2 comments/ 43464 views/ 30 favorites Building a Pet By: poisonpencil There's a lot to be said about how I choose my targets. I knew I wanted somebody who would be subservient and appreciative of what I had to offer her. I had a good job and managed to save enough to buy my own house so I knew I wanted a girl who would thank me often for what I gave her. In other words, I wanted a pliable slut who would do my bidding. Let's get one thing straight, I'm not a nice guy. I have an outward appearance of being a nice guy, short hair, clean shirts, I don't cuss out loud and I try and smile whenever I can. But I am really a predator, I chase after easy prey who will serve my pleasure. Like all predators I look for the weak, those on the outside of the herd. Plump women with decent jobs and few romantic prospects make the bulk of my prey. They are easy to meet, easy to please, appreciative of attention, and easy to use. I met Stacy at a party one of my co-workers was having and others told me she was quiet and weird. But I liked what I saw which was a mid 30 something year old brunette who was a little tall, a little too plump and had a nice hour glass figure with great natural tits and wide hips. Her ass was nice and round and her plumpness was just a few more pounds than she needed. Not too fat but fat enough that most guys would walk right past her. She was drinking at the punch bowl and I went over and struck up a talk. Stacy told me she was single and lived in a trailer park with her mother and uncle. After a few more glasses of wine she let me know she wanted to move out of her mom's place but couldn't because she probably never would have enough money. So far so good, I thought to myself so I got her good and drunk and offered to drive her home. When we got to the trailer park she had me pull into a dark visitors stall near the front because she said turning the car around near her trailer would be hard. The night was overcast but warm, a typical southern spring night. She was silent for a minute and then turned to me and said she had a great time. I asked her if I could see her again and she nodded her head enthusiastically. What happened next took me by complete surprise, nothing like it had ever happened to me before and never has since. In a split second she pulled off her top and unfastened her bra. Two big porcelain 36DD tits fell out with pink nipples, they hardened immediately and she quickly reached down between my legs and expertly unzipped my pants and had my cock out in her hand. I was hard in an instant and she then proceeded to suck me off till I came, she swallowed every bit of my cum and the whole time I was playing with her fleshy mounds, pinching and twisting the nipples. Stacy got done up sat up and wiped her mouth, smiling she said, " I just wanted to show you my appreciation, this is the best night I've had in years." She got dressed and we made a date for the next night. She got out of the truck and walked off into the night into the bowels of the grimy trailer park. After a minute or so I got out and followed her to what looked like the darkest and worst trailer in the place. It was oddly placed away from the other trailers and the front door was facing out towards the woods, not inwards like the rest of the trailers. There was a man of about 65 or so sitting in a wheelchair on the porch. He was grizzled and skinny, a half empty 40 ounce bottle of beer was at his side and he was staring at Stacy as she walked up the rickety staircase. The porch was dimly lit by a bare yellow bug light stuck in the outlet and it created an eerie glow as I could see the two of them talking. Stacy seemed to be keeping herself out of his reach but he motioned her over and she slowly moved to him. He reached up under her blouse and started to grope one of her tits outside her bra, he said something and she bent forward and I could see he slipped his hand into her bra and was playing with her tits. His hand came out and immediately started caressing her ass and going between her legs, she stood up and his bony strong fingers plied her jeans and the ass underneath the clothing. I looked at Stacy's face and it was impassive, she didn't show any signs of fear, stress or caring. She just stared straight ahead and occasionally closed her eyes. The old man said something to her and without hesitation she unbuttoned her pants and pulled them down to her knees. She had a pair of white panties on and she pulled those down too, exposing a pussy that had a thin patch of hair and nice, round hips with a high bubble ass. Her heels made her ass stick out more and I was watching the hottest thing I had ever seen in years. I'm not ashamed to admit I was as hard a metal rod and I pulled out my cock and started wanking right there. He flicked his cigarette away and his two bony hands started to wander all over her ass and between her legs . He took three fingers and shoved them into her cunt and he started to frig her, his thumb on top of her clit and turning in small circles. Her hips started to slowly, subtly move in unison. Suddenly she stood straight up and gasped, I thought she had climaxed but I had been so focused on his finger fucking her I didn't see him stick his left middle finger up her ass. He was cackling now as he did this and she just stood there with her pants around her shins as he finger fucked her in both ends. Suddenly he stopped and he again said something to her. Stacy reached down and unstrapped her shoes and took them off. She pulled her pants and panties down all the way and then put her shoes back on. She was standing in front of him nude from the waist down and with only her blouse, bra and a pair of mid-high heels on. She pulled the blouse and bra off too and was standing naked in front of him with nothing but her heels on. The old man stared at her for a few seconds and nodded towards the door. She walked into the trailer. When she opened the door I could hear old, old country music being played and I saw the flicker of a TV on in the dark. I could also make out the silhouette of somebody else in the trailer. I figured that must be her mom and the old man was probably her uncle. The old man followed her in, standing up and grabbing a cane as he walked in, leaving the wheelchair on the porch. I had been stroking myself the whole time but the sight of her crumpled clothing laying on the porch combined with what I had just seen sent me over the edge and I blew a load right there standing next to the tree. The orgasm was so strong my knees shook and I my knees felt like they would buckle. I cleaned myself up as best as I could, I was spent but I didn't want to leave. I had to see what was going on inside. I had just witnessed one of the sexiest things I had ever seen and I needed to know how this all ended. I saw a light go on in the end of the trailer so I started to walk over towards the window. The drape was drawn but it looked thin, I was hoping to see something, anything, when I got up there. I slowly walked up to the window only to see it was a couple of feet too high for me to see in. I looked around and saw an old milk crate so I grabbed it and stood on it next to the window. Standing in the corner I could see the room and was shielded by the shadow of a large tree. I looked in on a room that was as dingy as the rest of the trailer. There was a twin bed that had seen it's best days many years ago with a large divot in the middle. There were boxes piled around and clothes strewn on top of them. It was lit by one ceiling light that made the bed nice and bright but also showed off the nicks and tears in the wood paneling. There was a pile of pillows on one end and a dirty sheet in the middle. Stacy was in the room, still naked and she threw the sheet over the middle of the bed and then placed all the pillows, stacked, in the middle. The old man was standing in the doorway lighting a cigarette and watching her with a bemused look on his face. She then reached over to an open container of dollar store petroleum jelly and put some up her cunt with her fingers and then reached around and put some in her ass. She never showed emotion or slowed or hesitated. She just accepted what was about to happen. Stacy was impassive, she looked like nothing special was going on and after the pillows were stacked she lay face down on the bed with her pussy on top of the pillows. He bubble ass was now pointing straight up and she spread her legs so her feet were on the outside of the edges of the bed. The old man limped forward and pulled off his greasy jeans. He was probably about six percent body fat and veins showed everywhere. His dick was impressive, not huge, but impressive and it sprang right out when he pulled his pants off. Tattoos were all over his body and not in any type of fashion of arrangement. My brother has been in prison and these tattoos didn't look like his. There was no order or story to them. It looked like he had walked into tattoo shops all over the world and said "Hey bud! Put a clown face on my left hip!" or "How about a Tweety Bird on my shoulder?" None of them was bigger than 5 inches and they were all over his body, legs, arms, and hands. He reached over to the jelly and put some on his hard cock. He then climbed between her legs and entered her without ceremony. He grabbed her hips with his Ichabod Crane hands and started pounding her hard and fast, her fat was jiggling and her legs clamped onto the side of the crippled bed which was shaking like it was about to fall apart. Her hands grabbed the edge of the bed as his pounding intensified. Just when I though he would explode he suddenly stopped and pulled out. He plopped his cock between her plump ass cheeks and started pushing it right up her asshole. Stacy's fingers gripped the edge of the bed and turned white and I could see the muscles in her forearms tense as she was getting hammered by the old dude. Her mouth was open and she was clearly in pain as her eyes would tightly close and then pop open sporadically. The old man closed his eyes and then thrust forward with a final killer lunge before he froze and kept going with mini-pumps until he came to a stop and collapsed on top of her. She relaxed her grip and closed her eyes and then opened them. The old man got up and pulled on his pants and walked out of the room. Stacy lay on the bed, spread eagled and collapsed. She didn't move but didn't go to sleep either. Her eyes staring at the wall ahead of her. Now I had jacked off before the party, got a blow job from Stacy a few hours later, and jacked off in the woods when the old man had been molesting her. But I was hard again and absolutely turned on by what I had just seen. What I wanted to do was run in there and reenact what I had just seen but I knew better and I quietly replaced the milk crate and walked around the trailer park till I got to the truck and drove home. I jacked off again as I thought about the bedroom scene and planned how I was going to take advantage of this situation. Building a Pet Pt. 02 The next night I called Stacy and she told me to meet her in the parking lot of the trailer park to pick her up. I didn't blame her for not wanting me to walk through the park itself. After seeing where she lived I'm sure she was a bit embarrassed about the place. Plus I'm sure she didn't want me to meet her family. What with her little job as her uncle's fuck-slut-on-demand I could only imagine what her mother was like. I arrived in the parking lot and she was already waiting for me. Her dress was a subdued purple that went down to just above her knees. She had a nice pair of black heels on and when she walked over I noticed her bra lifted and supported her titties perfectly. Her legs were white and somewhat muscular, hair bounced on her shoulders in loose curls and her make up was on good and thick. Just like a nice trailer trash girl was supposed to wear it. Her hips moved and swayed nicely and I had a good feeling I would be fucking this bitch that night. We made small talk and I took her to a little steak house that was outside town and which I frequented often. Nothing special but the drinks were cheap and the food was somewhat decent. The restaurant was partially dark inside, each table had a candle and the circular booth we sat in was overstuffed red leather with old, tarnished brass rivets. This place was a remnant of the 70's that tourists would pass right by and everybody wonders how it's still in business. There were three other couples scattered around the dining room. She ordered a glass of wine and my friendly waiter, Jake, was a nice help with a very healthy pour. We ordered and talked and I asked her what she did last night after I dropped her off. I just wanted to know how she would react. OK, that's a lie. I really wanted to hear her tell the story, in as much gory detail as possible, but I didn't really think she would tell me. Just a lustful wish. "I just hung out and talked to my uncle. Then went to bed. I had to be a work early today." Her voice never faltered or changed. Fucking her uncle apparently wasn't something she dwelt upon. I eyed her fat tits because her dress opening had been pushed open by their size. I could see the edge of a low scoop black bra. Jake also enjoyed looking down her top as he came over more than necessary to ask us if we needed anything else. Some guys would have been bothered by him but I liked Jake, he was a straight forward guy who told you what he was thinking and didn't mince words. Which is probably why he had never moved beyond waiter in this little roadside steak house. I must have been staring too long because Stacy noticed me looking at her boobs and smiled, "Do you like what you see?" I nodded, "Oh yeah. I like those a lot." "Good, don't worry you'll be seeing them more tonight. This is the best meal I've had in months and you know I'll want to show you my appreciation. Again." She took another bite of food and let a finger move up and she pulled the dress open just a little wider. My cock popped a step in my pants and I relaxed a bit. Stacy was a sure thing tonight and I knew there would be much more fun in store for the future. Jake came back over and asked if she wanted another glass of wine. Stacy nodded yes and he poured her what looked like was a half the bottle. Much more than you would ever receive in a regular restaurant. His eyes never left her chest as he poured it and I let him stare. Stacy looked up and noticed him staring but she never closed the dress. When he walked away she looked up at me, "That waiter is giving me the creeps." "Why? Because he's staring at your tits?" I deliberately used that word because I wanted to see if she would be bothered by it. She didn't even seem to notice. "Yeah." I laughed, "Oh, Jake's harmless. He probably hasn't seen a rack like yours in years. He's just enjoying the view. Besides be nice to him. He's a war veteran." That was a complete lie, I mean I think it was. I didn't know a goddamn thing about Jake. Stacy took a drink of her wine and we continued to eat. We exchanged the usual boring chit chat about our day and what not. I was getting hotter as I watched the white flesh of her partially exposed tits jiggle. And knowing that she was going to "show appreciation" for the meal only made it drag on slower. She let me know she worked in a warehouse stocking shelves and she didn't make much more over minimum wage, her co-workers were assholes, and her boss propositioned her regularly. She graduated high school and moved out with a friend for awhile but when that friend got married she moved back in with her Mom because her dad had just passed away and mom needed help with the rent. A sad story that I really didn't care much about. What I really wanted to know about was the uncle. That gnarled old man seemed to run the roost, how did that happen? "So tell me about your uncle. What's he like?" Again a chance to see what her reaction would be. But she didn't even flinch. "Well, he's not really my uncle." Really? Hmm. "He was my dad's best friend and I've known him since I was a little girl. He moved in about two months after my dad died because we still couldn't afford the rent on the trailer. They were going to evict us and there was nothing cheaper in town. He's a retired merchant marine so he gets a monthly pension." She took a nice long draw on her wine. Apparently she was a fringe benefit of the rental. "Yeah? Nice guy?" Stacy really took a drink now, big gulps as she cleared half the glass. She nodded her head up and down. "Yeah, just fine." Jake came around and poured more wine. I winked at him after he managed to break his eyes off her tits. Excusing myself to go to the bathroom I walked by him. "You like what you see Jake?" "Hell yeah. She's got a really nice set and she's not ashamed of them. That's for sure." "Well, you keep pouring like that and I'll see if you can't see a little more of them." Jake nodded his head and smiled, "I'll help ya out." I returned to the seat and Stacy had quit eating and was leaning her head back on the seat. I sat down next to her and this caused her to open her eyes and smile at me. She really did have nice green eyes and a perfect set of white teeth. I let my hand fall onto her thigh and I slid it all the way up under her dress to her crotch. I could feel she was wearing a small pair of string panties that only covered her snatch. Instead of wriggling around she slid down the seat and let her legs fall open. She let her head rest on the back of the seat and closed her eyes. The restaurant was empty now which only fueled my imagination. I frigged her clit till her mouth opened and she was panting the sweet odor of stale wine and her hips were moving in circles. She held her breath and then orgasmed into my hand. Her eyes were half closed and she let the breath fall out of her mouth. Jake had been standing in the shadows watching so I decided it was time to see if she would do what I wanted. "You like that baby? Did it feel good?" Stacy nodded her head and sat up. She said, "Oh yeah, the only thing that will feel better is when I have your stiff cock in my pussy and I can do it all over again." Goddamn! This bitch was hot for me. Or just a great actress who knew what to say, but who cared? I said, "Can you do me a little favor though? Just a little one?" She sat up and took a drink of wine. "What's that?" "Ol' Jake has been really nice to us and we both know he's like your breasts. Could you just pull them out and let him see them?" "Wha-? No. I can't do that..." I let my hand fall between her thighs and now I was making long, slow circles on the inside of her right thigh. Letting my fingers go near her drenched pussy but not touching and then back down. "Oh come on baby. Just a little show, a few seconds of him looking at your titties. Come on, the guys an old war veteran and he probably hasn't seen a set in years." Stacy had relaxed from my rubbing her and she just said "mmm" every so slowly. I took that as a yes. "Don't worry babe, you don't have to do a thing, I'll take care of everything." "Mmmm" again and her head rolled to the side, her eyes closed. I motioned for Jake to come on over and he walked to the edge of the table. I motioned for him to get another candle from a nearby table so it would shed a little more light on this situation. I then reached over and pulled the front of the dress apart, exposing a black bra straining to contain her chest. I reached into her bra and tried to scoop the big orbs out of their holders but it was tight and I couldn't get them to release. Stacy's hands slowly came up and she fumbled and released the front hook that I hadn't noticed. The bra gave way and two fat, jiggly titties fell out across her body. They rolled and the air, even though it was warm, made her nipples harden a bit. Jake had an ear to ear grin and took out his phone and took a couple of pictures. I grabbed a nipple and rolled it between my fingers and motioned for him to do the same thing. Jake didn't even hesitate, he leaned over and just grabbed her tit like it was a fucking toy. He squeezed and Stacy's eyes fluttered and she moaned. I let him play with her tits and pulled her dress up and rolled her little thong panties off her chubby ass. They were small and wet so I placed them on the table. I slapped Jake's paws off her tits and told him it was time to go. I paid the tab, put her tits back away and covered them with the dress as best as I could. I pulled her out of the booth and had her lean on me as we walked out of the restaurant into the warm air. Stacy was able to mostly support herself as we walked to my truck which was the only vehicle left in the parking lot. I clicked open the passenger side and her head rolled into my neck and she started to nibble my ear and her hand fell upon my raging hard on. She tried to climb in but her foot slipped and she fell across the bench seat. Her legs were still on the ground and her body was bent over. I couldn't take it anymore and I flipped the back of her dress up and exposed her naked chubby ass and wet pussy. I flicked her clit a few times to get her hips moving, took off my pants and spread my legs to get my hard cock at the same level as her pussy. Stacy must have sensed what was happening and I heard her mumble "No. not here...w-woods." Apparently she didn't want to get fucked in a parking lot but going into the woods would be fine. I was too horny and worked up for that trip. I shoved my dick into her wet cunt and started pumping. The slaps of by pelvis slamming into her fat hips was a turn on but seeing her buttocks jiggle with each push sent me closer to the edge. Stacy had responded by throwing her drunken hips back into me. Her legs were spread and her muscled calves looked shapely and strong in her heels. They contracted and relaxed as we fucked, the points of her heels were drilling into the gravel of the parking lot as she braced herself for my thrusts. I came like a teenager. Gushing cum poured out of my cock into her and I felt myself slapping her ass. I heard a weird grunting, only to realize it was me. When I was done I pulled out and stepped back. In the light of the half moon and a street light from the highway. I could see her bent over. An arm dangling over the seat and her hand on the floorboard. He spread legs were wide and I could see her glistening, moist pussy lips. I was absolutely spent. I pulled my pants and shoes back on and flipped hr dress back down. I helped her get into the truck and sat her up. I got into the driver's side and pulled her dress open so her tits hung out. I drove back to the trailer park and glanced over at her bouncing boobs. The drive was a bout 30 minutes and by the time we were there she woke up and was good enough to walk. I got out of the truck and walked over to her side and helped her out. She swayed in front of me with her tits still hanging out of her dress. "I had a really great time with you. I'm going to see you later this week OK?" I said. "Yes you are." She wrapped her arms around my neck and pushed her naked tits into my chest and kissed me. One arm dropped down and her hand grabbed my ass and then went around and grabbed my cock that was already feeling ready for another go around. She stepped back and closed the dress around her breasts and staggered off into the night. I waited a minute and then took the same path I had before to her trailer. I just had to see what would happen with her "uncle" tonight. Building a Pet Pt. 03 I trotted along the edge of the dismal trailer park till I got to a tree that was on the edge of the light being thrown off the bulb from the front porch. I was feeling brave so I was a lot closer to the trailer this time but I kept myself inside the shadow of a large tree. Stacy was pretty drunk so I figured I beat her by a minute. I knelt down behind the tree and waited for her arrival. Her "uncle" was sitting in the same old wheel chair and there was another half empty forty on the ground next to him. It was a warm night and his shirt was off and his tattoo spotted body was slouched in the chair. He didn't seem to be aware of much going on around him. Soon I heard the shuffling of steps from the side of the trailer and up staggered Stacy. She was swaying as she walked and put a hand on the side of the trailer to help her climb up the stairs. Her titties were bouncing in the open neckline of the dress. Jiggly, fat titties are a major turn on of mine so I was already stirring in my pants. Stacy saw the old man and moved over to him. She was slow but deliberate in her movements and finally stopped right next to him. Uncle wasted no time and one of his bony hands slipped behind her right leg and stroked up the back of her leg, under the dress, to her ass. He squeezed her cheeks a couple of times and his hand moved around to the front, in between her legs. Stacy obediently moved her feet apart and his hand slipped in between her legs and he began to moved his hand back and forth between her legs. He smiled a yellow toothy grin and said, "Take it off." He rolled the wheelchair back a few feet and Stacy undid the dress and let it drop to the ground. She stepped out of it and she was wearing the open bra and heels, nothing else. She removed the bra and dropped it on the dress and stood in only her pair of modest heels. Her plump ass and legs were still spread and her heavy, rounded tits hung down, the nipples had hardened and pointed. Uncle was grinning ear to ear and took a deep swig of his forty. Stacy had her eyes closed and I could see her lower jaw was trembling. But she just stood like a robot awaiting an order. Uncle held the bottle of beer out to her but she shook her head. He took another swig from the forty, emptying it, and tossed it over the balcony into the long grass. He nodded to his right and said, "You know what to do." Stacy shook her head, "Not here, please. Let's go inside." He shook his head, "Nope, here." "Please, I don't want to be seen..." "Shut up you whore. I don't care what you want. Get over there and get your hands ups now." Stacy moved over to the banister of the porch and put her hands up and grabbed the inside of the tin overhang. She leaned forward a little and her breasts hung out and were swaying away from her body. Her ass was pushed up and out by the angle of her body and she spread her legs further. She arched her back a little and her poochy belly was pushed down a little. I was hard as a fucking rock now and I took my cock out and started grabbing it and loosening. If I had stroked I would have blown my load in a second, before the festivities even started. Uncle pushed his skinny body up from the wheelchair and moved over behind her. His spindly hands wandered over her back, around her buttocks and up to her round heavy tits. Those hands looked like giant flesh covered spiders as they moved around her. One of the hottest and most revolting things I'd ever seen. He released her and unbuttoned his jeans and pushed them to his knees. His dick was hard and straight and he spit into his hand and lubed the head. He walked behind her and drilled into her with one thrust. Stacy grunted and her eyes sprung open. She steadied herself by gripping the metal support for the porch covering. The whole think creaked and I wondered if the whole rusty box wouldn't come apart. But it held and she closed her eyes as Uncle Skeleton started to hammer away at her. I couldn't see if he was in her pussy or ass, her eyes opened like he bore into her asshole but I thought she would have at least screamed a little. Unless she had been reamed by him so many times she was that used to it. Wherever he was he was pumping her like a machine and her ass and hips were rippling with each jackhammer push. He titties were swing back and forth and his hands were gripping her hips like meat vises. I could see his fingers had dug into her flesh and her hips were keeping right where he wanted them. I had started stroking myself and true to my expectations I lasted less than three or four strokes and shot my wad right there. The explosion was so strong I had to put my hand out and hold myself against the tree. There was cum all over the front of the my pants and the tree. I hadn't had a jack off session like that since I was 12 but I didn't feel an ounce of shame. Watching what was going on in front of me tore my mind apart, I'd seen a lot of crazy things around the world but this was top of the list. I was amazed at this whole situation. Hearing grunting and I looked up in time to see the old man launch one final spear thrust into Stacy and sink deep, his teeth were bared and he had the angriest look on his face I had ever seen. His legs were shaking and he he was bouncing up and down against her ass, causing it to shake in all directions. He relaxed, pulled his cock out of her and stepped backward, collapsing into the wheelchair. He was huffing to breathe. Stacy released her grip, turned around and dropped to her knees. She quickly took his softening dick into her mouth and cleaned him off with long licks of her tongue and a final swallow of his cock into her mouth. He nodded his head up and down saying out loud, "You're a good bitch." It was more a chant than a statement. I looked down at the mess I had all over me and wanted her to walk over and clean me up too but I knew that wasn't going to happen. I looked around for anything to wipe by dick off with but couldn't find a thing so I just shoved the whole mess back into my pants. I saw Stacy stand up and grab her clothes and walk into the trailer. Uncle sat exhausted in the wheelchair. I was sure there wouldn't any further shows happening so I moved back into the woods and squished my way back to my truck. If this was going to keep up I would have to start bringing a clean up rag with me. I waited two days before I called Stacy. No, it wasn't some asshole dating game, I just wanted to get to the weekend before I saw her again. I called her Thursday but she didn't pick up. By Friday morning she still hadn't answered my message. This was weird but I didn't really know what to do. I couldn't go over to the trailer because I wasn't supposed to know exactly where she lived. I waited till Saturday night and then curiosity got the better of me and I drove over to the trailer park, hid my truck in a trail off the highway and walked through the woods until I was on the edge of the trailer park. It was dusk so I didn't actually leave the woods because there were still kids playing around and people milling about their trailers. I could see her trailer and there was nobody out front and it looked empty. I waited till it was dark and walked over to the trailer and looked inside the front window, nobody was home so I turned around and started heading back towards my truck in the woods. I really didn't know what I was going to do for the rest of my night, I had really come to depend on Stacy for a night of friendly fun and followed by salacious voyeurism. Something I never thought I could get into. Anyway I was halfway across the field when I heard gravel crunching and a truck behind me. I turned around and saw an old 80's beat up pick up truck pull up in front of Stacy's trailer. There were three people in the front and I jogged back to my most favorite tree in the whole world and hunched down in the shadows. The passenger side door opened and the interior light popped on. There was a 50 something year old dude sitting behind the driver's wheel, Stacy was sitting next to him and Uncle was sitting next to her. They were all crammed in the front seat. I could see she was wearing a white t-shirt and her hair looked pretty messed up and lipstick was smeared around her mouth. Uncle got out of the truck and with a cane started to slowly walk his way to the trailer. He moved slow and painfully as he started to climb the four steps to the porch. The dude behind the wheel was drinking a beer, he looked like one of those guys who used to lift weights and then quit. He had a flattop haircut and his face was lined with deep creases, he had lived a hard life. He turned towards Stacy and said something, she just looked at him for a moment and lowered her head down into his lap. Flattop guy leaned his head back and lit a cigarette. I could see her head rhythmically moving up and down and within a minute he stiffened, slammed his hand against the outside of the door and relaxed. Stacy sat up and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. She slid across the seat and closed the door. That's when I could see she didn't have any pants on. Just the t-shirt and some sandals. The back of the t-shirt was dirty and torn, she walked up the stairs and into the trailer. Flattops guys pulled out I walked back to my truck with a raging boner. Obviously Uncle had shared Stacy with Flattop Guy. I don't know why but the the thought of her riding between the two of them with no pants on brought up all kinds of fantasies in my head. They probably finger fucked her as they drove around, got more blow jobs from her, and judging from the back of her shirt, they fucked her somewhere on the ground. Maybe Uncle was paying a debt off with her or Flattop Guy was his best friend. The possibilities were endless and I mulled each one in my as they popped up in my head. I got back to my truck and had just started it when my phone rang. It was Stacy. Building a Pet Pt. 04 I picked up the phone, "Hey". "Hey. I see you called me a lot." "Yeah, I wondered of you wanted to hang out for the weekend." "You mean like spend the night at your place? Sure you bet!" Well, actually that wasn't what I meant. I had just been thinking of her going with me for a few hours of sex. But her voice was so desperate sounding and hopeful I couldn't say no. I mean I could have but I didn't... "Uh, yeah. I can be there in about half an hour..." I looked at the mess on the front of my jeans, "...umm, make that an hour." "Great, I'll get cleaned up and pack a bag." I wanted to tell her to not get cleaned up and meet me in the parking lot in her dirty t-shirt and sandals. Because fucking her just like I saw her earlier was a turn on. But that would have revealed my new voyeur hobby so I agreed to meet her in an hour. I drove back to my place, got cleaned up, and thought about what I could do with her for the next few days. All sorts of possibilities were growing on my head. When I got back to the trailer park she was already standing in the lot with a little gym bag in her hand. She got inside and I could smell fresh soap and her black hair was still damp from a shower. She had the nice dark red lipstick on I liked and she had even managed to do her eyes nice and dark. I was impressed. "You smell and look great" I said. She grinned a sideways mischievous grin at me, "That doesn't mean I want to stay clean all weekend." "Oh, that's not going to happen. I guarantee you that. In fact seeing you all clean makes me want to eat your pussy." She leaned in and purred, "Well,let's get going ." I drove out onto the interstate but immediately pulled into one of the rest stops. "What are we doing here?" She asked "I can't wait anymore." I leaned in and kissed her on the neck, "You're going to help me live out a fantasy." "Oh, am I?" Stacy's breathing was heavy and her large breasts heaved against the white button up blouse she wore. "Yeah, get out of the truck, take your skirt and panties off and walk over to that picnic table in the park. Lay down on top and spread your legs." "Are you crazy, somebody might see me." "I know. That's the best part. Just do it this once baby, I've always wanted to do this." Yeah ever since I thought it up about an hour ago. Stacy looked around the parking lot. There were a couple of cars pulled over and a large truck. They were all dark and the whole place looked deserted. But you never can tell who's lurking around a rest stop. Look who's talking. "What do you want me to do?" "Take your pants off, walk over to that picnic table over there, lay down and spread yur legs. I'll be right over there." I looked at her with a smile on my face and squeezed her knee, "Please baby? For me?" Stacy looked around the parking lot and got out of the truck and let her skirt drop to the ground. She was wearing a pair of mini black panties and she slipped those off too, being careful to pull them around the pumps she had on. She smiled half heartily at me and closed the door to the truck and started walking across the parking lot half naked. The picnic table was about 75 yards away in the dark and most of the parking lot was in the dark but she had to walk right underneath a light post that fully illuminated her. She looked magnificent as she walked across the parking lot, she was taking fast steps which caused her buttocks to shake and her wide hips were really swaying as she went. When she got to the grass she started to walk and stumbled a couple of times as her heels sunk into the grass. Once she was at the table she say down on the end and laid back, spreading her legs. Once she was settled I got out and walked over to her. I was hard a metal rod and I wanted to fuck her but I figured it was time to give her a little pleasure with no expectations. It's been my experience that making a woman cum just for her fun every once in a while pays big dividends in the future. When I got to her she was shaking a little and looking around the park. I smiled at her, "I can't think of a better midnight snack that some freshly cleaned pussy." She smiled back and I got down on my knees and dove right into her pussy. I like to eat pussy, a lot. It's one of my favorite things to do but eating a snatch that's just been washed and still smells like soap...that is the best time to do it. I starting flicking and licking her clit and when it was nice and round I started slowly sucking it and rolling it between by lips and tongue. My hands were gripping the sides of her hips and Stacy responded with small circles of her hips and she progressed to squeezing her ass cheeks and putting her shoes against the benches of the table and pushing upwards as hard as she could into my face. She tried to reach my head and pull me into her but she couldn't so I just increased my downward pressure on her mound as I when into into a rhythm of licking sucking and rolling. I heard her moaning and with seconds she orgasmed and arched her lower back, I never let my mouth off of her and kept sucking until she stopped her mini-pumping into my face and melted back down onto the top of the table. The heavy sigh was my cue that it was over, for now. I stood up and grabbed both of her meaty thighs and gave them a squeeze, she was muscular but there was a good layer of fat also. I stroked down to her knees and back up to her crotch, she felt wonderful. I took her hand and sat her up and I noticed she was glassy eyed and she smiled weakly at me. I could feel her cum all over my chin and I wiped it with the back of my hand. "Did you like that?" "Mmm Hmm. What wasn't there to like?" She started to lay back down on her back. "What are you doing" I asked. Though I knew exactly what she was doing, Stacy wasn't used to getting without giving so this when she expected me to fuck her. But that wasn't in the plan at all, at least for now. "Aren't you going to bang me?" She was resting on her elbows with a quizzical look on her face. I smiled. "Well yeah. Eventually. But for now now, you just helped me out with a nice fantasy I've always had. Let's go back to my place and carry on our game." Stacy stood up and staggered. I grabbed her shoulders to steady her and turned around to walk her back to my truck. Standing in front of me was one of the biggest men I had ever seen, casually smoking a cigarette and shadowed in the dark. There was a brief moment where we and Mr. Giant didn't move. he stepped forward out of the shadows. He was at least 6-10 and a good 350 pounds. He had a large scar running down the side of his face and his hair was long and looked like it hadn't seen the right side of a comb in about a decade. He spoke first, "Nice show." "Uh, thanks." Stacy had stepped behind me and was looking over my shoulder. I could feel her trembling body. I figured he must be the trucker because none of the other cars in the parking lot could have handled a guy of his size. His face was lined and cracked, he had lived a hard life. "I was wondering if I could get a piece." Stacy practically climbed up my back when he said this. All I could think was how I could stop him. "Um, look dude. We were just having some fun...you know between the two of us... and I don't feel like sharing her right now..." "Oh no bud, you got me wrong. I was thinking of you doing the same thing to me..." I have to admit I was kind of stunned. I never had a guy hit on me before, let alone when I just got done eating some chick out and she was standing behind me half naked. "That's not really my thing bud." "Well, look. Here's the deal, I need to get my rocks off somehow. And at this point it could be a goddamn cat but there's not even one of those here. So let's face it you're the only game in town so you might as well get used to the idea." He took another step forward and placed his hand on my shoulder and started pushing me towards the table. I knocked his hand off with my arm and before I could say some smart ass comment or even make a fist my world exploded into a very bright light and a searing pain shooting through my head. I was standing one second and the very next I was lifting my head up off the ground. I heard a scream and saw Stacy still standing there, half naked and her hands over her mouth. Mr. Giant lifted me up and I could feel my lips moving but I swear to God I had no idea what I was saying. My hearing came back and there was a high squeal inside my head. Mr. Giant was dragging me towards the picnic table when I heard a Stacy scream, "No! Don't! Fuck me!" I was dropped to the ground, on my knees, and I saw Stacy standing in from of the ogre. He walked over to her and towered over her. "What did you say?" "Fuck me instead. I'll be more fun than him, you just knocked the shit out of him and he can barely stand. Let me take care of you...I'm already and everything." With that Stacy reached across and firmly grabbed his crotch. "Well, if you haven't noticed, I'm not really into women." " fuck me up the ass if you want to, I don't care. Just don't hurt him again." Mr. Giant pondered this for a moment, "Fuck it, I don't care. I need to fucking cum into somebody. Let's go." Stacy walked over to the picnic table and turned around and bent over. She slowly spread her legs and rested her elbows on the table and gripped the edges. She looked over her shoulder at him and put her forehead on the table. At the same time Mr. Giant walked up behind her and in a quick movement had his cock out and he spread his legs to drop down in line with her hips. He gave a swift crack of is hand across her ass, sending ripples through the buttocks. "Stick it out there bitch." Stacy dropped her hips down, and punched her ass up and her pussy lips pointed out right at his dick. I wondered if she was trying to entice him with her snatch instead but if she was it failed. He reached down with those massive hands and spread her ass cheeks apart and positioned his dick against her rectum. He dropped a huge glob of spitt into his hand and wiped it over his erect member. He spread her big ham ass apart and plunged into her. I heard her squeal and grunt and her hands gripped the table with her forearm muscles bulging out. Mr. Giant started pumping into her and she must have opened a lot wider somehow because he started pumping her like he was railing her pussy. I could hear the slap of him against her ass and she was whispering a chant of "Oh god, oh god, oh god...please" over and over. He went faster and she pushed her forehead harder against the table. She was baring her teeth and her legs were shaking like they were about to collapse. I tried to stand up but my eyesight swan and my legs went down again. I was looking at them with my head on the ground, sideways. Suddenly Mr. Giant pushed into her and held...he groaned and collapsed on top of her over the table. He pulled out and pushed himself back into his pants. Stacy remained bent over the table, her forehead still pressed into the wood. Giant walked over and picked me up and pulled me, with one fucking hand, up to the table and sat me down on it next to her. "Thanks guys. That was nice." He gave Stacy a slap on her ass and strolled away back between the bushes he came from. After a minute she stirred and I had put my head back on my shoulders so I walked her back to the truck and she got in without bothering to put her clothes back on. We drove back to my place and I parked in front. In my fantasy I was going to have her walk to the front door naked from about a half block away and wait at the front door for me and I would drive up. As it were we both limped inside, her half naked and me half in the bag from one punch. I took her to my couch and she collapsed onto it. We hadn't said much but she told me she was OK and wanted to rest. I went into my bathroom to check on the damage to the side of my head. It was swollen like a melon and my ear lobe was covered in dried blood. I walked back to Stacy and she was fast asleep. I started to swoon and crumpled into the chair across from her and the last thing I saw was her sleeping, wearing a filthy white blouse and a pair of white pumps.