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Secret Schooling 1

Two high school girls in love sneak into the school basement one day after school to use as a secret place to finally express their physical desires for each other. But is the old janitor going to find them and what will happen if he does?

Webcam Boys Chapter 10

Carl’s masterplan to finally expose Peter as PBear is underway. Meanwhile, John’s impending eviction has William worried he’ll lose his brofriend forever

takin by his employer

A couple of months back my husband was due to go out into town with his 2 bosses, a father and son firm he had worked with for about 5 years. Both father and son were certainly not my idea of attractive, both skinny and obviously not sun worshippers like myself judging by their pale pink complexions.
On the night I was feeling a little horny myself and was looking forward to him coming home and satisfying my desires, hence I dressed accordingly, black pull ups, short skirt, lacey black knocks and bra and easily removable blouse!.
He nodded with a wry smile on his face when he caught sight of me coming down the stairs,
“Seems a shame I have to gou out” he said with a smile
“Aren’t they picking you up?” I asked
“No, I will meet them in a bar in town, see you later” he replied, leaving me with a peck on the cheek.
As the door shut I sat myself down in front of the TV with a chilled bottle of wine. Around 15 minutes later the doorbell rang, when I answered it I was surprised to see both father and son standing there,
“Is he ready?” they asked
“He’s gone, said he was meeting you in town” I replied
“Odd” said the father “we were supposed to pick him up”
“Come on in, let me phone him”
They walked in behind me, no doubt checking out my attire, although I say so myself I was well out of their league.
Picking up the phone I rang my husbands mobile
“Hi hun, have you met with Roger and Dave yet?” I asked
I begin to fume inside and after a minute or so I put the phone down
“Everything ok?” Roger (the father) asked
“No it damn well isn’t, he says he is with you and not only that but he is going back to your house later and will not be home!, he is obviously playing around!” I replied, my voie quivering with anger
“Hey maybe he has just got it wrong about being picked up and doesn’t want to worry you” Dave replied
“Hmmm, I don’t think so” I sat back on the settee, grabbing my wine and taking a big glug
“Fancy a quick glass” I asked looking up
“Yep, ok, just a quickie”
I got another 2 glasses, opened a new bottle and poured them a glass each. We started chatting, it was obvious I was angry and even blurted out how horny I had been feeling and how I was dressed up ready for his return.
We carried on drinking and before long the 2nd bottle was finished and I opened a third, feeling slightly drunk I bent down a little to far at the fridge, showing the tops of my pull ups, i could almost feel their eyes but did not give it any thought, after all they were certainly not my type and employed my husband too.
“How about a game?” said Roger as I sat back down
“What?” I asked
“Strip poker” he said laughing.
“Are you serious!” I exclaimed, “not only am I married but you also employ my husband!”
“Oh only a playful game” he replied
“Yeah, just a bit of a laugh” said Dave
I considered it, maybe the drink had given me some bravado but I found myself replying,
“Ok, just for a laugh, nothing serious” I said
We moved over to the dining table and I dealt the cards, lady luck was certainly shining on me as I won the first 4 hands leaving them both with their shirts and trousers off, making them look even skinnier!
The next hand I lost and took off my blouse, the both looked on approvingly as I revealed my black half cup bra, holding my firm 34C tits. The next hand I lost too and no my skirt was removed, by now we had all had another glass of wine, I should have stopped the game there and then but the drink was acting on me and I thought this was just some fun, albeit not quite as innocent as it should have been.
The next round was lost by Roger, all he had left was his socks and white Y fronts, surely his socks I thought as he stood up and I breathed a sigh of relief as he bent over and pulled his socks off before sitting back down again, however, he also lost the next hand,
“Looks like you are out” I said thinking he would go and sit back on the settee
“Yep, I’m out but must play in the spirit of the game I suppose” he replied.
I watched as his hand began to pull his Y fronts down, as he pulled them down over his bulge a thick pink cock sprang out, I just could not quell my gasp, it was so unexpected, totally at odds to his skinny frame, even soft it must have been 6 inches, he noticed my eyes fixed on his crotch and smiled
“Not too bad is it?” he asked
“Um, no, I guess your wife has no complaints” I stuttered, pulling my eyes away
“Dave, you still want to play”
“Of course” he replied
The net round was lost by me, maybe because I couldn’t concentrate as I had the vision of his fathers cock in my mind. I stood up and pulled down my skirt
“Wow that is some body” he said, it is true, I am very proud of my looks and know how I turn men on.
He dealt another round, he lost this time and stood up, please don’t I thought as I saw his hand begin to ease down his boxers, he was built like his father, maybe even a little bigger, I could not believe how these 2 could be so well endowed yet so skinny.
“Ah well” he said, “game over, could I just use your loo please?”
“Of course, just through the kitchen” I gestured behing me
He moved toward me in order to squeeze behind my chair, as he walked past he stopped to squeeze through, I just felt I had to look and turned my head, his crotch now right in front of me at eye level. There seemed to be an uneasy silence as he stopped, I could see that he was becoming a little “excited” as his cock seemed to harden slightly in fron of me and quickly adding another half inch
I looked up at him, I just did not know how to react, I felt a tingle between my thighs but tried to dismiss it, I could not let this happen, I was too good for them, far too good, he just looked back down at me, a smile on his face and moved another inch forward.
“You can touch it if you like but surely it’s nothing knew, surely your husband satisfies you too” he said
“No, much smaller” I whispered under my breath, thinking he didn’t hear me
He grew a little more, now around 7 1/2 inches
“I don’t mind if you just want to feel it” he said as he moved a little closer
As I looked up he bent down and grabbed my hand, placing it on his cock, I gulped, I didn’t know what to do, the tingle ran through my pussy again, I had never scene such a cock except in some of the DVD’s my husband had. I felt his cock in my hand, something took over me and I began to move it along his length making him even longer, my fingers barely touching around his thick shaft.
I felt his hand softly rest on my head
“No” I murmured but without conviction, I opened my mouth and shut my eyes, heraing him gasp quietly as he felt his cock entering my mouth, he knew I couldn’t turn back now, he knew he was about to be satisfied by the gorgeous wife of one his employees.
“Mmmmm, that feels nice” he said, “can you take a little more hun”
I moved my head down his shaft, the slightly salty taste filling me with lust, my hand reaching up to his thighs, letting him know I could take more.
Now he had the green light he held my head and eased a few more inches into my willing mouth, I had deepthroated my husband before but being so much smaller it seemed easy but I wanted this cock so much I took more of him, feeling the thick swollen head in my throat as he began to move his hips back and forth.
“Thats it, suck that big cock” he said, “and what about my Dad, are you ignoring him on purpose” I heard him ask
He pulled his cock out and I felt another hand turning my head to the left, his father stood there, his long pink cock now fully erect, I was now powerless and let him enter my mouth.
I pulled him out gently,my hand pushing back his foreskin as my tongue began to work on the end of his cock, licking greedily, I tasted his pre cum and licked a little stale cum from his cock where he had fucked his wife earlier in the day.
“Lets get a little more comfortable” he said and I was led to the settee, I sat back and Roger knelt in front of me, pulling my body down a little so my pussy was of the edge.
Looking down I watched as he rubbed the end of his huge cock against my wet pussy lips. He reached into his back pocket and pulled out his wallet taking out a condom,
“No” I whispered, “fuck me bareback”
Smiling he brought his uncovered cock back to my pussy and I moaned with pleasure as I felt him ease inside me, streching my pussy around his shaft.
“Dads cock feel good” said Dave as he climbed onto the settee
“Oh God yes” I sighed
“You know you talk too much” he said before kneeling on the settee in front of me and pushing his cock back into my eager mouth
My body rocked as I took on father and son, their big cocks using my mouth and pussy, after a few minutes I heard Dave ask his father if he could fuck my cunt, his father pulled out, as his son climed off the settee
“Why don’t you get on the carpet here for us” Roger said
I climbed down and got on all fours for them. Daves hands grabbed my hips and he began to feed me his 8″ cock, his dad grabbing my head and beginning to mouth fuck me
“I bet she never thought she would be taking 2 big cocks tonight” he said
“Nope, and I bet here husband is not having as much fun” laughed Dave
As they fucked me I felt a huge orgasm rising inside me, with my moans muffled by the cock in my mouth my pussy began to sock Daves cock, as I was cumming I felt Rogers cock swell a litle more in my throat
“Mmmm here it comes” he said as I felt his cock jump a little before starting to pump hot thick cream into my mouth, I had to swallow as he held my head on his cock
“Yes, swallow that cum you greedy slut” he moaned as he emptied his full balls.
I kept swallowing amazed at how much he could cum, suddenly I felt the heat deep inside me, Daves bareback cock was flooding my pussy with his cum, I could feel the head up against my cervix as his seed pumped inside me
“God that’s good” he said
They both began to slow down as the orgasms subsided, their cocks becoming flaccid inside me.
“Mmmm good girl” Roger said
“You have to go” I replied, cum dripping down thighs and soaking into my pullups “this should not have happened”
“Yes, but thank you”
“I am going to bed, let yourselves out” I said as I walked up the stairs, my head spinning at what had just happened.
It must have been about 2AM when I found myself being woken from a deep slumber
“What… what is happening, no you must go” I said as I felt my legs being eased apart
“Ssssh, maybe a little later, we just want a little more fun, you know how much you want it” I could tell who said it but felt a leg being swung over me, a body above my face and a hard cock being pushed against my mouth. I knew they were in control, reaching up y hands gently clasped his buttocks and I opened my mouth pulling him down, letting him mouth fuck me.
For another 30 minutes they used my, I could not believe their stamina but soon I was being fed cum once again, I did not complain instead I greedily swallowed every drop becore cleaning their softening cocks for them.
Exhausted I fell asleep, that night was just the beginning …….

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Games Rich People Play 9

Jessica knows that there’s no escape, she can’t tell the police, or take Jim to court, she can’t tell her brother especially after the last video and she will never ever tell hers sons, she must face the fact that she’s doomed to fuck her sons and other family members again and again. Before the weekend starts Jessica tells her sons that she’ll be visiting a friend and that she won’t be back until midnight, then later calling from a payphone she asks her sons what time she should come over and her son says ” Our mom won’t be back until midnight so come over now, the address is on the card I gave you “.
Wearing a long thick coat and making sure no one is looking she puts on her mask and knocks on her own appartment door, her oldest son opens the door and says ” Come in bitch ” she enters her own appartment and her youngest son says ” welcome to our home you slutty whore ” her oldest son looks at her nylon covered feet in their black platform high heels and he says ” take off the coat, we want to see what you wearing under there ” she removes her coat and reveals that she’s only wearing nylons that stop at her thighs and connect to a black garter belt. Her youngest son says ” I bet you can’t wait to get our cocks in your mouth, pussy and ass, infact I bet you have been thinking about it all day, am I right whore? ” Jessica says ” Oh god yes, I was thinking about how you boys fucked me so hard in all my holes and then came inside me again and again and how you boys treated me like a whore verbally and physically “.
Jessica says ” What about you boys? I bet you spent the whole day thinking about all the nasty things you wanted to do to me when I got here ” her oldest son says ” yeah you can say that, infact here’s the first thing I wanted to do ” leading her into the kitchen he grabs an empty Corona bottle from the kitchen counter then putting his hand on his mothers chest he pushes her against the wall and he places the bottle under his mothers vagina and starts to push it in. Her youngest son laughs and says ” Wow that’s a pretty good idea, I’m suprised I didn’t think of it “, Jessica moans as the bottle enters her pussy and her oldest son says ” You like that don’t you whore? ” She moans and says ” Yes I love it, push it in deeper, abuse my pussy ” and her older sons starts fucking her with the bottle.
He let’s go of the bottle then looks at his brother and says ” look at that ” and they both watch as their mother stands there with the Corona bottle sticking half way inside her cunt. Her oldest son pulls the bottle out of her pussy and says ” Ok buddy now let’s see what you had planed for the slut “, her youngest son says ” Watch this your going to love this one ” he walks into his room and comes back with a dog collar and leesh. He puts the collar around his mothers neck and makes her to get on her knees then he says ” Your my little doggy, bark for me dog, bark for your master ” Jessica swallows her pride and she barks twice, then her son pulls on her leesh and says ” Let’s go for a walk ” and Jessica crawls where ever her son pulls her. After a while her youngest son says ” Good doggy, your a good little dog aren’t you?, does the little doggy want a dog bone to chew on? ” he takes off all of his clothes and puts his rock hard cock in her mouth and she starts sucking.
Her older son says ” You sick bastard, that’s a lot better than what I did ” then he takes off all of his clothes and he walks towards his mother who starts jerking his rock hard cock while sucking her other sons cock. Jessica stops sucking and says ” You boys wanna do something really kinky? ” her sons agree and Jessica says ” Take me to your mothers bedroom “. In her own bedroom she looks at a picture of herself and says ” Wow your mom is so pretty ” then she says ” Have you boys ever tried role-playing? ” her boys say yes and she says ” Oh that’s good because I love to role-play, I’ll pretend to be your pretty, pretty mom and you 2 can be my horny sons who need some sexual relief “.
Her oldest sons says ” Oh man that’s nasty, your really are a dirty slut aren’t you? ” and his brother says ” Sounds like fun let’s do it “. Jessica says ” Ok you boys have to call me mommy or mom from now on “. She leaves the room and then knocks on the door and her older son says ” Come in mom ” she enters the room and says ” How are my 2 handsome sons doing today?, I have to ask you boys something and I want you both to be honest ok ” they say ” No problem mom you can ask us anything ” and she says ” Do you boys think I should let some hair grow on my pussy or should I keep it shaved? ” her sons smile and one of them says ” Yes you should let it grow and then trim it so it looks like an arrow pointing to your cunt ” her mother says ” Such language, I should wash your mouth out with soap young man but I have a better idea ” she grabs her sons still rock hard cock and slaps it.
She then gets into doggystyle position on the bed and she says ” Mommies back is itchy can 1 of you get behind me and scratch mommies back please? “. Her youngest son gets on the bed behind her and placing the head of his cock at her vagina he pushes it in and starts scratching her back, Jessica moans and says ” You boys always know how to make mommy feel better “. She looks at her other son and says ” Mommies head itches can you scratch it for mommy? ” her other son gets on the bed infront of her and sliding his cock in her mouth he scratches her head.
Her youngest sons says ” Do you like that mom? do you like it when I scratch your back? as he keeps fucking her wet pussy and her oldest son says ” Yeah mommy do you like it when I scratch your head? she moans as she’s fucked by her 2 sons. They get off their mother and one of them says ” Do you feel better mommy? ” and Jessica smiles and says ” Mommy loves you both very much, you always know how to make mommy feel so good now come and give your mom a big hug “. She lays on the bed and one of her sons gets under her and sticks his rock hard cock into her ass while her other son gets inbetween her legs and rams his cock into her pussy and they gangbang her. Jessica moans loudly and says ” Oh my big strong boys you really want to make mommy happy? I want you to shoot your loads deep inside my pussy “. Her sons fuck her harder, faster and deeper and both of them scream ” YOU LIKE THIS MOMMY? YOU LIKE IT WHEN YOUR SONS FUCK YOU HARD LIKE THIS? ” and she screams ” YES FUCK ME, FUCK YOUR MOMMY HARD, CUM INSIDE YOUR MOMMY” and she orgasms all over their cocks.
Her sons fuck her until her son moans and screams ” I’M CUMMING MOMMY ” and he cums deep into her pussy, he pulls it out and his brother pulls his cock out of her ass and shoves it her pussy and after a few hard pumps he screams ” I’M CUMMING, I’M GOING TO MAKE MOMMY A MOMMY AGAIN ” and he cums into her womb. She sits on her own bed as her 2 sons sperm starts leaking out of her wet cunt and she says ” So did you boys like that? did you like fucking your mother ” and one of her sons says ” Honestly, yeah my cock was harder than it’s ever been and I cummed so hard ” and her other son says ” Yeah me too, I wasn’t to sure about it at first but it was amazing “.
Jessica says ” Wow I would love to be a fly on the wall if you boys ever saw your real mom naked or in her bra and underwear, I wander what you boys would do? ” her older son says ” That’s nasty but assuming she acted like you then I’d giver a night she would never forget “. Her youngest son says ” well she hasn’t had sex in such a long time, I’m sure she would love to have some cock ” Jessica says ” She does, wait,,, I mean I bet she would ” . Jessica gets up and says ” I have to go now but we definately have to do the mommy and son role-play again ” she goes to the bathroom to wipe the sperm from her cunt, then putting on her coat she says ” Good bye boys, I’ll see you very soon ” and she leaves her appartment.
Around midnight she comes back home and says ” Mommies home, how are my big strong handsome boys? so what did you boys do while I was gone? ” her oldest son says ” Not much, just hung around and watched t.v “. Jessica goes to her room to get changed and she comes out in a tiny robe that shows off her long sexy legs and feet and she sits between her 2 sons and says ” My back is really itchy can one of you scratch it? ” her 2 sons look at eachother and start laughing as her older brother starts scratching her back. Jessica says ” What’s so funny? ” and her youngest son says ” Oh it’s nothing, we just both remembered a funny story a friend told us “, Jessica says ” this stupid robe, my back still itches, then she stand up and takes off her robe revealing a tiny black bra and black thong underwear and she says ” could you scratch my back again please? “.
Her 2 sons look at eachother in shock and Jessica says ” what’s wrong boys? you’ve seen me in my underwear before, it’s not like I’m naked “. Her 2 sons take off their clothes until their both only in their boxers and her oldest son says ” Well if your going to get comfortable then so are we ” Jessica stares at the obvious erections that both her sons are sporting and she says ” Wow you boys look like your really happy to see me or is there screwdriver in both your shorts? “. Her younger son pulls down his boxer and his rock hard cock pops out and he says ” Nope, no screwdriver here ” then his brother pulls down his shorts revealing his rock hard cock and he says ” Same here, no screwdriver just Mr, Happy ” Jessica says ” Wow I had no idea you boys were so big down there, wait,,, you call your penis Mr Happy? “.
He says ” yes and right now Mr Happy is very, very happy ” before Jessica can say anything her other son says ” Yeah I call mine Mommies big boy and right now he’s very, very happy too “. Her oldest son says ” what about you mom do you have a name for your parts? ” she laughs and says ” well it’s very silly ” she grabs her large breats in her hands and she says ” I call these The Man Traps ” then she points to her vagina and says ” I call this this The Man Eater ” then turning around and pointing to her ass wich her thong does not cover she says ” I call this The Man Breaker “. She can see that her 2 sons cocks have gotten even harder in their shorts and she sits on the couch and says ” Doesn’t that hurt you fellas? you know when your really hard but it’s trapped in your shorts? “.
Her oldest son says ” Yeah it does but it’s not like we can just take off our shorts ” and she says ” Why not? it’s not like I’ve never seen them before, I used to bath you remember? go ahead both of take them off if it’s hurting you “. Both her sons look at eachother and they both take off their shorts exposing their rock hard cock and their balls to their mother and she says ” Does that feel better? ” and they both say at the same time ” YES “. Her youngest son feeling really brave looks at his older brother, winks and says ” What about you mom? were both naked here so it’s only fair that you get naked too ” Jessica smiles and says ” Oh you boys don’t want to see your fat momma naked “. Her oldest son says ” Fat? what are you talking about? all my friends at school say your the hottest milf they have ever seen ” Jessica smiles, laughs and then says ” Wow that’s a compliment I think ” then she says ” Oh ok, what the hell, besides this bra is killing me ” and her sons watch as she removes her bra exposing her huge tits and her youngest son says ” Wow, they look really familiar “. Jessica says ” What do you mean? ” her son paniks and says ” I mean they look like some breasts we saw on the internet “.
They both stare at their mothers huge tits and their cock are rock hard and pointing right at her, then they both look down at her crotch and one of them says ” I bet that thong is pretty uncomfortable too? “. Jessica says ” A little but I’m not taking them off ” her 2 sons look at eachother then look at her and scream ” BUT THAT’S NOT FAIR WERE SHOWING YOU OUR JUNK , IT’S ONLY FAIR THAT YOU SHOW US YOURS “. She looks at her boys, smiles and says ” Well that does sound fair ” and they watch as she takes off her thong.
Her 2 sons star at her hairless pussy for a long time and she says ” Hello boys, Earth to my boys, is everyting ok? ” her oldest son swallows hard and says ” listen mom do you need anything? a massage, a foot rub ” and her youngest son says ” A big hug? “. Jessica smiles, laughs and says ” Wow why so much heart warming affection all of the sudden? ” she then says ” Well to be honest I could use a shoulder massage and a foot massage ” Her youngest son sits on the couch and says ” Come and sit over here mom between my legs, I can massage you you with all 3 arms “. Jessica laughs and sits infront of her son between his legs and feels his rock hard cock rub against her back. Her other son gets on his knees infront of her and grabbing one of her legs he starts massaging her feet, his eyes keepshifting trying to look at her labia.
Jessica eyes are closed and she moans as her 2 naked sons massage her shoulders and feet, her older son slowly seperating her legs getting a good view of her vagina hole while her younger sons cock keeps rubing against her back, his hand sliding up and down her naked body just under her large tits. Jessica says ” Thank you boys I feel so much better now, so give momma a great big hug, get some sleep and I’ll see you both tomorrow, she stands up and her older son hugs her from the front and she feels his rock hard cock between her legs sliding against her vagina but before she can say anything her younger son hugs her from behind and she feel his rock hard cock slide between her ass cheecks.
She says ” Seriously, I don’t know how you boys can walk around with those things? it looks like they have minds of their own ” she smiles and says ” They almost went inside my holes ” and she laughs then picking up her bra and thong she puts her tiny robe back on says ” Ok boys, goodnight and see you tommorow “. Her 2 sons just stand there starring at her walking away their rock hard cock pulsing and one of them says ” Wait mom, do you think it would be cool if we could do this whole naked thing again? ” Jessica smiles and says ” Sure, I don’t see any reason not too “. The 2 boys go to their rooms and one of them says ” I was so close, I was almost inside her vagina ” and his brother says ” Yeah me too, if I had gotten just a bit closer “.
As they lay in their seperate beds thinking about what almost happened the older brother says ” is it just me or did her body look exactly like Christinas? ” and his brother says ” No way, all chicks shave their pussies these days ” and then he says ” I wander if mom would freak out if we met her tomorrow morning completely naked? ” and they both laugh and the other brother says ” Only one way to find out “, and they both go to sleep..
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Asian Mom Jenny and her son Chris part 4

This is the fourth chapter of the series. I admit this one got a little too long, but I didn’t find a good breaking point, so it is what it is. For those waiting for steamier sex scenes, this chapter finally delivers it. Again, please feel free to leave comments and suggestions; many of them have been very helpful and were added.

A New Day, A New Us part 5

Kori staying the night with me wasn’t even debated by anyone; she didn’t feel comfortable leaving me for my sake. It’s an interesting sleeping arrangement with Kori in pain and me not able to touch her without hurting her which left me in the awkward position of being in bed with her but not being able to hold her. I get to sleep at some point and wake up Saturday morning with Kori wrapped around me for a change keeping me on the bed. The majority of the day is me wanting to run out and bring hell with me but Kori keeps me grounded at my house and playing nurse to her requests for most of the day. Her parents give me a reprieve from duties and I get to chat with Liz as a distraction and find out that all communications from her about what happened have gone dark. Apparently Kori spoke with Katy at one point and wanted everything kept quiet.
It’s Saturday evening with Kori and I just talking about nonsense when my Dad decides to drop in with his thoughts on what to do about the Moralists.
“Okay you two, you’ve been resting against Guy’s need to go beat up someone so let me explain how to get into the heads of these little shits,” Dad starts in.
We sit quietly as he lays the whole thing out for how everything can go down, Kori doesn’t like the idea of fear until Dad explains a ‘family/pack’ mentality. We go over all the bases and Dad lets me in on the most difficult part of the whole thing for me, letting other’s do the work.
“Okay I’m not good with this,” I say with a little anger,” You don’t want me to go on the offense at all, I have to trust a giant teddy bear and Jun to wage a freaking war.”
“Boy everyone has learned that you can break most people your age in a fight. You need to make them fear everyone near you, you let the alternative message that you’re bringing be heard,” Dad explains trying to placate me,” Heather recruited by playing on people’s fear of being different, you give them freedom and they’ll flock.”
I don’t fully understand what he’s trying to sell me on but it’s sounding more like a screwed up plan but Kori seems to be interested and I let the two of them discuss some of the how’s and when’s as I sit and watch them plot, after Dad leaves I try to speak with Kori about Dad’s ideas.
“Baby I want them bad but this seems a little too goofy, I just let everyone else go out and attack but I stay back and do nothing,” I say frustrated.
“No honey, we get them to finally attack you then you tear them up. But everyone in this group needs to pull weight,” Kori says calming me down.
“Well if this is what you want then I’ll do it but baby it’ll be much simpler just to let me do what I seem to do best and go all out on revenge,” I say sitting down with her on the bed.
“Yeah well when you do that I seem to only see the effects after it happens and I want to see the fear and watch them run,” Kori tells me with a little bitterness in her voice.
While it occurred to me that she might want to get somewhat involved everything has been about me in the past up until now with Heather deciding to isolate me from my friends. Now it’s Kori who had to deal with the attack and where I would want blood in her place she wants something different. I relent with her request with the planning but I come back to one problem, Ben.
“Where was Ben,” I finally ask,” Ben didn’t show up to group and you said you were with him so where the fuck was he when you got dragged off?”
“I don’t know where he was but it’ll take me about a minute to find out tomorrow,” Kori says with a little grim determination,” We’re calling everyone together at the stone field, nobody is talking about what happened and as far as anyone knows you and I have been quiet for a day.”
I try to sleep that night but I’m not relaxing at all and having my girl next to me but I can’t really touch her is straining me more than I can deal with. I don’t know when I fell asleep but I wake up alone and after stumbling out of my bedroom find the rest of the family along with Mary and Carl sitting around eating breakfast.
“Hey sleepy, it’s almost noon,” Katy says trying to cheer me up.
“Yay, I wasted time sleeping,” I mock happiness as I get some food.
“He’s not a cheerful person in the morning,” Mary says trying lighten my mood.
“Boy has a mindset for something else honey,” Carl says explaining my sour mood.
I get fed and find that while I slept Katy and Kori got messages sent out to everyone including Ben to meet at the stone field. Everyone responded that they would be there and apparently my sleepy ass has kept us from getting there first. I throw on clothes from yesterday and my coat before leading the way on my bike with Kori and Katy following in the car. Arriving at the field is an interesting thing for me considering all that has happened here the past year and few days. Everyone is assembled and expectant as I get off my bike while Kori and Katy sit in the car and wait while I address everyone.
“I know that we’ve been pushing the ‘moral’ majority around a bit and it’s been fun up until Friday. Something happened and I’ve decided that I’m done playing games with these shit bags,” I start in getting nods,” Now while most everyone here has been down this road with me save for a few of you we have a problem, I don’t think anyone here has the stomach to do what comes next.”
“What the fuck are you talking about,” Natsuko asks a little shocked.
“We do what you need us to do so that you can get a hold of people involved and beat the shit out of them,” Jun adds trying to justify his position.
“No you all need to fucking step the hell up and do some damage for a change,” I say loud enough to quiet the back talk,” Every time something happens you all look to me well with this it’s going to be I point you smash.”
“I’m not much of a fighter Guy,” Devin says a little sheepishly.
“Bullshit Devin, you are a fucking giant. You don’t flock to me because I stood up once and made enough noise that people backed off. You stay because we’re a family of fucking monsters,” I raise my voice on the last word,” They may see me but they run from us and now it’s time you all follow my lead.”
“He’s right, we’ve made him our crutch,” Katy says getting out of the car,” the way things stand either you are with this family to the end or you’re out. That doesn’t mean you come back when it’s over either. Personally I’m in after Friday.”
“What happened Friday,” Ben asks confused.
“Ah Benny boy, I was wondering when you’d chime in,” I say going from angry motivational to sinister,” where the hell were you during final class?”
“I was at the glee club with Kori, I got distracted and when I looked for her she was gone,” Ben says matter of factly.
“Ben I saw you leave then a couple of guys came and told me that you were being backed into a corner and when I got to the parking lot to find you, you weren’t there,” Kori says stepping in front of me,” Now why did you leave me to Heather’s people?”
“I didn’t, I was talking to a girl and she wanted to talk in private,” Ben says on the defense,” we chatted and when I came back to the club you were gone.”
“So some random girl comes around and you just walk off and then conveniently Kori gets dragged out here by five guys and stripped down to her panties before they take belts to her back, legs and stomach,” I say covering the distance between Ben and I.
Everyone in the group freezes at my words and all eyes are on Kori who lifts up the front of her shirt to show her bandages. Ben’s eyes are all I’m watching as the shock sets in, I can see he didn’t know anything but that doesn’t stop Devin who goes from shock to a giant’s rage in less time than it takes to blink. Everyone in the field turns from Kori as Devin grabs Ben by the throat and starts to choke the life out of him. I let it go until Kori starts trying to call off Devin.
“Devin stand the fuck down,” I yell getting silence and causing Devin to slowly let go of Ben’s neck.
“Geez he was gonna kill me,” Ben says holding his neck.
“He was Ben, but Guy wouldn’t have. He would have made you suffer for it,” Kori says stepping in between Ben and me.
“I didn’t know they took you or anything like that,” Ben says desperately.
“We know that now Ben, but you failed the family,” I say getting everyone’s attention,” that means if you stay then you have to bring first blood.”
I see the decision being made and with a nod from Ben I smile and turn back gathering the group closer together and explaining what people at school will need to see when they look at us. Everyone in the group is more in the mindset for revenge than I could have hoped but its Devin who stops me as we break up the gathering to talk.
“I think I like a girl at school,” Devin says a little embarrassed.
“Dude that’s great but we can handle you and her after we deal with Heather’s friends,” I tell him starting to walk away.
“That’s my problem she’s in their group,” Devin says freezing me in my tracks.
“You find a girl you like but she’s on the other side, sorry man but I’m not sparing anyone,” I say readdressing Devin.
“Please man, can you try to win her over,” Devin asks with a pleading look on his face.
I shrug my shoulders and head back to my bike and watch everyone else clear out before I follow Katy and Kori out on my bike. I follow the car back to Kori’s house and give her a kiss goodbye before Katy and I head back towards home. We pull up to see Greg’s car leaving and Liz shutting the front door to the house. Katy shrugs at me and we both head inside, Mom and Dad aren’t home. Apparently both of them needed a day to let some stress out with the chaos that happened on Friday and the picking up of pieces on Saturday I honestly can’t blame them. I get into my room and don’t even close the door as Katy slides in after me and sprawls out on my bed, I sit down in my computer chair and watch as she kicks her boots off and relaxes. Katy has a long sleeve shirt with a black veil brides t-shirt over it and beat up shorts with tights on under those.
“Kori is really upset about not being able to have sex with you,” Katy says lounging.
“Yeah well it sucks for me too, I really want to let my girl know that nothing can keep me from her but I have bruising and bandages that prove me wrong,” I reply with a little frustration.
A knock on my door gets both of us to pause as Liz enters the room looking more frustrated than usual. I can see that Liz has changed out of her ‘church’ clothes and into a tight pink t-shirt and black yoga pants. Katy and I watch as she goes into a full on rant about her day.
“Well it’s official that if you have a boyfriend who goes to church they are fucking retarded,” Liz fires off with more venom than I’ve seen from her in a while,” I head over to his place to see him after fucking church and he decides that I need to reevaluate our relationship.”
“Okay Liz, something you want to talk about,” I ask glancing from her to Katy with some curiosity.
“We’re alone at his place and I ask him about us having sex, he says no and I try to leave. Finally after half an hour of talking I get his pants off and he won’t let me give him a blowjob, I get condom on him and we actually have sex,” Liz says continuing her rant,” we get done and he can’t look at me for five minutes then he tells me that we shouldn’t have done that and that it should have been something special and we wasted it. I get mad and tell him that it’s the person that’s special not the moment and he goes into this speech about how my friends are a bad influence and that I should disown my family because they aren’t using good moral values to raise me. The last straw was Kori, I asked about her without saying what happened and he told me that she dresses like a whore and that she will probably get raped if she’s not careful.”
The whole rant I’m trying to remain calm but now I want to kill Greg and use his blood to paint my room. Katy is up off my bed and coaxes Liz into calming down while giving her a hug. The whole venting process has Liz emotionally exhausted as they sit down on the bed.
“Worst part is during the half hour before we had sex I used my laptop to record the conversation just in case we had sex so I had proof he wasn’t a bad guy to you,” Liz says a little embarrassed.
“You recorded Greg losing his virginity to you,” I ask perking up a bit.
“Trust me it’s not worth watching, whole thing lasts maybe three minutes,” Liz says quietly.
Katy bounces up from the bed and rushes off to Liz’s room and quickly comes back with the laptop and starts trying to find the video. I take the laptop and put in on my desk and start to pull it up before stopping and turning my attention to Liz. Her whole expression is one of embarrassment with the situation and I move from my chair and get on my knees in front of her on the floor.
“I love you, you are a good sister and friend to Kori,” I tell Liz getting her mind off the video,” I want this video for later and would like to watch it now but I have to ask you for one thing. Are you and Greg done?”
I let her think about it for a few moments before Liz nods her head and smiles at me weakly. I move back to my chair and load up the video file and play it right there. It takes a while being a forty minute video with most of the beginning being her and Greg talking, we skip it until I get to a scene where Liz is naked and laying on her back with Greg trying to line up with her pussy. The whole thing is the most awkward sex I’ve ever seen with Greg even asking if that was the right hole and once he’s inside it gets worse. He doesn’t slide in and out to get a feel of it he just lays there not kissing or even making eye contact with her, he just lays there and Liz finally has to start moving her hips against his like she’s milking him. About two minutes into Liz’s milking fest Greg goes rigid and starts making these high pitched whimpering noises as he cums inside the condom. Liz is calm and talking to him sweetly and after a few moments he pulls out and while I don’t see him till he’s been dressed again I stop the video and Katy and I just stare at each other before turning our attention to Liz who seems a little put off at our quiet reactions to it.
“Well I can honestly say that there are now people in the world who don’t know how to have sex,” Katy says getting all three of us to laugh.
I’m still in my chair chuckling when I hear the girls stop and opening my eyes I see Katy’s mouth locked onto Liz’s mouth and Liz wearing a wide eyed expression. I drop my coat off my shoulders and onto the chair and move to the floor next to the girls. Katy breaks the kiss on Liz and before Liz can react I move in and take her face in my hands and kiss her hard. Liz starts to kiss me back after a minute and with little effort Katy and I get her up onto my bed, I keep kissing her while Katy strips the both of them down till I have two naked girls on my bed. I pull back to strip and watch as Katy feeds Liz one of her breasts, it takes Liz a second to adjust with her head on the pillow but after a few moments I see Katy’s eyes close as she enjoys Liz’s mouth. I get all the way stripped down and am half hard when I nudge Katy to get her attention, Katy looks and smiles before taking her tit from Liz’s mouth. Katy takes her time slowly kissing down Liz’s body and finally gets to her legs spread; Liz has only been trimming and Katy wastes no time diving in tongue first. Liz is going frantic and doesn’t really notice that I’ve moved up have myself over her head and my near eight inch cock dangling in her face. I bump her with the head and watch her eyes open and like a hungry animal Liz grabs my ass with her hands and pulls my cock into her warm mouth. I can feel Liz moaning as she forces most of me into her face and while I didn’t plan on rough sex today I’m definitely not opposed to it.
I lower my hips closer to Liz’s face and enjoy myself as she works at fucking her face with my cock. I can feel her moaning as Katy eats her out and the vibrations along with her trying to force more of my member in her mouth has me hard and I’m done with foreplay. I pull my cock from Liz’s face and watch a drool trail between her lips and my cock fall on her chest as I move down to the foot of the bed. My bed isn’t long enough for both girls to lay length wise on it and it shows with Katy’s ass and legs hanging off the bed. I move behind her and start squeezing her meaty ass cheeks with my hands. I watch Katy pause as I line my cock head up with her asshole, a light push and I press my way into Katy’s asshole. I reach the base of my cock and back up to the head before slamming deep and hard. Katy’s ass is tight and she clenches a little every time I push all the way in. Katy moans into Liz’s pussy and Liz is biting her bottom lip while holding a handful of Katy’s hair. The scene before me is hot and I forgo any politeness with Katy’s ass and pound away hard. It’s not long into the assfucking that Katy stops licking Liz at all and is just moaning through me hammering her ass. I slap Katy’s ass getting a yelp and watch as Liz crawls over straddling Katy’s back and slaps the opposite cheek getting another yelp from Katy. With Liz pinning Katy down and me hammering her ass Katy gets quiet and locks up before grunting out an orgasm. I bury my cock in her ass and let her ride it out till she’s relaxed enough and pull out, Liz gets off Katy’s back and backs up to the head of my bed spreading her legs wide.
“Can I get some real loving today big bro,” Liz asks coyly.
“I’m gonna have to resize you for sex again aren’t I,” I ask crawling up Liz’s body.
As I make my way up Liz I start leaving kisses starting at her calf on the left leg and trail them past her midriff and start to suckle on her b cup breast. We’ve only had sex a handful of times and all those were about a year ago, before Greg. I can feel my cock lightly bumping against her warm folds and Liz decides to surprise me by hiking her right leg up and with some maneuvering puts it over my shoulder. I forget that she dances considering she never wants me to show up to her performances and she had cut back on them when she started dating Greg. All these thoughts keep distracting me when I feel Liz’s hand take hold of my cock and start pulling me into her. It’s tighter than anything I’ve had in a long time and I grunt and press forward forcing myself into Liz. Both of us grunt with pleasure and a little pain, I look down at Liz and see her face contorted in pain and pleasure. I hold myself inside her trying to let her adjust to my size but my lack of movement.
“Would you please not make me do all the work myself again,” Liz says with a little frustration.
I smile a little at her bravery and back up half way before sliding gently back inside her. I keeps a slow methodical pace feeling Liz’s pussy get wetter and wetter as I work her over. The pace feels slow but after two days of no love with Kori I’m ready to burst. I feel something pushing between us and see Katy move her hand onto Liz’s clit and start rubbing with the pace of my thrusts.
“Oh Jesus this is how you get fucked after church,” Liz blurts out.
I start moving harder and fast in and out of my step sister, Liz has coated my cock in her juices and I start to feel my own orgasm build and I know I’m not gonna last long if Liz doesn’t cum herself and soon. Katy reads me pretty well and as much as I like having Liz’s limbs wrapped around me Katy backs me off and out of Liz. I get on my knees and watch as both girls start jerking me and playing with my balls trying to force my orgasm out, I look down and see both girl’s faces wanting and expecting. It’s more than I can take and Liz is the first one to receive a blast from me as my orgasm has me in a rush. I close my eyes and let the two of them coax the rest out. I come back to my senses to see I got both in the face more because of aiming by Katy than luck and as I back off my bed and pull on a pair of underwear both girls giggle and joke about what it looks like on each other before they start to clean up and get dressed.
Our parents get home at in the early evening and find that while the girls have been relaxing and talking I’ve been in my room since my threesome brooding. Mom pokes her head in to tell me dinner is ready but I’m not hungry. I let the evening pass me by and decide on bed at about ten when I get a weird idea and turn my computer on. I get onto Facebook and pull up my account and go to the school’s page, I think about how to word what I want to say but simply write ‘We’re coming’.
Monday morning I’m up before everyone else getting dressed in beat up cargo pants and a plain black t-shirt. I rouse Katy awake and point out the clothing I grabbed for her. A long sleeve shirt with a plain red t-shirt over it and some baggy jeans, it’s the fingered gloves that get her attention. They’re the same ones that we train with in the gym. I start to head out with Katy and get stopped by Elizabeth, dressed much like Katy and I are. Dad doesn’t say a word and Mom looks at us with a little sadness as we head out to school. We arrive at the school’s lot and the rest of the crew is there except for Kori and Ben. I don’t wait for them as I lead the girls from our vehicles to Devin’s truck where the rest of the crew is gathered. All of us are hooded and the crew is quiet before me as I lead them into school and class. The first half of the day is quiet save for whispering around me about what happened to Kori and another student last Friday, someone was talking about it and like everything else it spread like wildfire with rumors as to how bad it was. People watch me for signs that I will snap and lash out and when I catch them looking out of the corner of my eye I smile big enough that they can see me.
During lunch I arrive at the cafeteria and the whole family is gathered around the table sitting. I approach and once at the table all stand up and I lead them out of the cafeteria amidst the whispers of students and to the baseball field. I climb the bleachers and take a seat at the top with my feet dangling off the side while the rest of my ‘family’ stands in front of me looking up and waiting. I almost start to talk to them as I would normally when I see a few of the punk crew and Hideo from Jun’s friends heading towards us; I bow my head and wait for them to get close.
“Family, we have people here who want to believe,” I say in a happy tone,” See them know their faces.”
My whole ‘family’ turns and stares at the few other students who followed out of either curiosity or for protection. I notice Vicki from the punks moving forward cautiously when Devin steps forward and stops her.
“Brother, this one wishes to believe. More than these first few she approaches with her fear but also with her will,” I tell Devin from my perch.
Devin steps back and motions Vicki to move forward and after a moment of hesitation she continues and looks up at me with confusion.
“There is a question in your mind that I will answer for you,” I say to her keeping my tone overly happy and friendly,” What happened to us, what changed? Let me tell you that we’re just being what we were all this time and you never saw it.”
“That makes no sense,” Vicki says confused.
“This is the mystery of me, open to the world’s interpretation,” I reply smiling down at her,” Tell the one you let hold the leash that I will come for him today.”
“You’re going after Johnny,” Vicki asks backing up.
“Yes, we’re going after everyone,” I say before dropping down off the bleachers,” Tell them we’re coming.”
I get up to Vicki and take her face in my hands, she’s scared and I must look like a maniac as I smile at her. I look to the rest of the people gathered and smile before walking back into the school with my family following quietly. The rest of the day goes by quiet and fast as we get into homeroom and see Coach Campbell talking with some of his team before noticing me, I get waved into his office off the court and once inside he closes the door after me and sits at his desk.
“What are you doing running around scaring students,” Coach asks a visibly upset.
“Coach I’m just bringing in people to hear my word, when they come for me then I’ll get you something better than names,” I tell him,” I’ll give you what you really want sir, revenge for your girl.”
“Not at school, you keep it off campus as much as possible but you better deliver,” Coach says sternly,” And I’m having my kids run with you as much as possible so nothing happens to them without someone to watch their backs.”
“Tracy yes but your boy will have to be seen as one who knows,” I reply cryptically before exiting the office.
We sit in silence in the Gym and school lets out on time as always. We head to the vehicles only to find a group of ‘moralists’ standing around my bike lead by pretty boy Kyle. I stop and motion to the ‘family’ to fan out and we walk up as a line to the near twenty ‘moralists’. Kyle tells his friends to stay back steps out of his group towards me.
“We need to talk about all this fighting, both sides have been hurt and it would be better if we all just made peace and went about making this place better together,” Kyle says with a little arrogance.
I can see some of the punks taking notice and more than a few nerds are starting to gather on the fringes. I let Kyle see my smiling face before I start to speak to my ‘family’ and the small gathering of people.
“The snake never cared about the feelings of the mouse until the mice realized they outnumbered the snake,” I say loudly,” you talk of peace but you chose something different. You chose be brought down by ones who are not anything like you.”
“What are you talking about? The people who follow you are going to get hurt if you go against this,” Kyle continues from his position of authority.
“I have no followers, only brothers and sisters in the name of cause,” I reply before getting louder,” Like a fool this one thinks that we fear pain, Brother Devin, Hit me.”
I turn to Devin who pauses for a second and takes me by the coat collar with one hand and slams his fist into my cheek hard. People are gasping and whispering but Devin has a hold of me and I get my full balance again and start laughing.
“You think pain is something we run from, we enjoy pain. You talk about pain but you cannot hurt us, now is the time to get your affairs in order Kyle,” I say with blood in my mouth,” Because this is your choosing, we are upright and we know that we were chosen.”
I watch as Kyle backs away from me slowly and his friends disperse amid whispers and talk about how I’ve lost my mind. Everyone gets into their vehicles except for Devin and me. I look at Devin and before he gets in his vehicle speak to him.
“Brother you are a monster today, but you are in a family of monsters and we will take care of you,” I tell Devin smiling.
“Yes brother, the one who wants to believe is waiting on you,” Devin says pointing behind me to Vicki who is at my bike.
I let Devin leave and take Jun, Natsuko and Lilly home before addressing Vicki. I can see she still has some fear but something else is driving her right now.
“I will go with you to see Johnny,” Vicki says trying to get on my bike.
“You do not believe and you certainly don’t know,” I say stopping her,” I solved the question in your mind that you couldn’t even find words for. Now you want to believe but to do so you need to see?”
Vicki nods her head lightly and I stick a finger in my mouth and get some blood on it before holding it up in her face.
“Did you see this,” I ask getting another nod,” Then you saw but don’t believe. We are more than them, worse than them because we do not have their illusions and labels. We are things that they will never understand because of the lies they were raised with. If you wish to believe then you must find the lies they pulled over your eyes and see what you are in the event to come.”
I can see Vicki is confused and I am a little myself but cryptic and charismatic has people talking and that’s the start of it. I hand her the spare helmet and once we’re both on my bike we head out to Johnny’s home/compound. My arrival so many times in the past two weeks cause my arrival today to be less dramatic but as I show up Johnny still makes his way out to greet me.
“Hey Guy, you coming around here so much I’m beginning to think I need to get you a place to sleep,” Johnny says being funny.
“Brother I need you,” I say throwing him off with the ‘brother’.
I follow Johnny into what I can only assume is his actual spot considering the nicer furnishings and what I can tell is paperwork. I let Johnny sit but remain standing with my hood on and my hands behind my back.
“Okay man, I got word of some bad shit happened and from what I hear there are some things in the works with you and you got hit in the face by your friend,” Johnny starts in.
“Yes, I needed Brother Devin to hit me to prove a point,” I tell him plainly.
“What is with the brother/sister crap,” Johnny asks confused.
“First Brother you’ve been a part of this family since nearly the beginning so don’t start casting down this family, you might not be around but we still consider you one of us,” I tell Johnny going from stern to happy,” and the family needs you brother.”
“Okay, well if I’m a brother then I’m probably going to have to say yes to the help,” Johnny says smiling,” But I’m guessing that it’s going to hurt me before it helps.”
“You are worldly in your possessions brother and this will cause some of that to slow down, you’ll need to not sell at the school till we end this,” I tell Johnny who gets disheartened,” But if you help I will get you something better, distribution.”
“Distribution to whom,” Johnny asks perking up.
“Who isn’t important, what is important now is your network. There are some people who want the family to die and I need their friends,” I tell Johnny,” I’ll have Brother Jun get you all the specifics. You heard about what happened to Kori?”
Johnny nods and I don’t let my emotions show but I burn up with the memory of it. Johnny leaves his shack for a few minutes before coming back to me.
“I think you should preach to the masses,” Johnny says closing the door behind him.
“Your meaning brother,” I ask for clarification.
“Well you lead us but we call you brother and you call us family, you say that the family knows but you’re looking for believers. You need to give them something to believe in,” Johnny explains.
I can see that he has a point with a mission statement but just telling people to follow me because I want to hurt people who hurt Kori isn’t going to work. I sit and think while Johnny handles some paperwork and before long I leave quietly and take my bike home to think. Getting home shows me something I haven’t seen before, the entire crew is parked in my parent’s living room doing homework while Mom serves up soup and sandwiches. I walk into the living room and everyone stands up before I wave them off.
“At in public only please, I don’t need to be the messiah at home too,” I tell them getting some goofy looks.
“Guy what happened to your face,” Mom asks rushing over and taking my head in her hands.
“He did,” I point to Devin who gets a withering look from Mom,” I told him too.”
“Why would you tell him to hit you,” Mom asks confused.
“Cause it scared an asshole,” I say smiling.
I get a look from Mom about my language and sit in with everyone to get my own class work done. After we all get finished I start to talk about what we’re going to be standing up for and ‘preaching’. I’ll be doing most of the speaking which relieves most of the group but my ideology has some confusion. Everyone leaves before nine and I’m finally relaxing in my room when my phone goes off with a text, it’s Kori. When I ask her where she’s been she replies that her mother wanted her to stay home for a while and heal. I tell Kori I’m not happy about her missing what I’m doing for her and she says that she’s got a watchful group of friends and to trust Ben since he’s doing what I told him. I don’t know what it means and after saying goodnight sleep comes nice and fast.
Tuesday morning and I’m up early like always but I’m not alone today, Katy is getting dressed as I get out of the shower and Liz is up next for it. I get dressed in the same basic clothes as yesterday and the three of us head out again, girls in the car and me on my bike. School goes by much as it did Monday but with more whispering behind my back and finally at lunch time when I arrive and lead my family out of the cafeteria I discover that we have about thirty students who have followed us including Vicki from the punks and Hideo from the nerds. I get up to the top of the bleachers again and see faces staring up at me with a little bit of expectation on their faces.
“You don’t know why you’re here. I call you believers because you haven’t known yourself,” I explain eerily happy,” but you know what I stand against, you saw it yesterday. They come and posture with numbers and words as if it mattered. I don’t care if you believe because I know.”
I see confusion and a little bit of fear in the faces of some students but most are trying to comprehend.
“Jun, take one from the crowd and bring them forward,” I command to Jun.
I watch him walk into the assembled group and look around, some of the friends of his back up but he settles on Hideo and taking him by the shoulder drags him to the front of the group.
“You are afraid believer,” I ask down to Hideo who nods,” I know you but you don’t. I see that you are not what they want you to be. They make you fear them by words and titles that they couldn’t aspire to. You believe that they are wrong but you stand idle by and be what they want to make you.”
I take the long way down watching Hideo the whole way until I’ve moved in front of him. I can see he’s a little scared but more ashamed. I point at Vicki and wave her forward till she’s just out of arms reach.
“You believer, if I told you that I will hurt this one if you do not have sex with him would you,” I ask Vicki while staring at Hideo.
“No I wouldn’t,” Vicki says quietly.
“And that is why you are an animal, the both of you,” I say backing away from the two,” You both are persecuted by the same people, they just use different names and yet you can’t even see the truth behind it. They’re ashamed they can’t know the world like you do. You girl are free and independent, you have no ties that you don’t want. You dress the way that makes you feel like what you want. You boy are smart and articulate, you have a future in a world that will try to grind you into paste but more than them you will earn it on what you know not because you were born deserving it.”
I watch the two look at each other and see the rest of the group looking around at each other’s faces before focusing on me again. I hold my arms out to my sides and lean my head back to the sky; the clouds are dark grey and light with rain.
“Will you be persecuted until you can prove that you are walking upright or are you walking upright now and just need to stand with something that is more than you, worse than you,” I ask bringing my gaze back to the crowd.
I can hear some of them talking about worse than them, I can see some are beginning to understand but I am seeing Hideo in quiet contemplation while Vicki has moved closer and is now next to him facing me.
“I know why they’ve chosen me,” I say quietly but happy,” You will believe once you enjoy the pain they caused you. Tell others that in two days I will bring my message to bear for those who want to believe.”
I head through the crowd and back to class with my family quietly in tow. The rest of the day goes by with more quiet whispers and people talking but the highlight is after fifth period when I’m leaving and I see Heather walking in my direction. I know she doesn’t see me and I wait there for her; she gets within arm’s reach before noticing me and backs up suddenly dropping some papers. I turn and look down at her as she cleans up the papers; I catch some of the words and guess at a speech. Heather finishes picking up her papers and composes herself to speak but I cut her off by chuckling. I walk away still chuckling and get to the gym ahead of some of the crew and head straight to Coach Campbell’s office and close the door behind me getting his attention.
“Coach are we having an assembly soon,” I ask quietly.
“Yes actually tomorrow, Principal Jackson caught wind of a few students who have been attacked and apparently there are a few groups concerned and one that is speaking,” Coach tells me leaning forward in his chair.
“I think I need to say something during the assembly,” I say with a visible smile on my face,” and I need your help to do it.”
“What about my boy and girl,” Coach asks concerned.
“They haven’t come to me yet but I will be waiting for them at the bleachers once we’re done here,” I tell him before getting back to my immediate planning,” I want to speak over them but not at them, any ideas on that sir.”
“Get with my boy and I’ll have something by tomorrow, but only if they get in this protection blanket you got,” Coach tells me skeptically.
I leave the office and head out to the bleachers drawing my family out with me. I get seated from my perch and turn my attention to the only people there.
“There’s going to be an assembly tomorrow, I have decided to say something during it since Heather’s group will be making a statement about what happened to Kori, I’m going to tell the school about my ‘vision’. Also I’ve brought Johnny on board and he’s ready to help so Jun I’ll need you get him information about Kyle and his Russian bride,” I dictate noting my last words make Devin scowl.
I see two figures heading up towards us across the field, I motion to my family that we have company and drop down to greet Tracy and her brother. I step in front of my family and greet our guests. I finally get to see Tracy after her altercation, most of her hair has been cut short and is matted to her head with some sort of hair product. I note the jogging coat and matching pants in blue and white but it’s her brother who is only six feet tall and noticeably younger than Tracy but it’s his clothing that probably has Jun feeling nostalgic with a black windbreaker slacks with a sweater vest underneath. I almost go after him first but decide to start with some love.
“Sister it’s been too long,” I say placing my hands on Tracy’s shoulders,” this family has missed your determination and I’m glad to see you again, come by my house after school today so we can talk amongst those who know in private.”
“Dad says that you’re really unhinged but I should just listen to you and do what you say,” Tracy says with a little determination,” But you get in the way of my practice and I’m gonna kick your ass.”
“I wouldn’t expect any less from you sister. You on the other hand are a quiet simpering little shit and I’m not even certain as to why I haven’t had Devin pull your arms off,” I say turning my attention to her brother.
“I’m Isaac, our dad said I should stay around you and follow your lead but why are you attacking me,” the boy says getting defensive.
“‘Why are you attacking me’ because you should be crawling on the ground not walking upright,” I sneer and mock,” you’re a pathetic excuse for the male species. My sister Tracy has more temerity in her than you do. You do know what that word means boy?”
I can tell Isaac is pissed and that anger makes him foolish and reckless, I watch him drop is bag and swing with a right that I see coming. I let the punch hit me but lower my head so that his knuckles pop as they connect with the top of my skull. Isaac recoils from the punch holding his hand and cursing; I start laughing and turn to my family.
“He has fire right Brother Jun,” I ask still laughing.
“He does Brother, should I help guide him,” Jun asks stepping forward.
“Of course, his fire is wasted and he doesn’t hesitate,” I say placing a hand on Isaac’s shoulder,” You follow Brother Jun’s lead and listen to what he says.”
Isaac nods warily and backs up from me, boy has spirit and honestly I like him now more than I liked Jun the first day. We gather and leave school heading straight for my house to work and lighten the mood. Once at home and inside all appearances drop and Jun gets a chance to talk to Isaac and explain how the family works and why we’re all acting the way we have been for the past couple days. Tracy looks confused but Isaac seems quick to pick up on what we’re doing and the fear I’m trying to put in.
“People are wondering about some sermon you are going to deliver on Thursday,” Isaac says keeping me informed on the gossip at school.
The topic gets everyone’s attention but my shrug ends any questions or comments as to what I’ll say and do. Homework gets done again among the watchful supervision of my folks and everyone heads out before my Mom starts setting up sleeping bags. I get into my room and shoot Kori a text asking how she’s been today and tell her that I miss her at school. I don’t get a reply for a while but when I do it’s just her telling me to be patient and she’ll be back before I know it. I don’t reply because I want her back at school now and not later. I head to bed ready for a grand interruption of Heather’s activities.
Third morning in and it’s like a well oiled machine, at school before classes there are people watching as now Tracy and her brother Isaac have come into the fold. We all bow are heads as if we’re praying and head off to class. What I hate more than anything is that point where you have something planned and yet you have to wait through the most boring shit in existence before you get to have some fun. At the end of second class I get a notice from Coach Campbell that we are having a meeting in the library during the assembly at home period. The news puts a bit of a spring in my step as lunch comes and goes with no real speeches or people who need to be adjusted. I let Jun know that I’ll need communication from him as to when to interrupt Heather and whoever is speaking with her. Last two periods drag on but mercifully pass and I watch as others head to the gym for the assembly. I take my note and get to the library where Coach Campbell is waiting in the office and the librarian hands off the keys to Coach before passing me and leaves us alone. I get into the office with Coach and he explains his plan.
“Okay meathead, they’re going to be speaking in the gym but you can use the PA system from here to interrupt them, you got some way to know who you are interrupting I take it,” Coach asks quickly.
“Yes sir, and thank you sir. I will remember this,” I say moving to the phone he pointed out.
“Well my boy is talking about how what he’s going to be doing is cool and at least I am less worried
now than I was last week,” Coach says taking out some files.
“I’ll keep him around after all this as well, he has fire,” I tell Coach Campbell taking out my phone.
I didn’t think I would need to wait long but I’m thirty minutes into the final hour of the day when Jun sends me a text saying that Heather and Kyle are heading up to the podium to speak. I give it a minute and after taking a deep breath punch the buttons to pull up the PA system, I hear the PA tone kick on and begin.
“I told you that we were coming but it was a lie, we’ve been here all along. They’re lying to you; they’ll tell you that they’re trying to make things better but how different are they from each other. So much of the same that they see you and you and you and you as so wrong because you are different from them. They are addicted to the idea that they are heroes; they want you to see them as heroes so they can feel better about the empty hole they live with everyday. They want to lead you like sheep to a slaughter, covering your eyes so you can’t see the end until its right in front of your face. But I think it’s time for the masses assembled to wake up, WAKE UP AND SEE THE LIE THEY WANT YOU TO LIVE! I watch them make people deteriorate and wither all around them, they whisper and wonder at it but they never do anything about it. They want you to crawl but you know you’re meant to be upright. You know my name, you know my brothers and sisters, you whisper and wonder about what comes next. I know why they’ve chosen me, I’ve seen it in my thoughts and in my waking dreams and I know that this is not the beginning of their new regime. It’s the end,” I get the last words out and chuckle for a few seconds before pressing the hang up on the phone then placing the receiver in its place.
Coach Campbell has me sit next to him and we start looking busy going over my file when I hear the doors to the library open behind me and a few teachers along with Mrs. Jackson come in looking for someone. Coach greets them and says that he brought me in here so that I wouldn’t do anything during the assembly and that I never touched the phone while we’ve been in here. Mrs. Jackson doesn’t push Coach but I can see Ms. Detress is fuming mad and ‘knows’ that I did it. I watch her call Coach Campbell a liar and that gets Principal Jackson to turn on her wonderful ‘No you Didn’t’ look. I let the whole proceeding play out and as final bell rings I calmly put all Coach Campbell’s files in order and quietly leave with my bag, no smile or laughing as I pass Ms. Detress or Principal Jackson.
I’m walking towards the parking lot and see the Gym is letting out from the assembly but more than that the students from the assembly see me walking and soon enough my family filters out to me and gives me a barrier as some cheer and others ask question. I get to our vehicles in the parking lot and can see that behind the assembled punks and Goth, past the nerds and outcasts there are the ‘moralists’. They’re watching and looking to see what I’ll do next and it has me smiling.
“I think that someone heard my thoughts today,” I say loudly but keeping my head downcast,” Are there people here who want to believe?”
I can hear some saying yes and there is more asking questions as I raise my head to look at all the faces staring at me for the answer.
“It’s not time yet, I’ll be where the storm gathers tomorrow at the end of the rush,” I tell the assembled cryptically,” If you can’t find me then find my family, they know and will guide those that want to believe.”
I can hear the talking and don’t wait for anyone to give me another chance to speak. I get on my bike and before I can get anywhere Tracy stops me with a gesture and after getting the spare helmet from the seat whispers ‘Johnny’ in my ear. I guess she has business there and decide to help out by driving us there. It takes a moment to realize that the whole family is following us and our arrival at Johnny’s is greeted with some happier faces than I’m used to seeing when I go somewhere. I waste no time finding Johnny in a side trailer and let Tracy have her time with him, I didn’t think she was into Johnny but it doesn’t matter to me as I am getting my phone blown up with a text message from Kori. Kori’s message takes some priority and I guess Jun or Lilly must have made a video because she’s promising me some serious alone time when she’s all better just for scaring Heather. I follow the link and check the video out, apparently I cut Heather off in mid sentence and before I was even finished she left the podium and Kyle had to talk about how they’re going to help change the student body. I smile and find Jun just to pat him on the back for the video. I tell the family that I’ll be along later and that this is just a personal stop for Tracy. Devin give me a look like I need to fix something and I remember that he’s still interested in some girl in the moralist camp.
“Brother you need to tell me who this girl that I’m supposed to help you with is,” I ask Devin privately.
“Her name is Masha. I’ve seen her hanging around whenever we gather but I don’t like the way they’ve been treating her, she’s like an attack dog as far as their concerned,” Devin says pleading.
“Okay but which one is… the bodyguard?! The damn Russian bodyguard that Heather keeps around to make sure one of the girls doesn’t take her fucking head off,” I say shocked by the realization.
“I like her okay, I have seen her looking at me too man but I just think that maybe if you could show her that she’s just a tool for them that maybe I’d have a shot with her,” Devin pleads with a puppy dog face I should not see on a large guy.
I pat him on the shoulder and let him get to taking Jun and some of the other’s home. My family leaves and I wait patiently by my bike for Tracy to get done with Johnny. I’m only waiting about ten minutes when Tracy heads out of Johnny’s shack looking about the same that she was when she went in, guess it didn’t take long for her get what she needed. I start to get my bike ready to go but Tracy stops me and pulls me into following her off to a cabin towards the back, it looks better than some of the makeshift ‘huts’ that others are using. I watch her take a key in her hand and unlock the door before we head inside. It’s pretty basic inside, crappy bed with blankets folded up on it and a small desk with a chair by the blacked out window.
“Johnny says this was the only building he didn’t put up on the grounds,” Tracy explains sitting down on the bed.
“Okay, thanks for the history lesson, so why the fuck are we here,” I ask taking the sole chair and sitting down.
“I gotta ask, are you really losing your mind or are you really good at fooling people,” Tracy asks a little angry.
“I thought we went over this with your brother, I’m just doing this to get people’s attention. I scare the moral majority and get people they’ve been picking on to start standing up for themselves,” I explain keeping it simple,” And when I get the names of who beat Kori with belts I start looking into renting a wood chipper and a boat.”
“Well that’s graphic and probably never going to happen. So my new problem, I talked to Kori and I’m guessing she hasn’t said anything but I need sex,” Tracy says with no subtlety.
“Well that’s wonderful but I have to ask, why me,” I ask plainly.
“Well you’re not bad at it from what I remember and Kori wants to make sure you’re in shape for when she’s ready to reward you for that speech today,” Tracy says pulling off her hooded athletic coat showing me her toned body in a lose tank top and sports bra.
“That’s great but no, people just don’t volunteer to have sex for a friend just to keep someone ‘in shape’, especially one who has girlfriends who are more than willing to take care of me. So what’s the real deal considering you and I haven’t had sex in almost a year and I heard that you were dating someone last summer,” I tell her keeping some distance.
“Nothing, I just thought you’d like to try something different but never mind,” Tracy says with a little frustration grabbing her coat and standing up.
Never mind, one thing I learned from having four girlfriends is that never mind is one of those things that when it comes out of a woman’s mouth it usually means either take cover or you’re pushing all the wrong buttons. I get up and block Tracy from leaving the shack, we have a bit of a staring contest and Tracy moves back to the bed and sits down and I move to sit next to her. I look at her hair and notice where the burned off patch is covered by the new hairstyle.
“So did I just kill your mood or can we talk about it,” I ask concerned.
“I asked Kori if it was cool if we had sex and she said it would be fine, I don’t normally go after a girl’s boyfriend but you were with me about the same time you and Kori hooked up for real so I figured it was okay to ask,” Tracy explains showing a rare bit of nervousness,” I’m just messed up after last week I guess.”
“I’m messed up after last year but look at me now, I have a good group of people around me and I’m working on driving my ex further insane,” I tell Tracy getting a little smile,” Come on, let’s get you home.”
I start to get up from the bed but Tracy grabs onto my shoulder and pulls me back down on the bed before kicking her leg over me and straddling my hips. With one move Tracy grabs the bottom of her tank top and pulls it over head and off taking her white sports bra with it. There in my face are Tracy’s wonderfully shaped large for a b cup breasts in my face sporting the same half dollar sized nipples that I remember from last year. I put my hands on her hips and pull Tracy hard against me latching my mouth onto one of her nipples and gently sucking. I feel Tracy put one arm inside my coat and the other around my head to keeping my head right where she wants it. Being an athlete is one thing but unlike Mathilda, Tracy is softer. I switch nipples and push my hand into the back of Tracy’s athletic pants to and grip an asscheek and squeeze it firmly. Tracy pulls my head off her breast and backs up off the bed and once on her feet starts stripping down until I see only tight pair of white athletic panties hugging her hips. I start to strip down but Tracy stops me again and starts to do it herself starting with my coat and shirt, then my boots and finally my pants just leaving me in my boxer briefs.
Now that we’re both down to our basic underwear Tracy backs me up the bed wordlessly until my head is resting on the pillow. Silently she shifts her body around until my face is staring at her cloth covered slit and I feel Tracy working through my underwear for a brief moment before pulling my cock free. I can’t see anything but I know she has one hand on the base of me and is trailing her tongue up and down my shaft; it’s a different feeling to have at the start of foreplay as opposed to it happening at the end of sex. I almost get to rest and let her work until her body pushes back bumping my chin, taking a hint I reach my arms up around Tracy’s hips and pulling the tight fabric aside start to slowly lick the length of her slit. I’m taking my time enjoying trailing my tongue around her pussy hole while in contrast Tracy is bobbing her head up and down on me fast and frantically. She has me hard and I can’t tell if she’s trying to get me off or not so I decide to shake her up a bit, I spread her cheeks wide and shove my tongue deep as I can get it into her hole. The first noise of the night comes as I start wagging my tongue in Tracy’s pussy, letting my cock drop from her mouth and moaning through what I’m hoping is a minor orgasm. I feel my shorts getting pulled further down and raise my hips to get the fully off, as Tracy crawls down to get my shorts off I hook a finger in the crotch of her panties and pull them off. For the first time I see her turn to face me and smile, I’ve never seen her smile before and it’s one of her new best features as far as I’m concerned.
“Grab a thick blanket and get that ass over here,” I tell Tracy smiling.
It’s a bit chilly in October this time of year and with no real heat we’re gonna want to keep a little warm. Tracy pulls the thickest blanket up and throws it over her shoulders before crawling up my body and resting her clit and slit against my shaft. I feel her start to grind and with the lube she put on me orally and my work getting her ready I don’t want to wait much longer. Sensing that I’m a little eager Tracy shifts her hips and knees a little before taking me in hand and lining me up with her warm folds. A little pressure is all there is before I feel her warmth wrapped around me and it’s not tight like other girls but more accommodating and experienced taking a larger member.
“I think you’re a little bigger than last year,” Tracy groans out once I’m all in.
“I’d think you’d be disappointed that I’m not the size you’re used to,” I reply trailing my hands up her sides then back down taking hold of her ass.
“Well you’re big enough to get attention but not so much that I have to adjust to you. Also you’re not pushy making me fuck in the same position every time,” Tracy says starting a long rhythm of strokes on my member.
“Same position every time, your summer boyfriend must not have been much fun then,” I say licking her breast.
“He stopped seeing me because I wasn’t any fun, saying that I just lay there and don’t do anything. Kinda hard when if I move you… fucking bitch… like a…,” Tracy says speeding up her hips.
“Bitch,” I ask getting a nod.
Tracy starts groaning and with most of my cock working in and out of her fast it doesn’t take long for her to lock up and get a hard orgasm out. I let her breath and while she rests a little I get an idea to try something different. I get her to straighten her legs till they’re almost straight next to mine but I’m still inside her, I tighten my abs to make my member twitch inside her which gets me a look of surprise.
“What are we doing now,” Tracy asks once we’re adjusted.
I tighten my abs again and roll my hips up into her in more of a grind than a thrust; I do it again and can see Tracy’s eyes are shut and enjoying my new movement. I keep my grinding up and try to take my time with my new trick when Tracy takes my idea and does it against me, feels a little better than before and we’re soon in a solid rhythm that has me panting with the effort to keep from losing my cool to soon.
“Why are you slowing down, I’m gonna cum again and this time it’s not gonna be little,” Tracy asks not slowing herself down at all.
“I’m getting close,” I gasp out speeding up a little.
“Oh you don’t know where to cum. Here’s the trick, I am going to cum hard soon and you are gonna cum with me but,” She pauses with a wicked grin,” Am I on the pill or safe today or are you getting into more trouble than you bargained for.”
“No joking Tracy I’m really gonna cum,” I say gripping her hips and slamming my cock hard in and out.
“Maybe I want you to cum in me, you like that idea? Finally getting your white cum in my black pussy,” Tracy asks teasing.
I don’t know what comes over me but I latch my teeth onto Tracy’ breast lightly and start bucking my hips into her. Tracy pushes her body flat against mine and lets me do the work moaning while pulling my head off her tit. I get that rush and grunting shoot my first shot into her warm folds, the sensation makes Tracy’s eyes go wide and as I try to push more into her she starts pushing against me as my first shot must have triggered her own orgasm. We lay there grinding against each other trying to get the last bit of our orgasms out when Tracy takes my face in her hands and kisses me openly. It’s weird and brief but warm and wonderful. I figure we must have been just laying for ten minutes as I feel I’ve fallen completely out of Tracy. She notices it too and curls up onto my side; I wrap an arm around her and just wonder about what happened I have no clue how bad this could be.
“Hey, I’m on the pill so relax,” Tracy says after seeing my face,” besides if you haven’t figured out someone else has dibs on your first kid and it isn’t gonna be me.”
“Kori right,” I ask getting a little nod,” Yeah, she’s the only one I can see myself having a kid with immediately.”
“What about the other three or four girls you got pining after your juice,” Tracy asks propping her head up on her elbow to look at me.
“Well Katy maybe, Matty I’m not sure if she sees herself as ever being a mother but Imelda most definitely,” I explain reminiscing a little.
“And what about Natsuko,” Tracy asks.
“Not my girlfriend, she likes being a free agent and I like her a lot but I have enough girls I need to keep happy regularly,” I tell Tracy rubbing my hand on her flank.
We cuddle for a short while but while Tracy is in happy post orgasm land I get a dark thought about all the fear I’ve been trying to throw around. I’m gonna eventually back Heather’s people in a corner so bad that they’re going to try to kill me, and not Derek ‘tried’. Probably full on kill me with a gun at school or something. I register that one for the back of my mind and decide on the next best thing to tell the assembled masses tomorrow and remember that there is a park downtown that people have to walk to, yay hippies for your exercise trails. I have a plan but now I’m just wondering when someone is finally gonna punch my clock. I figure I should talk to Dad when I get home but for now I just enjoy warm woman and relaxed muscles.I’d like to apologize loyal readers for the massive delay. Yes I was sick but I also condensed 2 chapters into one and removed a lot of meaningless side talk so that you could have a more fluid read. I did get some questions and comments to my inbox and am going to answer a few now since they didn’t read my reply. Yes I am alive and continuing the series and have ideas for different stories but I will finish this one first before considering doing a new story or series. I am writing a story with sex, not sex with some story added, people like it and no I won’t add a character that you sent a bio to me just so you can see yourself in my work. Yes I have a vote troll and yes I do watch the votes but he doesn’t bother me, I may remove anonymous votes in a future series but I will always allow comments. Finally to my spam hater, bad move pal, it’s one thing to create a profile to harass me but you actually went after my Yahoo ID. That lag you got was a back trace, I’m not a computer whiz but I have a couple of good friends who write programs. Think on that for a while. Any way readers I have not abandoned you and if you are liking the bit more darkness to my story please let me know.

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My Evil (Ex-) Wife

CHAPTER 1
“Oh, shit,” I thought, “I’m really in for it. She’s caught me again.” I had just showered after dinner and my hand automatically went down to my cock. I pulled my hand from my shorts and waited for the storm to hit. Instead, my wife Eileen walked into the den and sat opposite me.
“We definitely have to talk and I want you to be completely honest with me. Will you do that?”
I admit I was confused. She hated when I played with myself. I expected a real tongue-lashing—I’d received several over the past month. Why was she being so nice? “Okay, what do you want to know?”
“How often do you play with yourself?”
I sighed, “Every day.”
“When and how long?”
This was getting embarrassing. “Okay, virtually every morning for at least a half hour before getting out of bed; again after my shower for as long as I feel like it, most anytime I’m idle in the evening, and again when I get into bed.”
“So…at least an hour every day?”
“Yeah, probably more. It itches sometimes. I just don’t seem to be able to control it.”
“I have to agree with that and it could get really embarrassing. Remember last week when Patricia came in with me after bridge on Saturday afternoon? I saw you and she would have, too if I didn’t distract her. It’s out of hand.”
“Okay, I agree, but I don’t know what to do about it.”
“I have a suggestion, but I don’t think you’re going to like it.”
“What?” I was already skeptical.
“A…male…chastity….”
“I’m not wearing a fucking chastity belt. Talk about embarrassing…everybody will be able to see it through my slacks and shirt, and what about when I want to go to the pool or beach? Forget it!”
“You didn’t let me finish. Not a chastity belt, a chastity cage. It fits around your cock and balls so only you and I will even know it’s there.”
“Great…sounds really great; I’m being sarcastic in case you didn’t realize.”
“I did realize and it’s pretty much what I expected. How about if I promise to let you out twice a week for relief—once with me and once for you to masturbate? That way we’ll both get what we want. I won’t have to see you playing with your penis and you’ll still have enough sexual activity to be satisfied. It could be the best of both worlds.”
“I don’t know. I guess I could use some help, but I’m not so sure about this.”
“Why don’t we look on the internet and see if we can find something we can agree on? Would you at least do that for me?”
There are times when I hate how sweet my wife can be and this was one of them. I was backed into a corner—either say no and get myself ready for a real argument every time she catches me, and believe me, she will. She’ll be on the lookout if I don’t go along. The alternative is to follow her lead and…God only knows what. I chicken out and agree, thinking it’s the lesser of two evils. She takes my hand and we go to the computer where she’s already on line. We go to Bing and type in “cock cage.”
We researched a few vendors and truthfully, I was terrified at what I saw and read, but I could see Eileen’s enthusiasm. I knew that I’d pay for a refusal for months into the future. I gave up and agreed eventually to try—that’s all, just to try—the CB 6000. I made sure she fully understood that I wasn’t committing to anything. “Eileen, I am willing to try it, that’s all. T…R…Y, but I’m not committing to it. I have no idea how this will work out so don’t get upset if it doesn’t.”
“I understand, Michael. You don’t have to repeat it five hundred times, but I really do appreciate your willingness to address the problem. Maybe you’d like me to show you how much I do appreciate it.”
I knew what she was doing—reinforcing the decision by giving me some good sex—but it wasn’t going to work. I’d been down this road before. I’d take the sex—I’m not an idiot—but that alone wouldn’t change my mind about trying this…thing…this monstrosity.
She took my hand and led me to the bedroom. I stood still while she stripped out of her clothes, enjoying the show. We’ve been married for about ten years and she still had a really good body with nice tits—firm and high—and a nice round butt. My only complaint was her pubic hair. She refused to do anything with it, even trim it back, so I was reluctant to eat her pussy. I enjoyed the taste, but I absolutely hated getting hairs stuck between my teeth.
She laughed when she saw that I was still dressed. “Playing hard to get? Is that it? I know you’re concerned. I understand that. It’ll be fine. You’ll see.” She moved up to me, jamming those fine tits into my chest as she reached down to handle my package. “Hmmm, I see someone is eager, even if you aren’t.”
“I’m eager for this…not so much for the other.”
“You worry too much. C’mon, I need this and I’m still going to need it when you’re wearing it. I’m going to go out of my way to make it pleasant for you. You’ll see.” Somehow, I wasn’t all that reassured, but I did want to fuck my wife so I joined her on the bed. We kissed, our tongues dancing back and forth as we shared saliva between our mouths. I loved the sensation of her soft plump lips against mine. I reached down between her legs. Her cunt was oozing juice, but then so was my cock. The head was covered in slippery pre-cum and hard as a rock. Eileen groaned and pushed me onto my back as she climbed over my body.
Eileen hovered for almost a minute, rubbing my cock into her slit, before slowly sinking onto me. I watched, amazed, as my cock disappeared into her body. Slowly she began to rock, driving her hot clit into my abdomen. I rose to meet her with every thrust. Our pace quickened as our passion rose and soon we were humping wildly. I knew she was getting close several minutes later when her breathing became erratic and she began to chirp like a chipmunk, a sure sign she was ready to cum. I drove into her harder and faster, lifting her from the bed every time until I grunted like a boar, spewing hot white semen into her again and again until I could go no more. Fortunately, my orgasm was almost always a trigger for her. She opened her mouth for a long silent scream before collapsing onto my chest. I rubbed my hands over her ass and back while we recovered.
She raised her head after several minutes and asked, “Think you could handle that every week? I think knowing that you’ll need my key will make me even hotter for you.”
“Yes, I could definitely handle that, but, no, I’m still not convinced about the other. But, you are right—time will tell.” I kissed her and extricated myself from her grip. I still had some paper work to do before tomorrow.
CHAPTER 2
I pretty much forgot about the cock cage for the next week or so. I was even better at keeping my hands out of my groin. Of course, I was praying that the damned thing would get lost in the mail. Unfortunately, that only seemed to happen with checks for my mortgage and credit card bills. I walked in exhausted after a long day in court almost two weeks later to find the package on the kitchen counter. Eileen was there, too and to her credit she didn’t gloat or smile. All she said were two words, “it’s time.” I nodded glumly to agree.
I changed out of my suit and washed my cock and balls carefully before returning to the kitchen naked. I took out the parts and tried to read the instructions. They looked as though they’d been written by some guy in China where they don’t have any tenses. Eventually, I made sense of them and had it placed around my cock and balls. All that was needed was the lock. I just couldn’t bring myself to do it. Eileen stepped forward after I had stood there for several minutes. She removed the lock from my hands and placed it onto the cage, snapping it shut. She kissed my cheek and ran a silver chain through the keys, placing them around her neck. She hugged me again, kissed me, and told me to dress. We were going out for dinner.
We drove to a favorite Italian restaurant and I felt so self-conscious as though everyone could see the prison around my penis, but nobody said anything or acted as though they knew. I understood why Eileen wanted to eat out. She wanted to rebuild my self-esteem. I felt better when we drove home and even better the following morning.
On Wednesday evening I asked if I could masturbate, but Eileen had a better idea—we fucked like kids, so eager were we to explore each other’s body. I thought I’d masturbate on Sunday, but once again she made delicious love to me. I was beginning to think this actually could be the best of both worlds.
We probably fucked seventy-five percent of the time with no rhyme or reason why or when. It all depended on Eileen’s mood that day. That’s the way things went for almost six months—and then everything changed.
I had a critical meeting on a class-action suit the following morning and was having difficulty falling asleep. I got up at 12:45 and Eileen rolled over to ask me what was wrong. “I’m having trouble falling asleep. I’m going to take some sleeping pills.”
“Oh…okay,” she replied as the rolled over and returned to sleep. I woke to the alarm the following morning and tumbled out of bed to the bathroom. Halfway there I realized something was wrong. I had run my hands down my pajama shorts and found my cock encased in metal, not the polycarbonate I was expecting. I ran to the bathroom and dropped my shorts. Fuck! The thing was made of stainless steel and I couldn’t find a lock. Looking even closer I could see some things that looked like bolts pushing down against my cock, squeezing it into the tube. There was no retaining ring, but there was a thick stainless strap that went tightly around my balls. I pulled up my shorts and went back to the bedroom. That’s when I first realized that Eileen wasn’t there.
“EILEEN! EILEEN!” I screamed her name as I tore through the house. I found a note on the refrigerator when I reached there.
“Michael,” it read, “if I know you you’re screaming and ranting like a maniac right now which is why I’m not at home. You need to calm down and relax. No harm is going to come to you, but there are going to be a few changes. I will tell you about them tonight when you come home, but ONLY if you are calm and respectful to me. Don’t bother to look for the key—it’s not there. I’ve placed it into a safe deposit box in another bank that only I can retrieve until I have made other arrangements.
“As I said, there will be a few changes, but nothing you can’t handle. I will explain tonight. Love, Eileen.”
Eileen was smarter than I gave her credit for. I probably would have killed her if she were here now. There was nothing I could do, but get dressed and go to work. I couldn’t wait for tonight to let her know what I thought—of this and of her.
I staggered in after a long and hard day around six that evening. Eileen was sitting and relaxing in the living room when I walked in. If looks could kill she would have been dead. “I see you haven’t calmed down yet.”
“Calmed down, Eileen? What the hell do you expect? Did I agree to wear this? Where’s the key?”
“In our closet. Go ahead and look for it. I’m sure you’ll know where it is immediately.” I stomped off to the bedroom. I walked into the closet and stopped. I couldn’t believe my eyes. She’d had a safe installed during the day. I tried to pull it out, but it was obviously bolted to the floor. I returned to the living room defeated.
“That’s better; would you like a glass of wine?”
“No, thank you. Why are you doing this? You’ve betrayed me with this.”
“I won’t even consider answering the idea of betraying you. I prefer to look at it as being true to myself. I’ve been doing a lot of reading recently and I’ve learned that I have acquired an extremely valuable asset.”
“And what would that be?”
“Why, my cock, of course.”
“What do you mean…your cock?”
“Well, it used to be yours, but now it’s mine. I control it. I own it. I control you because of it. I own you. It’s that simple.”
“Eileen, what the hell are you talking about?”
“I’ll let you get away with that because I’m sure you’re upset and still have to get used to the idea of this. However, if I hear anything like that after tonight, there will be trouble. Okay, here goes—we have been married for almost ten and a half years. During that time I have done all the house cleaning. I’m tired of it. I’m not doing any more.”
“I’ve told you many times we could hire a cleaning service. We can easily afford it so what’s the big deal?”
“We’re not hiring a cleaning service. We already have one—you.”
“Eileen, are you kidding? I already work at least ten hours a day and I’m usually exhausted by the time I get home. You don’t do housework anywhere near that long. That just isn’t fair.”
“I know it’s not fair, but if you ever want to cum again you’ll do what I tell you. Every night when you come home I will have a list of chores for you. I will expect you to have them completed before dinner. We’ll eat a bit later than in the past to accommodate you. Your time will be your own after dinner.”
“You’re crazy.” I walked back to the bedroom and changed into my jeans then I walked out to my workbench in the garage to see if I could get this damned thing off my body. Eileen pulled up a chair and watched.
“Surely, you don’t think I’d buy something cheap that you could break the first day, do you? Go ahead–see if you can get out.” I looked at the damned thing. The tube surrounding my cock was solid stainless. There was no way I would be able to do anything with that. My only hope was the band that connected the tube around my balls, but it was also stainless and it was tight. I’d have to hurt myself to get this off, but first I’d have to figure out what kind of tools to use. I tried a pair of cutting pliers, but that was a complete waste of time. The stainless was harder than the steel in the tool and I could barely get it between the band and my scrotum. All this time Eileen sat behind me laughing. I worked for almost an hour before giving up.
Eileen rose and headed back into the house. “Come and have dinner and I’ll share the schedule to you, assuming you plan on cumming sometime in the next year.” She laughed at my predicament. I followed her glumly into the house.
I sat at the table and she scooped out some stew for me. “I knew we might take a lot of time tonight so I wanted to be ready. You will need your strength for what’s to come.” She laughed again. I had never seen this side of my wife and, truthfully, I didn’t like it at all. She passed a sheet of paper to me. “Okay, on Mondays you will dust and vacuum the living and dining rooms. I’ll supervise at first to make sure you do a satisfactory job. Tuesdays will be the three bedrooms, dusting and vacuuming. Wednesdays you can do the guest bath and the lavatory. Thursdays will be for our bathroom and Fridays you can clean the kitchen. On Saturdays you will work outside doing the lawn, trimming the bushes, etc. Sundays will be open for some special project I’ll dream up. There you have it. If you do that you’ll be able to cum twice a week, just like you’ve been doing.”
I stood up and dropped the bowl of stew onto the table. It flew up and fell all over the table and floor. “FUCK! YOU!” It was all I could think of. I was furious.
“If that’s the way you want to be…fine. It will be at least a month before you have an orgasm.”
“Okay, then there’s no reason for me to live here, is there? I obviously can’t trust you at all. I’m leaving.”
“I’ll destroy the only key if you do that.”
“Fine…do it. I’ll see you in court.” I walked into the bedroom, packed a small bag with my toiletries, some pajamas and underwear for a few days. I grabbed a few suits, some shirts and ties. I stormed out past Eileen who was still laughing.
“You’ll be back. Michael. You’ll come crawling back once you need to cum. You men are always so weak.”
“I’ll be back; that’s for sure. This house is in my name. It’s my house, remember. I’ll be back to kick your sorry ass to the curb. Oh yeah, as soon as I get to the hotel I’ll be cancelling your credit cards. Enjoy your life, bitch. Once word gets out about what you did you’ll be toast. There isn’t a man alive who’ll have anything to do with you.” I was out the door and back in the car before she even had a chance to react.
CHAPTER 3
I went to the apartment the firm maintained for visiting clients and phoned all my credit card companies. Once done I sat on the bed and took another long look at this fucking device. I looked closely at the tube. It appeared to be welded on the underside with two welded cross pieces vertically over my cock head. The band was attached to the tube by a sizable rivet that was flattened over the hole in the tube on both sides. The band could swivel freely, giving the tube some freedom of movement. The band that ran around my scrotum appeared to be a solid strip of stainless which was rounded on each side so it wouldn’t cut into my skin. I couldn’t see the lock without a mirror that I could place under my scrotum, but I had to assume it was at least of the same quality at the rest of the device. I was in trouble, but there was no way I was going back to Eileen. I had thought that we loved each other, but what she’d done was inexcusable.
I went to see my lawyer the following morning. I explained everything, and I do mean everything. He asked to see the cock cage Eileen had placed on my genitals. “Were you willing to do that, Michael?”
“No, Steve, I wasn’t. We had agreed that I would wear a plastic one because I had a bad habit of touching my penis, but she did this Sunday night when I was drugged with sleeping pills and then she tried to blackmail me into doing all the housework. I’m guessing that was only the beginning. I’ll bet she was reading a lot of that mistress-slave nonsense on some of those internet sites.” I dropped my pants and showed him the cage so he could take a few pictures. “I hate to say it, but I think I might be stuck in this for a bit until I can figure out how to break it off.”
“Don’t ask me, Michael. I’m no engineer.” That gave me an idea. I’d bet that an engineer would be able to tell me what to do. All I had to do was find one. I tried the Yellow Pages on my cell phone once I was back in the street. I found one—Professional Engineer/Mechanical and Civil Engineering—only a few blocks away. I walked there in less than ten minutes.
“Excuse me,” I asked the receptionist, a tall slender and cute brunette I wouldn’t have bothered yesterday, but today…. “I’d like to see an engineer, please.”
“Can you tell me what it’s about?”
“Uh…no, at least not now, but I assure you it is a real emergency.” She was flirting and I was flirting right back. I was well dressed in a $2,500 suit and $500 shoes, my official plaintiff’s attorney uniform. “However,” I continued, “If he can help me I’ll be thrilled to take you to dinner tonight.”
She laughed. “See the sign—‘C.W. Wilson, C.J. Wilson?’ C.W. is my dad; he’s retired. C.J.–that’s me—Catherine Jean Wilson. So, how can I help you?”
Oh boy–I gave serious thought to leaving, but if I did I’d never see this gorgeous woman again. “Do you have an office or something more private?”
“Sure, c’mon this way; my receptionist will be back in a minute or so. She walked me into an office. “Now, then….”
“Okay…I assume you’ll be discreet.”
“Are we ever going to get to the point here? I do have to earn a living, you know.”
“I need to know how to break something. Let’s assume that someone has a…uh, wristwatch that’s locked onto his body…uh, arm. The watch is made of stainless steel and the band is a single strip of stainless steel that’s riveted to the watch. How could he get it off?”
“We’re not really talking about a watch here, are we?”
“Um…no; let’s just say that I’ve left my wife because she locked it onto me against my will.”
“Oh! Can I take a look at it? I promise I won’t laugh. There’s no need to be embarrassed. I think I know how to break it, but a look will help. I’ll lock the door so we won’t be disturbed.”
“Oh God, this is so embarrassing. I’ll do it on one condition—dinner. You can pick the place.”
“I never go to dinner with strangers.” I laughed and extended my hand, introducing myself as Michael Kelly, attorney at law.
“An ambulance chaser, eh?”
“I’ve never actually chased an ambulance. I’ve run alongside a few times.” We shared a laugh together. “Actually, I specialize in suing major corporations on behalf of the little guys. You know—faulty artificial limbs, tobacco, even one of the local hospitals for turning away illegal immigrants.”
“I think I read about that one. Mind if I ask how much you made on that?”
“Nada…nothing; it was pro bono, ‘for the good.’ I hate that lawyers are looked on as scum, although some really are. I always try to take the high road. Okay, here goes.” My face turned bright red as I took off my jacket and dropped my trousers. Seconds later my boxers were at my ankles.
Cathy took a good look at the cock cage. “This is pretty interesting…very well made, but as I suspected, the rivet will be the weak point. Stay here while I get a few tools.” Like I was going anywhere–she returned a few minutes later with a big, heavy-looking toolbox. She rooted around for a minute before settling on several needle nosed vise grips.
“What I want to do is twist the band. The rivet will be very strong if it is pulled, but it’s susceptible to being twisted. I think we’ll be able to split the band or even pull the rivet out. Now, I have to warn you; this may hurt. I know how sensitive a man’s testicles can be. I may be single, but I’m hardly a nun.” She pushed my scrotum down and out of the way before carefully pushing one side of the thin needle-nose under the band. She locked the pliers and asked me to hold it in place. “This vise grip will restrict the twisting to this end of the strap. Otherwise all we’d do is spread the motion across the length of the strap rather than concentrate the twisting force at the end”. A second vise grip twisted the belt 180 degrees. She was right—it did hurt, but I was determined to get this damned thing off. I held the vise grips in position while she repeated the process with yet another tool after removing the one that had twisted it first. Now the belt was twisted 360 degrees with all the stress at the one end.
Cathy released the second vise grip while I held the other two. She repeated the twisting and I could see the stress on the rivet. It looked as though it was pulling through the strap. One more twist did it. The strap separated from the rivet. Only the vise grip prevented it from twisting wildly back, possibly cutting me with the sharp broken edge at the end. Cathy used the vise grip closest to the end to pull it away and around my scrotum. I was relieved when it was done. She pulled the tube from my cock and it reacted immediately, growing and hardening to its full seven and one-half thick inches.
“Sorry,” I exclaimed, trying to pull my boxers up and cover my hard-on. I tugged them several times before I realized that Cathy had her foot on the material.
“Hmmm, I’m not. How long has it been in there, anyway?”
“Well, I took two sleeping pills two nights ago and she put it onto me while I was asleep. I had a CB6000 on for two days before that. I had a habit of touching my penis which she didn’t like. It’s a long story. I’m sure you don’t want to hear it.”
“No, actually I would.” So I told her—all of it and, surprisingly, she listened carefully without interrupting and without laughing. “That was quite a sacrifice you made, giving her control of your orgasms. You must really love her.”
“I did…right up until this happened. It was betrayal, pure and simple. Listen, I have to go to work—plenty of ambulances out there with nobody to chase them.”
She laughed, “I really didn’t mean that.”
“That’s okay, I’m used to it. How much do I owe you and I was serious about dinner. I suddenly find myself with a lot of openings on my social calendar.”
“The job is on the house and I do accept the invitation.” She stepped to the desk and wrote on the back of her business card. It held her address and phone number. “I still live with my folks so don’t get any ideas, at least not yet. How about seven? Ever eat at La Strada? I’ve always wanted to try it.”
“It’s a deal. I’ve enjoyed it any number of times. I’ll make a reservation for eight. Thank you so much for this. Truthfully, I’d like to throw it under a bus, but I’m sure I’ll need it as evidence in the divorce proceedings.” She handed it to me and I put it into my briefcase. I walked back to my car and drove to have my blood tested before proceeding to my office. Steve was pretty sure I’d still have traces of the sleeping pill medication in my system. If so, it would strengthen my case in the divorce proceedings—and then there were the possible criminal charges I could bring. At the very least it would be sexual battery, and then there were the possible civil rights issues. I’d save them as my ace in the hole.
I had several important chores for my secretary. No, I wasn’t at all interested in her. For one thing she’s sixty; for another she was very happily married and she was my godmother. She and my mom were closest friends. She almost came unglued when she heard the details. Having told her in the office meant that the entire conversation would be confidential, just like everything else that happened here. I had checked my credit card statements online and found the purchase transactions easily. I wanted duplicate receipts for the transactions. I’d get them fairly easily for two reasons. First, if necessary I’d have no difficulty obtaining a subpoena. Second, the accounts were in my name—I was responsible for all the purchases. Of course, the fact that the phone calls were coming from an attorney’s office often made the folks on the other end nervous and intimidated.
People usually give little thought to the consequences of their actions and this was a prime example. Eileen had left the perfect paper trail for these purchases. They’d make for great evidence against her. What I had found astonishing was that she had actually ordered the stainless cage more than a month before fitting the original cock cage on me. The whole episode was nothing more than a ploy to get me under her control.
I was a partner at Kelly, Kelly, Fitzgerald and Stein. My dad was the first Kelly. Now I had to see him and let him know what was going on. I phoned ahead and asked for a meeting as I always did.
“Well, Michael, how are you? I haven’t seen you in…more than a week, isn’t it? How’s Eileen?”
“Yeah, Dad…a week ago Monday and Eileen is why I’m here. I’ve left her. Steve will serve divorce papers on Monday.”
“Kind of sudden, isn’t it, Michael?”
“Yeah, Dad,” and I continued, explaining everything to my father, including how she had ordered the “escape-proof” cage before even introducing the concept to me.
“Dear God, what a fucking bitch—I don’t blame you. How’d you get out of that…thing?”
“A professional engineer solved it in minutes, and that reminds me, I have to make dinner reservations for tonight. The engineer’s a woman—good looking and just as appalled about this as we are.” My father just shook his head in dismay. I walked back to my office to phone La Strada; I needed to do more than make reservations.
“Hi, Tony… it’s Mike. I need a reservation for two at eight tonight.”
“No problem, partner; how’s everything?”
“That’s what I want to talk to you about.” I explained about Eileen, omitting the details about the cock cage. “I’m sure she’ll show up one of these days. Just make sure she pays cash. Absolutely no freebies; I’m not kidding—anyone who comps her is going to be looking for a new job.”
“Gotcha, Mike. I’ll let everyone know.” I thanked Tony and told him about my date for tonight. He assured me that there would be no embarrassing questions. I wasn’t worried about being embarrassed—I’m an attorney. It’s against my religion.
CHAPTER 4
I drove up to Cathy’s place, an old Victorian in a quiet neighborhood I knew only a little about. I recalled that there had been a killing about twenty years ago—one of the university’s coeds– while I was a college junior away at Harvard. It had never been solved, but that could be said about too many slayings, unfortunately. My mind was full of thoughts of the past as I walked up the drive to ring the bell.
An older gentleman answered the door. “Ah, the ambulance chaser, I presume.”
“I can see where Cathy gets her sense of humor,” I replied as I extended my hand. “Mike Kelly.”
“Hi, I’m Cathy’s dad, Christopher. C’mon in; I’ll let her know you’re here.” He yelled up the stairs for her. I followed him into the living room where I met her mom, Emily. We were in a polite discussion when her dad asked me, “Hey, Mike, what do you call it when an ocean liner with 2,000 lawyers aboard sinks to the bottom?”
“Ha, that’s an old one—‘a good start’– and, truthfully, I’m not so sure I disagree. A lot of lawyers are really smarmy bastards, the kind who’ll do anything for a buck and, don’t forget that most politicians are lawyers, too.”
“Enough, Dad; don’t scare him off until I’ve had the chance to eat, will you?” She walked up to me and kissed my cheek—a pleasant surprise. We said our good-byes and drove north to the restaurant. I pulled up in front and exited as the valet opened the door for Cathy. “Evening, Mr. Kelly,” he gave me the ticket as I greeted him in response. The doorman opened up for us and also greeted me. Finally, we approached the desk, but halfway there the maitre d’ intercepted us. “Ah, Mr. Kelly, I have your table ready. Please come this way.”
‘Thank you, Milton.”
“You’re welcome, of course. I’ll let Tony know you’re here.” He held the chair for Cathy and opened her napkin before handing her the open menu. I sat, an amused smile on my face, as Cathy tried to digest my celebrity.
“I assume you’ve eaten here before…more than once I gather.”
“A few times, and it helps that I’m a partner. Tony Stradicci and I own the restaurant. We go way back to sixth grade together. We used to go fishing every afternoon after school and when we weren’t fishing we were nothing but trouble.” I looked up to see Tony approaching the table. I rose and we hugged. “Tony, this is C.J. Wilson—Cathy—my favorite engineer.” He greeted her effusively, but once she had returned to the menu he took me aside.
“I had a long talk with the entire staff so everyone knows what to do in case.” I nodded and thanked him and returned to my date. I knew the menu by heart so looking at it was a waste of time. Our waiter took our drink order and had just left when Cathy spoke again.
“So, Michael, are you really getting divorced? I don’t date married men.”
“Yes, she’ll be served with the papers Monday morning and about thirty minutes later she’ll get the eviction notice from the Sheriff’s office. She can appeal within thirty days, but then she’ll have to get out.”
“I thought that the wife almost always got the house.”
“In this state she’ll be entitled to half the marital assets which means everything earned during the marriage, but I bought the house with an inheritance from my grandfather while I was in law school. I lived there while I was studying. Truthfully, getting off campus was the best thing I ever did…too many distractions. I owned the house for more than three years before we even met. I can’t see any alternative to a divorce. I can’t trust her, can I? How could I ever close my eyes and go to sleep? I’m glad I can just leave this to my attorney to deal with.”
“But, you’re an attorney.”
“Yeah, I am, but there’s an old saying—a man who defends himself has a fool for a client. It’s much better if I use an attorney to represent me. I will rarely have to confront Eileen—he’ll do it. I won’t get emotional or vengeful. It’s just easier all around. He’s an excellent attorney and he’s almost as vicious as I am. Plus, I’ll be free to earn more money than I’m paying him. Now, can we talk about you? How’d you become an engineer?”
Cathy explained how her mom and dad could only have one child and she was it. Her dad never showed any disappointment, but Cathy never played with dolls or other girly stuff. She learned to use tools and made things with her dad. She was really good at math, too, so it made sense for her to study engineering. She joined her dad’s firm when she graduated, but at the bottom and worked her way up. She was respected by the others in the firm as a result and was now at age 30 a partner, helping to support her semi-retired father and mother.
Cathy asked me about some of the dishes. I did my best to explain—everything I’d ever had was great and the portions were huge. “Plan to have some leftovers for at least one lunch. That’s part of the fun here.” She ordered the Rigatoni with Sausage and Mushrooms in a garlic and oil sauce. It was one of my favorites, but tonight I had the Osso Buco. We were eating our salads and enjoying the delicious focaccia bread and garlic knots when I heard a commotion at the reception desk. I knew immediately it was Eileen, no doubt upset about her restrictions. I excused myself and walked into the fray.
“What do you mean I’m not welcome here? My husband owns the place!”
“You’re welcome, Eileen, as long as you plan on paying cash,” I interjected.
“I might have known you’d be behind this. Plan on never cumming, you bastard.”
“Actually, I have a multitude of plans in that regard. It took an engineer all of five minutes to defeat it. Now…if you have cash you may stay. If you don’t I think you should leave before we have to call the police. That wouldn’t go well for you. I still have many friends in the DA’s office from my time there and don’t forget that I know a lot of the cops, too.”
“You know I never carry cash.”
“Well, you’d better start. You have no income and no credit so you’ll never get another credit card. You might qualify for a debit card as long as you have a bank account. Of course, once we’ve settled you’ll get your share, but count on that to be a long time from now. I’d plan on economizing if I was you or maybe getting a job, and eating at an expensive restaurant like this shouldn’t be on your agenda. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have a date.” I turned away and returned to Cathy.
“Is that your wife?”
“Yeah, unfortunately; she used to come here all the time and eat on the house. Of course, I’d have to pay from my share of the profits and I’d have to tip the wait staff. That’s only fair. Now that we’re separated I’ve cancelled her credit cards and I’ve told Tony she only eats if she has cash. I know Milton well enough that he’ll demand to see it first before he’ll let her into the dining room.”
“That seems kind of harsh.”
“It is, but if I give in to her in the beginning of the process I might as well give up everything. Like most legal actions divorce is a battle. It’s usually fairly civilized, but it’s still a war. Let’s talk about something more enjoyable, like our next date.”
“Oh? Are we having a next date? I hardly know you.”
“Fair enough…I’m Michael Francis Kelly, age 38, partner in the law firm of Kelly, Kelly, Fitzgerald, and Stein. My dad is the first Kelly. I grew up here, attended North High School and was Valedictorian. I went to Harvard, but attended law school here where my dad also attended. I was married for a little over ten years and I thought happily until this. I enjoy most sports. I played basketball and baseball in high school and basketball in college. I have a very competitive nature which is an essential characteristic for a successful attorney. I also enjoy the outdoors, like hiking and fishing. I have a boat–not a yacht–that I use for fishing. Maybe you’d like to join me sometime.”
“Oh, sure; get into a boat and go miles from shore and be at your mercy.”
“First of all, I rarely go miles from shore. It’s usually less than half a mile, and I’m always a gentleman. If I weren’t you’d be at my mercy in my car. Besides, I usually have a fishing rod and some sharp hooks to watch out for.”
“I’ve never been fishing. I’ve done a lot of other outdoor stuff, but I’ve never been fishing. Isn’t it boring?”
“Well…it sometimes takes patience, but there’s another saying—a bad day of fishing is better than a good day at work. And there’s another—there’s only two kinds of fishing—good fishing and great fishing. Great fishing is when you actually catch something. I usually do catch something, but there’s never a guarantee. So, want to give it a try? I’m planning on going Saturday morning.”
“This is your idea of a romantic date?”
“No…that will come later that night when I take you to an early dinner and then to the ballet.” I showed her the hottest tickets in town—Row 8 center for the traveling company of the Bolshoi. “They’re doing ‘Swan Lake’, you know. The music alone is worth the price of admission. So?”
“It’s a date. What should I wear?”
“Well, for the fishing I’ll wear a T-shirt and shorts and some boat shoes. I suggest the same for you—sneakers for your feet and sunglasses, of course. A sweatshirt is a good idea in case it gets cold or windy. You’ll need sunscreen, but I have plenty and I’ll be happy to help you with it and—no—I’m not putting my hands where they don’t belong. The sun can be really strong on the water because of the reflection. I’ll wear a tux to the ballet if you have a formal gown, a dark suit if you’re just wearing a dress. You might want to bring all the fancy stuff when I pick you up so we can save time. Again, I will give you all the privacy you need. I have two bedrooms in my apartment. I can dress in the one I use for an office.”
“When do we get to the romantic part?”
I took her hand and kissed it. We looked into each other’s eyes for almost a minute before I spoke again, “How about right now?” I leaned across the corner of the table and placed a gentle kiss on her lips. It was only a second or two, but it spoke volumes—for both of us.
“Nice kiss, but not long enough.”
“Anything more will have to wait until after dinner, but I do have to agree…it was very nice. I loved every second just as I have loved every second we’ve been together and I think you have me at a severe disadvantage—I don’t have many secrets from you, do I?”
“That was business.”
I laughed, “Some business; don’t you usually charge for your services?”
Now she laughed, “Okay–that will be $100.” I reached into my pocket and pulled out two fifties, holding them out to her. She laughed again and would have continued had the waiter not delivered two steaming platters of food at that instant. We dug in, enjoying every bite, and as I had predicted we each had a big box of leftovers to enjoy at home. We left around nine, returning to my car.
“Where to now, Cinderella? Want to get some drinks or maybe a club?”
“Your place—I’m ready for some of the romantic part of the date. I’d like a few kisses—the longer ones.”
I put my hand on hers as I drove away. I liked the way she did things. I thought we might make a good team. Time would tell—I cringed as I had that thought. It was the same thing I had said to Eileen.
CHAPTER 5
It was only a short drive of fifteen minutes to my apartment. I’d only been there for a day and it wasn’t to my liking. My dad had furnished it to his tastes; it looked like some assisted living place for the elderly. Hopefully, I’d only be there for a few months.
Cathy was watching me as I was thinking. “Yoo hoo,” she said laughingly, “you still here?”
“Yeah, just thinking; I’ve only been in the apartment a day and I really hate it. I can’t wait to get back into the house—not enough to go back to Eileen, but once she’s out…. Okay, we’re here. Hold on so I can get the door for you.”
“Michael, I’m an engineer—I think I can handle my own door.” She was out before I was even half-way there.
“I was only trying to be a gentleman, you know.” I took her hand as we walked to the sidewalk.
“You know,” she said, repeating what I had said verbatim, “sometimes a woman doesn’t want a gentleman.” She stopped short, yanking on my hand and wrist. She pulled me close and reaching up to my lips, she kissed me. It wasn’t a long kiss, but it was passionate as her tongue drove into my mouth exploring new uncharted territory. She pulled away, but before she did she spoke again, just above a whisper this time, “In case you haven’t figured it out for yourself—this is one of those times.” She gave me a peck and we continued on our way. I unlocked the door and we walked in.
“God, Michael, who decorated this place? It’s like something out of the forties—the 1840’s.”
“My dad–God bless him; I told him to get a decorator, but…anything to save a few bucks. Wait until you see the bedroom, and the room I’m using for my office—they make this look modern. After I’ve lived here a while I’m going to bring it up at a partner’s meeting. C’mon in…something to drink?”
We agreed on ginger ale which was just as well—I don’t like to drink and drive. I put the stereo on and we sat on the old fashioned couch and talked for a few minutes until I stopped. When I did she looked at me; I was already looking—staring would probably be a more appropriate term—and leaned in for a kiss. Her mouth was open, but before we kissed she commented, “About time; do you always move so slowly?”
“I’m just a bit out of practice. There are a lot of things I did in my twenties that I’d never even consider doing now. How about we move forward and stop all this talking?” She lunged to me, pressed her plump sweet lips against mine as she swallowed my tongue like a vacuum cleaner. Believe me—it was worth waiting for. I hadn’t kissed like that in a long, long time. It was heavenly as our tongues wrestled to a draw. Cathy sighed as she broke it, “Why don’t you show me to that bedroom where we’re going to dress on Saturday?” She almost laughed at the expression on my face as she rose and pulled me up with her. “After tonight I don’t think we’ll have much reason to use separate rooms. C’mon!”
I led her to the bedroom, cringing as she took her first look at the décor. It looked like something out of “Casablanca” or some other late-thirties period movie. I looked at her and we laughed. I pulled her close and we kissed again for more than a minute. She broke away and began to loosen my tie. “It takes me three months to get to this point…probably the reason why I’m still single.”
“Then…why?”
“Because I learned more about you this morning than I usually learn about most guys in six months; you gave me your complete trust, didn’t you? What kind of person does that?”
“Well…I suppose that a person who is sneaky, dishonest and a liar would think everyone else would be the same. He wouldn’t trust anyone.” Cathy just nodded as I continued, “So I would guess that the opposite would also be true—one who trusts completely would be completely trustworthy. I know that I always try to be trustworthy. Believe it or not, it’s an important trait for a successful attorney.”
“I do, and I do think you are trustworthy. Later you were both completely open and totally honest with me. Most guys try to hide things about themselves or lie.” She laid my tie over a Victorian chair and began to unbutton my shirt. It followed the tie a minute later. “Your turn,” she whispered as she turned around exposing about twenty tiny buttons running down the back of her blouse.
“Dear God, how do women ever get into these things? Just the idea of doing even a single button behind my back makes me nauseous.”
“I have to tell you—I cheat. I do most of them before I put it on and then I only have two or three and they’re pretty high which is easier.” I was barely a third of the way down when she took pity and pulled the blouse over her head, mussing her lustrous short brown hair. A shake of her head returned her hair to its original condition. I placed the blouse over my clothes. Her bra soon followed. I removed her skirt and panties before removing my shoes, socks, slacks, and boxers. She turned around and I stared.
Her body was slender, her frame small like that of an Asian woman. Her breasts were small, perhaps a B-cup, but maybe a trifle smaller. Her legs were incredibly long and slender, but muscular with a delightful space just below her flat abdomen where they joined her hips. I was pleased to note that her pubic hair was neatly trimmed into a narrow landing strip. I continued to stare until she spoke, “You’re disappointed. I can tell. I’m too skinny. My boobs are too small.”
“No…not disappointed—enchanted; I think you’re beautiful. You look like a runway model.”
“All the girls in high school teased me about being so thin. ‘Skinny Minnie’…that’s what they used to call me.”
“I think you’ll have the last laugh. Not only do you have an extremely successful career, but as you age and your metabolism slows you’ll still have a fantastic figure while they’ll be fat with sagging bellies and boobs, and big fat asses. May I add once again that I think you look incredible now?” I moved away to pull the ornate bedspread down so I could fold it neatly on the rack so considerately provided by my father. Cathy was already under the blanket fluffing her pillow when I climbed in beside her.
We kissed again as we held each other closely, savoring the touch of each other’s skin. Hers was so incredibly soft and smooth. My hands moved to her firm ass. Hers found my cock, hard and hot and dripping pre-cum. I hadn’t yet ventured to touch her pussy, but I could tell she was ready by the juice she left on my thigh as she rubbed herself up and down against me.
She showed her strength when she rolled me onto my back and straddled my hips. “My God, you are slow. I was ready as soon as we stripped. You look pretty good, by the way—much better than my usual fare.”
“Thank you. I play basketball twice a week when I can and work out at the gym. Uh…I thought women enjoyed a lot of foreplay.”
“We do, but I have this itch. It’s really killing me—has been since this morning.”
“Well, I think you should scratch it, but don’t you think we should use a condom?”
“No…I’ll bet a thousand you never cheated on your wife and I’ve recently been tested–negative. I’m on the pill so that’s not a concern.” She slid down my shaft without hesitation. “Oh, yes…even better than I dreamed. You feel so good…so good.” She rocked forward slowly, her eyes closed and her head back. I could see the ecstasy in her face and feel the desire in her body as she ground her hard clit into my abdomen. I rose to meet her as my fingers found her swollen nipples. I pinched and rolled them between my fingers, enjoying her reactions—watching her go crazy on my cock.
Right now I was wishing I had used a condom—anything to delay the inevitable. I hadn’t enjoyed sex so much in more than ten years, since before I had even met Eileen. I drove into her harder and faster. I was desperate to cum and so was Cathy. I looked into her face as I moved my hands to her ass for better leverage. Her eyes were glazed over; she was somewhere else—somewhere deep within herself. She continued our rhythm as I lifted her bodily with each and every thrust. Cathy threw her head back violently as her body shuddered slightly. Suddenly she experienced a massive convulsion as spasm after spasm raced through her body—her orgasm had taken control of her body for almost twenty seconds. I pumped her tight pussy even harder to sustain and hold it as long as possible for her. I finally felt it coming. My cock felt like it had exploded. Every thrust drowned her cunt in baby cream—white slick sperm-laden semen. Finally, she collapsed onto my chest and we rested in post coital dreamland.
“Wow,” she whispered as I gently kissed her cheek–her ears–her hair.
“Double wow,” I replied.
She moved back a bit so I could look into her face and she could look into mine. She smiled; I smiled back then we both laughed. I pulled her back to me, her head on my chest as I stroked her hair. “I guess I don’t have to tell you that I had a wonderful time tonight.”
“No…all my dates have orgasms like that—orgasms that go on and on; orgasms that shake them like a rag doll. It’s a secret skill we lawyers have.” Cathy laughed again and I joined her. She slid off my body, but lay close to me, her arm and leg over me—her head on my shoulder. She was asleep in seconds. I lay there content as I hadn’t been in years. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the touch of her body as I, too, rested.
I woke Cathy two hours later to shower and go home. “I’m too tired, but I have to pee. Do you have a toothbrush? My mouth feels like cotton.”
“Your father will kill me.”
“No, he won’t; I’m a big girl and he knows it, besides—I phoned him while you were dealing with your wife. C’mon, I really gotta go.” She slipped from the bed and slinked into the bathroom. It was dark, but I could see the way she moved…incredible. Who would have thought engineers could be so sexy? She was already on the toilet, door open, when I got there so I assumed it was okay if I walked in. I found the supply of toothbrushes and toothpaste we always kept for our client guests. She picked a red one. Once she had brushed I decided to pee, too. I could hear her yell, “Brush your teeth. I want to kiss you goodnight.”
I had just finished with my teeth and returned to find Cathy lying in the middle of the bed, her knees up and legs apart. “I thought you were too tired.”
“What did I tell you, exactly…exact words?”
“Um…too tired to shower and go home?”
“Right, but where did I say anything about fucking? I’ll never be too tired for sex with you. Now, come here and stick it in me. I need to feel you again.” I couldn’t argue with such logic. Crawling between her legs I first kissed her pussy, tasting her dried juices and what I assumed to be a large quantity of my own dried semen. I worked my way up her body causing her to giggle, especially when I tickled her navel with my tongue. She dug her fingers into my hair as I moved to kiss her again. My tongue found its way between her teeth, tickling the sensitive underside of hers and the roof of her mouth. I felt rather than heard her sigh into my mouth. Her hand brought my hard cock to her clit; she rubbed the tip into herself vigorously. Cathy spread her legs further and raised her hips in response.
She suddenly rubbed me up and down her slit, positioned my cock at her tunnel and pulled me into her warmth—her moistness. We moved together several times, moving slowly at first as she adjusted to my girth. My hands roved between her back and her ass as I pulled myself deeper and deeper into her. We kissed as I pounded her poor defenseless pussy. Our pace increased as we became hotter for each other and our need for orgasm took control of our actions. Cathy lifted her legs, locking them around my waist. She begged me, “Harder, Michael…harder…please fuck me harder!” I drove my cock into her, banging the tip into her cervix repeatedly. I was afraid I’d hurt her, but she never complained.
“Oh, fuck…oh, fuck,” she groaned repeatedly. “My feet, Michael…put them over your shoulders. I need you deeper…deeper.” I complied by grasping her ankles and moving them to my shoulders. She was bent in two as I rammed my cock into her with incredible force. I felt like a jackhammer as we fucked like maniacs. Cathy was anything but silent as she grew hotter and hotter, “Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh,” she groaned. I couldn’t tell if it was a single sound or a series of short bursts, but it was obvious she was in rapture as my cock repeatedly massaged her G-spot. I knew she was close when groans became wails. I knew she was there when her wails evolved into a long guttural scream. She convulsed under me; her pussy contracted around my cock and that was just enough to bring me off a second time. I released her legs and lay gently on her body. We kissed as I moved to the side. “Don’t…not yet, Michael; I want to feel you inside me as long as possible.” I stayed where I was as we kissed and hugged. Cathy ran her hands up and down my back, even teasing my ass several times until my cock had shrunken so much that it popped free of her oozing cunt.
“Okay, we’ve had our fun; let’s go to sleep. I have a big day in court tomorrow.” I lay on my side facing her and was almost asleep when I heard her ask me, “Michael…did I hear you say you used to work for the district attorney’s office?”
“Yeah, Phil Sloan is a life-long friend of my father. I used to call him ‘Uncle Phil’ when I was a kid. I knew I had a position with Dad’s firm whenever I wanted it, but he wanted me to work there. A novice lawyer can learn a lot in the DA’s office—things like examining a witness and cross-examining, organizing a case, evaluating evidence, working with the cops—stuff like that although I mostly think he wanted me to learn on the county’s dime rather than his.”
“Do you really have a good relationship with the police?”
“Oh, yeah; they absolutely love me. Remember a few years ago when they sued the county and won. I was their attorney. The county wanted to unilaterally cut their benefits based on some obscure law from the 1800’s. I crucified the County Attorney. Now can we please get some sleep? I have to get up at six.” She kissed me—just a little peck and snuggled close, her back against my chest. I wrapped my arm around her and drifted off quickly.

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Family Circus – Ch. 6

We woke suddenly in the morning when we heard Mom say, “Time to wake up!” I startled awake to find her standing in the den, looking down on us. She hadn’t gotten dressed yet and was as she slept, naked. Vickie woke with a start, me with a sleep erection slipping out of her as she jumped up off the couch. “Did you two sleep well, I assume?” Mom asked, with a bit of sarcasm in her voice. Vickie headed out of the den as Mom told me, “You know this isn’t right, don’t you? If anyone else finds out they’ll think very badly of us. I don’t know what to think of us, myself.”
“I don’t know either. Everything just changed suddenly when I had that damn dream and woke up with this size. I can’t explain it, can you?” I asked.
“No, I can’t either. I just have the urge to throw all caution to the wind since you waved that thing waved around in front of me,” she answered. “Get up and get going. We need to leave soon. I’m going to go get dressed.”
The two and a half hour ride to Gram’s house was about the same as all our rides there, nothing much out of the ordinary. When we got there, we carried mine and Vickie’s bag into the house and met Gram at the door for our usual hugs hello. Gram was in her mid-sixties, still real sharp witted and not slowing down much physically. Her two sisters, each a little older than she lived nearby and the three of them were great pals along with a couple of their friends they’d known since grade school. The whole group of them was without husbands for various reasons, divorce, death, etc., and I’d seen them get pretty randy, especially after they’d had a few highballs and sat around swapping stories, memories, and gossip. They always seemed to know who was doing what to or with whom in the area and could caw about it seemingly without end.
Gram’s house had no air conditioning and was pretty warm in the summer though a nice breeze through all the open windows seemed to mitigate the heat to some degree anyway. We were sitting there in her living room drinking iced tea chatting about this and that when Mom suddenly said, “Mother, you should see Bobby. He’s suddenly grown up, way up.”
“What do you mean, Sarah?” Gram asked Mom, “He looks about the same size as last time I saw him at Christmas.”
“No, Mother, that’s not what I mean. Bobby, show her what I’m talking about,” Mom told me. Gram grew up on the farm so reproductive stuff, penises, testicles, vaginas pretty much just rolled off her like water off a duck in a very matter of fact manner. Besides that, I was getting very used to showing off my “new” equipment, actually growing to enjoy it, get a thrill out of it. In addition, Gram had seen Vickie and I both naked as we grew up, playing in the sprinkler and wading pool in the back yard naked, getting baths at her house, etc. So it didn’t faze me in the least. I stood up from the couch facing Gram in her overstuffed chair, undid my cargo pants, pulled them down along with my boxers, then straightened back up for her to see my hanging penis and testicles.
“Mercy sakes!” Gram exclaimed. “When did that happen? Come over here Bobby so I can get a closer look.” I shuffled across the floor with my pants first at my knees, then my ankles as they fell all the way down with my shuffling. Standing right in front of Gram, she reached out with her right hand and lifted my penis, cupping it softly in her hand and looked behind it at the orbs of my testicles, hanging there so low in my scrotum. Like she was checking a breeding farm animal, she reached out with her left hand and palmed my scrotum and hefted the testicles within. “My gosh, you’re built like a sire horse, Bobby.” She let go of my scrotum but continued holding my penis in her right hand as she asked Mom, “When did you say this happened?”
“About a week ago. He woke up that size. I didn’t think it was normal so I took him to see the doctor. She checked him over, did a check of his semen, had us measure semen output for a week, then checked him again. As far as I’ve been told, it’s unusual, very unusual but everything other than his size looks normal to her,” Mom related.
“Well I don’t recall ever seeing anything like this on a man before. A horse maybe but not a man,” Gram replied. “Reminds me of that horse we had when your aunts and I were girls. I mean the one we sold semen from.” As she continued to hold my penis I could feel myself beginning to engorge, getting a little heavier, thicker in her hand. Gram released my penis and instead of hanging back straight down with my testicles I arched out a bit, curving down along its length. “Bobby, you go put that thing away and let it calm down now,” she told me with a chuckle.
“I’m going to take our junk upstairs,” I told nobody in particular as I pulled up my pants and arranged myself. Picking up my bag and Vickie’s, I headed for the stairs followed by Vickie. After I dropped Vickie’s bag in her room, I went on into mine, unpacked, and put my stuff away.
Vickie came into my room saying, “Shhhhh, come out here.” I followed her out into the hall to the air return register in the floor. As kids we’d discovered that it was like a string and tin can telephone, piping conversations from the living room upstairs very clearly. We’d spent a lot of evenings listening in on the adult conversations after we were supposed to be in our rooms in the evening. “Listen,” she whispered.
I could hear Mom telling Gram, “I’m certain those kids are having ‘relations’.”
Gram told her, “Well, you know they are adults now. There’s not a whole lot you can do about it.”
Mom asked, “So I’m supposed to just ignore the fact that my two children are screwing each other? They’ve been at each other like rabbits ever since Bobby woke up with that damn penis and testicles. Heck, I can hardly keep my hands off of it. Did you know that I insisted on ‘helping’ him follow the doctor’s orders to ‘masturbate to orgasm’ and measure his output? No, of course you didn’t know but you do now.”
Gram said, “Well, you know, when I was young, there was a lot more of that going on than anyone ever admitted. When we were young, my sisters and I played ‘doctor’ with our brother. Hell, if he had been carrying a penis like that boy of yours I’d probably have screwed him myself. The bottom line is they have to live their own lives and we can’t do much about it. Hopefully neither of them will get hurt by it. Vickie is on birth control, right?”
“Yeah, she is, for several years now,” Mom replied.
“Then I think you’re best to let it go, Sarah. Maybe it’ll play itself out in the long run,” Gram’s tone made it clear that she thought the discussion was settled.
“I need to get going. I’ll say goodbye to the kids,” Mom stated. We heard her get up and walk toward the stairs so we quietly bolted into our respective rooms. When Mom came in I acted like I was just finished putting my clothes in the drawers.
“Goodbye, honey. I’ll see you in a couple of weeks,” Mom told me as she hugged me. Vicki and I walked with her out to her car and wished her goodbye.
Back inside Vickie asked Gram, “Is the badminton set still in the shed?”
“As far as I know,” Gram replied.
“We should get it out and set it up, Bobby,” Vickie told me.
“Sure, later,” I replied.
“Why later?” Vickie asked.
Gram said, “Just go ahead and do it now, if you want to.”
So Vickie and I went out to the shed, got the badminton stuff and set it up. While we were doing it, Gram came out and sat on the screened backporch, drinking iced tea. When we finished putting up the set, we went up on the porch with her and I discovered she was drinking one of her highballs, whiskey and a splash of water on the rocks. We took our seats in chair on the porch and sat there silently as Gram rocked and sipped her whiskey. Vickie broke the silence saying, “Gram, this back porch and back yard bring back a lot of memories. We played a lot out here. Slept a lot of summer nights on this porch to be cooler than in the house.”
“I know, girl. I remember it all very well. My memory hasn’t gone yet,” Gram replied.
“Remember how when we were young we used to play out here naked almost all day? No cares in the world,” Vickie said.
“Yes, I was just thinking about that. Now you’re all grown up, soon will have responsibilities, childhood’s gone,” Gram replied.
“Well, would you mind if we played badminton naked again for old time’s sake?” Vickie asked.
“It doesn’t matter a whit to me, girl,” Gram said matter of factly. “You’re still just my little grandkids as far as I’m concerned.”
“Thanks, Gram!” Vickie exclaimed as she jumped up and hugged her. Vickie looked at me and jerked her head toward the back door as she headed that way. I followed her into the pantry and then the kitchen.
“I was about to take my clothes off right there on the porch,” I told her.
“No, let’s do it upstairs then go back out. It gives us an excuse to be walking around the house naked,” Vickie told me.
“Oh, I see where you’re headed with this,” I replied. Up in our rooms we shed our clothes in a flash and met each other in the hallway to head back downstairs. Out through the porch to the backyard where we played a game of badminton just like in the old days except for my penis and testicles never flopped and swung around like they did now and Vickie definitely didn’t have those bouncing tits either. Just watching her running back and forth was made me engorge to the arching downward state, standing out away from my testicles. Finished with the game, I noticed that Gram ws no longer on the backporch.
We headed into the kitchen to get some water and Gram called us from the living room, “Come in here, kids, and see your great aunts.” With Vickie’s implementation of her plan, we had to go in just as naked as we were and in we went. As we walked in naked, Gram said, “As I warned you, they’ve been reliving their youth of playing naked in the backyard.”
“Hi, Aunt Liz, Hi, Aunt Lucille,” we both said, almost in unison. They each had a highball in their hand, and they looked like they were near the bottom of whatever round they were on.
Aunt Lucille said, “Come here, boy. Let me take a look at you. Martha said you’d grown quite a set of equipment.” I was a little surprised to here my great aunt refer to my penis and testicles as “equipment” but I went over to where she was sitting and stood facing her next to her overstuffed chair. Like Gram, she reached out with one hand to heft the equipment. Lifting my penis she peeked at my testicles and exclaimed, “For heaven’s sake, Bobby’s hung like that horse Daddy sold semen from.” Another big sip of her highball and she held it out to Vickie. “Can you get me a refill, Not too much water, now.” All the while she had a grip on my penis with one hand and after Vickie relieved her of he glass she reached out to cup my testicles and lift them gently. Letting them back down she said, “I guess he’s not quite as big as that horse, but damn near.” Still holding tight on my penis except now her hand had drifted down to the point that she was exerting a downward force with my penis basically holding her hand out in the air.
“You remember how we used to argue over who was going to coax the semen from that onery horse?” Aunt Lucille asked the room in general.
Vickie walked back into the room with the now full glass. “We’ve never heard this story,” she said.
“Well girl,” Aunt Lucille continued with only minimal prodding, “Liz, Martha, and I, once we learned how to do it, all wanted to play with that horse’s thing until we got him to fill the cup. Then we’d give it to Dad and he’d refrigerate it until whoever requested it came and got it. Some folks wanted several loads at once and we’d have to wait a bit and then do that horse a couple more times, adding each to the collected semen. It got so we were out there pleasuring that horse every afternoon after school whether we needed to or not. Becky and Julie even started doing it with us. We learned a lot about arousing the male anatomy, I tell you.” She still had a grip on me and between that and the story I was getting aroused but with the weight of Aunt Lucille’s arm holding it down, my penis was simply engorging and waiting for its chance to be free from the extra weight. Its chance came soon when she released her grip and it basically climbed quickly to a full erection, standing out and up a fair amount above horizontal. Out of curiosity, I had actually measured an erection to see how big it was and it turned out to be nearly twelve inches when fully aroused.
Aunt Liz laughed and said, “Lucille, I think you’ve aroused that male anatomy, just like that damn horse.” I saw a smile on all three of the sisters’ faces as Aunt Liz continued, “You might as well finish the job you started, Lucille but let me get another highball first.”
Vickie said, “I’ll get one for you, Aunt Liz,” as she took her glass and headed into the kitchen, the wiggle of her cute butt cheeks doing its best to arouse me further.
Lucille said to nobody in particular, “Well, let’s see if I remember my stuff,” as she began to stroke the length of my penis with a light grip. “Is that working, boy?” she asked me.
“Oh yeah, it’s working,” I said through gritted teeth.
Lucille yelled out toward the kitchen, “Vickie, bring back a paper cup when you come back with my highball.” She was stroking my penis faster now and reached out with her left hand and began fondling my testicles, lifting them, lightly massaging them with her fingertips, lowering them. I was really rising fast and I realized that being jacked off in front of an “audience” really turned me on. My knees were beginning to flex just slightly as Vickie came back with the highball for Aunt Liz and a paper cup she handed to Lucille after Lucille let go of my testicles. “I think he’s just about there, aren’t you boy? I can tell just as well as I could with that horse.”
“Oh yeah,” was all I could say before I stretched my legs, felt my testicles tighten, tried to keep breathing regularly, and then began to cum. Lucille was ready with the paper cup and held it with my penis aimed at it as I shot four large ropes of semen into it then three small spurts, followed by a dribble that Lucille skimmed into the cup using the rim.
Gram said, “You haven’t lost your touch, Lucille. You always could make that horse release faster than the rest of us.” I was starting to feel lightheaded but I couldn’t get away from Lucille because she hadn’t released her grip on my softening penis.
Lucille let go of me and looked in the Dixie Cup as she stood up saying, “You did okay, boy. A pretty good ejaculation. You didn’t figure an old woman like me would know a fancy word like that, did you?” She turned and walked toward the kitchen with the cup as I sat down on the floor, legs crossed, penis, testicles, and ass on the cool hardwood of the floor. I was wondering what the deal was with older women and having to jack it as soon as they layed eyes on my penis. Amazing.
Vickie said, “Let’s go back outside, Bobby,” and headed toward the kitchen. I climbed my way up off the floor and followed her out the back door. As soon as our feet hit the grass of the lawn, Vickie turned around and clinched me in a tight embrace, her tits squashed up against my chest, my penis arching down between her thighs. “Watching her jack you off made me hotter than a firecracker. Here I need you and you’re all used up,” she told me.
“I may still have something left in me that can help you out with your problem. Let’s go down to the creek,” I suggested.
“Okay. I’ll go get some towels,” she said over her shoulder as she headed back into the house. I went back up onto the porch to wait for her and sat down on the day bed that Gram kept out there. Vickie took longer than I expected.
When she returned, she was snickering to herself. “I went in quietly so they didn’t know I was there and I heard them all talking about how they’d like to bend themselves over the kitchen table and have you use that thing of yours on them. After I listened for a bit, I made enough noise for them to hear me coming. It was pretty funny, you’ve got a bunch of old lady relatives who want to jump your penis.”
“Yeah, well they’ll have their chance since we’ll be here for three or four weeks, I guess,” I replied as we began walking toward the back of the property. On the creek bank, in the shade of a large oak we spread our towels out and I laid down on mine. After laying her towel out, Vickie didn’t bother with it but instead laid down next to me on my towel and began to caress my penis lightly with her fingertips.
It responded by engorging slightly. As Vickie lifted herself up to squat over me she guided my partially erect penis into her pussy and eased herself down onto it. “Good thing about that dick of yours is that it doesn’t even have to be that hard to fill me up,” she said with a slight smile on her face. She began to ride her hips on me, front to back, slowly then gradually building up speed until she was bucking back and forth on me about as fast as she probably could. After being jacked off by the old ladies, I was real slow in becoming aroused this time and Vickie was able to ride me to several orgasms of her own, her tits swaying and bouncing in time with the rapid hammering of her hips back and forth. Expended, Vickie laid down full length on me saying, “You didn’t cum, you didn’t even get hard. You tired?”
“Yeah, I think so. But it was nice, felt good even if I didn’t cum,” I replied.

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