definitely need a bra with this dress.
They told me the size they wanted and leaving to get some bras from the rack I heard Granny whispering loud enough for me to hear, “He seems to have nice big on. I will ask him to put the bras on us.” When I returned Granny asked if it would be okay for me to put on the bras as they often had difficulty. “You won’t be embarrassed with you?”
She and I went into the larger changing room and I was not surprised to see granddaughter with her nice big tits on proud display.
Gran said, “ Do you think they are droopy?”
“Absolutely not madam. Personally, I much prefer elderly ladies' titties such as yours. Let me see ” I said with a smile, as released her massive 38 EE boobs which plopped down to her tummy. Lifting one up I said to her granddaughter “Your tits are going to look this lovely as you get older but Gran, don’t you think she’s developing nicely?"
Gran thanked me for that compliment and turned around and kissed me softly on the lips. I felt her tongue run across my lips as she slowly pushed it into my mouth.
She broke off the kiss and smiled at me as she stepped back a few steps. I looked at them both. Gran started to laugh and so did her granddaughter I just stood there wondering when the fucking was going to start.
"My name is Edna and this is my granddaughter Julia." she told me.
“Julia and I are just two very horny women and as soon as I saw your crutch we just had to seduce you. So who do you want to fuck first?”
By now my swollen cock was looking for relief and wasting no time I pulled my zipper down and pulled out my magnificent 8 hard inches into the air. Emily stroked it up and down while she smeared my precum around my cock head. Slowly got on her knees and enveloped my cock into her warm mouth. I could feel her experienced tongue swirling around the length of my dick.
I looked over at Julia and saw her pull up the dress and ram her hand down and started fingering her own cunt. Meanwhile, old Emily was bobbing her head up and down my cock faster and faster.
I pulled it from her old mouth, turned her around, bent her over the chair and pulled the dress up over her lovely crinkly fat arse. Ripping off her flimsy knickers I pushed my cock into her big wet cunt crack.
"OH, OH, AH."She moaned as the head of my cock pushed into her cunt hole until my balls were resting against her fat arse.
"Oh Julia he's fucking me deep" she shouted, as I started to fuck her with long deep thrusts
Putting my hand around her belly I started fingering her engorged clit which drove her nuts.
Old Emily shuddered and shook as she yelled out her orgasm. I grunted out loudly as I pumped hot string after string of slimy white spunk deep into her pussy until my balls were empty of their load. I pulled my limp cock from her dripping pussy and watched with satisfaction as a stream of my cum ran from her hole.
Emily then came over took off Julia’s dress and laid her on the floor. Then she straddled her face and pushed her sopping wet hairy cunt down on Julia’s face and lapped all the from her sticky hole. I watched as Gran and Granddaughter then lick each other to another orgasm.
I offered young Julia my sticky cock and she gladly licked the juices off my stiff rod as she pushed it into her mouth until I felt it going down her throat. I could feel her throat muscles massaging my cock as she swallowed. It didn't take long before I delivered another massive load of hot sticky spunk. I filled her mouth with it and watched as she shared it with her Granny.
Piece of Shit
Piece of Shit · Taboo · It’d not be an exaggeration to say that Veronica adored decadence that would’ve shocked most women. But she took pride in saying that she was a sexual abomination.
At 39, though, she was in good shape. She had a pretty face under brown hair, medium-sized tits that didn’t sag, a firm bottom and nice legs.
However, she didn't embarrass Alonzo, her white, 40-y/o husband since he encouraged her in every safe manner possible.
His son, Gabriel, had been only 3 days old when he'd told her that she’d ‘copulate’ with him once he’d reached adult age.
Oh, that aroused her.
And it delighted her to see him developing into a strapping buck, though she sensed a scornful attitude lurking beneath his innocent appearance.
Nonetheless, the 18-year-old didn’t fulfill is father’s promise on schedule because he enlisted in the army and was stationed in Frankfurt, Germany which is famous for its live sex-clubs, where he experienced bukkake events, flogging and bondage prior to him returning State-side when he was 22.
‘I’m glad you’re home, ’ Veronica said.
‘So, am I, although the army’s fun, ’ Gabriel replied.
‘The fun hasn’t started yet, ’ Alonzo winked – though 3 nights later, he, his wife and Gabriel were watching TV.
Suddenly, Alonzo accessed a video with his computer.
‘Oh, my god!’ Veronica gasped regarding Cory Chase, the blonde pornstar, enduring her son’s abuse.
‘Isn’t that great, mom?’ Gabriel jeered, though Veronica didn’t answer while keeping her eyes glued to the laptop screen.
Finally, she broke her silence: – ‘Is that what you want to do to me?’
‘Why don’t you find-out?’ Gabriel said as he stood to undress.
Astonished, his mother stared at his thick, 12-inched penis.
‘Your son’s cock is beautiful, isn’t it?’ Alonzo asked.
‘Yes, sir, ’ she answered.
‘German girls thought it is, too, ’ Gabriel replied, after which he grabbed Veronica’s hair, hauled her to her feet and shredded her clothes.
‘Aren’t you a sexy doll!’ he said.
‘You’re referring to a bimbo, aren’t you?’ Alonzo inquired.
‘Shit, I almost forgot that dolls lack brains!’ Gabriel snickered.
Next, he slapped Veronica’s chest: - ‘Your milkers remind me of dog-teats, bitch!’
‘Your mother’s a bitch, alright, ’ Alonzo agreed.
‘Evet, bir sikilmish kaltak. You know, I spent 6 weeks training soldiers in Turkey and learned a few words. ‘Evet, bir sikilmish kaltak’ means ‘yes, a dirty bitch, ’ Gabriel explained.
‘Hear that, wifey?’ Alonzo inquired.
‘Yes, sir. Please treat me like a dog, ’ Veronica begged.
‘Okay, ’ Gabriel responded as pushed her to her knees and drilled his prick into her mouth.
‘Suck my cock, suck it!’ he demanded.
‘Uh-hmmm, ’ she mumbled while obeying.
‘Wow, dad, she gives awesome head, ’ Gabriel complimented her.
‘She practices during gang-bang parties, ’ Alonzo said.
‘Jeez, mom! You really are a dog wandering around looking for bones to worry!’ Gabriel scoffed.
‘Tell her she's a stray mutt, as if I care!’ Alonzo chuckled.
Meanwhile, humiliation was coursing through Veronica’s entire body while she nursed Gabriel’s man-nipple until he withdrew from her mouth, shoved her to all-4’s and stabbed 2 fingers into her cunt.
He guided her into the bedroom, yanked her upward, bent her over the bed and started paddling her.
‘Bad doggy, bad doggy!’ he growled.
‘I’m such a bad mother!’ she confessed.
‘You’re a disgrace to motherhood!’ Alonzo sternly said.
‘Yeah, and about as respectable as mud!’ Gabriel jeered before aiming mighty club her bowels.
‘Yes, yes, fuck my ass!’ she exclaimed.
‘I’m going rip your ass apart!’ Gabriel shouted.
‘Don’t be afraid to hurt her a little while you sodomize her, ’ Alonzo told him.
‘I will, you low-life slut!’ Gabriel snorted.
‘Aaaiiiieeeeeh!’ Veronica shrieked.
‘To hell with you!’ Gabriel thundered as he leaned across her shoulder and rasped, ‘Any mother who’d screw her own son is a piece-of-shit whore! YOU’RE FILTH, TOTAL FILTH!’
She accepted ‘filth’, but 'piece of shit'? - her mind reeled in debasement, though it wasn’t long before Gabriel unloaded in her guts and Alonzo smashed his 9-inched cock into her vag,
‘Eeeh!’ she yelped.
‘Take my cock, you squealing sow!’ he laughed.
‘You belong in a pigsty – huh, mom?’ Gabriel had scarcely asked when she erupted into an orgasm
‘She's horny!’ Gabriel remarked while Alonzo grunted and shot his jizz into her snatch before Gabriel disappeared into the bathroom, came back with a douche-bulb and removed its spout which he replaced after pissing and ejaculating into the receptacle.
‘Now, you’d better be fertile, because – well – I’m going to inseminate you. It's possible you’ll whelp me a sister, ' he said as he placed the spout in the slit between her thighs and emptied the bulb.
‘Okay, mom, I’ll happily attend my sister’s birth in 9 months, ’ he said.
Unfortunately as the case might be, Veronica was using contraceptives and couldn’t 'whelp a daughter', though Gabriel and Alonzo frequently tag-teamed her thereafter.
By then, she’d fully realized that family relations, indeed, are wonderful.
Her Destiny
Her Destiny · Group Sex · Young Tart
While it isn’t true, it gratifies some men to believe that all women are immoral and indecent by nature, though Marie qualified as such, especially since she’d lost her virginity – plus her virtue – to a thick candle 3 years before the ensuing event.
Her hair was blonde and her medium-sized tits were firm; she had trim legs and a round butt.
At 18, her life changed once Jerome, her high school’s handsome, white and same-aged quarterback moved to her small town after his dad had bought the liquor store.
Marie attended every game and visualized his prick scoring touchdowns in her eager body.
One September, Friday night after his team had destroyed its opponent, she was walking along the athletic department hallway toward the coach’s office when she found Jerome wearing a t-shirt, Bermuda trunks and sneakers.
‘Congratulations. You won,’ she smiled.
‘Thanks. Let’s celebrate, just you and me,’ he winked.
‘Okay’
‘First, I need to talk to coach.’ Jerome replied.
‘I’ll wait.’
She sat down in a chair, and being the hall was deserted, she placed her fingers under her dress, slid them inside her panties and started masturbating.
‘I’m so horny!’ she whispered, then realized she should stop before Jerome left the office.
‘Are you ready?’ he asked when he did.
‘Sure,’ – and off they went to his 4-wheeled truck.
‘Where are we going?’ Marie said.
‘To the park. You can hold my faucet while I piss,’ he answered.
Next, he accompanied her into the men’s restroom where he dropped his trunks and exposed his 11-inched penis.
‘Your dick is huge,’ she remarked as she grabbed it and he started relieving his bladder in the toilet.
‘That shit smells as nasty as you are, doesn’t it?’ Jerome said.
‘Yeah, I’m a nasty girl!’ Marie crooned, then fell to her knees and gulped his rod into her mouth.
‘Suck my dick!’ Jerome growled.
‘Uh-hmmm!’ she mumbled.
However, she was aware that her dignity meant nothing to Jerome, which he proved by withdrawing from her oral pit and snarling, ‘Want me to degrade you – huh?’
‘Oh, god, yes! Choke me!’ she begged.
‘You filthy cunt!’he yelled as he buried his tool in her mouth.
‘Aarrmm!’ Marie gagged.
‘Bitch!’ Jerome scoffed, as he pulled out, tilted her head back and creamed her pretty face.
‘Did you like that, little miss piggie?’ He asked.
‘Yes, sir.’
‘Then, I hope you understand that you aren’t and never will be my girlfriend, even if you’ll always be my fucking whore. Do you hear?’ Jerome inquired.
‘Yes, sir,’ she moaned.
‘Good,’ Jerome said, then took her home.
Not surprisingly, however, it wasn’t long before she acquired a dark reputation – as her town most notorious slut!
~*~
Further Corruption
Following her original experience with Jerome, Marie started craving his defilement more than ever. Too, she stopped wearing panties and a bra, as well as began smoking.
One Saturday afternoon, she was dressed in a blouse, a short skirt, fishnets and high-heeled shoes when she bought some cigarettes at the liquor store.
She stepped outside and torched a tobacco stick while Jerome came around the corner.
‘You look cheap,’ he said.
‘Why do you care? I’m an easy-lay, aren’t I?’ she giggled.
‘That’s for sure,’ Jerome answered, then: – ‘I told my friend, Troy, about you and he wants to meet you at his place.’
‘Where?’
‘You’ll see,’ Jerome said as they got in his truck and he drove to a farmhouse.
‘This is Marie,’ Jerome introduced her to the white, 19-y/o Troy, whose parents were gone.
‘So, you’re the infamous Marie, are you?’ Troy said.
‘Yeah,’ she replied.
‘Show me your body,’ he commanded.
Marie discarded her blouse and skirt.
‘You’re a hottie!’ Troy noted.
‘I’m glad you didn’t call me a princess or babe since I’m Jerome’s whore.’
‘I envy you, man,’ Troy said.
‘She’s here to share,’ Jerome responded as Troy shoved his finger into her vag.
‘Diddle her,’ Jerome suggested.
‘I’m probing her womb,’ Troy explained.
‘Is it fertile?’ Jerome asked.
‘I think it’s possible to breed the cow,’ Troy smirked.
‘She’s a breeding animal?’ Jerome chuckled.
‘She IS on a farm,’ Troy answered before he removed his finger and contemptuously wiped it across Marie’s lips.
He and Jerome next stripped, followed by Troy bending her over the living room couch and hammering his 9-inched penis into her ass.
‘Take it like a dog!’ he roared as Jerome slid beneath her and sank his cock into her muff.
‘Use me!’ Marie exclaimed.
‘You’re a filthy shit-hole!’ Troy snarled.
‘Yeah, you are!’ Jerome added,
In a few minutes, she climaxed before the hunks dismounted her and unloaded in her shoes.
‘Be careful not to stagger!’ Troy warned her.
However, she could hardly believe him saying, ‘I wish mom was a slut.’
‘You’re weird!’ Jerome retorted.
Nevertheless, that was the way the afternoon ended, with Marie going home and feeling very, very satisfied.
~*~
Forest Nymph
Obviously, Marie’s first gangbang demonstrated her sordid needs. In fact, she was willing to try virtually anything, and on a Sunday evening, she walked out to the highway where she waited until a car stopped next to her.
The white, middle-aged driver noticed her shoes and asked, ‘Are you a hooker?’
‘No, I’m a slut and my name is Marie,’ she responded.
‘I’m Father Lloyd.’
‘You’re gorgeous and look old enough to be my dad,’ she said.
‘Why don’t you pretend you’re my daughter?’
‘That sounds fun,’ Marie answered.
Lloyd then opened the front passenger’s door, waved her into his car and pulled it into the woods beside the road.
They disembarked his vehicle and he inquired, ‘Do you remember the Biblical story about Jonah and the whale?’
‘Yeah. Why?’
‘I have a whale in my pants,’ Lloyd grinned as he lowered his trousers to reveal his 12-inched cock.
‘It mesmerizes you, doesn’t it?’ he said.
‘Yes, sir.’
‘Well, there was a time when pagans worshiped trees, although you’ll worship the true god! Start praying!’ Lloyd ordered.
Marie knelt and aimed his dick into her mouth.
‘Dear Lord, please forgive my sinful daughter!’ Lloyd intoned.
‘I’m a sinner!’ her mind screamed.
‘You Babylonian whore!’ Lloyd condemned her.
‘I’m a filthy whore!’ she thought while an orgasm possessed her.
For 10 minutes, however, the priest roughly abused her throat, until he unplugged it, went to his car and returned with communion goblet.
He spilled his seed into it before handing it to her.
‘Swallow your shame, you foul woman!’ He instructed.
‘Yes, sir,’ -and she complied.
‘Do you love your daddy?’ Lloyd then sneered.
‘You’re the world’s best,’ Marie concluded the evening, though while she never saw Lloyd again, she relished being a ‘sinner!’
~*~
Humiliated
The next Friday night, Marie, Jerome and Troy were drinking beer in Jerome’s motorcycle repair garage.
‘What have you been up to, bitch?’ Troy inquired.
‘I met a priest last Sunday evening. His name’s Lloyd and I pretended I was his daughter,’ Marie answered.
‘His daughter?’ Jerome replied.
‘Yeah. He asked me if I remembered the Bible story about Jonah and the whale because he had a whale in his pants. His cock’s enormous.’
‘Did he fuck you?’ Troy said.
‘I worshiped the ‘true god’ by sucking his prick,’ Marie responded.
‘What else did he say?’ Jerome asked.
‘That I’m a sinner, a Babylonian whore and a foul woman.’
‘But not a nun – right?’ Troy snickered.
‘I couldn’t wear a habit, especially since mine are so bad!’ Marie said.
‘Really!’ Jerome snorted, then: – ‘I know a good way to intoxicate you!’
He shoved her to the floor, placed his thumb over his bottle, quickly guided its neck into her vag and shook it until foam ran down her thighs.
‘You’re already drunk, aren’t you?’ Troy asked.
‘Yeah!’
In a bit, Jerome lifted her to her feet and the bottle fell to the floor.
‘You’re going to church this Sunday morning,’ he said.
‘Okay,’ she agreed.
However, she had no idea regarding Jerome’s and Troy’s plan.
They ordered her to wear regular stockings, shoes and a long dress before they took her to the church where she sat between them on the rear pew.
Next, Jerome activated a vibrator and thrust it into her snatch.
‘Oooooh, myyyy gawwwd!’ she whispered, with humiliation surging through her while the pastor hurled Jehovah’s wrath against fornication.
Nonetheless aroused, she climaxed.
Once she, Jerome and Troy had left the service, Troy raised her dress and remarked, ‘Your cunt-juices have baptized your toy!’ – And…
‘… Amen!’ Jerome interjected.
~*~
Lusty Wench
‘What are you doing, this afternoon?’ Marie asked Jerome.
‘It’s Saturday and I’m fixing motorcycles,’ he answered.
‘You weren’t thinking about that when you humiliated me in church a month ago, were you?’ Marie responded.
‘I was trying to rev your engine,’ Jerome said.
‘You did that with a vibrator.’
‘Did you blush?’ he inquired.
‘I’m shameless,’ Marie answered.
‘That defines sluts,’ Jerome said, then: – ‘It’s rather cold to be wearing nothing except shoes, a bra, and panties.’
‘I’m hoping to seduce a stranger,’ Marie had barely responded when the door opened and a mid-30’s white man came into the garage.
‘Hello, I’m Doyle. Who are you?’ he asked.
‘I’m Jerome and this is Marie.’
‘Is she married?’ Doyle said.
‘I’ve never had the privilege,’ Marie told him.
‘I see. I dumped my wife because she’s a prude,’ Doyle informed her.
‘It’s too bad Marie can’t replace her,’ Jerome said.
‘You’re a lusty wench, aren’t you?’ Doyle responded.
‘I’m a slag if you’re using British terms,’ Marie displayed her knowledge.
‘Slag is so vulgar, not that I mind!’ Doyle sneered. ‘Anyway, I want to buy a motorcycle. How much do they cost?’
‘I’ll give you a $100 discount and throw Marie into the bargain,’ Jerome grinned.
‘That’s good price, considering she’s half-naked!’ Doyle laughed as he shredded her bra and panties.
Next, he stripped while her snatch started drooling over his strong chest, sculpted thighs and 11-inched weapon.
Similar to Lloyd, he was a gorgeous.
And Doyle pinned her against the wall before stuffing his penis into her loins.
‘Fuck this dirty whore!’ She screamed.
‘Take it!’ Doyle bellowed .
‘You’re a low-life bitch!’ Jerome snorted.
‘Oh, god, yes!’ – and she had a climax, followed by Doyle ‘urinating’ his semen into her vag and withdrawing from it.
‘Bang her, Jerome,’ he said.
‘I have a better idea,’ Jerome responded as he unzipped his jeans, moved behind Marie, inserted his cock-head in her bowels and jacked-off into them.
‘I’m oiling her guts!’ he smiled.
‘You’re a kinky bastard!’ Doyle said.
After he’d re-dressed, though, he asked ‘When can I buy a motorcycle?’
‘Tomorrow,’ Jerome answered.
‘Alright.’
Doyle then left the garage as Troy came in to announce, ‘Marie, I recently met a porn-director living in a bigger city. He knows you’re hot and will pay you to appear in movies.’
‘Are you serious?’ She exclaimed.
‘Yeah, I am,’ Troy said, and….
‘… Wow, you’ll be a famous star!’ Jerome predicted her future.
~*~
Smut-Queen
Constantly aroused, Marie repeatedly fingered her vag until the Friday morning a week later when she and Jerome ditched school, with them and Troy traveling to the city Troy had mentioned.
‘Are you nervous?’ he asked.
‘A little,’ she answered before the trio entered a building where Kevin, the white, 42-y/o director, was waiting.
‘Kevin, this is Marie and my friend, Jerome,’ Troy said.
‘A pleasure meeting you. Come into my office,’ Kevin replied.
Marie, Troy and Jerome did, as Kevin gestured toward 3 chairs: – ‘Have a seat,’
‘Thanks,’ Troy said,
‘I own Lewd Productions and specialize in gangbangs. You’re promiscuous, aren’t you, Marie?’ He questioned her.
‘Yeah,’ she responded.
‘Good, because nice girls respect themselves too much and I’m filming the Trash-Doll series,’ Kevin answered.
‘The only reason the cunt exists is to suck and fuck and that title’s perfect,’ Jerome remarked,
‘I agree,’ Kevin said, then took Jerome, Marie and Troy into his studio containing a bed and a camera.
‘Now, undress and strike a pose,’ he ordered.
Marie obeyed.
‘Holy cow, you’re a one sexy piece of filth! The camera loves you!’ Kevin marveled as handed her a script.
‘Memorize this and return at 7 tonight,’ he instructed.
‘I will,’ she promised.
After that, Jerome and Troy drove her to a motel where she studied her lines until she could repeat them word for word.
Next, she, Jerome and Troy went back and walked into the studio.
The white, 21-y/o Eli and white, 23-y/o Greg – her co-actors – had already stripped,
‘How are you?’ Eli greeted her.
‘I’m ready to perform,’ Marie said as she removed her clothes.
According to the script, she sat on the bed and smiled, ‘Hello, boys. I’m Marie, the trash-doll,’ – and she spread her legs before digging her finger into her snatch.
‘Isn’t that a pretty hole? That’s what I am, a hole,’ she said.
‘Holes suck cocks!’ Eli snarled as he launched his 10-inched spear into her mouth and Greg’s thick, 11-inched rod impaled her dung-pussy.
Meanwhile, Kevin was shooting the scene from various angles, though Marie’s felt ecstasy bringing to her orgasm after orgasm.
Eli and Greg also had the stamina of bulls, and they lasted 45 minutes before they cum-soiled her face.
‘You’re a natural. Let’s go to my office and I’ll sign you to a $5,000 contract,’ Kevin said.
‘When will the movie hit the market?’ Troy asked.
‘It’ll be shown at The Imperial Adult Theater this Sunday. Here are free tickets to watch it,’ Kevin answered.
However, the youngsters stayed at the motel until Sunday and attended the film’s premiere.
And she couldn’t help masturbating again while the credits scrolled up the screen:
Lewd Productions
presents
TRASH-DOLL No. I
starring
Marie
The Sexy Piece Of Filth
Girls only
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