0 comments/ 214574 views/ 7 favorites Susan Gets Used By: Mr. Mister It was early morning as Mitch ran off to work. It was wonderful summer morning, the kids were away with the Grandparents, and the cottage that Mitch and his wife were staying was peacefully secluded. Susan, Mitch’s wife was quietly dozing with on the king size bed. It was a nice cool night last night as the two love birds fucked like dogs. They decided to leave the screen door to the bedroom open to let in some of that cool air from all the heat coming from the bedroom. Susan never had been more vocal then she did last. She kept cumming and cumming. He would eat out her pussy with total abandonment and she would just let him put her over the edge over and over. He must of cum in her a least three times last night. She dreamt quietly and soundly. As the sun crept up slowly over the horizon, the room began to get warm, so instead of getting up right away Susan just push the sheets off of herself and let the air get to her naked body. She took the spare pillow and placed by her legs as she wrapped her right leg over top of it to exposed her pussy to the fresh air. How she liked to sleep like this. Totally oblivious to the happening around her she kept herself in a nice peaceful sleep. What she didn’t realize however was the big black figure standing at the opened screen door. The guy must have been about 6’4 and total bulk to his frame. Not necessarily fat but definitely not thin by any means. He just kept staring at the glorious white body of the women lying on the bed in front of him. Quietly he snuck in through the door and just stood there for a second, staring. He was taking in the view before him, a nice round ass just staring him in the face. With a little squint of the eyes he could make out the pussy lips surrounded by a forest of bush. How he couldn’t wait to play with this toy in front of him. She wasn’t petite but she had meat in all the right places. He could just envision himself plowing into that succulent pussy as he grabbed on to her waist. Pounding and pounding into that tight twat making the bitch scream for mercy, "PLEASE, STOP, IT HURTS TO MUCH!!" Giving his head a shake he came back to reality and decided that it was now or never. He snuck up behind her so she would not see him at all and she would not be able to react till it was too late. The wonderful thing about the location of this cottage was its distance from any close human contact. So he really didn’t give a shit if she decided to scream her lungs out. However in the meantime he needed to subdue his victim. So he pulled out a small bottle of some substance. Whatever it was sure stank and made even himself a little dizzy. He knew that this wouldn’t last long so he was prepared to take control of her quickly. He was behind her now as he pulled a cloth a dropped a bunch of the liquid on it and then with a sudden fury jumped on the bed behind her and placed the cloth over her face. As he fell on the bed he took his body a fell over her body to pin her down to the bed as he let the substance take its effect. Pretty soon she was unconscious and he knew he had to work quickly. . . . . . "Wait a minute," Susan thought to herself. Something feels funny here. As she slowly opened her eyes. She moved her hand to try and clear the cobwebs out of her eyes. "Wait a second, I can’t move my arms," she thought to herself. Her legs felt funny to, like they were lifted up or something. As her eyes became adjusted she noticed that her feet were dangling above her and were tied separately to the hanging bed frame above her. She looked above her and saw that her arms were tied tight around the bed posts above her. She tried to struggle free. "It’s no use, I made sure you wouldn’t get out of those bindings, " someone said. She looked around a saw a figure standing by the wall with his arms folded. The only part of his body that had any clothes on was the ski mask over his face. Susan’s eyes widened in horror as she realized what was going on. "Don’t worry bitch, if we all co-operate here, it will be kind of a pleasurable experience, " the black guy in front of her said. Then with a sudden jump the assault began. He dove forward and lunged his mouth to the opening of her tight twat. He began to immediately suck on her clit and began to nibble and roughly bite down on it with his teeth. This made Susan yelp in pain. But even with all the terror she was feeling her pussy couldn’t help but get wet from the attention. The masked man then shoved two fingers roughly into Sue’s tight twat and began to probe deeply into her pussy. This made Susan squirm and twisted., but couldn’t move because of the tight restraints on her. The masked man kept his assault up on her pussy as he continued to manipulate it with his fingers tongue and mouth. Susan couldn’t help herself she found herself reacting to this assholes fingers, tongue and mouth. She could feel the heat and pressure building up inside herself. She knew there was nothing she could do about. She tried with all her might to not show her reaction but unfortunately he was well aware of how well his fingering and sucking was working on her. He keep up lapping away at her nice tender pussy. He could sense the humiliation that he was causing this fine piece of meat. He kept working her over trying to make her cum. He began to slam his fingers home and as he would drive his hand into her up to the second knuckle he would push a wiggle his fingers to try and get into her deeper. He could feel the her tight ring on the tip of his fingers but couldn’t get it any further. "Don’t worry bitch I’ll be banging home further when I slip my dick into," he thought to himself, as he continued to lap up her juices. She was nearing her orgasm, and he knew he had her on the edge, so he picked up his sucking as he wrapped his lips around her exposed little clit. He sucked her in deeply and drove his fingers home adding a third finger in for good measure. This was all she could handle as she cried out and tried to buck her hips as much as she could. She screamed out in agony and release as she realized the humiliation she felt from how good it feels to climax so hard. The masked bandit just kept lapping up the remainder of her cum as he smacked her on the ass for good measure. "Now, since you had your turn, it’s my turn now," he said, as he looked at the ashamed and drained white whore in front of him. . . Susan tried to look and see what he was doing but he was out of her site range. She heard him rustling but couldn’t see what was happening. Then the masked man came into her view. When she saw him see stared in disbelief and she became quite fearful as to what he was going to do. When see saw the size of his dick swaying between his legs she became afraid that he was going to tear her apart. The masked man liked the expression on her face and knew he was going to enjoy himself. He walked around to the foot of the bed and knelt down on the bed before Susan’s spread legs. He took his left arm and placed it behind her knees and pushed her knees towards her tits. All the while he was stroking his massive cock with his right hand. He began to rub his dick up and down, up and down her pussy opening, allowing the excitement for him, fear for her build up. He could feel the moistness of her slit from his pussy eating and it made his cock quiver. After one more up and down movement he ever so gently popped the head of his dick in her cunt. This made Susan hold her breath. He smiled as he heard her suck in her breath. He just held his dick in her to the head and then he pulled out. He then inserted his dick head again which made Susan hold her breath again. The masked man loved toying and teasing her. He loved the fact he was in total control of the situation. He kept putting just his dick head in and out got use to his manipulations and stopped reacting to his entry. Realizing this, the black masked man put his dick head in and pulled out and decided to enter his dick head in plus this time added about two inches of his meat into her as well. This made Susan hold her breath. She didn’t know whether to moan or scream, so all she could do is let out a light gasp. The black guy placed a pillow underneath her ass as he began to pump two inches in and out of her nice and slow. In and out, in and out, one inch, two inches, one inch, two inches. Then on his next stroke he pulled out and with blazing speed buried himself to the hilt. Not one or two but ten thick inches enter her totally abused pussy. The ring that eluded the masked man’s finger earlier was stretched wide open now. Susan’s pussy was stretched out beyond belief. The opening strained and looked like she was going to be ripped apart. Susan had no doubt about what her expression should be this time. She screamed and screamed loud, " OH GOD!! PLEASE STOP!! IT HURTS!!!! OH GOD!! NO, PLEASE!! OUCH!! OWIIIIII!!" The masked intruder felt the beads of perspiration under his hooded face. He knew he wouldn’t last long in this tight pussy. He needed this to be a fast fuck. So he pulled out and pushed in her hard. He just ignored her pleas and eventually started a good fast rhythm. He didn’t care that after a while with his long thrusts that she kept hitting her head against the headboard. He knelt forward to get bet leverage. He then placed his hands underneath her legs and back and grabbed underneath her shoulders with both hands. With every thrust in he would pull her closer to try and get as much thick cock into her as possible. He kept pumping and pumping until he felt the cum boiling up inside his sack. With one final deep thrust he released his load deep inside Susan’s pussy. "AHHHHH!," as he felt his climax and seed burying deep in this white bitches twat. Susan’s could only remain lying there with her mouth gapped open and eyes opened wide. After he felt the last of the semen release from his dick he collapsed on the side of the bed. After a few minutes of resting the black guy got up and began to get dressed. As he was about to leave he said, "Thanks for the fuck bitch. You pussy was tight before, but I bet it’s a whole lot looser now. Tell your husband, thanks for keeping it nice a tight for me." With that he walked out the door and onto the next. Susan Gets Used We had just gotten married and this is the story of our honeymoon trip. We traveled from a small town in Wisconsin just north of Madison to New York City for a week of fun and games. It was in a room at the Marriott Marquis that first night I introduced Susan to sex. At first, she was a little hesitant but she quickly developed a love of fucking. She told me the third night, after she had left me drained, that she didn't know how she had managed to save her cherry until we were married. I marveled at how much pleasure her petite little body could give me. She was only about 4 feet 10 inches tall and weighed scarcely 95 pounds. It was all distributed in the right places, though, and her ass was just sensational. I tried to get her to let me ass fuck her on the fourth night but she was too frightened of the idea to let me go through with it. I fingered her sweet little ass while we fucked, though. On Friday night, we went for a walk, traveling uptown to see the sights. We got lost and found we were surrounded by porno shops and strip joints. We finally saw a place that looked relatively clean and stopped in for a drink. The bartender set a couple of beers in front of us and asked if we were there for the show. "What show?" My wife asked innocently, looking around the small bar to see where some kind of entertainment could possibly be. The bartender almost sneered and said he would let us participate for $20. As a joke, I tossed the money on the bar and he pocketed it immediately, gesturing toward a door at the back of the room. We entered. It was so dark that we had to feel our way to a table. A voice told us to take the table in the front and someone turned on a flashlight to point the way. The light gave me a chance to see the room. It was small and we were the only couple in there. There were about 30 or 40 men at a dozen other tables. A spotlight hit the stage and two people came out, a huge black man and a small white woman. He was easily 6 and a half feet tall and about 280 pounds. "He looks like one of those circus strong men," Susan whispered. The girl was at least a foot shorter and looked to young to be in a bar. They danced to jungle music, lots of drums and animal noises. Soon he was groping her, subtle little strokes at first, then he began palming her tits and ass. Before long, he was stripping as they went. Soon, they were both stark naked and simulating sex. I looked at Susan, thinking she would be ready to leave. She was watching the couple with rapt attention, her hand absentmindedly grazing her inner thigh. "This is really warming her up," I thought with some surprise. We ought to really bounce around the hotel room tonight. Then we both gasped at what we saw. The woman fell to her knees in front of her partner and began sucking his cock. Her ass was pointed right at us and we could see her moisten up as she worked on his huge cock. When it was at full staff, the music started again and the girl danced over to our table. She began pulling Susan to her feet. Susan resisted but the effects of the drinks and the urging of the audience soon got the better of her. I heard the dance whisper to Susan, "You know what to do, don't you?" Susan didn't seem to hear her. She was lifted onto the stage and dancing demurely with the black giant. His hands slid over her tiny form and it was only when he slipped a huge hand over her ass that she objected. She slapped at his huge hand and stepped back. The giant smiled a knowing smile and said to the audience, "I forgot what she really wants." They all leered as he scooped up a pinch of white powder from his shirt pocket and puffed it toward her face. "Bolivian marching powder," yelled one of the men in the audience. "Give me some, too!" Susan instinctively inhaled and her attitude changed dramatically. Now she was dancing with him, not merely jostling to the music. When his hand covered her ass again, she seemed not to notice. His fingers found the button and zipper that held her skirt in place and quickly loosened them. The skirt fell to the floor, leaving her onstage in just a very tiny pair of bikini panties and a blouse. She tried to catch her skirt before it fell but the drug slowed her responses. She watched it fall almost absent-mindedly. The men in the audience cheered their approval of her almost fully exposed ass. She stopped, looking at me for support. He came up behind her and ripped open the blouse, yanking it off her shoulders. Her pale, delicate bra couldn't hide the fact that her nipples were rock hard. His original partner, still totally naked, sat next to me and began to massage my cock through my pants. I was definitely at full mast, too. I wanted to rush the stage and stop this invasion of our life, but I couldn't or wouldn't do it. On stage, he picked her up like a rag doll, lifting her up over his shoulders. "Put your feet out" he commanded. She did as she was told and he moved his shoulders forward. Her legs were hanging over his shoulders and her barely pantied pussy was right in front of his face. Turning sideways to the audience, he exaggerated opening his mouth and sticking out his tongue, playing to the audience. Slowly he began licking her crotch through her panties. At first, it looked like she was trying to squirm away. It became evident all to soon that she was trying to help him move the crotch of her panties aside, though. I was close enough to tell that they were soaked, anyway. He used his teeth to bite into the thin strap that was keeping his tongue out of Susan's wide open cunt. When he slipped his tongue into her, she seemed to curl herself around his face and screamed as she came in front of me and a room full of strange men. He lowered her to the floor, snapped the side straps of her panties with his thumbs and slid them off, pulling them up and over her clit. She was breathing very hard, as sexually excited as anyone I've ever seen. She no longer realized she was in a room full of men and her husband. She was concentrating only on his mammoth cock and her need to get fucked as soon as possible. He reached down again, this time ripping open the front clasp on her bra and using his huge hands to competely cover her exposed tits as he knelt between her legs. I watched in shock as she rolled her hips forward and lifted her legs in the classic fuck me now pose. He moved her around so that her legs and ass were pointing toward the audience. I could see her pussy, wide open and dripping wet, her juices already running down her ass. Her cunt lips were moving on their own, quivering in anticipation of what was to come. Little moans and gasps were coming from her mouth as he teased her pussy lips with his fingers. He dipped forward, positioning his cock at her entrance, For the first time, I could see how truly large he was. The head of the thing totally covered her slit from top to bottom and covered her opening from inner thigh to inner thigh. It was enormous and he was going to take her bare back. As he rubbed the head of that thing up and down, the girl sitting with me unzipped my pants and took my cock in her mouth. "He gets to fuck her, I get to suck you, fair trade," she whispered. I heard Susan's muffled moan and looked up again as she accepted the head of the monster. Her eyes, which had been closed during most of this, opened in shock when she realized what kind of monster was about the invade her innermost parts. He flexed his hips, driving himself into her inch-by-inch. A long, loud sound, half way between a moan and a scream escaped her lips, ending only when he had competely penetrated her. She wrapped her legs tight to his waist. He was to big for her to wrap herself around him like she does to me. He then withdrew, leaving only the tip in her. She looked at him, waiting for the fucking that she needed so badly. He held still, his huge black cock shining like a well polished shoe from my wife's juices. He grinned at her frustration. "Fuck me." was all he said. She brought her feet down to the floor, then drove her ass up hard, taking all of him in one thrust. The drummer hit a beat that her ass and the men in the room soon picked up. "Fuck him, fuck him, fuck him," They chanted in rythm to the drum beat. She threw her hands over her head, grabbing a rail for leverage and repeatedly drove her tiny pussy onto his monster cock. She started to come again and he wrapped his hands around her waist. Rolling backwards, he was soon on his back and she was riding him like a woman possessed. Her tits were shaking as she pounded down on him. The drums and the chants kept a steady fuck rythm until she came again and this time he came with her, flooding her with his cum. We could all see it flow out of her in ropey white streams. I had already cum twice to my surprise. He pulled her exhausted body off and stood to accept the applause of the audience. Susan lay there still in a drug induced haze, not fully aware of what had happened to her but still to humiliated to move. Her ravager left the stage, his enormous cock dripping sex juices as the lights went out again. I sat there in the dark, too stunned at what had happened to do much of anything. Several of the men stopped to ask if Susan might be available for "personal services." One even reached over and stroked her still exposed pussy, inserting a finger for a brief moment before she rolled over and curled up. I gathered up her clothes, what was left of them, anyway, got her dressed and we took a cab back to the hotel. The honeymoon was over..........