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Madison

Author’s Note: This, along with the other stories I will be posting are what-if scenarios with women that I could’ve had something with at some point, had I made different decisions.
Names have been changed to protect my own identity, and the identity of the young women portrayed here. This is a work of FICTION, and has not, and will never occur. Ever. As much as I would enjoy the opportunity, I know it is not my place to do so.
Enjoy 🙂
Xxx
It was a hot, scorching summer in the year of 2004. I was a fairly average high school graduate, with average friends, an average physique, and an average interest in the fairer sex.
I was fortunate, all things considered; had successful relationships, been in love, and thankfully was able to lose the V-card before graduation. Thankfully without the over-the-top shenanigans or erogenous use of pie.
As of late however, I had reconnected with an old family friend named Madison.
She lived with her mom, a single parent in a small apartment/townhouse complex not far from my own home. I knew her since she was a toddler, being babysat by my neighbors when we moved into the upper class neighborhood north of Chicago. She was just starting to mature into a beautiful young woman, one that had begun to catch my eye.
She had sparkling green-hazel eyes, medium length brunette hair; she was average height, a very slim yet athletic build. The budding development of firm A-cup sized breasts were just starting to form, I knew from seeing her as a young girl in the local pool that her areolas were small, with a neutral beige color and equally small nipples. I couldn’t help but feel a pinch of attraction to her physique, along with her tomboy persona. Both simply made her into a phenomenal young woman.
Now I was by no means a pedophile, I appreciated beauty, I knew that something’s just shouldn’t happen, and I rarely looked at young women like meat, even at the young age of 18. I knew in my heart that children shouldn’t be exposed to all the parts of an adult’s life, particularly sexual ones.
Madison seemed different, as I learned earlier that day.
I was out jogging with a friend of mine during the morning as part of my summer work-out routine, the one that I had been trained with while still in high school. I saw a biker coming down the path, I turned to my friend motioned him to take the grass on one side, while I took the other. As the rider came closer I felt vaguely off, almost like something was about to happen. As the biker got closer I saw Madison aboard, followed by her face lighting up as she started to wave.
I brought up my hand to wave back, but immediately saw something directly in her path. A coyote suddenly darted out in front of Madison, and stood frozen light a deer in headlights, completely unnoticed by Madison as she closed in.
In an instant I felt a blast of adrenaline surge through me as I sprinted, faster than I had ever done so before. Everything seemed to fade out of reality as my attention was focused on the two living beings ahead of me. At that moment Madison realized something was amiss and as she looked down she slammed into the eighty pound canine and was thrown clear off her bike.
Time seemed to slow down, much like in those Hollywood action movies as I closed on Madison’s now flying body.
20 feet
10 feet
5 feet
In the last second I threw myself airborne feet first and caught her in my arms. As my feet began to brush the ground I cradled her head in my arms and braced for impact. Said impact was far harder then I was expecting as I felt the wind get knocked out of me as both of us crashed into the ground and skidded briefly before stopping.
I shook my head to clear my disorientation to find Madison curled up in my arms, wimpering slightly. I ignored the now throbbing pain in my back and shoulders to run my fingers through her hair. She became silent instantly as she stirred, and looked up to find my smiling face mere inches from her own. Her face instantly reddened as I cupped her face with my right hand, “Are you okay Madison?”
“I-I-I-I t-t-think s-so Jeff,” she meekly replied. “Are you alright?”
I smiled, ignoring the pain, “Yeah, I’m doing just fine sweetheart.”
My friend’s footsteps loudly announced his arrival, “Are you okay man?! Those were some sick moves you pulled off back there!”
I smirked, “Put on a show didn’t I?”
“Dude, you nearly caused a traffic accident!”
I chuckled lightly, and turned to find Madison still on top of me, blushing furiously.
“I think it’s time to get up Madison.”
“Ah, yes!” She stumbled back onto her feet, still dizzy. I immediately got back up and steadied her with an arm around her shoulders.
I turned to my friend, “Head on home, I’ve got to get Madison back to her house.”
He nodded, “Take care man, I’ll text you later!”
As he walked away, Madison seemed to melt into my arms as she looked up at me, her eyes seemingly
glossed over.
Both of us walked for a few minutes in silence before Madison turned back to me, blushing madly, “I’m really glad you were there for me Jeff. I don’t know what I would’ve done if you hadn’t saved me.”
I looked down on the brunette, who was holding her arms slightly in front of her, poking her two index fingers together in a nervous fashion. I genuinely smiled, “I’m just glad you’re okay Madison.”
We continued in silence until we reached her townhouse, I was about to separate, but was shocked to find her arms wrapped around my waist.
“Madison, what’s wrong?”
The little girl’s eyes began to water, “I’m just really shaken up from earlier, you are alright, aren’t you Jeff?”
An in instant, I saw Madison not as a family friend, but as a woman. She was beautiful, and my cock began to instantly twitch in anticipation.
“Jeff?”
“What? Of course I’m fine Madison, couldn’t be better!” I mentally scolded myself for losing my focus and making an awkward situation even worse.
She giggled and very nearly sent my heart tumbling in my chest, “I’m glad to hear that Jeff, even if it took ten minutes to get that out of you. I’ll talk to you later, okay?”
I nod and smile, “Of course sweetheart. Bye!”
Xxx
As soon as I got home, I ran straight upstairs into my room, not stopping to talk to my parents for a second before closing my door, locking it, and stripping myself of all my clothing.
To say Madison had an effect on me was putting it quite mildly. As soon as my boxers came off my cock was at full mast, nearly seven inches long and three inches in diameter my tool was pulsating angrily, demanding attention. I went into my drawer where I keep my toys and pulled out my Fleshlight with a smirk, along with premium lube. I coated my still full sized cock and the fuck tunnel with the lube before ramming myself in to the hilt.
I grunt with exertion as a small spurt escaped my dick, likely waiting for the first chance to escape from me. I continued to stroke, attaching the Fleshlight with my purpose built missionary mount as I began to mechanically ram into the device. As my balls began to burn with an equal amount of fury and lust I began to lose control.
“God Madison,” I managed to gasp out as more and more spunk filled the base of my cock, “So tight!”
I could hear her in my thoughts, ‘Pump it all inside me Jeff! Fill me!’
At that moment I lost control and began to cum explosively, each stream not that different from a burst from a pressure washer. Each stream was nearly painful, it felt like my balls were being crushed as each impact filled more and more space within the Fleshlight.
My eyes exploded into stars as I fall over limp, my cock still spurting small streams as I briefly lost consciousness.
About two minutes later I pulled myself out and laid on top of the mount, gasping for air. After making sure I could still stand, I looked down and saw spunk easily pouring out of the Fleshlight’s pussy entrance, spoonfuls at a time. I carefully pulled the Fleshlight from the mount and quickly took it to the bathroom.
As I opened the bottom cap, a steady flow of spunk came from within, flowing into the toilet. At that final moment I realized that my previously nigh-unnoticeable balls were easily the size of baseballs now, along with cock with was nearly at full length, even though I was completely flaccid.
‘I’ll never be able to wear a condom again now, there ain’t a rubber in the world that could hold all this cum.’
Xxx
After cleaning up in the shower I sat down in my computer chair and pulled up my instant messenger, only to be surprised by a message from LoveKilla23
I can’t help but smirk, “Madison.”

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Daddy’s birthday present to son

Daddy’s sex toy gets special birthday gift…..
Here is another true experience that I had with my father when I was a kid. I have enjoyed the comments I have received in regards to the previous stories keep them coming.
It was my 14th birthday. My father had been using me as his sex toy for quite a while now. My father had made special arrangements to have me come to his place for the weekend. He had told my mom that we were going on a guys weekend trip and would be out of town all weekend. I was excited to be going on a trip with my father as we had never really gone anywhere before.
When my mom dropped me off my father told me to strip my clothing off. Which was normal when I arrived at his house each weekend he would have me strip naked.
I asked him where we were going for the weekend and he just said I would find out soon enough and that we were going to have a great time this weekend.
He had a bag already packed beside the door of the house so I placed my bag down beside his. He picked my bag up and said I wouldn’t need it and tossed it aside. He led me to the bedroom and ordered me to suck his cock.
Dropping to my knees in front of him he grabbed my head and started to fuck my face. Just as he was about to cum he pulled out of my mouth. I could already taste the pre cum in my mouth and on my lips. He had been using me for his pleasure for so long and I enjoyed being his slut. Knowing that he liked to hear me beg for him to cum in my mouth. I looked up at him and begged him to let me taste his cum. He asked me if I liked the taste of his cum.
Oh yes daddy I do love it please cum in my mouth. He pushed his cock past my lips and into the back of my mouth and and started to cum. The first blast hit the back of my throat and was immediately followed by another large blast filling my mouth up some of it dripping out the corners of my mouth. I Swallowed his cum as fast as possible.
I had only been at my dads place for 15 minutes now and was already naked and had already tasted my dads cum. I knew he was going to be using me a lot this weekend and was excited to leave for my guys weekend.
He told me to get up and turn around. He grabbed my wrist and put one leather cuff on. Grabbing The other wrist he put another cuff put the same types of cuffs on my ankles. but he didn’t cuff them together though.
Now for something new he put on a waist belt that had several heavy duty rings on it that he cuffed my hands to. This was very restrictive as I couldn’t pull my hands from my sides at all.
He lead me to the door of the garage. opening the door he walked me out to the passenger side of the truck and opened the door. When I looked into the truck he had somehow attached a dildo to the passenger seat. He ordered me to get in and sit down on it. It was large and flared out at the bottom. Being flared as it was I was not able to get it all the way in so I was just kind of propped up on the top of it.
he had 2 hooks on the floor boards that he attached my ankle cuffs to. Reaching behind me he grabbed the seat belt and strapped me into the seat still sitting on the large dildo. With my hands to my sides and my legs cuffed I could not move very far and definitely not enough to get the dildo out of me.
My cock was hard with excitement wondering where we were going. Precum was running down the sides of my hard cock. My dad lowered his head into my lap and sucked on it for a few seconds and looked at me and asked if I was ready for my birthday present.
I moaned that I was and asked where we were going. He said it was a surprise and grabbed a blind fold from behind the seat. He whispered in my ear that it was a guys weekend and that I was going to be used all weekend as a sex toy. I loved him for teaching me and just using me in what ever way he wanted. I would do anything he wanted I was his and he knew it.
Closing the door I could here him go back into the house him coming back in a few minutes. I was still propped on top of this large dildo. He started the truck and we started to back out of the drive way. When we got to the curb at the end of the driveway I bounced on top of the dildo and it shoved it in a little bit more. I moaned out loud and could hear my dad tell me to relax and let the dildo slid into my ass.
It was still to large and I had not stretched out enough yet. My legs were getting tired and I could not hold my self off the dildo for long so I focused on relaxing my muscles. Driving down the road hitting the bumps would push the dildo in further to my ass each time. Until he hit one large bump and it finally slipped all the way in. I was moaning with pleasure. Each time he would brake or hit the gas my body would move on the dildo like I was being fucked by a big machine.
We must have been driving for about an hour when we slowed down and I heard a garage door open. I thought that we were back at his house. My dad reach over and uncuffed my ankles and released the seatbelt from around me.
He didn’t take the blind fold off though he just took me off the dildo and lead me into the house. When we were in the house he pushed me to kneel down. He leaned me over and I could feel what I thought was a padded table in front of me. He clipped my waist belt to the table and cuffed my ankles to the legs. Leaning forward like I was he would be able to slid his cock into me whenever he wanted. He uncuffed my hands from the belt and tied them to the front of the table so that I was face down and spread eagle on this table.
He asked me if I was ready to be fucked. I was so ready for him to slip his cock into me and make me his sex toy. I was so horny from being fucked by the dildo in the truck that my body was vibrating. I said that I was ready.
He wanted me to say it louder which I did ” yes daddy please fuck me!” He asked me if I was ready for a guys weekend. I loved admitting to him that I was his for the taking. “Yes daddy I am your slut please fuck me” I said. He asked again if I was ready for more!
I was tied to table in the middle of what I thought was my dads house begging him to fuck me. I screamed out ” yes daddy i am ready for more”. he slapped my ass making me moan out loud.
He removed the blind fold and when my eyes adjusted I could finally see that in front of me were 5 men. Listening to me beg my father to fuck me. My father said that this was a guys weekend. What he ment was that these guys were going to use me as their sex toy all weekend.
I was scared and embarrassed. I was helpless in this position. They could do what ever they wanted and I was powerless to stop them. It was my 14th birthday and I was going to be used as a sex toy by all these men i was at there mercy. Laid out on a coffee table in front of me was an assortment of dildos, butt plugs, whips, paddles and other sex toy items that i didn’t even know what they were.
My dad said that these men are here to give you more much more. He looked at the men and said a few rules to go by.
1 – don’t let him cum. You can suck his cock or masterbate him but he doesn’t get to cum until I say so.
2 – don’t leave any marks that are going to last more then the weekend. this would be tough to explain to his mother.
Let the guys weekend start.
With that said the 5 men in front of me stood up and started to undress. I was not sure if i was shaking with fear or excitement. Seeing these men eyeing up my naked 14 year old naked body I had been used a lot over the years for my dads own personal pleasure and had only had one other man use me when my father pimped me as i explained in my previous story.
I was theirs to do what ever they wanted and was so excited and a little embarrassed that I was now going to be used by these strangers.
The first 2 men came over to me one grab some lube and rubbed it on his cock and the other picked up a paddle and approached my face. He put his cock up to my mouth and started to push it into my mouth. When I resisted he slapped my ass with the paddle making me scream. When I opened my mouth he pushed his cock in to the back of my mouth. He told me that I was to do what ever anyone asked or I would be spanked again. When I didn’t respond he spanked my ass leaving it red and hot. I moaned in pleasure and he started to fuck my face as fast as he could. I could taste the salty percum on his cock already. Just as he was going to cum he spanked my ass and continued until he was done cumming in my mouth. I had my first load of what i knew was going to be many that night shot in to my mouth. As soon as he was done cumming he moved back and his cock was immediately replaced by another man.
I felt a man come up behind me and in one long stroke shoved his cock into my ass. It pushed me further onto the cock that was in my mouth pushing it deeper into my throat. I could not move to stop them from going any deeper.
They timed the strokes so they Would push into my mouth and young ass at the same time driving their cocks deeper into me. I could feel the cock in my mouth pass into my throat gagging me a bit until i got used to it and then it would freely slid down my throat all the way to the base of his cock. he would hold it there sometimes to feel me squarm for air and then pull out. They picked up the pace until both of them moaned at about the same time and came in my young helpless body.
For the rest of that Friday night these men took turns fucking me, spanking me and making me beg for them to cum in my ass or mouth. My father sat in the corner and watched these men use me in any way they wanted. I could not count the number of times these men cam in my mouth or ass but I was loving it. My father had turned me into a 14 year old male slut. I could feel the dried cum all over my body.
Early Saturday morning everyone had went to bed and left me to sleep still tied to this table.
As each person would wake during the day Saturday they would come over to me and either have me give them a blow job or fuck me again.
One of the men was sitting on the couch watching a guy fuck me from behind while he was smoking a joint. He asked if I had ever smoked drugs before I hadn’t and said no. He got up and came over to me and told me how to take a puff off his joint. I started to cough the first time but he continued to give me more. I was getting pretty high. My body felt like it was super sensitive. I would focus on the nerves in my ass as the cock slipped into me it would send waves of pleasure through me I was moaning in pleasure. Begging this man to make me cum. Oh it felt amazing he shoved his cock in me and started to tell me what a dirty little slut I was. Until he exploded in my ass.
They continued spank me and fuck me. one guy even pissed in my mouth making me swallow it all. Finally Sunday morning I was released and taken home to my mothers where I slept with my stomach and ass still full of cum.
I know my father loves to use me as his sex toy but I love it just as much as him.

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Measuring my cum Pt. 11

We spent the rest of the afternoon in mom’s bedroom, fucking and sucking in various positions, including with mom on top, riding me, which was great, as I could watch her ample full boobs jiggle and bounce as she rode me. Fuck that was good! I must have cum at least another four times over the course of the afternoon.
One of my favourite times was when mom knelt on the floor on her elbows and knees, and let me pull her buttocks wide open so I could lick and finger fuck her asshole. I opened it up wide and also let a few gobs of my spit enter her butt-hole, to help ease my finger in. I think she enjoyed it from the way she moaned and groaned with pleasure. To be truthful, I was becoming increasing aroused by the sight of mom’s asshole and wanted to stick my prick in there. But although mom had mentioned this in her “dirty talk”, she’d never actually said I could, and I did not want to push things too far, too soon. But from the way she had reacted to my fingering it, I had hopes she would let me fuck her ass sometime soon.
During our sessions during Sunday afternoon, mom never collected my cum. She either swallowed it if she sucked me, or let me cum inside her, and then let me watch it drip out of her pussy, which added to my excitement.
In the evening whilst we were eating, mom reminded me that we had to see Dr Taylor again the next day.
“And remember,” she said, “We mustn’t tell the Doctor just how far I have gone in helping you to cum.”
I nodded in agreement. I knew it wasn’t something we could talk about in front of other people.
After our meal we both sat in the living room to watch some TV before going to bed.
I was wearing my ‘house-gown’ with my boxer shorts on underneath, whilst mom had ‘dressed’ since our earlier fuck-fest in her bedroom, but sill quite sexily — wearing the tight fitting soft-jersey type material grey shorts with a low cut bright red blouse without a bra, which showed ample cleavage, and her nipples protruding through the thin fabric. She looked pretty hot sitting there!
Since mom had been helping me cum all weekend, the ache in my balls had been much less. But with the working week starting for her tomorrow, being a Monday, I wondered how I would manage.
“Mom, I’m going to feel a little strange during the daytime this week, as you won’t be able to help me cum like you have this weekend,” I said.
“I know dear,” mom replied. “I’ve been thinking about that too. I have to go to work and you have to go to college. We’ll speak to Dr Taylor tomorrow and see what she says. How are your aches now?”
“Well, I’ve been feeling pretty good this weekend as I’ve been regularly cumming.”
“We’ll have one session tomorrow morning before I go to work and I’ll have to collect a sample like we were doing before. Today has just been an exception.” She smiled at me as she finished the sentence.
We idled the time away watching a movie and soon I was feeling sleepy. Mom looked over at me and said, “Time for bed I think young man. Do you need to cum again before sleeping?”
I felt I could, and my sleepiness started to disappear at the thought.
I nodded.
“As I haven’t collected your cum all day, I think one last time without won’t matter too,” said mom as she stood up. “What would you like to do?”
Seeing mom standing a few feet away from me with her tight figure hugging shorts which were pressing sexily into her crotch, I felt like touching her there and feeling up her ass.
“I’d like to play with that wonderful ass and pussy of yours again mom,” I said. “I just can’t get enough!”
Mom walked sexily over to me, swinging her hips, and stood in front of me as I still sat seated on the sofa chair.
“Go on then,” she said, smiling, “Do what you like.”
I placed the four fingers of my right hand on the area of her crotch and just ran them along her pussy mound several times, up and down. I could feel her pussy hairs and slit through the soft thin material of her shorts as I did so. Mom reacted with a slight moan of pleasure and pressed her pussy mound back against my fingers.
Then, satisfied for a moment with that, I said, “Turn around please mom.”
“That’s too polite,” replied mom teasingly. “You’ll have to ask me in a different way, if you want me to do that. Talk dirty.”
I looked up at mom and decided to oblige.
“Turn around and show me that juicy thick fuck of an ass, mom.”
“Mmmm….yes,” replied mom, “That’s better.” And with that mom turned 360 degrees on the spot and presented me with her curvy large butt, which was just about level with my face as I sat, if not a touch higher.
I rubbed my hands over each buttock, through the soft material of the shorts, groping and cupping the flesh there greedily. Then, I pulled the material that was covering each ass cheek inwards so that it caught in mom’s ass crack, making her butt look even sexier as it tightly hugged her ass with each buttock partly showing. I bent forward and kissed each cheek in turn and then ran my tongue over the skin, savouring the taste and sensation. Fuck! This was good, and my cock getting was hard!
Then, I grabbed mom’s shorts at the waist and just yanked them down, giving her a bit of a surprise.
“Fuck, yea mom,” I said, “Your juicy ass is so fucking hot, I could play with it all day and all night.”
Mom didn’t say anything, but just stepped out of her shorts, so now all she had on was her bright red blouse which went to just above her hips, leaving her glorious backside and legs fully exposed and naked.
Then she wriggled her ass as she stood on the spot, knowing how much it excited me to see the flesh on her butt cheeks wobble and jiggle.
By now my dick was fully hard and wanting some attention.
I stood up behind mom and rubbed my cock along her ass crack, again slightly surprising her and making her exclaim, “Ooh, that’s nice.”
I slapped my hard on against mom’s butt cheeks for a bit longer, and then said, “I’d like to follow you upstairs with you like this, so I can watch your cheeks move, and then maybe you can suck me off and swallow my cum.”
“Ok,” replied mom, still with her back to me, and rubbing her butt sexily back against my hard on.
Then she started walking slowly away from me toward the door, her hips swinging, so that her ass looked even hotter as she walked.
Mesmerised, I followed her. When mom, got to the stairs she started walking slowly up them, again swinging her hips as she did so. Man what a sight! I was half drooling as I watched her climb with her butt almost in my face as I followed closely behind. I could not help slapping her ass once or twice with my hand. “Fuck yea mom,” I said, “Fucking hot ass.”
Mom reached the top of the stairs and walked down the corridor and into my bedroom, and sat on the bed. My hard on had been swinging wildly as I’d followed her, and now I just presented it to her face as she sat down. Greedily she took it into her mouth and started sucking me.
“Oh fuck yea mom,” I said, responding to the way she was blowing me.
She grabbed the base of my dick with both hands and really went for it, taking all my shaft into her mouth almost to the hilt.
Then she started playing with my balls, with one hand. I let my right hand wander down of mom’s left boob for a moment and then I just grabbed her head as she carried on sucking me hard. Then she let my dick out of her mouth for a moment and ran her cheeks along the side of my shaft as if savouring it’s length along her face.
“Talk dirty to me while I bring you off,” she said. “You know how much I like it.”
And without further ado she took my dick head into her mouth again and started sucking on me.
Happy to oblige, I said “Yea suck that dick bitch. Suck it hard and let me see you swallow my cum. I know how much you like it now. You’re a cum swallowing slut aren’t you? You just love taking my cream inside your mouth and swallowing it, don’t you?”
I grabbed her head and started pushing my dick into her mouth in time with her sucking, so that I felt like I was face fucking her.
I could feel her breathing hard through her nose as she sucked on me and she seemed in total ecstasy. Finally, I felt the cum rise in my balls and grabbing moms head hard, I thrust hard and deep and spurted in her mouth with a loud groan.
“Ohhhhhhh…Ahhhhhhhhh…” I said out loud.
Mom had clamped onto my dick with her mouth firmly as I came, making sure that this time she would not spill a drop. And indeed she didn’t, as she seemed to be swallowing the lot!
After she’d milked me dry with her mouth and cleaned all the cum off my dick, she smiled up at me and said, “Mmmm…. that was lovely, I love the taste of your cum,” and she licked her lips, letting her tongue linger outside her lips momentarily to show me how much she enjoyed it, like she had been eating some delicacy. Fuck, she knew how to tease me!
“Now have a good sleep and I’ll collect another sample first thing in the morning before I go to work, but I’ll have to use the semen beaker again from tomorrow.”
I nodded, and smiled back at mom.
She stood up, her tits wobbling in her red blouse, kissed me on the cheek and said, “Goodnight, hon. Sleep tight.” And with that she strolled out of my bedroom. Again, I watched her naked ass swing sexily as she walked away. Fuck!
I curled up in bed, and in no time at all fell sound asleep.
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I looked at my watch. It was 3.30pm. I was about to leave my college campus and head for Dr Taylor’s Clinic, which was a short bus ride down town.
Mom had told me in that morning she would leave work a little early, and meet me there. That was after she had wanked me off into the semen beaker of course, before she left for work. It was a little disappointing not to have her suck me off properly and let me cum in her mouth, but we had to use the semen beaker again to get some measurements, as we’d given doing that a miss, completely, on Sunday.
As I sat on the bus going towards the clinic, I wondered what Dr Taylor would say, and if my blood test results would show up anything. I still had a slight ache in my balls everyday, but as I mentioned before, this would normally clear up after I’d cum several times.
I thought back to our first visit to see Dr Taylor. I suddenly remembered the way she had looked at my dick and licked her lips. Then I remembered mom doing the same thing several times before she had actually started to suck me off. An image of my dick in Dr Taylor’s mouth flashed through my mind quickly and I smiled. ‘Don’t be stupid,’ I said to myself! Doctors don’t do that with their patients!
Soon, I reached my stop and got off the bus. A few minutes later I was climbing the steps up to the Clinic front door. I saw a mid-thirties looking attractive blonde receptionist at the desk and introduced myself.
“Afternoon, ” I said. “I’m Jacob Addington. I have an appointment with Dr Taylor for 4.30pm.” The receptionist looked down at her diary, and as she did so I could not help but look down at her quite ample cleavage which was showing. She was wearing a white nurse type uniform which had quite a low cut top, and her boobs were pushed quite firmly up to create quite a sexy cleavage. She looked damn hot!
“Oh yes,” she smiled back at me. “Please take a seat. Your mother is already here.”
As I walked into the waiting area of the clinic, I saw mom had got there before me and was sitting in a chair reading a magazine. She looked up and smiled at me. There were no other people waiting, probably because we had the last appointment of the day, although I think the clinic had two or three other doctors too. I gave mom a kiss on the cheek and sat down next to her.
The receptionist was a about 10 feet away from where we sat at one end of the waiting area, near the front door. She smiled reassuringly over at us. I couldn’t remember seeing her the last time I was here. The image of her ample cleavage still lingered with me.
Then mom said in a low tone so no one else could hear, “Remember Jacob, you mustn’t say anything about how far we have gone in our cum collecting sessions. Let me do most of the talking.”
“Ok, mom” I replied, as quietly back to her.
After a couple of minutes the phone rang by the receptionist, and after answering it she said out loud, “You may go in now.”
Mom and I got up and went over to the consultation room door. Mom knocked, and I followed her in.
“Ah, Mrs Addington and Jacob, do come in said Dr Taylor smiling broadly, from behind her desk, standing up in a white doctor’s coat, welcoming us.
She shook both our hands and beckoned us to sit down on the chairs in front of her desk.
Dr Taylor was a mature lady, of around 50 years, stocky in build, chubby and buxom with it, and with greying hair. She wore glasses, but as I looked at her I noted again, like the first time we had met her, that she had quite a pretty face and wonderful deep blue eyes, which had almost a playful sparkle in them.
As we sat down, Dr Taylor first looked at my mom and then me, and still smiling and looking quite jovial said “Well how are you both, and how have you been getting on since I last saw you?”
Mom took the lead and said quite enthusiastically, but a little hesitatingly as if slightly embarrassed, “We’ve been doing fine Dr Taylor. I….er…have been helping Jacob in getting some measurements for you, as you suggested. I have them here.” Mom pulled out the records sheet, which she had shown me on Sunday morning, and handed it to the doctor.
“That’s excellent,” said Dr Taylor smiling. She took the paper from mom’s hand and put it on the desk in front of her without reading it. “I’ll look at this in a moment. I’m so glad you felt able to help Jacob, as it can be difficult to collect samples,” she added, as if to provide some reassurance.
Then Dr Taylor looked hard at me and said, “Tell me Jacob, how are your aches down below?”
I cleared my throat and said a little timidly, “I do still have them, but it does help a lot when I er….er …you know masturbate. I mean when I…er…you know, spurt my semen.”
“Good,” replied Dr Taylor still smiling at me. “I’m glad that you do get relief at least.”
“Now,” she continued, “I do have your blood test results here,” she said pointing to a blue folder, which was on the desk in front of her. “But first let me see your semen measuring record.”
Dr Taylor picked up the sheet of paper mom had given her and read it carefully.
“Yes, I see you have been producing quite a lot, but from the totals you’ve worked out at the bottom, I can see it is generally within a similar range every day.”
She paused for a moment looking at the numbers. “Yes, that’s all fine,” she added. “Thank you for keeping this record. I hope it has not been too difficult,” she added, looking first at mom then me.
For the first time I think I saw mom blush at that remark, and she replied quickly, “Er… no doctor…it….its been quite an experience as it’s something a mother is not often asked to do, if you know what I mean.”
“Yes, yes Mrs Addington. May, I call you Margaret.”
“Well, my friends call me Marge. That will do.”
“Marge it is then,” replied Dr Taylor. “Yes I do understand, and I’m sure Jacob has been grateful too.”
Mom looked slightly uneasy but just smiled back at the doctor.
Dr Taylor looked at me and said. “Aren’t you Jacob? You must be thankful your mom has been able to help you.”
“Yes, sure I am,” I said, in a tone more relaxed than I thought I would say it.
Mom then said, “Are you able to tell us what the problem is Doctor?”
“Yes, I can,” replied Dr Taylor. “I am pleased to say the blood tests have given us an answer to what is going on. So in that sense it is good news. However, the treatment I am going to suggest maybe a little more…,” she paused for a moment, “A little more unusual and perhaps difficult.”
I felt a tinge of concern and looked at mom, who I could see was also looking worried.
Dr Taylor saw our anxious expressions and said, “Oh, please, I did not mean to worry you like that. Once I’ve explained, you may not think it is too much of an issue to overcome.”
“Please tell me what’s wrong with Jacob?” asked mom.
Dr Taylor straightened up in her chair a little as if she was about to say something important.
“Mrs Addington….I mean Marge,” she said looking at mom, “The blood test show Jacob has a condition which although I would not describe as rare, is a little uncommon. I will not bore you with the name of the condition, and we did send the samples to another laboratory for confirmation. Luckily the condition is detectable through the blood tests. I will try to explain it as simply as I can.”
Dr Taylor looked at me then mom as she spoke. “As you may know, men and women both have bacteria present in their genital areas, which are kept at an optimum level though various means, including the body’s own immune system. In certain cases in men, the balance of this bacteria overwhelms their balancing mechanisms and can lead to aches in the scrotum area, which in effect has happened to you Jacob,” she said, looking directly at me and smiling reassuringly.
“But, the good news is that it is curable. Our medical history records show that virtually all young men who have had this condition have been completely cured. However, the recommended method is,….well,…..slightly unusual.”
“Well, it’s a relief to know you know what it is, and that Jacob can be cured.,” said mom. “But in what way is the cure unusual?” she added, almost taking the words out of my mouth.
Dr Taylor paused for moment.
Then looking at mom directly she said, “Because of the slightly unusual nature of the treatment, you may prefer that I speak to you directly and in private first, Marge, before telling Jacob.”
Mom listened and thought for a moment before replying.
“Er….well, no doctor. It’s all right. I know Jacob is mature enough to listen to what you will say, and I would like him to be present. He’s my son, and I know he will be ok with whatever you might say,” she replied, firmly.
I felt kind of pleased that mom had spoken up for me like that. But I guessed it was partly because of the sexual intimacy we had already shared.
“Alright,” said Dr Taylor, looking at mom and then me quite seriously.
“Occasionally, men much older than Jacob in their fifties and sixties can get this condition, but for them we normally prescribe tablets, which they then have to be take once a week for the rest of their lives. However, the best treatment for this condition, in a young man of Jacob’s age, is to naturally lower the imbalance of bacteria in the male genitals. The way to do this normally, is for a man is to have sexual intercourse frequently with a woman, as the different bacteria that are present in a woman genitalia, naturally help to restore the imbalance in the male, as they get passed on during intercourse.
Mom and I both listened in silence without saying anything. You could have heard a pin drop. And I felt a twitch in my dick as the doctor spoke the last sentence.
“Now for this to work,” continued Dr Taylor, “The intercourse must be without a condom, as obviously we require the male and female genital fluids to mix.”
Dr Taylor paused for a moment.
Then looking hard at me, she said, “Do you have a girlfriend at the moment Jacob?”
“Er…no,” I replied, rather embarrassingly.
“Well, here is where the slightly unusual recommendation for treatment I have for you comes in, in that case.”
Dr Taylor paused again.
“To be blunt Jacob, you need to have sex with a woman daily for the next 2-3 months, and then regularly thereafter, to restore your body’s balance and get rid of your aches. But if you do not have a girlfriend, then that is a problem.”
I sneaked a look at mom, who obviously was not going to say we had been doing it, and neither was I.
Then, I was shocked at the Doctor’s next lengthy statement.
She looked at mom and said, “Marge, I want you to know I am also a sex therapist and counsellor as well as a medical doctor. I see many different types of people who visit me in that capacity, and who tell me all kinds of sexual fantasies and fetishes. So nothing surprises me anymore. And of course the relationships between a sex counsellor and the client is completely confidential.”
“Er..yes…I understand that,” replied mom, slightly confused.
“So what I am try to say, is that one possible solution to the fact that Jacob has no girlfriend currently is ..,” Dr Taylor paused, “For you to perhaps go a little further in helping him with his treatment, if you know what I mean.”
I saw a streak of red run across mom’s neck and cheeks as she realised what the doctor had just suggested to her.
I think I must have blushed too.
Mom stayed silent. My dick twitched again.
Then trying to be more reassuring, Dr Taylor said, “As I mentioned, the relationship between a doctor and the patient is strictly confidential. I can only suggest what is best for the patient and it would go no further than between us, if it helps Jacob get over his little problem, or until he meets a fine young girl in the future hopefully.” Dr Taylor smiled as she finished the sentence.
Mom regained her composure a little and said, “Er…yes…I see what you mean doctor. I shall have to think about it.” She obviously didn’t feel comfortable enough to tell the doctor we had already fucked!
“However, I have an alternative option,” continued Dr Taylor. “Over the years during the course of my sexual counselling, I have seen a number of women, similar to your age Marge, who also have certain sexual issues and problems because their husbands’ can no longer perform sexually. I have handful of such women on my books now. All they require is to have sexual intercourse once or twice a week to help them overcome their problems. Dr Taylor paused.
Then continuing, she said, “I Also have a number of men a little older than Jacob — in their early twenties, who also come to see me with their sexual problems, for example, shyness in approaching women, or lack of experience in the sex act, and require just some initial guidance and prompt in the right direction. Now, being a ‘hands on’ type of sex counsellor, what I do, with the permission of all involved, is, I link up these young men to these older women, who have their husbands’ permission of course. And so the young men can resolve their sexual issues and gain some confidence, whist at the same time satisfying these mature ladies. It is a ‘win, win’ situation. The key is also that before I link up the young men to the mature, experienced women, I make sure both parties are completely free of any infection or STDs, so that they are able to enjoy themselves to the fullest extent, without worry. And I do follow up checks too. So what I am saying, Marge, is if you feel unable to help, I could link Jacob up to one or two of these ladies I know.”
As the doctor had been speaking, and what she had been saying sunk in, my dick had become semi hard. I couldn’t quite believe my ears. Dr Taylor could put me in touch with some older ladies of mom’s age for me to fuck to help cure my problem! Fuck!
I thought mom would blow up either in embarrassment or rage at the idea, but strangely enough when I looked over at her to see her reaction, see seemed quite calm. If anything, calmer than when the doctor had started talking.
“I see,” mom replied. “Well, Dr Taylor, I am so pleased to have chosen you as our doctor, as I can see your approach to treatment is very ‘hands on’ as you put it, and you have the best interests of the patient at heart, even if the treatments are slightly unusual. I’m also glad that you are so frank with us in your explaining the situation, and offering an alternative solution. I shall have to think this all over, as it is quite a lot to take in. But at least we know what’s wrong with poor Jacob,” mom paused, looking at me, “And how best we might be able to help him.” Mom smiled back at the doctor now, clearly much less tense and more relaxed in her chair.
Mom’s reaction surprised me and my dick was still snaking around in my pants at the thought of all these suggestions. I was trying to hide it by holding my hands over my crotch!
“Good,” replied Dr Taylor beaming back at mom. “I’m so glad we have an understanding.”
Then looking at me, Dr Taylor said, ” I hope you will feel comfortable with the suggested treatment Jacob and not feel shy. I’m sure you will appreciate it.” I thought I detected a glint in her eyes as she spoke to me.
I decide to play all innocent and I piped up, “Er…yes…. sure Dr Taylor, anything that helps me get over my problem.” Then, feeling a little braver and to add a touch of spice to the conversation, so that Dr Taylor might perhaps think I was more of a man than she knew, I added, “It has been quite nice and relieving at times when mom has been helping me, so I’m sure help in other ways from mom and from other ladies might be good too.”
I definitely saw a sparkle in the doctor’s eyes this time as I spoke, and my dick twitched again.
“Very good,” replied Dr Taylor. “Now, Marge, you have a think about what I’ve said and let me know how you might want to proceed. And remember this is all completely confidential between us only.”
“Thank you, Dr Taylor,” replied mom.
“Now, before you go today, I do need just one final test to perform which is to take a fresh sample of semen from Jacob. Once the treatment I’ve just suggested to you has been started I will also have to take fresh semen samples twice a week as we monitor progress through regular semen tests and blood tests. You no longer have to take daily cum measurements from Jacob now. Is that ok?”
I felt relieved we didn’t have to use the semen beaker at home again, but I think I must have not been listening properly to the first part of what the doctor had said as mom asked, “You mean you would like a sample now from Jacob?” and looking a little perturbed again.
“Yes. That shouldn’t be a problem should it? Do you feel you can provide me with one Jacob?”
“Er.. yes,” I said..” I guess so.” The truth was, aside from being semi hard already, hearing what the doctor had suggested, my balls were aching a bit, and cumming was just what I needed, as I’d only cum once that morning with mom helping me.
“Good,” replied Dr Taylor. “Excuse me one moment.”
Dr Taylor picked up the phone and said, “Cynthia, as Mrs Addiington and Jacob are the last patients for the day, and it’s almost 5pm, you can go home now. I won’t be needing your assistance further today.”
I realised Cynthia must have been the name of the hot looking receptionist. Dr Taylor listened to a reply and then said,. “That’s right, we’ll be fine. Have a nice evening – bye,” and put the phone down.
“Right, would you like to follow me to my inner consulting room?” Dr Taylor got up and beckoned us to follow.
I had not noticed another door in the doctor’s room on the first visit, but the doctor led us to the far side of the room where there was indeed another door. She opened it and we all went in. The doctor then closed the door and bolted it from the inside. “I like to make sure we have absolute privacy,” she said. “Welcome to my inner consulting room. This is where I see clients who have sexual issues or problems of various sorts, and I try to counsel them and help them resolve these issues.”
As I looked around the room I noticed it had a much more cosy and informal feel to it compared to the doctors main consulting room. This was more homely and even intimate. There were matching lampshades, a luxurious beige carpet with a large roomy leather sofa and a separate sofa chair. At one end of the room a very comfortable looking milky chocolate coloured leather bound couch/examination table was placed in the centre space so you could walk around it, where I guessed people could lie down. There was also a door to another room attached to this one!
As I entered the room, for some reason my hard on had gone down completely. Perhaps it was the thought of what I might have to do in front of the doctor, rather than in private with mom, which is what I was used to.
“Now, Marge, I’ve brought you in here too because I thought it would be better if you might like to help your son produce his semen sample, like you have been doing at home. I would like to watch and assist if you wouldn’t mind so I can make sure everything is in order from a physiological point of view. Is that ok with you both?”
“I guess so,” said mom, but I could see she was a little embarrassed.
I just nodded.
“Now Jacob, see that door — that goes to a bathroom. I’d like you to be nice and clean, so would you like to take off your pants and underwear in there, leave your t-shirt on, and give yourself a good wash of your privates, wrap yourself in a towel, and then come back out here.
I nodded again and walked over to the bathroom door.
Dr Taylor asked mom to sit down and offered her a soft drink. “Jacob before you go, would you like a drink too?”
“Just water is fine,” I said.
I went into the bathroom and closed the door behind me. Fuck! I couldn’t believe this was happening!
The bathroom was very nicely fitted with a bath and separate shower cubicle, and luxury tiles on the walls and floor. Next to the wash basin were a number of cream coloured towels of different sizes.
I took off my trousers and boxer shorts and gave my dick and balls a good wash using a small towel and soap. Then I rinsed myself off by wetting another small towel, and finally dried myself using a larger one. The large one was big enough to go around my waist, so I wrapped the towel around my hips and walked back into the room where Dr Taylor and mom were waiting.
“Excellent,” said Dr Taylor as she saw me come in. I took a sip of my water which she handed me in a glass. “Please lie down on the couch over there, and we’ll join you. Keep your towel over you for now.”
I did as instructed. My dick was completely soft now – my earlier arousal had completely gone!
I lay down on the couch, which was in the centre area of the end of the room so that people could walk around it, with my t-short still on, and the towel covering me from below. The couch was very comfortable and had a high back so as I lay there I could almost sit up. Mom and Dr Taylor came over.
Dr Taylor was holding a semen-measuring beaker like the one she had given us to take home.
“Just relax now Jacob. I’ll just ask your mom to take a sample like she does at home.”
Dr Taylor then lowered the head end of the couch a little so as I was lying, my back was about at 30 degrees, and I could relax my back and head.
“Right Marge, just do whatever you normally do to get the sample from Jacob at home. I assume you masturbate his penis into the beaker?”
“Er.. yes, that’s right,” said mom, not giving much away.
Mom stood on one side of me and Dr Taylor stood on the other as I lay on the couch.
Mom pulled the towel way from my crotch and legs to reveal my dick. I was now naked from the waist down. I could sense Dr Taylor looking at me dick intently.
Mom started to stroke my dick to try to get some life into it.
I was still limp. And I thought I should say something about that.
“Sorry, I think maybe because I’m in a strange place, I’m not worked up enough just yet,” I said truthfully.
“Marge, do you provide any stimulation for your son? For example, do you let him touch you?”
Mom hesitated for a moment. I could sense she was unsure just how much to let on. Then she said. “Well sometimes I do. I let him touch my bottom and sometimes my breasts too, as that can help him to cum quicker.”
“Well don’t let me stop you then. Just do what you normally do,” said Dr Taylor encouragingly.
Mom turned her ass towards me a little and I started to caress it through her skirt. My dick responded a little, but I was still not really getting properly hard.
“I think perhaps you need some more stimulation,” said Dr Taylor, after watching this for a few minutes, and seeing I was still not getting properly hard. “Tell me Marge, do you let Jacob see you partly undressed?”
I knew mom was fighting her feelings not to tell the doctor too much, but to my surprise at her openness she finally said “Well as you been so frank and open with us doctor, I will also be honest with you and say yes. Occasionally, I have let Jacob see my breasts and my bottom. But I would always wear some panties to cover my crotch area,” she added, lying. She obviously didn’t feel comfortable to reveal any more just yet!
“Well, may I suggest you remove your top and skirt in that case so Jacob can be properly stimulated? I think he does need more help, poor thing,” said Dr Taylor sympathetically.
Mom stopped wanking me and started to unbutton her white blouse. She then took it off, revealing a white full cup bra underneath. Then, she unzipped her skirt from the side and let it fall to the floor. She was wearing quite conservative white panties underneath which didn’t reveal much of the flesh of her ass. She picked up her skirt and placed it on the sofa with her blouse.
She was now wearing just her white panties and bra with black medium height heels. She came back over to me, and not looking at Dr Taylor, perhaps to avoid eye contact because of how she was now dressed in front of me, pulled her panties into her ass crack partly, so as to make her ass look more sexy, and then began stroking my dick again.
“That’s quite a nice touch, to make you look more stimulating,” said Dr Taylor pointing to what mom had done with her panties in pushing the fabric into her ass crack.
“Well, he does like bottoms a lot, so he tells me,” replied mom, to my surprise, revealing one of my likes.
“Well that’s quite natural,” said Dr Taylor smiling at me.
I started stroking mom’s ass again, which was now looking much more alluring, but Dr Taylor looking on at me from one side was not helping my erection still.
I think the doctor noticed my discomfort.
“I think we need to do something else here if we are to get you going young man,” she said. “I did say I was the type of sexual counsellor who believes in a hands on approach, so what I can do if you like is to stand nearer you Jacob, and you may also touch my bottom lightly through the material of my skirt, as you like bottoms so much. Are you ok with that Marge?”
“Er…yes sure,” replied mom.
Dr Taylor removed her white coat to reveal surprisingly low cut beige blouse and dark brown knee length skirt underneath. She came and stood next to me about level with my chest so my right hand could reach her ass. She was much rounder in shape than mom, and more of a bubble butt, I noticed, despite her chubbiness.
“Now don’t be shy young man, you can squeeze and feel my bottom as you like whilst your mom does her bit.”
I couldn’t quite believe this was happening. With my left hand I was feeling up mom’s ass cheeks as she stood in her underwear to my left and with my other hand I was stoking Dr Taylor’s ass through the material of her skirt as she stood to my right!
My dick started to become hard and responsive finally, although I still felt a little awkward.
Dr Taylor placed the semen beaker on the couch so mom could get hold of it in time.
Then to my surprise mom said. “Dr Taylor I hope you won’t mind, but I’m going remove my bra so Jacob can see my boobs. That normally does the trick at home.”
“Well, I am glad to hear you have such an informal arrangement,” replied Dr Taylor looking more pleased now.
Mom unclasped her bra and threw it on the sofa. Her glorious, full, melon like globes with large brown areole came into full view. Mom’s thick nipples looked exceedingly tempting and suckable.
“And I must say you have a very fine pair of boobs,” said Dr Taylor seeing them in their glory.
“Thank you.”
Before going back to working on my dick mom lent over my face so her boobs were in reach of my mouth. I don’t think she had planned to do this but just did it instinctively. Seeing this, Dr Taylor said, “And I see you let him suck you too. Excellent! That should really do the trick. Look!”
Dr Taylor pointed at my dick, which was now fully hard, as I had taken mom’s juicy tit into my mouth as she let her boobs fall over and stroke my face, and she saw it’s full length and hardness now for the first time. “Jacob, you do have a fine erection. I am going to call it a cock if you don’t mind, as I think it is easier to help you to cum if we use more common words.”
Dr Taylor keenly looked at my hard on, and licked her lips, and I could see she wanted to touch it. “Can I make a suggestion?” she said.
“Go on,” said mom.
“How about if you stand over Jacob like you are and let him play and suck on your fine boobs, and I collect the semen sample? It may make things easier,” said Dr Taylor.
“Sounds ok to me, ” said mom. “You ok with that Jacob?”
I nodded. It would be good to have another woman’s hands on my dick.
I was started to feel much more relaxed being in the doctor’s presence now, as she seemed to be enjoying what we were doing too. She moved over to my left where mom had been standing and mom came over to the right of me, still leaning over me slightly so I could suck and play with her boobs or ass with one hand.
Mr Taylor started to wank me. The feel of her hand on my dick was quite exquisite and her technique arousing. She was clearly an expert in this from the way she was stroking me!
My dick was now at full stretch, but I did not feel like cumming just yet.
“May I touch your bottom again Dr Taylor?” I said, feeling brave.
Without saying anything, Dr Taylor angled her ass back at me so I could reach it, and I started to grope at her fleshy ass cheeks through he material of her skirt.
“That’s right. Feel my ass young man and cum for me,” said Dr Taylor as she continued to wank me, whilst I felt up her butt.
At that moment I would have loved it if either mom or Dr Taylor had given my dick a quick suck. But I did not feel brave enough to go so far as to suggest that.
Mom then surprised me again by saying, “Let me use my boobs on his cock for a moment. That should do it finally.”
Mom moved down the couch a little so she was now opposite to Dr Taylor a who let go of my dick, and let mom wank me with her boobs as she held them tightly around my prick and moved up and down.
Dr Taylor looked on pleasingly. “I’m so glad to see you are so free with each other in this way,” she said.
Seeing mom do what she was doing to me in front of the doctor triggered something off inside my head, and I started to get extremely aroused now at the idea of mom sexually pleasuring me in front of someone. I’d gone from being very shy about it initially, to now getting really turned on by it, and I felt the cum rise in my balls.
“I’m gonna’ cum in a minute if you carry on like that,” I said out loud.
Mom continued wanking me between her fleshy tit mounds for another minute or so and then stopped and let Dr Taylor take over. The doctor grabbed the semen beaker in one hand and started pumping my dick hard up and down. She was just in time as after just few strokes I came, gushing into the semen beaker.
“Ahhhhh..AHH…OOOOOHHH,” I shouted out as I came, jerking my hips upwards several times as I did so.
Dr Taylor continued to expertly hold my cock and pump me until my cum waves subsided and she’d collected all my cum in the beaker. I pushed my head back against the couch and closed my eyes, enjoying the high of my orgasm as the doctor’s hand still held my dick, and mom stood topless, wearing just her panties, next to her. Fuck, that was so good!

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I’m sometimes amazed at what people will tell you about in chat rooms. The cloak of anonymity helps of course. You know I like to retell and embellish these stories in first person. I guess I just like to imagine it was me. 😉

Games with Authority – Ch 1

The party had been wild, you seventeen.
When it was busted you and three of your girlfriends ended up together, giggling drunk, sharing a cold cell. Finally they’d had to switch off the lights to shut you up.
You were rudely woken at dawn – cold, hungover and aching from the rough concrete floor – by the heavy cell door clanging open. The officer selected one of your two friends, sharing the relative comfort of the narrow bed head to toe, and took her away, locking the door behind him.
You were still groggy, sick in your stomach, when she was brought back threequarters of an hour later stark naked, tangle of skimpy party clothes clutched to her chest, sandals hanging from her fingers. Her cheeks were red and . She droped her clothes to the floor as the door slammed closed, covered her face and started to sob.
“My god! What did they do to you?” one of your friends asked, stupidly.
“What do you fucking think they did to me?” she yells “two dirty old fucking cops gave me ten strokes of the cane, that’s what they did to me – and you’re all getting the same, plus 20 hours community service”.
“But I’ll tell you what, the caning’s not the worste bit, the worst bit’s stripping in front of those smirking dirty old fuckers, being strapped down legs apart so they can get a good look between your legs and being made to walk back here through the station, in front of dozens of people, like this –
naked”. The tears have dried up with her sudden anger and she starts to dress, leaving her panties off.
As she finished dressing the door swung open again, and it was your turn. You were lead from the cell by two officers, one you guessed to be in his early thirties the other mid forties. They said nothing as they lead you to the superintendents cluttered office and handed him your rap sheet.
He gave it only a cursory glance, not bothering to acknowledge your presence, “same as the others?”, “yes Sir”, “OK” he signed the bottom of the form with a flourish and handed it back to the older officer – “the same for her; 10 strokes and 20 hours – take her downstairs”.
Before you could object you were led from his office, a firm grip on your forearm. They pushed you in front of them down the corridor, through the station. You could feel them looking you up and down appreciatively, finally the younger sniggered “you know what … I think I’m going to enjoy this one even more than her friend – don’t you just love these naughty little tenagers and their little strip shows?” to you know, “can’t wait to see your little tits and tight pussy girl”.
Your your cheeks flushed in embarrassed trepidation of the upcoming act of punishment and humiliation.
Finally they lead you down a clanking metal stairwell to the basement where a woman officer stood waiting in front of another heavy iron cell door.
Inside thie cell was even more depressing than the one you shared with your girlfriends, just a few square metres of windowless dirty whitewashed concrete, a single low watt bulb hanging, hot, on a length of cable, from the ceiling and a cheap steel legged formica table bolted to the floor square in the middle of the floor. Four pairs of handcuffs hung, two from corners of the tabletop and two around oposing legs, ready to restrain you.
The female officer locked the cell door and stood, barring the exit, arms crossed, indifferent and bored. She’d been witness dozens of times before and doesn’t care – she’s a token legal requirement when a female offender is to be naked with male officers.
Turning to face you, both grinning, the older of the officers pointed at your chest; “it’s time – strip”.
When you didn’t move he started again, more slowly “take off your clothes, your jewellery; absolutely everything and leave it on the floor. Offenders are to be completely naked when they receive punishment”.
With no choice, and not wanting to subject yourself to an assisted strip you started to undress. It didn’t take long, your thin party clothes little impedemant to imminent nudity, your sandals, tee-shirt, then shorts joined one another in an untidy pile on the floor between you and the police officers. Then, with your cheeks flushed hot, your skimpy black bra and panties topped the pile and you were naked.
“Jewellery” the younger officer reminds you – and your earrings, necklace and watch fell in turn on top of your bunched up panties.
They made short work of strapping you down. Bending you roughly to double up over the tables edge and clamping your wrists out in front of you at opposing corners of the table. Then crouched at your feet to enjoy your utter humiliation as they slowly pulled your legs wide and cuffed your ankles to the table legs.
“Cute pussy”. You didn’t know which of them whispered it to you as they stood again.
The ten strokes were applied quickly and mercilessly. You writhed in agony with each seering stroke and tried in vain to hold back the tears and screams. By the fourth stroke you were no longer able to and began to struggle ineffectually against your bonds, trying somehow to escape the next blow, howling your agony into the soundproofed room. Tears ran over your hot cheeks and fell to the tabletop in front of you.
It was over as quickly as it started, you don’t remember being released or having your bundle of clothes thrust into your hands. You do remember the humiliation of the long walk through the station back to the cell and your girlfriends, policemen those being interviewed looking up from their desks to smirk at the naked young woman as she’s lead between them.
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This time, in your mid thirties, you’ve been stopped at a checkpoint returning from a late night at the office. The tax disk on your steady boyfriends car is a month out of date – 40 strokes and 40 days in jail, a well publicised punishment and the end of your career amongst other things.
They’ve left you alone in the squad car whilst they try their luck picking up other offenders to make the trip back to the station worthwhile. You look down at yourself, dreassed in your best office clothes; a short sleeved ivory satin blouse, charcoal grey knee-length pencil skirt, slit up the back, dark pantyhose slicking your long legs and shiny patent heels. Underneath your boyfriends favourite underwear is hidden, skimpy and black.
You realise there’s not a lot you won’t do, or risk to avoid this punishment – quite aside from the remembered pain and humiliation of the beating, now four times as many strokes, there’s the fact that 40 days in jail will loose you your job, your apartment and quite possibly your boyfriend.
After a lonely hour the police officers return to the car with two more offenders, young men. They let one in each side of the car so that you’re sandwiched between them straddling the central column. They’re damp from standing in the insistent drizzle whilst the police took their particulars, neither looks happy or utters a word.
The two officers, a man and a woman, remove their regulation waterproofs and get into the front seats, the man on the drivers side. The car starts and pulls away from the curb slowly.
Five minutes into the journey you realise the officers are dawdling, taking a very long back street route to the station. There might be a chance; you lean forward to the perforated Perspex that separates passengers from drivers, clear your throat, “officers, is there some way we can make this problem go away?”
“Are you offering a bribe to an officer of the law?”. The response appears to preclude any leeway.
The car rolls on through the night. After a few more minutes of silence, still no nearer the station, the woman in the passenger seat turns, opens a small hatch into the rear of the squad car and dangles the keys to your handcuffs between thumb and forefinger; “take your clothes off”.
You have to twist awkwardly in the confined space to turn your back to her and take the proffered keys. You close your eyes head down, your hair hanging over your face, as you fumble to insert the key in the cuffs and turn it. One of the hoops slides open with a sequence of clicks, and you’re free. You rub the circulation back into your wrists after you hand the cuffs and key back through the little hatch, and it is closed.
Knowing they will quickly loose interest if you hesitate you draw forward on the seat and start to undress. You unbutton your satin blouse in the, knowing their eyes will be aclimatised to the gloom by now, and shuck if off your shoulders and down your arms, revealing your pert breasts cupped in your thin black bra. Glancing up you catch the drivers eyes in the rear view mirror and feel the hot expectant gaze of the other passengers. You drop your blouse into the lap of the boy on your right, you don’t want it to get ruined in the footwell.
You edge your buttocks further forward in the seat, until your pantyhose’d knees rest against the Perspex divider between passenger and driver cabins, your elbows underneath you pushed against the other passengers, arching your back to raise your bum from the seat, inadvertently pointing your breasts at the ceiling, you work your skirt around your waist to bring button and zip to the front. As you do you meet the quizzical gaze of one of the boys sitting next to you. He gives you a quick shy smile and nods, suggesting you continue.
You slide back to a sitting position to undo your skirt, put one hand on the seat behind you again to raise your bum so that you can use the other hand to shuck the skirt over your bottom and panties and down to your knees. Sliding back in the seat you bend double to undo the ankle straps of your patent black heals, discard them in the footwell and strip your skirt off, folding it quickly and dropping it on top of your blouse in your neighbors lap, catching his gaze as you do so, he winks.
As you edge the first of your pantyhose down your thigh two handed the squad car rolls through the derelict gates of a dark foboding disused factory on the industrial outskirts of town. Slowly, tires crunching on gravel, making it’s way deeper into the compound as you toss the first bunched up pantyhose into the footwell and start on the second. By the time you’ve removed the second the drivers found a dark secluded corner, an overhanging tree hiding you from the moonlight now that the rain has ceased and night sky cleared, pulled to a stop and killed the lights. The driver turns, with a grin, to join the others watching you strip, you meet his gaze and he smiles and nods for you to continue.
You arch your back forward and reach both hands to the small of your back and the fiddly clasp of your bra, biting your lip as you work it open. The female officer, without looking away from you, reaches to the ceiling, feels around until she finds what she wants and, just as you are pulling your bra off your tits and painfully erect nipples, presses a switch and the central of three small reading lights flicks on over your head, illuminating your sordid little strip show. You can no longer see the officers in the drivers compartment, reflections in the dividing Perspex hiding them from you, but you know they’re still watching intently.
You cup your breasts in your hands and role your nipples between finger and thumb, eyes closed, seeing the reading light red through your upturned eyelids. But the male officer is impatient for the show to go on; “no need to mess about – get your panties off” after a brief pause he adds “slut”, just to make you feel good about what you’re doing.
Knowing what’s required of their “slut” you slide down until your back is flat on the seat, your head bent forward umcomfortably, your bottom hanging out over the footwell and plant your bare feet on the cold Perspex divider, your knees wide and legs doubled back, your half translucent panties pulled taught. Your breasts hang flat against your chest, your still erect nipples pointing slightly outwards. Your neighbors lean in over you and you can see the silloutes of the officers peering at you illuminated from behind by moonlight through the windscreen.
You slip your panties over your buttocks, until the elastic taught around the top of your thighs, their translucent crotch taught between your legs a centimeter above your pussy, hiding it, then you pull the dark triangle of material up to your belly and hold it there for a few seconds, letting them take a good long look at the pink sensitive frills of your pussy and neat little triangle of carefully cropped pubic hair, spreading your knees wider until the muscles of your inner thighs stand rigid, splaying yourself for their viewing pleasure.
Quickly you put your knees together, slide your panties over them and, leaving them hanging from one ankle spread yourself again, stark naked.
The woman instructs you from the dark of the drivers cabin; “play with yourself, get your pussy wet, spread it for them”. You comply, putting two fingers in your mouth, taking them out glistening with saliva and running them down your cleavage, and belly until they’re stroking, caressing and moistening yourself. As you feel yourself release slick fluids you push your fingers deeper and then part them in a victory sign, spreading yourself, exposing your pink insides, tight vagina and your engorged clitoris dangling in the middle. With the other hand you play with your clitoris with increasing urgency, until you’re ready, and plunge two fingers to the hilt deep inside your silky wet hole to frig yourself roughly.
The little hatch flips open between your legs, the blunt black end of the female officers night stick is offered to you; “get it inside you” she instructs, voice hoarse. Retracting your fingers, soden with lubricating fluids you grasp the end of the shaft with one hand, spreading yourself even wider with the other, and slowly run its hard blunt end up and down between your lips to lubricate it. It’s thick and unforgiving, too wide for you to get in easily, it takes both hands to spread yourself wide enough to get the tip through the tight ring of vaginal muscle, you arch backwards and a loud moan escapes you involuntarily as the baton is roughly twisted and thrust up you from the other side of the hatch. She forces three inches of it inside you before beginning to languorously fuck you with it, twisting it slowly in and out. The men are enjoying watching you squirm, abandoned in this rough perversion, your hot breath has steamed up the side windows and the beads of sweat pool on your flushed chest and a trickle down between your breasts.
Finally she withdraws the baton, the hatch closes and you collapse back into the seat panting for breath, mopping the sweat from your brow, allowed to relax for a few seconds.
“Now, I’ve waited long enough”, it’s the female officer. “Get these boys out of their pants, I want to see their cocks – you can leave them cuffed”.
Complying, you turn to the boy on your left, look him in the eye, grin and wink, and brush your folded blouse and skirt from his lap. Daintily you pluck his belt, button and fly apart, fold his jeans open, to where his erect penis is pushing against his boxer shorts trying to escape. Briefly you push the thin cotton apart revealing his head to you alone as your body is twisted in front of him hiding him from the wpc. Then you put your arms around his waste, grip his jeans at the back, and with him raising his buttocks slightly, yank his trousers and briefs roughly down to his thighs, watching amused as his cock springs to rigid attention, freed from the constraining material. A few more shoves and you manage to get his trousers and pants around his ankles.
Sitting back, you hook his nearest knee over your leg, put your lips to his ear and whisper, loudly enough for everyone to hear, “spread, bitch!”.
He obliges, sliding forward on the now sweat slippery seat, jacking his knees further apart, his engorged helmet bouncing against his taught belly. You cup one hand gently around his balls, thumb and forefinger wrapped around the base of his shaft, you jerk him gently, pointing him at where you know the woman to be sitting unseen – “what do you want me to make this bitch do?” you ask. “play rough with him”, comes the answer.
He’s helpless, hands still cuffed behind his back, as you pull, squeeze, roll, slap, lick and nip playfully at his cock and balls, making sure the womans view is unobstructed, you ask him repeatedly, with a playful grin, “do you like it bitch? you want it harder bitch?” when his cock is slick with sweat you bend over it an take it into your mouth, lapping up the salty savoriness of it, pushing it down deep, unable to breath, until you can take no more in and pull back, gagging.
You turn to the other boy, “ready to show her your cock?” you ask and, without waiting for an answer, yank his trouser open and down around his knees. You get on all fours across the back seat, your legs in the other guys lap, your buttocks in his face as you take the next guy straight into your mouth, bobbing up and down over his cock enthusiastically whilst trying to get into a position where the other man can use his tongue on you, eventually wrapping one leg around the back of his neck and forcing your wet pussy into his face, not caring about his tongue, mastabating yourself on his face, nose and chin.
When you stop and turn and kiss him hard you can taste your sweet secretions all over him. You sit back between them, relaxing a second, a hand on each ramrod cock, teasing slowly as you draw breath.
“Play time’s over – time for you to fuck”, it’s the man, the command in his voice clear.
You swing your legs over one of the boys at random, helping him to shuffle into the middle of the seat, reach between your legs to spread yourself, the other hand on his chest, then lower yourself onto him, you’re so wet he slips in easily. You start to fuck, gyrating yor hips slowly, letting them watch as you slide onto and off him, rubbing your tits in circles on his chest, licking his face.
After a minute the gruff mans voice comes from behind the Perspex shield; “You” he’s talking to the unoccupied boy, “get your hands to the hatch so I can uncuff you”. In order to let him to the hatch you have to slide the boy you’re fucking down flat onto the seat and let him slide into the footwell awkwardly bending over the pair of you. You hear the cuffs slide undone.
“Now, get on top of her”
You stop undulating on the boy beneath you and wait as the next one climbs on top, slips one arm around your neck so that he can hold you down, grips his cock in the other hand and lays it carefully along the sweaty crease of your buttocks. Quickly he raises himself to make room and runs the head of his rock hard member between your buttocks until you can feel it pushing against your puckered arsehole. You try to relax. He pushes harder into you, at the same time pushing you down by the neck, risking the other boy sliding out, you gasp and arch backwards until your sweaty cheek is resting against his as he penetrates your tight sphincter and slowly twists himself into you inch by inch. Once he’s in up to his hilt you both relax a second, you feeling impaled, the two fat cocks stuffing you, only an inch apart inside you.
You are helpless to contribute as they both start to thrust and withdraw, squirming above and below, sandwiching you between them, you close your eyes, bite your lip and moan without control as they simultaneously fuck and sodomise you, sometimes in rhythm, sometimes juxtoposition.
You take it for as long as you can, finally in drooling delirium climb up the boy beneath you to escape and evacuate them, gasping for breath in the sweaty humid confines of the passenger cabin.
You take control again, shove the boys to either side of the cabin and get up onto the seat on elbows and knees, give them your mouth and pussy, let one fuck you whilst you service the other with your mouth, hard and urgently.
You turn around to share your favours fairly.
Finally you feel both of them reaching the point of no return, pull off them and slide into the footwell, head back mouth open, breasts ready for the photo finish you know the watchers want. Grasping both boys around balls and hilt you draw them in over you, let them masturbate themselves urgently, occasionally drawing one or the other of them to you and sucking his head quick and hard.
They cum almost simultaneously, twin hot jets squirting onto your cheeks, lips and into your open mouth, running down your face into your hair and down your neck and cleavage. They squeeze more out onto your tits and then shake the last drops so that they fall randomly all over you. You swallow the viscus salty cum that they ejaculayed into your throat and then take each rapidly deflating member into your mouth and suck it clean before falling back into the seat to clean yourself as best you can – licking around your mouth, rubbing the cum out of your eyelashes on the back of your hands and scraping as much of it as you can from your cheeks.
The boy on your left has already pulled his pants back on, the woman officer dangles the key for the others cuffs through the hatch so that you can free him and he can dress. You lie back naked as they do, strangely pleased with yourself, you never thought you had it in yourself to be that wantonly abandoned and it had been an extremely exciting and satisfying experience, you long ago lost count of how many times you’d orgasmed. You reach into the footwell and slip your blouse over your shoulders, leaving it undone and soaking up some of the rapidly cooling drops of cum, you collect your bra, panties, hose and skirt in your lap and wait.
“You two boys can fuck off now and walk back to your car, we have some unfinished business to see to with the chick”, the door locks click open And they get out without complaining about the two kilometre walk through the unlit streets back to their car. As they walk away you hear one of them say to the other “well that was an unexpected turn of events …” then they are gone into the night.
If you thought that was to be the end of things you’d have put your clothes back on, but you hadn’t. The woman turns to you; “we were only bringing those boys in for a record check anyway, they’d forgotten their ID’s”.
They both get out of the car, her for a cigarette, him to slide into the backseat next to you. She sits on the fender facing away smoking languorously, not wanting to see what her partner does with you.

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The Truth About Nikki – pt11

The Truth About Nikki – pt11 – New Things
Except for talking with Anna almost every day and having a few horny conversations with Kevin, my phone had remained silent for slightly over two weeks before I again received a call for a date. It was Chuck, one of the guys from Stu’s party. He asked if we could get together some night that week but that he was busy with team business over the weekend. I told him that we could get together the following evening if he was kewl with that and he jumped on it, I asked him when and where and he said that he would have to call me back in a bit and hung up. I smiled as we hung up, he was obviously new to arranging these things because he had allowed me to set the date instead of just telling me to be here or there at this time, period.
After Kevin’s visit I had thought about crossing my legs again and returning to celibacy but had finally compromised with myself and decided instead to pace my evenings out to my original plan of once, maybe twice a month, no more. Another part of this decision was to get rid of Henry, there was just some underlying thing about him that seemed a bit weird to me, so I called him and cancelled our entire schedule.
I was about ready to head off to bed when Chuck finally called back with the name of a motel, room number, and time to be there. I asked him if he understood the rate, he said he was cool with it and would see me the next night, with that we hung up and I trotted off to bed.
The air was cool and damp as I walked across the parking lot to a side door of the motel, grasping the handle only to find it locked. Beside the door was a card reader, which required a room card for entry. Just as I was about to head for the main office door a guy came around the corner lighting a cigarette and opened the door. I slipped past him and up the stairs heading for room 226. Chuck must have had his hand on the handle because I had barely pulled my knuckles off the door when it swung wide open and he invited me in. Chuck had a cooler on the counter with sodas, booze, and wine coolers in it, he asked if I wanted something and I asked for a wine cooler. I instantly remembered that it had been wine coolers that had gotten me tipsy the night that I had lost my cherry to Ray. It made me smile and Chuck thought it was for him. I put my overnight bag beside the cooler and slipped from my jacket, revealing my sheer blouse and cold hard nipples to Chuck’s gaze. I took a sip of my wine, kissed him on the cheek, and said “Hi” in my best little slut voice. Looking around I could see that he had spent some time prepping the room, the bed was turned down, most of the light shades had been cocked to one side to dim the light and he had the motel TV tuned to a music channel playing rap. Other than that it was pretty obvious that he had no idea of how to get things started. I don’t know why but his inexperience with women like me pleased me in some way, so I started things off my way. I put down the wine, stepped towards him and cupped his manhood through his jeans while I leaned in and went to kiss him on his cheek but he turned his head and met my lips in a full on kiss. His cock was already straining against his zipper and I made him moan into my mouth as I gave it a big squeeze during our kiss. His hands were now moving all over my body, groping my different parts as I released his cock from his pants and stroked his exposed member with my hand. I told him to sit and he settled on the edge of the bed allowing me to slide his jeans and tighty whiteys off. Then I knelt before him and pulled his top over his head and dropped it to the floor. Grasping his drooling cock again I leaned forward and sucked on one of his nipples, hearing him moan while his hands fondled my breasts through the thin material of my blouse. I looked into his eyes and slowly stood up, asking him to remove my clothes. His hands trembled slightly as he unbuttoned my blouse and opened it, revealing my hard puckered nipples to his gaze. Without a word he fondled my breasts and plucked my nipples several times before his hands headed south toward my skirt. As his hands slid down my belly I turned slightly to give him better access to the button and zipper on the side of my skirt. As he pulled my skirt down, I turned back towards him so he could clearly see the message on the crotch of my white G-string. There looking him right in the face was my damp pussy covered in thin white satin with the message “I love BBC”. Instead of instantly peeling my panties off he cupped my ass cheeks, leaned in and kissed my pussy. With his face still pressed against me, I hooked my thumbs in my panties and slipped them down revealing my bare, shaven pussy to him. This novice again surprised me by first kissing my twat, then licking my slit with his tongue. His hands gently slid my panties all the way down my legs and I stepped from them. I rested my hand on his head gently petting his hair as he went back to alternately kissing then licking my pussy lips making me shudder with excitement and flood my pussy. Chuck finally pulled his face from my crotch and asked me to get on the bed. With my pussy twitching like crazy, I almost jumped onto the mattress where chuck pulled at my hips until I was on top of him in a 69 position, looking directly at his drooling 8 inches of hard black cock. Instinctively my mouth opened and I lowered my mouth over his exquisite cock head and had my first taste of his salty pre-cum. As my lips tightened around his cock and my tongue swirled around his nice fat cock head, his hands pulled my hips down to his face and he drove his tongue deeply into my pussy hole. The deep flicking action of his tongue within me made me moan around his throbbing cock and squirm my pussy into his face even harder. It is a wonderful thing to have a man lick and suckle a woman in that place and a rare privilege for a woman of my social stature. This was the second time in only a month or so that a man had given me this treatment and I now fully understood why men enjoyed BJ’s so much. No matter how much I tried to concentrate on Chucks cock in my mouth his licking, sucking, and nibbling on my clit and pussy lips was driving me to the point of orgasmic overload, and soon. As I felt the first quivers of my orgasm raceing up my spine I ground my pussy into his face and surrendered to its pleasure. Chuck continued to lap at my flooded pussy until I was finally forced to pull my hips from his lips or go crazy on them. As I moved to the side to keep chuck’s expert tongue away from my pussy, he pushed me off of his cock, climbed in behind me and shoved his cock into my sopping wet pussy with a satisfied sigh. It felt so wonderful to feel his stiff cock stretch my pussy, his balls rhythmically slapping against me, and his firm hands pulling me fully onto him with each stroke that I soon felt another climax building within me. As Chuck fucked my aching pussy, he told me that he loved the way my cunt sucked his fucking cock, there wasn’t anything better than fucking sweet white meat like me, and that the only sloppy seconds he was going to fuck tonight was his own. He was in charge now, slowly fucking my pussy, taking his time, and I was loving it. My belly was churning like a mixer and I told him to fuck my pussy good and make me cum. He replied that he was going to tear my nasty ass up and pulled me back hard on his cock. And began pumping his fine cock into me just hard enough to make a nice wet smack with each stroke. I felt the orgasm rushing up my spine, as he felt the first shudders ripple down my back he slammed his cock into me hard and fast, making my hole go crazy. I bucked beneath him as he knelt behind me saying, “take it bitch, take it” over and over until my climax subsided. He slowed his pace and rubbed my ass as he asked me “you like that slut? you like the fucking cock, don’t you?”. After the great orgasm he had just given me, all I could say was “Oh yea baby, I love that fucking cock”. Chuck’s sweet steady fucking brought me right to the edge of another orgasm and he sensed that I was very close, he began to smack his tool hard into me every once in a while, sending ripples of pleasure through me. Finally he began fucking my sopping wet hole harder and faster with every thrust, while asking me “you want it bitch? you want that fucking nut in ya?, I whimpered back to him that I needed to feel his hot fucking cum fill my pussy. His grip tightened on my hips and he thrust himself into my very center with all the force he could muster, and then exploded. Cum gushed into my waiting pussy while Chuck moaned “take that fucking cum baby, take it”. As he pulled his softened cock from my soaked pussy and flopped onto his back beside me, he muttered “fuck bitch, you got a nice cunt”. I moved to him and suckled a moment on his nipple before his hand pressed against the back of my head and he told me to suck his fucking cock, not his tits. With his hand guiding my head I engulfed his sperm coated cock, pressing my nose into his gooey ball sack. His grip tightened a bit and he arched his groin up into my face while he told me what a fine cocksucker I was. As I began to work my tongue around his semi-hard cock he said that most white bitches didn’t suck dick for shit and that I must have sucked a ton of black meat to be so fucking good. For some reason it made me feel good in a way to have him compliment me on my abilities, but it struck me a stupid comment to tell a hoe that she was a good fuck. Chuck’s cock rose to full attention again and he told me to mount him reverse cowboy.
As I repositioned he slid up and leaned against the headboard then guided my pussy onto his cock until I was fully seated. His hands on my ass he I began to rock back and forth on his cock enjoying the wonderful sensation of his rigid tool fucking me at such a different angle. I felt his fingers rubbing my cum splattered pussy then move to my bung hole and begin working in circles around it, coating my puckered hole with his slick seed. I continued to milk his cock, enjoying the wonderful sensations of his hard cock grinding into me then he slipped one finger then two into my ass hole and began to work it around inside me. I must have moaned when his fingers entered me, and he said that my ass was fucking tight. He went on to say that he hated fucking another guys cum, like he had the last time. I told him that I was enjoying tonight too just as he pushed me off of his cock and rubbed it against my bung. As he held his cock, I slowly pushed back, feeling his fat cock force his way into my ass, sending a shudder up my spine and drawing a deep moan from Chuck. His hands grabbed my hips and began pulling me further down his cock and he began telling me how fucking hot it was, seeing my asshole stretched tight around his fucking cock His cock made me whimper and wiggle as he fucked more of his cock up my ass at this strange angle and he said it was incredible when my asshole clamped on his meat. Finally his balls pulled tight against my pussy making us both moan with the pleasure we were experiencing. Now that he was balls deep in my ass, he began to push me off then back onto his cock, fucking me harder and faster with each and every flex of his strong hands on my hips. Getting fucked like this made me grunt a bit with each full thrust up my ass and I felt a wonderful orgasm quickly building in my belly. Chuck was behind me moaning “yea, take that dick, fuck that tight ass, Take it bitch” and other things while fucking me harder and harder onto him. My orgasm washed over me and as I shuddered on Chuck’s cock, he grunted loudly and began filling my quivering hole with his hot sperm. Chuck was bucking against me and telling me to “take that nut, take it fuckin deep” until his hips finally settled to the sheets and I sat down on his cock still buried deeply in my creamy ass hole. Chuck was rubbing my back and saying how fucking good it was and how it was worth the price just to fuck my ass.
I slipped from Chuck’s cock, went straight to the bathroom, got a hand towel, a warm washcloth, returned to Chuck and cleaned him thoroughly. As I handled him he rested against the headboard with that silly ass smile that men get after they have cum and just watched me wordlessly. I threw the soiled towels on the floor and chuck asked for his drink on my way back, which I handed him before picking up my wine cooler and sitting on the edge of the bed. Initially I thought that this was just a rest break, but after we had chatted about different things for maybe 15 minutes Chuck said that he needed to shower and get his ass home. I stood to go with him but he waved me back down as he closed the bathroom door. After Chuck had dressed and left, I checked the envelope he had passed to me on his way out and found that he too had either tipped me well or paid for the entire night, in either case, I was very pleased. I then showered, dressed, went home, retrieved my son before ten PM and went to bed.
One day, several weeks later Kevin called for one of our weekly chats, he gave me a guys phone number and told me to tell him that Kevin referred me and then gave me a code word. He then went on to tell me that it was a swinger club that met a couple times a month and was for women who wanted black men. He explained that he had never attended, but that several of his clients were deeply involved in it. Kevin also explained that they filmed their parties, just so I wouldn’t be surprised.
Another week or so went by before I dialed the number and heard Tom’s deep voice for the first time. I told him what Kevin had told me to say, and Tom’s manner seemed to change a bit, became more friendly and outgoing. We chatted for maybe 5 minutes where I basically answered a bevy of questions from Tom before he finally gave me the next party date, location, and another code word to give at the door. It all sounded so James Bond to me that it took me the entire next week for me to decide whether I even wanted to give it a try.
It was a Friday night in late May of 2002 when I drove into the parking lot of the expensive hotel north of the main part of the city and locked the van. I asked for the proper guest at the desk and was sent to a suite on the third floor. When the door opened I was looking at a six foot black man of about 35 or so, he asked how he could help me and I gave him the code word that Tom had given me and the copy of the lab report that I had been told to have. He steeped back allowing me to pass into the suite and closed the door. Turning, he took another close look at me and said that he was Tom and asked if I was Nikki. After saying yes he said that I looked beautiful tonight and guided me into the main parlor of the suite. There were probably 20 people already there mixing and drinking, some soft soul music played from somewhere, but the thing that caught my eye most was the amount of camera equipment and lights that were scattered around. I queried Tom about the cameras and he said that they recorded only for club use and fuzzed out faces and tattoos. He offered me a drink and then walked me around introducing me to the other guests. The ladies varied in age from about my age to over 40 something and the same with body styles, everything from slim and petite to the fairly plump. Most had wedding rings on but Tom had only introduced two ladies as being married to men that were there. The men also varied in age from their 20’s to 40’s but most were in fine shape with the exception of a few that were a bit fat. I counted a total of 13 men and 8 of us ladies and asked if this was the whole group. Tom explained that they had about 50 total members but rarely did more than this show up at any one get together. He wandered off and I began mingling with some of the ladies and found that they were all happy to explain the way this swinging thing worked. The more they explained, the more I liked the whole system. These were people who came here to have hot nasty sex and a good time. The best part to me was being able to say no to one guy and yes to another if you wanted, this was an option that had never been open to me before and that one rule convinced me to give this a try. Then the gals began breaking down the guys, giving me a full description of each mans assets and sexual preferences. I also learned why there were so many married ladies. Most were cheating on their husbands who thought that they were somewhere else tonight but a few had white husbands who knew where they were and why, but were ok with it. I had heard of cuckolds before but this was my first time around anyone who lived this way so I asked this gal to explain it to me. She was very open in her description of her marriage, they loved each other but he had never (in her words) satisfied her sexually so with their marriage in danger he had told her to get some on the side. She went on and explained that she made him bring her to this group several years earlier and offer her to the men, that in doing this it became their decision, not just hers. He was out of town but she said that he normally would be here tending to her needs and watching. It all seemed strange to me but who was I to talk.
Soon the lights dimmed somewhat and couples began dancing to the music. I was standing to the side when a tall black man of about 40 came over, introduced himself as Bill and asked me to dance. As we moved together to the slow music, I could occasionally feel this mans cock brush against my thigh and without having to even look I could tell that he was sporting a nice fat cock that was already semi-hard. Couples around us began making out and disrobing each other before moving toward comforters that were scattered around the large suite. Bill leaned in close and said that he knew that this was my first time here, so I shouldn’t feel like I had to join in if I didn’t want to. But as we danced there together, his cock touching me and seeing the couples here and there, fucking and sucking each other, I knew that I wanted to join in. I slid my hand from Bill’s back and slipped it between us, rubbing his hardness through his trousers before telling him that I was ready to give it a go if he was. He took my hand and walked us toward an unoccupied blanket on the floor while telling me that he had been ready ever since I had walked into the room.
I was expecting him to quickly pull my dress from me and ravage me but he began by gently kissing me as he slowly unbuttoned and unzipped my dress. As he slipped it over my shoulders his mouth moved down to my breasts, sending shivers down my spine. I noticed that there was at least one man filming us as we made out, Bill must have followed my gaze because he whispered in my ear to ignore him and just focus on the pleasure. Bill released my dress and it slipped to the floor leaving me in only panties and bra. The bra was next as bill expertly popped the center clasp one handed while he kissed my neck He knelt before me, kissing my body all the way down to my navel as he went. He said that he was privileged to be the first to welcome me as he hooked his thumbs into my panties and ease them over my hips and off. He leaned in, kissed my mound and said that I smelled like pure sex should smell. I could already feel a fire beginning to rage between my legs and knew that if he parted my pussy lips, my juices would probably gush from me. I had forgotten the camera, I was totally focused on this man and I wanted him within me, and now. I knew that I should have teased him by slowly disrobing him as he had done me but I could wait no longer. I knelt down with him and quickly unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it from him; next his trousers met the same hasty removal, finally exposing his swollen uncut cock to me. As Bill struggled a bit to get his trousers off over his feet, I wrapped my hand around his wonderful fat cock and savored the feel of it pulsing with his rapid heartbeat. As soon as his was free of his pants, I pulled Bill to me and guided his hardness toward my dripping hole. The feel of his cock head entering me sent an electric shock racing up my spine, making my entire body tremble beneath him. Bill rolled his hips toward me driving his cock deeper into my pussy and my legs automatically pulled up and crossed over his back, allowing him to enter me even deeper. As Bill pressed his tool into me I moaned and told him that it felt wonderful to be filled with his cock. As bill’s balls pressed against me he moaned into my ear that it felt so wonderful to be able to fuck me to the hilt, that some women couldn’t take it all. I kissed his ear and asked him to fuck me with his big cock.
Bill began to work his wonderful, thick 9-inch cock in and out of me, sending ripples of pleasure through me with each stroke. My entire body was tingling so much from Bill’s fucking and kissing and nibbling that I never felt the orgasm coming. It hit with the force of an earthquake, I completely zoned out as I thrashed and bucked underneath Bill’s onslaught. As I opened my eyes, there was Bill looking me directly in the eyes with a huge smile on his face. He blurted out ” holy shit girl, I thought you was gonna buck my ass off”. We both laughed and I told him that I didn’t want him off of me yet, that I wanted him to cum too. He kissed me and said that the only problem he was having was not cumming in my tight little hole. As Bill went back to fucking me, I clamped my pussy on his cock and told him that I didn’t know if it wasn’t him being so wonderfully fat, but whatever case I loved the way he felt.
I could feel Bill’s strong heart pounding louder and louder within his chest as he pumped his cock a little harder and a little faster into me with each full stroke. His constant kissing and nibbling was again brining me to climax and I was able to warn him before the next explosion ripped through me. Just as I was recovering, Bill moaned “ohh shit” and explode within me with enough force that I could feel his hot seed gush into me and fill me almost to overflow. Bill lay there for just a moment before lifting himself from my sweaty breast and asking if we could do that again after he had rested. I looked into his soft brown eyes and told him that he was welcome to service me any time he wished to. He rolled from between my legs, but before I could put my legs down a voice told me not to move, that he had a perfect shot of my hot creamy cunt. I had completely forgotten about the guys and the cameras, but as I looked down between my legs, here was a camera aimed directly at my freshly filled pussy. The cameraman told me that I was going to love the video and then asked if I had something left for a horny brotha in need. I looked toward his crotch and saw that he had a beautiful rock hard cock jutting straight out from his belly. I knew that he was hard because he had just watched Bill and me and I was a little proud of myself that I had affected him. So without hesitation I just reached out to him and told him it would be my pleasure to help him cure his problem. He quickly motioned for another to take over the camera duties and slid between my legs and entered my sperm filled box.
As this new man buried his cock fully into my womb with one powerful shove of his hips, he introduced himself as Mark and said that the tape he had just shot was truly hot stuff. I kissed his ear and told him that we should make an even hotter one. He laughed and said that his 6-inch equipment didn’t compare to Bill’s but that he would try to please me. I locked my legs over his back and whispered into his ear that I could already feel his cock working its magic inside me. Mark wasted no time bringing me to a boil either, he was so worked up from watching Bill and I that he began pounding my pussy hard and fast almost immediately. The power of his fucking had my belly doing flip-flops within minutes and I told him that he was going to make me cum soon. This only spurred Mark on, and he redoubled his efforts to pound my hips into the blanket, forcing me over the edge into a wonderful back clenching orgasm. As my climax subsided I whispered to Mark that I wanted to feel his hot cum flood my pussy, this helped push Mark over the edge and he gripped my ass cheeks and exploded inside me, grunting at each powerful spurt of his baby juice gushed into me. His grip relaxed on my ass cheeks and he slowly withdrew from my now dripping pussy and rolled to my side. I slowly lowered my legs to the carpet, but kept my legs apart for the new camera guy to film whatever he wanted to. I was aware of the camera now and it made me feel sexy in a way to be filmed with these men, it was like the tape I had taken from Ray’s house years ago. Every time I watched it I became very horny and excited, it was as if I could really feel those men inside me again, their cocks pushing and stretching me in all those different ways all over.
This time I didn’t offer myself to the camera guy, I needed some rest and something to drink, so I got up and headed to the ladies room. The action had moved throughout the suite because when I turned the corner into the restroom, here was another couple fucking on the counter top. I turned to leave but the guy told me to go ahead, it didn’t bother them.
When I returned to the main room I just began wandering around seeing what the others were doing and sipping on my now warm drink. It was like walking thorough a room filled with pure sex, everywhere I looked there were people laughing, joking, drinking, fucking, sucking, and just playing sexually with one another. The entire atmosphere of this room was charged with sexual energy and I loved it. I felt completely at home here, naked; sweat soaked, and splattered with sperm, like this is where I should have been all my life. Looking around this mass of other sweaty bodies I realized that these people had struck upon the perfect way to satisfy their sexual needs and fantasies. Each person here could indulge and explore their own individual sexual desires, it was so opposite from my life as a hoe where I was expected to perform for the man without regards to my wants and desires. I made up my mind right then and they’re that I had just found the proper channel for my sexual energy. I would become a swinger, if they would accept me.
As I strolled about I found some women sitting on chairs sucking any cock that was presented to them. I watched them for few minutes until the tingling in my belly forced me to act. I walked over and asked if I could join in and a guy instantly pulled another chair over and said that I was more than welcome. It felt a bit strange to just sit down and suck a guys cock, but then again, it was something that I enjoyed so I decided to go for it. The guy who had gotten me the chair introduced himself as Brad and after I introduced myself I eagerly sat down and guided his 8-inch cock into my mouth. His slender cock slid all the way down my throat until his wet balls pressed against my chin making him groan and comment that I was a gifted cocksucker. His cock smelled like sex and tasted wonderful, I could smell the pungent odor of his sperm and taste it’s saltiness mixed with whatever woman he had just been with, it was intoxicating. His cock grew hard within just a minute or so and he began humping his hips into me in perfect harmony of my efforts. Gently stroking his cock with two fingers of my left hand while fondling his tight balls with my right soon had him moaning with pleasure and begging me to make him cum. I ran the index finger of my right hand down the back side of his balls and began massaging that area of skin that lies between a mans balls and his ass. As soon as I began this treatment I could feel his groin tighten and his cock erupted into my waiting mouth. His hand had dropped to my head and he gently held me there until I had swallowed every drop of his salty seed before his hand released me and he stepped back.
I got up and continued my stroll around the room, sipping my drink and savoring the way it and the semen tasted together. I found Tom sitting on a couch watching the goings on and asked if he wanted company. He patted the seat next to him and I plopped down and surveyed his body as he surveyed mine. Tom is about 6’2 or 3, fairly slender and toned. He appeared to work out enough to keep any flab from forming on his jet-black frame. His flaccid cock lay on the leather cushion between his legs, and appeared to be fairly thick and maybe 8 or so inches if it were hard. He asked if I was enjoying my first visit and I smiled and told him that I not only enjoyed it but I was hoping to become a permanent member. His left hand had slipped down to his cock and he was now slowly stroking himself as he replied that I would be accepted without a problem and he would give me a copy of the club rules later. The sight of him stroking his cock made my juices begin to flow again to the point that I finally asked if I could help and placed my hand over his. Tom removed his hand and let me take charge, so I slipped from the couch and knelt between his legs and guided his semi-hard cock into my mouth as I peered into his eyes. His eyelids fluttered as my lips closed around his cock and my tongue began circling his cock head. Again, I could taste not only his sperm but also whomever the woman was that he had been with. Tom’s hands clasped both side of my head and he rolled his head back against the cushion as I slipped my mouth down his entire cock until I could feel it entering my throat. I forced myself to remain in this position and swallow several times, clamping my throat on his cock as if it was my pussy before sliding back up to catch a breath. Tom moaned that it felt wonderful when I swallowed his cock like that so I did it several more times before his cock finally reached it’s fully swollen state, preventing me from further deep throat action, he was just too fat when hard to swallow. His hands pulled me from his swollen cock and he asked if I wanted to fuck, I smiled and slid from between his legs and straddled his lap, allowing him to guide me down onto his rigid manhood. As soon as he had me impaled on his hard cock he repositioned my legs upward against the seat back and cupped one of my ass cheeks in each of his hands. With my feet on the cushion beside his hips and my knees almost in his armpits, his cock felt like it was a foot long as he began pulling me up and off his cock before dropping me back down to his lap. The sensation of being deep fucked like this was awesome and I told him that it truly felt wonderful. Tom laughed and told me that it felt like his cock was trapped in a velvet vise and that this was the way he always dreamed of dieing, “fucking some hot tight pussy”. My belly was churning already and I began pressing myself back down his cock with more and more urgency and force. Just as I was struck by a tremendous orgasm, I noticed that Tom was no longer holding me, I was pounding myself onto his cock and he was just enjoying the ride. My climax hit me hard, making Tom hold me to him until it subsided. He continued to pound his cock into me for another minute or so before slamming my hips against his and pumping his black seed directly into my womb. It felt wonderful to be completely full of cock and cum but my legs were beginning to cramp so I reluctantly slid from his cock and leaned back on the couch beside him.
As we rested in silence for a few moments I again reviewed my decision to become part of this group and could find no drawback to joining it. I had enjoyed a wonderful evening and had done exactly what I had wanted to do, had enjoyed some really good sex, met some nice people, and best of all, had no worries about catching something bad because of the testing policy of the members. I finally said my goodbyes to Tom, got my list of group rules and he told me that he would call in a day or two about my status and the next party. Dressed and heading for the door, Bill stopped me and gave me a sensual goodnight kiss before passing me his card and asking for my phone number too. He said if it were ok he would call for a date, maybe later in the week. After telling him that I would enjoy that, I slipped from the room, and went home as an almost official swinger.
My next diary post will be entitled “The Truth About Nikki – pt12 – adding to the family

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Sexual Healing – Final Chapter

The night thermostat had long since kicked in and the living room was cool, despite the crackling flames in the fireplace. Kimberly snuggled under the light comforter with Jerry, who had his left arm draped lightly over her shoulder. Her eyes were closed and her head lolled on his shoulder. Emily was pressed against Kim’s other side, her face snuggled into Kim’s shoulder and her lips against the side of her neck. Her hand was a constantly moving phantom under the comforter, gliding over Kim’s ripe tits and lower, to the downy fuzz between her thighs. Kim was stroking Emily’s shoulders with one hand; the other rested protectively on Jerry’s limp cock.
The kitchen light clicked off. Connie lingered in the doorway for a moment, holding the tray with the three goblets, the chilled wine bottle and a mug of steaming tea. She was wearing her oversized bathrobe against the coolness in the air. She saw Kim’s eyes open and her husband’s face turned to her. She smiled, savoring the sight of her three favorite people, all clumped together in her living room.
Connie’s nipples were pebble-hard under the robe, and the temperature of the air had nothing to do with it. She flashed on the memory of the first seduction with Kim, of the wild evening after their shopping spree, of the half-crazed orgy with Emily, of seeing Kimberly writhing and gasping as Jerry’s big dick probed her, of watching Emily gorge herself on his fat cock…
…and she thought about what she planned next and shivered.
“Cold, honey?” Jerry asked. “Get over here and cuddle up.”
“I’m not cold,” she said softly. “But you can be sure I plan on collecting some cuddles!”
He smiled and reached out with one long, well-muscled arm, the movement bringing the thick veins into relief against his smooth skin as he beckoned to her. He was sitting naked, cuddled with two of the sexiest women she had ever imagined, and he was waving for her to come close to him and be with him.
“Oh, look,” Emily stage-whispered. “Rampant heterosexuality rears its head.”
“That’s all it’s going to rear for the rest of this night,” Jerry answered quickly, grinning. “You have turned my reservoirs into deserts.”
Connie set the tray down, poured the wine and handed out the three vessels. When Jerry reached to take the mug in both hands, the comforter fell away from his chest. Connie set her wine goblet down long enough to indulge an impulse: She bent and very lightly nipped with her teeth at her husband’s left nipple, so hard and protruding in the cool air of the room. She felt his relaxed groan of pleasure at her touch and again, at her tongue’s play with the erectile tissue.
Connie insinuated herself under Jerry’s right arm, wedging her shoulder under his armpit and turning her face to his chest just long enough to lick his firm breast. She slid her left hand down until she found Kim’s forearm, then followed it to Kim’s hand and the cock of the man she’d married.
She squeezed Kim’s fingers slightly over the flaccid mass of dick- flesh. Kim turned her head and met Connie’s gaze. Kimberly’s eyes were half-closed with remembered and anticipated pleasure. Connie smiled slightly and gave just the hint of a nod. Kim nodded back and began kissing her way down over Jerry’s chest to his stomach and abdomen, then shifted and moved in on his thighs and, finally, his cock and balls. Connie pulled the comforter into place so that Kim was still covered. The lush blonde had become a warm, licking, indistinct form moving under the big comforter, with her head in Jerry’s lap and Connie’s small hand caressing her head and face.
Jerry hissed with pleasure as Kim pulled his glans, soft but still large, into her mouth and sucked languidly on it.
“Know what I want?” Connie asked her husband.
Jerry carefully reached over and put the mug on the end table. He looked at his wife and shook his head. “What?”
“I want to get down on my hands and knees in front of the fire and stick my face between Emily’s legs and lick her while Kim sits on her face and she licks Kim and sticks a dildo or her fingers — maybe her whole hand — ”
Kim’s moan was audible through the comforter, even though her mouth was slowly being filled.
” — into Kim’s wet cunt.”
“What a-about you?” Jerry stammered.
“I want you to be fucking me hard, with that big cock…in my ass!”
The muscles of Jerry’s face had been slack from the pleasures Kim was lavishing on his penis under the comforter. Now his expression tightened and saddened. “Oh, babe, you know I’d like to and you know that it won’t work. I won’t even try to do something that hurts you like that did.”
“I can take it — and I want it!” she insisted.
“Even if I was willing to give it another try, ‘bunch, I’m not up to it. Aside from remembering the last time, there’s the simple fact that you three have already drained me four times tonight. Nothing’s gonna raise the flag for me again.”
She smiled craftily. “I can prove to you that I can take it — and you *are* going to be hard as a rock again.”
He smiled. “No way.”
“Bet?” She held her pinky out.
“Stakes?”
“If I prove it and you get hard, you have to give me what I want.”
“And if you fail?”
“We’ll be your sluts for a night. We’ll do anything you want for you, with you, to you, to each other — and we’ll tape it all.”
He hooked his pinky with hers. “Deal.” His smile was broad and confident. Hers matched it in a moment.
She nodded to Emily. Still clad only in stockings and garters, the lovely Japanese woman unfolded from the couch and came to Connie’s side. Jerry watched. His wife stood. Emily opened Connie’s robe and dropped to her knees — slowly, her long tongue and soft lips working all the way down. Emily cupped Connie’s butt in her hands and pulled her forward. Connie opened her legs and hunched her pussy down and forward.
Jerry’s eyes widened as he watched Emily’s long tongue extend completely until just the tip was tracing his wife’s pussy lips.
Connie gasped softly, then moaned as Emily trilled the tip of her tongue over her swollen clitoris. Her voice quavering, she began to set the scene for her husband.
“So, after — after we ate dinner, we were all in the bed. And Emily — Oh! Ooooh! — Emily pushed her whole hand into Kimberly and was l-l-licking h-h-her and Kim couldn’t stop cumming — ”
She could hear Kim moan again, saw the lump of her head moving again under the comforter.
” — And I got this great b-b-big double dong — about two feet long and really thick — and — a-a-and… Yes! Oooohh! — and I stuffed half of — half of it into my cunt and squeezed the other half into Emily while she fist-fucked Kimberly and we all came so much that — YES! YES!” She grabbed Emily’s head and forced her face closer as the orgasm rocked her.
Connie moaned and panted and finally relaxed enough from her orgasm to continue her aural sex: “And then Emily and I started in a 69 and she put her whole hand into my cunt and then Kimberly used the double dildo, with half in her cunt and the other half up my ass. I couldn’t believe how deep it felt — in my belly, it seemed like.”
She looked down as Emily glanced up. They nodded to each other.
“You took a hand in your pussy and a big dildo in your cunt at the same time?”
She shook her head. Emily stood and flashed, all but naked, up the stairs. “First one, then the other — about a zillion times.”
Kim’s head came up and she pulled the comforter back. She smiled proudly at Connie. “This thing is as hard as steel and I think it’s got to be more than nine inches.”
Connie put one small hand on her husband’s cock and stroked the length of it lightly. “Does seem bigger than usual.” She could hear Emily coming down the stairs. She too her hand off his cock and gazed into her husband’s eyes. “Feel Kim’s nipples. Aren’t they amazing?”
She smiled as Jerry reached down to cup Kim’s left breast, then measured her nipple with thumb and forefinger a good two inches apart.
“Pinch it a little, please?” Kim whispered. Her eyes closed slowly as he tweaked her sensitive, oversized nipple and then she dropped her mouth over his hard, upstanding cock and sucked furiously.
“I don’t expect you to take my word for it with the high stakes like we’re betting,” Connie said. “So I have some proof.”
Emily knelt beside her, opening the gym bag and taking out the towel-wrapped toys.
“Get the big one slippery and slide it into Kim, honey.”
Emily had already begun spreading the lubricant on the huge dildo.
“And I have even more proof.” She stepped to one side and picked up the remote control from the end table. She turned and clicked it twice. The television came on, then the VCR. The screen was blank. She pressed the third switch. The tape began to roll.
The perspective never shifted and the low level of lighting was barely adequate — but the scene was clear enough.
Kimberly mugging momentarily for the lens, pinching her hardened nipples and tugging at her tits.
“I don’t understand — ” Connie heard her own voice say from the television, and she heard Emily reply quietly: “I do” and saw the depraved smile. On the screen, Emily pulled Connie up on all fours and slid beneath her from behind and TV Connie stiffened as Emily’s tongue hit her clitoris, then groaned at the touch of the tongue tip on her swollen clitoris.
To one side in the scene, Kimberly was stuffing the end of the big double-dildo into herself.
Emily had three fingers in Connie’s cunt on the television and the electronic Connie was groaning, “Ohhh, noooo…” as the fourth finger went in.
Then Connie’s ass was hidden from the camera as Kimberly straddled Emily’s chest.
“Fuck me.” Connie’s gasp was loud from the speaker. Emily began working her thumb into her cunt and Kim started rubbing the free end of the big dildo against her asshole.
“And if we can’t both fuck you at once, that’s okay.” Connie glanced down, struck by the oddity of hearing Kim’s voice so clearly while Kim’s real-time mouth was stuffed with Jerry’s hugely stiffened dick. “We’ll take turns,” said the spectral voice. “Her little fist in your cunt and then this big fucker in your ass.”
Connie’s mewing accompanied the widening of her pussy entrance as Emily’s hand worked its way inexorably inside. Kimberly’s ripe ass moved higher on the screen, revealing Connie pushing back and down, forcing her cunt onto Emily’s hand while above her, the huge dildo hung halfway from Kim’s cunt like some insane transsexual fantasy come true.
“But you *are* going to get reamed, you slut!” Kimberly was saying.
“Fuckmefuckfuckme…”
Connie’s words were quite distinct from the speaker. So were the screams of unrestrained pleasure that followed as Emily’s entire hand pumped inside her cunt.
Then Kim was crouching lower, pressing the thick tip of the wide double dildo against Connie’s asshole. It was obvious that this wasn’t going to work.
“My turn, Emily!” Kim called.
Connie glanced at her husband. His eyes were wide and glazed as he stared at the screen. She looked at the end of the sectional. Emily was working the very same big dildo into Kimberly’s juicy cunt from behind that was imperiling Connie’s little ass on the screen.
On the screen, Connie was hunching and shaking as Emily’s small hand slid out of Connie’s cunt. Kim was pushing the dildo forcefully now, wedging open Connie’s little asshole. On-screen Connie was rotating her ass and pushing up, trying to force herself open.
“It’s going to split you open,” Kim was saying.
“Yes! Split me in half with that fucker!”
“It’s going to hurt…”
“Yes! Yes! Make it hurt! Make it real! Make me feel it in my fucking bowels! EEEEEEEE — ”
The scream trailed off into yelps as first the head, then the shaft of the huge double dildo slid deeper and deeper into her.
“Yes! YES! It’s in my fucking stomach! More! MORE — AHHH!”
Kim rammed the rest of it into her and began rocking over Connie’s small ass. Connie’s rectum was distended by the fat, pale shaft. Beneath her ass was Emily’s tongue, stroking her pussy and teasing her clit.
“Damn it, fuck me!”
Kimberly began pumping her hips, pounding in and out of Connie’s asshole.
“YES! AHHHHHHH! Oh, yeah, yeah, fuck my ass, fuck it, fuck me, fuck me, fuckmefuckfuckme…”
Real-time Connie tore her gaze from the screen and turned. Emily was rubbing and pinching her clitoris as she knelt behind Kim, pumping the dildo in and out of the richly curved blonde. Kimberly was moving her head slowly up and down over about a third of Jerry’s hard, glistening cock. Jerry was staring fixedly at the screen. Connie motioned to Emily, whose lovely eyes focused. Emily nodded and climbed off the sectional.
“Have I won the bet, lover?” Connie asked her husband. His head jerked as he looked at his wife, naked and horny before him. “The bet?”
He looked down at Kim’s blonde head moving over his cock, looked at the television where his petite wife was taking a mammoth dildo up the ass and cumming without pause. Then he turned his face to her and grinned. “I think you could say so.”
“Pay up.”
Emily bent to take a tube of lubricant from the bag on the floor, then took Connie by the hand and led her to the rug in front of the crackling fire. As Emily reclined and spread her lovely legs, Connie dropped to her knees and smiled back at her husband. “Turn off the television — I want the real thing!”
Jerry reached for the remote as Kim pulled her lips off his cock and rolled to her side against the back of the sectional. The dildo was still in her cunt. She reached down with both hands and pumped it savagely a few times, then stiffened and groaned, her abdomen contracting as she came.
Emily let the tube of lubricant roll on the rug as Connie bent beneath her legs and pulled her stockinged thighs onto her shoulders.
Connie heard Emily’s sigh of pleasure as she kissed the pale, firm flesh between the garters and her cunt. She felt Jerry kneeling behind her, then felt his lips on the nape of her neck and shivered, watching his hand reach beside her to get the tube of lubricant. She felt a small buzzing begin around her asshole and in her belly as she anticipated what was coming next. She heard the slurping of her husband’s hand spreading the jelly on his stiff dick, then felt the cool wetness of his finger massaging globs, then more, and then still more, of the slippery stuff into her rectum. She hummed in encouragement and pleasure, wiggling her butt enticingly as she began licking the bisexual Japanese cunt dripping in front of her face.
Emily began undulating her hips, her hands going to the sides of Connie’s face and holding her mouth in place as she moaned in pleasure. Connie felt the warmth and weight and firmness of Kimberly’s tits, the shocking stiffness of her hard nipples, against her back.
“I’ll aim that thing,” Kim said throatily. Connie felt Kim’s forearm against her uptilted ass, then her husband shifting.
And then his wonderful, huge, hard prick was pushing against her asshole. She groaned in pleasure and twisted her ass, pushing back and trying to impale herself on it.
Emily was cumming against her mouth, long waves of orgasm that were slowly intensifying, as Jerry began pushing his prick into Connie’s little asshole. Connie willed her sphincters to relax. They kept stretching and stretching as his glans pushed into her. It felt like he was trying to fit a baseball bat into her asshole, felt like his cock was twice as big as normal. She moaned into Emily’s cunt. It was starting to strain her, to hurt.
“C’mon, Jerry, she wants this — craves it! You saw the tape! Do it — or get out of the way and I’ll fuck her ass again. She loves it!”
“I’m not so sure — ”
“Split her open! She fucking wants it!”
Emily was cumming harder, muffling Connie with her spasming cunt, her thighs locked around Connie’s head.
“Do it, dammit!” Kim barked.
“But — ”
Connie felt Kim move away, then heard Jerry: “What are — ”
“In her — now!”
There was a lurch and her husband’s huge prick was pile-driving insistently into her ass, her sphincters stretching impossibly till she wondered if they’d split and then —
“MMMMNNNNGH!” Connie growled into Emily’s streaming pussy as the glans snugged inside her ass and her sphincters gripped his shaft.
“No, stop pushing,” Jerry groaned, as he felt his wife’s asshole clamping down on his dick.
“That’s the worst,” Emily said. “Now give her the rest of it!”
Emily spoke with shocking clarity, despite her orgasm: “This is what she has dreamed of — so fuck her ass with that big cock!”
Despite the strain, Connie pushed back as much as she could. Jerry’s hands tightened on her hips while he grunted behind her and then, finally, he was pushing his huge prick into her.
Connie couldn’t believe the sensation. It was definitely bigger than the big dildo and it was like being impaled by a column of flesh- hot steel. Deeper and deeper he went, stretching her rectum, reaming her asshole, his glans plowing farther into her than she’d thought possible. His dick seemed endless and her overwhelmed sphincters simply fluttered and spasmed helplessly as inch after inch of thick flesh wormed into her tight backdoor.
Emily was cumming harder and harder on Connie’s face, the orgasms becoming distinct again. Connie locked her lips around the Japanese woman’s engorged clitoris and sucked, the tip of her tongue barely touching the sensitive pink nodule. She felt Emily tense impossibly — and then Emily was having one of her wonderfully wet releases. Her cunt spasmed and expelled splash after splash of juices as she came, softly howling in pleasure.
Jerry’s flat abdomen slowly pressed against Connie’s outthrust little ass and then she felt his pubic hair graze the furrow of her buttocks. As his balls swung forward to press her cunt, Connie emitted a deep, guttural moan that vibrated through her entire body. She wondered if Jerry’s glans was really throbbing just beneath her stomach, or if that was merely her imagination…or her now-distorted sense of reality. That big cock in her was warping her senses. Her entire being seemed to revolve around it, as if she were skewered.
Emily’s hands and legs fell away from Connie’s head as she lapsed into semi-consciousness from her orgasm. Connie raised her head and tried to speak. Her voice wouldn’t work.
“Are you okay, baby?”
“Oh, yeah, yeah…so deep…can’t tell where you end and I start… soooo goooood…” she babbled softly. She didn’t have the strength to hold her head up any longer. She lowered her face to Emily’s soaked snatch just as Kim crawled forward over the nearly comatose Japanese woman. The dildo was still hanging from Emily’s cunt. It came to rest wetly on Emily’s slack face and thick hair when Kim pushed her clitoris down to Emily’s lips. Connie saw Emily’s nostrils flare at Kim’s aroma and then that amazing tongue was snaking its way upward to find and massage Kimberly’s bright red clitoris.
Jerry began move inside Connie.
“Oh, shit!” Connie yelped. “Fuck! OH FUCK!”
It was better than she’d dreamed. Jerry was only moving an inch or so at first, but the movement was transmitted to almost ten inches of tightly packed asshole.
The movement lengthened inside her and she felt the tension in her belly and between her hips. She felt like a ball of warmth and energy was growing there, spreading, swelling with each stroke of her husband’s huge prick in her little ass.
Connie began to moan, louder and louder, in time with his fucking. Now he was pulling almost half his cock out and pushing it back in. Her sphincters felt as if they were being turned inside out, gripping and coating his shaft as he withdrew, then imploding when he drove in. She tried to lick Emily, but she could barely muster the strength to move her tongue in the savory sauces of her cunt.
His grip was tighter on her narrow hips, as if he were trying to compress her around his cock. She had no strength in her arms and legs as he lengthened his strokes. He was pumping her ass up and down on his piledriving cock, using her hot, tight rectum to massage his hugely swollen dick.
She loved it.
Connie moaned louder and louder, then began wailing. The sound ululated with his strokes, growing louder as that tense ball inside her belly swelled. She felt the buzz of the pleasure spreading through her body, overwhelming her senses. It was almost scary, as if something primal and uncontrollable were taking control of her senses. The glowing buzz had filled her body, now, and was in every cell and still growing, still swelling till she felt as if she were going to explode.
She opened her eyes to see Kim’s nipples looking as close to bursting as Connie felt, to see Emily’s abdomen rippling at the touch of Connie’s tongue on her cunt when Jerry pounded her forward.
“Alllll offf ITTTT…” Connie howled and Jerry pumped longer, pulling back till his glans was on the verge of escape, then ramming forward till his balls slapped her cunt and clitoris, spreading the buzz, feeding the buzz…
Then it exploded. The buzz burst and Connie felt herself cumming as she’d never cum in her sexually very active life. It seemed like her entire body had become one orgasmic clitoris, as if every part of her were cumming — her ass, her cunt, her clit, her tits, her mouth, her fingers, her hair.
“Oh – cum – in – me – while – I’m – cum – ming,” she managed to breathe, forming each sound carefully as she came and clenched.
Behind her, Jerry growled and held her hips still tighter. He pumped faster, harder, almost brutally.
She kept cumming.
His prick swelled inside her ass hole, stretching it still more. His strokes shortened and speeded. He slammed into her, pushing his hips at her.
She kept cumming.
He rammed his thick cock all the way in and held it inside her. She could feel his balls lurching against her clitoris. He was arching, still pushing at her ass.
She kept cumming.
His hands pulled her limp hips upward, his cock jerking inside her. She was impaled, held up by his hands on her hips and his cock still swelling in her cunt.
She kept cumming.
His prick convulsed and then she screamed in pleasure as she felt his semen pour deep, deep into her bowels, hot and thick. She could feel each spurt shoot from his glans and slam into her innards and it was like throwing gasoline on a fire. She was incendiary in her orgasm, burning brighter and higher and cumming so intensely she was forgetting to breathe…
She kept cumming and cumming, her husband’s ejaculations slowing in her ass, his dick finally beginning to shrink and even that added to it. She couldn’t stop the cumming, even as she felt everything slip away and join the enveloping haze of her orgasm.
She kept cumming.
* * *
Sun glow filtered through the drapes. Connie woke softly, savoring the ache, feeling that orgasmic buzz lingering. She was sandwiched between Kimberly and her husband, Kim’s lush breasts warming her back, Jerry’s strong chest protecting her face. Kim had fallen asleep with the dildo still in her cunt; Connie could feel it against the back of her thigh.
She looked up. Emily was sitting against the headboard, wearing one of Jerry’s pajama tops. Emily smiled softly. It was the first time Connie had ever seen her completely without makeup. The black hair was a disheveled mess. She looked about nineteen and almost innocent. Certainly sweet.
Emily rolled to all fours and bent forward to kiss Connie’s temple. Jerry and Kim stirred, rolling to their backs and away from Connie, but still touching her. Emily leaned to Kim and kissed each nipple, then Kim’s lips, lightly. She shifted to Jerry and kissed his lips softly.
Connie rolled onto her husband, wincing at the pains in her ass and hips and shoulders. Jerry’s arms enveloped her. “Good morning, husband.”
“Good morning, wife. I love you.”
“I love you, Gerald.”
He kissed her eyes. “Was your anniversary fantasy everything you wanted?”
“Better. I never knew I could cum like that. I thought my toes were cumming.” She giggled slightly. “And how did you like your ‘fate worse than death’?”
“Amazing.” He chuckled. “I never imagined I’d like it so much, seeing you cum with someone else. But I did — and even more when you were cumming with me and with someone else at the same time.” He sighed and ran his hands lightly over her back. “What’s next?”
“I’ll want us to do this again, probably.” She wasn’t sure how he’d react to that.
He hesitated for a moment, then: “I’d like that…but not right away, okay?”
She nodded against his chest. “I found out something I needed to know, but didn’t know I needed to know.”
“Meaning?”
“I’ve been with other women since we met.”
“I know.”
“And I always came back to you — I chose you. Understand?”
He held her tighter. “And now you know that even with two sexy women there, craving me and me craving them, that I choose you.” He sighed. “I think maybe I was unsure of my self-control in that spot — maybe that’s why I resisted doing this with you for so long: I was afraid you might feel…slighted? Maybe.”
“So now we both know. We’re both so sure of each other…”
Emily leaned her face down next to them. “I now pronounce you desperately in love with each other and sure of it.”
“Exactly.” Both said it at once, then smiled.
Kim cleared her throat.
“Yes?” Jerry coaxed.
“Can anyone here be persuaded to make some coffee?”
“I hate to move,” Connie confessed.
“Me, too,” Jerry said. They looked hopefully at Emily.
She shook her head. “My life insurance policy forbids me from entering a kitchen. I am considered a threat to human life.”
Kim sighed. “Okay, okay. I’ll get the coffee started.” She climbed off the bed, grabbed Jerry’s robe and headed for the bedroom door.
“Kim?” Connie called.
She turned. “What?”
“Aren’t you going to take that thing out of you?”
Kim grinned. “Un-un. Y’see, after I get the coffee started, I’m going to come back up here. I have an idea.”
“Uh-oh…” Jerry uttered.
“Yeah — y’see, I want Jerry to give me what you got, while I fuck Emily with this.” She reached down and grabbed the obscenely hanging dildo.
“And where am I going to be?” Connie asked.
“Oh, you’re in charge of hiding Emily’s hand while she licks you. By the time we’re done with that, I’ll have more ideas. I want to see how many possibilities there are.”
“We have created a monster,” Emily stated, smiling.
“Good grief,” Jerry said. “Think of it — three women, each with three orifices, a tongue and hands. That’s fifteen factors. The combinations run two to the fifteenth power — that’s over thirty-two thousand possibilities!”
“Oh, yeah?” Kim answered, wonder in her face. “Then I better hurry with that coffee!” She hurried through the doorway.
“Is she serious?” Jerry asked Connie.
“I hope so,” Emily interrupted. They looked at her as she knelt and unbuttoned the pajama top, revealing her stiff-nippled tits. She leaned over them, feeding one breast to Jerry. Connie felt his cock hardening beneath her, felt her own juices starting to flow again.
“I hope so,” Emily purred again and began stroking Connie’s back. “I want to give every one of them a good tryout!”

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Straight Best friends Gay Expirience

So this is a story about me and my friend. I was the same age btw. So, I had already tried a few things when I was young, but it was more like, what have you got between your legs and what about me? You know. So this was the first real gay expirience I had.

B-Movie babefest (part1 of4)

About 5 miles out of the quiet town of Love Creek Indiana; a dirt track splits from the highway to snake across the flat 3 miles of golden corn fields to the Cummings farm stead. That evening the star scattered sky was slowly beginning to smother the light, as the last rays of a particularly hot day receded then vanished.
The impressive wooden house built over the years by 4 generations of land toilers was silent and peaceful; the nightly cacophony of crickets and the low groans of the cows in their barn the only sounds audible.
From the veranda sounded the squeak of a rocking chair as a young woman relaxed, enjoying the transition from day to night. The girl, just 18 was the youngest of the family; her ma, pa and two brothers still out for the evening in Love Creek’s only hot spot the new bar and grill. She relished the peace and quiet having put on a mock dismay at needing to stay behind and look after Butch, the family gun dog. He’d been howling and playing up all day as if something was troubling him and they feared he was sick. But now he relaxed on the floor beside her, making her think maybe it had all been an act.
The girl was about 5, 6 with long blonde hair. Her tiny waist curved at her hips the tight jeans hugging her firm thighs down to bare small feet. Her face with cute nose and hazel eyes was slightly freckled, her skinny t-shirted frame supplemented with a firm 36inch bust.
Daisy Cummings gave a long satisfied stretch, pouting her large puffed lips and got up to go inside. “Com’n Butch, lets turn in.”
As she closed the veranda door she didn’t notice the flickering light in the sky or the sudden hush as the insects froze in the tall grass fields around her. Butch had begun to whimper again and she shook his head gripping his short fur roughly in affection.
“Hey what’s wrong boy?”
Suddenly there was a flash, then a deafening roar as outside maybe two hundred yards away the corn field ignited the ground rising in a hissing furrow. Within seconds a huge object had singed a deep scar all the way to the Cummings homestead. The timbers crashed as tons of metal saucer rose up to rest against the crumbling building, its rim overhanging the roof shielding the full moon and casting the house into pitch darkness.
Then silence.
A quarter of a mile away Jed, cousin to the Cummings siblings quickened his pace. What had been an evening stroll to see his family had now turned into a horrible nightmare.
“Oh gawd an air crash or sumut!” He had figured.
He knew there was no one for miles, maybe the phones still worked in the crushed house, if so he could raise the alarm. Twenty feet behind him a jack rabbit had been watching, concentrating on the human figure. As the man moved away it relaxed sniffed the air then followed. The electric shock as the creature touched the outside of the rapidly forming half mile wide invisible dome sent it flying, its heart giving way.
Jed never noticed that the warm breeze no longer crossed the fields or the air was now drier the stars seeming to be dull in the sky. Nor did he realize only a few paces slower and he would never have reached the house that evening. His only thoughts were for his relations trapped under the huge silver disc.
Aboard the craft its occupants worked feverishly, but without panic. The shield would protect them while they made the appropriate repairs. The creatures were insect like; large bugs 4 to 5 foot high standing on four arched legs, shells on their back with smaller tentacles for manipulating devices. Their collective hive mind processed and gave instructions in microseconds as scores of the creatures had gone to work inside and outside the craft.
As Jed approached he struggled to make sense of the scene. The house was under the large disc, metal tentacles sprouting from it’s under belly entwining the building in a robotic hug, other tentacles appeared to be snaking to the farm out buildings, while others burrowed under the soil. He could see shapes on the hull and as he neared he gave a horrified cry of disbelief.
Daisy was awoken by the light vibration on the metal floor beneath her. She opened her eyes wiping her blonde locks from her face. She realized she was no longer in the house. Her bare feet felt cold on the buzzing metal and she blinked the light too bright. The room if you could call it that appeared to be at a slight incline the walls glowing illuminating the cold space. She was in a large glass box the top open but too high for her to reach. The space had a layer of mist at floor level and she could only barely see the walls through the blinding haze.
“Hello, anyone there?” She called pressing her cute nose against the glass.
There were sounds of movement and she reeled back with a shriek as one of the creatures came close to the glass. She was panting her chest heaving her young eyes unable to turn away.
“Oh god, oh Ma, Pa helppp!!!!”
Above her the ceiling opened and a mass of thin segmented metal tentacles descended, gripping her. She screamed as she was entwined, one tentacle around her slim waist another on her knees and ankles, more still around her wrists. The metal coils snaked under her t-shirt ripping it apart the tentacles wrapping around her blushing hard mounds. They squeezed tight making them bulge like balloons.
“Awwww ooooohhhhh! No stop ugggghhhhhh!” She squirmed as the tapered vibrating ends pressed her nipples, the metal cold and unyielding.
“Aww that hurts ugghhhh!”
Her jeans were been unbuckled then dragged from her thin calves over her red nailed toes. She gave a scream but then gargled as one of the tentacles entered her mouth the buzzing tip clattering on her teeth.
“Awwwwwtttttttttttttt!”
The creature spoke telepathically, its words forming inside her head; the noises from its claw mouthed face only a series of clicks.
“Be still, you cannot resist.”
It manipulated a console and the tentacles spread her legs wide ripping her panties from her.
“We wish to examine you internally.”
Daisy was sweating profusely, the droplets forming on her encircled tits. She managed to pull her mouth momentarily from the vibrating head.
“No stop nooo awwwwwww!”
A tentacle was curling up between her legs its end beginning to seep a clear lubricant. The ones on her tits also began to sweat the oil making her tits shinny and slippery. She coughed as it re entered into her hot moist mouth, this end now also producing the disgusting tasting gel.
“Mmmmmggggg!”
She felt another cold vibrating tip pushing her pussy lips. She moaned in her head, her hole still sweet and virginal about to be defiled. The tip pressed against her, lips parting and she gave a horrified gaze at the creature as the tentacle head opened her up for the very first time.
Her mind raced,” it must be a dream, this can’t be happening ugggggghh!”
“Ohhh, awwwwwwww!!!!!!”
On the outside of the craft Jed had run as fast as he could away from the scene; but within 20 or so strides he felt himself tripped overwhelmed by the abominations he had seen toiling on the crashed ship. He screamed, the creatures coiling him in web type material, forming a tight bind around his body. He was carried inside the ship, through dark corridors into a bright room a recognizable voice moaning and crying nearby.
“Ugghh ohhh Jed uggh please help ugghh ohhhhhh!”
Jed just stared unable to move. In the glass box was his gorgeous young cousin. She was naked her large hipped ass upturned; her body bent double, face on the cold floor her eyes ablaze. Long legs stretched entwined in coils her hair matted from sweat.
“Agggg get these things out of meeeeeee!”
He could see the metal snake buried into her tight twat the goo running out of her slit dripping to the floor. Her eyes were staring straight at him and he could see the sensation in them. Another long tentacle was twisting and probing its metal length deep in her sore pink anus.
“Oooohhhhhh ohhh please uggghhh too deeeepp ugghhhhh!”
The creature was very satisfied so far.” Hmm your cavities are very elastic and adaptable. I must explore further.” The buzzing heads twisted deeper and deeper.
“Awwwwwwwwww it’s going to kill mee uggghhhhhhh!”
The creature turned to Jed. Its clawed spiny hands slicing his shirt open to caress his bare chest. It called to its collective mind and within seconds Jed was pinned by more slimy bugs as they attached a tortoise like shell to his head. The last thing his free mind saw was Daisy still grunting and moaning the probes ever so deep up her tight holes.
The alien turned back to her as its companions attached wires to the skull cap on Jed’s head. She felt herself lifted her legs pulled wider calves straining. The two hole-fucking tentacles began to pump in and out. Daisy screamed as her cunt was pounded faster and faster the slopping noises making her feel sick. Her ass was on fire as the rear probe flexed and wriggled in and out. Her head thrashed from side to side her mouth giving an oval pout of discomfort.
“Oooooooooohhhhhhh!”
She begged to the impassive insect as his monitored her response. “Uggg, ug, ug, ooh shit oohhh ahhhhh! Stop! Stop! Please, why are you doing this?”
Without warning the tentacles released their grip, her legs buckling, tits bouncing back into shape, her holes releasing their probes with a revolted squeal from Daisy. “Oohhhieeeegggggghh!”
She heard the creature in her head again.
“You will now mate with the male species.”
She saw Jed was naked his head up but his eyes blank. She’d never seen her cousin undressed before, the mid twenties farm boy having a firm physique his long cock unashamedly erect the foreskin pulled back by the taught ness of his erection.
“Oh God, but I’ve nev… and he’s my cousin!”
The cell walls disappeared and she felt the cold mist surround her as she sat legs curled, her hips giving her the delectable hour glass shape.
One of the creatures was near to him a long wire coming from its head to the top of Jeds skull cap. The thing seemed to be controlling his movements as the farm boy jerked and swayed. The bug also seemed uncomfortable as it tried to get used to controlling a two legged creature. Daisy began to shake as eventually it moved Jed towards her, the man’s erection fat and hard; his mouth foaming slightly like a rabid animal.
Outside in the surrounding fields the state troopers had arrived and cordoned off the only road approaching the Cummings Ranch. The first police car had hit the energy field head on and the two occupants were lucky to be alive; the car now a burnt out wreck.
As they searched for a possible way around or through the invisible but very real energy shield the sheriff tried to calm Daisy’s Ma and Pa. The house was now shrouded in mist and the sheriff could only make out feint images along with segments of a large shinny disc craft.
“My girl’s in there; oh have mercy! We need to do something!” Wailed Ma Cummings; having to be held back from assured electrocution as she tried to storm forward.
The sheriff tried to calm her friends, she’d only just been promoted and now all this crazy shit. It was bad enough been the towns first woman sheriff and now having to deal with crashed space ships, she was already beginning to feel the doubting eyes of unconvinced towns folk.
The sheriff was called Candy Vale. She was in her early thirties, married with kids. Ex town prom queen she had grown up here and had served as a deputy until the ill health of her boss had seen her unexpectedly promoted. She was tall with blonde wavy hair and struggled sometimes to be taken seriously; her Baywatch type figure all tits and ass proving very distracting to her male colleagues. Her nickname was Officer Anderson in homage to her TV look alike. A name none dare say to her face apart from her husband who found it quite amusing.
Candy knew the government agencies would be here soon. Unlike in the movies there was no actual ultra secret department always ready to be on site within minutes. In fact communications had been painfully slow and even now as she waited for their arrival she could imagine it would be one lowly official with nothing else to do this evening. There were shouts of excitement as one of her troopers came running up to her, his face grinning with relief at a job well done.
“Sheriff!” He said respectfully, “I’ve found a way in!”
Back in the saucer the floor around Daisy was rising up to form a low table as she lay with long fingers gripping its metal edge her legs curled tight close. Jed was not responding to her cries and as the creature grew in confidence with his control Jed became more animated and less like a puppet. He gripped her arms half climbing on the table his head down taking a nipple between his lips.
“Uggh Jed, no ugghh mmnn!” She tried to push him off as his cock slapped against her knee.
“No for God sake, Jed ugghhhh!” Her cousin didn’t respond his slurping mouth taking more and more tit flesh into it as his slobbered on her young boobs.
Outside the deputy pointed with pride at his finding. Two fields down a drainage ditch ran parallel to the edge of the shield. The electric force slightly visible as insects buzzed then flashed as they unwittingly crossed it.
In the ditch was a 4 foot wide drain used to channel water when irrigation was needed. As Candy looked in she could see it ran into the next field. Behind the shield!
She paused for a moment, “did the shield go under ground?” She couldn’t tell. Using a pole she tried to test it. No reaction. She made a decision and began to crawl through. The group of lawmen watched her appear unscathed on the other side. Sheriff Candy was through.
In the ship her presence was immediately noticed, the creatures taking an instant to asses then correct their error. The tunnel hissed and sparked as the deputy following screamed. The shield now penetrated into the ground the poor unfortunate man been dragged from the tube his body burnt. The sheriff drew her revolver,” no turning back now.” She thought, beginning to creep through the tall corn towards the homestead.
The aliens gathered round the examination table chattering in their undecipherable tongue. The one attached to Jed remained static its mind focused on controlling its rampant host. Jed’s hands were all over her body, his fat farmer fingers clutching her tiny waist, caressing under her arms making her shiver and squeal.
“Uggh Jed stop uggh ohh please ooohhh!”
His mouth trailed spittle from one sucked nipple as it moved to the other one, descending with a hungry slurp! She clawed his back; her talons streaking up his spine but Jed didn’t respond.
“The lead,” she realized, gripping the skull cap. Long spiny arms reached down from all sides holding her wrists pulling her arms back away from the connector, the creatures speaking in her head.
“Stop resistingzzz the insertionzzz!”
Her beautiful young thighs felt the grip of claws as her legs spread involuntarily. Jed’s cock was rubbing her lightly haired mound the fat head sliding close but not into her hole. A creature took hold of Jed’s prick aiding his colleague attempts at directing it and she felt his tip spreading her hole.
“Aggg stop, stop no, no, nooo!” Jed’s body jerked his eyes still half rolled into their sockets as his member road up her loosened canal a few inches.
“Ugggghhhhhhhhhhh noooooo!”
The controlling bug started to shudder as it drew the sensations from Jed’s mind. The others chattered excitedly, their collective mind already making an analysis. Jed began to rock back and forth his hands now pushing her tits down, pinning her hard onto her back.
Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh, awww, aww ohhhh!”
Daisy felt his rock hard flesh sliding against her walls, the tip going deeper and deeper. Her face looked up at Jed as she grunted her mouth wet the pink lips glistening. His firm sexy torso rode above her and she almost forgot the retched creatures pulling her arms back so her chest thrust up; others pressing her thighs down almost to the table surface her pelvis rising to suck in the mans robotically pistoning cock.
“Aww ugh, uggh, ugghh oh, oh arrrrrrrrr, arrrrrggg!”
The lead alien spoke to her as the fucking proceeded.
“The experience is enjoyable for our hostzzz; his thoughts are vivid and your body is arousing interesting feelings in him.”
Daisy had only just accepted the creatures had control of his body, now she gave an embarrassed groan realizing his mind was still focused a slave to his automated shell. The spittle dropped from his pursed lips onto her face as he continued to rut only the whites of his eyes visible. Suddenly his thoughts filled her head as the creature began transmitting them with perverse delight.
“Oh, ugh fuck soo tight oh the little hot slut uuggghh, oh God fuck her faster, faster make me come, fuck it ahhh, oohh. She’s pinned real good oohh yeah take it you little bitch yeahhh argghhh!”
Other thoughts danced around; slap his cock in her face, twist her nipples and let her scream, push her legs back make her suck her own toes. His fantasizes flooded in from years of sitting chatting on the homestead veranda. Bend her over take her up her young shit box, ride her like dirty dog. Jed’s body suddenly stopped as all the creatures turned to each other in discussion.
The mist around the house was getting thicker and thicker, as Candy approached. She was sure the saucer was responsible. “Yet more shielding,” She assessed. “They’re up to something they don’t want us to see.”
She had being following a depression in the field along the side of the farm, the recessed ground curling towards the back of the building near the barns. She could tell someone was on top of the saucer as sounds of hammering echoed eerily down, but the fog was too thick to see clearly and she nearly fell into the side of the Cummings barn as she tripped on something.
Below her was the silver girth of a large segmented tentacle. It snaked back towards the ship and onwards through newly smashed planks into the barn. She tried to peer in through a crack. As she crouched down her black trousers stretched tight to her curved rear, her blonde hair now cascading over her shoulders, denim shirt holding that fantastic bust in place. The roof was holed in several places by falling debris and the moons rays shone in.
She could just see the long tentacle split into many smaller ones like a squid, each one finally imbedded in a silent immobile animal. Their bodies were scattered everywhere; still alive but incapacitated. One cow gave a horrid moan seconds latter a free metal tip pressing into its mouth with a long gargle from the beast. Candy bit her wrist in revulsion, her no nonsense law woman manner deserting her.
“Oh my god, what insanity is this?”
Outside of the shield the crowd of cops, town officials and Cummings family could do nothing. The Mayor had taken charge and it was with great relief that a small convoy of Humvee wagons appeared, moving rapidly towards the site. As the military vehicles arrived a mix of armed battle dressed and civilian clothed troops dismounted. The Major in charge chewed on his cigar snapping his fingers instructing a tall woman in a long white surgical coat to follow him.
“Good evening Mayor,” announced the Major cigar still in his mouth. “This is Capt Fin my medical officer; she needs to get up to speed. Her team will be taking over the operation.”
The Mayor looked confused. “Operation? ”
Capt Fin smiled. Tall with rimmed spectacles and long matt black hair she looked like a ghost, her pale face and white coat shinning in the moonlight.
“What do you mean operation?” He continued.
“To make contact,” she said calmly with a slight smile.
Back in the ship Daisy was still grunting over and over. The creatures had continued with the fucking after a few seconds of animated debate. The thrusts from Jed were getting harder as his pelvis smacked against her spread wide groin. Each slam forward was reaching deep inside her.
“Uggh, uggh, ahh, ahhh, awwww! Oh please stop. No moreugghhh!”
Jed’s thoughts still filled her head, his disgusting images and ecstatic delight making her deflowering all the more dirty and debauched. She felt her groin getting tighter her spine tingling. His carnal pleasure swelled in her mind, his growing arousal affecting her body. All the while a third mind more menacing and dark remained on the edge of her thoughts, it was aliens watching and sampling. There were too many people in her head at once and she gave an aroused groan of lust her clit hardening like she had never experience before.
“Ohh, mmmnn, no, no it’s not right ugghhh, ooh, oooh, ooohhhhh!”
She felt her pussy wet with her own juice. The mans cock now slid with ease only exciting him more and in turn bringing her nearer a peak. A vicious gasping circle as she experienced the pleasure of a tight virgin fuck not only through her eyes but the through the senses of the pounding man. She began to feel the heat building in her pelvis, nipples hardening her breathing shallow.
“Ohhfuck awwww, ugghh oh, oh, no, no, noooo I’m cominggg aggghhhhhh!”
Her fleshy canal tightened as she foamed with juice her own blinding orgasm dominant, but Jed’s building climax also apparent getting stronger and stronger. The bug began to shake, Jed’s orgasmic effect new and exciting to it. The other bugs pulled the farmers waist back, as Daisy writhed grinding her sloppy pussy onto his prick.
“OOhhh I can’t take it againnnnnn, Aeeeeeeiieeee!” She wailed arching her back, firm tits pointing to the sky.
His burning cock plopped out of her as it erupted, spattering semen over her mound. Another two jerks of the cock filled her little belly button. Daisy’s face was a picture of disgust, witnessing a man’s ejaculation for the first time. Her mind felt him coming like no woman had done before, the seed flooding his pipe before the relief of its exit.
“Uuuuhh Jed, ugggggg no, no.” Daisy legs were still wide apart her pussy lips drooling and flexing as she involuntarily spasmed; experiencing Jed’s showering climax.
The bug’s claws caressed her sweating panting tummy; spreading Jed’s meager sticky shot. They all agreed this load was most disappointing; some improvements would have to be done here.
The newly arrived military team had set up a large antenna dish and a group of ear phoned white smocks had already begun turning dials making calculations. The infantry had taken up observation points around what was quickly becoming the base camp for what they hoped would be a planet to planet meeting. All the while the force field hummed gently; glowing a faint green in the pitch black each time the moon rays were blocked by clouds. The antenna device was transmitting and Dr Fin stood with her assistant patiently waiting for a response.
After only five minutes they got a response.
Capt Fin’s assistant saw it first and gripped her officers arm.
“What is it Jackie?” The sexy captain asked, seeing the assistant raise her finger as if to point. Jackie was in her very late teens with ringlet red hair, she looked like a coed Nicole Kidman. She had been in the military less than a year, a secondment from Cal tech. Her frightened reaction made her feel foolish, envious of the stony faced troops around her. Each was expertly masking their fear as a four legged giant bug approached out of the fog.
In the ship Daisy knelt in a corner hands tied behind her back. A silver steel collar and pole attached to the wall kept her passively upright. Jed was thankfully back in control of his body. He gave anguished cries as he tried to break free from the vertical table he was tied to. Hands and legs out bound in a star shape. The creatures worked quickly each new procedure bringing a wail of dismay, then one of discomfort from the unfortunate man as they operated on him.
Sheriff Vale took a deep breath. She needed to go on; there were surely lives at stake. Drawing her revolver she edged around the nightmare barn to look into the Farmyard. A large hole had appeared where the old Cummings harvester usually parked. Twenty feet across, it had numerous tentacles similar to the barn one, all coming from the ship entering the pit like some outrageous air-conditioning ducting. She crept to the edge but was unable to see far down; the tunnel bending and appearing to head off horizontal about two storey under ground. She got her orientation, the horror mounting again. It headed east. East to Love Creek!
In the experiment room the creatures finished their alterations to their captured specimen. The lead bug paused, its brain transmitting the orders to its eager crew.
“The intruding earth woman has come close enough, bring her to me.”
The military communication device had worked better than anyone could have expected. Capt Fin and her team had been pushing the boundaries of telepathic communication these last few years, the final result the device in front of them. It was designed for transmitting thoughts more than actual words, hopefully spanning any language barrier. And the response had been almost instant.
Crouched defensively, the armor shelled bug had come to within ten feet of the shield its antennae waving, mouth tusks chattering. The captain swallowed nervously.
“Ok Jackie. Its time I put this toy to the test.”
She raised a special pair of head phones clipping them around her ears. Other team members attached cardiograph wires to her chest and head; unsure of what effect mind communication may have on the courageous officer. Once they were all set she turned the dial on the device and her head began to fill with an unearthly buzz.
Candy’s Smith and Wesson had never been fired in anger before. In fact it had only ever been drawn once; to capture an escaped convict. Something the stunning officer had been the toast of the town for. Now its silver barrel was pointed in anger. The sheriff had suddenly become aware of shapes close by and as they became clearer her knees started to shake.
“Oh my word!” She gasped; both hands now tight on her revolver as she stood legs apart her arms outstretched her eye in line with the barrel sight.
She felt something touch her boot and gave a yelp as she was tripped. A metal tentacle lifted her feet off the ground and she tumbled over, her hands losing their grip and the revolver bouncing along the dirt.
She gave a shocked scream as she felt a hard bony appendage on her back, large dark shadows over her. The bugs close up smelt awful, their shells an oily black the creature’s underside segmented a sickly pale color. She screamed again as she was twisted around, her legs gripped by pincers. The buzz began in her head as the alien mind invaded.
The screams failed to carry to the edge of the aliens shield where the first official contact was been made. The Major, the Mayor and the quickly growing group of officials and military all waited patiently. The frustration was almost unbearable. What was she saying to it? Captain Fin had stood there for what seemed an eternity her body rigid but all sensors telling them she was alive and in direct mind contact with the beast.
The team almost jumped with surprise when finally she shuddered and snapped back into reality. They all eagerly gathered around her the creature still motionless, waiting.
“It says they will be leaving soon. They require no help.” She coughed taking a deep breath. “They breathe differently to us; the shield is for our protection their atmosphere is poisonous.”
The Mayor interrupted. “But the sheriff and poor Daisy Cummings?”
Fin shook her head still trying to regain composure.” No, it says they’re both sick but ok, inside the ship.”
The Major looked back at the creature and his blood froze. “In the ship? God help them.”
The captain nodded in resignation, something else playing on her mind. “God help us all.” She said smiling to her young assistant. “They’ve also invited us to see for ourselves.”
The alien tunnel running out from the Cummings farm narrowed to about 3 foot across as it stretched under corn field after corn field. The burrowing was like a hot knife through butter; the tentacle tips resonating to the perfect frequency to literally melt the soil and rock. The sides of the tunnel were smooth acquiring a glass like texture. Traveling arrow straight and as the crow flies it would reach the sleepy town within the hour.
Candy had regained her composure. She was the sheriff and people were depending on her. The creatures once they had disarmed her had backed off. Her arms had been bound at the wrist behind her back. The bugs spinning a silky thread as strong as steel. She had acted like a crazy woman the voices in her head seeming to make her temporally insane; until finally she kept getting the same message.
“Follow, follow, follow.”
The bugs appeared to be gesturing to the underbelly of the ship. She could see a hatch open with creatures entering and leaving like the mouth of a giant ant hole. Although they didn’t drag her she felt them slowly edging her towards it. She crossed her fingers locked behind her back and decided she had no choice but to accept.
Inside the ship she struggled to stand the corridor low and at the crash angle. The bugs helped steady her and she had a nauseating image of nature shows when you see the insects carefully carrying grubs and leaves to their nest. As she entered the mist shrouded room she realized she had made a terrible decision.
Across the room surrounded by aliens was Jed. “Oh my, Jed!” She cried recognizing the poor young man still bound star shaped to an upright table.
“Oh my God what have they done to you?”
Jed gave a embarrassed moan. Like all the young men in Love Creek he was a big fan of ‘Officer Anderson.’ Only last month he had sat in his pick up at the bar and grill watching the sheriff dress down two jocks in a Camero. She had bent over her hands on the door sill, curly blonde hair flowing over her shoulders as she spoke to the chastised and no doubt red faced young men inside.
Jed had eyed the curve of her ass, the length of her booted legs, the famous breasts masked by dangling blonde locks. As he watched in his dark cab he had eased his own cock out and began to tug gently. The boys must have been making some real excuses just to have her attention for a few more seconds; because she didn’t move from her sexy stance. Jed had wanked himself brazenly, thirty feet from her knowing any second she would move and he would have to stop, unsatisfied.
But she didn’t move and would never know of his shameful ejaculation all over his steering wheel that evening.
“Agggg sheriff help me, please Jesus oohh.”
His body was tired, his groin heavy and sore. Candy was embarrassed herself. The young mans cock was limp but swollen, small metal tubes puncturing his cocks skin. Below where his scrotum should be was a baseball size blue sphere. The thing also had metal piping attached to the outside and she thought she could see liquid bubbling inside the obscene alteration.
“Daisy where’s Daisy?” She quickly asked before she could be silenced.
Jed felt his blush building, remembering what he was forced to do and shamefully enjoyed. “They’ve got her sheriff awww.” He thought back to his wild sexual ranting. “I think I said… I mean thought, awww God no please she’s just a girl.”
Candy didn’t understand what he meant, but his anguished lament began to make her pant and stammer. The lead bug approached her and she was caught by surprise as it ripped her police shirt open the sleeves been shredded in an instant. Jed saw her white bra full and proud the straps straining to hold her load. The sharp claws of a bug snapped them and her 40 inch melons spewed out, the nipples large and pink the domed shape of the tits as perfect as the shield outside.
“Ugggggg what’s going to happen? Why? Why have you done this?” She cried her topless body been lustfully view by boy and alien alike.
The reply was clear and clinically chilling. “Be quiet you earth bitchzzz. We wish to sample your fleshzzz!”
Young Daisy was becoming very tired. The steel neck collar had been used like a rigid leash to drag her back into the warm night air. The two bugs with her didn’t pause as she tripped and struggled to keep up. They pulled her back into her crushed home, which now appeared to be an extension of the alien craft. She hardly recognized the place as a lattice of pipes and dull green beams covered the collapsed rooms.
She could hear the barking of her dog ‘Butch’ somewhere at the top of the stairs. The white tiled bathroom seemed very bright, and as she climbed the steps she saw strange equipment strewn around. She cried back to her dog fearing for his safety, these creatures could snap him in two easily.
“Butch run, run sweetie.” Then she saw him. “Oh Butch, ooohh what? Oooooohhhh pleaseeeeee noooooo!”
The blonde haired teen began to wail her hips shaking her long firm legs giving way as she was pushed in nearer to her beloved dog. The black haired hound stood barking excitedly, a turtle like skull cap linking him to the waiting bug. The dog’s long thin cock was rigid like a poker, the dangling foreskin end already dripping fluid.
Captain Fin and Jackie pulled on the helmets of their red NBC suits. The two women checked their communicators and breathing gear. The waiting bug saw they were ready and the shield parted creating a 6 foot doorway. The two women stepped through and the shield closed. They turned and gave thumbs up to the surrounding people before following the alien into the fog.
Candy was moaning her beautiful white teeth gritted her head back blonde mane whipping at the alien pinning her wrists behind her. Her husband had always been so gentle, his lips caressing her hard ends, his tongue trailing the curve of her mountainous domes. She’d married her high school sweetheart; and had never felt the roughness of a frenzied massage or the back arching shock of hungry unyielding sucking. Jed tried to free his hands but it was no use. The innocent yelping of Candy was rousing his sore cock, the metal pipes tightening around it like a cage. His altered scrotum burned, his insides aching like he was already pumping a continuous wad. It was no use he had to watch, who wouldn’t?”
All the schoolboy fantasies could not put such a debauched scene in front of him. Sheriff Vale was been molested by two of the stunted bug aliens. Her shoulders pulled back so her tits thrust out at right angles. Each alien was clawing or coiling a fat tit. Both creatures had their trunk like tongues flailing as the open dripping ends held her nipples in a permanent slurping suck.
“Ugghh mmnngggghh, ah, ah, uggghhh! Stop uhhhhh, uuhh no, no, urrrrrrrrr!”
Their tongues were like small elephant trunks, the end animated able to grasp and nip like a pair of lips. The white segmented flesh made them look like a smaller biological version of the probes that had deflowered Daisy earlier. Candy could only stare down her sweaty boobs been tugged and bounced the slime running from her sucked points down under her tits to drip onto her clench tummy.
“Awwwwwww ugh, ugh, oh, oh, ooohhhhh!”
The bugs were squeezing their tentacles coiled around her tits making the flesh swell. She felt her hair been tugged and screamed as the third holding bug curled its proboscis around to push her sexy lips apart.
Jed’s cock was now fully erect his steel veins pulsing, his purple head glistening the newly enlarge spunk hole almost big enough to put your little finger down. He gave a disgusted growl as Candy choked on the filthy appendage. Her blue eyes flashed as the tongue forced down her throat; the ends seeping slime, her body shaking at the horrendous alien French kiss.
“Ggggggggg ggggggggggg!!!”
Both Jed and Candy could hear the excited ESP chatter of the creatures as they reported back to the hive mind. How her tits tasted. How hard her nipples were; the flesh flexible but elastic. Her throat hot and wet; the creature confirming she would be able to swallow the desired load.
Realizing it was choking her the bug withdrew its tongue, his spittle wiping across her sculpted nose and dark lashed eyes. And Candy screamed as she heard both groping bugs agree to try and suck her nipples off.
“Oh shit uggh awww please no more!! Awwwwwwwwwwww!”
Jed’s blue scrotal sphere began to froth his growing discomfort quickly noticed by the bugs.
“Now earth bitchzzz, demonstrate taking the males cock in your mouthzzz.”
Candy shook her head then squealed as the creatures tongues twisted her fat nipples almost all the way around.
“Awwww ok, ok! Just stop hurting my breasts!”
She fell to her knees arms still tied her shinny wet boobs glistening with alien spittle the nipples erect like bullets. In front of her was the young man his crotch full of swollen cock and large single mechanical testicle. His thought were broadcast openly again but he didn’t blush or feel ashamed, his painful erection about to be tasted by the sexiest woman he had ever known.
Daisy began to shiver the tears welling in her eyes as the Bugs tugged her metal leash. Her neck was pulled down hard and she knew they wanted her to knell. She was jerked forward onto all fours her captors carefully turning her around so she faced away from Butch. The Bathroom was cold and cramped the bath missing, having collapsed into the room below. The two escort bugs crowded around the door frame still holding the leash, peering in watching their colleague prepare her.
“No, please you don’t have to do this! This isn’t normal uggh, please no nooo.”
The creature parted her ass cheeks, its snake like tongue caressing her anus down to her young slit. Its claws spread her lips and her pink wet hole felt the cold air. Daisy just moaned in despair. Unable to fight them off and nowhere to run to she gritted her teeth and closed her eyes.
She could hear Butch as his claws slipped on the tiled floor, his panting loud over her shoulder. The leased forced her head down, her cheek pressed on the cold tiles her arse raised.
Captain Fin tried her com link to the outside world. It just hissed, the shield creating an electric barrier through which even radio couldn’t pass. The creature she was following paused then turned and she instantly felt its mind communicating with her. She understood with scientific delight, “they don’t need any machines! Their telepathy is that advanced!”
The creature spoke to them this time far clearer than it had done earlier with their amateurish device.
“Do not waste your time with events outside the dome. Hurry we are eager for you to experience our ship.” It then continued picking its way through the fog.
Fin clicked the communicator to transmit to her partner. “Jackie, did you just hear what I heard?” The way it had just entered her head uninvited making her shiver.
Jackie’s expression was of shock her breathing steaming the inside of her face mask. She nodded slowly not wanting to attract the creature’s attention. The alien presence was no longer inside her head as it appeared they chose when to communicate, and didn’t or couldn’t just continuously scope your mind.
“What other tricks are they keeping secret?” She thought before clicking back a brief acknowledgement to Fin. “I don’t like it Captain. Not one bit.”
Fin just pointed commandingly ahead, urging Jackie to keep up with the bug. She too felt very uneasy now, but why make her young charge any more worried.
Jed’s eyes stung with the perspiration as it trickled down his brow into his sockets. But he couldn’t, or wouldn’t shut his eyes. Below him Candy was a picture of eroticism greater than any he had ever conjured in his bed time hours. Her eyes blue and wide the black lashes curling upwards, her skin tanned her cheek bones pronounced as her mouth pinched. The wet rim of her full lips glistening as she encircled the first half inch of his cock.
Mmmmmmm slurp! Uggh cough! Slurp! Mnnnnnnn!”
Her hair was bedraggled now, the bugs holding large claws full, pushing her down onto him. She tried to resist and from time to time the cock flipped out of her sliding up the side of her straight nose before her head was pulled up to devour it again. Her hands were down at her side holding herself in a kneeling position, the arms squeezing her tits together creating an almost bottomless cleavage. Below that her trouser hips bulged out, her legs and boots hidden by the floor mist.
“Ugghh Mmmnnn ah ah slurp! Mggggggg!”
The creatures pushed harder; her tongue holding back Jed’s helmet. He gave a shudder as her hot tip pressed into his enlarged spunk hole. She tried to thrash her head but just gave a pitiful sexy whimper her eyes moist as she felt his shaft delved farther into her mouth.
“Oooooooh yeahhhhh urrrggg, oh, oh, ohhhhhhhh!” Jed growled; her tender flesh and hot spittle teasing the underside rim of his helmet.
His mind was been broadcast to the room again, Candy getting a grandstand audio of his thoughts.
“Ohh God that’s good. Push her in more for fuckkks sake uggggg! Oh you lovely blonde slut uggghhh. Fuck I can feel the come, its bubbling nnggg! Suck me, suck me dry honey com’n uggghhh!”
She gave him an angry come hither glance upwards aware of the pleasure he was getting from her. Then she gagged as more of her throat was eased onto him. His cock was massive and as she swallowed his sweaty head she felt the tiny metal veins which created a lattice around his twitchy fleshy girth. Her hands came up to claw his thighs, her nails touching against his glass scrotal sphere making a hollow tapping sound.
The bugs weren’t satisfied; she was still struggling too much. The skull cap was needed.
Back in her half demolished bathroom Daisy bit her lip the tears starting. Her back sensed the hairy rib cage of Butch, his paws firmly resting on either shoulder. Like the sheriff she too was feeling a total slut, her ass pressing against the dogs hind legs the animals long pink rod stabbing her pussy over and over. The dogs cock had searched for a minute or so, Daisy wriggling the bug struggling to control its animal body. Then the wet end had finally pushed up her, the beast instantly beginning to fuck robotically its tail waging its tongue dangling from its closed jaw.
“Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh, nnnnn, nnnnnn!” She grunted, on all fours like an obedient bitch.
The cock was like a banana curving dramatically up, the floppy end deep inside her canal. She felt its balls slapping against her clit as the bug decided to push as deep as it could go. She knew her dog would also be experiencing this. It would be confused, scared, but no doubt innocently gaining instinctive animal pleasure. The bug was visibly aroused, its spiny legs shivering as it broadcasted its experiences.
“Mmm, mmmm the dog has different feelings than the man, eager to reproduce, fill the hot hole with seed as quickly as possible.”
Daisy wailed the cock blurring in and out of her sloppy cunt.
“The earth girl is in despair, the revulsion sickening her uggh, her orifice could take more but the beast is not endowed enoughzzz. Uggg her skin is tensed uuggh yess, this is pleasurable uuggghh, more. I need more penetration zzzzzzzzg!”
The dog pushed at her butt as it tried to climb further on her back, its cock curling up her another half inch.
“Awwwwwww no stop uuggghh no, no.” Her thoughts were bizarre. “Oh its going to come up me, will it make puppies? No please no, oh God, don’t make me suck it. Oh poor Butch I know you can’t help it.”
The bug wasn’t been analytical at all now. Its messages were raw and pleasurable, having aroused feelings the hive mind was unaccustomed too.
“Zzzzzggg, zzzzgggg uhh, her fat arse is slapping, her face distressed. Zzzzzzggg The dogs seed pods are tightening Zzggg its spurting Zggg Zgggg its filling her hot wet tube ZZZZzz yessss scream, young earth whore!”
The ejaculation was like three squirts of a big bore syringe, the runny spunk shooting its way up to her cervix.
“Oh, oh ugh, ugh no, no, noooooooh. Aaaawwwwwwwwwwggghhhhh!!!”
Candy’s body was now more rigid her face drawn as her cheeks muscles sucked painfully hard. The bug was in control the cap wires leading from the buxom blonde to its own head. Officer Vale’s eyes were white, rolled back in her sockets a stream of saliva running from the corner of her wide mouth dripping off her chin. Her body was not responding to her commands anymore her mind terrified as she swallowed more and more of the mans massive cock.
“Ugggggggggggg oh God ugggggghh I’m choking!” Her thoughts wailed the cock head now pushing her tonsils the slime dripping down her gullet.
The bug connected to her savored the taste of the human’s sweaty prick, the sensation of the flesh buried in her mouth. The woman’s gums made sucking easy, the full lips like an inflatable vice around the shaft, wanking the loose outer skin of the earth mans cock. It raised her hand to make the woman feel her own fat nipples the sweat making them slippery to touch.
Candy tried to let go and slip into a dream. She tried to imagine herself at home sucking her husband, but the size and depth made her retch; all the while this black sinister mind exploring her as ravenously as the cock probed her throat.
Jed was tensed like a coil about to spring. Candy had six inches of him in her mouth. He could feel the back of her tongue, her gullet narrow; see her gasping and gagging as she coughed slime out around his rod. The bugs were making her pinch her own nipples, the long nails bringing them to an erect bullet size. His tube began to fill, his groin squeezing the thick semen painfully up his narrow exit.
“Arrggggg uhhhh, uhhhhhhhhh!”
He knew he was coming so did the helpless Candy. His cock convulsed as his veins tighten and then began to flex.
Once! “Ugh”.
Twice! “Uggh.”
The solid shot was been pumped with difficulty up his shaft.
Three!” Uggggggghhhhhhh!”
The first spurt was like putting your finger over the end of a garden hose. The eruption covered the back of her throat the chunks sticking then dropping into her gullet. The bug and Candy experienced the filthy gulp together.
“Mgggg Oh shit nooo!” Candy screamed in her head, her body trying to vomit.
He came again the second spurt more fluidly, a hot piss like stream of white filling her mouth in an instant.
“Gulgggg! Urrkk gulp! Gulp! Ohhhhhhhh!”
Candy was gagging trying to swallow rather then choke. The Bug also wasn’t enjoying the experience. “Zzggggg!! Ugggggzzzz!”
It reeled back breaking the connection between itself and its captive beauty.
Candy back in control jerked her head up the cock springing out of her the spunk bubbling over her lips as she coughed frantically. She didn’t get it out in time and as his cock head touched her top teeth he spurted again, Jed bellowing.
“Uhhhh jezzz aagggggggggggggg!”
His non existent balls felt like they’d been sucked inside out. His tube was stinging as he unleashed a third stream. She gave a shriek of disbelief having to gulp again the salty liquids stink filling her nostrils, her stomach turning.
“Uggh cough! Oooh shit! Cough! Spit! Splutter, ugggg!”
She managed a few words as she opened her mouth head down, letting the semen spill over her tits like cream over two hot buns.
His cock waved upright the metal lattice flashing the flesh now dark purple bruised and battered.
“Ugghh oohhh uuuhhhhh!”
It pumped as it went; another more watery load covered her nose, lashes and eyebrows as she looked down. Then another spurt into her blonde wavy hair, the liquid still with thick droplets in it making it look like she had a really bad case of dandruff.
Candy was dazed, her mouth opening and closing, her nose and chin dripping, her tits like snowy mountain peaks. His final sixth spasm missed her completely and left a trail of slime from his cock eye almost to the floor. The shaft quickly deflated, exhausted. And Jed gave a long painful moan as he felt he was about to pass out.
As the aliens discussed the success of their alterations the reconnaissance bugs message alerted the hive. It was nearing the ship, bringing with it the two new specimens.
On the outskirts of Love Creek there is a raised well known hillock shrouded by trees. The road leading there turns to gravel before it comes to a secluded spot with a panoramic view of the town below. An ideal spot for making out, it was frequented regularly. But tonight only one car was there and the occupants writhed in the back seat the windows steaming.
The night was still and a few feet away the earth began to bubble then melt a silver blunt tentacle point appearing like a mole sniffing the night air.
Inside his father’s car the college stud couldn’t believe his luck. Sure he’d heard rumours about her, but he’d never believed them to be true. Under him, her long athletic legs hooked around his waist, was the half naked body of his chemistry teacher; the late thirties vixen they called Miss Crome.

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A Failed Dominatrix

Sitting in a white room sat a white chair, gathered around the room on the floor were hundreds of red balloons. White and red candles burned along the shelf that was at chair rail level close to 175 candles flickered and lit the room in an erotic illumination. Soft music filled the air; I believe it was Eric Clapton singing a sweet symphony of “You Look Wonderful Tonight”. My heels clicked on the parquet floor. I surveyed the room; it was beautiful and would be absolutely incredible by dark which was about 30 minutes away. I waited for him to get off work, his instructions tonight had been to come to the studio and I would be waiting for him. He worked hard all day, and sometimes I enjoyed spicing up our marriage.
I looked at my watch I had about 20 minutes until he showed up. I went into the bathroom in the back taking my outfit out of the bag. I had purchased a leather dominatrix outfit, complete with a whip and tall leather boos that pulled up to the cheeks of my ass. Once I was leathered up, I looked at myself in the mirror. My tits were tightly bound by the leather and were held up nice and perky. I applied red lipstick to my lips, and brushed out my long dark hair. I looked very sexy, and I knew it. Walking into the main ballroom, it was lit by the light of 175 candles; another 80’s song was playing on the radio that I didn’t recognize. I walked to the big window and looked out, I heard footsteps approaching the door outside, and I heard a key in the lock, the door swung open. I kept my back to the door knowing that it was him. I heard his feet on the floor. He stopped perhaps 3 feet behind me, and stopped. I still didn’t turn to greet him. He sighed heavily before he spoke,
“Baby, turn around, “he said sweetly.
I turned and faced him, I watched as his eyes started at my face and made their way down to my breast, all the way down to the tips of my boots. He looked into my eyes.
“You’re so sexy, “he said.
“Thank you, do you want to play now,” I asked.
He nodded his head and came the other three feet, his put his arms around me, and I pulled away.
“I am in the master tonight, “I said.
He raised his eyebrow and looked at me; he smirked and then stood back with his hands down to his side, in submission. I took his arm and told him to take off his shirt, and his jacket and to sit down in the white chair. He walked back over and sat in the chair. He slipped off his jacket handing it out to me and then unbuttoned his shirt handing it to me. I loved to watch him undress, I did it every night, and his chest was sleek and dark. His abs was tight and fine for his age, his dark complexion complimented by his long black hair that was past his shoulders. In the kitchen he typically kept it pulled neatly into a pony tail but tonight it was down and gorgeous. Laying his clothes down I walked over to him, in my hand I had a riding crop, I tapped him on the shoulder and then the arm and he sat still waiting for his orders.
I could feel myself getting excited,
“I want you to stand up and kiss my neck and my lips and nothing more, “I ordered.
He stood and his lips went to my neck kissing the little dip below my chin, moving down my neck I felt his wet hot tongue on my neck, he sucked and then kissed gently down my neck, making his way up to my ears he sucked my lobes and came to mouth. He held my face in his hand as his lips softly brushed against mine. His tongue parted my lips as it explored my mouth. His tongue found mine and they danced for a few minutes. My pussy was throbbing, and my nipples were hard.
“Sit down,” I said
He did as he was told and sat back in the white chair. I handed him the crop and ben over in front of him. He knew what to do he began to smack my ass with the crop; he swung down hard, the whip cracked on my ass loudly because of the leather. I reached between my legs and pulled the snaps on the crotch of my outfit. It spring up over my ass. He continued to smack me ass with the whip. I could feel the whelps starting to form. I still didn’t want him to stop it was turning me on; I spread my legs further for him. He pushed me over so my hands were touching the floor. He made me spread my legs a little further and he cracked the whip, the leather hit my pussy lips and stung like hell. I felt the wetness slipping from little cunt. He continued to hit me; I was close to having an orgasm.
“Sit back in that chair,” I instructed as I told him I stood up. He again did as he was told. Which was indeed hard for him because he was use to giving orders? “Take your cock out,” I said, he unbuckled his belt. Unbuttoning the button he unzipped his pants, reaching inside his pants he took out his cock. It was hard. It stood against his belly that was covered in black curly hair. I walked over to him and turned away from him, straddling him, my legs spread and my cunt lips were spread, I slipped the head of his hard cock into my dripping wet pussy. He moaned as he entered my hot little pussy. I was in control, I moved my legs up and down in a half squat so I could take just a little more than the head inside me. I began to move faster. His hands rested on my hips as he tried to push me down onto him. I bucked his advances but he was strong he pushed me down and I allowed his entire cock to fill my tight little pussy. He hit my cervix as he shoved me down hard. An orgasm racked my body, my pussy tightened over his cock as I came.
Standing I turned back around and faced him, I squatted facing him again taking just the head of his big dick into my wide open pussy. I slid him inside of me, he held my hips again as I rocked on him. He reached to my tits and began to pull them out of my leather outfit. He pulled the right one free, and began to suck on my hard little pink nipple. He squeezed hard as I moaned, and came down hard on his dick, he felt so good deep inside my slit. I moved my hips in a round motion as I fucked him. Hooking my feet around the legs of the chair I had all my weight on him. The balloons floated around the floor of the room when the air kicked on, creating an erotic scene as I fucked him in the chair. He fucked me harder, and then pushed me off of him. I moved off and he held me above his cock, he moved the head of his dick to the opening of my tight ass. I looked at him to plead him not to it was going to hurt and I knew that. He held his dick in his hand and moved it into my asshole, I tried to move away from him but he had me tight. In one motion he shoved his entire cock into my asshole down to his balls. I screamed and tried to move myself off of him. He was having none of it; I had lost control if I ever even had it. He began to move his cock harder into my asshole. His cock was hard and felt as though it would tear my ass in half. He grabbed and pinched my hard tits in his hand pulling my nipples far out. The pain was intense but not as bad as his dick in my ass.
I managed to get off of him; he shoved me down to the floor amongst the red balloons.
“Now baby, you move up to that chair and face me, “he said.
Sitting in the chair he took my legs and slid the boots off, and put my legs up on his shoulders. He moved his head down between my legs, his tongue caressing my clit. It was hard, and I knew I was soaking with cum. He licked at my clit and put his finger to the first knuckle inside my hole. I was getting close to cumming; he was relentless on my clit. I came, I more than came, I squirted all over his face. My legs tightened around his head, as he continued to lick my smooth little girl like pussy. My plump lips were on each side of his mouth as he continued to lick and suck at my sweet smooth little inner lips. I squirted him again in the mouth as he drank my cum down. I felt his fingers going back for my asshole. He moved off my pussy and watched as he fingers my ass.
“Your ass baby is wide open, the hole is open, and your pussy hole is round and slick, red inside and hot as hell, “he said. He began to bang his fingers hard into my pussy. He stopped and then inserted a second finger. My ass hung over the chair and my legs were still up on his shoulders. He moved his fingers in and out of my cunt for a few more seconds. He moved and began to add another finger into my puss. He then added the forth, I moaned as he worked his thumb into me. I had all of his fingers as he began to move his hand around forcing me to take more and more. I moaned loudly my pussy was full, I wasn’t sure I could take anymore. He began to lick at my little clit small circles as he forced more of his hand into my cunt. I could feel my pussy stretching tighter around his hand. I felt a pop and extreme fullness, I looked down at my cunt, and his hand was in my pussy up to the wrist. My lips were stretched out until they had disappeared, my inner lips were on each side of his wrist, and my clit was stretched out wide, the middle sticking up like a hard little cock. His tongue flicked at my clit, I was going to cum watching him fist fuck my pussy. I was so full, I realized that he was hitting my bladder and I couldn’t take anymore. I didn’t even warn him, but I began to piss hitting him in the mouth face and chest. He looked at me piss dripping from his face.
He pulled his hand out of my cunt, I watched as it slid out and was left wide open. He shoved his cock into me, and began to fuck me, he moaned as he pulled his cock out, I had expected a big pussy full of cum, instead he began to piss on my clit, I reached down to smack it hard as he pissed on it. It was so hot I could hardly stand it, the more I smacked my clit and inner little soft lips the more excited I became, I came hard as he shoved his cock back into my pussy. He moaned and grabbed my tits hard as he shoved in up to his balls and came deep with my hot folds of skin inside of my cunt. He was breathing hard, as was I.
I had failed at being a dominatrix, but, I had been fucked in my fantasy room and I had come endlessly so what difference did it really make if I couldn’t be the master, I certainly was the slave.

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