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slaver or collecter while they heal

more of my story! i am writng these stories to learn how to write better. i am the product of a public school education where if you play sports they pass you so now i am self teaching myself how to write. i hope i am getting better! please comment and help me out but like i said before don’t be an ass. I would make the stories long but I sit, write then read, read and read again . then i publish it read it again then i see all my mistakes. if you like the story let me know too.

Demonology; part 3

The warm light filtering through the tall windows warmed Amanda’s naked form. Stretching like a cat in sunlight, Amanda cracked one eye open then the other. Her husband’s still sleeping form was next to her in bed, his horns having gown exponentially in the last couple of weeks. At first it was something concerning for Amanda, but he assured her that it was perfectly natural and part of his final stages of development.
The Taipan demons, of which her husband, Balthazar was one, were the record keepers of the nine realms. They studied other species and wrote books on them. As a species advances, like humans, they take a more interested role, usually keeping to the shadows to avoid “cultural contamination” they called it. In instances like Amanda, cultural contamination can result in an advantageous situation. The Taipan females were growing to be infertile and the race was in danger of extinction. Balthazar’s marriage to Amanda was a test to see if a human woman could carry a Taipan child to term. The news was frightening to Amanda but she had no other course, she was already pregnant.
Once a week she was required to report to Balthazar’s brother Mikel for progress on the pregnancy. The incubation period for a Taipan child was about three months, so it was unclear just how long a mixed child would take and they wanted to be prepared.
Amanda got up, dressed and trudged down the hallway to Mikel’s lab. Entering without knocking she found him reading a book.
“Humans are fascinating creatures.” Mikel commented without looking up.
“How so?”
“In general.” Mikel looked up as Amanda sat in a nearby chair. “How are you feeling today?”
“Exhausted, hungry, tired, a little run down, did I mention sleepy?”
Sitting at his work bench with a stack of books around him, Mikel listened carefully committing everything to his memory. She never saw him write anything, just listen. What was eerie was that he was able to recall the smallest of detail with such precision, you’d think he was reading it.
“How much sleep did you actually get?”
“About nine hours. Which is about two more than I normally need.”
Mikel began searching his work bench for something. Amanda was still unclear of his purpose but Mikel was somewhere between doctor and mad scientist. She wouldn’t be surprised if he handed her a bottle of pills or a rat tail to carry.
Finding a small dram of a yellow liquid he handed it to her.
“Two drops on your tongue when you are ready to sleep. It should be fine for you to take. Now, about your world
”
Amanda sat back and answered question upon question about her world and what the people were like. More importantly what child birth was life for a human. In new territory herself, Amanda had to admit she knew next to nothing about it. The last two visits, Mikel had focused these appointments on her and her background and genetic information. He took some samples from her but never told her why. The change of topic from her to her old world made her sad. She missed her little house, missed her brother and missed her job as a writer. Her new world with Balthazar was fascinating, learning about his culture and their world history. She was still unsure about being a wife and mother and eventually a Queen. But, for some strange reason, she trusted Balthazar not to steer her wrong.
At the conclusion of her appointment with Mikel, she stood, taking her dram of liquid and started heading out of the room.
“One last thing
” Mikel stopped her, “I may need your help with a project. It’s one that I am sure Balthazar would not want you to be involved with but I require your expertise. Can I count on your help?”
“I need to know what I am getting into before I can make that kind of guarantee.” Amanda stopped and turned to face him.
“I need to harvest more of your kind to repopulate our species.”
Amanda stood quietly.
“Harvest?”
Mikel nodded. Amanda grew angry.
“You don’t harvest people, we don’t grow on trees.”
“Fine, acquire. I need your help.”
“With what? Kidnapping women for you to knock up?”
“I need you to guide me to a large population of females for selection.”
“You’re a pig.”
“This is from the King himself.” Mikel responded evenly.
It was hard to rile Mikel, but it was apparently easy for Amanda to lose her cool.
“I’m sure Balthazar would be very interested in knowing about this.”
“He already knows and he approves but requests that we ask permission first.”
Amanda stood staring at her brother-in-law, mouth open.
“We leave in two hours. Make your preparations.” Mikel turned away from the redhead and went back to his books.
Turning from his room, Amanda was shocked that Balthazar would agree to this sort of mass kidnapping. The more she thought about it, the angrier she got. Wondering the halls without looking where she was going, she decided that she was going to go but only to prevent them from taking these women. Maybe she would stay in her world, terminate the pregnancy and forget that she was ever in a demon dimension.
A sudden pain caused her to double over. Her stomach contorted, as if something was moving inside of her. Amanda moved her shirt up to look at her stomach, still flat but with something clearly wrong. Staggering back to her room she hoped that Balthazar was awake to help her and to answer a few questions.
At her room, she was disappointed to find them empty, but the pain had subsided for now. In a foul mood, Amanda stripped her clothes off and headed to the bathroom to bathe. Underneath the faux waterfall, Amanda tried to rinse the morning off of her. Upset and confused about what she was doing and what she wanted, she began to lather her body. Rubbing her breasts with the soap, she found her nipples to be incredibly sensitive. At first surprised, she began to explore this new development. The areolas had darkened and spread while the nipples were now erect and slightly longer. The water on them created a very pleasurable experience, it wasn’t until she rubbed them that it caused a heighten state of arousal instantly.
As her left hand explored the possibilities of nipple tweaking, her right hand instinctively went south. It didn’t take long for Amanda to work up a sweat rubbing her clit. Closing her eyes Amanda stuck her first three fingers inside her and began to work out her frustrations on herself. She only served to work herself up but was having her usual problem alleviating it. Feeling a hand on her back bend her over, she looked back and saw Balthazar taking up position behind her. He entered her easily and began to rock gently. Amanda was thankful that he had arrived when he had but she was still mad at him. Pushing back against him with force, she took her anger out on his cock. Slowly she could feel his knot beginning to swell. For now it stimulated the opening of her pussy before it became lodged inside her.
When it was clear it was not pulling free from her, Balthazar pushed harder and deeper, feeling her muscles contract around him sent ripples of pleasure throughout his body. At the height of his pleasure his body convulsed and he roared like a beast filling her with his seed once more.
Now that she was pregnant and his body have sensed it, it took a few moments for the swelling in his knot to subside enough where he could dislodge from her.
Amanda stood and turned to face her husband, a goofy look on his face. Slapping him hard, she turned and grabbed a towel and exited the waterfall.
“Blast a peirol, what has gotten into you girl?” He exclaimed watching her towel off.
“Harvest women? You really want me to help your brother harvest female humans?”
The venom caused Balthazar to stare at her for a long moment before he could register what she had said.
“Recruit. I don’t want to force anyone.”
“But you would have me go?”
“I’m going too, I figured you would want to ensure the women was coming on their own.”
Amanda stormed into their bedroom and began to dress. She wasn’t happy with this idea but she was less angry knowing that he would be with her. Balthazar came stumbling out of the bathroom toweling himself off but having caught the towel on one of his horns.
“Amanda, having been taking prisoner by those people, I would not want to suffer anyone the same fate or worse. It is important to me that you know that.”
Amanda turned and began to laugh, seeing the towel. Balthazar’s brow furrowed.
“It’s not funny.” He said.
She laughed harder. Walking up to her he bowed his head allowing her to remove the fabric for him.
“I’m not used to them yet.” He ran his hand over the smooth black horn that was now about five inches long.
“I like them.” Amanda smiled.
Balthazar sighed and smiled too.
“I don’t like to fight.”
“Then consider it over.”
She kissed his check and started to get dress. Looking over her shoulder she saw he was lost in thought.
“What is it?” She asked.
“Nothing, just a bad feeling.” Turning, he walked to his clothing and began to dress as well.
***
A short time later Balthazar and Amanda were standing with Mikel and three other demons in a room Amanda could only assume was a ritual room of some sort. It was a round room with a stone floor and the center removed for the fire pit. Incense burned causing Amanda to become slightly dizzy.
“Do we know this is going to work?” Amanda whispered to Balthazar.
“No.”
“Isn’t this a little risky and hasty?”
“We are a desperate people.”
Amanda was nervous. Balthazar had said there was no way that they could go back. How could this happen?
As if waiting for her to think it, a light floated in the air on the far side of the room that dripped light to the ground. A rip opened up before them and a blinding light greeted them from the other side.
“Go.” Mikel instructed.
One by one the demons walked through the rip, disappearing from site. Amanda looked at Balthazar and reached for his hand. Taking it, he led her through the tear and into the unknown.
There was light everywhere. It blinded them, it stuffed into their ears making them deaf, it choked the air from them. Soon Amanda realized she had let go of Balthazar and she was alone. Frantically trying to move through the soupy resistance of the interdimensional light, Amanda was afraid that she would be stuck, lost between worlds and without her beast. Grasping around as if she was in the dark, she kept bumping into something that was grabbing for her. Allowing her arms to be taken she followed through and prayed that it was a friend on the other side.
The light continued to hurt her eyes, but it was receding , color and shapes were visible.
“Well, lookee here Marlon.” She heard a man’s voice say.
Turning towards the source of the sound she tried blinking the light away. Seeing the shape of a man before her, she looked around. The shapes were starting to come into focus, there were many people around. Turning every which way, Amanda realized she was surrounded. As her vision cleared she recognized faces and wished that she had remained blind.
“Lucinda, we have a visitor. Let’s make her feel welcomed.” The smiling man stated.
Amanda screamed and the group reached for her.
***
“I won’t leave her to them.” Balthazar hissed.
“You won’t. These are the people she saved you from?” Mikel asked.
Balthazar nodded.
“Good, we have our cattle.” Mikel turned and looked at the three other demons. “Don’t kill, we need them as healthy as possible.”
They nodded in agreement.
“Any objections to this?” Mikel asked impassively.
“Just let me kill the head male.” Balthazar growled as he watched the smiling man grab Amanda by her hair.
“He is yours.”
“We need a plan.” Balthazar said. “Follow me.”
Reluctantly he retreated to Amanda’s house to plan their attack.
***
The smiling man was standing in the midst of a circle of his people. His right hand holding Amanda by her hair, he looked at his people crouched in the dirt around him.
‘Peons.’ He thought as he spoke. ‘Not one of them worth what little power they hold.’
He paused. Looking at their faces it was clear he had said something they didn’t understand. Again. Disgusted he threw the woman in the dirt at his feet.
“She stole from us. Her body is forfeit.”
Turning, the smiling man walked to the picnic bench to try once again to decipher the book that he had been pouring over for months. The circle swarmed the redheaded woman.
‘Good. Maybe her friend will come to rescue her, then we’ll be ready.’
***
Amanda screamed as a dozen pairs of hands began ripping at her clothes, pulling at her hair and pulling her into a thousand different directions. A fight broke out over her and the two men were pulled away from the group to duke it out elsewhere. A couple of women took the opportunity to hold fast to a wrist or ankle, preventing her from getting away. An overweight man with thinning hair lowered himself between her legs and smiled. He could have been a doctor or an accountant but he was here, about to become a rapist. He looked at her breasts and ran his hand across her chest apprehensively. His smile grew to a broader grin and he began to lick and bite at her nipples. He jammed his fat fingers up her pussy, roughly moving them around in an effort to get her wet. It only disgusted Amanda.
Her left hand was suddenly free. Looking over she saw that an impatient man mounted the woman holding that hand from behind. In her ecstasy the woman let her go. Taking the opportunity, Amanda punched the man with her left fist. Not her strongest hand and never having punched anyone before, she was impressed with herself that she managed to knock the guy back. The rest of the group was shocked enough that she could free herself through kicking and scratching.
The smiling man looked up and gritted his teeth. Slamming the cover closed he walked over to Amanda and grabbed her before she could gain her balance. Dragging her by her wrist, he headed straight for the house.
Inside the house was dark and there was a pungent smell of incense with herbs. There was a haze in the air that made Amanda’s eyes water. Heading up the stairs, he continued to drag her behind him, stopping at the door at the far end of the hallway. Turning the handle the threw the door open.
Amanda was shocked at how strong the smiling man really was. She tried to hit his arm, pry his hand off her and tried punching him with her other hand, but he continued to hold her in a vice like grip.
The door opened revealing a darkened bedroom. Amanda struggled to free herself, found her voice and began to scream for help. Sighing a heavy sigh, the smiling man clamped his other hand over her mouth, kicking the door behind them closed.
Inside the room, he flung Amanda on the bed and locked the door, pocketing a key. Turning he crossed his arms and watched as she tried to find a way out of the room. Pulling back the curtains she found the windows had been boarded up. Aside from the bathroom, the only other door was on the far end of the room. Pulling those doors open she found a closet full of strange things. Backing away slowly she recognized it as a BDSM closet. Whips, crops, paddles, spikes, knifes, blindfolds, gags and a host of restraints were hung up and displayed proudly.
“Oh God.” She whispered.
Looking over her shoulder at the man she was so totally unsure of what to do that she sat down on the floor.
“Please don’t hurt me.” She whispered.
“Now, where would be the fun in that?” He asked walking towards the closet.
Amanda ran for the door but found that it locked from the inside by a key and remembered that he had pocketed it a moment ago. Turning to face the man she looked around the room for anyway that she could defend herself. She was totally vulnerable.
The man moved and brought her attention back to him. He reached over and lit some incense. Then rested against the wall casually as if he was waiting for something. Amanda stood confused for a moment. Blinking heavily she could not remember how long she had been standing there. No, she wasn’t standing. She was leaning. Against something. On something. What was going on? Shaking her head she couldn’t quite clear her head. It wasn’t until the crop hit against her bare ass that clarity came. She was shackled against a heavy wooden wall that was up at an angle. Her ass burned where the leather met her skin, causing her to scream at each swing.
“I considered using a gag, but I wanted to hear how you’ll scream later.” He leaned in close to her, pulling her hair back and hissing into her ear. “You’ve caused me a lot of trouble, little girl, I should have something to show for it.”
He reached over and hit a lever. The table fell forward and landed level. Turning a crank the shackles began to withdraw into the table and pulled her limbs tight. It was a medieval rack. Amanda gritted her teeth as the tightness of her muscles began to burn from the strain. The smiling man stopped cranking and locked the crank in place. He disappeared from her vision for a moment before returning with a wicked looking machine.
“I’m going to take care of some work, in the meantime I’m going to get you ready.”
He wheeled the machine behind her and between her legs. Unable to turn around, Amanda had no idea what was happening. The sudden whir of gears turning made her heart jump. The feel of something pressing against the lips of her pussy made her whole body jump. With a click, the machine pushed forward and began fucking Amanda’s body. Unable to move, Amanda struggled to get away in vain. The smiling man walked around, needle in hand, smiling at her.
“Soon my dear.”
He injected the liquid into her arm causing Amanda to fall asleep.
***
‘It smells like dog here.’ Amanda thought as she began coming to.
Opening one eye then the other she was staring at a dog looking at her from behind a chain link fence. She tried to stand up but found that she was contorted into an awkward position and held there with wood and rope. Bent over a wide wooden board which supported her stomach she found a second board prevented her from sitting up. On her hands and knees tied to the four posts holding up the boards, she could not move. The crowd of people stood outside the fence and watched eagerly. Amanda looked around to try and make sense of what was happening.
The smiling man stood on the outside of the fence, very calmly watching her. Turning to a woman nearby he said very clearly;
“Lucinda, release the hounds.”
The man nodded and walked out of Amanda’s line of vision. Her heart raced. She did not want to be ripped apart by hungry angry dogs. But the cold nose between her legs made her realized she was not dog food, rather she was to be a dog toy.
“Are you joking?!” She struggled against her confines as the dogs began to lick her inner legs and arms.
A roar startled everyone and caused the dogs to run from Amanda’s tempting body. Looking around, Amanda watched as people began running in all directions. Struggling, she could not wiggle her way out. Silently she wondered if the smiling man had been in the navy.
Balthazar and Mikel appeared in her sight line and was advancing towards her. Conferring for a moment, Mikel turned to go a different direction as her husband approached the fence. Looking at her with murder in his eyes, he stood silently. Cries and screams in the distance kept the exchange from being totally silent.
“What happened? Were you violated?” He asked, trying to keep his anger in check.
“Only by machinery.” She explained, trying to wiggle out of the knots again. “They were going to watch a pack of dogs have their way with me.”
Balthazar entered the pen and approached her slowly.
“Are you okay?”
“Yes, I will be once I get out of this contraption.” She said, wiggling again.
Balthazar nodded but then stopped.
“What?”
“Do that again.” He asked her.
Amanda began trying to wiggle out of the ropes. Balthazar’s eyes glazed over.
“Oh no.” She warned.
Before she could explain the true danger they were in, Balthazar had already began licking her from behind.
“Stop, we got
to get
.out of her
.” She panted.
“We’re fine.” He said between licks.
“No
he’ll
ugh
.kill
..you for you
.power. Uh
” She moaned.
“No, he won’t.”
Balthazar gently flicked at his wife’s clit with his claw, catching it and causing it to bounce around and grow stiffer. Amanda’s eyes flew wide as the sensation grew more intense. In the position she was in, it served her ass up in such a tantalizing way, Balthazar could not help himself and smacked her ass hard. The stinging sensation of his hand on the welts from the riding crop sent pain shooting throughout her body and took her breath away. Another smack and Amanda began wiggling her ass. Another open palm smack. Balthazar was growing excited. Moving into position, he scratched up his wife’s leg as he impaled her with his cock. Both moaned at the sensation of penetration.
With great force, Balthazar plunged into his mate over and over again. The frenzy with which he attacked her pussy excited Amanda. Their quickies tended to be extremely pleasurable and usually resulted in something stationary breaking. This time, the only thing broken was a sweat that covered both their bodies. Grunting and growling, Balthazar suddenly pulled out and came all over her back.
Panting, Amanda sat for a moment before she asked to be released. Balthazar cut the ropes with his claws and helped her to her feet, holding her steady.
“Thanks.” Looking around she realized that the world had grown quiet. “What happened?”
“We’ve got what we came for.”
“But that man…”
“Is no longer a threat to you. He’s gone. Let’s go back to your house to get cleaned up. We have a few hours before we have to get back.”
Amanda wanted answers but also wanted a shower. Making their way to the house, it felt like it had been years since she had been home. Standing in her living room she realized that it didn’t feel like home to her. She had only spent a short time in this house. Climbing the stairs, she made her way to her bathroom and started a shower.
“You okay?” Balthazar asked walking in behind her.
“Yeah. I’m just tired.”
Balthazar nodded and disappeared from the room. The clomping of his hooves on the stairs indicated his direction. Amanda stepped into the shower and attempted to wash away the night from her body and memory.
As she came out of the bathroom drying her hair with her towel, she found Balthazar sitting on the edge of the made bed looking at a frame picture of her brother and his two kids.
“That’s my brother, Sam and his son Tom and his daughter Beth.” Amanda smiled.
“Where are they?”
Amanda began slipping on a pair of jean shorts.
“They are up in Charleston. Mandy, Sam’s wife died a couple of years ago. Complications from a surgery. It was a freak thing. Now it is just them. He does the best that he can.”
As she slipped her shirt over her head, Amanda realized she could still help her brother. Grabbing a piece of paper she began scrawling a note that left her house to her brother should something happen to her. Standing up satisfied, she took a last look around.
“I’m ready to go home.” She said softly.
Standing, Balthazar handed her the picture.
“Bring it with you.” He suggested.
Amanda looked at the photo and smiled, setting the picture down on the nearby table.
“I better not.”
Without a further word, Amanda left her house.
***
“So this is the flock you have culled from the masses?” The king asked.
Amanda, Mikel and Balthazar stood looking at the room with the five women chained to the floor.
“We can harvest
. acquire more later, father.” Mikel replied.
“That is to be seen.” Looking over at Amanda the king smiled. “How are you doing my dear?”
“So far so good.” Amanda smiled back.
There was something unsettling about the king that Amanda could not put her finger on. She had not told Balthazar about her uncomfortableness around his father.
“Splendid.” The king looked at Balthazar. “I hope for a granddaughter.” He replied softly.
Balthazar nodded as the king walked away. Looking at her husband she took his hand in hers.
“And if it is a boy?” She whispered.
“Then we hope that these females can produce.”
Amanda looked at the room with a cold eye. Had she not been attacked by them she may have felt some ounce of pity. Circumstances being what they were, she felt that they deserved a worse fate then the repopulation saviors they would be.
Mikel motioned behind him and five reptilian females entered the room, each taking up a woman and leading them from the room through a back door to bathe and prepare them.
“Ow.”
Amanda doubled over, the blinding pain came on fast this time. A tightness in her stomach that stretched her skin and made her feel full, bloated even. Standing slowly, Amanda realized that her stomach was slightly bigger. Looking at Balthazar, shock was written across her face.
“I forgot to mention, we are known for kicking in the womb, and with the hooves
” Balthazar smiled almost apologetically.
A second kick knocked the wind from Amanda. Mikel sprang into action.
“Tongue, stick out your tongue.”
Amanda obeyed and he placed a couple of drops from a small vial onto her tongue. The liquid was sweet tasting, almost like honeysuckle when things dimmed in her view.
“You’re going to sleep for a bit now, Amanda.” She heard his voice far off in the distance.
Wherever she was, she was floating. No longer needing to walking, she glided down the hallways of the castle. Her white gossamer dress flowing around her, her long red hair spilling like a cape behind her. She turned and faced a door to her left. Hand in front of the doorknob, it opened on its own. Inside was a group of humans having an orgy. They were dirty and tired looking but continuing with the sex anyway. Occasionally someone would hit, bit or punch another person otherwise the whole group moved and undulated like it was one organism.
Amanda floated out of the room and down the hall. In the next room on the right, she opened the door and found a bevy of females both human and reptilian frolicking around a small pond. A golden light shining over their beautiful naked skin. Floating towards the group, she dipped a toe in the water and felt the warmth. Willing herself lower, the dress dissolved in the water. The water felt slightly thicker than normal water and tasted sweet, like honeysuckle. A reptilian woman waded over and began suckling one of Amanda’s breasts. The sensation was amazing. She felt connected to this being, experiencing what pleasure the reptilian woman felt in addition to her own pleasure. Another reptilian woman and a human both came over. The reptilian woman took the other breast and linked into the pleasure chain that started with Amanda. The human woman lifted Amanda’s ass gently out of the liquid and began to suckle her clit. The electricity from the sensation acted like a battery for the other women in the pond. One by one they waded to the group and began to fondle, finger, suckle and caress each other. Soon a web of female bodies moved and undulated in shared and overwhelming ecstasy. There was no release but a slow and constant pleasure that was amazing and pure.
Slowly Amanda opened her eyes and realized that she was alone in the pond. She knew that she had absorbed these women but they chose that fate. Looking to her right was a lone demon female. She held her arms open to Amanda. Rushing to her Amanda wrapped her arms around the woman as well. There was a sense of urgency in her embrace. Pulling away, the demon woman began kissing Amanda deeply, creating a stirring between her legs. Reaching down, the demon woman spread Amanda’s lips apart, slipping a finger inside her. Using her thumb to rub Amanda’s clit, the demon woman worked her hand while she continued to kiss her with abandon.
Their coupling grew increasingly more intense. Leading Amanda to a nearby bed, the demon woman produced a double headed dildo from thin air. Sliding Amanda’s legs open gently, she inserted the dong and began to work it back and forth slowly. Amanda leaned back enjoying the sensation. Looking up, she wanted more, wanted to share the bliss. Pulling the demon woman on to the bed, she positioned the other head at her dark red and swollen lips and pulled her close. Amanda watched the face of the demon woman as she was filled. Their pussy lips touched with the dildo between them. Rocking back and forth, rubbing their clits against each other created a world of pleasures that they circuited between each other, driving the other to a more extreme state of arousal and pleasure.
The demon woman began to rub her breasts and pant and she rocked and undulated against Amanda. Her voice began to rise in levels as she grew closer to her climax. Watching the woman alone was enough to get Amanda close to climaxing, but the physical experience was almost too much for her to handle. Arching her back and thrusting her hips forward Amanda launched into her own orgasm. A second later the demon woman came, shuddering and shrieking.
Looking up, Amanda was alone on the bed and dressed in her white dress again. Rising above the bed she floated out of the room and into the hall once more.
The hallway seemed darker, like a storm was on the horizon. Floating into the next room, Amanda found herself in the dark. Falling to the ground she felt the cold stone beneath her and the presence of another in the room. A flash of lightning through one of the windows revealed she was in a minimally decorated room, with one fainting couch and a table in the room. Walking over to the couch, she sat down. The next flash of lightning revealed the smiling man in front of her, smiling.
Amanda screamed but felt powerless to move away, her body paralyzed with fear. The smiling man pushed her back on the couch and unbuttoned his shirt carefully.
“You’ve caused me a lot of trouble, little girl, I should have something to show for it.”
He began removing his pants when Amanda felt motion in her limbs once more. Trying to bolt from the room, the smiling man grabbed her easily, ripping her dress in the process. Throwing her back on to the couch, he felt under her dress and found what he was looking for. Not bothering to remove the pants, he thrusted forward and entered Amanda in a single motion. Running a hand into her hair, he held her tightly in his grip, slowly making love to her.
Amanda felt sickened and repulsed while her body reciprocated this feeling. The smiling man kissed up her neck to her face and before she realized it, she was returning his kisses. Wrapping her arms around his neck and her legs around his body she pulled him deeper into her. Raising his head, the smiling man began laughing and faded away.
Amanda sat up and locked around, instantly her body began to rise from the ground and she floated out of the room and back into the hallway. Looking the direction she was heading she noticed hundreds of doors in the hallway and she knew she had to go into each one of them.
***
“What is going on with her?” Balthazar asked watching his wife’s body thrash about on the bed.
“The child is in the growth state of development and her body is not able to keep up. She’s been experiencing the pain for a short time but chose to keep it concealed. It was only going to get worse for her. So now, we keep her sedated until the child is ready to be birthed. Otherwise the pain will come to such a point that she will beg us to kill her.”
“Why is she tossing and turning, is it the pain?” Balthazar asked frantic that he was unable to help her.
“No, she is dreaming. Must be scary monsters.”
Mikel turned and exited the room as Balthazar watched his wife, terrified that he would be losing her soon.
…to be continued.

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Coming To Mom’s Rescue

“You son-of-a-bitch. Get out!” Brenda Connelly screamed at her husband.
“Karen just let me explain.” The words had barely gotten out of his mouth before he had to duck to avoid being hit by a vase she had thrown across the room.
“I told you to get out!” Brenda screamed again. “I packed your fucking bags. Now go be with your lover!”
It was over. Twenty-one years of marriage was over. David Connelly knew there was no use and in a way a strong sense of relief rushed over him. Turning he picked up his luggage and walked into the hallway. Then stopping he looked back at Brenda.
“I’m sorry Brenda. Tell the kids I am sorry.”
Brenda did not say a word but stood her back toward him waiting for him to leave.
When she heard the front door close Brenda turned and stared at the bed. It had been in this bed both of their children had been conceived. It was in this bed they had made love hundreds of time until his desire for her began to die. It was in this bed that she found the reason several weeks earlier when she had come home from a business trip and found him not with another woman but another man.
As she stood looking at the king size suite she began to sob. It would have hurt had it been another woman but another man? What was wrong with her? What had she not done? A thousand questions rushed through her mind as she threw herself across the mattress her body racked with despair.
Brenda rolled over and looked at the picture on the nightstand. It seemed the only good things that had come of her marriage were her children. There was 21 year old Brian. He looked like a younger version of his father only much more muscular. He had inherited his father’s Italian genes. Tall with coal black hair and piercing brown eyes Brian had more than his share of girlfriends.
Her daughter Sandra had been a bit more of the rebel. Almost twenty she had been blessed not only with her mother’s Irish red hair but her mother’s D cup breasts as well. Sandra had left home and moved in with her brother six months earlier when her father had caught her sucking off the next door neighbors son. She was quickly becoming a bit of a slut and they had thought sending her to stay with her brother would help calm her down.
As Brenda stared at the picture she knew she would have to tell them. How would they accept it? She was not exactly sure. Their father had not gone out of his way to be close to his children but then it’s not every day you find out your father is gay. Still they had to know.
Brenda sat up by the side of the bed. Wiping tears from her eyes she lifted the phone. After dialing Brian’s number she waited for an answer. Finally his voice came over the line.
“Brian? Hi honey this is mom.” Brenda said.
“Mom? Oh hi. How are you.” Brian replied. Brenda thought she heard the faint moaning of someone in the background.
“Is everything ok Brian?” Brenda asked.
“Oh. Ahh. Yes. Yes mom. Everything is just fine” Brian replied in a bit of a flushed voice.
“Listen. I really hate to bother you but I need to talk to you and your sister. Can you come over tonight?” Brenda said.
“Now?” Brian replied. “Mom I don’t know if we.”
Brenda interrupted him. “Brian please. I really need to talk to the two of you. It’s very, very important.”
There was silence for a few seconds then Brian’s voice came back over the phone.
“Ok. Ok Mom. We can be there in about an two hours.” Brian said.
“Good. ” his mother replied. “Oh and Brian would you please stop at the liquor store and pick me up a bottle of rum? I really need a drink.”
“Sure. Anything you say.” Brian replied in a concerned voice. “We’ll be there soon.”
Brenda hung the phone up. Looking into the mirror opposite the room Brenda thought about the turn of events that was changing her life. Standing up she began to unclothe. Finally standing nude the woman looked at the reflection in the mirror.
“What’s wrong with me?” she asked. Her tits were still firm and her body in shape. Brenda had been an avid runner and as she turned to the side she could see that even in her forties her ass was still high and tight.
Brenda stood taking inventory of herself for a few moments then walked into the bathroom. Turning the shower on she waited for the water to warm then stepped in. Leaning against the wall another rush of anger and hurt passed through her. The warm water blended with her tears as she tried to understand her husband’s betrayal.
“We have to go to Mom’s.” Brian said. “Something’s wrong.”
“What is it? Is she hurt?” Sandra looked at her brother and asked.
“No. Nothing like that.” Brian replied. “You heard me. I told her it would be a bit.”
The look on Sandra Connelly’s face reverted back to one of lust. Sliding her hands up her brother’s muscular shoulders the young woman began to thrust her crotch up.
“Good. Because you need to cum to don’t you big brother.”
Brian smiled down at his naked sister lying under him. Her tan legs slid up around his waist and clamped down pulling his thick cock deep into her tight wet pussy.
Unknown to their parents Brian and Sandra had been incestuously involved for two years. It had begun innocently enough. Sandra liked to tease. Brian liked to be teased. Then came the night when their parents were away for a weekend. The two had smoked grass and Brian had dared her to do an erotic dance for him. Before it was over she was spread eagle on the couch and Brian brought her to her first orally inspired orgasm.
The two dated other people though and there was a small circle of intimate friends who knew and approved of their sexual relationship. It was not uncommon for orgies to occur at Brian’s apartment and he even had been involved in several threesomes with his sister and other women.
“I need your cum Brian. I need it right here.” Sandra pleaded with him as he began to fuck her juicy hole. Sandra lifted her fingers and slid them across her face and lips.
Brian let out a groan.
“Damn sis. You are such a fucking slut.” Brian commented as he began to thrust.
“Maybe but I’m your slut big brother. Now fuck me. Get it fast and hard.” Sandra pleaded.
Sandra unwrapped her legs and Brian began to fuck his sister in such a fashion that the headboard slapped the wall over and over. Her pussy clamped down on his cock with each down thrust and Brian knew her vice like grip on his cock was going to soon siend him over the edge.
The young woman slid her hands down and cupped her large tits. Lifting one she stuck her tongue out and began to lick her own nipple then alternated to the other. The sight of it, coupled with the taboo of fucking his own sister was bringing Brian to climax rapidly.
“Oh fuck Sandra. Damn it’s close.” Brian cried out. He could feel the sexual release building in his balls.
Sandra had already cum three times. That was one thing about her brother. He was a sexual gentleman. Making sure the woman is satisfied before reaching his own gratification.
“Oh Brian. Bring it up here. Tit fuck me.” Sandra pleaded.
Brian did not have to be told twice. He pulled his sex wet cock from his sister cunt and quickly straddled her belly. Sandra reached down and wrapped her firm yet soft boob flesh around his manhood. His cock was so saturated with her cunt juices there was no need for further lubrication.
The young stud began to thrust back and forth. Each shift forward Sandra would lick his hot cock knob wet with her own pussy honey and his leaking pre-cum. The friction on his cock was more than Brian could stand.
“Oh shit honey..I’m…..” Brian’s words trailed off. His cock head flared and a blast of cum flew directly into Sandra’s mouth. Releasing his cock from the confines of her tits, Sandra grabbed his cock and began jerking aiming the spewing dick at her face.
Brother and sister moaned loudly as he released his sperm on her full lips and creamy cheeks. Sandra loved the taste and feel of cum. Weather being spewed from a male or a female. Her fist flew up and down his dick coaxing all cock cream he had from his nuts.
Her lips full coated with sperm Sandra leaned up and sucked his cock into her hungry mouth. Damn she wanted more but she had given him a work out that would last for a bit. The sensation of it was more than Brian could stand.
Pulling back from his sister his cock escaped from her lips with a loud plop. Brian looked down at her as she rubbed his cum into her cheeks and breasts.
“You’re a fucking mess.” Brian laughed.
“It’s all your fault asshole.” Sandra said the laughed with her brother.
Brian rolled off his sister then Sandra scooted to the side of the bed and stood up. As she did droplets of cum fell from her right cheek onto her nipple.
Sandra started to lift it and lick it up. Then she walked over to her brother.
“You know you want it Brian.” Sandra said as she held her breast up to him.
“No fucking way sis. I ain’t gay.” Brian protested.
“Come on Brian. I taste my own pussy. Besides it would not mean your gay or even bisexual.”
Brian thought about it for a moment.
“Shit. Oh well.” He said as he pulled his sister to him. Brian’s tongue flicked out and licked at the cum covered nipple.
“Not bad. Salty but not bad.” Brian thought as he sucked his own juice from her tits.
Sandra moaned looking down at her brother. Her wicked little mind was going into sexual overtime. There were so many things she wanted to try with him but it would take one day at a time.
The young couple separated and a few moments later soaping each other’s backs in the shower the subject turned to their mother.
“What do you think is wrong Brian?” Sandra said as his strong hands caressed her back.
“I don’t know but we need to get over there. It really has me worried.” Brian responded.
Sandra was bent slightly as she let her brother wash her ass then pussy. She was so sexy. He loved that heart shaped derriere and as he caressed the soft flesh his cock began to harden. Standing up his cock head pressed against the rosebud of her butt.
“Look’s like someone’s up again.” Sandra laughed pressing back against his erection.
“I know but we really need to get to mom’s” Brian protested.
Sandra did not say a word. Reaching behind her she grasped his cock pulling the head against her hot asshole. Brian watched as she pushed back against him. The tight ring of her anus began to give way and accept his again bloated cock head.
“Sandra..we..have to..oh damn it” Brian tried to protest.
As Sandra took his cock into her horny butt she looked over her shoulder.
“Later baby. Later.”
“Mom? We’re here. Mom?” Brian called out as he pushed the door open just off the kitchen.
Stepping inside Brian sat the new bottle of rum on the counter by the refrigerator. He then noticed another bottle, almost empty, also on the counter. His sister walked in behind him and closed the door.
“Mom?” Sandra called out.
“Well it took you two long enough to get here.” Brenda said as she walked into the kitchen.
Brenda had showered and changed before the two arrived and was wearing a short dark green lace see through robe. The top was open revealing a generous portion of cleavage.
“Good thing I found that.” Brenda said pointing at the almost empty bottle.
It was obvious to Brian and Sandra that their mother had indulged in a bit too much alcohol. While she was not drunk her words were a bit slurred.
Brian could not help notice his mother’s cleavage and felt a stirring inside his cargo shorts.
“Sorry Mom. We got held up in traffic. There was an accident.” Sandra lied.
Like her brother Sandra was also noticing her mother’s revealing state. Brenda usually dressed conservatively around them. Why their mother would dress this way was a bit of a mystery to her but there was no denying the stirring Sandra was feeling in her pussy as her mother walked to the kitchen table, breasts swaying under the thin material.
“Brian would you be a dear and fix us all a drink? I have something I need to tell both of you.” Brenda told her son.
“Mom are you sure you need another one?” Brian asked worriedly.
“Just do it. Make it strong. Make both of yours strong too. You’re going to need it.” Brenda insisted.
Brian did as his mother requested, gave his mother and sister their respective glasses then sat at the table with Brenda and Sandra. The three took sips of their drinks then Brenda leaned forward in her chair. Her large breasts rested on the edge of the table. Brian could almost see her right tit entirely as the material pushed opened.
“So what gives mom? What is this all about.” Sandra asked, also noticing her mother’s breasts becoming more and more exposed.
Brenda then began to explain to her children what had happened. How she had come home from her business trip early and found their father in bed with another man. In her alcohol induced state she told them how she had walked in and found him fucking his lover from behind. Then she told them of their decision to divorce.
The thought of their father having sex with another man disgusted Brian but her mothers in depth description was actually turning Sandra on. She felt herself becoming moist under her short jean skirt and she was certain her mother could see her nipples becoming hard through her white cotton top.
“I hated to tell you both this but I knew you would find out sooner or later and I thought it best to be sooner.” Brenda told them before turning her glass up and finishing her drink. She then handed the glass to Brian and put in another order.
“Mom I really don’t think you should drink anymore. That is not going to change this.” Brian protested.
“Brian I think Mom could use a little something else to help calm her.” Sandra said.
“Sandra I don’t think mom would…” his words were interrupted by his sister.
“Mom would you like to smoke a joint?” Sandra looked at her mother and asked.
“Pot?” Brenda replied surprised. “I didn’t know you too smoked pot.”
Brenda thought about it for a moment. She was not certain she should. It had been sometime since she had indulged in cannabis. It had a tendency to make her extremely horny. What if she became turned on? After a few moments she dismissed the thought. These were her children. She would be safe.
“Well. OK. I guess I could certainly use some.” Brenda finally agreed.
“But I still want a drink.” She looked at Brian and said.
Brian stood up, reached in his pocket and produced a bag of reefer and rolling papers. He slid them across the table to Sandra before turning to get his mother yet another rum and coke. Brenda did not say a word but watched as her daughter opened the bag and papers and began expertly rolling two joints.
As Sandra watched, her eyes trailed down her daughter’s neck and to her chest. She could see Sandra’s nipples hard through the cotton material of her shirt. For a second Brenda felt a tingle in her pussy then looked over at Brian.
As he mixed her drink, back toward her Brenda noticed his strong muscular body. It was evident that he worked out frequently. His firm muscles were visible through his tight tee shirt. She wondered how many young women had already wrapped their legs around his waist and for a second she had a mental image of his ass rising and falling as he pumped some slut’s pussy.
Brian sat down then watched as Sandra handed the joint across the table to her mother. When Brenda leaned forward her robe gapped open enough that Brian could clearly see one breast. Her nipple and areola were hard and Brian felt his cock stiffen right away.
Brenda took the joint from Sandra and sat back. For the first time in their lives brother and sister watched as the woman who brought them in the world lifted the joint to her full lips and lit it. Brian was aroused watching her full lips wrap around the end of the joint and for and wished it was his cock instead.
The mother inhaled and held it for a moment before flying into a coughing fit that overtook her for a few seconds. She then took a sip of her drink and inhaled yet again. Releasing the smoke in the air Brenda threw her head back as the pot sensation began to pour through her. She began to feel her pussy come alive.
“Damn I forgot how good that was.” Brenda said before inhaling again.
Sandra had lit the other one and puffed before handing it to her brother.
“You mean you’ve smoked pot before?” Sandra said as she exhaled.
“Oh yes honey. Many times.” Her mother replied. “It’s been awhile but I forgot how good it makes me feel.” Brian was catching a quick buzz as well. His mother moved the chair back and pulled one leg up. Much to his surprise her crotch came into full view as her robe pulled to the side.
“You know Mom. Dad is a damn fool.” Brian said before toking again.
“Why is that?” Brenda said.
“Well forgive me for putting it so bluntly but you are a fine ass woman mom.” Brian stated as he exhaled. “I mean I know you are my mother but shit you have one hell of a body.”
“That’s right mom.” Sandra agreed. “You are really hot. I mean I don’t fault Dad if he found his true sexuality but you are so sexy I don’t understand why he would not want to at least share you. I mean could you imagine having two cocks at one time?”
Even through her high that was becoming more intense Brenda felt herself blush. She also felt her juices beginning to flow more. She could not believe she was having this type of conversation with her off spring.
“You two are kidding right? You find me sexy? Your mother?” Brenda said. “And as for your father I don’t know if I could handle being in bed with him and another man.”
Sandra was becoming more forthcoming. “Don’t knock it till you’ve tried it mom. I mean two hard cocks sliding in and out of your pussy and ass at the same time. It’s really hot.”
Brian could not believe what his sister was saying. He looked over at his mother and could see her blushing and her face reddening. He also saw her breathing was increasing. What his sister was telling their mother was obviously arousing her.
“Really and just how the hell would you know that young lady?” Brenda inquired of her daughter.
Sandra released a puff of smoke and blew it across the table at her mother.
“I’ll never tell” she teased before inhaling again.
Brenda’s curiosity was picking up about her daughter’s sex life. Suddenly the problems with her husband had been regulated to the back of her mind. Her son had been quiet and Brenda turned her attention to him.
“Do you know about this? What your sister does?” his mother asked.
“Well yes mom I do.” Brian confessed.
The three were now buzzing wildly. The sexual tension in the room was also increasing as their conversation proceeded.
“In fact mom Brian was present.” Sandra said as she stood up and moved to the chair next to her mother.
“Present? You mean he watched you?” Brenda asked. Her heart was beating a mile a moment now and though it was wrong she felt her clit begin to throb.
“No. More than that.” Sandra said as she took the joint from her mother’s hand and inhaled.
Then Sandra looked her mother in the eyes.
“I love to fuck mom but only one man gets to stick his big hard cock in my asshole.” Sandra said.
The realization hit Brenda like a ton of bricks. Her eyes widened as mental images of what Sandra was describing began to fill her head.
“Oh my god. You mean you and your brother are having sex?” Brenda asked stunned.
Sandra did not say a word but stood and walked around to where her brother was.
“Stand up Brian.” The hot sister told her brother.
Brian was too stoned and horny to protest. As he stood Sandra sunk to her knees in front of him. Brenda could not believe what she was seeing as her daughter slowly unzipped his fly. Reaching in his shorts she pulled out the largest penis her mother had ever seen. It fell out straight even with Sandra’s face and Brenda could see he was leaking pre-cum.
“Oh shit” Brenda moaned as she felt her pussy lips begin to swell. His dick was not quite nine inches long and appeared to be almost at thick as her wrist. Brenda watched through lust glazed eyes as her daughter slowly began to jack her son.
“He might cum too son if I suck him now.” Sandra stated after a few seconds of stroking.
Reaching down Sandra took the bottom of her shirt and quickly pulled it over her head.
Brian also removed his shirt as his sister turned toward her mother. Her full firm tits stood out proudly as she closed the distance between them.
“You should know something else mom.” Sandra said as she placed her hands on her mother’s shoulders.
Brenda looked up. Two young beautiful tits were swaying just in front of her. It had been years since her own experiences with other women. She knew it was wrong. It was taboo.but her mouth was watering for her daughters breasts.
“I like women too.” Sandra said then pulled her mother too her. Sandra gasped as Brenda’s lips slid around her thick hot nipples.
Now completely naked Brian stood behind his sister. Sandra leaned her head back to kiss him deeply as their mother madly worked her tits over with her mouth. Brian undid Sandra’s jean skirt and let it fall to the floor revealing her naked ass.
“Get her ready for me Sandra. Get her hot.” Brian said. As much taboo as he and his sister had broken he could not believe he was now standing in his parent’s kitchen having about to have sex with his mother.
Sandra pulled back from Brenda. Her mother moaned a small whimper of protest then Sandra took her by the hand and stood her up. The two women’s eyes lust locked on each other for a moment before they embraced. Their full lips opened and tongue intertwined as Sandra reached down and undid the loose knot in her mother’s robe. Pushing it open her hands slid up to pinch and caress Brenda’s tits.
Brenda responded likewise taking her daughter’s nipples in her fingers and rolling them. The sensation caused Sandra to push her naked crotch against her mother’s.
Sandra pushed Brenda back and urged her mother to sit on the edge of the large oak table. Brenda leaned back on her elbows, her tits proudly displayed for daughter and son as Sandra began to kiss and lick her way down her mother’s belly. Her head was swimming not only with marijuana induced high but lust. She flinched when Sandra kissed her mound just above her clit.
Brain moved to the side of the table and began to kiss and lick his mother’s tits. They were so full and beautiful like his sisters. He was already hoping to have an opportunity to shove his member between them as he had done earlier in the evening with Sandra. Brian kissed his way up. His lips met his mothers and their tongues intertwined as he grasped first one then the other breast with his hand.
Suddenly Brenda broke her lips from Brian.
“Oh fuck yes” Brenda squealed loudly before her words became unintelligible giving way to a high pitched squeal.
Sandra had spread her mother’s juicy swollen pussy lips wide and back making her clit stand out proudly. Her tongue extended she had begun to work the sexy digit over in a figure eight motion. The feeling of it caused Brenda’s thighs to tremble wildly.
“Damn it yes eat me. Please eat me” the in heat mothers begged before her son locked his mouth over hers. Again her moans were muffled as her daughter worked to bring her to orgasm.
The taste and taboo of eating her mother was overwhelming to Sandra. She moved one hand down and inserted two fingers in her own tight hole finger fucking herself wildly. Her lips fastened down onto her mothers wetness as her tongue went wild searching out every sexual never she could possibly find inside Brenda with it.
Brenda was shaking all over. Her cunt was on fire. It had been years since she had been eaten like this and had forgotten how good it felt to be orally serviced by another female. She had crossed a sexual boundry never to return but for the moment it did not matter. All she wanted was to cum. To cum wildly and it did not matter that it would be at the hands of her own children.
Brian climbed up on the table. His mother was still leaning back oh her elbows as Sandra ate her. Kneeling to her right the young stud aimed his rock hard penis at his mother’s face.
“Open your mouth” Brian commanded.
She did not have to be told twice. Brian’s cock slid past her full lips into the warmth of a sexual cavern that could only be equaled by his sister. As his mother began to suck the pre-cum dripping head he knew it would take all of his will power not to unload in her mouth but he was determined to hold out as long as possible.
Sandra was licking wildly. By the way her mother was juicing she knew it would not be long before she was rewarded with the cunt honey she so rightfully deserved. Pulling her fingers from her own drippy hole she pushed them into her mothers pussy. Curving them upwards to the ten o’clock position she found to her delight her mothers G-spot was in the exact same position as her own.
Brenda yanked her lips from around Brian’s cock.
“Oh fuck how did you know…Brenda’s words again were lost as her squeals reverberated off the kitchen walls.
Sandra fastened her lips on her mother’s clit, licking it rapidly as she massaged her mothers G-spot. She wanted it. She needed it. She was practically begging for her mother’s feminine cum.
Brenda felt it. The heat began to rise intensely in her cunt and belly. She could not longer support herself and lay back on the table fully. Then the first wave or orgasm was so intense it almost sat her straight up.
“Cummmming” the woman screamed loudly as her vagina and clit went into orgasmic convulsions.
Sandra was caught off guard by the first blast of pussy juice that erupted from between Brenda’s swollen lips. It just missed her chin landing on the young woman’s throat and running down on her swaying breasts.
Sandra finger fucked her mother faster and moved back. She then pulled Brenda’s pussy lips opened and a large squirt of cunt juices landed directly on her face. Unable to resist she covered her mother’s cunt with her mouth and buried her tongue in deep sucking her mothers wet hot sex as it poured into her mouth.
Brenda was shaking so hard the table was literally moving. There were no words but the muffled moans of her daughter into her cunt and her own high pitched squeals. So caught up in her own orgasm she was unable to suck Brian’s cock. He had leaned back and was slowly jerking his stiff dick as his sister worked their mother through orgasm.
Finally Brenda eased herself back onto her elbows. Looking down she could see and feel Sandra slow her licking. Past her trim bush she watched as Sandra slowly, reluctantly pulled her tongue from her pussy. A strand of juice hung from her bottom lip and fell onto Sandra’s breast as she pulled away.
It was one of the most erotic sights Brian had ever witnessed. His sister had brought their mother to an intensive orally induced orgasm. He had previously thought seeing her face covered with his own sperm was hot but now her face and chest covered with their mothers sex juice definitely took top erotic honors.
Sandra stood. Walking to the side of the table she leaned over and kissed Brenda deeply. Her hand slid back down Brenda’s stomach to squeeze her mother’s now juice drenched crotch. Brenda moaned at the feel and also to the taste of her own cum.
“Do you think she’s ready?” Brian asked interrupting the female couple.
Sandra’s middle finger darted in and out of Brenda’s tight hole.
“I think so honey.” Sandra responded as Brian leaned across to kiss his sister.
Brenda sat up. Arms extended behind her to support herself. Her breasts standing out proudly as the final spasms of her orgasm faded.
She looked first at her son with his cock standing stiff then at her daughter, face glazed with cunt juice.
“Hey doesn’t your mother have a say in this?” Brenda asked teasingly as Brian slid off the table.
Sandra kissed her mother on the lips.
“No mom you don’t.” she smiled and said before frenching her mother deeply.
Sandra then stood up straight and brushed her hair back. Reaching over she found the remnants of her drink.
“One thing is for sure. We need a bigger fuck area” she stated before swallowing the balance of it.
Brian scooped his mother up in his arms.
“Come on sis. Mom has a pretty big bed as I recall.” Brian said as he carried her through the living room.
“Hey bring the pot up and fix some drinks” Brian called out as he began to carry Brenda up the stairs.
Brenda gave no hint of resistance. She knew the wildest night of sex she had ever had was only beginning.
As Brian carried his mother upstairs Sandra gathered the rum, pot and glasses and found a small tray to carry all the materials upstairs. Glancing down she noticed her tits still wet with her mothers pussy juices.
Lifting first one then the breasts she licked the sweet nectar from her tits. Taking her time she sucked her own nipples then finally released them.
“God I’m fucking horny” she thought before grabbing the tray and proceeding to her mother’s bedroom. Her straight red hair flowed behind her and breasts jiggled as she bounded the stairs.
Just before reaching her mother’s room she heard Brenda’s voice cry out in loud pleasure.
As Sandra turned the corner she saw her mother was on all fours. Her brother was behind her holding her ass cheeks wide. His face buried between them, head shaking side to side.
“Fuck you motherfucker yes. Eat my hot asshole” Brenda squealed.
Brian was indulging in on e of his fetishes. Rimming a woman’s butt. He loved doing that and Sandra knew exactly the pleasure he was giving their mother.
Sandra started to jump on the bed with the two but decided to give into one of her own fetishes. Voyeurism. Lighting the remnants of one of the joints Sandra inhaled as she watched Brian tongue their mother’s ass.
Brenda was in erotic heaven. She had never had anyone rim her ass before. Where had he learned this? It certainly was not from his father. The man did not even like eating pussy much less tongue probing a woman’s back door.
“Brian I can’t stand it anymore. Please honey. Please fuck me” his mother begged.
Brian was torn. Her ass tasted so good. Still wet with the juices his sister had created that had seeped between her cheeks. His cock however was demanding to be satisfied. To be wrapped with the sweet tight mature flesh where he had come from.
His mother leaned forward pushing her breasts into the mattress and her ass high in the air. Her horny son moved behind her. Grasping his shaft he placed the bulbous head to his mother sticky but slick pussy lips.
“Yessss” Brenda moaned as she felt his cock head part the entrance to her sex canal. For the moment this was not her son. He was a stud. A real stud. One his father could never be. Her eyes widened as the largest cock she had ever allowed in herself began to slide into her slippery tunnel.
Brian moaned loudly. She was older but she was tight. As tight as his sister. Brian watched as her pussy seemingly sucked at his dick. Begging it to come inside.
“Fuck Brian. That feels so fucking good.” Brenda cried out as inch after inch his hard cock flesh eased inside her.
Sandra moved over to a lounge chair across the room. After sitting back she lifted the joint to her lips with one hand while the other teased her left nipple. Her eyes watched in lust filled amazement as her brother’s ass muscles flexed, working his cock into their mother.
“Fuck her Brian. Fuck our slut mother hard.” Sandra said encouraging her brother. She knew how good it felt. How good it was to have him taking her from behind filling each horny inch of her pussy with stud meat. She knew exactly the pleasure her mother was feeling.
Looking over at her Brian continued to slide his fleshy shaft into Brenda. Sandra sat the joint aside and threw one leg over the edge of the lounge chair. One hand peeled her wet vulva open while she teased her clit with the other.
“Come over and join us honey.” Brian said to his sister as he grasped his mother’s hips.
“Not yet. I want to watch.” Sandra responded as she slowly rubbed her clit in circles.
Brenda slid her hands under herself to pinch and pull at her nipples. Her son’s cock was now fully imbedded in her. The head of it, the shaft, all of his penis was touching previously unexplored areas of her pussy. Now she wanted it. She wanted to be screwed like some sort of street whore.
“Come on baby. Slam it to me. Give it to mother. Hard. Come on. Fuck me like you would fuck your sister.” Brenda demanded.
Brian pulled back until almost all of his cock was out of Brenda’s hole. He then slid in slowly. Then out. Then back in. With each thrust gaining momentum and speed.
Brenda pushed herself up on her hands thrusting her pussy back at him.
“That’s it. That’s it honey. Come on. I need it. I need it so bad.” Brenda cried out.
As they fucked Brenda had suspended herself just high enough that with each thrust her nipples scraped the bed-sheets. The sensation was sending shocks of pleasure from her breasts directly to her clit.
“Oh god. It feels so fucking good.” Brenda squealed. Her pussy so full of her sons cock. She did not think the pleasure could get any better.
Sandra was finger fucking herself rapidly now. The porn movie like sight before her was intense. Finally she could take it no longer and moved over to the bed.
Kneeling beside her mother her tits swayed from the motion of her brother fucking Brenda. Through lust glazed eyes she watched his cock slide in and out of their mother glistening with her juices.
Brenda slid her left hand down and around Sandra’s thigh. She was in a position where she could not quite reach thee young woman’s pussy. She was about to instruct Sandra to lay down where she could return her daughters oral favors from earlier.
Then she felt it.
“Aieeeeeeee. That’s it. Fuck my assshole too!” Brenda announced loudly.
Sandra had slid her right hand down her mother’s cheeks and shoved her middle finger third knuckle deep in her butt. As her brother continued fucking Brenda, Sandra finger fucked her ass in a perfectly timed rhythm.
The feel of it all. Sandra’s finger in her ass. Her son’s fucking. His balls slapping her clit with each inward stroke were too much for Brenda to bare.
“It’s cumming again!” Brenda squealed before shaking her head from side to side. Again her words became a series of squeals as yet another thunderous orgasm raked her body.
Sandra looked at her brother.
“Don’t you dare cum yet.” Sandra demanded looking at Brian with eyes of intent. It took all of his will power. Brenda’s pussy was clamping down, milking his stiff prick. It felt so good. It was not his first threesome but never before had he had one so sexually intense.
Brenda’s juices spewed from around his cock. Her love honey hit his crotch and dripped down the front of his legs. It was almost more than Brian could take. Here he was with two of the most beautiful women he knew. His mother and sister naked and acting like complete sluts. What more could a young stud ask for.
The horny mother’s second orgasm began to subside. A whimper of protest escaped her lips as he pulled his juiced up cock from her.
“Roll over mom.” Sandra demanded. The young woman had taken on a bit of a demanding roll.
Brenda did as Sandra instructed. Her tits jiggled as she quickly lay down legs spread.
No sooner had Brenda lain down then Sandra threw her left leg over her mother’s chest.
“Eat me bitch.” Sandra commanded.
Brenda was caught a bit by surprise by Sandra’s statement. She had never talked to her like that before. Brenda had no chance to protest as Sandra lowered her hot slick cunt directly on her mother’s mouth.
The taste and scent were unreal. Brenda slid her tongue deep into Sandra’s hole. She could hear her daughter’s cries of pleasure as she began to swirl her tongue in Sandra’s pussy.
Sandra leaned forward and gave her brother a knowing look. He knew exactly what she wanted.
The young woman leaned forward and pulled her mothers legs behind her arms. She forced her tongue into her mother’s sensitive wet cunt as Brian moved around behind her.
Kneeling behind his sister Brian straddled his mother’s head. His mother pulled her tongue from her daughter’s cunt to give way to his dick. His cock still wet with her juices slid easily into her Sandra’s pussy.
The three rocked the bed. Sandra moaned loudly into her mother’s cunt as she licked and sucked at the still juicy pussy. Brenda’s ass was shaking as her daughter worked her pussy over with that expert tongue. Just above her Brian was fucking his sister’s hot cunt. Each backstroke Brenda was rewarded with juices flowing off his cock into her waiting mouth as she worked the young girl’s clit with her tongue.
The orgasms hit all three almost at the same time. Sandra was first. Her ass began to quiver and her cunt began to suck and clamp down on her brother’s dick. The feel of her mother’s tongue circling her clit was almost more than she could stand. Pulling her mouth from Brenda’s cunt she screamed loudly before throwing her lips over her mothers pussy, sucking and licking for all she was worth.
Brenda was next. Her body quaked under Sandra as her pussy went into yet another set of convulsions. She wanted to thrash her legs about but Sandra had them secure behind her arms. She could not move and the sensation of being held so tight only made her orgasm more intense. Sandra was rewarded with yet another mouthful of her mother’s delicious cunt cream.
Brian shoved hard and deep into his sister. He loved the fact she was on the pill and took full advantage of shooting his cum inside her as often as possible. Spurt after spurt of hot male juice flew into her cunt as her brother emptied his ball sack inside her. His mother began to lick his tight balls causing Brian to flinch with each shot of cum.
After a few moments Brian pulled with a loud plop from his sister. His cock coated with a mix of pussy and cum fell directly on his mother’s lips. Hungrily she sucked the head into her mouth as Sandra rolled from her and moved around.
“Move aside Brian. Time to feed mother.” Sandra said as she stood up on the bed straddling her mother. Sandra, barely able to grasp her wet pussy lips closed slowly squatted down till her cunt hovered just over her mother’s mouth.
“Open wide mom.” Sandra smiled down at her mother and said.
Quickly understanding what her daughter wanted, Brenda slid her hands up behind Sandra and on top of her thighs urging her to sit fully down.
Brenda’s tongue quickly stabbed into Sandra causing her to emit squeals of pleasure. The mother was rewarded with a mix of her son’s cum and daughters juices mixed together.
She could not believe what was happening. All taboos had been broken. Here she was sucking her sons cum directly from her daughter’s hot wet pussy. It was almost too much. Almost but not quite she thought as her hands slid up to rub Sandra’s nipples.
Sandra’s pussy, sensitive from her strong orgasm could no longer bare any more licking. Pulling from her mother’s mouth she moved down her mother’s body and the two locked in a sensuous embrace and kiss as Brenda wrapped her legs around Sandra’s waist.
Brian moved to the side of the women.
“Whew. I don’t think I have ever had sex that great,” he said.
The two women agreed and continued their kissing and slow grinding.
Brian lit another joint then looked at his mother and sister.
“Damn aren’t you two worn out?” he asked before taking a deep drag.
“Are you kidding?” Sandra said as she took quick fast licks of her mothers soaked face and lips. “I can’t get enough.
“How about you Mom?” Brian asked handing the joint down to her.
Brenda thought for a moment as she took a long drag then exhaled.
“Brian I know you’re a young hot stud but I think we wore you out.” Brenda laughed.
Then a thought crossed Brenda’s mind.
“You know I thought your father was just impotent so I bought him some Viagra. I think there still in the drawer. Maybe you should them. I think you are going to need some.”
Brian opened the drawer then heard a squeal behind him. His sister was again eating their mother’s hot juicy cunt. As he popped the bottle open he was certain his mother was right.

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Eating forbidden fruit

For the critics: This story is not for you, so if you have nothing to say that will help me write better then shut the fuck up. To my loyal fans, sorry about the long wait. I’ll have number six of my Best Friend’s Sister series up as soon as I can get my hard drive working again.

Jared’s Slutty Sister

“its raining out” jared said dryly. he looked at his sister to see if she heard him.
“no i didnt hear you” she laughed as if this was a joke. “lets play a boardgame”
Jared wasnt sure he wanted to play a board game. “im not sure if I want to play a board game right now” he said. “but i guess theres nothing else to do” he shrugged. he had a stiffy but he tucked it underneath his belt while his sister was turned around finding the game.
“heres clueℱ its my favorite game” she said with a pause. “i get to be colonel mustard”. Jarded laughed at the name cause he thought she said cornhole mustard. he picked out mr. plum for himself because he was a little hungry.
halfway through the game jared noticed something. his sister had gotten so relaxed on the floor playing clue that her skirt was loosely laying on the floor, revealing her thick white cotton panties that were too big for her even though she was a little overweight. he tried not to look but he couldnt keep his eyes off it. his dad had told him once in between beatings that if you dont like looking at girls panties that you’re a gay fuck up and you’re not part of this family, so he kept on stealing glances. after a while he thought he could smell her too, but he thought it was just his imagination since he was hungry. “hey… im gonna “uhhh… i have to go get something to eat im really hungry.” “okay could you grab me a soda?” she was fat and too lazy to get it herself.
“sure sis no problem, but im gonna get you in the living room with my candlestick when i get back”
“what?”
as he was in the kitchen he started to realize he was too turned on. at first he was gonna jack off really quick but then he thought, what if i could fuck my sister? he had an idea to take off his clothes, and he did. his dick was hard as a missile.
he jumped out into the family room totally naked and said “hey sis i got you a sausage instead”. she screamed and jumped up really fast, her fat visibly jiggling through her shirt. “WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU YOU LITTLE FUCKING PERVERT? GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME!” she ran past him almost crying. he could hear her muttering “jesus christ” over and over as she ran outside to get their dad who was outside working. he tried to cum as quickly as he could and get his clothes back on but his dad came tearing through the front door of the trailer before he could even get his pants on. “COME HERE YOU LITTLE SHIT” Jared tried to run past him but he knew he couldnt. a huge oily hand grabbed him around his entire neck and threw him back into the kitchen. he tried to get up and run away again but his dad was already next to him kicking him in the ribs. he turned the hot water on. “im gonna teach you a lesson you little faggot” he grabbed jared by the neck again and yanked him up as hard as he could. jared screamed as his dad pushed his head into the stream of burning hot water. “DRINK IT YOU LITTLE BITCH. DRINK IT ITS PRETTY GOOD I THINK” Jared was crying because his press-on Chancey tattoo was probably fading now. then he felt a knee on his stomach, and he collapsed so hard on the floor that he was knocked out and woke up a half hour later in a small pool of blood.
the next day jared went to schoool, but after last period he took the bus home and thankfully his dad wasnt there. he went upstairs to do some of his homework but he was still too turned on from yesterday. he went and crouched by the bottom of hte stairs to his sisters sroom where she was having a phone conversation. he started to stroke his piece while listening to her voice. “yeah, i was taking ahuge dump in the bathroom and somehow most of it got on the seat” he heard her say. then she said bye and started coming down the stiars but he was too into it to realize what was happening until she was at the bottom stair. he panicked and stood up as she tripped over a stair and started to fall over. her crotch fell right onto his hand and it slid in without too much effort on his part. she kicked himi n the chest, knocking his arm back out of her vagina which was unnaturally wet. jared panicked and pulled out his switchblade before she could scream at him again. “this time daddys not here to save your ass you fat pignosed bitch”. he had lost his erection but saying this brought it right back again. he pressed the knifed into her neck and shoved his erection into her gaping vagina. “if you tell dad about thsi ill fucking kill you.” she tried to fight back and shove him away but he just pressed the knife into her neck again to warn her what could happen if he pressed the knife into her neck and it cut her. he kept fucking her and slapped her titties a little bit, one at a time while he spit on her nipples. he could see tears streaming across her face and he siad “youre starting to enjoy it arent you?”
she shoook her head and tried depserately to choke out a response, but she couldnt. he started to make cuts at her sides and was rubbing the blood onto his dick.. when she tried to move his hand out of the way he stabbed into her stomach. he could feel the knife go easily through her fat but it stopped abotu halfway through so he shoved down on it as hard as he could, over and over again in unison with his dick. she screamed out in pain, which really turned him on. he took the knife and his dick out and came all over the blade, shots of it missing and landing on the wall and her face. before he even finished cumming he shoved the knife down her throat and yelled “TASTE IT BITCH. SWALLOW MY CHILDREN” . just as he said this, the arousal left his body with the last drop of semen dripping slowly from the tip of his urethra. he stared in shock and disgust at his bloody sister who was now choking on a knife. he could smell the sick scent of cum and blood gurlging out of her throat. “what… what the fuck is wrong with me?” jared stepped back slowly, then collapsed to the floor. he sat there for the longest time just staring, then dropped his head in his hands to cry. he remembered his father’s words: “stop crying, you little pussy. you want to grow up to be some sorta faggot?” but he couldnt help it. it was raining outside, so he went for a walk. he stopped under a bridge to finger his asshole, as that always cheered him up.

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The Most Amazing story ever told part 1

Shaneequa, a 23 year old transsexual, is fucking a 680 pound woman named Helga. Shaneequa gives the lady a tit job. The woman has a heart attack and falls forward and pushes Shaneequa into a puddle of sulfuric acid. She is badly burned while Helga dies. It turns out Helga was pregnant, so Shaneequa cuts her open and retrieves the baby, which is a month premature. She names the boy Peter and calls him Petey.
She loves Petey and spoils the boy for one week until she is sentenced to jail for attempted murder. She has been framed by her neighbor, who almost kicked his wife to death. She is sent to a women’s prison, where she impregnates another inmate. The pregnant inmate is named Alice. Alice has the baby. The other inmates cause Shaneequa trouble. One night, they shit in her hair, kick her in the nose and bite her penis in half. Shaneequa get back by stabbing the leader of the group and framing her second banana, Jo-Jo. Jo-Jo goes insane in solitary confinement and bashes her brains out on the wall. Feeling guilty, Shaneequa calls for a truce. Shaneequa assembles people to fight with her. She gets Roxanne, a manic depressive inmate who stole a tomato, committed bestiality with a donkey, hijacked a private bus, interrupted a television broadcast by showing her breasts, abducted her daughters and set fire to a chair. The next, Natasha, a mean but funny woman with a big ass, who was convicted of 2 counts of statutory rape, 135 counts of piracy, attempted manslaughter and grand theft auto. The next, Brandy, a racist blonde haired bitch, who was convicted of 3 counts of murder. And the last was, Geraldine, a quiet mousy woman, who was convicted of lewd conduct, drug possession, truancy, tax evasion and murder. The gang fights their way through until Brandy is executed by lethal injection. That night Roxanne, Shaneequa, Natasha and Geraldine have an orgy. Roxanne cuts Shaneequa with a knife. She cut an R, an N, a G, a B, and an S.
Eleven years later, Shaneequa escapes. She runs around her home city in Montreal. She finds out that Petey has been living in an orphanage for years. Petey sees her walk by and he runs out to see her. Shaneequa kidnaps him. Shaneequa asks how he knows her. Petey shows her a picture she gave him. They ride off to Iowa. A TV report claims to know her location. This sparks in a girl named Megan.
Megan is a light blonde haired girl who plays basketball extremely well. She is an excellent shot blocker and doesn’t miss shots. She is extremely fast and can run a mile in four minutes and 1/3 minutes. She is nice and has many friends. She is a beautiful hermaphrodite and you wouldn’t know it if not for the large bulge. She also has an 11.8 inch flaccid penis and 14 and half inch boner. Her cock is four and one fourth inches wide. Her cock is prehensile and she uses it to pick up things. She masturbates constantly and fucks her teachers and friends like a bunny. She likes girls and boys. Her testicles are also the size of beets and she comes with great volume. Her favorite thing to do is to put sweet and sour sauce on her cock and suck it off. She sucks her own dick three times every day. Her gigantic cock causes her to be considered a freak, but people respect her none the less. Megan is Shaneequa’s daughter. She was born by Alice. Alice was let free and abandoned Megan. Megan was in the same orphanage as Petey but left at the age of four she ran off waywardly. She became a prostitute for a short while. She went to a school for the first time at age eight when she was found on the streets taking a hit from a bong. She went to school and met Pauline, whom she fucks on a regular basis. Pauline is an Asian who is smart and funny. She is part of the chess club and goes off on tangents about random things. Her brother Garry is gay and is an active member of the gay-straight alliance. Garry desires Petey from afar. Megan lets Garry suck her cock. Pauline dies when she chokes on a chocolate pretzel. Garry then drinks a bottle of drain-o to commit suicide. His stomach is pumped. He then jumps in a pool and drowns himself to death. One day Megan sees the woman that she thinks impregnated Alice. It’s Shaneequa. It turns out that she found an article about the inmates. She leaves to find Shaneequa
Megan introduces herself to Shaneequa and tells her story. Petey is angered because he is the only boy and because he is overshadowed by Shaneequa’s actual child. Petey feels alone because his mother is dead and his father is unknown. Petey is perfectly cute but is a bizarre child. He is afraid of blood, cats, yogurt, snot, television rays and plastic bags. He sits upside down and loves to watch porno. In order to fit in with the girls he dresses up as one and asks to be called Patricia. Shaneequa tells him to take the wig off and he does. His behavior spirals down as he acts erratically. Shaneequa tends to him while Megan decides she also wants to build a relationship with Petey. Petey tells her he’s a switch hitter or in other words a bisexual. He likes other boys and girls. He cries into Megan’s big breasts while she consoles him. She makes Petey confront his fears. While this happens Megan and Shaneequa start an incestuous relationship.
A man named Irvine comes to kill Shaneequa. He fires at the motel they live in. Irvine is a fifty year old man with a shaved head, who has killed no less than three thousand people in various creative and brutal ways. He attempts to kidnap Petey and threatens to rape him, but Megan throws a knife at his back and he releases Petey. To escape the man who has set out a vendetta for them they move to Thailand.
Each member of the family was addicted to many things. These things were different in many ways. Some of the drugs they did weren’t addictive but just fun. Shaneequa liked Ketamine, Horse tranquilizers, Hashish, Mescaline, Beer, Wine, Blotter Acid sheets and Valium. Megan liked beer to. She also liked to drink a keg of hard lemonade, Benzedrine, cocaine, schnapps, mushrooms, ecstasy, marijuana, nitrous oxide, PCP, paint, LSD, cigarettes, and hard liquor. Petey loved drugs the most. He liked to sniff glue, do ayahuasca, Xanax, peyote, GHB, Jello shots, crystal meth, sniff markers, heroin, tequila, absinthe, opium, sleeping pills, crack, chewing tobacco, adult brownies, home made coca wine, and morphine. Fueled on these drugs the trio stumbled around into a crazy world. They never seemed to OD like normal people would. This fueled a strange world which they all dreamt of. They lived in Thailand like happy folk. In reality they were still in the bathroom of the plane having sex. Petey wasn’t having sex. He was lying unconscious. He wasn’t dying but he met nirvana. Megan felched with Shaneequa and spit the brown cum on her mother’s breasts. She licked the cum off partially and rubbed her big breasts on her mothers. Their cum flowed out causing Petey to wake up and slip, breaking his leg. He cries for an hour before the plane could stop to send him to a hospital. Shaneequa fucks Megan in the ass while Megan sucks her own cock and penetrates her own ass along her mom’s cock. Megan ejaculates everywhere and the crowd looks in shock.
At the hospital on the ground, it is revealed that the amount of drugs in Petey could have killed three 200 pound men. It is also revealed that Petey can’t read. They landed in Ibiza, Spain. Petey runs off to Andorra feeling unloved. He finds a boy named Marco. Marco is gay and is called a faggot by all the boys in the neighborhood. They kiss one night and Cross dress and pretend to be lesbians instead of gay guys. Petey runs off with Marco to Mexico, where Marco’s father lives. Marco lives with Step parents because his mother divorced his father, a famous luchadore, for an abusive man. The abuser blows off her head and married a floozy named Gordita. Marco’s father hires Irvine, an international bounty hunter to find them and murder Petey. Petey is the son of Irvine who raped the fat woman. Petey and Marco go on a ship headed for Mexico. They leave to Sailtillo to find Marco’s father. The two are such great friends they even wipe each others asses. They watch a collection of Bollywood movies on the way. They have great times together and they share thoughts about life and family. They also played a game were they must share 5 gross stories about themselves. Marco tells of a story where he was on a shit covered toilet bowl and he slipped on cum after flushing and crushed his nuts. Petey tells a story of when he got raped by a Great Dane and the doctors had to sew his asshole up. But they broke and then there was fat oozing out of his rectum. Marco tells a story of his sister who was doing cartwheels and had diarrhea. She was ready to burst when Marco turned her around to congratulate her and she shit on his legs. Petey tells a story of how he broke his jaw and threw up pieces of it. Marco tells a story about how once he ate a fly by accident and he puked twice on the ground and then his dog lapped it up and licked Marco’s face. Petey tells a story of how he was hugging a cat when it jumped at the window and he ran after it. He ran into a pole and cracked his head open and then his brains were spilling out and the teachers had to use his dirty shoe to keep them in his skull. Marco tells a story of when his Grandmother’s friend raped his brother and got pregnant and Marco had to watch her spread her cunt and he aborted the baby with a coat hanger. Petey tells a story in which an old woman sneezed at him and a glob of snot and blood covered his face. Marco tells a story of how his father hit him with a belt and put cayenne pepper in the wound. Then Petey tells a story of how he drank a bottle of piss and had to drink his own piss after wards but then passed out and when he woke up he was being spanked by the teachers at the orphanage and he got spanked so hard he puked on a family portrait of the teacher’s family. They laugh together about their hard lives and arrive in Mexico. They walk through a bad neighborhood. A man named Rafael shoots Marco in the shoulder. Marco later dies from an infection. Heartbroken Petey wanders through Mexico looking for revenge on Rafael. He trains to get better as a luchador. He kicks his drug habit and starts to buff up.
Shaneequa and Megan, now in Thailand engage in the strange customs. They eat grubs, lizards, and other exotic meat. They meet a strange family, that too engage in incest. Shaneequa and Megan sleep off the jet lag while sucking each other. The little boy asks Shaneequa to fuck him. The boy pushes on her erect penis. He moves back and forth a few times. He then asks her to suck him. He lies their and gets sucked while Megan takes more drugs. Megan goes out to the cow that eats lemongrass. The cow shits straight in her mouth and she loves it. It drops a huge load down Megan’s throat. Megan fucks the cow’s un-wiped asshole. She spanks the cow violently. She pulls out her wiggly shit covered dick and double fists it. She gets under the cow and licks it pussy. She also sucks from the udder. Shaneequa continues to suck the boy. He is a prostitute. He is learning English and says to her that he sleeps with about 6 guys a day. The little boy is named Mongkut. Mongkut says his mother has HIV and his father is dying of yellow fever. He says their neighborhood is bad and the crime level is high. He also says his toe was amputated because of snake bite. He also says his brother had cleft palate. The mother walks in on Megan, who is filling the cow with cum. The mother tells her to get off. Megan angrily pisses on the mother. Shaneequa opens up her cock and pretends to talk through it. Mongkut laughs. Megan and Shaneequa leave while on drugs. Megan takes a big shit on the road she falls in it. She wipes it from her crotch and finds that she has bloody diarrhea. She precedes to releases 5 more pounds of shit and has mud butt when she leaves.
Having been stripped of his clothing by cracked out bikers with heavily pierced faces, Petey walked naked through the Mexican sun. He is badly sunburned and dehydrated. He pukes in the sand. He sees a buzzard and he grabs it and snaps its neck. He then cooks it. He wanted to eat Marco, but didn’t posses the nerve to. He lays Marco to rest with only a rock sticking out to indicate his final resting place. He eats the bird. He starts to see mirages. His scrotum is badly burned. He walks through the desert and has a mild aneurysm. He is taken to the hospital. He disappears when Irvine takes him. In a bizarre twist Marco is alive and digs out of the ground.
Irvine realized that Peaty was far from a killer. Irvine called to Marco’s dad after he heard from Petey that he is dead. Irvine wants Petey to kill. He shows him the ropes. He goes into a fast food place and breaks a man’s knee. Then he shoves a woman into a freezer after gouging her eyes. Then he picks up a man and sticks a hook on a fishing line through him. He flosses through the man’s heart. Then he decapitates the man with the broken knee. He rips the wooden end through the man and takes the woman out of the freezer half frozen. He then throws hot oil on her. Irvine hopes Petey will think it’s funny. But he hates it. He hypnotizes Petey to be a murderer. Petey is later responsible for poisoning a family of six with carbon monoxide. Petey has become a killing machine.
Megan acted as a hooker and has sex with wild Thai men. One man spanked her with a hot plate. Another man squeezed her balls while she vomits in his mouth. Another man ordered her to wear a diaper. She shits and gets horrible diaper rash. She goes to a doctor with a burning in her ass and thighs. The doctor tells her to bathe in oatmeal. She has sex with Shaneequa in the tub of oatmeal. She fucks her mom’s ass and makes loud sounds. The oatmeal is strawberry and hot.
After that she sees a dead bloated man with his eyes bugging out. She walks over to him and finds he’s alive when he arises to suck her cock. She is extremely scared so she stabs him is the head, cuts off his arm from the elbow and stomps on him until he explodes. It turns out to be the father from the family before. Traumatized by the experience she leaves with Shaneequa. Thailand didn’t work out so they move to Texas.
Petey’s hypnosis wears off and he leaves Irvine. He goes to train to be a luchadore. In his first match he faces another child named Greco. He break’s Greco’s nose, leg and arm. Greco vows revenge. During the next match and he breaks down an obese boy. The boy weighs 1206 pounds and has red hair and blue eyes. His diet is huge and he purposely is fat. His named is Jackson. Jackson is also an outsider. He is too, American. He lives alone eating food and drinks. He performs all bodily functions in his mattress and licks his shit off the bed which tastes like count chocula. He takes Petey to his house to lick the shit and piss off the bed. Petey thinks it tastes good, but can’t bear to eat it. After this punishment, he pushes Jackson down the stairs. Jackson cuts open his stomach by mistake on a pair of scissors. The boy explodes with fat, shit, piss, semen, stomach acid, organs, blood, partially digested food and skin. Parasitic worms leave his body and go into his eyeballs. Petey sees the body of Jackson. Jackson lay on the ground with his body opened up and worms burrowing into his eyes screaming to Petey to help. Petey leaves him to die. He has one traumatic fight in which he dislocates his shoulders while attempting to escape a full Nelson. He is taken to a hospital where Irvine opens fire on everybody killing sick people, children, visitors, doctors and nurses. He brings Petey out and coaches him to shoot a man in a car. Petey fires the sniper rifle given to him by Irvine the man’s head is blown off. Petey runs off on a burro into the sunset in his luchador costume. He fights his last aggressor, Angel. Angel is a mean bastard from Mexico D.F. He beats Petey’s face beyond recognition. Petey then kicks Angel’s stomach. Angel is still up and punches Petey once more and Petey is down. Petey’s injuries affect his brain and he forgets several things about his past. He remembers Irvine and Shaneequa. He also remembers being in Mexico. Megan is erased from his memory. He doesn’t know his name and he doesn’t now where he is from. Petey starts to reminisce about his bizarre existence.
He remembers at the age of four when he shared room with a black orphan named Tony. Tony was six. Tony’s mother shot herself in the head during an argument to spite his father. His father disappeared that night. Tony was a nice boy. He took care of Petey. He loved Petey so much he would give him his spot in line for food. Petey was always grateful. As they grew up Tony left the orphanage. He was adopted by his long lost uncle, Hank. Petey was heartbroken. At this point Petey was eight and it would be three years before he was taken back by Shaneequa, the only woman who had a chance to love him. Petey had no friends. He believed in aliens which many people did not believe in. He was cute but no one liked him for that. Petey wouldn’t have wanted that. He one day put on women’s underwear. His teacher Ms. Johnson got mad with him. She abused him badly. He threw up on her picture of her family. The truth was that the old bitch hadn’t been fucked in years. She hated her family and hated Petey. She spanked him until his ass was red. Petey’s obsessions halted at age nine. He soon cracked jokes to all students. He was a class clown. At eleven he was gone.

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flipping chickens

clouds crossed the sky. it was getting darker, and so were the people as I drove further and further into the “ghetto” as they call it. there was no turning back at this point. i pulled a rocawear hoodie over my head to cover up all of my sorceror tattoos and stepped out of my car. I pulled down my pants to show off my belt buckle, which was a the blue power Ranger letting every one know not to fuck with me. I found a place with not many people and posted myself up on the corner. I hid all the work underneath a loose piece ofhte sidewalk and said to myself “time to make some money”. I meant it
time passed, and nobody had come to buy from me. i went to get some coke out of my stash so i could at least get a little high when all of a sudden a minority came around the corner. of course he started talking in bastardized english “GOD DAMN NIGGA WHAT YOU DOIN ON THIS CO’NA” suddenly i got scared. i didnt think this corner belonged to anybody. I politely told him I would leave but he wasn’t having it. i showed him my belt buckle and he scurried away. I knew it would work, and if it didn’t i always had my katana at hand. anywa,y all this commotion had drawn some attention to me and now everyone knew i was a hard ass nigga. people started coming up to me to cop. i had barely made any money when a crackhead came up to me and put a pair of her wet panties in my hand. i took a deep sniff; it was just water. “come back when youve got the real thing” i said and i waved a vial in front of her face just out of her crackhead reach. I didnt even really care because basically i just wnated to make some money today, and i was well on my way to 800 dollars so i could buy aplaystation 3. I called my friend Stan Berklowitz. he didnt want to come to such a dangerous part of town but i told him that there was a dime on the sidewalk and he was here in three minutes. I told him I needed a way to make money faster and he spouted off about eighteen different things in less than a minute. “youre pretty good with money” I said, “but at the end of the day, y’all still a faggot” and i nochalantly jump kicked him in the face knocking his yarmulke into a puddle. he started crying in a weird nasal whine so i shot him in the head about eighteen times. the crackhead came back, scooped up half of his face and started rubbing it all over her pussy. i licked my lips and got a huge boner. “come eat some of my meat pie” she shoved my head down into her crotch. i started licking and licking, but i couldnt get enough. i knocked her to the ground and shoved my tongue so far up her cunt that i could taste her cervix. i felt something weird with my tongue. it was a bag of my work. i pulled out and hit the bitch in the head. “whered you get this shit huh?” she startted crying. “huh? whered you get it at bitch? you want some more?” i pulled out a few grams. “sniff this shit up bitch, if you like this shit so much sniff some more” and i started shoving coke up her nose. she blew it out so i held a gun to her head and watched as she did bag after bag of coke. she couldnt even get anything into her nose after a while so i pulled out a a needle and started shooting coke into random parts of her arms and tits. “bet youre pretty high now, huh bitch?” i took out my dick and knocked her to the pavement. she started shaking pretty bad so i kicked her in the stomach and pulled her skirt over her ass. “damn, you look good enough to eat” i said. i forced my dick into her tight little pussy and started fucking her down into the pavement. her face was scraping back and forth and she started bleeding pretty bad, but at this point i was pretty sure she had overdosed so i dont think she cared too much about her face. i kept fucking her tight little fuckhole until i was about to cum. thats when i saw the flashing blue lights
the cop was alone. he stepped out of his cruiser, came over, turned around, bent over, undid his belt, pulled down his pants, then he pulled down his boxers, then he spread open his butt with both hands and made his starfish wink twice as if to say hello. i knew what to do. i pulled out a jar of mint jjelly i had saved from last christmas and started scooping it up into his ass. my dick slid in effortlessly, emitting a pleasant mint odor that we both enjoyed. all of a sudden my phone rang, and knowing me i had to answer it. I had just barely said hello when i saw a tear hit the pavement. Office Curlytail was crying like the little bitch he was. i handed him a jelly-filled donut to cheer him up, but when he was about to take a bite i punched it into his eyes and handcuffed his hands behind his back. it started raining so i hit him in the head with his nightstick and put him facedown in a pothole. All this time I had been ignoring my phone call and I felt like a total jerk. “heavens to betsy” i exclaimed and i quickly put my phone to my ear, but no one was there. who the fuck cares. i only had one more sale to make and then it was down to Best Buy to get that new PS3.
An hour passed and no one else came. A fat girl drove by in a dodge neon just as I was about to leave, and asked in a hushed voice “Hey, got any meth?” I did in fact have a few shards, but I told her it would be a little bit extra cause I needed the money for a PS3. She was like “I spent all my money on chew and cigs but I think I can pay you another way” and she winked at me. “why don’t you lose some weight before you ever even try to talk to me again. nice knockers though”
she started crying and i felt a little bad so I told her I was just kidding around.
“That’s… that’s not why I’m crying. It’s just that… I want that meth soooooo bad…” She snorted, something that people with no friends do when they laugh or cry. no one likes when people do that and that’s why those people have no friends. Titties McGee’s eyes brightened up when I pulled out the meth I had. “Here’s the deal: I’m gonna close my eyes pretend you’re 140 pounds lighter while you suck my dick, and if you do a good job we can send off together.” I hadn’t even finished the sentence before she turned her Fox Racing hat backwards and wrapped her lips around my dick. “My teachers always said this was the only brain I was good for” I laughed and told her to keep sucking and I called her a cunt too because I’m a mysoginist. She was actually pretty good at it but things were a little dry so I pulled out a picture of Burger King to make her salivate more. She sucked hungrily, slurping and slopping all over my dick and spilling spit everywhere. I’m not a one-minute man usually but her mouth was so slippery and soft that I was about to cum everywhere even though she had just barely started. I opened my eyes and looked at her face so I’d last a little bit longer and that’s when I saw it: a herpes sore. Shit. I pulled out my gun and tried to shoot her in the head but I had already wasted all my bullets on my friend earlier. It was too late anyway because I started cumming like a fountain. One, two, three…. a nineteen-roper! Cum flew everywhere in successive spurts knocking over lamp posts and mailboxes with reckless abandon. Puddles of my juice began to glint in the setting sun as I Was finishing. My realization came back to me and I started yelling at fatass bitch for giving me herpes. She started crying again and I didn’t want to see her pig face get all red and scrunched up again so I told her to wait while I prepared the meth. She pulled out a pipe but I told her I had my own shit. I slipped a little bit of cyanide in the pipe and set up the first hit for her. She took it without asking and started sucking before she even lit it up. i tried to reach in her back pocket to get her wallet but she was so fat that my fingers couldnt pull the pocket out enough to get in. i realized that she was dead anyway so i cut into her back pocket and opened her wallet. it was a torn postcard from Barre, VT and a bunch of pictures of ICP. this dumb bitch didnt even have any money for the meth in the first place.
I was really pissed off at this point, like i couldn’t even control myself. I was just about to go home in a huff when i noticed someone mean mugging at me. he was just sitting across the street making the weirdest faces at mea nd for all i know he had been doing it for like ten minutes. i went over to fight him, with my shirt pulled up over my belt, and i pulled out a Naruto wallscroll to let him know I meant real business. I showed him one little wallscroll and my mom got scared and said “You’re movin’ with your uncle and auntie in bel Air.” I whistled for a cab, and when it came near, The license plate said “fresh” and it had dice in the mirror. If anything I could say that this cat was rare, But I thought “Nah forget it, yo homes to Bel Air.” I pulled up to the house about seven or eight, and I yelled to the cabby “Yo homes, smell ya later.” Looked at my kingdom, I was finally there, to sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel Air. After staying in Bel Air for a while I got a little bit bored and went back to New York. PS3’s a great system, much better than social interaction in my opinion

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For the first time in my life I write a story voluntarily. With this being said I like the stories I have read and was wondering if I also could pull it of to make a ‘’interesting’’ one. So here goes nothing I guess


SLuT9 pt 8

Continuation of series posted here by kristof originally by jefferson from wolfspub

snow plowing

i am a fourteen year old boy that is looking to make some easy money.
it is currently winter and i took on a snow shoveling job at a local trailer park. this trailer park is a retirment trailer park. That means that all the people that live there are old, that also means that they cant shovel snow like i can. i have four diffrent houses that i have to shovel everyday.
My favorite shoveling memory was when….. i got home from school and i went imidtally to work i did three houses and headed for the last one. i was about six thirthy or better and it was starting to get dark. At this particuliulicar home there is a older couple. The husband is about sevendy-five and his wife is about sevendy but she has altimers really bad. Her housband is real old and he almost never leaves his recliner. Mrs.Hattery is her name or what i call her also likes to tell stories but in the middle of a story she will just forget what she is talking about.
I finished shoveling her driveway and sidewalk to her trailer but its not like she is going to go no where. i was going real fast because it was already dark and it was dropping to about -13. i went up to the door and knocked knowing that Mrs.Hattery would anser. she came to the door i was on the gound level and she was about three feet taller than me frim being in the trailer. She oppened the door and instantly i had a hard on. She was wearing a slightly shorter dress that came way up on her leg but it was rolled up on the bottem by accident and sice she never wore underware she was completly expossed. She told me to come in and it was to cold to be out here. I went in and sat at the table where she usually tried to tell me a story. I looked under the table to untie my boots and she had her legs spread. She had a old clit and it covered in hair. Usually she sat there and talked about her day and had a drink or two of dome vodka or wiskey and i usually took a shot with her.
That pariculicular day she misplaced her meds and was looking for them beause she was sopposed to take them after dinner as the huge sign on the wall said. I started looking for them with her makeing her bend over to bottom cabinets and slowing rubbing my hard into her ass as i looked in the upper cabinet. I went into the living room to look by Mr.Hatter and they were next to his table. He always took sleeping pill after dinner to sleep and i seen the bottle. I got an idea and stook to it. I stole one of his sleeping pills and put in her med holder that said night. I gave it to her and we sat bak down at the table where i was fixing my sox to look at her hairy clit. By the time i was up at the top of the table she was knocked out. she was about twohundred pounds and big as a boat. with big tities so that you ouldnt see the rolls on her stomach. i was sitting there thinking what to do when i spotted the clippers. i lugged her onto the couch with a hard time but the table chairs had wheels on them.
On the couch i took her dress of of her and started shaving her pussy. she had hair on her lips her ass every where so i shavered everywhere. about an hour into it i herd Mr.Hattery moan but i kept on going. Now she was completly shaved and looked like a godess with some jelly rolls. but what can i say more cushion for the pushing right. Finally i took of my clothes and begain to eat her out but her pussy tasted like shit. Next i started fucking her real hard. Her pussy was to tight i might of just of been trying to put my shit into a coke bottle. I lubed up with some ky jelly and just starting going nuts. when i was about to cum i put it in her mouth and jerked it untill i put a huge load in her mouth and some in the nose for fun.
The next day i came back to collect my pay but today she was in a bad mood. I came in and asked her what happend. She said promise you wont tell? I said sure. She pulled off her night gown and expossed her niclely shaved clit. She explained that she didnt remeber what happend and her hole hurt. I responed… well i better take a look at that. i got on my knees when she was sitting in the chair. and i rubbed her lips and she said that made her fell better but a couple drinks would be even better. She never bothered to put on her night gown but i knew that she was already buzzing. She sat there naked pouring drinks over and over. She had about seven shots of JD when i put the moves on her. I moved to her back side and started giving her a back massage. She couldnt see me so i dropped my pants and pulled out my dick and stroked it with one hand.I knew that she was toatlly wasted when she dropped her glass and bent over to get it. I also knew that this was my chance, i went up behind her and stuck my dick into her all the way. i was about six inches and it filled her up. I could just barely touch the top but anyways we moved ourselves into the living room. i had my back to Mr.Hattery so didnt even see him.
I was doing good untill the door busted open. all of usden a cop came in. It was a woman cop. come to find out is that Mr.Hattery wasnt aslep and he called the cops. she came in and imidtly hit me with her nightstick aross the back. she told me that i was a sick person for taking advantage of a old lady. She took me into the bedroom and handuffed me to a bed rail. I could get my hard to go away. She was about ten minuted and when she came back and had Mrs.Hattery with her. she put mrs. hatter next to me on the bed. She started stripping. first the tool belt then the shirt then the undershirt then the pants. the whole time she had her back to me. before she took of her pants and bra she took peperspray and rubbed it on her hands then rubbed her hands on my eyes. I was completly binded i couldnt see a thing. i herd her pants drop then i herd her bra strap snap so i knew this was going to be good. i was laying on my stomach and couldnt see a thing. she told me to get on my hands and knees. Still being tied up i did so. Then i felt something that shocked me it was something poking my ass. it was warm and soft. Then she said u want to take advantge of my mother than im going to take advantge of you. she was a Shemale. she put her dick in my ass and pumped untill i couldnt go no more was so tired and it hurt so bad but she kept on going and going. Finally she put her dick in my mouth and came. she told me that if i didnt swollow that she would shoot me. I couldnt swallow all that so she pulled her gun out. she but it up my but and fired. I instanly passed out.
when i woke up i was in the hospital and i herd the story that Mrs.Hattery had shot me after thinking that i was a robber. i knew that was a lie so i tried to tell someone but the only person that was in the room with me was that mean cop. she looked at her gun and smiled.

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