3 comments/ 37487 views/ 9 favorites Taking Out The Trash By: MYSTERIOUSMALE "David take out the trash." My mom yelled at me. She was always on my back about something. If it wasn't the trash it was the dishes. I would always forget and fall asleep. So tonight she made sure I took out the trash tonight. "Alright, alright. I'm going. I said back to her as I was comming downstairs. As I got downstairs and to the kitchen she gave me a harsh glare. I thought I told you to get this shit out of the kitchen before dark." She snapped at me. "You're eighteen you should know to do these things by now." I stood there and looked at my mother as she verbally tore into me. I brush my sandy brown hair from my eyes. "Take thoese bags outside." She pointed at the two bags next to the door. I look into her green eyes as I pick the up off the floor. That must be where I get my green eyes. We look so much alike that its creepy. From our brown hair and green eyes to our slim build. We could almost go for twins. Anyway on my way taking the trash out I pass my mom's garden in the backyard. Its nothing special. She likes to grow flowers, vegtables, and herbs. All of a sudden I feel a large hand cover my mouth. I panic and drops the bags. I kick and scream against the large hand covering my mouth completely. "Shut up!" A stern voice said to me. My body becomes stiff. I fell my body being pulled into the garden and being pulled to the very back of the garden where my mom keeps her peppers. The large hand over my mouth moves to my neck squeezing it tightly. "Stay quiet and you'll make it through this. Okay?" I was frozen in fear and couldn't respond. "I said okay." The pressure around my neck gets tighter. So not being able to speak I nod slightly. My neck is relased and I am pushed to the ground landing on my chest. I turn to look behind me to see a tall man with tan skin who has a medium muscular build. I try to get away but his foot slams on the small of my back forcing me back to the ground. "Don't move bitch!" He said in a warning tone. I look around for help. I can see my mom still at the kitchen window, but she cant see me. The man takes his foot off my back. "Turn over". He commanded. I do as I'm told. I look at the large man standing over me. My body is racked with fear, and I'm shaking from head to toe. "Take off your pants." "I don't have any money." I said to him. "I don't want your money. Now take off your pants." He told me again. I give him a confused look on my face. If he's not here to rob me then why does he want me to take off my pants. Not having much of a choice I unbutton my pants and push them down my lean legs. They stop at my ankles. He kneels down at my side and takes the rim of my boxers and rip them off in one strong tug. Being struck by fear I call out for help. "Mom!" He takes my boxers that are still in his hand and shoves it into my mouth so deep that I gag against it. He ducks down and leans over me. He look at me with something like hate in his eyes. "You little shit. You try that again I break your fucking neck." I struggle to try to calm myself but I soon tone myself down. "Do you understand I could beat you into the ground. And before anyone would miss you I would be long gone. So if you want to make it through this you do what I say when I say it. Understand." I nod as I try to look through the garden to see if my mom hears me but she never came to the door. The man still kneeled next to me looks around to make sure no one was around. Then he turned his attention back to me. "Take out your cock and get it hard." I look at him in shock. "Huuh?" I asked aginst the the boxersin my mouth. Making sure I heard him right. "You heard me." He replied. Not knowing what else to do I grab my cock and began to stroke it slowly. The man watched as my cock started to come to life. When fully erect my cock is about 5". Just knowing he was watching me mad my cock so hard really fast. I kept up a steady stroke as this tall man watched my cock grow. It starts to fell really good and I'm close to cumming. At that moment he moves my hand from my cock. Then I feel something warm and wet covering my cock. I quickly open my eyes to see the stranger lips wrap around the head of my cock. I gasp at the warmth of his mouth and the flicks of his tounge. I can feel my balls tighten. I moan aginst my boxers in my mouth. He covers the head of my cock and drops his head all the way down my shaft deep throating me over and over. I can't hold it much longer and soon I shoot my thick cum down his throat. "Uhhh!' I moan. As I try to catch my breath he lets my drained cock drop out of his mouth. He comes up to eye level with me and look me in the eyes and takes the boxers out of my mouth. "You ready to return the favor?" He asked me with a snarling grin. Does he mean what I think he mean? "I don't know if I can do that." I told him still trying to catch my breath. "Okay. Then we'll have to do something else." He rumbled. He moves to my feet and takes off my shoes and pull my pants the rest of the way off. He takes off his shirt and tosses it aside and begins to unbutton his pants. I try to sit up. "Don't move." He said while he pushed me back to the ground. He open the zipper of his pants and pulls down the rim of his boxers. I look down to see his thick man tool standing at attention. It had to be at least 8" and it was pointing right at me. He pulled my legs apart and kneeled between them. Then he took my legs and placed them over his toned sholders. "No, I don't want to do this." I pleaded with him. "Its to late. I've already gotten undressed. He said fiendishly as he pushed his pants down to his thigh and my legs back towards my chest putting all his weight on me. He spit in his hand and rubs a handful on the tip of his cock and on my exposed hole. As the head of his cock comes towards me I try to push away. "If you fight it'll only make it hurt." He said to me. "Okay I'll suck you off. Just get your dick away from my ass." I begged him. "Sorry, your chance to suck me off has passed. I want your ass now." He laughs. "I tell you what if you play along I'll take an easy on you. With that I feel his dick start to pry my ass open. "Mmmm. Stop it hurts." I pushed aginst his torso. He keeps entering my ass slowly. "Oh my fucking God!" I yelled in pain as the head of his cock streched and passed my anal ring. A hand was quickly placed over my mouth. "David!" My mom called out to me. I turn to see her standing at the front of the garden. David, where are you. Why is this trash on the side of the house?" She asked angrily as she looks around the yard. The man falls hard on top of me as she looks towards the garden to keep from being seen. The force of the fall made his now pulsating slide all the way in to the hilt. "Uhhhh!" I groaned aginst his hand. My mom takes the trash to the tin cans on the curb. I thought he wouldn't move as long as my mom was outside. But I was wrong. He started grinding into me. Growling with pleasure in my ear. I can feel him breathing on my cheek. "Oh shit that feels good." He whispered. He continues to grind into me not being able to do much else while my mom's outside. She comes back and walks right past the garden. She doesn't even look towards the garden. I can tell she was pissed off from the way she walked. I watched as she goes back into the house slamming the door behind her. I knew that was it. This guy was going to own me after tonight. "That was close." He said. As he lifted his body I noticed the pain in my ass had eased. "I thought we were caught." I feel him pulling out of my ass and stopping just before he was all the way out he slowly pushes back into me. It still hurt a little but I could feel something else to. "Mmmm." I moaned. A wave flowed through my cock making it jump. He looks at me and smile. "You felt that didn't you?" He asked. He did this again but quicker this time. "Mmmm." I moaned aginst his hand again. He noticed my cock was getting hard again. He moved his hand from my mouth to my cock and slowly strokes me. He forces his dick into me again. I close my eyes tightly trying to keep from shouting from the pleasure I was being given by this strange man. His strokes begin to get stronger and fasted. "Damn your ass hugging my cock." He growled. He let my legs fall to his sides and bury his head into my neck. Both his hands run up my sides and to my hair grabbing a handful of it. "I'm going to fuck you into the ground." With that he began slamming into me faster and harder. "Oh God, fuck me harder. Please, fuck me harder." I begged him as he forced the breath out of me with every thrust he made. My cock trapped between our bodies masterbating me while he fucked my ass. After a while he pulled out of me and sat up between my legs. While on his knees he pulled me from the ground and on top of him. "I want you to fuck yourself with my cock." He said lustfully. I looked him in the eye as he laid on the ground. Not knowing what to do I just mimiced the movement that girls have done to me in the past. I took his cock in my hand and aimed it at the warm hole that it just had been. I sat on is cock and started out slow. Watching his face as he responded to my body. "Ride me faster." He commanded. I placed my hand on his chest and bounced my ass off of his pelvis as fast as I could. "Oh fuck, yeah like that." He said as he took my cock in his hand stroking it vigorously. We stayed like this for what seemed like forever. I didn't want this felling to end but I feel my ball tighten. I knew I was about to cum. I lean back balancing myself on his thighs. "I'm about to cum." I moan. He pushes me aside and I fall to the side of him. "Get on your hands and knees." I do as says. When he kneels behind me he reaches around and takes my cock again stroking it. All at once he shoves his hot man meat into my ass. "Oh hell yeah." I said at the pleasure thats running through me. Soon I feel my balls tighten agian. "I can't hold it. I'm about to cum." "Do you want to cum?" He asked me. "Not yet. Not until you cum." I told him. At that moment the stops his hand at the head of my cock and gently squeezes it. Preventing my balls from the releasing it seed and begins to fuck my ass with an animalistic power. I almost topple over everytime he slames into me. My balls get tighter and tighter. My arms and legs shake from not being able to come because of the grip around the head of my cock. "Move your hand." My voice came out trembling. "Not yet." He told me. "I'm almost there." Now my cock was throbbing in pain and pleasure. "Oh fuck, let go." My balls feel like its about to burst. "After a about half a dozen more thrusts he leans into my ear. "You ready?" He asks. Not able to talk I just nod. "Fuck." He shouted. As he releases my cock my body is wrecked with the most power orgasm I've ever had. The cum that was built up in my balls sprayed from my cock. My body suddenly collapses. The stranger behind me falls on top of me and finally empties his hot cum into my ass. "Ahh! Oh shit." He moaned as he released his seed. After a few tactic thrusts he pulled his cock out me and laid on my back to catch his breath. We laid there for a while not saying anything. I felt him lift off my back. I turned to look at him. He stood up and pulled up his pants. He smiled as he looked down at me bending over to pick up his shirt from the ground. "I'll see you around." He said to me before he walked off into the night. I just sat there watching him as he disappeared around the corner of the house. When would he see me again I thought to myself. Tomorrow? The next day? When ever I see him again I can't wait. I have my mother to thank for the earth shattering orgasm I was given by that stranger tonight. If it wasn't for her I wouldn't have taken out the trash. From here on out I'll make sure to take out the trash with my fingers crossed and my pants unbuttoned. Taking Out The Trash First off, I'll be polite and I'll introduce myself. My name is Rick. I live in a little dingy floating on the banks of the Seine. I used to work as a trash collector in my thirties and now I'm pretty much unemployed after I was fired because one of the guy's who's thrash I used to clear had me fired for doing something that him and my employer both found pretty unforgivable. Years back, when I was around 38 or so, I worked around the villages around Lyon, going from house to house collecting the thrash and taking it away in one of those tiny haul trucks in the little by lanes where the large dispensers wouldn't fit. Doing my rounds everyday I'd go across roughly 50 to 60 houses a day and working shifts would have me exhausted and ravished because trust me when I tell you manually lifting thrash and having it taken away was a major pain in the back. The inhabitants of the houses I'd clear out wouldn't ever acknowledge my existence and they'd refuse to as much as curtly nod in my direction if they were around as I took their cans away, so getting a thank you from them was far out of the question. Yeah, I pretty much lived an invisible hard life. There isn't much to say about me though, personally speaking. I was a ruffed looking 6 foot high fellow with messy grey hair and an unshaven face. Quite a husky texture to be honest and a heavily built man with a broad intimidating frame that helped me well when I got into bar brawls on those troublesome Friday nights at the dock bar. Luckily I was pretty well endowed with a gleaming seven inch member that made it easy to get around with all the hookers at the docks with whom I was a cherished loyal customer, since obviously a man of my stature wouldn't be able to find a woman he could stick to without her hating him for the amount of money he got out of his job. She couldn't really expect a fucking villa on the Riviera and I couldn't afford to get her a truck full of designer clothes working clearing household thrash. So yeah, my life, like I said was pretty much a fucking dead end of poverty and alcoholism. But one day just made it all so much fucking worse. There I was, doing my rounds as usual, going from house to house clearing out the garbage being completely ignored until I walked past plot number 47 which had always been vacant since the tenants moved out three years ago, so I never had anything to clear out there. But walking by I saw a can filled with boxes and cartons so I was surprised. A new tenant? Jeez, I wonder what kind of scumbag this one would be now. So I walk up to the house to see who lives there and to go up and explain the charges per month of clearing out the thrash, and ringing the bell I expect to see some vintage grandmother in her night gown all pissed off because I made her get off her armchair to open the door, but very much, and I do mean it when I say that very much to my surprise the woman opening the door is this, for lack of a better description, this absolute fucking goddess. Light brown hair settled on top of a 5'6 or a 5'7 body with a pair of tits that looked like they could cover your face in warmth for days. She had a figure that was perfect, not anorexic with a fake pair of boobs like in all those pornos I'd get off with on the nights I didn't visit my brothels, no, she had a perfect figure with the right amount of baby fat on her belly curving inside her tank top in a mound that drove me crazy. Who was this woman? Living in a fucked up village like this? She smiled at me and asked me who I was, so I told her and said I needed to explain the billing process. She asked me to come inside and have a seat and offered me some wine. Wow, this was certainly something I was not used to. Did she hear me correctly when I said I was the thrash guy, because I never saw her face screw into a look of disgust? So there I was sitting down and having some wine with her and after I finished explaining the billing, she asked me about myself and we began to talk about each other. She was Zoé and her husband was this insurance agent guy who was posted in Lyon and since they couldn't find affordable accommodation in the city, they moved here and he drove to work every day, which meant he would be out of the house for more than half the day and from what she knew of him, would come home and fall asleep tired. So she mentioned how lonely she knew she would get especially since now they'd moved in even further from his office. I don't know if it was my penis thinking or whether it was the wine, but I lightly stroked her hair and told her not to worry and she could count on me being there to chat with every morning. She smiled in a shy way and sipped some more wine. I knew she was getting a little loose and accommodating because I could she her nipples starting to poke out of her top and her face was getting redder than that wine in our hands. So I took a bold move and asked her how her sex life was, I know, probably a stupid idea, but she didn't seem to think so. She told me how it was awful and how she hadn't been laid in weeks. Her husband was a workaholic and she loved him, but she had her needs too. I gently patted her back and stroked her hair in fake pity while never gazing away from her nipples till she asked me whether I thought she was pretty. That's it. Now I knew this was definitely going somewhere. So I replied yes, chugged the rest of the wine, took her glass and put it on the table and held her face in my hands, forcing her in for a kiss. She caved. Her lips and tongue felt like heaven the way I'd never felt it. I could feel my pants getting tighter and I hadn't even taken her clothes off yet. This girl was different, and she got me excited more than I'd ever been about anything, I slowly fondled her and began taking her clothes off while she took off mine. I stood up. She looked at me with a gleam in her eye that screamed of her desperation. I unzipped my pants and let them drop, flinging my member in front of her face, wiggling away as she gazed, awestruck with her eyes bulging out. "That's huge" she exclaimed, "Francoise only has about four inches and a half". And before I could comment with pride she and her wine infused lips were wrapped around my head with her tongue playing around in circles that made my head spin out of control. She sucked on my penis like a cougar in heat and as I stood there floating in seventh heaven, her fingers made their way down to her bush through her pants that I urged her to take of so I could see what she had hidden there. She let go of my penis and began to undo her pants, inviting me down there for a little meal. I lifted her higher on the couch and wrapped her legs around me as I motioned to take off her panties and beheld that majestic slightly hairy mound that stared back at me, calling to me, making me want to never stop looking at it. I gave it a little flick with my tongue and she squirmed a bit. I flicked her again and she gave a little snicker with the tickle. I went in deeper and took a good lick at her clit as she gave her first moan and lifted her head back readying herself what whatever I could now do. I went in for it, holding her butt cheeks in my hands with her legs wrapped around and making my tongue take all the control wriggling around in a blur of penetration, going up and down making her wetter and wetter until she finally took her hands and dug into my back. I let her butt cheeks go and I had one hand finger her twat as my tongue danced along with it and had my other index finger crawl up her anus circling its tight warmth as she squealed and moaned louder and louder with her breath deepening till I finally made a gulping motion on her vagina that finally made her scream cum as her climax filled my mouth with a mix of my saliva and her sweet welcome juices. She took a moment to regain herself, and then looked down on me with a smile and bent over to whisper in my ear, "Time to turn up the heat" I stood up and dragged her down the couch to have her sprawled on her back with one leg over another motioning me toward her now dripping wet twat. I was more than happy to oblige, needless to say, and I slumped upon her cautiously penetrating her walls headfirst with gaining courage as she winced a little, not used to being so spread apart after years of her husband's insufficient size. I moved in and out slowly and then, with gaining intensity proceeded to increase my rhythmic thrusting while moving my hands all over her body, stroking her hair some more and pinching her nipples while thrusting my tongue inside her mouth to quieten her moaning afraid that the neighbours would realise why exactly the thrash collector's van was still parked in the area. Our bodies were releasing enough heat to make us sweat profusely and this only made me hornier. The smell of her sweaty skin doubled my intensify on her and soon my motions were violently moving her body higher on the couch and she had her nails dig into my back even harder than before as she came for a second time, her body shivering as she smiled again with her breath coming out in gushes. I pulled out and took her off the couch and held her in my arms kissing her some more as she took my still hard dick in her hands and playfully gave it a few upward strokes making sure my head lightly tickle her mound from outside. I let go of her and made her squat on the couch with her back facing mine and I bent down parting her ass cheeks with my hands as I began to lightly tongue her anus. The moment my tongue was halfway in and her tight hole was lubricated enough she squirmed and squiggled as I got on my knees and gave my penis a few strokes. "Careful", she said. "Francoise hasn't ever been in there before and nor has anyone before him". I told her I'd make sure she wasn't hurt as I slowly made my way inside trying to first fit the head in and slowly after let the shaft follow. If I thought her vagina was heavenly, this was even better. The tight warmth of her anus had a choking threshold on my cock and struggling to completely get in was enough to send a shiver through my body. I could see that she felt just as good. Her eyes were tight shut with her teeth biting down on her lower lip, afraid to refuse me because she knew that just as much as it hurt her, she'd enjoy it a lot more, and she was daring to try it for her first time, dying to know just how low she could go to get a good fuck. All inhibitions let go of, she stayed crouched on her heels and gave me her hands to hold behind her, arching her body into a sultry nude crescent that as I lay there behind her, on my knees, taking her with all the passion and intensity I could muster. We were sweating like pigs by now and she adapted to my thrusts by moving herself up and down as well. For over five minutes we lay there, in that fucked up position, monotonously with me thrusting as much as I could and her taking me in, unembarrassed to be fucking someone like me, ecstatic from doing something she hadn't ever done before. She was readying herself for her third orgasm and let go of my hand and began violently fingering herself while my recently released hands went on to pinch her nipples. But this was all too much, because the position I was in added to the time I'd been in her and enjoying her, had made me reach the point of exploding as well. I plumped out of her and got up, turning her back onto her back as I lightly stroked myself while she played with her clit, and I asked her, "Where do you want it, I can't hold it in much longer". She got on her knees wantonly, and looked up at me with those puppy eyes, and just took my cock in her mouth without uttering a word. I held her head in my hands and stared up at the ceiling and closed my eyes, I was ready, and she was too. I jerked back a moment as I let myself explode all the way down her throat. I could feel her mouth fill up with my cum but her lips were still clasped around my head, taking it all in, without a noise. I gave out spurt after spurt as I felt my body drain in sheer pleasure. I looked down at her as I finished emptying myself and she still had her lips on my head as she receded, and slowly and gently slid her mouth to the end of my penis careful not to let a single drop fall and then she looked up at me, smiled again, and then in one quick motion, gulped a mouthful of my juices before taking my cock back in her mouth cleaning it up as it got limp in her mouth. I looked at her in pure happiness and as she got up wiping her mouth, I went toward the door to get my clothes and began to dress up. "Thank you, Rick, that was certainly the best I've had in a long time", she said, "Can we do this again sometime? Francoise is always out of the house in the day time. You could come while doing your rounds and he'd never have to find out". "Sure, not a problem, I'll be back tomorrow at the same time. See you then". And I left a happy man. The next day at work, my boss called me in before I could go for my rounds. He said I was fired. Apparently Zoé's husband had called the company to tell my boss about what we did. She had been fingering herself last night calling my name thinking Francoise was asleep, and even if he thought it was all just a fantasy, seeing the used wine glasses in the sink surely made him certain of what had happened, and sure enough, when he confronted her, she told him all about me. So thanks to that one afternoon of mind blowing sex, I'm now unemployed. Thanks Zoé.