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Big Bed

By: magmaman



College is a crazy time. Everybody is broke, and broke all the time. Sure, there are a few around that seem to have it made, but that is the exception to the rule.

Most of us had to figure out ways to have fun, and being young we usually managed that.

I was a little bit luckier, or perhaps a little bit more clever than most, and I had no intention of starving. I found a house to rent, it was two stories and close to downtown, on the East side. That meant a short bus ride or bike ride across the bridge to the school.

The house was best described as old, and big. The upstairs was all bedrooms with a common oversize bathroom on the end of a long hallway that ran smack dab down the middle. There were four bedrooms up there, one on the main floor, and a full daylight basement that had a dirt floor when I took over the place.

I asked for and got the right to sublet from the little old lady named Dorothy that owned the house. It helped that she liked me, of course I sweet talked her as much as I dared and that seemed to work.

"Oh, you are such a nice young man!" She said to me with a sweet smile. I held her hand for a shade longer than I really needed to, tipping my head attentively.

OK. A bit much to be flirting mildly with a 60 year old lady but a guy has to do what a guy has to do.

I got the place for $600 a month, a steal at the time. After I mentioned that my family were all contractors and had access to "anything and everything" and how much I "loved" fixing up old houses, I could almost write my own terms.

No point in mentioning that my Dad drove a bus and both of my Uncles were schoolteachers, of course. I didn't get to that, besides Dorothy was enjoying holding my hand too much to notice I was talking pretty fast.

I moved in, the first thing I did was go to a local building supply yard and buy some of those ready poured cement squares. I used a shovel to level the floor carefully in the basement, soaked it with a garden hose and brushed it out with a barn broom. As soon as that was dry I covered it with the blocks. It made a perfect solid floor, I found an end roll of thick leftover carpet at a local company, bought that for $50 and the room looked great. Some cheap two by fours and some inexpensive paneling and I had two more rooms downstairs. I filled the walls with plastic wrapped styrofoam, that made for cheap sound proofing and insulation.

I modified the wash basin and laundry room down there, hooked up a drain line and shower. There was a monstrous heater of a design I had never seen before. The walls of it were filled with sand, about six inches thick, it was wood fired, and controlled by a series of vents all hooked together with a long chain. A round floor vent went straight up to the first floor, it was surrounded by a square steel box.

A simple arrangement, cool air went down the outside, then heated, it rose straight up to the main floor. In the ceiling were floor vents that let heat on upstairs, if it did get a bit too cool up there or warm on the main floor all I had to do was open the upstairs door.

I spent a long time checking that out. Built before the turn of the century, it was so simple and easy it amazed me that anyone would use electricity to push heated air around.

There was a wood stack in a room just alongside the furnace. It was a huge area, and would hold an easy Winter's worth of firewood. I knew I would need to buy firewood but I had done the math, this place would be cheap to run.

I found some cheap track lighting at the surplus store and wired that into each room using the new low draw light bulbs. I got those at the local dollar store on sale, 4 in each pack for a buck, what a deal.

Then I went to work upstairs. Every room up there had plain untouched ship lap on the walls, it was ugly as sin.

I thought about paint, but instead went and got some stain and shined the walls up. When I got done it looked like someone had spent ten's of thousands of dollars on real wood walls. 

I borrowed my Dad's angle head grinder and scratched all the paint off the cheap ugly doors, those were all put in much later after the house was built. They were plain flat wooden doors, painted over dozens of times. I stained them all dark. That made a high and low effect, they looked good. Some light yellow paint on the trim, more end rolls of soft carpet and the upstairs was almost ready. 

One thing I did notice was every door had glass doorknobs, I spent hours trimming the old layers of paint off each one of them. They also had magnificent heavy bronze hinges, those had to be 75-80 years old, maybe more. I took all of them off and went down to a local machine shop and had them boil them out in their hot tank. Yep, they looked brand new.

The place really did look like I had spent literally thousands on remodeling, and I would have if we were talking about today's dollars using a contractor, but the old place was built in 1886 and I did everything myself.

I showed Dorothy, the little old lady what I had done and she was tickled pink. She even hugged me and gave me a couple of month's rent for free.

That worked out to almost $20 more than I had spent so far. By now I had my arm around her shoulders as we walked around the house.

I held her hand some more as I guided her around showing off my handiwork. By the time she left I had talked her into a 3 year lease with an option to renew.

Dorothy was smiling and actually giggling, she kept reaching up and flipping her hair back from her face, also.

Off to Goodwill, I found some small tables, chairs, and some bed frames. Then I got some phone wire and put in phone jacks in every room. I set that up so that it was local dialing only, I knew all about telephone bills from watching court TV.

Five counter top hot plates and five small refrigerators finished furnishing the rooms. I had to put those on my credit card, I was now getting low on capital.

The last thing I did was install computer access as a stand alone, the DSL gave me a wireless flood so I had internet in every room in the house, even the bathrooms.

The entire job took me just 60 days, I was ready.

I ran some ads on the local free internet board for room mates. I knew I could beat the market by a few dollars and even include utilities and internet, plus garbage.

It didn't take very long. I rented the basement unit to a young man named Gary who was one year ahead of me in class. He was a nerdy type and I figured he would be nice and quiet, plus the basement had outside access. By the end of the first week I had more than two dozen applications.

I spent some of my dwindling supply of cash on background checks. I selected 4 of them, all women. The first one was Sylvia, a heavyset little brunette that was a first year student. The second one was Janet, she was a runner and long and lean. A few days later Carol and Beth joined our household.

The last two tickled me, they both not only easily passed the background checks but they both were hotties.

It wouldn't hurt one bit to have a few decorations around the house.

With the first and last from each of them and a solid security deposit, my bank account was flush again. I got a grand in security deposits from each, I just opened a separate account for that.

More lessons from court TV.

Now I could fix up my own room on the main floor. I moved the big fancy wooden water bed frame from my bedroom at home and set it up. It was one of those California kings, huge would be the word. I had long since gotten rid of the water mattress, it just made my back hurt. There really wasn't much else to do in there. I had my own private kitchen and dining area and bath. I installed a door between the huge living room and my area, then I converted the living room into a community area. Everyone had the run of that place. I found some old couches and chairs in good shape down at Goodwill, and even a good used TV.

I was set, looking at a nice fat profit every month, surrounded by females. Gary down in the basement did come up once in awhile, but that was rare.

The only pain in the ass was tending the fire, but Gary started helping with that after I offered him $50 a month to do it. He was one of those broke all the time guys, he got a stipend for some kind of program he had qualified for that covered his rent and fed him. He spent almost every waking moment peering at his computer screen, glasses perched on his nose.

In short order we were all pretty comfortable. At first the women were always fully dressed when they were out of their rooms but after a little while it was like I became just part of the furniture.

I was constantly seeing the girls come downstairs in their robes, or cutoffs and a T-shirt, halter tops. I never really realized just how many possible designs and colors there were for women's panties, I saw everything from huge and purple to thin and white, and ruffles on the edges. None of them paid much attention to me, other than I caught a few obvious poses.

Women sure do like to tease us men, it seems. A t-shirt and panties became more or less the house state of dress. I always did my best to act like I didn't even notice, that just seemed to encourage them.

Janet was the one that did surprise me, she had this outfit that she went out running in and when she came back in she would be soaked in sweat. The material was thin, she looked almost naked, her body outlined perfectly.

I didn't mind, she didn't seem to either.

Once when I went upstairs to repair a door hinge in Sylvia's room, Janet walked out of hers to the bathroom wearing a towel around her waist and nothing else.

"Morning, Danny!" She smiled as she walked by me, totally unconcerned about being bare to the waist in front of me. Her bare breasts were capped with very long pointed nipples, I knew that already from her running outfit but seeing them in the flesh was fun. She acted unconcerned, I nodded to her and went right back to the bad hinge.

Sylvia giggled at that, I just shrugged.

"I have seen girls before." I told her. After that, Sylvia was unconcerned too. For some reason Sylvia managed to break a lot of stuff, if a door hinge wasn't pulled loose it was something else.

Once she asked me to look at her hot plate, I went up and checked it and found nothing really wrong except the screw holding the handle had come loose. What I did find was Sylvia wearing just her bra and panties, and her bra was a sports bra that was pretty sheer. She just sat there and watched me. Sylvia was certainly blessed up top, I had assumed that she was on the chubby side, but sitting there in just her underwear I realized that she was just a big gal.

I didn't mind one bit.

Janet often came down to our living room to watch TV wearing just a robe and nothing else. It didn't take me long to find out that she got regular wax jobs.

I sort of knew that already from her running outfits.

In the space of about a month, I had seen all four of the gals in various stages of undress. Both Carol and Beth started out being on the shy side, but when Janet took to just running around half naked most of the time and nothing happened, they all seemed to forget that I was male.

Which I didn't mind one bit.

Carol was blond, she wore her hair short in a pageboy style, it was oddly longer on one side than the other and swept forward. Her hair always looked the same, never out of place. Beth on the other hand had thick black hair, I suspected she was of some kind of East Indian descent or maybe Greek but I never asked.

The two of them were almost impossible to find more than 10 feet from each other. They were as different looking as night and day and joined at the hip.

About three months into us living together Beth came downstairs and knocked on my door. I was pretty relaxed with all of them by then myself, I had been kicked back on the bed reading up for a test coming up. All I had on was my shorts since it was warm. Gary tended to over stoke the fire a little bit.

I answered the door, hiding my lower body behind it. There stood Beth, her hair all wet and a white towel wrapped around herself.

"We don't have any hot water." She said, seeming mildly miffed.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I will go check on that, let me get dressed."

"Please hurry, Carol is soaped up and I have soap in my hair and I am all wet!"

OK. Now what were both of them doing in the shower at the same time?, I wondered.

"Uhhh...OK." I just opened the door and went and got my toolbox. The hot water heater was in an enclosure in the kitchen, don't ask me why. It had seemed strange to me but then it was probably an afterthought since when the old house was built there hadn't been any electricity anyway. That I knew from wires running along the corners of every room in the place.

Beth was right behind me. I was extremely aware of her being right behind me but I tried very hard to not keep looking her direction.

You would need to see Beth to understand, she not only had a set on her that was spectacular, she was always riding her bike so every inch of her was snug and in shape. 

I had to crawl into the cabinet where the hot water heater was, I shined my flashlight in there and saw a nice fat Mouse, deader than a doornail. It had chewed through the wires and shorted out the unit.

Obvious problem, I slid back out and as I did I glanced up and realized I could see under the towel. Beth had about as much hair on her beaver as she had on her head, it was a huge mass of curls.

I hesitated for a moment, it was quite a sight. Beth didn't seem to realize, or maybe she didn't care, I wasn't sure. Then it hit me that she was staring at my crotch. I was starting to erect and that was happening all by itself, she got a sly smile on her face.

"Excuse me." I told her, she stepped back but not before bumping my legs. I got some wire, checked the breaker which had tripped, slid back under the cabinet and repaired the circuit.

Beth stepped forward again to watch me, I swear the damned towel was even higher now. I could even see her tiny button, the tufts of pubic hair right above it curling upwards.

I knew I was getting harder, then I heard her giggle softly. I got the wire spliced, tripped the breaker and nothing caught fire. In short order I heard the heater doing it's job.

"There should be some hot water in about 10 to 15 minutes." I told her.

"Thank you, Danny. You are so nice to have around." She leaned in and kissed me, which didn't help my state one bit. Then she headed back upstairs.

I stood there and watched, her snug behind came into view about halfway up, at the top she turned and looked back at me and smiled.

I let out a deep breath, went back to my room. Now I was all fussed up, nothing to do but relieve that. I barely got settled in my bathroom when there was another knock on my door.

I yanked my shorts up, answered it. It was Beth again.

"It's not hot yet, can you come and check?" She smiled. She still had that damned towel wrapped around her, except even more tit was showing this time.

"OK." Hell, it had only been perhaps 5 minutes, but I followed her out and up the stairs. By the time we got to the top of the steps I was wishing the place was four stories. Her behind had exaggerated movements, from below I had a clear look up the back of the short towel, and her lips were actually showing clearly with each step.

I was sporting a boner to end all boners. We got to the top of the steps and went down the hall. Beth opened the door and there stood Carol still in the shower, soapsuds in her hair. Her eyes were squeezed shut, and she was completely naked except for a towel over her shoulders and held together in front of her. She had one hand on the railing I had installed and was just standing there, the sliding glass door fully open.

Unlike Beth, Carol was completely shaved. I went to the sink and ran the hot water, it was getting barely warm.

"Just a few minutes now." I told Beth, looking over at Carol. Glancing back at Beth, she was hanging her towel on the rack by the sink.

Lord. Now I was in the upstairs bathroom with both of them naked, me in nothing but my briefs and sporting a hard on that I had no place to hide. 

Beth reached in and turned on the warm water, Carol stepped into it and started to rinse off. She didn't even slide the damned glass door sut.

"Oh, it's warmer now." She said.

I beat a retreat, thinking all of that almost had to be deliberate. They had to know it took a few minutes for the water to heat up.

I got back to my room, got the door shut. Nobody bothered me as I finished the job at hand, I was so turned on now I had no choice.

I had a fantasy of Beth on one side and Carol on the other as I climaxed.

No way did I really want to put the make on either one of them or both of them. Sure enough that would mess up the works, next they would be expecting free rent and all of the rest of the mess that comes when business turns into relationships.

Like I said, I watch court TV.

Then the vision of Beth's big dark nipples, contrasted by Carol's soft pink ones popped into my mind and I had to take care of myself again.

The next day Gary came up and gave me his notice. Just crap! Now I had to go find a new tenant. I didn't think that would be too difficult since I still had the list of applications, but after around the 10th phone call I just ran another ad. It seems that people needing to rent a room can't wait around for one they like to become available, all of my carefully filed applications were useless.

Then Mary showed up to apply. I remember Beth knocking on my door to let me know someone was out there about the room. I was a little bit crabby, I had been trying to understand some technical terms for a test I had coming up, plus I was having to run downstairs every 30 minutes to check and tend the fire. 

I would have almost missed her, she was so short. I looked down, big dark eyes looked up at me.

"Hi! I am Mary, I want to apply for the room you have?"

Mary was about four foot six inches tall, she had on a simple blue sweater and jeans. It popped into my head that if she leaned over just a little bit she would fall over, the bulges in the front of her sweater were magnificent!

I gave her the application I had written myself, by the time she finished filling it out I had already decided. When Mary smiled the entire room lit up. I didn't even bother with the usual background check, that was money I wanted to keep in my pocket. Besides, I spotted the new Acura she was driving so I knew she wasn't broke.

She moved in the very next day. I asked her if she knew about tending fires, explaining that this house was all wood heat. She said she could do that, I showed her how it all worked.

The first evening in our community room was interesting, Mary came in and sat down, realized that she was the only one wearing jeans and a blouse. The other four were sitting there reading or watching TV, in various stages of undress.

Part of that was because the house was always a bit on the warm side, wood heat isn't like forced air, there really is no thermostat. If it feels cool we opened the draft, if it felt warm we closed it partly. So the house was nearly always toasty, all of the gals liked it nice and warm.

I got used to it by wearing just my shorts and a t-shirt most of the time.

Of course Mary went right over and plopped down in the big soft easy chair, which was mine by unwritten rule. They all looked at her and then at me, I made my first real mistake by not saying anything right then. I had to with all of the others, but for some reason I didn't want to upset or embarrass Mary her very first night with us so I just went to my own room.

After that, my chair became first come, first served. Within a week, Mary was running around the house in panties and a t-shirt, too. I found myself walking in on them huddled together in conversations, they would then stop and look at me.


Big Bed



I put that out of my head, just my imagination.

Without fail they would beat me to the community TV, there was always a silly chick flick on or some damn soap opera. I was slowly becoming the outside guy in a houseful of girls, and I knew it.

Some guys would think they were in seventh heaven, but having five on the sexy side temptations running around the house nearly all day and night, combined with my own personal rule of don't touch?

I whacked off a lot. Both Carol and Beth had boy friends, so often it was just Mary, Janet, Sylvia and me. I liked those evenings best even though Beth and Carol were fun to look at. The nights they were out meant more room for the rest of us.

I never went anywhere but to school and sometimes to the store for things I needed to fix what the girls managed to break.

One day I was leaned back on my bed, there was a sudden pounding on my door. I opened it to find Mary standing there in a panic. I smelled smoke, too.

Dashing downstairs, I saw the furnace door was glowing, the draft was wide open, too. I shut the draft quickly, then ran outside to check the chimney. Sure enough, flames were coming out the top of it. 

Once the fire department got the fire snuffed out, I asked Mary what had happened. She told me she was just burning up some papers and it took off.

Swell. I explained to her about not burning papers in the furnace, she was thoroughly chagrined. She wrapped herself around me and bawled, the only thing I could do was hold her.

I was just comforting her but Mary's big melons mashed against my stomach were just too much and I felt myself begin to erect. I tired to hold myself back from touching her but she pressed tightly up against me anyway. She tipped her head up to look at me and smiled that big smile.

"It looks like you might forgive me." She giggled. I blushed and managed to disengage.

I barely made it back to my room. I stayed in there most of the evening, this situation was getting difficult.

It was becoming a bit rough on me. This living with five good looking women, who seemed to delight in teasing me with no mercy was tough to handle. So far I had seen four of them in various stages of naked, and I was young and virile. Pumping the monkey just wasn't doing it, I had blue balls most of the time anyway.

Around midnight that evening, I heard a quiet knock on my door. I answered, it was Mary.

"Can I come in?" She whispered.

I stood aside to let her in, closed the door.

"What's up?" I asked her, thinking something was wrong or broken.

"Nothing, I just wanted to visit." She gave me that big smile.

"Visit? It's almost midnight."

"I was thinking maybe you might like to have some fun?"

"Fun?" I asked her stupidly.

Mary stepped up to me and wrapped her arms around me, then her hands slid up my bare back under my t-shirt. She tipped her head up for a kiss and I couldn't help myself, I leaned down and kissed her. As soon as our lips met, I was lost.

We managed to make it to my bed, tugging at each others clothes as we did. Her big soft breasts came into view, the first time I had seen them bare. Her nipples were larger than a silver dollar, sticking out in excitement. I began to fondle and lick them as I felt her hand reach down and wrap around me. She actually tugged me backwards on the bed by the end of my cock, her grip was tight. I felt for her, found her lips and using two fingers I spread her open. Her legs lay out wide allowing me access, her tiny hips moved around seeking me. I felt myself slide inside her, then slowly go deeper and deeper until we were fully joined. She let out a soft groan at my first thrust, then began to pump her hips in time with my motions.

I didn't last very long but she didn't either, the last thing I remember was blasting off so solidly it felt like the top of my head came off.

I woke up to find her still there, pressed tightly up against me. In a dream like state, I stroked her side, getting a soft murmur from her.

"You guys look like you had fun!" I heard a voice. I opened my eyes, Carol was sitting cross legged on the foot of my bed. Beth was right beside her, her legs dangling over the side.

"Well, he's not gay!" Beth said, with a giggle.

"Nope, doesn't look like it."

I reached down and tugged on the covers, realizing I was lying there naked on top of the bed. Carol lifted up her behind to allow me to pull them up.

"It's a shame to put that thing away." She giggled.

"Yea, it's a nice big one!" Beth said. She reached out and rubbed my stomach, just a bit too low for comfort.

Just then Mary woke up.

"What's going on?" She asked, rubbing her eyes.

"We were just checking to see what is going on." Carol told her.

"How did you get in here?" I asked.

"Your door was unlocked." Beth smiled.

I looked at my door, it was standing open. I saw Janet step into my room, followed closely by Sylvia.

"Well? What's going on?" Mary asked again.

"We just wondered, we have been trying to get Danny in bed for weeks now and he just wouldn't do anything." Carol answered, like I wasn't even there. Her hand started rubbing my thigh through the covers. Janet sat down on the edge of my bed on the other side.

"Maybe now he won't be so selfish." She grinned.

"Uhhh...Ladies?" I managed.

That got a laugh from several of them.

"Besides, both you and Beth have boy friends." I told Carol.

"Well, we can still do this..." She tugged the cover down and leaned over and engulfed my cock, just like that.

"Yea, as long as we don't actually fuck you..." Beth said, standing up and pulling her pajama top over her head. Her fat breasts were high and firm, her nipples tiny and crinkled up tight in excitement.

Janet's hand was now cradling my balls, I could feel Carol's mouth completely engulfing me. I sensed more than saw Beth slip around Carol who was now on her knees over me, her fanny in the air. Beth reached out and peeled Carol's panties down over her behind and buried her face between her legs.

That more or less confirmed my suspicions there.

Mary was propped up on one elbow, I glanced over at her expecting to see her upset but her expression was one of interest. Only Sylvia still stood there, she had a look of surprise on her face.

"I don't have a boyfriend!" Janet exclaimed. She gave Carol a little push, then rolled over and hiked her leg up and over me. She settled down, I felt hands I knew had to be Carol guiding me into Janet. Janet's long legs and slim hips began to swing her lower body back and forth. That felt odd, she wasn't bouncing up and down like I expected. She was mashed against me and rubbing her pussy against my pubic bone. It didn't take 30 seconds and she orgasmed with a groan, her upper body collapsing against my chest.

I was still firm, Mary reached out and stroked me as Janet lifted up and off. Carol was licking Janet's fanny, her hands around her belly and busy stroking her bare slit. I could see why Janet had gotten off so fast. Beth scooted out from behind Carol and began to suck on me. All she got into her mouth was the head of my cock but her lips and tongue were magic. Mary still had her hands around my shaft and was stroking it.

I felt more hands cradle my balls, I lost track of who was doing what as I finally blasted off. I realized Beth still had her mouth on me and was sucking greedily. Finally she leaned back, and she licked her lips.

"That was good!" She smiled up at me.

Then Mary sat up, Carol and Janet sat up, too. I was starting to come out of the sexual haze, I looked around and saw I still had three naked women on my bed.

There was no sign of Sylvia.

"What time is your class today?" Carol asked Janet, like this was all normal.

Janet looked at her watch, I glanced at her and realized it was the only thing she had on now. I had never seen her take off her clothes.

"In an hour, I gotta hurry!" She hopped up, grabbed her nightgown and left. Beth rolled over and sat up, smiled at Carol who leaned over and kissed her.

"That was fun!" Carol said to me as they got up and left.

That left me with just Mary. She scooted over close to me and reached down to fondle my now soft penis. No amount of effort was going to make that work again for a few hours, I knew.

"Well, that was different!" Mary giggled.

"You didn't mind?" I asked her, mildly surprised with her reaction.

"No. It's just sex, besides, you are kinda a hunk."

"I wonder what set all of that off?"

"We girls talk." She grinned at me.

All that day and the next I expected there to be some kind of trouble, something to happen. Nothing did. They came in and went out, I went to my classes and came home. The only thing I was worried about was Sylvia, I hadn't seen her since I saw her standing at the foot of my bed with a crazy sexual orgy going on.

I knew that she usually came in at 7 PM, and she did right on the dot like always. She looked at me and said hello, then went upstairs to her room.

I guessed everything would be all right there, I thought she just wasn't into what was going on.

Around 10 PM I came out to catch the early news on TV, they all knew I wanted to watch that and they switched the TV over for me out of habit. I sat on watched the first 15 minutes, then got up to go back to my room.

"Hey, want some company?" Carol smiled. I looked at her, why not?

"Me, too!" Beth said, they got up and followed me into my room. Mary was downstairs, Janet was reading a book and just waved. Sylvia sat there in a chair watching the news, she didn't even look up. I did notice she was wearing blue jeans and a blouse rather than her usual T-shirt and panties.

We no more than got into my room before Carol was tugging at my clothes. Beth just peeled hers off and hopped onto the bed. In no time the three of us were all naked, Beth and Carol were spending as much time playing with each other as they were with me. I was delighting in burying my face in that huge mass of black pubis hair Beth had between her legs. I actually had to dig a little bit to get the hairs aside to find her sweet pussy. She was letting out little squeaks as I licked upwards across her clit, while Carol was sucking my cock firmly. How she got the entire thing in her mouth I don't know but she did, she even let her tongue slip out and licked my testicles each time she swallowed me down.

Then she lifted off of me.

"I am going to fuck him!" She announced, to no one in particular. That just sounded strange.

"Really?" Beth said. "What about Jerry?"

"To hell with Jerry, he is a lousy lay, I bet this thing is lots better." She had one hand holding my erection.

Then she scooted up, pointed me and I felt myself go in to the hilt in one motion. That got a giggle from Beth.

"God, you are such a whore!" Beth said, laughing as Carol began to bounce up and down.

"Oh, shut up, you want some too!" Carol managed to mutter between strokes. I just hung on for dear life, Carol was really energetic. I gritted my teeth to keep from coming, finally I felt Carol begin to shudder so I just let it go.

She let out a scream that I knew damn good and well could be heard clear in the other room. Then her body relaxed, she flattened against me. Her breasts felt wonderful against my bare chest.

"I felt that hitting me clear up inside!" She said softly, looking me right in the eyes.

"I suppose you got all of it?" Beth giggled.

"Yea, I think so." They leaned towards each other and kissed, Carol was still sitting with me embedded inside her. She slid up and off of me, rolled over to Beth and went to work between her legs. I lay there on one elbow and watched as she licked Beth to one orgasm after another.

"I get to fuck him next!" Beth said afterwards.

"Really? What about Jerry?" Carol asked with a grin.

"Fuck Jerry, he is a lousy lay."

"Wait a minute, you are both going out with guys named Jerry?" I asked.

"Same Jerry!" They said in unison, then laughed loudly.

"Oh." OK. I got that.

They finally left, I lay there with a now sore dick and thought about the events of the last few days. I figured I might have just screwed up my landlord status beyond belief.

A few uneventful days went by, the first of the month came and every one of the girls paid me right on time. Now that was a surprise, I was expecting at least one or two of them to think that giving up some sex meant free room and board.

Mary did come into my room late one night and we had another glorious session. I actually would have liked her to stay the night but she got up and went to her own room downstairs. I heard the draft on the fireplace trip so I knew she was even tending the fire. After she has almost burned the place down the one time, she seemed to have gotten the hang of it.

Sylvia was still my one worry, she was around but now she was always dressed. She talked to everyone like everything was normal but something wasn't quite right, I knew. There had been a change in her that started with that first wild crazy day in my room. Janet after the one time seemed to have no real interest, either.

Mary wanted sex about once a week, but she also started dating a guy so she didn't come into my room after about 2 or 3 times. Then Carol and Beth began to spend more and more time with each other so I never did get to fuck Beth.

That pretty much left me with Janet, but she was way more interested in being out running than she was in any sex sessions.

I went from more pussy in less time than I had every had in my entire life to no pussy at all.

I have to admit that I had almost gotten used to sex coming at me from all directions, but the truth is that everyone had their own lives and they just moved on with that.

Mary seemed happy with the guy she was dating, I met him once and even shook his hand. He seemed like a nice guy and he drove a Mercedes, I figured that part out quickly. There was no point in letting him know that I had had my cock buried in every hole his girlfriend had, yep, even up the rear during the last session we had alone in my room.

When Beth came home one night with her mass of dark hair cropped very short, I got the picture there, also. They both quit dating the skinny guy named Jerry, they had now gotten into each other. I had no way to compete with that, I didn't even try.

They all still ran around the house in various stages of nudity, let me say it really is possible to just get used to that?

Another few months went by, actually pretty good ones. Nothing broke, no one tried to burn the house down. Rent came in on time, nobody was trying to deal drugs or getting into any fights.

My life settled in and it was good. I aced my tests to top off everything. All was on schedule.

Spring break came around, all of a sudden our house was empty. I had no plans to use the time for anything but resting up, the idea of drunken parties just didn't do it for me. I was sitting in the community room by myself reading a book when Sylvia walked in.

"Hi! I thought you would be going somewhere?" 

"No, I don't really party much, I don't fit in with all of that." She smiled shyly at me.

"Oh. I don't either. It will be nice to have company, otherwise I would be all by myself."

Sylvia went and sat down across from me, she watched me for a few moments, then blushed when I looked up.

"What?" I asked her. I could tell that something was on her mind.

"I don't know how else to say it so I am just going to." Her eyes met mine, then looked down.

"I.....I am not like the other girls. I am big." She looked up at me again.

"You look just fine to me, Sylvia."

"Everyone says that but I know. Guys don't..ask me out, or anything."

"I can't imagine why not, you are beautiful!" I told her, and I meant that, too. Her hair was always nicely done, she had a pretty face, and hourglass figure, she was just....big?

"You have never asked to....be with me?"

"I thought you would let me know?" I answered, mildly confused.

"Oh. Well.....would you like to? All the other women get to...have sex and I never get asked."

I blinked at that. No one in my life had ever just asked me? It had always been something that just happened? I looked at her, her face was bright pink, this had been very difficult for her.

I felt the glimmerings of an erection.

"I would absolutely love to!" I told her.

Her eyes brightened, it hit me that she had probably expected me to perhaps say no. I set my book down, got up and walked across the room towards her. She had her hands in her lap, I realized she didn't know what to do.

I just smiled and held out my hand. She took it and got up. We walked into my room, shut the door behind us. I took her in my arms and kissed her, she kissed me back. Something happened at that exact moment I can't explain. I wanted to kiss her some more, so I did. We sat on the edge on my bed, it was like I couldn't get enough of my lips touching hers.

Finally we stopped. 

"Would you like to take a shower? With me?"

"OK." Her voice seemed shy, but her eyes were sparkling. We stood up, I reached for the buttons on the blouse she was wearing. I got them undone, reached behind her and untripped her bra. I had seen her breasts earlier but just though the semi sheer sports bra, now her beautiful globes were bare and in my hands. Her nipples were round and puffy, the tips were tiny. I used my thumb and index finger to roll the very tip with a light touch, her eyes closed for a moment. Then I suckled one into my mouth while rolling the other. I felt her hand drop down to stroke me through my jeans, I was already fully erect. Her eyes got big as she felt me, her upper body began to tremble slightly.

I tripped my belt, she unzipped me as I worked on the buttons on her pants. I leaned down to slide them down her big legs, then slipped my tongue in between her thighs. Upright, I could barely reach her, so I pulled slightly on her hips, my tongue touched her vagina and she moaned.

She stepped out of her clothes, stood there as I stripped my pants the rest of the way off. I turned on the shower, set the temperature to the hot side of lukewarm. She stepped in and I stepped in right behind her.

We soaped up, paying close attention to each others genitals. Sylvia was carefully washing my now burgeoning erection as I washed her beautiful breasts. Then we stepped out and carefully dried each other off.

We walked hand in hand to the bed, she lay back, her legs together.

"I want to look at you, I want to see everything." I told her.

"Oh...." She said, blushing again.

"Show me your pussy, I really want to see it!" I asked again. Sylvia opened her legs partially.

"Wider, please. All the way! Use your fingers, spread it open." I leaned down to with a few inches. She was still blushing, but she opened her legs. Then she reached down and placed her fingers on each side of her vagina, and tugged it open.

"God, I have never...." Her face turned bright pink.

"You are so beautiful." I told her. I leaned in and drew the flat of my tongue up and over her, getting a shudder that made her breasts vibrate. I repeated the motion several times, letting my tongue lift and flick her button. Each time I did that it expanded more and more until it was the size of a pea and firm. She was still holding her pussy wide open, I could see clear inside.

I slid my index finger into her, getting a gasp for a reaction. Then I stroked upwards towards her navel as gently as I could as I licked her repeatedly, her hips began to move up and down. I saw her nipples snug up, then her eyelids fluttered. As her breasts began to heave, a flush crept across her abdomen.

Just as that began to happen, I slid up and inserted my now rigid cock into her, all the way in one smooth motion. She began to orgasm at that and just kept on. I backed off and stroked into her, she moaned. Each time I pressed she let out that long moan again. I could feel her inner muscles conforming to my shape, then suddenly her inner body clamped down and she groaned loudly. I could no longer hold back, I pressed as hard as I could and blasted off over and over inside her. Her fingers were digging into my back as her body went completely tense.




Big Bed



The experience was something more than I had ever known, I wanted to be inside of her, I wanted all of me inside her somehow. But we subsided, I kept up the tiny little motions as she came down. She let out a little grunt each time I probed her.

Then as I softened, I felt myself begin to slip out so I withdrew.

"I never....." She muttered, her eyes still squeezed shut. Then she opened them and looked at me.

"I have only had one other man inside me before. It was nothing like that." She rolled over on her side and started nibbling at my chest, finally her lips settled on my nipple. I felt massive waves of pleasure waft over me, this was different, too.

"Where did you learn to do that?" I asked her as she leaned back. I had damn near orgasmed again from her sucking on my nipples.

"It gets me going so I thought it might for you." She answered. Then she looked own, I was fully erect again.

"Oh, my!" She reached for it with both hands, she was like a kid at Christmas.

"Can I?" She asked.

"Can you what?" I wasn't sure what she meant.

"I want to see it....do that." She smiled.

"Sure!" Sylvia began to stroke me, it was obvious she wasn't real sure what to do. She had me getting close to a climax but then she would change pressure or speed and I would ease off.

"What do I do?" She asked, finally.

"Make your hands just like that beautiful pussy of yours." I told her.

She understood, she wrapped both hands around me and stroked furiously. I felt myself building, then finally I blasted off into the air.

Sylvia let our a moan, I realized from the look on her face that she had orgasmed from jacking me off.

Damn, what a woman! Right there in my house for months, right there in front of me and I had missed it.

She lay with one arm across my chest, we both dozed off. I woke up a few hours later, she had turned and was lying on her stomach. I had half a hardon, I reached out and stroked her big behind as she lay there softly snoring.

I leaned over her, spread her cheeks and looked at her anus, it wasn't brown like I expected, it was more of a pinkish color. I could also see the fat lips of her pussy, they were multicolored and large. Her clit has softened and now was once again hidden under it's tiny hood.

I slid one leg over her naked behind, rubbed it with my hands. It was big and unblemished, I placed my now full erection between the cheeks of her ass and slid it back and forth. I felt her come awake at that.

"What are you doing?" She giggled.

"I am thinking of fucking you in the ass." I told her.

"OK. I would like to try that." She smiled over her shoulder.

I reached into a nearby drawer and got some vaseline, it was all I had. I slicked myself up, put the head of my cock right against her butt hole. She lifted her hips slightly as I pushed. It went right in about an inch.

"Ouch!" She said.

"Sorry."

I waited, then felt her relax.

"OK, just a little more." She said.

It took a solid 15 minutes but finally I was all the way in. She seemed to like it, it felt incredibly tight though. I pulled out, got up and went to the bathroom and washed thoroughly.

"Now what are you doing?" Sylvia asked me again.

"I want to fuck that nice pussy of yours some more!" I laughed, coming back in with my cock pointed straight out.

She rolled right over and spread her legs wide, no hesitation this time. I watched as her fat lips parted and opened up like a flower, then I slid up on top of her and entered her again.

That time lasted a very long time, finally I felt myself building. She reached down and lifted my balls as I went off, holding them in her hand as they convulsed.

"That was amazing!" She said as I finished up.

She lay there and watched me rest for awhile.

"Can I suck on you now?" She asked.

I blinked at that, too.

"Uhhh...Sure."

She leaned over, and stuck out her tongue at first. Then she gave me a few tentative licks. I lay there with my hands clasped behind my head and watched, enjoying every second of her learning experience. It was obvious as hell that she had never had a cock in her mouth before.

Finally she rolled her lips over her teeth, I managed to not bust out laughing at the way she looked. She slid her mouth over the end of my cock and sucked. In short order she was going at me like an expert. She even managed to get me about half hard but that was all there was, I was now done for the night.

Finally she lay back, completely satisfied.

"Well, now I have done everything."

"What do you mean?"

"All of the things I have heard about and read about I have done, even sucking on a penis."

Well, that explained the rolling over her lips carefully over her teeth at first, anyway.

"Honey, you can suck my cock any time you want to!" I told her with a laugh.

"Really? We can do this again sometime?"

"Yea, probably tomorrow."

I reached for her big soft breasts, nuzzled them.

"And tomorrow night, too!"

Sylvia smiled ear to ear.

She spent the entire week with me, we were in bed most of the time except for once we did it standing up in the shower and since no one else was around we also did it on the couch in the community room.

By the time Carol and Beth got back I had Sylvia moved into my room. They realized that within 2 minutes of arriving home.

"I can't believe this, we turn our backs and you grab the best cock in the house for yourself!" Beth teased Sylvia, who blushed furiously at that.

"It's the only cock in this house." Carol laughed.

"Yeah, and I didn't get any of it yet, either." Beth retorted.

I glanced at Sylvia, she was looking at me questioningly. 

"I think Sylvia and I have hooked up." I said.

She looked at me in surprise, then her face lit up. Carol looked at her, then at me.

Both Carol and Beth said, "Cool!" in unison, then they busted out laughing.

"Oh, one more thing." Carol said, turning back to me as they headed up the stairs.

"Mary is getting married, so we need a new housemate."

"I think we need two of them." I said, looking over at Sylvia. She smiled at me.

Later, Sylvia and I were in bed, she was on top of me, slowly moving her hips back and forth, teasing every ounce of pleasure out of our lovemaking.

"Well, Hon, is there anything else you need to get out of your system?" I asked.

She thought for a minute.

"Well, I have never had two guys at once." She grinned at me.

"Uhhh....I don't think I would like...."

"Relax. I will just fuck you twice and call it good!" She grinned at me.

"Man, you sure got over being bashful, didn't you?"

"Yep!" She smiled.

"What do we do about the whole house being full of half naked women?" I asked her. She was sitting cross legged beside me now, tugging on my cock.

"Look all you like if it will help keep this thing upright." She grinned. "But this one is all mine now!"

"That works for me." I told her. 



Big Beefy Bob & I



'Can I ask you something?' Bob's voice sounded a little strange.

'Yeah.' I replied.

'Why don't you like me?' my work colleague asked.

I blushed beet red. How the hell could I explain to this big bear of a man that far from not liking him I was crazy about him. And crazy in lust too. Whenever I thought he was wasn't looking I would stare hungrily at that big, shapely butt of his as it stretched his faded blue jeans and bounced up and down as he walked. How many nights hadn't I wanked myself to sleep thinking about sliding my aching cock between his warm and furry cheeks.

'Well...' his voice snapped me out of my day dream.

Bob, it's not true that I don't like you.' I said.

'You have a funny way of showing it.' he replied.

I was torn. A part of me was terrified of him finding out my secret. He could make life hell for me if he took it the wrong way. I liked my job and I didn't want to have to leave if Bob and I couldn't get along. And yet a part of me wanted to tell him the truth. He looked so wounded and I hated the idea that he thought I hated him.

I took a deep breath. It was now or never.

'It's not what you think, Bob.'

'What is it, then. Do I have BO? Or something else...'

'It's...it's just that, well... I like you too much.' I blurted out.

He looked puzzled. I was going to have to spell this out for him.

'You see,' I began 'I find you very attractive and I have these strong feelings for you.'

He chuckled, softly at first, but it soon turned into a belly shaking laugh.

'Why didn't you say anything before?' he asked.

'Well not all straight guys can handle a gay guy having the hots for them.'

'Who is straight?'

It was my turn to be puzzled. I looked over at his smiling face and watched as his ruby red lips parted slightly. The tip of his tongue darted out past his perfect, white teeth and licked his lips. 

'I don't understand...'

'I'm gay too,' he said ' and I've been wanting your ass ever since the day I laid eyes on you.'

'Why didn't you say anything?' I asked.

'Well, look at me. I'm not exactly the world's best looking guy.'

This conversation was getting ridiculous. All I ever thought about was sexing up his big, beefy body and he thought I was too good for him. It was time to stop talking and time to show him how I felt. I had the storeroom keys on me, so I rattled them and told him to follow me. His eyes lit up and a blush crept across his cheeks. You could just about smell his sexual excitement and I swear I saw the beginning of a bulge in his jeans.

We snuck off into the store room and I locked the door. His arms opened wide and I fell into them. As he wrapped his beefy arms around me I could smell the fresh apple smell of his hair. My cock lurched in my pants. I licked the side of his neck and caught a hint of salty sweat. He grunted and sought out my lips and we were soon locked in our first kiss. It literally took my breath away.

His lips were so incredibly soft and his breath minty fresh. I couldn't resist grabbing a firm hold of his muscular, meaty ass as we kissed. I kneaded his butt flesh in my hands as I pressed my eight inch throbber against his hard cock. It felt incredibly thick, though not very long. I didn't care how big his cock was; I just wanted him.

I could have stood there and kissed him all day but time was limited and my hunger too overpowering. I dropped to my knees and pressed my face against his beer bottle thick truncheon. It felt so good as I rubbed my face up and down against the cloth of his jeans. His fingers caressed my face, gently urging me to give him what he longed for.

I opened his fly button and lowered his zipper. I pushed his jeans down to his knees and pressed my nose into the soft white cotton on his underpants. I inhaled deeply; that delicious scent of an excited hairy man filled my nostrils and sent my lust into overdrive. As I nuzzled at his crotch I stroked my hands up and down his hairy, tree trunk thighs. A very large wet spot appeared where his cock head met the fabric of his underpants. I licked at the spot, getting a delicious tang of precum on my tongue.

I spotted a small hole in the frayed cloth of his underpants. I stuck my finger through it and ripped his underpants to shreds. He was shocked but terribly excited. His thick club sprung free and almost took my eye out. Wrapping my hand around the impossibly thick base, I guided the slightly more slender cock head into my waiting mouth. He gasped as his beautiful cock made contact with the interior of my wet, warm mouth.

Using all the skills I possessed I gently nursed that fat, fleshy cock of his while I alternated stroking his thighs and kneading his beefy butt. My own cock was leaking copious amounts of precum and begging for release. I got to my feet and Bob immediately fell to his knees and undressed me. You would swear he hadn't had a meal in over a week, the way he fell upon my cock. It was soon sunk into the back of his throat while his sexy lips brushed my pubes.

He worked my cock so expertly I knew I couldn't last. I looked down at his face and he was lost in lust. Never had I seen a happier looking man. And then my senses started to shut down. My eyes screwed up tight as orgasm began to build.

Suddenly Bob shoved his thumb up my ass and that was it, game over. I grunted as hot jets of spunk blasted out of my cock and down his throat.

After Bob drained my balls he took me into his big, strong arms. His warm red lips closed around mine and when his tongue pushed into my mouth I got the salty-sweet, acidic aftertaste of my own cum. I slid my hands up and down his broad back, that was so deliciously smooth and in such strong contrast to his hairy chest. His hard cock, jutting into my stomach, reminded me of his hunger.

I kissed my way down his chest and belly before licking his beefy nuts. He sighed gently as I worked them over good. Sliding a hand up his thick club I found a blob of precum at the tip of his mushroom cap cockhead and smeared it around. He groaned out loud then, and I knew he needed to sink that cock into a warm hole.

I got up and pulled my cheeks apart.

'Fuck me, big boy!' I growled.

'Are you sure?'

'Absolutely.'

Bob stepped up to bat and I could feel his hard, warm slippery mushroom cap slide against my sphincter. It was pure bliss. He teased for a minute or two before getting down and rimming my asshole. I just about jumped out of my skin as his tongue darted into my fuck canal, lubing me up good.

My own cock was rock hard now and I started stroking it as Bob got back into position. He pushed his fat cockhead against my hole and popped in before being forced back out again. My ring protested at being stretched that wide, that soon. So Bob worked his thick middle finger into me. That was much better, and soon my love knot began to relax and let his finger glide. He massaged that place inside that always gets me crazy and I had to fight back my orgasm.

'Gimme me your cock, Bob.' I begged.

This time he had no difficulty in entering me. That fat cock sausage pushed past my resistance and into my hungry ass. He held still for a moment and then began to gently pump in and out of me. I could feel his huge, low hanging balls slapping against me. My hand flew over my straining cock, which felt like a steel rod encased in warm satin.

I forgot time and place as I concentrated on that wonderful feeling inside my ass. I was stretched about as wide as I had ever been and I was loving it. Each and every nerve down there was alive and tingling in pure pleasure. Every now and then a little gurgle would escape from Bob's lips and I realized that he was enjoying this horny fuck every bit as much as I was.

Bob's breathing got louder and louder as he delighted in the warmth of my ass. I clamped down on his cock, over and over, and drove him crazy. He switched gears and really started rabbitting that thick spear into my ass. The only resistance he met was when I gripped his cock with my assring, squeezing tight before letting go. A bead of his sweat plopped onto my back. His balls were all sweaty and clammy now, and I could feel my own sweat dripping off my body.

Bob reached under me and tweaked my nipples.

'Oooh yes.' I screamed.

That encouraged him and he really started working them over now, crushing them hard and driving me wild. And then he slapped my ass, really hard. It was a bit of a shock at first, but it did something amazing to me. It was if he had touched a raw nerve that was directly connected to my asshole and my cock.

I pushed back against him as my orgasm coursed through my body. Another heavy volley of scalding cock juice shot out of my cock and I bellowed the place down. Bob let loose then as he gave one final, savage thrust into my ass. His cries drowned out my own as he flooded my fuck canal with his pent up sex bear juice.

Suddenly there was a pounding on the storeroom door.

'What the fuck are you guys doing in there?' our boss' voice boomed through the door.

We both grinned. We had lost our jobs, but we had found each other.

Copyright 2003 Daniel Blue



Big Belly



My name is Tommy and I am on summer break from college. I wanted to just take it easy this summer but my parents insisted I make some money. I am now mowing lawns and doing work around the neighborhood. Mostly I am helping out my pregnant neighbor, Katie. I have been mowing and doing general chores for her the past couple of weeks. Her husband is some lawyer who is never around. Katie has been relying on me to help her out. I was over at Katie's yesterday, moving some furniture around. After I finished, Katie walked over to me.

"Thanks Tommy, I don't know what I would do without you," she said.

She leaned over and was about to kiss my cheek. I turned my face to her at the last second. We kissed on the lips. I placed my hand on her belly as we did so. That kiss turned into a hot tongue kiss. I could tell Katie was pretty horny. I lowered my hand from her belly to the outside of her short. I was now running my fingers across the material where her slit was. Katie was getting pretty worked up by this time. 

"I want you Tommy," she told me.

We walked back to the bedroom. I helped Katie take off her shorts and shirt. Once I got her bra off, her tits came tumbling out. They were huge, with light brown nipples to top them off. I then stripped off my clothes and we moved closer to the bed. Katie grabbed a pillow and got on all fours. Her belly was resting on the pillow as I got in behind her. Katie moved her legs wide and I stood there in between them. I guided my stiff cock to her wet hole and I entered her. Katie immediately began to scream. 

"God, fuck me Tommy, I need your cock!"

I had never heard anyone react this way before. I had my hands on Katie's waist as I was thrusting my prick into her sopping wet hole.

We were getting into a rhythm. Katie pushed back on my cock and I was slamming into her senselessly. I was shocked that Katie's pussy was this tight. She was really milking me for all it was worth. I got the impression Katie wasn't getting much sex from her hubby. She later told me he was barely touching her. He had lost interest as she was pregnant. I was going to fuck her as much as I could, if she would let me.

Eventually I couldn't hold back any longer. Katie had a grip on my dick. I slammed into her a few more times and then spilled my seed into her pussy. Hot jets of cum shot into Katie's belly. She squealed and tossed around on the bed. I held my cock in her until she finally calmed down a little.

Katie said that was the first sex she had had in months. She was all stored up with passion. Katie and I fucked the rest of that afternoon. I had her lie on her side, and she also mounted me and rode my cock that way. Katie was bouncing up and down on my cock as I held her asscheeks and pulled them apart as we screwed on her bed. I lost count how many loads of cream I filled Katie with that day. Katie said she loved the feeling of a man cumming inside her. She also didn't have to worry about getting pregnant from me!

After that day, I was over at Katie's house all the time. Her husband was at work and so were my parents. We always finished up early in the afternoon. It got to the point where Katie and I were fucking so much my cock was getting raw. I would fuck Katie on her bed and give her all my seed. I think Katie was starting to fall in love with me. I loved screwing her, but she was wanting me not to leave for school. She also told me that she wished I had made her pregnant instead of her husband.

It was starting to get a little too intense. I was glad to be going off to school in a few days. My last day home, I entered Katie every way possible. She was shaking all over when I finally finished fucking her that day. My last time, I ended shooting my cum all over her belly and breasts. That drove Katie insane with lust. She then made me climb up on top of her and she sucked our love juices from my spent cock. 

Katie says she will wait for me to get home on breaks and holidays. I am not holding my breath for that. I think Katie needs sex all the time now. She will find another guy to service her while I am at school. She will be having her baby soon and all bets will be off then. I know I can still have my now pregnant lover on holidays. That seems a pretty good deal!



Big Ben



The kid was not leaving me alone.

“Come on, just a quickie?” He looked at me with puppy dog eyes that betrayed the nice cock he was packing.

The problem is that it was just nice, and I’d already had it, and I wasn’t going to take a beating for the same cock twice if I could help it.

“No Michael. I’ve already told you, I thought it was your birthday, I’m not interested in doing it with you again.”

He gave his hard package a hearty squeeze. “Well… what about when it really is my birthday?”

“Then I’ll send you a cake. Now scram!”

Michael whirled and left, almost crashing into Tina as he made it through my door. She paused, a look of reverence on her face before snapping out of it and standing before my desk.

“His dick scraped my leg!” She said breathlessly.

“You can go have him all to yourself later, if you want.” I said. “What have you got for me?”

Since I had deceived Tina with promises of more money involved in the cock hunt, she had become my most avid huntress, trying extra-hard to score that money.

“Big Ben.”

“Big Ben?”

“Otherwise known as ‘Ben with the Ten’, he’s bi, likes to show off his dick to anyone willing at sex clubs. He’s got something of a reputation.”

“Well that’s not bad… but your boyfriend had more then ten.”

“Rumor has it, that he’s Ben with the Ten Soft, in some circles.”

“Now we’re talking!” I thought on it… Aaron Black’s was nine soft, this was a promising lead. “Give me the cock—Ab, ah, I mean--details!”

*** “Switch Hitters” Was an interesting club downtown. Couples and trios whirled around a crowded dance floor to swing music, while singles and couples cruised the bar for doubles and triples. A lot of people hit this spot to find threesome opportunities apparently.

I found a kind of nice looking guy and stopped in front of him, arching my back so that there was some firm FF-cup cleavage on display.

“I’m looking for Big Ben.” I said. “Sometimes known as Ben with the Ten.”

“I know him.” He said, losing part of himself between my breasts. “But why do you need ten when my perfectly acceptable for all your needs.”

I threw back my head and laughed.

“Eight inches? What are you, five years old?” I screamed with derisive laughter. He looked hurt, obviously not used to that kind of response. Eight inches would have been great before I became what I am, but now it was just a joke.

“Jesus bitch, he’s over there.” He said pointing towards a short man in a hat.

I just shook my head at him as I stalked off to the infamous Big Ben.

“You the one named after a British clock?” I asked when I stood before him.

“Yes I most surely am, ma’am.” He said, tipping his hat and helping himself to an almost unhealthy stare at my bulging boulders.

I looked him over. His face was kind of impish, with a big nose and thick glasses. He was not just poorly muscled, he was not muscled. 

“Is it true what they say about your cock, clock?”

“You tell me!” He said pointing downwards.

I almost fell over when I got a good look. He was wearing latex pants; the red material stretching unbelievably tight a fat long log that he had pulled to one side and still almost went to the knee. Ten was a sore under-estimate compared to what I was looking at. This man was bigger then Aaron Black easily! 

My quest was over!

I would be free!

“You are going to come and fuck me. Is that clear?” I asked.

“Pushy aren’t you?” He smiled.

“No. Psychotic with lust. Now come along quietly or I’ll just be bringing your cock without the rest of you attached to it.”

He looked a little nervous, his eyes darting.

“Uh, okay.” He said. “I guess I could go along.”

As he said these words, I’d already dragged him to the door.

*** I parked at the bottom of the hill, and then started up with his hand in tow.

“Nice place!” He whistled, looking up at Black’s mansion.

“Yeah.” I agreed, single-minded as I pulled him along.

“So what drew you to me?” He asked as we walked.

“Christ, your cock. Haven’t I made that clear?”

He looked somehow disappointed. Odd, most men don’t mind being a piece of meat. Maybe after all the years of people only acknowledging him for his pound of ground round he wanted to be loved for himself or some bullshit.

Well tough. I knew what I wanted.

I knocked on the door, and Aaron Black appeared, dressed in an evening suit.

“Veronica!” He said. “What an unexpected surprise. What brings you here?”

I pulled Ben in, triumph welling up in my belly.

“This guy is thicker then you hard while he’s soft, and he’s packing some length too!”

I pushed Ben in between Black and myself.

“Drop ‘em Big Ben, and I’ll harden you up!” I commanded.

“Well I…”

“NOW!” I screeched eager to rub it in Aaron’s face.

Heck, I was even eager to rub ‘it’ in my own face.

Ben fumbled with his tacky rhinestone belt and dropped his pants.

Aaron threw back his had with a hearty laugh.

I did a double take.

As Big Ben’s pants hit the floor, so did his cock. I stalked over and knelt down, pulling something from the discarded garment.

It was black, and floppy, and fake. “A dildo…” I gasped, looking up at Big Ben. My face flushed deep crimson with embarrassment as Aaron Black laughed and laughed.

I was looking at a pathetic little prong that barely stuck out from his pubic hair, like a gumdrop in a bird’s nest.

“What the HELL IS THAT?” I screamed, throwing the dildo far.

“Oh that is impressive!” Black said drolly between laughs. “I’ve never seen anything quite like it!”

“I, I uh…” Started Ben.

“I’m going to kill you!” I gasped, clenching my fists. The fact that I was going to get punished over a two-inch cock enraged me.

“No.” Said Aaron Black. “You’re going to fuck him. You came all this way to get satisfied, let him satisfy you!”

“No…” I whimpered.

“Both of you, strip.” He commanded, easing himself into one of his chairs.

I tried to resist, but I knew that this act was all that was between me and another cock whipping, or worse.

Soon we both stood in front of Black, our birthday suits all red from shame.

“Get him hard.” Commanded black.

“Erm…I already am.” Mumbled Ben. I looked over. He had indeed almost doubled in length; I might be looking at three inches easy.

“Then suck him.” Said Black, pouring himself some wine.

I sunk to my knees before Ben and tentatively licked at his cock.

“Ohh, OHHH!” Whimpered Ben, suddenly producing a thick drop of sperm.

I looked down to his child-sized nuts.

“Please tell me you didn’t just cum.” I marveled.

Aaron Black roared with laughter, almost spilling his wine.

“Eat it!” Aaron said between guffaws.

I leaned forward and slurped up his sad attempt at semen. Its taste was bland; it’s temperature tepid. 

Worse still, his “cock” was still hard.

“Now ride him!” Commanded Black.

I pushed Ben over with a hateful shove, and straddled him. At least I wouldn’t have to worry about the fact that I wasn’t remotely aroused… this would be like throwing a hot dog into a school-bus after the kinds of stretching I was getting.

I mounted his little knob, and started to bounce up and down on it.

Just as I was hoping he might cum as quickly from that, Aaron Black looked down at me with genuine pity on his face.

“Would you like my cock?” He asked. 

The thought of Aaron’s thick meat pushing at my pussy-walls instead of this pathetic display of needlepoint caused me to almost faint. I wanted it so bad.

“God yes, yes please!” I begged him.

Then you shall have it.” Said Aaron, dropping his pants.

“Holy shit!” Said Ben, taking Aaron’ cock in. I could feel his thrusts decrease, his balls try to escape up into his scrotum with fear. Just one of Aaron Black’s pendulous nuts was bigger then all the genitalia Ben had to offer put together.

Aaron pumped himself gently, easing the weight of his own heavy balls while he did so, arousing himself to every inch of glory.

Soon I was staring down the awesome weapon at its full length.

“Get out of me!” I said to Ben, anticipating the proper fucking with glee.

“No.” Said Black. “Stay where you are, bitch-boy.” He strolled around behind me as he talked.

Suddenly I was filled with fear.

“No…. NO!” I screamed as Aaron pushed me forwards.

He spanked me once so hard; my tits jiggled for a few moments, and then planted his hands on my hips, spreading my ass cheeks.

“No! NO NO!” I screamed, squirming.

“You said you wanted it.” Said Black as he placed his head inside my back door.

It was like somebody was trying to shove a baseball bat up my butt, sweet spot first.

I felt something tear slightly, and collapsed on Ben, only Aaron’s hands still holding my hips aloft.

I cried like a baby as he slid inch after inch after inch inside of me. “Oh oh AHHH! It’s so fucking big! Take it out takeitout! AHHHHH!”

He spanked me hard.

“I give the orders.” He said gruffly thrusting his hips a little. ‘Now stop bawling, You’ve almost taken five inches!”

Those five inches felt like fifty, and I wriggled around like an impaled prisoner.

Ben was still thrusting away in me, but I couldn’t feel anything. His little girl’s bitch-boy cock couldn’t possibly draw attention away from the explosion in my ass.

My pussy was just about drowning him in juice… I couldn’t stop thinking of Black’s shaft there instead, even as he plundered my posterior.

Black begin thrusting in and out, gaining a quarter inch here, and eighth of an inch there, gradually working his way in me.

“Seven inches, slut!” He said encouragingly. “Almost halfway there!”

I screamed and beat on Ben’s chest at his words. He thrust in a full inch of cock at once, and I thought I’d died.

Still he fucked into me. Thrust after thrust after thrust violating my rectum, raping my anus with wild abandon.

“Oh god! Please, please stop!” I moaned.

“What did I say about giving me orders?” He said spanking my ass and thrusting harder.

As more and more thick cock disappeared in my ass, I screamed and screamed.

I felt like his cock was going to end up in my chest.

He pounded and pounded and I wailed.

He thrust and thrust and I screamed.

He shoved and shoved, my every nerve aching as my ass spasmed around his endless meat.

It felt like I was sitting on a whole tree, being plunged by a table leg, or taking a whole steel beam in my bum.

As he pulled out on each thrust, the scraping feel of my innards as horrifying.

My ass would never be the same.

“Not bad babe, you’ve got eleven inches in you!” He spanked me to emphasize the point.

“Now I can really begin fucking you!”

Ben had passed out.

Aaron began to rape my rectum in earnest, pulling out to just his head, then shoving all the way back in.

He pounded me with a savagery that I couldn’t describe, like each thrust was meant to punish me for wasting his time with such a tiny cock in his home.

He grabbed a fistful of my hair, and pulled my head back as he fucked into me hard. Something inside me gave way, though I don’t know what I had left to give, and then the unimaginable happened.

Aaron’s whole cock slid into my ass at once, his fat nuts slapping up against my thighs.

“GWAHHHHHH!” Was all I said. It was all I could think of.

Aaron roared and started cumming inside of me.

His jizm cannon started unloading shot after streaming shot inside of me, filling my ass with boiling cum.

This wasn’t a cum-shot; this was an enema, his rich sperm filling me up fully, quarter after quart of thick semen pumping into my bowels.

He moved his hips only a little as he came, making sure to keep my butt jammed with a maximum of cum and cock.

Finally he withdrew, a mix of blood, santorum, and cum suddenly darning from my ravaged asshole.

I collapsed as my suffering subsided. 

“You bastard…” I whimpered as he strode from the room.

*** I wore a maxi pad at work for days. My ass would not stop leaking cum. Each time I though all of the thick seed had emerged, another thick blurble would bubble out of me, reminding me of how thoroughly I’d been fucked, and how hopeless I whore I’d become.

I never did forgive “big” Ben.

End

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Big Ben



This was written for a friend ... he has told me a few tales of his days as a trucker ...

#

The rain was coming down hard as I pulled into the truck stop just north of Vegas for a late supper. Hustling inside, I shook the rain off my jacket and tossed it into an available booth. I ordered steak and eggs and cup of black coffee from the waitress named Marge. I've been making this run for over five years, so we know one another pretty well. Surprisingly, it wasn't busier inside given the rain. I would have thought more boys pulled off the highway but it wasn't the case tonight. 

Half way through my meal, I saw this cute little thing walk past me. I watched her ass swish under her short skirt as she made her way to the bathroom down the hall. I noticed she hesitated before shifting her weight and pushing in on the ladies room door. I returned to my steak as Marge stopped by to fill my cup for the third time. Looking past her, I watched the cutie exit the bathroom and walk back past me. I smiled as she past and I was sure I noticed a smile from her in return. 

Marge dropped the bill on the table as she went to pick up an order. I watched my new friend in the reflection on the glass as she dug deeply in to her handbag to pay her bill. She reached down and picked up a small suitcase and walked out into the rain without even a raincoat. Five minutes later, I was doing a quick walk-around my rig to inspect it before leaving the lot. The rain really had not lessened at all while I was eating so I hurried with the inspection and climbed into my warm cab.

I released the brakes and put it into gear, rolling slowly through the lot. I was near the driveway when I saw her standing under a light post nearby. "Hey," calling out to her, "which way you going?"

She looked over at me, startled and relieved, "LA."

Rolling up beside her, I looked down from my cab at her dripping wet shape. "Come around to the other side and climb inside. I guarantee it's much drier in here!" She scooted around in front of my cab and pulled on the passenger door. The cab lit up and I could see that cute face I'd seen twenty minutes earlier in the truck stop. 

She smiled as she struggled to climb inside, the combination of her heels, the rain and her short skirt. Finally she was in and she pulled the door closed and now only the lights from the dashboard lit the cab. "Thanks mister, it sure is wet out there."


"The name's Ben. You could catch the death of cold out there tonight."

"I'm Dani. I sure do appreciate this. Are you going all the way to LA tonight?"

"I'll be stopping about three hours down the road for the night but will get an early run at it tomorrow. Looks like you have your suitcase so why don't you crawl into the sleeper and get changed into something dry?"

I put my rig in gear and pulled onto I-15 headed for LA. Of course, I paused long enough to watch Dani crawl into the sleeper with her cute little ass on display under her skirt. Ten minutes later, she made her way back into the cab to join me. She sat down in the big seat to my right and I checked her out as I drove. She was wearing a big sweater and no skirt as far as I could see and a different set of heels. "It feels so much better to be dry and warm! Thanks again for picking me up." She pulled her knees up against her chest, tucking them under her sweater.

"I turned up the heat. You should be warm soon. Just let me know when I can turn it back down." We drove down the highway with her telling me about her friend in LA and her dreams for finding work when she gets there. If you've ever driven from Vegas to LA, you know there really isn't anything to see so having a cute passenger riding shotgun made the miles pass quickly.

A little past twelve, we were nearing Victorville so it was time to pull over for the night. "We'll be stopping in about ten minutes." After parking the truck, I hopped out and walked once around the truck, mostly to stretch my legs. When I returned, I could see a dim light shining from the sleeper. Climbing inside, Dani was lying on her side with her legs stretched out. "I love that you've left your heels on for me!"

She smiled at my comment, "I do love my heels". Her hair was short and jet black with her bangs falling across her face. With Dani lying nude on the sheets, she confirmed my suspicions when I first saw her. Dani had flat little titties, a firm belly and a five-inch cock lying against her inner thigh. I pulled off my shirt and kicked off my driving shoes. "Now, are you going to let me repay you for my ride to LA?" I pulled open the snaps on my jeans and my six inch cock was already hard. I'd been thinking about this since I saw her in the truck stop.

I lay down and Dani got between my legs and pulled my jeans off me. She planted her lips on the head of my cock and began kissing her way around it. Her tongue darted across the crown causing me to jump each time she did. Her lips opened wide and they slid down over my cock. Relaxing her jaw, she took my six inches on the first try. I lay back and let her mouth take control of my cock. She pumped her mouth up and down my length as her nails raked my inner thighs. Without thinking about it, my fingers began to pinch my nipples and I clinched my toes to keep from cumming. I'm in my late fifties and I really have to pace myself as I don't reload as quickly as I did in my 20's!

The low light afforded me the opportunity to watch Dani suck my cock. I put my hands on her still wet black hair and forced her mouth down on my cock. When I felt her mouth fully engulfing my cock, I arched my back and shot my cum into her throat. She didn't even flinch as she continued to suck on me. When she knew she had drained me, Dani looked up and smiled with just a dribble of my cum on her lips. Her tongue licked it up as she smiled at me with her eyes. 

Dani woke me up early the next morning by taking my six-inch hard-on between her sexy lips. When she felt me stirring, she looked up at me and let my cock slip from her lips. "Good morning sleepy head! I thought you might need a wake-up call!" And then she lowered her lips back to my cock and took me all the way inside of her mouth. Needless to say, we got a little later start in the morning than I had planned. But Dani was worth the delay.



Big Ben



"Benji! Get your fuckin' ass in here," Mr. Boothe shouted from his office.

Mr. Booth was yelling for me again.

My name is Ben, short for Benjamin. Benjamin Carter. I'm 24 years old. I have blond hair and hazel eyes. I'm pretty short at only 5'7" and a little bit too skinny. I don't think I'm anything special to look at. I'm painfully shy and I'm not the most manly of guys, and being gay doesn't help, especially given my work environment.

I've worked at Ace's Trucking and Storage Company for the past five years. I started out as a shipping clerk on the dock, then got promoted to dispatcher two years ago. Because there was already a Big Ben and a Little Ben working here when I started, I got the unfortunate luck of being called Benji.

We have a huge storage warehouse that companies rent for overflow inventory. We have a group of drivers that make those transfers throughout the day, plus a handful of warehouse workers that drive pallet jacks and load and unload trucks. Most of our routes are local to the surrounding counties, but we do have the occasional long haul. As a dispatcher, I help plan the transfers and routes for the truck drivers.

One of the truckers that used to work here knew my dad. Dad was not the most supportive of me, to put it mildly. Unfortunately, he told my co-worker I was a 'fag'. It did not take long for it spread all over the company.

All of my co-workers ignore me for the most part. I don't mind it too much, since I have always been a loner.

Upon hearing Mr. Boothe yelling for me, the other dispatcher, Mona, looked at me and shrugged. Mona was a 40-something single lady who dressed like she was in her twenties. Not that she wasn't good looking. She had a nice figure and was pretty, but she gave off that cougar vibe. She was dating one of the young truckers, a guy in his late twenties.

I got up from my desk and walked into Mr. Boothe's office.

Mr. Boothe was a handsome man in his forties. I've always had a little bit on an attraction to older guys, and Mr. Booth was undeniably hot. He had hazel eyes, brown thinning hair with a goatee and moustache. He was built big, with a little bit of a pot belly. Unfortunately, his personality was so repulsive that it negated any hotness or attraction that I could have felt for him. He was mean and homophobic and he scared the crap out of me.

"Y-y-yes, sir?" I stammered as I stepped in front of his desk.

"You fucked up Chuck's route," he groused.

"I'm sorry, sir."

"Yeah, you're sorry. Now apologize. Christ, you are fucking worthless. Get the fuck out of my office!"

Mr. Boothe threw the route sheets at me. I picked them up and returned to my desk. I wiped the tears from my eyes and tried to figure out what I did wrong on Chuck's route.

I knew I wasn't the smartest guy, but I thought I did a good job. The manager before Mr. Boothe always told me I did a great job. He said I was the best dispatcher he knew and that I knew the business and the routes like the back of my hand. He was always kind and supportive. Unfortunately, he quit for a better job out of state and they promoted Boothe. Boothe was always so mean to me and I couldn't help but get nervous and flustered around him, which only made it worse.

I looked over the route papers and I found the mistake and corrected it in the computer system. It was a minor mistake and it only took him off route by a few miles. I don't think it deserved the treatment I got.

As lunch time came around, I picked up my brown lunchbag and the paperback book I was reading and walked to the break room.

"Don't let him get to you, Benji," Mona said as we walked down the hall. "But you know he's going through a divorce, so maybe cut him some slack."

'Yeah, sure. He doesn't cuss YOU out on a daily basis,' I thought.

I simply sighed. "I guess..."

Mona joined her boyfriend and the two of them sat next to each other and snuggled up together.

I sat at my customary table in the back corner, by myself. As always.

As I pulled out my peanut butter sandwich and slowly ate, a handful of drivers and warehouse guys came in for their lunch break. I listened to their loud conversations as I ate my sandwich. I was still a little hungry when I finished. Maybe I would get something from the machine. I looked in my wallet to see how much I had left for the week. Eight dollars. I decided to save my money. It was only Tuesday and I had to make it last until Friday.

I folded up my paper bag and put it in my back pocket to reuse. I picked up my book and started reading where I left off.

I was lost in my book when I heard the clunk of cowboy boots entering the room. I looked up to see Big Ben strutting in. He sat down by himself as usual and pulled out his lunch from a plastic grocery store bag and quickly dug in.

Even though Little Ben quit long ago, everyone still called him Big Ben, at least they did so behind his back. Ben's nickname was well deserved. He was indeed big. He was like an ogre. He was 6'6" tall and muscular, but not muscular like a body builder, but built big and thick and brawny. I'd guess he was in his early thirties. Ben was rugged and not what I would call handsome. Okay, he was downright ugly. He had big bullish neck, a squarish jaw and a crooked nose that must have been broken more than once. His bottom teeth were pretty crooked as well. He had a scar in his left eyebrow. He had dark auburn red hair cut into a 'high and tight' military fashion. He usually had a few days of beard growth because he didn't shave regularly. Ben also had a sweat problem when it was hot. The armpits of his shirts would always be stained with sweat and I could smell his BO when he'd come near. It was kind of gross, but I actually felt bad for him. He was quiet and kept to himself. He almost seemed shy. He always had a scowl on his ugly mug that made him look scary and unapproachable.

I always did his routes, so I would see him at my desk nearly every day. Unlike all of the other macho assholes that worked here, and despite his scowling appearance, he was actually kind of nice to me. The scowl would disappear when we made small talk at my desk and his voice would be quieter, though still deep and rumbling. I sometimes wondered if his gruff demeanor was an act to keep people away.

I glanced over at him and he was lost in thought, chewing his sub sandwich. I smiled to myself and tried not to giggle when I saw the blob of mustard on his chin. He was a messy eater. I returned to my book with a smile on my face.

***

A couple of days later, Mr. Boothe asked me to work late. I didn't have anything better to do, other than sit in my cold apartment alone. And I sure could use the overtime.

Everyone had gone by 5:00 and I was sitting at my desk working on new customer data when Mr. Boothe yelled for me to get him a cup of coffee. I went to the break room and grabbed a styrofoam cup. The coffee seemed really old, so I dumped it and made a new pot.

I brought the cup to Mr. Boothe and set it on his desk. Mr. Boothe had pulled off his tie and unbuttoned a couple of his shirt buttons. The thick brown hair on his chest was on display and I couldn't help but look.

It reminded me of the only guy I had ever gone all the way with, Dan. Dan was one of Dad's poker buddies. He seduced me and became my first (and only) lover. I believed him when he said he cared about me. After several months, I discovered that I was not his only 'boy toy' as he called me. When I confronted him, I was in tears. He laughed at me. He was cruel and selfish. I was devastated and vowed never to see him ever again.

"What the fuck took you so long?" Mr. Boothe snapped, waking me from my day dream.

"S-s-sorry," I stammered. "I had to make a fresh pot."

"I don't fuckin' care. Quit making excuses. You're as bad as my god damned soon-to-be ex-wife."

"I'm doing the best that I can, Mr. Boothe," I whimpered.

Mr. Boothe stood up and slapped me across the face. I gasped and stepped back in shock, tears falling from my face.

"Don't back talk me, boy. You're gonna start crying now? Fucking faggot."

"I-I-I... I'm trying. Honest."

"I am so fucking sick of you. You can't fucking do anything right. But I'll bet you know how to suck cock, don't you? Yeah. You're gonna suck my cock right now, bitch."

Mr. Boothe grabbed the back of my hair and pulled. I yelped in pain, trying to grab at his arm. He yanked me down to my knees, holding me in place while he undid his pants with the other hand.

"Mr. Boothe, please," I begged and cried. "You're hurting me!"

He pulled out his hard dick. He was about 5 inches long and pretty thick. I gasped and tried to back away.

"No, I don't want to!" I cried.

"You'll fucking do it if you want to keep your job," he spat.

An evil grin spread across his face and he added in quiet menacing voice, "And don't even think of telling anyone. No one will believe you if you try to tell."

He gripped my head tight and rubbed his dripping cock all over my face. I tried to pull away, but he tightened his grip on my hair and I cried out. He shoved his cock into my mouth and grabbed my head with both of his hands and mercilessly pumped in and out of my mouth.

"Suck it, bitch!"

Tears ran down my cheeks as I did as he asked. I steadied myself with my hands on his thighs and I sucked him. A few minutes later he was grunting and groaning.

"I'm gonna fucking come in your mouth, cocksucker! Ah, fuck!"

He grabbed my head and held tight as he spurt a huge load of come into my mouth. I choked and had no choice but to swallow it, though some of it dripped down onto my chin.

When he finished, he roughly pushed me away, knocking me flat onto my back. He looked down at me with a smirk as he put himself away and zipped up his pants.

"Well, at least now I know you're actually good at something. But I don't think I can put that on your performance review," he chuckled. "Now get the fuck out of here."

I choked back a sob and got up and ran out of the office to the bathroom. I washed my face and then grabbed my jacket and hurried down to the bus stop. It was a cold spring day in April and it was raining of course. I stood in the cold rain, huddling my arms around myself. At least with the rain pouring down on my head, it would disguise the tears that poured from my eyes.

When the bus arrived at my stop, I quickly walked down the block to my tiny apartment. I lived in the old downtown area. My apartment was one of the two small apartments above an old Italian deli. The deli owner was also my landlord. He didn't seem to like me very much. Or maybe he was just crabby. I don't know. I didn't care. It was about the only place I could afford on what I made at work and it was close to the bus route.

***

If I was scared and nervous around Mr. Boothe before, I was absolutely terrified of him now. I would scurry out of his way when he came near. When he spoke, I would practically jump out of my skin.

I kept to myself even more after that, not wanting to draw any attention to myself.

He seemed to be ignoring me for the most part, and I was glad for that. He would still yell and berate me daily, but he didn't make any physical moves towards me.

Until about a week later. He had been on the phone all morning arguing loudly with his wife and lawyers about the divorce.

Towards the end of the day, I got a call for an emergency inventory transfer. I printed out the pack list and the order and headed back to the trucker's lounge. I was happy to get the break and get up from my desk and walk around.

I stepped into the lounge and gave the paperwork to one of the truckers.

I was explaining to him that it needed to go to their warehouse before the end of the day, when Mr. Boothe stomped in. He glared at me. "Benji! My office. Now!"

The truckers started snickering. I saw the hungry look in Mr. Boothe's eyes and I started shaking. He stormed over to me and grabbed me by the arm and jerked me and pushed me towards the door.

"I said fucking now," he grumbled.

I caught Big Ben's eyes as I hurried past. He furrowed his brow and frowned and I quickly looked away.

Mr. Boothe shut the door to his office and locked it after pushing me inside. I backed away from him into the corner. He walked up to me, unzipping his pants. He grabbed my shoulders and squeezed hard, pushing me to my knees.

"On your knees, bitch," he husked. "You know what to do."

I hesitated and he lifted his hand like he was going to hit me.

"Open your fucking mouth!" he growled through closed teeth.

I closed my eyes and opened my mouth as he shoved his hard cock into me. I wanted to get it over with as quick as possible, so I sucked hard and started moving my head. He grabbed my head and quietly grunted as he held my head tight and fucked my mouth until he came. Only after I swallowed did he let go.

"Get the fuck out," he said as he stepped back and put himself away.

I scrambled to my feet and wiped my mouth with my sleeve and ran to the door. I tried to open the door, but it wouldn't turn or open.

"It's fucking locked," Mr. Boothe grumbled. "Jesus Christ, are you fucking retarded?"

I unlocked the door and hurried to the bathroom and shut myself into a stall and quietly sobbed. After I got myself under control, I rinsed my face in the sink. My eyes were bloodshot and my cheeks were red and I looked awful. I dried my face with a paper towel, then blew my nose. As I pushed open the door to the bathroom, I bumped into Ben.

He grabbed my arm with his meaty paw and I flinched. I couldn't look him in the face.

"You okay?" he asked quietly. "What's wrong?"

"I'm fine," I replied hoarsely and hurried back to my desk.

I sat at my desk on the verge of tears for the rest of the day. I kept my eye on the clock praying for 4:30 to come around so that I could go home and crawl into bed.

***

The next Monday at lunch, I sat quietly at my table in the back. It was just after payday, so over the weekend I was able to buy some bologna and cheese slices, as well as a bunch of bananas.

I slowly ate my sandwich, while praying that Mr. Boothe would leave me alone for the rest of the day. I heard him arguing with his wife on the phone about the divorce and I knew he would be in a really grumpy mood. The thought of him wanting me to... service... him again brought tears to my eyes.

I looked up and saw Ben watching me as he ate what looked to be leftover stew out of a tupperware container. I looked down at my sandwich and finished the last bite. I peeled back the banana and was eating it when I heard from the next table.

"Carl. Check out Benji," Chuck laughed.

"Hey, Benji," Carl shouted. "When you're done going down on that banana, I got something bigger here for ya."

Carl grabbed his crotch and squeezed it a couple times. Carl, Chuck and all of the other truckers started laughing at me. My lower lip quivered and I tried to hold in the tears. I hated that I was such a wimp, that I let him get to me like that.

I heard a chair push back and looked up to see Ben walk over to Carl and punch him across the jaw, knocking Carl onto the floor.

Carl looked up at him, rubbing his jaw. "What the fuck, man!"

Ben stood over him and growled, "Pick on someone your own size, or better yet, just keep your fucking mouth shut."

Everyone stared with jaws dropped to the floor. Ben calmly turned around and sat back down at his table. Carl got up and looked around. No one made a move to back him up or help him. They just stared at him. He spat blood on the floor, wiped his chin, then stormed out of the break room.

I looked over at Ben and gave him a shy smile. He gave me a shy smile back, then returned to eating his lunch.

I watched him for another moment. When he had smiled at me just now, he wasn't so bad looking. I don't recall ever seeing him actually smile before. I also noticed for the first time that his eyes were a bright green. His eyes cut over at me and he caught me looking. I blushed and looked down.

That afternoon, he came by my desk to get his next assignment. Ben was one of the very few truckers that did our occasional long hauls.

I gave Ben his paperwork and smiled at him. "Thanks, Ben... For what you did earlier."

I received a shock when he actually smiled back at me.

"You're welcome, Benji," he said. "If any of these guys gives you trouble, you let me know."

Yes, he wasn't so bad looking when he smiled. I watched him walk down the hall away from my desk, his cowboy boots clunking loudly on the floor. He had a nice bubble butt in his tight jeans. As he turned the corner, I saw his head turning back towards me and I quickly looked away before he could catch me.

***

Ben wouldn't be back in the office until Friday afternoon and I was a little bit worried that Carl would try to get back at me at lunch time. Luckily, no one bothered me the rest of the week. They ignored me like usual.

As 4:30 approached Friday afternoon, I was getting ready to go home, when Mr. Boothe walked up to my desk. "You're working late tonight," he growled quietly.

"P-p-please, Mr. Boothe... I don't--"

He cut me off with an angry finger in my face, then turned around and walked back into his office.

I sat at my desk shaking in fear. I wanted to get up and run out, but I needed my job. I knew I wouldn't be able to find anything that paid as well, not without a college degree. I was barely getting by as it was. I thought about telling someone what he did to me, but I didn't want everyone to know. The thought of the police and an investigation made me physically sick to my stomach.

By 4:45, everyone was gone home for the weekend.

"Get in here, boy!" Boothe yelled from his office.

I walked into the office and he told me to shut the door and lock it. I stood at the door shaking on the verge of bursting into tears.

"Get over here," he demanded.

I reluctantly walked over to his desk. When he stood up, his pants were already undone and his hard-on was already out. There was a straight porn mag on the desk flipped open to a buff guy fucking a girl up the butt. He opened one of the desk drawers and pulled out a tube of KY and a condom. I gasped and looked at him with pure terror on my face.

I shook my head, "No, please, Mr. Boothe."

He grabbed my arm and pulled me behind his desk.

"No, I won't do it!"

He hauled back and slapped me hard across the face so hard it stunned me. He slapped me again, then bent me over the desk. Papers spilled all over the floor as he yanked my pants down and exposed my butt to him.

"No, please, I'll suck it for you. I promise I'll do it good," I quietly begged with tears running down my face.

"Shut the fuck up, you little faggot. I need to fuck. This is the only thing you're good for and you're gonna give it up if you wanna keep your job."

Mr. Boothe tore open the condom wrapper, then smeared the cold jelly onto my butt crack and I started sobbing.

"Yeah, boy, I like to hear you cry and beg."

"No, please don't do this."

I tried to struggle and get away from him, but he held me down with one hand while I heard the other slicking up his hard cock with the jelly.

"No!" I cried out. I tried to reach back and hit or kick him, but I couldn't make contact. He yanked my hair and pulled my head back towards him. He smacked my face, then the back of my head.

With a grunt, he shoved his dick all the way into me. I screamed in pain. He grabbed a rag from his desk and shoved it into my mouth. I wailed and sobbed into the rag as he ravaged my ass.

"You're so fucking tight," he grunted. "You're gonna make me come."

Fortunately, he didn't last very long. He suddenly pulled out and pushed me to the floor onto my knees. He pulled the condom off and tossed it aside. He gripped the hair on the top of my head with his left hand as his right hand flew up and down his slickened shaft. With a loud roar, he jerked my head back and shoved his bone into my mouth as he exploded. I coughed and gagged as the first blast hit the back of my throat.




Big Ben



When he finished, he shoved me away, knocking me to the floor.

"You've got a good ass," he said as he stuffed his slimy cock into his pants and zipped up. "I'm gonna have to keep you around. Make you my bitch."

He bent down and put his mouth to my ear, while tightening his hand around my neck. "You tell anyone about this, I'll kill you. Now get the fuck out of here."

I struggled to stand up and pull my pants up. Tears fell unchecked from my eyes and I whimpered in pain. I hurried to the door as fast as I could and unlocked it. I sobbed as I ran towards the bathroom. As I turned the corner, I ran smack into Ben. I gasped in surprise and tried to get around him. He gripped my shoulders tightly, holding me in place and looked at me with concern.

"Benji? What's wrong? What happened?"

"Nothing! Please, let me go."

"You're crying. Your face... Did someone hit you? Your face is all red."

He wiped his hand across my chin and pulled his hand back. I gasped in horror when I saw he had semen all over his hand. His eyes widened and his jaw dropped and he quickly wiped his hand on his jeans.

Mr. Boothe shouted from down the hall, "Benji! Before you take your faggot ass home, clean this fucking mess you made in my office."

Ben looked at me and I knew instantly that he realized that I had had sex with Mr. Boothe. I wanted to crawl into a hole and die.

My eyes widened and I shook my head violently and grabbed a fist full of his shirt sleeve. "Oh god, oh no. Ben, please. Please, don't tell anyone. I can't lose my job!"

Ben's eyes darkened with rage and his chest heaved. "Did he r..."

Ben let out a deep breath. "Get your coat and wait outside," he said firmly.

He stormed past me and I ran and got my coat and hurried outside. I saw my bus turn the corner and I ran as fast as I could to get to the bus stop before it arrived.

Once I got home, I went right to the bathroom and pulled all of my clothes off and climbed into the shower as hot as I could stand it. I curled up in the corner and cried until the water ran cold.

As I got ready for bed, I decided that I would have to find another job. I just couldn't work there anymore with Mr. Boothe.

***

When I got to work Monday morning just before 7:00, Mr. Boothe wasn't in yet. I sat down at my desk and put my lunch in my drawer. I booted up my computer and tapped my foot nervously.

I opened my email and responded to a couple of customer inquiries. I looked up when I heard Mr. Booth unlocking his office door. He looked like hell. He had a black eye, a bandaged cheek, a split lip as well as a nasal splint over his obviously broken and swollen nose.

He made eye contact with me, then quickly looked away and disappeared into his office, shutting the door behind him.

I had just printed out my routes and manifests for the morning when I heard the clunk of cowboy boots behind me. I swiveled around in my chair to see Ben walking down the hall towards my cubicle.

"You okay?" he asked quietly. "Where did you go Friday night?"

"I'm okay. My bus was coming, so I went home."

"Oh. Well, I was... um... worried you were... uh... hurt," he said as he looked down at his feet.

"I just saw Mr. Boothe. He looked... hurt."

"He won't be bothering you again. If he does, you come tell me right away. I'll take care of it."

My eyes filled with tears and I smiled at him warmly. "Thank you, Ben," I whispered.

He looked uncomfortable and nervous. He gave me a shy smile and cleared his throat and nodded. I gave him his paperwork and he left.

Mr. Boothe completely ignored me all morning. In fact, he didn't come out of his office at all. It was the calmest, most productive day I've had at work in a really long time.

At lunch time, I went to the break room with my brown bag and book and sat down at my table. I pulled out an apple and a cheese sandwich. Well, if you can call those orange squares that come individually wrapped 'cheese'.

As I ate my lunch, I could hear people quietly gossiping about Mr. Boothe and what they thought happened to him. No one seemed to really know what happened and I was thankful for that. I would die if anyone found out.

I was about halfway through my sandwich when I heard the clopping of cowboy boots. I knew before I looked up that it was Ben. He sat down alone at his usual table and pulled a big homemade sub sandwich out of his plastic grocery bag.

I returned to my own lunch, popping the last of the cheese sandwich into my mouth, when I heard a rustling noise in front of me. I looked up to see Ben setting his stuff down at my table across from me. He pulled a plastic knife out of his bag and cut his huge sub sandwich in half. He cut one of those in half and set it on a napkin in front of me. I looked at him questioningly. He licked his fingers, then got up and went to the soda machine and got two Cokes and returned to the table. He sat down and put one of the cans in front of me and popped the other one and took a drink.

He took a big bite of his sandwich and looked at me. "Eat up," he said while chewing with his mouth full.

I smiled at him and picked up the sandwich he had given me and took a bite. It was piled high with a lot of meat and it was really good. It was the nicest thing anyone had done for me in a really long time and it made me feel good. I took a deep breath and took another bite. I looked up at him and started grinning really big. He had mustard and mayo in the cleft of his chin. I giggled softly and pointed to my chin. He looked at me confused for a second, then wiped his chin with his fingers. He looked at the white and yellow mess, then licked his fingers clean and grinned back at me and laughed lightly.

I looked at Ben in a whole new light. Big Ben wasn't so ugly when he smiled and laughed. In fact, he was quite handsome to me. When he laughed, his face softened. And those little imperfections gave his face character.

I took the opportunity to look over the rest of him. He was wearing a flannel button-down shirt, the top three buttons were undone and he wore a white 'wife-beater' tank top undershirt underneath. I could see curly auburn hair spilling out over the top of his tank top and I wondered what it would feel like to touch it.

I was feeling attracted to Ben, both emotionally and physically. He was nice to me when no one else cared. He stood up for me and I felt safe around him.

I opened the Coke he bought me and took a drink. It had been a while since I had a soda and it was really sweet, but bubbly and good. I took another drink and gave Ben a little smile.

I finished up my little piece of his sub as he was finishing his.

"Thank you," I said quietly. "That was really nice of you."

"You're welcome. You eat like a bird. I don't know how you can survive."

"Well, I'm not quite as big as you," I said with a smile and that made him laugh, which made me feel really good.

I looked at the clock and reluctantly had to go back to work. I told Ben thanks again and took care of my trash. I gave him a shy wave and smile as I left.

Sitting at my desk, I had a big grin on my face the rest of the work day.

***

Ben and I ate lunch together on Tuesday and Wednesday as well. Both days, he gave me a little piece of what he was eating. By Wednesday, we were talking more during lunch and opening up more to each other. By now I was absolutely sure that he was gay and I was pretty sure that he was attracted to me, but I quickly realized that he was almost as shy as I was.

Wednesday afternoon, he had to go on a long haul. I thought about sending Carl instead, but I realized that wouldn't be right since we had a system of how they were assigned and Ben wouldn't get paid his differential.

Friday at lunch, I was wishing I had sent Carl. I was minding my own business eating my lunch at my table as usual. I got tied up and went to lunch a little later than normal. The room started clear out about halfway through my break. Carl walked up to my table and stood in front of me. I looked up at him and he sneered at me.

"Where's your boyfriend?" he asked, mocking me in a sing-song manner.

"He's not my boyfriend," I mumbled.

"What? You just suck his cock for protection then?" he laughed.

I swallowed nervously and tried to ignore him, but he wouldn't go away.

"We're just friends," I said quietly.

He groped his crotch and I could see the outline of his semi-hard penis in his navy work pants.

He lowered his voice. "Oh yeah? Why don't ya give me a nice sloppy blow job... I'll protect ya," he said before adding chuckle.

I glared at him and tried to sound tough. "Leave me alone. Or I'll tell Ben and he'll kick your ass. Again."

He just scoffed. "Pussy."

He sneered at me and left the break room. I let out a deep breath, hoping that my threat would keep him away from me.

***

I was sitting at my desk Monday morning when I heard Ben's boots coming up the hall. I turned around to see him and I gave him a smile and he smiled back at me.

"Hey," he said quietly. He put his hands in his pockets and shifted from side to side.

"Hi," I said with a smile.

"How was your weekend?" he asked.

"It was okay. I didn't really do anything special. How 'bout you?"

Ben shrugged. "Got home yesterday. Visited my mom. Did laundry."

I gave Ben his paperwork for the day.

"See ya later," he said.

"Bye."

I watched him walk down the hall, noticing again how nicely his butt filled his blue jeans. As he turned the corner, he caught me looking and I blushed and quickly looked away.

I was a couple minutes behind leaving my desk to go to lunch. When I walked into the break-room with my brown bag, I was overjoyed to see that Ben was already sitting at my table.

"Hi, Ben," I said as I sat down.

I pulled out my bologna and cheese sandwich and took a bite.

"You always eat the same thing," Ben said with a frown. "And not much of it. Here, I made this for dinner last night."

He pushed a small plastic container in front of me and gave me a plastic fork. I popped the top and steam escaped. There was a piece of homemade lasagna in it that he had warmed up in the microwave. He opened a much larger container for himself and dug in. I realized that he had brought the second small container just for me.

I was practically drooling as I took the first bite. "Oh my god, this is really super good. You made this?"

Ben shrugged. "Yeah. I like to cook when I get a chance."

I took another bite. "Mmm."

I looked up to see him watching me enjoy his lunch and he had a big smile on his face. I returned his smile with one of my own.

I asked him about the lasagna and he told me how he made it. It was his grandma's recipe.

We talked about his haul and he told me how screwed up and disorganized they were when he arrived. I apologized, but he said it wasn't my fault. All of my paperwork was perfect.

As he was talking, I stared into his bright emerald green eyes. He stopped talking and furrowed his brow at me. I realized that I was gawking at him and I got flustered and stammered and looked down at my mostly uneaten bologna sandwich. I picked at it and ripped a piece off and ate it.

By then it was time to get back to work, so I told him I'd see him later and walked back to my desk.

When 4:30 came around, I shut down my computer and turned off my cubicle lights. As I stood up, Mr. Boothe walked out of his office. He saw me and cleared his throat and hurried past me, going out of his way to not look at me.

I stopped by the bathroom and then walked outside to catch the bus. Ben was standing outside the door with his hands in his jeans pockets, wearing a worn black leather jacket.

"Hey," he said.

"Hi," I said, completely but pleasantly surprised.

"You, um, maybe wanna go... I don't know, I was thinking that, uh, you might wanna go get some dinner?"

He looked really nervous, biting on his lower lip. Oh my god. He was asking me out on a date. I really, really wanted to go out with Ben, but I was trying to think of how much money I had left for the week.

"Um..."

He cleared his throat. "Oh. Never mind. Forget I said anything."

He thought my hesitation meant that I was rejecting him.

"No," I quickly said. "Ben, I want to, but um..."

I let out a small breath and pulled my wallet out of my pocket and fingered through my cash. I had $24 dollars.

"As long as it's not too expensive," I said as I put my wallet back in my pocket.

"Sure. I'm not picky," he said as he patted his stomach. "Can you drive? I rode the bike today."

He rode a bike to work? He nodded towards the parking lot and I saw a Harley parked by the building. Duh. Of course he meant a motorcycle and not a bicycle. I felt like an idiot for that, but that wasn't as bad as having to admit that I took the bus.

"Um... I don't have a car. I, uh, take the bus to work."

"Oh. Well, then I guess you'll have to ride with me. Come on. You ever rode on a bike before?"

I shook my head. He could tell that I was really nervous about it and he gave me the basics and put the spare helmet on my head. He helped me get on the bike and then instructed me to wrap my arms tight around him. He drove around the parking lot slowly so that I could get used to it, then we took off. The best part about the ride was that I got to put my arms around him and hold him. I held him tightly and leaned in close against his big, strong back.

We went to a hole in the wall burger place that he liked. It was really good. The burgers were huge and they gave you lots of fries. I just got a simple cheeseburger. Ben got a steakhouse burger that had bacon, mushrooms, onions and steak sauce on it. He managed to get steak sauce all over his face as well as mushrooms and sauce on his shirt. I couldn't eat all of mine, but Ben cleaned his plate and finished off my fries. We made nervous small talk throughout dinner. After we finished eating, we sat together and our nerves calmed and we just talked for quite a while.

When the bill came, he grabbed it and gave the waiter the money. I protested, but he told me to put my money away. I was really embarrassed, but I thanked him.

Afterward, he wanted to drive me home. I told him that it was out of the way and I didn't want to trouble him any more tonight. He wouldn't hear of it. He pulled up in front of the deli and he was surprised. He said he goes to the deli every couple weeks and that it was really good. I admitted that I had never eaten there.

I reluctantly let him go and got off the bike. He took the helmet from me and stowed it away.

I stood there like a dork with my hands in my pockets, fidgeting nervously. "Do you want to come up and see the apartment? I mean, there's not much to see, but, um..."

Oh my god. I sounded like a desperate loser. I opened my mouth to backtrack when he shut off the bike and climbed off and stepped onto the sidewalk. I gave him a nervous smile and he followed me. I unlocked the door and we climbed up the stairs. I unlocked the apartment and let him inside, shutting the door after him.

I took off my jacket and laid it on the arm of the couch. He took his off and did the same.

"So... this is the living room," I said as we stood in the middle of the small room.

"My kitchen is over there." I pointed to the wall with the small kitchenette.

"The bathroom is right here."

"Can I?" he asked and I nodded. He went inside the bathroom and shut the door. I could hear his loud stream hitting the water in the toilet. It sounded like he had a fire hose in his pants. I heard him flush and wash his hands. He opened the door and I pointed to the bedroom. He peeked his head in and looked at the small room with a twin bed, nightstand and chest of drawers.

"It's cute," he said with a nod as he looked around the apartment.

"You mean tiny?"

"Well... Yeah, I guess. My big ass sure wouldn't fit in a place like this."

I giggled and he started laughing.

"I should get going," he said.

"Already? I mean... You can stay a while... if you want."

"Nah, I should be getting home. I have a dog... and he hasn't eaten..."

"Okay," I said and tried to smile and not look disappointed. I walked him to the door. "I had fun tonight, Ben. Thanks for dinner."

"Anytime. I had fun, too."

I stood there as he put on his jacket. I wanted him to kiss me so bad, but I didn't know how to ask.

"See ya tomorrow at work," he said.

He turned the doorknob and opened the door. I let out a tiny whimper of disappointment and my eyes filled with tears as I realized that he didn't like me like I thought. I looked down at my feet as he walked through the door, wondering what I had done wrong to turn him off, wondering if he thought I was disgusting because of what Mr. Boothe did to me.

I reached to bolt the lock shut when the door suddenly re-opened.

Ben pushed into the apartment and grabbed me by the shoulders and kissed me. I whimpered and put my hands on his sides and melted into his arms.

His kiss was gentle, but insistent. His kiss turned opened mouthed, then harder and more passionate. His tongue flicked against my lips and a shock ran though my body and I shuddered and parted my lips to let him in. Our tongues intertwined, his pushing and dominating mine. He pulled away and gave me three light kisses on my lips.

I sighed softly and opened my eyes and looked up at him.

"I'd better go," he whispered. "My dog is probably starving to death."

He bent down and kissed me once more. I wrapped my arms around his broad back and hugged him.

"Thank you for a great night, Ben."

"No. Thank you, Benji."

I pulled away from Ben and stepped back. He gave me a big smile as he opened the door and left.

When I went to bed that night, I had pleasant dreams about riding on his motorcycle, touching him and kissing him. I slept better than I had in a really long time.

***

I ate lunch with Ben every day that week. Every day he shared part of his lunch with me. Then I had dinner with him every night and he insisted on paying. When dropping me off at my apartment, he would kiss me before leaving, but made no attempt to go further. By the end of the week, I wanted him so bad I couldn't stand it.

I followed him out to the parking lot on Friday and we climbed into his old beat up pickup truck. He suggested we grab a pizza and head to my place and I readily agreed. One of his favorite pizza joints was in the old downtown area, not far from my place. He called in the order and we picked it up. He stopped at a convenience store and bought a six pack of beer and then headed to my apartment.

Once we got in, I kicked off my shoes at the door. He pulled off his boots and set them next to my shoes. I grabbed some paper plates and napkins and we went right for the couch. Since I didn't have a table, we just sat the pizza box on the coffee table and kicked back on the couch.

"Iss good, uh?" he asked with a mouth full of food.

I nodded. "It's really great. You know, I can't remember when I last had pizza."

He furrowed his brow and looked at me sadly for a second, and then smiled. "We can have it whenever you want."

He always made a mess when he ate and it wasn't long before he had a big dollop of sauce on his chin. I don't know what possessed me, but I reached over with my finger and wiped it off with a giggle, then licked my finger. He laughed at me and leaned in and gave me a quick kiss.

I only ate two pieces of the large pie and he finished the rest off.

After eating, we sat on the couch and quietly talked. We slowly moved closer and closer. I looked into his green eyes and sighed softly. He bent down and kissed me tenderly, then more and more sensual and passionate. He leaned into me, and gently pushed me down onto my back. I wrapped my arms around him as we french kissed.

He was twice as big as me. He must have weighed nearly two hundred pounds more than me, in addition to being 10 inches taller than me. He was careful not to rest all of his weight on me, but I loved the feel of his huge, powerful body on top of me. I was already fully erect in my khakis and I could feel a large hard lump in his jeans pressing into me.




Big Ben



As we kissed, his hand slipped up under my shirt and he rubbed all over my chest, stomach and sides. His hands were rough from years of hard work, but his touch was surprisingly gentle. He ran his thumbs over my nipples and they stiffened into hard little peaks. My body shuddered under his touch and I whimpered softly.

He moved down to my neck and began kissing and sucking and I nearly came undone. I moaned quietly as shivers ran up and down my spine.

"Umh... Ben..."

He pulled away from me and looked down at me. His green eyes glistened and twinkled.

"Benji, you're so beautiful," he whispered as he tenderly stroked my cheek. "I know I'm not a catch," he said. "And not that great to look at... but if you give me a chance, I can make you happy, Benji. I promise. I'll take care of you."

"Ben, you're a great catch. You're the nicest, most generous and caring man I've ever met. And I think you're so sexy. And when you smile or laugh, you're so handsome. I see how beautiful you are inside and outside."

I reached up and ran my hand over the back of his head to his face. He kissed my fingers and when he looked at me, I saw tears in his eyes.

"Do you want to go to my bedroom?" I whispered.

He got up and pulled me off the couch and took my hand and we walked into my bedroom. I turned on the lamp on the dresser and turned around and looked up at him. He leaned down and kissed me. I reached between us and slowly unbuttoned his shirt. He lifted my shirt over my head and let it drop onto the floor.

I pushed his shirt off his shoulders and let it fall behind him. I grabbed his tank and pulled it out of his waistband and pulled it up. He took over when I couldn't reach and dropped it behind him.

"Oh, wow. You're so big and hairy," I said. I tentatively reached out and touched his chest. His broad muscular chest was covered in dark auburn fur. It was soft to the touch and it tickled the nerves in my fingers sending shivers up and down my spine. His right arm had a large tattoo of the Marines emblem and I ran my fingers over it.

He groaned as he ran his hands over my body. "You're so smooth, baby."

He frowned when he ran his hands over my rib cage. "You don't get enough to eat."

I blushed in embarrassment and dropped my head. He lifted my chin with his finger. "I'm gonna take care of you. You won't ever go to bed hungry again."

I buried my face in his chest and hugged him tight, squeezing my eyes shut to keep from crying. He held me and peppered my head with light kisses. I looked up at him and he kissed me hungrily and his hands moved to my belt. He quickly undid my pants and let them drop to the floor. I stepped out of them and kicked them behind me. I tried not to feel self-conscious standing in front of him dressed only in my maroon-colored Fruit of the Loom briefs and socks.

As he kissed all along my neck, I reached for his leather belt and unbuckled it and then unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans. They were a little snug and I gave them a tug down so that they fell around his ankles. I looked down and did a double take when I saw the size of the bulging tent in his boxer shorts.

I marveled at his big body. He was built like a tank. I ran my hands over his belly. It was soft and round and covered in hair. Underneath that soft layer, I could feel hard muscles.

I turned the blankets and sheet down and crawled onto the bed. I pulled off my socks and tossed them onto the floor. My bed was only a twin size and his 6'6", 300 pound body filled up most of it as he moved in next to me and cuddled up close.

We kissed passionately as we ran our hands all over each other. I could feel his hard sex pressing into my thigh.

Ben moved down to my neck. His beard stubble tickled my sensitive skin erotically while he gently sucked and nipped with his teeth. His hand moved down to my butt. He squeezed and kneaded my butt cheeks, pulling me closer to him, his hips ever so slightly grinding into my leg.

"Oh, Benji," he whispered. "You feel so good, baby..."

"I like it when you call me 'baby'," I said with a sheepish smile.

He grinned widely and chuckled. "You're so damn cute."

Ben slipped his hand under my briefs and kneaded my bare butt cheeks, causing me to shudder from his touch. He bent down and pulled my briefs off and tossed them onto the floor. I reached down to pull the blankets up to cover myself, but Ben pulled them from my hands and threw them back. He gently pushed me onto my back and laid on his side looking at me. My cheeks burned bright red from his intense scrutiny of every inch of my naked body.

"You're so fuckin' beautiful, baby. And you're all mine."

"Yes, Ben."

He reached down between my legs and cupped my nuts and fondled them lightly. His fingers lightly touched up and down my penis. It looked small next to his big meaty hand. The slender shaft stood out at a slight angle away from my body, nearly six inches in length. The head was bright red and a trail of pre-come had leaked out and dripped to my skin. A curly nest of fine blond hairs adorned the base of my circumcised dick. I ached for him to touch me. When Ben wrapped his thumb and first three fingers around the shaft and began lightly stroking up and down, my back arched and I let out a series of whimpers.

"Oh, Ben..."

Ben moved his head down to my chest and flicked his tongue over my erect nipple. I gripped the sheets and tried to concentrate on not coming too quickly. Ben kept stroking slowly and my breathing was becoming more and more shallow. Ben kissed down my chest to my stomach.

"Ben... It feels so good," I whispered. "I'm getting close..."

Ben growled and kissed further down. I threw my head back against the pillow and gripped the sheets with my right hand. My left hand moved up his back to his shoulder and I gripped it tightly. I squeezed my eyes shut and panted. He stopped stroking me and slid his hand down to cup my balls. As he gently played with them, a warm wetness engulfed my dick. On feeling the gentle suction and the sliding up and down I gasped.

"Ben, I'm gonna come! Oh god... Ben!"

Ben moaned and kept bobbing up and down my shaft, his tongue flicking around the head. My body bucked and convulsed and I exploded. My vision went white as my eyes rolled back and explosions of color danced in my head. I came harder than I ever had in my entire life and Ben just kept sucking. I moaned when I felt him swallowing. It was the first orgasm given to me by another person.

When Ben moved up next to me, I was still panting and trembling.

I looked up at him and tried to speak, but I couldn't form the words. Instead I just looked into his eyes and tried to let him know how I felt without words.

"Good, baby?" he asked with a smirking grin.

I nodded. "Yeah," I breathed.

I rolled onto my side and reached down to his boxer shorts and tried to pull them down. He put his hand on top of mine.

"You don't have to," he said quietly.

I looked at him confused. "I want to, Ben. Please."

He nodded and lifted up so that I could pull his boxers off. I gasped out loud when I saw him for the first time.

The thick, long column of flesh jutted out from a dense patch of dark auburn curls. It was huge. Nearly 10 inches. Thick. Uncut. The thick, loose foreskin was skinned back exposing the large swollen head. A couple of veins ran down the length of the cylindrical shaft. His lightly furry sac held two large testicles and hung low between his meaty thighs.

"You're so big, Ben."

My hand was shaking as I reached for him. I wrapped my hand around it, unable to touch my thumb with my fingers. It was warm and silky soft, but hard as steel at the same time. I slowly stroked it up and down, producing a loud groan from my Ben. The foreskin allowed my hand to glide easily. I watched in fascination as the skin covered and then uncovered the head with each stroke.

A strong, musky scent hit my nose and I inhaled to get a better smell. A drop of pre-come oozed out of the slit at the tip of the head as I stroked him. I bent down and licked the glistening head, lapping at the pre-come. Ben drew in a sharp breath. I looked up at him and he stared down at me, pleading me with his eyes.

"You don't have to," he whispered again, even though his eyes begged otherwise.

I scooted down and held onto the base with my right hand and took him into my mouth.

"Oh god, baby," he groaned.

I had to open wide and could only get about four inches in. I applied gentle suction as I bobbed up and down on what I could. I released him from my mouth. I ran my tongue from top to bottom, kissing and licking, getting him nice and wet. I sucked him back into my mouth and resumed my head motions. I pumped my hand up and down in a steady rhythm with my head. I gave my hand a little twist as I stroked him.

"You're so fucking good," he whispered. "Oh, don't stop, baby... Yeah, just like that..."

I moaned around his shaft, encouraged by his words. I paused for a split second when I felt his hands move to my head. When he didn't push, I resumed my motions. I wanted to give him the best blow job he ever had. I knew I couldn't deep throat him, but I hoped I made up for it with enthusiasm. I could taste the pre-come leaking from his slit and I swirled my tongue around the head with each upstroke.

"Oh, fuck, Benji. You're the best I ever had, baby. Oh god, you're gonna make me shoot. So close... Don't stop, Benji..."

I sped up slightly and sucked just a little bit harder.

"Baby, I'm gonna come in your mouth!"

I shuddered at the thought. His dick stiffened even more and a rush of sweet fluid trickled into my mouth. I thought maybe he had come, until his body stiffened and he cried out. "FUCK!"

I moaned as I felt the first blast hit the roof of my mouth hard. I slowed my bobbing and kept stroking as his body jerked and spasmed. With a loud series of grunts, he emptied a gallon of come into my mouth. I didn't think he'd ever stop coming. I swallowed over and over as my mouth filled up with his thick cream. I let the last mouthful linger on my tongue for a second before swallowing.

His chest was heaving as he panted. I let him slip from my mouth as he started to slowly soften. I gave him a couple more strokes, gliding the foreskin back over the head. I looked up at him and he had his arm over his eyes. His mouth hung open and he was lightly panting. I laid next to him and kissed his chest.

He groaned and shifted his position. He opened his eyes halfway and gave me a big goofy grin. I softly giggled and grinned back.

"I feel like the luckiest guy in the world," he said as he cupped my cheek. He ran his thumb over my lower lip and I gave it a little kiss. "You are fucking incredible."

I blushed in embarrassment at his compliments and buried my face in his hairy chest. I wrapped my arms around him and held on tight, never wanting to let go of my gentle giant. I felt him kissing the top of my head. My eyes became heavy and my breathing slowed. I jerked myself awake and looked up to see Ben watching me. He leaned forward and kissed my forehead.

"I better get going," he said.

"Okay," I said.

I wanted him to stay, but I was afraid to ask him. He got up and went to the bathroom and then I watched him get dressed. He leaned down and kissed me.

"Come on, baby. I need you to get up and lock the door behind me."

I got up and followed him to the front door. He gave me a slow and sensual kiss.

"You busy tomorrow? You wanna hang out?"

"I'm not busy."

"I'll call you, okay?"

"Okay. Bye, Ben."

"Sleep tight, sweetheart."

Ben gave me one last kiss and I shut and bolted the door behind him.

***

Ben called me the next morning around 10:30 and we made plans for him to pick me up for lunch. The weather was pretty nice, so we went to a little café and coffee shop. He insisted on buying my lunch as always. He said I could pay him back later and raised his eyebrow at me. I blushed a bright shade of red and giggled. We sat outside on the patio and enjoyed the good weather and food.

As we walked back to his truck, I realized that I had been smiling the entire time. Thinking back, I couldn't remember a time when I felt this happy. I was so in love.

When we got in the truck, Ben wanted to go see a movie. We stood out front looking at the times. A movie was starting soon that Ben wanted to see, and I didn't have any preferences. Ben bought the tickets, then he bought a pop for each of us and a large popcorn for us to share.

"Ben, you've spent so much money on me today," I whispered as we sat down in our seats. "I don't have a way to pay you back."

"You're my boyfriend. Who else am I gonna spend my money on? Stop worrying and just have fun, baby."

I quickly swiped at the tears that fell from my eyes. I felt Ben's arm move around my shoulder and he squeezed me in a sideways hug.

I did have fun. The movie was great. After we finished the popcorn, Ben put the bag down and reached over and grabbed my hand and we watched the movie holding hands.

After the movie, Ben drove to the grocery store. He said he was going to cook me dinner at my place. We walked up and down the aisles while he loaded up the basket. He spent almost a hundred dollars on all kinds of items. I knew that a lot of this stuff wasn't for dinner tonight and when I objected he put his finger on my lips, then put his hands on my shoulders.

"I promised you that I would take care of you, Benji. Don't make me break my promise."

When we got back to my apartment, we both put all of the groceries away. I now had a full refrigerator and pantry.

"We got some time before I wanna start cooking. Come here, baby."

Ben walked into the living room, pulling me with him. He sat down on the couch and pulled me down to him. I straddled his lap, facing him. I leaned in and kissed him. He pulled me close and returned my kiss, slipping his tongue into my mouth. After a couple of minutes of hot kissing, he broke the kiss and then gave me two more quick pecks.

I rested my hands on his chest and I looked into his eyes and sighed softly. I studied his features, wanting to memorize every inch of his face. His crooked nose. His crooked bottom teeth. The small scar that bisected his left eyebrow. His square jaw with the dimple in his chin. His hard and wiry auburn-colored beard stubble. His soft pouty lips. His gorgeous green eyes. How could I ever have thought him to be ugly? Right now I was looking at the most handsome man in the world.

"Jesus, Benji. When you look at me like that... You make me feel so good... sexy... wanted..."

"You are sexy, Ben. You are wanted. You are so handsome to me."

I ever so slightly pushed forward, pressing the hard bulge in my pants into his belly. "Don't you feel how much I want you? I know it's not very big, but... I'm so hard for you right now."

I felt my face flush and grow warm as I made my confession.

"God, you're so fucking cute I can't stand it. You're the perfect size for me, baby. Your height, even your dick. Everything. See how good you fit me sitting on me like this?"

"I love how big you are," I said as I ran my hands up his chest and over his shoulders and down his arms.

"Oh, you do, huh?" he said with a chuckle. "Well, they don't call me 'Big Ben' just because of my height and weight."

I gasped and turned bright red and got all flustered. "Th-th-that's not what I meant! I-- I meant your height and weight, not your... you know. Not that I don't love that, too. Oh! I... Oh my god, I'm gonna stop talking now."

Ben threw his head back and laughed really hard and I groaned and laid my head on his shoulder.

"Okay. Up, babe," he said as he gave me a swat on the butt. "Come help me make dinner."

Ben lifted me up to my feet as he stood up and I followed the clopping of his cowboy boots into the kitchen.

After some grousing about the condition of my cookware, Ben got to work. I didn't do much, except cut some veggies, but I tried my best to do everything he asked just right. Ben really knew his way around the kitchen. He made a homemade chicken pot pie, and it was one of the best things I ever tasted. I told him how good it was and I even had seconds, which really pleased Ben.

After dinner, we cuddled on the couch for a while and talked. He told me more about his family. I already knew that he grew up with a brother and a single mom. His older brother was named Brandon, who was his best friend ever since they were kids. They hung out a lot and talked all the time.

His mom was sick with Alzheimer's and lived in a nursing home. As he told me about her, his eyes teared up and he looked sad and haunted. My heart broke for him.

I told him how my mom had left my Dad when I was four years old and she left me behind with him. Me and Dad were never close growing up. I was a burden to him after mom left. We grew even further apart as I grew older. When he found out that I was gay, we stopped communicating all together. I've been on my own for five years and I hadn't talked to Dad in over three years.

I never told anyone what happened after Dad found out I was gay. It was awful. The things he said to me were so hateful. He yelled and cussed at me, then slapped me so hard it left a bruise on my cheek.

"He said I was a worthless faggot and he couldn't stand to look at me."

"I'm sorry, Benji," he said quietly.

"It's okay," I said with a shrug. "I mean, I'm nearly 25 now. I've gotten over it."

My voice cracked as I said the words and I was overcome with all of the old feelings of being worthless, unloved, and lonely. I hung my head down and my shoulders shook. Ben's arms surrounded me and pulled me to his chest. He held me tight as I cried hard into his chest.

Ben rubbed circles on my back and whispered quiet soothing words. "Shh... It's okay. You're not alone anymore. No one's going to hurt you."

After I was able to compose myself, I took a deep breath and looked up at Ben. "Thanks."

Ben kissed me forehead, then my nose, then my lips.

"So why did you come out to your dad if you knew he'd react like that?"

"Um... I didn't. Dan told him. Dan is one of Dad's friends. I had turned eighteen and Dad said it was time to move out. I found this apartment in the paper and Dad got a couple of his buddies to help me move my stuff out. Dan stuck around after they left. He said he saw the way I looked at him. He said he liked me and told me I was cute. I was a virgin. And so naive. And so stupid. After a few months, I found out he was cheating on me with other guys and girls. When I got upset, he laughed at me. I got so mad I told him I never wanted to see him again. He was furious. To get back at me, he told my dad that I was a... a 'fag'."

"Tell me where this guy lives. I'd like to teach him some manners," Ben said with a smile that covered up his simmering rage, and I laughed nervously.

"I haven't seen him or talked to him since," I said with a shrug.

"Can I ask you something?" he asked tentatively.

"Sure."

"How long had Boothe been, uh, forcing you?"

"Um... He, uh, made me, um... blow him two times... Then he made me... go all the way with him and that was when I ran into you."

My eyes filled with tears and Ben took my hand in his.

"I didn't want to," I whispered. "He said it's the only thing I'm good at... He said he'd fire me and no one would believe me. I tried to fight him, but I couldn't stop him. I was too scared to tell anyone. I don't want anyone to know."

Ben squeezed my hand tighter. I could tell he was beyond livid at Boothe, but he didn't say anything.

"But you took care of him for me," I said. "He hasn't bothered me since. So now you know all about my past. I hope I didn't scare you."

Ben blinked and furrowed his brow at me. "Wait. You've only been with two guys?"

"Yeah."




Big Ben



"Wow. Um... I've been with, uh, a few guys... plus a couple girls. They were all one night stands, except for one guy. We kind of dated for about two months, but it didn't really move beyond that. There wasn't really any chemistry. He liked my big dick, but I don't think he much liked me. You're my first boyfriend."

Ben blushed slightly at his admission and I thought it was sweet that he was blushing, but I felt sick hearing him talk about the others.

"I don't want to hear about them, Ben. It makes me jealous. I want you all to myself."

"None of them compare to you, baby. Not even close."

I straddled Ben's lap and leaned in and we started kissing. Our tongues intertwined and flicked at each other. His hands slipped under my shirt. I whimpered and moaned, grinding my hips onto his crotch. He put his hands under my butt and stood up. I gasped and wrapped my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist. His mouth never left mine as he stood and carried me to my bed. He left me fall gently onto the bed and climbed on top of me. He pulled my shirt over my head, then undid my pants and pulled my pants and underwear down in one quick movement.

I pulled at his clothes, trying to get him naked. He helped me and his clothes were quickly tossed to the floor with mine. I pulled him down on top of me and we kissed more. I could feel his ten inch cock between my legs, poking into me. I shuddered and my body trembled as his mouth moved to my neck. His hands rubbed all over me as he sucked on the side of my neck.

"Ben... that feels so good... Please, Ben... I need you so bad..."

Ben moved his mouth down to my nipples. He slipped his right middle finger into my mouth and I licked and sucked it. He then moved his right hand between my legs. His slick middle finger ran up and down my crack. I shuddered and I moaned and gripped Ben's shoulders.

Ben moved down my body and as he took my dick into his mouth, he slid his finger into me. A couple of pumps of his mouth and finger was all it took.

"Oh god, Ben! Ben, I'm gonna... OH! BEN!"

My hips bucked and my back arched. I felt the huge contraction and release in my groin and I spurt load after load into his hot sucking mouth.

I fell back onto the bed, unable to move. I closed my eyes and panted. I felt Ben move up my body. He kissed all over my neck and chin, sending shivers up and down my spine.

"I love the way your body responds to my touch," he whispered.

I opened my eyes to look at him. "You make me feel so good, Ben. Let me make you feel good."

He rolled over onto his back, pulling me with him. I did not hesitate. I slid down his body, moving between his legs. I lifted his dick with my hand and took him into my mouth. I moaned as his hot flesh slid over my tongue. I stroked and fondled his big full nuts with my left hand.

I concentrated as hard as I could to take as much as I could into my mouth. I slid up and down, stroking him with my hand. I got four, then five, then six inches until I gagged and had to pull off. I wiped my eyes and looked up at Ben.

He was watching me. His eyes half closed, a look of lust on his face. His hand moved to the back of my head and he gently stroked my hair. I took him back into my mouth and as I approached the six inches, I swallowed and tried not to gag. I got to seven inches. I backed up and slid back down over and over, sucking and stroking.

"Oh fuck, baby. Suck my cock."

He moved both of his hands to the back of my head and he pushed and pulled my head faster.

"Benji, you're the fucking best, baby. Suck it, baby. Oh yeah, suck it."

I whimpered as he bucked his hips up in rhythm with my bobbing head.

"You're gonna make me come, baby. You're gonna get my load. Here it comes, Benji! Oh fuck, I'm coming!"

I felt the first blast hit my throat and I backed off, keeping the head in my mouth as I sucked and stroked him with my hand. I worked him until he finished and I swallowed every single drop of his thick, delicious come.

He pulled me up to him and kissed me hard. He rolled us over so that he was on top of me. He looked me in the eyes and stroked my cheek so tenderly. He opened his mouth to say something, then closed and swallowed nervously. I smiled at him and leaned up and kissed him. I ran my nose along his whiskered chin, then gave him a quick kiss there on his chin.

He turned us onto our sides, so that I was facing away from him. He cuddled up against my back and wrapped both of his arms around me. I rested my head on his bicep. I could feel his hairy chest pressed against my back and his thick heavy penis pressing into my butt.

I felt his lips gently kissing my head as I fell asleep in his arms.

I awoke some time later, and became aware that Ben was no longer cuddling with me. I turned around. Ben was sitting on the edge of the bed, pulling on his shirt. He turned and put his arm on my shoulder.

"Benji," he whispered. "I gotta go. I fell asleep."

I looked over at the clock. It was almost midnight.

"Okay," I said. I put my arms around him and buried my face in his side.

"I probably won't get to see you tomorrow, but I'll call you," he said.

"Promise?"

"Promise. Now, come on. I need you to lock the door behind me."

I crawled out of bed and followed him, completely naked, to the front door. He wrapped his arms around me and kissed me slow and sensually.

"I'll see you Monday, baby."

"Bye, Ben."

***

The week went by quickly. People were starting to talk about us at work, but Ben told me to ignore them. We always ate lunch together. Every day after work, Ben would wait for me and then drive me home. We'd have dinner together and we'd go to bed and he'd stay for a while, but then would leave to go home.

On Thursday evening, we went to dinner at a steakhouse. I didn't eat a lot of steak, so I didn't know the differences between the different cuts of meat. I was also taken aback by the prices.

Ben leaned across the table. "Baby, don't worry about the prices. I'm buying dinner."

I looked at the menu a bit longer and then looked up at Ben. "Um... I don't know the difference between all of these steaks."

I blushed in embarrassment and looked down at my lap.

"Order the filet. It's nice and tender."

The waiter came and I ordered the filet like Ben suggested. When the waiter asked how I wanted it cooked, I looked up at Ben and he told the waiter "medium well." I ordered the loaded potato with it as the waiter suggested.

Ben ordered a big bone-in ribeye, cooked medium. He got the loaded potato as well.

When the food came, I couldn't believe how good it was. He gave me a bite of his steak so that I could see and taste the difference. Mine was more tender, but his seemed to be juicier and have more flavor.

"This summer, we'll grill some steaks on the deck," he said with a mouth full. "You'll love it. I grill a mean steak."

After dinner, we drove back to my place. We walked in the door and I kicked my shoes off. Ben took off his cowboy boots and I pulled him into the bedroom. I had already decided that tonight was the night that I was going to go all the way with Ben. I was scared and nervous, especially given his size, but I wanted him so bad. I needed more than the finger he had been using as he went down on me.

I pushed him to sit down on the bed and I slowly stripped my clothes off for him. He was kneading and rubbing his crotch while he watched me. His eyes were wide with lust.

I knealt down in front of him in between his legs and unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it off. I pulled his tank top off next, then unbuckled and unzipped his pants. He lifted his butt so that I could pull them down. I pushed his legs apart and took his balls into my mouth one at a time. I licked my tongue up and around the shaft, from the base to the head. I wrapped my hand around the shift and bent it towards my mouth. I wrapped my lips around the big head and flicked my tongue around the slit, then swirling my tongue around the head.

Ben moaned and pushed his hips up. I took the hint and sucked further down the shaft, easily getting six of his fat inches coated in my saliva. I sucked and backed up, then plunged down seven of his inches. I bobbed up and down a few times, then pulled back and stood up. I crawled onto the bed and pulled him towards me.

Ben moved on top of me and I spread my legs wide to accommodate his big body. We french kissed slowly and passionately.

Ben's cock had slid between my legs. He was slowly grinding it into my butt crack. I pushed back against him, letting him know that I wanted it. I knew he wouldn't ask first, so I decided that I would tell him that I wanted him to go all the way with me. I wanted him to make love with me.

When he pulled back and looked into my eyes, I melted at the look he gave me.

I softly sighed, whispering his name, "Ben..."

"Benji... I hope you know how much I care about you. I love you so much, baby."

I didn't expect for Ben to say that he loved me. I became overwhelmed with emotions. My voice cracked and tears fell from my eyes. I wrapped my arms around Ben and pushed my face up into his neck. His arms tightened around me.

"I love you too, Ben."

Ben kissed me tenderly, then harder and stronger.

"Make love to me, Ben," I whispered.

Ben pushed back and looked down at me and shook his head. "I don't want to hurt you."

"Ben, I trust you. You wouldn't hurt me, not on purpose. I want to be with you so bad, Ben. I want you to make me yours. I know you want to, don't you?"

"You don't know how bad I want you... You're so small... I'm scared I'll hurt you."

"Make love with me, Ben. Please."

I felt Ben's cock throb between my legs. His eyes fluttered shut and he let out a groan.

"Roll over, Benji. Let me get you ready."

"I have stuff in my nightstand."

I rolled over onto my belly as Ben got up and got the lube from the nightstand drawer. Ben moved back onto the bed and knelt between my legs.

He spread my cheeks, exposing my hole to him. I rested my head on my folded arms.

"Your hole is so small," he whispered. "So pink... So smooth... Oh god," he groaned.

Then I felt his warm wet tongue run over it and I practically leapt off the bead. "Oh my god!"

Ben pushed his face into my crack and attacked my sensitive ring of flesh with his mouth and tongue. My body shook and shuddered as he held my cheeks apart and dove in. His tongue swirled and licked at my hole. After I didn't think I could stand anymore, his tongue pushed into me and he thrust it in and out.

I heard the plastic cap of the lube bottle snap open and Ben moved back. As he kissed my cheeks, a slick finger ran up and down my crack. His thick finger slid into me easily and I moaned as a shiver went up and down my spine.

I grabbed my pillow and held onto it tightly as his finger slid in and out. He flicked his finger against my prostate and I bucked under him and moaned. He slid a second finger into me and I gasped. He pushed in and out nice and slow, hitting my sweet spot with each thrust. I was pushing back against his hand and rubbing my dick against the sheets. He pulled out and I whimpered in desperate need.

I felt three fingers slide into me and I grunted at the initial feeling of discomfort. I took a deep breath and let it go slowly. Ben kissed my butt and my back and he slowly moved the three fingers in and out of me. The pain quickly dissipated and became a feeling of fullness, then pleasure as my prostate was massaged by his thrusting fingers.

"Ben... now... please... make me yours..."

Ben pulled back and I felt more lube being applied to my hole and pushed inside. He leaned over me and kissed the back of my neck.

"If it gets too much, tell me to stop. I mean it, Benji."

"I will."

I felt the big, hot, slick head press against me and I closed my eyes. He pushed into me and the head popped into me. I gasped at the sudden intense burning pain.

"Oh! Ow! Ah!" I cried out. A sob escaped my lips and Ben quickly pulled back. He lowered himself on me and wrapped his arms around me.

"Shh... It's okay, baby. I'm sorry. I'm sorry."

Ben kissed my neck and shoulders and I took a deep breath and let it out slowly.

"I'm sorry, Ben. Can we try again? I promise I'll do better this time."

"Benji..."

I reached behind me and took ahold of Ben's hard shaft wedged into my butt crack. I slowly stroked it and rubbed it into my crack. I rubbed the head back and forth across my hole. Ben dropped his head onto my shoulder and groaned loudly. I knew he couldn't resist me.

Ben moved back and applied more lube to my hole, then coated his cock liberally. He moved over me and put the head at my entrance.

"Relax for me, baby," he whispered. "Who loves you?"

"You do," I breathed back.

"You're my baby. And I love you. Relax, breathe deep and push out."

I took a deep breath and as I exhaled, he pushed the head into me. I grunted and pushed out and the head slid into me.

"Relax," he said as he kissed the back of my neck and my shoulders. "That's it..."

I gritted my teeth and tried to bear down as he slid another inch into me. Ben sucked the base of my neck and shoulder. The intense pain slowly subsided and became a dull throb. Ben stayed perfectly still, not wanting to give me too much too fast.

Ben licked up the side of my neck and sucked my ear lobe. I threw my head back to give him better access and a shiver went up my spine and I moaned softly. Ben slowly pushed another two inches into me.

I inhaled sharply as the pain intensified briefly. I felt so full. He felt so big and thick and warm inside me.

"Oh god, I love you, Benji."

He kissed the side of my face. I turned my head towards him and he kissed me. He sucked my tongue into his mouth and I whimpered into his mouth. He slid further into me and I moaned quietly.

Ben grunted and groaned. "Baby, you're so tight, so fucking tight. God, it's so hot inside you."

Ben slid out, then pushed back in, sliding past my prostate.

"OH GOD!" I cried out. "Ben... Do that again," I begged.

My penis surged to full hardness. Ben groaned and slid in further. He pulled out and pushed back in again. I felt his furry bush pushing against me.

"You got all of me, baby. All ten inches."

"Oh god, Ben. You're so big," I moaned.

Ben pulled out, then slowly pushed back in. His dick was so big, it hit and rubbed against my prostate with each thrust.

"You feel so fucking good, baby," he husked.

Ben wrapped his arms around my chest and began thrusting slow but steady.

"Feels good, Ben," I panted. "Feels so good..."

"Oh, god," Ben groaned as he began pumping faster.

Intense pleasure and warmth radiated throughout my body. I pushed back against him. My dick rubbed against the sheets as he pumped in and out of me.

I moaned, "Ben..."

Ben pulled out of me and I whimpered in disappointment. "No, please, Ben, don't stop."

He grabbed my legs and flipped me over onto my back. He pushed my legs back to my chest and slid back into me. I moaned and gasped as Ben groaned. I reached up and ran my hands all over his furry chest and soft sides.

Ben thrust into me harder and faster. I pushed back against his thrusts. His furry belly tickled my hard dripping cock. My dick was leaking all over from his continuous rubbing of the sensitive bundle of nerves on my prostate.

"Yes! Ben, Yes!" I cried out.

"Oh, fuck yeah, baby!"

Ben moved my legs around his waist and leaned over me and kissed me hard. His tongue thrust into my mouth and he pounded my ass with his huge cock. I broke the kiss and gasped.

"Please, Ben, please. Don't stop," I begged.

The bed was creaking and groaning under us and the headboard banged against the wall. I was moaning and whimpering and Ben was grunting loudly as he sucked on my neck. His body was covered in sweat. I gripped his sweaty back and shoulders and dug my heels into his butt. I never felt like this before. I felt like I was on the verge of coming and I hadn't even been touched yet.

"Oh god, you're gonna make me come, Ben. Don't stop, please. Fuck me, Ben! Don't stop!"

"Oh baby," he groaned. "Baby... I'm gonna come inside you if I don't pull out."

My back arched and my body tensed and I locked onto Ben's eyes. I screamed as I exploded. I came so hard it hurt, but it was followed by an intense release that felt so good I nearly passed out.

Ben thrust harder and with a shout of my name thrust into me. I felt him throb and expand. His cock pulsed over and over and a warmth spread throughout me as he pumped what felt like a gallon of come into me.

I nuzzled into his neck and kissed him all over, my body still trembling with aftershocks from my orgasm.

Ben kissed me passionately, then gave gave me two quick kisses. He rubbed his big crooked nose on mine.

"Ben... I love you so much," I whispered.

"You're the best, baby. The fucking best. I love you so fucking much."

Ben slowly pulled out of me and I felt a slight sting. I felt some of his thick seed leak out and drip down my crack onto the bed. I squeezed my hole shut trying to trap it inside me. Ben was on his arms above me panting. I had a light film of his sweat on my chest. I could smell the strong odor from his armpits. It was intoxicating and I moved my head closer to get a better whiff.

"God, you smell good," I whispered.

Ben started laughing really hard. "Okay. Now I know you're in love with me. I fuckin' reek."

I giggled and lifted my head up and kissed his chin. I slumped back down onto the bed. I was exhausted and I could barely keep my eyes open.

"I wasn't too rough was I?" he asked

"No. You were awesome. I didn't know that it could feel so good... or that I could come from that."

"Your first... lover... He didn't make you come?"

"No," I said. Redness flushed into my cheeks as I added quietly, "I would touch myself when he was finished."

Ben growled and gritted his teeth. "Selfish asshole. How 'bout we never talk about him again?"

I nodded in agreement.

"I need a shower," Ben said. "You gonna shower with me?"

"Yeah," I said with a grin.

I followed Ben into the bathroom and I turned on the shower and adjusted it to a nice warm temperature. As I bent over, I felt some of Ben's semen leak out of me and run down my leg. I blushed and stood up straight. Ben was grinning at me.

"You are so god damned sexy right now," he husked.

He came up behind me and wrapped an arm around my waist. His other hand slipped between my legs and he slipped two of his fingers into my relaxed ass. I moaned and leaned back against his chest.

He brought his hand around up to my face. His middle two fingers were dripping with semen. I don't know what possessed me. I leaned forward and sucked his fingers into my mouth and licked and sucked them clean. I felt Ben's body shudder behind me.

"Jesus Christ," he whispered huskily.

He pulled his fingers out of my mouth and smacked my butt. "Okay, into the shower before I bend you over the sink."

Ben soaped up a washcloth and washed me front to back, top to bottom. He made sure to get between my legs and my cheeks really good. He washed my hair and rinsed it off. I took the washcloth and did the same for him. He bent forward so that I could wash his hair. After we rinsed off good, he kissed me, then turned the shower off.

He stepped out and grabbed a towel and dried me off, then I did the same for him. It had cooled down in the apartment, so we hurried back to the bed and jumped into bed and crawled under the blankets. We laid on our sides facing each other and tenderly kissed several times.

"I love you, Ben."

"Love you too, Benji."

I cuddled my face into his hairy chest as he held me and I was asleep in seconds.

I awoke a couple of hours later when Ben got up out of bed. He got up and walked to the bathroom. I heard him pee, then flush and wash his hands. He came back into the bedroom and bent down and pulled his boxers on and started to get dressed.




Big Ben



Tears filled my eyes and I sniffled. I didn't want him to leave me again.

Ben stood up and turned around. "Benji?" he whispered.

I sniffled again. "Yeah?"

"What's wrong, baby?"

"I want you to stay, Ben. Please."

"I gotta get home. Toby needs me to feed him."

I wiped the tears from eyes that were pooling and threatening to fall. "I know. I'm sorry."

He looked at me for a second and then held out his hand. "Come on, get up. Pack a bag."

"What?"

"We're going to my place. Pack what you need for work tomorrow."

"Really?"

I grinned and got up out of bed as Ben turned on the light. While he got dressed, I grabbed a backpack out of the closet and packed a clean set of clothes for work. I grabbed my toiletries and then got dressed in sweatpants and a t-shirt.

I put on my shoes and Ben put on his boots. He bent down and gave me a quick kiss. We headed downstairs to his truck and then we drove to his house. His house was about 25 minutes from my apartment on the other side of town.

"It must take you forever to get to work every morning," I commented.

"Eh, it's not too bad. About forty minutes."

He turned into the driveway and Ben pulled into the garage. I didn't get a good look at the house because it was dark.

I grabbed my bag and followed him through the door that led inside the house. As soon as walked in, a little dog jumped up onto Ben. The little dog was so excited to see him. He was bouncing on his back legs with his front legs on Ben's legs.

"Down, Toby. Sit," Ben commanded while holding his fist over the little dog's head. Toby sat down.

He was a cute little dog, a gray/silver color with white accents on his feet and face and chest. He had floppy bent ears and bushy eyebrows and what I would describe as a long beard. He had a little nubby tail that was wiggling like crazy.

"Toby, this is Benji," Ben told him.

Ben turned to me. "He won't hurt you."

I squatted down and Toby moved closer and sniffed me, then licked my chin. I wiped my chin and giggled, then I pet him on his head and scratched behind his ears. His little nub wiggled excitedly as I scratched him and he leaned his head towards my hands. It was so cute I giggled.

"He is so cute," I said. "What kind of dog is he?"

"He's a miniature schnauzer. He really likes you. He usually ignores strangers after he gets a sniff or a quick pet."

"I thought a big guy like you would have a big pit bull or something, not this cute little thing."

"I have a hard time resisting cute little things," he said with a wink. I blushed like crazy and giggled softly.

I followed Ben into the kitchen, with Toby hot on his heels. Ben filled Toby's food and water dishes. Toby's dishes were in a corner of the kitchen on a little bone shaped mat. There was a clear, airtight container next to them that held a big bag of dry dog food.

"Toby, go eat," Ben said.

Toby trotted to his dishes and sniffed. He took a mouthful of food and ran to the living room. He dropped the little kibbles on the floor and ate them there. When he finished he ran back and repeated. It was the cutest thing I ever saw.

Ben put his arms around me and hugged me, then kissed me.

"I can't believe I haven't had you over here before now," he said. "You must think I'm some kind of jerk."

"No. Of course I don't. Besides, my place is way closer to work. But I am glad that you invited me over."

Ben gave me a quick tour of the two bedroom ranch house. The kitchen, living room and the dining room were set up as one long room. The kitchen was divided from the other rooms by a counter bar. There was also a small bathroom. The house had two bedrooms. The smaller bedroom had a small computer desk and a bookshelf, plus a bunch of weight lifting equipment.

The tour ended in his master bedroom. It was slightly bigger than the other bedroom, and had its own bathroom and a small walk-in closet. He shut the door behind us. He had a huge king size bed. The bed was unmade and Ben apologized for the bed and for the dirty clothes on the floor. He quickly picked them up and tossed them into a laundry basket.

We pulled off our clothes and crawled into Ben's bed.

"I need the side closer to the door," he said and I scooted behind him.

Ben laid down flat on his back and I laid on my side next to him and he pulled the blankets up over us.

"Your bed is so big and comfy," I said. "My bed must be awful for you to sleep in."

"Nah, it's not awful. Well, okay, it's a little tight... I don't have much room to move around with both of us in there."

No wonder he didn't want to spend the night at my house. I didn't even think about how uncomfortable my twin bed was for my 6'6" 300-pound tank of a boyfriend.

"It's nice having you in my bed," he whispered. "God, we should have done this sooner. C'mere."

He pulled me closer and I was laying up against him. I rested my head on his right shoulder and he wrapped his arm around me. I slowly stroked his chest, running my fingers through the thick hair.

"Are you tired?" Ben asked in a whisper.

"Yeah," I replied in a whisper. "Why?"

I looked up at him, wondering why he would ask me that. He took my hand in his and slid it down and placed it onto his erect cock, causing a soft gasp to escape my lips. He leaned in and kissed me as I slowly stroked his hard flesh, gliding the skin back and forth over the head. I felt pre-come oozing out of the head and I had to have it.

I bent down and put my head under the blankets. I swirled my tongue around, licking up all of the salty sweet fluid. I took him into my mouth and slowly bobbed up and down while gently sucking. I felt Ben's hands move under my arms and he pulled me up to him. He kissed me hard and rolled us over so that I was on my back.

"I wanna fuck you," he husked.

"Oh god," I moaned. "Yes, Ben..."

He got up and grabbed a towel, then reached into the nightstand drawer and pulled out a bottle of lube. He popped it open and poured it onto his fingers. He moved the towel between my legs, under my butt.

When his hand moved between my legs, I spread them wider for him. He pushed two fingers into me. I was still pretty relaxed from our earlier love making. I whimpered in delight as his fingers pushed and twisted and rubbed against my prostate. He moved on top of me, climbing between my spread legs. I ran my hands all over his big chest and arms.

He generously lubed up his enormous shaft. He pushed my legs back and locked them around his waist and butt. He pushed forward and I felt the big hot head of his cock poke under my balls a couple of times before it found its target. He pushed in and he slid into me almost painlessly.

"Oh, fuck," he groaned.

I gasped in ecstasy as the head of his cock rubbed across my prostate. I gripped his arms and arched my back. "Ben..."

"So tight... so good..."

Ben started moving slowly, but built up speed pretty quickly. He was pounding into me with full long thrusts, hard and fast. I moaned and whimpered and writhed underneath him. I gripped the back of his shoulders and pulled him down to kiss me. His tongue thrust into my mouth and he kissed me hard. He let his body weight fall on top of me and he wrapped his arms around me as his hips pumped in and out of me. As his mouth moved to my neck and started sucking, I gasped and gripped and clawed at his sweaty back.

My body tensed up and my back arched and I pushed up hard into him.

"Ben! Coming! Ben!" I cried out.

I felt the warm squirts of my release squishing between our bodies. My tight channel spasmed and contracted repeatedly around his thrusting cock and Ben groaned and shouted.

"BENJI!"

Ben's body convulsed on top of me and his thrusting grew hard and erratic. I could feel his cock jerking and pulsing inside me and then I felt the warm wetness of his come at my entrance. As his pumping slowed, I could feel the warmth of his seed dripping down my body and pooling on the towel.

Ben remained on top of me and inside me and we just held each other quietly. When he softened enough that he could no longer keep it inside me, I felt it slip out and fall heavily against me. A rush of his semen flooded out with him.

Ben pushed back and wiped my crack and hole with the towel. He wiped his dick then his belly and hands, then wiped down my belly. He tossed the towel into the dirty laundry hamper and collapsed on the bed next to me.

I turned and laid my head on his shoulder and put my arm around him and squeezed him tight. He kicked up the covers with his feet then pulled them up around us. His hand slowly stroked the back of my shoulders and my head.

"Love you, Ben," I whispered as my eyelids started to droop.

"Love you, baby. Go to sleep, sweetheart."

***

The beeping of the alarm clock woke me the next morning. I was laying on my side and Ben's warm hairy body was spooned up behind me. He was holding me tight to his chest and I felt like I was surrounded by comfort and warmth. I could feel the base of his ten-incher embedded into the crack of my butt and poking into my lower back.

He groaned and pulled away to turn off the alarm, then returned to his position.

Even though I felt like I had the best night's sleep of my life, I was painfully aware of how early it was.

I felt Ben's warm and soft lips lightly kissing the back of my neck. His hips rocked into me, rubbing his cock along my crack. I signed and leaned back into him.

"Good morning, baby," he whispered as his hand moved down my body and circled my own rigid shaft.

"Good morning, big guy," I replied.

"Sleep good?" he asked.

"Yeah. I slept great."

"Me, too. Come on, we gotta get showered and get to work," he said as he pulled away from me.

I let out a frustrated whimper and followed him into the en-suite bathroom. The bathroom was small, but it was nice that it was private to his bedroom. He turned on the shower and let it warm up and then stood in front of the toilet. He pointed his semi-erect dick down, pulled the foreskin back and let loose a thick heavy stream. I realized that I was staring and I turned away to give him a moment of privacy.

Ben laughed. "Don't be so modest, baby. Especially after all the nasty things I've done to you with it. Look all you want..."

I giggled and blushed. I turned back as he was shaking the last drops off. I stepped up to relieve myself as he checked the shower temperature. I flushed and then stepped into the tub with him and pulled the shower curtain shut.

He leaned down and kissed me. His hands moved to my butt and he cupped and squeezed my cheeks. I gripped his arms as my dick responded and quickly hardened and snapped up against my stomach.

"God damn, I love your tight little ass," he husked as he kissed along my neck.

I felt him chuckle. "I gave you a hickey," he said as he nipped a spot on my neck.

I moaned and winced, wondering how I was going to cover it up.

He chuckled and kissed another spot on my neck. "Or maybe two."

Another kiss at the base of my neck. "Oops. Three."

He moved to the other side of my neck and kissed near my jawline. "Four."

I gasped and pushed him away. "Ben!"

Ben laughed. "I'm sorry, baby. When I'm sucking on your neck, it drives you crazy. I love to hear you whimper in pleasure. I love to see the look on your face when you come. I love to hear you scream my name when you come."

I melted in his embrace as he turned me around. He took the shower gel and poured it down the small of my back. It ran down the crack and he worked it into my hole. He squatted down behind me and pushed his fat cock into me.

"Oh fuck, you're still open and wet from last night."

I gasped and braced myself against the wall. He grabbed my hips and pounded the hell out of my hole. He released the death grip on my hip long enough to wrap his soapy hand around my dick. A few strokes and I threw my head back and spurt ropes of come onto the back wall of the shower.

My contracting and spasming tunnel milked and sucked his cock and he howled my name and painted my guts with his own load.

After he pulled out, we quickly washed up and then dried each other off and got dressed for work. I threw all of my dirty clothes into my backpack.

We opened the bedroom door and went into the kitchen. Toby heard us and got up and stepped out of his crate and shook his body from head to butt. He trotted over to Ben and put his front paws on him for some love. He then did the same to me.

"Does he need to go to the bathroom?" I asked.

"He's got a doggy door on the back door. It unlocks with his collar. He goes out back when he needs to go."

I walked over to the back door with Toby following me. The top half of the door had a window and the bottom half had the doggy door. Toby pushed through it and trotted out onto the wooden deck and down the steps into the fenced in back yard. He had his nose on the ground sniffing after something while running around in circles. It made me smile and I turned around and went into the kitchen where Ben was working at the counter.

Ben had pulled out a bunch of lunch meat and some cheese. He grabbed two big foot-long sub rolls and cut one in half and put the other half back into the bag. He piled them high with sliced turkey, ham and roast beef, then threw on a couple of slices of cheese.

"You like mayo and mustard?" he asked.

"I like it just like you made it the other day. It was really good."

He tore off some lettuce and layered that on, then finished the top of the roll with little mayo and mustard. He wrapped them in plastic wrap. He grabbed a couple of sandwich baggies and put some chips into each one. He grabbed a couple of naval oranges and then put everything into a plastic grocery store bag.

Toby came trotting into the house. His beard was all wet from the dew on the grass and it made me giggle. I squatted down and he sniffed my face and then let me pet him.

As I did this, Ben put a scoop of dry dog food into Toby's food dish.

"Be a good boy, Toby," Ben said as he bent down and ran his hand all over Toby's head, much to Toby's delight. "Daddy will be home later tonight."

That made me smile really big. I already knew that my big gruff man was a teddy bear, but seeing him with Toby only confirmed it.

"Ready?" he asked me.

I nodded and he bent down and gave me a kiss. He grabbed our lunch and I grabbed my backpack.

Toby tried to run past us to the garage door, but Ben said, "Toby, no."

Ben held out his fist over Toby's head and Toby sat down on his butt. I followed Ben into the garage. He opened the garage door and we got into the pickup truck.

As he backed out of the garage and driveway, I finally got a look at the house. It was a cute ranch-style home, painted a pretty grayish-blue color. The lawn was very neat and the bushes in front of the house were nicely trimmed. The back yard was fenced in, but the house had lots of trees surrounding it. He had about a half mile between neighbors on either side of the house.

It took us about forty minutes to get to work and we arrived about 10 minutes before 7:00. He parked the truck in the parking lot and turned to face me.

"Ben... Thanks for letting me stay with you last night."

"No, baby. Thank you for staying with me."

He leaned in a gave me a hot steamy kiss that left me breathless.

We got out of the truck and walked into the building. There were a couple of guys arriving at the same time and I could tell they were staring at us.

"See you later," he said as we parted in the hallway.

I sat down at my desk and tried to concentrate on my work. I printed my route sheets and manifests and gave out the paperwork to the truckers. When Ben came by later, I was finishing up with Chuck when I heard the clopping of his boots. Ben walked into my cubicle and leaned against the side of my L-shaped desk.

"Chuck," Ben greeted him with a nod.

"He's all yours," Chuck said to Ben with a chuckle as he walked away from my cubicle.

I looked back at Ben and he came up behind my chair and put his hands on my shoulders and gently squeezed and massaged. I rolled my head back and let out a soft sigh. He bent down to my ear.

"I can't stop thinking about last night," he whispered. "I loved making love with you... Then waking up with you this morning... Mmm. And seeing you sitting here... Everyone's gonna see your neck and know that I made you mine last night. Whose baby are you?"

"Yours, Ben," I whispered. "I'm yours."

"Who's your man?"

"You're my man, Ben."

Mr. Boothe stepped into my cubicle and his eyes widened when he saw Ben. Ben stood upright and I swiveled around in my chair and gave him his paperwork. I could see the outline of Ben's hard cock in his jeans and I blushed bright red and looked up at him. He smirked at me and left, but not before narrowing his eyes at Boothe.

Mr. Boothe cleared his throat and handed me some papers, barely making eye contact with me.

"This is a new client. Can you get them entered into the system when you get a chance?"

"Sure, Mr. Boothe. I'll have it done before lunch."

"No rush," he said as he walked away.

I turned back to my computer and took care of the new client's paperwork.

At lunch time, I met Ben in the break room. We were both in a good mood because it was Friday and we were talking and laughing. I could tell that people were looking at us and I blushed at the thought of the things probably running through their mind.

Ben was chomping on his sandwich and got some mustard on his chin, like always. I giggled and pointed to my chin. He tried to get it with his tongue unsuccessfully, then swiped it with his index finger. He ran it over my bottom lip and laughed. I laughed and ran my tongue over my lip as Ben watched me and then let out a grunt of arousal.

Carl walked by and muttered, "Fuckin' faggots."

Ben stood up so fast his chair pushed back and fell backwards onto the floor with a loud clang. Everyone in the room snapped their heads towards Ben to see what was going on.

Ben grabbed the front of Carl's shirt and balled it up in his left fist. He pushed Carl against the wall and raised his right first.

"You got something to say, say it to my fucking face, you coward!" Ben growled.

Ben was much bigger than Carl and Carl clearly did not expect this reaction, judging from the scared look on his face. He looked like he was about to piss his pants.

"And stay away from Benji," Ben continued. "If I hear you've been disrespectful or even looked at him funny, I'll break both of your fucking legs."

Carl nodded in fear. Ben gave Carl a shove and let him go before he stepped back.

"That goes for the rest of you, too," he grumbled before he picked up his chair and sat back down across from me.

Carl straightened up his shirt and slithered out of the room. People quickly turned back to whatever they were doing.

I looked up at Ben with tears in my eyes. "You didn't have to do that," I said quietly.

"I'm not gonna let anyone disrespect you," he said in his normal volume.

"I love you, Ben," I whispered so only he could hear.

"I love you, Benji."

He picked up his sandwich and took a big bite and grinned at me which made me laugh.

Mona and her boyfriend Steve walked by and she stopped and said quietly to us, "I think it's great that you two found each other."

She put her hand on Ben's shoulder. "Thanks for sticking up for Benji."

Ben smiled at her and looked at me and simply said, "Always."

Steve nodded at Ben and me and gave us an awkward smile and they left the break room. Ben looked at me and shrugged as he took another bite of his sandwich.

Ben showed up at my desk just as 4:30 came around and we walked out to the parking lot. We got in the truck and Ben started it. Before he put the truck in gear, he turned and looked at me.




Big Ben



"You wanna spend the weekend with me?" he asked.

"Really? At your house?" I asked. I was really happy, but tried not to sound too excited.

"Yeah, at my house," he said with a chuckle. "Where else?"

I nodded. "Yes."

We drove to my house and I grabbed a couple of changes of clothes. Ben only asked that I bring a pair of khakis and a polo shirt or something similar as one of my changes. He wouldn't say why.

On our way to his house, we stopped at the grocery store and Ben bought some groceries for the weekend. That night we ordered pizza and watched a football game on the big TV. Ben had a couple of bottles of beer and I had a Coke and we sat on the couch and relaxed and drank and ate. Toby sat in between us. It was a perfect evening.

As it got late, we got ready for bed. While Ben was in the bathroom, he had me give Toby a scoop of food and some fresh water. I also gave him a doggy biscuit, which he hesitantly took from my hand and took it to his spot in the living room where he seemed to like to eat.

I walked into the bedroom and Toby followed me. Ben was buck naked and putting a clean set of sheets on the bed.

"Toby isn't allowed in our bedroom," Ben said. "And don't ever let him on our bed."

'Our bedroom', he said. 'Our bed'. I just stood there looking at Ben with Toby standing next to me.

"Toby, go to your crate," Ben said. Toby turned and trotted out of the bedroom and I shut the door behind him.

Ben furrowed his brow at me. "What?" he asked.

I shook my head slightly, waking from my trance. "Oh. Nothing," I said with a smile on my face.

I helped Ben finish making the bed. He took my clothes off and tossed them on the chair in the corner and we crawled into bed.

"I love you, baby," he whispered in my ear. "I love you so much. You mean the world to me."

"I love you too, Ben."

He looked down at me and he had a smile on his face. He looked so handsome and sexy.

That night Ben had me ride him. He leaned back and helped me bounce on top of his big fat prick while he gripped my hips tightly and thrust up into me. I surprised both of us when I came. I couldn't control myself as his cock continuously rubbed against my prostate. Previously, I had the stimulation of his belly rubbing against me to help me get there.

In this position, my dick bounced free and untouched as I rode him. As I shouted out his name, my back arched and my body tensed. I held still as Ben held my hips and pounded up into me. A rope of white hot come arced out of my cock and splattered on his chin.

"Fuck yeah!" Ben shouted.

I looked down at him and gasped as it was followed by four more shots, which landed on his chest and stomach. With a roar of my name, Ben thrust up into me and came. When I finally couldn't hold myself up any longer, I pulled up and off him. As his semi-hard cock flopped onto his thigh, hot thick come dripped out of my body onto his crotch.

I fell forward onto my chest onto the bed. "Oh god, oh god..."

Ben laughed and grabbed the towel he set aside and wiped himself off. He ran the towel up between my legs and my crack and then tossed it into the dirty clothes basket.

"C'mere," he grunted. He pulled me to him and I laid my head down on his furry shoulder and we fell asleep from exhaustion.

We spent Saturday by going to the movies, then for a long ride on the motorcycle. Ben made a pot roast for dinner. I helped him cut the vegetables, but he put it all together. It took a while to cook, but it was worth it. It was so good and became one of my favorite meals of all time.

Sunday morning, we had a bagel for breakfast and lounged around the house until noon. We took a shower together, and then got dressed. He had me put on the khaki cargo pants. I wore a light blue polo style shirt with it. He dressed similarly in dark cargo pants and a white polo shirt.

"Okay, Benji," he said. "Don't be nervous. But I want to introduce you to my family. Every Sunday, I have lunch with my brother. Then we go and visit my mom at the home."

"Are you sure, Ben?" I asked nervously.

"Positive."

"What if they don't like me?"

"Don't worry, they are gonna love you. Almost as much as I do."

He gave me a kiss and then we headed to the restaurant to meet his brother. We walked into the restaurant with Ben's hand on the small of my back. I saw the guy sitting in the booth and I immediately knew it was Ben's brother.

He looked a lot like Ben, but definitely older. His face was more worn. He was built big like Ben, but not as muscular. He wasn't what I would call handsome. He had a thin scar across his chin that went up into the bottom of his lower lip. His dark auburn hair was cut short and thinning on top. He had the same beautiful eyes that Ben had.

"Hey, bro," Ben said and they hugged and smacked each other on the back.

"Brandon, this is my boyfriend, Benji Carter. Benji, this is my big brother Brandon Davis."

"Hi," I said meekly. "It's nice to meet you."

I held out my hand and he pushed it aside and hugged me tight, lifting me off the ground slightly. He set me back down and held me away from him by the shoulders.

"Look at you, Benji. You're a tiny little thing," Brandon chuckled.

I blushed and he laughed harder. "And cute," he said as he ruffled my hair.

Ben and I sat in the booth across from Brandon and I sat quietly while they caught up. They only stopped talking to order our drinks and lunch when the waitress came by. As she left, Brandon was leering at her butt.

"Mmm. That's nice," he mumbled to himself.

"Behave yourself for once," Ben chuckled. "At least in front of Benji. Let him get to know you a little before he figures out what a pig you are."

The three of us laughed. We talked and joked the whole meal. Brandon was crude and he sure was a pig, but he was a nice, regular guy and I had to admit that he was pretty funny. I could tell that Ben really looked up to him. Brandon was four years older than Ben at 36. He worked as a contractor and owned his own remodeling business with a buddy of his. He was divorced, with no kids.

Brandon quickly realized that when I was embarrassed, I would blush and sometimes giggle nervously. He thought it was cute and funny.

"Christ, bro," Brandon said. "You marked the hell out of your boy's neck."

I sunk down in my seat and Ben and Brandon laughed as I took a sip of my pop.

"Shit, he's so small," Brandon continued. "You must about split him in half when you plug him with that monster between your legs. Man, I bet he screams."

I choked on my pop and started coughing as my face turned bright red as Brandon laughed, obviously pleased with himself for embarrassing me.

"Okay, Bran. That's enough," Ben said while trying not to smile. "You okay?" he asked me.

I coughed and cleared my throat. "I'm fine. And for the record, Ben's the one that screams when he 'plugs' me."

This time, Ben choked on his beer and sprayed it across the table. Brandon laughed so hard his face turned beet red and Ben joined him. I sat there with a smug smile on my face having made both of them laugh.

After we finished lunch, Ben excused himself to use the bathroom. Being alone with Brandon, I felt a little nervous.

"Don't be scared of me, kid. I ain't gonna bite ya. I like you. Ben say's he's in love with you. You in love with him?"

"Yes. Very much. Ben is wonderful."

I smiled to myself and sighed softly as I thought about all of the things I loved about my boyfriend.

Brandon smiled at me. "Ben's never introduced me to anyone before. Anybody can see he's crazy about you. My little brother means the world to me. He's had a tough time over the years finding someone. I want nothing more than to see him happy. He deserves it. I'd tell you to be good to him, but I can already tell that's not going to be a problem."

Brandon chugged down the rest of his beer, then put money and a tip inside the bill presenter.

"Oh, wait," I said as I pulled out my wallet.

"No. My treat," he said. "Put your money away."

I opened my mouth to protest, but a stern look from him had me putting my wallet back into my pocket. "Thank you."

"No, thank you for loving my little brother."

Ben returned to the table and I got up to go to the bathroom and they told me to meet them outside. I quickly did my business, then walked out front. Brandon was smoking a cigarette and they seemed to be having a pretty serious conversation. They saw me and they both smiled. Ben put his arm around my shoulder and we walked back to his truck.

We followed Brandon's truck to the nursing home where their mother stayed.

"Brandon likes you a lot," he said to me as we drove.

"Really?"

"Yup. I knew he would. I told you not to worry."

As we walked into the nursing home, Ben whispered to me. "She might not remember who we are at first, but usually she comes back pretty quickly. Don't be nervous, okay?"

I nodded and followed Brandon to the reception desk where he checked us in. We were led to their mother's room by a nurse.

"Bonnie," the nurse called out. "Look who's here. You got visitors."

Bonnie Davis was sitting in a chair with a book of crossword puzzles on her lap, just staring out the window. She was frail and thin looking, but I could tell that she was tall. She had graying auburn hair and green eyes, just like her boys.

"Hey, mom!" Brandon said.

She looked up at us and seemed to be really confused.

"Hi, mom," Ben said.

She looked between the three of us for a few moments and then smiled at Ben. "My Brandon."

"No, Mom. It's me, Ben," Ben said as he bent down and kissed her head.

"I'm right here, Mom," Brandon said as he moved next to Ben and gave his mom a kiss.

"My boys," she said. "You came."

She had tears in her eyes and it broke my heart.

"Of course we did," Brandon said. "We come every week."

"How are you doing, mom?" Ben asked.

"I'm good now. But I'm hungry."

"We'll see about getting you a snack or something to eat," Ben said.

He stepped out into the hall and flagged down a nurse and asked for something for her to eat.

"Is this Ginny?" she asked looking at me with confusion.

"No, mom," Brandon said with a chuckle. "That is definitely not Ginny. Ginny and I broke up. We got divorced. Remember?"

Ben took my hand and pulled me to his side. "Mom, this is my boyfriend, Benji."

"Benji?"

"Yes. Benji," he repeated.

"It's nice to meet you, ma'am," I said.

"Benji is a boy's name. That's your name," she said, looking totally confused towards Ben.

"Yeah, we have the same name. And Benji is a boy."

"A boy?"

"Yeah, mom. Remember... I like boys."

Ben blushed a little bit and it made me smile.

"Right," she said with a frown. She looked at me disgust and said, "You're a queer."

I looked down as my eyes flooded with tears.

Ben gasped. "Mom!"

I knew she didn't mean it and didn't know what she was saying, but the memories of my dad treating me so bad came back and I buried my face in my hands and started to cry. Ben wrapped his arms around me.

"Shh... She didn't mean that way, Benji," he whispered.

"I know. It's just... My dad used to..."

Ben cupped my face in his hands and looked me in the eyes. He wiped my tears with his thumbs.

"I'm gonna take care of you, Benji," he said quietly. "Your dad will never hurt you again."

He bent down and kissed me on the lips so tenderly. I melted into his arms.

"I love you, Ben," I whispered.

"I love you, Benji."

I looked up and saw Brandon watching us. He had tears in his eyes and he was smiling at me.

Bonnie held her hand out to me, but her face was soft and she was smiling warmly. "Are you married to my Ben?"

"Um, no. But I love Ben very much," I said quietly and I cut my eyes towards Ben.

She motioned for me to come closer and she gave me a hug and patted my back.

Then she gave Ben a hug. "I'm so happy you finally found someone," she told him.

When Ben stood up, he had tears in his eyes and he quickly wiped them away. He pulled me to him and hugged me.

We visited for another hour. Ben's mother drifted in and out, but Ben said that today was a good day.

When it was time to go, Brandon hugged Ben and then gave me a hug as well.

We got into the truck and Ben looked at me. "You wanna go out tonight? To a bar?"

I knew that leaving his mom always depressed him and I smiled and nodded. We drove for a while and Ben pulled into the parking lot of a place called the Phoenix.

"I've only been here a couple of times," Ben said. "It's a little rough, so just stick with me and you'll be okay."

Ben got out of the truck and pulled off his polo shirt. He was wearing a white wife-beater underneath. It stretched out over his thick body and curly auburn hair spilled out over the top. He looked so hot. My penis twitched in my briefs at the sight of him. He took my hand and we walked to the door. He greeted the bouncer and we went inside after the bouncer verified my ID.

It was dark and smoky and loud inside. A long bar occupied one side. A second floor above circled the entire bar, open in the middle above the dance floor, allowing everyone above to look down at the dancers.

The bar was filled with all sorts of guys, though most of them were rough looking and older than me. I saw a couple of them leering at me and I gripped Ben's hand tighter and moved closer to him. I followed Ben to the bar and he ordered a couple of beers for us. We made our way to the other side and found a table. I hopped up onto the stool and took a drink of my beer as I looked around in amazement.

Guys were dancing close and some were even making out on the dance floor. Other guys were kissing at tables. Others were talking and laughing with their friends or boyfriends.

They were all like me and Ben. I looked up at Ben and smiled. He leaned down and kissed me, open mouthed, sensual. I blushed and giggled and looked around. No one was watching. They didn't care. It was so freeing. I looked at Ben and laughed.

After we finished our second round of beers, Ben pulled me out to the dance floor when a slow song came on. Ben put his arms around me and I laid my head on his chest and moved with him.

"You having a good time, baby?" he asked me.

"Yeah. The best," I said looking up at him.

"Good."

He bent down and kissed me. We danced in each others' arms while kissing passionately, our tongues intertwining and toying with each other. I could feel Ben's erection pushing into my stomach. My own was pushing a little tent in my cargo pants.

As the song ended, Ben took my hand and pulled me off the dance floor. He led me up the stairs to the balcony. We took a spot on the balcony and he stood behind me with his arms around me as we watched all of the guys bouncing and grinding to the music.

We moved away from the balcony against the wall where it was darker. We found an empty table and Ben lifted me up on to the stool. He grabbed my face with his hands and kissed me hard. He sucked on my neck for a second, then moved up to my ear. He flicked it with his tongue, sending a shiver down my spine.

"You are so fucking sexy, I could fuck you right here," he growled into my ear.

I whimpered and pulled him closer to me. He ground his hard dick into my crotch. He gave me another hot kiss and then reluctantly pulled away.

"I gotta piss and I'll get us couple more beers. Stay right here," he said. I nodded and he gave me another kiss and left.

I watched him strut down the stairs like a stud and smiled to myself. Someone moved in my way and I tried to look around him to see my man. The man stepped closer and I looked up and gasped.

"Hey, Benny boy," he said.

"Dan!"

I was shocked to see my first lover standing in front of me. He was a little fatter than he used to be, but it was Dan alright.

"That was quite a show you put on down there," he smirked. "You looked like a little whore in heat. Is that neanderthal paying you good money?"

"Go away."

Dan stepped closer to me and I backed up against the wall.

"Aww, Benny, you don't mean that. You know, I asked your Dad about you the other day."

I turned away from him and didn't respond to his goading.

"He said 'that little faggot ain't no son of mine.' A little harsh, I thought."

Tears stung my eyes and I looked at him with hatred. "My boyfriend will kill you if you don't leave me alone."

Dan laughed. "Your 'boyfriend'? You're fucking that ugly bastard for free?"

"Shut up! He's not ugly. He's handsome and he's the nicest guy in the world. I love him and he loves me."

Dan moved even closer. "I'm sure he does. Even I loved you when you spread your legs for me and gave me your cherry."

He grabbed the back of my head and moved in closer like he was going to kiss me. Suddenly he was pulled back away from me and decked across the jaw by Ben.

"Get your filthy hands off my boyfriend!" Ben growled.

Dan quickly recovered and punched Ben in the gut.

"Leave him alone, Dan!" I shouted and I jumped up and moved in front of Ben.

Dan grabbed me by the shirt and pulled me forward and shoved me to the ground. He held up his fists to Ben. Ben's face turned red and his eyes darkened. He hauled back and decked Dan across the eye with his right fist, followed up by a left across the nose. Dan stumbled and fell back onto the table behind him and slumped unconscious to the floor.

Ben pulled me up to my feet and pulled me into his arms. I wrapped my arms around him tight and held on for life.

"Let's get out of here," Ben said. He took my hand and pushed through the crowd that had gathered around us.

We walked right to the truck and climbed in. Ben started the truck and he sped off towards home.

"So... That was your ex, huh?" he asked after a few minutes of silence.

"Yeah. I hate him."

"I heard what he said to you. If I could get away with it, I'd have killed him right there."

I looked at Ben. He was staring straight ahead. He was gripping the steering wheel with white knuckles. I reached up to his right hand and grabbed it. He visibly relaxed and loosened his grip on the steering wheel and we quietly held hands for a while.

"Did you hear what he said about my dad?" I asked quietly.

"No. I heard you tell him we loved each other and then what he said after... about your cherry..."

Ben paused and a growl rumbled in his chest. "That was how I figured out who he was. What did he say about your dad?"

I gulped. "He said he asked Dad about me... and Dad said 'that little faggot ain't no son of mine.' Do you think he really said that?"

I turned my head away and looked out the window and started to cry and Ben turned into a parking lot. He undid his seat belt and pulled me to him and I sobbed as he held me until I stopped crying.

"I'm sorry I keep crying all the time," I sniffled.

"Don't be sorry, Benji. You can't help how you feel. You're sensitive. It's one of the things I love about you."

When we pulled into his garage, we went inside and Ben asked me to turn on the shower while he took care of Toby.

I climbed into the tub and stood under the warm water with my eyes closed. I took a deep breath and relaxed. I opened my eyes when the shower curtain opened and Ben stepped in. I looked up into his manly face and smiled. I wrapped my arms around him and we held each other under the warm water.

"This is nice," I said.

"Almost as nice as dancing with you."

I gave him a squeeze and then got the washcloth and shower gel and began to clean my bigger, older lover.

After washing and drying each other, we climbed into bed.

"Despite running into Dan, I had a great day today, Ben... Especially meeting your brother and your mom. The whole weekend was great. It really meant a lot to me that you'd share it with me."

"I'm glad, baby. I loved having you here all weekend."




Big Ben



Ben turned onto his side and lovingly stroked my face and my chest.

"I love you, Ben."

"I love you, baby."

He bent down and kissed me. His tongue pushed into my mouth and he insistently explored every inch of me. I could feel his prick hardening against my hip as we kissed. He climbed between my legs, pushing them apart with his beefy thighs. I moaned and whimpered as he sucked on my neck.

"Make love to me, Ben," I whispered. "I need you so bad."

I grabbed the lube off the nightstand and gave it to Ben.

"Please," I begged.

Ben slid down my body and spread my legs apart. I laid my head back on the pillow. His tongue slid down the length of my shaft then swiped across my balls, moving further down. He spread my cheeks with this hands and I braced myself for the pleasure he was about to give me.

His tongue wiped across my tight little hole and I gasped and gripped the sheets. I writhed around on the bed as he tongued me and licked me into delirium. Ben pulled up and straddled my chest. His 10-inch uncut cock bobbed in front of my face.

"Suck my cock," he demanded.

I whimpered and leaned my head forward and took him into my mouth, pushing back the foreskin with my lips. I bobbed up and down on his thick shaft. He pushed forward and pumped it in and out of my mouth until it was good and wet. He moved back down and pushed my legs apart. He lubed up his fat cock and slid it into me.

I cried out in pleasure and grabbed at his back. "Yes, Ben!"

"Take my cock, baby," he grunted as he pumped hard in and out of me.

"Oh god, Ben, it's so good."

"You like that? You like my big cock, Benji?" he husked, accenting each word with a hard thrust.

"I love it, Ben, I love it. I love you so much. Oh god, please... Make me come, Ben, please."

Ben ruthlessly pounded the shit out of my ass. The headboard banged against the wall repeatedly. The noise caused Toby to start barking outside the door.

"Ung, fuck yeah!" Ben groaned. "I love your tight little ass, baby... So hot... Oh god, you're so fucking good."

"Oh, Ben, yes! Don't stop, don't stop..."

"Who's your man?"

"You are, Ben."

"Who's ass is this?"

"It's yours, Ben. I'm yours, Ben. Only yours, forever."

"Aw fuck, you're making me come!"

"Come inside me, Ben! Oh my god, I'm coming, Ben!"

"Oh shit, I'm.... BENJI!"

We both exploded simultaneously. As I spurt all over our stomachs, Ben blasted his load deep into my ass.

He collapsed on top of me, panting in my ear and peppering my neck and the side of my face with light kisses. I laid under him, my body trembling uncontrollably.

"You are fucking incredible, Benji," he growled into my ear. "I am so fucking in love with you."

"Love you too, Ben."

I kissed Ben's whiskered chin and looked up into his face. His eyes were drooping shut. His dick softened and popped out of me. He rolled over onto his back and pulled me to his chest. I fell asleep in his arms.

***

Monday morning we went to work as normal and ate lunch together. That night we went to my place after we had dinner. He stayed for a while, then left after we had made love and started to fall asleep.

Laying in my bed after he left, I felt so cold and lonely without Ben. After the weekend with him, I wanted more. I knew it was selfish. Even so, I didn't dare ask him to stay or to take me back to his house. If he wanted me to come with him, he would have asked. The tears fell easily from my eyes as I laid there feeling sorry for myself.

When I got up the next day, I was dragging. I had tossed and turned all night and was exhausted.

I had trouble concentrating on my work, so I went to the break room and got a Coke and returned to my desk. I was going over the routes so far for the week and I almost burst into tears. It was Ben's turn for another long haul and he'd be gone Tuesday afternoon through Friday afternoon.

When he stopped by the desk, I gave him his paperwork for the day, but didn't mention the haul yet just in case. He looked tired as well.

"You okay?" he asked me.

"I'm just tired," I answered.

"Me too. Didn't sleep well."

"Yeah, me neither."

Two of the other truckers lined up my cubicle and Ben said he'd see me at lunch and left me to get back to work.

At lunch time, I told Ben that he was going to have to do the haul and he shrugged. "Okay."

Tears welled up in my eyes. "I'm gonna miss you," I whispered.

"Hey, don't do that, baby. You know I'm gonna miss you like crazy, but it's only a few days and I'll be back. And you know I can't turn down the pay differential."

"I know..."

"My neighbor usually looks after Toby when I'm gone. Why don't you stay over at my place? You can keep an eye on the house, and Toby would love your company."

"Really?"

"Yeah, if you want. You're gonna have to get up a little bit earlier to get here on time, though."

"I'd love to babysit Toby," I nodded and smiled and Ben had a big grin on his face.

"We'll stop by your place tonight and you can pack a bag for the week. Tomorrow morning you can drive us to work in my truck to get used to the ride."

After dinner, we stopped by my apartment and I packed a suitcase and my toiletries, then we headed over to Ben's house.

We sat on the couch together with Toby and watched TV. I fell asleep on Ben's shoulder with his arm around me.

"Benji."

I opened my eyes and realized I was laying on Ben's shoulder with a string of drool dripping out of my mouth. I sat up and blushed as I wiped my mouth and chin. The news was wrapping up on TV and Ben turned it off.

"Toby, go to your crate," Ben told him as he gave the little dog a gentle swat on the butt. Toby hopped off the couch and ran into his kennel and sat down.

Ben held out his hand and I took it and followed him to his bedroom. We did our bathroom duties and got ready for bed. I crawled into bed naked while Ben did a last sweep of the house making sure everything was locked and all the lights were off.

By the time he got back, I was asleep. I woke up when he got into bed and I snuggled up against him.

"You're so cute when you sleep," he said. "Like an angel."

I smiled and kissed his chest and tightened my arm around him.

"I love you, Benji," he whispered.

"Love you," I said as my eyes shut and sleep overtook me.

***

The alarm going off jarred me awake the next morning. Ben rolled away from me and turned it off, then moved back behind me. He wrapped his arms around me and held me tight against him. I sighed deeply. I felt Ben's soft lips brush up against the back of my neck. His hard dick pressed into my back.

"I want you, Benji," he growled.

I whimpered and turned around and kissed him. I pressed my lips hard against his and opened my mouth. I tentatively flicked me tongue on his bottom hip and entered his mouth. I found his tongue and Ben groaned and pushed me onto my back. I eagerly spread my legs wide for him, and he lifted my left leg up.

"Want you too, Ben," I whispered.

We didn't have a lot of time before we had to get ready for work, so there wasn't a lot of foreplay. He stayed on his side and pushed into me. There was an initial shock of the pain when he entered me with his thickness, but it quickly faded. He leaned over and kissed me and grabbed my dick and within minutes he was pounding the come out of me while shooting a huge load into me.

After we showered and got dressed for work, we quickly made lunch and Ben said goodbye to Toby. He gave me a set of keys as we were leaving.

"These are my truck keys and the house keys."

I took the keys and climbed into the driver's seat of the big white truck. I pressed the button to open the garage door and put the key in the ignition. My hands were shaking and I looked over at Ben.

"Don't be nervous," he said as I started the truck. "You'll do fine."

"I haven't driven in a really long time and it was nothing this big."

"You'll get used to it quickly. You handle big things real good."

Ben laughed and his innuendo made me blush and giggle. But Ben was right. After a few minutes, I got used to the way it worked and we made it to work fine, albeit it took us a little longer than when Ben drove.

I pulled into the parking lot and parked the truck and turned it off. I was grinning proudly as I hopped out of the truck and Ben laughed. He ruffled my hair and we went inside to get our day started.

After we had lunch, I walked out to Ben's rig with him to see him off.

"You ever been in a semi before?" he asked. I shook my head and he opened the door and helped me up. I climbed over the driver's seat and into the passenger's seat. He got in and shut the door.

Ben smiled at me and I smiled back at him. "You're so handsome, Ben," I said.

I looked at his face and let out a soft sigh. "Are you growing out your beard? You haven't shaved in a few days."

"Yeah, I was gonna shave it off this morning, but I didn't have time. Someone was distracting me."

"I didn't hear you complaining... but I did hear Toby barking."

Ben laughed. "I guess he doesn't like the headboard hitting the wall."

I smiled bashfully and blushed. I looked around the big rig. It was big and roomy and everything was nice and clean. I looked behind the seat and peeked behind the curtain. "Is this where you sleep?"

"Yup."

"There's not a lot of room. Aren't you uncomfortable?"

"I'd rather be at home in my big bed, but it's not too bad."

Ben got up and opened the curtain and crawled back and laid down on his back. He put his hands behind his head and his legs were bent at the knees. "See?"

I smiled at him and then jumped on him. He laughed and grabbed me and pulled me to him and kissed me.

"You're gonna get us in trouble," he said.

I ran my hand down his chest and stomach to his crotch. I gently squeezed and massaged the lump there and it started to grow under my hand.

"I wanna show you how much I'm gonna miss you," I whispered.

I unbuckled and unzipped his pants. I pulled his dick out of the fly of his boxers and I bent down and took him into my mouth. I sucked and stroked and he was hard and throbbing within a minute.

"Oh fuck, Benji..."

Ben grabbed my head and pushed it up and down on his big cock. I moaned and sucked hard, sliding and twisting my spit soaked hand up and down the shaft. Ben was grunting and groaning.

"Suck me, baby..."

He didn't hold back; he bucked up into my mouth until he blew his load in less than three minutes.

I sat up and wiped my mouth with the back of my hand. He stuffed his softening member back into his jeans and did up his fly and belt.

He pulled me close to him and kissed me tenderly.

"I wish I had you on the road with me."

I opened my mouth to say how much I was going to miss him, but shut it when tears welled up in my eyes. He hugged me and I laid my head on his shoulder as he stroked the back of my head and my back.

"I gotta go, baby," he whispered.

I nodded and sniffled. He moved around me and got out of the truck. He helped me down and gave me a quick hug, then climbed back in. He started up the truck and I stood and waved to him as he drove off.

The first night in his house without him was really weird. Toby didn't know what to make of me. He was happy to see me at first, but then he went and sat by the door that led into the garage. I realized he was waiting for Ben to come inside. It was cute, but sad at the same time.

"I know, Toby. I want your daddy to come home, too."

After I made myself a sandwich for dinner, I cuddled up on the couch and watched TV. Toby finally came and curled up behind my legs with his head resting on my thigh.

Ben called around 10 PM like he said he would. We talked for almost an hour. I told him about Toby laying by the door waiting for him and he laughed and said his dog was crazy. I could tell that it touched him though.

After we hung up the phone, I got ready for bed. I accidentally left the door open and Toby came into the room and sat down looking up at me as I laid in bed. I told him to go to his crate and he left the room. I rolled over onto my side, facing away from the door. I wished Ben was cuddled up behind me. I heard Toby come back in and then jump up onto the bed. He moved around behind me in a circle a few times and then he plopped down and curled up into a ball behind my legs, his head resting against my butt.

I know that Ben said Toby wasn't allowed on the bed, but I didn't want to be alone so I let him sleep with me. Toby ended up sleeping with me every night.

Thursday night, Brandon called and said he was going to come over with a pizza. He brought a large pizza and a six pack of beer. I drank part of a beer and ate two slices. He finished off the pizza and two of the beers. Toby was really happy to see Brandon and spent most of the night with his head on Brandon's lap.

"Did Ben send you here to check on me?" I asked.

"Not to check on you. Just to make sure you were okay. Keep you company."

"I miss Ben," I said with a pitiful smile.

"He misses you, too. He said last night that you were really upset on the phone."

I nodded, recalling how I had cried so hard because I missed him so much. My face turned red and I looked away as I realized the tears were about to fall again. Brandon put his arms around me and hugged me and patted my back.

"I love him so much," I whispered between sniffles.

"He loves the hell out of you. Shit, you're all he talks about now. To be honest, it's gettin' kinda old."

I pulled away and laughed with him.

"He'll be back tomorrow, little brother. You can make it one more day."

"I like being your little brother."

My cheeks pinked up and I looked away, embarrassed that I had said that out loud.

He laughed at me and ruffled my hair.

We continued to talk for a while longer and Brandon left just before Ben's nightly call. Before he left, he gave me a warm hug and a kiss on the top of the head.

***

I got to work Friday morning a few minutes before 7:00. I hurried to my cubicle and got logged in to my PC and started working.

Around 9:00, I headed to the trucker's lounge to give some paperwork to one of the drivers. As I walked back to my cubicle, I noticed a group of three men enter the building. I recognized one of them was the owner of the company, 'Ace' Sinclair.

Not an hour later, we were all told there was a mandatory staff meeting and we were to report to the warehouse floor outside the trucker's lounge immediately.

"What's going on?" Mona asked me as we walked back to the warehouse.

I shrugged. I was feeling really nervous. All of the employees that were in the building gathered on the floor.

Ace stood in front of the crowd and greeted us. "Hey, everyone. It's good to see you all again. I'm gonna make this brief since I know you got work to do. Joe Boothe has left the company to pursue other career opportunities."

We all looked at each other, shocked and surprised.

"Warehouse manager Cole Ford will replace him, effective immediately."

Everyone was stunned as Cole moved out from the employees to stand next to Ace. Ace then went on to announce other changes. They were eliminating the warehouse manager position, but leaving the current assistant warehouse manager. He and a newly created assistant logistics manager would report to Cole.

Cole told everyone that he hoped that we would give him our support and he looked forward to the challenge of the new position.

As we all returned to work, everyone was murmuring and talking amongst themselves about the changes. Mona asked me what I thought happened to Boothe.

"It sounds like he got fired," I whispered.

I had just settled down at my desk when Cole Ford stopped in and asked to see me. I followed him into Mr. Boothe's old office. Ace Sinclair was sitting in one of the chairs in front of the desk and I started to panic.

The only thing I could think was, 'Oh my god. I'm being fired.'

Ace stood and shook my hand. "It's good to see you again, Benji."

Cole sat down at his new desk.

Ace continued. "I understand that you and Joe Boothe had some issues in the past."

"Yes, sir," I said and swallowed nervously.

Ace pulled some papers out of a file folder.

"It seems that in your upcoming annual review, you were given an unsatisfactory rating in every category. He recommended that you be terminated."

I looked down at the floor and braced myself. I would not cry in front of Ace and Cole.

"After speaking with Cole and some of the other employees, this review doesn't seem to match up with what I've heard about you. Nor does it match up with your previous annual reviews. Given the reasons for Boothe's termination, which I will not discuss, I tend not to trust his judgment."

Ace ripped the review in half and tossed it into the garbage.

"Benji, as I discussed in the meeting, we are changing the management structure. Cole and I have talked about potential candidates for the assistant logistics manager position and your name was one that came up more than once."

I was shocked. "Uh, thank you, sir."

"So, what do you say?"

I looked between Ace and Cole.

"I'm offering you the assistant logistics manager position, Benji."

My mouth dropped open, but I quickly recovered. "I'm honored, sir. But, before I accept... Um... I should tell you that I am dating another employee..."

"We're aware of that, Benji," Cole said. "It's not a problem."

"Then I accept. I promise, you won't be disappointed."

We stood and I shook Ace's hand, then shook Cole's hand. I walked out of the office with a big smile on my face.

***

I was sitting at my desk that afternoon when I heard the clopping of cowboy boots approaching. I swung around in my chair and my face lit up as I watched my man strutting up to my cubicle. His snug jeans showed off his big package. He had shaved his beard, leaving only a horseshoe moustache behind. I looked him up and down as he walked towards me. He looked like a hot biker and I instantly got hard in my pants. He stepped into my cubicle and I jumped up and hugged him without thinking. He bent down and kissed me. I blushed as he leaned against my desk.

"Miss me, baby?" he asked in a whisper.

"Yeah. Lots," I breathed. "I'm so glad you're home."

"Me too. I need a fucking shower bad."

His armpits were stained with sweat and I leaned in and smelled him.

"Mmm. Sexy," I whispered.

"You are bad," he laughed.

"And I like your moustache," I told him. "It's sexy."

I stood up on my tip toes and gave him a quick kiss.

Ben chuckled. "You're playful, today."

"You missed all of the excitement," I said quietly. "Mr. Boothe got fired. They promoted Cole and he's gonna be over the new logistics assistant manager and the warehouse assistant manager. Guess who the new logistics assistant manager is?"

"Carl?"

"No," I laughed. "Me!"

Ben bent down and kissed me and hugged me.

"Congratulations, baby. I am so proud of you. No one deserves it more than you do."

He gave me another kiss, then gave me his paperwork and I sat back down in my chair and checked it out and updated the computer records.

I looked back at him and he had a smug, self-satisfied look on his face.

"What?" I asked.

"Nothin'."

"Did you have something to do with Boothe getting fired?"

"You like Chinese food, don't you?" he asked as he ignored my question.

I narrowed my eyes at him and nodded.

"Good," he said. "Let's just go home and order Chinese and stay in tonight. I'll see you in about an hour."

I pulled his keys out of my pocket and held them out to him.

"Those are yours," he said and turned around and walked away. I watched his butt as he walked down the hall. As he turned the corner, he looked at me and smirked, knowing that I was watching him. I looked at the truck and house keys and smiled and put them back into my pocket.




Big Ben



Electra sat on the edge of the sofa waiting for Benito to return from the bathroom.

She had met him in a local bar where she, and two friends had gone for a drink with a couple of lads that clearly had hidden agendas, and who constantly ogled the three girls breasts, and backsides. She couldn't bare to sit with the group as the topic of conversation turned to football, and the pairs cars. She made the excuse that she was going to the toilet, and that she'd thought she had spotted someone she knew over the other side of the bar.

She left the four bragging, and giggling in the common way that people do when they are trying to get into one another's pants. She made her way to the other side of the busy bar, and tried to find a seat. It was heaving with people, and after a minute or two she resigned herself to the fact that she would have to stand at the end of the bar where it was relatively clear. 

She had been standing there for several minutes, and was enjoying her drink and entertaining herself by people watching when she noticed a man looking at her. 

Initially she had the usual feeling of dread that she was about to be chatted up by a lecherous idiot, but the man smiled warmly at her, and seemed to know what she was thinking, because he didn't stare at her like a dirty old man, he just took a sip from his drink, and turned back to a conversation that was going on between two men that were at his table.

She continued to watch him for a couple of minutes. He was attractive, but not in a classic film star kind of way, more of a dark, and dangerous way. He had short cropped black hair, and incredibly dark eyes that themselves looked almost black. He had a hard looking oval shaped face with a roman looking nose that she concluded would look unattractive on anyone else. He looked tall, and strong, she could make out a fit well toned body under the snugly fitting black T-shirt that he wore. The overall package was temptingly brooding.

As she stood there contemplating what delights he might hold he looked up at her again. She felt herself flush as she realised she had still been staring at him. She turned quickly back to face the bar, and hoped that he hadn't seen her blush. A few minutes later just as she was about to finish her drink, and head back to her friends someone tapped her shoulder.

Electra turned expecting to find one of her friends coming to check up on her, but no, it was the man. He stood a full head taller than her, and his broad shoulders seemed to fill her vision. He smiled again and in a smooth deep slightly accented voice he said, "Hello, may I buy you another drink? You appear to have finished that one." She looked at his face for a second before shyly accepting. Whilst they waited for the drinks he introduced himself as Benito and they began to chat.

She was nervous, but his easy manner, and unobtrusive attitude made her relax in no time. The drinks arrived. She asked him where he came from, and after joking that he'd just come from the pub down the road. He told her that he had been born, and lived in Rome in Italy until his family came to England when he was fourteen. It turned out that they were the same age, and in fact their birthdays were in the same month.

The pair had chatted for over an hour, and were getting on tremendously well. They had flirted, and there had even been some cursory body contact. Each of them had discreetly eyed the other, and liked what they saw. It was only a matter of time before Electra was saying good bye to her friends, and heading back to his flat. 

That was over an hour ago, and Electra was now nervously sipping from a glass of deep red Bordeaux wine. She thought back to the bar, and the moment they stood to leave for Benito's flat. She had noticed him look her up and down, his eyes portraying flickers of desire as he drank in her curves.

She got a lot of attention from men. Although she didn't think she was anything special, she did have generous round breasts. She knew that was mainly what they were interested in. She had a curvy, well proportioned figure that along with her height of around five feet eight inches made her size eighteen frame very desirable. She had an open friendly face with a full wide mouth and a neat nose. Her large almond shaped eyes were a rich hazel colour, and her shoulder length hair a warm tawny brown.

At that moment Benito walked into the living room. His lean toned body looking sleek in the subdued light. Electra watched him approach. She took in his dark eyes, strong jaw line, and broad shoulders. She couldn't resist a glance at his groin. She looked once but then had to look again because she wasn't sure if the light was playing tricks on her. She could clearly see the outline of an impressive cock pressing against the fabric of his trousers, it didn't look hard, but more as if it was semi erect.

She took another sip of wine as she anticipated taking a cock that size, she had after all, only ever had as much as seven inches. Benito joined her on the plush leather sofa, and took a couple of sips from his own wine glass. After chatting about the flat for a few minutes the subject turned to sex. Benito complimented her on her eyes saying that they were beautiful and alluring, and he asked, "did you know that you have 'come to bed' eyes?"

Feeling a little emboldened Electra replied, "well, if I've got 'come to bed eyes', then you have definitely got a 'come to bed bulge.'"

Initially he seemed a little shocked at her sudden confidence, but he recovered quickly, and with a playful smile said, "ah, that may be, but I am really quite shy, and need a fair bit of encouragement." Electra was surprised at herself, and after a moments hesitation she leant forward, and kissed him softly on the lips. Benito responded by taking her glass away, and putting it on the nearby stainless steel coffee table along with his own, then, he moved in closer to her, and returned her kiss.

His tongue probed deep into her sweet mouth, his lips were warm, and soft with the slightly fruity tang of the shiraz that he had been drinking. Their kisses became more passionate with every passing second, and they each began to caress one another's body's. At first they were tentative but soon they became more, and more driven by lust. 

He cupped her left breast, his large hand feeling warm through her thin cotton shirt. Almost instantly her nipples stiffened as he rubbed his thumb across the surface of the clothing. She ran her hands over his firm torso. Over his round muscular shoulders, and down his chest until she reached his taught stomach where she dragged her nails from left to right.

This seemed to encourage him further, and he slid his right hand up her shirt to release her bra, whilst he did this he moved his free hand up behind her head, and grabbed a handful of her soft hair. Electra became putty in his hands. She groaned, and sighed as he firmly caressed her heaving globes. She ran one hand up the inside of one of his legs, and gently massaged around the upper thigh for a couple of minutes before creeping her exploring digits up, and across to his groin.

Her hand never reached it, because as it drew closer she felt the tip of his cock a good eight inches from the top of his thigh. She paused, shocked, and nervous she ran her palm up and down its length. Her stomach felt like it had a million butterflies fluttering around inside it as she closed her fingers around its girth. It was so much thicker than any cock she had ever felt before. She almost thought it must be fake, but no, as she caressed, and stroked the impressive member it swelled, and lengthened. She could hardly believe it, was she actually going to get to be screwed by this monster? She never usually had sex with people she'd only just met in a bar, but my god, she wanted it.

Benito was clearly enjoying the attention, and was eagerly removing Electra's shirt, and bra as they began to kiss again. He leant down, and nuzzled his face into her beautiful heavy breasts. She felt his hooked nose pressing into her smooth warm flesh, she arched her back making her firm DD's thrust outward . He groaned as he began to lick and suck around her rock hard nipples before gently biting over the entire surface of the fabulous pair. She enjoyed his mouth for long moments until she couldn't wait any longer.

She put her hands on his chest, and gently pushed him away so she had enough room to peel his T-shirt up over his head. She very nearly screamed with delight as she took in the vision of his firm sculpted body. He was gorgeous, and she wanted him right now. She jumped to her feet, and with one movement kicked off her shoes, and began to pull off her skirt to reveal the smooth black satin french knickers that she wore beneath.

Following her example Benito stood, and took his shoes off. and began to unbuckle his belt. Seeing this Electra stopped him by grabbing his hand, and gently pulling it away. She looked up into his dark eyes, and with a shake of her head and a wicked smile said, "oh please, let me." With that she dropped to her knees, and slowly unbuckled the belt, unbuttoned the trousers, and then with agonisingly slow deliberation she unzipped them, and let them drop to the floor.

She looked at the massive bulge in his boxer shorts, and a shiver of anticipation ran through her. She could just see the tip of the cock poking out the bottom of the shorts, it had to be at least nine inches long now. After admiring the bulge for several long seconds she looked up into Benito's face. Looking up through her lashes knowing that her eyes would be looking huge and innocent she said, "Mmmmm, yummy." 

He looked down at her, a smile curling his lips, and said, "suck it." She needed no more encouragement. With a hand on either side she pulled the shorts down inch by inch.

The base of his cock was about three fingers wide, as more of it became visible she could see that it was as thick all the way to the tip. As the shorts cleared the member it sprang outward, and hung at a forty five degree angle. It looked heavy, its head a deep purple red, and its long thick shaft ridged with vain's. She reached forward with one hand, and gripped it firmly. 

It felt hot beneath her fingers, and seemed to pulsate with her every action. She leaned forward on her knees, and took the tip in her mouth. She had to open her lips almost completely to accommodate the shiny glands. Benito groaned as she flicked her tongue over the head, and concentrated the tip on the eye of the dome. She reached up with her other hand and began to wank the massive specimen double handed as she attempted to take as much of it as possible.

She moaned hungrily as she sucked, and forced her head down on the monster, but she could only take around five inches because its vain covered girth filled her mouth so completely. She drew back from the meaty organ, and gasped for air. Seeing that it was now fully erect and pointing proudly skyward she said, "Its the most beautiful cock I've ever seen. Its enormous, how big is it?"

Benito smiled broadly down at her, and with a devilish glint in his eyes said, "Why don't you measure it and find out."

Electra bit her bottom lip, and looking up through her lashes again she said, "yes please, I want to see what I'm going to get!"

Almost immediately Benito kicked the trousers from his ankles, and headed to the bedroom calling over his shoulder, "Don't move, I'll be right back." A few moments later he reappeared holding a rolled up tape measure. Electra watched his massive member bob from side to side as he returned to where she knelt.

She took the tape measure from him, and uncoiled it as he repositioned himself in front of her. She licked her lips as she placed the end of the tape at the base of the cock, and then holding the end in place with her left hand she glided her right up the length until it reached the tip. Electra took in a sharp breath as she saw how long it was, she blinked and checked again in disbelief. She could feel her mouth go dry and she had to swallow before she looked up into Benito's dark eyes and said, "Its just under twelve and a half inches long! That's just, well, its just, huge!"

Benito chuckled and asked, "But do you like it? Do you want it?"

"Oh my god yes!" Replied the now almost salivating Electra. "But I want to see how thick it is first so I can tell my girlfriends just how big it really is." With that she released the tape from its base, and wrapped it around the thick pulsating shaft. Again she could hardly believe what her eyes were telling her. The tape measure read, just over seven and a half inches where it met its end. 

She could feel the pussy juices cool, and moist on her pouting labia as Benito's strong hands took her by the shoulders, and guided her to the sofa. She let the tape fall from her hands as her peachy backside sank into the welcoming cool leather. He pushed her gently backwards so she was almost laying down with her buttocks at the edge of the seat. He knelt in front of her, and opened her legs to reveal her sex before he began to lean forward, but she put a hand out to stop him, and said, "Wait. Tell me what you think of mine?" She was a little embarrassed, and couldn't really believe she had asked him. She could feel her cheeks burning but she was just so aroused, her pussy was dripping.

Benito sat back on his heels, and tilting his head to one side and with his rich voice heavy with desire he whispered, "come on then, don't be shy now, show me. Spread your pretty little legs wide, and reveal all." She felt herself redden further as she obeyed. She eased her smooth thighs apart to expose the wet folds of her womanhood. Her lips were puffed up, and trickles of sweet liquid ran down to her buttocks. He grinned as he said, "touch yourself. Touch that beautiful cunt. Show me how you play." She was shocked by the word he had used to describe her pussy, but strangely, it made her even hotter.

After wriggling on the edge of the cushion for a moment, she slid her right hand down her smooth stomach to her mound. With one slender finger she traced the outer lips spreading the juices around making them glisten. She could feel that they had already begun to open as she slid one finger over her swollen clit, and down towards her tight entrance. She could hear his breathing deepen as her own fingers passed her lips. He was slowly wanking as he leant in closer so as to scrutinize her quim.

He was so close she could feel the heat of his breath tickling the exposed parts of her most private place. She groaned, and wriggled as she slipped first one then two fingers into herself. She moved her other hand to just above her mound, and began to rhythmically rub her protruding pink clit with excited urgency. Within moments Electra felt an intense tingle spreading from her clit through the whole of her pussy, and spreading outwards until the entirety of her body was alive with lust. She began to rock her hips up to meet the two fingers that delved within her. The world became a haze as her pussy throbbed increasingly until finally her mind went blank as her body took over.

As the waves of convulsive pleasure washed over her she suddenly felt Benito's hot tongue lap at her slit, and it just made her explode. She didn't know what to do with herself as he continued exploring her sweet sex. He slid it alongside her fingers and into her as she slowly came down from her ecstasy. She almost immediately removed her digits, and left him to lap, lick and penetrate her expertly.

She moved her hands up to her heaving breasts, and tenderly caressed the soft warm globes, and tweaked the stiff nipples enjoying the cool of her palms on her hot flesh. Within a few minutes Benito had worked her back to the point of climax, and just as she began to shake, and juices flowed from her now aching pussy he drove three fingers deep into her, and her world became nothing but a screaming orgasm. 

Electra lay a trembling, ecstasy wracked form on the soft leather. Her pussy throbbed, and her breasts heaved. Benito got to his feet, and positioned himself next to her head. Gently taking her head with one hand he turned her pretty face towards his throbbing cock.

She willingly opened her mouth wide to accept the monster. He pushed more, and more of the hot shaft into her straining orifice, and began to rock backwards, and forwards as he slowly fucked her throat. She could feel the massive head stretching her airway as he pumped into her. He could hear Electra gagging on his meat, and it pushed him to fuck her mouth more vigorously until she couldn't take any more, and pulled away from the glistening pulsating member. 

Electra sat up, and turned over onto her knees, and leant forward onto her hands so her warm round buttocks were presented to Benito. Her soaking pussy ached for his cock, and she could feel the cool air on her swollen lips. Benito reached down, and spread the sweet lips with one hand as he gripped the base of his rampant cock, and guided it toward the awaiting entrance. 

Electra gasped in shock, and delight as she felt the thick broad tip force its way past her tight folds, and begin to gradually penetrate her. She sucked in great mouthfuls of air as Benito built up a steady rhythm gradually increasing in speed. She reached down between her perspiration covered thighs to feel the cocks massive girth stretching her skin around the entrance of her sex so that she was unable even to slide a finger in next to the invading member.

She reached further still to find that the throbbing shaft was only around half way inside her. She thought she would die with pleasure as she groaned, "more, give me more of that delicious cock." Benito instantly thrust the huge rod deeper inside the tiny velvet like pussy, and she screamed with delight as she took the extra three inches. She could feel that there was still another three or four inches of the monster dick to take, but could tell she wouldn't be able to take it as her sex was full to the point of bursting.

Instead she began to fuck herself back onto it, increasing smooth rotations of her hips as she did so. She could hear Benito's breathing getting heavier, and heavier with every movement of her curves. She could feel the cock twitching, and throbbing deep within her as she continued to ride the beast. Benito gasped "don't stop baby, ride it, milk it." She obeyed, and within a minute he wailed that he was about to cum.

Electra slid off of the huge dick, and spun round to take his load on her face. She grabbed the pulsing shaft two handed, and continued to wank it as the first jet of cum shot from it and hit her on the forehead. She didn't let go as Benito hosed her face with jet after jet of hot creamy cum. She felt the silky liquid shower her face completely, it ran down over her eyes, nose, and cheeks until it dripped from her chin down onto her milky white breasts. She was absolutely covered in Benito's jism and she loved it.

With big gleeful eyes Electra looked up into his face, and said "you are without doubt the best fuck, and the best cock I have ever had. Thank you."



Big Ben



I live in Kansas City, but I grew up in the Dallas suburbs. A few months ago, I met Ben at a cookout that my friend and her husband hosted. We struck up a conversation and found out that he grew up on the other side of the same county. His broad chest got my attention, and we immediately started going out.

After a couple months of kissing and fondling, I decided last week that this would be the night I stopped resisting our mutual desires. We had reservations at a nice restaurant and tickets to an R-rated movie. Two nights before the date, I had a dream that had recurred since I was in college where my brother Tom and I had sex. Sometimes it was gentle and sometimes it was intense, but it always ended with us lying together in my bed at my parents' house. That's probably because the first time I had the dream was when I'd come home during college and Tom was working on the roof in his bare shirt. Two details were different this time: My brain skipped directly from us being naked to being in my bed, and the bed was the one in my current apartment.

After the movie started, I put my hand on Ben's leg. Every time a sexy scene came up, I moved my hand up a little. About an hour in, someone walked past us with popcorn, and I had to move my hand to let her pass. Once she was out of our way, we switched and Ben put his hand on my thigh. The difference is, when his hand was only a few inches away from my hip, I lifted it. He said, "Sorry," and started to move it away. I nodded my head and moved it back so it was still on my thigh but a couple inches across from my crotch. When the movie reached the climax-if you're expecting me to say that I did too, I'm sorry to disappoint you-he reached over and felt my pussy. I put my hand over his and pressed. I could feel the tip of his index finger at the lower part of my lips. He looked over at me and smiled, and I smiled back.

After the movie, he leaned in and asked, "Your place or mine?"

Even though I'd seen his bed and it looked quite comfortable, I said, "Mine," without knowing why.

We raced to my apartment. As soon as we were inside with our coats off, we were wrapped in each other's arms, kissing, hands roaming up and down. Our hands had only roamed a few times before I felt his on my bottom. He didn't have to push; I pulled myself closer to him and returned the favor on his bottom. "Oh, Amy," he said.

"Call me Sis," I blurted out.

I swore I heard a record scratch as he broke the embrace and pulled himself away. "What the hell is going on in your family?" he asked.

"Crap, you mean I said that out loud?" I asked. "Nothing's going on," I told him. "Nothing of interest, anyway." I told him about the recurring dream, and then I added, "I was thinking about it yesterday, and I realized you remind me of my brother Tom."

"The one you dream about fucking?"

"The only brother I've got," I told him. "Shit, now you think I'm psycho, don't you?"

"Lots of people have fantasies like that. Most of us just manage never to tell anyone."

"So you're not weirded out?"

"Tell me how you imagined it happening," he said.

I turned my back on him and protested. "This is embarrassing enough already." He put his arms around me from behind, put his hands on my thighs and kissed my neck. "Umm ... this is exactly how I imagined it," I continued.

"But your brother was working on the roof. Wasn't he hot that day?"

"Yeah," I said with a smile. "He had his shirt off." I understood when I said this that I had chosen my apartment instead of Ben's to make this as similar to the dream as it could be.

Ben let go of me. I could hear fabric rustling. When I turned around, his shirttail was out, he had the shirt unbuttoned most of the way, and he said, "Welcome home, Sis!" He got the last couple buttons undone before I hugged him again.

"You look hot," I told him.

Ben made a show of flexing his muscles, which were borderline impressive. "Yeah, I am, aren't I?"

"Oh, God, you really are like Tom," I said.

"Sorry about all the sweat," he said.

"Okay, you can hug me now," I told him. I turned my back to him again. He put his arms back around me. Instead of putting his hands over my thighs, he put his right hand in between and his left arm under my breasts. I heaved a sigh. I guess he took that as a cue, because he caressed my right breast. I backed up against him, and I could feel his hard cock. His response was to draw his hand up my thigh and over the area right next to my pussy. That made me grind my butt against him. I chuckled.

"What's so funny?" Ben asked.

"Back when Tom and I were both still living at home, we watched 'A Fish Called Wanda' together. Two of the characters are a couple who are pretending to be brother and sister in order to get in on some kind of heist. There's this one scene where they're alone and getting ready to have sex, and she tells him, 'I'd fuck you even if you were my brother.' Later that night, I poked my head into his room and repeated the line. He got up and acted like he was trying to grab my ass. I turned and ran back to my room, but in my imagination, I stayed."

"What else happened in your imagination?"

"Well, it's tame compared to the dream, but I figure if I'd stayed, he would have put his hands on his hips and acted like he was fucking me from behind."

I felt Ben's hands on my hips. "You mean like this?" he asked. He was thrusting back and forth at my jeans.

"Yeah, except I didn't imagine him actually being hard," I said, and I added, "like you are."

He pulled me back to him and caressed both my breasts. "Glad you noticed!"

I went back to the dream. "Hey, you've still got tar on your hands!" Ben pulled his hands back and acted apologetic. "And that's my last clean bra, too! Now I'll have to do laundry."

"I'll get your bag," he said. He acted like he was picking up a duffel bag, and we walked into my bedroom. I held up the lid of an imaginary washing machine, and he held the bag while I pulled the clothes out of the bag. "Am I supposed to make a crude joke about your underwear now?" he asked.

I held up an imaginary panty. "I've been wearing them so long, you can see through them!" I pulled a few more things out and said, "That's it for those clothes. Gotta clean this one, too, since you got tar on it." I turned my back to him and turned my shoulders back toward each other. "Help me out here," I said.

Ben was only too happy to oblige. He had all four clasps undone in seconds. "You know, I had my hands on your jeans, too," he said.

I looked down and said, "You're right." My excitement got the better of me for a moment, as I unbuckled my pants and took them off quickly. I tossed them over the bed where the washer was.

Ben saw the thong I was wearing. He sounded nervous for the first time since he'd asked me out at the party. "I, um, I think my pants have tar on 'em too."

I looked him straight in the eye and said, "Then throw 'em in." He took them off, walked over to where I'd dropped mine and let them fall on top of mine. I laughed again. "What's so funny this time?" he asked. I was looking at his underwear. "What's wrong with these? I bought 'em new just in case ... things went ... the way they're going."

I could see he was telling the truth. His boxers were white, and I could still see the crease from when they were in the package. "Nothing's wrong," I assured him. "Nothing at all. The only time I can remember seeing Tom's underwear in my dream, it was one of those oversized pair of boxers with the big hearts on them like you used to see in classic cartoons. This is the closest thing I've seen since them. It's like my-Oh, shit."

"What?"

"I can't believe I'm saying this. This is a dream come true for me."

"I feel the same way, Amy."

"No, you don't understand. My dream is literally coming true!"

"So what's wrong with that?"

"It just seems so cliché to say it."

"Then don't say it. Just let it happen."

I put my hand on Ben's bicep. Either it had grown in the past fifteen minutes, or I was hallucinating. Either way, I wasn't complaining. Ben put his arms around me, and I turned my back to him again. He ran both index fingers along the hems of my thong. I felt his cock pointing into me and rubbed my ass up and down over it. "Oh, Big Brother!" His cock slipped out and I could feel it rub my thigh. When I realized how far down it was rubbing me, I smiled. "You really are a big brother!" I exclaimed. I turned around, and his cock sprung up. It didn't look as long as it felt, but it definitely seemed inviting. "I just drove all the way home from campus," I said. "I sure am hungry."

"I might have a snack available for you," Ben was able to say. I refuse to kneel in front of a guy, but I got on my bed and propped myself up on my elbows. That put me at just the right height for his cock. It had gone from hard to rock-hard in those few seconds. I grasped it with my right hand and stroked it slowly. "You sure have cute little hands, Sis," he said. We both laughed because my fingers wrapped all the way around the shaft.

"I've got some other cute assets, too," I told him. Had I vocally hyphenated the word "ass-ets"?

I didn't think I had, but he looked out at my butt and said, "I can see that."

His cock head reminded me a plum at the perfect moment of ripeness. I reached for his butt with my left hand and pulled him closer. I took the head in my mouth and went down slowly. I couldn't get it all in, but I was close enough to see his balls. I took my hand off his butt and tickled them. That made him even harder. It didn't choke me, but I did have to back up a little. I went up and down a couple more times, savoring the sight of my make-believe brother's cock going in and out of my mouth. Feeling the head against the roof of my mouth was erotic, but I wanted to see it again. I let it slide out, and now I could see my saliva all over the head and shaft. I could also see where the saliva ended. I lifted the shaft up, moved forward and licked his balls. I licked each one, and then I sucked them both into my mouth. "Oh, Amy, ..." he moaned.

I stroked him and said, "Call me Sis."

"Oh, Amy," he repeated.

"Sis," I insisted, licking his balls again.

"I love you, little sister!" he blurted out.

I could see his balls contracting. "Close enough," I said, and I closed my mouth over his head. I got a little too ambitious. I tried to put both hands on his butt, and I lost my position. That made him fall onto the bed. Fortunately, he fell beside me, not on top of me.

"You're right, you do have another cute asset," Ben said. I could tell by where his voice came from that he was looking straight at my ass. He put his finger at the top of my butt cheek next to the hem and traced the line down. When he got to the bottom, he pulled the fabric to the side and tried to play with my pussy.

"You were sweating so hard, you must be thirsty," I told him.

"Yeah, I could sure use a drink!" he said. I pushed myself up and then moved around so I was on my back next to him. He pulled the fabric to the side and asked, "Is this one of those machines where you press the button to choose your drink?" He poked a spot near the bottom of where my cunt lips met.

I told him, "Yes, but I gotta warn you, it's kind of complicated."

Ben ran his fingers over my pubic hair, occasionally grazing the sides. He palmed the ridge, and when he went past the bottom, the tip of his middle finger separated them a little before the fabric moved back into place. "I guess I need to take the lid off," he said. He looked up at me, and I nodded. He put his hands on the side straps and pulled my thong down just far enough to expose me completely. He moved up, put his hand back over me and kissed me. I pressed his hand into my pussy just as I had at the theater, but this time with no clothes to separate us. His index finger separated the lips this time, and soon it was burrowing inside me. After the first couple times, he angled his hand so that his thumb was rubbing my clit.

I raised my hips in response. "Ben ..." I groaned.

"Uh-uh. Big Brother," he corrected me.

"More," I said. He added his middle finger and made me squirm even more. "More, Big ... Ben!"

He gave me a devilish grin. "You're not the first woman to call me that!"

He fingered me even harder. "Oh, God," I cried. My legs came together and apart, not quite capturing his hand. He lay beside me and finished removing my thong. He climbed between my legs and began licking me. He ran his tongue in a zigzag pattern from bottom to top and then circled my clit. "Eat me, Big Brother!" I begged.

He circled my entire pussy area before dragging his tongue between my lips. He held my hips down and probed my pussy with his tongue. He was amazing. I'd been with guys whose dicks didn't get as hard as he made his tongue. He pulled out and told me, "My little sister has the sweetest pussy I've ever tasted."

"Then keep tasting!" I insisted. "In fact, don't just taste. Gorge yourself!" He pulled himself up and delved deeper inside me, then reached up and palmed my nipples. He found a way to bend his hands so that he was caressing the nipples and the flesh at the same time. The combination of all these feelings put me over the top. "Bottoms up!" I cheered as I felt my release coming.

Ben took me literally. He took his hands off my breasts and lifted my ass up. He sucked my pussy flesh against the roof of my mouth and tickled both sides of my ass at the same moment. I couldn't speak. All I could do was pound the bed with my fists and utter some meaningless syllables for his benefit.

When I'd recovered, Ben was face to face with me again. I could feel his underwear against my thigh. "How do you feel about inbreeding?" he asked.

"I'm on the Pill," I assured him.

"How does he take you in your dream?" Ben asked. I hesitated for a moment. Ben smiled. "Or do you take him?"

"Missionary," I said. "But I don't wanna do it that way."

"How do you like it, then?"

"Well, the hugging thing felt so natural, I wanna go back to that and see if you can take me standing up."

"Cool!" Ben said. "I've done it in the shower lots of times, but never in the middle of the room with nothing to lean on."

We both got up. Ben took his underwear off and stood behind me. "Now we're both naked," he said.

He put his arms around me just like before. I could feel his cock between my legs. "Yesss," I said contentedly. He played with my pussy a little with his left hand and used his right to try to separate my thighs. That forced me to bend my knees a little, and I could see the head pop forward. I reached down and pointed the head up. Ben splayed my pussy lips, and I managed to get the head in. He thrust a little bit twice, but his legs were so long compared to mine that he couldn't keep his balance, and we fell to the ground. I was face down, and Ben was off to my side. I got up on all fours and kissed Ben on the lips. "I love you for doing this for me," I told him.

"Maybe we should try it this way," he suggested. I backed up and turned myself. I felt his cock head at my pussy again, and this time he was able to stay inside me.

"Oh, God, Ben," I moaned. "You're so thick!"

"I didn't come here to be insulted!" Ben fake-whimpered.

"You know what I meant," I insisted. "Show your little sister how much you love her!"

"Oh, I do love you, Amy," he said. For once, he just did it instead of asking how I imagined it, which was just as well.

I could feel the top of his shaft as it passed across my pubic bone. "You're so hard!" I exclaimed. "I love a hard cock in my pussy, but I never knew how good it feels on my mound before!" Encouraged, he raised his legs up, and now the feeling there was even more intense.

"You love your brother's dick inside you, don't you?" he asked.

At that moment, I felt his cock head slide along my inner wall. It wasn't what I'd normally call an orgasmic feeling, but it was really profound. "I love your dick," I said. He was pounding me hard now. I could feel his balls hitting my thighs with each thrust. "I love-"

Ben reached down. He didn't cover my mouth, but he put his hand in front, as if he were doing so. "Don't say it now, Sis. Live your fantasy." I ground my hips back to his, and he asked, "I'll ask you again. How do you feel about inbreeding?"

I pretended to worry. "Oh, Big Brother, don't come in my-"

He acted like he was trying to pull out, but he grunted, "Too late," and it was. He'd shot a couple spurts into my womb before he pulled out. "Oh, no. We're gonna have a baby with three heads!"

He was spraying his cum on my back. I stayed still because it felt so deliciously naughty. When the cum stopped coming, I turned around and put my hands on his shoulders. "It'll be okay," I told him. "We'll move to Alabama and get married before the baby comes so you can give it your name. Oh, wait, it'll have your name anyway, won't it?"

Ben laughed with me and then kissed me on the lips. I moved up so I was sitting on his legs and wrapped mine around his waist. I'd like to tell you that his dick sprang back to life, but it didn't, at least not right away. We shared an open-mouth kiss that felt like time was standing still. "You can say it now," Ben said.

"Say what now?" I asked.

"I stopped you before. You said, 'I love your dick. I love-,' and I stopped you. Go ahead and say it."

I smiled. "Make me!" I said. He ran his index fingers down my back. Involuntarily, I stood up, which made him do the same thing to my ass and thighs. "That won't make me say it," I told him.

Ben looked up at me. He didn't have to raise his eyes much because of the difference in our heights. That same difference gave him an idea. "I've got my own thing I've always wanted to do," he told me.

"Not his mother, not his mother," I thought, then asked, "What is it?"

He stood up, put his hands under my butt and lifted me off the ground. "This," he said. I moved around so he was carrying me on both arms. "Wow!" he said. "When I said that, I really meant this!" Then he carried me to the bed, climbed on top of it and threw me forward. I made a show of rolling over and onto my back again, pretending that he'd thrown me really hard.

I smiled even more and said, "I always wanted a guy to do that, too!" I spread my legs and hoped Ben would take the hint.

He did. He got between my legs and put his cock across my pussy lips. He moved it back and forth across my pussy, and the arousal caused them to open up on their own. He held his cock head down and asked, "You ready?"

"I was ready last week," I told him. As soon as he was inside me, I wrapped my legs around his hips again and pressed his buttocks. That made him fuck me even harder. "Do it," I gasped. "Do it again."

"Say it, Amy!" He repeated it with every thrust, and with every thrust, my resolve got weaker. Then he had one thrust that was a perfect combination of direction and firmness. I felt so many sensations in a single moment: The head touched me deeply and toward my stomach. He was hard enough that I could feel the middle of his shaft on my back wall, and the base of his cock ground against my mound again. I could even feel my cunt lips separating at the top and bottom as he moved in. For a moment during all this, I felt the spot on my back where he'd sprayed his cum before.

I couldn't resist any more. I put my arms around his waist and held him close. "I love you, Ben."

"I love you too, Amy," he said.

"You feel so right inside me," I moaned. Damn it, where were all these corny lines coming from? I pressed my breasts against his chest just to feel him there. There was a brief lull in the ecstasy, just long enough for me to ask, "So, what's your fantasy? Who are you pretending to fuck?"

"No one," he said plainly. "I just want to make love to my girlfriend all night long." And he did.




Big Ben



Later that night, I did get him to tell me a fantasy. Next week we're going to pretend he's failing my German class. We could do it tomorrow, but I need time to find a sexy Gestapo uniform and borrow an opera CD from the library.

***

Allow me to indulge some followers who read my earlier story "Like a Brother". Yes, this is a similar story. My original version of that story was rejected because the main character's fantasy took place while she was underage. I tried adapting it to satisfy Literotica's criteria, but I'm unsatisfied with the results. This is the new story that I should have written instead of publishing the rewrite.



Big Ben and Big Cocks



INTRODUCTION

Larry Swanson had just been promoted to Vice-President of North America sales for a major multinational company. He had been awarded a trip to London as part of his promotion so he and his wife Amanda flew across the pond. They stayed at the County Hall hotel on the other side of the Thames across from Big Ben and Parliament. While Larry was in the UK for two to three weeks he was to make several sales calls with his European counterpart, Peter Johnson. 

Larry was a real go getter but unfortunately he did not care who he hurt on his way up the corporate ladder and the road to success. For the last year he had even been neglecting his wife Amanda. Their sexual activities had declined drastically and Amanda was hoping that this trip to London would allow them to get back on track. 

Larry was starting to show the results of his life in the fast lane and he was visibly over weight. He had stopped exercising and he had had too many gourmet meals. That coupled with his passion for single malt scotches had gone right to his waistline. At one time he stayed in shape by working out at the gym and playing tennis several times a week. Now his exercise was limited to the golf course and the frequent visits to the 19th hole did not help. At 6'1" and 245 pounds he had become very portly. Just two years ago he was a fit 190 pounds.

Amanda was the poster girl for a trophy wife. She was a very pretty blonde with hazel eyes. Her figure was model like as she had very shapely legs and a killer ass. Her breasts were small like a model but they were very firm. Amanda was unable to have children, which is one of the things that had attracted Larry to her as he was not interested in a family life style. Amanda at thirty years old was ten years younger than her husband. She stood at 5'5" and carried her 120 pounds very well. She stayed in excellent shape and spent three to five days in the gym at home. 

When they first arrived in London Amanda tried to get her husband to make love to her but he had the same lame excuses. He was either too tired or just wasn't in an amorous mood. Amanda couldn't even get him to finger her pussy anymore. There was a time when Larry would eat her pussy and get her very aroused before he slipped his cock in her and fucked her brains out. Now Amanda was lucky to get him hard and ride his cock in attempt to have an orgasm. However Larry either came too soon or he couldn't stay hard enough for Amanda to cum.

Amanda had never cheated on her husband although she had plenty of offers and opportunities. At social events many men flirted with her and tried to get her to meet them discretely. Amanda always laughed off these advances and reminded the men that she was happily married. She could often hear them whispering about her figure.

"She's got great legs I would love to have them wrapped around me," one would say. "What an ass I would love to slide my dick between those luscious cheeks," she would often hear the men whisper to each other at parties.

The comments just served to make Amanda feel better about her attractiveness. Everyone loved her ass and many times a hand would stray over her firm round globes as if by accident. Larry loved her ass but he was not into anal sex and Amanda was glad. She just couldn't imagine that a hard cock up her poop chute would feel very good, maybe for the man but certainly not for her. Larry used to love to fuck her doggy style and play with her round ass cheeks.

The first day of their arrival they settled in at the hotel and rested as they tried to adjust to the time change. Tomorrow night they were scheduled to have dinner with Peter Johnson and his wife Anne. Then on Saturday night they would again have dinner this time with the Johnson's and Peter's boss, Sir Richard Howell accompanied by his wife Lady Jane Howell. Richard was the President of European Operations and was the heir apparent to become the company's next CEO.

Friday night rolled around and Amanda found herself enjoying the company of Peter and Anne Johnson. She felt very at ease with Anne who was a wealth of information. Anne would be looking out for Amanda while their husbands were out of the country on sales calls together. Amanda asked about the Howell's and Anne explained that the UK was very much a class system and many people had titles. So that Sir Richard and Lady Jane had earned their titles and used them in social and business settings. Amanda learned that it would be proper to use the titles when addressing the Howell's. They had a wonderful dinner and then bid each other goodnight with a reminder that they would see each other tomorrow evening. Peter's driver dropped the Swanson's off at their hotel and then drove the Johnson's to their home in Kensington.

"So what did you think of the Swanson's?" Peter asked his wife.

"She is beautiful, how did that tubby ever end up with her?" his wife asked. 

"Well they have been married for awhile and just two years ago Larry was in great shape. In fact you would have had a hard time keeping your hands off of him," Peter teased.

Anne countered, "I bet you were ready to shag Amanda tonight. I'm sure you noticed her shapely legs and fantastic ass."

"She does have an incredible bum. It's the kind that reaches out and just begs to be touched. I got hard just thinking about it tonight," Peter admitted.

"I can't wait to see Richard's and Jane's reaction tomorrow evening. I hope she wears another short evening dress and puts her beautiful legs on display," Anne added.

Peter laughed and said, "Richard will be going out of his mind and he will probably cum in his pants when he gets a look at that ass. He is such an ass man,"

"Well my ass will need attention tonight right after you shag my pussy," Anne teased as she reached across her husband's lap and groped his cock through his pants.

Just then the car pulled into their driveway and the Johnson's went in the house and straight to their bedroom. Their clothes were off in minutes and Peter was between his wife's legs licking her quim. It didn't take long for Anne to heat up and she pulled Peter up so that he could fuck her soundly.

"I have been looking forward to this," Anne said as she took hold of her husband's cock and guided into her pussy.

Anne's pussy was sopping wet and Peter's big cock slid in easily. They started slow and fucked with long steady strokes. Anne had firm round breasts and she loved for them to be fondled and kissed. Peter leaned over and took one of Anne's nipples in his mouth and sucked on it. Then he alternated from one tit to the other and he soon had Anne's nipples eraser hard. Peter kept fucking Anne as he worked on her tits and she went wild.

"Oh shit this is going to be a quick one," Anne gasped as she felt her orgasm building.

As Peter fucked her he made sure that his cock was in contact with her clit. Anne started humping back and then she wrapped her legs around her husband's lower back and dug her heels in.

"It's going to be a big one too. Oh Peter, here it cums, hold me tight, please hold me," Anne screamed.

Peter held Anne tightly as she humped her body at him and thrashed all around. She groaned aloud as the orgasm rocked her body. He could feel the warmth of her cunt juice surround his cock buried in her pussy. Anne's body almost vibrated with the intensity of her climax and then she stiffened and went limp on the bed. Peter kept fucking her slowly until Anne's orgasm subsided. 

Peter then pulled out of his wife's pussy, rolled her over on all fours. He knelt behind her and shoved his cock back into her pussy. She moaned as she felt the intrusion and wiggled her ass in approval. He slowly fucked her from behind and fondled her generous ass flesh. Peter started to tickle Anne's nether hole and then probed it gently with a wet finger. Anne wiggled her ass again indicating that she liked the attention. Scooping up some of her pussy juice he pushed his finger in a little deeper and he watched as the aperture opened up for his digit.

"Get my ass ready for your big cock and then fuck me," Anne gasped in a raspy voice. 

Peter backed his cock out of Anne, got off the bed and took the lotion from the nightstand. He then knelt back behind Anne and coated her asshole with a generous amount of lotion. Anne wiggled her ass some more as he took his time preparing it for his cock. Peter loved playing with her ass so he was in no hurry to shove his cock in it. Anne then begged him to stop teasing her and to fuck her so he moved in behind her and eased his hard dick into her asshole.

Anne grunted as his cock made its way into her tunnel. Peter stopped with his cock halfway home and allowed her to get used to the thickness. Anne then pushed her ass back toward him and he reciprocated by pushing back and sinking his dick further into her channel. Soon his entire cock was buried to the hilt and he began fucking her ass slowly and deliberately. Anne reached up between her legs with her hand and tickled Peter's balls and scraped her finger along the shaft of his cock. This was too much for Peter and he ejaculated deep into Anne's ass filling it with his seed. Anne clenched her anal muscles and squeezed his cock milking it as it was buried in her ass. 

Peter pulled his soft deflating cock out of his wife's ass and rolled over on his back next to her. Anna smiled at him and cuddled up to him.

"Were you thinking of Amanda's ass as you fucked mine tonight," she teased.

"Not at all love, your bum makes me forget about all the other female asses out there," he replied as he gave her bum a squeeze.

The stayed cuddled together until they fell asleep in each other's arms. Things however were quite different on the other side of the city where Amanda was unsuccessful getting her husband to make love to her. She had managed to get him hard but once again he came before she did leaving her unfulfilled. Larry fell into a deep sleep and Amanda masturbated as he husband snored loudly. She still couldn't believe that as good as she looked that she had to resort to masturbation these days to achieve her orgasm.

THE WEEK FOLLOWING

Saturday night arrived and the Swanson's and Johnson's joined the Howell's for dinner at a very exclusive restaurant. Amanda did not like Lady Jane Howell at all. Not only did she look down her nose at everyone she had a way of making one feel uncomfortable. Lady Jane had piercing eyes that seemed to reach inside you and turn you inside out. Amanda felt that she was being undressed by Lady Jane's eyes. The Johnson's had been out enough with the Howell's that they were used to Lady Jane's tactics and how she liked to unnerve people and keep them off guard. In the ladies room Anne told Amanda not to let it get to her.

Lady Jane's husband Sir Richard was the perfect gentleman and he made everyone feel comfortable at the table. During dinner the Howell's discussed the party that they were hosting next Friday evening at their home. The Johnson's had already been invited and now an invitation was extended to the Swanson's. Larry knew that he had no choice but to accept in spite of his wife's discomfort with Lady Jane. The six of them concluded dinner and then departed for their own residences. Amanda was to meet Anne tomorrow for the beginning of her sight-seeing tour of London. Larry and Peter were catching an early train to Paris.

Anne met Amanda at the County Hall hotel and then they began their sight-seeing of the city. Anne took her to the most popular places on the first day; Buckingham Palace, Royal Mews, Horse Guards, and Churchill's war room. The next day they took a river cruise up the Thames to Greenwich and then stopped at the Tower of London on the return trip. Amanda enjoyed lunching at the popular Pubs each day. On Wednesday they took the morning off and took in a matinee in the London Theatre district afterward they stopped for a snack and a drink. As they sat and nursed their wine and noshed on a light snack, Amanda felt so comfortable with Anne. Actually she was very drawn to Anne's charm and very attracted to her. Amanda was not into women but if she was she would have definitely made the moves on Anne.

Amanda's thoughts were interrupted when Anne asked her, "Have you ever had a professional massage?"

"No I haven't but I often thought about it," Amanda replied.

"Well I'm a bit worn out and thought that maybe a massage would be a good pick me up, how about you?" 

"Sure I'm game where do we go?"

"There is a place a few blocks from here where I go all the time. I'll ring them up and see if they have any openings for us." Anne replied and then called the spa.

"We're in luck they can take us in an hour," she gushed and Amanda smiled in return.

The two of them finished up at the restaurant and headed over to the spa. The receptionist knew Anne and welcomed her and Amanda. She told them that Anne would have Stephanie and that Amanda would have Beth at their service today. They still had about 20 minutes before the massage so they sat in the reception area. Anne got up to get some tea for both her and Amanda. As she prepared the tea she slipped a substance into Amanda's tea. Amanda took the tea from Anne and thanked her. Amanda found the tea to be very tasty for some reason and drank all of it before she and Anne were called for their appointments.

Stephanie and Beth were pretty young girls who didn't look strong enough to rub the knots out of any muscles. Anne and Amanda were led to separate private rooms for their massage. Amanda was instructed to take off all her clothes, lay face down and place a towel over her bum if she wanted to. Amanda did as she was told and covered her bottom with the towel as she wasn't ready to remain naked in front of another woman.

Beth took off her smock and she was wearing a very tight white t-shirt that outlined her firm hard tits and protruding nipples. She had on white shorts that were so tight that her pussy was outlined in the crotch and the shorts ran up the crack in her ass showing her round ass cheeks. The shorts rode up on Beth's ass and the curves of her cheeks peeked out below the shorts. Amanda felt a stirring in her loins as she watched Beth move around the table. Beth poured a generous amount of oil on Amanda and massaged it into her shoulders and back. Amanda cooed as the girl's hands traveled over her upper body and worked the knots out of her muscles. 

Beth then moved to Amanda's legs and worked on her calves and knees. Amanda felt the feeling in her loins intensify and her pussy felt like it was on fire. Amanda had never responded to touches like this before and certainly not with a woman. Amanda was a little embarrassed by her feelings but she felt as if she had to orgasm. The feeling in her pussy was intense and she tried to fight off the sensations. Beth moved her hands up to Amanda's thighs and massaged them. Beth moved her hands all over the back and the sides of Amanda's thighs causing Amanda to moan out loud. Beth was well aware of the effect that she was having on the pretty American wife.

As Beth's hands crept dangerously close to Amanda's pussy, Amanda was convinced that she would cum if Beth touched her pubes. Amanda was so distracted with the sensation in her pussy that she never realized that Beth had removed the towel. Beth then massaged Amanda's buttocks relishing in the woman's incredible ass. Beth let more oil run into the crack of Amanda's ass and then she massaged each buttock separately. One of Beth's hands was in the crack of Amanda's ass and the other one on the outside of a buttock. Beth framed the ass cheek in both hands as she massaged it and she let her hand brush up against Amanda's nether hole. Amanda thought that she would explode at any moment.

"Time to do the front," Beth said as she turned Amanda over on her back.

Amanda as if in a trance allowed herself to be turned over. Amanda had forgotten about the towel and she now lay naked in front of a perfect stranger. Beth poured some oil on Amanda's aroused tits and massaged them bringing her nipples to an erect state. Beth let the nipples slide between her fingers as she worked on Amanda's breasts. Amanda just closed her eyes and prayed that the fire in her pussy would cease. Beth moved her hands down over Amanda's abs and massaged them gently then she moved her hands down to Amanda's hips. Amanda held her breath in anticipation of Beth touching her vagina but Beth let her hands slip by. Beth then massaged the front of Amanda's legs and worked her way back up to her thighs. 

Beth began to massage Amanda's thighs and as she did she let her hands wonder up toward the woman's crotch. Beth let the back of her hands brush against the blonde pubic hair as she worked Amanda's thighs. Amanda wanted to grab Beth's hand and thrust it into her pussy. Amanda was beside herself as she had never acted this way toward anyone all she could think of was that it had to be her recent absence of sexual fulfillment. She never expected that she would react this way to a massage or toward another woman.

"You seemed to be very worked up love. Would you like me to help you along," Beth said breaking the silence and interrupting Amanda's thoughts.

Amanda couldn't speak so she just nodded her rapidly in the affirmative. Beth smiled at the pretty blonde American wife as she ran her hands over Amanda's pubes. Amanda jumped at the contact and she was convinced that she orgasmed but she still had the strong sensations in her pussy. Beth slipped first one then two fingers into Amanda's pussy and fingered the sopping wet cavity. Beth then located Amanda's swollen clit and twirled it in her fingers causing Amanda to cry out. Amanda covered her mouth with her arm to muffle the cry of ecstasy as her body lifted of the table.

Beth licked her fingers tasting the young woman. Satisfied with the taste Beth lowered her mouth to Amanda's quim. Amanda went wild with desire as she felt the soft tongue explore her hot pussy. Beth nibbled on her clit sending Amanda into another orgasm this one the most intense yet. Amanda had not had her pussy eaten in so long and now it felt so good. Beth ate Amanda through two more orgasms and that still didn't quench Amanda's desire. 

Beth moved away briefly leaving Amanda alone on the table. Amanda's hands immediately went to her pussy and she rubbed it franticly during Beth's absence. Beth took off her clothes, located a strap-on dildo and put the harness and cock on. She then got onto the table between Amanda's legs and pushed her legs apart. Amanda looked down and saw the menacing looking fake cock but she was beyond reason; she needed to be fucked; she needed to cum again.

Beth slipped the fake cock into Amanda's pussy and began to fuck her slowly. The slow pace didn't last for long as Amanda thrashed about under Beth as if she were trying to dislodge the cock. But Amanda held Beth by the hips as she thrust up at her and Beth just had to stay in position and let Amanda fuck herself. Amanda finally stopped after countless orgasms and although she still felt that burning desire in her pussy she was exhausted. Beth eased the fake cock out of Amanda's cunt and got off the table. Beth too had several orgasms from the back end of the fake cock rubbing against her own pussy.

"It has been a while hasn't it love?" Beth asked.

"I'm sorry," Amanda said a little confused.

"Been a while since you've been shagged, you know fucked," Beth clarified.

"Yes it has, actually too long," Amanda sighed still feeling the sensation in her pubes.

Beth got dressed and then handed Amanda her card. "Call me if you would like another massage sometime. I make house calls also."

Beth then left the room so that Amanda could get dressed. As Amanda got dressed a wave of embarrassment passed through her. She couldn't believe that she behaved that way and with another woman. "God I was really horny," she thought to herself and then silently cursed her husband for neglecting her the past year.




Big Ben and Big Cocks



In the other room Anne was pulling her skirt back on. She had opted out of the massage and instead she had Stephanie eat her pussy. Anne sat on the other side of a two way mirror and watched as Beth seduced Amanda. Anne got very hot watching the two pretty women have sex together. Anne had just removed her skirt and panties so that Stephanie could eat her. Anne marveled at the response from Amanda as Beth seduced her and thought to herself the Howell's will love her. They loved natural blondes and just wait until they get a look at this beauty.

Of course it never dawned on Amanda that she might have been given a stimulant but she was. Anne had slipped a pinch of a very powerful aphrodisiac into Amanda's tea. Horny Weed or HW as Lady Jane called it came from a plant root in Africa. It was very expensive and only available through the black market. Lady Jane had many connections in the black market and money was never an issue for her. Lady Jane had given Anne a small amount of HW to use in just this very situation. 

Anne and Amanda met in the reception area and Amanda was still embarrassed by what happened to her. Anne told the receptionist to put the charges on her account and then she and Amanda left the spa. Anne hailed a taxi and she had the driver drop off Amanda first. In the taxi ride to the hotel Anne spoke to Amanda.

"Did you enjoy the massage?" 

"Yes," Amanda stammered and then, "Did you have the same --?"

"Yes dear I did," Anne answered cutting her off and then continued, "Peter is gone quite often on business and when he is gone I often seek relief at the spa. I know that he has his flings while on the road so I enjoy myself when I am alone."

"I have never done anything like that before," Amanda confessed.

"Well you probably needed it otherwise you wouldn't have. Now don't worry about it you secret is safe with me," Anne lied as she knew she would be talking to Lady Jane later. 

Amanda just nodded but she was still somewhat ashamed of her behavior and her pussy was still tingling. Just then Anne handed her a box.

"Here is a small gift for you. I have one at home and I thought you would enjoy one also. Don't open it now, wait until you are in your room," Anne said with a smile.

As the taxi made its way to the hotel, Beth and Stephanie were closing up the spa. They had sent the receptionist home telling her that they would lock up for the night. As soon as the front door was locked Beth and Stephanie made their way to one of the rooms. They were both extremely turned on from the sessions with Amanda and Anne and they decided to have some fun before they left for the day.

The taxi pulled up in front of the hotel and Amanda got out and said goodnight to Anne. Anne reminded her that tomorrow they would be taking in the sights at Hampton Court and that she would be by at 10:00 AM to pick up Amanda. Amanda smiled and said she looked forward to it and then went into the hotel. Up in her room she opened the gift from Anne. Amanda was shocked to see a very real looking fake cock in the box. It looked so real that it was somewhat frightening. It was very much like the cock that Beth had worn when they fucked at the spa. It was longer and thicker than her husband's cock and it looked imposing with a thick mushroom head and realistic looking veins on the shaft. Amanda put it back in the box and then she undressed and took a bath.

After her bath Amanda lay down in the bed and her mind wandered back to the spa. She still had strange a tingling in her loins which she thought should have stopped by now. However Amanda thought back to Beth and the things that they did. She found her hands rubbing her tits and running over her body. When her hands reached her pussy she played with herself and fingered herself. 

"Why am I so horny?" she thought to herself and then she remembered the gift. "Do I dare?" she asked herself.

But Amanda already knew the answer she got up and retrieved the dildo. Then she hopped back into bed, spread her legs and inserted the fake cock into her sopping wet pussy. Amanda fucked herself with the dildo achieving more orgasms before she finally stopped from exhaustion.

"My god I have never cum so much!" she thought as she reflected on the day. She then fell into a deep sleep.

As Amanda was frigging herself in the hotel room, Anne was at her house and on the telephone with Lady Jane. "So have did your day go?" Lady Jane asked.

"Quite well, just as planned," Anne replied.

"And how did our little tart enjoy the spa?"

"She adapted quite well, of course the HW spurred her on."

"You didn't give her too much I hope."

"No, no just enough, it is amazing what a little pinch of that will do," Anne replied and then added, "I also bought her a companion to keep her happy just in case she needed more than Beth gave her tonight."

"Wonderful, I do wish that you could be at the party Friday night but it is best if Amanda not see you there this time. It is important that she thinks that she can trust you," Jane said.

"I agree and although I would like to be there she will need someone to turn to after the weekend."

"Is everything worked out with Peter?" 

"Yes he will keep Larry in Paris for the weekend under the pretense of a big deal pending. He will also set them up with Parisian escorts that will keep them busy for the weekend," Anne explained.

"Wonderful and what do you have planned for the weekend, my dear?" Jane asked.

"I think I may call on Stephanie and Beth. They do make house calls you know," Anne replied with a chuckle.

"Don't give them too much HW?"

"That would be a waste. When we three are together we certainly don't need HW," Anne said in a sultry voice.

"No, I'm sure you don't. Well done with Amanda. What's planned for Thursday and Friday?"

"Tomorrow we're off to Hampton Court and on Friday a walk through Kensington Park. I'll break the news to her about Peter and Larry and tell her that she should still attend your party."

"Good, tell her that I will send a carriage for her at 5:00 PM and tell her to wear the same dress that she wore to dinner last Saturday," Lady Jane instructed.

After a few more pleasant exchanges the two women said goodnight and hung up. Anne went to her room undressed and took a leisurely bath. As she soaked in the warm soapy water she thought about Amanda and what she was in for this Friday at the Howell's. Anne felt the familiar surge in her loins and then she reached for her dildo. The fake cock was the same as the one she had bought for Amanda. It was just as big as her husband's cock but not as big as Sir Richard's. Anne slipped the fake shaft into her quim and slowly fucked herself in the warm bath water. She tried to prolong her orgasm as long as possible but her thoughts of Amanda and the motion of the cock took her over the edge. She gasped out loud as her body lifted up off the bottom of the tub and she shook with the intensity of her orgasm. Anne let her body calm before she got out of the tub then she dried herself and went to bed naked. Anne loved to sleep in the nude either alone or with sex partners. She looked forward to Saturday night when Stephanie and Beth would be on either side of her.

THE FRIDAY PARTY

Amanda was getting ready for the house party at the Howell's. She didn't really want to go without Larry but Anne had convinced her to go. Anne reminded her that she didn't want to offend Lady Jane and Amanda agreed. Amanda had had a wonderful time with Anne at Hampton Court and Kensington Park the past two days and she looked forward to seeing her at the party. Amanda dressed in the same dress she had worn to dinner with the Howell's at Anne's suggestion. Anne had told her that the dress would be perfect for the party.

At 5:00 PM sharp the car was at the hotel to pick Amanda up and bring her to the Howell's house. The driver introduced himself as James as he opened the door for Amanda. He made Amanda nervous as he stared at her shapely legs as she got into the car. Amanda tried to keep her legs together as she sat in the seat and then rotated her legs toward the front. James smiled at the pretty American wife as her short skirt slid up almost to her crotch as she got in the car. As they drove to the Howell's, James kept looking in the rear view mirror at Amanda. He was getting an erection not just from looking at her legs but thinking about what was in store for Amanda before the night was over. This would not be the first woman to be subject to Lady Jane's deviant behavior.

The car arrived at the Howell's and James opened the door for Amanda. Once again he made her feel uncomfortable as he stared at her legs as she exited the car. Amanda tugged her skirt down as it had ridden up her legs during the ride over. James had caught a glimpse of her panties this time when she turned to get out of the car and he felt a surge in his scrotum as the panties came into view. Amanda walked up the steps, rang the bell and she was greeted by a very pretty French maid named Monique. Monique introduced herself and then led Amanda into a receiving room where she was asked to wait for Lady Jane. Amanda looked around and realized that the house was exquisite.

"Ah there you are my dear, so happy that you could join us," Lady Jane said as she entered the receiving area.

"Thank you for inviting me," Amanda replied less than sincerely and then asked, "Is Anne here yet?"

"No I'm afraid that Anne won't be joining us this evening. It seems that she is not feeling well. She called earlier and expressed her regrets for not being able to attend. I do hope she feels better soon," Lady Jane answered in her stiff upper lip fashion.

"But do come along Amanda and I will show you around. I had you arrive earlier so that I could show you the house before our other guests arrive," she said as she took Amanda by the hand and led her out of the room.

Over the next hour Lady Jane gave Amanda a tour of the house and explained all of the art work and furnishings, the items that had been in the family for years and the family history. As they were touring the premises, Monique appeared with some Champagne for both of them. Amanda's would be a little different since it contained just a pinch of HW. As Monique served the drinks she looked at the American beauty and felt a little sorry for her. She was tempted to switch the drinks but that was only a fleeting thought as she knew the wrath that Lady Jane could unleash if she was ever betrayed. Monique served the drinks, bowed politely and then left the room. Amanda and Lady Jane continued the tour and Lady Jane noted the time. Her guests would be arriving at any moment and in an hour the party would be in full swing. By then the HW would take effect and Amanda would begin to feel her sexual urges.

Lady Jane brought Amanda back into the reception area so that she could meet the guests as they arrived. Sir Richard met them there and the three of them greeted the guests as they arrived. Amanda could not remember all the names of the people who attended the party but they were definitely all married. Of the eight couples that attended there were three couples that stood out. An older man, probably approaching 50, had a beautiful brunette wife who looked as if she were in her early twenties. At least 25 years separated them in age. Another couple was very young probably in their very early twenties. They were both blonde and looked more like brother and sister than husband and wife. In fact the husband was just as pretty as his wife and he could easily pass for a girl. The third memorable couple was a well tanned good looking man accompanied by his beautiful red haired wife. The woman was stunning and she wore an emerald green evening gown that matched her eyes.

Everyone entered the main room where refreshments were served to all. James made his way around the guests serving Champagne and wine as Monique offered appetizers to the guests. The conversation was lively and everyone seemed polite. Amanda did notice though that her bottom was touched often as if by accident by both men and women as they moved from one conversation group to another. At times the back of a hand would accidentally hit her breast. Amanda was starting to get turned on by the accidental touching and her pussy was heating up again just as it had at the spa.

"What is going on with me?" she thought to herself, "I can't believe I'm getting worked up again."

Amanda tried to ignore the sensations, the tingling and the fire burning in her loins. She tried to concentrate on the conversations and smile at the guests but the casual touching was driving her mad. Actually the touching seem to increase and at one point Amanda felt that she would cum the next time someone touched her ass. All of sudden the guests turned their attention to the center of the room and gathered around in a circle. Amanda joined them to see what the excitement was about.

There in the center of the room a couple was fucking right on the floor. It was the older man with his younger wife. She had her dress up around her waist and was naked from the waist down except for her thigh high hose. Her husband had his pants and underwear down around his ankles and he was nestled between his wife's legs. The wife had her legs wrapped around her husband's ass as they fucked up a storm. Amanda sensed someone standing behind her and she was relieved when she realized it was Sir Richard.

As Amanda watched the couple fucking she really heated up and then she felt Sir Richard rubbing her ass. He used both hands to massage her scrumptious ass and Amanda responded by wiggling her butt in his hands. Amanda didn't realize that her dress had been lifted up to her waist but she did feel Richard's hands on her panty covered bum. Amanda's pussy was dripping with desire and she leaned back into Richard as his hands came up and squeezed her breasts.

"Feeling a bit randy Amanda?" Sir Richard whispered in her ear.

Amanda just groaned at the fondling as she continued to watch the couple fucking on the floor. Richard hooked his fingers in Amanda's panties and slowly pulled them down and off her legs. He admired the twin buttocks as they came into view and then he kissed her ass cheeks lovingly. Amanda just squirmed under his touch as she could not control her urges. The HW was working its magic once again unbeknown to Amanda.

Richard moved Amanda to the floor next to the other couple and placed Amanda on her back. He unfastened his trousers and lowered them along with his underwear to his ankles. Amanda noticed the imposing erection standing out from Richard's body. Normally she would have been nervous about taking such a big cock but she was so horny that she only wanted it buried in her pussy. Richard knelt between Amanda's legs and eased his large dick into the blonde beauty's tight cunt. Amanda gasped as the massive cock filled her pussy she had never felt so full in her life. Richard fucked her slowly and as he did, he kept his weight off Amanda leaving a space between their bodies so the she could watch his large cock slide in and out of her steamy pussy.

Amanda's tight snatch proved to be too much for Richard. Although he wanted to prolong the fucking of the American blonde wife, he felt his orgasm approaching. He sank his cock into her pussy all the way and filled her quim with his seed. Gobs of semen spurted into Amanda's pussy and her vaginal muscles milked him dry. Amanda tried to keep Richard in her cunt but his deflated cock slipped from her and she felt the cool air touch her exposed hole. 

Amanda screamed, "No please don't stop. I need more!"

Richard smiled at her as he knew she would have all the cock she needed tonight. He would revisit her later after her ass was broken in and then he would finally take her in her incredible ass. Amanda felt her clothes being removed and then she was totally naked. She was placed on all fours and the two naked men penetrated her pussy and her mouth. Amanda hadn't sucked cock in a while but she was beyond caring as long as she had a cock in her pussy. Amanda remembered that both men came in her mouth and pussy but then after that everything seemed to be a blur. She knew everyone was naked and she could hear voices as she was repeatedly fed cock after cock for the next several hours. 

SATURDAY AFTER THE PARTY 

Saturday morning Amanda slowly woke up in a king sized bed in a beautiful bedroom. She knew she was in one of the rooms at the Howell house. Amanda was naked under the bed covers and she looked around for her clothes which were nowhere in sight. Her body ached all over, her pussy was sore and her ass really ached. She also felt constipated and sensed that she had been taken anally last night. She tried to recall the events of the evening but everything was a blur. She remembered that Sir Richard had fucked her and that he had a huge cock. She was sure that's why her pussy was so sore. Then she remembered being disrobed and fucked by a couple of other men but everything after that was fuzzy. Just as she was trying to recall everything Lady Jane entered the room.

"Well sleeping beauty awakes," she said sarcastically as she approached the bed.

Lady Jane was wearing a robe and she let it drop to the floor. She was completely naked under the robe and Amanda just stared at the attractive woman. Lady Jane seemed to have the perfect hour glass figure and she was very fit for a woman in her forties. Lady Jane then took hold of the covers and got in bed under them with Amanda.

"What are you doing?" Yelled a startled Amanda and she pulled the covers up tight around her neck.

"Oh my, are we a little shy this morning?" Lady Jane challenged.

"Why are you getting in bed with me and why are you naked?" Amanda blurted out.

"My dear this is my bed and you had no objections sharing it with Richard and I last night," Jane answered and then added, "I think you need some help remembering how you behaved last night."

Lady Jane then picked up a remote and clicked on the large screen TV in the room. The picture came to life and it was clearly about the party last night. The party had been recorded and Amanda sat in shock as she watched herself get fucked by Sir Richard again.

"You were the hit of the party. You were everyone's favorite last night," Jane told her as Amanda's eyes were glued to the TV.

Amanda watched in amazement as one sex scene after the other appeared on the screen. Everyone at the party was totally naked and Amanda was always with at least two others and sometimes three at a time. She couldn't believe it when she saw herself triple penetrated and she behaved like a wanton slut craving every inch of cock. She realized that every man there had fucked her at least twice, some in her pussy, some in her ass and some in her mouth. 

There were other scenes that got her attention too. At one point the very young pretty couple were both on all fours kneeling side by side as they each took cocks in ass and mouth. Amanda couldn't believe her eyes as she watched the young man willingly take on two very well endowed men. As the couple was occupied by four of the husbands, the wives were engaged in a torrid lesbian scene. Two of the wives were on their sides in a 69 position eating each other's pussy and they were being butt fucked by two other wives wearing strap-on cocks.

Amanda then saw herself on all fours with her beautiful ass in the air. Her head was on the floor and turned to one side so that she could see behind her. Sir Richard was fingering her asshole and apparently putting some sort of lubricant in it as he stroked his massive erection with the same substance. Sir Richard then added his own saliva to his cock before easing it into Amanda's asshole. Amanda was in shock as she watched the screen and witnessed Richard's cock worm its way into her ass. Her ass looked like it was stretched beyond repair as the long thick cock made its way into her rectum. 




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Amanda noticed that her own hand was frantically rubbing her pussy as Richard pummeled her ass. Amanda couldn't believe that she was trying to get herself off while she was impaled on Sir Richard's cock. Amanda watched as Richard fucked her ass with long deep strokes until he stiffened and obviously came in her ass. He pulled out of her ass and she rolled over with her hand still buried in her pussy. Then Amanda watched as a three women came to her aid. Two of them sucked on her tits while the third dove into Amanda's pussy. Just then the beautiful redhead came into the picture and she straddled Amanda's face and lowered her pussy to Amanda's accepting mouth. Amanda watched as she was serviced by three women as she serviced the redhead.

The recording of the party seemed to go on forever and it was clear to Amanda that she had had every man and every woman in the room. Every woman had eaten Amanda's pussy, including Lady Jane, and she had eaten every pussy in the room. It seemed as if every cock had also made its way into her shapely ass. Amanda just sat in bed stunned by her performance.

"Now are we still shy?" Lady Jane asked as she pulled the bed covers off both of them baring their naked bodies.

Amanda just trembled in the presence of this intimidating woman. Lady Jane reached for Amanda and pulled the frightened wife toward her. Amanda reluctantly accepted the woman's advances as they kissed and caressed each other's breasts. Just then the door opened and James entered carrying a tray.

"Ah thank you James. Breakfast is served my dear," announced Lady Jane who made no effort to cover her nakedness in the presence of James.

Amanda tried to pull the covers up but she was stopped by Lady Jane who reminded her, "My dear there is no need to hide your beauty from James. He has seen it all. Who do you think filmed the party last night?"

"Oh my God, James saw me too," Amanda thought to herself.

James brought the tray over to the naked women in bed and smiled at the uncomfortable Amanda. He poured tea for both of them and handed them plates with some sort of truffle. Of course Amanda was being treated to another dose of HW in her tea.

"Thank you James you may leave us now. You can pick up trays in about 30 minutes," Lady Jane said dismissing him.

Amanda was relieved when James finally left the room. He really made her nervous. The two women sipped the tea and ate the light pastries as they remained naked in each other's presence. Amanda wondered if she would have to respond to Lady Jane's advances after breakfast. As she thought about making love with Lady Jane that familiar tingling started up again. Amanda couldn't believe that her pussy was heating up again.

"God I am becoming insatiable," she thought, "After all that sex last night I am horny again, there has to be something wrong with me."

They finished the breakfast and Lady Jane put the tray down on the floor and then she turned her attention back to Amanda. Lady Jane moved between the young blonde girl's legs and began to lick her pussy. Amanda accepted the advances willingly as her pussy was dying for attention. Lady Jane ate Amanda through two intense orgasms before she lifted herself up from between Amanda legs.

"You are quite randy my dear. I think I shall call you Mandy from now on. Yes it will be Randy Mandy," Lady Jane said smugly.

Amanda hated to be called Mandy. She put up with it in high school but after that she insisted on being called Amanda. However she could care less now as her pussy really needed some more attention. At that moment James returned.

"Ah James just in time, Amanda is in need of a good shag but do me first I am so very hot," Lady Jane ordered.

James stripped off all his clothes and Amanda starred at the biggest cock that she had ever seen. It was even bigger than Sir Richard's. It had to be at least 12" long and 6+" around. James slid between Lady Jane's legs and eased his big shaft into her pussy. Lady Jane was very hot and she came quickly but James just kept his cock buried in her until she couldn't cum anymore and she begged him to stop.

Amanda had just gotten hotter watching the two next to her fuck so when James turned toward her she immediately opened her legs and accepted him into her womb. Amanda felt herself stretched to new dimensions as the impressive organ filled her pussy. Amanda gasped aloud as the big cock filled her hole and then she begged James to fuck her. James pounded the young American wife as his employer looked on. Amanda was insatiable and James tried to give her a fucking that she would long remember.

James stiffened and blasted an enormous amount of cum into Amanda's womb but he stayed hard and kept right on fucking her. He knew it would take him much longer to cum again so he tried to fuck her at the same pace. Amanda had orgasm after orgasm, one more intense than the other but the fire in her pussy never subsided. She wanted more. She wanted to be fucked like this for the rest of her life. Finally James came a second time and another barrage of cum was blasted into the pretty blonde American. James could feel Amanda's vaginal muscles tighten around his cock and milk every drop of semen from his cock.

James' cock softened and deflated in Amanda's pussy and it slipped from her hole as he moved back. Instinctively Amanda's hands went to her pussy to rub her engorged clit. James stood up and then Amanda saw that Monique had entered the room and she was standing naked next to the bed.

"Monique you're just in time. James has left a considerable amount of cum in Amanda's pussy. Be a dear and help clean her out," Lady Jane directed.

A naked Monique got on the bed between Amanda's legs and lowered her mouth to Amanda's steamy cunt. Monique sucked all the semen from Amanda's pussy and then went to work on her swollen clit. Amanda screamed in ecstasy when Monique took the hard pearl into her mouth. Amanda grabbed a hold of Monique's head and held it tightly to her quim as the lovely French maid expertly sucked on her clit. Amanda had a continuous string of orgasms and in spite of Monique's expert cunt lapping, Amanda still needed more.

Lady Jane pulled Monique back from Amanda's pussy and handed the maid a strap-on dildo. The fake cock was almost as big as James' cock and it looked hideous on the petite French girl. None the less Monique eased the cock into Amanda's pussy and fucked her as hard and as quickly as she could. Amanda went wild with the fake cock and this was one that wouldn't go soft. Monique fucked Amanda for a long time before Monique had to roll over on her back. Amanda rolled with her keeping the fake shaft buried in her pussy. Amanda then bounced up and down fucking herself on the dildo as Monique lay still beneath her. Monique reached up and played with Amanda's tits and nipples causing Amanda to cry out in pleasure.

James was back in the room and Amanda heard Lady Jane speak to him. "You may take her ass now if you like James."

James moved in behind Amanda and he used the butter left over from breakfast to lubricate Amanda's bung hole. James put an ample amount on his massive cock and then he pushed insistently against Amanda's sphincter until it yielded and allowed his cock to enter. Amanda continued to fuck her pussy on the fake cock as James slid his cock up her ass inch by inch. The pressure in her ass served to tighten her pussy around the fake phallus and Amanda groaned with joy. James picked up the pace and soon his big dick was sawing in and out of Amanda's curvy ass with ease. Amanda was only focused on her pussy and her desire to cum again. 

James tensed up and released his third load of the day this time deep into Amanda's bowels. Amanda felt the surge of cum fill her asshole and she tightened her anal muscles around the thick shaft. Amanda had another intense orgasm and her body shivered as she drenched the fake cock and Monique's pubes with her love juices. Bodies moved and Amanda felt herself back on her back as the others left the bed. She was handed the fake cock and she immediately plunged it into her pussy.

"Let's leave her for awhile and let her have fun with her new toy," The three of them gathered up their clothes and left Amanda on the bed fucking herself with the fake cock.

It was at least another hour before the HW wore off and Amanda started to return to normal. Her arm was fatigued from fucking herself with the dildo so she slowed her pace and then she dozed off with the fake cock still in her pussy. Amanda slept for several hours, well past the lunch hour.

James and Monique went about their normal chores for the rest of the afternoon while Lady Jane sat in the library reading and awaiting Richard's return. When Sir Richard returned he poured himself a glass of brandy and joined Lady Jane in the library.

"So how is our guest today?" he asked.

"Oh she is doing very well, as randy as ever. We left her alone with Monique's cock after she exhausted the three of us," Lady Jane answered with a sinister tone.

"I wonder if I should have stayed home instead of going to that boring meeting," Richard pondered.

"Oh she will still be there for the taking. I don't believe she will ever be satisfied with one cock again," Jane replied.

"Do you suppose we can give her a try tonight without the HW?" Richard questioned.

"Oh I think she is ready for the next step but if she falters then we can give her a little more to get her juices flowing," Jane suggested.

"So what is the agenda for this evening?" Richard asked.

"Well we will have some cocktails before dinner, then dinner and then we will adjourn to our chamber. We can play the recording of the party and that should get our juices flowing and we can both have fun with Randy Mandy," Jane said laying out her agenda.

Not far away at Anne's house the two girls from the spa Stephanie and Beth were in bed with Anne. They had spent the afternoon doing every imaginable thing that three females could do to each other making love. Stephanie and Beth had massaged every inch of Anne's body with their hands and their tongues. Anne went wild when Beth ate Anne's pussy while Stephanie rimmed Anne's asshole. They formed daisy chains and ate each other's pussy. Now they were in bed with Stephanie on the bottom with a double headed dildo in her pussy and the other end in Anne's pussy as Anne straddled her. Beth was behind Anne and she had a double headed dildo in her pussy with the other end in Anne's ass.

The three of them fucked like this until they all came. They rested and changed positions this time with Beth in the middle being sandwiched between Anne and Stephanie. Then it was Stephanie's turn to be in the middle. After several hours the three naked women fell asleep in Anne's bed exhausted from the day's intense activities. Anne was awakened by the telephone. She slipped out of bed leaving Beth and Stephanie and made her way into the study. She knew it would be Peter and that it would be a lengthy and private conversation.

"Hello love how is everything in Paris?" she asked.

"Just dandy love, Larry and I are having great fun. We had a couple of escorts last night and they were quite skilled," Peter replied.

"Did you make it in the same room with Larry and his escort?" she pried.

"Oh yes and we switched partners as well. Also the girls put on a show for us as we were resting up," Peter answered.

"How did Larry look? Is he big?" Anne asked her husband dying to know about Larry's cock.

"No he is about normal I'd say, about 6" and not too thick. The poor chap is in drastic shape and I was afraid that he would have a heart attack the way the girls worked him over," Peter described and then asked, "How was your day love?"

"Oh fantastic, Stephanie and Beth came over in fact they are still here in my bed. We had a wonderful day exploring each other." Anne said with a giggle.

"I'm sure you had a lovely day with those two. Any word from the Howell's about Amanda?" Peter inquired.

"Not yet but I expect to hear from Lady Jane tomorrow. Wait until I tell her about Larry's cock she will be disappointed," Anne replied to her husband and then asked, "What's planned for tomorrow?"

"Oh we'll take in a few sights during the day and then we have some Thai girls lined up for the evening," Peter told her.

"If it is who I think it is, oh you are shameless my husband!" Anne gasped into the phone.

"Well it is who you think it is and I am dying to see what happens," Peter said laughing at the other end.

"Be sure and take lots of pictures," Anne reminded him.

"It's all set love. I have arranged for a hidden video camera to be placed in Larry's room," 

"Oh I can't wait to see that video," Anne squealed.

"I have to run love. See you in a few. Love you," Peter said signing off.

"Bye love," Anne said and then hung up.

Anne was hot again just from imagining what would happen in Paris. She was glad that she had the girls in her bed and that she wouldn't have to use her dildo tonight. Anne crawled back in bed with the naked girls and woke them up.

"Time to play again," she said.

As Anne crawled back in bed with her female lovers, Lady Jane, Richard and Amanda had just entered the Howell's bedroom. Richard turned on the TV and started the video of the party.

"I haven't seen this yet but Lady Jane tells me that you are the star performer Amanda," Sir Richard stated.

Amanda just blushed as she knew she would have to watch the video again this time with Richard and Lady Jane in the same bed. Lady Jane and Richard casually disrobed and climbed into bed naked. Amanda reluctantly took off the clothes Lady Jane had lent her and stood naked in the room. Amanda was beckoned to the bed and she had to climb over Richard to get in the middle between them. Richard caressed her shapely ass she maneuvered over him and her thigh brushed his big erect cock.

Richard took Amanda in his arms and kissed her deeply. He fondled her breasts as he kissed her and Amanda allowed herself to be seduced. This time there was no strange tingling or burning in her pussy but she was getting turned on just the same. Amanda felt another set of hands playing with her ass and pussy; she knew it was Lady Jane. Then her legs were parted and Lady Jane moved between them. Lady Jane then feasted on Amanda's pussy as Richard continued to kiss her and play with her tits. Lady Jane was an accomplished cunt lapper and she had Amanda squirming and cumming in no time.

"Time to reciprocate my dear," Lady Jane directed as she lay back and spread her legs.

Amanda was guided by Richard between Jane's legs and Jane then guided Amanda's mouth toward the target. Amanda knew she had eaten pussy at the party but this was the first time she was aware of it. Amanda just tried to copy what Jane did to her as she buried her tongue in the furry twat. Richard got behind Amanda and slid his large cock into her pussy. Amanda felt the cock stretch her vagina and fill her to the brim. Richard fucked Amanda's pussy from behind as he played with her incredible ass. He pushed a finger into her asshole and Amanda felt the sensation for the first time. Even though she had been butt fucked repeatedly at the party, without the HW she felt the presence in ass for the first time.

Lady Jane started bucking as she came in Amanda's mouth and Amanda swallowed as fast as she could. This time she was aware of what another woman's pussy tasted like. Richard had been playing with her asshole as he fucked her pussy from behind and now he added a cool soothing substance to Amanda's ass. Amanda like the feel of the cool lubricant until Richard moved his cock from her pussy to her ass in one quick stroke. Amanda couldn't believe it but the head and a couple inches of cock were in her ass. The pressure was intense but Richard kept pressing forward.

"Please stop, I don't want to do this. You're too big," Amanda begged.

"Nonsense love you've already had ten cocks in there the past two days and one bigger than this," Lady Jane said as if she were scolding Amanda.

Richard was persistent and he drove his cock all the way into Amanda's asshole. He loved watching his cock penetrate a shapely ass and Amanda's was the finest he had in a long time. He massaged the beautiful globes of her ass as he pummeled her. Amanda just whimpered and accepted her fate. The pain was gone mainly because she had been so stretched out when she was under the HW influence. She felt Richard tense up and then she felt him flood her ass with his seed. Amanda's ass involuntarily clenched around the cock as the semen entered her rectum. There was so much of it that Amanda felt she had just received an enema. Richard fucked her slowly until his cock softened, deflated and then slipped from her ass. Amanda flopped face down on the bed with the Howell's on either side of her.

"That's enough for tonight dear. Rest up as we have a busy day planned for tomorrow," Lady Jane said as she stroked Amanda's shapely beautiful ass.

"What could possibly happen tomorrow?" Amanda wondered as she gradually fell asleep. 

SUNDAY FOLLOWING THE PARTY

Amanda was awakened by Richard's cock entering her quim. Richard had a morning piss hard-on which he had not had for awhile. He knew that he could fuck Amanda through several orgasms before he finally had to pee. Richard pounded Amanda's well used pussy relentlessly as she seemed to cum continuously. She finally begged him to stop and let her rest as she was convinced that she couldn't cum anymore. Richard smiled and eased his rock hard cock out of Amanda's cunt. Amanda gaped at the huge dick all slick with her pussy juice as he sat back on his heels. At first Amanda thought that he was going to make her suck his cock but then Richard turned his attention to his wife who was just starting to stir. 

Richard slipped between Lady Jane's legs and slid his slippery cock into her pussy. Jane gasped aloud as her husband's dick pushed passed the folds of her vulva and nestled deep with her cunt. Richard then fucked his wife just as hard and fast as he had Amanda. Amanda watched as the couple fucked right next to her in the bed. Richard soon had his wife cumming but he didn't stop and he continued to fuck her until she too begged him to stop.

Richard's balls were bloated and he needed to cum but first he had to empty his bladder. Richard went into the bathroom and relieved himself and then he called to Amanda to join him in the shower. Reluctantly Amanda made her way into the bathroom and joined Richard under the warm water. Richard soaped every part of Amanda's body and paid particular attention to her ass. He ran his hands all over her lovely shapely ass cheeks and rubbed up and down between the cheeks of her ass. Richard then began to finger Amanda's asshole and penetrated it with one of his thick fingers. Richard turned Amanda toward the shower wall and then he fingered both her asshole and pussy from behind.

Amanda knew what was next and she was prepared for Richard when he lined up his cock with her bung hole. Amanda had learned that by pushing as if she were trying to take a dump that his cock would go in easier. Richard slid his soapy cock into Amanda's ass and once more she was subject to an anal reaming. Richard was very turned on and he didn't fuck her ass for long before he fired a barrage of cum deep into her bowels. Amanda felt it as one rope after the other was discharged into her ass. Richard held her tight as he emptied his balls and his hands reached up and cupped her firm tits. Richard's cock softened and he allowed it to slip from Amanda's ass. He washed his cock thoroughly as Amanda did the best to douche the spunk from her rectum.

They returned to the bedroom after they had dried themselves off only to find Monique keeling between Lady Jane's legs eating her pussy. James was behind Monique and his gigantic cock was sawing in and out of the petite French girl's asshole. Amanda stared at the scene and she wondered how Monique could take such a long thick cock in her tiny aperture. Richard and Amanda stood naked side by side and watched the threesome in bed. Amanda was slightly aroused by the sight and Richard was sporting another impressive erection. The three some on the bed seemed to cum at the same time. Lady Jane squealed and doused Monique's face with love juice. James grunted as he spilled his seed into Monique's accommodating ass and Monique juiced all over her hand that was buried in her quim.




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"Oh you did such a good job Monique I have a reward for you. I am going to have Amanda eat your pussy," Lady Jane blurted out.

Amanda tensed again as it was quite different when her pussy was burning and she did all those things but now she was about her senses and she didn't want to continue with these sexual exploitations. However she was trapped and she knew that she had to go along with Lady Jane's bizarre directives. 

Richard had hopped on the bed and held his cock up for Amanda, "Here my dear lower your fabulous ass on my cock and Monique can sit on your face."

"Monique be a dear and prepare Amanda's ass for Richard's cock," Lady Jane ordered.

Monique took the lubricant nearby and had Amanda kneel on all fours on the bed while she lubed the American wife's bum hole. Monique loved Amanda's ass and she took her time playing with it and lubricating it. Monique also applied some lubricant to Richard's big dick and then added her saliva to make it very slick. Amanda had never sat on a cock that was destined for her ass so Monique and James assisted her as she straddled Richard's body. Amanda lowered her ass slowly as she felt the thick cock push its way into her rectum. Amanda balanced herself on her hands at first but then Richard pulled her down on his body allowing his cock to fill her anal passage. Amanda gasped as the thick cock filled her hole. Richard reached around and fondled her tits as he began to slowly fuck her ass again.

Monique straddled both Amanda's and Richard's heads as she lowered her pussy to Amanda's mouth. Amanda had by now learned what to do with a pussy in her mouth so she began to lick the tasty French girl. Monique gasped and squirmed as Amanda did an excellent job eating pussy and locating Monique's clit.

"I can see that you have really taken to French food," Lady Jane announced with a sinister laugh.

Amanda was so occupied with Richard's cock in her ass and Monique's pussy in her mouth that she never paid attention to James when he got on the bed. The next thing she felt was James pushing his immense cock into her pussy. Amanda tried to protest and cry out but her words were lost in Monique's quim. James eased his big dick into Amanda's pussy and she could feel the tightness caused by the two cocks in her holes. Separated by only a thin membrane the two well endowed men could feel the other's cock as they double fucked her. Amanda was so stuffed that she it felt as if they were in the same hole.

The increased tightness caused the two men to ejaculate quicker than normal but when they did Amanda felt as if flood gates had been opened. Large amounts of semen filled her pussy and ass as the two men came in her holes. The surge of cum pushed Amanda over the edge and she shook as tremors passed through her body. Her head was lodged in between Monique's thighs and the French maid squeezed Amanda's head when she came. Amanda's mouth was doused with the tasty juices of Monique's orgasm.

Everyone collapsed on the bed totally drained. Several minutes elapsed before anyone moved and then one by one they got out of bed. Only Amanda stayed in bed as she was sexually exhausted and humiliated. The others left the room and allowed Amanda to stay in bed. As she lay there she replayed the events of the past three days in her mind. She saw herself in the video and she couldn't believe that she had done all those things with complete strangers. Amanda was convinced that she had been given something that caused her to behave in such a fashion. But the last two days she just let it happen. How could she let these people take such advantage of her? She was fucked in all her holes, she ate pussy, had sex with women and she was totally aware of what was going on. Then there was the size of the cocks that she had; Richard was big but James was enormous. Her holes were so stretched she wondered how she would ever be satisfied with her husband's cock again. Not that he planned to use it anytime soon. Amanda dozed off with her thoughts.

Lady Jane sent James up to check on Amanda and when he entered the room he saw her lying on her stomach. She was still naked and she slept peacefully. James stared at her incredible ass and he felt his loins stir again. He had fucked her ass once but now he desired it again. James marveled at how a woman could be blessed with such an incredible bum. He just had to have it again. He stripped off his clothes and applied an ample amount of lubricant to his cock. Then he put his saliva over the lube and stroked his massive erection making it as slick as possible. 

James got on the bed and took hold off Amanda's hips. He lifted her slowly to a kneeling position but with her head still on the mattress. Amanda stirred slightly but she was still sleepy and dreaming about something. James lined up the thick mushroom head of his cock with Amanda's asshole and he pushed ever so gently and slowly into her rectum. The cock head cleared the sphincter and Amanda jumped as she felt the penetration. James held her firmly by her hips and drove his cock into her ass. The penetration took Amanda's breath away and before she could respond James had his huge cock buried to the hilt in her bottom. Amanda squealed and shook her head in protest.

"Now, now it's not like you haven't done this before. Just one more ass fuck before we join the others downstairs," James said.

Amanda knew it was useless fighting him so she let it happen. As the cock pummeled her ass she thought to herself, "Is there no end to this? Am I to be their fuck toy whenever they want?"

It took James a lot longer to cum this time but he didn't mind. He enjoyed watching his big thick cock slide in and out of Amanda's curvy ass and he savored every moment. As he fucked her ass he caressed her shapely globes and thought that this was one ass that he would never tire of. Amanda's mind wondered and she thought of Anne. She wondered if Anne knew about the Howell's and their parties. She wondered if Anne had been subjected to the same humiliation. Just then James stiffened and shot another load of spunk into Amanda's ass. He fucked her slowly as her anal muscles involuntarily milked his cock dry of his semen. Amanda's ass was responding to the flood of semen in her ass and tried to push it out thus milking James' cock.

James pulled his softening cock from Amanda's rectum and a stream of cum ran down her inner thighs. James stared at her nether hole as the aperture seemed to wink at him. Amanda's body was acting on its own as it expelled the semen from her asshole. James watched as the hole opened and closed for several minutes before Amanda just collapsed on the bed again. James patted her lovingly on her shapely ass and spoke;

"It s time to get up now, clean yourself up and put on this robe. The others are waiting downstairs," James told her.

"When do I get to go back to the hotel?" she asked almost begging.

"After lunch is served you will be allowed to wash and dress. Then I will drive you back to the hotel," James said to a relieved Amanda.

James got dressed and waited for Amanda and then they went downstairs where Richard and Jane were waiting. They had a very pleasant lunch and the conversation never once approached the sexual happening of the weekend. Amanda was allowed to wash and dress, the only clothes that she had with her was the cocktail dress she had worn to the party. She had not seen her dress since it was stripped from her body at the party. Amanda pulled on her thigh high hose, her panties, bra and black mini cocktail dress and then went back downstairs. James was waiting for her to drive her to the hotel.

Lady Jane, Sir Richard and James stared at her as she descended the stairs. Amanda was still beautiful and she looked stunning again in her black dress. Her shapely legs and curvy ass caused a stirring in their loins of her hosts. Richard and Lady Jane kissed her on both cheeks and told her that they hoped that she enjoyed herself.

"I hope that you enjoyed yourself my dear. We certainly enjoyed having you," Lady Jane said in her demeaning manner and then she added, "Here is a little remembrance of your time here."

Jane handed Amanda a box and Amanda thanked her. She really wanted to tell Lady Jane to fuck off but she thought better of it. Amanda just wanted to get out of there and get back to the hotel. She politely said goodbye and then followed James out to the car. As she as she got back to the hotel she planned to take a long warm bath and then call Anne to see how she was feeling.

Amanda couldn't know that Anne was feeling pretty good at the moment. Stephanie and Beth had just left following another marathon orgy with the three of them. Anne thought the best thing about sex with her female friends was that there was no semen to worry about. Although she loved the feel of semen coating her rectum, filling her pussy and bouncing off her throat, it was nice to have sex without cum once in awhile. The good thing about dildos is that they were always hard and ready to go. Anne, Stephanie and Beth had fucked themselves silly with their strap-on and double headed cocks. Anne was soaking in her tub and she too planned to call Amanda to see how the party went. She could only imagine as she remembered all too well her own initiation into the world of the Howell's.

SUNDAY NIGHT IN PARIS

Peter and Larry had enjoyed some of the sights in Paris during the day and then they met up with two Thai girls fro dinner and some evening pleasure. Peter knew the Thai girls and it turned out that they were twins. They had moved to Paris in their teen years and then they selected French names for themselves. Jacqueline and Danielle were in their mid twenties. They were very pretty with slender but shapely figures and long jet black silky hair. 

Larry was hooked up with Danielle as Peter and Jacqueline had dated before and knew each other. They had a lovely French meal and then they returned to the hotel rooms for a nightcap. Peter explained that they would not be fucking the girls in the same room as they did with the French women since the Thai girls would be embarrassed to be together. Peter took Jacqueline to his room and Larry took Danielle to his room.

Within minutes Larry was on his back naked in bed waiting for Danielle to join him. She took off her dress, hose and bra but left her panties on. She tip toed like a little nymph over to the bed with her small hands covering her tiny breasts. 

"I am a little shy," she giggled as she got in the bed.

Danielle took Larry's cock in her small hand and stroked him briefly before she lowered her mouth to his cock. Larry gasped as Danielle engulfed him in her mouth. She was an excellent cock sucker and she had him rock hard in no time. Danielle then moved up his body and straddled his stomach. She reached behind her bottom and pulled her panties down just passed her buttocks and then sat on Larry's cock. Larry was thrilled as he felt his rock hard cock slide into the warm wet recess of the Thai's body. 

"God she is tight," he thought to himself.

Danielle moved in circles and bounced up and down on Larry's cock driving him crazy. He felt his orgasm build in his balls and travel through his scrotum. Larry came and fired a substantial load of cum into Danielle who continued to move and then milked the seed from Larry's cock. Danielle continued to clench and unclench her muscles around Larry's cock keeping him hard in the process. Danielle then lifted herself off of him and took him back in her mouth.

"I want to taste you," she said as she cleaned his cock of all his spunk. 

Danielle then moved her body around into a 69 position with Larry with her staying on top. Danielle deep throated Larry several times and Larry felt that he could stay hard and cum again.

"Lick my clit for me Larry it is so hard now and sticking out of my pussy," Danielle urged.

Danielle's panties were still just below her ass cheeks and they still covered her crotch. Larry pulled the panties down further and Danielle's little cock popped into view. Larry just stared at the small cock which could not be any bigger then 2 to 3 inches hard and it was very thin. Larry couldn't believe his eyes as he looked at the little dick bouncing around over his head. Larry then saw the trickle of cum oozing out of Danielle's asshole and then he realized that he had fucked Danielle in the ass.

"My God, I just fucked a guy," he thought to himself.

"Please Larry suck my clit for me. No one will know, please," Danielle begged him.

Larry looked at the little worm above his head and for some reason he decided to honor Danielle's request. As he took the little cock in his mouth he remembered Danielle's words that no one would know. It actually wasn't that bad and he imagined that he was sucking on an engorged clit. Actually in his past he had eaten pussy with big clits and even squirters that filled his mouth with female love juices. Larry did not expect Danielle to cum in his mouth and he was not prepared for Danielle's ejaculation. Even as small as his dick and balls were, Danielle was capable of volcanic like orgasms.

Larry was gently sucking on the little cock as Danielle was giving him an incredible blow job. Larry could feel his ejaculation building again just as Danielle came in his mouth. The first blast of semen hit Larry in the back of the throat startling him. His first reaction was to gulp and he inadvertently swallowed some of Danielle's seed. Larry pulled his mouth off the tiny cock and the second and third bursts hit him in the face and covered him with sperm. Larry wanted to pull away but his own pending orgasm kept him in place as Danielle sucked away. Larry felt his balls tighten and then he blasted his load into Danielle who then sucked and swallowed every drop.

When Larry was sucked dry he pushed Danielle off of him and he jumped out of bed. Larry ran into the bathroom and washed off his face and rinsed out his mouth the best he could. Larry could not get the semen taste out of his mouth even with a good amount of mouthwash. He went back into the bedroom and stared at the naked Danielle in bed. Everything about him said woman except for his tiny cock.

"Not a word, do you understand, not a fucking word to anyone about this," Larry said firmly intentionally keeping his voice down.

Danielle nodded and said, "I understand, I promise."

"What about Jacqueline is she like you?" Larry asked as his thoughts shifted to Peter.

"No she is a girl. We were brother and sister until I decided to be a girl. Now we are sisters," Danielle replied.

"Does Peter know about you?" Larry now worried that Peter may have set him up.

"No he does not know. He has never been with me. He likes to fuck my sister," Danielle lied in part because Peter did know that Danielle was a transsexual.

"Thank God!" Larry exclaimed thinking that he was off the hook.

But Larry was not off the hook, Peter had indeed set him up and everything worked out just as Peter had hoped. The whole session was recorded with a hidden video camera. Peter had arranged for the set up earlier in the day and now he would have something to share with the Howell's and his wife. Just wait until Larry's wife Amanda gets a look at her husband sucking a transsexual's cock after fucking him in the ass, he thought. 

Peter was anxious to get home now that he had accomplished his mission for the Howell's. He was anxious to see his wife but even more anxious to get a piece of Amanda's hot ass. He called down to the front desk and asked them to book him and Larry on the first train back to London tomorrow morning. 

Jacqueline stayed the night with Peter as he loved fucking her little lithe body. He would cum in her pussy, ass and mouth before the night was over. In the morning he would fuck her again before they left the hotel. Larry on the other hand chased Danielle out of his hotel room. Larry had trouble sleeping that night as he was still disturbed that Danielle had cum in his mouth. 

MODAY IN LONDON 

Amanda slept in Monday morning and she was grateful that she and Anne did not have any plans. She called down for room service for breakfast and she also asked for a video player. She had opened the package that Lady Jane had given and found it be a copy of the video made at the party. Amanda decided to enjoy a leisurely breakfast in the room and then watch the video after breakfast before she showered and dressed.

After breakfast Amanda popped the video in the player and lay back in bed to watch it again. She had watched it twice at the Howells but now she had a chance to watch it alone. As Amanda watched the video she focused on other people in the orgy besides herself. She had seen enough of herself and her lewd behavior. She was particularly interested in the young couple and she watched them over and over again. The young couple really seemed to be into sucking cock and taking it in the ass. They looked beautiful on all fours with their youthful natural blonde bodies fucking side by side. The first time Amanda had watched the video she didn't realize how many different men had fucked the young couple. She was particularly interested in watching the young husband get butt fucked while he sucked on another cock. Amanda was fascinated with the man to man sex. She had never seen men have sex together before and it was sort of arousing to watch them. 

Amanda got turned on watching the video so she retrieved the dildo that Anne gave her and pushed it in her pussy. Amanda slowly moved the fake cock in and out of her pussy as she watched the video. The other person she watched was the beautiful redhead and she had overlooked some of her activities earlier. There was one scene when the redhead was on all fours being double fucked in her ass and pussy while she sucked on a third cock. She was taking on the three biggest cocks in the room. The most amazing part is when the three men pulled out of her holes and jerked their cocks off in her face. The redhead opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue to catch as much spunk as she could. The three men blasted her with enormous loads and completely covered her face in cum. 

The redhead swallowed the seed that entered her mouth and then men used their cocks to push more spunk into her mouth. Just then another woman came over to the redhead and they kissed each other. The woman licked the semen from the redhead's face and they kissed deeply sharing the men's spunk. Their behavior was so bizarre and seemed so out of character for the beautiful redhead. Amanda wondered, "Who are these people that will meet to have sex of all kinds with one another?"

Amanda was really hot and she actually wished that she had someone in bed with her at that instant. Man or woman it didn't matter to Amanda at the moment. Amanda wished the beautiful redhead was with her or even Anne. She wondered if Anne would accept her advances. Amanda was sure she would since Anne made it with Stephanie at the spa. Thinking about the spa gave Amanda another idea and she got out of bed and located Beth's business card. She remembered that Beth told her that she would make a house call. Amanda thought about asking Beth to come to the hotel but then she decided against it. She called the spa and she was in luck, Beth could see her at 3:00 PM and if she wanted Stephanie could join them. Amanda accepted Beth's offer and she thought she would cum on the spot when Beth said Stephanie would join them. Amanda hung up the phone and then she decided to take a bath and prepare her body for an afternoon of fun. As soon as Beth hung up with Amanda she placed a call to her good friend and best client Anne. 

"Anne dearest, guess who just made an appointment for a massage?" Beth said in a sultry tone. 

"My God did Amanda call you already?" Anne asked in surprise.




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"Yes she did and can you believe it, she said it was okay for Stephanie to join us," Beth replied.

"Oh the little tart! What time is she scheduled to see you?" Anne asked excitedly.

"She will be here at 3:00 PM. Stephanie and I have nothing booked after that so we will be able to keep her entertained for quite some time," Beth explained.

"Oh I am already getting wet just thinking about it. I have to be there I have to see the three of you in action," Anne squealed.

"Why don't you join us? That would be a gas!" Beth teased.

"I just might you little snot!" Anne snapped back.

"Oh by the way I get the sense that she won't need any HW this time so she should be very aware of what it going on," Beth relayed.

"That's it I will just have to be there. See you later love and thanks for ringing me up," Anne said excitedly and then hung up.

Anne hurried to get cleaned up and dressed. Then she left a note for Peter just in case he got in before she got home. She laughed at the note because she knew that when he read it and learned where she was that he would be home stroking his cock waiting for her return. 

Beth and Stephanie prepared the massage room in anticipation of Amanda and Anne arriving later. They made sure that every toy was in the room. The double dildos, the strap-on cocks, anal plugs and anal beads would be available to them. It should be quite a session and they both looked forward to another session with Amanda and Anne.

MONDAY EVENING FOLLOWING THE MASSAGE

An exhausted Anne and Amanda were being driven to Anne's house by her driver. Anne had called home and spoke with her husband Peter earlier and he had said to bring Amanda home with her. Peter then called Larry at the hotel and told him that the girls were out and about somewhere and they weren't sure when they would be home. Peter told Larry since the girls didn't expect them home today that Amanda had planned to spend the night at the house as Anne's guest. Larry thanked him for the call and said to tell Amanda that he was fine with her staying at the house. He was tired anyway and he could use a good night's sleep.

As they drove to Anne's house Amanda thought about what she just did with the other three women. It was a wild female orgy. She still remembered when Anne burst into the room and found Amanda being double fucked by Beth and Stephanie with strap-on cocks. Beth was in Amanda's pussy and Stephanie was in Amanda's ass. Anne had stripped off her clothes and grabbed one of the double headed dildos. Then she put one end of it in Stephanie's ass and the other end in her own pussy. Anne joined in and the four of them fucked themselves silly.

Amanda loved it when she and Anne ate each other on their sides in a 69 position while Beth and Stephanie fucked them in the ass. Then Amanda and Anne fucked themselves with a double dildo while Beth and Stephanie fucked them in the ass. Amanda lost track of the number of orgasms that she had but she did not need any stimulant this time as she did for the first massage. Amanda and Anne then turned their attention to the other girls and took turns fucking Stephanie and Beth in their ass and pussy with the strap-on cocks. Amanda loved making the other girls cum almost as much as she liked cumming herself.

Amanda was leaning into Anne now as they rode to the house. Anne had her arm around Amanda as they snuggled together on the ride home. Occasionally Amanda would turn her head up toward Anne and the two of them would kiss. Amanda had forgotten all about her husband these past four days and now she was looking forward to spending the night with Anne. Amanda had done so much and learned so much since coming to London but she had never imagined that she would have become so obsessed with sex.

The car pulled up to the house and the two pretty women got out of the car and entered the house. Anne acted surprised to see Peter home from his trip and Amanda immediately felt that she should return to the hotel if Larry was there.

"Nonsense you should stay here tonight as you planned. I'm sure you girls had quite a day and you must be dead tired. I called Larry earlier and let him know that you might stay here and he was fine with that. Poor chap was exhausted from the trip and I bet he's already asleep," Peter assured Amanda.

Amanda nodded her acceptance and replied, "Thank you as long as it not too much trouble."

"No trouble at all my dear. Let's get a little something to eat," Anne offered.

Anne fixed them a light snack and she was tempted to put a tiny amount of HW in Amanda's portion but then decided against it. Lady Jane said that she had gotten along without it after the party and she certainly didn't need it at the spa earlier today. Anne knew that her husband was dying to get at Amanda's ass and she had to admit to herself that she wanted to see Peter fuck her bum.

As they were dining Amanda asked about the sleeping arrangements. She was sure that Anne would put her up in the guest room much to her disappointment as Amanda was looking forward to spending more time with Anne. Amanda was surprised when Anne told her that she would sleep with Anne in the master bedroom.

"If we sleep together, what about Peter?" Amanda asked curiously.

"Oh he will sleep with us," Anne answered as if it was the most natural response.

"He'll sleep with us!" Amanda repeated.

"Yes and don't worry you will love him. He is a great lover and he has been dying to sleep with you ever since we met. He can't wait to get his big cock into your shapely bum," Anne told her as if were a routine event.

"My God Anne don't you care who Peter sleeps with?" Amanda blurted.

"Of course I do my dear that's why I have invited you to spend the night with us," Anne concluded.

Amanda couldn't believe that Anne and Peter were so casual about sex. Amanda felt affectionate toward Anne and she had enjoyed their female couplings earlier but now she would make love to Peter as well. Amanda as if in a trance followed Anne up to the bedroom. Peter was already in the room and he was standing there stark naked. Anne ushered Amanda into the room and then proceeded to undress her. By the time Anne had undressed Amanda, Amanda's pussy was soaking wet. Anne then removed her clothes and led Amanda over to Peter. By now Peter's cock was rock hard and standing straight out from his body.

"Doesn't he have a beautiful cock?" Anne asked Amanda.

Amanda just stared at Peter's cock as Anne caressed Amanda's small firm tits and shapely bubble ass. Amanda noticed that Peter was clearly bigger than her husband Larry but not quite as large as Sir Richard and thankfully not as big as James. Peter smiled at Amanda and took her in his arms. His hands slid down her back and cupped her shapely bottom as he kissed her.

"Do you how long I have been dying to get at this scrumptious ass?" Peter said as he lifted Amanda's buttocks in his hands.

The three of them got into bed and Amanda lay on her back as Peter slipped his hard cock into her sopping pussy. Anne laid along side them and she stroked Amanda's tits. Peter fucked Amanda slowly keeping his rod in contact with Amanda's clit. Amanda felt her orgasm approach and she was surprised that she could cum so quickly particularly after the session at the spa earlier. Amanda's body tightened up just before her climax rocked her sensitive body. Amanda hooked her legs around Peter and humped him rapidly as she exploded with an intense orgasm. Amanda then collapsed on the bed and she felt Peter pull his cock from her sopping wet cunt. Peter rolled Amanda over on her belly and then lifted her by her hips so that her ass was in the air. He pushed down lightly on her back causing it to arch and emphasize her shapely ass even more.

Peter began to fondle Amanda's ass and finger her bung hole. Then Amanda felt the slick lube being applied to her asshole and she knew that once again her ass would be royally fucked. Amanda wondered if she would ever have sex again without being fucked in the ass. It seemed whether she was in bed with a man or woman her ass was always the prime target. Amanda gasped when she felt Peter slip his lubricated cock into the ass but she was so broken in by now that it slid in easily. Peter took his time fucking Amanda's incredible ass as he watched his cock slide all the way in and out of her bubble butt. Peter wanted to stay this way forever but he soon felt his orgasm building and he knew it would be a big one.

Peter held Amanda's ass cheeks firmly as he pushed his cock in all the way. Peter stayed still as he unloaded a barrage of spunk into Amanda's shapely ass. Amanda felt the surge of semen as it filled her rectum and she instinctively clenched her anal muscles. Amanda milked Peter's cock dry of every bit of spunk and Peter remarkably stayed hard in her ass. Peter then started to fuck her again slowly and pushed the semen around inside her anal passage. Amanda realized then that Peter intended to fuck her ass again without removing his cock from his first orgasm. It took Peter quite sometime to cum a second time.

Anne positioned herself so that Amanda could eat her pussy. Anne cradled Amanda's head and guided it between her legs. Amanda lapped at Anne's pussy just as she had done earlier at the spa. The three of them worked themselves into lather. Amanda reached between her legs and fingered her own twat. Peter stiffened and unleashed another round of spunk into Amanda's curvy bottom and his orgasm was followed by his wife's. Anne held onto Amanda's head and filled the girl's mouth with female love juice. Amanda had another mild orgasm as her fingers plunged in and out of her own pussy. The three of them collapsed on the bed and Amanda thought to herself that she had reached total debauchery. It was one thing to be under the influence of a stimulant but quite another to blatantly engage in raw no holds barred sex. The three of them fell asleep along side one another.

TUESDAY MORNING

Amanda woke up to the bed bouncing as Peter fucked his wife Anne. Anne was thrashing around beneath her husband as he pounded her pussy. Amanda watched as the couple fucked right next to her. Anne seemed to cum over and over again while Peter was relentless in fucking her through multiple orgasms. Anne finally begged him to stop and Peter looked over at Amanda and saw that she was awake. Peter smiled at Amanda and moved from between his wife's legs to between Amanda's legs. Peter then repeated the scene with Amanda as he fucked her until she felt that she couldn't cum any more and begged him to stop. Peter pulled out of Amanda and she stared at his erect cock glistening with pussy juice. Peter hopped out of bed and made his way into the bathroom.

"Isn't he something? He loves to fuck me into submission in the morning. His cock never goes down until he takes his first pee," Anne said as she caressed Amanda's body.

"Come on let's join him," Anne said as she heard the shower.

Anne took Amanda by the hand and led her into the shower. The three of them washed each other and soaped each other's body. Peter of course loved playing with Amanda's ass and he placed a soapy finger in her asshole. Peter then turned Amanda so that her back was to him and he slid his soapy cock into her ass. Anne continued to soap Amanda's tits as Peter fucked Amanda's ass. Then Anne dropped to her knees and began to eat Amanda's pussy. Amanda gasped as she felt Anne's tongue find its way to her clit. Anne ate Amanda until she came and as she did Peter shot of huge load of spunk into her ass. Amanda felt the enormous load fill her rectum and surround Peter's cock.

Anne washed the semen out of Amanda's ass and the three of them dried off and got dressed. Peter had to get to work so he kissed both ladies goodbye and left for the office. Anne and Amanda had a leisurely breakfast and then Anne's driver returned Amanda to the hotel. By the time Amanda arrived, her husband Larry had already left for the office so she just climbed in bed and enjoyed a long nap. 

At the office Peter and Larry were meeting with Sir Richard and reviewing the company's key prospects. Sir Richard identified one client who was coming to London on Wednesday. The client was middle-eastern and very close to the Emir in his country. Sir Richard asked Larry to handle this account as he and Peter were going after bigger fish that week. Larry was instructed to take the client to dinner and by all means to bring his pretty wife Amanda. The prospect was very attracted to blondes and Sir Richard thought that Amanda's presence would help the situation. Larry enthusiastically agreed as he was excited about being trusted with such an important international prospect. So it was set and Larry would entertain the prospect at dinner Wednesday evening.

Later that day Larry contacted the prospect's assistant. The assistant accepted the call and was very pleasant to Larry. He said that his boss Amok would be pleased to have dinner with Larry and his wife. He also insisted that dinner be at Amok London residence and that Larry and his wife would be treated to a middle-eastern meal. Larry was surprised by the offer but he quickly accepted not wanting to offend his prospect. 

That night over dinner Larry explained the arrangement for Wednesday evening. Amanda was flattered that she would be included but she was concerned about what she should wear. After dinner Amanda called Anne and told her about the dinner and asked her advice as to what she should wear. Anne told her to wear the same dress that she wore to Lady Jane's as it was very flattering to Amanda's figure. Amanda was a little concerned about wearing such a short dress but she trusted Anne's judgment.

WEDNESDAY DINNER WITH AMOK

Larry hired a car to take him and his wife to the palatial house of Amok. Amanda was in awe of the place as they walked up steps to the front entrance. A powerful looking man opened the door and invited them in. Larry and Amanda were led into a reception area where they were greeted by Amok. Amanda surveyed Amok and thought that he was a somewhat handsome man. He was not tall, probably about 5'8" but he seemed to be fit and he was very well groomed. Amok was the perfect gentleman as he showed them around briefly and then ushered them into the dining room where dinner would be served.

Amanda felt Amok's eyes on her all the time and he was making her a little nervous. Dinner was finally served and Amok explained each dish as it was served. Larry and Amok discussed business as they ate but most of the time Amok looked at Amanda as they talked. They were about half way through the meal when Amok's servant came in the room and said that there was a phone call for Mr. Swanson. Larry knew that only Sir Richard and Peter knew where he was this evening so he assumed it one of them calling. Larry excused himself and left the room to take the call. Within a few minutes Larry was back in the room. "Amok, I am very sorry but an urgent matter has come up and I have to meet with Sir Richard," Larry apologized.

"Oh I am sorry that you have to leave. Is everything okay with Sir Richard?" Amok replied trying to sound concerned.

"Yes everything is fine just an urgent business matter. I am sorry that we have to leave since everything was so nice. Come on Amanda, I will drop you off at the hotel first," Larry said.

"Larry why don't you let your lovely wife finish her meal, it would be such a shame to let the food go to waste and then I would have company for dinner," Amok offered and then added, "I will have my driver take you to Sir Richard and then he will bring your wife back to the hotel after dinner."

Larry did not want to offend Amok so he looked at Amanda and said, "That actually would be the best solution and you could enjoy your meal. Are you okay with that dear?"

Amanda was nervous but she knew that this prospect was important to Larry so she agreed, "Only if you promise to run me to the hotel right after dinner," she said as she tried to force a smile.

It was agreed so Larry left with Amok's driver and Amanda was sure that the driver had given Amok a knowing look. Amanda resumed her meal with Amok and she found him to be a pleasant and engaging man. 

Amok said to her, "Come here and see what I have at my place." 

Amanda curiously looked at him and then got up and walked over to him. She didn't see anything at first and then Amok unfolded a napkin containing some stunning gems. Amok told her to have a closer look and handed her an eye piece. Amanda unsure of what she was looking at leaned over to look at the gems. Amanda felt Amok's hand run up the back of her leg and firmly grab her ass. Amanda jumped but she couldn't back away as Amok tightly held onto her ass. 

"Please don't," Amanda begged with a fearful look in her eyes. 

"Now my dear you wouldn't want to upset your husband's biggest prospect would you?" said Amok as he continued to grope her ass.

"Please don't do this," Amanda pleaded as she knew her situation was precarious.

"Tell me dear, what kind of a man leaves his beautiful wife alone with another man to close a business deal," Amok challenged.

"No he wouldn't do that," Amanda cried but then she wondered why Larry was so willing to leave her there.

"Oh but he did and now you will have to close the business deal," Amok said as he stood up from his chair.

Amok walked behind Amanda and pushed her forward so that she bent slightly and put both her hands on the dining table. Amok lifted Amanda's short skirt up over her hips and put the American wife's ass on display. Amok took in her beauty as she stood bent over the table with her ass framed by her thigh high hose and the skirt bunched around her waist. Amanda felt tears well up in her eyes as she was totally humiliated and frightened. 

Amanda shivered and goose bumps covered her body as Amok peeled her panties down and off her legs. Amok rubbed her ass and then he slipped a very oily finger into her asshole. Amanda clenched her fists as Amok had his way with her ass. Amok then dropped his own pants and underwear to his ankles. He stepped up closer to Amanda and slipped his cock into her ass. His cock was well oiled and entered her without any trouble. Amok's cock was bigger than Amanda would have thought for someone of his stature and she was thankful at that moment that she had lost her anal virginity at Lady Jane's party.

Amok slowly fucked her and caressed her lovely ass. Amok was an ass man and he was thrilled to be buried balls deep in the marvelous ass of the pretty blonde American wife. Sir Richard said that she was a treasure and he was right. Amok felt his balls tighten just before he came in her asshole. Amanda felt the familiar surge of spunk fill her rectum as Amok emptied his balls in her ass. Amanda felt her asshole instinctively milk the spunk from Amok's cock.

Amok stepped back and admired his conquest. He watched the trickle of semen seep from Amanda's ass and he marveled at the beautiful shape of her ass. Amok pulled up his trousers and then he took Amanda by the hand and led her to another room. Amanda followed him with her skirt still bunched around her waist and her panties somewhere back in the dining room.

"I have some important people I want you to meet and then our business will be done," Amok said as he opened the door and pushed Amanda inside a dimly lit room. 

When her eyes adjusted Amanda realized that she was in the room with three naked men. They were all over her in an instant and they had her clothes off in no time. Amanda was then fucked by the three men for the next several hours. They fucked her pussy, her ass and her mouth. She lost track of how many times they came in her holes or how many times they made her cum. Amanda knew that several times she was triple penetrated and had a cock in her ass, pussy and mouth at the same time.




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She must have passed out briefly because when she awoke she was alone. She located her clothes except for her panties and got dressed. Amanda could feel the dried semen on her body where it had oozed out of her pussy and ass. She located a bathroom and tidied up the best she could. She went looking for Amok but instead ran into his driver.

"Amok said, that I should drive you to the hotel. He has already turned in but he wanted to say that he enjoyed your company," the driver said.

The driver led Amanda out to the car and as he opened the door of the limousine his eyes scanned her body. Amanda got in the car and she was surprised when the driver got in the back with her. In no time at all her skirt was back around her waist and the driver's pants were down to his knees as he pushed his big dick into Amanda's pussy. The driver was really turned on and he came quickly, flooding Amanda's cunt again. He got off her, pulled up his pants and left her alone in the back of the limo. Amanda just lay sideways on the seat with her dress still up around her waist and semen dripping from her pussy. Amanda dozed briefly as the driver took her to the hotel.

The car pulled into the courtyard of the hotel and the driver turned off the lights. He got back in the back again with Amanda and this time he took her ass. He put her on the floor keeling over one of the side seats with her upper body on the seat. He pushed his big cock into her asshole and fucked her for a long time before he came in her ass. Everything at this point was a blur for Amanda but she knew that she had had five different cocks in her ass that night. The driver helped her from the car, straightened out her clothes and escorted her up to the hotel entrance.

Amanda walked through the lobby and she still looked stunning in her black mini dress. As she strolled through the hotel lobby on the way to the lifts many a head turned her way to take in her beauty. Not one of them would have guessed that this sophisticated looking beauty had cum dried to her skin under her sexy dress. Nor would they have ever guessed what she had been through the past two weeks since arriving in London. Amanda reached her room and she just undressed and flopped down naked in the bed. Larry was not back and Amanda could care less what she looked like when he arrived. She would be asleep in her naked glory with the smell of sex throughout the room as the semen dried on her body.

Larry had his own problems at the moment. He was facing Sir Richard who had just shown him a video. It was a video of Larry and Danielle the transsexual. Larry couldn't believe that he was on film sucking a cock but Sir Richard had the video. Peter explained that Danielle must have set it up and was now trying to blackmail the firm.

"This is very embarrassing Larry. Our firm does not need this sort of scandal," Sir Richard said firmly.

"What do you want to do?" asked a worried Larry.

"Well first things first. You will fly back to the states this week and you will be meeting with Kenzel about this matter," Richard explained.

Larry turned white. The CEO knew about this. "Oh my God I'm finished," he thought to himself.

"Your flights have been booked and you will be leaving Friday and Amanda will be leaving on Sunday. You have a meeting with Kenzel the first thing Monday and he will deal with you. Peter and I will handle the transsexual," Richard said firmly.

Larry started to thank Sir Richard but he was told to leave. Richard turned his back on Larry as he left the office. Once Larry was gone Peter and Richard broke into laughter. 

"Well we got rid of that useless pest," Sir Richard said to Peter as they clicked glasses and sipped a scotch.

"Does he know that Kenzel is gay?" Peter asked.

"Well he'll find out soon enough when he has to suck Kenzel's cock to keep his job," Richard replied.

"I will miss his lovely wife though," Peter added.

"Yes she is quite the piece of ass isn't she? Let's have another go at her tomorrow. I'll send the car and you and Anne can join Lady Jane and I at our place," Sir Richard offered with a sneer.

Larry returned to the hotel and broke the news to Amanda that he had to leave on Friday. Amanda had already received a call from Lady Jane so she knew about the travel plans. Lady Jane told Amanda that a farewell party would be held for her at their house on Friday evening. Amanda learned that she would be flying back to the states on Sunday. Lady Jane also asked Amanda if there was anyone special that she would like to have at the party Friday. Amanda's mind flashed to the beautiful redhead.

Amanda could still hear Lady Jane's response as she said with the hint of wickedness in her voice, "A wise choice my dear and I know that Lauren will be delighted to attend in your honor."

Amanda knew that she would be fucked silly once again and she actually looked forward to it this time. She could already feel her pussy heating up from just the thoughts of the cocks and pussies that would be at her disposal this Friday.

AMANDA RETURNS TO THE STATES ON SUNDAY

A limo picked Amanda up at the hotel and took her to the airport. As she rode in the back of the limo she reflected on the past two weeks. She had hoped that the trip would have been good for her and Larry and that they would renew their sex life. Amanda's sex life had been more than renewed but Larry wasn't even part of it now. She couldn't believe her own actions as she knew that she had had at least thirty sex partners in the short two weeks. She had been broken in anally and she had been taught to eat pussy, suck cock and swallow cum. Amanda was still surprised that she had become such a sex machine. She giggled and said to herself, "I have become such a slut and I love it." 

Amanda thought about the farewell party at the Howells Friday night and how once again she had experienced every cock and every pussy present at the affair. She thought about how the party started out when at her request, Lauren was triple-penetrated as Amanda and the other women watched. Everyone was naked as Amanda sat between Lady Jane and Anne. Lady Jane and Anne fondled Amanda's breasts and pinched her hard nipples between their fingers. As they did this the petite Monique ate Amanda's pussy. Lady Jane, Anne and Amanda watched as Lauren straddled James' immense cock and lowered her pussy onto the thick shaft. Then Sir Richard filled Lauren's poop chute with his impressive cock as Peter fed his cock to Lauren's receptive mouth.

Amanda thought to herself that Lauren had over two feet of cock in at the same time. Amanda also knew that later she would be in the same position as Lauren. The three well endowed men plowed Lauren's three holes. When it was time for them to cum they all pulled out and sprayed their seed all over Lauren's face. Amanda couldn't believe the amount of semen that covered Lauren's hair, face, neck and tits. Just at that time Amanda came in Monique's mouth and the French maid sucked up every drop. Lady Jane then told Monique to help Lauren clean up. Monique crawled over to the spunk doused Lauren and began licking the semen off her body. Lauren and Monique kissed deeply and swapped the semen back and forth. Amanda was getting turned on again and Lady Jane told Lauren to eat Amanda's pussy.

The rest of the evening was a flat out orgy with every sexual position carried out. There were twosomes, threesomes, foursomes, dildo fucking, anal sex, oral sex and vaginal sex. Lauren and Amanda ate each other in a 69 position as they were both fucked in the ass by Richard and Peter. Later Amanda was triple penetrated by the three men and she was thankful that James was not in her ass. They partied well into the early morning hours before Amanda was driven back to the hotel.

Just then the car pulled into the lot where the corporate jet was waiting. Amanda checked in at the desk as her luggage was loaded on the plane. She was introduced to the pilot and co-pilot, two handsome chaps she thought to herself. Amanda made her way out to the plane and ascended the stairs into the cabin.

"Welcome aboard my lady," a giggly voice rang out.

Amanda looked toward the voice and saw that it was Lauren. "My God what are you doing here?" Amanda stammered.

"Why I was asked to keep you company, entertained actually!" Lauren replied.

Amanda smiled at the beautiful redhead and asked, "Are you coming to the states too?"

"No, no my dear, I am just flying with you across the pond and then back on Tuesday," Lauren explained.

Amanda was thrilled to have company but showed concern for Lauren as well. "Won't you be bored flying back by yourself?"

"Not at all, the pilot and co-pilot will keep me company on Monday at the hotel and then they will take turns with me during the flight on Tuesday. Actually I'm looking forward to it. I hear they are quite well endowed." Lauren answered with a giggle. 

"Come on let's get you seated and then once we reach cruising altitude we can take off her seat belts and anything else that we may want to take off," Lauren offered.

Amanda smiled and took her seat. As the plane later taxied out to the runway, Amanda thought about the next six or seven hours she would spend with Lauren. Would the pilot and co-pilot join them? It should be interesting! 



Big Ben Big Cock Aftermath



This story was written because of several requests I received to write a sequel to Big Ben Big Cocks. I have set it up so that each chapter can stand alone but also leaves the door open for subsequent chapters. I though about one segment but in the past I received mixed reviews about long stories so I decided to write this in chapters. As always, all characters are 18 years of age or older.

THE FLIGHT HOME

The beautiful blonde American wife Amanda settled into her seat across the aisle from the beautiful redheaded British women Lauren. There was no need to sit together as once they were airborne they would have as much freedom as they needed. Lauren looked over and smiled at Amanda as the corporate jet taxied out to the runway. Amanda tilted her head back and closed her eyes. As she did the past two weeks flashed through her mind.

She had hoped that the trip would have been good for her and her husband Larry and that they would renew their sex life. Amanda's sex life had been more than renewed but Larry wasn't even part of it now. She couldn't believe her own actions as she knew that she had had at least thirty sex partners in the short two weeks. She had been broken in anally and she had been taught to eat pussy, suck cock and swallow cum. Amanda was still shocked that she had become such a sex machine. She never realized that she was so capable of wanton sex. Now she found herself thinking about where her next adventure would come from.

Amanda looked back across the aisle at Lauren who had her head back and her eyes closed. Amanda thought about the last time that she saw Lauren naked. It was at the farewell party at Lady Jane's and Sir Richard's home. Lauren was being triple penetrated by three large cocks. Amanda thought to herself that Lauren had over two feet of cock in at the same time. The three well endowed men plowed Lauren's three holes. When it was time for them to cum they all pulled out and sprayed their seed all over Lauren's face. Amanda couldn't believe the amount of semen that covered Lauren's hair, face, neck and tits.

"Penny for your thoughts?" Lauren asked snapping Amanda out of her trance.

"Oh just thinking about the farewell party at Lady Jane's," Amanda replied.

"It was quite something wasn't it?" 

"I was picturing the three men cumming all over you."

"Oh yes that was something. They drenched me in cum. I don't know how they do it, how they can keep producing all that cum."

"Amanda, you had quite a run those two weeks," Lauren added.

"Yes, I did and I still have a difficult time coming to grips with it. But I loved every minute of it and I have no regrets. Larry had kind of abandoned our sex life anyway."

"Well you certainly made up for it."

"I never knew that I was capable of such acts. It was like I had this hidden sexual animal buried deep within me but once it was let loose I was insatiable."

"Dearie, all of us women have that caged sexual animal in us. We just need some help unleashing it." 

"Well I certainly let mine out of the cage."

Just then the pilot came on announcing that they were ready for takeoff. Amanda and Lauren sat back in their seats as the plane lifted off the runway. Several minutes later the captain came back on.

"Ladies, you are now free to move about the cabin or do anything that you chose to do," he said with a sarcastic laugh.

Lauren giggled and said to Amanda, "You probably didn't recognize the pilot and co-pilot with their clothes on but they were at the farewell party."

Lauren then unfastened her seat belt, stood up and removed her clothes. Amanda smiled at her and then did the same, thinking to her self, let the games begin. Lauren then showed Amanda how the seat could be turn toward the aisle. Lauren had Amanda sit back down in her seat and then Lauren dropped down between Amanda's legs. Lauren lifted Amanda's legs up and placed them on her shoulders and then she lowered her mouth to Amanda's blonde pussy. Amanda knew that they would both eat each other's pussy as a warm-up to a visit from the pilot and co-pilot.

Amanda's hips lifted off of the seat as Lauren sucked on her clit flicking it back and forth as her fingers probed deep inside Amanda. Lauren worked her fingers in and out slowly at first and then with more intensity as her tongue firmly, methodically pressed again and again against Amanda's erect clit, which was now totally exposed from its hood. At this point Amanda's groans became very loud, her body was rocked with her second orgasm and she ground her pussy into Lauren's face which was totally covered with Amanda's sweet love juices that gushed as the dam broke. 

Lauren continued to lap at the hard clit as Amanda's body convulsed and with one orgasm after another. Slowly Amanda relaxed after the last of one of the most intense climaxes she ever had. She lay back on the seat as Lauren moved up to her lips and covered them with her own mouth, kissing Amanda tenderly, deeply and letting her tongue slip past Amanda's lips so she could taste herself. Amanda kissed Lauren eagerly in return, loving the sweet taste of her own pussy. They lay on the seat cradled in one other's arms without saying a word savoring the feel of a woman's body in each other's arms.

"My turn," announced Lauren.

Lauren and Amanda switched places and assumed a similar position. Lauren lifted her legs and placed them on Amanda's shoulders and Amanda stared at the red tufted pussy awaiting her tongue. Amanda burrowed her tongue as deep into Lauren as she could and then she just sort of licked and sucked her way up. When Amanda got to Lauren's pearl she used the very tip of her tongue to push back the little hood. Amanda was truly amazed at its size as she flicked her tongue over it once and then used the tip to explore the folds of flesh on either side of it. Lauren was now moaning and she used her fingers to pull her hood back as she arched herself so that her pearl stuck out even further like a little cock. Amanda nuzzled it with her nose taking in Lauren's scent and she licked it once more before she took it between her teeth and gently nibbled it. 

Lauren went wild and started bucking and calling out Amanda's name. She let go of her own fleshy hood and pulled Amanda's head to her pussy as she cried out in ecstasy. Amanda sucked Lauren's clit as deep in her mouth as she could and Lauren humped her face for all she was worth. Amanda was excited that she was able to get Lauren that excited and she sucked harder and played with this wonderful toy with her lips, tongue and teeth. Amanda didn't know exactly how many times Lauren came but finally she finally went stiff and then collapsed on the seat, her body in spasms. As Amanda lay there her thoughts returned to her earlier thoughts that she was incapable of resisting Lauren's charms.

"That was beautiful you were marvelous Amanda. I love the way you eat pussy," Lauren sighed.

"Having fun ladies?" the pilot asked.

"It's about time you got back here. Get your clothes off and put that big cock to work," Lauren replied. 

Charles the pilot stripped off his clothes and he was hard by the time he removed his underwear. Amanda noticed that he was indeed well endowed. His cock was at least 9 maybe 10 inches long and had the girth to match the length. 

"Our guest first," directed Lauren.

The pilot smiled and moved between Amanda's legs and eased his cock ever so slowly into her moist pussy. Charles leaned forward and aimed his cock at Amanda's pussy. He slid in easily to the hilt and reveled in the warmth of her cunt. Charles began to pump his cock in and out of Amanda's pussy as she wrapped her shapely legs around his back. Amanda pulled him in with her legs and positioned herself so that her clit was in constant contact with his cock. Charles began to pound Amanda's pussy and Amanda humped her hips back at him just as hard. The two of them fucked each other frantically breathing heavy and grunting and moaning. Amanda had another orgasm but continued to fuck Charles toward his. Amanda lost count of her orgasms before Charles finally filled her pussy with cum. 

Charles stiffened and then thrust into her each time he felt his cum ejaculate. Amanda rocked with him and she clenched her cunt muscles squeezing every drop of cum from his cock. Charles collapsed on her body as he felt the last surge of cum leave his cock. Amanda held him tight as he relaxed his body. Charles moved away from Amanda and as he pulled his cock from her pussy, Lauren was there to take him in her mouth and suck his cock clean. Charles smiled and patted Lauren on her head lightly as a signal for her to release his cock.

"Let me go back to the cockpit and I will send Henry out," Charles said.

"Now I know why they call it the cockpit," mocked Lauren and they all laughed as Charles walked naked back in the cockpit.

Moments later Henry came out and stripped off his clothes and approached the naked redhead stretched out in the seat with her legs spread open. Lauren beckoned the young co-pilot to her and he stepped up between her legs and slid his impressive cock into her hot pussy. Lauren reached for him and guided him into her. Slowly he thrust forward, his huge cock slipping deeper with each stroke. He pulled back each time letting her pussy juices grease the way. 

"Oh God, that feels good. You fill me up so much. I love your thick cock. Deeper, fuck me, deeper. Oh yes!" Lauren moaned aloud. "Oh, I love your big thick cock."

Henry slowly slipped his cock deeper into her. Amanda watched as Lauren took all of it. Finally his hips met hers, and Lauren sighed deeply.

"Oh, Henry, that feels so wonderful. I'm so glad I have you for a pilot. Your cock fills my cockpit so well. Fuck me slowly." Lauren begged.

Henry held her by her hips and with long slow strokes fucked her. Amanda could see his large scrotum sway as he moved back and forth. Amanda's fingers teased her clit as she watched. They fucked for what must have been five minutes till Lauren began to moan. 

"Oh, Henry, fuck me faster. It feels so good, fuck me hard. I love it when you fuck me hard and fast. Please! Fuck me like I was a prize mare and you are my stallion. Fuck me hard. Yes, like that," Lauren begged.

Henry was more than eager to comply, and his muscles rippled as he began to stroke long and hard against Lauren's body. His hips slapped against her, and Amanda watched Lauren's lovely breasts jiggle as he slammed into her. It was one of the most arousing scenes Amanda had ever seen. 

"Oh yes, Henry, that's the spot. Fuck me hard right there. It feels so good. Yes, like that. That hits a spot that feels so good. Fuck me hard, harder!" Lauren cried out.

Henry bent over and hips still thrusting, slipped one hand down to finger Lauren's asshole, the other reached and caught one jiggling breast. His hips moved faster slapping against her body. She moaned and sobbed her passion. She cried out and threw back her head as she climaxed. 

Henry continued to thrust. He quickly brought her to another climax. They were making so much noise, that they drowned out the squishy noises Amanda made as she fingered her pussy. After a third climax, Henry joined Lauren in a fourth and Amanda climaxed at the same time. Henry and Lauren separated and lay together kissing, and then Lauren took his cock in her mouth and licked his and her juices off of it, cleaning it. She began to suck it in and out, and in a few minutes he was hard again. 

"Now I want your big cock in my ass. I want you to fuck my ass and cum in my asshole," Lauren said in a sultry tone.

As Lauren moved to all fours, Amanda wondered again how Lauren could take Henry's long thick cock in her ass. Lauren placed her head on the bed and turned her face to one side as she arched her back and accentuated her curvy ass. Henry pushed a thick finger into her asshole and tested her tightness then he added a second finger which caused Lauren to gasp. He worked the two fingers in and out of her ass stretching her as much as he could. Henry then placed his big erect cock between Lauren's beautiful smooth round ass cheeks and pushed into her asshole. 

As he entered her Lauren pleaded, "Oh Henry go easy remember how big you are." 

Henry began to hump Lauren at a slow pace and then faster with his hips pumping into her. Lauren's screams and moans were louder than ever as her body took Henry's big cock. Lauren started taking Henry's cock easier and massaged it with her amazing ass muscles. Henry lifted her back to her knees on all fours and reached around to feel her tits. Her nipples were rock hard as he twirled them in his fingers. Henry then moved one hand down to play with her pussy and Lauren went wild humping her hips faster and faster. Henry then placed both hands on her hips and watched his cock penetrate her curvy ass as he moved her hips in time with his humps.

Lauren yelled for the world to hear, "Oh my God, fuck me, fuck me, please fuck me!"

Henry complied with her demands and pounded her ass as hard as he could. Lauren squeezed her ass cheeks together as she orgasmed as Henry joined her and shot a huge load of cum deep into her ass. Lauren screamed and moaned as she felt Henry pump several shots of cum into her rectum. Lauren's beautiful body radiated heat as Henry pumped cum into her ass. Lauren was almost out of breath but started to return to normal breathing as Henry caressed her body lovingly. Henry eased his cock from her ass and traces of cum ran out of her asshole between her ass cheeks, over her pussy and down her inner thighs. Lauren scooped cum up with her fingers and licked them clean. Henry flopped on the seat next to her and Lauren dropped down and took his softening cock in her mouth and sucked it dry.

It took awhile but Lauren got Henry hard again and Lauren straddled him, reaching down she guided his swollen cock into her pussy, slipping down till she had all of him in her. She leaned forward, kissed him and then she began to rock up and down on his hard cock. Lauren reached back and Amanda could see her fondle his swollen scrotum and roll his testicles around. Lauren's lovely breasts bounced and Amanda could see her nipples erect and pointed. Henry fondled her tits as Lauren moved up and down, her hips thrust forward as she moved on him.

Amanda tried to imagine how his hard cock moved and thrust inside Lauren's sweet pussy, and how her juices were flowing. Amanda continued to finger herself and caress her breasts as she watched these two splendid people fuck each other. Amanda watched them fucking not two feet from her and she could smell the exciting faint odor of Lauren's pussy. 

Lauren rose and fell as she rode Henry's hard organ. He caught her hard long nipples in his strong fingers and pulled on them gently. He stretched them and wiggled her breasts from side to side using her nipples. Lauren moaned aloud. She rode him for a long time before they climaxed. Lauren collapsed on Henry's body as his spunk filled her pussy. An exhausted Henry removed him self from Lauren's body and made his way back to the cockpit. As soon as he was seated and took over the controls, Charles made his way back to Amanda. This time he wanted Amanda's luscious ass and she was only too happy to give it up to him. But first he shoved his cock into her pussy from behind to get it good and wet. Lauren moved over to Amanda's seat and climbed up so that Amanda could eat Lauren's pussy.

"Put it in her ass. I want to see you fuck her in the ass," Lauren ordered.

"Your wish is my command," Charles answered.

Charles then pulled his cock from Amanda's pussy and Amanda felt the huge void in her quim. Charles oiled up his cock liberally and then placed it at the entrance to Amanda's asshole. Then with one steady motion he plunged his cock into her asshole.

He was long and wide and Amanda gasped as he began to work his way into her tight ass. Amanda could actually feel her stomach cramping around him as he stirred her insides and she felt bloated when she clenched her ass muscles around his thickness. Shaking and moaning in ecstasy, Amanda fell forward onto Lauren with Charles's hands keeping her ass high in the air for him to plunder. 

Amanda groaned into Lauren's pussy as it felt like a hot thick poker had just been rammed into her ass. Her eyes watered as her violated asshole spread to accommodate Charles's thick cock. Lauren held Amanda by her ears and pulled Amanda's face into her womb. Amanda thought back to when she first lost her anal virginity and remembered the pressure was just as intense.

Amanda cried out loud softly only to have the sound muffled by Lauren's cunt as Charles's complete length filled her. She felt him flex his cock deep within her bowels as the intense pressure continued. Charles reached one hand under Amanda and teased a nipple on her tit. Then he moved his other hand down and rubbed softly against her clit. Amanda's body responded to his stimulus and her stomach convulsed with mixed signals. 

The intrusion in Amanda's ass didn't feel quite as bad now as Charles's fingers continued to tease her clit. She felt him move inside her ass now and she tried to relax her ass muscles. Amanda's body was working back and forth on Charles's cock now and she was amazed at the feeling of the cock in her ass. Amanda's clit was buzzing and the fullness in her ass just seemed to excite her pussy even more.

Charles started hammering into her ass now. His fingers were still busy on her clit but now he had two fingers drilling in her pussy as the others fluttered around her clit. Amanda's whole body was aflame as she could feel his fingers pressing against the thin membrane separating her ass from her pussy. She could feel his hard cock sliding in her and the pressure of the fingers on his cock through the membrane.

Lauren yelled out, "Oh yeah, fuck her, fuck her ass, fuck it good!"

Amanda didn't need Charles to force her on his cock anymore, nor did she need Lauren holding onto her ears. Amanda's entire body was fucking back at him of its own accord. She could feel an enormous orgasm building with in her. Her pussy was swollen to new proportions.

"Oh God," Amanda screamed, "I'm going to cum again, Oh God!"

Charles continued plowing into her. The hot dry depths of her ass were so tight around his cock she knew that he was going to cum hard too. He worked his fingers faster inside her as he rammed his cock hard into her ass. Amanda started sucking Lauren's twat like a mad woman. Charles's groin made hard contact with Amanda's ass. She could taste Lauren's wetness leaking around her mouth and the air was filled with the smell of pussy juices saturating her face.

Amanda felt her pussy spasm suddenly and then her whole body went rigid. She felt Charles's cock swell in her rectum and then hot spurts of liquid lava hit her deep in her bowels, giving her a cum enema. Amanda screamed into Lauren's mound and sucked on her clit. Amanda could taste Lauren's sweet juices as she sucked hard and bit on her clit. All of them shuddered hard as every muscle tensed and then relaxed. Amanda felt a hot explosion as her body was overcome with the most violent orgasm she had had that day. Amanda could still feel Charles's cock throbbing and spurting deep within her.

Amanda was still sucking hard on Lauren's pussy trying to milk every last drop of cunt juice from her. She felt Charles's cock shrink in her ass and then slowly back out making an audible popping sound. Amanda's ass was still high in the air and her thighs were aching. Charles lovingly caressed Amanda's shapely ass cheeks.

"Well done Charles, well done Amanda," Lauren congratulated them both.

"God I feel like pole was shoved up my ass. You have a great cock Charles," Amanda gasped.

"You did well you were able to take it all. It was exciting to see your ass full of cock," Lauren added.




Big Ben Big Cock Aftermath



"Amanda your ass is very special and I love fucking it. I can't tell you how good you look from behind with my cock sliding in and out of your curvy bottom," Charles remarked and then added, "I need a break. I'll go and relieve Henry." Henry returned to the two women and he was still naked. Of course he had to have Amanda's fantastic ass too. So Amanda turned up her bottom and Henry fucked her royally. Lauren played with Amanda's tits and pussy while Henry fucked Amanda's ass. For the next two hours of the trip they remained naked and continued to have sex with each other. Amanda and Lauren sucked the cocks of Charles and Henry and in turn Charles and Henry took turns eating the women's pussies. The flight flew by and Henry was on his back with Amanda's pussy on his mouth and Lauren's pussy bouncing up and down on his cock when Charles announced it was time to clean up.

Henry and Lauren let Amanda use the bathroom first as they were staying in a hotel and could get cleaned up later. Amanda washed and douched the best she could and then she got dressed and returned to her seat. She was surprised to see the other dressed already.

"It's just a short drive to the hotel so I will get cleaned up there," Lauren explained.

"I can't believe we were fucking all that time the flight just flew by," Amanda said.

"Yes it is a great way to pass the time. I do wish the commercial flights would allow sex on them. The trips would be so much more enjoyable," Lauren added with a giggle.

Amanda laughed as she pictured commercial passengers shedding their clothes and fucking in the aisles and seats. Just then Charles told them to fasten their seat belts and prepare for landing. Within minutes they were on the ground and taxing to the private terminal. Amanda thoughts flashed through her mind about the past two weeks and the things she had done and learned to love to do. It had been quite a trip and it certainly exceeded her expectations. However she was still uncertain about where her relationship with her husband Larry would go from here.

THE LIMOSINE RIDE HOME

The best thing about flying internationally on private jets is the hassle free passing through customs and passport control. Within minutes Amanda was out of the terminal and seated in a stretch limousine and on her way home. She was looking forward to sitting in her whirlpool tub with candles lit and with a glass of wine. Amanda studied the young girl that was her driver for the ride home. 

The girl was attractive in a tomboyish sense. She had short brown hair and a petite body. Amanda guessed her to be about 5"4" and no more than 100 lbs. She appeared to be very small breasted with a tiny waist and a very cute tush. She looked masculine but cute in her chauffeur's uniform complete with her cap.

"What's your name dear?" Amanda asked from the back seat.

"Its Charlotte Mrs. Carlson but I go by Charley more than Charlotte," she replied in a sweet voice.

"Please call me Amanda, Charley."

"Yes of course Amanda."

"How long have you been driving limos Charley?"

"Just about five years now since I graduated from high school."

"Do you do this full time?"

"No, I drive primarily in the evenings. During the day I work as a masseuse."

"Really what salon do you work at?"

"I used to work at the Ultimate Body salon but I have been on my own for over a year now. I had so many of my clients encourage me to start my own business so I decided to do it. Now I just do house calls by appointment."

"I see. Now do you massage both men and women, Charley?"

"Oh no Amanda, I only service women."

"Well then be sure and give me one of your cards as I am often in the mood for a massage."

"It will be my pleasure."

Amanda's mind flashed back to the UK and her massage from Beth. She remembered how turned on she was with her first female encounter. Amanda then wondered how well Charley would eat pussy and would she do everything that Beth had done? Amanda then caught herself and she couldn't believe that after 4-5 hours of torrid sex on the plane that she was thinking about sex with her driver.

"Here we are Amanda," Charley announced as she pulled the limo into Amanda's driveway.

"Charley I would invite you in for coffee but I am exhausted after a very long flight and day," Amanda said almost apologizing.

"I couldn't anyway Amanda. I have another airport pickup but thank you anyway. Oh and here's my card,"

"Charley by any chance do you have an opening in the morning? I know that when I wake up tomorrow that my body will be stiff as a door."

"I could be here by 10 AM. Does that work for you?"

"Yes that will be wonderful. I will see you at 10."

Amanda reached in her purse to find some cash and tip Charley but Charley told her it was a corporate account and that everything had been taken care of including the tip. Charley carried the luggage into Amanda's foyer and then turned and shook hands with Amanda.

"I will se you at 10 AM tomorrow. Goodnight Amanda."

"Goodnight Charley," replied Amanda still feeling the squeeze in her hand from Charley's handshake.

Amanda thought that Charley had quite a grip for such a petite girl. It must be because she is a masseuse Amanda though to herself. Amanda entered her home and she found a note from her husband Larry on the foyer table. The note reminded Amanda that Larry had an important meeting with his boss Luther Kenzel tomorrow morning and he had retired early. Amanda decided to leave her luggage in the foyer and to sleep in the guest room that night. 

The next morning Amanda woke up when she heard Larry leave the house. She crawled out of bed and splashed cold water on her face. Then she ran a bath and unpacked her suitcases as the whirlpool tub filled. Amanda located the video tapes of her orgies, her favorite combination dildo, anal beads and the anal lubricant. She was tempted to throw in the video and have fun with her dildo but then she remembered that Charlie would be there at 10 o'clock. Amanda had an hour and a half before Charley arrived so she decided to take her bath and soak for at least a half hour.

Amanda dozed in the tub and when she woke up she realized that Charley would be there in 15 minutes. Amanda scurried around picking up things and hiding her videos and toys. Then she donned a terry cloth robe just before the door bell rang. Charley was here. Amanda went downstairs to open the door for Charley. Charley wore warm-ups and she carried a massage table with her. Amanda showed Charley in the house and told her to set up in the family room. Amanda watched as Charlie took off her warm-ups leaving her attired in a tight white tee shirt and very tight white shorts. White seemed to be the color for the massage therapists Amanda though to herself.

Amanda watched as Charley set up her oils and table. Amanda was convinced that Charley did not wear a bra and it didn't seem as if she wore panties either. The white outfit was like a second skin on Charley and Amanda could see every curve and bump as if Charley were naked. Charley was ready and she told Amanda to stretch out on the table. Amanda dropped her robe and moved toward the table. Charley emitted a small gasp as she took in Amanda's beauty also she had not expected Amanda to be totally naked. Charley felt that familiar tingle in her loins as Amanda stretched out on the table.

"Do you need a towel?" Charley asked.

"No I'm fine but if you are embarrassed then you can put one on me," Amanda replied.

"I'll be fine as long as you are," Charley answered.

Charley poured a hand full of massage oil and began with Amanda's neck and shoulders. Amanda was instantly relaxed by Charley's touch and she closed her eyes and let out a relaxing sigh. Charley was very good at her job. After giving a considerable amount of attention to Amanda's shoulders she continued slowly downward to Amanda's sides and lower back. Charley slid her hands lower and firmly massaged Amanda's ass. Amanda didn't mind in fact it felt good. Then Charley slid her warm oily hands down between Amanda's thighs and Amanda felt the edge of Charley's fingers briefly brush against her pussy. Amanda tensed up a little and gave a short, almost silent gasp. 

"Oh sorry, I see you're a little sensitive there," Charley said and then continued down to the backs of Amanda's knees. 

"Well it did tickle and you caught me by surprise," Amanda answered with a giggle.

Charley gave a subtle laugh as she gently bent Amanda's leg to massage her ankles and feet. Amanda wondered if Charley realized what she had done and wondered if she meant to do it. Amanda though that it felt good and she secretly hoped that Charley would do it again. Charley applied more oil to Amanda's feet as she carefully massaged the soles and between each of Amanda's toes. Then Charley worked her way back up the inside of Amanda's legs until she reached the same spot as before. Again Amanda felt the edge of Charley's fingers brush against her pussy. Amanda instinctively parted her thighs slightly giving Charley's hands more room to work. But to Amanda's disappointment, Charley didn't seem to notice and she moved upward eventually back to Amanda's shoulders.

"Okay, you can turn over now," Charley said as she walked over to table to the lotions. 

Amanda was now lying face up bare breasted and her nipples were a bit stiff from the cool air. Amanda raised her head and looked down to see her bare pubic mound and pussy lips peeking out between her thighs. She felt a little on display, but she was a little turned on as well. 

"Are you okay? Charley asked.

"I'm okay," Amanda sighed and then laid her head back on the table.

Charley returned to the massage table and stood behind Amanda's head. She started rubbing Amanda's temples then moved her hands down over Amanda's neck and chest. Charley applied more oil to Amanda's breasts and massaged them softly at first then she increased the pressure little by little. Charley seemed to be focused on Amanda's nipples, which aroused Amanda even more than the brief encounter between her legs. Amanda began breathing heavier as her nipples grew harder. 

"You have nice tits Amanda," Charley said as she rolled the nipples in her fingers.

Amanda just groaned softly and pushed her chest up harder into Charley's hands. As Charley leaned over Amanda her tiny firm breasts were just above Amanda's face. Amanda instinctively reached up and squeezed them gently. Amanda could feel Charley's hard nipples poking out through the tee shirt. That was the sign that Charley had been waiting for, Charley smiled and then she pinched Amanda's nipples. Charley then lowered her mouth and met Amanda's breast. Charley's warm tongue circled around the swollen areola and Amanda felt Charley's hand slide down over her stomach and between her legs. Charley's oily fingers found Amanda's clit and gently stroked it before she slipped a finger inside Amanda's pussy. Amanda was already sopping wet and welcomed Charley's penetrating touch. 

Amanda gasped in surprise and the moaned loudly as Charley's finger slid between Amanda's nether lips and wormed its way deep inside. Charley then pushed her thumb back into Amanda's pussy and held her in a bowling grip. Amanda's vaginal and anal muscles tightened around Charley's finger and thumb as she slowly pushed them in and out. Charley's mouth moved from one of Amanda's nipples to the other, back and forth, nibbling, sucking and licking. Amanda was in a euphoric state as she engaged in her lesbian encounter.

Charley removed her thumb and finger from Amanda's pussy and asshole. Then she pushed two fingers into Amanda's overheated twat. Charley then slipped her fingers out of Amanda and slowly rubbed her hand back up over Amanda's stomach and between Amanda's tits. Amanda watched as Charley stuck the two fingers into her mouth and sucked Amanda's juices from them. Charley closed her eyes as she savored the taste of her latest conquest. 

Charley walked around to the foot of the table where she pulled Amanda's body down until her buttocks were at the edge. Charley then leaned down between Amanda's parted legs and licked and kissed slowly up Amanda's inner thighs. Charley's hot mouth eventually met Amanda's clit and Amanda moaned as Charley sucked it and tongued it. Charley spread Amanda's legs further apart and tweaked her nipples while Charley's tongue explored Amanda's slit. She inserted her fingers in Amanda's pussy again. Amanda pulled her knees up to her chest allowing Charley to push deeper inside her. Amanda's legs began to tremble as Charley licked harder and faster. Charley's fingers probed Amanda's g-spot and Amanda could feel the orgasm rising in her. Amanda's whole body tensed up and she ground her pussy against Charley's fingers and mouth. Charley sucked Amanda's clit tight into her lips and vigorously flicked her tongue over it. Charley's fingers pumped in and out of Amanda's wet cunt and finally Amanda climaxed. Amanda's body convulsed, her voice shook in half screams and went silent at times when she couldn't seem to make noise. Amanda gripped the massage table and held it for the duration of her seemingly endless crescendo. 

Charley's tongue traveled upward and met with Amanda's tits again. She nibbled each of Amanda's little pink buttons sending waves electricity through her still quivering body. Charley wet her finger in Amanda's pussy and held it to her lips so Amanda could taste herself.

"You seem to like that," Charley said and then asked. "Would you like to taste me?"

Amanda swallowed the lump in her throat and nodded yes as she was about to eat another pussy in her life. Charley stripped off her tee shirt and tight shorts and Amanda noticed that Charley's light brown pussy hair was moist. Charley lay down on the massage table and Amanda got on all fours and buried her face in Charley's pussy sucking up her sweet nectar. She grabbed Amanda's head and grinded against her nose. Her pussy smelled and tasted so good to Amanda. 

"Finger fuck me," Charley cried out. 

Amanda slid her middle finger inside Charley's gap while she tongued her throbbing clit. Charley got wetter and wetter and Amanda drank it all in. Amanda's free hand explored upward to find Charley's firm tiny breasts. Her areolas felt warm and her nipples were very stiff. Amanda felt Charley's hand on the back of her head pushing her face hard into Charley's cunt. 

Amanda pulled her finger out of Charley's pussy so she could replace it with her tongue. Amanda had a desire to taste more of her. Amanda used her fingers to spread Charley's pussy lips open and Amanda's tongue darted in and out of her sweet hole. Then Amanda drove her tongue in as deep as she could and wiggled it around inside her getting a good taste of Charley's pussy. Charley thrashed about and bucked her hips as Amanda's tongue slithered around inside her. 

"I'm going to cum!" she screamed and then, "Oh shit here it cums. I'm cumming, oh hold me, and eat me, oh!" 

Amanda's mouth went into frenzy as she licked and sucked Charley and stuffed two fingers in her wet love hole. Amanda could feel Charley's muscles tighten around her fingers as she came. Amanda moved up to Charley and kissed her letting Charley taste herself on Amanda's lips.

"Would you like to go up to my bedroom now?" Amanda asked.

"I would love to," Charley replied with a sigh.

Amanda and Charley had passionate sex for the next couple of hours. They strictly used their fingers and tongues on one another as they brought each other to countless climaxes. Amanda decided to go slow with Charley so she did not attempt any anal sex and she did not introduce any of her toys to Charley. Amanda didn't want to frighten the young girl away so she decided to take her time and slowly introduce Charley to the very things that Amanda had learned in the UK. There would be plenty of time to bring Charley along. They had agreed on a standing massage appointment for every Monday morning.

AN OFFER YOU CAN'T REFUSE

Larry anxiously waited outside Luther Kenzel's office for their morning meeting. He was nervous because he had no idea what was in store for him. He knew that Luther had heard about the video of Larry and the French transsexual in Paris. As Larry waited he watched Luther's executive assistant Kim move around her desk and file cabinets. Kim was a very pretty petite Asian girl who always wore very short mini skirts displaying her shapely legs. Kim was small breasted but she had a marvelous looking ass that was constantly accentuated by her tight short skirt. Kim caught Larry looking at her several times and smiled at him making him somewhat uncomfortable.

Finally Luther told Larry to come into his office. Larry in his wildest dreams could not have been prepared for what Luther was about to say. Larry sat perfectly still and listened almost in disbelief to what he heard from his boss.

"I know you're wondering why I pulled you back from the UK in such a rush. Well I have an offer for you and I need your answer immediately," Luther started.

"We have just acquired a company based in California and I need to send someone out there immediately. I believe the company has over estimated its sales forecast and I am concerned about its current management to deliver. I want you to go out there for three months and conduct a thorough assessment of the situation. I want you to evaluate its sales force and operations and report back to me in three months," Luther explained.

"Three months! What about my own sales responsibility?" Larry questioned.

"I've got that covered. Listen this is a great opportunity for you. Do a good job and there will be a substantial bonus in it. I will be looking for someone to head up this new division and you may be the best candidate depending on how well you do with the assessment."

Larry thought about it and asked, "When did you say you need my decision?"

"Immediately, right now before you leave this room. I have to know and if you don't want it I will have to find someone else."

Larry thought to himself that he expected to be reamed out or even fired for his behavior in Paris but instead he was being offered a chance to head up his own division of the company.

"When do I leave?"

"Good I'm glad you accepted. You will fly out tomorrow morning on the company jet. Here's a copy of the five year plan prepared by them with help of a consulting firm. You can read this on the plane," Luther replied.

"Can I bring my wife with me?" Larry asked.

"I wouldn't at first. You'll be so busy that you won't have much time with her and City of Industry is not in the best area of California. Wait a month and then see where things are and then you can decide. You can bring her out then and I would suggest moving to a different hotel probably over by Marina Del Rey."

"Okay that sounds good. I just didn't want her to think that I was abandoning her."

"Take the rest of the day off and spend it with your wife," Luther offered.

Larry got up shook his boss' hand and started out of the office when Luther called after him, "Oh and Larry do your self a favor, go on a diet and lose some weight. You used to be in great shape try to get back there."

Larry was a little miffed at his boss' comment but Larry knew he was right. There would be no better time to lose weight and workout as he would have time for little else. Larry nodded and left the office. He smiled at Kim as she walked into Luther's office and she wished him luck.

Kim walked in and closed and locked the door to Luther's office. "So did you make him suck your cock?" She asked with a laugh 

"No not this time. He is really in terrible shape and I thought about it but I just couldn't bring myself to it. You saw him in the video. I hope he takes my advice and gets back in shape then he can suck my cock to keep his job," Luther replied.




Big Ben Big Cock Aftermath



Kim and Luther both laughed and Kim asked, "So what can I do for you today? Would you like me to suck you or would you like to fuck me? Or maybe you are in the mood to suck me?"

"I think that I would rather fuck you first and jerk you off at the same time. Then later in the day I might want you to suck me," Luther answered as he started to undress.

Kim took off her clothes and slid her tight skirt over hips. Luther loved to watch Kim's incredible ass come into view as it was so round and so flawless. Kim slipped off her thong panty and leaned over the desk waiting for Luther to prepare her asshole for another ass reaming. Kim's cock was already hard in anticipation. Luther took the lube from his desk and began to grease up Kim's asshole at the same time Kim placed a towel on the desk in front of her to catch her cum. Luther loved playing with Kim's ass and watching his fingers penetrate deep between the marvelous globes of Kim's ass. 

Luther long ago had switched from girls to guys after his divorce. He loved to get blow jobs and he loved anal sex. He found that it was easier to score with guys than with girls. Many girls didn't like to suck and swallow cum and most he met did not like anal sex. Then he met Kim and he fell in love with Kim's mouth and Kim's ass. Kim shared with Luther that he wanted to become as transsexual so Luther helped him along those lines. Kim dressed like a woman and Luther hired him as his Executive Assistant. Kim began taking female hormones and Luther paid for his breast implants. Kim looked like a beautiful woman.

Kim looked particularly beautiful at the moment bent over Luther's desk with Luther's cock sliding in and out of Kim's shapely ass. Luther jerked on Kim's cock with his right hand while he played with Kim's tits in the other hand. Kim clenched and unclenched her anal muscles around Luther's cock and Luther whispered that he was close to cumming. Then Luther's body stiffened as he shoved his cock all the way in Kim's ass and fired a substantial load in Kim's rectum. Kim loved the sensation of cum filling her asshole and it sent her over the edge as well.

Kim shot her load onto the towel covering the desk just as her ass was filled with Luther's seed. Luther jerked Kim's cock and squeezed it wringing every drop of cum from Kim's dick. Kim gasped aloud as she came and tightened her ass muscles around Luther's cock squeezing every last drop from him as well. Luther slowly pulled his cock from Kim's ass as he loved to watch it slide from Kim's asshole. Kim then used the same towel to wipe her bottom and catch any cum leaking from her ass. Sexually sated the two of them got dressed and returned to work.

Amanda had just slipped into the Jacuzzi tub in the master bathroom. It was filled with bubbles and the jets soothed her body. Charley had left her satisfied with a good cunt licking but she still missed the penetration of a cock. She vowed to have Charley fuck her next Monday. But today as soon as Charley was out the door, Amanda was back in her bedroom with her favorite dildo. The dildo had three cocks on it. Two of the fake cocks went into one women's pussy and ass and the third fake cock went into the other woman's pussy. Amanda loved getting double fucked with this toy while another woman was impaled on the other end.

Amanda popped a video in her player and prepared her pussy and ass to receive the two fake cocks. Amanda fast forwarded through the video of Lady Jane's orgy to her favorite part and then slipped the fake cocks into her pussy and ass. She held the third fake cock as if it were a handle and drove the other two cocks in and out of her holes. Amanda watched the video where the blonde husband and blonde wife were on all fours side by side with their mouths and assholes filled by real cocks. 

Amanda was still amazed that the two were married as they looked more like brother and sister than husband and wife. In fact they looked more like sisters when you couldn't see the man's cock and balls. The two blondes sucked and fucked a number of cocks as they remained on all fours for quite awhile. As soon as a man came in either their mouth or asshole another cock was ready to take his place. Amanda drilled her pussy and ass with the dildos as she watched the erotic scene on the screen. Amanda then had a volcanic orgasm that lifted her body off the bed as her intense climax rocked her body. 

After that she crawled out of bed and ran the water for her bath. She cleaned the dildo and put it away and hid the video along with it. Then she sank her tired body into the soothing bath water. She had just kicked back and closed her eyes when she heard her husband come home. He called out to her and she called back letting him know that she was in the bathtub. 

Larry was like a kid as he vaulted up the stairs and into the bathroom. He sat on the side of the tub and told Amanda the good news about his opportunity. Then he told her to hurry up with her bath and he would fill in all the details over lunch. Amanda got out of the tub and got dressed. Larry took her to one of the finer restaurants in the city and explained the offer that he had received. Amanda was surprised at the offer and even more surprised that Larry would be gone for three months straight. 

"Well you have my full support on this even though you will be gone so long," Amanda told him.

"I will be swamped at first but then as things lighten up you can fly out to California for a couple of weeks," Larry replied excitedly.

"Sure that will be nice but I will have to find some things to do here to keep myself occupied."

"Why not take golf lessons or tennis lessons at the club. Hell, take both!"

"Larry that's a wonderful suggestion, you know that I always wanted to learn those sports and now would be a perfect time."  Larry smiled and they finished their late afternoon lunch. When they got back to the house Larry wanted to make love and they did for a couple of hours. Amanda took control by mounting Larry and fucked him until he came twice. With Amanda on top she could keep his cock in contact with her clit so that she too could cum. All too often Larry would fuck her until he came and then roll off her and collapse leaving Amanda unfulfilled. But not his day as Amanda took charge. Amanda loved the feel of cum shooting into and she knew that she would have to find another real cock to keep her happy during Larry's absence. Amanda had started to think about sex and look at men and women in a whole new light since she returned from the UK.

In the morning Larry fucked Amanda quickly and then showered, dressed and he was off to California for three weeks. Amanda got up later and looked over her calendar for the next three months. She had nothing special scheduled for May, June and July. They were perfect months to be alone as activities would be in full swing at the club. She decided to have lunch at the club that day and check into the golf and tennis lessons. She would also find herself looking at the staff and members very differently than she had in the past.

AMANDA'S PLAN PUT INTO ACTION

Amanda arrived at the prestigious country club in the northern suburbs of Chicago. She had lunch by herself in the grille as the dining room was not yet open for lunch during the week. Amanda contemplated her decision to become more active in the club and she decided to look into golf first. After lunch she went to the golf pro shop to set up her lessons.

Amanda was struck with the handsome new assistant gold professional Brian O'Malley. Brian had just joined the staff after working at one of Florida's renowned golf academies. Brian was an excellent golfer and instructor. He loved to teach and occasionally he played in open tournaments. Brian was about 6'2" and 180 lbs. with brown hair and hazel eyes. He had your typical flat belly golfer physique.

"Hi I am Amanda Carlson and I am interested in learning to play golf," Amanda said introducing herself.

"Nice to meet you Mrs. Carlson I am Brian O'Malley the assistant pro. Have you ever played golf at all?" 

"No never but I thought that I would like to learn this year."

"Sure I can help you and actually it's good that you haven't played so there are no bad habits to break."  Amanda thought to herself, "He should know my bad habits!"

"We have a beginner group lesson starting the third week of May. Would that work for you?

"Actually I was hoping for some private instruction. You know the kind you get when you go to these camps. I want to accelerate the learning process as much as possible."

"Well I could do that but I have to check with Bill Roper the head pro. I'll be right back."

Brian walked into the head pro's office and told Bill about the request he received from Mrs. Carlson. Brian told Bill he could do it next week if he was allowed to spend the four days teaching her. Bill looked at his calendar and told Brian that next week would have to be the week because after that the clinics and events started. Brian was ecstatic as he saw dollar signs from this gig.

"Mrs. Carlson, Bill says it is alright to give you private lessons next week but that is the only week available."

"Let's do it then. How do I get started?"

"I'll set you up with some ladies demo clubs. There is no sense in buying clubs if you decide not to play. You will need proper golf attire and golf shoes however."

"Okay I will pick out a few outfits before I leave. What is the agenda for next week?"

"We will start Tuesday morning at 8:00 AM and practice until noon. We will take breaks in between. At noon we will break for lunch and then we will go out on the course and play 9 or 18 holes depending on how you feel." I will also be video taping your swing and we will conduct swing analysis as well. We will cover all aspects of the game the long game, short game, sand shots, chipping and putting."

"Wow there is a lot to it but I'm anxious to get started."

"Well why don't you pick out your outfits and I'll get the demo clubs set up for you."

Amanda walked over to the ladies section of the pro shop and selected four tops, two pair of short and two pair of slacks. She took them into the ladies locker to try them on. Amanda like the way the shorts and slacks fit her snuggly. They showed off her great ass but allowed her to move easily in them. The tops were also snug but she could move freely in them as well. She had neglected to wear a bra that day so the nipples on her firm tits poked out the material. Amanda elected to leave the one outfit on and return to the pro shop to pick out shoes, socks and hats. 

Brain couldn't believe his eyes when the shapely Amanda Carlson walked back in the pro shop. Her body was fabulous and her ass was just fantastic. Brian felt that familiar tingling in his loins as he scoped out her figure. Amanda asked him to help her with golf shoes and Brain rearranged his hardening cock before he approached her. Amanda sat on the chair as Brain fitted the golf shoe to her. He desperately wanted to reach out and stroke her lovely legs. Brain knew he had to cool his jets with the members as it would be an immediate dismissal if he came on to anyone.

Amanda selected the rest of her outfit and then returned to the locker room. She changed back into her regular clothes and then returned to the pro shop to purchase the clothing and shoes. Brian took care of the purchases and placed everything in several golf shop bags. Amanda thanked him for his help and told him she would see him next Tuesday. 

"Mrs. Carlson why don't you stop by this week sometime and I will get you setup with your grip and stance. I can tape a few swings before we start and have that for the record. It will also let you get the feel of the demo clubs."

"I have time today. Do you want to do it now?"

"Sure if it's not too much trouble." 

"No trouble I'll just change into one of my outfits and I'll be ready."

Amanda went back into the locker room and changed back into her outfit complete with golf shoes, sox and hat. She pulled her hair up into a pony tail and pulled it through the back of the ball cap. She looked absolutely stunning in her new outfit. She returned to the shop and Brian brought her out to the range in a golf cart. 

At the range he taught her how to grip the club and setup over the ball. He briefly explained the swing but he did not want to thro too much at her. Brian had Amanda hit a few balls to get the feel of the clubs and then he videotaped her swing. Brain had a hard time concentrating as he was obsessed with Amanda's ass. He had never seen a better ass set up over a golf ball. Amanda was a natural and she possessed a very fluid swing. Brian knew immediately that this lady had talent and the potential to be a very good club golfer.

They packed up everything and rode back to the clubhouse. Amanda thanked Brian for all his time and help and said she looked forward to next week. Brian put all the gear away and stowed the demo clubs. He could not get the image of Amanda's hot ass out of his mind the rest of the day. He couldn't believe his good fortune to have landed Amanda for a full week of lessons. He was already counting his money from the lessons and his commissions from the purchases.

Later that evening Brian was sitting in his apartment in just his workout shorts. Brian only wore shorts and no underwear around his apartment. He plopped back in the chair with a beer and watched the video of Amanda swinging the golf club. He watched her ass as she set up over the ball and how it stuck out on the back swing. Then he watched her buttocks tighten as she drove through the ball on the follow through. Brian had a hard-on from watching Amanda's ass throughout her swing. He replayed the video over and over and then he reached for his cock. Brian pushed his shorts down to his knees and stroked his cock as he watched Amanda's ass on the video.

He imagined that he was sliding his 8" cock in between those glorious cheeks into the anus of her incredible ass. Brian felt his balls tighten and then cum shot out of his cock. His cock spurted streams of cum and it landed on his chest and abs and then dribbled into his crotch. Brain milked his cock dry of all cum and then he went into the bathroom to clean up. He laughed to himself in amusement thinking that he just jerked off watching a golf video.

As Brian was getting off so was Amanda. She was in bed thinking about the handsome young golf pro while she drove a dildo in and out of her pussy. Amanda brought herself off several times before she removed the dildo from her pussy. She wondered how big Brian's cock was and whether she would get to see it. Amanda thought about the next week and wondered if she would indeed get more from Brian then golf lessons. 

NEXT CHAPTER

We will see how Amanda makes out with her golf lessons with Brian and what else develops. Also we will check in on Amanda's husband Larry in California and see what he is up to. Amanda will meet the assistant tennis pro Jenny Harper and make arrangements for tennis lessons. Jenny will prove to be an interesting lady.



Big Bif's Best Bunghole Banging



I was going down to the store to get some beer for Monday Night Football when I saw Lolitta the first time. I'd just hawked up a goober, a really good one, you know the kind what stick a little to your lip when you spit it out? Made a nice satisfying splat there on the concrete too. Pooled up good for some geek to step on it. I had to smile at that. Spitting outside's much better than inside, I've always thought.

Then I saw her, across the street. She had huge tits, at least 53 GGG- and they didn't sag a bit even though she didn't have a bra on. The rest of her was nice too. She had squack written all over her. So I ran over there and said hi.

She told me she was new in town and I asked if she wanted to come back to my place. She said sure. She didn't even seem surprised when my place turned out to be a frat house. All the other guys gave me the thumbs up when I walked in with her. I winked back to let 'em know I didn't have the beer, but I hadn't forgotten about it.

Lollita and I went up to my room and talked for some time, five minutes or so. She told me she was eighteen and a virgin and horny and that got all ten inches of my twat hammer hard like granite. So I scooted over and started kissing her. Next thing I knew this babe was trying to lick my tonsils. She couldn't keep her hands off me either.

My hands was all over her body too, mostly her tits though. They felt nice and soft, but firm, just like titties should be. Soon enough she took her top off and I started sucking her nipples. They were huge, the size of my thumb with them big brown bumpy circles around them, like a bullseye for my mouth. Just me sucking on her udders made her cum a couple of times and got her so excited she jumped to her knees and pulled out all eleven inches of my man meat.

I could tell from the look in her eyes she knew why they all call me "Big Bif". She cradled my cock with her melons and tit-fucked me until I was even harder. Then she started sucking me. It was the best blowjob ever. She was taking all twelve inches with every stroke as she deepthroated me. She was milking me so hard she made these sounds that reminded of the noises what used to come from the Holley four barrel on my friend's 1957 Camaro. That baby had a huge V8 engine with double exhaust and huge aluminum tires. It was painted candy apple blue and had these really cool nude chics made out of cardboard hanging from the mirror. Nice car.

Lolleta looked up at me while she sucked. Her eyes reminded me of two brown circles inside of two white circles. I could tell this was going to be my best orgasm ever. Just then my pink torpedo erupted liked a volcano, blasting my hot man lava into her mouth. I must've shot a gallon of man juice down her throat. Maybe even a liter! With a moan, I fell back on my bed.

Next thing I knew I woke up. She must have kept sucking me while I slept because I was already hard again. Then she said she wanted to fuck. I had her clothes off in no time and tossed her on my bed like I was pitching the old pigskin to the fullback.

I rubbed my USDA certified grade A Porterhouse once along her gash, then rammed it home. She said it hurt a bit when I popped her cherry with all thirteen inches of my turgid pole, so I waited five seconds before I started hammering her twat for real. After that she was so wet and warm, much tighter than the other three virgins I had nailed that week. She was screaming and moaning for the whole hour I fucked her and must have cum a dozen times.

Then I felt it building, like a jackhammer in my balls. I could tell this was going to be my best orgasm ever. I let out this howl as my boiling cum shot up my shaft and into her tight wet cunt. It was so tight and wet. My eyes rolled all the way round in my head until they was normal again.

I must've cum for five minutes. She came a couple times too and then she said I was the best lover ever and maybe she might want to marry me. I was looking down into her big beautiful brown nipples trying to think of something nice to say, but I fell asleep before I could think of anything.

Lollitta cleaned all my jizz and her cunt nectar from off of my cock while I slept then said, "Wake up, sleepy head, we're not done. I want you to fuck me in the ass."

Well, I was sure ready to see if all fourteen inches of my steel column would fit up her poop chute, so I tossed her on the bed, rolled her over, and plowed it in. She said it hurt, so I waited another five seconds before I started slamming my bulging python into her tight bunghole all the way to the balls. Her chocolate cherrio was so hot and tight I knew I couldn't last much longer than about ten minutes. I could tell this was going to be my best orgasm ever. I could feel my bloated mast pulsing in the rings of her tight ass while I filled her bowels with long, thick ropes of steaming sperm.

When I woke up it was just in time for the first pitch. Lolita was gone. So was my wallet, but since one of the other guys had went down to get the beer for me I knew they took it and was just playing a joke when they said she stole it. Like any girl with tits that big could be a thief? What a bunch of kidders. Like I can't tell a bullshit story when I hear one!



Big Birthday Wish



I was an impressionable teenager and prone to fantasies I couldn't shake. And, like any teenager, I was raging with hormones. One such fantasy was Mr. Walker, who lived down the block from us. He was a former Marine in his thirties, who worked hard to keep himself in tip-top shape. He was a runner, and I'd frequently see him running around our neighborhood, wearing no more than skimpy shorts and running shoes without socks. He wasn't muscle bound by any stretch of the imagination, but he was finely built and there wasn't an ounce of fat on him anywhere. His buzz cut and exercise regime screamed that once a Marine, always a Marine.

The first thing that started me to fantasizing about Mr. Walker was his wife. She was a cute little blonde thing who always looked so satisfied with herself and who popped out a baby every twelve or thirteen months or so. In my adolescent mind, this suggested to me that every minute Mr. Walker wasn't out running, he and Mrs. Walker were in their bed "doing it." The mere image of that turned me on. As I said, I was suffering from raging hormones then, and I found myself fantasizing about being in bed with the Walkers—for several weeks about being in bed with Mrs. Walker, and then for a while with both of them, and finally, distressingly, I fixated on being in bed with just Mr. Walker.

The Walkers belonged to the same community club my family did, and in the summer of my sixteenth year, I found myself at the pool the same afternoon the Walker clan was there. Mr. Walker looked mighty fine poolside in that Speedo of his. He was in the shower of the men's locker room soaping himself up when I entered the shower after my swim. A lump went to my throat. His body was magnificent—all sinew and muscle in motion and rolling veins lacing his body, having been pushed to the surface by his muscle and lack of any fat in which to hide. My eyes went directly to his dick, which was the biggest and thickest I'd ever seen as it plunged out of a clump of red hair at his groin. I hadn't thought of Mr. Walker as a red head; his buzz cut was just too short to tell from that, and the rest of his body appeared smooth and hairless from a distance. I could see now, when he was soaping himself all over, that he had tufts of red hair at his pits as well. My own cock came to quick attention at what I was seeing.

Mr. Walker obviously saw me staring at his package as well as what my own was doing in response.

"Hey, you're the kid living up the block from us, aren't you?" he asked in a pleasant tone, not bothering to stop soaping around his dangling dick.

"Yeah," I managed to burble out. "I see you running in the neighborhood sometimes."

"Well, how old are you, kid?" he asked straight out.

I told him.

"When's your birthday?" he then asked, which seemed a strange question at the time.

I told him that too.

"Well, on your eighteenth birthday, we'll meet again," he said. "Until then, keep yourself clean, ya hear? And you could stand to do some running of your own." With that, he rinsed off and left me and my boner alone in the locker room shower.

I started running after that, but I never stopped fantasizing about Mr. Walker.

On my seventeenth birthday, I was out running a woodland trail. I'd gotten myself in great shape with my running, and I was grateful for that little nudge Mr. Walker had given me a year earlier. I was doing real well on the cross-country team now.

As I was steaming down the trail, I heard another runner coming up behind, someone, incredibly, who was opening it up a lot faster than I was. When he came up level to me, I saw that it was Mr. Walker in his skimpy shorts and sockless running shoes.

"How's it going, Sport?" he called out to me in a voice that showed no signs of breathlessness. "Happy birthday. Today is your birthday, isn't it? I remembered right, didn't I?"

Besides being breathless from the exertion of running myself, what he was saying—having kept track of my birthday like this just from a chance encounter at the swimming pool—bowled me over so that the most I could do was mumble an affirmation that today, indeed, was my seventeenth birthday.

"I see you took my advice on running," he said with a grin. "Lookin' good, Sport. See you on your eighteenth. Keep clean." And then he was off in front of me, leaving me in his dust as if I weren't even flat out running myself.

This encounter didn't cut down on my fantasy time about Mr. Walker for the next year.

It was my eighteenth birthday, and I was moving up the walk to my house after school, when a big SUV with smoked windows stopped beside me and the passenger window rolled down. I came over and looked inside. It was Mr. Walker. He was wearing a loose, long-sleeved shirt, worn blue jeans, and shiny black boots.

"Happy birthday, Sport," he said with a big grin. "Climb in."

I opened the door and climbed in. As the door shut, he rolled up my window. We were alone now, in his big SUV with the smoked window.

Without fanfare, he took my right hand by the wrist and brought it around and laid it on his basket. I could feel him hard and massive through the worn material of the blue jeans.

"This can be your eighteenth birthday present, Sport, if you still want it," he said in a husky voice. "You wanted it two years ago. Do you still want it, Sport? I won't go any further unless you want it."

"Yes, oh yes," I managed once the frog had been cleared from my throat. He'd remembered. I knew I should say no and just get out of the car and bury myself in a safe, normal life. But this had been my fantasy for years.

"Well, then, let's take a little ride. Buckle yourself up, but you don't have to take your hand back, if you don't want to. Here, let's give it some air." He pushed my hand to the top of his thigh and worked his zipper down. Then he went back to putting the SUV into gear and driving away from the curb. I worked my hand into the gap in his pants, not believing I was even doing this, imaging it was happening to someone I was watching from across the room, and his big plump dick just popped out of his pants. I gently ran my hand up and down and around it as we drop into the countryside. It had this large, popping vein running up the underside. It got impossibly large and hard as we drove along, and I was smearing some precum around the knob of the head when we pulled up to a small cabin in the woods, well off the main road.

Mr. Walker was actually breathing pretty hard when he came around to my side of the SUV, pulled me out with a strong hand on my wrist and guided me to the door of the cabin. I was wondering if he had been fantasizing about me that past two years as much as I had been fantasizing about him. He certainly had made a point of knowing exactly when we could do anything about it.

He unlocked and pushed open the door to the cabin, but then he turned and looked hard into my eyes.

"Last chance, son. We can go back now if you're scared. I like to do this kind of special like. This probably won't be like anything you'd imagined it to be. Birthdays should be memorable, I think."

I just set my jaw and moved closer to the door. He got the message, and spoke again, in a softer voice.

"I can see you've kept up with the running as I suggested, Sport. But did you keep clean too? You do understand what I mean by that, don't you?"

"Yes," I answered faltingly, trying to keep my eyes connected with him. "I mean yes to both. I understand, and I've kept clean."

"Good," he said with a satisfied tone. "It's better, it feels better, if cleanliness can be assumed—if nothing has to get between skin and skin." While I contemplated if I'd really understood what he meant, he put the palm of a hand in the small of my back and guided me to a door. He opened this, and we were descending stairs to a basement. The door at the bottom of the stairs was locked, but he unlocked this and pushed me into a small, square room. The walls, floor, and ceiling were a stark white, and in the very center of the room, prominently located, was a black leather sling suspended from overhead beams by strong chains. Half way up each chain was a black leather cuff, now open, padded on the inside.

I just stood and stared at this. Something inside me was stirring. This was beyond my fantasy, but I found that it was turning me on. I heard the door close behind me and the key turn in the lock, but I just couldn't take my eyes off that black leather sling. When, at last, I was able to do so, I turned and my eyes popped open.

Mr. Walker had taken off his shirt and jeans and stood before me, nearly naked. He was still wearing the black boots that came up above his bulging calf muscles, but, beyond that, all he was wearing was a black leather harness criss-crossing his chest, studded with silver studs, and studded black leather wrist bands and bands around his biceps. His horse-hung cock was at full staff, and he was wrapping a black leather, studded cock ring tightly around its base as I watched.

"Strip, Sport," he said in a throaty voice. I just stood there, mesmerized by the sight of him.

"I said strip, Sport," he said more insistently. "And climb into that sling. I told you this would be special. But it won't be any more dangerous than any other way we might have done."

I then did as he directed, somewhat self-consciously pulling off my clothes and hunching over before him, trying to cover my manhood without any real means to do so.

"Stand up straight, Sport. Push it out. Ah, very nice. Very nice, indeed. It was well worth the wait. Now, into the sling."

Not knowing quite how to get into the sling, I walked over to it and turned around, and tried ineffectually to hoist my butt up into the contraption. Mr. Walker walked over and lifted me with strong hands at my waist, as if I were a rag doll, and plopped my ass into the sling. He then walked around to above me, and took, first one wrist, and then the other, and locked them in the black leather cuffs up the chain. He repeated this below, with my ankles, and there I was, spread-eagled helplessly in the sling. The bottom edge of the sling cut into my buttocks just where the small of my back flared out to my butt cheeks, and the upper edge hit between my shoulder blades.

Mr. Walker walked away from me and the lights went out in the room, to be replaced by colored lights, beamed from several positions, swirling about the walls, ceiling, and floor, in undulating waves of blue, green, red, and purple.

Mr. Walker was above me now, pushing my shoulders down and then taking my head in his hands and pushing that down as well. He had his enormous cock at my mouth, pushing at my lips from above, and then he was inside my mouth, and fucking my mouth in ever more insistent thrusts. I didn't have to do more than gag for him; I couldn't do more than gag for him, either, because I was completely trussed up and at his mercy. I wouldn't have known what to do anyway. But he told me what to do.

"Just relax, Sport," he said. "Open wide, unlock your jaw, and get your tongue below it and let it slide in easy. Ahh, yes, like that. Ahh, yes, a sweet mouth. Teeth out of the way, lips closed tight on it. Yes, that's better. Take it all, now. You can do it. Just loosen up and relax. There, just a bit more. Ahhhh, yesss. Feel the studs of the cock ring at your lips? That means you've taken it all. Now, letting it slide in and out. Yes, like that, in and out. Ahhhhh. Ah, AH, AHHH! Hot Damn!"

I started gagging again, as his cum burbled up in my mouth and overflowed on my chin. He pulled right out of me than, and his lips and tongue were at mine, cleaning me of his jism, and kissing me now.

He leaned his face into my ear and whispered to me. "That was nice, Sport. I think you're going to learn to give head real good. But I bet what you really want is your birthday present. I'm going to give that to you in about fifteen or twenty minutes. Gotta reload from that nice blow job. Won't take long to reload. Got some good advice for you on that. Eat healthy, live clean, stay fit, get plenty of sleep, and fuck often with a lot of variety, and you can keep your reload time down. Now, I'm gonna do you."

He walked away from me, and the next I saw he was below me between my spread-eagled legs. He held my balls in the palm of one hand like they were eggs he was about to crack, and he lowered his lips to my throbbing cock, licking it all over and then going down on it with his mouth. I almost lifted out of the sling in response to teething and sucking he was doing on my cock. The meeting of fantasy and reality were just too much for me, and I shot my load down his throat in short order. I was embarrassed that I'd cum this quickly, but Mr. Walker seemed to be pleased. At least he gave me a big grin, and then moved his lips and tongue to my asshole and wetted me up real well there. All the time he was sucking and rimming me, he was encouraging me to tell him what I liked and what I liked better, and, although words pretty much failed me, I think he got the answers he needed from the differing timbres of my moaning and groaning.

After a short while, he seemed ready to go again, because I saw him rise up below me and I felt the head of his cock at my asshole. It was just pressing at my asshole, with its head rocking back and forth, straining the rim, and I already felt I wouldn't be able to take him. My torso and limbs went rigid, and I arched my back against the sling.

"Relax there, Sport," he was saying. And then he left me for a minute, and when he came back, he had a black rubber plug with straps attached to it, which he plopped into my mouth, pushing my tongue down and filling my mouth, and he then pulled the straps around my head and tied them at the back.

"That isn't to keep you from screaming, Sport. You're going to want to do a lot of screaming, especially at the beginning. But we're way out here in the woods. There's nobody to hear your screaming. This is to keep you from biting your tongue off."

He went around to below me again, and with a sudden thrust of his hips, the head of his cock was inside my ass. I screamed in pain and went all rigid again. There was no sound, however, beyond a muffled grunt of pain, and I was biting down so hard on the rubber plug that I thought my teeth surely would bite through and meet.

"Not much else to do at the start, Sport," Mr. Walker was saying. "Your ass is new to this, and my cock is extra big. Trust me, it's going to be bad for a few minutes, but then it's going to get very, very good. And keep remembering that you wanted this. Ugh!" And with that his cock head and breached my virginal ring, and he held there.

"The worst is passed, now," he was saying. "The rest will be easier, especially if you'll relax and let all of the tension flow out of your body."

He placed his hands on my belly and worked them up to my pecs, massaging me, helping me to relax. They came back down and then glided up my outstretched legs.

"Breath deeply and regularly," he was saying. "And as I snake up you, take short, panting breaths. It will help. But however you breathe, remember to continue to do it. Don't hold your breath. This is your eighteenth birthday. I want to give you the fuck of your life."

I watched his strong, thickly veined hands, with those sensuous fingers, gliding across my body. One came back to my belly, palm down, and his finger spread out on my abs. I watched that hand, rising and falling as I breathed, and I relaxed as I could see my breath becoming more regular. And as I relaxed, his cock started its long, slow journey up my ass canal. My ass walls were welcoming it, the muscles moving in waves and closely caressing his pulsating rod.

"Nice, very nice," he was murmuring. "Your ass wants me, I can tell. It's making love to my cock. You're tight and sweet. Everything I'd imagined. There, can you feel them? The studs of my cock ring are at your asshole now. You've managed me; I'm all in." 

And I could feel those studs, and it didn't hurt so much anymore. And I was exhilarated that he was all in me, fulfilling my fantasies. He'd told me it would be a lot easier and less painful the next time, and I believed him.

He lifted his hands and wrapped them around the chain and my bound ankles now and started the sling in motion. My ass was being stroked, but it was happening by the motion of the sling Mr. Walker was setting with his hands. The swinging of the sling increased, both in arc and in speed, and soon Mr. Walker's pelvis also was in motion, and he was fucking me in deep and long strokes. He was losing control of himself and giving me a wild ride, as I watched the motion of the studded leather harness across his chest. At length, he gave out a primeval scream, and I felt his cum jetting off deep inside me, and backing up along his buried cock and dribbling out of my asshole.

"Happy birthday, Sport," he exclaimed to me with a big grin, and then he helped me out of my bonds and the sling and supported me in his strong arms as we went back up the basement stairs to a small table in the kitchen. There he pulled food out of the refrigerator, and we both sat there, naked, at the kitchen table and ate like we hadn't seen food for a week.

After he'd had his fill, Mr. Walker winked at me, and said. "Think it's been twenty minutes again, Sport. I can feel the power coming back. And my birthday is coming up soon. Let's see if I can find a present too."

He pulled me up from the table by the wrists and marched me into a small bedroom that took up the other back corner of the house from the kitchen. He had leather thongs out and, after pushing me down on the bed on my belly, he tied my wrists together and strapped my arms to the rods at the center of the brass headboard and then tied my legs, from the ankles, to the opposite bed posts at the bottom of the bed. He then came up behind me and between my legs on his knees, and a felt that big, hard cock at my backdoor again. He lifted my pelvis with his hands on my hips and skewered me with his cock in one long gliding motion, having already stretched my ass to his specifications not more than an hour earlier. I gave him plenty of noise, while he rode me like a show bull. And rode me and rode me and rode me.

When he'd shot his load, he reached around and released my arms and legs and then went over on his side, pulling my butt into his pelvis. We cuddled and kissed and joyfully explored each other with our hands until he'd reloaded again and then he lifted my leg, nuzzled his pelvis under my butt, and took me in a side split one more time, this time more gently and languidly, as if we had all of the time in the world to meld to each other.

It was near dusk before we had finished fucking and had gotten cleaned up. Mr. Walker drove me back into town, leaving me off a couple of blocks up the street from my house and then just driving on by my house and into his driveway before I reached our section of the sidewalk. He was greeted at the door by his pert little wife, who kissed him, and I saw him give her a little pat on the butt as they turned and went into the house. I wondered if he would take her straight to their bedroom and feed that enormous cock into her just like he'd done with me, and a little jolt of jealously shot through me. I knew then that Mr. Walker wasn't a habit I'd be giving up anytime soon.

My family held a grand eighteenth-birthday party for me that evening, oblivious to the fact that I couldn't bear to sit on the hard dining room chairs for any length of time. My gifts from that significant birthday were memorable—my parents gave me the keys to a red Mustang convertible—but none was as memorable as the gift Mr. Walker had given me in that cabin in the woods. 



Big, Black and Built



I had almost finished my workout, and was cooling down with some light weights when I heard a soft smoky voice over my shoulder.

"Sorry to disturb you? Would you mind spotting me?"

I turned and my breath caught in my throat; standing before me was a short but rather muscular black woman. A short black bob framed her face, and she had plump red lips and sparkling eyes. My gaze travelled down over her smooth chocolate skin, and dropped to a pair of tremendous breasts encased in a blue sports bra. They looked huge, particularly on her short frame. Her flat stomach was exposed, and she wore a pair of shorts that did little to hide the generous curve of her hips.

"Well?" she asked. "I don't mind if you can't; you look like you're finishing up?"

"No. No it's fine!" I eventually managed to stammer. "I can help you out. The place seems a bit deserted!"

"Yeah it does. I kind of like it like this. It lets me get a sweat on in peace. I'm Audrey by the way."

"Hi Audrey, it's nice to meet you. I'm Dave."

I followed her over to the bench she was using, and couldn't help glance down; her arse looked as muscular and gorgeous as the rest of her. It was only when I looked up that I realised there was mirrors everywhere, and that Audrey had obviously caught me checking her out from behind. She didn't say anything, but smiled broadly as I blushed.

As she got into her sets, we chatted some; it turned out she'd been working out at the gym for nearly 6 months, and it seemed it was just luck (or lack thereof) that had stopped our paths from crossing. I tried my best to pay attention as she lifted, but her heaving chest made it difficult. More than once, I had to concentrate hard on counting her lifts to stop the semi in my shorts getting out of control.

After we finished, we made idle chitchat before agreeing to meet up in a couple of days for another session; I disappeared to the changing room, while Audrey carried on with her workout. As I daydreamed under the pulse of the shower, I finally let my cock get out of control as I thought about the beautiful creature downstairs in the gym. I only gave it a few idle strokes before promising myself a satisfying wank once I got home.

As luck would have it, I left the gym just as the skies opened. I stood, staring at the pouring rain, silently bemoaning both my lack of an umbrella and my 20-minute walk home. As I weighed up my options, I heard the door go behind me and the same smoky voice over my shoulder.

"Are you stuck Dave?" Audrey asked, a slight grin playing on her lips.

"Not so much stuck. I'm just weighing the pros and cons of pneumonia!" I replied with a sheepish grin

She chuckled loudly. "How about a lift then? Or even better, a glass of wine back at mine? I need to thank you; not many guys are willing to help out a woman in there"

"There's no need to thank me Audrey. But a glass of wine would be terrific!"

We sprinted towards her car, and drove back to hers, which was only five minutes away. As she drove, I noticed she was still in her sweats. Again, she must have noticed my eyes on her body.

"I never use the showers at the gym; I prefer to clean up at home, it shouldn't take me long once we get back."

We pulled into her drive, and she lead me through a tastefully decorated house to the living room, where she deposited me with a glass of wine while she went to shower and change. I couldn't help myself, and got another good look at her round arse as she swayed out the door. I'd always been an ass-man, and hers was out of this world!

I spent the next twenty minutes daydreaming about Audrey before I heard the door open behind me. I turned to watch Audrey enter, and I couldn't help run my eyes down her body; She looked amazing! She'd changed into a tight pink tank top, which did nothing to hide her massive tits. In fact, they looked even bigger than they did at the gym, and jutted proudly out. Her muscular legs were made even more enchanting by a pair of low pink heels, and her denim miniskirt was not even a quarter of the way down her thighs. I was less than subtle, and Audreys face lit up with a large grin as she sat beside me. Despite being caught, I couldn't help but look down again as she crossed her legs, exposing even more flesh to me.

"See something you like do you Dave?" she chuckled, hand resting on my thigh.

"And how Audrey!" I replied, "I don't think I've ever met someone as captivating as you"

"I captivate you do I? Well that's a good start. You want to know what you do to me Dave?"

"What's that?"

"You make me horny"

She leaned in and kissed me softly, as I felt her fingers run up my thigh and over my already throbbing dick. As I felt her squeeze me through my trousers, she pulled away, with a soft smile still playing over her lips. Audrey's hand stayed on my crotch as she quickly flipped her leg over me, grinding in my lap as our kissing grew even more intense. She forced her tongue into my mouth with a fiery passion, and I felt her fingers on my chest, deftly undoing the buttons on my shirt before her nails scratched lightly over my skin, making me shiver in anticipation. Her lips began to kiss down my neck and over my chest as she pulled my shirt open, and I gasped as she bit and sucked on my nipple, her fingers still running up and down my body.

"You like that baby?" she whispered, smiling up at me

"I love it. Don't stop what you're doing Audrey."

"I won't. I don't think I could if I tried. Your body is just too delicious. Its even better than I imagined."

With another grin, she moved over to the other nipple, before her long pink tongue slowly traced down my chest and over my abs. As she knelt between my legs, she smiled wickedly up at me.

"This is what I've been thinking about since I saw you working up a sweat earlier" she growled softly. "I've been imagining what was hiding in your shorts."

Her hands ran over my bulge and quickly unbuttoned my trousers before tugging them down. As my boxers slipped over my cock, it sprang up in the air, already rock hard in anticipation. I moaned softly as Audrey slowly wrapped her long fingers around my shaft and began softly stroking.

"Fuck Dave, this is a nice dick. I've never had a white dick this big. I've been dreaming about it though..."

As she whispered up to me, her head moves closer to my throbbing dick, until my bellend was resting against her plump red lips. I could feel her warm breath against my cock, and I groaned in appreciation as she began to lick me. Her hand was still wrapped around the base of my shaft, stroking me softly as her tongue slid around my bellend. As she traced her soft tongue down my shaft, her hands moved down to my balls, squeezing them softly. I was in heaven, and groaned loudly as she bathed my throbbing cock. My hands reached down to stroke her hair and she stopped to stare up at me, panting softly as she smiled.

"I'm going to suck you now baby" She said softly.

Without waiting for a reply, her lips slid over my bellend and down over my shaft, taking the first few inches before pulling back until just the tip was between her plump lips. I looked down and saw smears of her lipstick along my shaft. It looked so sexy. But even sexier to me was the contrast between her skin and mine. Her fingers still toyed with my balls as she pushed down on my cock again, this time taking all of my eight inches into her mouth. I gasped in ecstasy as she expertly deep-throated me, and as she pulled back from my dick, I joined her in panting hard. A thin string of spit and pre-cum connected my cock to her lips still, and she stared up with me with lust-filled eyes.

"This is one good cock honey. I'd love to keep sucking, but I'm so fucking horny. I really think it needs to be inside me; what do you think?"

I moaned in agreement and pulled her back to her feet. Audrey ran her fingers up my body as she straddled me again as her mouth found mine. As she pushed her tongue back into my mouth I realised I could taste my cock on her lips. This only turned me on more, and I sucked on her tongue as she dug her nails into my back. My hands slid up the back of her smooth muscular legs, and one hand pushed under her skirt. As I pushed the palm of my hand against her panties, I felt an unexpected bulge, and my fingers froze. Audrey pulled away, a look of concern falling over her face.

"I thought you knew?" she whispered.

"No..........No I didn't"

"I thought everyone at the gym did? I thought I was the local freak everyone gossiped about? I..........I thought you didn't mind?

"No one told me Audrey.........."

She looked crestfallen.

"We..........We can stop. You can leave if you want."

I said nothing. After considering it for a second, I leaned in and softly kissed her again. As I did, I gave her bulge a soft squeeze. Her eyes widened in surprise, and she sighed softly before returning my kiss. It was soft at first, lips brushing against one another; our tongues darting out quickly before returning just as quickly. But soon she increased in ferocity, pushing back against me as she wrapped her arms around me. I kept my hand between her legs, rubbing softly and feeling her grow. She pulled away once more, biting my ear as she growled in pleasure.

"Do you want to see me? All of me?"

I nodded, apprehensive and excited.

She reached down and slowly pulled her skirt up over her hips. She was wearing a hot pink thong that matched her tank top. My hand was still cupped over it, and I moved it to the side to get a good look. I could only see the outline, but it looked impressive.

"Let it out baby" she whispered.

I pulled her thong to one side, and gasped in surprise. My fingers instinctively traced down over her growing shaft, and Audrey purred in delight. 

"Mmmmm that feels so good baby."

As I stroked, she reached her full hardness. Her cock was as long as mine, and even fatter. In contrast to her chocolate skin, it was as dark as night, and her head was already glistened with precum. I couldn't help run my fingers along it again, marveling at the hardness.

Audrey moaned softly in my ear "So what do you think lover?"

"Its perfect. Everything about you is bigger and better, isn't it Audrey?

"I'm glad you think so; so you really had no idea?"

"Not at all. But it's a pleasant surprise; it's always been a fantasy of mine."

"What? A big black bodybuilding shemale? That's fairly specific honey!"

"Just the shemale part.; the big black bodybuilder bit just makes it better"

She grinned in delight at my answer, and crushed herself against me again. Her fat cock rubbed against my belly as we ground against one another, and I felt her reach around to press my throbbing dick between her ass-cheeks.

"I meant what I said baby. I want you inside me. I need it"

"I want it too. I need it too"

She kissed me deeply as my cock rubbed against her tight arsehole. Her touch felt like magic, and I groaned deeply as she pushed down on me. I felt my bellend push against her hole, and strained upwards to push my bellend inside her. Breaking the kiss, Audrey threw back her head and moaned slowly.

"Mmm baby. Go slow. You're so big. Let me get used to you."

I could only moan in response as my mouth found hers again. Our tongues tangled as she slowly eased her way down my cock, grunting as she took each inch. My hands moved down and grasped her round muscular cheeks, spreading them slightly as she took me deeper. As she dug her nails into my back, pulling me close, I was aware of her smooth black cock rubbing against my stomach. It only made the experience better. After an eternity, Audrey pulled back from my mouth, foreheads still touching as she whispered.

"I've got you all lover. You feel perfect."

"You feel perfect Audrey. We fit together so well."

She moaned softly as she began to grind on my dick.

"Go so slow baby. So slow. Don't want it to stop. Feels good. So good. The best."

I moaned in agreement. My cock was on fire inside her. As she threw her head back, my kisses traced down her muscular neck, biting her softly before I tugged her tank top over her head. Her huge breasts jutted proudly out, with small dark nipples just begging to be sucked. My lips touched every inch of her oversized tits before I found her nipple, as hard as a pebble and so tasty. I sucked gently as one of her hands held my head.

I pulled away and noticed Audrey's finger in her mouth. Our eyes locked and she smiled at me before reaching down to her cock and taking a smear of precum into her mouth.

"I love the taste. Usually it's up to me to stroke it out, but you're cock is amazing. I'm flowing like a river because of you."

I looked down, and realised she was right. Her bellend was slick with juices, and it had left a trail on my stomach where her cock had traced a pattern. I looked back at her, and she was grinning naughtily as she stroked my hair.

"Do you want to try some baby? Do you want to see do you like it?"

I'd do anything for her right now. I nodded eagerly in agreement, and then watched as she covered her fingers with her precum. Bringing it to her mouth, she traced her fingers over her lips until she had a shiny coating, her own brand of lip balm. Without hesitation, I leaned in and licked it off her, tasting the saltiness on her lips. I loved it, and we kept kissing as she brought her hand up again with more juices to share.

My hands moved back down to her gorgeous arse, and I began to raise Audrey off my cock, loving the feeling of her slipping back down on me. Her moans spurred me on and I lifted her higher each time before she be begged me to stop. As she slowed down, she whispered in my ear.

"Come on lover. I need you in my bed. I need you now!"

She lifted herself off me and stood in front of me before turning. Then she bent down as she slipped her skirt down her heels, leaving her round, muscular brown arse bisected by her hot pink thong. The sight was like nothing is ever seen before, and I moaned in appreciation as her hands grasped the sides of her thong and peeled that down next. Then she grabbed my hand and pulled me off the couch leading me up stairs. I couldn't take my eyes off her beautiful booty, and sensing my gaze, every so often she stopped on the stairs and bent to touch her toes. The first time, I just moaned in appreciation, the second time, I couldn't help myself and grabbed her hips. My tongue ran up her arse-crack as my hand ran around to her front, grasping her thick black cock again. This elicited a low moan of approval and she stayed still for a second before growling over her shoulder at me.

"We need to fuck Dave. NOW!"

Audrey took off for the bedroom again, gesturing me to follow her through the door she entered. I turned the corner and she was already sprawled across the bed. Her black skin looked luxurious against the white satin sheets, and was covered with a thin sheen of sweat. Her eyes were closed, and her hands were slowly kneading her massive tits. I watched as she pinched one of her nipples, before my gaze dropped down her body. Her fat black cock was as hard as before, and as I moved between her legs, I wrapped my fingers around it, eliciting a purr of delight. Her eyes opened as I stroked her, and she lifted her long muscular legs up, exposing her gorgeous arsehole as she rested her heels on my shoulders.

"Do it baby" she purred. "Fuck me. Fuck me hard".

I couldn't help myself. With a low growl, I slammed my throbbing dick deep inside her. Her heavy cock twitched in my hand as her eyes rolled back in her head, and I relished her scream of ecstasy.

"Goooooooooooooodddddddddddddddd yes. That's the spot. That's it. Fuck me. Fuck me good lover."

I could only moan in response as I began to thrust furiously inside her. I pushed her legs back further as I pistoned insider her, and I found myself stroking her dick in time with my thrusts. Audrey's fingers played furiously on her nipples and writhed on the bed, pushing back against my strokes. I'd never been so turned on, and Audrey's arse squeezed my cock like a vice as she moaned for me.

"Keep going Dave. Keep going. Don't fucking stop. You're going to make me cum with that big white dick."

The room was filled with liquid grunts and moans, and as we fucked harder and faster, Audrey threw her head back. Her eyes were closed and her skin glistened, and a long continuous moan came from her mouth.

"Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuckkkkkkkkkkk that's the spot. That's it. I'm going to cum for you Dave. Going to shoot"

Her cock swelled impossibly in my hands, and as I continued thrusting, ropes of sticky white cum splashed out, spraying over Audrey's flat stomach. It was a huge load, and she kept spurting as she squirmed in ecstasy. The contrast of the sticky white cum on her brown skin was the most erotic thing I'd ever seen; between watching her shoot and the grip her arsehole had on my dick, it was too much for me.

"Going to cum for you Audrey" I managed to moan.

"She groaned in response "Cover me in it baby. Show me. Cum for Audrey!"

With a final moan, I pulled my throbbing cock from her arse just in time; I came in waves, and added to the little puddles of cum already nestling on her belly. It was the best orgasm I'd ever had, and I nearly collapsed on top of her as waves of pleasure coursed through my body.

After an age, I was finally drained, and I carefully lowered myself down beside Audrey. We were both utterly spent, and we curled up against one another. Our two softening cocks rubbed against one another, and I could feel the stickiness of the spunk on her as she pressed herself against me. Just before we drifted off to sleep, she whispered in my ear.

"You can stay the night lover. We can have another workout in the morning.........."

I fell asleep with a smile on my face; I wasn't sure if either of us could wait that long.