0 comments/ 334679 views/ 12 favorites Promised Land Ch. 1 By: Ukin 'Hold the bitches legs open' his voice commanded the other 3 men. You lay there, eyes wide. Feeling your legs being pulled apart, roughly. Feeling fingers invading your pussy, 2 fingers slammed in deep. The shock, the pain. Your scream was met with laughter. Of course, you couldn't be heard, there was no-one to hear you, no-one except the four men about to enjoy your body. Four cocks, four hard cocks. You saw them all, all four, your pussy took all four, your ass too and your mouth. They took you, relentlessly, took you, fucked you, relentlessly. Oh sure, there was pain, at first, plenty of pain, disgust. But then, pleasure, animal lust. You screamed, how you screamed. At first, begging for mercy, begging for an end before it started. But then. Later. The screams turned from mercy to ones of animal lust. Your eyes, blazing, perspiration dropping off your brow, your black hair sticking to your face, your nails digging into flesh. Your words, your screams. Not begging to stop, but demanding more. You wanted more. You were ablaze, on fire. Hot, wet, rampant. The day, a Friday, started perfectly normal. The alarm awoke you at the normal time. Why you had left it on, you didn't know. It was not as if you had to go to work, 3 days vacation time owed to you, taken that week. 'Take it or lose it' you were informed. You took it. Friday, Monday and the Tuesday. Three days of serenity, peace and quiet. Three days of wanderlust, three days of doing nothing. The water ran over your body. Refreshing you. The hot shower, the violating stream of water, violating your nipples. Taking hold of the shower head, aiming it directly at your pussy, you moaned as the powerful jet hit you, hit your clitoris. Leaning against the ceramic wall, legs apart, holding the jet close, tight. Your orgasm came. Another one followed as your fingers rubbed your aching clitoris. 'Oh fuck, yessss' you moaned as your body shook with the power of the orgasm as it ran through your entire body. Little were you to realize that you would have more orgasms of that power, that ferocity. Three fingers, your three fingers slipped into your wet pussy, sliding in and out, creating yet another orgasm, another powerful shudder running through your body. Looking out of your bedroom window, the sun shining brightly. The gleaming convertible in the drive, deep red in color. A smile. Life. You enjoyed life, your life. Looking at the gold watch on your wrist, noticing the time was approaching 10 o'clock, noticing that the sun reflecting off of the hood of the car. 'Where?' you asked yourself. 'Anywhere' you answered yourself. Deciding to head out of the City, getting away from the hub getting away from the fast pace. Gunning the car into life, waving at the neighbor, affording him a sight of your thighs as you got into the car. A sight of your bare and naked breasts under the loose top. Even more so as the one of the thin straps slipped off of your shoulder as you placed the small bag into the back. You liked Brady. A sweet man, always helping you, always on call to fix lights, plugs, taps. A real handyman, a wizard at repairing minor things, a wizard at saving you the costs of calling out electricians, plumbers and the like. A true friend. A friend that you knew you could rely on, and a friend that you didn't mind, in fact, to be honest, enjoyed in allowing him sights of your body, your breasts. In fact, it turned you on, the thought of Brady seeing your hard nipples on those 38D breasts, no brassiere, just gravity, just natural. You didn't like to miss the opportunity either, yes, you enjoyed his eyes upon you. You enjoyed any eyes upon you. Today was no exception. Facing him, you leant over the passenger side door, put in your purse, your bag. Leaning forward, your top opened, your nipples hard, showing. A smile, a wicked smile as he came over, his slow gait. His large powerful hands resting upon the drivers door, your pose remained. Knowledge that he could see all of you, all of those 38D breasts, the hard nipples, the sensitive hard nipples. You watched his eyes, saw the gaze. Lingering, longer than really necessary, engaged in polite conversation. Telling him that you were off for a drive. No, you didn't know just to where, just anywhere. No preplanned destination, no plans, just away from the City. You smiled as you stood back up. Your shuddered as your nipples were brushed by the thin material. You knew that they were standing proud, standing erect. Walking to the driver side, he opened the door for you. You knew, you could feel his eyes upon your thighs. The short skirt rose as you swung your legs in. Turning, you saw the unmistakable bulge, a large bulge in his shorts. His thighs, so strong. Your eyes, like his, lingered. The car gunned into life. You returned his wave and said thank you in response to his wish for you to 'Have a nice drive and be careful'. A sweet man, a very sweet man. You enjoyed the wind in your hair, enjoyed the freedom, enjoyed the wind as it hit your nipples. Your eyes, hidden by the sunglasses, flicked from side to side, taking in the beauty of the countryside, the mixture of the greens and colors of the flowers and plants. The drive, nice and sedate. No rush, no time frames, just pleasure, just nice. The first stop, in fact the only planned stop, came after 45 miles. The second, an enforced stop, 25 miles later. A loud noise from the engine department scared you. Your heart paced, worried, so far away from help, so far away from life and people. All alone and far away from Brady, from his help. Pulling into the garage, not for gas, for coffee and bagels. You had used this stop before, the bagels were out of this world. Unable to resist, you drew up to the front. Hardly busy, only one truck. Inside, the old lady greeted you with a smile as you ordered your coffee and two bagels. Paying for them, you took the cup and the plate to a window table, passing the four guys. The 4 guys that you would encounter later. The four guys that you would, initially, be pleased to see. The 'pleased to see' turning into fright then back to 'pleased'. Returning their smiles, you sat. Legs crossed. Unaware, at the time, that your action caused lewd comments from them. Unaware that one had said to the others. 'Man, I could just fuck that right now'. Glancing out of the window, oblivious to their ongoing comments, oblivious that each and every time your legs moved, eyes were upon your thighs. The odd glance, the odd smile. Nothing more, too ensconced were you upon the sight of the deer with her offspring's in the wooded area opposite. Smiling as you saw them busy at grazing, her head popping up, her large eyes scouring, looking for predators then lowering her head to graze, secure in the knowledge that she, and her children, were safe. For now. Coffee and bagels drunk and eaten. You stood. The top still showing your nipples to be hard. You bade the old woman farewell and smiled at the four men as you passed their table. You did hear a comment, you did smile at it. 'Man, do I want to fuck that tight ass'. You liked being fucked in the ass. You liked being fucked in the pussy. You liked two cocks at once. The first time you had ever done that was so hot, so horny. Two cocks fucking you, one in the ass and the other deep inside your pussy. Was it really 7 years ago? You thought as you left the building. A smile as you thought of Danny and Mike. Their two cocks in you. Two cocks slamming away into you. The pain, the pleasure. How you came that night. Over and over again. Wave after wave of orgasms, wave after wave of pleasure. Pleading with them not to stop, to fuck you harder and deeper. How you loved the pain of being invaded by them. Your first time of being doubled. Yes, 7 years ago, you were aged 32. How you teased that night. The party was in full swing. The wine flowing freely. Your girlfriend, Judi had disappeared. You knew that she was intent on getting laid, getting laid by Joey. She had told you that she wanted to have his cock deep inside her, that she would have his cock deep inside her. You didn't plan on having two cocks buried into you however. It did happen and since then, you love being fucked in the ass. Turning right out of the car park, you hit the gas pedal, the convertible's tires shrieked as you turned onto the long straight road. No other road users in sight, you gunned the car up to 80, 85, 90. The wind blowing your hair. You shrieked in excitement. Twenty miles on, that shriek turned into fear. The loud bang scared you. Quickly, you brought the car to a standstill. Sitting there, hands gripping the wheel, tightly. Knuckles turning white, gripping so tight. 'Oh no' was all you could say. The party, you didn't say 'Oh no' then, more 'Oh yessss'. First to Danny. Then to Mike. 'Oh yes, yes'. Whispered words as you felt Danny's cock slide into your tight ass, moving alongside Mike's cock buried deep inside your pussy. 'teasing bitch' they had called you earlier. 'Teasing bitch'. Just because you stood in front of them both, just because you had lifted your top to show them your hard nipples. Just because you dropped to your knees, your hands rubbing their groins, rubbing their erections. Just because you licked your lips as you stroked their cocks through the pants. Just because you unzipped each one in turn, took out their cocks, stroked the hard flesh, kissed the tip of each one. You smiled as you stood up, smiled at them. Fingers closed around their shafts. 'What's it to be guys?' you asked, your hand moving faster, squeezing. 'Blow jobs? A fuck? Both at once?' You said as your hands moved rapidly up and down the lengths of hard flesh. They looked, they laughed. Control, you had control. Didn't you? Leading them outside, guiding them outside, holding onto their cocks, like you were leading two small boys by the hand. Leading them to The Promised Land. Looking at them, each in turn. Kneeling again, taking each one in your mouth, again in turn. Swallowing each shaft, in turn. Sucking deeply, feeling their cocks deep in your throat. Sucking harder, fingers moving up and down faster. You needed to fuck. You needed relief. You needed cocks in your cunt. You had to have cocks in your cunt, deep inside. 'Fuck me'. Taking off your skirt, you lay upon the grass, dry grass. Legs parting, they saw The Promised Land. A neat Promised Land, a trimmed Promised Land. 'Fuck me'. Each one took turns. Cocks, hard, slammed into you. Not enough. You needed, wanted them both. You wanted a cock in your hot, tight ass. A cock in your wet pussy. You told them. Told them straight. 'Danny, fuck me in the ass as Mike fucks my cunt'. They did. You came over and over again. They came, just the once, powerful shots, deep shots into your pussy and ass. You moaned, groaned as you felt them shooting hard in to you. Nothing felt better than to feel a cock shooting into you, but to have two cocks shooting deep and fast, that felt wonderful. Spurts, deep and fast. Two cocks pumping into you, pumping their seed into your pussy and ass. Welcome to The Promised Land. 'Oh no'. You said again, this time with a resigned feeling. A feeling that told you the car was totaled. Totally fucked, useless, broken, kaput, roto. Nervously, you looked around. Now wishing that you had picked up the cell phone from the kitchen table. 25 miles back, the garage. What was in front? No idea, no clue. What to do? Sit and wait was what your mind told you. After all, it wasn't a back road was it? You asked yourself. A smile, a smile formed on your mouth. Why the smile? You thought. No idea why the smile, but it felt good. As did the sun on your legs as you stretched them out of the car. The skirt, riding high upon your thighs, the wind chilling your nipples still. It seemed an eternity, an age. In real terms, no longer than 20 minutes. A noise, an engine noise. Elation. Smiles. The smile stopped, a little fear crept across your face. The realization that the engine was the white truck and in the white truck were the four men. One who wanted to fuck your ass. Standing by the side of the road, trying to look composed and calm. All the time, your heat was pumping faster than ever before, even faster than the time you fucked your ex-husband in the cinema. That was a heart beat, that was a trip. This was no trip. This was trepidation, this was fear. How right you were to feel that fear too, how right your stomach felt the gut wrenching fear. Yes, fear. They stopped. One got out, only one. His voice, the voice you heard. The voice that wanted to fuck you in the ass. 'Problem lady?' he said walking to you. Standing well over 6 feet, weighing well over 220lbs. Not fat though, solid meat. Solid flesh. You told him that you did have a problem, told him what happened, the noise you heard. He smiled. Popping the hood, called over his friends. 'Hey guys, come and look at this frigging engine'. The other three left the truck. All three smaller, but just as strong as the big guy. Whistles, words. Words you didn't comprehend. Technical. 'Can you fix it?' you asked, naively. More hoping than reality. 'Lady' the big one said. 'Never met an engine that Morris here cannot fix' he said indication to the darker of the 4. 'Yes ma'am' Morris said. 'I can fix it, but not here. I need ma tools' he said. Laughter. 'Got ma tool here Morris' the youngest of the four said grabbing his groin. More laughter. 'can you fix it for me tonight?' you asked, softly, quietly. 'Sure ma'am' Morris said going back to his truck. It pulled in front of the car. Two pairs of hands fixed the tow rope. 'Abe' Morris said to the dark skinned one. 'You drive the convertible, lady, hop into the truck' he said. You looked, you felt secure, they were indeed going to help. Weren't they? As if to feel your fear. 'It's only 5 miles down that road' Morris said. As you prepared to get inside the truck, a hand helped you. A hand, a big hand pushed you up, a hand on your ass helped you into the truck. You tried, oh how you tried to adjust the skirt as you sat. You tried to hide your hard nipples. Both failing. Eyes fell upon your thighs, the skirt so high. So much flesh. It was indeed 5 miles, then another 2 down a dirt road. The battered building, dilapidated by neglect and time. Helped out of the truck, you had to bend, to save your head coming into contact with the door. Inwardly you cursed. The big guy stood there, his hands around your waist, lifting you. Your eyes looked at his, they didn't make contact. His eyes were firmly locked upon your breasts, breasts that were exposed as you bent forward. Breasts uncovered, naked. Nipples, hard and erect. Morris did in fact repair the car. It took him no longer than 30 minutes. That 30 minutes was the longest 30 minutes you have spent in one place. Eyes burnt into your body. A hot cup of coffee in your hand, ably made by Abe. You took sips of the black liquid, watched Morris's skilful fingers working, tweaking, turning bolts, nuts, screws. 'Okay lady, try it now' he said to you. Placing the cup on the floor. Another mistake. Two pairs of eyes fell to the open top, the breast show. The next mistake. The engine turned, turned again. A quick clip by Morris, it turned and then came to life. The mistake, not to drive off, another mistake, leaving your purse on the table. Smiles. Your face lit up. 'Oh Morris, thank you so very much' you said, elated, overjoyed. The engine still running. You got out of the car. Another mistake. Legs opened, skirt rose. More thigh. 'How much do I owe you?' you asked Morris as you reached for your purse. 'No money lady' the big guy spoke. 'No money'. Fear. You then knew what he meant. You then knew that he wanted your ass. He wanted to fuck your ass. 'No money lady, but I tell you what I want' he said, his big hand rubbing his crotch. You knew what he wanted. What they wanted. A scream started to build within you. It stayed there. 'Show us those tits lady' he said. All four pairs of eyes were now upon you. All smiles had gone, all lips were being licked. 'Please, please don't hurt me' you whispered as you felt the tears coming to your eyes. 'Please, take all my money' you tried to plead, all to no avail. 'Lady, either you take that top off, or I'll fucking rip it off. Now show us your tits'. Nervously, you looked around. No friends, no escape. Four hands touching four groins. Biting your lower lip, you had no choice. The engine turned off, the keys on the table. No choice. 'Please don't hurt me' you whimpered as you peeled off the top. 'Look at them tits' you heard a voice say. Eyes closed, trying to cover yourself. 'Lower your hands bitch' the gruff voice said. You obeyed. You opened your eyes as you heard zips. You saw four hard cocks. Two very big and thick hard cocks. One very thick dark cock. Your nipples hardened at the sight. Involuntarily, they stiffened, just like the 4 cocks before your eyes. 'Now the skirt, lose the skirt lady' the voice said. You looked at him, defiance in your eyes. Your eyes never left his as you lowered the skirt. Totally naked. Your pussy came into view, a pussy that had been so neatly trimmed that very morning. A pussy that you had inserted three fingers into that very morning. The next was a haze, the next happening was so quick, so brutal, so painful, so exciting, so erotic and so satisfying. Suddenly, you were being grabbed. The table cleared, you were forced back onto the empty, greasy, oily table. 'Hold the bitches legs open' he said. Hands were all over you. Pulling your nipples, massaging your breasts, fingers invading your pussy. You screamed, screamed loud. Futile. No-one could hear you. The first cock found your pussy. A thrust, a vicious thrust sent it deep into you. Your eyes closed. Not wanting to see who was invading, tearing, ripping into you. Hands turned you head. Warmth against your lips. Fighting the pressure, fighting the cock has it tried to open your mouth. You kept your lips tightly closed. Fingers tugged your nipples. You screamed at the pain. Too late. The cock forced it's way into your mouth. 'Suck it bitch, suck my cock' his voice, the big man's voice. The big fat cock threatened to choke you. No options, you had to breath. Opening your mouth wider, you allowed his cock inside. You sucked heavily on it. Lips found your nipples, sucking hard upon them. It was as if they knew, as if they knew that you couldn't resist that. How you loved your nipples being sucked, bitten, chewed and twisted. Sucking on the big cock in your mouth, another cock slamming into your pussy. Harder and deeper, it's owner grunting. 'Fucking hell man, she is so fucking wet, her cunt is so wet'. It was too, it was wet. You tried to scream for him to stop, pleading. Too late. Too late. You were wet. Embarrassed that they now knew that you were wet and enjoying the cock slamming into you. 'Fuck, turn her over, I want that fucking ass' his cock pulled out of your mouth, as did the cock out of your pussy. Roughly, they turned you. Hands slapped your ass. Your groaned, moaned in pain. Then in pleasure. You screamed as you felt your legs being splayed wide, you screamed as you felt the tip of his cock against your tight hole. The scream became louder as he thrust himself into you. Gripping the edges of the table, his hips slammed back and forth, his cock sinking deeper and harder with each thrust. A hand grabbed your hair. You knew why. Opening your mouth, accepting the cock, wanting the cock. Sucking hard on it as it fucked your mouth. 'Fuck, she is good at eating cock' the voice said. Sucking heavily, taking him deep, imitating the movements of the cock in your ass. Pain, wonderful pain. 'Yes, fuck me harder you bastards, hurt me, fuck me hard' The cock in your ass exploded, you felt the heat of the juice as it shot into you. His groans as he came. His moans as he fucked harder, sending all of his seed into you. Pulling out. Pushing the cock fucking your mouth out of the way. Taking his cock, cleaning him, licking it, sucking it. Promised Land Ch. 1 A second cock sank into your ass. Frantic fucking. No finesse. Just brute force. His cock left your mouth. You screamed as you came for the first time, came hard. 'Someone fuck my cunt, I need a cock in my cunt' you growled. Eyes blazing as you looked over your shoulder. The beads of perspiration falling off of your forehead. Falling to your breasts. 'Fuck my cunt and ass you useless fuckers' you screamed loudly. A cock slipped into your mouth. You sucked, took it deep. Grasping his balls, weighing them in your hand. Movements, they moved your body. Releasing the cock, you moved. Straddling Abe, you smiled as you sank onto his cock. You sighed as you felt the fat shaft filling you. 'Oh yessss' you sighed. Leaning forward, your nipples touching his lips. He took them inside, sucking on each one. You felt the cock touching your ass. 'Oh yessss' you sighed again as the cock slid into your ass. The two cocks slammed into you, deep and hard. You came again. Your cum seeping out of your pussy, down your thighs, onto Abe's balls. This was heaven, this was wonderful. How you liked to be fucked, brute force. All four cocks came into either your pussy or your ass. All fours cocks buried themselves deep into your pussy and then into your ass. You were sore, you were in heaven. All four cocks came, at least once. All four cocks were cleaned by your tongue, taken into your mouth. The mixtures, all four male mixtures and your own. This was heaven. This was paradise. You lost count, not caring who, what, when and where. You loved the feelings, the orgasms, the cocks, the fucking, the sucking, the pain, the power, the pleasure. Dressed, you looked at all four, all four limp cocks. Smiling. The car gunned to life. You left them, the rear wheels kicking up dirt, kicking up dirt in their faces. You laughed as you glanced in the rear view mirror. Four dust covered men, four dust covered, floppy cocks. Promised Land Ch. 2 You were still laughing as the car sped away. The sight of the 4 men, the four men that had damn near raped you. They had raped you, but you enjoyed it. You enjoyed their cock inside your ass, pussy and mouth. "Fuck, that was good" you said. They stood there, covered in dust, dust that shot up from the rear wheels of the convertible, the repaired and fixed convertible. It felt better, sounded better. The main road visible, you swung right, headed back home. Back to your sanctuary, back to the shower, back to wash their cum off of your body, out of your body. "Fuck, that was good though" you said at the top of your voice as the wind ripped through your long black hair. The CD player at full volume, you sped along the open road. Exhilarated, sexually satisfied, for now! That incident charged you. "Fuck, I enjoyed that" you said as you pulled into your drive, bringing the car to a halt, waving to Brady. He came over as you got out of the car. You briefly told him what had happened, omitting, of course, the incident with the 4 cocks. As you swung you legs out, you knew he could see your naked pussy. Hell, you wanted him to see it. Still charged, still hungry. He smiled as you related the tale to him. Asking if it (the car) was okay. You shrugged your shoulders. A strap slipped down, the top slipped to reveal more than half of your breast. "I think so Brady" you said. "It certainly feels and sounds better" you added as you collected your purse, then the small bag. Both times, letting him see you, see your nipples. Yes, you liked showing Brady your breasts. After all, he was a sweet man, saved you money. A real handyman. A look at his growing bulge. "A big handyman" you thought, lingering for a few seconds longer than necessary, letting him have a longer look at your nipples, at your bare tits. Yes, you liked to tease. "Right" you said, collecting your things. "Shower time for me" you added. He smiled. "No Marjorie at home Brady?" you asked him, noticing her car was missing from the garage. He told you in that deep voice, the booming deep voice, that she was out of town for a few days, visiting her sister. "I hope you are behaving then" you said with a giggle. As an afterthought, one that you regretted saying afterwards. "Why don't you let me cook your dinner? Can't have you eating junk food or those TV dinners can we?" He thanked you for that. You smiled and told him that no thanks were needed, that he had saved your ass on countless times. You owed him at least dinner you told him. "Come round about 8" you said. He nodded and said thank you again. You smiled and glanced down. Did he see your eyes drop to the bulge? Inside the house, you stripped, showered. The hot water pounding your body as you applied the soap, washing away all the remnants of that afternoon, washing away the signs of cum. Opening your pussy wide, you took the shower head. "Fuckkk" you said as the powerful jet of water hit your pussy, hit your clit. Almost immediately you came again. The powerful jet hitting you in the right spot. "Ohhhh yesss" you moaned as you felt the juices flowing down your thighs. That seemed to steady you, steady the urge to fuck. That's when you regretted inviting Brady. You realized that you did that through lust, not for any other reason, just lust. "Shit" you swore as you dried your body. "Too late now I guess" you cursed again. Two: By 8pm, you had prepared a simple meal, but a healthy one. Freshly grilled fish with pasta topped with a mushroom sauce. By 8pm you had changed clothes three times. Unsure what to wear, unsure of the feelings inside your body. Part of you wanted to flash your body, part of you said "No". The part that won in the end decided your attire. A simple shirt, open and knotted around the midriff, leaving the pierced bellybutton on show. Leaving your breasts on show when you leant forward. The skirt, simple too, white, soft and short, very short. Maybe too short. White sneakers completed the choice. No brassiere, no panties, just those three items. By 8pm you were ready, ready to expose, ready to please and tease. Before you dressed, undressed and dressed again, the afternoon events came flooding back to you. It affected you again. You needed the vibrator to nullify the feeling in your pussy. Sore, yes, sore but again, satisfied. You slammed the purple toy deep into your pussy, hurting you, pleasing you. "Fuck, yessss' you screamed as you came again. "Fuck, yessss" as the juices flowed out of your pussy. "Fuck, I needed that" you said as you put the toy back into the bedside cabinet, putting it back in it's place with the other toys you kept there. Three: By 8.05, Brady had arrived, carrying a bottle of white wine, which you added to the one you had opened. You smiled, seeing that he hadn't bothered changing, but then again, why should he have had? It wasn't a 'date' as such, just a meal with a neighbor. You were, in one respect, glad he hadn't. The bulge in his shorts still evident. His strong thighs, tanned thighs. You liked strong thighs. You noticed his eyes, deep brown, looking at your cleavage as you placed the plate of fish and pasta on the table mat in front of him. "Enjoy" you said as you sat down to eat. "Oh I will" he said attacking the food with gusto. Very few words were spoken, until he cleared the plate, leaving not a morsel. "Wow Brady" you said. "Were you hungry?" you added with a laugh. He smiled. "That was wonderful" he said, patting his stomach. "Glad you enjoyed it" you said standing, leaning, lingering, taking his empty plate. "Hope you enjoyed that too" you thought as you stood upright, seeing his eyes yet again down your shirt. You came back to the table, two bowls of strawberries and cream. "Whew" he said as he looked at the fruit covered with large helpings of cream. You smiled as he attacked that too. "Finished?" you asked as you, yet again, leant over, hesitating, lingering again. He confirmed he had and thanked you for the meal. "As I said Brady, it's a thank you for all you have done for me in the past" you told him as you poured more wine in the empty glasses. You picked up your glass and moved to the couch, he followed suit. Four: The talk was of nothing, just small neighborly talk. You mentioned the incident this afternoon again. The thoughts of those 4 cocks raced through your brain. Those 4 cocks, so hard, raping you, taking you, fucking you. You smiled as you crossed your legs, the skirt rose slightly higher. A silly thought ran through your mind. Was it so silly though? The thought of going back for more tomorrow? The thought of taking the same route, stopping at the bagel place? Silly? Maybe. Horny? Definitely. You wanted more of what they gave you earlier. You wanted their cocks again, you wanted the violence of it all again. "Fuck" you thought as you felt horny again. Felt the need to have their cocks again. "Fuck" you thought again as you leant forward to pick up your glass, you felt the shirt open, open enough for your right breast and nipple to be completely on show for Brady's eyes. Sitting back, the legs crossed again, more thigh, more dark skin for his eyes. Glancing down, you saw the bulge. "Fuck" you thought as you saw it grow before your very eyes. "Mmmm, more wine Brady?" you asked as you stood up and opened the bottle he brought with him. He looked at his watch, 9.45. "Somewhere to go honey?" you asked as you saw him checking the battered timepiece on his thick wrist. "I don't want to keep you Felisha" he announced as you passed him another glass. You smiled. Sweet man. "You aren't hon." you said in response as you sat back down, drawing your legs underneath you. The skirt not able to cover you in that position. The bulge grew again. Resting your left arm on the back of the couch, your legs tucked under your butt, you faced him as the chat continued. You knew, or hoped, that you left breast was visible to him. It had to be, the way his eyes kept falling there, it had to be. It was. The bulge told you it was. "Fuck" you thought as you saw the bulge in his shorts. Moving your legs again, this time slowly, purposely. You moved your right leg, placing the foot on the floor, the left leg remaining tucked underneath. The skirt, far too short to hide what you wanted him to see anyway. The look in his eyes, told you he saw your pussy. A pussy that needed attention. "Brady" you said causing him to bring his eyes back to yours. "Can I ask you to fix something for me whilst you are here?" you asked him. Seeing the disappointment on his face. Thinking that the 'show' was about to be ended. "Sure, course, what needs fixing now?" he said looking round. "I do" you said standing, unknotting the shirt, pulling it open and then off. Standing in front of him, bare breasted. Pulling the skirt down. Standing in front of him, naked. "Brady, I want you to fix me, I want you to fuck me" you said as you stood there. He looked at you. Started to stammer "But, but" He never carried on as you sunk to your knees, as your hand slipped under the legs of his shorts as came into contact with what was to be, the biggest cock you had seen or fucked. "No buts, just fuck me" you said as your fingers tried to grasp his cock. He stood, the shirt came off, the shorts came down. You gasped as it sprang into view. "oh my God Brady" was all you could say as it came into view. "Oh my God" you said again as you reached out for it. Unable to close your fingers around the shaft, so thick, so big. He picked you up, his strong hands under your ass. Lowering you onto his shaft, impaling you onto his thickness. He fucked you, like that. It hurt. It was pain and pleasure at it's optimum. Your arms locked around his neck, your legs around his waist. His big hands lifting you up and down on his shaft. "Oh fuck" your swore as you felt yourself cumming already. "Yesss, more, harder" you swore out loud. "Fuck me harder". He slammed you down onto his cock again, it hit the top of your pussy, stabbing, probing. You gushed, your orgasm tremendous. "Ohhhhh fuckkkkk" you screamed as the pain and the pleasure of the orgasm ran through your body. Not finished with you, he lowered you to the floor, forced you onto your knees. "Oh no, oh yes, yes, yes" you moaned and groaned as you felt his cock touching your swollen pussy. "Oh yessss" you cried as it inched in. It hurt. "Yessss Brady, fill my cunt with that fucking monster" you growled as you looked over your shoulder at him. "Fill my cunt". Five: Your mind went back to last night as the alarm rang. Your pussy ached, sore. You lost count of the orgasms Brady gave you, lost count of the positions he took you, fucked you in. All you know is that you came countless times before taking him in your mouth, to swallow his cum as he emptied his balls. You lay there, thinking, touching your sore and swollen pussy lips. "Shit, should we have done that?" you asked yourself out loud. You did remember that Brady apologized too. You both got carried away with the wine. You smiled at the time, you agreed but in your head, you knew the real reason why. The 4 cocks, the humiliation, the pain, the pleasure. The 4 cocks drove you to a night of fucking your neighbor, a night of heaven, a night of the Promised Land. Glancing at the clock, noticing that you had been laying there, the thoughts of last night, for 20 minutes. For those 20 minutes, your fingers had been rubbing your clit, stroking your pussy. You closed your eyes, thought of the monstrous cock that had fucked you into oblivion last night, your finger rubbed your clit, your orgasm came, quickly. Six: Showered, but not dressed. Dried, but still naked. You looked out of your bedroom window, the street empty, surprisingly empty for Saturday morning. "Damn those 4 cocks" you said out loud. "Damn those 4 bastards". Looking in the mirror, cupping your breasts, stroking your nipples. "Damn them" you added as you lay on the bed, inserted two fingers into your pussy, pleasured yourself again. "What the hell is up with me?" you ask yourself as you look at your reflection in the dressing table mirror. The make up, light but seductive. The deep red lip gloss, bringing out the fullness of your lips, the blusher accentuating your high cheekbones. "I'm acting like a fucking whore" you say, again to the reflection. "Damn them, damn their cocks, damn them". Standing, walking to the window again, you see Brady. You blush and move away from the window before he saw you. The simple, plain light button down blue dress, the flat shoes. That was it. Nothing else. Buttoning the dress, leaving the top two and the lower three undone, held together by four buttons. You smiled. "Fuck, I hope they are there". Seven: Closing the front door, glancing to Brady. Ice breaking needed. "Good morning Brady" you say. He looks, rather sheepish. "Morning Felisha". Pleasantries exchanged, you walk to him. "You okay?" you ask placing a hand on his arm. Concern on your face. He smiles. "Yes, are you?". You return the smile. "Yes" was all you said. "Need anything fixing?" he asked breaking out into laughter, laughter which you joined in, slapping his arm. "I will let you know" you said as you walked to you car, glancing back over your shoulder. The out of devilment, reaching behind you, raising the dress to show him your butt. Naked butt. Eight: The car gunned into life. You loved that sound. The top opened, nestled into it's housing. The sun already hot. 10am. Reversing out of the drive, you waved to Brady as you pulled away, observing the speed limits until you reached the outskirts of the City. Foot down, the car sped. The 25 miles soon covered, the CD blasting out Springsteens "Born To Run". Approaching the garage, disappointment, no white truck. "Damn them" you cursed out loud as you cut the engine. 20, 30, 40 minutes passed by. Still no sign of the white pickup, still no sign of the 4 cocks you wanted, needed. "Whore" you whispered to yourself, ordering another coffee, your third. The old lady smiled as she poured the steaming black liquid into your cup. You returned the smile. Nine: The car turned into life. Reversing out of the parking lot, the CD loud, you swung right, hitting the tarmac road with force. The back wheels gripped the surface and with a screech you were on the way. On the way to where you hoped they would be. You asked the old lady where they were, telling her of yesterday's mishap and that you needed to make sure they were rewarded. She smiled and told you that they normally went fishing on Saturday's. "Up by the old mine" she told you, giving you directions. The track that led to their house flew past, the speedometer read 80. You touched the brakes as you saw the Patrol Car coming in your direction. Slowing down to a safe speed. Your body ached, yearned. "Damn them" you uttered watching the Patrol car ease by you, the sunlight bouncing off of his reflective shades. 10 miles further on, you spotted the sign. The old woman told you to turn down that track, the track led to the lake. Stopping the car, your heart beat faster. "Time to turn back" you said to yourself, then swung the car down the track. "Damn them, damn their cocks". Ten: There it was, the white pickup truck, 300 yards down the track. There they were. You stopped at that point. Your body trembling, aching. Your nipples hardened. "My terms" you said to yourself. "My fucking terms". The car moved forward, your hands gripped the steering wheel tightly. Nerves jangled, body tingled, pussy damp. 200 yards. You stopped again. Second thoughts. "Fuck" was all you said as you pressed the gas pedal. The car sprayed dirt. Coming to a halt 25 yards away, you saw them, knee deep in the lake, a small fire burning, beer cans strewn all about. You watched as they came out of the water, you moved the car into first and pulled up by the truck. "My terms" you told them as you got out, unbuttoned the dress, letting it fall. Standing there naked, ready, willing and wanting. "My fucking terms" you said again as you walked closer, bent down, picked up a can of Millers, draining the contents. "Well, hello again Lady" the big man said. Abe and Morris smiled. "Hi boys" you replied, leaning up against a tree, legs splayed, finger stroking your soaking pussy. "The car needs fixing again Morris" you said with a smile. They stripped, quickly. The 4 hard cocks you wanted were ready, hard, ready and willing….just as you were, wet and willing". "Hey Seth" Abe called to the big guy, "she says it's her terms". They laughed. "I heard the bitch" he said. "I heard her" he said again, stroking his thick cock. He moved to you, you smiled. Grabbing your hair, he pulled you down. "Suck it whore" he said slapping your face with his cock. It stung. You recoiled. "Suck it" he said again. You looked up at him. Your mouth closed. He slapped your face with his cock again. "Bitch, you want it rough huh?" he said. Maybe you did, maybe that's why you wanted to meet them again. Maybe you could get your way with Brady, maybe you needed the roughness of these four. "Hawk, grab the fucking rope, gonna teach this fucking bitch a lesson" Seth shouted. Hawk ran to the pick up. His hands held your hair, tight. He dragged you to your feet. His fingers invaded your pussy. "Her cunt's wet boys" he said taking out his fingers, showing them , dripping with your juices. It was wet too. Hands started, grabbing your breasts, twisting your nipples, slapping your ass, sinking back into you pussy. Your eyes never left his. Defiance. "Cut the rope into four pieces" he told Hawk, which he did. Seth dragged you to the two sapling trees. They didn't need telling, they knew. Your legs were spread, spread wide, ropes around your ankles. Big hands, held your wrists, big hands squeezed your breasts, fingers invaded your pussy. Maybe you did want it like this. Suddenly, 'my terms' had turned into their terms. "Not so tight on the wrists Hawk, I want the bitch to be able to move up and down" Seth said as his hand came crashing down on your ass. You let out a scream. "Shut it bitch" he said as another one crashed down, harder than the first. You winced, your head turned to look at him. Your eyes, blazing, teeth gritted. "Bastard" you spat. "You bet bitch, you fucking bet I am a bastard" he said with another resounding slap to your ass. Eleven: Helpless, tied to the two sapling trees. Your body, open, exposed at their beck and call, at their disposal. To do what they wanted to do. They did and more. How you moaned and groaned. The pain, the torture, the pleasure, the excitement. Two hours they kept you there, two hours of incessant sex, two hours of pain and pleasure. Two fucking wonderful fucking hours. Twelve: Seth's cock was the first to be sent slamming into your pussy. He forced you forwards, the rope digging into your wrists. You sighed as his thick cock slid into you, filling you. You moaned as you felt the heat of his shaft. You moaned as you felt his hands on your breasts, his thick fingers, twisting and pulling on your nipples. "Yes you bastard, fuck me harder, harder" you growled backing on to him, slamming on to him as much as you could with the freedom allowed. A deep throaty growl came from behind you. A searing jet of liquid entered you. "Ohhh yesss" you cried as you felt your own juices flow, joining his. "Now suck it" he said as he moved to the front. You smirked. You sucked, you swallowed, you cleaned. All four cocks took you in quick succession, all four cocks emptied in to you. All four cocks were sucked and cleaned. All four cocks were swallowed. They left you suspended there, your pussy on fire. They drank more beer, poured one down your throat. You drank it with glee, not caring that it spilled out of your mouth, down your chin and over your breasts. Promised Land Ch. 2 Cocks hardened, cocks plowed into your ass, your mouth, your pussy. A twig, green leaves, slapped your breasts, your ass, your thighs. Squeals of pleasure and pain escaped your lips. Bruised, used and abused. You collapsed as the restraining ropes were untied. They picked you up, carried you to the waters edge. Unceremoniously you were dumped in the water. You gasped as the icy water hit your body, the heat of the stings, the slaps immediately cooled. Skin refreshed. You swam, dived. You laughed. Thirteen: "Fresh fish and beer" Abe said to you as you sat upon a log at the fire. Sitting there, naked as nature intended, eating the freshly caught bass, drinking the lake cooled beer. They didn't ask why you came, they didn't really care I guess. They knew that you liked being fucked and fucked hard, damn near raped. You looked at their faces, then at their cocks. All flaccid, limp, hanging. Stretching your legs forward. Parting them. Your fingers began to stroke your pussy. Your eyes moving to each of the, in turn. "Hell, the bitch is a fucking nympho" Hawk said in a low whisper. You smiled as three of your fingers sunk inside you, it was sore, but it was pleasure. "Come here bitch" Morris said to you. His cock in his hand, starting to grow. This was what you wanted. More cock. Taking out your fingers, bringing them to your lips, you cleaned them before crawling to Morris. Parting his thighs, moving his hand out of the way, replacing it with your own. Your hand moved up and down the shaft, long slow strokes. It stiffened. Your mouth closed around the tip. It grew hard in your mouth. Expertly, you began to suck, lick, bite. Sucking hard on his cock, feeling the monster growing in your mouth. His hairy thighs stiffened, he grunted, he held your head. Forcibly fucking your throat, he shot, deep and hard. You swallowed. You moaned as his spurts hit your mouth. You looked around, licking your lips, cleaning the cum off of them. Abe was stroking his, you moved to him. Took him in your mouth. You felt hands on your hips, you felt the searing pain as Seth's cock slammed into your sore ass. Working faster on Abe's cock, feeling Seth's cock pounding deep into you. You screamed as you came, the scream being stifled by Abe's hard cock in your mouth. Seth, not relenting on the pace, pummeled into you, your mouth and hands working faster on Abe. You looked at him. "Cum into my mouth you bastard" your growled at him, then slamming your mouth onto his cock again, taking him in all the way, his balls on your chin. Up and down, slamming hard, almost choking you. He came hard, the warm liquid hitting the back of your throat. Letting his cock free, Seth pounding faster and harder. Glancing over your shoulder. "Fuck me harder, yesss, like that, fuckkkkk harder" you groaned. "Oh yesss, nowww" . An almighty shudder ran through your body, the powerful orgasm sending shudders through you. Slamming back onto his cock, squeezing his cock, dragging the cock along the walls of your ass, he came. Fourteen: You drove home, the dress flapping in the wind. Not caring who saw you, not caring who saw your nakedness. You hurt, you were sore. You were happy. You were covered in mud, debris in your hair, nipples sore but hard. Pussy sore, but damp. "Fuck, I enjoyed that" was all you said as you pulled up into your drive, dousing the lights, turning off the engine. Fifteen: The shower invigorated your body, the shower cleansed your body. The shower cooled your body. The cream soothed your body, liberal amounts of body cream, spread by shaking hands. You smiled as you saw the remains of the rope burns on your wrists and ankles. "Fuck, I enjoyed that" was the last thing you said as sleep overcame your tired body.