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Sucked!

By: Merob



When I was 20, I was in my sophomore year at college, and living at home. We lived in a subdivision where, to earn spending money, I mowed what seemed to be a zillion lawns. Every week or so, some couple had a party to which I always was invited. The parties were b.y.o.b. The host couple would provide beer, munchies, music for dancing, and a midnight snack. 

One night everyone had consumed lots of booze and food, the lights were low, and a sentimental tune was playing for the evening's last dance. I was dancing with Wilma, the sexy babe in her 40s who lived next door to me. She snuggled close enough to give me a hard-on, and smiled as she rubbed against it. Then, she French-kissed me. I'd had tongue-tangling kisses before, but nothing like this one. I put my hand inside her low-cut top and felt her tits. A short time later, she stopped dancing and shouted, "If any of you would like to get wet, come to my house." All of us knew that she and her husband had a big above-ground pool, which was 2-1/2 feet deep. About 40 people went home and put on swim suits. It was a hot night. We all leaned against the side of the pool, heads above water. Her hand grabbed mine and put it between her legs. Then, she put her hand inside my suit and squeezed with my prick. I finger-fucked her as she jacked me off. "Come over as soon as you get home tomorrow," she whispered.

I knocked on her back door the next day when I got home from school. She pulled me inside and locked the door so her kids would have to enter through the front and we could hear them. Having just showered, her head was wrapped in a towel and she was wearing a robe which was open. I gulped as I ogled her tits and cunt hair. My hard-on was upright against my stomach. "You made me come when we were in the pool, Walt," she said. "Now I want to suck you." I was so astounded I damn near fainted. I had finger-fucked dates in the back seat of my dad's car and had been jacked off into a handkerchief, but I'd only fantasized about getting my prick sucked. "Later you can look at my tits and cunt as much as you want. But first, take down your pants and underwear so I can give you a blowjob."

She put her hand around me and moved my foreskin up and down. "You're not circumcised," she exclaimed. "That's why it was so easy to jack you off in the pool." She leaned forward and lovingly lapped the extra-sensitive underside of my knob. Pulling my prick to a horizontal position, she leaned back to admire my genitals. "Yours is the first uncircumcised dick I've ever seen. It looks to be about seven inches. That's quite a bit smaller that monster of Mel's (her husband). But Holy Mother, what a magnificent prick." Pre-cum dripped from the end. She took about three inches into her mouth, wrapping her tongue and lips around me. Her mouth was so wet and warm. 

My prick never had felt so wonderful. Sucking hard, she quickly pulled back until my prick popped out of her mouth. She immediately did it again, and continued repeating the same action eight or ten times. I was ready to let go with a blast of cum, when she put her marvelous mouth around me and sucked. My legs gave way as my cum filled her mouth, and I had to grab her shoulders to keep from falling. God Almighty, what a thrill. She sucked me dry. "Jeez, Wilma, you're incredible," I muttered. "You've made my prick feel so good." She stood, put her arms around me an gave me a sloppy open-mouth kiss. Her mouth tasted of my cum. Her soft stomach pressed against my upright hard cock. (Ah, youth, and the ability to maintain a hard-on.)

I leaned back, gazed into her eyes, then down to her tits. They aren't big, just a nice handful each. They're firm, cone-shaped, with large aureoles and puffy nipples that also are cone-shaped. "I want to suck your tits," I told her. "I'd like that," she said as her hands raised one breast offering it to me. I'd never seen or sucked real-live tits (unless I did so as a baby) and I eagerly fondled, licked and sucked Wilma's. I was so excited I thought I'd come.

While licking and trying to see her tits at the same time, my glance spotted her pubic hair. I looked up at her and breathlessly said, "I want to see your cunt close up." 

She told me to lift her on to the kitchen table. When I did, she leaned back on her elbows and told me to sit between her legs. I scooted a chair under my butt, and sat with my face about a foot from her pussy. "I'll spread my legs and hold them up so you can see how wet you've made me." All at once I was staring at the engorged lips of her gaping wet snatch. I'd seen pictures of hairy cunts and shaved cunts but nothing had prepared me for the awesomeness of having a real-live cunt mere inches from my mouth. I stared at it, spread it with my fingers, licked it from bottom to top, and delved inside it as far as my tongue would reach. Wow! I could make a habit of this. I sucked each of the luscious big lips. Our eyes met as she lowered her legs over my shoulders and moaned, "Please, Walt, suck my clit." Her hands pulled me tightly against her, and she wrapped her legs around my head. I sucked. The taste was incredibly delicious. Especially when her cum gushed into my mouth. I continued to suck her until I got a fresh taste of cum. She came once more when I buried my prick in her and spilled my cum.

During the next year, until I graduated and was recruited for a job in a distant city, Wilma and I sucked and fucked every day or two.

I probably never again will have such a terrific experience.

Sucked into Obsession



"Fuck!" Madeline exclaimed when she realized she was going to be late for school. She was already on probation and didn't want to get into any more trouble than she already had. She was already spending the next two weeks in detention and she didn't need another especially since today was her eighteenth birthday. Quickly she threw on a long black dress and headed to school. It was third period by the time she arrived and she raced to the back door where she knew she'd have a better chance of sneaking in. 

David was leaning against the door, looking at her. A cigarette was pinched between his middle and forefinger. She stopped and looked at him, surprised to see him. "Oh, hey. What are you doing out here?" 

She had been the new kid at school for nearly a month now and he'd been her only friend. He was overly protective of her which she kind of liked, but sometimes he pushed it too far. She stared into his handsome face and knew something was wrong. He'd been held back a year which made him about nineteen. It was a sore subject for him and he was often angry. His black hair wasn't pulled into his usual ponytail and his eyes bled black which was never a good sign. The darkness of his features made his skin glow almost an eerie pale. 

"What are you doing out here?" She repeated as she shifted the weight of her bag to her other shoulder. 

He lifted his hand, showing her the cigarette he was holding. She smiled. "Ah, well enjoy I'm late for class." She tried to open the door but he was leaning on it, which made it difficult. She sighed, realizing he was having one of his "bad days." Madeline shook her head. "I'm tired of this shit. You have a real fuckin' attitude problem lately. Until you're in a better mood don't come around me. Now excuse me I have to get to class." Again she tried to push past him, but was unsuccessful. He was blocking her way. "David move, I'm already late for class." She tried to move him by pushing, but was worn out in the process. She breathed hard, looking at him. "What's your problem? You're being a real asshole." 

He didn't answer her. He just stared at her with an intense expression. He'd been attracted to her since the day he'd met her. She was beautiful. She had auburn ringlets that were often left down in an unruly manner. Her eyes were always lined thick with black eyeliner bringing out the jade color of them in an almost eerie fashion. She was petite only about 5'5" which made him tower over her at 6'3". Her body had been one of the better ones he'd ever seen. She was thin but shapely. Her breasts were full, probably a C cup, her waist tiny, and her hips and ass round and perfect. He licked his lips as he watched her thinking of the things that would come, the things that he would do to her. 

When he didn't answer her she turned around, intent on going to another entrance. David grabbed her wrist harshly in the palm of his hand and pulled her back, slamming her against the door. She closed her eyes tightly and winced. "Ow, fuck! What'd you do that for?"

"I warned you before to never turn your back on me." He said as he tightened the grip that he had around her arms. He stepped closer, leaning into her body. 

"You're hurting me! Ouch, you're hurting me!" He ran his thumb along her bottom lip. She took his thumb into her mouth, and bit it hard, drawing blood. He grunted. The sound told her that the bite had hurt like hell. Good. He backhanded her hard for it. She called out in pain when she felt the slap. A small moan escaped her lips as she felt her knees begin to give. The only thing that kept her from falling was the firm grip he had on her. 

David pulled her up, pressing her to the door with his body. "That's the last time you'll draw blood. You'll learn to treat me with respect." Two giggling girls walked by them. Without any kind of warning David leaned over and kissed her hard, trying to keep her quiet, not wanting her to call over to them. The girls turned to them and started laughing harder, whistling as they walked by. She had never been kissed so roughly before, and didn't like it. She struggled in his arms trying to get free from the painful hold he had on her. Finally she shoved him off and moved away from him, her hand moving up to her still burning cheek. A defiant anger grew inside her as she felt the sting of the slap. 

Glaring at him she moved forward, hitting him repeatedly. The blows failed in hurting him, but succeeded in making him angry. He suddenly laughed. It was a terrible sound filled with rage. He lashed out and grabbed her wrists in his hands, and forced her arms behind her back. His arms were wrapped around her body as he held her in a submissive position. Her head was back as she strained against his strong hold. Her body unwillingly pressed hard against him as she moved to get free from him. To her horror she could feel his growing arousal as she struggled to free herself. Moaning out of frustration, she helplessly looked up at him. "Please stop this, David. I didn't do anything to you." 

He turned her around and slammed her against the door, pinning her body with his. Reaching into the pocket of his trench coat he pulled out a small brown bottle and cloth. He undid the lid, and bathed the cloth in a horrid smelling fluid. She didn't even notice when he put the bottle back in his pocket. The only thing she could think of was how fucking nuts this guy was. What was he going to do? What was in the bottle? Her eyes grew wide with fear as he lifted the cloth to her mouth, and closed his hand over her mouth, and nose. The smell of the cloth made it next to impossible to breathe. She found out what was in the bottle. 

Madeline finally grew tired, and her fighting gradually stopped. Her eyelids grew heavy, and the last thing she heard was David's voice. "I'll show you that I'm better then him." 

With his words came a black blanket that wrapped itself around her, cloaking her senses, and casting her into a deep sleep. 

She lay limp in his arms and he stared down at her with adoration. From the moment he saw her he wanted her as more than just a friend, but she wasn't interested. She was more interested in flirting with any other man in school. Well he would show her that he was better than all of them. He would make her love him, even if he had to do it like this. It was the day of her eighteenth birthday and he had a special present for her. 

Madeline opened her still heavy eyelids, and looked around the dimly lit room. The only source of light was coming from several white candles scattered throughout the room. The suffocating scent of vanilla rode the air, making her cough. She sat up and started to push the white sheet that covered her body off. She stopped immediately when she saw that the sheet was the only thing she had to shield her naked body. "Where are my clothes?" She thought to herself. She pulled the sheets back up her chest, and tucked a loose lock of auburn hair behind her ear. Madeline looked around nervously, trying to get an idea of where she was, finally she saw it. A dark figure blanketed by shadows sitting in the darkest corner of the room. Squinting she tried to figure out who it was. She thought she had dreamed what happened with David. She was still a little disoriented, but slowly she realized that she hadn't dreamed it. She licked her lips, a nervous habit she had developed at the age of six, and parted her now moist lips to speak. "David? Where are my clothes?" 

He didn't answer her, only stood and moved slowly to the foot of the bed. Still clutching the sheet she scooted back on the bed, fear now setting in on her. His eyes fell from her face to the top of the sheet, and the round outline of her erect nipples. His eyes traveled down the length of her body. "We didn't.." She looked away, afraid that he might have taken her while she was sleeping. The blush that always seemed to be lurking crept in on her cheeks, bringing them to a full red. "I mean.. You didn't" She took a deep breath, not knowing how to ask her question. She decided just to blurt it out. "You didn't take me while I was knocked out did you?" 

He laughed, and moved from the foot of the bed to the side. "Take you?" He repeated the question in a mocking tone. "If you mean did I fuck you while you slept then no, I did not."

Slowly she stood. Madeline held the sheet as best she could around her body so that it wouldn't gape open, and show any personal places. Standing only inches from him she noticed how tall he was. He laughed again when she backed away. She was too intimidated to stand so close to him. Madeline glared at him. "Don't mock me. You assault and kidnap me. I wake up in this strange room with nothing more then a sheet to cover me. What do you expect me to think?" 

His face once again grew serious, indifferent. "You came with me willingly, Madeline." David took a step forward, running the back of his hand across her bruised cheek. "And as far as this, well it could be explained as rough sex. I didn't do anything to you that you didn't ask me to do." He grinned. "Or should I say demanded?" 

She looked at him in horror. "That isn't true!"

His grin never faltered, "that's what I'll tell everyone if you say anything. Who do you think they'll believe? Just look at you. You go around in see through shirts and tight jeans, short skirts. You wear lots of make up. You're always so...." He looked down the length of her body, his eyes slowly traveling back up. When his eyes reached her breasts he lifted his hand and ran his fingertip across the top of the sheet. "Perfect." He finished.

As he ran his finger across her skin she took a step back and backed into a nightstand that she hadn't noticed before. Candles on the table flickered and shook. He laughed and took another step forward. 

He started to wrap his arms around her waist when she pushed him out of the way and ran for the door. David grabbed the tail of the sheet and pulled. Not wanting to let go of it because of her embarrassment of her nakedness she was pulled back. Madeline's back pressed against him as he wrapped his arms around her, and held her tightly in his grip. She could tell that he liked being close to her, really liked it. 

His mouth settled next to her ear, and he spoke in a gentle voice filled with sincerity. The tone was almost pleasant, almost. "I won't let you go, Madeline, not now and after tonight not ever." 

She threw her head back and cried out in frustration. 

He turned her around roughly, looking her in the eyes he spoke again. "You shouldn't struggle. I already told you. I won't let you go and after a while you won't want to." 

She hung her head and began to cry; almost losing hope that she would get out of here. "Please, David, let me go. We're friends. I never did anything to you. Why are you doing this?" 

He sat down on the bed, and pulled her into his lap, holding her around the waist to keep her there. Once again she could feel a growing bulge in his pants, and she blushed even deeper then before. "Don't act like you don't know what you did. This is what you do to me." He said as he forced her to move against him. "Every time I see you, every time I think about you," he leaned closer to her, and whispered in her ear as he continued to make her move on him. Her mound repeatedly rubbed his erection. "I want to make love to you." Madeline tilted her head back and gave an unconscious moan as she felt a slight wave of pleasure run through her body. 

David grinned when he heard her moan. He knew the spot where she liked to be touched. Repeatedly he moved her against him, hitting that spot. Her moans grew with intensity as she began to move with him. When he felt her start to pump his grin widened. Gently he pushed her back on the bed. He stood once again at the side of the bed, looking down at her with adoration. 

Madeline's head moved to one side as she sucked her bottom lip into her mouth and moaned softly. Her hands were palm up beside her head. Now caught in the sensation that the contact with his body brought her she arched her back, unconsciously telling him what she wanted. 

Staring down at her he realized just how much she wanted him. He knew that she wanted him before he brought her here, but he just didn't know how much. As he watched her moan and arch her back and writhe on the bed he undid the buttons on his shirt and let it fall away from his body, feeling himself grow unbelievably hard he continued to watch her. 

Seconds after he put her down the sensation wore off, and she realized what she was doing. She opened her eyes, looking at him in horror. His shirt was now off, exposing his perfect chest. She leapt off the bed and headed for the door, forgetting her sheet. Her hand closed around the doorknob as she turned and started to pull it open. Without warning David tackled her to the ground and she screamed. Roughly he forced her to turn and lay on her back, forcing her to look up at him. He held her wrists in one of his hands over her head. He looked down at her in anger. Suddenly he backhanded her and covered her mouth before she could scream. The slap had been a warning for her not to run again. "Don't run from me Madeline. It's not worth the punishment you'll receive." 

She whimpered and closed her eyes. Tears streamed from the corners of her eyes down the side of her head, dampening her hair. When she opened them again she saw that he was looking over her naked body with a foreign expression in his eyes. She twisted her body, desperately wanting the sheet back. Wanting the protection from his lusty stare. 

He picked her up and held her around the waist with one arm, and sat on the bed. He held her around the back as he positioned her on his lap. She was forced to wrap her legs around him. Madeline could feel herself grow wet and blushed, embarrassed. He would think she wanted what he was going to do to her. She wasn't sure if she did or not, but she wasn't going to let him get his way, or try not to. 

He took a fistful of her thick hair and pulled her closer to him, she could feel his hot breath as it came out in shallow gasps against her lips. "This is what you like, Madeline. I know it is. I heard you." 

Her palms were pressed against his chest as she tried to push him away, trying to get off of his lap. But he spun her around quickly and pinned her body to the bed with his body. He was still between her legs as he cupped the sides of her face in the palms of his hands. He stroked her cheeks with the ball of his thumbs. He stared at her for what seemed like minutes but was only seconds, his breath coming out as heavy as hers. He leaned down and pressed his lips to hers. As he kissed her he pushed his tongue into her mouth, and moved it with hers. Moaning against his mouth she tried to break the kiss. When his kiss grew more persistent she gave up and began to kiss back. David broke the kiss, breathing even harder then before. The new look in his eyes was filled with passion. He cupped her right breast in his hand and began to gently caress it. She tilted her head back and arched her back as her lips parted and she moaned loudly. Madeline lifted her hips and began to rub herself against him. Purposely teasing him. Hoping that he'd give her another chance to run. He groaned and took one of her erect nipples into his mouth, his tongue circling the hardened tip. As he sucked her nipple she heard him unbuckling his belt. In response to the sound she gasped. Opening her eyes she came to the realization that she was in danger of losing what she had saved, her virginity. "Don't" she half cried, half moaned. "Please, I haven't.. " Blushing once more she finished her sentence "I haven't ever done this."

He stopped what he was doing, and looked down at her with a hint of confusion. An expression that scared her then came over his features, making them look dark and foreboding. 

"Please, please" she begged. "I'm saving that for my husband." 

He grinned. "Then there's no reason to save it any longer." 

She screamed and began to thrash around, and kick. She put everything she had into getting free from him. The laughter that seemed to echo throughout the room stopped as she got him off and once again headed for the door. After opening it she dashed out into an almost pitch-black hallway. She paused for a moment, trying to figure out where she was going. When she heard him get up and chase after her she ran down a flight of stairs. She kept running, not knowing where she was. She stopped and kneeled, leaning against the darkest wall she could find, and tried to slow her breathing. She thought she could hide from him so she stayed silent. 

Menacing footfalls sounded throughout the house. With each thud his presence seemed to grow closer. She closed her eyes tightly and crossed her arms over her chest. Suddenly she felt hands around her upper arms, pulling her up. She opened her eyes and saw David blazing with anger. He slammed her against the wall, and for a moment she thought her back had broken from the pain shooting down her spine. He grabbed her around the throat and spoke in a low threatening tone. "Run again and I'll hurt you, Madeline." She was so scared that she was shaking. What if he killed her? She already knew he was crazy. 

His hand fell from her neck so he could stroke between her thighs. The tips of his fingers ran along the crease between her lips. His fingers continued as they parted her lips and rubbed along her opening. She gasped and almost collapsed against him. She had done that to herself, but never had she felt anything like this. With her eyes closed she moaned. Her moans grew more demanding as her hips slowly began to move to encourage the movement of his fingers. The sensation stopped, and she slowly opened her eyes, realizing he stopped. Madeline regretted opening her eyes when she saw the evil grin he wore on his lips. He raised his hand so he could see his fingers. Slowly he rubbed three of his fingers together, seeming to examine the wetness. He then took two of them into his mouth and sucked the tips. "Looks like your body's trying to tell me something." He said, teasing her. 

She moaned half disappointed that he stopped. 

He lifted her and put her over his shoulder as he made his way back to the bedroom. He caressed the private place between her thighs as he carried her. Taking advantage of her position. She moaned, and he could feel her nails digging into his back. 

He swung her from his shoulder onto the bed. The sudden movement caught her off guard. She had no time to move away from him before he gripped the back of her knees in his hand and pulled her forward. Pulling her closer to him. He opened her legs, and moved between them to keep them apart. Her chest rose and fell hard as she looked down and noticed that he no longer had any clothes on. When had that happened she wondered for a brief moment. She looked at him and licked her lips, afraid.

She looked so beautiful he thought as he looked down at her. She was so innocent despite her tough exterior. He had this naked beauty on his bed. She was open to him, offering him her most precious gift. He knew they would be together forever the minute he saw her that first day in class. She was mysterious, and the first time he looked into her eyes he knew he had to have her. He knew her eyes were green, but that description didn't do them justice. They were more of a jade. 

He could never let her know how much he wanted her. That would be giving her all the control, and control is something she won't have he thought to himself. 

Shit she's licking her lips again. He could feel himself grow harder as she moaned and squirmed and struggled. He wanted to make love to her so badly, to fuck her, to make her, his. She was moving on the bed again, wiggling. Trying to get free from him. He loved the struggle. He knew she wanted him, and that increased his want for her. He couldn't wait any longer. He took himself in his hand and held her around the waist, trying to pull her closer as he positioned himself against her opening. He rubbed the head against her wet opening, teasing her. He could see her biting her lip and he groaned as he slowly pushed the head into her tight resistant opening. Groaning loudly he continued to push. His eyes never leaving hers. 




Sucked into Obsession



She winced and turned her head so she didn't have to look at him, and his sickening victorious expression. She still fought to get him away from her, but she knew it was hopeless. She could feel him turning her face back towards him. "Look at me. I want to see your eyes." He said. 

She closed her eyes, being defiant. Her action earned a slap across the cheek. "Do it or I'll make this hurt more." Slowly Madeline opened her eyes, and as she did she saw an expression that confused her. Was it one of love? 

He couldn't stand not to look into her eyes. He loved the way they looked. He pushed all the way into her with a quick thrust, unable to control himself any longer, not really thinking about her pain. A groan accompanied his movements, her scream followed as her body tightened and stiffened. Tears streamed down her cheeks now as she begged for him to stop. He leaned forward and kissed her very lightly on the lips. He loved the way she tasted. Slowly he began to pump in and out of her. Her tight walls clutched his shaft, making the sensation unbearably pleasurable. It was the most incredible feeling he'd ever had. He laced his fingers with hers as he held her hands to the bed. He thrust hard into her but at a slow pace. A grunt accompanied each of his power thrusts. Her breasts swayed as he fucked her. 

Her expression was exquisite as he watched pain dance across it. He took pleasure in the fact that he was hurting her. He loved the fact that he was her first and that he'd be her only. "Your pussy is so tight just like I knew it would be." He groaned. 

She whimpered when she heard him. "Please.. " 

"Please what, Baby?"

"Stop" The plea came on a whispered breath. 

"I'll never stop." He said as his thrusts became more demanding. He sat up and pulled her on top of him making it so she had to ride him. He grabbed her hips in his hand and began to move her so she rocked on him. She grabbed his shoulders holding onto him as she stared into his eyes. "David," his name she moaned out. 

He leaned down and took a hard nipple into his mouth and sucked as he moaned against her soft flesh. This was exquisite and he wanted to savor it forever. "Ride me." He commanded. 

When she didn't comply he thrust his hips upwards hard into her so she called out in pain. 

Slowly she began to move on him and he grunted even louder. 

His orgasm was building and he wanted her on her back as he came so he could look into her eyes. So he pushed her to the bed and grabbed her legs forcing them up so he could thrust deeply inside her. For several minutes he watched as he cock slid in and out of pussy. He loved to watch them make love. Finally he arched his back and tilted his head back as his orgasm hit. He thrust hard into her one last time holding his position as cum streamed from him inside of her. She covered her face in shame but he pulled her hands away. "This was meant to happen. Don't be ashamed of making love to me, Madeline." 

She said nothing to him but she knew she was in for a long night because five minutes after he finished he was hard again. 

Two hours elapsed before Madeline finally woke up. She looked over and saw that David was watching her. She turned away from him, not wanting to see him. His hand was lazily moving up and down her side. "Don't touch me." She said as she moved further away from him to the other side of the bed. She winced as she did it since she was still very sore from earlier. 

He pushed her gently onto her back and climbed on top of her, looking down at her with a grin, and his usual evil expression. She grew frightened again. "I can touch you anytime I like. You're mine now, Madeline." He said.

She shook her head and looked up at him. "I'm no one's, and I'll always hate you for what you did." 

His smile turned to a frown as he heard her words. Lazily he rolled one of her erect nipples under the ball of his thumb. "No. You're mine, and I'll make sure you never forget it." He said as he slid between her legs again.

It had been two weeks since that endless night with David. He let her go, and told her that he'd be back. She did everything she could to avoid him at school. Every day she prayed that she wouldn't run into him. The few times she did she would avoid his eyes, and turn to walk the other way. A couple times he tried to grab her arm to make her stay, but she threatened to scream if he touched her. The scene from the night two weeks earlier played over and over in her mind. What could she have done differently she wondered every day. 

She knew that she wouldn't be able to avoid him forever but she was trying like hell. Every time she closed her eyes she thought of how he made love to her. How he'd seemed to be punishing her at first but as time went by his touch became soft and tender. She licked her lips as the memory of their night together washed over her. An unfamiliar wetness started between her thighs and she wondered why. She couldn't like what he had done to her could she? The bell signaling the end of the class rang and the memory was torn from her mind. Wanting to avoid David she quickly gathered her books and made her way out of the class. She needed somewhere where she could think. Confusion racked her brain and she just needed to clear her head. Two girls walked out of the bathroom just as she entered. She just needed some time she thought to herself as she laid her books on the sink and leaned over it. She held her head in her hands for a few moments, "Oh God I asked for it." She whispered to herself. The bathroom door opened, and she looked up. Madeline was met with David's reflection in the mirror. Her mouth opened in a small o shape showing her shock. She swallowed hard. "What do you want?" She said as she looked at him. 

"I think you know." He said as he moved closer. 

"Fuck you, you prick" She pushed past him, heading for the door. Her body reacted to his words as her nipples hardened pressing against her shirt. She had to get away from him; all he did was confuse her even more. 

David reached out and grabbed her arm there was no way he was going to let her get away. It had been two weeks of hell for him and now he had her alone. He pulled her into a stall and closed the door. He pushed her skirt up and grabbed her panties, yanking them off. His need for her was that of a junkie. He couldn't wait any longer, she'd been all he thought about since they met, and since the night he made love to her she plagued his every thought. 

She gasped and slapped him. He grinned and lifted her up. He held her around the waist, and kept her body up with his body. She slapped him again, and tried to push him away, but he returned her slap with one of his own. Her head flew to the side. The slap earned a whimper from her. She looked at him with a harsh expression. "This really is the only way you can get a girl isn't it?"

He narrowed his eyes at her, and lifted his hand to hit her again but the bathroom door opened. Instead of hitting her he covered her mouth with his hand, blocking her scream for help. Soft giggles of the girls who entered the bathroom taunted her. She wanted to cry out for them to help her, but she knew she couldn't with his hand over her mouth. He looked directly in her eyes and smirked. He leaned over and whispered into her ear, "they can't help you. No one can. You belong to me, and I'm going to help you remember that." He said as he unzipped his pants with his free hand. He pulled his cock free and she whimpered against his hand. She knew what was coming. He positioned it to her opening and thrust hard into her. She had to bite down on his hand to keep from screaming. She was still so very tight. He deliberately thrust into her hard but slow as though he were teasing her, rubbing it in that no one could help her. 

Tears welled in her eyes as she tried to cry out. She remembered what he'd told her on that night two weeks ago. He'd said that he'd make sure that after that night it wouldn't hurt her when he fucked her. In fact she'd beg him for his cock but that wasn't the case. The feel of his cock inside her still hurt he was just too huge. 

He was going mad with pleasure. The feeling of being inside her was almost too much. He almost came just from the sight of her. She really was beautiful. It pissed him off that she was talking to Peter, but it hurt him even more. Who the hell did she think she was? She was his, and she had to learn that. He started to pump faster, and harder as anger built up inside of him. Madeline wrapped her legs around his waist, and he could feel her muscles tighten around his shaft. He knew she was going to cum. He looked into her eyes as he thrust over and over again inside of her. Once again the movement of her eyes hypnotized him. 

As Madeline looked into his eyes she wondered why he hated her so much. What did she do to him to make him want to hurt her? She heard the girls leave the bathroom. Her muscles began to tighten around him as she began to cum. He was staring at her with a look she couldn't decipher. He moved his hand from her mouth and she let out a loud moan, much louder then she intended it to be. Madeline tilted her head back and took her bottom lip into her mouth. Trying to keep from screaming she bit and sucked her lip. She came hard. A powerful wave of pleasure rolled over her, making it almost impossible to keep from losing consciousness.

Oh, God, she was doing it again. Why does she suck on her lip? Why did she do that to him? That drove him mad with lust. Without any warning he leaned forward and kissed her hard. She gasped and bit his lip. The blood from the small gash in his lower lip seemed to heighten the passion of the moment as it flowed into their mouths. His hands were on her hips now, trying to pull her onto him even more. A low grunt escaped his lips as he came violently inside of her.

Madeline gave some more small moans as she felt him cum inside her. She was breathing heavily against his lips; her chest was rising and falling hard as she tried to steady her breathing. She turned her head, and broke the kiss. 

Frustrated by her actions he forced her head forward again and kissed her roughly. He broke it and looked dead into her eyes. He held the sides of her head in the palms of his hands. His thumbs rubbed her cheeks as he looked at her with an intense stare. "I love the way you feel. I could stay inside you forever." David leaned very close, and she whimpered. "We'll make love again real soon, Madeline. You're never going to get away from me. And don't try avoiding me. As you can see that won't work. I can get you at any time." 

He was still hard inside her. He moved slowly inside of her to tease her. He could feel that she was having small multiple orgasms. Leaning forward he placed a gentle kiss on her lips. "Soul mates are forever." He whispered as he put his forehead against hers, and closed his eyes, savoring the moment. 

Small tears ran down her cheeks when she heard his words. He pulled out of her very slowly and she took a deep breath, glad that he was finally out. Then almost as if to tease her he thrust back in. His hands slid to the small of her back. He pulled her forward hard against his body. She let out a small cry that sounded more like a moan. "Don't forget who you belong to." He said just before kissing her once more. He pulled out, and was gone before she had time to gather her thoughts. 

Madeline crumbled to the floor and clutched her knees to her chest, crying against them. Why did he hate her?



Sucked Them All



Sharing some of my naughty experiences. For those who have not read my other stories, please understand I do not write long winding stories. I love telling the world about my true life experiences with only one aim...to get you boys hard and jerking to my stories thinking about me. I am a 22 year old small petite girl. Blonde, 32a, shaved, 5'3".

One of the things I know boys really like is a girl who will swallow. I know it is naughty and most married guys have forgotten what it is to even get a blow job, lest having the wife swallow. For those who are lucky to be with a girl who will give a blow job, not many will let the guy cum in the mouth. I on the other hand, love cum. I know it turns you boys on and I will swallow.

Speaking of my random encounters with men, one of the things I will do with complete strangers is give them a blow job without ever letting them fuck me. Complete strangers passing through life, and a lucky guy just finds this naughty little girl who will suck him, make him blow his load in her mouth and disappear without ever doing anything more.

It was the summer of 2009 and I was in Florida with friends having a nice weekend time. The timing was bad as my periods hit me during that weekend. Not feeling great and a little bloated, I was worried about having a boring weekend. My girlfriend who knew how much I enjoyed giving blow jobs encouraged me to have some fun regardless.

Dressed in my red tight backless dress that barely goes past my ass, my red high stilettos and my red thongs, my girlfriend and I showed up at the night club to party. Throngs of good looking guys dotted the bar and the floor. Soon we were chatting and drinking with 2 guys from Germany. Eric was my kinda guy. Late 20s, chiseled, 6'5" tall and broad shoulders, I would have fucked him right there if I could.

We danced, we drank, he grinded against my ass, I pushed my ass in his crotch while on the floor and showed him the slutty stripper dance. Eric was hard, real hard through the dance. At the bar his hands were all over me and I was enjoying his hands run on my tight ass. We kissed and we groped. Eric asked if we could go to his hotel and fuck and I told him to be patient.

After an hour of having fun like this, I whispered to Eric, 'Let's go to the men's room and have fun.' Eric not wanting to miss the chancve, grabbed me by my hands and drag me to the men's room. The men room had a few guys doing their thing when we walked in. We went straight to the stalls hearing hooting and hollering by a few guys who knew what will happen.

I sat on the pot, had Eric face me, pulled down his shorts and underwear, and started to stroke his cock. Not long but good size cock. He was hard. I took my mouth around it and tasted precum. Looking up to him as he stood with his pants around his ankle, I asked, 'Is this what you want baby?' Eric nodded as he groaned with my hands on his cock.

I took his entire cock in my mouth, all the way in. My hands on his balls as I deep sucked him. I took turns sucking and stroking him. Eric was playing with my hard nipples through my dress as I sucked him. I started to jerk him faster and he had to use his hands on the stall walls for support. I knew he was about to cum.

Eric asked me to stop as he wanted to fuck me first. I nodded no and told him between sucking his cock that I want him to cum in my mouth. That was all he needed to hear and within a few jerks and suck, he unloaded his cum in my mouth. Lots of it. I swallowed every drop, cleaned his semi hard cock, stood up, and pushed him to the side as I walked out. Many new guys saw me step out of the stall with the grin on my face.

Back at the bar and dance floor, I finished my drink as Eric came to my side and started to touch me again. I told him to take a break and we will chat later. Basically I was done with him.

My eyes soon saw this dark tan looking guy at the end of the bar drinking alone. I grabbed my drink and made my way to him. I stood next to him and he realizing I was alone, introduced himself. He was Raul from Columbia on holiday to Miami. He was late 20s, early 30s guy. Hot!!!

We started to chat and I learnt he had a girl friend who was back home. Teasing him I asked, 'so have you been faithful to her while you are in Miami with all good looking girls around you?' He laughed and said yes. I whispered in his ears, 'I can fix that!' Raul was speechless. I put my hands on his crotch which was hard by now and said again, 'Lets take care of you and show how we American girls treat a visitor.'

My girlfriend who was busy having fun, gave me her car keys and we made our way to the drak parking lot where the car was parked. I opened the back door, got in the car doggy style to show Raul my thongs and ass. Raul reached and grabbed my ass. I got in, turned around and sat leaning aginst the back door, one leg on the floor and the other on seat to show him my open legs. 

Raul jumped in, locked the door and touched my pussy. He had no idea I had a tampon on. He tried playing with my pussy when I pushed him back against the car door, unbuckled his pants, pulled it down to see a nice thick brown cock. I went down on his cock and had him in my mouth in a second.

He tasted so good. I sucked him nice and slow first. Taking his cock all the way in my mouth, pulling back slowly and then taking it all in again. One hand on his balls and the other on his cock shaft, I sucked him. Raul had no idea that just 30 minutes ago another guy had just cum in my mouth.

I sucked him like the naughty American girl Raul was always wanting to meet I guess. He was ready to blow his load and I told him the same thing that I told Eric. And now I had Raul unload his cum in my mouth. I sucked every drop out of him, cleaned him and he was still semi hard. Raul wanted to fuck me and asked if we could do it now.He tried gropping me, fondling me and I let him have some fun and as soon as he started to get hard again, I got up, got out of the car, adjusted my dress and said we are done. Raul had no idea what happened and tried to convince me. I told him some other time we will fuck. He gave me his number and left a little confused and speechless.

Question for me was all this sucking had me hot. I wanted to be fucked so badly but decdied to continue and have one more fun before we were done. I fopound my girlfriend dancing seductively with this big black dude. He looked like a football player. A wide receiver kind of built. He was hot. I asked my girlfriend what was her plan. She told me that Marcus (black guy) will be coming home to fuck her and I can either travel back with them or if I planned to go out with someone, to meet her later tomorrow.

I reminded her I cannot fuck tonight so would prefer going home with them. They can have fun regardless. My girlfriend suddenly had this smile on her face. She whispered a plan to me and we both smiled, giggled and hugged.

Soon Marcus, my girlfriend and I were in her car driving to her place. Marcus who sat in front had his hands all over my girl friend. He asked me why I was driving home alone and my girl friend told him the reason. I was a little embarrassed but Marcus made fun about when has periods stopped anyone from having fun. He asked me if I had not learnt about sex in the shower or about anal. Past being embarrassed and horny after sucking 2 cocks, I told him I have taken cocks in all my holes, often at the same time. It did shock Marcus a little. But he was interested in my girlfriend and fucking her.

Once home, my girlfriend and Marcus headed to their bedroom. I could hear all the giggling and laughter and after about 2 minutes of waiting, I walked into their bedroom in my thongs and nothing else to see both of them naked in bed with my girlfriend sucking Marcus 9 inch black cock. Marcus was a little surprised to see me in the room but knew he had just hit the jackpot by meeting 2 really slutty girls. I took my girlfriends place and started to suck Marcus's cock. Mmmm. he tasted good. He was big so I could stroke him while I sucked his cock. My girlfriend was sitting on Marcus face and he had his tongue deep in her pussy. We three played that way till Marcus blew his load in my mouth, my girlfriend came on his face and I was left with nothing but cum in my mouth.

I got up and told them to have fun and started to leave. Marcus looked at my girlfriend to ask if I could stay? I knew what he wanted and told him no sex for me tonight. I did not want to take his cock up my ass as I was in pain in general. After I left to my guest room I could hear Marcus fucking my girlfriend well. By the time I woke in the morning, Marcus had left after having his way with my girlfriend.



Sucker Bet



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"One of these days in your travels, a guy is going to come to you and show you a nice, brand new deck of cards on which the seal has not yet been broken. This man is going to offer to bet you that he can make the jack of spades jump out of that deck and piss in your ear. Now son, you do not take this bet, for as sure as you stand there, you are going to wind up with an earful of piss."

From Sky Masterson's speech about his father's advice - from "Guys and Dolls." [The wording is as originally written by Damon Runyon in his short story on which the play was based. For the play, "piss" was changed to "squirt cider." and the speech became  known as "the earful of cider speech."]

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David Williams was known for two things, his absolutely over the top BDSM parties, and making– and winning– bets on almost anything.

His skill, or luck, when it came to betting was phenomenal. An example of his almost unbelievable luck occurred last winter when he was at a sports bar watching his favorite basketball team with several of his friends. It was a playoff game and his team was down four points with just seconds to go. Suddenly he offered, "Two hundred says that they still win. Who'll give me five to one odds on that?"

Jim Stout looked at him over his drink and replied, "I'll take your money."

No sooner had he said that than a forward launched a three-quarter court Hail Mary shot that swished through the net just before the buzzer. Also just before the buzzer was the shrill whistle of a ref calling a defensive foul on the shot, and then another whistle as another referee called a second foul on the defensive player for pushing the forward into the stands.

The clock was gone, so only the forward went to the free throw line. He had one for the foul on his shot and two for the following flagrant foul. If he made all three, they won. If he missed any of them, they lost. His free throw average was well under 200. Dave turned to Jim and asked, "Want to go double or nothing?"

Jim laughed and answered, "If you want to give me another hundred, I'll take it."

But the forward did something he had never done before... something unheard of. He shot underhand with both arms like a grade schooler on the playground. He made all three shots, and Master David's favorite team won by one point.

As Jim handed two thousand dollars to Dave he said, "You are the luckiest son of a bitch alive on the planet. ... That, or you can see into the future." 

David just smiled at him and said, "Either way, you lose." 

Luck like that was what made David Williams' bets legendary, but sometimes it wasn't luck.  Sometimes it was a setup from the very beginning. David Williams was also legendary for getting people to accept sucker bets.

He knew every "bar bet" ever devised and had come up with several on his own.  What makes a bet a "bar bet" is that often alcohol is involved in the impaired thinking process which causes a person to accept such a bet even knowing that it is most likely a setup that cannot be won.

What makes a bet a sucker bet is not the fact that it cannot be won or that someone was drunk when they accepted the bet. Then it would just be a bar bet. A sucker bet is a sucker bet because it is carefully set up in such a fashion so as to make some sucker think that they can actually win it. A sucker bet only works if the target truly believes they can win.

Most truly great sucker bets takes days, if not weeks or months of preparation so that everything is properly in place. But at last month's BDSM party, Dave proposed, on the spur of the moment, what was possibly his ultimate sucker bet.

Shortly after arriving at the party, Mistress Jane Henderson launched into a long tirade of derogatory remarks about those Master's who "waste so much rope just to restrain a submissive." 

Dave  took it personally since it was obvious that the submissive slave she was referring to was one of his. And he, himself, had tied her to the large oak tree at the edge of the patio.

David has his petite slave, vanessa, stand naked with her back to the tree and then swathed her-- and the tree, in soft, thick, black rope from head to foot so that she looked like a huge caterpillar in a giant black cocoon. The only things showing were her eyes which peeked out through an intentional gap in the rope and her nipples which were allowed to poke through between the layers.

Dave had intended it to be erotically artistic, and most of his guests agreed with him. Mistress Jane obviously did not. "I  assume you think you could do much better," he said somewhat testily.

"I know I could do much better," she replied, "and I'm willing to put my money where my mouth is.  I will bet you five thousand dollars that I can tie up a naked slave so she couldn't get possibly get loose with just three pieces of rope, each only two feet long."

This was a well-known bar bet among devotees of rope and Dave knew exactly the tie she was referring to. One rope is tied around the knees, one tied around the elbows and the third tied in back between the other two ropes pulling them into a tight hogtie. The result makes escape almost impossible.

The party guests gathered around silently as Dave seemed to consider her offer for several minutes. Then he made a counter offer. "Let's bet something that means something," he said, raising his drink to her in a mock salute.

"Money is, after all, just... money. I propose we bet ourselves."  He smiled at her and took a sip of his drink before continuing. "The bet is this. Since you think I wasted so much rope artfully tying vanessa to the tree, I will bet that I can tie YOU naked to that same tree using just one piece of rope, one sex toy, and one leather belt. And you will have twelve hours in which to try to get free."

Mistress Jane looked like she was thinking about it. "I promise you," he continued, "that your body will not touch the tree; the rope will not loop around your body in any way; your hands and legs will be totally free; and you will still be unable to escape."

Such extra detail as to how the action of the bet is impossible is one of the marks of a bar bet, or in this case, a sucker bet. Almost anyone else would have walked away at this point, but Jane continued to look at him as if she was actually considering his wager. Then she spoke. "All you have to do is put the belt around my waist, tie the rope to the belt, and hoist me to the top of the tree. I wouldn't be able to get free because I would fall."

"Not what I was thinking," Dave replied. "But OK, I promise you, that your body will not touch the tree; the rope will not loop around your body in any way; your hands; and legs will be totally free; I will not pull your feet completely off  the ground, and the rope will not be looped around the belt.  With those conditions, I will tie you to that tree using only one piece of rope, one belt, and one sex toy of my choosing. And you will not be able to get free within twelve hours."

He laughed, lifted his glass once again in salute to her, and added, "And, of course, you will be naked."

Jane's face was again reflecting her thinking as she considered his wager.

"I won't make you get naked in front of everyone," he continued. "On the morning of my next party, you show up here before 8:00 am. It will just be the two of us. At 8:00 o'clock I will tie you to the tree naked. If you get free before the first guests arrive at 8:00 pm, I will be the one who will be naked when they arrive and I will be your naked slave for the duration of the party."

He smiled at her, "I think you would enjoy that."

He paused to let her picture that possibility in her mind, then he continued, "If you are still tied to the tree when the guests arrive, however, you are my naked slave until morning." He took a sip of his drink and looked out at his guests before adding, "I know I would enjoy that."

The guests could tell that Jane was now seriously considering the bet. What was prompting her to accept was that she was absolutely positive that she could escape. Dave obviously didn't know that she worked her way through college as a magician's assistant. Part of their act involved her escaping from what seemed to be impossible bondage proposed or executed by members of the audience. She smiled as she remembered the three summers in which no fair-goer at any of the county or state fairs had been able to tie her so that she could not escape in the twenty minutes allowed. And Dave was proposing twelve hours!

She knew that she would take the bet. She couldn't loose. But she remained silent hoping to entice Master David into proposing something further.

"OK," he began after a few minutes. "I'll sweeten the bet and give you an out if things don't go as planned. If you are not free at 8:00 pm, I'll give you a second chance... a safety bet, if you want to take it at that time. If you can get free by midnight– an additional four hours, then you are free from the bet. But if you are still bound when the last stroke of midnight rings from the clock in the tower of my mansion, you are my slave until the next party."

Jane smiled at him and bit her lip. She was still thinking.

He continued, "And you can ask any of the guests for help in figuring out how to get out of the bondage. They can't physically help you, but if you haven't figured it out, maybe they can give you some insight. You can back out of the bet all the way up to the time I start tying you to the tree, and you don't even have to consider that second bet unless you can't get free in the first twelve hours."

Jane finally said something, "Why not start out with the time period being until the next party. I could have a lot of fun with you in a month."

There was a gasp of appreciation from the gathered guests.  Dave answered in one word, "Done."

"When would I have to tell you if I accept this bet of yours?" Jane asked.

"If you show up here the morning of the party," Dave replied, "you've accepted the bet. If not, I will see you at the party."  He laughed. "Actually, I guess either way I will see you at the party."

Jane looked around at the Masters and Mistresses gathered around them. She said, "You are all witnesses to the terms of this bet. I am calling upon you to make sure that he doesn't cheat in any way. One rope, one sex toy, one belt; No binding of my arms or legs; No rope looped around my body in any way; my feet stay on the ground; the rope can't loop around the belt, and I can't be touching the tree."

She stopped and turned back to David. "Just to be sure. Which tree?"

He pointed to the large tree at the edge of the patio where vanessa was still cocooned in black rope. "That's the tree I've been talking about," he said. "It should do nicely. Do we have a bet?"

"OK," she answered. "You tie me naked to that tree at 8:00 o'clock on the morning of your next party.  If I am still there at 8:00 at night– which I doubt, then I am your slave for a month– until the next party. Or, I take a second bet that I can, with the help of any guest at the party, figure out how to get out of the bondage before midnight.. If I get out by midnight, no slavery for me and you are my slave until the next party, but if I still can't get out, slavery until..."

She paused. Someone in the crowd yelled out, "A year."

Dave responded, "No, it is a safety bet. The only extra is the humiliation of an addition four hours tied to the tree during the party. Out by midnight, no slavery for Mistress Jane... or for me. If she is still there at midnight, slavery for her until the next party."

Jane nodded her head in agreement.

"That pretty much describes the bet," he answered. Then turning to the crowd around them, he continued, "And if she takes the bet and is free when you get here, she will be your host and I will be her naked, obedient slave for the duration of the party and until the party the following month."

"What are the limits," asked one of the Mistresses in the crowd.

"Nothing permanent, but other than that, no limits, no safeword," Jane answered.

A gasp went through the crowd. This was a totally slavery bet. The only limit was time.

David called out, "It is a bet! You are all the witnesses to this wager, so you are all invited to my next party, fourth Saturday of the month as usual. Arrive no sooner than 8:00 pm. We want to give Mistress Jane her full time to escape my clutches."

He then raised his drink in the air and said, "But that is for next time. For now, I believe that Mistress Robyn has a scene she would like to show us with her disobedient slave, Melinda."

As people drifted out into the yard to where a naked slave was bound to a Saint Adrew's Cross, one of the Masters pointed at Mistress Jane and said quietly to those around him, "That woman is going to end up a slave with an earful of cider."

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David sat at a table on his back patio sipping a cup of coffee. He personal valet, Harold, was collecting the breakfast dishes when David said, "Harold, would you please get an additional cup and place setting for Mistress Jane.  The party is tonight. She should be arriving any moment now."

"Are you sure, sir?" he replied. "I think it was apparent to everyone at your last party that you were setting her up and that the bet was a trap."

"Yes, that was apparent to ALMOST everyone at the party," David answered with a laugh. "But what everyone else saw as my trap, Mistress Jane saw as her opportunity to trap me. Her desire to beat me in this bet blinded her to the reality in front of her. ... That and her innermost desire to be a slave, not a Mistress."

"What?" responded Harold in surprise. "I have always seen Mistress Jane as a strong woman."

"That is because you are neither a Master nor a slave, Harold, merely a devoted employee. A Master or Mistress would see the weakness behind the facade. A slave would sense a kindred spirit. I think the only reason that Mistress Jane's slave gloria doesn't feel that kindred heart is because she, herself, is not truly a slave at heart.  Gloria is at heart a Mistress, not a slave."

He took a sip of his coffee and surveyed Harold's confused face. "Neither of them is aware of their true natures... yet," he said with a smile. "But I believe that will start to change at midnight tonight."

He held up a hand as if to signal for silence. "Ah, I hear the sound of a car in the driveway. You had best hurry with Mistress Jane's cup."

A few moments later, Harold ushered Mistress Jane Hendersen out the patio doors onto the patio. She was wearing a simple sundress and sandals and was carrying an overnight bag. "Good morning Master David," she said merrily as she approached the table.

"Good morning Mistress Jane," he responded. "Since you are here, I assume that our little wager is on.

"I've given it a lot of thought," she answered. "I want to see the equipment you will use first."

"Oh," he responded in a cheery voice. "I wouldn't want to totally spoil the surprise. How about two out of three? I show you the rope and the belt." He smiled at her before continuing, "We can let the sex toy be the surprise."

He turned to his valet and said, "Harold, if you would be so kind?"

Harold left and returned a few moments later with a wide, black leather belt and a coil of very thin, black rope. David took them from him and set them on the table in front of himself. "This rope," he began, "is Seal Team parachute line.  It is very thin, but very strong and absolutely not stretchable or breakable– at least not by human hands. And this," picking up the wide black belt, "is a special version of a restraint belt."

He formed the belt into a loop and pushed the D-ring-like prong through one of the slots on the belt. "You can see that the tightness is adjusted by the slot in which you place the restraint connector. You press it through like that and twist it 90 degrees to lock it in place. Normally you would lock handcuffs and ankle chains to the ring, but I am not going to use it like that."

Mistress Jane smiled. She was sure what he was planning now. He would put the belt tightly around her waist and tie the cord to the restraint loop with some sort of extremely difficult knot. He was obviously relying on the sex toy to keep her distracted enough that she would not be able to get the knot loose in the required twelve hours. She had escaped at the fairs with much more distraction than that. This was going to be even easier that she thought.

"You have yourself a bet," she said loudly.

"Then let's get you tied up, shall we?" answered David.

He led her over to the edge of the patio beneath the old oak tree and said. "Take off your dress and stand here with your hands above your head."

She pulled the thin dress over her head. She was wearing nothing beneath it. As David started to tie a blindfold over her eyes, she said, "You said nothing about a blindfold!"

"Merely for while I tie you up. It comes off as soon as you are secure."

"Well..." she answered. "OK, but if it stays on, the bet is void."

"Oh, it will not stay on," he promised.

Jane then felt him wrap the belt around her. She gasped in surprise when he pulled it tight not around her wait, but at her armpits. The belt was above her breasts yet went under her arms. She felt his hands pull the belt tightly together and then push the latch buckle through and twist it to hold it in place. It pushed down hard on the top of her breasts and cut slightly into the underside of her arms, but it was not painful or unbearable. 

"You think that will keep me from untying the rope?" she asked.

"Oh," he replied. "The rope won't be tied, at least not to the belt."

She felt something very light weight brush against her upheld hands.  Then the rope touched her shoulders. It was being let down from above and there seemed to be two ropes, as if it was doubled over. David grabbed the rope and did something with it and then she could feel it all along the middle of her back. There were definitely two ropes, or a single rope doubled over.

David pulled the rope slightly away from her body and did something. Then he said, "Here comes the surprise."

Jane felt something cold between her ass cheeks. Whatever it was felt like a small metal ball. Then there was pressure on her sphincter and suddenly it was inside her. She could feel the cold metal ball inside her and cold metal between her cheeks and against the top of her ass. It was obviously an anal hook of some sort.

David called out, "Pull it tight, Harold." and suddenly there was pressure on her anus and tailbone and she was being pulled slightly into the air.

"You can put your hands down now," he said, and then removed the blindfold.

"That's not a sex toy," she said heatedly. "That's an anal hook."

"Ah, but it is a sex toy, and three month ago when we had out little demonstration of sex toys used in bondage, you used one on your slave, gloria. You hog-tied her with the anal hook tied to her hair so that she had to keep her back bowed even more than the tie of her legs and arms created. It was the only non-rope item you used, so you definitely thought it was a sex toy that night and I have video to prove it. You even called it your new sex toy."

Jane twisted on her toes so that she could turn herself to face David. "This is so lame," she said.  "All I have to do is pull the hook out of my ass and I am free."

"Yes," David chuckled. "That is all you have to do." He then began walking around her in a tight circle. "So why don't you do that?"

Jane reached behind herself and tried to pull the intruder from her ass, but there was too much tension on the rope and she was already on tip toe so she couldn't create any slack.




Sucker Bet



"The rope doesn't stretch," said David. And it is looped through a Y in the branch above you so you can't pull it further down and relieve the tension."  He laughed again. "I am afraid that you will be on your toes until the party begins." Another laugh. "After that, I think that you might be on your knees at my feet."

Jane wanted to yell, "You Bastard!!" But that would be admitting defeat. Instead she began testing the limits of her bondage.

Her arms were totally free. He legs were totally free. The only thing truly holding her in place was the anal hook.

She tried bending over to see if that would allow her to pull it out, but since the rope went through the belt clasp high on her body, leaning forward merely increased the tension on the rope and pulled the hook more tightly into her ass.

She tried to slip out of the belt itself, but could not. If the rope were actually tied to the belt, she could have put her hands above her head and easily pulled it over her shoulders. But the rope was not secured to the belt in any way. It merely went through the loop on the belt. There was nothing to pull upward on the belt.

She tried grabbing the rope above her head and pulling herself into the air. But the rope was too thin for her to really get a grip on it and even if she could lift herself up, there was no way that she could hang with one hand and reach down with the other to pull the hook free.

She tried moving out to the limits of the rope and moving in a circle to see if she could stretch the rope, but, as David had informed her, it had been designed not to stretch.

"If you soil yourself before tonight," said David cheerfully, "I will wash you down so you won't be embarrassed by your weakness in front of the Masters and Mistresses."

That was one thing that Jane wasn't worried about, but she wasn't about the tell David that. She had been supremely confident that she could escape, but just in case she had thoroughly cleaned herself out and not eaten anything since. If she had to piss, she would turn in a circle and distribute it around her so that it would more quickly dry up.

She glared at David and went back and tried everything a second time, but without success. Eventually Mistress Jane Hendersen was reduced to standing as close to exactly under the limb as possible to minimize pressure on her ass and shifting her weight from leg to leg to help stave off the cramps that were surely to come.

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Party guests began arriving around ten after eight. They each smiled and commented as they found Mistress Jane still tied beneath the oak. Two of the Masters stood behind her talking. "Ingeniously simple," one of them said. "I will have to try a variation of that will my sub," said the other.

Tears began to flow down Jane's face as she realized the truth of her humiliating defeat. Then David was standing in front of her. "So," he began. "Do you want to admit defeat and not have to stand around like this until Midnight, or do you want the safety bet. If you don't get out by midnight, you are still my slave until the next party. If you do get out, you are free, but you don't get me at all."

He reached out and lifted her head so that their eyes met. He was holding a collar and chain in his hands.  "What will it be? Walk behind me on the chain or continue your dance on the end of the rope until midnight?"

"I'll stay here until midnight," she answered. She was trying to be haughty and defiant, but she sounded more like a petulant slave whining to her master.

David spoke loudly so that everyone could hear. "Jane has decided to extend her stay in my little trap. If any of you have any suggestions as to how she can escape this simple bondage, please feel free to let her know."  Several eyebrows were raised at his lack of use of "Mistress" in front of her name, but the title did not seem to apply to this person who was bound naked in front of everyone with her legs shaking from fatigue.

Gloria, Jane's slave approached. She was wearing, as were most of the slaves at the party, a very short and diaphanous cover over a black leather micro-bikini bottom.  "Come to gloat," said Jane sharply.

"No, Mistress, I came to suggest something that might allow you to get free.  But you will have to entice one of the men to fuck you while you are tied up."

Jane's face contorted in rage. She screamed out, "You are just trying to cause me to humiliate myself further. You have always been a troublesome and useless slave. The first thing I will do when I return as your Mistress is to sell you to someone who can beat some obedience into your thick head!"

Gloria did not respond to Jane's rage. Nor did she cower before her. Instead she stood tall and said quietly, "We will see. We will see."

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At midnight Jane was still tethered to the tree. Somewhere between 10:30 and 11:00 she had lost control of her bladder and wet the ground beneath her. The shame was apparent on her face and the redness spread throughout her body when someone in the crowd began applauding. As the clapping rose in volume, she tried to pull away, but there was no place to go.  She was stuck on display on the patio as the urine splattered on the ground. All she could do was hang her head in shame. Soon the water of her tears also wet the pavement beneath her.

Shortly after midnight, David walked out and stood before her.  He called out loudly, "Harold, release the rope," and suddenly the tension which had been holding her on her toes for 16 hours was gone. David caught her as she slumped to the pavement and lowered her to the floor.

Gloria ran up with a damp rag and began to wipe her forehead. "I wish you had taken my advice," she said. There was genuine sorrow in her voice.  "Then you would have been able to get free."

Jane slapped Gloria's arm away from her face and snarled, "Don't pretend that you would have been able to get out of this. I couldn't do it in 16 hours! You wouldn't have a chance in hell of getting out in 16 years!"

"Would you be willing to bet on that?" Gloria asked in a very icy voice.  She stood up alongside the prone woman. "I will bet you that I can get out of this bondage in 16 minutes. If I can't, I will take your place as Master David's slave for the next month. But if I can, after your servitude to Master David is complete, you will take your proper place as my slave and I will be the Mistress from now on."

The collective gasp from those attending punctuated her final words.

Jane laughed slightly and then looked over to Master David. "Would you agree to the substitution?" she asked. 

David nodded his head.  Then he asked, "Would you agree to slavery if you loose?"

"I will not lose," she spat back. "It's not possible to get out of this in 16 minutes. I couldn't do it in 16 hours. Gloria will be your slave for the next month. Next month gloria will once again be my slave and I will teach her the truth of her place in life. At your party two months from now, I will use her as the subject for a demonstration of the latest caning and paddle techniques. "

Gloria looked out on the crowd.  All eyes were on her as she said, "You are witnesses to this bet." Then she turned to David and said, "I would appreciate if the equipment were cleaned up before it was used on me."

"Of course," David answered, and Harold took the belt and anal hook back into the house. A few moments later he returned.  There was a slight smell of disinfectant as he handed the two items to David.

Gloria removed what little clothing she was wearing and walked to the spot where Jane had been tethered. "Please put your hands above your head," David said softly. There was a ripple of murmuring in the crowd.  He was treating Gloria as an equal... as a Mistress rather than as a slave.

The belt was pulled two positions tighter on Gloria than it had been on Jane.  One position was because she was slightly smaller than Jane. The second, which took some tugging, was so that no one could say that it was easier for her.

David fed the rope through the restraint loop, locking it in place.  Then he fed the rope through the eye on the end of the anal hook. Pulling the loop back over the hook and the rope caused it to wrap securely in a slip-knot around the metal of the eye.

As he pulled the anal hook upward between Gloria's ass cheeks, she wiggled slightly to better allow it entrance. Then David gave a hand signal and Harold pulled the rope until Gloria was brought up on her tip toes. Then he securely tied it off. 

No one could say that things were being made easy for Gloria. She was, if anything, higher on her toes than Jane had been.

David stood in front of her and said, "Sixteen minutes begins right now," and he started a timer app on his phone.

Gloria closed her eyes and stood very still for a moment and then began to sway on the rope. Her body was writhing as she ground herself against the hook which pulled at her ass. "Oh," she exclaimed, "I didn't expect that!"  

She rotated her ass to move the hook as much as possible within herself. "That feels sooooo good." She said breathlessly. "I never dreamt it would feel like this. I can't believe how turned on I am."

Jane whispered to a Mistress next to her, "As I thought. Just an excuse to get some attention and a good fucking in public." Then she laughed.

Gloria began to stroke her own breasts and pull on her nipples as she began to grunt and cry out in passion. She put both hands between her legs and began rubbing herself giving a grunting cry of "Oh! Oh! Oh!" with each stroke.

"I need somebody to fuck me!" she screamed out. "I don't care if I can't get out. I don't care if it is a Master or a slave or a Mistress with a strap-on, I need somebody to fuck me!"

Several of the Masters stepped closer, but one of the Mistresses who was standing further back said, "I think we should give one of the slaves a treat." Then she called out, "donald!"

A large, muscular, nearly naked man rushed to her side. "Be a good boy and take care of this slave in heat," she said with a laugh.

He quickly whipped his short toga over his head and rushed to stand in front of Gloria. She pushed herself toward him undulating her body and calling out, "Fuck me.  Fuck me! FUCK ME!"

She was held in the upright position by the belt and the anal hook prevented entry from the rear, so the slave, donald, bent his knees slightly and pushed himself forward between Gloria's legs. She grabbed him by the neck and pulled him tightly to herself. Soon she was bouncing on his prick with her legs wrapped around his waist.

Evidently, he had been deprived for some time because it only took him a minute or two to climax. He yelled out as he ejaculated within her, but she continued to grind against him for almost another minute. Then she said almost quietly, "Let me down, donald."

He did, and she stood flat on her feet in front of him. In her hand was the anal hook. She had reached around behind herself while he had her lifted up and pulled it from her body.

She slipped the rope over the end of the hook and then pulled it free of the eye at the top.  She reached over her head and pulled the now slack rope upward through the belt's restraint loop.

"That meets the requirement of freeing myself," she said matter-of-factly. "But to be sure everyone is satisfied, don't stop the clock just yet."

She then reached over her head and twisted the release loop which was holding the belt tight around her. A moment later it was lying at her feet. "What's the time?" she asked David.

"Seven minutes," he responded.

She walked over to him, or more exactly to Jane who stood next to him. "I tried to tell you what to do, but you wouldn't listen. That cost you dearly... slave!"

Harold hurried to her side and handed her a white robe that was more of a wrap-around dress. He also handed her a pair of white, high-heeled shoes.

After Mistress Gloria had clothed herself, she turned to address the gathered crowd. "Next month, after this slave's servitude to Master David is completed, we will have a collaring ceremony. I have already chosen a name for her. It is 'sucker bet'. Every time I address her, she will be reminded of what put her in this state. And her name will proclaim to the world the weakness which changed her from Mistress to slave."

Slave sucker bet stared out at the crowd and openly wept and wailed like the slave she now was.

"Oh!" Gloria suddenly said, "And the month after that, we will still have that demonstration of the latest caning and paddle techniques which Mistress Jane promised you, except the former mistress Jane will be the subject of that demonstration, and I, Mistress Gloria, will be the one who demonstrates the proper techniques."

David looked out at the crowd and asked, "Would anyone like to bet on how many strokes of the cane it will take to totally break sucker bet?"

"It will be a while before anyone takes one of your bets again," someone yelled from the crowd.

"Wanna bet?" he replied with a laugh and offered his arm to Mistress Gloria as they walked back into the house with former mistress Jane, now slave sucker bet, pulled along behind them by her collar chain.

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"How do you do it?" Mistress Gloria asked. 

"How do I do what?" he answered.

"How do you know when someone is going to take one of your bets?" she replied.

David laughed. "It comes to me in a flash," he said. When Gloria stopped and looked at him with her hands on her hips, he continued. "Literally, it comes to me in a flash image of something from the future, or at least something from my mind telling me what the future might be."

"What do you mean?" she asked.

"When Jane started her diatribe against the use of so much rope, I suddenly had a vision of her being led naked by a chain that was attached to a slave's collar. No, actually, it wasn't attached to the collar. It was attached to two smaller chains which went through D rings on the sides of the collar and down her back to where they attached to an anal hook."

He turned and smiled broadly at Mistress Gloria. "That's when I knew that Jane was actually a slave and you were actually a Mistress. The collar and anal hook gave me the idea for the bet and from the image, I knew that she would take that bet and that she would lose."

Mistress Gloria stared at him in surprise. "You weren't seeing the future," she replied. "You were reading my mind.  What you saw was exactly what I was thinking. I wanted her naked and being led by her ass through the party. I was thinking about how I could do that."

"So maybe the present was the inspiration for the future rather than the other way around." he replied. "In either case you are now Jane's Mistress and next month, you can lead her through the party in your specially designed collar and hook."

"Wait a minute," Mistress Gloria suddenly said. "When you saw the collar, were there two D rings or three?  Did the chains drop down over her shoulders or come around the collar to a common ring in the back before going down to the anal hook?"

"Now that you mention it," David said with a shrug, "there were three rings. The one in the back was mounted horizontally rather than vertically.  Why do you ask?"

"Because I didn't think of that until I was hanging under the tree and realized that the hook would wobble badly from side to side unless it were held upright like it was through that belt."  Her eyes widened. "You were seeing the future. That's how you win your bets!  You know how things are going to come out!"

"Not always," he replied, "and I can never depend on it. But when it happens, it is often very interesting... and very profitable."

"That's how you knew your team would win in the playoffs last winter."

Master David laughed as he replied, "No, that was pure luck.  I was trying to lose that bet. You have to lose once in a while or nobody will take your wagers. That $200 loss would have set up the next six months worth of bets. I had no idea they could pull off a win. I won two thousand, but no one would take any of my bets until last month when Jane fell into my trap. I would have been better off losing."

"So," Mistress Gloria asked, "what do you see in the future now?"

"Well," he responded, "After the party, I see you and me having a lot of fun with our new slave and then topping off the night with some fantastic sex."

"Maybe I should start making some bets," she replied with a smile. "I see the same thing."

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We meet in a bar, me, my best sissyboy painslut & you. We are all dressed in everyday office attire; you boys look so professional in your suits. I have on a tight white blouse which strains a little at the buttons, the sheer lace of my bra clearly showing through; a straight black skirt, net stockings & heeled patent black pumps. There are other such groups in the bar & we don't look out of place as we choose a quiet corner table; however I'm willing to bet that none of the other suited men have silk panties on under their pants, nor that any of the power dressed women are wearing open crotch rubber shorts under their sober skirts. We take our seats & you boys sit as instructed next to each other on the bench seat while I take a chair opposite.

I lean forward & make the introductions & ask whether you're both wearing your frillies. Painslut reaches into his waistband & twangs his thong elastic & you just look uncomfortable but nod yes. I smile, pleased that my boys are so obedient. I explain that I have booked a hotel room in the next street & tell you how much I'm looking forward to you boys getting to know each other better. You look very handsome & it's hard for me to reconcile that this is the boy whose cross dressing cum-shot I have as my home pc screensaver. The one where you're squatting in your red high heels, thighs open as far as they can go, your thick, red turgid cock sticking straight out at me from the crotch of your sheer black pantyhose, a thick rope of cum hanging from the swollen head. 

I know that by this point painslut is hard & ready in his white lacy thong, just the fact that we are all here together is enough to make him hard & as I casually tell you both about my plans for the evening I'm hoping that you are getting hard too; your beautiful fat shaft throbbing in your red silk panties as I outline what I need you to do. I notice that you're flushed & ask you if your erection is making you uncomfortable in this public place, you look surprised that I know, then you smile & nod. Staring at you I tell you that you're not alone & reaching under the table I take your hand & put it on the bulge at painsluts crotch, squeezing his huge boner with your hand; he squirms a little with pleasure & slides his hand onto your lap, slowly stroking your hard silk clad cock, using 2 fingers to trace the outline of your cockhead as he smiles at you. You swallow & look at me noticing that my nipples have hardened & are showing through my blouse.  

You tell me later that you felt terrified at this point, painslut & I have been sceneing for years but you didn't really know us at that point & could have been heading for a really nasty night, although you admitted you also felt so excited about finally making real the fantasies & desires we had chatted about online.

I suggest that we drink up & head for the hotel, we all know that it's not really a suggestion but an order. We leave the bar, me walking between you both a hand on each of your asses stroking as we walk the short distance to the hotel. I tell you both to hold the elevator as I get the key from the desk. We're the only ones in the elevator & I stand between you facing you both & gently rub your cocks through your suit pants as we climb to the 29th floor. Painslut moans & gazes lustily at you, then leans over reaches for the back of your head, pulling you towards him & kisses you full on the lips right in front of my face; your cock twitches under my hand at the kiss & I squeeze it lightly as you kiss him, your tongues entwined as I stroke you both.

The elevator stops & we walk to the room, this time I'm leading you both by the front of your pants. I open the door & hang the Do Not Disturb sign on the outside, locking the door as you both walk into the room. I tell you that I'm glad you're getting along but that there'll be no more kissing 'til I say so, I have you stand facing each other in front of the huge window. I draw back the net curtain & turn on a floor lamp so you are illuminated in a pool of light in front of the window; several lights are on in the office building across the street, I'm hoping there's someone working late. You gaze at each other as I sit on the end of the bed & order you to begin stripping each other.

I watch as you undress each other revealing your hard torsos, stiff nipples & sexy panties. Painslut's cock is clear of his thong by a full 2 inches & I see a smear of precum on his slit; your prick is clearly outlined by the red silk of your tight lace edged panties, pointing to the side, the dark stain of your precum spreading, betraying your arousal. You glance down at painslut's cock throbbing against his belly & swallow; I notice your cock twitch inside your panties as he reaches for your hips & pulls you close so that your silk clad shafts are pressed together. You are obviously longing to kiss again but I'm not about to let you.

With one swift movement I remove my skirt to reveal my shaved pussy framed by the shiny black latex, garter snaps holding up my net stockings, parting my thighs to show my slick rouged labia I reach into my bag & pull out a thick double ended jelly dildo & lay it on the bed beside me. 

Walking toward you as you stand together hips pressed together & gyrating slightly, silk against silk, cock against cock, eyes glazed, breathing shallow, leaking precum as your darkened cockhead grazes painsluts, his tongue slipping out over his lips longing to kiss you. 

I grasp both of your swollen tips in one hand & squeeze, then unbuttoning my blouse I free my huge tits revealing my saucer sized rouged nipples & offer them up to your mouths. You both bend to lick & suck my long stiff nipples; I bring them together, your tongues so close to each other now. Painslut groans & I ask what the matter is - please Mistress boy wants to suck - I smile & reach down to free your throbbing prick by guiding it out of the leg of your panties, watching as it bobs in the air stark against the red silk.

-Is that what you want slut? - I ask painslut, his eyes so big - oh yes Miss! - He replies. And what about you I ask you as I guide painsluts veiny 9 incher out the side of his thong - y,yes please Miss - you splutter. -Well I'm not sure that you know how to suck a cock do you? - you both nod as you gaze at each others dripping rods. - well we'll see about that- 

I reach for a chair & position it in front of the huge window & sit while ordering painslut to fetch the double ended dildo from the bed. I order you both to kneel in front of me; your eyes are now level with my smooth wet pussy. You both look so beautiful with your massive swollen members sticking out from soft silk panties.

Parting my thighs wider I stroke the dildo along my pussy lips, the coldness so arousing to my fevered lips, you both watch silently as the head of the rubber cock becomes slick & I tilt my hips forward to take it inside my hungry cunt, squeezing the dildo with my pussy muscles making sure the hard cold head is right against my g-spot. I sit up a little to make sure that the flexible rubber dong is rubbing my clit. What a sight; Mistresses big rubber cock sticking out from between her stockinged thighs.

You both swallow as you gaze at me - so lets see whether you do know how to suck cock boys- I beckon you both to crawl nearer & position you one on either side of my jutting dildo, pushing your heads together, ordering you to lick it, take turns sucking the head & deep throating it. The sight of that dildo disappearing into your oh so male mouths making me so hot, so wet. As you grip the dildo to suck the head & stroke it like a real cock the other end moves inside me. The air is filled with squelching & sucking sounds, my head is reeling as the dildo rubs my g-spot & clit as you both suck & stroke its fat shaft, your mouths & tongues entwining. My cunt muscles clench in spasm & I shout out in climax as a movement in the building opposite catches my eye. 

Still panting from my subsiding climax I look down to see that you are both still licking & sucking the dildo that juts obscenely from between my strong stockinged thighs but you are mainly doing so as a means to have your tongues touching, not quite the forbidden kiss but close. Looking lower I notice that there is a serious precum situation happening. I order you to both stop your attention to the dildo & kneel one at each of my feet, again you are both so obedient, so eager to please your Mistress. 

Lifting my left leg I place my shinily shod foot on painsluts shoulder, his head immediately turns & he begins to lick the glossy black leather as he has done so many times before. Smiling at you I pull the dildo out from between my swollen lips with a sucking pop sound, I beckon you closer & hold it out to you, all slick & sticky with my juices. I notice painsluts eyes watching you as he worships my left foot, we both watch as your tongue snakes out to lick the dildo's sticky tip, your bottom lip staying full as you lean forward & take the head in your mouth, relishing the taste of my cum. –Good boy- I say as I push the dildo further into your mouth making you gag a little, - just relax now-

Painslut groans & I look to see he has abandoned his shoe worship & is staring wide mouthed at you as I fuck your throat with my cum coated dong, the tears springing from your eyes as you try not to gag. His cock is the hardest I've seen it without pain being involved & his eyes are so wide. Does he envy the dildo being in your luscious mouth? Does he envy you the taste of my pussy, though he's had that so many times before? Or does he envy the pain you're feeling right now? Either way he has disobeyed me by stopping licking my shoe & must be punished.

Removing my foot from his shoulder I kick him hard in the chest, your eyes swivel to watch but wisely you keep on sucking the dildo I'm feeding you. Painsluts eyes glow at the pain of the kick & he looks up with a contrite face – so sorry Miss, but I couldn't help watching- he whimpers; - exactly cunt! You just can't help yourself can you? Which is why you need so much training; turn around – he turns on his knees so that he is facing the big picture window, watching me in the reflection of the darkened glass. - Head down cunt, don't think I can't see you're still watching – he lowers his face to the floor & raises his butt in the air in the classic pose of submission. 

You're still watching & sucking, drool cascading from your open mouth as you are face fucked by the thick rubber toy. I order painslut to open his thighs a little & as he does so I drag the 4 inch steel stiletto heel of my left pump up the inside of his hard well muscled thigh, leaving a long dark scratch as the metal tears his skin. A muffled moan escapes his lips & his cock jumps at the sweet pain, smiling I ask if he liked that – oh yes Miss! – he replies, face mashed into the carpet. I repeat the action on the other inner thigh, this time pressing harder, grinning as tiny drops of blood prick to the surface of the scratch almost immediately. I move my heel higher this time using it to press his right testicle upwards against his pelvis; he winces & moans as the sharp metal heel bruises his tight purple scrotum. 

Leaning forward a little I aim a fat gob of saliva onto his twitching puckered asshole, he jumps as my spit hits the target, next I drag my heel up from his congested scrotum up the taught flesh between his balls & ass; he sucks his breath in sharply then moans again. Planting the toe of my shoe firmly on his coccyx I rock it back & forth a little taking aim with the sharp square heel of my shoe. Painsluts body is tense with anticipation; gooseflesh springs up on his back as I slowly plunge the metal heel of my shoe into his asshole inch by inch; he cries out with the pain & shudders as a thick stream of involuntary cum hits the plush hotel carpet, such a rare & special boy. You wince, your eyes on stalks as you watch a thin stream of blood trickles from painsluts asshole. I grin & reassure you that I won't treat you this way............yet.

Pushing the toe of my shoe on his back again I slowly withdraw my heel & order painslut to clean up his disgusting mess but to keep the cum in his mouth, we both watch as he laps his pain induced jism from the thick carpet, his cock still rock hard; I slowly pull the dildo from your mouth & ask you if you are enjoying yourself – yes Miss, of course Miss – you reply – good answer boy, now because you've been so good I'll let you kiss him- smiling painslut crawls over to you with a mouthful of his own cum, gazes lustily at you & moves in to kiss you. Your face shows distaste as you've never tasted another man's cum before but you lean in for the kiss anyway; after all isn't this just what you'd said you fantasised about? 

Your mouths meet, painsluts tongue darting out to touch yours, transferring some of the thick cum right onto your taste buds; you reach out for him, pulling his face into yours & kiss him passionately – obviously you like the taste! I watch you kiss like teenagers, hungry for each others mouths, hands starting to roam over each others bodies, cocks straining against the leg elastic of your silky panties; getting wet again watching my beautiful sissy sucker boys getting it on. I think that it's almost time to test those sucking skills for real. 



I walk slowly around the two of you as you kneel, passionately kissing, your hands exploring each others torsos, working slowly down to your straining erections still framed by your sexy silk panties. Watching you is so erotic to me, two well built handsome straight men making out with each other in frilly underwear because I have ordered & you're loving it! 

When we planned this online, I told you of my fantasy to see two pantied sluts 69ing, becoming so wrapped up in the sensations & forbidden nature of what they were doing that they became oblivious to rest of the world; which would allow me to watch very closely & toy with them both if the whim took me. I feel that time is now here. 

In front of the large window is a long, low coffee table, about 5 feet long & 12 inches high, still watching you kiss & fondle each other I move this table until it is next to you, right in the centre of the pool of light from the floor lamp. I stand behind you both, facing the window, watching your flushed faces & rapturous expressions, sensing my closeness you break the kiss. You both look up at me & painslut reaches for your balls, his touch making you shiver as he slowly cups your dark congested scrotum. I nod & he stands up still holding your balls so that you must follow, I then run my hands over the sensitive skin of your chest & belly & around your waist & buttocks; your cock twitching at our combined touch. I grasp your turgid pole firmly & guide you onto your back on the low table, your feet planted on the floor, your still rock hard prick standing proud & visibly throbbing in the air; what a view this must be for anyone in the building opposite.

Next I lead painslut around to the end of the table where your head is, his fat 9 incher pulsing in my hand, the velvety skin so familiar to me, tiny dark scars & imperfections reminding us both of past fun; he swells even more at my touch & smiles. Smiling back I come around the back of him & kick him hard in the right calf causing his legs to buckle, he falls to his knees, your face is tilted back to watch us & now you find his glorious, thickly veined leaking tool is almost touching your face; you inhale his musk & stick out your tongue to finally taste him as I firmly push his head down towards your cock. 

His tongue snakes out as I push him down, licking your belly edging forward on his knees to straddle your face, you tilt your head back more & begin to lick his slimy precum coated cockhead; he shudders at your touch & I press his head harder into your groin & you feel his hot wet eager mouth envelope your painfully hard cock up to the hilt. Gripping the edges of the low table painslut begins to suck you up & down, his tongue swirling around your fat cut cockhead, flicking into your slit, his saliva dribbling over your balls & onto your asshole as he works you with his mouth. You moan at the fabulous intensity of feeling his hot mouth is giving you, after almost an hour of being hard with little physical stimulation being sucked is almost too much & you fight hard not to cum. Your tongue & lips are chasing his huge prick, longing to take him in your mouth, desperately wanting to give him the same mind-blowing sensations you're feeling; wishing that he would fuck your face, gag you with his girthy, well veined rod, feel his uncut foreskin unfurl in your throat. 

But painslut is playing with you, using the advantage of being on top to tease you with his cock, bobbing up & down, just missing your eager mouth on purpose; you growl, a low animal sound of longing. I look up from where I have knelt by your hips watching closely as he sucks you, memorising the look on his face, his joy at finally sucking another man for me & see what he is doing; standing I quickly reach for my crop & bringing my arm back as far as I can I strike, the hard seam of the leather cutting into his buttocks, his body jerks with the pain, his cock pulses nearer to you mouth now – stop teasing him cunt, now fuck his virgin mouth – I growl pushing his ass downwards & kneel by your head to witness the moment you finally get your first taste of real cock.

Your eyes are wide as you feel his magnificent cockhead enter your eager mouth at last, his smoothly shaved balls brushing your nose as he pushes his cock home with a moan, his ass bobbing as he makes short slow thrusts, testing your gag reflex. Your eye is drawn to the thong string in his ass crack standing out starkly against his hard flesh, the string & his asshole still showing dried blood from his earlier shoe punishment; you recall his spontaneous ejaculation in response to that pain & begin to swirl your tongue around his thick shaft as he slowly fucks your mouth, you long to taste his cum again. 

I watch as your eyes glaze over & your hands find his hips, gripping him as you mirror his movements & rhythm on your own cock so that it feels almost like you're sucking yourself; both losing yourselves in the intensity of the feelings the other is causing. Smiling I rise & resume my seat on the arm chair, selecting a slim curved vibe from my bag I watch the show that I have waited so long to see played out on a low table in front of the huge picture window. I speak breaking the reverie – now boys you must please Me before you please yourselves – I say switching on the vibe & slowly beginning to stroke my slick pussy lips with it, long slow strokes from ass to clit, teasing myself, dipping the head briefly into my cunt as I watch you deep throat each other. 

–Now boys I want to see your faces properly, get up a little & worship each other's cockheads – your weight shifts as painslut adjusts his position, simultaneously you glide out of each others mouth & take hold of the others slimy throbbing cock, both gazing at the others beauty. You stroke painslut a little, watching his foreskin unfurl across his glans, exposing the dark helmet, licking it with your tongue outstretched making him shudder as he grips you & begins to lap at you too, tasting your precum. Watching you both licking as instructed knowing that you both want to plunge back in to a full 69 & fuck & suck 'til you're spent I stroke faster with my toy, rubbing my swollen clit with the base of my vibe as the head slides in & out of me but it's not enough, I need to be involved. – Next from the bag comes my strap-on harness with a thick black 10 inch dong attached, holding the vibe in place I step into the harness & secure the straps trapping the curved vibe against my clit & g-spot. Kneeling by your hips I shove the head of my strap on into painsluts mouth, leaving your cock exposed as he hungrily sucks knowing that the wetter he makes the dildo the easier it will be for him; my hand moving between your thighs, lightly squeezing your balls, sliding my middle finger into your slimy man cunt, massaging your prostate, your cock swells anew & you groan I know that if I continue you will cum so removing my finger I move around to the other end of the table, painslut resumes his licking of your beautiful cut cock, your hips buck slightly trying to push into his mouth as you so desperately need to cum.




Sucker for a Shredder



Lucky me. My company's annual convention was in Vail, Colorado this year. My family had been planning a winter ski trip and I thought I'd take the chance to scope out Vail as a possible site. The convention was scheduled so that we attended meetings through lunch and had the afternoons to explore the town, ski, or network with fellow employees. As it turns out, I did some serious networking, but I doubt the new contacts I made will help my business and I definitely won't be adding them to my client list. I don't think my boss (or my wife for that matter) would be to happy to hear that my new contacts spent the week training me to bottom like a cockluving whore.

So I'm happily married and until this recent week, fundamentally straight. I admit I often surf internet porn and have been strangely attracted to gay porn in the last couple of years. I often jerk off to gay porn and am fascinated by how uninhibited and downright dirty the male stars perform. Sex with the wife has become somewhat perfunctory and not very frequent, especially as the kids take more and more of our daily energy. I've had several strange dreams recently that included me engaging in homosexual activities with a variety of friends, co-workers, and strangers. In all these dreams, I become infatuated with my male partner's large penis and end up performing acts I only wish my wife would perform on me. I usually awake to find my pajamas wet and sticky with a huge load of my nocturnal jizz. My wife is clueless although I think she wonders why I have recently taken an interest in the chores, having to do a couple of loads of laundry each week to prevent her from finding my crusty, cum-covered pj's. 

I just shrugged this unusual behavior off as one more tell-tale sign of my oncoming middle age. I'm 38, been married 15 years, have three kids, and am generally a conservative Republican type. But these wild wet dreams were very soon to become more than a figment of my imagination. 

The second day of the convention, several of my co-workers decided to hit the slopes and do some skiing. All three were excellent skiers, having grown up in Colorado and I was soon left behind to slowly traverse the beginner and intermediate terrain as they went to explore the expert bowls on the backside of the resort. We were to meet back at the hotel for drinks before dinner. It being mid-week the area was not very crowded and I rode several lifts by myself, enjoying the beautiful scenery and the increasing snowfall. As I loaded onto an empty gondola for a ride back up to mid-mountain, a 20-something snowboarder came to a screeching stop, unbuckled his board, and jumped onto my gondola as the doors slid shut.

"Sorry, dude," he said as he settled in across from me for the 18 minute ride up the hill.

"No problem," I replied, "the gondola is built for 8, I think there's plenty of room for the two of us."

As we crested the first cliff, putting the base area out of sight, my companion started to fidget in his seat. "Damn, bro, I got to piss like a racehorse. Those couple beers at lunch just hit me."

I didn't know what to say so I just chuckled, until the boarder dude stood up and started to unzip his baggy pants.

"I can't hold it in man. We're over these cliffs and out of site of the ski runs. Do you mind if I lower this window and take a leak?"

What could I say? When a guy needs to pee, he needs to pee. "Be my guest," I said.

The window was about four feet off the floor of the gondola, so the guy put one foot on each bench seat, straddling the floor and pulled out his dick, aiming a long, steady stream of urine out the small window.

"Don't eat yellow snow," he giggled as he continued to aim a river of warm pee at the snow covered terrain beneath the gondola.

I tried not to look, but from the minute he unzipped, I noticed he had a very impressive member, significantly larger than my penis and rivaling the thick, meaty dick of a pornstar. He was uncut and his flaccid tool was easily 6 inches long with big veins and a thick hairy mop of blonde pubic hair to match the shaggy mane hanging down below his wool snow cap.

My midnight dreams came back to me and I immediately wondered how big his cock would get when he was hard. I felt my ski pants tighten in my crotch as my dick stirred to attention with these nasty thoughts.

He shook his cock several times to get the last few drops of pee and I think his dick actually grew a couple of inches as he jumped off the seats and turned back toward where I was sitting.

In no hurry to stash his package away, he stood directly across from where I was seated, his cock at my eye level and said, "You see something you like?"

"Uh, no. What do you mean?"

"I saw the way you were eyeing my package as I took a leak," he began. "I've seen that look on dude's faces before. You some kind of fag, or something?"

"Absolutely not! I'm happily married and am definitely not gay," I replied, embarrassed to admit that his cock was making me very horny.

"You're married. So fucking what. I've had several married dudes blow me and usually they get an A for effort. You want to blow me dude?" he asked as he began to slowly stroke his ever growing member.

I couldn't believe how forward he was acting, but to be honest, I did want to blow him. But I was frozen with fear and couldn't bring myself to answer.

"Look partner," he said. "We've got 10 minutes to the top and with a little help from my hand, you might just coax a load out of this bad boy before those gondola doors open up. So quit fucking around and get on your knees like a good little cocksucker," he ordered as he fell back into the seat and wiggled his pants down around his ankles, exposing his big hairy nuts.

Without further hesitation, I did as instructed, dropping to my knees on the floor of the gondola between his legs and reached out to grasp his now nearly fully erect cock in my virgin hand. I'd stroked my own cock plenty of times, but holding his massive member in my grip was like the difference in holding a golf club versus a baseball bat. His cock pulsed with energy and I could barely get my hand around the base of his shaft.

"Yea fucker," he groaned. "I knew you wanted some of this. Open your mouth and get to work, we ain't got much time."

The fear of reaching the top of the ride with me still on my knees between the young snowboarder's legs overcame my fear of tasting his big rod and I open my mouth wide and engulfed his large mushroom head, running my tongue down the underside of his shaft. I'd watched plenty of blowjob pornos and thought I knew what a good blowjob looked like. Having convinced my wife on a few occasions to perform oral sex on me, I also knew what a bad blow job felt like. I attempted to take several inches down my throat and immediately began to gag.

The boarder dude laughed, "Shit, buddy, you can do better than that." He put his hands behind my head and forced it back down on his shaft, pausing as I started to gag but not letting me back off his tool. As my throat began to accommodate his girth, he forced several more inches into my mouth. I had roughly half of his length in my throat and I still had my hand wrapped around the base of his monster.

"Now suck on it, dude. And watch those teeth," he instructed.

I put on my best Hoover impersonation and created a nice vacuum seal on his rod, starting to bob up and down as he applied pressure to the back of my head, forcing more and more of his incredible tool down my throat.

"Play with my balls, man," he ordered as he pulled his spit covered cock from my mouth and gave my face a few wet, firm whacks. "Suck those hairy nuts, boy. Feel that warm jizz starting to bubble deep in my nads."

I took one ball in my mouth and sucked lightly, tonguing his nuts as I stroked his long, spit-lubed boner. I changed balls and took his other nut in my warm mouth, amazed at how horny and nasty I was acting. He lifted his feet up onto the seat on the far side, exposing his puckered hole to me. Without any instructions, I licked my way down to his hairless hole and began to tongue fuck his ass as he moaned with pleasure. I don't even like giving my wife oral sex, but I was turned on beyond belief rimming this guy's ripe ass.

"That's it cocksucker," he groaned. "Now get back up here and finish off this boner."

As I massaged his balls, I took his dick back in my mouth and let him face fuck me like a cheap whore. I knew we must be getting near the top of the lift, so I doubled my efforts to suck him dry. Unbelievably his cock seemed to grow even bigger deep down my throat and the veins on the top of his shaft began to pulsate.

"Oh yea fucker, I'm gonna blow. I'm gonna shoot this big load straight down your faggot throat," he exclaimed as I began to feel spurt after spurt of warm, creamy goo coat the back of my throat. 

"Fuck yea!!!" he screamed as he unloaded a gallon of man sauce into my eager mouth. I swallowed as fast as I could but cum dribbled out of my mouth and ran down my chin into my beard.

"Lick it up, dude," he ordered. "We're getting close to the top and you need to clean up my tool, now."

I slurped up the sticky cum, licking his long shaft like the sweetest lollipop I'd every tasted, swallowing every ounce of warm fluid I could get. I didn't want to stop but he shoved me away and yanked up his pants as the gondola door swung open, with me still on my knees between his legs, his spunk still wet in my beard. He jumped out of the gondola and grabbed his board as I stood up, exited the gondola, and grabbed my skis, an obvious tent protruding from my ski pants. The lift operator gave me a nasty look, as I was sure he knew what had just happened, but he didn't say anything. 

I met the boarder out on the slopes as he was putting on his snowboard.

"Dude, you've clearly done that before. I don't know if a chick has ever given me head that good."

I smiled, proud I had satisfied this stud, while feeling guilty and embarrassed at the same time. 

"Based on that lump in your pants, you must have enjoyed it too," he chuckled. 

I couldn't argue with that. It was probably the hottest sexual situation I had ever been a part of and I was already regretting it was over.

"Tell you what cocksucker," he began. "I've got a condo down at the base, why don't you follow me down and let's continue this party at my place."

With that he took off and without thinking twice, I started after him. As we rode down the mountain, I tried to imagine what he had in mind once we got back to his condo. I decided I didn't care what his intentions were, as long as he was willing to give me another chance at that magnificent cock. As we reached his condo, my cock was still standing at attention and I was ready to follow this stud to my complete and total deflowering. 

As he opened the door to his place he turned to me. "Strip down married guy," he instructed. "Let's see how much of a cockslut you really are."

I removed my clothes, my 6" dick standing straight at attention as he popped a dvd into the player and turned on some straight porn. 

"Grab a beer, dude, and relax," he said as he headed into the bedroom. I heard the shower running as I popped a brew and sat down on the couch, the cold leather against my bare ass reminding me I was naked and ready to submit to this young stud. I slowly stroked my raging hardon as I watched the hot porn, a tiny little starlet getting drilled deep in the ass by a well-hung guy. Even as big as the pornstar's dick was, a good 9" I estimated, I think the snowboarder had him by at least an inch. As I watched him deep dick the girl's butt, I wondered if I was shortly going to be experiencing the same thing.

The snowboarder returned with a towel wrapped around him and grabbed a cold beer, the outline of his meaty pole clearly evident beneath the thin cotton. 

"Dude, I'm giving up the last hour of boarding for this, so you better make it worth my while," he said. "I gotta tell you, I prefer chicks, but the way you sucked my cock, I gotta felling you've got some pent up sexual shit going on so let's have some fun."

With that he stepped in front of me, his cock stirring beneath the towel. I reached out and rubbed his growing bulge, mouthing his shaft through the towel before ripping the towel from his torso. His cock sprang to life, smacking me in the cheek, his mushroom head still hidden in his uncut foreskin. 

"Oh yea, slut. I'm gonna make you beg for this big cock."

I took his rod into my mouth and began to blow him again. In no time his head popped out of its cover and his tool grew to its impressive full length. I took his muscular butt cheeks in my hands and pulled him into my mouth, as his cock disappeared down my throat. 

"Get that cock nice and wet, bitch, cause where its going, you're gonna want all the lube you can get."

I immediately knew what he meant, and although I had a pang of fear, my cock began to leak precum at the thought of getting ass fucked by his huge cock. After sucking his dick for several minutes, he ordered me to stand up and bend over the back of the couch.

"Spread those ass cheeks, bitch and show me that virgin hole," he instructed. 

I did as he wished and braced myself for what I was sure to be an uncomfortable few minutes. I figured if the cute little porn chick could handle a big dick in her tight rear, why couldn't I learn to enjoy the same thing.

The dude spit a huge wad onto my exposed ass and I felt the fluid run down between my cheeks. Using his big pole, he spread the spit around my puckered hole, giving me the only lubrication I was going to enjoy.

Without any further warning, he leaned his weight against my ass and his spear popped into my virgin chute, his big mushroom head invading my tight hole with an audible pop. I tried to wiggle forward away form the searing pain but I was trapped against the sofa. I started to scream, but the boarder dude grabbed one of my dirty socks off the sofa and shoved it into my mouth, holding the ends behind my head like a set of reins. 

"Don't be such a baby," he commanded, as he continued to apply pressure on my trapped body, driving inch after painful inch into my tortured hole. "You know you fucking want it, so be a man and take it like the little bitch you are."

Even as my ass felt like it was being split in two, I knew he was right. I wanted every last inch of his cock buried in my butt and I wanted him to fuck me just like the guys in my nightly wet dreams. 

After several minutes of excruciating pain, I felt his balls against mine and knew he had bottomed out. I was having trouble breathing with the sock in my mouth, but I could feel my own warm precum leaking from my raging boner and knew my mind was enjoying something my ass was still having trouble processing. 

Holding the reins tight, he began to slowly withdraw before forcing his massive rod back into my empty hole. With each stroke, he increased the pace, starting to fuck my ass for real. The incredible burning pain began to subside and the friction of his in-and-out pounding massaging my prostate became pleasurable. On each downstroke, I felt incredibly full but as he pulled out, I longed for him to plunge that incredible fuckstick back deep into my horny hole.

He continued to fuck me with furious, deep strokes and I began to push back against him as he withdrew.

"I knew you were a little butt-slut," he laughed as he threw the now useless dirty sock across the room. "You love having that big cock up your ass, don't you?"

"Fuck yes," I moaned. "Screw me hard and deep. Please don't stop."

As I finished begging him to fuck my ass, he withdrew all but the head of his enormous pole from my tattered hole and stood motionless. "No, bitch. You fuck me."

Eager to please, I pushed back against his rod and felt it disappear into the depths of my bowels. I began to rock back and forth, fucking his now stationary cock and moaning in ecstasy. 

"Fuck that feels so good," I exclaimed. "I love having my assed fucked deep and hard."

Even as I finished mouthing this unbelievable statement, the front door of the condo opened and in walked two more snowboarders.

"Dude, you getting some ass and you didn't invite us," boarder one said.

"You got that queer ready for us?" asked boarder two.

"This little married faggot is a full blooded cockwhore," replied the boarder still buried deep in my ass. "He blew me on the gondola like a pro. So I brought him back here for some serious fucking. You guys ought to see the way he fucks. I think we've got a real convert here. Don't know if he'll ever crave pussy again."

With that, the two new arrivals stripped down and came over to stand in front of the sofa, offering their still soft cocks up for my attention.

"Hope he enjoys a good gangbang," boarder one laughed as he stroked his dick to attention.

"He sure as fuck will after we are done with him," cracked boarder two, pulling on his nuts as his boner leapt to life.

The first guy's dick was not much longer than mine, maybe 7", but fat as a can of Budweiser. Boarder two had a long, thin rod with a big banana curve that made his bone point skyward. It was easily as long as the one now impaled in my ass, but a little less thick.

I reached out to stroke the long thin dick, as Bud boy shoved his fat tool into my mouth, immediately bottoming out as his nuts bounced off my bearded chin.

"This fucker has no gag reflex, dude," Budweiser boy quipped as he began to power fuck my throat.

"I cured him of that nasty habit," said the guy who continued to pound my abused ass. "He's a deepthroat expert, man. And he's a fuckspert too. Look how his little man-clitty is leaking as I fucking pound his tight hole."

"His hole may have started out as tight, bud," Banana dude chuckled. "But after you're done with him, he'll just be another worn out piece of ass."

I was being treated like a submissive little whore and I was loving every minute of it. Any apprehension that had hit me when the two new studs walked in had disappeared as I continued to blow one guy and jerk off the other. I knew the stud in my ass wouldn't last forever, but now I had two new fuckers to take over and keep my ass filled with cock.

"Let me try some of that throat," Banana boy said as he pushed Bud guy out of the way and rammed his long, skinny rod into my open mouth. Unbelievably, I was able to take his entire length down my throat and tongued his hairless balls as he left his rod firmly planted. I reached over and jerked Bud boy's wet cock, shocked that I was unable to get my hand wrapped completely around his massive girth. 

It took all my concentration to be able to jerk one guy, while getting faced fucked by the second and ass pounded by the third. I was in cock heaven and when the fucker buried in my ass starting spanking my butt cheeks and increased his rhythm, I knew he was close to planting his seed in my raw hole.

"Yea, bitch, take that cock in your little man-hole," he hollered. "I'm gonna blow my load straight up your shitter." 

With a loud grunt, he sank his shaft to the hilt in my ass and exploded, filling my hole with his second load of the day. I felt each and every ejaculation as he shot wad after wad of hot, sticky man-cream into my stuffed anus. I swear he came for a solid 30 seconds. As he withdrew his deflating boner from my stretched and happy ass, there was an audible pop and I felt his warm seed leaking out of my ass and running down the inside of my thighs. 

Without hesitation, Bud boy moved behind the couch and pushed his thick cockhead against my still gaping hole.  I wiggled back to try and get his cock to penetrate my ass, but he kept moving backwards, teasing me. 

"Beg for it bitch," he ordered.  "Tell me how bad you want this fat cock buried in your horny hole."




Sucker for a Shredder



With Banana boy still fucking my throat mercilessly, I had a hard time speaking. I mumbled, "Please, fuck my ass. Stretch my tattered hole with that fat cock of yours. Rip my ass apart and fuck me like a bitch in heat."

I have no idea where these deeply disturbing words spewing from my mouth were coming from, but I was beyond horny and I wanted nothing more that to get my now empty ass filled with more cock.

"That's it cunt," Bud boy said as he leaned forward, ripping my already stretched hole as his fat pole poked through my gaping sphincter. My ass was again on fire as I struggled to adjust to his massive girth. Again I would have screamed in pain except Banana boy was still buried down my throat and I was struggling to breath even as my ass was being split wide open. He showed no mercy as he drove his cock straight down my hole until I felt his big, hanging balls bouncing off mine. He immediately began pounding in and out, as he roughly grabbed my hips and fucked me like a wild animal. 

He continued to fuck me for about 10 minutes before I felt his already massive rod thicken and unleash a second load of hot spunk into my now well-lubed asshole. As he pulled his cock from my ass, I felt a cold draft blow up my now empty gaping hole. 

"Come around to this side of the couch," Banana boy ordered as he pulled his now slick cock from my aching jaws. 

He had me sit on the couch with my ass hanging off the edge as he knelt in front of me and hoisted my feet up onto his shoulders, fully exposing my man-cunt to his big, curved spear. He aimed his rod at my gaping target and with little effort drove his bone home. It easily slid up my lubed and stretched ass, but as he began to fuck my ass in earnest, his long, curved tool began to hit spots inside me I didn't know existed. I had fully enjoyed getting fucked by both the other guys, but whether it was this studs freakish curvature or the new position, this new deep dicking had me squirming with delight. After several minutes of fucking, my dick was harder than stone and I hadn't even touched it, too busy with my hands grabbing Banana boy's butt cheeks and pulling him deeper into my now quivering ass.

As he rammed his member home again and again, I began to shake and groan, feeling his cock repeatedly massage an erogenous zone I didn't know existed deep in my bowels. With a loud scream my cock exploded, shooting a giant load of boy butter all over my stomach and chest, several explosive spurts even hitting my face.

"Look at that," one of the now spent buttfuckers exclaimed. "The little bitch just had the big O. He didn't even touch his little clit, it just went off from all that deep dicking."

"Fucking amazing," shouted the other dude as I was blinded by a flash. Looking over, I realized the first fucker had pulled out a camera and he was snapping photos of me getting drilled. 

I started to protest, worried the pics would end up on a website or worse, in my wife's e-mail inbox. 

"Shut up faggot," the amateur photographer snapped. "You do what we tell you and these pics won't cause you no issues. You fuck with us, well, that's a different story."

I was too highly stimulated to argue. I only wished I had a few of the pics to remind me of this incredible day.

As my body collapsed in exhaustion, the stud that had finally flipped my switch pulled his glorious tool from my rear and with two swift jerks, shot his load across my chest, several thick globs landing on my face and adding a third load of jizz to my already crusty beard. I caught some on my tongue and swallowed greedily. He pushed me down onto the floor and forced his cock back into my mouth, ordering me to suck every last ounce of spunk from his now spent dick. 

All three guys grabbed a beer and flopped down onto the couch.

"We're done with you for now, bitch," one of the snowboarders remarked. "We are going out to find some real pussy tonight."

As I gathered up my clothes, the salty taste of cum still making me smack my lips, the guys put their heads together and reached a consensus.

"Tell you what though," said another of the boarders, "We'll be here at noon tomorrow for lunch. When we walk in, I want to find you on the bed, dressed in panties, garters, fishnets, and fuck-me pumps, on all fours, with your ass in the air and ready for some more breeding. Like I said before, I prefer pussy, but maybe if we dress you up, we can make do. Besides your ass is one hot fuck."

The third guy chirped in, "Oh, and don't clean yourself up. I expect to see that dried cum on your chest and down the inside of your thighs and that spooge still clotted in your beard. Understood?"

"Yes sir," I meekly replied as I put on my ski clothes and left, walking very gingerly. 

"And don't forget, we've got a little insurance policy here," one of the guys continued, tapping the camera. "Don't give us a reason to post these pics on the world wide web."

As I headed back to my hotel, I was already thinking of the excuse I would have to tell my boss for why I was a no show at the next day's meetings. No way was I going to meetings with dried cum on my face, but I didn't want to do anything to give those snowboarder studs an excuse not to fuck me silly tomorrow. I also needed to get home and find a lingerie shop that delivered cause I was now officially a cockwhore and I had to learn to dress like one.



Sucker Punch: Team Worked



Madame Gorski tightened the straps until they bit into Babydoll's hips and waist. She almost whimpered, not because it hurt, but because the sensation was so new. The perceivable heft protruding from her groin was so perverse, so exciting in everything it suggested to her. If it'd been Rocket or Sweetpea, she didn't know what she'd be thinking. Then she pictured them and, oh, God...

"I always did think you were more... open-minded than many of the first-timers," Gorski drawled, her voice as smoky as a fifth of vodka. She was getting close to Babydoll, like she always did, but they were alone, which made it feel more... which made Babydoll feel lightheaded. She'd thought Gorski had isolated them because she could appreciate how nervous it made Babydoll, wearing such a thing.

"I just wanna do a good job," Babydoll said plaintively. 

"Yes. I know. You are very feminine, very submissive, but men do not always want such things." Gorski put her hand on the dildo and squeezed, the leather making a shrill noise at the pressure. "Women do not always want such things." Even though it wasn't real, Babydoll felt her breath coming more rapidly. "Sometimes we must be aggressive." Gorski moved in as if to kiss her and Babydoll felt the breath leave her, like a sinking ship being abandoned. The madam stopped, her lips an inch from Babydoll's. They smiled. "You are nervous, yes? New experiences often make us nervous. It's not a sin." She backed away. Her smile grew as Babydoll swallowed down her anxiety. "Here, we are safe. We can make allowances for... inexperience. We can play music, if you like. No one will hear us."

"Yes, please." Music. So it'd be like a dance. Babydoll smiled to herself. She enjoyed dancing.

Gorski paged through the records she had by the player until she made a little pleased noise and hoisted one up. "Have you ever listened to Pulp, my little dear?"

Babydoll shook her head.

Gorski slipped the record out of its cover. "I think you'll find this song particularly... relaxing."

As the song started up , Babydoll reached down and wrapped her hand around her cock, like she'd seen men do at the dances. It felt hard. It felt real.

You are hardcore, you make me hard. 
You name the drama and I'll play the part. 
It seems I saw you in some teenage wet dream. 
I like your get up if you know what I mean. 
I want it bad. I want it now. 
Oh can't you see I'm ready now.
I've seen all the pictures, 
I've studied them forever. 
I wanna make a movie so let's star in it
together. 
Don't make a move 'til I say, "Action."

***

"What the fuck's the hold-up?" Sweetpea demanded, racking the slide on her gun. She'd already checked the load and cleaned it, even polished her blade. It'd been at least fifty minutes since Babydoll had started swooning and she'd been in back with Rocket playing doctor ever since. 

The others wore various looks of concern, even Rocket. How typical that Sweetpea had to be the one to think of staying alive in a warzone and not kissing every booboo they got along the way. What would Wise Man think?

Rocket stepped outside of the tent they'd commandeered to give Babydoll some privacy, stripping off her latex gloves and shaking her head. Blondie handed her a cigarette and Amber lit it for her, both knowing how the doc needed a good smoke after a tense situation.

"She picked something up on Saturn II," Rocket said. "Alien VD, probably off something with tentacles."

Sweetpea cursed. "I told that dumb bitch to use protection. I gave her condoms."

Rocket shrugged. "Syrens have a lot of tentacles. I gave her some penicillin, that should clear it up as soon as we suck the venom out."

"Alright then, let's go. What's the problem?"

Rocket bit her lip. "You're squad leader, I suppose you should see. Come on in."

*** 

Ten inches. Ten goddamn inches. Sweetpea could count every inch, every vein, every drop of precum dripping from the head. And above it (not far above it) Babydoll had the most innocent expression on her face.

"Alright," Sweetpea sighed. "How do we get it out?"

Rocket worried at her lip with her teeth. "The usual way. Once we've, uh..."

"Busted her nuts?" Sweetpea asked.

"I don't have nuts!" Babydoll said defensively.

"Once she's exhausted her seminal backload," Rocket said, eyebrows arching toward her hair, "then it should go away."

"And we can leave?" Sweetpea demanded. "Assuming we can't leave right now and let a trained professional handle this?" She smiled sweetly at Babydoll. "Maybe one without tentacles?"

"At least she had a pulse, robot-fucker," Babydoll shot back sardonically.

"At least that robot was a biped."

"Linda was a biped!"

"Oh, it's Linda now?"

Babydoll cried out suddenly. Her cock seemed to stand up even straighter, the head glistening in the dim light.

"We need to treat it," Rocket said. "Now."

Sweetpea looked at her. Rocket's nurse outfit didn't cover enough that Sweetpea couldn't see the hardened nipples under her blouse, or smell the moisture gathering at her crotch. She looked from Sweetpea to Rocket and back again.

"You two are perverts." Sweetpea began unsnapping her garters.

"What are you doing?" Rocket and Babydoll asked at the same time.

"What do you think?" Sweetpea slid her boy-shorts and panties off in the same go, leaving the rest of her clothes on. It was one of the reasons she'd modified her uniform the way she had. Nothing like easy access. "No sister of mine is fucking a dick-chick."

"Well, I mean, technically, she's not—" Rocket was sweating. "Oh, come on, please?"

"No," Sweetpea said firmly. "I'm the CO here. So I'll be handling this."

Babydoll looked apt to register a protest too, as Sweetpea shoved her down on her back.

"Think of England, bitch," Sweetpea told her as she grabbed Babydoll's hot, slippery erection and impaled herself on it.

For a moment, she gritted her teeth.

Then she cried out, bringing Amber and Blondie rushing in, guns at the ready, to find Sweetpea straddling Babydoll right in front of Rocket.

"Well, it's about damn time," Amber said.

***

Sweetpea rolled her eyes. "Watch the door," she ordered, slowly grinding on Babydoll. "You know, so the enemy doesn't get in?"

"Right, yeah," Amber said, pulling the speechless Blondie along. They stood far enough away for privacy, but there was no pretending their attention was on the door.

"Should I go too?" Rocket asked, her eyes locked on Sweetpea's bare hips as they rode Babydoll, knowing there was a cock buried deep inside.

Sweetpea looked at her and felt an answering throb of arousal to the excitement Rocket clearly was experiencing. "No. You just... wait right there." She looked down at Babydoll, who had the common courtesy to look a little pleased at getting to have sex with her commanding officer. Her lips were parted and her eyes eagerly tracked Sweetpea's body. When she reached up to feel Sweetpea up, or maybe even undress her, Sweetpea shot down and pinned her wrists to the table. "Haven't you come yet?"

Babydoll looked down to where their bodies met. Sweetpea's pussy was twitching around her cock, actually hungry for more. "Do you want me to?"

Sweetpea sped up, orbiting her hips around Babydoll's, milking her cock. "Yes! I want this fucking over with so we can get a move—"

Babydoll thrust up into Sweetpea, lifting her off the ground and driving so deep into her that she arched her back, long golden hair falling to Babydoll's outstretched legs, and made a guttural sound of pleasure.

"Holy shit," Amber said. Blondie was still speechless.

Babydoll's abs tensed as she fucked Sweetpea from underneath, thrusting so hard that Sweetpea bounced on her like she was a bucking bronco. The CO's blonde hair swept from side to side as she tossed her head in time with her moans, her body undulating against Babydoll with every thrust she took, a nipple slipping out of her bodice for her to pinch as she let loose with a single harsh "Goddamn!"

"Still want this over with?" Babydoll asked smugly.

Sweetpea's oxygen-starved mind figured that Babydoll was threatening to stop, as if that were possible. "NO! DON'T STOP! DON'T STOP! DON'T—"

Babydoll grabbed her by the waist, both hands, and held her still as she thrust up so hard that the table would've broken if she'd come down. But she didn't. Her body stayed bent, hoisting Sweetpea in the air, their bodies merged at the groin. Sweetpea's long legs stretched straight out, shooting past either side of the table as she came—

"STOP!"

and came—

"CAN'T TAKE ANYMORE!"

and came—

"MERCY!"

And then Babydoll came, so much cum that it spilled down her cock and pooled in her belly. The slightest motion from Sweetpea and more poured out, staining the inside of her thighs. It took Rocket to help her off Babydoll, and the second her feet touched ground, she stumbled and showed no sign of getting up.

"Size queen," Babydoll remarked. Then she looked down to see her penis was showing no sign of diminishing. In fact, it looked like it was trembling. Hungry for more. "Boss, I don't think we're done."

Sweetpea had crawled over to her pants, but only managed to use them as a pillow. "I... don't think... I need shore leave... I'll just wait a month... for that to die down."

"Babydoll?" It was Rocket. Her clothes were in a neat pile at her feet, leaving nothing to disguise her heaving breasts and clear arousal. "I'll go next."

"Next?" Sweetpea said, actually managing to stir.

"It's okay, sis." Rocket bent down to brush some hair out of her face. "Wouldn't be the first thing we've shared."

She laid down beside her sister, biting her lip as she spread her legs. Babydoll didn't hesitate. She threw herself on all fours over Rocket, her cock nearly touching the dirt but too erect to manage it. Rocket shivered in nervousness and anticipation; Babydoll kissed her soothingly. "Thank you," she said, as Rocket wound her arms around Babydoll's neck and kissed her more. "Thank you so much."

Rocket's left hand traced down Babydoll's spine and spent a moment under her skirt, cupping a supremely taut ass, then down to wrap a hand around Babydoll's cock and guide it to her entrance.

"What the fuck?" Blondie cried at long last.

Babydoll paused with her glans just touching the lips of Rocket's pussy. "Have you ever done this before?"

"Sure I have." Rocket smiled. "You were there, remember?"

Sweetpea looked over at them, but was too far gone to do more than roll her eyes.

"I mean, with one of these." Babydoll rubbed her cockhead against Rocket, making the younger woman tilt her head back and moan delicately. Oops.

"I've let guys eat me out, and you know what I do with girls." Rocket grinned slyly. "But that would be new."

"She broke her hymen riding a hybrid horse," Sweetpea said. "If that's what you're wondering. Dumbass."

"That's all I needed to know." Babydoll laid down on top of Rocket, resting her chin on Rocket's shoulder in a way that offered up her neck for biting, in case Rocket needed something to bite down on (and the thought was making Babydoll's dick harder, as if it needed to be). Her ass stayed in the air, the skirt hard-pressed to cover both the bottom of her cheeks and the cock pointed squarely into Rocket. She kissed Rocket's cheek. "I'm glad I get to be your first," she whispered, softly enough that Sweetpea couldn't hear.

"Me too."

Babydoll pushed.

"You're hurting her!" Sweetpea said immediately, seeing the way Rocket's brow furrowed, her lips pulling into her mouth and her eyes blinking rapidly. 

"No!" Rocket said, huffing to get the words out. "It's just... God!"

Sweetpea flopped down on her back, remembering. "Big."

"There's more on the way, baby." Babydoll kissed Rocket's neck a few times, trying to relax her. She swore to herself she wouldn't move an inch until Rocket was comfortable.

"I'm ready," Rocket promised her. Her hands stroked Babydoll's back, trying to assure her. "Just go in, I'm ready."

Babydoll was opening her mouth to ask if Rocket was really, really sure when Sweetpea smacked her ass, inadvertently driving the cock another inch into a receptive Rocket. "When my sister says she's ready, she's ready! Now start fucking or you can walk home with three legs!"

"She's right." Rocket drew Babydoll's skirt up to her waist and then put her hands on Babydoll's ass, pulling her in with increasing force. She closed her eyes as more and more cock sunk inside her. "Oh God, she's so right..."

Babydoll couldn't speak, enraptured by tightness so intense it was like her entire body was being gripped. She buried her face in Rocket's short hair, letting it brush across her cheek and lips to distract her from the pleasure rippling up from her loins. Whatever Sweetpea's orders were, Babydoll wanted this to last. Not just the pleasure, but being joined with Rocket so intimately, sharing something so special.

And she was tight. So fucking tight.

Amber and Blondie's mouths fell open as Babydoll bottomed out, Rocket impossibly skewered, their bodies meshed like two blankets folded together. They both panted and whined and moaned, trying to relieve the pressure by fervently kissing, their hands roaming at each others' bodies, pulling aside bits of clothes to get to confined breasts, swaths of skin. 

Sweetpea mumbled disagreeably when Babydoll's blouse landed on her head. "How long does it take to come with that thing inside you?"

Reverently, Babydoll's hand cupped Rocket's face and moved down her neck, tracing the breath in Rocket's lungs and then going lower... meeting her clit. 

Rocket whimpered. "God, I love you."

"Love you too." Babydoll pulled back and thrust back in, hard.

"That's more like it," Sweetpea grunted, watching Rocket's mouth gape silently open.

Amber and Blondie had similar sentiments, sitting against the back wall, masturbating furiously.

***

"Yes, yes, yes!" Rocket chanted, forcing Babydoll's face to her bared breasts, loving the way long silken hair stuck to her skin from her hips all the way up to the nape of her throat. It was like they were magnetized.

Ten minutes had taken them from an agonizingly slow series of entrances and exits, almost tantric, to a gong-like set of hammer blows. With the precision of a machine, Babydoll backed up, took in Rocket's lustful gaze, and thrust back into her, seeming to go deeper each time.

Sweetpea watched, fully awakened by the sight of her sister being pounded into the ground, her skin muddy with dirt and sweat. She wasn't uncomfortable because they were sisters... the close quarters of Army living had made them close in a way that would probably be considered taboo by now. It was that she herself had just had an orgasm the size of Toledo. So how the fuck could she be feeling horny watching someone fuck her sister?

She needed to end this. They were in the middle of a war, not a sleepover. The next time Babydoll bent down to kiss Rocket, the brunette saw her older sister behind her lover.

"Uhhh, sis..." she muttered, before the end of that thought was obliterated by another thrust from Babydoll.

"S'okay," Sweetpea said, embracing Babydoll from behind. Babydoll, as always, responded with a Cheshire cat smile to the unexpected. "Just gonna give you a little help."

Their hips swayed together as Sweetpea guided Babydoll in, showing her the rhythm Rocket liked best. "Gimmegimmegimme," was Rocket's mantra as they both fucked her, one hand on Babydoll and the other on Sweetpea, holding them both to her, connecting all three of them.

Rocket came, her cunt clamping down on a grunting Babydoll, but the blonde just kept thrusting into Rocket. Sweetpea felt Rocket's legs trying to encircle her for the long haul. Typical. She finally found a cock with staying power when she needed a two-pump chump.

"What does it take to make you come?" she hissed in Babydoll's ear. Then her voice softened, "Do you need a little sweet talk? Maybe for someone to whisper in your ear about how she's going to fuck you?"

Babydoll watched, her breath coming up short, as Sweetpea sucked each finger of her right hand into the depths of her mouth and brought it out dripping wet. Sweetpea's hand dipped out of her sight and she helplessly felt herself going faster into Rocket, trying to burn off her new lust.

"Are you still afraid you'll hurt this little slut?" With her other hand, Sweetpea reached down and groped Rocket's breast, bringing out a scandalized and encouraging gasp from her. "She loves it. If there's anything she likes more than a hard cock, it's you with a hard cock."

"I'm right here!" Rocket said, before Sweetpea twisted her nipple, filling her mouth with a shrill cry.

"Fuck her," Sweetpea ordered. "Fuck her hard. Because if you haven't come by the time I count to ten, these fingers are going up your ass." Babydoll felt a teasing, warm, wet touch at her anus. A thrill of inexplicable pleasure coursed through her. "Think I won't fist you? I love fisting new recruits. It's the only way they learn."

"Rocket, she's your sister, she can't—"

Rocket reached up, grabbing Sweetpea's hips and sandwiching all three of them together. She didn't stop until she felt the taut muscle of Babydoll's stomach against her own. "You really need to fuck me."

Babydoll gave in to lust, her own and Rocket's. She went harder, rougher, was fucking as hard as she fought, machine-gun thrusts and licks across Rocket's collarbone like a cut from a katana. Rocket came, teeth gritted into a smile, then slumped into a state of ecstatic paralysis as Babydoll kept fucking away at her cunt.

"Ten," Sweetpea said. Her moist middle finger tickled at Babydoll's anus, tricking the puckered hole into opening up for her. She drove her finger in, mercifully a little at a time, one knuckle, then two, until Babydoll was well and truly skewered.

The blonde groaned in pleasure, pausing her thrusting to offer her ass up for more. Sweetpea added her forefinger and Babydoll groaned deeper. When Sweetpea tried to work her fingers in and out, the muscle of Babydoll's sphincter tugged at them. 

"I should've guessed," Sweetpea sighed. "Is everyone in this platoon a goddamn slut?"

"I'm not!" Rocket said.

Sweetpea rolled her eyes as Rocket's fingers tightened on Babydoll and urged her back in.

"Not yet," Babydoll panted. She looked back at Sweetpea; something about her puppy dog eyes begging for the obscene made Sweetpea wet as hell. "Please, one more, just one..."

Sweetpea pushed in her ring finger and finally had some difficulty. Babydoll panted and moaned and swore as Sweetpea pushed, with surprising gentleness, finally spitting on Babydoll's hole and managing to get in all three fingers. Babydoll actually whooped, driving herself into Rocket so hard that Sweetpea's fingers nearly popped out of her. 

"No, no..." she muttered, buried in Rocket, who just let her head lull back and her eyes glaze over.

Sweetpea saw what she was doing. She pushed her fingers deeper and held them steady, about halfway in, so that when Babydoll backed up—"Yes, yes, oh yes!"—she impaled herself on Sweetpea's hand, but when she thrust into Rocket—"Oh dear God!"—the fingers stayed tingling at her entrance.

With the sisters working on her from both ends, it didn't take long for Babydoll to lose control. She attacked Rocket like a machine-gun, and the girl came to life just long enough to scream. If it could be shortened to a few seconds, it would've sounded a lot like "YES!"

The scream abruptly cut off when Babydoll came inside her, the sudden eruption of hot fluid too much for even her. "I love you both!" Babydoll gasped, quiet in comparison, as she filled Rocket up. She rested on all fours over Rocket's trembling body as her lover rode a prolonged orgasm to sleep.




Sucker Punch: Team Worked



Sweetpea, who had just been inching her other hand down to her own needy clit, pulled her fingers out of Babydoll and collapsed next to her sister, who wasn't yet tired enough not to roll against her and nuzzle in. Sweetpea bore it with still more disgruntlement. "Get your dick out of my sister, 'doll."

Babydoll resisted the drowsy urge to spend her afterglow nestled with the sisters. "Oh, right." With a forceful tug, Babydoll jerked her still-swollen cock out of Rocket's drenched sex. Rocket trilled weakly into Sweetpea's neck as Babydoll's seed slowly flowed out of her. 

"For Christ's sake!" Sweetpea cried, the round-eyed disbelief in her face identical to her sister's as they watched Babydoll's erection quiver. "Ladies, it's ask-not-what-you-can-do-for-your-country time—" she began ominously, turning to Amber and Blondie.

"Dibs!" Blondie said, a half-second before Amber.

***

Babydoll's cock twitched as Blondie got on her knees, facing away from her but looking back over her shoulder with the perfect sultry expression. Babydoll automatically put a hand on it, willing it to stop, but when Blondie drew her belt out of its loops, her hold became something else entirely. Blondie was so willful in her submission, so mockingly, teasingly pliant... it was an intoxicating combination.

"I think it's working," Blondie said with a flippant toss of her hair. "Little Babydoll's getting littler. Which makes it just the right size for where I want it."

Babydoll looked on in confusion as Blondie eased her skintight leather pants down to her knees and then fell onto all fours, making her most prominent feature one amazing ass. It actually reminded Babydoll of a peach. Juicy. Succulent. Just begging to have a bite taken out of it.

Her cock shifted in her hand, and squeezing it only made it harder. She looked down at it, still covered in the juices of the sisters and dripping with her own cum. She was no anal stranger—it was Blondie's favorite kink and a great contraceptive if condoms were low—so she knew eight inches was still monstrous.

"No, I'll hurt you. I'm too big."

Blondie grinned kinkily. "God, let's hope so." She wiggled her ass. Babydoll could see her dripping wet. "For me, too much is just right."

"And she called me a size queen," Sweetpea muttered. Her fingers drew small circles on Rocket's belly as her younger sister clung to her, almost fearfully, watching the show with eyes as big as saucers. Then, with a whistle and a deafening roar, a shell landed nearby. Sweetpea cursed. "Babydoll, we're out of time! Put it wherever the hell she wants it!"

Babydoll approached Blondie with small steps. Despite her clear hesitance, her erection was unflagging. 

Amber, who had been kneeling in front of Blondie, stood and shifted her lollypop to the corner of her mouth to speak. "Relax, babe." She walked up to Babydoll, patting Blondie's rump in passing, and tapped the cock with an amused expression. "I'll help."

***

Babydoll actually growled as the mechanic rubbed industrial lubricant all over her cock ("A thousand and one uses," the sardonic Amber observed). Despite her rough hands, Amber had the deft touch of a born pilot. Patching up the same planes she flew had given her a masseuse's sensitivity, and Babydoll nearly came just from being lubed up. But despite the clear pleasure that would bring the boss, Amber wasn't about to deprive her best friend of a go on the squad's hottest ride. She took her hands away just as Babydoll's cockhead turned an ominous shade of purple.

"Your turn," she said smarmily to Blondie, who rested on elbows and knees, ass in the air, trusting Amber completely to warm her up.

It was all Babydoll could do not to experiment with jacking off as Amber opened Blondie's legs more to fit some artistic yearning, then covered her ass in a thick helping of clear, engine-warm lubricant. But she wanted this to happen as bad as Blondie, as bad as Amber, (as bad as Sweetpea and Rocket, who watched with increasing closeness).

Babydoll remembered how Amber and Blondie had used the lubricant as suntan lotion after they'd taken Setik V. But the memory of them in their scant underthings was nothing compared to the sight of Amber rubbing the goo into Blondie's puckered hole, a finger actually slipping inside. Blondie moaned and tensed, so ready for more that it made precum seep from Babydoll.

"Almost," Amber pronounced, then took the lollypop from her mouth. It wasn't one of the small ones she liked to nurse during combat to satisfy her oral fixation. It was a whopper of a lollypop, ball-gag-sized (it was hard for Babydoll to think of anything not relating to sex at the moment) and Amber had been sucking on it hard ever since Sweetpea had ridden Babydoll. She'd been saving it for a special occasion, after all.

Now Amber pushed the thing into Blondie's tight asshole. And if there was one thing you could say about Blondie, it was that she wasn't stingy with her compliments, if that was what you could call them.

"Hell yeah! Look, 'doll, look how that ass wants to be fucked! God, Amber, feels so fucking good... I could come just from you doing that... but I'm not gonna come until I get Babydoll's big fucking hard-on inside me!"

Like a thief cracking a safe, Amber slowly parted Blondie's voluptuous buttocks. The vivid pink of her tongue came out, putting her lipstick to shame, and the three other girls watched in shock as Amber lowered her head. The next sound they heard was Blondie moaning wildly and then Amber popped back up, the lollypop nestled in her cheek. "She's ready."

Amber moved out of the way as Babydoll stepped up, her cock threatening to return to its former size, it was tensed so enormously. She popped the buckle of her belt and let her much-stained skirt fall to the ground. She wore no panties and the perfect curve of her ass made Rocket whisper frantically in her sister's ear.

Amber stepped behind her to rest her chin on Babydoll's shoulder. "Don't worry. I said I'd help."

She took Babydoll's hands and placed them on Blondie's ass. They nearly slipped off, but Amber centered them, moving both their fingers to Blondie's asshole and prying it open together. Amber left Babydoll with a thumb on each cheek to keep them nicely spread.

"I've done this to her before," Amber drawled. "She really likes it. And you're really going to like it too. Using a strap-on kinda defeats the purpose of fucking such a tight hole, but you're going to get the whole nine yards." Her hands, both of them, wrapped around Babydoll's cock and brought it toward Blondie's ass, just like she was performing a final crucial repair on a beloved plane. "And she's going to get the whole nine inches."

"Ho shit!" Blondie grunted as her entrance was stretched. The swollen cock seemed to dwarf her tight hole, but Amber pushed her hips against Babydoll's and pulled on the top of Blondie's uniform and slowly, surely, they began to merge. "Oh fuck, no wonder Sweetpea screamed like a bitch!"

Rocket had to work extra hard to get Sweetpea to forget the slight.

Babydoll grimaced. "So tight... Jesus Christ, she's tight!"

"It's okay, baby, it'll go in..." Amber clapped Blondie's ass a few times. "She just needs to ease up a little."

Babydoll shook her head frantically. "I'm too big... my cock is too big for her..."

"It's going to fit," Blondie hissed. "Once you get the head in, I'm all yours... you know how many guys would kill to have your cock right now!?"

"They're welcome to it!" Babydoll whimpered as tight flesh gripped her cock, trying to fight her off. "It's too big!"

Blondie nodded so hard she looked like she was impersonating a Bobblehead. "Yes! Yes! It is too big... but I want it ... I need it so muuuuuch!" Blondie froze on the last syllable, stretching it out just as she was stretched by the cockhead at long last penetrating her tightly clenched asshole. 

A tear ran down Babydoll's cheek. Despite exploits that were well-known to anyone who had tried to sleep while she and Amber were bunking together, Blondie was so tight that it actually pained Babydoll to force her way between those impossibly rounded cheeks. But Amber was an expert, slowing down just when needed, then pushing in without hesitation. Soon, Babydoll was groaning in pleasure. She'd never felt anything like this, hot and tight and slick, and all too quickly she was forgetting her preference for slow, languid lovemaking.

With Amber pressed against her and Blondie so perfectly submissive, Babydoll lost what little inhibition Sweetpea and Rocket had left her with. She reached down and pulled Blondie's hair almost out of her scalp; reached back and pulled Amber's lips against her own so hard their teeth clashed. Blondie's screaming stopped them before Babydoll could become too immersed in Amber's smart little mouth and the understated taste of lollypops.

"Oh! Oh! Deeper, yes, deeper and deeper into my asshole! Fuck! Fuck, you're killing me! I'll die if you don't make me come! Faster! Faster! Fuck me fast as you fucking can!"

Amber danced away and all by herself, Babydoll went into Blondie hard and fast, giving her what she wanted, what they both needed. Amber walked by them, running a hand from Babydoll's shoulder, down her arm, to her fierce grip on Blondie, up Blondie's spine, around her neck, and then across her flushed face as Amber fell to her knees in front of the brunette.

"Is she better than me?" Amber teased, her finger crossing Blondie's brow, taking off a swath of sweat like a maid checking for dust.

Blondie grinned ferally. "So much better..."

Amber got closer to Blondie, on all fours, teasing her for a kiss that Blondie couldn't help but seek. "Then I guess I'd better get a closer look... at her technique..."

Blondie moaned in disappointed pleasure as Amber shifted down to her back and, with the same nonchalance she would display in going under a truck for repairs, wiggled her way under the coupling.

The actual sight of Blondie's cheeks curved around Babydoll's ferocious cock raised her eyebrows. Glistening oil was everywhere, dribbling down Babydoll's thighs and splattered across Blondie's hips. Amber licked some up as it dripped down Blondie's knee. Strawberry flavor. In an emergency, it could also be used as a ration topping. Amber loved the future.

"She's really fucking your ass, Blondie," Amber said, rolling her lollypop in her hands. "So how's it feel? Having your ass full of cock?"

Blondie took a break from variations of the word 'fuck' to say "Not—full—yet!"

With a resounding slap, Babydoll planted both hands on Blondie's waist. "That sounded like a challenge."

Amber popped her lollypop back into her mouth. This was going to be good.

To Rocket's cheers and Sweetpea's staggered disbelief ("No WAY, no FUCKING way!"), Babydoll inexorably pulled them together, pouring every inch of her cock into Blondie. Blondie moaned and groaned and didn't even think of telling her to stop. She took every unrelenting inch, and when the pain was indistinguishable from pleasure, she saw Amber's legs steepled alongside her, idly pumping open and shut like she was thinking happy thoughts, and Blondie bit into Amber's thigh so hard she tore a hole in Amber's fishnets.

Babydoll didn't think it was possible, but Blondie was even tighter around her, like a gloved hand squeezing. It hurt, but a good hurt, like the taste of spicy food. She just pushed a little harder, exerted a little more pressure, and Blondie's ass milked her cock all the way home. Babydoll closed her eyes and luxuriated in the sensation of complete and total ecstasy, her groin pressed flat to the stickiness of Blondie's greased ass.

"That's right," she breathed. "That's so goddamn right."

Blondie's head sagged against Amber's crotch. She'd left the mother of all hickies on Amber's leg. "Sorry, hon. I'll make it up to you."

"It's okay. I liked it." Blondie watched, what pain she still felt dissolving into lustful pleasure, as Amber's hands reached down and worked her panties down the insides of her chaps. "See how much I liked it?"

Blondie saw pink folds glistening with moisture. "I'll make it up to you now..."

Babydoll wouldn't have thought it possible, but the long, low moan from Blondie—muffled by Amber's anatomy—convinced her: the sight of Blondie going lip to lip with Amber made her cock rebel against its own exhaustion, swelling inside Blondie. For both of them, it was a moment of such overwhelming bliss that it was almost painful, though Babydoll would've relished being tortured in such a fashion.

Amber had to be a part of it. Closing her legs around Blondie's head, she arched her back and brought her face up to Blondie's pussy. It was just begging for some of what was happening downstairs. Amber bit her lollypop apart, and with the pieces still swirling around her mouth, pressed her tongue to the deepest corner of Blondie's namesake (the hair on her head having been long since dyed).

Blondie screamed something that sounded, in garbled sort of way, like "Both holes!" Her tone was almost religious.

Babydoll could feel the heat of Amber's tongue pressing against her cock through, inside Blondie. Blondie, who couldn't demand anything more in the way of sex, simply echoed Rocket's earlier succession of yeses. Amber held herself up with one impeccably muscled arm wrapped around Blondie's midsection and the other sunken in Blondie's hair, guiding the girl in her slurping journey through Amber's sex. Blondie was normally adept at "navigating," but Amber could understand how being licked and reamed could mess with her sense of direction.

Slowly, painstakingly, Babydoll bent at the waist, leaning over Blondie until she had to put her hands on the floor to support herself. The motion, subtle as it was, of her cock inside Blondie made the brunette shut her eyes and thank every deity she could name.

"You still wanna get fucked?" Babydoll whispered in Blondie's ear.

Blondie thanked every deity she could name twice.

Rearing back up, Babydoll got a good grip on Blondie. She pulled back, and no matter how Blondie whimpered and whined, she held the brunette in place until her cockhead was quivering in the air, shaking flecks of lubricant down into Amber's hair. Then she went back in, and Blondie screamed into Amber's pussy until Babydoll was well and truly inside her.

After that, the process sped up rapidly.

Babydoll was in and out, ramming, fucking, taking Blondie's tiny asshole like a knife through hot butter. It took both Babydoll and Amber holding her in place for Blondie now to be flung across the floor. Blondie laid fully on top of Amber now, her body trapped by Amber's clinched arms and clasping thighs as they licked and suckled and bit at each other's most intimate areas. Amber's tongue traveled up and down from Blondie's cunt to Babydoll's cock, as enthusiastically as if it were all one big piece of candy. Blondie ate Amber out like it was the only thing keeping her sane.

Each stroke from Babydoll was accepted lovingly by Blondie's body, every thrust transmitted to Amber in a wild rutting motion. It was almost as if she was fucking both women.

"What do you call a sixty-nine when someone's fucking it?" Sweetpea snickered to Rocket, glad that someone else had quite thoroughly been made a bitch by Babydoll's little friend.

"Lucky," Rocket said longingly. She cursed herself for not thinking of that arrangement when it was their turn.

Amber appreciated what Blondie was doing to relieve the heated pressure between her legs, but the real eroticism she derived from Babydoll's tireless pumping. Having done similar for Blondie in the past, she knew how exhausting it could be, even for trained warriors like themselves. But Babydoll had real staying power, and the sight of Blondie's anus unresistingly accepting a phallus was almost hypnotic for her.

Below, Blondie finally rediscovered Amber's G-spot. Amber knew the perfect souvenir of this encounter would be an identical memory—them orgasming at the exact same moment. As she held Blondie's head in place with both hands, stroking her face, Amber sucked her lover's clitoris into her mouth.

Before she came, Blondie was actually sobbing in-between tremors of pleasure. Even before her orgasm, she felt like she was coming twice. Once in her ass, once in her pussy. She had been teasing when she'd said Babydoll was a better lay then Amber. But now...

She just had to admit to herself that while there was no one she would rather snuggle and spoon and make love to than Amber, when it came to playing rough, she was Babydoll's bitch.

Babydoll just fucked, fucked them both. Hard.

Amber came first. She flooded Blondie's face and squirted into the dark hair splayed all across her hips, and the only outward sign was how her head lolled back, the tendons no longer standing out in her neck, a smile cut into her stoic features.

Blondie climaxed from her clit sliding through Amber's lips as the mechanic dropped; that being the only way to tell Amber preceded her into orgasm. Her muscles, corded and tense for what seemed like hours, finally went limp. She dropped face down in Amber's sex, overwhelmed, sated beyond measure, and without the strength to fuck back like she prided herself in doing in every other sexual encounter she'd ever had.

Luckily, Babydoll had more than enough left for both of them, and prolonged her orgasm for leaps and bounds before thrusting one last time, losing herself in the uncontrollable contractions of Blondie's ecstasy. 

Her eyes closed, Babydoll just groaned as she felt the cum shoot from her, and Blondie sighed as she took it, all of it, deep inside. The overwhelming sense of tightness and pressure evaporated from Babydoll's cock as it was squeezed empty. After a few more thrusts, it had shrunk enough to slip out and slap dully against Babydoll's thigh. Excess cum spilled down onto Amber's face, and she rubbed her lollypop in each hard-earned drop before closing her lips around it. 

"I love this job," Blondie moaned, like she was waking up from a long nap. "And I love cock and I love pussy and I love them both together."

Amber pulled a moist towelette from her web belt and rubbed it over the backs of Blondie's thighs and the cheeks of her ass, wiping away the smeared lubricant and the abundant ejaculation. She was very gentle when she went about Blondie's anus, knowing how sore it could get. The fact that they still did it showed how pleasurable it was.

Sweetpea got up, reaching for her clothes. "Alright, break's over. We're done here. No more orgy. Babydoll, come on, get dressed, bad enough I let you go into a combat in a skirt the size of a napkin, but you'd better be wearing—"

Babydoll turned around. It was half-hard and maybe six inches, but Sweetpea could still remember every moment of riding it to a loud, writhing orgasm.

"Jesus H. Tapdancing Christ on a tampon, 'doll, you've ejaculated in my entire squad! What more does it take?"

"Not quite the entire squad," Amber said, handing her lollypop to Blondie, who sucked on it like a babe at a nipple. "Bet I could get it all in my mouth. Won't even have to relax my throat muscles." She got down on her knees and Babydoll's cock rose to meet her lips. She wiped it off with another moist towelette first. "And I even like the taste."

***

Blondie watched next to Sweetpea and Rocket. What else was there to do? There wasn't much to see, just Amber's head bopping up and down on Babydoll's groin, her ass thrust out against her chaps, Babydoll's breasts jiggling as she tried to shove more of herself down Amber's receptive throat.

But it was impossible to ignore the sounds from Amber's mouth. She slurped, she moaned, she hummed, she gagged. Underneath it, it was hard to hear Babydoll's quiet appreciation of Amber's hard work.




Sucker Punch: Team Worked



"She's pretty good," Rocket said idly.

"Practice makes perfect," Sweetpea grumbled.

Blondie hit her arm.

Amber sped up, the gagging noise increasing in volume as her cap slipped off her head. Saliva and precum were dribbling down her chin; Amber ripped open her uniform to rub them into her breasts and hardening nipples.

Then, suddenly, she pulled away coughing. The others looked on with concern as Amber instinctively reached to unwrap a lollypop, then put it away. "I got this," she said confidently, and moved in with renewed vigor, at first batting Babydoll's cock around with her tongue, then scraping it with her teeth, then moving in to once again encompass it. To Sweetpea's keen eye, it was like the shaft was growing each time it disappeared into Amber's full lips.

With one last gargle, Amber broke away. The cock was seven inches and growing, pointed at the girls like a loaded weapon.

"It's not fucking working!" Babydoll cried in dismay. "We're going to end up right back where we started!"

"No," Rocket said firmly. She rose to her feet. "We're a team. And that's how we'll beat this thing. As a team."

"Beat?" Blondie asked, accepting Rocket's hand to raise onto unsteady feet.

"You know what I mean."

They looked down at Sweetpea, who still had final say. A shell burst nearby, but all Sweetpea did was smile.

"I was just getting horny anyway."

***

Amber licked her very wet lips one last time before returning to Babydoll's cock. It had gotten just big enough to be a challenge. With a scandalous look into the eyes of Blondie, who was kneeling beside her, she moved in to kiss Babydoll's perineum, then licked her way back to the cockhead, tongue crawling along the underside of Babydoll's dick. Blondie joined in on the other side, tracing a bulging vein with her tongue. At the end of the swollen knob, they kissed, savoring the taste between them.

Amber turned away first, leaving Blondie sucking on her neck as she opened her mouth as wide as possible and took the cock inside her lips.

Above, Babydoll gasped into Rocket's mouth. The younger sister backed away, scandalized and delighted, letting Sweetpea in to strangle Babydoll's exhalation with a violent kiss. They went on like that for long minutes, double-teaming Babydoll, one sister recovering while the other threw herself into the fray, mouth and hands tirelessly stroking the fires of Babydoll's need.

Across from Sweetpea, Rocket kissed the back of Babydoll's neck. She gave Rocket a daring look and circled Babydoll, her steps erotic in their swagger, signaling Sweetpea to move. Sweetpea did, circling around to the side, to kiss Babydoll's shoulder and tease the flesh with her teeth while Rocket gave short, breathy pecks to Babydoll's neck. They'd done this routine before with a tommy soldier, back when they'd shared men instead of acknowledging the depths of their feelings for each other. Rocket moved up with sweet, gentle inevitability, until her tongue was running smoothly along the contours of her ear. It slipped inside just before Sweetpea bit at Babydoll's other earlobe. Babydoll didn't have any idea which was more erotic, Amber and Blondie sharing her cock or Sweetpea and Rocket sharing her.

The only words spoken were a quiet, impressed "Fuck yes," from Blondie as Amber sank down on Babydoll's cock, taking the entire length into her mouth and down her gullet in one lengthy, breathless slide. She gagged on the last few inches, stubbornly remaining just past her lips, and Blondie kissed her sweetly on her cock-stuffed cheeks, urging her to relax.

And Amber watched with pleased eyes as Blondie fell on the base of the cock, kissing and licking and making Babydoll's cock grow even hotter in her mouth.

"Love you," Babydoll gasped as Rocket pulled away with one last suck at her lips, again orbiting to come back and nuzzle at her breasts, her hair and lips a perfect soft interplay while Sweetpea moved in to fiercely claim her, tongue in her mouth and teeth at her lips, all mine-mine-mine with her kiss and her hands. "You too," Babydoll pulled free to say, before Sweetpea reclaimed her mouth.

"Love you more," Rocket giggled in Babydoll's ear, her hands playfully tweaking two engorged nipples.

Sweetpea's only response was to slap Babydoll's ass as she moved off, her lips bee-stung from the violent kissing.

"Sis," Rocket said disapprovingly, pulling all three of them close.

Sweetpea rolled her eyes and leaned down to Babydoll's ear. "Come for me and I'll tell you exactly how I feel."

"Talk dirty to me and I'll come," Babydoll shot back, one eyebrow arched.

Sweetpea smirked, impressed. She pulled Rocket in by her hair so Babydoll had something to do with her mouth as Sweetpea circled in from behind and wrapped her arms around both women. "You need to come," she hissed in Babydoll's right ear. She moved to Babydoll's left. "You need to come because I'm bored of that big, hard cock. I want your pussy back. I want something sweet to lick and suck at. I want your real juices, the one Rocket always tastes like when she comes back from your room. I want it to gush all over my mouth and my fingers and my toys, just like Rocket says it does. I wanna bite down on your clit and make you beg for more, harder, faster. I wanna fuck you with a strap-on while Rocket takes you from behind, and we'll find out just how many orgasms we can expect from you when you beg for us to stop, when you offer to lick us clean from our boots to our pussies if we'll only stop making you come. And Rocket won't hold you to it but I will. You're going to get me drinks and pour them out on your body so I don't have to stop fucking you to get buzzed and if the nearest champagne is a hundred miles away in an enemy bunker, you're going to go fucking get it for me, because I'm your fucking commanding officer and you do exactly as I fucking say."

Babydoll's eyes had rolled back in her head. She was no longer kissing Rocket, just letting the girl's lips brush against hers.

"And right now," Sweetpea paused, reaching down to tap Amber's head. So warned, the mechanic dragged herself down the boiling length of Babydoll's dick, "I'm ordering you to come."

Babydoll whimpered out her finish, collapsing into Sweetpea and Rocket's arms as she filled up Amber's mouth, cum that spilled from her lips and fell on her breasts for Blondie to lick up. Amber swallowed as much as she could, loving the vodka-strong flavor, but was surprised to see that Babydoll's cock didn't look flaccid at all. It might've been shorter, but it was as hard and ready as ever.

"Keep fucking going!" Sweetpea ordered, even as Amber gulped down the cum coating the inside of her mouth.

"I've got this," Blondie said with a confident nod, pushing Amber aside. She unzipped her bodice to the navel, not even taking it off, leaving it to Amber to help her out of it with practiced ease. "Well, 'doll, if that cock is going bye-bye, we might as well give in a going-away present." She kneaded her breasts in her hands, the nipples growing painfully hard as she sidled up to Babydoll. "And let's face it. I've got the best tits of anyone here."

Babydoll would've argued, but it was hard to debate the point when Blondie was squeezing her cock between two admittedly firm, well-sized breasts. The feeling wasn't as intense as Amber's blowjob, but it wasn't at all unsatisfying. It was warm and soft and relaxing, in a way, easing her toward another orgasm.

"This what you were thinking about when you stared at my boobs?" Blondie asked, grinning, as she worked Babydoll's cock up and down her cleavage.

Babydoll would've answered, but Sweetpea kissed her hard enough to suck Babydoll's tongue out of her mouth and Rocket played with Babydoll's hair as she ground their bodies together in writhing symphony. So instead she reached down and groped Amber as the mechanic laved her tongue across Blondie's breasts and the cock sandwiched between them. 

Metaphysics danced across Babydoll's mind in a haze. This wasn't an orgy, a game, a duty. It was something more, something harmonious, like they were all different body parts working in unison, different aspects of one personality brought together. Everyone was touching, fucking, making love. She loved Sweetpea, and Rocket, and herself, and Amber and Blondie were her best friends, and she loved them too, and they loved each other. Somewhere there was an important revelation, but it couldn't be put into words. It was just the fact of that love, transmitted along sex and jokes and touches. And then it was Rocket's turn to kiss her and even that drugged reasoning was buried under ecstasy.

If Blondie had similar thoughts, it was hard to tell, she was moaning so loud. Amber was fingering her and she was greatly enjoying watching the sisters share Babydoll. When she milked a dose of precum from Babydoll's cock, Amber bent down to kiss it away. She added her hands to Blondie's as she continued to worship the cockhead, trapping Babydoll ever deeper in the valley of Blondie's cleavage. And Blondie undulated like a dancer, like the dancer, stroking Babydoll's cock and meeting Amber's fingers, working up a sweat that only lubricated the cock's passage. Amber paused to meet Blondie's eyes and her lips were glossy with precum. There was a lot. This was it.

Blondie grinned. "Oh yeah. Blow that cum all over my face. I can't wait to feel it."

Babydoll was lost in the sisters' caresses: Sweetpea pinching her nipples, Rocket licking her lips, biting, sucking, kissing, slapping, rubbing, scratching. It was like they were fucking each other through her, modulating their very different personalities by letting her take the furthest reaches of their passion and letting only the love they felt shine through all three of them. And the ice and fire reached down her, down to her very core, and made steam that filled her up and overloaded and wanted out!

She tried to warn them, but they didn't let a second go by without abusing, worshipping her lips, like if they could only switch fast enough, it would blend into a Möbius strip of pleasure, all three of them kissing the other two at the same time. But she had to warn them. If not, she had the terrifying vision of Amber being drowned by her ejaculation, the pressure was that immense.

So as Rocket stopped kissing her and Sweetpea started, Babydoll grabbed them both by the hair and pressed them together. The sheer taboo of it overcame Sweetpea and she tried to pull away, but Babydoll held her in place until she relaxed into the kiss, not sweet or sour, just passionate. Loving.

Babydoll hated to interrupt it. And she didn't. Sweetpea and Rocket continued to kiss as she screamed "I'm gonna come!"

Blondie wanted it, the last memento of this whole hallucinogenic episode. She wanted it all, deep inside her belly. She let go of her breasts and they sprung open, damp with precum, for her to lean down and suck Babydoll into her mouth. She tasted Sweetpea, and Rocket, and Amber. Then she tasted the first helping of Babydoll, splashing deep in her throat.

"Give me some, ho!" Amber pulled her aside and threw herself like a human shield in front of Babydoll. Another rope of come shot across her tits, splashing her face and neck. Lovely. 

"That—looks fun." Blondie pulled her goggles down, not wanting to get any in her eyes. "Come on my tits, 'doll! You owe them that!"

"Little more!" Babydoll gasped, teeth clenched. "Almost there!"

Sweetpea and Rocket fell on her from either side, Rocket kissing one side of her neck, Sweetpea biting the other, leaving her mouth free to scream as Blondie and Amber did the same with her prick. Amber sucked the cum off it, finally taking it all the way in, then passed it to Blondie to lick and rub against her face. Babydoll couldn't keep track of who was fondling her breast, squeezing her ass, claiming her lips. She just knew that she was coming again.

"You want it, you fucking got it," she muttered in a hoarse voice.

Amber got it splattered over her tonsils and she practically coughed the cock out for Blondie to take, milking the shaft with both hands until Babydoll went off again, covering Blondie with splatters of milky white liquid all over her face and breasts, her ass contracting rhythmically with each deep ejaculation.

Mischievously, Rocket pushed Sweetpea down, but she pulled Rocket down with her. As hoped, Sweetpea caught a thick stream of jizz squarely in the face, to her (mostly) mock-outrage. Rocket laughed and Babydoll jerked her next ejaculation into the younger sister's face, plastering her with the last of the load. Some got in her mouth. Sweetpea cracked a grin.

As the last few tremors sent cum sputtering across Babydoll's own thighs, Sweetpea reached out and smeared the cum across Rocket's skin, finishing by stroking Rocket's lips with her fingers. Rocket sucked at them as the cum was wiped from her cheek. She lapped up every drop Sweetpea fed her and returned the favor.

Blondie slid her cum-covered tits up Babydoll's stomach as Amber lapped up the last of it from her legs. Babydoll kissed her on the cheek and hugged her as she felt the pressure in her groin finally give way to a luxurious satisfaction.

Amber rested her head on Babydoll's thigh. She never would've believed she'd be so happy to see a pussy. With trembling fingers, she took out and unwrapped a lollypop.

"What the fuck is with the lollypops?" Babydoll asked, shaking her head. Everyone laughed.

"Gets the taste out of my mouth," Amber said nonchalantly.

"Hell, I want one," Blondie said.

"Me too," Babydoll added, having inadvertently tasted herself on Blondie's tongue. It wasn't a bad taste, but she wasn't sorry her two lovers were women.

"Gimme," Rocket said.

"Sweetpea!" Amber complained.

Sweetpea stood up, wiping the last of the cum off her face. With a shake of her head, she licked her hand. "I told you when you joined the squad, Amber. If you're gonna bring candy, better bring enough for the rest of the class."

With a few Mandarin curses, Amber started handing out bits of her precious stash. Sweetpea declined, walking over to where they'd dumped the radio. She checked the stream of Telex that had gone unacknowledged while... well, while she and her sister had been fucked six ways to Sunday, occasionally by each other.

Crazy fucking world.

"Son of a bitch," she swore, ripping off the ticker-tape. "The Kardannians have surrendered! We missed all the fucking action!"

Babydoll just had to laugh.

***

"What's so funny?" Madame Gorski asked with what little voice she had left after screaming herself hoarse. Thankfully, the dance studio was soundproofed to keep the music from spilling out and distracting any valued customers.

Babydoll looked down, with a note of panic when she saw a penis jutting from her crotch before realizing it was just the strap-on. Gorski laid in a pile of sweat and other fluids, her asshole gaping and her pussy red and her mouth seemingly frozen open.

Babydoll sometimes let her imagination run away with her.

Gorski straightened herself into a sit. "Oh, nuna... if only men could fuck as good as you, I'd do this for free. Help me to my cot?"

Supporting most of Gorski's weight herself, Babydoll led her into her office and the small bed she kept there. After helping Gorski down and watching her slip into sweet unconsciousness, Babydoll took off the dildo and moved to return it to the chest Gorski had gotten it out of.

There were a lot in there. 

Surely Gorski wouldn't notice if a few went missing...

***

"Do you know how sexually transmitted diseases are transmitted, Rocket?" Sweetpea demanded, irritatedly adjusting her panties. They really weren't meant to hold what she had put in them. "By sex!"

"I said I was sorry," Rocket muttered, keeping her voice down so no one would hear them as they strode quickly through camp. As quickly as they could with hard-ons. 

"And you could've mentioned the cum was an aphrodisiac," Amber said, rubbing at her painfully taut nipples through her top.

"Do I blame you when our plane malfunctions?"

"The plane malfunctions. It doesn't grow a cock and start humping other planes!"

"I'm actually finding that mental image erotic," Blondie moaned. "Guys, where the fuck is she!"

"There!" 

They all hurried down into the bunker where Babydoll had been assigned quartermaster duty while she was on 'medical leave.' Mandatory. Fucking brass.

But it did have thick concrete walls and a door that could've come off a bank vault. Hard to imagine someone hearing anything inside.

"Hey guys, what's up?" Babydoll asked, checking off another shipment of ammo on her clipboard.

"Us," Sweetpea said. She exhaled in relief as she finally freed her cock.

"Nice strap-on...?" Babydoll tried unconvincingly.

"Babydoll..." Rocket started, already stroking herself. "You know how if you get the measles once, you can never get the measles again?"

"Yeaaaaah..."

"Well, imagine that, but with growing a dick."

Babydoll blinked. Shook her head. "Oh, no..."

"We'd do the same for you!" Blondie pleaded.

"We did," Amber said. "In our mouths."

"Why don't you just find some boys?"

Rocket wrinkled her nose. "Don't be gross."

"I'm serious, there's a Navy ship parked in the river, there must be someone there who..."

"'Doll," Sweetpea said. "I love you and my sister loves you. Usually at the same time. But you really need to bend over."

Babydoll bit her lip. All those hard cocks, could she really... well, Sweetpea and Rocket had taken them the original way, and Blondie had looked like she'd enjoyed having one in her ass. And then there was Amber and her mouth... that had looked like fun. Felt like fun. And her hands... everyone always said she had such soft hands...

"Alright, on one condition."

"I am your commanding--!" Sweetpea was saying, when Rocket squeezed her hand. "What?" she said in a smaller voice.

Babydoll was folding her clothes into neat piles on the floor. She had, after all, just gotten the stains out from last time. "Remember how you said you and Rocket wanted to take me at the same time? Something about fucking me until I begged you to stop?"

Rocket was circling around Babydoll. Getting a better look at that ass. "I remember."

Babydoll grinned at her before looking back at Sweetpea. "I don't beg. But you're welcome to try."

As the three of them moved together, Blondie took the lollypop Amber offered in exasperation. "How come they always go first? Is it a blonde thing?"

"That's discrimination," Amber agreed.

"Hey, look!" Blondie pressed down on her cock. "Mine vibrates!"



Suckfest



My name is Rebecca. I am a 23 yr old cross-dresser. It had been sometime since I had dressed and had some fun in public, and a few guys had been dying online to get with me, so I thought of a good way to have both things at one time. It was a Monday afternoon, when both guys started IMing me; I set up the first guy to come over to my place around 3, and a second guy to come over around 5.

2:56 I went outside my backdoor, and walked to the side of my house and into my carport. I walked past my car in nothing but my white thigh highs, black thong and bra, white mid drift shirt, and red schoolgirl mini skirt that ended just below my ass cheeks. After a few minutes of sitting there, an older white guy walked down the driveway with a big smile on his face, wearing his workman's blue button down shirt and blue jeans.

"Hi Slut."; my favorite word to hear. This man I had never met before stood with his back to the street while I kneeled before him slow taking out his massive fat cock, and started sticking it down my slut chute. Slowly but surely, his pants got lower and lower down his legs, and his cock moved farther and farther down my throat. Finally he sat down so he could see out the street, while I engulfed one of the largest cocks I've ever shafted. I worked diligently till I could feel my nose push up against his stomach; I loved hearing him trying to catch his breath knowing his slut had just taken all of his cock in. "Yea that's all yours, fuck slut."

After ten minutes of sucking, he switched positions and only needed to work on my dick a long minute before I came all over myself. Getting all my cum coating his tool, I went back to work sucking on his cock, half hoping no one could see directly in from the street, and half hoping the whole world was watching. Finally being rewarded with gurgling on his warm load of seeping cum, slurping it down my chute.

The first man left, giving me about an hour to go upstairs and reapply makeup, change outfits, and talk online. My phone rang again, announcing the imminent arrival of my second guy. I went back to my spot, and saw a huge, 6'6" black god walking down the driveway. "Oh yea baby, you a fine fucking ho!" I could tell he approved as his eyes slid down my white crop top, down to my black sheer micro skirt, then lower, lingering along my black fishnet leggings. "Go ahead and get on the hood of the car for Daddy, while I check you out." I lay on the hood of my car, at the tip of the entrance of my carport in the deep shade, legs spread wide while my new man worked his tongue all over my pussy. I could feel his tongue invade me, as he kept pushing me up higher and higher on my windshield till my back was on the roof of my car, and my ass was at the edge of the windshield. "Okay slut come down and let me bend u over."

I climbed down checking around to see if any neighbors caught me getting ate out good and bent down till my chest was on the hood of my car. I felt my legs being eagerly pried open. My in-charge man walked around the side and sat up just ahead of me on the hood. "Give me some lube, bitch." I went way wild sucking on his sweet chocolate cock for a long minute, then he roughly shifted back around, shoving his cock deep into my ass while pulling my thong aside, in one just-do-it swoosh. "Ooooo fuck bitch, for a slut you tight, love to fuck you sultry white girls." 

He worked it hard, like an hour; I winced in a mixture of pain and pleasure as this guy used a pile of pent-up energy, going safari-wild on my slut ass. "You're totally mine, you nasty cunt, you want this back for a visit in your mouth?" I grunted ambiguously, and then felt him pull out. He expertly whipped my head around, shooting the first stream of cum across my face; I was able to open wide, tongue funneling 4 more streams of hot pulsing cum. 

"MMmmhmm, love slipping inside that tight white ass. Now go parade that ass, run check your mailbox, just like that, for me." I started walking. The long walk down the drive with a long stream of cum across my face, was supposed to be a walk of shame; for me, it was a victory walk, glowing with fresh pride. Hope my male neighbours saw me; they'll be lining up soon at the far end of my laneway, by the shaded car, for their share of my booty bounty.



Suckfest



We were laying in bed one night and my Goddess told me it had been a while since she had seen me suck a cock. I didn't say much. We had gone to a glory hole a few weeks back and found out they wouldn't let women in the back so we had not gone in. She was frustrated and looking for another solution. 

"I want you to put an ad on craigslist." She commanded. "Similar to the ones in the past. Tell them I want to watch you suck lots of cocks. And this time, I want you to respond to anyone who answers and forward every response to me."

I gulped. "What if lots of guys answer?"

"Then you will be sucking lots of cock." she said, grinning. "What are you?"

"I'm your cocksucking bitch, goddess."

"That's right, and cocksucking bitches, suck cock. Lots of cock. What is our goal for the year cocksucker?"

"100 cocks, Goddess." 

"That's right, and how many cocks have you sucked for me so far?"

"30."

"There you go, 70 more to go. This will give you a chance to catch up."

"What if I can't take them all?" "What if I gag and puke, and can't do all of them?"

"Oh, don't worry. I'll make sure you take all of them. I hope you do gag and puke, it will make it so much more fun." She said laughing.

I felt a tingle of fear in my belly as she reached down and grabbed my cock, stroking me. I was hard as a rock and she rolled over on top of me and started riding my cock. She looked me in the eye and said, "Now cum for me cocksucker."

I gasped, as I filled her hot pussy with cum. 

"Hmm, Now make me cum." She demanded, as she pulled off my cock and crawled up to my face. I found myself staring at her cum filled pussy as she lowered herself onto my face.

I licked her, tasting the thick mix of our juices and the slightly salty taste I was getting to know so well. She squirmed and started fucking my face hard. I did my best to breath and keep my tongue out as she rode my face. She worked her clit on the bridge of my nose fucking my whole face, her pubic hair scraping my cheeks. She growled as she reached her orgasm and I felt a flood of her juices over my face and down my throat as I tried to swallow fast enough to keep up.

She crawled off and looked down at my cum covered face, laughing. "OMG, that was great. Good job cumsucker. I love to see you covered in cum."

I put the ad in the next day on Craigslist. It read as follows.

Title:(casual encounters) Goddess Wants To Watch Me Suck - mw4m

My Goddess loves to watch me suck cock. She makes me suck them to completion and swallow. The more they degrade me, the more she loves it. We will be at a St. Petersburg hotel on Tuesday. Early in the day is best. I am a clean, disease free, man in good physical condition. My Goddess is petite and sexy. There will be no sex with her, only me. Satisfaction guaranteed. 

I forwarded a copy of the ad to my Goddess and got a quick reply. "Good job cocksucker. Are you nervous?"

"I'm shitting bricks." I replied

"Good, you should be. Now remember, answer every response and send them all to me."

I posted the ad and anxiously awaited responses. How many would there be? I felt completely out of control. I imagined myself surrounded by cocks having to service them. I imagined myself covered in cum and wanting the whole process to end, but not being able too. It was exciting and scary at the same time. 

I had to work that day so I tried to take my mind off the posting but it was difficult. I checked my email in a few hours and I had already gotten a response shown below.

Hello,

I have to say your Craigslist ad sounds very exciting indeed! I live near downtown St. Pete and will have most of this Tuesday off from work. My stats are 44, 6-2 175 and nicely endowed. I am very safe, clean, masculine, and respectful. I play no games and ask for none in return. Would love to hear from the two of you, let's have some adult fun this Tuesday!

Thanks!

Robert

I responded immediately as requested and forwarded a copy to my Goddess.

By the end of the day, I had gotten 5 responses and was starting to get worried. How many cocks would I have to suck? I told my Goddess I was concerned. 

The following is an excerpt from our text conversation

me: I got tons of responses from ad in Craigslist I can't believe how fast that works

Her: I'm telling you cl to get laid

me: I see that. Not sure how you want me to respond to them regarding timing. I know you wanted to do early in the day but might have an issue with early check in at hotel

Her: Let's say around noon

me: I think noon works. How many do you want me to set up? I have 9 responses so far

Her: Tell them you will email room number. Schedule for all 9 at the same time. Some may have to wait in line is all. We will see. I know your hard lol Schedule all

me: omg, ok Goddess

Her: I think only half will show

me: That is probably right

Her: Or we can have all at once

me: I'm going to end up covered in cum.

Her: Are you nervous

me: yes, I'm nervous as hell

Her: Good

me: just seeing all the cocks and knowing I have to suck them, much less a lot at once.

Her: I'm going to show you the power of a goddess

me: I hope I please you Goddess

Her: We will see tomorrow. BTW, I want to fuck your ass

me: omg. while I'm sucking?

Her: Maybe but b4 as well

me: yes Goddess. Of course, my body is yours to use as you want and when you want

I just got a 10th response. It could be crazy. 

Her: I love it I'm very excited

me: Already responded to them and got lots of responses back already.

It's going to be a busy day. My jaw will be sore and I will be gagging and covered in cum

Her: Mmmmm I'm wet. Thinking about it

me: I'm glad it pleases you. My total for you might get up over 40

Her: What is our number that we are going for?

me: 100 - That's a lot of cock

Her: Yep

me: I guess I'm going to need at least 10 to stay on track

Her: You're a Cocksucker

me: Your cocksucker and only yours at your command

Her: Yes my cocksucker for my pleasure. I'm feeling a lot better

me: Good, Seems like you always feel better when I am nervous and scared lol

Her: Of course, It's the way of the goddess

me: I see that, lol

Her: Good, No complaints

me: No complaints Goddess, I don't think complaints would be well received either lol

Her: Try it,And you'll find out

me: I know better, gulp

Her: Your listening

me: trying too

Her: I'm proud of you slave

me: I'm glad baby. These guys keep coming on line. The count is up to 21 total so far. I'm going to quit looking now

Her: Omg, Lol, Rofl. Keep it going cocksucker. I didn't tell you that you could stop.

me: OMG, You are going to have a true cum slut on Tuesday. I won't be able to eat the rest of the day

Her: Oh yes you will. Maybe we will bottle some cum to rub on you once we get home. Or make you drink. Are you scared?

me: Yes, I'm scared.

Her: Yes goddess, Is the correct response

me: Yes Goddess

Her: Good job cocksucker

me: Thank You Goddess. You know what it does to me, when you call me names like that. I am scared shitless about Tuesday. I hope I can take them all

Her: You won't have a choice cum fag

me: omg So if I am wiped out, and they keep coming? If I puke from all the cum? or from having a cock shoved down my throat I am going to have to continue?

Her: Yes of course. Until I say enough

me: We will need to bring a bowl in case I get sick

Her: Yes, or a trash can

me: omg The lack of control is both scary and exciting but then you know that. Does it turn you on to know I'm scared?

Her: Oh yes I love knowing you are scared and you are going to be defenseless

me: This will be the nastiest thing I have ever done if only half the people show up.

Her: We're just getting warmed up cocksucker

In the end, I got 27 total responses. I had said yes to each one and told them we would send a hotel room number when we got checked in.

That morning, my Goddess was in a wonderful mood while I was nervous and anxious. She made me lick her to 3-4 orgasms as she mused about me sucking cock for her. Afterwards, we swung by the hotel to check in and then went out for breakfast. As we checked in, my knees and hands were shaking. She was calm at breakfast, while I was a nervous wreck. My goddess decided we would only do it for 3 hours so I at least knew there was a time limit to my humiliation and pain.

We went back home after breakfast for her to get ready and she had me start messaging our hotel room out to participants. I sat down at the couch with my stomach in knots as I sent out email after email with the hotel room number and the time frame. I knew I was committing myself at that point. It was actually going to happen. I was so nervous and anxious.

The responses started coming in immediately. Within a few minutes, I had 9 confirmed cocks to suck. My previous record at a glory hole was 4 cocks in a row. 9 was unbelievable. What if they all showed up at once?

My Goddess came out of the backroom with her makeup on and her tote bag over her hand. She had on a simple flannel shirt open low to show off her cleavage and long shorts that went down just below her knees. She looked casual and sexy at the same time. She was staying casual to keep things under control and had no plans to get undressed. She was taking along a sheer black blouse, some long black leggings, and short boots I had seen her in before in case she wanted to change. As usual, she looked ravishing. I thought about her watching me degrade myself, and a thrill of excitement washed through me. She smiled and I knew I was committed as we headed out toward the hotel.

We got to the hotel and went up to the room. We walked in the door and she handed me a piece of plastic out of her bag. "Put this down on the ground." She said. "We don't want cum all over the hotel room. Plus, I don't want any of it to go to waste." She said with a smile. I shuddered at the implications as I spread the plastic out on the floor.

I just got the plastic spread out when I heard a knock on the door. She looked at me and smiled. "Looks like you've got your first cock of the day. They sure are anxious. Are you ready for this cocksucker?"

"As ready as I'll ever be Goddess." I replied nervously.

She went over to answer the door and opened it up. Jim was standing there and it shocked her for a second. We had played with Jim before. He had a very large cock and she liked fucking him in front of me. He had responded to my ad and I hadn't told her. She welcomed him in and hugged him in front of me. He was greeting me as someone else knocked on the door.

She walked over to the door and opened it up. The guy outside, said, "I'm Tony, I answered an ad. " 

"Come on in Tony." said my Goddess, "You've come to the right place." 

As Tony walked inside, she looked over at me. "What are you waiting for cocksucker? Strip and get on your knees. You've got some cocks to satisfy."

Tony started laughing as I stripped down and got down on my knees. "Wow, how many is he sucking today?"

"I don't know. He invited 27. He loves to suck cock. Don't you cocksucker?" She responded with a smile and a little hint of a sneer.

I got down on my knees on the plastic, naked and feeling vulnerable as Tony got undressed. He had a large, dark collared cock. He walked over and shoved his cock in my face. I could smell the faint male musk that always turned my stomach before I sucked cock. I was getting pretty familiar with that smell. I took his cock into my mouth and started sucking. I tasted the slight saltiness of his sweat as his cock filled my mouth.

"Make sure you satisfy him slut." I heard her command. "Give him a real slutty blowjob."

I started working his cock as slutty as I could for her amusement. Jim appeared beside me naked and I had another cock beside me. Jim had a very large cock, both long and thick. 

I heard my Goddess in the background. "Work both of them for me baby. Go back and forth between them."

I pulled off from Tony and faced Jim's cock. He shoved it deep into my mouth and I gagged as I tried to take it. "That's it, fuck his face like a pussy." I heard my Goddess say. Jim grabbed my head and started shoving his cock in and out of my mouth. I used my hands on his cock to keep him from going too deep and tried to accommodate his thrusts.

"Put your hands behind your back slut." my Goddess commanded. "I want him to fuck your throat." I did as she asked and Jim thrust deep again. I choked and gagged, almost retching as my spit spilled out of my mouth all over the plastic. I heard my Goddess laughing. "That's it. I love it when he gags and chokes." I couldn't believe she was being so rough with me so early.

She got down beside us and looked me in the eye while I sucked Jim's cock. Her eyes grew distant and foggy as she grabbed the back of my head with one hand and Jim's ass with the other. "I said go deep slut." She said as she pulled my head down hard onto his cock and held it there. "Now that's more like it." She said as my gag reflex took over and my stomach heaved. She held me there for a long minute and then released. I pulled off, gagging and choking.

I heard another knock on the door. "Oh, it looks like you have another customer faggot. Don't stop sucking, I'll get the door." She laughed. I heard the door open and her greeting another guy. "Come on in and join the party. " 

I heard the new guy introduce himself as Mike while Jim was thrusting in and out of my mouth with my hands still behind my head. He was a little more careful not to go as deep so I was keeping up. The next thing I knew, there was a 3rd cock lined up in front of me.

"Make our new guest feel welcome cocksucker." My Goddess commanded and I shifted my attention to the new cock in front of me. Mike was a bit smaller than the other two and still soft so I could accommodate his whole cock in my mouth. I worked him back and forth to trying to get him hard.

"I want you to use your hands and mouth and go back and forth between them all." I heard her say. 

I did as she asked, moving back and forth between the cocks trying to keep each of them hard. My world was full of cock, but I saw my Goddess smiling as she watched between two of the guys. She had the camera out and was taking pictures. "Oh God yes." She said. "I love this. Satisfy them slut."

I kept going back and forth between them. My neck and jaw were getting sore from the constant bobbing. I was desperate to get them off to put an end to the process but she made me keep moving between them, not giving me enough time to get any of them off. They were all shoving in and out of my mouth. My eyes were watering and drool was dripping down on the plastic as I went from cock to cock. I heard the constant click of the camera.

"Make him suck your balls." I heard her say. "He loves that." She knew how much I hated sucking balls. They are always nasty, hairy, and sweaty. I find it more demeaning than sucking cock. Plus I knew it would prolong the process and I had so many more cocks to suck. 

Tony lifted his cock up and offered his balls to me. I looked over at my Goddess.

She smiled, knowing I didn't want to do this. "Better start licking bitch." She said, with her eyebrow arched. I knew better than to argue, so I bent to my task. Tony groaned as I licked his sweaty balls, obviously enjoying himself.

"Get your head up in there bitch. Lick him between his leg and balls." She certainly knew the nastiest things to have me do. I did as I was told tasting the nasty sweat. "That's a good little cocksucking bitch. Give his balls a tongue bath."

I was so humiliated, particularly doing it in front of the other men. They were all starting to get into it and laughing together.

"Now suck his balls slut." She commanded. I opened my mouth and took his ball completely in my mouth and started sucking. 

"Does that feel good?" She asked Tony.

"Oh yes." Tony groaned. "I like that."

"He's a good ball sucker isn't he?" She said laughing.

"Oh yes, he is a good ball sucker." Tony grunted.

"Now suck the other one." she commanded. I switched balls and started sucking the other one.

"Suck it hard bitch. Get your face up in there and do it right." She said again. I did as she asked and heard the other guys laughing.

"Ok, that's good, now back to his cock." I slid his cock back in my mouth and bobbed up and down.

"Get it all the way in, down your throat." I pushed my head as far down as it would go and tried to control my gag. "Go deeper cocksucker." She commanded. I pushed deeper and almost retched. I pulled out and spit all over the plastic which was already starting to get nasty and slimy.

"You need to pay more attention to your other friends, cocksucker." She told me. I obeyed going back and forth between them. She walked around behind me and got down on the ground grabbing my cock as I sucked. She started moaning and jerking my cock with one hand while she held my head with her other hand and pushed it down on the cock in front of me.

I felt myself getting hard and my Goddess started laughing. "Check it out guys, The faggot is getting hard with a cock in his mouth. I told you he liked it, she said laughing."

Then she pulled my arms back behind my head and held them there. "Now fuck his mouth for me. Fuck it like a pussy." One at a time, they shoved their cocks deep in my mouth. I choked and sputtered, but she kept pulling my hair back and pushing me back down on the next cock.

"Please feel free to come in his mouth boys. He loves to swallow cum. Don't you slut?" I moaned with the cock in my mouth. She repeated it loudly "I said, you love to swallow cum, don't you slut?"

I pulled my mouth off his cock. "Yes Goddess" I replied as the rest of the guys snickered. 

"Beg them slut. Beg them for their cum."

"Please give me your cum." I begged, totally humiliated.

"You heard him guys." She said laughing. "He's such a cum slut. Cum all over him for me. Cover him with cum. Slut, satisfy all of them. Make sure you have a hand on any cock you're not sucking and make them cum for me."

"Do any of you guys need any lube?" She asked them. Mike asked for some and lubed up his cock while I sucked on Tony. 

Soon, I was sucking on Jim and jacking off Tony and Mike at the same time. I felt Mike's cock getting long and hard and he gasped suddenly. "I'm going to cum."

"Better catch it slut." my Goddess called out and I shifted to sucking his cock. He quickly shot a huge load in my mouth. I pulled back, gagged and sputtered and it started to leak out of my mouth.

"Don't you dare spit it out. Swallow it all cum slut." She commanded. I held his cum in my mouth on my knees trying not to wretch. Mike must not have cum for a while. His cum was thick and even a little chunky. I forced it down my throat and gasped for air.

"Ooh, he didn't like the taste of that." Mike said laughing.

"What's the matter cum slut? That was just the first one. Just think how many more loads you're going to swallow today. You're belly is going to be full of cum." she said laughing.

I looked over at her and she smiled. "Well, get back to work cocksucker. You've got two more cocks to take care of. "

I turned and the other cocks moved in to me. 

"Suck my balls." tony ordered and I started licking and sucking his balls again while I jacked off Jim. Suddenly, Jim pulled away and started jacking off on my head. I felt his hot cum spurting all over my forehead while I sucked on Tony's balls.

Mike started laughing. "OMG, he just came all over that fucker's head."

"I know, I caught the shot with a picture." My Goddess replied. "That was fantastic."

Soon, all of them were laughing and my Goddess was almost rolling on the floor. I felt the cum dripping down my forehead into my eyes while I sucked on Tony's balls. 




Suckfest



"Step back and let me get a picture." My Goddess said.

Tony stepped back and she snapped a picture of me covered in cum on my knees, totally exhausted and humiliated. "Ooh, you do look like quite the cum slut." My goddess said laughing.

Then I heard another knock on the door. Oh no, I thought, I don't know if I can do another one right now.

The next guy came in and didn't even introduce himself. He took in the situation at a glance and walked over to me, dropped his pants, and shoved his cock in my mouth.

He was humping my face and asked my Goddess. "Where do you want me to cum?" 

"Cum all over his face." She answered laughing.

In just a few strokes, he pulled out and started to jack himself off on my face.

"Open your mouth, slut." My goddess commanded.

The new guy quickly jerked a big load all over my face and mouth while everyone laughed. My Goddess snapped a few pictures and told me to lick my lips which I did, tasting more of the nasty cum dripping down my face.

My Goddess came over to me and looked me right in the face, laughing. She took her hand and smeared it in the cum on my face wiping it all over my face and hair. "Stick out your tongue slut." I did, and she wiped her cum covered hand on my tongue, laughing.

Tony still had not cum, and my Goddess made me go back to sucking on his cock. As I sucked, I heard her say. "Would you like him to lick your ass? He's a good little ass licker."

I felt my knees go week. Just when I thought it couldn't get any more humiliating, she turned up the heat yet again.

"Oh yes, I'd love for him to lick my ass." Tony replied, laughing.

"Turn around then." She said. 

I looked up at her, with a pleading look in my eyes. She knew how much I hated the thought of this. I had licked her ass before, but never another man's. She looked down at me with an expectant and slightly angry look.

"Please Goddess." I begged.

"Don't please goddess me, get your tongue up his ass. What are you waiting for ass wipe? Get your tongue in there and start licking his ass."

Tony bent over and spread his ass in front of me. It was a dark hairy ass and I gulped as I moved forward and buried my face in is hairy crack. I tentatively stuck out my tongue and it touched his rosebud. I could taste the nasty flavor and I started gently licking.

"Get in there good ass licker. Stick your tongue way up his ass." OMG, how bad could this get, I thought as I stuck my tongue in his ass.

"Is it up there?" she asked Tony

"Yes." He replied, gasping. "It feels good."

My Goddess got down on her knees in front of him and looked between his legs. "I want to see that tongue working that asshole bitch." She said to me.

I started licking harder per her command. 

"Damn, I wish I would have brought my strapon." She said. "I would have loved to fuck you with your face in his ass. "

After a while, she brought me back to the main event and had me suck on him some more. My neck was screaming from all the crazy angles and my knees were killing me. My face was still covered with cum, and the plastic mat below me was sticky and gooey with cum and spit. I felt like a total whore servicing him.

I heard my Goddess moaning and I looked over at her lying on the bed. Somehow she had changed into her shear black top and no pants. She was lying on her belly and Jim was behind her obviously fingering her pussy. I could see her beautiful ass and legs and she squirmed on his hand watching me suck cock for her. She looked so beautiful and desirable with her olive colored smooth skin and her perfect legs and feet pointed up behind her.

It took my humiliation up to a whole new level. Here I was sucking cocks while another man fingered my wife on the bed. I was aching and in pain for her pleasure. I kept sucking while I watched her have orgasm after orgasm. 

Eventually Tony stepped back and said he just couldn't cum. He had jacked off in the morning and apologized. My Goddess told him no problem and hopped up off the bed to give him a hug. She thanked Mike as well and led them to the door while I sat on my knees. They both told her to call them any time she wanted to do this again.

"Oh, I will." She said. "We will be doing this again for sure."

She walked them to the door and told me to wash the cum off my face. I went in the bathroom and looked in the mirror. I looked like a total mess. I was covered in cum. My eyes were bloodshot from the cum running in them and I was sweaty and messy. I did my best to wash my face clean.

When I went back into the room, I found Jim fondling my wife and fingering her. She was moaning and she looked over at me. She motioned for me to join them and they lay down on the bed. He spread her legs and entered her from the side. I could see his large cock sliding into her and she gasped with pleasure and pulled my face down to her pussy. "Lick." was all she said.

I started licking her pussy as he fucked her. She grabbed the back of my head and squirmed to at least two orgasms drenching my face with her cum as I licked her pussy and his cock sliding in and out of her.

Then he pulled out and swung her on top of him in a reverse cowgirl position and entered her again. I was absorbed by the incredible site of his cock splitting her tight pussy and her long slender legs spread out to the side.

She looked at me with lust hooded eyes. "Lick his balls while he fucks me." She commanded.

I started licking his balls as she rode him to yet another orgasm. While she was screaming in pleasure, she grabbed my hair and pulled me to her clit. I gave it butterfly licks while she squirted again and again. Finally, her orgasms subsided and he pulled out with a plop. She made me lick him clean while he kissed her above me.

Jim got up and got dressed. He hugged and kissed my wife and told her to let him know when we wanted to party again. 

After he left, my Goddess looked over at me. "Well cocksucker. I don't know who else is going to show up, but you have another hour and a half. Why don't you get cleaned up and we will see what happens."

I hopped in the shower and washed up, thankful for the reprieve. Hopefully I was done for the day. I was totally exhausted. Little did I know, there were many more in store for me.

I had just gotten out of the shower, when I heard another knock on the door. My Goddess had me answer the door and there was an older man there with a drink in his hand. He asked if this was the place, and I let him in the door.

"Ooh, check it out cocksucker. You've got another customer. Assume the position." My Goddess commanded. 

I went over to the nasty slimy piece of plastic and dropped back down on my knees for the next cock. The guy came over and dropped his pants. He had a short fat uncut cock and a roll of fat hanging down over it. I almost threw up when I saw him, but I reached out and started stroking his cock.

"Get to it cocksucker." I heard her say, and I leaned forward and took his cock in my mouth. He must have been a heavy smoker. I could smell and taste the nicotine oozing from his pores and his cock tasted like old cigarettes. I started sucking that cock hard. I wanted to finish him fast and get beyond this, but my Goddess wouldn't let me.

"Suck his balls bitch." She demanded. 

OMG, not again, I thought as I started sucking on his balls. He obviously enjoyed it.

"That's it faggot, suck them hard for me." He said grunting.

I jerked his cock while I sucked on his balls. He smelled sour and bad and I felt like a complete whore on my knees in front of him.

"Get your face up in there slut. Swallow those balls." She commanded. I took his ball completely in my mouth and almost retched. I had to hold work hard to hold it down.

"Now suck his dick for me." I went back to sucking on his short nasty cock. I pumped him hard bobbing my mouth back and forth trying to get him off. I was tired from all the activity earlier, but I bobbed back and forth for at least 10 minutes while she laughed at me. Finally, he stepped back and apologized for not cumming.

"That's ok, I'll take it out on his ass later." she laughed. "I'm planning to fuck his ass with my biggest dildo for every cock he can't make cum."

"Oh goddess, please don't. I'll finish him for you." I pleaded, reaching for his dick again. 

"No cocksucker. You've had your chance. I'd focus on making the rest cum if I were you." She said, obviously enjoying my anxiety.

I settled back on my haunches in defeat as he pulled on his clothes and headed for the door. Right as he was getting ready to leave, there was another knock came on the door.

She looked over at me arching her eyebrows in a smile. "You're not done yet, cocksucker. Better work harder on this one if you value your ass."

The next guy bounded into the room. He was younger, with longer blonde hair and a blue shirt. He laughed when he saw me sitting there. "I hope I'm not too late." He said.

"Not at all." My Goddess replied laughing. "My slut is still hungry for cock. He's only had 5 so far so he certainly needs more. Why don't you go ahead and get undressed."

"Wow", the guy exclaimed. "Did he do more than one at a time?"

"The first three came together." she said laughing. "He had to work real hard to satisfy them all at once. The last one didn't cum though and he's hungry for more, aren't you slut?"

I burned with humiliation. "Yes, Goddess." I replied, feeling anything but ready for another load of cum.

He stripped down while I waited on the slimy plastic and then he walked over to me with his dick bobbing in my face. I was getting pretty used to strange cocks by now and I reached out to stroke him.

"Not with your hands, bitch." My Goddess commanded harshly. "Put your hands behind your back and reach for it with your mouth."

This was even more humiliating. I had to stretch out my neck and grab his cock with my mouth. I felt totally degraded because I knew how slutty it must look. I caught his cock with my mouth and sucked it inside, feeling it grow to fill my mouth. I felt humiliated with my hands behind my back bobbing up and down on my cock.

"Feel free to fuck his face. He really likes that." I heard her say.

The guy laughed, grabbed my head and started sawing in and out of my mouth. As he shoved it in deep, I gagged and choked pulling back as more spit and drool fell down on the plastic. I pulled my hands up in front of me.

"Oh no you don't." She said, coming around behind me again. She pulled my arms behind me and held them there while he started fucking my face again.

"That's it, fuck his face like a pussy." She said. "Better milk that cock slut, if you value your ass." She reminded me and a thrill of fear shot through my belly.

"Oh yes, that's it." He said as he started to breath faster. I could feel his cock swell in my mouth and knew he was going to cum. I was scared he would choke me with a flood of cum.

"Where do you want my cum?" He asked her.

"Cum all over his face. I want him covered with it." She replied. 

He kept grunting and I felt the first shot of hot salty cum in my mouth as he pulled out and jerked the rest of his load all over my face.

My Goddess started laughing. "Good job cumslut. You saved your ass, for now."

After he finished, they sat and talked while I knelt there on the nasty plastic with my face covered in cum. My Goddess took another few pictures of me and then let me sit back and relax but did not let me wash off the cum. After a while he got up and left.

I looked over at her. "I hope we are done." I said. "I don't know how many more I can take."

"I know." She said laughing. "You've done a great job. I'm proud of you. Maybe that will be the end"

Then someone knocked on the door and the process started over again. This guy came into the room and saw me sitting there on the plastic covered in cum.

"Oh wow." He said, "I hope I didn't miss all the fun."

"Come on in." My Goddess responded, "The slut can always use another cock to suck."

He started laughing and dropped his pants but didn't take off his shirt. He immediately got into the spirit of things and started degrading me. He started slapping my face with his cock.

"Open your mouth and stick out your tongue slut. Show him how much you want his cum." I heard my Goddess order.

I did as she commanded and he started slapping my tongue and face with his cock, smearing it in the cum already on my face. Then he grabbed my head and shoved his cum covered cock into my mouth.

"Let's see how deep you can get cocksucker." He said as he slowly pulled my head down on his cock. I took it as far as I could trying not to gag, but eventually the reflex took over and I fought to get loose. He backed off a little, but held my head and then pushed it back in as I relaxed. When I gagged again, he pulled back and started jacking off.

"Beg him for his cum slut." My Goddess commanded . "Then open your mouth and catch it all."

"Please give me your cum sir." I told him.

"Oh, I will you fucking bitch. Take my cum now." He grunted and shot a huge load all over my face and tongue. I tried to catch it as my Goddess had commanded but a lot missed and landed on my cheek and face. He stepped back laughing.

"Do you guys do this often?" He asked my Goddess. 

"We've done it before." She said, but he's never had this many. "I can guarantee we'll be doing it again." 

"Well, make sure you invite me. I'll be up for it." He said.

While he was getting dressed, another knock came on the door and the process started over again.

It was beginning to become a blur as I took yet another cock for my Goddess and swallowed yet another load. When the guy left, I was covered in cum and sliding around on the slimy plastic beneath me. I was a sweaty and sticky mess again.

My Goddess let me get up and go wash off my face. By this time, we were both ready for it to be over and get out of there, but there was another knock on the door.

My Goddess smiled at me and told me. "You have to take care of your fans cocksucker. You're the one that invited all of them." She said chuckling.

I was still naked but opened the door and peered out. There was a guy in a hotel uniform outside in the hall. 

"Can I help you?" I asked, nervous that our antics had drawn attention from the hotel staff.

"You called me." He said.

"No, we didn't call for anyone." I said confused.

"I'm Scott." He said. "I answered an ad. Am I in the right place?"

"Oh yes." I answered, laughing. "I thought you were hotel security or something. Come on in."

He smiled and came in. He was a little shy and tentative but warmed up when he saw my Goddess.

"Come on in." She said. "Make yourself comfortable. I'll have my cocksucker take care of you."

He came in and stripped down as I knelt on the sticky plastic once again.

He pulled out the desk chair and sat down in front of me. This was a new position for the day and I had to kneel in front of him and bend down to satisfy him. He had a medium size dark colored cock. I opened up and sucked him into my mouth, tasting his musky flavor.

"Just lick it for a while slut." My Goddess commanded. "Show me how slutty you can be."

I knelt in front of him and started licking his cock like a lollipop. She had me look at her while I licked it so she could take more pictures of me. I did my best to look slutty. I licked the sensitive underside of his cock and heard him moan and twitch.

"Now lick his balls for me slut." She told me.

Since he was seated, I had to really work to get down to his balls. I pulled his cock up and squeezed my face down into his crotch to reach his balls. I started licking them as he relaxed in the chair. I had to stick my tongue out as far as possible to reach them.

"Would you like him to lick your ass? He's real good at that." She said turning up the heat.

"Oh yes." He said. "I'd like that a lot."

A wave of revulsion swept through me. I couldn't believe it. She was going to make me lick another asshole. But I knew better than to argue with her again.

"Sweet, go to it ass licker." She commanded.

I pulled his cock up further and stretched out my tongue to reach his asshole. He slid down in the chair further allowing me better access and I tentatively licked up into his crack.

"Get your tongue up in there faggot. Lick his ass good for me or I'll break out the big strapon tonight."

I stuck my tongue in as far as it would go. It tasted gross and nasty and I started to wretch.

"Don't you dare stop, ass licker." She commanded and I went back to licking.

"Now suck his cock. Finish him off for me cocksucker." She directed me.

I opened my mouth and took him in. I started bobbing my head and using my hand in conjunction with my mouth to give him plenty of friction. I heard him start to moan and felt his cock swell in my mouth.

"I want you to swallow this one slut. No facials, no spitting. Just swallow every drop for me. It's coming now. Just relax and get ready to swallow."

I felt a wave of fear and revulsion. I am totally grossed out by swallowing cum and struggle to do it for her. I can usually get away with having them cum in my mouth and it leaking out. To swallow it all as it comes out, would be really hard. I could feel him swelling and he grabbed the back of my head and thrust deep. The hot salty, slimy cum shot into my mouth. I swallowed the first wave and then I gagged as he continued to pump his cum into my mouth. He held my head down as I choked and cum came running out my nose and mouth all over his balls. I tried to pull away, but he held me there until he finished and all his cum was drained. He released my head and I pulled away with my eyes watering and cum dripping out of my nose and mouth onto his limp cock.

"Good try, but you're not done yet slut. There's quite a bit of cum there you didn't swallow. Now get down there and lap it up like a good little cum slut." She commanded.

Totally disgusted and grossed out, I looked at the limp cock in front of me. It was covered in cum and drool. It was all over his dick and balls, mingled in the hair. I couldn't believe she was making me lick it all up. I looked up at her with a pleading look. Surely I had done enough.

I saw the expectant look on her face and she laughed. "What are you waiting for cumslut. Finish your meal. Clean your plate so to speak."

I reluctantly leaned forward and started licking the cum off his cock. I licked up a big hunk of slime on the underside of his cock and forced it down. In a few more licks, I had most of his cock clean.

"Good job cum slut. Now don't forget to clean his balls. He's got a nice big hunk of splooge down there."

I looked down and saw it. The cum was mixed into his hair, and there were tiny white chunks where it had balled up. I knew I would have to lick it out of his hair, and I bent down to my disgusting task.

"That's such a good cocksucking cum slut. I'm so proud of you. 9 cocks in 2 hours. Now tell me what you are."

"I'm your cock sucking bitch." I replied, knowing what she wanted.

"That's right, you're my cock sucking bitch, and you sure proved it today slut. How many cocks are you committed to suck for me this year?"

"100 goddess." I replied

"That's right, 100. And how many have you sucked after today?" She asked

"40 Goddess." I replied

"Good boy, so at this rate, we could have 6 more of these sessions and you would be almost done."

I realized the ramifications. 6 more times of going through this. 6 more times on my knees in front of rooms full of men facing all those cocks. Swallowing all those loads of nasty cum. The prospect seemed daunting.

Then she added in a zinger. "Next time, I want to see you fucked at the same time."

OMG, she kept turning up the heat. I was struck dumb and didn't respond.

She smiled. "What do you say, cocksucker?"




Suckfest



"Thank you Goddess." I replied.

"Good, now clean up. You've done a great job today. I'm really proud of you. I love my cocksucker very much."

I love my Goddess



Suckin off my Boss



I was taking a year off of college because I hadn't gone to class & just partied when I got a job at a local supermarket as a night time stock boy. My boss was middle aged & liked to drink a lot at the local bars around town. I wasn't legal age at the time so I would go with him after work in the mornings & drink at the bar. One night we were both not on the schedule so he asked me if I wanted to go to a titty bar that was down the road. I hadn't been to one yet since I looked so young so I jumped at the chance.

The girls there were barely attractive with a few beer buzz & they didn't get any better with even a few more, but I enjoyed the scene. Their gyrations made me feel dirty & I was hard most of the time. I'm not sure how long we were there, but we eventually left & went to my boss's place. He cracked out a bottle of Jack & we started to do shots. I had a good tolerance for booze, but after a few shots it started to catch up with me & I blacked out. I vaguely remember being sick at the toilet & laying on his bed with the light on in a pair of his gym shorts & a shirt, drifting in & out for a while.

When i finally came to the world was blurry & i was on his love seat on top of him bobbing my head up & down. At first I thought this was some kind of wild wet dream, but the world started coming into focus. I looked down at my cock & i was naked. I looked back and could see his pubes nearer then far as i rocked my head in his lap. Just then it finally hit me what I was doing. His cock was sliding in & out of my mouth. He mumbled something like 'so good' and started playing with my cock with his free hand. 

Suddenly, I popped off him and looked up in his eyes. I gave him a fearful, questioning look, kind of freezing in time.

'Good, cocksucker', he said, reaching behind my head & pulling me back down. Something inside me wanted to fight but another hidden part of me told me it was ok & let him insert his head back in my mouth. He pushed down and now what i had been seemingly doin so naturally, I started having to think about. I could feel his head hitting the back of my throat and tasted something new filling my mouth. kind of slimy with a salty taste. I thought for a second he was coming and started to pull back, but he said it again, 'Good cocksucker'.

'Kneel there', he pointed to the ground in front of the sofa & i did. He sat in front of me & grabbed my head with both hands behind my neck. He thrusted, now pushing his cock head back into my throat for the first time & I gagged. He pulled back & did it again, then again. I was worried I wouldn't be able to breathe. He stroked my throat & i was gagging alot so he stopped going so deep.

I knelt there for a few minutes staring at his crotch as it rose up to meet me time & again. Several times I tasted his salty slimy mix slip out and fill my mouth, which combined with juice from my throat from his fucking it. My mouth was like a warm pussy for him to use. His head was rubbing on my tongue so i tried to flick it and make it feel better but really it was almost all i could handle to stay on him. My jaw was getting sore and I didn't know how much more I could take so I started bobbing with his rythym and making little noises. I felt like such a pussy. A man was fucking my mouth & all I could do was whimper 'uh-huh' and 'mmm'.

After what seemed like forever. I could feel his body start to tense up & he started callin me names, tellin me to take his load. I had my hand on his balls & could feel them jump & there was a blast in my mouth of hot goo. It had a much sharper taste than the precum from before & i instinctively pulled back but he held me in place & just kept shooting off, telling me to eat his load like the fag i was. I gave in & let him use my mouth. the sharp cummy taste mixed with the juice that was already in my mouth making a nice salty mixture that I really liked. It felt as if the inside of my mouth was lined with silk and my whole body seemed to warm as i truly accepted his load.

He told me to take it easy since he was so tender but kept me in his mouth to slowly bob & lick his head with his cum still in my mouth. Eventually I pulled off & swallowed. I could not bring my self to look him in the eye and he could sense my shame. He pulled my head up so I had to look at him & told me that I was his cocksucker & that it was ok, because that was what I was made for. He made me promise him that I was his cocksucker & would eat his cum at any time he wished. I reluctantly obeyed but was really hot inside & wanted to do it all over again.

My job description changed that night and we'd slip away at work to his office & I'd take his load. I didn't mess with any of the other crew at work but he introduced me to several older gentleman from the area, so I had a steady diet of cock for quite some time. Some people might say that what he did was bad, but he opened up a whole new world for me. on my knees, looking up begging for more. 



Sucking A Cops Cock



My legs were shaking. My knees felt weak, my hands sweaty and clammy. My eyes didn't focus on anything, they just stared blankly forwards, they should have been focussing on everything, scanning every person I passed or car that zoomed past in case it was someone I knew, giving me a reason to abort what I was doing. But I didn't , instead I staggered onwards like a junkie heading towards his fix.

I thought I had beaten it. Thought I had got the desire out of my system. Quenched the thirst as it were. It is six months now since I last came this way to the public toilets in town and waited to see if anyone came whose cock I could suck. Like I say, I was over it, I was certain, done with it, my experimentation finally over this time, but during the past few weeks the thoughts have once again invaded my mind, taken me over, pervaded my waking thoughts and I've realised I needed to do it again. Needed to feel the shame I enjoy feeling as I let other men use my mouth as a cum receptacle.

I guess I've being doing this now for nearly five years, ever since I was eighteen. I've stopped before, this was actually the second longest I've been stopped (I managed a whole year while I dated this kinky girl from college), but I've fallen off the wagon now and need to feel the buzz. Need to experience the excitement of entering that creepy, cold building and locking myself behind that big door and stripping naked and waiting to see if it is my lucky day or not. But what is lucky? Is it just feeling the excitement and anticipation of my debasement but not actually having to go through with it? Or is it actually taking a cock in my mouth and pleasuring it and feeling the intense shame of doing that. Doing it to a complete stranger, usually an older man who'll hold contempt for me in his eyes as he fucks my face. I've never decided, maybe today will finally answer the question. I doubt it though, I'm an addict, and I don't think I'll ever be able to kick the habit fully.

Anyway with all those thoughts swirling round my head I made it to the entrance to the car park that the toilet block was in. I could hear the blood thundering around my body as I crossed the road, taking a quick glance at the cars parked and dotted around the park. Would there be anyone in them watching my progress and wondering what I was doing? Wondering if I was waiting for them? It's Saturday afternoon and in the distance I can hear kids shouting and playing in a nearby park and the noises of a football match in progress. People going about their normal weekend routine. I go through my old routine too. Peering around the side of the old stone cubicles to the urinal trough to make sure there's no-one in already. Checking behind each of the open cubicle doors for anyone. It's clear and I sighed a sigh of relief and sneak into the first cubicle, the one on the far side so that only one other cubicle is on my left hand side. I slammed the old metal bolt home and take a moment to take in my surroundings.

The walls have obviously been painted since the last time I stood here, there's less graffiti than usual which makes what is there stand out all the more.

"LAST FRIDAY NITE I SUCKED OFF AN OLD GUY WEARING STOCKINGS AND SUSPENDERS"

"COCKSUCKING FUN HERE ON SUNDAY MORNINGS, ALL AGES WELCOME. I LOVE BIG DICKS"

"MY ARSE AND MOUTH ARE YOURS TO FILL"

I remember my own days of writing stuff similar to that and some of the messages I left, always signing myself Nancy Boy. It made me feel so dirty and nasty. I shook my head and smiled, whatever misgivings I had were now forgotten and start to pull my clothes off, dumping them in the corner of the cubicle, beside the cistern. As a chill wind blows in from the front door and whistles under the gap under the door to my cubicle, turning my pale flesh to instant gooseflesh and sending a shiver of excitement up my spine. It's good to be back and I get the feeling today will bring something special.

I am naked quickly and the feel of the cold, stone floor on the soles of my feet sends another buzz through me. I look down at my cock and see that I am totally erect. And it is evident to me that I am harder than I have been since I last did this. Harder than when I've jacked off to sexy music videos, or slutty photo shoots of celebrities or some of those hardcore porn videos I own. Harder even than when I last fucked a girl (three weeks ago, Gillian, a meaningless fuck I picked up in a club in town at the end of a Saturday night).

I stood there feeling the cold air run over my excited body and my hand reached for the clammy length of my six inch long cock and as I scanned the walls for more graffiti I began to stroke my cock. Outside I heard a car race past then one slowing down, could this be someone coming in? 

My question is answered seconds later as I hear echoing footsteps at the entrance and I stop breathing and stand stock still, my heart in my mouth for an instant. I listened to the footsteps moved confidently along the row of doors and assumed it was just a normal guy in to relieve himself. I gave a silent sigh of relief and disappointment, but just as I began to relax my body the door in the cubicle next to mine banged shut, the noise reverberating through the whole small building! My heart was beating a hundred to the dozen and I slowly moved my head to watch the gaps at the bottom and top of the cubicle wall for any tell tale signs of whoever was my new neighbour trying to communicate with me. Of course they may have been someone in who needed a more substantial visit to the toilet ,but I doubted it, not here. As a universal sign that next door was a willing partner I started to slap my dick hard on the palm of my hand, making quite the noise in the confined, silent surroundings. And there it was! A pale hand appearing down low, under the stone partition and pointing towards the door.

"Open the door."

The whispered voice that drifted up to me could hardly have been more conspiratorial. I gave another involuntary full body shiver and reached out a shaking hand to draw back the metal bolt, it pulled out with a noisy metallic clang. He would certainly know the door was open now. And then I found myself sinking onto my bare knees submissively waiting for whoever I was to enter.

If my mouth wasn't open when the door swung inwards, it certainly was when I looked up and saw that standing in the doorway was a police officer! God, what I must have looked like as I scrabbled to get to my feet and try to cover up my manhood. But there was no humour in his face as he shouted out.

"Freeze, you little pervert! Don't move a muscle, hands against the wall."

I did as he instructed and cringed as he patted me all over, showing no concern as he patted my naked body. I stammered and tried to speak but he slapped me hard on the ass and told me to shut up before hauling me by the arm out of the cubicle and quickly fastening a pair of stiff handcuff around my wrists behind my back. In seconds my world had seemingly fallen apart.

He shoved me face first hard against the cold wall and as I stayed there he disappeared back out of the block leaving me alone, which, if I didn't have other things on my mind, I would have found unusual. However, right then I was imagining what a mess I was in. I was thinking about visits to the police cells, an appearance in court, the report in the local paper, my family's reaction to it all, my work colleagues and friends finding out. My gelled, spiky, black hair was being flattened against the wall and I gave a sob and wished that I had never done this. Then the policeman re-entered the block, swinging his night stick and with a very strange smile across his face. I turned my head slowly along the wall to look at him, barely finding the courage to match his gaze. He snapped off his sunglasses and I stared at his cold, blue eyes. He had really short blonde hair and was very well built and put together; I'd imagine he'd be very muscled under his uniform.

"Well, well little boy. It looks like you're in a whole heap of trouble, doesn't it? . I bet you got a good looking, hot little girlfriend too, doesn't know that you secretly crave cock, don't you? What's the matter, she not satisfying you? You looking for something more?"

It took me a moment to realise that something was definitely wrong with this. I hadn't had many dealings with the police in my life but no way would they be keeping me here and speaking like this, no way. And then as he stood by me I felt his hand reach down a take my balls in his hand and give them a good hard squeeze, his hand expertly cupping my hairy balls and sending shooting sensations through them.

"You know if you are good to me then maybe I can make sure this doesn't have to turn too bad for you, know what I mean?"

Looking at him and hearing his slow voice, emphasising the word 'good' the penny suddenly dropped. We shared a look and both knew we were on the same page. He voiced what we were both thinking.

"After all you came here to suck some cock, why not mine?"

"But we might be…"

"No. My partners outside guarding the entrance, no one will be disturbing us. Course, he'll need his turn once I'm satisfied. Come on, it's up to you either keep us happy or face the legal consequences and embarrassment. Make your mind up bitch!"

There really only one possible choice and I dropped my eyes from his and sunk down onto my knees. The cuffs really restricted my arms and I made to ask him to take them off but he just hushed me and told me it would be 'more exciting like that'. Indeed it would.

He unzipped his regulation black trousers and whipped out just the biggest cock that I had ever laid eyes on. It was semi- stiff already and only getting bigger. It must have been at least nine inches and looked like it would stretch to longer and it was just so thick looking! Especially so close up.

I was mesmerised by it, this is what I had come here for (although these were hardly the circumstances I had imagined there was no denying it added an extra thrill to proceedings) and I was quickly forgetting everything else as he moved towards me. I unconsciously licked my lips and then strained forward and opened my mouth in anticipation. Actually, I nearly lost my balance, falling forward as I struggled to adjust to my arms being so tightly pinned behind my back. I wanted to savour it, to roll the huge helmet in my mouth and slobber it up, that's what I wanted but not what I got as the cop wasted no time in thrusting forward and jamming the thing half way down my throat on it's first pass.

The rush of feelings to my mind was almost immediate, guilt, shame, excitement and then as he quickly started to gag me with his massive member they were ignored as I tried to concentrate on breathing through my nose. I closed my eyes and savoured the taste and the sensations, my erection, which had shrivelled pretty damn quickly when I was busted was springing back into life and I even felt it brush the cold floor as I struggled to keep up on my knees.

"Look at me while you suck me off boy! I wanna see the whites of your eyes as you please me."

My God he was so dominant and aggressive as he stood over me barking out orders to me in his Police uniform, whether I wanted to or not I was obeying him. Somehow my mouth managed to accommodate the length of his sticky cock and I felt his pubic hairs tickling at my nostrils and his big, heavy balls bouncing off my chin. His strong hands held my head in place as he pounded relentlessly into my submissive mouth. I felt my lips stretching wide as he thundered in and I made a series of involuntary gagging noises that echoed through the toilet block. His cock bounced off the top of my mouth as he rammed it deeper and he positioned his legs either side of my kneeling body , forcing his crotch right up onto my face.

The cop started to grunt and breath even heavier than before and I watched with horror and fascination as he pinched my nostrils between his thumb and fore finger, which with his thick cock blocking my mouth rendered me without air . My eyes widened and looked up to appeal to him but my fucker was lost in his own rapture, his eyes screwed shut as he grunted and thrusted himself to climax. Tears were forming in my eyes as his rhythm finally started to slow and his cock entered my mouth slower and slower, allowing at least some air into my lungs. That air was swiftly followed by a stream of thick, sticky cum that landed in my throat and slid satisfyingly down it. He just kept spurting cum into my mouth. I mean I had taken cum in my mouth before but never this much and his balls just seemed to keep churning more and more white stuff into me until some spilled from my lips and dripped onto the stone floor.

Still chugging down his man juice I glanced up to see an unhappy look on my policeman's face.

"You ungrateful little bastard! How dare you drop some of my cum! Get down there and lick it up."

Wiping off his shrinking dick he grabbed me by the hair and pulled me over and thrust my face towards the floor. I was definitely a little fearful given my situation and I stuck out my tongue and began to lap enthusiastically at the drops of cum on the floor, ignoring the fact that the urinal trough was just inches away from where I was debasing myself.

"That's a good little bitch, you finish that up and I'll go and get Carl, he's gonna love your lily white ass boy!"

I waited there on the floor, not bothering to try and move from my kneeling position (to be honest I would probably have fallen over if I had tried to rise, with my hands cuffed in the manner they were). It wasn't long before I heard hard footsteps on the tiled entrance followed by an imposing shadow falling across the doorway. I looked up and immediately I was in awe of the man who entered. He stood in the doorway to the toilets and damn near filled it. He must have been about six foot six tall with just the broadest shoulders and chest you could imagine. He had his cap in his hand and as he advanced I cowered below the tall, black policeman. He rubbed his chin as if deciding something important and when he pulled his hand away he flashed me a beaming smile.

"So Sarge says you're a cock sucker, that right?"

I nodded meekly, humbly before him.

"Well that's fine but I like using another holes as well, if you know what I mean."

As he spoke these loaded words he drew down his zipper and released a dick which dwarfed even his colleagues. He must have seen the look of surprise, envy and worry on my face and chuckled. "Yep sonny, that is going in you're asshole, think it'll fit?"

His laugh suggested he thought it would be a tight squeeze and certainly as I knelt there contemplating it, the thought of it entering me scared the hell out of me. I'm not really into being fucked in the ass, I far more enjoy the sensations of sucking cock and the prospect of that thing penetrating me with the weight of the cop behind it and my arms useless was not encouraging. But it didn't appear as if I would be having any say in proceedings. Then he chuckled again in his deep voice and flipped his hardening dick in front of my mouth and intoned.

"Better get licking, get some slobber on it because where I'm fixing on ramming it your gonna want it!"

As if to emphasise the point her gripped his huge cock in his right hand and waggled it at me as he neared, eventually he was slapping me, humiliatingly, across my lips and cheeks with it. The shame and humiliation of being treated like that in this place sent a buzz throughout my body and I flapped at his cock with my mouth trying to capture it. It was just like a game to the large cop as he evaded my mouth and laughed as he bitch slapped me with his dick. And then all of a sudden it popped into my mouth and I started sucking on it like a baby with it's pacifier.

I immediately began sucking hard on the smooth black skin, accepting it deeper with each suck and at the same time trying to cover it in saliva, working my tongue into his piss hole and rolling it under the foreskin. My arms ached now but I kept on sucking at it as if my life depended upon it. Soon his dick was a wet, slippery mess as it rammed into my mouth, but too soon he deliberately pulled it from my mouth and slowly ordered me.

"Well done Bitch, now turn around and show me your white ass!"

I seemed to freeze, caught between doing what he said and trying to talk my way out of this, doubt suddenly taking over my mind. Carl seemed to see this indecision and nodded to himself and reached down for my hair and roughly pulled me around to once again face the urinal trough. I yelped at his treatment of my hair but with my arms still pinned behind me there was little I could do, and we both knew it. He placed his big, shovel-like hand on the back of my head and pushed it right down to the cold tiles, as a result I felt my lower half rise up and instantly I knew that my ass was now totally available and accessible to him. I braced myself and said a silent prayer to whatever god would listen and then I felt the tip of his penis touch my ass cheeks and slowly part them like a plough parting snow.

Thank goodness I had coated it's length with my saliva, but even with that slobber it was extremely uncomfortable as it slid down to my puckered anus and began to press inside. I winced and grimaced as he pressed on, maybe some of my issues were more mental that actual as I felt a good few inches shoot in on his first thrust, and while there was a little discomfort, there was just as much pleasure to be felt as it filled my ass up. It felt totally different to the few times I had had it done to me before. Then it had been rushed and quick and (if you'll excise the pun) half assed. Now it was slow and deliberate and the sensations as it filled me up were unlike anything I had experienced before as it slid deeper and deeper and seemed to get larger ass it went. I arched my body in ecstasy as it ran over and pressed on my prostate gland. He gripped my hips and leaned forward, reaching forward he presented his hard Policeman's night stick at my mouth.

"Here Bitch, bite down on this. We don't want no-one hearing this."

I did as I was told and clamped my mouth around the hard plastic and seconds later I knew why as he pulled his cock most of the way back and rammed forward into backside with such force that I felt sure he had split me in two! And once he had started he wasn't about to stop, he thundered into me full force, jamming his huge black, thick shaft as far down my asshole as is imaginable. I thought I would never sit down again in my life. I gritted my teeth on the hard object between them and screwed my eyes closed as I listened to the big policeman's grunts and the noise of his big, hairy balls bouncing off my ass cheeks.

It seemed like we were the only two people in the world at that point, and there was no doubt as to who was in control of things. It wasn't me, that's for sure, as right then my face was flat on the stained tiles of the toilet, only inches from the urinal trough. With each mighty grunt and thrust into me he moved me further forward until my head (and specifically my nose!) was just over the yellowed, pungent ceramic. I felt so humiliated, debased ,dirty and low but also so fucking good. Even more so as my own cock was now straining at it's skin and desperate for a touch to relieve it. But this wasn't about pleasuring me, the big cop was all about his own fun and certainly seemed to be getting it slamming into my tight ass. His thrusts and grunts were starting to get more erratic and I reckoned he was nearly ready to cum, one part of me prayed that he would pull out and cum on my back while another, darker, part of me hoped he would cum deep within my bowels. It was the latter that occurred to my eternal shame and pleasure!




Sucking A Cops Cock



I heard him grunt like a pig and shove his cock as deep inside me as it had been, I swear it was touching the bottom of my stomach.

"Uuuuuuuurgggghhhhhh!!!"

Was approximately what I heard me and then I felt my ass begin to fill with his warm, sticky cum and as he pulled his dick from my ass I just felt the thick flood get more until her removed himself from me totally and I felt a drip of his cum spill form my ass and drip to the tiles. I felt so nasty right then. But I got little opportunity to relish my debasement as he pulled my up by my hair again and had me clean his flaccid cock with my mouth, ignoring the fact that it had seconds earlier been deeply buried in my asshole. I smelled and tasted awful, covered in his cum and other debris but I licked and sucked it clean.

"On your feet cocksucker!" , he shouted in his most authorities voice.

Ignoring the stiffness in my legs I struggled to my feet and he led me back to the cubicle with my clothes in it. As I stood there he looked out and called his colleague in again and I watched him enter with a smug grin on his face. Without a word he stooped to pick up my bundle of clothes and passed it to the black cop as he pulled a black indelible marker pen from his trouser pocket. I was so surprised that I never said anything as he used the pen to write the word "COCKSUCKER" on my chest and then wrote on my back (I discovered later that he wrote "ASS FOR HIRE" and arrow pointing to my asshole. They then pushed me to my knees again in the cubicle and pulled the door to (but still unlocked). My eyes bulged and mind boggled as I listened to them talk as they exited the toilets.

"Hey you think the fancy dress shop will take this uniform back with cum stains on it?"

"Yeah, sure, but we're gonna have to buy a new set of cuffs. Hey there's fifty dollars in the losers wallet, that'll get them no probs. Here chuck his clothes in the car we'll dump them down town."

My mind swirled at what I heard. I had been used and abused, I was still handcuffed and my arms useless, my clothes were gone and I was kneeling naked in a public lavatory cubicle with "COCKSUCKER" across my chest and drying cum on my face and ass. I was helpless, I started to panic and then…..

The door slowly crept open and YOU entered, there was a glint in YOUR eye as you turned to lock the bolt home and by the time YOU turned back your cock was out and stiffening rapidly. What did YOU have in mind for me???????????

(If you want to send me suggestions as to what happens next feel free. I might just write a follow up if there's any good ideas. In the meantime I'd be pleased to have your votes, feedback and comments on this story. Thanks for reading and if you liked this be sure to check out my other Gay Male story submissions). 



Sucking Amy's Panties



Jeff nervously approached Amy's laundry basket. He'd watched the young girl progress from a gangly girl of 15 to a stunning blonde beauty at 18, all legs, long, lean, muscular, honed hard and rugged from years of starring on her school's sports teams. And she was a bitch, pure and through, treating him badly over the three years he'd been married to her mom.

He'd noticed her panties on the bathroom floor before, casually at first, then toeing them up so he could see the glistening cuntal goo and ass smears on the pretty white cotton crotch. He didn't smell them at first, just touched them with his foot, then in later forays, would smell the air above them until one day he found himself helplessly on the bathroom floor on his knees, madly inhaling the rancid vapors of her teen cunt, musky, pissy, shitty aromas mixed in with the sweet strawberry scent of  youthful pussy.

He especially liked the panties she'd discard after coming home from sports practices, the sweaty dankness of them. He'd hold them to his nose and inhale deeply while pulling his cock, then he'd lick them, chew them, suck them nearly clean. Occasionally, when he dared, he'd put one pair on his cock and jack off into them while he rubbed a dirtier pair all over his face.

He felt depraved, perverse, sick, humiliated. And alive.

This day he'd gone to the house to fix a pipe while the two women were away, knowing Amy would be at sports practices all afternoon. He had time as he stole into her bedroom, sniffing the air, fishing for the fishy smell he knew he'd find in the big red laundry basket in the corner. He was not disappointed.

"Mmmm, she hasn't done laundry in a week or so, I'd guess," Jeff sighed, looking out the window to make sure the coast was clear before settling down to his task.

He was into it for 15 minutes by the time Amy came home and snuck up behind him. He had his cock stroking into one particularly grungy pair of panties, had another up to his mouth, sucking the creamy stains out while inhaling the rancid ass smears at the same time. He was almost coming.

"You fucking loser, I knew you were cumming in my panties, you don't think I know what cum smells like?" she growled.

Jeff pivoted wildly, Amy's panty stuck up his nose, his cock about to explode in the other one.

"Please..." he begged, knowing how ridiculous he looked, a 48-year-old man with a face and prick full of soiled and smelly teen girl panty. "You don't understand, I...I..."

"Keep jerking that cock, short stack, jerk it off into my panties...now!!" Amy suddenly growled.

Jeff blinked. He looked at the tall blonde, still in red satiny soccer uniform, long, drooping shorts over her lean, muscular thighs, falling socks down skinny shins, and he couldn't believe his eyes: She was fingering her cunt through her baggy shorts, licking her lips. He jerked his cock.

"Cum for me, baby, make that little pecker squirt a hot creamy load in my dirty, stinky panties!" she hissed. "Smell that pair in your face, smell my nasty teeny cunt stink!!"

Jeff was delirious, watching the object of his masturbatory affection writhe at the end of her own finger while he was sucking on and jacking off into her very dirty underwear. He came and came hard, a thick, pumping gelatinous load of sperm, into the dank confines of her stinky briefs. He came long and hard and felt like he'd never stop. When he did, he was breathless. He looked at Amy and smiled. She smiled back - evilly. She stopped frigging her cunt and walked over to him, a stern look on his face.

"You are SUCH a fucking loser," she spat, backhanding him viciously across the face and turning his head back the other way by whacking his face with a forehand slap. "You look like a damned fool...and that cock? You satisfy my mom with that cock? I don't think so, no wonder she's fucking so many other guys behind your back."

Jeff's head sunk to his chest, he felt humiliated as Amy's panties hung from his face, the cummy pair still in his other hand. He looked up at her, tears in his eyes.

"Please, Amy...don't tell your mom..."

She laughed and sat on the edge of the bed. She curled a finger at him to approach her and she sat, sexy legs crossed. He shuffled over to her on his knees, the pair of panties stuck to his face finally falling off to the floor.

"Take those," she said, motioning toward the cummy pair in his hand. "And suck your own cum from them. Do it now. Do it right. Clean my panties."

Jeff looked at them, the cold, goopy cum congealing on the yellow and brown smears in the white panty cloth, and then up at her, disbelieving.

"But Amy...I...I can't...it's..."

He never saw them coming. Amy's legs shot out and encircled his head in a brutal, crushing neckscissors, her lithe, teen muscular legs snaring the sides of his neck and crushing the blood off to his brain, instantly bringing him to the edge of sleep. She locked her socked ankles behind him, and let up to let him stay awake. She looked down into his terrorized eyes.

"You don't understand," she said calmly. "I can - and will - ruin you, both with my legs in scissor holds and my mouth by telling my mom all about you and your panty-sniffing ways. Now eat that cummy mess outta my panties. Hell, you should be used to the taste and smell, half the panties in the basket you're always sniffing are usually loaded with my boyfriend's cum from after us fucking! Now get eating!!!"

She didn't wait for him to respond, she just tightened her muscular thighs until he groaned in pain. Trembling, he lifted the cummy briefs around the side of her hard legs and towards his face. Closing his eyes, he mashed the spongy mass of fabric between her scissoring thighs and into his mouth, licking, sucking and chewing as fast as he could. He gagged. Amy scissored harder.

"You puke on my legs, I'll scissor your fucking head right off your shoulders, loser asshole scum," she growled, watching him suck her panties clean. "Keep eating."

For five long minutes, Jeff tongued and gobbled her filthy panty clean and almost dry, the entire time with Amy throbbing her long thighs on him. When she was satisfied he was thorough enough, she let him go. He fell to the floor and she stood to slither out of her shorts and panties. She held the soiled underwear in one hand, twirling it. Jeff looked up and saw the shine of piss and shit stains there, and the gleam of her cunny oil she'd been leaking since she put him in the scissors.

"Have a fresh pair this time, loser," she said, sitting back down and corralling his head back into a scissors, this time her thighs around his ears from behind, her long, socked shins crossing on his chest.

She didn't let him do it this time, but now used her hands to brutally smear the freshly-soiled panty all over his face, rubbing his nose in it, jamming the shitty part up one nostril, the pissy part up the other. She made him lick, smell, suck, devour the filthy shorts, finally stopping when they were clean. She made him hook the laundry basket with his foot and drag it to her. There, she fished out 10 other filthy pair of panties, some a week or more old.

"Looks like you got some laundry to do, loser," she giggled.

For a solid hour, she reamed his face, his nose, his entire existence with the nasty, smelly teen-girl panties. He was choking on the cheese stench, the pissy taste, the shitty bitterness and the clammy goo of her boyfriend's old cum. His eyes watered, his ears burned from her prolonged headscissors, his jaws ached from chewing, sucking, licking, his tongue was rubbed raw by lapping the filthy fabric. Everywhere, the stench was on him, it seemed, and he feared he'd never get it off.

After he'd cleaned them all, Amy curled up one foot to his face and peeled off her shoe, forcing the yellowed white sock of that foot into his mouth.

"Suck my socks," she hissed. "Suck that dirty, rotten sock!"

And he obeyed, he had to, her teeny thigh muscles were killing him and he was doubly weakened by lack of oxygen for the last hour. He smelled and sucked her filthy sock, then the other one. She straightened her legs and put on a horrendous scissor squeeze, crushing him so hard her teeny thighs trembled and quivered with the effort. He passed out cold.

He awoke to the same musky, shitty smell he'd just enduring for an hour in her panty lock and realized Amy had him on the bed, on his back, and was abusing his face inside the sweaty clamp of her muscular and dirty ass. She was riding his face, his nose humped in the vicious lock of her hard cheeks, scraping back and forth and then settling down for a violent nose fuck, her hairless shitring over his nose, eating it deep.

"Smell that asshole, asshole," she hissed, spreading her cheeks so wide in her hands that it felt like his whole head would disappear up her filthy rump. "Get in their and sniff my shitty butt hole!"

He obeyed, inhaling deeply and gagging, nearly puking from the sweaty, rancid aroma. She rode him harder now, fingering her gash, sending a cascade of sweet teeny cunny cream down her hairy gash and into his sucking mouth. She was nearly drowning him in her ass and cunt and didn't care, she rode him hard and harder to another copious, crushing orgasm.

He heard a door slam and Amy laugh. She slithered back, capturing his head in her thighs, his face up her stinky ass, putting on horrendous pressure with her powerful reverse facescissors, her slim calves crossed and locked. She looked back over a shoulder and smiled.

"Mom's home," she hissed. "You're going out for awhile, while I, uh, explain what a nasty, nasty man you've been...now go to sleep!"

Instantly, Jeff was out the second Amy tightened her slender teen girl thighs, scissoring him unconscious. When he awoke, he heard Amy sobbing. He focused and saw his wife, Lisa, standing in the doorway, hugging Amy, who was facing him. Through the fake tears, she smiled and winked at him.

"OH, Mommy, Mommy, it was awful, horrible, he was in my panties doing all bad things in there, smelling them...playing with himself...God, Mommy, I can't tell you!" she wailed. "Then he made me take my panties off and tried to get his face up between my legs and do awful things...that's when I sorta squeezed him so hard he passed out and I thought he was dead and then you came home..Oh, Mommy!! He's awake, help me, Mommy, don't let him near me!!"

Lisa spun around angrily, spotting the sputtering Jeff on the bed. Her eyes were ice.

"You son of a bitch, you no-good, son of a bitch," she growled.

"Lisa, please, you don't understand...the panties, yes, I guess, but she...Amy...your daughter...she tortured me, she made me do things...you don't understand..."

Lisa shielded her daughter behind her and glared at him.

"I should call the police and I may," she growled. "But after I'm through with you, you might actually WANT me to call the police...and an ambulance."

She turned to Amy.

"Honey, you best leave the room for awhile, this will get ugly," she said, ushering her daughter outside. Amy looked at Jeff over her mom's shoulder and smiled, then quickly resumed her fake cryfest for her mother's benefit.

"Yes, Mommy...." Amy sniffed. "If you need help, let me know..."

Lisa closed the door, stepped back inside and slowly began peeling off her slacks and tops, standing in sandals, panties and bra, her legs etched in aerobically trained muscle, making Jeff realize where Amy got her legs from. She approached the bed, slowly, turning her panties inside out, pulling the crotch away from her body and showing Jeff the nasty stuff inside.

He screamed. She descended on him. The second part of hell began...



Sucking at the Gym



It is amazing how easy it is being bi-sexual anymore. I am 38, and live in South Jersey. I've known I've been bi since I was around 14 or so. I remember finding my brothers porn collection, and getting turned on by both the women and the men.

When I started looking for gay sex, it was always harder than now. Going to the adult bookstore and the bath house were always hit or miss...just like they are today. But now the internet makes things so much easier. I've met a few guys online, and sucked and fucked some nice cocks, and this is when happed just last week.

There are a few adult dating/sex sites I check out. I have a profile and get a decent amount of replies to my ad. I am 6' tall and around 190 lbs., and pretty good looking. A guy near my area responded to my ad. He was a good looking black guy, who was in really good shape. I told him I was looking to suck and swallow (it's always good to get right to the point). I asked for a nude, pic but he said he didn't have one. That is usually a problem, but he added that he had a nice 8 inch dick for me to suck. I figured it was worth a shot. 

He is a personal trainer, and worked at gym not too far from my house, and told me to come over around 11:30, after a client left. I drove to the place and parked down the block. I saw him at the front door looking for me. He looked older than I thought he would, and was a little unsure about going in, but again, figured I would give it a shot. I walked in and he locked the front door behind me. I then followed him to the back office. As I was making my way, I though of all of those porn movies of people fucking in the gym, and was almost hope for that, but not today. Once in the office, he knew what he wanted. He had his shirt off in seconds, followed by his shorts. He had the body of a former bodybuilder. He was little overweight, but still looked good. And his cock...it was nice. Easily the 8 inches he mentioned, and very thick. 

My hands went right for his cock, and he was hard right away. He was thick too, and I could barely get my hands all the way around. He was into body contact, so I stroked his cock why he rubbed my body. After a few minutes I finally got on my knees and took his big cock into my mouth. It was nice and thick. I went down as far as I could, but couldn't take the whole thing in my mouth. I then started to stroke his cock with my left hand while sucking as deep as I could. I used my right hand to go from my own hard 7 inch cock to his balls. It was so hot feeling his cock in my mouth, with hands on his shaft and balls. This went on for a few minutes before he took over. I could tell from his breathing that he was getting close, and he started to really fuck my mouth hard. I keep stroking and sucking the best I could, but he was just taking over. He started to moan, and his thrusts got a little stronger until I felt the first shot of his cum hit my tongue and the back of my throat. He didn't shot a big load, which I was a little disappointed in, but it was nice. After I swallowed everything, I gave his cock a few more strokes to get all of the cum out.

After that, I had to cum myself. I stood up with his cock still in my hand. I couldn't believe he was still hard! I started stroking my cock, and he got behind me. At first he started rubbing my ass and body, and then he started to rub his still hard dick on my asshole. It felt amazing. I stroked my cock with one hand and reached through my legs to stroke his cock with my other hand. I could feel the tip of his dick was still wet from his cum and my mouth, so I directed the head of his dick towards my hole. I pushed a bit and the head entered my ass, and it felt amazing. That was all I could take. I told him I was cumming and shot a massive load on to the floor. After I cleaned up, we rubbed each other's cocks for a few seconds, and then got dressed. 

While walking out, I again looked at the gym and though about what it would be like to fucked hard by that big cock while bending over a weight bench. There are a lot of windows, but I think we could pull it off. We are supposed to hook up again this week. I will let you know how it goes, if you want...



Sucking at the Picnic



It was the annual benefit picnic for the VFD, and it was hot. A hundred degrees in the shade, and record-shatteringly humid. As my wife and I sat listening to the band and sucking down the lemonade, a strange sensation came over me. Usually I was not a hot weather person, but this extreme heat felt like a sauna, and as I got used to the sweat, I started feeling the stirrings of desire. My wife was here to hobnob with her friends, though, and I knew she would not be receptive at this place and time. 

In fact, she had just excused herself now to greet another gaggle of girlfriends. I was watching some of the young girls dancing to the band, fully enjoying the skin they were showing on this blistering day. Everyone was beered up and trying to enjoy the heat as best they could.

My cock was now half-hard in his shorts and I got up to walk, enjoying the thought that my bulge was now visible in my shorts. I began watching out of the corner of his eye to see who was watching. Some women were oblivious, but some were not. The looks I did get caused my cock to stiffen further. 

Now seriously horny, I wandered back in the trees where most of the cars were parked. I began wondering if I could find a place private enough to whip out his cock for a little stroke session. I began wondering if I could even wait that long, and whether I should just stroke it right here.

I reached the top level of the parking lot, a good hike away from the main body of the party. Here, a small clearing held ten or fifteen cars parked in a dirt clearing in the forest. 

I was walking past a full size Ford pickup with an empty spot next to it when he got the surprise of my life. There leaning against the side of the pickup was a large well-built man, shirtless and wearing shorts. And kneeling at the man's feet was another man, ever bigger and more cut than the first. And in between the two men was the first man's cock, hard as a rock and shining wet. 

As I watched, the kneeling man took the other man's slick pole into his mouth, slowly and with great relish. It was about this time the though entered my head that I should be disgusted, that he should go call over a security guard. But somehow I could not do that. I had never thought of another man sexually before, but there was something undeniable about the scene before me. I wanted to see more!

As I stood transfixed, the kneeling man looked over and became aware of my presence. Rather than starting back in shock, he continued sucking the other man's hard cock. If anything, he began sucking even more theatrically, looking over at me for the performance he was now giving. I stood motionless, my mouth hanging half-open. After a couple of long sensuous sucks and lip-smacks, the man pulled off the head of the standing man's cock and looked at me.

"Looks like you want some of this." He pointed the cock in my direction. There was a drop of pre-cum on the head, and I was close enough to see the slit in his cockhead. It seemed to be inviting me. 

Before I could rationally consider the consequences of my actions, I had stepped forward and dropped to my knees as the kneeling man stood up. I was now face-to-face with a very large and very hard cock. It was standing straight up, giving me a view that made me dizzy: his large low-hanging balls, leading to his glistening shaft, veins bulging in every direction. That dark plum-shaped head, a droplet of precum now dripping ever so slowly off the head. Flat, rippled abs above that, and a man looking down at me with pure lust on his face. 

I had gone too far to turn back. I reached up with my right hand and grasped his shaft, still slick with the other man's spit. I smelled the spit, his sweat, the musk from his balls, and the summertime smells of the forest. I moved my hand up and down his cock tentatively.

"Come on. Suck it. You know you want to."

I lowered my head and slowly slipped the head of his cock in my mouth. I felt the velvety softness of his cockhead as it hit my tongue, and a lightly salty taste from the precum. Taking care not to nick him with my teeth, I wrapped my lips around his rigid shaft and slid it into my mouth, until it filled up my mouth. As though it was the most natural thing in the world, I pulled my head back and lowered it down again. Up again, down again, and I was falling into a rhythm.

For a moment I stepped outside of myself and looked at the scene. Here I was, on my knees in front of a strange man, bobbing my head on his hard cock in front of the whole world, while people who knew me partied just a few yards away! I could hear the band as I slipped his cock in and out of my mouth. I could hear the sounds I was making as I smacked my lips in lust. I pulled his cock out and worshipped it for a minute, rubbing it around my face, licking the head while looking up at my new best friend. I loved this feeling! I wanted to suck his cock all afternoon while the band played.

It was not to be, however. "Stand up," I heard from behind me. "Jim, you sit on the side of your truck there." Jim, understanding immediately, hopped up on the side of his F350, his hard cock bouncing in the breeze.

"Yeah, Hank. Do it." Jim said.

I turned to look at Hank. He was standing naked, with his hard cock in his hand. It wasn't as thick as Jim's, but it was longer, with a delicious upward curve to it.

"Take your clothes off". Without even thinking, I dropped my shorts on the ground and started unbuttoning my shirt. Since I was not wearing underwear on this hot day, this left me completely naked, hard, and exposed. 

"Now spread your legs and suck him some more," Hank said. 

I knew what was going to happen, knew it would hurt. I didn't care. I stepped in front of Jim, spread my legs wide, and lowered my head to his hard cock. I could feel the hot wind on my exposed asshole. I felt something cold and slippery drip on it, and then Hank's strong fingers exploring my virgin asshole. With fear and lust battling it out, I pushed my ass back against his fingers. Lust won.

"Fuck my ass, Hank. Fuck it hard."

"Oh, you know I will, faggot. Now keep sucking that cock while I fill you up."

I returned to Jim's cock, stroking him with my hand while pistoning up and down on his head – all the while waiting for that sensation I dreaded – Hank's hard cock pushing up against my sphincter, demanding entry.

Just when I started to wonder if it was all a bluff, I felt it. Hank pressed the head of his cock up against my butthole, not yet pushing it in, but keeping a light pressure on. I continued sucking on Jim's cock while I got used to the sensation. Jim was now moving his hips under me, and I knew he was getting closer.

Hank now pushed harder, and the head of his cock slipped inside of my ass. He stayed there while a hot burning sensation surged through my entire body. The searing pain was like a hot poker. I moaned onto Jim's cock.

"Hang in there, dude. It's gonna feel REAL good in a minute or two."

I whimpered, holding on to Jim's hips for support. His cock flopped out and he slapped it gently against my cheeks. After a minute or so I could feel my asshole give way and relax around the tube steak stretching it where it had never been stretched. The burning sensation faded, replaced by a glowing warmth that extended up my guts and into my stomach. I pushed back against Hank, wanting more. 

Feeling the encouragement, Hank began thrusting his hard cock into me. Pretty soon he and Jim had set up a complementary rhythm, and I began rocking back and forth on those two hard cocks like a pig on a skewer. 

"Unh! Unh! Unh!" Hank granted as he slammed into me time after time. Jim was thrusting his hips up against me. I knew he was getting close, and I knew that mean his hot spunk blasting into my mouth. I was ready. I wanted it, and I wanted it at the same time I felt Hank's seed shooting into my guts.

"Tom? Tom, are you up here?" 

My wife's voice!

I thought about running and hiding, but Hank and Jim were controlling the situation and not me. I could not have stopped their pounding if I had wanted to, and most of me didn't want to.

"Tom? Oh my G-"

I looked over to my right, and there was my wife Myra with two of her more sexy friends, open-mouthed in shock. Hank looked over, as calm as you please, and said "Afternoon ladies, we were just enjoying your husband's company. Perhaps you'd like to stay for the big finale!"

My wife looked like she was going to turn and run, but her friends hand on her elbow stopped her. Her hottie friend Pam was intently staring at the whole scene, her face starting to flush. 

Myra wavered for a moment, then stopped. "Well, I guess if my husband wants to wander off to get ASS-fucked, the least we can do is watch." Pam nodded vacantly, while her other friend Liz just stared. None of them made any move to leave.

"So, do you like that, Tom?" my wife demanded, her voice showing more than a hint of anger. "Do you like sucking cock, you faggot cocksucker?"

Somehow, this only turned me on more. I nodded my head as I bobbed it up and down on Jim's hard cock. Jim was now moaning constantly, bucking his hips under me. 

"Good, because you're about to find out how it feels to have a big cock shoot cum in your mouth. Go on, fuck his ass hard. Make him feel it!" She shouted at Hank.

Hank was beyond caring. He was pounding my ass in a faster and faster rhythm, a low wail building up in his throat. 

"I'm gonna cummmmmm..." he shouted, the smacks from his hips and my ass echoing off the trees. 

"Yeah! Shoot that hot come in his ass!" Myra shouted. Pam now had her hand down the front of her jean shorts, and Liz was twisting her nipple in her fingers. 

Just then, Jim reached the point of no return and grabbed the back of my head. "Fuuuuucckkk! He cried as his cockhead swelled up in my mouth and shot a blast of boiling hot come into my throat. This send Hank over the edge, and he grunted one more time and let go. I felt his cock plunge deep in my ass and his hot sperm blast into me. I lost track of space and time as I absorbed the fact that I was getting hot come blasted into me from both ends, in front of my wife and her friends. I could feel my cock, untouched, spurting its hot load on the ground. There was no question to anyone how much I was enjoying this.

The force from Hank's thrusts caused Jim's cock to pop out of my mouth while it was still shooting. Gooey ropes of jiz flew from his cockhead and splashed on my cheeks, forehead, and hair. Shot after shot splashed on me as Hank's thrusts died away. I could feel his hard cock spreading his load around my insides. I was dripping sweat and panting. 

The silence was broken by my wife's clapping. Liz and Pam joined in, although their clapping lacked the angry edge of my wife's. 

I looked at her, cum dripping down my face and out of my ass. "Honey?" Was all I could manage.

There was a long silence as she navigated the raging emotions inside her. At last, she spoke.

"Well, you'd better get dressed, my cocksucking husband. We wouldn't want to scare the children or anything."

Sheepishly, I looked around for my shorts, and raised my hand to my face. 

"Oh, don't wipe that off, sonny boy. That's going to be your punishment for today. I'll think of something new tomorrow."

Oh boy, I thought. This could be a long summer.