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Dolly

By: clairepenn



This woman was the perfect target, blonde, attractive, young and walking alone down a dimly-lit street. Dirk wondered if she'd heard about him--the stories of his conquests had been splattered in the papers for weeks--and if she did, how dared she walk down HIS street? He hadn't seen a lone female here for over a week and his cock was killing him. Dirk's dark soul emanated putrid delight as he crept up on the woman, then grabbed her from behind.

To Dirk's surprise, the woman didn't struggle. She just stood there, calmly. Her heart rate hadn't even increased. When he took his hand off her mouth and spun her around, she looked at him with a blank expression. "You have chosen the wrong victim." So she had heard about him. Fucking cunt! His cock grew hard, not so much over the sex he would have but the excitement of breaking this bitch, making her beg for mercy and not giving it to her. Dirk forced her into the alleyway and slammed her against a wall. She flinched a bit out of pure reflex, but never lost her composure. "You are making a mistake, but if you stop now you can still be redeemed."

Dirk slapped her and blood trickled from the side of her mouth. Still she did not cower. He ripped her shirt open, tore off her bra, and grabbed one of her tits. "You are getting closer to the point of no return," she warned. "You cannot follow the Evil Ones and expect to never suffer the consequences."

"SHUT THE FUCK UP, BITCH!" With a meaty slap, he forced her to the ground, lifted her skirt up, and tore her panties off. No way was she not going to scream now. He plunged into her, shoving her face into the concrete as he violently thrust in and out. Her response was nil but Dirk loved forcing her, anyway. Maybe he'd knocked the bitch out and she couldn't scream. He climaxed quickly and blood trickled out of her opening along with his semen. Still, he was really pissed off. He'd wanted her to beg him to stop, like the rest of them had done. There was one other thing he could do to make her beg. He pulled a knife out of his boots, then pulled the woman up by her hair and dragged her to the wall. She simply stared at him, her eyes and face devoid of expression. He held the knife to her throat.

The knife dropped out of his hand and he watched, mesmerized, as it fell to the ground and the long blade rattled, gleaming in the streetlights, the clattering metal calling out to him. He wanted to swim in the silver depths, allow the thick metallic liquid to engulf him. He perched himself on a rooftop and dove in, reveling in the sensation of sound giving way to silence as he broke beneath the mirrored surface. But now he could not move his limbs. He was drowning, struggling to cough up the fire water destroying his lungs and stopping his air. The silver sea was made of blades, cutting at his throat. Blood poured out of the gash and from his mouth and nostrils. He could no longer call out, having no dying breath.

Dirk was sitting on the ground, immobile, and the woman was looking at him. Amazingly, the wounds he had inflicted upon her body were gone, her clothes neat and tidy. She smiled, the first time he had seen any emotion creep across her face. "I gave you the chance to redeem yourself, Dirk Kentowski," she told him. "If you had let me go, your nightmare would have ended. Instead, it is only just beginning. So the spirits have decreed, and so it will come to pass." His desire to kill her had evaporated and been replaced by an icy fear, though he had no idea what he was afraid of. She turned to go. Her movements were so fluid, so graceful, that it appeared she floated above the ground.

He could do nothing but stare straight ahead. He had no idea how much time had passed when an intense fatigue overwhelmed him and a voice inside himself told him to go home. Walking was a tortuous chore. Each time Dirk took a step he felt as though he had to wrench his feet out of the hands of some demon clawing at his ankles. When he arrived at his squalid basement apartment, Dirk collapsed just steps inside and knew no more.

Another drop of muddy water splashed in his eyes and he awoke, sputtering. His face was thoroughly wet. A new crack had formed in the ceiling and water could be heard running in the apartment upstairs. Dirk cursed his neighbor and moved the slop bucket from the last place where a leak had sprung. Then he moved to the tiny bathroom and splashed fresh water on his face. His hands froze, then moved over silky soft skin and a face that seemed to have lost its definition. It had to be his imagination. Dirk toweled the water out of his eyes before looking in the mirror.

He gasped and the towel fell to his feet. The reflection was definitely him, but the face was more a boy's than a man's. The stubble he had expected was mere peach fuzz, thin and light peach fuzz, not even noticeable unless he stared at a close-up view. His features had softened remarkably. His eyebrows were thinner and his lashes longer, just like his hair, which had lightened from brown to dark blonde and was now just above his shoulder. His face was almost a different shape, no longer square but angular, and it matched the neck. Where the Hell was his Adam's Apple? A yelp escaped his full lips and sounded more like a high-pitched shriek. Dirk clasped his hands around his mouth, thin hands with long fingers and perfectly manicured nails!

Terrified to make another sound, Dirk stripped completely and examined every inch of his body in the mirror. All of his "parts" seemed to be in order, but the same transformation that had occurred in his face echoed throughout his body. He looked more a boy than a man. His once-proud 9 1/2-incher was now a 6 at best, and his balls had also shrunken. His pubic hair was still there, but it was different somehow, the texture indescribably altered. His feet were smaller too, his skin as soft as a newborn's bottom.

Dirk slapped himself, shrieking again. He was still there. He slapped himself again and again, drawing blood from the corner of his mouth, and HE WAS STILL THERE. Not since he was a small boy had he wanted to cry, and now he was having trouble holding it back. Numbly, he stepped into the shower and replayed the previous night's events in his head.

"So the spirits have decreed, and so it will come to pass."

He forced himself not to drop the soap even though his entire body shook with fear. Never had he feared a woman, but he kept seeing the blonde woman's face, smiling at him, then cackling. He began singing to himself in an effort to rid his mind of the woman, but the voice that emerged came from an alien whose tone was several pitches higher than his. He stopped the singing quickly. When he emerged from the shower and stood in front of his closet, he found that he didn't much like the jeans and tee-shirts there. He wanted something more colorful, something nicer to the touch...NO! His mind screamed at itself. He had to go for a walk, maybe get the paper. Yes, that always made him feel good, reading about his exploits on the front page.

On his way to the newsstand he passed a construction site. Several very large men with hardhats were whistling at someone. Dirk turned to see what it was that had attracted their attention, then felt horror creeping up his spine when he realized they were yelling at him. He definitely looked like a man, but his hair and features had made him a very effeminate man. "Hey, girly girl!" the burly man with the sledgehammer yelled, grabbing his crotch. Grabbing that huge bulge in his crotch, that huge throbbing cock just wanting to be sucked....Dirk shrieked again and ran away to a renewed chorus of catcalls and propositions.

His heart was pounding in his throat by the time he reached the newsstand. When the young male clerk made hand contact while taking Dirk's money, Dirk felt an electric shock in his crotch and salivated. Quickly, he headed for the "safety" of his apartment, grateful that he had no job to go to. Thank God and Uncle Sam for welfare. He took a shortcut so as not to go past the construction site again, a shortcut that led him back where he had raped the blonde the night before. He shivered even though it was well over 80 degrees and gasped for air.

There was no mention of him in the paper. Dirk was puzzled. Had the woman not reported it? Maybe not...He didn't want to think about THAT WOMAN!! He turned his attention back to the paper. A department store was having a large menswear sale. All men's underwear was 50% off through Thursday. Dirk studied the tight young male models grinning at him from the ad supplement, thrusting their hips forward discreetly, yet very suggestively. One blond man in particular was down on one knee, his hand halfway down his thigh, just wanting to touch that big bulge bursting through that thong...Before Dirk knew it, he had his dick out and was jerking off in the direction of the underwear model. He closed his eyes and imagined the man's lips wrapped around his cock, then his own lips wrapped around the model's, then the model bending him over and thrusting in and out, pumping wildly and moaning as he came right into Dirk's lovely little pussy...

The paper was splattered with Dirk's cum before he realized he had been imagining himself with a pussy. But it didn't matter to him so much, not now. The fatigue was coming over him again. He had to lie down on the couch. He had to rest. His eyelids fluttered and the last thing he saw before dozing off was the blonde woman, wrinkling her nose at the soiled newspaper, then smiling once again.

"So the spirits have decreed, and so it will come to pass."

It was nearly 8 p.m. before Dirk awoke again. His shirt was too tight, its fabric confining his chest...

Dirk screamed and ran into the bathroom. There were two mounds under his shirt, huge ones. Dirk tore off the shirt and a pair of perfectly-molded breasts with lovely pink nipples sprang out. Dirk touched the nipples and sent shockwaves through his body. It felt good to touch himself, but it would be even better if a man were doing it, he thought, especially if the man were fucking him at the same time! Dirk's mind screamed again but he could not perish his thoughts. He still had his cock, but it was unbearably hard and he knew the only thing that would relieve it would be another cock.

The closet looked as though it belonged to another person, a female person. Instead of jeans and t-shirts there were pretty skirts and sexy dresses and nylons and stockings and garter belts. The underwear drawer was brimming with matching bra and panty sets in his size. Dirk was repulsed by his actions and felt as though he would vomit, yet he could not stop the intense urge to slip on those clothes. He loved the feeling of the silk and lace against his soft, flawless skin, the pressure of the underwire underneath his heavy breasts and the satin teasing his hard little nipples. The make-up he found in the bright, colorful purse was just divine! He spent a good half-hour in front of the mirror, primping and combing and taking great care in making himself beautiful. His subconscious was rebelling at his every move, yet he could not stop. And there was one more thing he could not stop: the hunger. The hunger for a cock, for hot cum in his mouth and in his ass, for a cock in his mouth and another in his ass, maybe while a third man sucked him off.

Dirk hobbled for a few minutes in his spiked heels before getting the hang of them. Mechanically, he drove to a part of town he knew of but had never visited and walked into a bar he would have been tempted to set explosives in only a day before. It was all men, everything from masculine muscle men to outrageous drag queens. The drag queens didn't interest Dirk. He made a beeline for the construction guy he had seen earlier that day. The construction man and his two big friends greeted Dirk warmly and asked his name.

"Dolly," was the answer, though Dirk had no idea where the name had come from. Dolly wanted to fuck the hell out of these men. Dirk wanted to run. Dirk wanted to vomit. Dirk wanted to die. But Dolly was in control and she wasn't about to give up her power.

There were private rooms in a cordoned-off area of the club. That's where Dolly went with her three new friends, Jim, Larry, and Burt. Dolly salivated as the big men peeled her clothes off and let her remove theirs, exposing their well-toned physiques with bulging muscles and huge, fat cocks to match. Dolly got down on her knees and Burt put his cock in her mouth, telling her how great it felt when she began to suck it, reveling in the taste of Burt's pre-cum and wanting more. She sucked Burt while Jim sucked her cock and Larry got behind her and rubbed his shaft against her back as he fondled her tits. They all took turns, switching places until Dolly had tasted each one of their cocks and they had tasted hers.

Then it was time for the real fun. Dolly deep-throated Larry as Jim parted her virgin asshole and plunged in, moaning and yelping as he drilled her with his enormous dick. The room spun as Larry's cock twitched and Dolly knew she would cum. Thick hot liquid blasted into her mouth and into her ass at the same time. Dolly lapped up every drop of Larry's cum as Burt prepared to take his turn with her. He thrust his cock into the same cum-filled hole Jim had just pulled out of, and he leaned over to jack Dolly off as he drilled her. Dolly was a wildwoman, screaming and bucking and meeting every one of Burt's thrusts until they finally came together, he into her ass and she onto his hand.

By the time Dolly stumbled out of the club, Dirk felt the demons clutching as his ankles again, trying to pull him underground. He wished they would. He wanted to give into them, to die, to end this Hell now. He couldn't even vomit. His stomach just retched over and over. And once again, the moment Dirk stumbled into his apartment he fell to the floor and into a deep, dreamless sleep, cum still dripping out onto his silk panties. And again he saw the blonde woman. She patted his head and stroked his long, thick hair.

"So the spirits have decreed, and so it will come to pass."

The next morning, Dirk knew his cock was gone. He could tell. It no longer strained against his panties. Dirk had often imagined about what it would have been like to have his very own tits and cunt. He imagined masturbating them in a frenzy. But instead he felt an unspeakable horror. His cock was gone, replaced by these alien organs that he hated and adored at the same time. He reached for his purse and pulled out a wallet. There was his picture on the driver's license, or at least the picture that was him now. The address was the same, but the name was different.

Dolly Walling.

Dirk Kentowski had ceased to exist. The world had lost track of him. Even the mail that had piled up for the past couple of days was addressed to Dolly. Dolly's voice was on the answering machine. Every scrap of paper had Dolly's handwriting on it, not Dirk's. Sure, there were still people around who remembered Dirk, but Dirk had disappeared rather suddenly a little over a week before, right after the police had questioned him about the serial rapes occurring in his neighborhood. No one knew where Dirk was and no one cared. Everyone who had known him wished him dead, anyway. And the only person who knew Dirk's "whereabouts" wasn't telling anyone. Dolly had been born and she loved her new life, especially men. Dolly loved men and loved fucking them. She had an insatiable sexual appetite.

Dolly spent her days playing with her pussy, using the many sex toys she had in a special trunk. Often she would use two dildos on herself at once, one in her pussy and the other in her ass, but nothing was as good as a cock in her pussy and another in her ass. She indulged in that often, too. Her nights were spent hunting for men to fuck, then bringing them back to her apartment to enjoy. The more men she had, the better. Dolly would get down on all fours and let five or six men gangbang her, taking their turns at her pussy and ass even as she continued to suck cock. It turned her on to have cum from all those different men dripping out of her hole, and she could have an infinite number of orgasms.

During each session, Dirk was inside Dolly's body, screaming and begging for Dolly to stop, but Dolly laughed at Dirk. Fuck Dirk. She liked being able to keep him in line the same way she kept all of her men in line. Dirk threatened to kill Dolly's body, but Dolly wouldn't let him control her limbs. She would have a knife in her hand, cutting vegetables for dinner, and she would laugh as Dirk futilely tried to make her hand bring the knife to her wrist. Dirk tried to get Dolly to pick up the gun she kept for protection and put it to her own head, but she laughed at those attempts, too.

Two months of Hell had passed for Dirk before he saw that blonde BITCH again. Actually, after he called her a bitch he felt more afraid than ever. He knew she heard him even though he had been unable to make the sounds come out of Dolly's mouth. The woman arrived at the apartment and Dolly greeted her warmly, with a kiss. Dolly's pussy twitched and Dirk knew Dolly wanted to fuck the woman, too. Dirk knew he should have been happy about that, but the woman repulsed him so much, sex revolted him so much now that he'd been forced to endure it for so long, that the once-erotic thought of a lesbian encounter filled him with a new sense of dread.

The blonde spoke to Dirk as Dolly began to finger her lovely, flawless pink pussy. "I warned you, Dirk Kentowski. You had a choice that night. Had you not attacked me, the Spirits of Light would have flooded your body and exorcised the Evil Ones you embraced for so long. You could have just let me go that night. Rather, you could have just let my spirit go." The blonde threw her head back and moaned as Dolly played with her engorged clit. "You see, Dirk, you didn't even hurt my body, the way you hurt my sister's. You remember my sister, right Dirk? She was your eighth victim. You beat her almost to death and left her body in a trashcan. A homeless man found her. She was in a coma for two weeks. She still walks with a limp from the brain damage you gave her. It will take some time for me to heal her."

Dirk used to feel turned on when thinking about his victims, but not now. He knew now what it was to be forced, to have your power taken away, to have not just your body violated, but your soul. "There were nine of them before I stopped you, Dirk. Nine women who did nothing to you. But you had to listen to the Evil Ones who told you to hurt them."

The blonde was naked now, and Dolly suckled on her nipples while thrusting her favorite dildo in and out of her lesbian lover. The blonde heard Dirk as he screamed apologies and begged for mercy, but she paid him no heed. She was enjoying her orgasms too much and she knew Dirk just wanted the sex to stop. She pushed Dolly's head between her legs and moaned as Dolly probed every pink petal, every sweet fold and crevice, before taking the little knob in her mouth and making the blonde squeal with pleasure. Now Dolly was tongue-fucking the blonde and the blonde was thinking about how sweet Dolly's pussy was going to taste even as her own need continued to build, finally releasing in an incredible burst of warm wetness that left the blonde screaming Dolly's name.

Dirk just felt violated once again. Once again, he hadn't wanted to do this and he'd been made to. "I'm sorry! I'M SO FUCKING SORRY!!!" he screamed, but the blonde just laughed and licked her lips as Dolly stripped in front of her. "I promise I'll be different if you just let me come back."

The blonde took her time on Dolly's nipples before deciding to answer Dirk. "Even if I wanted to do that, I cannot. This is the only way your soul can be redeemed, Dirk." She positioned herself in between Dolly's legs and took a long, loving lick. "Mmmmmmm. You will live in this body until it dies, Dirk, and it will not die for a long, long time. It is the only way your soul can be made clean again, the only way the spirits will ever forgive you. So the spirits have decreed, and so it will come to pass." She dove in and ate Dolly's pussy with great skill, reveling in the taste of girl-cum. Dirk wept as orgasm after orgasm racked Dolly's body and fed her carnal appetite. Each wave of pleasure for her was a hot poker being shoved up inside him, ripping his organs apart.


Dolly



Ever get in those moods when crazy things happen when you write? I hope you enjoy and appreciate the absolute bizarre writings that come from the place I like to think of as my mind.

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Yeah I fucked it. Of course, I did. That's what it's for, right? I mean, who wouldn't? Wasn't even that bad. Yeah, yeah, I know, but who cares. In many respects, it was better. No bitching. No complaints about foreplay or not lasting long enough. Who needs that shit? I sure as hell don't.

This could work. Why wouldn't it? Who's to tell me how to live my life. I'm a big boy. I can make my own decisions. Yeah. I'm going to do this. Imagine that. Never thought I would make a commitment. But, then again, this is different. Hell, this might even be great!

I know she has a name. Must have misplaced it. Hell, does it matter? Wouldn't be the first chick I've fucked and forgotten her name. What's a name anyway? I think I'll call her Dolly. Yeah. That sounds good. Intimate, even. Plus, it suits her. And I know she won't mind. Why would she? 

*****

Gawd, I hate shopping. But I did tell Dolly I would pick her up a few things. Normally, I balk at doing this. Let her pick up her own shit. I mean, women usually know their sizes better than us. I'm here now, so might as well just get it done. Lets see. What will look good on her. I'm kind of partial to her being naked at all times, but I guess she does deserve something nice to wear. Hmmm. This little number looks hot. Yeah. Dolly looks great in red. Nice little spaghetti straps. Low-cut. Mid-thigh range. Perfect. I'll take it. Can't wait to get home and see the little woman in it. 

Don't know why I bother. That damn red slip was only on her a minute before I tore it off. Like I said, I prefer her naked. And that Dolly, she likes to please me. I love to watch her lying next to me before I fall asleep. So peaceful. That just fucked look on her face. She really is a beauty. Golden blonde hair. Impeccable make-up. The right bumps in all the right places. And the best part, she never says no. Sex on demand. Is there anything better?

Maybe I'll take her once more tonight. This time give it to her good. Even I'll admit, I did come a little quick last time. But damn, I was horny, and she looked so good. Couldn't help myself. Yeah. Think I'll give her a bit more. How about it, Dolly? You up for another round of bury the bone? That's a girl. I knew you wouldn't let me down. Spread those legs, babe, I'm climbing aboard. 

*****

John wants to go grab a beer. Do I want to? I was really planning on getting home to Dolly. Kind of missed her today. But what's a drink? She won't mind. Not like we had anything planned for tonight. Yeah. I deserve to go out for a drink with my buds. Why not? I work hard. Put food on the table. Keep a roof over her head. I'm entitled. It's not like she can complain. What does she do all day? Lie around watching the television more than likely. 

Now that I think of it, why the hell shouldn't I? Not like I'll get home and supper will be waiting on the table. Yeah. That will teach her. Better start appreciating me more. I'm nobody's whipping boy, that's for sure. Hey, John! Wait up, man. Sure I'll go for that drink. The old lady can manage on her own for a night.

*****

What a waste last night was. Three damn hours at the hospital and all for nothing. Ended up coming home without even seeing a doctor. Bastards! And Dolly was hurt too. But don't worry, I patched her up myself. Good as new. 

Who needs the damn doctors. I can't even describe to you the looks we got last night. Pure disdain. What the fuck do they know anyway? Discrimination, I tell you! Fine by me though. I saved myself a lot of cash tending to Dolly myself. According to her, I did a damn find job too. Gawd, I love that woman.

We do have to be more careful though. As much as we love the rough stuff, Dolly can't always take it. I told her she was getting fragile in her old age. Somehow, she didn't think that was funny. I probably shouldn't have bugged her, she was looking a little deflated. I'll be more considerate in the future. She's special to me and I do want her around for a long time. A little spoiling is in order tonight. Yeah, that's what I'll do. She'll love it.

*****

Comments welcomed if you want more. Just remember, my mind is a scary place indeed!



Dolly



Even though I'm 20, for as long as I can remember, I have lived with my Aunt Bettie. There are pictures on the piano in the living room of a tall somber man and a petite sad woman. Those people are my parents. I know this only because Aunt Bettie sometimes tells their story. I am a part of their story, but when Aunt Bettie describes me, small, wrapped in a white blanket from the hospital, with no hair at all, it is like hearing a story about Cinderella or Sleeping Beauty. Those are stories that everyone knows, but everyone knows they aren't really true.

Aunt Bettie married Uncle Gus when I was a very small girl. At their wedding, I wore tiny satin slippers encrusted with rhinestones that I called diamonds. I wore a white dress, tied at the waist with a large creamy bow, and a white straw hat sat atop my head. Aunt Bettie liked to say that I was the perfect little Dolly that day—and the name stuck. So now whenever Aunt Bettie or Uncle Gus need me, they call, "Dolly!" or "Doll Baby!" 

Now that I'm back from college, it seems like night is when they need me most. One or the other will call me from my bed, and I'll stumble out into the hall and make the journey from my room to theirs. When it was just Aunt Bettie, she never called for me at night, when it was dark, and there wasn't a light anywhere in the house or outside on the street. Things changed when she married Uncle Gus.

When I come to their room, they smile at me, and wrap me up in their arms with hugs that I never seem to get during the day. Aunt Bettie's mouth is always warm as she kisses my forehead and cheeks, then whispers to Uncle Gus, "Have you ever seen anything so lovely?"

"No, can't say I have," Gus likes to say, "And I hope I never will. You're a looker Doll Baby."

Gus gets the pillows ready, propping them up against the headboard so that Aunt Bettie can lie on her back, her dark hair spread out beneath her, as she opens her legs wide. The dark hair between her legs reminds me of spiders, their dark legs tangled against the creamy white of her inner thighs. Gus helps me with my nightie, arms up, then it slides up and over my head, and the air rushes around my body and I feel so cold. 

It is my job to lie on top of Bettie. I lie on my back, her skin warm against my back, my head resting on her shoulder, so I can hear her breath against my cheek. She strokes my hair and says in a voice that is like taffy, "Go on, Dolly, open up." She wants me to open my legs as wide as they will go. She wants me to hook my feet around her legs. "Good girl," she whispers when I'm done. 

I'm most conscious now of the air between my legs. I keep this part of my body covered, my thighs clenched together, unless Aunt Bettie or Uncle Gus call from their room at night, and the sensation of cold air against my skin feels foreign. I am a different creature at night, sprawled across Aunt Bettie's body, her soft breasts pushing into my back, my feet hooked around her legs, her fingers stroking my hair as if I were one of the kittens that play under the house. I can't see Uncle Gus, but I can feel his hands, big and warm, as they run alongside the inside of my legs, up my thighs, and onto my belly.

"Tell him," Aunt Bettie will whisper, knowing when we are all ready, "Be a good girl and tell him."

Somehow this is the hardest part. I should know these lines by now, having starred in this play so many times before. The words are stuck, just above my belly, and some thread of indifference wants to keep them there, wants them to be cajoled out of me. Aunt Bettie knows that she'll have to stroke my hair awhile, kiss my cheek, and promise me favors before I'll speak. Uncle Gus grows impatient, I can feel it in the way he settles on the edge of the bed, resigned to wait for me to finish the game.

"Uncle Gus," I stutter, "I want you."

"Now that's more like it!" Gus crows, moving up on the bed, getting on his knees between our outstretched legs.

"Come on, Dolly," Aunt Bessie whispers as she kisses my cheek, "Tell him what you want."

"What do you want old Uncle Gus to do?" he'll say, almost laughing the words, finding humor in the situation as much as he finds lust.

"I want you to fuck me," I say, thinking my voice sounds different. It is high-pitched and light, like a little feather, that floats up for a moment, then gently finds it way back to the ground. Not my everyday voice, at all.

"You want me to what?" Uncle Gus booms, patting my belly.

"Tell him," Aunt Bettie urges.

"Fuck me," I say, a little louder now, the last of my part in this charade.

"Well, then, if that's what you want," Uncle Gus says, rubbing my belly now, with his big, dry palm, "That's what you're gonna get. Ain't nothin' too good for my Dolly."

"She wants it, Gus, she asked for it," Aunt Bettie chimes, as if we are in church on Sunday agreeing with the preacher.

With that, Uncle Gus leans down over us, his arms tense and knotted, one fist on the bed to the left of us and the other fist clenched on the right—his body hovering over us, but not touching our skin. He looks down and lowers himself to give Aunt Bettie her kisses...I listen to the sound of their lips moving together, the wet sounds, like licking, suckling. Then Uncle Gus raises his head up and looks down at me and smiles, "You, too, Doll baby."

He kisses my mouth, his lips seem so big, that I wonder if they are swollen. I kiss him back, though we don't make the same noises that Aunt Bettie and he make. The very first time, this was called a kissing lesson, and Uncle Gus said it would be good for me to know what to do when the love of my life came a calling. Now Uncle Gus's mouth leaves my lips and he finds my right nipple, and he begins to lick. He rubs his tongue over the nipple over and over, as if licking a lollipop, before moving on to the other. My Aunt Bettie coos, "Now Dolly, don't you just love that?"

Do I? I wonder, feeling the hard rock rub against me as he moves his body, feel it pressing against my thigh, feel it against my belly. I know that soon that hard rock will be inside me, moving back and forth, and I can feel my body beginning to ache . No matter how many times I'm called into this room, this bed, my body always rejoices at what takes place.

Uncle Gus always enters Aunt Bettie first, sliding in and out of her, making her move her hips, which automatically move mine because I'm lying on top of her. He moves in and out, thrusting hard, and I can hear the sound, knowing he'll slowly slide himself out of her, hard and wet with her juice, and then slide himself into me. When it is time, he positions the tip of his cock against the entrance to my body, and Aunt Bettie grinds up against me, making me move. I know that Aunt Bettie is my teacher and I need to do as she does for everything to work. So I begin to thrust, wiggling my hips, raising my hips, trying to swallow Uncle Gus just as he tries to plunge inside of me. After awhile, our hard work brings a sudden popping sound and a rush as his cock slides into me, opening me up as it travels to the very back of my pussy. He can hardly stand it, he always groans, because I am like a vice, milking him, drawing his seed. Then he begins to thrust, just as he did with Bettie, and we all three move together, our voices mixing together in a loud thunder of sound. I do not sound human, his hard cock moving in and out of me, Aunt Bettie licking at my ears, whispering to me, and Uncle Gus's mouth open like a massive cave as he shouts out his pleasure.

Then, Gus pulls out of me, and pushes his cock back into Aunt Bettie, but he leans down and kisses me, his tongue filling my mouth, until he pulls out of her and slides back into me, back and forth, back and forth. My body doesn't want to let go of him when he pulls out—I find myself hating Aunt Bettie in those moments when she gasps and Uncle Gus pushes back into her. I imagine sometimes that Gus calls me into his room and Aunt Bettie isn't there...and I get to feel him until he collapses, filling me up with his creamy, white foam...without sharing.

"Oh, Jesus," Gus groans suddenly, pulling out of Aunt Bettie and plunging into me. Aunt Bettie's hands are on my hips, guiding me, helping me to move against him. In moments, his body goes stiff and I can feel a warm stream inside of me. 

Exhausted, we sleep.



Dolly



He was in a downward spiral. He understood that. It had started with his separation, an escalation in his depression, the loss of his job, and now a slow steady alcoholism fed by the proximity of his favorite dive bar to his new, cheaper, crappier apartment. The highlight of what had become his life was the short plump little bartender that served him his first couple of cocktails until the night shift came on and she switched to server. The fact that Stephanie switched to waiting tables was probably saving him from his final descent into darkness, as he didn't particularly like the tall, artificially hot brunette with fake tits and tattooed arms that replaced her. 

The first time he hit on Stephanie he wasn't serious and she laughed it off. He had his last two drinks thinking he would have actually liked it if she had taken him up on it. He left and jacked off thinking about her immense tits.

He held off flirting with her for a few days. Or she held off flirting with him, it was hard to tell. It was a Friday night when she actually teased him about his proposition earlier in the week. She pointed out that he was more than twice her age and twenty years older than her boyfriend. 

He suggested he knew things her boyfriend didn't and that she should give it a try. 

She laughed, "He gets me off just fine." She replied, as if that was enough.

"Well, that's good then." He smiled back at her. "You know what though, if you ever get tired of giving a blow job and then getting a quickie doggie style, you let me know."

She looked at him funny and he cashed out. He was going to have a couple more but the snotty brunette seemed even snottier than normal so he wandered out. There was another bar across the corner. He thought he would give it a try.

A new place brought on new faces. Some of them were familiar but the crowd was older and he fit in. He settled into the end of the bar, ordered a sandwich and a beer and figured to settle in. It was Friday after all, and not his weekend with the kids. He really had nothing better to do.

He watched as the older Happy Hour crowd transitioned to the younger Friday Night live music group. He flirted with a haggard woman who had chain-smoked herself into leather skin and a dry hoarse voice. She suggested they might move on to her place but she was as smashed as he was and insisted she would drive them. He had very few principles left but not drinking and driving was one of them. He let her depart on her own and contemplated paying up and walking home. He would have too until he saw her greeting friends at the far end of the Horseshoe shaped bar. When the bartender came to him, rather than asking for the check, he sent a round to the small group gathered around her.

She actually asked him to join them. It was unexpected but appreciated. He hadn't drunk with a group in a good long while. Stephanie went by Steph. Her roommate, Molly Drew went by Dolly Mew and it inspired some mild flirting regarding kittens. Where Stephanie was a freckled blond, Dolly was a pale skinned brunette. They had the same immense breasts and broad asses. They each had a belly that spilled out a bit over their Jeans. He proceeded to get drunk above and beyond his usual slow steady buzz as the girls ordered shots and beers and he kept pace. He met Stephanie's boyfriend and settled into the stool beside Dolly. She ordered a shot that tasted of cream of something and chocolate and he suggested how much he would prefer to do a sweet shot like that by pouring it down her tit and licking it from her nipple. Dolly thought that it sounded sticky and messy. He said it wouldn't be after he licked her entire body. She giggled and said okay.

He was, more than anything surprised. He called for the check. Stephanie and her boyfriend were shooting pool. He suspected Dolly wanted to make some sort of statement but maybe she just waned to kiss him because as soon as it was decided they were leaving together she had taken to slipping her pierced tongue into his mouth at every opportunity. She kissed aggressively and liked to grip his thigh as she did. He had been doing okay with women. He had come across a few women in there forties in the last few months that were lonely enough that they didn't mind his drunken broke ass. They didn't throw him away after one night but it seldom lasted three.

Walking out of the bar and across the street to his complex he tried to walk behind her. He loved the curve of her fat ass. He had to admit, in the bar he found her cute but she didn't have the softness, the sweetness that Stephanie had. He liked her eyes though, and her nearly alabaster skin. As they walked her shirt liked to slip up, revealing the fleshy roll of skin above the waist of her Jeans. They climbed the stairs to his apartment and as he fished out his keys, she attacked him again with her lips and tongue.

It was a furious dive into the apartment from there. He pulled her T-shirt off as she undid his pants. Clothes went this way and that as her fat little belly and ass spilled out of her clothes. 

"This is so wrong. You could be my Father," she managed to say between kissing him and groping him.

"You like it. You should call me Daddy."

"Yes Daddy." She grinned from ear to ear. "Fuck me Daddy. Where's a condom."

"Fuck."

"Really? You don't have any."

"I don't um. I don't have many women..."

"We could, I mean, I'm just not on anything."

"Fuck. Oh fuck no."

"You don't want to put a baby in me?" she laughed at him.

"Lie back. I want that pussy." She collapsed back in the couch.

Holy shit, he thought to himself, as he tasted her. She was so fucking young she did taste like strawberries. Okay, maybe not strawberries but cantaloupe. He spread her lips with his fingers and she squeaked as he tickled at her lips and clit with the tip of his tongue. Her belly shook and she grasped at her fat little knees holding herself spread open for him. 

"Yes Daddy, yes, yes, yes, yes... she went on. The longer he pleased her the sweeter she tasted and he knew his tongue and jaw would cramp up before he was satisfied with eating the sweet little young pussy. She went silent and threw her head back and the juices flowed from her down his chin. She gasped for breath as she came. 

"Stop. Oh god. Stop." She pressed his head away and would have broken free if he weren't just that much larger than she was. His fingers slid into her and he rose up to her pressing his mouth to her. "No." she tried to close her mouth.

"Yes." He forced his tongue into her mouth. "Taste your sweet pussy." She gave him and kissed him back. She was slow at first but his fingers worked her tight hole and her legs parted and her tongue moved into his mouth.

"Spread them for me again."

"I can't" she mumbled but her legs parted and after stopping just long enough to suck on one of her large tits he went down on her again, this time, licking her clit with his fingers, first one, then two, pressed into her.

"Stop. I can't." she begged but he didn't stop and she didn't push him away. He felt her pussy tightening around his fingers and he pulled out the two he had been using to wet his pinky finger in her wet pussy. He licked at her lips and licked at his finger before moving lower. 

"Spread your legs for me. Spread wide."

"Yes, Daddy," she cooed, spreading for him. His tongue moved down to her tight little asshole. She was so young it was hairless and he worked the tip of his tongue around her.

"Open that pussy for me." He told her again

"Are you? I've never..."

"Never what?" he asked slipping his wet pinky into her ass. 

"Fuck." She exclaimed, her eyes pressing shut. He entered her pussy now with his fore finger and index, filling her tight little holes before pressing his tongue and mouth down on her clit. The sounds she made were guttural and he forked his fingers faster, fucking her holes as he ate her. She started again with the squeaks and then the "yes, yes, yes, yes," before finally her belly rolled and she cried out for him to stop. She struggled to close her legs but was stopped by his broad shoulders and he fucked and sucked and licked until he could tell she came again, her belly and thighs and tits a fat little wad of orgasm in his hands. 

He held her open one last moment before releasing her.

"Now suck me."

She didn't say a word but bounced with enthusiasm as he replaced her on the couch and she assumed the position between his legs.

She took the tip of his cock in her mouth and started some sort of hoover procedure.

"What the hell is that?"

"A blow job, Daddy."

He hated to admit it but he loved the whole daddy thing. The look of her smiling up at him with her delightfully blue eyes and pleasantly plump cheeks had him feeling pretty good. "Don't suck so much, its not necessary, use your tongue."

She took his cock back in her mouth and did a better job. "Like a tootsie pop. Roll it around." He offered a few more tips. He got her to cup his balls without pinching them. She learned quickly. Once she had a procedure down he relaxed and let her work. The whisky was slowing him down but it just meant she would suck him that much longer.

"Tell me before you, you know..." she asked.

"What, you don't think you are gonna get off without taking my load, do you."

"Please," She murmured, looking up at him with those big blue eyes.

"Be a good girl, take Daddy's load." She saying that was enough and he felt it rising, brewing in his balls, ready for her. She did try to pull away after all and he had to hold the back of her head. She struggled a little but as he rocked his hips, fucking her mouth she gave in, opening wide. He felt her tongue and exploded for her. A giant load built up from the sexual frustration of the last two weeks. She coughed and gagged but tried hard and swallowed most of it she left a small line of cum and drool down his balls when she finally finished.

"Lick my balls." He told her. Why the fuck not, she just seemed to keep going. "Do you know how bad I want to fuck you?"

"Oh please. Fuck me." She licked his balls again, just for good measure.

"Hold on." He left her sitting on the floor. She was such a delicious little pie of hips and tits and ass. He scoured his bedroom; he checked the bathroom. Nothing. A final desperate idea had him grabbing the one bottle of lube he had left over from the fifty-year-old chick he had seen for almost a week.

"Just relax." He told her. He had lubed his finger.

"I don't think I can."

"Play with yourself."

She was such a compliant little thing she raised her fingers to her little nub and started rubbing and he slipped his finger into her ass.

She groaned as he worked his finger in and out of her several times, each time with a fresh coat of the lube. She fought his finger and he told her work her clit harder. She tired, stroking herself feverishly. His cock throbbed with the thought of her and he couldn't wait any longer. 

"Oh God, Ow..." she muttered. 'Oh... Owww." She was quiet and he worked it in slowly until he had pressed the whole of his dick into her. 

Slowly he moved, her tight as clenching at his cock, desperate to pull it in and then desperate to push it out. "Rub it, rub that clit. Come for me."

He rocked in and out of her slowly. It would have been better had she not just sucked him off, he could have come quickly for her. Instead he had to slide in and out, slowly and deliberately, her tight ass relaxing just a little each time until she no longer said "Ow," but just grunted with him as he pressed himself into her. 

He was finally getting close when she started to rock with him. He felt her fingers at his balls as she kept at her clitty. He was close when she finally worked her pussy into another orgasm. She started squeaking again and he pressed himself more quickly into her tight asshole. His hands gripped her wide ass pulling her back to him. 

She gasped and he groaned. He felt it coming. It wasn't the load the first one was but with each contraction of his cock, a little more cum slipped into her ass and he moved more easily inside of her until he could finally let go and fuck her properly. She squeaked again, her hand griping at the foot of the sofa. Finished he let himself out of her.

"Come." He signaled her, lifting her from the floor. Her naked body was irresistible and despite wanting to pass out, he licked and sucked at her tits until she was cooing again and then took another pass at licking her sweet pussy. She came again for him and exhausted, he passed out beside her.

It was after ten when he woke up. He could have slept longer but she was lying beside him tugging at his cock.

"Good Morning." She smiled at him.

"You're awfully god damned perky for this early in the morning."

"It's not early."

She was wearing his T-shirt. He didn't like that she had covered her tits. I have to work today but I don't want to leave.

"Then don't"

"I wish you had a fucking condom."

"Make do." He said. He pressed her head down towards his cock. She looked up at him as if to protest but he pressed insistently and she took it in her mouth. She was better this time. He didn't have much for her when he came but he had some. She had tried to pull away but he held her head and pushed his cock into her mouth. She gagged a little as he fucked her mouth but she was good. She took it and even tried to do the tongue thing some more. 

"Quick, pull that shirt off, roll over."

"What, Why?"

She was laid flat against the bed, her round ass rising to meet his hips. He wouldn't have long so he pressed into her quickly. She was better this time, welcoming him. He took her wrists in his hands and worked his cock again into her tight little ass. She rocked with him like she was an old pro, only the slight grunts escaping her mouth a sign of her inexperience. He rocked until she started squeaking and then fucked her in slow short strokes. She was close.

He picked up the pace when she stopped squeaking. He watched her as she bit her lip and he finished as hard and fast as his old back could manage. Spent physically he slowed down and let himself finish using long slow strokes. She squeaked a little more for him until finally they were both quiet, just rocking together on the mattress. The last really nice thing he owned.

She didn't shower or clean up or anything. She pulled on her jeans and looked around his room for her bra. He offered her coffee and she reminded him how young she was by saying she didn't like coffee. He hated to see her put her tits away but he needed to shit so her leaving was fine. He hadn't done a lot of chicks in the ass but the ones he did seldom reacted so positively. Well, the blonde chick from Oregon had but it was sort of her thing it turned out.

"There's a pool tournament at the Three Wise Men tonight. We'll be there at eight."

"Maybe."

"You should come. Stephanie will be there." 

"Um, okay..."

"You were shitty last night weren't you?"

"Why?"

"You told me all about your crush on her."

"Really?"

"Yeah. She is gong to be jealous. I can't wait to fill her in."

He sat quietly as she found her purse. She gave him a particularly sloppy kiss. "Get some condoms and I'll see you tonight, Daddy." He let her go without a word. He took his shit and went back to bed.



Dolly Aunty



Hi! I am Shweta .I am 23 and living with my uncle and aunt. My aunt Dolly is 40 but you can’t say that she is mother of two grown up babes. Her vital stats are 38-28-36 and a beautiful fair complexion. She is very horny also. Many a times I have seen her masturbating, as my uncle can’t satisfy her lust. Uncle is often out of station on tours. He is hardly at home one-two days in a week. Many times I have seen them having sex from the bedroom keyhole. Uncle and aunt will strip off, He does some foreplay for formality sake; just a short kiss, fondling the breasts, a half minute fingering and then insert his medium size cock into aunt. A couple of minutes of pumping. Aunt then goes in bathroom to clean herself and returns after 15 min., I am sure that she fingers herself to orgasm. 

One fine evening, I was studying late night and I just happened to pass through Aunts room and saw that lights were on I cracked the door and much to my astonishment, here lay my gorgeous and voluptuous aunt on her back on the Waterbed, totally exposed watching these 3 woman on TV satisfying one another sexually. My aunt had her long flowing legs spread and her fingers moving deep inside her cunt.

She turned to the door and saw me watching she called me near and I crawled in next to her as she took my face in her hands, kissed my full on the lips and she parted my mouth with her warm tongue. She traced my teeth, sucked in my tongue as she slipped her hands inside my skirt I looked down at her feeling the heat in her breast. Her breasts were just touching mine. She opened her legs slightly pulling herself more firmly against me. Pulling on my shoulders she moved forward and placed her lips against mine. Her mouth opened warmly and her tongue tentatively probed my mouth. In a moment our mouths were clamped together, our tongues met each other. "Oh yes," she replied "I want you to make love to me. Kiss my tits, lick my cunt."

She had the body of a much younger woman, and one that any younger woman, including myself, would die for. Her breasts were perky and firm, her stomach was flat, and there wasn't a once of flab on any part of her body, she was well toned. Then when my eyes went down her body, I saw a perfectly clean, hairless pussy and her outer lips were puffy and slightly open. Then she just buried her face into my crotch and started doing all sorts of things with her fingers and tongue to my hungry and waiting pussy. I couldn't believe it, Her fingers caressed my lips and at the same time she was chewing on my ear lobe. Her hands and her mouth went down to my navel, sticking her tongue into my little buttonhole. I was in such a state of turmoil that it seemed that her hands were all over me at the same time, my feet were being massaged and then I felt hands on my thighs. The touch of her tongue was better than expected and I could feel my juices flowing freely I have never felt so sexual aroused in such a short time it was incredible. She pushed her finger into the crack of my ass searching for my puckered anus. I tried to push my ass back to stop her but it was to late she found hole and pushed her finger in with ease. That was it I lost control of the situation and moaned to aunt that is was going to cum, I bent my legs and pushed my steaming cunt further into her mouth and exploded in the most intense orgasm of my life then She pulled me down onto my knees in front of her grabbed my head and pushed it into her soaking crouch. I could feel my own clit becoming hard again aching to be rubbed. I found myself back between her legs this time with no help from her as I drove my face into her sopping snatch licking and sucking all I could get. I pulled her ass of the lounge, as I wanted to get to her asshole like she had done to me. Dolly aunty pulled her legs onto her chest to give me easier access and I jammed my tongue deeper into her pussy as I fingered her asshole.

I jammed my tongue into her tight little asshole and rimmed it for all it was worth. I was rubbing her clit with my palm while my thumb was buried in her cunt as she screamed out, " OOHHH GOD I'M CUMMING YOU FUCKING BITCH I'M CUMMMMING". As her asshole gripped my tongue I felt her juices pour from her steaming cunt all down over her ass and my face. Dolly pulled me up from her crouch panting her eyes all glazed and started to lick her cum from my face. Then she drove her tongue into my mouth and gave me the most passionate kiss I have ever had… 



Dolly Pt. 02



Molly was not the innocent little thing this guy thought she was. She knew she had to stop playing shy at the start, she was giving the wrong impression. She had come across this before. Guys her age were never prepared for her. She had a tendency to scare them off. This guy was older though; he might be up for something more adventurous.

She was a little disappointed when he didn't show up at the pool tournament but it wasn't a total loss. She had still been a little sore from his fucking the shit out of her ass. She hadn't expected anything more than a drunken quickie. He surprised her though by eating pussy like a champ. She had played shy but he had kept pressing. One orgasm turned into another. He used his tongues and fingers deftly to work over every bit of her and when he had finally slipped his cock into her pussy she had been able to rub herself into a little orgasm fest. 

When she thought he had blown her off she was disappointed. Stephanie, the always-protective roommate had gone over the top though. He seemed to work it out for her and even got her number. He was up for seeing her again and she picked her favorite little pizza place. He was game and she prepared herself. 

For two days she flirted with him. He was pretty good with the texts. He could talk dirty without going overboard. She teased him with selfies finally working up to full on shots of her in bed with her favorite toy. Wednesday night, later than she knew he would be up she sent the shot of the handcuffs. Lots of guys got excited at the idea then shirked away when she told them she wanted to put them on him. She wondered what Dan's take would be.

She woke up to a text from him and she knew it was going to be interesting. "Kinky! Who gets to wear them first?"

She left work early saying she wasn't feeling well. They didn't buy it anymore but the only reason she still had the job was they didn't care. She showered and took her time with the razor leaving her entire body smooth and clean. She pulled on the corset. She liked the way it held in her belly and pushed the girls up front and center. She topped it with her rockabilly shirt, added stockings that stopped half way up her thighs. She was torn between the Goth boots and the dressy boots but decided he might get off on the whole freak look so she laced on the thick army style boots. It would be a bitch to get them off later. Hell, she might leave them on. She thought she should pick up but blew it off. She was late. She scurried to the restaurant.

It took a second for her eyes to adjust when she entered the restaurant He was at a table not the bar and she got to make a good entrance She turned to slip between two tables and did her best to jiggle as much as she could in the tight get-up. He seemed pleased with her look.

"Wow." Was all he could say.

"You like? I thought I would dress up a little.

"I like.. the eye makeup." 

"Uh huh..." she giggled back. "Have you looked at my eyes yet?" she teased, thrusting her chest out. Her tits slid out a little as she did and she twisted a little. 

He was drinking beer so she had one. He ordered pizza. She wanted to eat more of it but the corset was not the way to go to down a third slice so she held off. 

He asked her about work, she shrugged and asked him about threesomes. It was a good opening and she got to tell her story about her lesbian girlfriend and how it fell apart when she invited a guy to join them. He raised his eyebrows from time to time.

"Your wife. Did you guys get freaky?"

"We did it in the kitchen once." He laughed back at her.

"But you don't mind, I mean, I am pretty open to trying new things."

"Oh, I'm okay with it."

"Okay with what?" She really wanted him to give her a little more.

"I am a little afraid, the other night, that was a little over the top."

She smiled. "You liked my ass."

"I liked your ass. I would have liked, well, you know."

"Don't worry. I am prepared."

"I saw. You didn't answer me about who gets to wear them first." Now he was smiling too.

"Did I really need to?"

He asked her if she wanted another beer. She made it clear that wasn't what she wanted. He suggested it was still kind of early. She asked if that was a problem. She leaned forward and twisted just a little. She had practiced the move and it worked to perfection pulling just a taste of each of her nipples out of the top of her corset. He agreed quickly to follow her home.

She had kissed him at her car and he had run his hand up her thigh to the bare flesh of her ass. She liked the way he took little tastes of her. She wasn't a young twenty-six, she had come to learn some men didn't just appreciate her curves but actually wanted them. Dan wanted them.

She kissed him again at her door. She liked having the boots and their two-inch lift. He was fairly tall and it made it easier to kiss him. She offered him a drink once they were inside and she was happy he said no. She didn't think they had anything but a half bottle of Jaeger in the freezer. She had planned to pour a shot or two into him eventually but not yet. He looked around their apartment for a minute. He checked out the bookcase, the pictures, and the videos next to the TV. She watched him for a minute then, when his back was turned, she reached behind her back unclasping her skirt and letting it fall to her feet. She kicked it aside beside the couch and waited for him to turn around.

He didn't say anything when he saw her; he just started to move slowly towards him. She turned and moved to her room letting him catch up. His hand moved over her dimpled ass as she reached the door and she pulled him by the hand before closing the door.

"So smooth." He said. She had been undressing him and letting him move his hands over her ass, he had gotten around to the front and run his fingers over her freshly shaved mound and pressed his hand between her legs. 

"Take those off." She told him, having already pulled off his shirt and belt. He obliged dropping his pants and a paid of boxers with little hula girls on them.

"On the bed." She told him. He complied. He sat at the edge of the bed and she let his fingers back between her thighs. She thought it was only fair that she should get some attention before she took his hands away from him. He was good, he knew just where to touch her and she had to struggle not to get distracted. She was close to coming and if she let herself, she knew she would straddle him and his cock before she got to have her fun.

"Lie back." She told him. She took a deep breath and let herself get back on task.

He was tall and filled her small double bed. She wanted to upgrade to a queen but even at Ikea that got pricey. Beside, she liked the black iron, especially at times like this. She turned and from the top of her dresser, retrieved the fuzzy handcuffs. "Now, don't try to get away. Even with the fuzzy part you could get some terrible marks."

"I'll be careful." He grinned at her. He willingly ran his hands through the bars of her headboard and she clipped them in place.

"Now, just to be safe, your safe word is 'Olives.'"

"I hate olives." He answered.

"So do I, so don't use it."

"Am I going to need one?"

"I hope not." He hadn't noticed but the crop was right behind the headboard and after she cuffed him in place she had slipped it out. SWAP. "But you never know."

He grimaced but hadn't made a sound.

"Now spread your legs." He did but not very far. SWAP came the crop again. "Wider," she said as the red mark began to take shape on his chest.

"You sure liked lubing up my little ass Friday night." She slapped the crop softly, repeatedly on his cock. She liked how it twitched as she did.

"I love your ass."

Swap. Not too hard, but right on his cock. He moaned. "I don't think you asked me if I like a big fat cock in the ass, did you, Daddy?" He raised his eyebrows as she said it. "Oh, you forgot, didn't you? Do you still like it when I call you, Daddy?" 

"Yes." He said, looking up at her.

"Well, Daddy. You didn't ask if you could fuck my asshole, so I don't think I will ask either."

He didn't say anything but she watched him watch her. He was a freaky old man after all, she thought to herself. In her top drawer she pulled out the lube. She bought good lube. "I mean, I do like a fat cock up my ass, but you didn't know that, did you?" She poured the lube on his cock first and it twitched as the cold hit it. She drizzled a fine like down his shaft and then squeezed so that a fat glob dripped down from her hand to his balls.

"Don't be too noisy now, the neighbors will hear." Fuck that, she liked them to hear. She ran her hand down his chest. He looked up at her, his eyes as wide as he could make them. She ran her hand over his dick, she got it nice and slippery and then moved down to his balls, drenching his fingers in the sticky clear goo. "Now relax for me, Daddy." She warned softly rubbing her fingers in small circles. He closed his eyes and waited. His legs spread wider, his hips raised just a little. "Oh, you like that..." slowly she slipped a finger into his ass.

"Is this a virgin asshole, Daddy?" 

"Yes." He hissed through pressed lips.

"Oh, poor Daddy. You really should have gone softer on my ass, shouldn't you?"

"Yes, he hissed again."

"Too bad." He groaned as she pressed a second finger into him. His hips thrashed and although she started slowly, she didn't go slowly for long.

He groaned louder the harder she fucked him. She cooed at him. "Good, Daddy." "Look how daddy likes to get fucked." The louder he groaned the harder she fucked him. She thought about trying a third finger but he seemed to like it as it was. His cock twitched and from time to time he would more than groan, he would growl. She wanted to make him growl. She slowed down, finally taking her fingers out of his ass.

He was breathing heavily, his cock twitched, but he kept his legs wide for her, his arms moved but never pulled against the cuffs. What the fuck, she thought. "Lie there quietly, rest."

She had to dig through her top drawer for a second before she found both pieces, she looked at the size of the cock, it was a little large but she thought the width compared nicely to his. His cock was still hard. He was going to be fun. She pressed the dong through the hole in the leather panties/strap and pulled it up her legs and strapped it firmly to her plump little waist. 

She let him look at her. He didn't say anything though.

"Spread your legs."

"Really?" he asked, the first fear slipping into his voice.

"Yes."

"Oh fuck."

"Tell me you want it." She dared him.

"I don't think I can."

"Is it too much?" She shook her rubber cock like a guy does when he pees.

"Yes."

"Too bad."

It was tricky getting between his legs. He helped her though, finally letting her position herself with her dong pressed below his balls. His cock limped a little, he must have been worried. She took his dick in one hand and hers in the other. "Spread wide for me, Daddy."

"Oh, Fuck!" he exclaimed as she entered him. "Fuuuuck." As she slid it six inches deep. She stroked his cock for him as he squirmed. Again she started slowly and he groaned. Again, she got faster and he growled. "Oh, Fuck me." He growled out, loud enough to be heard just about anywhere in the complex. She did. She worked his ass until her tits had fallen loose and she had sweat dripping down her temples and tits. His moans and the leather strap across her clit and gotten her to come already. She wanted to make him come.

"Oh fuck, make me come." She made him beg. "Oh Please! Fuck." 

She yanked her rubber dick free of his ass and tugged it off. She straddled his chest. "Eat it!" she told him, pressing her dripping cunt onto his face. His dick was still sticky but luckily she had the good tasting lube and she swallowed his cock into her mouth. Just because she could, she slid her finer into his ass. It was well fucked and took her finger easily. He came quickly and she spit it out, letting it drip down over his balls before fucking it into his hole. He moaned loudly as he came and growled louder as she sucked his dick after. He squirmed but was trapped and she rocked her hips rubbing her pussy over his face. She was close and fucked his now loose asshole faster with his dick in the back of her throat. She could feel it coming. She rocked and he licked. He pinched her lips between his tongue and teeth. She was moaning now and let it build up. When it hit her it hit her hard and she rocked back releasing his cock and ass and he kept licking, drawing out her orgasm. When she was done she climbed off of him. He looked up at her, still admiring her tits. 

"Now I want a drink. You want one?"

"Please." He raised his hands as if she was going to let him go.

"Are you going to say it?"

"The safe word? Are you not done?"

"I'm not even close."

"Oh fuck me."

"I'm going to." She strutted for the door jiggling her ass for him. "All I have is Jaeger."

"Shit. Water?"

"I guess. You are still doing a shot."

"Oh fuck." He muttered something else but she didn't hear him from the hallway.

She poured the shot of Jaeger in his mouth and he did a really good job of not spilling. She poured water in his mouth next and splashed out on his face. She poured it down his chest and onto his cock.

"That's one." She said, settling down in the small bed next to him. "I know you are all old and everything but what's your record. How many times have you managed to blow your load in one night?"

"I don't know, three?"

"Oh good. We have a goal." She turned on the TV. "You rest." She opened a box of crackers. It was pretty much empty but it was a small snack. She flipped around. He moaned when she chose a reality dating show on MTV. She told him he could suffer. She dug around the bed till she found the lube and put a little on his cock. Look, he's getting better already. She watched the show and stroked his member waiting for him to recover.

His second one was what she was really waiting for. She climbed atop him and slipped him into her. She was ready and came quickly but kept at it. She watched him watch her tits bounce so she made an effort to put on a show. She liked the way he growled before he came.

She asked him what was his favorite. They had a pleasant conversation about his oral fixation. She thought a little about uncuffing him because fuck, if she didn't like the way he ate pussy but in the end she liked that he was settling in to being locked down. She sucked his cock for him until he was hard again and then straddled his chest, pushing her pussy into his mouth. She sucked his dick while she rode his chin. She didn't think she was going to come again but once she had him pinned down, his tongue in her hole and her fingers up his ass he started growling again. She worked his ass good. He deserved it after the way he had fucked her. Finally he was begging.

"You have to stop."

"You can say it whenever you want."

"I'm not going to say it."

"Then I am going to fuck this little ass until you can't walk again." He was a trooper and took it. It got her off in a big way, one of those orgasms that slaps you right in the back. She released him and then sucked his dick till he finally came. Her jaw was sore but she had gotten three out of him.

She climbed off of him.

"If I let you go, are you going to behave."

"Of course I am."

She clicked the cuffs off and he sat up.

"Not too much, daddy?"

"Fucking shit ton more than I expected but no. You are a freaky little thing, aren't you?"

"I warned you."

"You did." He stood up and took a long drink of water finishing her glass. 

"Unlace me?"

"Mm, I don't know." He was taller now that she had gotten rid of her boots. He stood looking down at her and kissed him, his large hands grabbing her even larger ass firmly.'

"Please."

"No. I like it." He pressed her up against the wall.

"Hey, you were going to behave." With remarkable ease, he spun her around. He lifted her at her waist and she came off the floor. Together, they more or less fell to the carpet, she landed on all fours.

"Daddy!" she called out. Her protest just a little too playful.

"You were a bad, bad girl." He must have recovered because he slid his cock into her cunt from behind.

"Daddy..." she protested again. He took her hair in a large ball in his fist.

"Oh, Yes! Fuck me Daddy." He thrust into her hard. "Fuck me hard."

When he was done he left her on the floor and got into the bed. She lay on the floor catching her breath. She liked that she probably looked pitiful.

"You okay down there?" He asked. She looked up at him and he had rolled over to look down at her.

"I'm pretty fucking good, actually." She grinned back.

"Are you going to come up here?"

"Do you promise to behave?"

"The last time I promised I lied, so does it matter?"

"I just wanna make sure if I come up there I'm not going to get mauled again."

"I think you're safe, but no promises."

He reached down and helped her up. He unlaced her and let her loose of the corset. She felt the fat wriggle free and although she felt better she was suddenly overly self-conscience. 

"I think I look better in it."

"I think you look delicious." As if to make his point, he took a solid hour eating her out again. She only realized how long it had been because Stephanie had come home and slammed the door.

"I think she's Jealous." She said to him. She was curled up in a ball in his arms.

"She has a boyfriend."

"Not really. He's gay. He just doesn't know it."

"Does she."

"God no. She is clueless. I think she's still a virgin."

"Seriously."

"You are a dirty fucking old man."

"You are a dirty fucking young slut."

"Do me again." She told him.

"Fuck, not yet."

"Wake me up if he does."

"I should go home." She thought it was strange he was still there.

"Stay here and fuck me in the morning."

"Nice mouth on you."

"You want it on your cock again."

"Yes."

"Okay." She didn't like that she was starting to like him.



Dolly Pt. 03



Dan was getting to work late but no one seemed to matter. The last three weeks he had been more productive than ever. His activity was up, his mood was better, and his sales were up. His boss was happy with him. He was actually drinking less too. He had started to put on some weight but had started walking and not just home from the bar. 

The only negative he had come across so far was that Stephanie wasn't talking to him. She would be friendly enough. She said "Hi" when he passed her in the hallway on the way to the bathroom but he couldn't help but feel like she wasn't pleased with his relationship with Dolly.

He saw Dolly nearly every day. He didn't know what to call their relationship. They didn't sit and talk; they didn't watch movies or go out. He would come home from work, wait for her to call, and then meet her. Her new thing was to show up at his house wearing nothing but an oversized T-shirt and lingerie. He had never had anything so arouse him as her plump little round body wrapped in scraps of lace and satin. Occasionally she would have him over and he would walk into her place to find her in leather and chains and he would know he was in for it. He had tried tying her down but she was better as the dom.

Laying in bed having screwed and sucked and worn themselves out she was eating ice cream and he was running his fingers over her tits and belly. "So, I don't know what you'd think of it but would you like to go to a party this weekend?"

"Sure." She should have known that if she let him lie there and stroke her fat thighs and giant round tits he would agree to pretty much anything. "I don't know if I can keep up with the twenty-something crowd though."

"Yeah, so, here's the thing. They actually, well most of them anyway, they are older. Go soft." He had started stroking her pussy; it was still wet from fucking. "Not all of them, but, most of them." She had set her ice cream down and was breathing heavily.

"Friends from work?"

"No..." he had slid his finger inside of her and was working it slowly in and out. "Laurie and I went to school together. She's the one, she and I..." Dolly was distracted.

"Was she your girlfriend?"

"Yes..." Dolly whispered. "She has a kid now, and the Daddy, they have these friends. You are going to make me come again."

"We can't have that." He turned her on the bed and spread her legs; he ran his lips down her thigh and kissed the little mound of flesh between her pussy and her leg.

"Oh god. You are so good at that." He ran his tongue along her lips. She was sticky and salty. He hated that he loved her dirty little fat pussy so much.

"Is this some sort of sex party?" he buried his tongue in her.

She moaned before answering, her words were broken between her typical squeaks. "They are kind of freaks. His mom... Her friends... Laurie wants me to go... She wants me to... Kevin, her boyfriend... Oh fuck, slower... You will like them..." He felt her pussy tighten on his finger and he licked her clit quickly making her come. She moaned and pulled his head into the gap between her chubby little thighs.

What the fuck, he thought. Mother and son swingers were the type of Florida shit he ran into that made him wish he were back in SoCal. Still, he liked the idea of watching his plump little girlfriend with another woman. 

Grayson's Pub was the type of neighborhood sports bar that had kids menus and good cheeseburgers and lots of TV's that reminded Dan of when he was married with children and would go to a place just like this on Fridays with the family. It wasn't overly packed on a Saturday evening and he and Dolly took seats at the corner of the bar. The bartender brought beers and a dish of nuts. 

Dolly looked particularly good tonight. She had worn a little sundress that was black with little cherries on it and bright red heels. She called it her Rockabilly-Swing outfit. He grinned at the name and wondered if she realized. She hadn't and they both giggled. He knew the moment the tall blonde walked it that she was Dolly's former lover. She was tall and over the top. She wore a thick shellac of makeup, bright red skintight pants and a cheetah print top that barely held her large breasts. Her lips were broad and painted bright pink and she greeted Dolly with a prolonged kiss that sent them both to the ladies room to repair their lip-gloss. Dan was happy he'd chosen jeans tonight as the embrace had given him instant wood. 

Travis was a nice enough kid. He was short and pale and seemed the exact opposite of his girlfriend. He was snarky and Dan appreciated his dry sense of humor as he mocked the girls then turned on the bartender with a quick Jibe. The bartender appeared to be the owner and Travis introduced them. 

"I hear you two are coming over tonight. You like wine?"

"Sure." Dan answered. 

"That's good. There will be lots of wine."

Dan drank his beer slowly. He talked to the kid for a while. He talked to the bartender. They seemed decent enough. Dolly had told him they were a highbrow crowd but he still expected mobile homes and cases of Budweiser. At seven the bartender passed the bar over to a tall cute redhead and they wandered out. It was apparently a short walk but Dan had his car. Laurie and Travis piled into the small backseat and directed him around the corner to a cul-de-sac of nice single level stucco ranches. He parked and followed the girls to the large white house at the end. Laurie had already reached under Dolly's skirt to grab her ass. 

Florida is a hothouse of swinger activity. In his fifteen years here he had been invited to parties several times. He and his wife had frequently met couples through the kids school or through work who would get a couple of drinks in them and try to get them into the Jacuzzi. Dan was typically too possessive to understand the allure. His wife, who seldom broke out of the missionary position quickie routine found the idea appalling. Dan had started to develop some affection for Dolly but she had put it out there pretty clearly that they were fuck buddies and that was about it. He found that a little comforting, as he couldn't figure out what kind of relationship he could have with the round little sexual freak.

"So, I'm sure Dolly told you about my mom's friends, right?" Travis asked as they crossed the asphalt heading to the house.

"She said there was lots of wine and that, well, things happen."

"'Things happen. ' That is a bit of an understatement." The girls ahead of them were giggling and playing grab ass. "Have you ever been to a party like this?"

"Um... I've been invited, I've never gone."

"Okay, so I guess I will just let you in on a couple of things... No means No and the girls are in charge. Don't worry though, the girls don't really say no. You are going to meet my mom, Jules. I think she is going to like you. I just kind of ask, don't go getting all down with her while I am like, sitting there. This is kind of weird enough as it is."

"I was wondering."

"Yeah, I know, eww, right? I just kind of slip outside or outback when things start getting, you know... "

"Okay, so be careful of Jules. No means no. I will probably just lay low, this is really for Dolly."

"Laurie has wanted Dolly to come over for a while. She found out about you and the game was on."

"Me? What did I do so special?"

"Do you remember Ellie Torrez?"

"Kind of." He ran the name through his head. It took a minute but he got it. "She was the attorney at my old company when I started there. I know her. It's been at least ten years though." She was cute. A bitch and a half, but good looking.

"Yeah, well, she remembers you. I don't know if you are going to get to lay all that low for very long."

Dan and Travis followed the girls into the house and down a short hallway to the Kitchen. Grayson, the bartender from the pub greeted them with glasses of a nice red. Dan, in his best effort to be polite mentioned how nice it was and asked what they were drinking. The skinny brunette wrapped in a towel giggled and asked if it mattered. She was sitting on the lap and a short older Hispanic guy. He also appeared to have nothing but a towel wrapped around him. After they giggled she turned and kissed him in the prolonged wet sloppy way that Dolly liked. The small man groped at her until her towel slipped down revealing a nice pair of breasts that, considering her almost bony build had to be implants. Dan was appreciating them as Dolly and Laurie continued to paw at each other. 

Dan was nearing sensory overload when Grayson leaned in to warn him. "Oh shit. Prepare yourself."

"So you are the old guy now, are you." Came a familiar voice from behind him. He turned in time to greet the sandy haired woman he had known at his old job. She was tall and attractive. She wore a black crochet swimsuit cover-up, little heeled sandals, and nothing else. He admired her body through the thousands of small holes. "I never figured you for a chubby chaser." He remembered her snarkiness. "Think you can still get it up for a woman your age or are you gonna scurry off with Jellybean?"

"Hi Ellie." He smiled at her. He could get it up for her he figured. "It's been a while."

"Yeah it has. You got fat." Her dig was somewhat softened by her hand slipping around him and the proximity of her face to his.

Fuck it, he figured. "I don't really go for cougars these days but I'd hate to be a bad guest." He wrapped his arm around her and their mutual groped formed a bit of a pretzel. He could have set his wine down but it really was a nice Malbec. His hand found her ass. It was round but firm, nothing at all like his new girlfriends. He kissed her and she kissed back. He kissed her more deeply, testing her lips with his tongue and she joined him. He took a deep breath as they embraced and relaxed. She ran her free hand over his arm and moved her bare leg up the side of his jeans. He wished he had worn shorts.

"Old guy can stay. Why am I the only one without wine?" she said. Grayson provided her a glass. "Jesus, those are giant tits." She said pointing out Dolly's chest. Travis, don't let one of those hit you, you'll be down the count."

"I know!" Exclaimed the mom. So fucking weird. "I just want to curl up in them and take a nap!" she said, reaching out and grabbing Dolly's left breast through her dress. "Are we swimming?"

"I didn't like, bring a suit?" Dolly said

The group of them giggled. Andy, the little Hispanic guy let the skinny mom out of the kitchen to the back yard. 

"Why don't you just stay in there with me and Trav'" suggested the big blonde to Dolly. Dan was fairly impressed by the subtleness of the separation of the Mother and son before anything freaky went down. It was going to be a weird fucking night.

"You coming with us, old guy."

"Fuck yeah, he is." Spouted out Ellie. He couldn't help but like the attention. The more he looked at her, the more he appreciated her body beneath the lacey wrap, the more he started to question the whole Dolly thing. It certainly wasn't something to ponder at the moment. Grayson had pulled off his T-shirt and tossed it aside to a couch in the connected living room. Ellie drug him by the hand to the patio door. He admired her ass as they walked and found himself dwelling on their kiss and how much he wanted another one.

Grayson stood at a small bar on the patio. He had stripped down and his abs and shoulders had Dan feeling a little self-conscience. The Bartender transferred all the wine into small acrylic stemless glasses, each with a caricature painted on them. Dan watched Ellie pull the cover-up over her head and admired her long lean body. She had to be near fifty and she didn't look it in the least. Her ass was a little soft and he had a belly, probably from having a kid, but she looked spectacular. 

Andy emerged from the water, a round tan hairy little ball of man. It made Dan feel better and he went ahead and stripped off his jeans and boxer briefs. 

"He may not have my Grayson's ass but damn Ellie, how do you take that cock every night?" Dan had the feeling the mom was pretty loaded already. Her comment though drew his attention and indeed, the little man had an impressive schlong. Swingers, man. He thought. Fucking nut jobs. He carried Ellie's drink to her. Hot fucking nut jobs at least. He handed her the wine and turned and dove into the pool, slipping quickly under the water to the far end where it got deep. He let the cool water chase some of the booze out of his head before emerging. He came out of the water with the mom hanging on to one of those rubber floating noodles right beside him.

"How are you doing there, old dude?"

"I'm good. How are you?" She was really very pretty. He wasn't really into the super skinny middle-aged women, he thought it made them look older but she did have lovely little breasts and they were floating right at his chin. 

"I feel good. Here, feel." She wrapped her legs around his waist. He could just touch bottom. "Damn, you feel pretty good too." Her thigh was pressed against his hard-on. "Ellie, if you still want dibs, you better get over here." She pulled herself against him and let go of the noodle letting it shoot out across the pool. 

"Wanna play with my tits?" she asked.

"Um, sure." Fucking nut jobs he thought, taking her perky small nipple in his mouth.

"Harder." She encouraged him, pulling his head to her chest. "Yeah. Like that." She said as he pulled the small nipple between his teeth. "Don't let her use you up before I get some." She said. Ellie was sitting on the steps and called out to them that she was lonely. He worked his way back across the pool, dipping briefly under water as he crossed the deepest part. Jules moaned and he switched tits, he felt his cock pressed up against and actually did begin to worry about getting used up.

Dan sat at the steps. He had been enjoying Jules' tits but the whole time was distracted hoping that he wasn't putting off Ellie by playing with the skinny brunette. He also thought of girlfriend. Was she his girlfriend? He wondered what she was doing inside of the house. He was thinking too much and the hot little brunette was bobbing up and down bouncing on the tip of his cock when the tall bartender saved him. "Host gets first dibs. House rules, old dude." He didn't mind his nickname because he was pretty sure he was younger than any of them. He broke loose of Jules, grabbed a quick grope of Ellie as he waded to the steps and was rewarded by another of her long slow kisses. He found his wine and sat down to watch.

Ellie and Jewels were meshed together like a pretzel and Grayson pulled himself up onto the edge of the pool. The women broke apart and took up spots on either side of him. They took turns sucking the tall guy off as Dan wondered what the protocol was. It was hard to resist the tight asses pointed his direction as their heads bobbed up and down. He wanted to swim up behind them and burry his face between their ass cheeks. Instead he sat drinking at talking to the Cuban. Andy offered him a beer rather than a wine and he was happy to switch. Andy offered him a little blue pill and he swallowed it without thinking. He would be glad he did.

Dan had, to this point, never had an opportunity for a threesome and as he watched the two women with the one guy he was a little jealous. They took turns sucking his cock and he wondered how the guy hadn't already blown his load. He figured the guy probably did this a lot so it wasn't that big a deal. When he finally was ready to finish, his wife took front and center working his cock furiously while Ellie backed away and focused on fingering the thin brunette. Grayson moaned, Jules moaned, and in a little flurry of activity they must have both come. Jules climbed up onto the deck and laying him onto his back straddled his cock. Ellie had propped herself up on the deck and was running her hands over Jules ass. "Go get her, old dude. I know she wants you."

Once he had started, swinging sex wasn't all that different from normal sex. There was a slapping sound coming from the couple fucking beside him but nestled between Ellie's smooth long thighs, he went about licking and sucking her clit about the way he would normally. Ellie was a little tricky, she was one of those women that didn't make much noise and it took him a while to tell if he was doing anything but after a while her hand was in his hair and he found he could feel the muscles in her belly and thighs tightening. When she came, she still didn't say anything but she gasped in a way that sounded almost like a dog's bark. "Woof." She said. He added a finger.

"Stop." She told him in a dry matter of fact sort of way. "You have got to fuck me now. Come on." She took him by the hand and led him back inside. "Back in a minute, boo." She told Andy, kissing him briefly. Dan followed, anxious for what came next. 

In the kitchen she pulled open a drawer and pulled out a roll of condoms and made herself a glass of wine.

"I have no clue if this is my glass." She said, looking at it a second before drinking it down. "Look at you, he is still up and at 'em isn't he." She took his cock in her hand and grasped it firmly. "It's a nice one."

"Thank you, you inspire him."

"Oh, now you are just being nice, old dude."

"I'm really not that old, you know."

"Yeah, but you're banging the baby sitter. What's up with that?" It was unusual to have a conversation about your relationship with a woman groping your dick but whatever; he was open to new things.

"I don't know, it just kind of happened."

"Did you get divorced?"

"Almost. We are still separated."

"You should get her into going to parties. It was so good for me and Andy." She had set down her glass and was casually rolling a condom onto his dick. He wished it were bigger, having seen what she usually gets.

"I don't think there is a chance in hell of that happening."

"Bring it up, what do you have to lose." She let him to the living room where she unwrapped her towel from her waist and laid it onto the leather-upholstered ottoman.

"Now come here. I don't normally get to do this?" She was kissing him and pulling him to her.

"Do what?"

"Fuck me old dude. I need it."

She was laid out on her back, he got onto his knees between her legs and the height was perfect. He slid into her easily and she wrapped her legs around him. "Oh yes." She cooed. He started a slow pace, sliding in and out of her watching as her breasts, smaller than Dolly's but still gentle full and round, swayed with his movements. "Oh, Just like that."

In Dan's experience, the more attractive a woman was, the lazier they were in bed. He was expecting much the same with the very appealing older attorney but he was surprised to find her athletic and engaged. The pill had given him a headache, he was hot and sweating and he was a little worried by his heart rate but he also seemed to have a permanent erection and unlike normal, he had not come almost immediately.

They had set a moderate pace, rocking together on the ottoman for a good long time before she had unwrapped her legs from around him and pulled them straight up, extending over his shoulders. "Harder." She whispered. He picked up the pace and the deep soft barking sounds started. He couldn't help but get into it and in a fury to get himself to come he thrust his cock as deep and as fast as he could into her. Her barking became guttural and then her body tightened. She gasped for air and then pulled her legs back down. She was looking at him smiling. "Andy gave you a Viagra, didn't he?"

"Yeah, I've never had one before."

"Fuck, old dude. I have my work cut out for me. Sit back." She put him on the couch. 

Ellie took to bouncing and rocking on his cock till he thought it would fall off. She came again, barking and breathing in cowgirl, then turned herself around into a reverse cowgirl and went at him again. They had spectators now and he watched Jules first suck then fuck the Cubans giant cock beside him. 




Dolly Pt. 03



"Fuck... Andy... Never... Give... Him... A... Pill... Again..." she gasped out, still riding him with everything she had.

"Gimmie, I want some." Jules said

Allie broke loose of him and he just looked down on the rubber-covered penis. What the fuck is wrong with you dude? He wondered before the thin brunette slid her mouth down over it and then back off sucking with it the condom. She tossed it aside and rolled another one on. Again with her mouth.

As she climbed onto him he was again taken by just how thin she was. He wrapped his hands around her waist and they only came inches from not meeting thumb to finger. Where Ellie had been quiet, Jules was the opposite. She squeaked and moaned and called out to him, "Yes, Yes, Yes." Her tits were perfect and he couldn't resist putting them in his mouth. "Harder." She instructed.

"Like this." Ellie offered, sliding in beside him on the couch. Ellie had one tit, he had the other, and he ran his hand back to her ass and slipped his finger into Ellie's sweet wet pussy. Both women moaned, he moaned. Fuck, he had to come.

"Grayson, Do it!" Jules ordered and suddenly the man was behind him. 

The thin brunette moaned and then growled and Dan felt the other cock slip into her ass. Fuckin A. There was sweat and flesh and moaning and Dan who never wasn't thinking something found himself thinking absolutely nothing as the cork came loose and he came like a fucking fire hose in the condom.

The fuck fest lasted a few minutes more until the bodies started to break loose. Dan sat gasping for breath. Jules and Grayson slipped out to the patio again summoning Andy along with them. Ellie lay back on the couch, her head in his lap. "This thing is out of control." She said, pushing his cock out of her face.

"No shit. I'm worried."

"Don't be, it will be okay. Just give it a while."

"I guess. How is it supposed to go away though when I have to lie here and run my hands over your perfect tan thighs."

"Shut up, old dude." She still smiled at him though. "Can I ask you something?"

"Sure."

"You haven't been back there to check on Jelly bean and the baby sitter."

"Does everyone get a derogatory nickname?"

"Yup. Answer the question."

"I've been busy."

"Okay. Just checking." He continued rubbing her legs and belly. He wanted her again. "I'd blow you for a cigarette."

"I have some in my truck."

"I probably would have blown you anyway, you know." She said, rolling over and taking him in her mouth.

"You're going to have to do something with this boner or I'm going to have to fuck you again."

"Promises, promises."

The blowjob was spectacular and she didn't quit until he actually came. She didn't swallow but finished him with a well-practiced hand job. He was relieved his cock was still working but when he still didn't lose his erection she had to parade him about showing it off. In the bedroom they found the former lesbians watching porn with Travis. They were in a kind of circle jerk jacking each other off. On the patio they watched Jules taking Andy from behind with Grayson in her mouth. Ellie asked if he wanted to join and he countered by offering her a cigarette. She pulled back on her cover-up and he wrapped a towel around his hips. They smoked out in front of the house. He was impressed by how comfortable she was wearing only the see through cover-up. 

"It's dark." She answered. "Are you going to come by again?"

"Maybe."

"It wasn't too weird? You haven't done anything like this before, have you?"

"Nope. It was definitely something new."

"Yeah, so here's the deal, old dude." He felt like she was staring him down. "We are kind of a small group. I don't get with Grayson; it's just not our thing. Travis, well. Just yuck. I think you should come back again."

"I'll talk to Dolly."

"Yeah, you need to take care of that."

"What do you mean?"

"You know what I mean. Come on. They will be looking for us." She tossed her cigarette in a flowerbed.

"I saw that." A man called out from somewhere.

"Did you see this, Tom?" she called back, lifting her gown and shaking her tits.

"Thank you!" the voice called back.

"You people are strange." Dan told her.

"You still have that hard on?" she asked.

He checked and he did. Damn it.

"Bring that thing inside. I have an idea."

Dan's night ended up with the four women, in order of ass size lined up on the couch. Ellie was in charge and she made a game out of it. He had to speed fuck each of them. He started with Jules, Grayson Kept time. 

Two minutes and he moved on to Ellie. Two minutes and he moved on to Laurie, two minutes and he moved on to Dolly. When the two-minute timer went off, Dolly asked him to stay. She rolled over and he ditched his condom, She bounced and jiggled the way he liked and for the first time that night he came, really came hard. It was awkward that it drew applause but Dolly seemed pleased she was the one to bring it on.

They drank two more bottled of wine on the patio; Dolly didn't let him out of her reach. Well buzzed and worn out they called for a car to drive them home. When the doorbell rang they made their way for the door.

"Come back, come back was a common thread to the good byes. Dolly hugged Laurie and they exchanged another kiss. Ellie pulled Dan to her and did her best to outdo the lesbians' good-bye. 

"I put my number in your phone." He looked down; he had a missed call from a new number. "I'm serious, call me."

Andy walked him to the door. "Seriously, call her. She will be mad with me if you don't."

He took his date by the hand and they slipped in the back of the car and began the ride home.

"You know, I am totally jealous right now."

"Really."

"Were you jealous at all."

"Of course I was." He answered automatically.

He had to talk her into staying when they reached his apartment. She gave in eventually. Remarkably he found himself hard again lying beside her in bed. He made love to her slowly at first but when the squeaking started he took her aggressively, pinning her to the bed.

She snored in the bed beside him. He had some thinking to do.



Dolly Pt. 04



Dan was awake early. It was new for him. He had spent months drinking himself to sleep and spending aching painful mornings lying in bed rising only when he couldn't put it off any longer. As he gained awareness he realized Dolly wasn't in bed beside him. He rose up on his elbows listening to the stillness of the apartment in the early morning. He didn't hear her. He wouldn't have given a shit a few weeks ago. He would have been happy to have her company without having to deal with her the next day. It seemed to matter though. He felt concern. He worried after her. He got out of bed and wandered through the apartment. She wasn't there and the realization that he cared hurt. 

He contemplated going back to bed, considered pouring a drink. It was Sunday on the weekend he didn't have his kids. No one would be looking for him. No one really cared what he did. At least they hadn't until recently, until Dolly cared. He sought out his phone, finding it in the pocket of his pants from the night before. She hadn't messaged him. He pulled on the pants and a T-shirt that had been thrown over the chair he kept in the bedroom. It smelled like her. He had to search for shoes and deciding he didn't care enough to put on socks slipped on a pair of flip-flops. Wearing last night's pants he already had his keys and wallet. As he stood at the door to his apartment about to leave he realized he hadn't had a cigarette or a cup of coffee yet. He had been concerned Dolly had developed real feelings for him. He had been worried he would have to break it off, he was sure it was the right thing to do for everyone. 

Instead, he set out to find her. He was hoping she had gone home. If she wasn't at home he wouldn't have the slightest clue where to look for her. It was only as he pulled the door open he realized how much he wanted to see her. How much he needed her. He thought he might be thinking beyond just that Sunday morning but he was still stubborn enough to put that thought out of his mind, at least for now.

He was down the steps and through the courtyard almost to his parking space when his brain was able to process what he had seen just out of the corner of his eye. There was a girl in a black dress, a black dress with small flowers on it, lying in a lounger by the pool. The sun wasn't up yet and there wasn't anyone else around or he never would have seen her at all. Backtracking he used his apartment key to get through the gate. She was sleeping and he was able to approach her, sitting down on the concrete beside her, without her noticing. He gently placed his hand on her head and stroked her hair. It was a mess but was still soft and smooth to the touch. Her eyes, hidden beneath smeared eye liner and makeup seemed hollow and distant but when she opened them they sparkled with the steel gray-blue he had found so alluring that first night.

"I have to go." She whispered.

"I want you to stay." He whispered softly.

"She sat up. She was still insanely young and he was still insanely foolish to feel what he felt but there was no turning back. He really had nothing to turn back to but loneliness and self-loathing. He took her hand and kissed it gently.

"Look, Danny." He heard her correctly. There was no frisky work play, no pet names. She had just used his name affectionately. "We have a good thing. I like to drink and I like to fuck and so do you. Don't ruin it just because I couldn't find a ride home."

"What if its more than that." 

"It isn't." she turned away from him.

"Come inside. Ill feed you."

"I'm fat enough."

"Come inside. I'll make pancakes. We can go back to bed until it is a more human time to get up. We'll go someplace."

"We go lots of places. I don't want to go anywhere."

"Come inside, I'll make pancakes. We can go to bed and stay there."

"You don't love me Dan."

"Sure I do. Who's to say I don't"

"I say. Will you drive me home."

He was quiet for a while just looking at her. "If that's what you want."

"It's what I want."

"I don't have shoes."

"Come inside, I'll get them." He tried to take her hand, she resisted. At the stairs that led half a flight up to his door she waited on the walkway. He went back up and found her sandals in the bedroom. When he came back she was at the door.

"Can I have a water." He went to the small kitchen. It opened onto the living room and from there to the front door. She stepped inside as he found a bottle of water in the refrigerator. He returned to find her headed for the bathroom. "I have to pee." 

She slipped inside closing the door behind her. He heard the toilet run a few minutes later. He heard the sink run. When he heard the shower turn on he returned to the kitchen. He had pancake mix, his girls loved pancakes at Dad's. he mixed them in the time it took the pan to warm. The cakes cooked quickly and he had a short stack of three of them finished when he heard the shower turn off. He buttered them and poured a cup of coffee. She moved quietly out of the bathroom. Her face was clean, her hair was wet, and he felt awkward by how young and innocent she looked like this. He thought to himself he had never seen her like this. It was scary how much she looked like his teenage daughter. He put the cup of coffee beside the plate and she sat down. She sat in silence and he made two pancakes for himself. He ate them watching her. They both ate in silence.

"You want me to stay."

"Yes."

"I'm supposed to work this afternoon."

"You can go if you have to. I will drive you when you are finished."

"Thank you." She said, then let the silence fill the room again. He finished and washed his plate. He cleaned up the mess and then when she was finished offered her more. She declined with a wave of her hand. As he washed her plate she finished her coffee. She stood and came around the small kitchen bar. As he dried her plate to put it away she poured a cup of coffee. 

"Dan." She said behind him. 

"Yes?" he answered. He was afraid to turn around.

"I want to stay but I don't think I'm supposed to."

"Do either of us ever do what we're supposed to." He said, still looking down into the sink. "I wouldn't even know you if I only did what I'm supposed to."

He felt her hands move around him until she was hugging him. He turned to hold her, only then realizing the towel had at some point fallen to the floor. He moved his hands over the soft smooth skin of her back, over her fleshy arms, and down her spine to the large round swell of her ass. He loved the way her flesh filled his hands.

"Make love to me, Danny." Her voice was small, as if she begged. He kissed the top of her head. "I don't mean fuck me. We can fuck any time." She looked up at him, her eyes platinum reflections. "If you want me to stay, make love to me. Don't promise me things you can't do and don't tell me things you think you want to hear. Just show me. Make love to me."

He kissed her slowly, and she ran her hands up his chest beneath his shirt. He loved the feel of her cool skin and he loved the idea of taking him back to his bed. When finally she broke free from his kiss she took his hand. He padded after her watching her round thighs sway as she led him to the bedroom.

Slowly and delicately he hissed her. Occasionally as he ran his mouth over her belly or brushed his chin over the large swell of her breasts she would moan softly. He enjoyed enjoying her. Kissing her frequently but he did not attack her body with eh vigor he was accustomed to. Rather than grope, he gently brushed his fingers over her. Rather than nibble at her neck and shoulders he kissed her lips gently. Finally, when he couldn't resist her any longer he moved on top of her. 

Their lips were pressed against each other, he felt her soft wide thighs first open for him, then as he moved inside of her he felt her thick calves close in around his ass. Slowly they moved together, kissing, holding, touching until her head collapsed back in the pillow and her fingers gripped at his back firmly. She made only the smallest little gasp as he clamped down around him. When finally she opened her eyes again he increased his pace. She rocked against him and it didn't take him long. He felt her tighten again and he thought he might have gotten her there a second time. Sated he didn't move off of her a good long time. He let his body rest on her, she for her part held onto him, her round little arms grasping at him like a seatbelt. They kissed a good long time afterward and then he rolled over beside her. She pushed him over onto his back and then rested her head on his chest.

"Can we watch TV?" she asked.

"Sure."

"Do we have to get dressed?"

"Not if you don't want to."

"No one else is going to come in, are they? We can be alone all day?"

"We can be alone all day." He agreed.

"I think I love you, Danny."

"I think..." she stopped him mid sentence, her little paw gripping his mouth.

"Shh... don't" She kissed his chest and she felt him moving down his body. He closed his eyes as she took him in her mouth. He thought he probably did love her. How could he not. His mind drifted away as he finally relaxed, sure he was going to enjoy his day, unsure if they would ever leave the bed.



Dolly Pt. 05



Dolly sat in the lobby of the office. The chair was leather but seemed to be designed to be as uncomfortable as possible. She wore a black suit. It looked nice enough on a first impression. It had a skirt that covered her knees and a small jacket. She had on a borrowed white blouse. She couldn't remember dressing anything like this since high school graduation. She felt as if she were choking. She was sweating out of nervousness and out of heat. The room was hot. She thought it odd an office lobby would be this hot. She took off her coat and set it beside the black bag and folder she had brought along for the interview. 

"Molly? Molly Green?" asked the woman behind the receptionist desk. She was a tall and beautiful woman. She was probably forty from her demeanor and elegance but was prettier than that. Her skin was flawless. Had she smiled she would have been gorgeous but she didn't. She scowled as she called Dolly's real name. It took Dolly a moment to recognize it and then responded. She waved her hand and moved to the desk. She couldn't speak. She wanted to speak, why wouldn't words come out? She was pointed to a door. In contract to the white and grey office with tall windows and beautiful paintings the door was tall and steel and appeared to lock with a long sliding bolt. With some difficulty she pulled it open. She was scared. Why would she go through a door that looked like this, why would they have a door like this. She entered a hallway and walked down it. It was narrow and the heels she had borrowed made a loud clopping sound as she stepped across a stone floor. 

There were doors as she walked along the hall. Every few feet there would be two more doors. They were steel, just as the entrance door and had been. Each locked with a similar large bolt. These doors were locked though. The bolts were slid closed. She didn't try to open them; she was headed to door nine. She didn't know why she was headed to nine. Perhaps the woman in front had told her to go to nine. It was even hotter now. She paused for a moment at doors five and six. It was too hot to go forward and the blouse too restrictive. She set her bag and folder on the floor and unbuttoned her blouse. She thought it was odd an office would be this hot. She shouldn't be undoing her blouse for an interview and yet she was. She had to. She laid it beside her bag on top of the folder. She was concerned it would get dirty on the gray stone floor. She could breathe again and took a long deep swallow of hot stale air. It didn't seem to help. She moved forward.

She passed more doors. She passed more doors than she should have. Probably another eight or ten doors went by as she walked, clopping like a horse down the narrow hall. The walls were parallel, it couldn't be narrower than it was but it felt narrower. She was nearly at the end of the Hall. There were two men standing at the end of the hall. An old man and a young man stood talking. She thought they seemed to be unaware of her. She was thankful they hadn't noticed her. She wore nothing but a bra. It would be awkward. The bra was pink. It was a bright pink lace bra. She didn't have one like it but she liked it. She would want to get one like it if she could. It seemed expensive. When she reached the men she would ask where door nine was. 

Nine. It was a large number nine painted on the wall beside the door. The number was illuminated by a bare light bulb that stuck straight out from the stone wall. She knew it was number nine because it was the only door that had been open. Inside was darkness. She thought to turn back but the room was cooler than the hall or even the lobby had been and it beckoned her. She entered, her heart racing, her brow covered in perspiration. Her feet hurt. Inside the dark room she felt a bed, or a sofa, perhaps it was just a table but it felt soft. She sat on the edge and removed her shoes. She felt her stockings should go as well, it seemed wrong to wear stockings without shoes. She stood to roll them down her ass then sat back down to roll them off her round legs. She laid back on the bed to rest. It was cool and the mattress, she knew now it was a mattress, was soothing. She let the cool air blow over her body. She thought about removing her skirt. It wasn't professional. She should not remove her skirt for an interview. She had lost her shirt though. Her shirt was out in the hall and the hall scared her. Besides the door was closed.

She didn't remember closing the door.

Tired, needing sleep, feeling the cool air on her shoulders she stood again to remove her skirt. It was difficult to pull over her broad hips, even with the zipper down, but she got it off. She thought to lay it flat so that it wouldn't wrinkle but she was so tired. She laid back into the bed. Short nervous breaths turned to long slow ones. She yawned and although she wished she had moved further up into the bed rather than let her legs dangle over the edge of the bed she dozed off. 

The room was no longer dark and she no longer felt exhaustion. She didn't know how long she had slept but she felt better. Most of her felt better. Her arms seemed to ache and her wrists burned, it was a dull burn, as if she was scratched. She tried to look, she made the effort that should have moved her arm from extended over her head to in front of her face but it didn't budge. In fact, the more she tugged at it, the sharper the burning in her wrist. She sat looking at the dim bare bulb that glowed a dull yellow above the bed. Her other arm didn't move either. When she struggled to pull it free again she felt the bite of what felt an impossibly heavy weight on her wrist. She stopped struggling and tried to assess where she was. She was still at her interview. She heard the interviewer speaking from the darkness. He was hidden at an angle outside of her view, the bindings holding her wrists assuring she could not see him. 

"Why is she called Dolly." The faceless voice asked. It was an older voice. It was the voice of the old man she thought, from the hallway.

"Why not, it's fun." She thought though again, no words came out.

"Perhaps she is a stripper, or a whore." A younger voice responded. "They use stage names."

"According to her resume she is a slut. She is well experienced. But she isn't a whore. " The old man clarified.

"Ah, she fucks for free then."

"Yes, apparently so."

"Fuck you." She thought. Another response lost to her lack of voice.

"She's fat. Who would pay for that."

"I think some people like them fat."

A tear formed in her eye. 

"Great tits though." The old man observed. 

Unable to wipe it away, the tear rolled down her cheek and she felt it waiting on her earlobe a moment before dripping away to be swallowed by the mattress. She screamed, another sound lost on the men.

"Spectacular tits." She heard the younger man say before she felt the hand on her. "Squeeze one. We should hire her just to squeeze these tits." The embrace was soft at first and she welcomed it. Then the other man grasped her other breast and the two together gripped her breasts tightly. 

"Ow." She said at first but the prodding and squeezing continued "Fuck OW!" she yelled. No sound came and the men continued. They pinched at her nipples hard. They tugged at them. They knew just how she liked it. The pain was terrible and she cried out silently.

"I think she likes it." The young man observed.

She could see only the dim yellow bulb and had no way to know the spidery old fingers were so near her. They tugged at her panties, pulling then hard, she felt the pinch of the waitband around her waist. It too would have hurt if she weren't still being lifted off the mattress by her nippels. When it finally tore free she felt herself exposed and then felt the fingers inside of her. "She is enjoying it!" the old man exclaimed. Her cunt is wet as a fucking Canadian beaver!" His fingers delved deeper into her, she was indeed wet and the pain, intense ad unwelcome, from her nippes was in fact the pain she had asked for from men and boys for years. His fingers thrust deep in her and finally, as her orgasm forced her to expel a moan did she hear her own voice.

"Fuck, what a nasty little slut." The old man said.

"How can we not hire her." You young man responded. "I say she receives a hearty recommendation from my department."

"We already have a fatty on the fourth floor. You can have her."

"We'd be happy to invite you for a second interview. Do you have some time today, we can see if She has time to do it today?"

"NO!" she mouthed, again, silent. 

"Excellent, excellent." The men mouthed in time. 

"I think she will fit in quite nicely." The younger man said, his voice fading as he spoke.

"Ah, but how well will you fit in, my friend."

"Haha, so true. Perhaps a final interview..." the men's voices had nearly faded away entirely when she heard the steel door close. 

Dolly cried silently, she wanted her mom, she wanted her bed, she wanted Danny. He was old and cranky and drank too much and yet she wanted him. he would get her loose. He would hold her. He would make her feel better. Her Spirits were lifting with thoughts of him when she heard the door open again. She listened intently; sure she could not move or see.

"Dolly, how are you today, love. God you are beautiful lying there." It wasn't just Dan's voice, they were his words too. She cried. She shouldn't love him. She was being played. "Dolly, I'd like you meet Wife. She had a few questions. I'm sure you will do fine. I'll be right here. I love you." He mocked her. She sobbed, her breath coming in gasps. Salty tears flowed down her cheek. She just wanted to go home.

"Well hello there, you fat little conniving bitch." The woman's voice was shrill and harsh. It cut her like a knife causing her bones to ache as if she were stranded outside on a frigid morning. "As I understand it, you fuck like a little trooper." She woman was beside her. Unlike the men, she could see her. She was tall and thin with hair the red color of a fire engine. Her skin was gray and lifeless as the stone walls. Here eyes were black as death and as she laid her had on Dolly's belly it was cold. 

"My Daniel says your pussy is sweet as apple pie." She felt the cold finger enter her. It probed her, moving in circles inside of her. She knew. 

How did they all know. Her thumb stroked her clit and as she cried she felt the warmth in her belly and in her spine. She watched the woman pull her fingers out of Dolly's pussy and slowly lick them, one after another. 

"Daniel, she is delicious!" the shrill voice reported. "And you said she squeaks?"

"Oh yes!" her lover answered as the woman again penetrated her. "If you do it right, she squeaks like a dog toy.

"Oh, I must hear this!" the woman chided. "Will you come for me, you fat little pile of shit?" The woman's fingers moved deftly inside of her. "Come loud for me?" Dolly felt the soft caresses inside of her and she relaxed. As the woman's fingers warmed her from inside, her thumb pressed down on her little hood and she felt her clit massaged from inside. Again, now that she moaned, she could hear her voice.

"Fuck, Dan. Her fat little cunt can take my whole hand. She felt herself stretched but she took it. "How can you even tell you are inside of her?" 

She felt the fingers upon her, within her. If only she would...

"I have to taste it!" the shrill voice called out and she watched the woman's head disappear and then felt her mouth. Her tongue felt dry and coarse, the leathery tongue of a horse. She didn't want to but she loved it, raising her hips as far as the restraints would allow. With each stroke she felt her diaphragm spasm, it always had, and she heard the squeaks she had always made. She was so close. 

"Fuck my wet hole!" she called out to the shrew and with the words she came, a bold earth shaking orgasm that sucked her of breath and thought, clearing her mind and leaving her wasted.

"She is a fucking freaky little slut. No wonder you love her, Ass!" The shrew said to her Ex-husband.

"I didn't say I loved her. Dan answered. He had come out of the shadows. His hands were on her now too, the two of them touching and prodding and poking. "What I said was that I love to Fuck Her Ass..." he clarified. As if to make his point she felt the finger shoved up her asshole. It hurt but she was well beyond crying now. She watched him. the man she was in love with lean over to kiss his wife. They kept kissing as they repeatedly fucked her holes. She fought it but couldn't stop it and she came repeatedly. She was well beyond exhausted when they finally stopped. They stopped only to push her over on the mattress to fuck beside her. The shrill beast brayied like a horse as they did. She moved to the edge of the bed as they fucked, only then realizing she was free.

"Can I leave?" she asked them. She was started to hear her voice.

"Of course. You didn't have to stay." Dan told her. "You wanted this. I never made you do any of it."

Awkwardly she stood and walked to the door. Pulling at the nob she realized it was no heavy steel door at all. She stepped out into the small hallway of Dan's apartment. She found him in the kitchen with a cup of coffee and pan of eggs frying in bacon grease.

"Hey you, I wasn't going to come get you for another hour."

"I have to go." She told him. Her voice was hoarse. 

"Are you okay? Did you have bad dreams? I think you were crying. I tried to wake you but you weren't having any of it."

"I'm fine." She croaked. I have to go though."

"Coffee?"

"I guess. She padded back down the hall to the bedroom. She wasn't even naked. She didn't recall getting dressed but she was in fact wearing shorts and a tank top. She could have used a bra but she didn't care. She took her purse and a pair of sandals. She knew her car was downstairs. She knew now it was Monday. She had an interview.

Dan met her at the door. She looked up at him confusing him with the look on her face. "Your wife... Is she... Is she a red-head?"

"Um, no. " he kissed her on the head just as he liked to do. "Blonde. Why?" he kissed her on the lips and she struggled to kiss him back.

"No reason." She responded dryly. "I'll call you."

As she stepped out to the landing he called out to her again. "Dolly, you okay?" 

She didn't answer but continued her zombie walk to the car.

"Good luck at your interview. Let me know how it goes." She looked back at him. He too was dressed for work.

She started her car and drove home.



Dolly Pt. 06



We have a routine when we meet new swingers. We like to meet for a drink. We have been doing this long enough to know that we shouldn't even plan dinner. Dating was hard enough when it was one on one. When you are looking for chemistry between four different people it really is next to impossible.

It had gotten so impossible we hadn't even really been that active. We had met too many people and had such limited success that we really just weren't that into it. Still, their profile was nice and they were attractive so what the hell. We met at a wine bar not far from our house.

When they walked in, their pictures were not representative of what they looked like in person. This happens so frequently that we almost expect it now. We wonder how much different we look from our profile pictures. She was shorter and heavier than the pictures. He was older. 

"That's disappointing." I told David as we waited to see if they recognized us.

"It's on you then. I can tell he is older than you go for."

I know it's expected that the male half is going to be down to fuck pretty much whatever she looks like, but with David that wasn't true. He had a problem with skinny. We are past forty and he hates it when women over 40 work out until they are skin and bones. It looks okay at 20, he thinks, but older he thinks they look like Skeletor from the old He-Man cartoons. I supposed, the longer I looked at her the better she looked. She had large full breasts and hips and a little bit of a tummy but she kept her waist thin enough that she had a true hourglass figure. She had Dark hair and tan skin and could be Latina. I guess it was up to me if I was going to take one for the team. We had pledged not to ever put the other one in that situation but of course, we had done it frequently. 

He had gray hair and a gray goatee and could have been anything from a prematurely gray 35 to a fit 60. He wasn't really my type but he was tall. The men typically will be the ones to recognize each other but tonight it was different. They scanned the bar for a moment when the woman, Jennifer, recognized us, elbowed her husband, and came towards us.

Drinks went well. He was charming. David was smitten with the curvy brunette and they frequently leaned in to each other to whisper something. It usually left her giggling. She was placing her hand on his thigh.

The topic of dinner was brought up. I suggested Appetizers at the bar. Henrick liked the idea. He was born in Germany he had said but had lost his accent when he had gone to high school in Indianapolis. We talked a little about how he had immigrated to America. He was nice. He was charming. Those things are important. I really need three things if I am going to want to play. 1. I can't be a foregone conclusion. I think that's why I hate house parties. I don't like it when someone assumes they are going to get to fuck me. I have the pussy, you want the pussy, you better put the effort in. 2. I have to be attracted to you. I don't like creepy or smarmy. I don't want to hear about all of the orgies you host or all of the threesomes you've been in. I used to have fit as one of my requirements but I have learned, you can be a little chubby if you are sweet and charming. After all, my David is a little soft around the middle now. 3. You are going to need to hit on me. I really need you to come on to me. I want to hear how I am pretty and smart and how much you want me. 

I guess we were lucky that Henrick and I were doing okay because I hadn't seen David click with anyone like this. Okay, that is not true. I know he liked the woman Louise a lot. There was also Lora. The problem with both those couples was that I am selfish. We play when I want to play. I get very jealous when David actually hits it off with some woman and I am prone to throw a temper tantrum. I really don't know why it didn't happen this night but it didn't. I was on a third glass of wine and had basically downed a bowl of artichoke dip on my own when he made his move. 

"You are so pretty. We haven't been experimenting with this very long and we really haven't found any couples that we both liked. I guess I am picky."

He had said that about right. It was time for him to make a move. He started nicely; he had placed his hand on my back. He went for the lower back, not straight to my bare shoulder or so low as to be grabbing my ass. I leaned back into his hand. He moved his hand up to my bare shoulder. His touch was pleasant. I was in.

David excused himself to the restroom. It's at times like these it would be better if guys went to the restroom in groups the way women do, but they don't. With the three of us at the table, Jennifer moved closer to me. She did like to move in close to talk but when she asked what she asked, I understood.

"So you aren't really into the girl on girl thing?"

This question comes up a lot. I think at least half of the people that play are there because the woman half likes women. I don't. I'm not even curious and I was a little disappointed because it could be a deal breaker. I didn't even realize I was that ready for something to happen but I must have been.

"Nope. Not my thing. Sorry." I was a little terse but I was kind of tired of it coming up.

I think we kept talking but the change in mood was chilling. David came back and he could tell. The discussion rolled back to places we had travelled. We talked about the nude resort in Jamaica.

"That is where I got attacked." Said Jennifer. It was just awful the direction the night had gone and how quickly it had gone there. "I'm kind of like you. I never really have been into girls. We were all kind of doing our thing and I was right in the middle of it with her husband when she started trying to kiss me."

"Oh my god! That same thing! Remember Honey?" I knew exactly what Jennifer was talking about. We had been with the couple. I really liked the guy but wasn't all that big on his wife. David didn't mind her though I guess. 

"I mean, go down on me, sure. Its not like I care who goes down on me if they know what they are doing but I am not into kissing girls."

"I will suck on a tit." I admitted. "I just kind of do it for Dave, ya' know, but yeah, no kissing."

"Okay, so no girl on girl kissing. Do you guys have any other rules we should know?"

"No guy on guy kissing. I mean, you are cute and all but it's not my thing." David knew just how to deliver it and we all laughed. He had slipped back into his chair and Jennifer had moved back to his side. Her hand was below the table. I followed suit, putting my hand on Heinrick's thigh. He joined in, except that I was in a sundress, not pants and his hand, large and strong was on my bare leg. I wanted him to move it higher. Heinrick was getting directions back to our house from David. It was on, fuck it. I let go of his leg long enough to move his hand up my leg until his fingers discovered I was not wearing panties. He moved his fingers expertly. Too expertly actually and it caught me of guard and I yelped loudly in the restaurant. We got looks.

"That's one." I whispered. The table giggled and David signed off on the credit card slip.

We left the bar in our regular pairings. David teased me about getting off in the restaurant. I really hadn't expected it to happen. He teased me about being done but still having to get fucked by two men. He knew the very idea of taking two men was what got me off. The drive to our house was less than two miles and we hit every light green. We were in our garage, the other couple pulling in behind us in no time. Inside David poured wine and we all stood. It was somewhat awkward. Someone needed to make a move. To my surprise it was David.

I told you I get jealous. It is made worse when David makes the first move. Even at home on a Wednesday night David is not going to initiate sex. When he moved in behind Jennifer, pulling the strap of her dress off her shoulder and kissing her neck my reaction was subconscious and I had to fight it off. 

"I love this part." Said Heinrick and the large man moved up behind me. I turned and saw his eyes fixated on his wife being undressed by my husband. David liked watching me too. I tried to understand but just couldn't wrap my arms around it. Rather than throw a fit, I decided to play along. I moved to my knees, pulling the kitchen mat from in front of the sink for comfort. I pulled a large cock out of Heinrick's pants. He was only half erect. He also wasn't circumcised. I hadn't seen one like his in a long time, not since I was in college in Europe. I pulled the foreskin down and took him in my mouth. He placed his hands on my head. He didn't do any of that porn stuff where they yank your head around. That would have pissed me off. He just held my head. It was welcoming and I worked to fit as much of the long cock in my mouth as I could, ignoring my husband and his guest behind me.

"Lets go where it's more comfortable." I heard David say. My brain processed that he was taking his date off to fuck and I again had to fight the jealousy. He had to know. He was such a sweet man because rather than disappear; I felt his hand on mine. "Dee Dee, should we go to the living room or the bedroom."

I relaxed. "What do you think?" I looked up from my work and saw my husband, just as tall as Heinrick standing above me as well. 

"Come here." And I rose off the floor. He led me to the living room. 

We had gotten the leather sofas and ottoman almost a year ago and although I had looked at the oversized padded footstool often and considered its material, padding and height, we had never taken advantage of it. I saw Jennifer, nude, reclined in the chair. Her legs were crossed.

"You have lovely breasts." I observed. She thanked me and squeezed her left breast. It was large, full, and tanned with a perfectly shaped areola and nipple. If she were on top of David later I would suck on her tits for him. Just for his benefit though.

I was thinking of her tits when they collapsed on me. Both men, tall, strong, hairy, handsy, with hard cocks, joined forces to undress me. It was a blur and I know my mind went blank. Looking back I can only remember it as if viewing a slideshow of it. My tits were out, they each sucked one and my knees were weak. Then my dress was down. I remember propping myself up, a cock in each hand. Then I was seated. I remember hearing Jennifer talking. I remember looking back to see her legs spread, her fingers working her clitty. I remember taking a cock in my mouth. I remember getting my pussy eaten and coming with Heinrick's long dick down my throat, and I remember getting fucked, I had been on my knees. It was hard to keep my mouth on David's cock. It wasn't as long as the other mans but it was fat. I remember Jennifer coming from the couch. She didn't kiss me but her hand moved between my legs and I remember how hard I came when she fingered my clit while her husband fucked me. 

I don't really remember moving off the ottoman to the couch but I can recall sitting there, stroking Heinrick as David replaced me. He was on his back, Jennifer, her long hair pulled back felated him vigorously. She was bent over right in front of us.  

That's when it happened. That's when I was turned. Not by a woman, but by a man.

"I love the way her pussy looks when she is bent over like that." He said. It was true.

I don't think pussy turned me on so much as I was turned on by her pussy. Jennifer's pussy. Heinrick sold it to me, sitting on the couch, whispering in my ear, his hand easing my just fucked hole. He whispered. "I love how her plump lips close. It is so sweet. All of her secrets are hidden."

I had to agree. That may have been it. It didn't look anything like mine. Mine was blatantly a pussy. I had labia that stood out. Men said they liked it because they could find my clit so easily. I have to say I liked how easily they found it.

"She keeps it so smooth. I can just imagine now it would feel on my tongue. It's as smooth and soft as a peach and it tastes just as sweet." I had never understood the peach simile but looking at her wonderful little mound of flesh, I understood. I wanted it to taste like a peach. I wanted it to be sweet and juicy and soft on my tongue.

"When you kiss it, she purrs. I like to lick her and listen to her purr. She is like a kitten. If you stroke her and kiss her just right, she comes softly. She whimpers as you touch her."

I wasn't drunk. I wasn't stoned. I was sober, horny, and wanting to lick that pussy.

"You should touch her. Feel how soft she is."

Never, ever, could I have imagined touching another woman's vagina. I just remember being in a daze, seduced by the man's gentle voice. I moved to the floor behind the woman. I moved my hand up her thigh. It felt nothing like a man's thigh. It was soft and smooth, like running my hand over fresh sheets. When I finally touched her, finally felt her lips against the tips of my fingers, they too were soft. This was nothing like holding a dick. It was the exact opposite. My fingers moved over her, separating her perfectly plump smooth lips until I could slide my finger into her. I heard her moan, her mouth filled with cock.

My hand job had to go on for an eternity. Everything was new. I had to explore my first pussy. I felt inside of her. I felt smooth folks of flesh and the rough texture where I came to realize her G spot truly existed. I hadn't intended to make her come so hard but she did. I felt it in her legs and ass, I felt it as her pussy tightened around my finger, and I heard it as she struggled to keep the fat cock in her mouth.

"Isn't it wonderful." Heinrick cooed in my ear.

"Yes!" My whisper sounded more like a hiss.

"You should taste it. You should hear how she will moan when you lick her."

"Oh god, I want to lick her. I want to eat a pussy."

"Jen, come here for a minute."

I didn't even consider that I was interrupting David's blowjob. I didn't even consider that I was doing what I said I never would do. In that moment I knew only that I wanted to eat a pussy. The woman moved to the love seat. She spread her legs for me. Her tight plump lips parted just so slightly and I saw the deep red fold just at the top of the thin dark line. I leaned forward. I used my fingers to spread her open for me. I laid my tongue on her and she did purr, just as he said she would.

I tasted her, I smelled the scent of a woman and I only found myself wanting more. The more she purred the more I had to make her come. The men gripped my tits and fingered my clit and rubbed their fingers inside my pussy until both of us, moaned. I felt her orgasm around my finger and as she whimpered I too felt mine wash over me. I moaned into the woman's wet pussy and she pulled my head to her, pressing my tongue firmly into her.

"I need a dick." I heard her moan some time later. It could have been seconds or minutes, I have no idea. I watched David fuck the woman and then watched Heinrick fuck her as she cleaned the cum from David's cock. 

We all sat naked on the back patio. Jennifer it seems smoked and I found myself mooching one for the first time in at least a decade. It was closing on midnight and they thought they should probably get going. Jennifer pouted about leaving and we broke a rule as David took her into the bedroom alone. Heinrick and I sat talking. We planned to get together again. It might be a couple of weeks but it was definitely going to happen. We ended up making out, our naked tired bodies pressed together. That wasn't so much against the rules as it was just something that had never happened. He was a charming motherfucker.

When Jennifer emerged from the bedroom she was dressed. David followed her out in a towel. Heinrick dressed and we walked them to the door.

"That was new." David commented as he closed the door and we retired to the bedroom. He brought two more glasses of wine and I was happy to partake.

"Hold your horses, buster. Don't get excited. That was like a one time thing."

"But you liked it."

I thought for a moment. I did like it. "Actually, I loved it."

"Really?" He was honestly more curious than anything else.

"I mean, hers is special. It was different then most. I don't think I want to do that to just any woman."

"But you want to do that to her again."

I was quiet, I knew the answer but wasn't sure I wanted to vocalize it. I took another long swallow of wine. "We have plans for a couple weeks from now."

"Really?" Again, he seemed honestly surprised. 

"You liked them though?"

"I liked them a lot actually. That isn't good usually." He understood my jealousy and was actually pretty good about it. 

"Maybe its different if we share her." I said flirting. I moved on top of him. It was a rule, after we played, we always had to make love. At least we had to try, sometimes he was worn out. I felt his cock between my legs and rocked until I felt it slide into me. 

I rode my husband vigorously. I was surprised at my own energy. Maybe it wasn't that late or maybe I hadn't had as much to drink as I thought but really, I think it's that I was imagining eating a pussy as I rocked on top of him. I thought of her spread wide for me. I thought of being coupled of to her, eating her pussy when she ate mine. I came hard. It took David a while to catch up but finally I felt him fill me. I climbed off and kissed him. Curled up beside him I dreamt of cocks and pussy and licking. I could be a dirty little slut at times.



Dolly Pt. 07



Dan was settling into an almost normal domestic life with Dolly. They spent most nights at his apartment playing house. She had met his daughters. They seemed to get along well enough, he was worried about his older daughter, she seemed uncomfortably with dolly being closer to her own age then his but seemed to be suffering it in silence. Dolly would go home when the girls came for the weekend going out with her friends. As was their new habit, on weekends when Dan had his girls he would drop them off Sunday afternoon and then stop by Dolly's apartment. 

Dan wasn't even expected to knock anymore and when he entered he scared the three of them. Dolly, Stephanie, and Stephanie's gay boyfriend. Dan had settled into the realization that Kevin was indeed gay. He and Stephanie had no plans to marry any time soon and Stephanie still hadn't slept with him, or fucked him, whatever. They were stoned and sitting on the floor. They freaked when he stepped in.

Dan worked to catch up, drinking bourbon and taking more than his share of the next bowl kevin stuffed in the bright orange glass bong. He relaxed back on the floor beside Dolly, Dolly was playing with her handcuffs. Dan had no idea what had gotten them to the living room but he tried not to wonder what Dolly did with her weekends on her own. Now that he knew what Dolly and Stephanie got up to in their free time alone he didn't worry about Dolly picking up stray guys. It was true, their relationship had moved to the next level.

"Is bondage a fetish?" dolly asked him. It had seemed to come out of no where but it was apparently a conversation that had been going on before he arrived.

"Sure."

"I guess I do have a fetish." Dolly clipped one cuff around Dan's right hand and smiled devilishly.

"I think you have every fetish." He giggled back at her and she clasped it down firmly causing him to wince.

"I don't think I have any." Stephanie said. "I want one. Should I have one?"

"Is being 'bi' a fetish?" he asked honestly, drawing an elbow from Dolly. When he looked up at her she nodded at Kevin. Clearly Dan had been the first one to be let onto their little secret.

"I don't think 'bi' or 'gay' is a fetish. I think they are just normal sexual orientations. I think I fetish has to be more aberrant." Kevin said thoughtfully. 

"So wanting a dick isn't a fetish?" Dan joked, drawing a giggle from Dolly.

"No, no I don't think so." Kevin added. Dolly giggled again drawing a stern look from Stephanie.

"Do I have a fetish?" Dan asked Dolly. "I think you are my fetish."

"No shit." Dolly replied. "Chubby Chaser."

"I don't think I'm a chubby chaser."

"You wanted to make love to me. I'm fat. I think you like us fat girls." Steph was smiling. 

Kevin was not smiling at all. "You tried to fuck Stephanie? When was this?" He said, he was a little testy but not mad yet.

"Before I knew any of you. Yeah, I was hot for Stephanie. I have Dolly now though." He grinned, hoping he'd covered himself.

"I'm fat too." She said. "You like 'em fat."

"Maybe I just like you." He tried to argue. He was facing the realization. It kept coming up, maybe it was true.

"If we got naked right now, you would get hard as a rock."

"Well yeah. Naked women."

Dolly pulled her shirt off. She unhooked her bra. Kevin's eyes went wide. "Tell me you don't want to rub your cock on my belly." She laid back. He sat watching her. He did love her round little belly and he was hard. "You want to jack off on my fat belly, don't you."

"Just because you are hot." He argued further. It felt like a weak argument.

"Steph, come here." The girl joined Dolly on the floor. Without thinking Dolly pulled her halter off, belly bounced everywhere. "Tell me you don't want to shoot your load on our big fat tits. Rub your cock around in it, smear it all over our fat bellies.

"I don't think I like this." Kevin murmured. No one seemed to notice. 

The pot and booze had hold of Dan, as did the fleshy girls, rubbing their tits together. He wanted to suck their tits. Her wanted his hands on their pale skin. 

"Come on Danny, jack off on us." Stephanie chimed in.

"Call him Daddy. He likes it."

"Daddy? Jack off for us." Stephanie teased. She was definitely more outgoing stoned. 

Dan dropped his pants and his cock pointed long and straight at the girls.

"You like fat girls. Say it." Dolly commanded. 

"Come on Daddy, jack of for us." Steph added. He already was. He stroked his cock and the women pressed their four immense tits together. He was close. 

The girls mouths met and he was there. The first shot of cum hit directly between their tits and they turned to him. "More." One of them asked. He couldn't tell which one but he stroked hard and got more for them. He hadn't gotten any since dolly left Thursday morning and he shot what felt like gallons on their tits, it rolled down the large mounds and onto their bellies.

"Rub it in, Daddy." Dolly commanded and he kneeled beside the girls, rubbing his sticky load into their fleshy bodies. 

He rubbed his cock on their tits. He pressed his cock between them. They giggled.

"Roll over. I have to fuck now." He told dolly but before she had her shorts off Stephanie had her ass spread in front of him. 

"No." her heard Dolly almost yell. Dan was shocked but he stopped. He hadn't even thought about it. He looked down at Dolly and realized what she was talking about. Quickly he pressed himself into her, their bodies slapping together. He was mid stroke when Stephanie got off the floor to stand beside him. She pressed one of her fat tits in his mouth. He fucked a fat ass and sucked on fat titties until he exploded inside Dolly's wet cunt. He collapsed afterward, the exertion not mixing well with the put and whisky. 

"What happened to Kevin?" he asked, realizing the boy had escaped. 

"Oh shit." Said Steph as she bounced up off the floor.

Dolly rolled over on top of him, he ran his hands over her round body.

"You are a chubby chaser."

"You know. I don't ever really think of you as chubby."

"It's okay. I like that you like it." 

They laid together. Kevin and Stephanie were talking in the bedroom. They weren't yelling but it sounded tense.

"She's fatter than me. You aren't going to dump me for her, are you?"

Dan strained his neck to look up at her. "You're crazy." He told her. Kissing her forehead.

"It's your fetish." She said to him. 

"I have a fetish for blow jobs too."

"You do? I have a fetish for giving them." She smiled at him.

"It will piss Kevin off if he finally calms down and comes out to see you sucking me off out here."

"He'll want to join me!"

"Eww. Jesus."

"Lay back, you chubby chaser." He did as he was told and closed his eyes to enjoy himself. Fetish or not, he did like a blow job.



Dolly Read



Dolly Read held her breath as the matron zipped up the black velvet bunny costume. This was a special outfit worn only by girls who were selected to work the VIPs at the Playboy Club. It was an honor, but an uncomfortable one. Bunny costumes were extremely tight fitting and the VIP version was cut even tighter. Maybe it was worth it; looking at herself in the mirror Dolly saw that the radiant sheen of the dark velvet accentuated the lush curves of her hour glass figure.

Her large fleshy rear was revealed in soft round arcs and her creamy white breasts were pushed up, a marvel of delights against the deep black of the uniform. She turned in the mirror for a final inspection and jiggled the little cotton tail into the glass. Giving the matron a hug, she scurried out of the dressing room. Like the fabled white rabbit she was late for a very important date.

Dolly was scheduled to appear as Miss May 1966 but she got to Chicago in October and had spent endless weeks in training in preparation for the opening of a Club in London. She also had been kept busy with photo shoots. 

The publisher would sit in on the sessions and watch Dolly pose. She could gauge the level of his excitement by the glow of his pipe. They had even snuggled a bit during a couple of movie nights in the living room, but she had not made it to his bed....yet. 

Not that she was resistant. She had heard about him from the other girls and was really quite curious. In fact, she was more curious the longer he waited. She also was a bit anxious for some action since she'd had none since getting to the States.

Dolly opened the door of the room she'd be called to. She furrowed her brow for a moment and looked so cute as she seemed to puzzle out where she was. This wasn't the famous master bedroom. It was actually a rather small room with a very small bed. Off to one side was a large, a very large leather sofa with a coffee table in front of it. Strewn all over the table were what she recognized as various photographs of her, many quite revealing.

Sitting on one end of the couch, puffing on his ubiquitous pipe was the publisher. At the other end was an extremely tall man holding a shot of the completely nude Dolly, a shot that would never be published because it showed everything.

Dolly stood by the door and chewed on her thumb shyly; she was oddly embarrassed to have walked in on men studying her revealing photos. These men seemed struck by the situation too but hardly embarrassed; they seemed quite pleased to have the real thing in front of them as they immediately rose to greet her. Blimey, the tall man was as big as a tree. He had to be over 7 feet!

"Welcome Dolly; we were just talking about you," said the publisher. He introduced the tall man and chuckled at Dolly's blank stare. "Of course, Dolly doesn't follow American sports; I don't think she's even heard of basket ball." The tall man nodded at the explanation; he was used to women recognizing him straight away. It was something he counted on in his forays for sex.

The publisher walked over and led Dolly back to the couch. She sat in the center and even though there was plenty of room on the large couch the tall man sat with his thigh pressed against her. The leather seat felt cool on her plump fanny but she could feel the heat of his skin through the nylon of her stockings. 

The man towered almost two feet above her and Dolly shivered a little bit, sensing menace in his close proximity. She looked back at the table and blushed at the photos. "Can we put these away?" she asked quietly. 

The tall man gathered them up into a pile with the full-frontal nude right on top. He gave that photo another look and a smirk appeared on his face as he put the collection on his other side. He clearly was taking possession of them.

"How has your bunny training been going? I see you've earned your VIP togs already." The publisher turned to the tall man. "This lovely little lady has a lot of responsibility. She's going to help open the London Playboy Club."

Dolly had more confidence now. "Oh, it's all been great fun. The girls have been so kind and the training has been very hard. But it's really fabulous to meet with the club members, just smashing!" Her British accent was almost singing as she gushed on about all her activities. She looked even more fetching as she rapidly chattered on about her adventures, her eyes getting brighter and her short rapid breaths lifting those creamy mounds up and down in the tight costume..

"Well," the publisher interrupted with a gentle smile, "I've been telling our friend here all about you. Your gatefold is going to be spectacular. One of the best ever. We expect a big response."

"I'm very excited about it. Though it is a bit of a bother to be posing all the time. You need a proper holiday after Mr. Posar finishes with his cameras and flashbulbs. But he is a dear man."

She was about to chatter along again but the publisher held up his hand. "Yes, my dear, you are doing excellent work for the Playboy family. Now, I have a special favor to ask you." Dolly felt the tall man snuggle in closer and rest his large hand lightly on her leg.

"Our friend here is planning to spend a good bit of time here at the mansion, both whenever his team is in town, and when he has breaks in the season. We're even preparing a special room for him. Isn't that right?" The tall man nodded seriously.

"And what he's asked for," the publisher went on, "what he's requested quite specifically, for is for you, as a special favor to our family to take him under your wing."

"Sir?" Dolly's eyebrows were arched in a doubtful expression.

"You know, help him get adjusted to things here. Make him comfortable and welcome." Dolly didn't have time to respond before the publisher abruptly slapped his hands onto his knees and stood up. "Well, that's settled then. Thank you so much." 

Suddenly Dolly and the huge man were alone in the room.

Both were silent and Dolly nudged her sweet round bottom away from him, sliding along on the smooth leather. It was almost comical to watch the little girl glide sideways only to be followed the enormous man until she was pinned between the arm rest of the couch and his massive, muscular leg. All along she had kept her large soft eyes demurely focused on the table in in front of her, while his eyes flashed with lecherous greed as he looked at her tender body futilely trying to escape. 

His hand was back on her leg now and squeezing quite possessively. Her arms crossed her chest and her ankles crossed too as if she were protecting herself. Now he just sat there looming almost two feet above her. His face became blank, almost serene; he seemed to be waiting for her.

All sorts of emotions were colliding in Dolly's brain. On the one hand she was nervous, even afraid. His hands were huge; he was huge. His body seemed to be nothing but tightly packed muscle and his attitude made his intentions quite clear. On the other hand she felt confident that she could handle the situation and she felt protected here in the mansion; everything was under her control. And it was intriguing that his hands were so enormous, that he was so gigantic. His muscular build was quite attractive really; he was strange and exotic to her. And she hadn't had a proper shagging for quite awhile.

Without looking at him, she spoke up, "Would you like the grand tour?"

"What do you think?" he responded with a dismissive snort.

"Well I thought I was supposed to give you a tour; Mr. Hefner's house is quite interesting. A proper palace really."

"How 'bout a tour of what's in that funny costume?"

Really, how crude and indelicate! She looked at him crossly and spoke primly, "Haven't seen many girls have we?"

"Doll, you have no idea," he chuckled.

"My name is Dolly, please. Like your Dolly Madison." Truly he was a most infuriating man. "I call a sweet little thing like you doll. You're a cute little doll, ready to play."

He squeezed her leg harder and put his other hand under her chin as he spoke. He lifted her face and bent down and kissed her. She kept her lips locked against his probing tongue but at the last moment, before using all her strength to pull her head away, she darted her little pink tongue out and drew it over his. She liked his taste.

She leapt off the couch and stood a few feet away from him with her hands on her hips. She prattled on like a strict but frenzied tour guide. "Would you like to know how many rooms there are here in the mansion, or the size of the kitchen? Did you know that there is a Latin inscription on the door? It says..."

Without realizing how fast he had moved she found herself pulled back, almost flying in the air, and landing in his lap. He had one hand on her back and the other across her thighs pressing her round plump ass into his crotch. She wiggled and snuggled into the warmth of his solid muscles. This was a bit of all right wasn't it?

But she wasn't about to admit defeat. "You are quite the naughty boy aren't you?" She tapped his lips with her finger punctuating each of her clipped British syllables. 

He chuckled, confident that the battle was won. "Come on baby. You know I got what you want."

"Oh really? I believe it is I who has what you want." She wagged her finger in admonishment.

"I don't know baby. Where you got it?"

She giggled. "Right here in this velvet outfit."

He quite brazenly slit a hand into her breathtaking cleavage and she felt a thrilling spark from his touch even as she prudishly snatched his hand away. "Now really, that's for gentlemen who behave like proper gentlemen with proper manners."

They sat looking at each other for a second. She spoke again. "Well, it's clear that I have something you desire, but I'm doubtful if you can return in kind."

"Oh, I got something right here for you doll. Right here in my pocket." He tapped his slacks. 

It was the oldest, cheesiest trick in the book, but in his quest for women he had no shame. She knew exactly what to expect. It was the sort of trick school boys played back at school. She squirmed enough to reach down and slide her slender hand, her tender fingers, into his pocket. Even has she dug in she looked straight into his eyes with a look of confident defiance. Sure enough her finger tips made direct contact with the skin of his thigh. Sparks shot under her hand and sparks flashed in her lovely eyes ; she couldn't hide her delight and excitement. His eyes blazed too, telling her that the hunt was over; in a few moments he's be stripping her bare and taking her sweet flesh.

Her fingers scratched the tight muscles then withdrew quickly.

The beautiful girl paused for a moment. "Hmm," she spoke delicately, "Perhaps you could manage to hold my attention with that for a few moments."

He smirked with satisfaction. Now it was show time, for sure. His cock was hardening against her delightfully round bottom and she squirmed sexily, tickling it. She stretched out her shapely legs and kicked off her shoes. She pulled her knees up to her chin and curled up like a kitten in his lap. Her arms reached down and pulled his head toward her round soft face and her lips parted for a deep and passionate kiss.

She was yielding completely; all that was left was for him to uncover her treasures. He sank back into the plush leather couch, sighing contentedly and setting himself to his happy task.

He picked up one of her dainty wrists and she lightly brushed her fingers across his face, slipping each finger into his mouth for a moment. His fingers undid the cufflinks and tossed the stiff, starched wrist bands away.

"Careful," she moaned, "I have to pay for any damages." He smiled and took up the other hand and stripped it too. He could feel the anxious beat of her pulse in those slender wrists. While his fingers worked she took her tiny hand off his face and licked the taste of him with her soft pink tongue. She used that same hand to slide her moist fingers into his shirt. He moaned at her warm touch. With expert agility she used her thumb and forefinger to flick open each button.

Dolly's nails scratched down his chest causing him to writhe and press his growing cock up against her rear. He twisted her around and lifted her soft, dark hair and undid the collar and tie. He kissed the spot where the collar had covered her neck and she leaned back into him, reaching back to hold his head with her hands.

He pushed her forward slightly and caressed the expanse of white flesh across her shoulders and back. Dolly's smooth, milky pale skin was literally pouring out of the uniform because it was so tight. Even more her chest was expanding as she heaved with deep and lustful breaths.

The skin right at the edge of the garment, the flesh pinched by the tight cinching of the cloth, was the most sensitive. She let out a sharp peep as he dug his fingers along that line. Her hands were still on his head and her fingers writhing all over his face and ears and neck. His hands came around and pushed up those spectacular breasts and Dolly let out a contented whimper. She twisted her head and they kissed again.

Down his hands pressed along her flat belly and against the swell of her crotch. They rested on her fleshy and curvy hips and with one smooth motion he stood, lifting her in the air. 

Dolly gasped with delight at the flying sensation and being trained as a dancer, she dropped her legs and pointed her toes straight down. Her arms fell to her sides. He strode across the room with his prize and stopped in the center. Dolly squealed when he suddenly spun her in the air. When he caught her hips she was facing him now.

He moved forward again and Dolly looked at him with soulful eyes, knowing where they were headed. She sighed as she enjoyed the feel of his strength squeezing her hips and lifting her up.

She felt her tiny feet touching the soft surface of the satin sheets. He stood her up and took a step back to drink her in. Standing straight up on the edge of the bed she finally was eye to eye with the enormous man. She rested her hands on his shoulders and they kissed again. Their tongues darted and danced and suddenly his plunged in deeply tickling the back of her throat.

He lifted her bunny ears off as if they were a crown and then his hungry hands began to pat and squeeze up and down her body. He jerked open the laces cinching closed the bottom of the outfit and Dolly swooned as the uniform's tight grip on her torso was released. His hands were frantic and eager now and they ran up her back and the zipper was jammed down in one sharp pull. Without any ceremony at all he grabbed the front of the costume and pulled it down. The velvet fell away, gliding down her legs and landing at her feet with a soft rustling sound. With her hands still resting on her shoulders she delicately stepped out of the costume and dropped it to the floor with a flick of her tiny foot.

She lifted her hands off his shoulders and rested them behind her head. Her magnificent breasts jutted forward. Her skin was pale but the moist warm flesh of her heaving mounds was even more pale, highlighting the flaming red of her aroused nipples. Her soft wide shoulder and chest tapered down to her narrow waist; the luscious curves then spread out in the shape of her plump and juicy thighs, still covered by the black tights. Her cute little bellybutton, peeking out over the edge of the tights, fluttered with her rapid breathing. Her eyes flickered with anticipation and pride and her lips were parted. letting out her shallow breaths. Her dark hair shimmered in the light as her whole body trembled slightly.

His jaw dropped. This was what he had been waiting for. He had had plenty of women in his life but Dolly was certainly among those at the top of the list. He thanked himself for coming up with the idea of settling at the mansion. He already was planning to collect Lisa Baker and Sue Bernard next, after that there were some cute little blondes to pursue, but ever since the publisher had shown him Dolly's pictures he knew that she would be one of the best. 

He embraced her again, crushing those delectable pillows against his chest. Her mouth responded eagerly and her hands pushed his open shirt off his back.

His massive hands dug into the flesh of her spine and ran down her back. His fingers gripped the elastic of the tights and in a savage jerk wrenched them down over her ass and kept pulling, flipping her backwards on the bed. His arm flew up in an arch as his body followed hers down and he yanked the nylon off her legs.

He landed next to her and he was a different man now. His mouth pounced on those delicious nipples and he sucked and gorged like a kid with an ice cream cone. Her flesh melted into his mouth and she sobbed as the heat of his lips and tongue seared through her surrendering body. 

With one hand he held her hair brutally, forcing her to arch her back and press her wondrous bosom into his face. His other hand pressed on her belly and then slid down. With no warning, first one finger, then another pierced her sex, causing her back to arch even more.

Her hands scratched and grazed along his chest and belly straining to reach what was still in his pants.

He probed inside her as her body thrashed and bucked, then abruptly he pushed her towards the head of the bed and flipped his head between her legs. His mouth covered her entire pussy and his tongue dug in, licking and slurping and finally beating and teasing against her clit.

Dolly was stunned by the rapid actions, the way she was so completely stripped and possessed. The pleasure in her sex rolled up her body paralyzing her with bliss. Bolts of ecstasy fired into her, pinning her to the bed. She had never felt an orgasm grip her so quickly and she struggled to breath; she had no energy to move or make a sound as she absorbed the pleasure engulfing her.

As the heavenly tingles ebbed slowly Dolly felt herself being pulled up into a sitting position. At the same time he was stretching his giant body down on the bed. "OK little dolly, let's see what you can do."

Dolly fingers gingerly reached out to the zipper of his slacks. She was already mesmerized by the outline of the long, thick shape bulging in the fabric. She opened the pants and slid her hand in. Her hands were warm and moist but they felt cool against the heat of his throbbing shaft.

Her nails ran over it and the rock hard pole twitched violently. She pulled out her hand in fear and tugged his pants down and off. 

She looked with saucer eyes at the shaft standing straight up like a flag pole. Shifting herself next to his hips she wrapped her two hands around it and with a gentle squeezing pressure glided up and down its length.

"Come on girl. You know what to do."

Dolly shook her head involuntarily. There was no way she could get even the head of that thing in her mouth, but she leaned down and used her tongue to tickle the base and the balls and then run up and down the shaft eagerly. She sat straight up and pressed the beast between her two creamy breasts and began to twirl her tongue around the head, finishing up by digging into the slit at the very tip.

She used her mouth for a long time, savoring every inch of him, enjoying his salty taste. Her body still vibrated from the tongue lashing he'd given her and she felt him trembling and saw his eyes roll back in his head. 

As her tongue worked the tip again her eyes gazed into his face. She watched as an almost carnivorous gleam came to his eyes. His white teeth looked like fangs. She knew he was going to explode. 

And explode he did, but not in the way the poor girl expected. He sprang up and grabbed her hair and threw her onto the bed. He leapt upon her and gripped her shoulders. With one solid thrust he rammed all of himself into her. He was in a blind frenzy, desperate to ravage the delicious milky flesh of her sweet body.




Dolly Read



Dolly's nerves were torn and ripped as that massive head raced up into her. It was the end for her, all ration and reason was gone; she had no control over her body even if she wanted it. The pleasure burst in her like a nova and kept building from there. He pounded her mercilessly with his fingers digging deep into her shoulders to keep her locked onto his body. He shot into her volley after volley. He flipped her over and she dangled like a doll as he took her from behind. She smiled blissfully unaware of the brutal treatment her petite body was enduring. Her sheath was a tight velvet glove squeezing him endlessly as she floated above him in a calm cloud of pleasure. Again he shot into her, burning his juices deep into her body. Now he was on his back lifting her up and down over his shaft like a puppet. Her hair danced and her lovely breasts bounced up and down in rhythm. Still she smiled with half-closed eyes, happy as he filled her body over and over again. Her body responded to each thrust, tightening her sheath and moving her body with his.

He continued this way for hours, bending and bouncing her like a little doll. Dolly's body was a quivering mass of sexual satisfaction; the more he drilled her the tighter and sweeter her body became, and the look on her face was sweeter and more angelic with each stroke of his shaft.

In the morning Dolly awoke to find herself being presented breakfast in bed by the tall man. He was now meek and humble as he solicitously served her.

"I gotta tell you little girl. I hammered you like there was no tomorrow. You just rode along on cloud nine. And baby you sent me into orbit about a million times over. I guess you're the champ."

"Of course I'm the champ, silly boy," Dolly giggled in her sweet English accent, "Rule Britannia, you know."

The tall man stretched his 7'1" frame across the bed and chuckled. "I guess you're right doll. I better stick to American girls for awhile. When you get downstairs would you do me a favor and send up Lisa Baker?"

Dolly tittered with that musical English lilt in her voice. "You are an insatiable one, aren't you? Well, I don't mind doing as requested," and as she spoke her tiny hands were pulling his rising cock up between her heaving breasts, "But it's best I establish full claim to my throne first." She couldn't say more because her lovely soft mouth was full of him.



Dolly Takes A Lover



Rob was dead! Gone after 20 years of marriage! GONE!! And the nagging empty loneliness was starting to tell on his stunning mature widow, Dolly. Rob and Dolly had been through and seen it all in their long union. A May-December marriage that started out like a torrid sexual inferno had subsided into a friendly sterile cohabitation, only to be thunderously resuscitated when Dolly had been repeatedly raped by escaped convicted rapist, Lyle Buhr.

Buhr's monster cock had stretched Dolly's revirginated pussy and aroused previously unstimulated nerve endings and created an voracious mature sex slave. Dolly had dieted and exercised to tone her voluptuous body into a creature of unparalleled beauty and sensuousness.

Her plump rounded tits measured a stunning 37DD. The pink bullet-like nipples, centered in silver dollar sized, lightly pebbled areolas, responded to the touch to an excited state of erection that fairly shouted to be tweaked, pinched, pulled, sucked and twirled. 

Her sculptured Scandinavian face with her ice blue eyes, platinum hair and flawless glowing complexion turned headswherever she went. She had worked hard to flatten her slight round belly and she had succeeded. She was a flat as any woman her age with just the slightest sexy roundness to her belly and was proud of her accomplishment. Her sensuously rounded 36 inch hips encased a firm well defined ass. Her legs were short and muscular, but nicely formed to carry her regal upright carriage. 

All in all, Dolly was a stunningly beautiful woman with all the feminine wiles to excite any red-blooded man. The loss of her husband had hit her hard. She had enjoyed a close companionship, as well a rejoined sex life with Rob. And now he was gone. She missed the verbal repartee and physical closeness they had shared. To ease her mind from dwelling on her loss, she threw herself into her work as a nurse in a local nursing home. 

Immediately following Rob's death, her friends and co-workers had kept her busy with invitations to dinners and recreational outings, along with some obvious attempts to link her up with available males. Dolly had seen through these and had sloughed them off as too early and too mismatched. She had had a good marriage and was not ready to enter into an emotional relationship with any man...not just yet, anyhow!

She had vowed to Rob on his deathbed that she would not re-marry and she fully intended to honor the pledge...even though it went against the growing ache in her pussy to be filled with hard hot cock meat.

It was the practice that the resident's doctors routinely visited the nursing home to check on their condition and to provide orders and guidance for the nursing staff. Dolly's position of Director of Nursing placed her in close daily contact with the visiting MD's. One of the "docs", as they were called by the nurses was Dr. Vincent Ferugia. Dr. Ferugia was a startlingly handsome man of about 6 feet tall with a ruddy, tanned classic Mediterranean face. His was 45 years old and had lost his wife about 5 years ago in a car crash.

The good doctor possessed a gentle and comforting bedside manner and the residents under his care loved him. His demeanor around the staff was professional and detached...except around Dolly. When he was in close proximity to the strikingly beautiful Dolly, he turned on the charm that had endeared him to his friends and patients for years. He did not hesitate to compliment her on her physical and intellectual attributes that were anything but professional. He flattered her with comments about her hair, her dress, her complexion and even, one day, about her body. Dolly had always been a little shy and reacted to his attentions with a casual reticence. But, under her casual attitude, she was thrilled at his growing interest. After all, he WAS the most attractive man that ever came into her facility! 

Doctor Ferugia soon developed the habit of stopping into Dolly's office and discussing various aspects of patient care that they both shared. Dolly delighted with the seeming extra attention that the good doctor showered her with. Every day that he visited the facility was a day that Dolly looked forward to with growing anticipation.

As time when on, these clinical meetings in Dolly's office took a more personal turn. Dolly sincerely shared many common interests with the good doctor and it seemed quite normal to be curious about him and likewise Doctor Vince, she now called him, was growing more interested in Dolly and just who she was and what she liked and disliked and what made her so desirable to him.

Dolly, while enjoying the attention that Doctor Vince showered her with, was looking more intensely at this gorgeous male who sat across her desk. His swarthy good looks, his chiseled Mediterranean features and his toned large body had her pussy tingling in spite of herself. When he would reach out and brush her hand as he was speaking, it was as if he was electrifying her. On occasion, during pauses in the conversation, she would let her mind drift and thought of the possibilities, ...ahhh, the possibilities. Could this man really be interested in her, an older much married mature woman? 

Then one day while they were talking in the hallway, Dr. Vince gently laid his hand on Dolly's shoulder and turning her to face him, "Dolly, would you be agreeable to have dinner with me tonight?" 

Somewhat taken aback and more than a little flustered, Dolly replied, "I'd be delighted. What time do you suggest?" 

Still softly holding her hands in his, he asked, "How would seven-thirty be? Can I pick you up at your house in Oakdale?"

"Seven-thirty would be just fine, I'll be ready." And with that affirmation, Dolly's fate was sealed. Their eyes locked for what seemed to Dolly to be an eternity. Waves of excitement that she hadn't felt in years washed over her.

The rest of the day was a blur to Dolly. "What to wear? How much make up? Do I have any underwear sexy enough? What am I thinking ...it's just a dinner. My God, he's so handsome. I wonder where he'll take me?..." The seconds ticked by like glacial eons, the hours like super slow motion as Dolly's anticipation mounted. Finally, it was time to leave the facility and go home and get ready for her big night. Arriving at her home, Dolly was in a state of excited anticipation.

What to wear...what to wear? After she showered, she lightly trimmed her pussy bush. She spent a good three quarters of an hour going through her fine wardrobe. Finally she chose a silver blue wrap-around sheath with a, to her anyway, was a daring decollete. Showing just enough swelling breast to be enticing, but not too provocative. To add a bit of mystery and allure, she chose a soft shimmering silver flecked wrap to warm her shoulders and compliment her platinum locks. 

She picked through her bra collection, finally selecting a lacy underwire demi-bra that lifted and pushed up her exceptional tits and barely covered her thrusting rosy pink nipples. Trying it on, she was very satisfied with the way it shaped her sensational superstructure and gave her a very sexy look. While Dolly usually wore pantyhose for daily work, tonight she wriggled into a satin/lace, rather conservative pair of panties. Her fancy spandex/lace garter belt finished the foundation. 

It was time to complete her make-up and hair. For starters, she applied a touch of Oscar de la Renta cologne to her trimmed pussy and between her swelling breasts. The understated musky sexiness of that particular scent always aroused her and she wondered about what effect, if any, it would have on Dr. Vince. She spend an inordinate amount of time to make sure that every hair was in its' perfect place for this perfect evening.

When she was satisfied with the radiant glowing image in the mirror, she began applying her final step...her make-up. Dolly had been trained as an esthetician before she had become a nurse, so that she had extensive knowledge of how to enhance her natural beauty to the maximum extent.

First the eyeliner, shadow, blusher, and the lovely lip color. She was simply a visage of feminine loveliness as she slipped into her tight silver blue sheath dress. As a final touch, she put on her diamond studded nugget necklace (a remembrance from a husband past) and her tasteful diamond earrings. She was now ready to meet her "first date" since Rob's death and excited to experience whatever was about to happen.

Dolly was no naive, innocent woman when it came to sex and the wonders that it held, but it had been a fairly long time since her adventures with Rob and the many men whom she had enjoyed and who had enjoyed her. As she awaited her handsome exciting escort she was atingle with sexual exhilaration.

At last, the doorbell announcing the arrival of Dr. Vince and his magic chariot to paradise! Grabbing her soft silver shoulder wrap she hurried to the door. She smiled and almost gasped at her handsome beaming escort, resplendent in his dark suit, tastefully understated pink power tie and A SINGLE ROSE! Dolly almost swooned.

She held out her hands and invited him in while she obtained her silvery shoulder wrap. Surely, electricity flowed between them as they touched. This could be the beginning of a great evening. Dr. Vince held out his hand and escorted her to his gleaming black Lexus sedan waiting in her drive. As Vince helped Dolly into his car, he glanced down to catch a wonderful view of her swelling decolletage. Dolly's neckline was doing exactly what she had hoped for...her bounteous bosom had gotten Vince's attention. She looked up at her beaming "prince" and smiled knowingly.

"What a beautiful car," Dolly exclaimed as they pulled from her driveway. Vince smiled and replied, "It takes a doctor's degree to drive it. It has so many bells and whistles. I've made reservations at Copeland's, I assume that's alright with you?" Dolly enthusiastically agreed. As they drove to their chosen restaurant they made small talk, about food, cars and their community. They both thought that the evening was off to a wonderful start.

After parking the car, Vince once again helped Dolly alight from her side of the vehicle and got another glimpse of her luscious ripe breasts. "What gorgeous tits!" he thought to himself. As the two walked to the entrance, they made a striking couple. No one would have guessed that Dolly was 14 years the senior partner. Dr. Vince tall, dark, chiseled and impeccably dressed and Dolly radiant in her sculpted shiny light blue sheath and silvery shoulder shawl gave the impression that they had been a couple for years...not just a few hours.

Having been ushered to a intimate quiet corner table in the impressively decorated restaurant, they were give the menu and Vince inquired if Dolly would like a glass of wine before dinner. While Dolly ordinarily didn't drink, she agreed and selected a Beringer White Zinfandel while Vince ordered a California Pinot Noir. As an appetizer, the couple selected Creole Calimari. Studying the menu, Dolly chose a dish she loved; Shrimp Scampi and Vince chose Crab Stuffed Catfish Bordelaise. The gustatory business out of the way the two began the age-old would-be intimates conversational "dance".

Throughout the meal Dolly and Vince talked about their past and some enlightening experiences, about their past husbands and wives, and about their shared likes and dislikes. Occasionally when their eyes met it was like magic passed between them...their eyes seemed to lock for seconds that ran into hours. In the silent message was the promise of what was to come.

The wonderful meal was over. They had passed on dessert had headed for their car in a lustful fog. Once underway, Vince said. "Would you like to see my humble abode?"

Dolly quickly agreed with growing anticipation. Dr. Vince lived in a upscale newer subdivision called, Stonehenge where the majority of homes were in the half-million dollar or higher range. Vince's home was no exception to that rule. Dolly was stunned when they pulled into the driveway of his fantastic home. Itwas huge and it was majestic!

As Vince ushered Dolly into the glorious mansion, Dolly was agog at the opulence of the place. He took her past the entryway into the large living room. Pushing a few buttons on a small remote, the place was suffused with a indirect light. Then soft music enveloped them. Vince asked, "Now can we share a small nightcap? Drambuie, OK?" Dolly nodded numbly, over- whelmed. She had never even seen a place like this. 

Vince led his beautiful "date" to a large overstuffed Italian leather couch and gestured for her to sit. "Make yourself at home, Dolly'" he said, as Dolly sank into the soft encompassing leather. "Ahh! This is pure luxury," she sighed. Vince smiled in appreciation.

As the velvety melodic sensual music of Art Garfunkel's "I Only Have Eyes for You" swelled around them, Vince said, "Dolly dear, may I have this dance?" Smiling, Dolly shucked her heels and Vince slipped out of his Bruno Magli loafers. 

Rising from the couch she flowed into his arms. As they smoothly danced, Dolly nestled her head into broad chest. Holding her tightly to him Vince could feel her bountiful breasts press into his chest. As Dolly closed her eyes and felt his hand press into her lower back she could feel his rising maleness push into her rounded belly.

It was as if they were lost in an erotic fog. Dolly placed her arms around Vince's neck as he freed one arm to gently stroke her back and finally the side of her breast. As she looked up at him, bent down and lightly kissed her lips. She pressed into him and returned his kiss with a growing passion. Their mouths opened and their tongues tested and explored. They savored the erotic probing they made with their tongues. The dance ended and Vince led Dolly back to the couch.

As they reclined on the couch, Vince had begun to caress both of Dolly's breasts as she thrust them up into his hands. They were in a constant kiss. Dolly could feel Vince trying to release the fasteners that held her dress together. In the throes of the moment, Dolly began to unbutton Vince's shirt. With Dolly's dress undone and her beautiful bra packed tits open for Vince's eyes and ministrations. He got right to work on working Dolly into a sexual frenzy.

Four hands were flying over two beautiful bodies. Dolly felt the strong back and shoulder muscles. Vince massaged and rolled her soft and elastic tits, concentrating on her stiffening nipples through her lacy demi-bra. He reached around behind her to locate and unfasten the hooks that were keeping him from his goal. 

Using the finger dexterity that comes with years of medical training, in seconds Dolly's gorgeous globes sprung free, luscious, separate and unhindered by a bra. When Dolly felt Vince's hairy chest rub against her bare nipples, she squealed with delight. Seizing his opportunity, Vince kissed his way to her heaving bosom and latched on to her right nipple, now as hard and as long as 45 caliber bullet. "Aahhhhhhh! Oooohhhh!", Dolly moaned. Vince hummed as he sucked and drove Dolly even further into rapture. His tongue whirled, swirled, and flicked while his free hands ceaselessly kneaded and rolled her other billowing tit. 

Dolly, even though clearly endowed with luxuriant tit flesh, possessed a great number of nerve endings in her throbbing breasts. As a result, her tits were extraordinarily sensitive to the extent that she was one of the rare women who could revel in what is called a "tit come".

Given the amount of titillation, it was as if her tits/nipples were connected to her clit/cunt. ZAP! ZAP! The electricity struck her! OOOWWWW! OOOOOOHH! OOOOOOOHHH! YESSSSS! AARRRGGGGHHHH! Dolly experienced her first orgasm of the evening with many more to come! She arched her back into Vince's strong hands and fingers and flattened them into his sucking mouth and pirouetting tongue.

Although the only sounds in the room were of short little moans and mews, soft grunts, hums, rustling clothes and wet kissing and sucking, Vince had not even touched her satin and lace encased Mound of Venus and the trophy that lay just "round the bend". And already Dolly had crested big time!

Dolly, when she regained some limited control, was feverishly trying to get Vince out of his restricting clothes. She'd undone his belt and unzipped his fly and had finally got her fingers around his manly fuck tool. Ohhhh! He was big! 

The lovely mature woman gasped as she felt the surprising length and thickness of it again, its blood-heated warmth sensually penetrated the palm of her slender hand which could hardly encompass it. Bigger than Rob ever was! Her touch brought it to even greater hardness and with a heightened felling of awe, she began to explore it. Almost as big as she remembered Lyle Buhr.

She used her short trimmed nails to gently scrape along its rigid length, knowing that it would give him a charge. Her reward came instantly. She felt its lustful, expanding throb, accompanied by his low moan of pleasure. He had to much longer than Rob and of wonderful cunt stretching girth.

Vince felt her hands caress his hardening cock and sighed with pleasure. This woman was so very alluring and desirable, he could hardly believe his good luck. Her fingers ran up and down his shaft. She squeezed as she pulled him into greater hardness. She certainly knew how to arouse her man! His arms went around her, his hands dropping down to massage the smooth suppleness of her buttocks and to feel the silky, lithe flesh of her body under his loving hands.

Then, pulling her tight in against him, he pushed the hardened rod of his massive penis between her thighs, thrusting it into the curly trimmed mass of light brown curls lining her pulsing cuntal entrance. He moved it back and forth there, rubbing teasingly against her naked silky pussy flesh, feeling the smooth moisture of her hot throbbing cunt flow over his passion-heated hardness.

The firm, engorged pointed buds of her erect nipples punched into his chest as her arms flew around him. Then parting her thighs slightly, Dolly slid her hand down to grasp his slim hard-muscled buttocks, pulling him in until their loins met, black public hair mashed together with light brown, and his purple bulbous cockhead nestled solidly all the way up between her legs in the hot sodden wetness of her cunt. The huge mushroom shaped head of his cock was taunting and teasing her tightly puckered little anal rosebud.

Dolly leaned back away from him, breaking the circle of his arms, and with a guttural groan, Vince scooped up the lovely woman and carried her to the bedroom. Breathing hard, he laid her down on the huge king-sized bed that was his sexual playground. Laying on her back, her thighs spread, ready to receive him, her hands flitted narcissistically over her flamboyant tits. Dolly mewed, "Oh my titties, my titties, my titties". Cupping and squeezing them, pulling on her nipples, then sliding her hands over her flat belly, down the outside of her thighs and back up the intimate velvety softness to the thick light brown thicket of her cuntal down while she waited for him to mount her.

Vince gazed down at the vision of loveliness under his outstretched arms and was struck with her lust filled beauty. Dolly's breath was coming in ragged gasps, "Ohhhh, Ohhhh, Ohhhh! Oh Vince, do me, do me, fuck me now!

He leaned over and kissed her deeply, tongues wrapping around each others. He slowly moved over to her neck and ear as she shuddered. Next he kissed and ran his hot tongue down to her lust swollen tits and nipples where he lavished both with tongue and sucking kisses. Dolly rolled and writhed with sheer pleasure and delight. His tongue trailed down her body and zeroed on her dainty navel. Here he let his swirling, sucking, darting tongue thrill his squirming target to stratospheric heights. All during this, his hands continued kneading and tweaking her tits and nipples. "Ohhhhhh GOOODD! Ohhhh Gaawwddd! SOOOGOOD, SOOOO GOOODD!"




Dolly Takes A Lover



Her overflowing flesh flower lay open before him. He pressed his fevered lips to her quaking hardened bud. Sucking gently so as to restrain her orgasm, He began the "Sam Kinison Pussy Eating Program". His tongue drew outlines of every letter of the alphabet on her clit. Dolly's pelvis arched upward to meet his flicking tongue. When he got to "F", Dolly erupted with a scream of ecstacy, her body went rigid, her cunt spasmed, ambrosia like liquid flowed from its recesses! Her come was monumental! Never in her life had she even come close to this. 

As Dolly trembled, Vince shifted his attack on her cunt. He lavished the flat of his tongue on her flared open labia from anus to clit. The effect was dizzying to Dolly's senses. "Oooo, Ooooo, Oooo, Oh Gawddd!", She mewed. 

Insinuating his middle finger into her oozing cunt, finger fucked her in faster and faster thrusts. Adding the two fingers on either side of his middle finger he made the thrusts deeper and rolling. He pressed and rubbed against her G-Spot and she howled in ecstacy. "Ooohh! Ooohh! Vince, Fuck Me NOW! OOHH! Please Fuck MEEE!"

With experience gained from fucking a number of lovely ladies, Vince sensed that Dolly was ready for his turgid cock to transport her the rest of the way to paradise. With her thighs splayed as wide as she could spread them and her cunt soaked and honeying with her fuck fluids, Dolly certainly could not have been more ready.

Vince raised his body from its position lavishing her orally and hovered for a moment. Sliding his cock up and down her engorged labia, he wetted the circumcised purple cockhead with his pre-coital lubricant and her liquors. Slowly, very slowly, he pushed and stretched as he bore deeper into her welcoming tightness. "OOOOOHHH! OOOOOHHH! Dolly moaned as she felt his hardness broach her long unused passageway.

She gasped as his cockhead passed the tight muscle band just inside her vaginal opening, the widening felt sooooo wonderful. Having just become semi-seated inside he succulent cunt, Vince pulled his cock back to the very puffy pink portal from which he had come. Moistening his steel-like erection with their juices, he pushed in again. Just like the first time, Dolly reveled in the sensation of his taking of her.

Pulling her knees up toward her chest, Vince placed his muscular arms behind them to raise her cunt to allow for his cocks full penetration. Slowly, very slowly, she felt him sink further and further into her body. As her slippery smooth, warm corrugated vagina expanded and grew to encourage his pathway, she threw her head back and felt delivered into a new world. Vince loved the way he could feel the hot, wet walls of her cunt give way before his mighty truncheon. Alternately clasping and surrendering as he pressed forward toward the limits of her enveloping vagina.

With her breath coming in ragged expressions of "AAAHHH! AAAHHH! OOOOO! AAAHHH!, Dolly felt her whole existence was centered in her cunt. Had sex ever been this delicious? His cock was so hard, so long, so thick, she felt skewered by it and wanted it to never end! He was such a indescribable lover, she had completely abandoned herself to his cock! The lovers paused, almost on cue, to relish the feel of complete penetration, with his cock fully seated to the hilt into her stretched and lengthened vagina. With each other's heat and presence acutely felt by the other.

"Talk dirty, Doll, talk dirty!" Vince said in the heat of passion.

Dolly moaned, "Oh Vince, fuck mee! fuck meee! fill my cunt! Ohhh! Ohhh!" Thrusting her pelvis up to meet his downward slides, she was lost in carnal fog. Gawwd! Ohhh Gawwd! My titties, My titties! OOOHHH! Vince, subtly changed his fucking rhythm, using a technique he had learned about from his medical colleagues, pulled back until his cock was almost out of Dolly's grasping pussy and making 5 or 6 little one inch thrusts at her pussy portal followed by a honeyed rush to the bottom of her velvet channel, he made Dolly shriek with pleasure.

Each little thrust stimulated her muscle ring at the entrance to her cunt, just like his first penetration. Jab, jab, jab, Dolly loved the feeling of quick spearing and the soaring plunge to the distended limits of her cunt. 

Vince exulted in the repeated tightness her cunt threshold and its subsequent yielding to his forceful penile lunge that filled her with his pulsating manhood. Jab, jab, jab, jab: Swooosh! OOOOOHHHH! FUCK! FUCK! YES! YES! POUND IT! POUND IT! OOOOOHHHH! OOOOOHHH! AAARGHHH! I'M COMING! I'M COMING! OOOHHH GAAWDD!

Dolly's cunt walls convulsed in a grasping, milking, clinging embrace! Over and over, until she felt his cock swell and push deeper and deeper until an intense, scalding hot eruption started deep inside her cunt and spread throughout her entire being! Vince, too, had come! And with perfect timing!

The lovers paused to luxuriate in their spent passion. Their love liquids melding together inside this dazzling vessel, Dolly's cunt. As Vince's cock slowly began to wane from its steely hardness, he disengaged from Dolly's cunt with a soft wet plop. 

Dolly, is an exhausted haze, dreamily said, "I want to taste us." And with that she crabbed around so that she could envelop Vince's withered penis in her fevered mouth. She set about licking the "turtle butter" of their lovemaking off his slowly reawakening shaft. Vince, now within inches of Dolly's seeping love nest, nuzzled his head into her overheated crotch and began licking her sopping labia and the sweet "liquors" issuing from deep inside his glorious conquest. 

With Vince rising to the occasion, or at least partially rising, in involuntary response to Dolly's sucking and tongue play and to his delight in the aroma and taste of her cunt, he felt like he could mount another round. But, Dolly exhausted from her exertions and multiple orgasms, just "petered out."

She slowly stopped in her oral efforts and just nodded off. Vince worked around so that he was "spooned" into her back with his right hand cupping her left breast and his half limp cock snuggled lightly into the crack of her rounded buttocks. So situated, he fell into a wistful slumber.

Sometime in the middle of the night, Vince awakened and realized that he had a raging hard-on nestled in the warm cleft of Dolly's ass. With his hard cock only an inch or two from Dolly's warm and still oozing pussy, he slid it closer to the "promised land." His cock was now so hard it hurt. Using the few drops of pre-coital lubricating fluid to smooth his way he effortlessly slid between Dolly's relaxed labial flower and up and down her love funnel. Gliding past her cunt opening and up scarcely bumping her sleeping clit. He felt her involuntarily start to heat up and add to the satiny slickness that he was feeling.

Slightly changing his angle of attack, he gently pressed into her opening. Dolly softly moaned and moved her behind toward the hot hard rod that was tunneling into her still wet velvet cunt. "Ummm! Ummm! Ummm!" She hummed faintly as he bored past the nerve laden entry ring and made his way slowly and toward the blind end of her vagina, now elongating and stretching as he pressed on.

The exquisite aware- ness of cock and cunt overwhelmed the lovers as Vince began small, very small, about one inch rhythmic thrusts where he would hit bottom and retreat over and over again. Almost drifting off into sleep, this slow motion, sensuous love making went on for almost 45 minutes. 

At last, Vince stiffened, swelled and erupted in another ropy stream after stream of hot cream filling Dolly's cavern for the second time. Dolly gasped as her cunt muscles milked and spasmed against hids throbbing penis as she came in glorious release. Temporarily exhausted, the lovers fell into a sensuous slumber, once more with Vince's hand cupping Dolly's swollen breast. "OOHHH VINCE, SOOO GOOOD, YES! YES! YES! SOO GOOD!" She sighed.

As they lay reveling in the warm afterglow of their love making, they both just drifted off into sleep. With Vince's hand once more cupping Dolly's soft breast and with his softening cock still entrapped in her warm wet cunt, he felt like he was in heaven. And with the two so coupled, dawn broke in resplendent color.

As Vince opened his eyes to the new day, he felt Dolly's fingers clasping his customary morning "woody". As he reached over her recumbent body to kiss her "good morning", she moaned softly and responded with a passionate kiss of her own. "I looks like a wonderful morning" she said.

"It feels even more wonderful" he replied, as she lightly squeezed his cock. "Do you think we have time for one more?" she whispered between kisses. As Vince rolled onto his back, Dolly moved to straddle him and began to rub her flared cunt over and over his erect cock. She could feel the lubrication start to coat her sensitized labia and mix with his pre-come oozing from his cock. As they continued to fondle and kiss each other with growing passion, Dolly slowly lowered herself onto his towering shaft in one sensuous glide until he was fully seated into her gorgeous body!

"Ummmmm! Ummmmm! Oh! So good, sooo wonderfully good! It has never been this good-EVER!" Dolly breathed.

"I'm glad you like it" Vince smiled and replied.

As she rocked her body with him imbedded to the hilt, relishing the full feeling inside her cunt, she said, "Make it last forever. Oh your cock feels sooo good. YES! YES! YES! My pussy is stuffed with it." She bent forward and offered her swollen breasts and raspberry sized nipples to his ravenous mouth and tongue. OOOHHH! GAWDDD! I'M IN HEAVEN!

His hand reached around her bouncing ass globes and found her puckered anus. Coating his middle finger with the juices from their fucking, he inserted it into to her causing her to gasp and moan loudly. He could feel both her pussy and her anus rhythmically contract as she rode his ever swelling cock. He knew he had found a woman who could match his sexual appetite and desires. 

Everything he had ever wanted in a woman he now had impaled on his driving and plunging cock. He would not let this one go, he told himself as he fucked her into delirious orgasm after orgasm. Tits bouncing, pussy in almost continuous paroxysm, mouth kissing and gasping, eyes closed, head thrown back, Dolly was in a fucking frenzy!

When, at last, he allowed his drained balls to release their load up into the warm, clasping recesses of Dolly's straining body, their glorious lovemaking slowed and finally she fell forward onto him with his cock still buried deep in her cunt. They lay together for a long time before Vince rolled to one side, his cock slipped out of Dolly's draining pussy and they kissed in passionate embrace for ten minutes or so.

Dolly turned and took Vince's dwindling cock in her mouth and sucked it clean, drawing satisfied grunts and moans for the satiated man on the end of it. Vince reciprocated and moved to service Dolly's sopping cunt with the same loving appreciation as Dolly had show him.

Reluctantly the lovers retired to the bathroom and showered together and prepared for the day ahead. They both had rounds to make at their respective facilities and face the realities of the real world and its' problems. Wearing white terry robes, made small talk as they cooperatively made breakfast of scrambled eggs, bacon, toast and coffee. It was almost as if they had been together for years, not just one night. Soon, away too soon, away too soon, it was time to dress and tend to their other responsibilities. 

As Vince drove Dolly back to her home to dress for her job, her mind once again returned to her thoughts as the evening has begun. She had had her sexual needs met as never before in her life. Vince had proved as enticing, intelligent, charming and a fantastic lover as he had seemed when she accepted his invitation.

This relationship had real promise. As she dwelt on it... she thought, as she had originally, ah...the possibilities...the possibilities. 



Dolly



"So Dolly," the blonde said, licking the remaining juices from her lips. "I've found six more men to go with the six you have coming over tonight. I think between the two of us, we can take all twelve of them."

Dolly's pussy tingled in anticipation. Dirk's blood-curdling screams were heard only by the spirits.



Dolly's Bike Ride To Paradise



Rob and Dolly Hamlin were sitting in Oldham’s Bar in North St. Louis having a drink with their son Scott. Oldham’s was a gathering place for most of the bikers in the area. Scott had a motorcycle customizing shop right next door and the location couldn’t have been better. It was like having the bar do your advertising and marketing for you, Scott said. The bar was packed this evening and the customers were the usual lot. Some business types, “wannabe bikers”, Scott said. Tough looking bike club members drinking by themselves and looking over the people looking them over. And, the bulk of the customers...just plain folks.

Dolly, Scott’s mother, was a beautiful, mature 57 year old woman. Dressed in conservative clothes...a loose sweater and slacks, she was a 5' 2", 130 lb., platinum blonde knockout. The sweater hinted at what lay beneath, but only hinted at the 38DD cup tits under that sweater. Her ass, on display as she went to the restroom and past the biker club’s leering members, was tight and round for her years. The sight of the gorgeous woman elicited some suggestive comments as she passed. 

One rough looking character mumbled, “Now that mama would be a good fuck!”

Dolly ignored the comment and proceeded to her destination. Looking back, as she entered the rest room, she shuddered. “My god, those guys are a scary bunch”, she thought. I think I’ll tell Rob and Scott that it is time to leave. 

On the return trip, one burly fellow stepped in front of her blocking her path and said, “Are you with those wimps over there? Why don’t you have a drink with some real men?”

Dolly replied, “I’m an old married woman out with my husband and my son, just leave me alone.”

“I don’t know if we want to leave you alone... you look pretty hot to me...too hot for those guys that’s for sure” the big man said. With that he moved to one side and allowed her to return to her table.

“Rob,” she said, “that big unshaved lout over there made a pass at me and I think it’s time to go.”

Scott and Rob agreed and paid their bar bill and got up to leave the bar. The large man who had stopped Dolly shouted to them as they were leaving, See you later, baby!” as the reached the door. God, I hope not, Dolly thought to herself.

As the couple went to their car and Scott to his, one of the bikers walked out the door to have a cigarette. He must have gotten a fix on the car Dolly got into and the license number. Neither Dolly nor Rob noticed the man and neither did Scott. The man quickly discarded his butt and went back inside the bar. Within minutes, the entire club had emptied the bar and were revving up their machines. The observer pointed to the direction that Dolly and Rob had gone and the entire mob sped off in that direction.

The six bikers split up at the crossroads they encountered until one of them spotted the car they were looking for. Rob still did not notice that they were be followed and proceeded to drive to their destination. Pulling into their driveway, he left the car and they both went into their house.

As they were both settling down and preparing for the next day, a knock came at their front door. Dolly, being the closest, went to answer it. When she opened the door it was pushed in and one of the bikers from the bar stood in her foyer. 

“What do you want?” she asked in a loud voice. 

“YOU, BABY!” the rough leather clad man replied. 

“Just a minute, you” Rob said as he approached. “Get out of my house before I call the police!” 

“Go right ahead, buddy...Call anybody you want...we won’t be here and neither will your hot little wifey either!” “Get your coat lady we’re going for a ride!”

Dolly was stunned! The nerve of this lout!

“I will do nothing of the sort” she shouted.

With that the man pushed Rob out of his way and retrieved Dolly’s coat from the chair where she had placed it. Grabbed Dolly by her arm and dragged her out of the house.

Rob protested loudly, “Let her go right now!”

By then, the man had Dolly secured on his Harley and roared out of their driveway. “You might get her back after we’re finished with her!” he shouted back to Rob.

Rob ran to phone and called 911. After he had related his story to the police who came to their house. He felt that his world had been turned up-side down. He simply was at a total loss as to what to do. The police were of little help. They intended to check out Oldham’s Bar to see if they could get a line on the biker group, but they were not very confident that they would get any information that would get Dolly home.

Meanwhile, the biker who had Dolly captive had linked up with his five friends and was heading out in the country where one of the members had a hunting cabin. These guys were hungry for ass and they had big plans for the lady with the big tits. 

By the time they arrived at the cabin, Dolly was next to frozen. They had not stopped to allow her to put her coat on and she was numb from the wind and cold. They hooted and hollered when they saw their prey had been captured and with cheering in anticipation of fucking all night and for as long as she could hold out. The big man who had her on his bike was called, “Moose” by his friends. They all went by nicknames so Dolly could not identify any names, if by chance they ever left her go. Now, Moose picked Dolly up by her waist like a sack of wheat and carried her into the cabin. Tossing her on a unmade bed, he surveyed the object of their hunt. Dolly lay in frozen stupor as the rest of the men clambered into the small cabin. 

One by one, they raped her with their eyes. And one by one, they chattered among themselves as to what they were going to do to her and who would do it. Slowly, very slowly, Dolly came to realize that she was going to be raped and probably sodomized by this group of large and smelly guys. Try as she might, she could not fathom a way out of her predicament.

The leader of the group, a fellow called “Big Mac” by his friends laid down the ground rules for fucking their prize of the day. 

“So that we can get a better look at what this ho’ has to offer...Turk here is gonna undress the cunt. After that, we are gonna draw lots, just like we always do, to see who fucks her first. After she’s broken in, whatever you want, you can do. Try not to kill her yet, but any hole is fair game.” 

A large bearded black man, obviously Turk, grabbed Dolly and ripped her sweater over her head, exposing her overflowing lace bra covered tits. The men howled with delight!

“Look at those guns!” one yelled. 

Turk snapped the bra straps and pulled the cups down revealing Dolly’s gorgeous breasts. Pulling at the center of her bra, he whipped out his knife and cut the lace bra in half. Her gorgeous globes trembled as she tried to cover her nakedness.

Her pink nipples already puckered and hardened from the chill stood like little sentinels. Her tits were heavy rounded and full. Now she stood bare breasted and trembling before the lust crazed mob.

He then unzipped her slacks and pushed them to the floor.

“Step out of them, lady” he ordered.

Dolly fearfully obeyed. Now clad only in her tight panties, she felt already violated. But she knew the worst was yet to come. Next, the panties fell to the floor. Now completely naked, Dolly shivered in dreaded anticipation. By now most of the men had stripped down and were standing stroking their cocks, getting them to monstrous hardness. 

Dolly had never seen suck cocks! They all were a lot bigger and thicker than Rob’s puny prick. She knew that the chances of her survival hinged upon her level of cooperation. So she decided to help give them what they wanted. HER BODY AND ALL IT’S OPENINGS!

The men drew straws to determine who was to break in Dolly and get the first fuck of the night. A giant of a man called Tarzan won the “honor”. He leered with lust as he approached Dolly. He easily picked her up and sat her on the bed.

“Suck my cock bitch! I ain’t wasting my chance on a dry hole. Get this cock up to speed so I can customize you for these pecker heads” he roared.

Dolly’s eyes bulged as she gasped at the semi-rigid penis being pushed at her face. She tentatively opened her mouth and was blasted by a slap at the side of her head. 

“God damn it, bitch! I said SUCK IT! AND SUCK IT GOOD!!” 

Dolly gagged as he shoved his huge cock to the back of her throat. She sucked as well as she could and a fast as she could, but it was not fast enough or good enough for her assaulter. WHACK!! WHACK!! More slaps on her head. She felt the cock seem to grow in her mouth as she sucked and sucked on the fleshy intruder. 

She heard the men cheer when Tarzan yelled “I’m cummin now bitch, swallow every damn drop if you now what’s good for you!!!” His cock swelled even more and pulsed and hot jizm shot to the back of Dolly’s throat and down her gullet. 

“AHHHHHH, AHH! AHHHHH! He shouted.

She was still trying to swallow the load of jizm when he whipped his cock out of her mouth and threw her on the bed. In a flash for such a big man, he was between her legs. He spread her legs roughly and began to rub his still dripping cock up and down Dolly’s pussy slit. Dolly hadn’t noticed, but she too had gotten wet from the stimulation of sucking this giant of a man. 

The combination of their juices made her cunt entrance slippery as wet satin. As he rubbed his truncheon on her flaring labia, her cunthole began to relax in welcoming expectation. As he rubbed, he pressed harder at the cunthole with his prick. Dolly felt the stretching as he zeroed in on his target. Now more cock pushed into her.

She felt the cockhead penetrate the muscular ring at the entrance to her cunt and gasped, “Ohhhhhhhhhhh! Ohhhhhh!”

She had never been fucked by a member so large or so thick. The stretching and widening of her cunt was a blending of pain and pleasure. 

“Ohhhhhhhhh! Ohhhhhhhh! Ohhhhhhh!”

She had absorbed about 4 inches of his mighty 9 or 10 inch cock and she was almost delirious. Her vaginal walls spasmed in protest to the unaccustomed reaming they were getting. 

All the while he was fucking her, the others were squeezing, kneading and rolling her tits and alternatively sucking or pinching her hard erect nipples. Her breasts swelled and the her pink nipple buds grew to 3/4 inch spikes. The sensations were exquisite. Her head rolled from side to side and she gasped for breath.

Tarzan yelled, “Look at this slut. She loves it!” 

As he pumped another four inches into the writhing woman beneath him. Now he had eight or nine inches of steely hard cock drilled into Dolly’s heaving belly. And there were at least two more to go! This was going to be a REAL fucking for the sophisticated suburban mother. S-L-O-W-L-Y, VERY SLOWLY now he slid his dick into her grasping lubricated vagina. NOW! NOW!!! He was completely seated in her cunt. Ten full inches buried to the hilt in his squirming victim. God! She was tight!

To Dolly, who had pulled her knees up to have more leverage to meet her sweet tormentor thrust for thrust, it had become one continuous orgasm. She didn’t recognize the high pitched mewing as coming from her throat.

"OOHHHHHHHHHHH! OHHHHHH! OHHHHHHHHHH!" The owner of the machine that was drilling her depths leered down and kept plunging away. He would hit bottom, stretching and lengthening her cunt walls, withdraw just to his cockhead and smash into her again and again. 

Each time she would howl in ecstacy. Schloop!, schloop!, schloop!, the wet sounds of cock and cunt filled the room mixing with the cheering mob of soon to be sloppy seconds, thirds, fourths, fifths and sixths!

Tarzan who had cum down Dolly’s gullet could last a lot longer this time with his dick in her cunt and he was making the best of his inaugural fuck. He grunted and snarled as he ground her cunt. He reached her tits and pinched her nipples ‘til she screamed. He sucked their rigid hardness ’til she gasped and cried out. With each slippery slide of his cock along her clit Dolly wailed! 

Finally, after what seemed an eternity to Dolly, He grunted and stiffened. His cock seemed to swell to monstrous proportions and she felt the molten fire of his jizm blast into her belly. The cum and her juice served to provide an luxurious smoothness to his fucking and the stretching and friction felt good to Dolly.

She DID love it! Pushing her pelvis up to try and keep him from disengaging, she drowned in the pleasure she was feeling for the first time.

As Tarzan pulled his still stiff cock from Dolly’s stretched vagina with an audible “pop”, his place between Dolly’s outstretched legs was immediately taken by the biker leader they called “Big Mac.” Big Mac lived up to his name. He was about 6' 2" and weighed at least 215 lbs. Broad shouldered and muscular he covered Dolly with his body. In addition, if anybody could have a bigger cock than Tarzan...it was Big Mac.

Dolly never saw the cock, but she certainly felt it. It was perhaps one inch longer than the one that had just ravished her, but it was a good two more inches around it’s girth. Luckily Dolly’s cunt had been widened and stretched by her initiation fuck, so Big Mac dove right in. He inserted his cockhead in the cum drenched cunthole and worked it around to get the feel of Dolly’s pussy. Then without waiting on ceremony, he slammed to the bottom of her cunt. Dolly’s eyes shot open at the suddenness of her filling. Big Mac grabbed both of her tits and squeezed them hard.

Dolly cried out, “It’s too big! It’s too big!”

Mac replied, “it’s already in there honey. Enjoy it!” 

And with that he started pumping his giant cock into her cunt. In seconds, Dolly felt another huge orgasm building up in her cunt and tits.

“OWWWWWW! YESSSS! YESSSSSSS! YESSSS! OHHHHHHH! OWWWOOOOOO!” She thrashed under his relentless pounding. She fired off cum after cum, after cum! "OHHHHHHH! OHHHHH! OHHHHH! OWWWW!"

Big Mac loved the smooth, warm, wet feel of Dolly’s cunt. He said to the mob, “This one’s a lot better that the young one we had last week, you guys are in for a treat!

“Sure looks like she’s lovin’ it, too boss” somebody yelled back.

Dolly just kept pushing her pussy to match the frenzied banging that she was getting from the leader. Dolly’s cunt was in a continual convulsion of pleasure. Orgasm followed orgasm in one unbroken soaring sensation. 

Dolly was drunk with lust! “FUCK ME! FUCK ME! FUCK ME!” she screamed! 

Big Mac ploughed his cock to the depths of her soul and then ploughed some more! God! This was one great cunt, he thought. Before he had gotten enough of her booty, he felt his balls tighten up and his cock quivered and he blasted his load of jizm inside her cunt to mix with that still oozing from Tarzan. 

“ARGHHHHHH!”

He pumped as hard as he could! Dolly swooned and slipped into semi-consciousness.

He pulled his cock out of Dolly’s convulsing hole to make room for the next stud to have Dolly. It was Turk the black giant who mounted the limp woman next. He, too was hung like an elephant. The legend the blacks have large cocks was more than proven by Turk’s magnificent member. It was the largest of the mob’s cocks. More than 12 inches long and 9 inches around it was a prodigious instrument. 

Turk hovered over the supine form and wetted his cock in the flowing juices from Dolly’s cunt and then slowly and inexorably slid into her. She trembled a bit in response to this latest stimulation but did little else to indicate that she felt the continued widening and lengthening of her cunt. This was going to be the fuck that customized her for all time. Her cunt would never again be satisfied with regular men’s cocks. For her to be satisfied, she would crave monster cocks for the rest of her life.

Beginning slowly at first, Turk pulled out almost completely so that he could feel the initial stretching of her cunt ring as he slid into her and then again slid into her to the hilt of his giant black cock. Dolly gradually regained her senses as she was being fucked by this black bearded giant of a man. She felt her cunt be stretched and pummeled by his wide and long cock and orgasmed yet again. She had long since given up on trying to differentiate between her cums. Each one seemed more intense than the last one. Her entire lower body was one large sea of pleasure as she humped in return to her rapist.

“OHHHHHH! OHHHHHH! OHHHHHHH! FUCK ME! FUCK ME!” 

“SOOO BIGGG! SO BIGGG! OHHHHH!”

With every thrust she cried out for more. Turk smiled as he fucked this platinum haired beauty. How he loved tight white bitches! This one was special, she loved his baseball bat of a cock in her pussy. These white bitches never understood how great a big black prick could feel in a small under sized cunt. The custom stretching and widening propelled them into unheard of ecstasy. All the nerve ending in their cunts became super sensitive to the new sensations and their clits swelled to double their accustomed a size with the proportional increase in response. It had to be an epiphany, a real eureka moment for them. This broad was certainly having hers. 

“FUCK MEEE! FUCK MEEEE! OOOOOHHHHHH! FUCK MEEE!” She howled!

Thrust after thrust they met as his cock glided effortlessly into her. As she arched her back up to meet his every hammering push, they fucked on and on. After about 15 minutes, Turk felt his balls raise up and tighten up. He knew he was about to cum and wanted to fill this cunt with his black seed.

Even though she was long past child bearing years, he wanted her to know what she had missed. He felt the onrush of cum start in his balls and blast out his swelling cockhead! Dolly felt the now familiar rush of hot sperm bathing her cunt walls and responded with an earth shattering orgasms of her own! "OWWWHHHHH! OOOWW! UNGHHHHHH!" Their cries melded together as they both came with great force. "OHHHH! OHHHHH!" Dolly had endured the three greatest fucks of her 57 years.

Turk dismounted and was replaced by the smallest gang member, swarthy fellowcalled “Mo-Jo”. As he gazed down at Dolly’‘s gaping and flowing cunthole, now maintaining it’s customized widened look. Her crimson labia flared out into an invitation pathway to paradise. Her dark, shining cunthole was dripping with flowing fuck juices. He decided that his smallish cock would barely hit the sides of her now. Without a word, he flipped Dolly over onto her belly and spread her legs, revealing her virgin asshole for his adventure into this gorgeous creature. 

Dolly feebly tried to protest to no avail. Mo-Jo dipped his fingers into the fuck juices flowing from Dolly’s open cunt and smeared a generous dollop into and around her asshole. He slid his fingers into her relaxed orifice and worked two fingers in and out for a very short time. Dolly moaned and twisted under this new and different assault. When he felt he had her lubed enough, he pushed his cock to the untrammeled brown hole. Dolly screamed as her virgin asshole was reamed by Mo-Jo’s prick. The unaccustomed pain made the anal sphincter tighten up on Mo-Jo’s cock as he pushed to the root of his cock. 

The tightness of her ass acted like a milking machine to bring him to an almost instantaneous climax. "ARRGGHHHH!" His prick stiffened and he shot a large load of jizm into the bowels of the screaming woman. “How was that, honey?” he exclaimed! Extracting his dripping cock from her ass, he wiped himself clean and dismounted her exhausted body.

Next up was her captor, Moose who had waited long enough. Dolly, by now was drenched in sweat and completely disheveled. Her cunt dripped fuck juices and her ass oozed semen. Her face was still smeared with the cum left by her initiation blow job and her hair was tangled and matted with cum and cunt juice.

Big Mac spoke up and told Turk and Mo-Jo to take Dolly to the bathroom so she could clean up a little and take a piss or shit or whatever to prepare for the rest of the festivities. 




Dolly's Bike Ride To Paradise



Dolly who could barely stand, let alone walk, hung limply in the arms of the two burly men. They dragged her to the dirty bathroom and plopped her on the toilet. Torrents of cum and pussy juice poured from her cunt and her ass hole drooled a brownish mixture of cum and shit. She sat stoically on the pot and tried to piss. Her bodily functions seem to be in shock. Nothing happened.

The men soaked a grungy towel in cold water and laid it over her head. The shock of the cold water somewhat revived Dolly. She attempted to clean her face by rubbing the towel over her soiled features. 

Doing this relaxed her urinary sphincter enough for a thin trickle of piss to emerge from her battered body. "OWWW!" It burned as it ran over her fricionized labia. She then felt an overwhelming need to empty her ravished bowels. The shit rolled out of her in a loose runny tide. The semen had acted like a suppository and facilitated a major bowel movement. 

Feeling considerably better, she looked in the cracked mirror and was shocked at her usually fastidious appearance. She staggered to her feet and asked the men who were observing her if she could wash up a bit? They agreed and she shuffled to the crusty sink. 

Turning on the hot water, she was disappointed to find that no such luxury was to be hers this night. She was deter-mined to make the best of it, so she bent over and drenched her platinum tresses in the freezing water. The tiny sliver of soap resting on the sink was the only thing she could use to wash the stinking cum out of her hair, so she used it to work up whatever lather she could. Rinsing the soapy froth from her hair, she asked for a towel. She was given the soaked dirty one that had been draped over her head earlier. Dolly twisted it ad tried ring the water out of it, but lacked the strength. Turk grabbed the towel and with his mighty muscles squeezed a good quart of water from it. Returning the now damp towel, the men watched as she dried her hair as well as possible.

She now took the towel and carefully wiped her sullied pudenda. Her cunt and ass were tender and smarted at her efforts to clean them up for whatever lay in store. The cold water felt good on them after all she had been through. When she had finished, she allowed the men to help her back to her torture bed. The mattress was wet, cold and slimy from the fuck juices and Dolly asked again for the soiled towel to wipe it up as well as she could. After she had done as much as she could she lay back down and waited for the next ravisher to do his dirty work.

Moose was pleased that she had cleaned herself for his turn. He was hung fairly well, but not as large as her previous fuckers. He must have measured 8 or 9 inches long and but more slender. Her cunt still had not returned to a size that would afford a great deal of friction to a rampaging cock, so Moose chose to fuck her in her ass. It was to be the second time Dolly had been subject to anal sex. At least now, she knew what to expect. As he flipped her over on her belly, she told herself to relax. It wasn’t too bad if she could only relax. 

Moose had had a thunderous hard-on for 10 or 15 minutes thinking about fucking this striking blonde. Now he could hardly wait. He spit on his fingers and rubbed them on Dolly’s asshole. He spit on them again and rubbed his cock with the spittlel. Satisfied, that he had lubricated his target and his dick as well as he could, he pressed his cock into Dolly’s semi-relaxed asshole. "Oooooooofff!" The breath whooshed out of Dolly’s lungs as the 250 lbs. of Moose slumped onto her back driving his cock to the maximum up her rectum. 

Dolly’s ass did not have much lubrication for fucking normally, but the major shit she had just taken left a coating in her rectum that made Moose’s movements at least tolerable.

He began to fuck her ass with vigor. Pounding and pounding...watching her ass cheeks quiver and shake with each thrust. Dolly groaned in cadence with his hammer like cock shoves. "Uhhhhh! Uhhhhh! Uhhhhh! Uhhhh!" It suddenly started to feel good to Dolly. "Ohhhhh Yeesssss! Fuck me! Fuck Me Harder! Fuck Me! Yessss!" She moaned and cried as he pounded her ass.

Ten minutes into her anal awakening, Moose cried out, “SHIT!,SHIT!, I’M CUMMIN’, I’M CUMMIN’!!" And with that he streamed a prodigious load of semen up Dolly’s, by now , receptive ass. When he pulled his slime covered prick out of her, Turk threw him the only towel in the place to wipe his cock off. When he had wiped his dick, he wiped Dolly’s ass in the only friendly gesture she had enjoyed since her abduction. “That’s for a good fuck, lady”, he said.

Dolly rolled over on her own and looked at the men. Had she satisfied all of them or was there to be more? Oh! She noticed one more man who had not penetrated her body standing fondling his cock. It was the man who had received the shortest straw and who was to be last in the ongoing rape and sodomization of Dolly Hamlin. The men hooted and cheered, “Go get her, Jocko!, She’s all broken-in for ya!” 

Jocko approached and pushed Dolly back on her back. It was clear that he wanted her cunt, not matter how stretched out it was. Dolly’s cunt had returned to about half it’s normal opening that she had during her sexually active years, but it was still inviting. Jocko rubbed his swollen 9 inches up and down Dolly’s moistening slit and she started mewing, “Fuck me, Fuck me, Fuck me, Fuck me!" Jocko wanted to get the most out of being the last to fuck Dolly, so he waited and teased her by continued sliding across her cunthole and stimulating her hardened clit. 

"Oh! PLEASE Fuck Me, PLEASE PUT YOU BIG COCK IN ME! PLEASE! PLEASE! Ohhhhh! I NEED IT! FUCK MEEEEEE!" She wailed. The men roared at the transformation from an upstanding suburban matron to common slut. 

"FUCK HER. JOCKO! FUCK HER, JOCKO!" They cheered! Jocko was not to be hurried. After all, he had waited and watched everybody else get their rocks off in this babe. He was going to fuck her his way and his way she would remember when she had forgotten all the others.

Dolly’s cunt was now flowing with lubrication and Jocko’s cock was sending shivers and shudders through her body. She was on the edge of another orgasm and he hadn’t even penetrated her yet. As he rubbed and rubbed her slit, the waves of pleasure washing over her crashed into a crescendo of and universe shaking orgasm! "OHHH! MY GOD! MY GOD! OHHHHHH!" She threw her cunt upward and speared Jocko’s cock in mid air. His cock rushed to the bottom of her cunt triggering another dynamite cum! "OHHHHH GOD! OHHHH MY GOD! Ohhhhhhh! Fuck! Shit! Fuck!" 

Dolly was again transported. In her entire life, she had never dreamed that sex, any sex, could be like this! She wanted to heal and do this again...and again...and again. She needed this and her cunt and ass needed this. "OHHHHH! Ohhhh!" She pressed into Jocko’s cock. Jocko, for his part began a slow rolling motion with his cock imbedded in her pussy. He now would work the slick sides of her vagina with his cockhead. Up and down, around and around he went with his prick. Dolly could feel the different sensations he was giving her and moved to aid him in his movements. Her pelvis rolled in sensuous complimentary motions. "Ohhhh! Ohhhhh!" 

They both moaned as they fucked. Jocko knew that if they just kept this pace, he could last longer than any of his friends. Dolly on the other hand, was in the throes of another endless orgasm. Her cunt grasped and ballooned, grasped and ballooned around this beautiful fuck engine that was taking her to paradise.

"Ohhhhh! Ohhhh! Ohhhhh! Oooooooo!" She simply loved the sensations coming from her cunt and tits. Her tits had not been forgotten during this best of all fucks. Jocko had suckled each hardened nipple in turn, timing his sucking with his thrusts into her cunt. She was clearly out of her mind with lust and sexual excitement. Splush!, Splush!, Splush! The wet sounds of their fucking filled the room. The other men were silent and and in awe of their companion and his skill in reducing this woman to a quivering mass of fucking machine to match his own. Dolly convulsed in screaming cum after screaming cum! Her body shaking and rocking uncontrollably. Her cunt jamming up to contain as much of Jocko’s cock as she could. It was a sight to behold.

Still Jocko had not cum. He prided himself on his staying power and now he was going to prove it. He slipped his cock from a protesting Dolly and deftly flipped her over. Her legs were spread by his knees and he pushed his cock in her cunt from the rear just enough to get a dollop of fuck juices on his cockhead. He reached under Dolly and got a little more and lubed her asshole. Jocko pulled her hips up so that she on her elbows and knees, with her ass in the air level with his prick. Before she could protest, he was buried in her ass. Her ass cheeks jiggled and quivered as he slammed into her ass.

“GIVE IT TO ME, GIVE IT TO ME, FUCK MY ASS! FUCK ME! OHHHHHHH! OHHHHH!" Dolly cried. 

Jocko reached around and cupped her humongous swaying, hanging breasts and squeezed! She bounced and bounced and give his cock the ride of his life. Her tits hardened and she wailed continually. Jocko could hold it no longer. He had already fucked Dolly for more that 45 minutes and he was finally running on empty. He relaxed his control over his balls and blasted a pint of cum deep inside Dolly’s spasming asshole. 

Ignoring her pleas to remain inside her ass, Jocko dismounted and patted Dolly on her ass. The men erupted in cheers for the fuck couple. Clapping and hooting, they congratulated each other on a great fuck night.

By now, it was close to 4 AM and the men had had a very busy and draining (in more ways than one) day. They were tired but they were not going to fall asleep and allow their prisoner to escape. They decided to tie Dolly to her sex bed and decide what to do with her in the morning. Moose and Jocko fell to the task of securing Dolly to the bed. She was firmly tied in a spread eagled position and a rough GI blanket tossed over her.

She was told not to cry out or she would be killed and that was that! Dolly had no strength to cry out or anything else. She was exhausted from multiple orgasms, the likes of which no one could imagine. When the lights were extinguished , she fell into a deep semi-sleep. She would wake up and feel the semen oozing from her cunt and asshole and puddling underneath her on the soaked bed.

Sometime during the night, she awakened to feel a large hot cock slipping into her cunt. The cock’s owner would fuck her for however long it took for him to come, all the time telling Dolly to be quiet and not wake the others. It was all she could do to stifle her moans and gasps as he fucked her, but nobody seemed to wake up. Three times during the four hours until dawn a faceless man took off the covering blanket and fucked her again. She thought that she could recognize the man who fucked her from her memory of the size of their cocks. 

The only one she was sure of was the owner of the largest truncheon...Turk! It was the size of his cock stretching and filling her cunt that was the give-away. She bit her tongue to keep from howling as he plumbed her to the depths of her very being. Oh God! Oh God! How can I ever feel this again, she wondered. It didn’t occur to her that maybe these men had no intention to release her.

Dawn came and the men slept on. Snoring and farting, they were worn out. Mo- Jo was the first to wake up. After splashing some cold water on his stubbled face, he looked over at the sleeping woman that he had sodomized, but not fucked. Well, he thought, I just might have time to get a little before we get rid of her. He already had a morning piss hard-on that was straining at his shorts. Whipping it out, he swept the blanket off the slumbering fucked out Dolly and proceeded to crawl between her spread eagled legs. Her cunt still oozed the semen from the dark night’s efforts, he slid his steely hard-on into her honey hole once more. 

Dolly woke up to feel a cock inside her one more time. She felt her bruised nipples being sucked and she felt a pang or the now familiar pain and pleasure. She moved feebly up to meet Mo-Jo pushes. Her cunt had returned to close to normal dimensions, so he could enjoy all the feeling that he needed to get relief from the pressure in his balls. In five minutes of frantic balling, he shot his overnight load into her steaming spasming cunt. Pulling out, he returned to his bed roll and waited for the others to wake up.

Around 9 AM, the leader, Big Mac opened his eyes and stood up. He yelled, “Drop your cocks and grab your socks, it’s time to go!” The men all rose sleepily and yawned , farted and looked around. “What are we going’ with the cunt?” one asked. “Are we going’ to have to waste her?” asked another. “Be a helluva waste of great pussy if we did.” said another. 

Big Mac raised his hand to quiet debate. “Naw, we’re going’ to let her go” he bellowed. “She did everything we wanted and then some. I think she’d even come with us if we wanted her to. But, we can’t have a pussy holding us back. We need to have the freedom to go where and when we want to" he said. “Besides, we know where she lives. If we want more of this great piece of ass when we come back through here, we can just go get her.” 

Now addicted to monster cock, Dolly interrupted to say, “If you want me just call my house and I will meet you anywhere you say.” Big Mac said, That settles it, we dress her up as well as we can and dump her off someplace where she can call her wimp of a husband to come and get her.” “Little lady, what you say to your husband and the cops will determine how we treat you the next time we meet. You’re on your own to come up with a good story.”

At 11 AM, Dolly Hamlin called her husband Rob and asked him to pick her up at a 7Eleven in Webster Grove. He was there in twenty minutes. After a tearful reunion, they drove to their home and Dolly immediately took a hot bath. Washing away the biological evidence of her ordeal and helping shrink her pussy down to somewhat normal size, she felt almost reborn. As she went downstairs to meet her husband she was spinning the story that would save her life and assure another night of fantastic rough sex sometime in the unknown future. All she knew was it couldn’t happen soon enough.



Dolly's Good Day



(Item: Lyle Alan Buhr, convicted sex offender escaped today from the Barton County Jail in Nevada, Missouri. Buhr, who is a white male, 26 years old, 5" 11" , 190 lbs has been convicted in the 2001 rape and sodomy of a Monette couple during a home invasion. He is considered dangerous and anyone having information regarding his whereabouts is asked to contact the Barton County Sheriff.)

Rob and Dolly Hamlin were relaxing after a week of work by enjoying a TV movie in the family room of there rural Newtonia home when the dogs began to bark wildly in the front yard. Disturbed by the commotion, Rod got up from his rocker and went it investigate. When he opened the door, the dogs all ran up to him wagging their tails and looking for attention and praise, as they always did. Seeing nothing, Rob went back into the house and rejoined his wife in the family room.

Rob, who was 65 years old and recently retired from the Air Force was a 5' 7", 168 lb man in fairly good physical shape. His platinum blond wife, Dolly, was a show stopping beauty. Her gorgeous face topped a body that turned heads everywhere she went. She was a 50 year old, deep blue eyed, 5' 2" tall beauty and weighed about 130 lbs. Her most striking feature, alone with her beauty, was her fantastic breasts. Her "rack" measured a whopping 39 inches with DD cups. Topped by pink nipples and a silver dollar sized areolae that, in times past, never failed to drive Rob in paroxysms of desire, especially when he sucked them to full erect hardness.

The Hamlin's life was comfortable. They enjoyed many of the creature comforts that a long and prosperous marriage brings. But, their sex life had become all but a dim memory, especially to Rob. When that had first married, fifteen years ago, they made passionate love regularly and to both parties satisfaction. As with many marriages, time had dulled their ardor and sex was disdained by Dolly as something older couples, like them, just didn't do. Their life was comfortable companionship with no passion or intimacy.

Unknown to the Hamlins', however, there was a stranger hiding in their garage at this very moment, who would change all that. Lyle Alan Buhr, the escaped convict had hitched three rides and was dropped very near to their idyllic rural homestead and needed a safe place to lay low until the heat was off and he could move further out of danger of recapture and a long prison sentence. After the dogs had been quieted by Rob's attention, he decided to look around the place to see what he had stumbled into.

Looking in the windows of the house, he quickly determined that only the two persons visible in the family room were in the house. Getting by the dogs was going to be no problem. He watched the man and woman and decided that he needed some pussy.

He hadn't even been able to jack off in that damn jail, and he was known to be a very horny man. To Lyle, a day without sex was a day wasted. And he had wasted too many! 

The woman looked to have a good set of tits under the loosely fitting nightgown she was wearing and the man, being much smaller than he was would be no problem to overcome. If he could get into the house the element of surprise would work in his favor and he could enjoy that succulent body of the wife for as long as he wanted to. "Who knows, he thought, she might even like his ten inch cock." He decided...what the hell...GO FOR IT!

With that, he turned the knob to the house of Rob and Dolly Hamlin and changed their lives forever. Seeing the large disheveled man in his hallway, Rob sprang to his feet and shouted, "what the hell!" and charged the man.

Before he could utter another word, the man shot a straight right to Rob's nose and down he went. Dolly rushed to her fallen husband's aid, screaming at the man to leave their home at once. She tore into the man flailing and scratching at his face to no avail.

Lyle calmly grabbed her right arm and twisted it behind her back and locked his brawny forearm under her chin and pulled back. Dolly continued her protestations wildly kicking and swinging, but hitting nothing.

Lyle noticed that Dolly's arched back pushed her tits out in front of her like two heavy torpedoes. "Oh, boy! This one's going to great!" Meanwhile, Rob sat dazedly on the floor, blood streaming from his now broken nose. He seemed to have no idea what was happening right in his own home.

Lyle shouted into Dolly's ear, " Calm down or I'll kill you both. Hearing that and having no doubt that he meant every word, Dolly relaxed her flailing and just hung by Lyle's iron grip, feet barely touching the floor. Having done this sort of thing before, Lyle knew what to do next before the couple could think of a strategy to get themselves out of this situation.

Lyle dragged Dolly to the nearby couch and threw her body down. As he did, he caught a glimpse of Dolly's plump pussy and the thought of fucking her raged in his mind. "This mama is gonna be a great fuck and then some!," he thought. 

He then went over to where Rob sat on the floor and scooped him up with one easy swoop of his massive arm and dumped him on the couch with his terrified wife.

"What do you want?" Dolly wailed. "Take what you want and leave us alone.!"

Lyle leered at her and said, "Lady, I will take what I want and then we'll see." "Where's some duct tape?"

Dolly replied shakily, "In the bottom drawer by the refrigerator."

"Get IT, NOW!!" Lyle thundered.

Dolly scurried to the kitchen and returned with the tape. Lyle said, "Hold out your hands. I've had enough of your scratching."

Dolly meekly obeyed and he wrapped the tape on her wrists. Next, he reached over and tape Rob's hands the same way. 

Then he said, "Bedroom that way?" gesturing over his shoulder. Dolly nodded. "Let's go!"

Pushing Dolly ahead of him, he flung her on the bed and went back for Rob. Gathering the still slobbering husband, he dragged him to the bedroom as well. Depositing him in a bedroom chair, he proceeded to wrap duct tape to hold him upright and immobile for as long as he wanted.

As he finished the taping, he leaned over and whispered to Rob, "Now I'm gonna fuck the eyeballs out of your nice little wifey. Pay attention and you might learn something!" He then tuned his attention to the wide-eyed and trembling woman on the bed. He took her bound hands and taped them to the headboard and then took each leg and taped each to the two bedposts spreading Dolly's legs provocatively. Lyle almost drooled at the sight of her furry bush and the promise of fucking this beautiful woman to his hearts content.

By now, Dolly was gripped with the certain realization that she was about to be raped by this giant of a man and there was nothing that she could do to stop him.

The thought of being raped sent chills through her body. She knew that she and Rob had not had sex for many years and she wondered if she had "revirginated" and could take what was about to happen? She shuddered as the man ripped the thin nightgown from her stunning body and gazed down at his prey. Lyle could scarcely believe his good fortune. She was lovely! And she was HIS!

He reached down and roughly cupped and rolled her gorgeous breasts. Her tits were even bigger and more voluptuous that he had imagined when he had seen her through the window. They were topped with smallish pink nipples that had involuntarily begun to stiffen and harden. Her aureolae had also started to swell with dreaded anticipation of what was sure to come.

Lyle could hardly contain himself. He reached down and tweaked each budding nipple in turn, causing Dolly to shudder. The then cupped each tit strongly with his rough hands and gave them both a little shake. Satisfied with their feel, he leaned over and began to lick and suck on her right nipple. Dolly closed her eyes as the pleasure started to overtake her.

He lightly bit the proffered nipple as she pushed her tit closer to his exploring mouth. Dolly moaned softly as she lost all self control and surrendered completely to her ravisher. She had always liked rough sex, but Rob never satisfied her the way she liked. Now, she was going to be taken the way she always wanted to be taken...rough...hard...and deep!

Her head rolled from side to side as the rough man sucked first on hard nipple while pinching the other into unaccustomed hardness and length.

"Ohhhhh! Ohhhh!," Dolly moaned. "Yesss!, Yesss!, Ohhhhh!" Her tits were like they were on fire.

Dolly's tits were very sensitive during sex, so sensitive that she had sometimes cum just by them being fondled. This was definitely going to be one of those rare occasions. Her nipples felt like they could burst from the pain and pleasure she was feeling. She tried to resist, but it was useless, her body was betraying her.

Even though her light brown haired pussy was in full view and easy access, Lyle hadn't looked that way yet. He was fully enjoying bringing this voluptuous woman to steaming heat for the fucking that was to come. Rob, meanwhile, watching his wife moaning and writhing under the large calloused hands of this invader was getting the hard-on of the century.

Rob thought, to himself, serves her right, she acted so stand-offish to him for years, never even acknowledging sex existed. Now, she was going to get FUCKED, BIG TIME! He was starting to enjoy his wife's rape as if he himself was ravishing her lovely body.

Dolly had abandoned all control of her body. She cried, "my tittles!" "my tittles!" "Ohhhhh!" "Ohhhh!" " Yesss!" " Yesss!"

Lyle smiled to himself. This was going to be one of the best fucks of his life! Back and forth he went. First one tit, then the other with his hot and slaving mouth. First one and then the other with his squeezing and nipple pinching. Dolly was not only losing control of her body..her mind was reeling, too!

Without missing a beat, Lyle now shifted his attention to her now sopping cunt. Still licking and sucking her tits, he slowly cupped Dolly's swollen love mound.

Dolly has large labial lips that usually hung down a full inch when she was not aroused. But, with the tit stimulation, they had become engorged with blood and were swollen and laid back like a beautiful flesh flower showing the glistening, satin like pink cunt that drove men wild. The funnel entrance to her dripping cunt.

Lyle began slowly rubbing the outside of her hairy mound and cunt with his entire hand. Dolly couldn't help herself, she pushed up against his hand as he pressed harder against her clit and mons.

"OOOOHHHHHH!, OOOOHHHH!" Rolling her head from side to side, she cried and moaned louder and louder!

His finger now slid past her spasming cunt ring and into her soaking cleft and rubbed her clit. 

Dolly gasped, "OOOHH!, OHHH SHIT!, I'M CUMMING!, CUMMING!, OHHH FUCK!, OHHHHH!, YESSS!" Her body stiffened and rose to meet his insinuating finger as he massaged her clit and her inner cunt walls. As he did, her cunt muscles seemed to grab his finger and hold like a vise. As waves of orgasmic pleasure washed over her , Dolly's cunt walls would alternately balloon and contract.

Dolly was sweating and grunting like an animal in heat as Lyle worked her cunt and tits. Almost as if on cue, Lyle stood up, glanced at Rob, began to strip off his clothes.

With that he reached down and ripped the remnants of Dolly's gown of her luscious body . Now they were both naked and ready! Dolly looked through lust hooded eyes and saw his cock! It was huge! It was the largest cock Dolly had ever seen in her 50 years. It had to be 9 or 10 inches long and as thick as his muscular wrist. And he wasn't even fully erect yet!

She had had many lovers and four husbands, but she has never seen such an imposing love engine! She wondered if she had shrunk during her long abstinence from sex? How could she take that monster into her cunt? Would she be wounded for life? SHE DIDN'T CARE! SHE WANTED FUCKED!! EVEN IF IT SPLIT HER HALF, SHE NEEDED THAT COCK!

Lyle's voice somehow penetrated the pleasurable fog of her mind. She heard his softly say, "I'm gonna take you to paradise, little lady...and then you're gonna take me there too." 

The musky odor of sex and sweating bodies seem to fill the room as the forced seduction of Dolly Hamlin took a new and more sensuous turn. Lyle's former roughness seemed to melt away with Dolly's enthusiastic cooperation and was replaced by a more experienced lovers' manner.

He lightly stroked her belly, her sides, her hips, he held her head in his big hands and stroked her damp hair. Dolly could smell the aroma of her cunt juices on his hands and trembled all the more. He slowly began to raise her desire to a super heated pitch.

His hands abandoned the soft stroking and give her tits a loving squeeze and kissed her nipples and preceded to lick and kiss his way down her body to her open flesh flower. Dolly's labia had become so swollen and shiny like stuffed satin, her cunt lay wide open with her cunt hole offering him her smallish opening oozing her lubricating juices. 

He effortlessly slid one finger into her, then another. Two fingers were so he could get deeper and work them to widen her cunt ring for his cock. Working sensuously he massaged the cunt walls, her G-Spot and her opening...widening...widening...ever widening. Dolly moved her hips and pelvis in slow fucking motions to help him in his labors.

"OOHHHH! OOOOOH! OHHHHH!" She moaned continuously.

Lyle whispered in her ear, "You like that?", "You like that, Honey?". Dolly just continued to moan!

As he leisurely worked her cunt hole with his fingers, he lowered his mouth to her throbbing clit and began licking up and down her slippery slit. This new sensation, lifted Dolly to yet a new plane of pleasure!

Her eyes rolled in her head and she opened her mouth to draw in large gluts of air. Her moaning got louder and she thrash about on the bed. It was all Lyle could do to keep his mouth and hands working this wild and wanton woman!

As he concentrated on her clit, Dolly's "little soldier" who had never ever been outside its' protective sheath with any of her former lovers, crept forward in steely hardness.

She had been orgasmic with most of her lovers by responding to tit massage and regular fucking. This was something she had never before experienced. In fact, this was ALL new to her! OH THIS WAS HOW FUCKING SHOULD BE!!!

It was driving her to the edge of sanity. Lyle's scratchy whiskered face brushed the inside of her satiny thighs and his tongue flicked between her clit and her flowing cunt opening. Dolly was moaning and crying out in growing ecstasy and throwing her body in uncontrolled spasms of orgasms.

She was almost in continuous orgasm now. They came on spontaneously and wracked her body with unbelievable pleasure!

Lyle could feel the inside of her cunt balloon and subside after each wave after wave of pleasure took her. He kept his two fingers in her cunt, probing as deep as he could and took his little finger and pushed it into her asshole. Her asshole grasped his finger and a new sensation swept her to nirvana.

She came, again, and again and again. Lyle's mouth was like syrupy wonder to Dolly's cunt. It went in her vaginal opening, it went to her labial lips, it went to her clit, it went to her asshole, It was everywhere, it was no where. She was reeling!


Rob, who had cum in his pants just watching, could hardly believe his eyes as his darling wife of fifteen years reveled in the rape that was transporting her unknown heights. Dolly was now sighing and crying, "PLEASE FUCK ME! FUCK ME! PLEASE FUCK ME!"

Lyles' large head continued bobbing up and down on his wife's cunt and his free hand moved from swollen tit and nipple back and forth keeping the unbroken spell that he had cast on the semi-conscious woman.

Rob kept remembering how she had fucked him the last time they had fucked. Dolly had acted the role of the dutiful wife, reluctantly opening her legs, stuffing Rob's cock into her dry cut and laying, unresponsive while he attempted to fuck her. After one or two minutes he had withdrawn his cock, vowing to never again be so humiliated. Now, look at the raging whore in front of his very eyes.

Lyle's lips formed a little "O" over Dolly's hardened bud of her clit and sucked and flicked it with his tongue. With almost every whisk of his flying tongue and every pull of his sucking, Dolly erupted again with an universe shaking orgasm.

"OHHHHH!, YESSSSS!, OHH!, FUCK!, SHIT!, PLEASE! PUT YOUR COCK IN ME! PLEASE! PLEASE! PLEASE!"

Lyle's erection by now had grown even more turgid. He was at least 11 inches long and as thick as his muscular forearm. His bulbous cockhead looked as large as a plum. He slowly pulled his slippery fingers from her cunt and moved to impale this delirious woman on his manhood. He could wait to have her lick off the love juices of their fucking.

As he hovered over Dolly, she hunched hips up, over and over, to get her big prize buried inside her body. Lyle teased her by letting his big cockhead just touch her labia and slide over it's smooth wetness, over and over!

She was howling to be fucked, "PLEASE!, PLEASE!, PLEASE FUCK ME!"

Slowly relenting and trembling himself in anticipation, he lowered his machine to her gushing cunt and began a slow, deliberate stretching of her vaginal opening. Dolly's eyes shot wide open as she began to feel herself being really opened for the first time in her life.

Centimeter by centimeter, Lyle pushed that huge cockhead past the tight ring of muscle guarding her cunt. As the stunned woman groaned and grunted with his massive member inexorably rending her its' own, the cockhead popped by the muscle ring.

"Relax, lady." "You've just got the head of it in."

His cockhead was so wide that it was a struggle just to keep it seated in her cunt. Lyle always loved that feeling when he was good and well seated in a woman's cunt. He closed his eyes and groaned in pleasure as he continued to impale Dolly and customize her cunt for him alone.

When he had about five or six inches of cock inside her, he looked into her glazing eyes and asked, "Can you feel that?" "Can you take it all?."

Dolly was too traumatized to answer, she tried to spread her legs farther, raise her legs in the air and push weakly against the log that was splitting in half. She was gasping for air as she felt Lyle's cock go where no one had ever been!

He began a slow back-and forth movement, allowing only and inch or two to penetrate her, teasing her into wanting more and more. Then he would back out again right to the knob, making her groan and cry out.

Now, he had seven inches of glorious cock inside her cunt. Her juices, silent for so long were flowing like a fountain to lubricate and facilitate his passage to the bottom of her cunt and the core of her being. It felt like having a baby in reverse.

His cock was immense and the feeling of pleasure and fullness were indescribable! He already deeper insider her than any man before had been. Now, he had eight inches inside her squirming and writhing body.

Her confused movements of defensive withdrawal and rapturous cooperation served to enhance Lyle's pleasure. GOD, SHE WAS GOOD!!! Now, nine inches stretched he to the maximum. Her cunt was grasping his shaft with a tightness that she could feel and she loved it. He was HERS!

She moaned and said, "Slow down, slow down, I'll take it all." "Just slow down and let me stretch." 

Lyle replied, "Oh baby, you're as tight as a virgin, you feel sooooo good." "So wet, so soft, so hot! OHHHHH! You're worth waiting for." "That piece of shit over there never fucked you like this!" Dolly smiled and nodded, this WAS a lifetime fuck! No doubt about that!

Rob could scarcely comprehend the size of the cock that was drilling into Dolly. Just over half its' length had disappeared into her cunt and there was a good five or six inches to go. He blasted an fresh load of cum into his shorts as he looked hypnotically at the tableau before him. He had never seen the look of total ecstasy on his wife's face that she was showing her rapist.




Dolly's Good Day



With her tits heaving and Lyle's hands continuously squeezing and kneading them and tweaking her rigid nipples, she closed her eyes and drowned in the pain and pleasure she was feeling. His mouth never left the mounds of her tit flesh and the sounds of ragged heavy breathing filled the room. The effect was electric! Now, ten inches of straining manhood pushed and lengthened Dolly's love tunnel.

It was like her cunt lips were strained and stretched and were actually pulling more and more of him into her. Her gasps and moans filled the room! Little by little he was reaching the depths of her very being. Women have been known to like the feeling of having their cervix banged into during sex. That accounts for them always imploring their lovers to fuck "harder", "deeper', "faster"! Dolly had long ago lost her cervix but now the very bottom of her vaginal vault was being pushed deeper in to her belly and the feeling was intense.

"God!, it's SO BIG! OHHHHHHH! Dolly moaned. NOW! NOW HE WAS ALL THE WAY IN HER!! His full ten or eleven inches had bottomed out. His heavy balls rested on her asshole as he looked into the face of a truly stuck woman. He rested and soaked in the heavenly sensations that surrounded his prick.

Her cunt held him tight within her and pulsated around his chock. She felt ALL of his cock! The immense cockhead buried deep and the long, thick shaft all along the depth of her walls. 

"Look, buddy, Lyle shouted to Rob, "she loves it!" Dolly lolled back with every inch soaking inside her.

They seemed to communicate without speaking. As if an invisible switch had been tripped, they both started to move together.

Lyle's gargantuan cock slowly and deliberately pulled his cock length out of Dolly's cunt. Her cunt lips pulled back along it as it come s-l-o-w-l-y out of her cunt. It glistened with their lubricating juices, it was almost artistic in it's splendor.

After he had withdrawn about 4 inches, he slowly reinserted it. Dolly trembled and arching her back pushed against his prick. Next, he pulled it back about six inches and softly slid back into her welcoming hole to the very bottom.

Each time, Dolly moaned loudly, "fuck me, oh, fuck me." Wondrous feelings of pleasure filled her list a warm mist. She felt like she had dissolved and all her being was centered in her cunt, ass and tits.

It was as if all the surfaces of her body had fused into one being Lyle/Dolly. Lyle constantly changed the angle of his cock as he slid it in and out of Dolly's slathering cunthole.

He was a skillful lover. He would work her G-Spot, (where all the nerve endings came together) and he would hit bottom either hard or with great pressure. He would slide in to the right of her cunt wall and then to the left.

Dolly couldn't get enough of his cock. He would pull his cockhead out and then re-stretch her to reenter her. As he slowly withdrew from her cunt, his prick coming out with an easy sliding motion, still iron-hard and glistening from cunt juice. Dolly's dilated pussy gaped open like a cavern, the lips shaped to Lyle's cock.

She loved fucking him! She pushed back and rolled her pelvis to slide her clit along his fat length. She met every thrust with one of her own. "Gimme that cock!", Dolly wailed uncharacteristically. They fucked like animals possessed. His cock was now a blur as he pounded in and out of her, almost to the full length of his cock. Soft, moist, wet sounds of fucking issued from the sweating bodies on the bed, along with the heady aroma of fucking and ragged heavy breathing.

In and out, in and out, in and out! The fuck juices ran out of Dolly's cunt and down over her ass hole and onto the bed making a large wet spot. Dolly's orgasms were non-stop! She screamed! She wailed! She cried! Her body shuddered with each successive climax. She wanted to never stop!

Lyle showed amazing control to hold his climax. But, he too, did not want this fuck to end! In and out!...In and out...In and out...In and out. Slide into the soft slippery hot cunt!!

Suddenly, he stiffened! His face twisted into a grimace and he hissed, "I'm cumming!, I'm cumming"! The load he'd been saving from before he had been arrested shot from his straining balls and blasted with great force into Dolly's steaming cunt!

OHHHHH! She wailed as the hot jim bathed the walls of her aroused and frictionized cunt. Now the lubrication was that much better and Lyle still had his hard-on. Thud, thud, thud, thud their bodies rocked the marriage bed of Rob and Dolly. Dolly went limp as she simply could not climax any more. She was fucked out!!!

Lyle collapsed on top of her exhausted body. The lay like that for what seemed an eternity to Rob. Lyle's now wilting cock, still buried in Dolly's cunt, he was still enthralled with the fucking that Dolly had absorbed.

Slowly, they both regained some semblance of consciousness. Lyle rolled off Dolly's supine form with a loud "pop" as his cock was released from her still clasping cunt. Following his cock, it appeared that a pint or more of cunt juice and semen flowed out.

As Rob looked on, he could see that her cunthole was still open and inviting and had not closed up like it usually did when their sex had been good with his average cock. Dolly reached down and dreamily dipped into the sex juice and licked her fingers. She then rubbed some on her raw clit and labial lips. She looked over at Rob with ill-disguised disdain and said, "that's how to fuck, you wimp!"

Lyle was also coming around after their olympian fucking bout. As he stirred, Dolly turned on the bed and reached for the still tumid pleasure pole that had just ravished her. She bent to pay homage to the instrument of such pleasure. She took Lyle's slimy cock into her mouth and sucked all the juices from it. Mmmmmm! Mummmmm!

Lyle's eyes shone and lit up and he said, "We are gonna have more than one encore before I have to go, Baby." Dolly did not look up from her tash of sucking his cock and just hummed. 

In fact, in her younger days, Dolly had been an accomplished cock sucker. She had given head to many of her dates, while a divorcee, just so she did not have to fuck them for a dinner or date. Swallowing was no big deal to her in those days, but she had never sucked her long-suffering husband to orgasm. She was now just doing something she had always liked to do and it was driving Lyle back into another erection. His smile said it all.

He had found a willing pussy for his short stay and he was sure that there would be no police report this time. During their fantastic fuck, he had released Dolly from the duct tape holding her down when it was obvious that she was cooperating.

Now, she was voluntarily sucking him to hardness again. She just couldn't get enough of hiscock, he thought.

She cooed and moaned as his erection swelled and swelled to his granite hardness and he softly stroked her damp hair. Soon he was ready for another round and Dolly needed another shot of jizm in her cunt. He tenderly rolled her over on her stomach and lifted her hips into the doggy position. Her cunt had begum to lubricate in anticipation of a dose of Lyle cock.

This time he slid his bone effortlessly in to the hilt as Dolly gasped at the total fullness in her cunt. He reached around her and grabbed her swinging 39DD's and started fucking and kneading in rhythm.

"OOOOOOHHHHH!!" Dolly howled! "Give me all the cock you have, baby!," she commanded.

Lyle didn't have to be told. He hammered into her with amazing speed. Dolly slammed her ass back to meet his onrushing baseball bat of a cock, moaning and mewing loudly. Rob noticed that Lyle's cock seem to take on a pinkish cast as it rubbed the tender unused cunt walls and was causing Dolly to ooze a tinge of blood. Still they fucked on, mindless of any pain. The pleasure was just too intense.

He kept his giant hands kneading and squeezing her massive tits and noticed that they were not as fatty as others he had felt. Her tits were of a more dense tissue. More fun to fondle. The nipple area was of a more dense feel than that of the swinging globes. And, man, were they responsive! They felt like hard little bullets in his palms. When he pinched, pulled or rolled them in his fingers, Dolly would screech with orgasmic delight.

Her cunt felt like satin on his cock. He could hardly keep from cumming when he pulled his immense length back, just clearing the opening cunt ring of muscle and then quickly spreading it with his swollen cock head as her rode her again and again.

The effect on Dolly was not lost either. Every time he did that and popped her cunt opening she felt she was being taken again for the first time. "OOHHH, MY GOD! OOOWHEE! THAT FEELS SOOOOO GOOD! FUCK ME! FUCK ME!"

She seemed to cum time after time, each time a little more intense than the lasttime! Her pussy muscles contracted up and down the shaft of his cock with a milking motion. Lyle, too, was in heaven. Maybe this lady was turning out to be the best fuck of his life.

Dolly threw her head back, muscles in her neck straining and came again!! "OHHHHHHH!, OHHHHHHH!, MY TITS!, MY TITS!, OH GOD!"

Thrashing and convulsing impaled on his cock, she could feel him cumming, cock jerking and pulsing. Lyle shouting as he came, stiffened powered to her depths and shot another hot load of semen splashing at the end of her velvet tunnel.

"OHHHHH! ARGHHHH! UUHHHH!" 

Dolly had always loved the moment when a man would cum in her pussy. The sudden change in lubrication. The feel of hot man seed. The swelling of a cock just at the moment of ejaculation. But, this was better than ever. Bigger cock, More stretching, more bottoming out, more cum, more everything! I hope he NEVER leaves.

As she drew down from her toe curling cum, she reveled in the full feeling of Lyle's truncheon in her cunt. What would he do next, she wondered. The number of orgasms she had experienced this days were probably more than she had had all her life. She shook inside at the thought of more to come. She needed rest. And so did her stallion. By this time it was almost 1 AM, the completely exhausted fuck couple had finally run of energy.

Leaving Rob still tied to his "best seat in the house", Lyle pulled up of the covers from the totally unmade bed and covered both his and Dolly's naked bodies. Dolly rolled to her left side and pushed her rump at Lyle's love machine. He immediately spooned into her and she raised her right leg so he could place his semi-hard penis right next to her cooling pussy. With that done, they both drifted off to sleep and rejuvenate for the next round. It must have been about 4 AM when Rob heard some stirring on the bed. Dolly was still breathing regularly and sleeping soundly. Lyle, however, had awakened with a raging hard-on and he was casually rubbing it along Dolly's labial slit. She must of involuntarily swelled open from the cock stimulation, for he felt the wetness coming on. It was so sensual, slowly sliding back and forth against the cunt of a sleeping woman. Lyle felt his own pre-cum start to ooze and add the slipperiness of her cunt. By a slight change of the angle of his cock, he slid up inside her beautiful body.

Dolly, very slowly realized that she was being fucked again. But this time so leisurely and with deliberate tenderness. Lyle's cock filled her as before but he moved so slowly. Not pulling out until his mushroom shaped cockhead stretched her cunt ring.

But instead, stroking in and out about 3 or 4 inches with each thrust. OHHHHH! GOD! HE FELT SOOOOOO GOOD INSIDE HER!! Softly moaning with each thrust, she moved easily back to meet his movements. For what seemed hours, they quietly moved against each other coupled as they were.

Rob could hear the wet muffled sounds of fucking as Lyle's big cock fucked into Dolly. Just the heavy breathing and wet sounds issued from the bed. Occasionally, a sharp moan could be heard from Dolly as she climaxed over and over! Lyle felt his balls and asscheeks tighten up and he shot another load of sperm into her grasping cunt.

Finally, it was over and the lovers fell into an exhausted stupor.

Rob spent a very uncomfortable night listening to his wife happily fucking this intruder and being held up by duct tape. At last, morning dawned with the "lovers" snoring away in satiated bliss. He'd had enough. When they awakened he was going to propose a compromise strategy. He waited.

At about 8 AM, Lyle opened his eyes and gazed at the sleeping woman who had been the receptacle of his stored up lust and smiled to himself. She was a lot better than the last one and maybe the best one ever. Who would have thought??? 

At any rate, he was by no means through with her. As he contemplated her beautiful face, his cock began to harden. His hands slowly roamed her body under the blanket that covered them.

He felt the swollen globes of her tits, the thick and hardening nipples, her belly bulge, her sweet ass cheeks, and now her moistening slit. Dolly had also awakened to the feel of her new lover's rough hands stroking her body. She felt warm all over as he proceeded to inflame the same desire that had taken over her being yesterday. By now, they were both aroused to the point of no return. Lyles's cock had grown to it's super size (now 11 inches long and 8 or 9 inches around) and he was rubbing it between Dolly's parted thighs. Her cunt was once again slick with lubricating juices and her hole was leaking last night's cum and juices. She was ready, too! Lyle laid on his back and drew her to him.

They kissed passionately and he wrested her body on top of his. She immediately got the message. She straddled him and her tits swung directly in his face. Lyle reached up and began to massage both of the magnificent orbs. He then went from nipple to nipple with his intoxicating way of sucking and licking them. Dolly smiled down at him and pressed her tits more firmly into his mouth and hands. GOD! She loved this fucking! After so long being celibate, this was the way to break the mold.

She lifted her right leg and grasped his mighty rod. Guiding it to her stretched and gaping cunthole, she inserted the large cockhead between her labial lips and s-l-o- w-l-y settled down on it. His cock slipped easily into her this time, having customized her with his prior assaults. He sighed as she slowly enveloped him to the hilt.

Within seconds, Dolly felt the now familiar tingle growing in her groin. Lyle now reached in to the hot junction of their bodies and began rubbing her hard little clit. She felt electrified and wonder-ed that her clit didn't fire off sparks each time he twiddled it.

The fuck honey that was still in her cunt oozed out and down his terrible tool. As she bounced up and down, tits swaying in his face, she gasped and jerked as today's first orgasm tore through her. She fell forward smashing her full breasts on his broad chest. He hugged her trembling, spasming body to his while she endured "the little death" of her own making, her hot slot gripping and releasing his cock as convulsions raced up and down her hungry hole.

"Ohhhhh, Ohhhh! I needed that." she said with his monster cock still embedded in her cunt.

Lyle replied, " You're great...I love your tits bobbing and jiggling around, the feel of your ass bouncing against my legs, your beautiful face when it grimaces with pleasure...you are just GREAT!" "Go AGAIN," he said. 

Dolly began grinding her cunt against his erection and feeling her cunt work it inside her body. Up his body and down his body, sensuously rocking on his cock but not bouncing up and down, just luxuriating in the feelings. Lyle, to, loved the feeling on his cock. He could feel it sliding and probing into all of her cunt.

Every surface got his cock's undivided attention. This was bliss! Dolly was cumming and cumming! She just could NOT get enough of Lyle's cock...she never had felt so much like a WOMAN!

Now, Lyle who was trying to control his orgasm, felt his balls tighten up and he knew he could not hold back. This woman was milking him with her cunt and he had to come! With his asscheeks locked and his toes curling, he launched yet another blast of sperm into Dolly's steaming cavern. OHHHH! OHHHH! She cried and spasmed herself as the hot jizm creamed her insides. They held each other tightly as the earthquake passed. Dolly's cunt squeezing every last drop of cum from his throbbing tool.

Dolly has orgasmed at least 100 times in the last twelve hours. More than in her entire life. She never realized the full sexual potential of her body. She was NOT going to waste it anymore!

Lyle realized that he had the woman of his dreams the last 18 hours. But soon he would have to move on or risk capture and the long prison term awaiting him. God! She was going to be hard to leave. But he had to go. As he remembered the wild coupling that he had enjoyed, he found himself drawn to her open cunt. He stared at the simple beauty of her cunt. If was like a shiny peach colored flower. He smelled it. He loved the mixed aroma of semen and cunt juice. He licked at the swollen lips and she moaned. He licked up and down her labial cleft. She moaned louder now.

He flicked his maddening tongue at her hardened and erect clit. Thrills shot through her time and again! She moaned and cried out in pleasure. As the waves of orgasm swept through her body, she bucked her ass up straining to get more of that insinuating tongue in her. Lyle lapped into her gaping cunthole and licked the flowing juices. Latching back on to her throbbing clit he increased his sucking of her little pearl. Dolly cried out, "Don't Stop!, Don't Ever Stop!."

Not that he would, he was enjoying this as much as she was. His two fingers were now inside her cunt, working, working, pressing her G-Spot, Circling the slippery walls, working, working. Dolly was now in a constant orgasm. One right after another! "Ohhhhhhhhhh! Ohhhhhhhhh!" Rob completely stunned and blown away by hi wanton wife and her hung studcaptor stared numb with constant amazement. He summoned enough courage to talk. "Untie Me!" "I won't cause any trouble." "I just want to watch and wait my turn."

"What the hell!," Lyle said. He ripped the duct tape farm Rob's stiff and sore body, setting him free. "Don't try anything funny or you'll wish you hadn't!", he warned.

Rob mumbled,"Don't worry, I've had enough."

As Rob sat unfettered in his chair, the naked people before his eyes started making love yet one more time. "I've got to be moving on. As much as I'd like to stay here and keep fucking you, lady. I have got to go." "Please fuck me one more time then," Dolly sighed. "Oh. I plan to do just that," little lady," Lyle said. As he rubbed her clit and lubed up her cunt hole for his farewell fuck, Dolly hunched her hips to meet his intoxicating touch.

When she had reached the super wet stage, Lyle hovered over her body and very deliberately inserted the bulbous head of his cock into her waiting vaginal entrance.

"OHHHHHHHH! OHHHHHHHH! FEELS SOOOOOO GOOOOD!" Dolly wailed. Inch by inch his cock slid into her heated core. Pop! Past the muscle ring, Now, three inches, Now, four inches, Now six inches were plowing into "his" woman. She was reveling in every inch. OHHHHHHH! YESSSSS!, OHHHHHH! Now, eight inches stretched her cunt. Now, ten inches and there was more to come.

"OOOOOOOOOOOOO! OOOOOOOOOO! YESSSSSSS!" Now, all twelve inches pluswere embedded in Dolly's cunt.. They rested to soak in the pleasure they both were feeling. Dolly's cunt spasmed all along his formidable monster cock. He could feel the cunt walls milking him and he loved it. He twitched his cock inside her and she felt it.

As he stared his now familiar routine of slowly pulling out part way and then back in slower, then a little further out then back in, little by little teasing her to fever pitch.




Dolly's Good Day



Her cunt inner lips clasped his cock on the outward stroke as if to try and keep him inside her. Rob could see them pulled back along the shaft of his cock with every stroke. Now, they began fucking in earnest. Faster and faster they went! Wet fucking sounds and the aroma of sex were everywhere. Splut!, splut!, splut! Their bodies slammed together, their cock and cunt blurring with the frenzied action.

Dolly howled, "I'm CUMMING! I"m CUMMING!". OHHHHHHHHHH! MY TITTIES OOOOHHHHH! YESSSS! OHHHHHHH!" She stiffened and pressed to get all of Lyle's cock buried in her cunt.

When her cunt ballooned and clasped him in convulsive waves, Lyle felt his balls tighten up and began to explode his load into her! Wave after wave to contractions swept his body as he shot a copius amount of hot semen into Dolly's body. "ARRHGGGG! UHGGGGGG! OHHHHHHH!" His piston was now sliding in and out like a well oiled machine, which it truly was at that moment.

Slussh! Slussh! Slussh! Slussh! Oh, Dolly loved being fucked this way...HARD! LONG! DEEP!

Slowly the movement of their bodies subsided. Lyle rolled off Dolly with wet "phloop" as his cock pulled out of his temporary paradise. The juices of their love making flowed out of Dolly's smouldering cunt and made a lake sized wet spot on the stained bed clothes.

Lyle said softly, What's your name, little lady?" Dolly replied and told him. He said, "Look, I would like to do you again sometime. If you're willing, I'll get in touch somehow and setup a meet. What do you say?"

Dolly smiled and sad, "Any time...any place. You just let me know!" The two satiated lovers then took a shower and dressed. After breakfast, Lyle asked Rob if there was any money around the house. Between Rob and Dolly they scraped up about $62. Giving that to him, they watched as he walked away from their house for the last time.

The next eight months past with a different atmosphere in the Hamlin's home. Rob now insisted that Dolly fuck him when and how HE wanted! Not the way shewanted or didn't want! He was happier that he'd been in a long time after seeing his wife fucked to the edge and back. Dolly was like she had seen the light and was a more responsive and loving wife than she had ever been. Lyle's little sex education class hashad a real effect!

One morning, going through the day's mail, Dolly cried out. "Rob, here's a note from Lyle. It said simply, "Mena, Arkansas. Best Western, Saturday. Long John." Dolly smiled to Rob and said, "I'm going to be there. Are you coming?" 

Rob replied, "Wouldn't miss it for the world!" 



Dolly's Python



October 2005

"Hey, it's Mrs. Tarleton! How're you doing?" I heard my secretary, Marcia talking and giggling with my wife.

" How're you, Marcia...you're the cutest secretary at Cooper, Tarleton and Strowbridge, girl!" I looked up, and there she was, my beautiful girl, Dolly Tarleton, her long, honey blond curls bouncing.

I dropped my work to watch as my lovely wife and Marcia gossiped about the foibles of their favorite hairdresser.

Young Deon, the black head of the copy department stopped to touch my Dolly's hand. 

My face burned in shame as I recalled two weeks before, when Dolly had tied me, naked to a chair in front of her bed, as Deon had had his way with her, and she'd given him a fabulous blowjob.

Deon had been a bit nervous at having the senior partner bound and gagged like this as he cuckolded his beautiful wife, but as Dolly had said 

"Darling boy...this is the only time poor Leland gets to see me naked."

But Dolly hadn't been entirely naked--she'd kept her panties on, telling young Deon that she was on the rag--so he hadn't seen her secret. 

Still, he'd been allowed to kiss the luscious siliconed breasts, the collagened lips, the beautiful hairless body of my wife...so expensive...but he didn't know her secret!

Dolly laughed and tittered with Levison, my paralegal and of course old Mr. Strowbridge, the perverted senior partner. 

He kept giving her deep "friendly" kisses, and she just giggled and kissed him back, checking me amusedly with one eye..."I caught you!" 

Dolly seemed to be saying. She just got such a kick out of it that I desire her so much!

Staring---oh, is it normal for a man to be so attracted to his own wife? 

My balls, so full...so swollen with back-loads of cum from months and months of her cruel teasing. And what could I do?

I stare at her...Twice in the past month, she's been approached by fans who thought she was Heather Locklear or Jeri Ryan.

And once she slept with some guy, a geeky cashier, because he gave her a rose...and what do I get? 

Nothing, just the right to support and worship such a stunningly beautiful woman.

God, was Dolly hot oh, my darling girl...that musical laugh! But she could be deadly, too. How she could wield the strap, the cane, more than once, the horsewhip...and the viciousness of Dolly's Python. 

The Python...my mouth watered for the Python!

I thought of the night before, when I'd been trussed like a turkey and Dolly had been running her fingers up and down my poor Willy. 

"You want to cum, I know..." she'd breathed in my ear as her nails had scraped the tip of my sweating penis.

Rubbing faster and then slower, again and again, I'd begged her to give me release. But then she'd put the Python in my mouth and it had shut me up...for awhile.

"Such a sad little wormy-boy" my darling Dolly had snickered, tossing her lovely blonde curls as she shoved the Python home. 

"You're just a pitiful slug...a jellyfish without the power to sting. All you're good for is an open wallet, in my opinion"

There had been tears in my eyes, and she'd laughed uproariously. I was fortunate that she'd laughed, as sometimes Dolly would cane me for being a crybaby!

The Python was truly my Master....

I fantasized about it whenever I ate a banana or chewed beef jerky. 

That long, hard, vein colored weapon, oh, how it filled my tender mouth...filled my soul! Oh, my Dolly! How do you do it to me, my Mistress?

I watched as Dolly exchanged flirtatious glances with my admiring young associate attorney, as well as my partners, and the mail clerk. 

No evidence of the Python now! She was a magnet for men, my Dolly was. Even if they'd known her secret, she probably still would be.

Oh, the whispers my Dolly gives when she's a-teasin'. "What's wrong, Leland? You frustrated because you can't cum?"

The fingers toying and bouncing along my miserably purple shaft as she chuckles. "Your poor dickie-bird is always locked into that mean old piercing."

She squeezes my scrotum slightly and sticks a forefinger in my ass, just for a moment. "But you were the one who wanted chastity, who begged for it." I gasp, and tears run from my eyes.

"You said that you felt like I shouldn't have to reciprocate when you serviced me...and then you said perhaps you shouldn't be able to even touch yourself after you'd satisfied me...

Yes, and YOU took me to the piercing studio to get your Prince Albert..so why are you complaining that you never get to cum?"

She then would grab my swollen, full balls and squeeze to her heart's content.

"You're destined maybe to never cum again if that's what I want." Miss Dolly would titter as her lovely long nails slightly grazed my frenum, again and again. 

"Imagine that, darling...locked in that piercing for the rest of your life, forced to sit down to pee like a girl does."

Then Miss Dolly laughed, thinking of the time that I'd gone into my bathroom at work to pee...the urinals were empty and the stalls were full...so I peed my pants just because I couldn't sit down...

This because having that nasty piercing on my dick means no standing up to pee--which Miss Dolly said is too MALE anyway.

"Locked up for life" she giggled, as she pulled and stroked my tumescent cock, "Except when I unlock you for a little tease/torture...eh?" 

And she laughed and laughed. What a cruel princess my darling Dolly can be!

God, that tinkling laugh! 

Even after all these years, my dick stiffened against its secure Prince Albert piercing watching Dolly's boobs bounce in her crop top. 

And when she held up a leg to show Marcia her new fishnet hose, I began gasping.

Oh, she was so sexy... I thought again of the night before I'd been tied down, and Dolly's long nails, then colored Neon Orange, had played and scraped across my thrusting penis for three hours in an evil tease as I'd pulled and strained at the ropes tying my hands.

Dolly would pump, pump, thrust and pull my erection with her soft, if somewhat large hands, and I'd gasp and beg...

Yes, and she'd let go of my poor cock and LAUGH at me, just before wonderful, miraculous release! Would I ever orgasm again? 

Every few minutes, I'd be fed the Python, until the Python shot in my mouth. "You made Mr. Happy Spit again, Junior"

Dolly would return to teasing my poor cock just for a little longer... oh. God. Then, just as I was about to cum, Dolly had locked me back in the Prince Albert piercing.

And laughed at my tears, and rolled her beautiful body over to go to sleep. And I'd sucked her to three orgasms before that!

When I'd gone to sleep that night, my jaws had been aching, oh, so painfully.

And my poor penis, locked as it was in the cruel Prince Albert, had throbbed unsuccessfully in its cruel piercing...my balls were so swollen with unsatisfied desire.

And I knew that night, that after all the sucking I'd done, Dolly had left with some young men around eleven-thirty and gone partying at a punk rock dance club downtown. 

Which meant she'd probably gotten her rocks off again...oh, it had been so painful, and yes, I'd cried myself to sleep. "The waterworks" as Dolly contemptuously called my emotions...I did cry a lot these days!

Now, Dolly was looking at me, and waving her fingers, tipped with Frosty Cherry polish--I know, as I'd manicured them this morning before work. Dolly smiled at my secretary .

"Marcie, baby I gotta talk to Leland now...hubby's been a bad boy!" Marcie laughed at this sally, but my blood chilled. It wasn't a "hey, let's get lunch" visit to my workplace at all...

"Yeah, honey, just go take the afternoon off, I'll help Lee with any work he has." Marcie smiled gratefully as she saw my reluctant assent, and bounced out the door. 

Dolly opened my inner office door and pranced in, bouncing her miniskirt about.

"Well, Leland baby, how's it going?" she asked in a honeyed voice. 

"Having a good workday?" 

Dolly tossed her peach curls and moved around the side of the desk, gently pulling me out of my chair by my necktie.

Her glossed lips parted as she smiled into my face. 

I wanted her so badly--it had been 123 days since I'd last been allowed to have an orgasm--but as sexy as she looked, I knew Dolly was pissed about something.

I could always tell...usually her frown was just one of amused contempt...

I was always cowering in front of her, it seemed, but I could tell there was a bit of teeth gritting going on today, which meant that I would be in serious pain. 

But she couldn't be seriously going to punish me here in my own office!

But she'd locked the door. 

And I knew that Dolly had no compunctions about disciplining me in public places. Just the week before, we'd been at the Hecht company, and I'd gotten into a tiff with her about a bright pink shirt she wanted me to buy.

"It's ridiculously feminine, honey. I can't wear something like that."

I'd protested. 

"Now, darling. .you know that you're such a sissy boy, and this shirt will highlight your pink cheeks." 

As Dolly had said this, she'd winked at the young salesman, who had snickered behind his hand.

"No, absolutely not!" I'd insisted. 

"Forget it!" Dolly had turned and smiled at the young man.

"Sam, is there a changing room here?" Sam had nodded assent, and Dolly had grabbed me by the ear and dragged me back there as salespeople and customers had stared. 

I'd even spotted a shoplifter dropping socks out of the pocket in his jacket, he'd been so amazed!

We'd gotten in there, and Dolly had shut the door. 

"Now, Dolly, you have to understand..." I protested. Dolly had sat down and gone through her purse, pulling out her big wooden hairbrush.

"Take down your pants, right now." she'd said to me with gritted teeth.

Oh, how beautiful she'd looked in her snug white turtleneck and leather miniskirt! "Dolly, I have a right to choose my clothes...and you can't discipline me here." 

I'd looked quite severely at her, but despite my darling's feminity, she'd grabbed me and unbuckled my pants, dragging them and my shorts down.

I had known I couldn't fight her off...Dolly was VERY strong.

"Bend over." Dolly had grabbed my hair and dragged me across her miniskirted lap. 

My pierced organ had been smushed against her leather covered knee, though the miniskirt had been so short that I could also feel her scratchy nylon stockings. WHACK! WHACK! 

Thirty I'd gotten, right across my poor bare bottom, and I'd screamed and cried the entire time.

Finally, I'd come out into the store again, buttoning up my pants, tears coursing down my face, as the shoppers watched and giggled, and in front of my bemused Dolly, I'd purchased the brightly colored shirt in three different styles.

I'd not been able to sit in the car to drive home, so Dolly had mercifully allowed me to lie in the back seat...oh it had been so horrible!

But now in the office, it looked like more trouble for me! 

"What are you working on, baby?" Dolly's voice was soft as she read the brief on my desk. 

Dolly raised her little voice and read in an amusing staccato.. 

"The Trustee's Motion to Open Judgment and for Rehearing of Memorandum Opinion...oh, fascinating, honey...riveting as a matter of fact."

Dolly smiled up at me. She was so delicious.

What had I forgotten to do? I could see her Adam's apple pulsing...she was mad. 

I was terrified, but I couldn't quit staring down into my darling Dolly's cleavage.

"I hate to bother you here at work...you're so busy while I'm at home..." Dolly paused to apply some lipstick.

Oh, those beautiful lips. 

Certainly I'd paid to have collagen put in them, but weren't they gorgeous with that glossy shine! 

"But apparently you forgot to do something, baby" Dolly breathed, flicking her tongue in my ear. Then it came again.

"I was going to meet Jorge for lunch today, don't you pout...you know I need to have a boyfriend to be satisfied...you don't do it for me baby..." 

Dolly smiled as she put her face closer. "And I looked for the outfits you said you'd ironed last night but..they're all wrinkled."

I felt Dolly's hands briskly undoing my belt, and pulling down my pants and shorts as she continued. 

" My lycra mini dress with the sequined front isn't ironed" Dolly toyed with my cock as it thrust against the evil piercing.

"Nor is my Electric Blue stretch tube outfit." Her soft fingers tickled my scrotum as I gasped. "

Or even my Vinyl Keyhole Halter dress, or my cotton knit turtleneck."

WHUMP! Dolly's knee came up and slammed right into my cock and balls and I fell to the floor of my office moaning. 

Tears came out of my eyes, and I heard Dolly's soft tones change into her deep MALE voice.

"Get your clothes off, you worthless faggot motherfucker! Who the fuck do you think you are?" Brutal kicks from Dolly's silver glitter go-go boots crashed in my stomach.

That voice...I remembered the first time I'd heard it!

April 1999

"So this is my apartment, do you like it?" 

Dolan McIntyre looked around as he walked through my vestibule. His right bicep gleamed with the U.S. Marine Corps "Semper Fi" tattoo, as he flexed in the black tank top that designated him as a Tawse Club bar back.

Dolan's golden brown handlebar moustache glimmered as he looked around my pretentious little apartment.

He grinned at me. "It's fancy, real classy, Mr. Tarleton." "Well, I suppose on a bartender's salary, you might not be living in a place like this for a while." I joked.

Dolan smiled 

"I'm not even a bartender, just a bar back, Mr. Tarleton. The bartenders get real good tips. Me, I live at my sister's. Wish I was a corporate lawyer like you, sir."

Looking at one of my more bizarre Dali prints, he whistled. 

"So you got even weirder shit going on for you than being in the bondage scene, huh?"

My throat constricted. 

Why had I brought Dolan over? Normally, when I trolled at Tawse, it was to meet a hot girl, who I could train to give me a good whipping--not many women were naturally dominant sexually, I thought.

I'd just broken up with Elspeth, a Tawse Club princess type who'd been fun for two or three months--but she didn't seem like she really was INTO domming me.

It was more like "Now I spanked you like you wanted, so let's go to the movies."

She'd been mystified as to why I'd dumped her--after all, Elspeth was beautiful, and looked great in pleather corsets...but it wasn't enough.

Dolan cracked the beer that I gave him, and we sat down.

"So are you really interested in this stuff?" Dolan asked me with a grin. 

"You know, I'm just working there, at the Tawse Club, sir. The pay's good...you members have some stiff dues." Something else was stiff, I felt uncomfortably.

"Really, Dolan, you don't ever think about how cool it would be--the S&M scene?" I blurted. "It's kind of glamorous, I think."

Dolan shook his head. 

Recently discharged from the military after fifteen years, he'd just grown out his buzz cut, and I could tell there was a bit of curl in his crop.

"The idea of licking some bitch's boots--kissing ass, after a hard day's work, I don't think so, Mr. Tarleton." 

"Leland--please." I grinned at Dolan. "But, Dolan, what about being on the other end...wouldn't you like to have a slave?

Might be fun, you know...a hot girl doing your every whim.

I mean, getting your dick sucked, whipping her ass...don't tell me you've never thought about it."

Dolan turned and grinned at me, showing lots of teeth under the bushy handlebar moustache, and again I wondered why I'd invited this guy to hang out at my house.

First, I wasn't looking for buddies at the Tawse Club, just dominatrix-ish Mistresses...secondly, this fellow was a mere bartender! 

But I'd not been able to take my eyes off of him in weeks. What was wrong with me?

Dolan sipped his beer and peered at me.

"Mr. Tarleton--" "Leland, or Lee." I interrupted. "All friends here."

Dolan smiled. "Yeah, I suppose I can call you by your first name, considering I've watched that chick with the bad dye-job whipping your bare ass--what's her name? 

Elsie? Elspeth. She was a shitty tipper, but I did like watching her beat your ass, no offense sir."

Hearing Dolan mention this made me feel a bit embarrassed, but I looked straight at Dolan. "

As I said, Leland, it's not so much that I wouldn't like whipping some ass, maybe, or having my dick sucked--" 

My own dick pulsed against my jockey shorts, looking straight into Dolan's piercing blue eyes.

"But the fact is, Leland...I don't like girls. I swing to a different drummer." My cock was so hard that I forget that Dolan had mixed his metaphors.

"I don't want to put you off, uh, Leland, but I'm a homosexual, a gay fella. I like guys." Dolan looked at me earnestly. "I hope that doesn't creep you out, I'd enjoy your friendship." 

What happened after this I cannot be responsible for...

I have no idea how the next few words came out of my mouth...

I'd been heterosexual my entire forty-two years, and in fact was supporting two ex-wives and five children, expensive little private-school bastards that they were. But my next words to Dolan came out as...

"I'd love to be your slave-boy, Dolan. Please, let me try."

Dolan looked at me, some what alarmed. What had I done? Jesus, was this going to get around the Scourge Club? 

He's such a big motherfucker. He might even assault me, but I'd like that...ugh.

But Dolan put his beer down and looked at me seriously. 

I tried to save the situation. 

"I--I'm middle aged, eight years older than you, I--you're very attractive, and not even into S&M but--" Dolan held up a finger. "Leland, buddy. Don't apologize.

You're a good-looking guy--we bar backs call you the Silver Fox, and we all thought you were too good for Elspeth...I'd like try being your um top guy--" 

"Master. My Master." I squeaked.

Oh, my cock was so fucking hard.

Twenty minutes later, I'd stripped naked and was kneeling in front of the assistant bar back at the Scourge Club, trying not to look too desperate.

My dick was straight out, and I looked furtively at him. An experienced Dom would have slapped my face for not staring at the floor, but Dolan just looked at me.

"Wow. What now, Leland? Man, oh man."

He was confused, but I could see the bulge in his black jeans. 

"There's a thick wooden paddle and a short whip--called a dog whip in the closet, along with some handcuffs, sir. 

Miss Elspeth always locked my hands because I tend to squirm, Sir."

Dolan seemed a bit dazed that the man who he'd called Sir was now calling him Sir. 

But he got up and went to the closet, bringing back the necessary implements. He couldn't get over the dog whip it seemed--

An hour later my butt was scalding from Dolan's efforts with my Spencer paddle, and I was biting the pillow, while bound naked on the bed. 

Dolan had tried the dog whip as well, with interesting results...but now he was toying with my bullwhip, and there were questions in his eyes.

I lay on the bed, moving my hands in the cuffs as Dolan toyed with my marvelous Kangaroo Hide Bullwhip. 

"I just don't want to seriously maim you, Leland." I smiled gamely.

"Don't worry, Master Dolan. I've gotten it from single-tail lashes, signal whips, snake whips, dog whips, stock whips, target whips, scourges and a hundred different strops, Sir."

I was nervous myself, but I didn't want him to be scared off.

"You see, Sir, that whip, like many is made with a handle, a tail and a "cracker" at the tip. That bullwhip is five small whips interwoven into what's called plaits."

I felt as if I were teaching a class, albeit being bound naked on the bed, as my new, young Master strutted back and forth in his tank top and black jeans. 

Oh, he was so sexy!

"You should take a stance as if you were fly-fishing...swing the whip out and let it land on my back, or my buttocks, wherever you wish to punish, Sir."




Dolly's Python



I paused, and caught my breath. "just flick your wrist, bend your arm, aim and--Ooow!" 

Dolan's first crack had found the sweet spot--right beneath my buttocks and above my thighs.

At first the lashes were hesitant, but as I moved around on the bed, trying to avoid them, Dolan became irritated.

"Stay still,you little punk! You're going to get it worse now!" My cock hardened and poked out from beneath my legs, and instantly was rewarded with a nasty lash across the shaft.

I screamed and bellowed into my pillow, and after Dolan hesitantly uncuffed me, I pulled down his pants and encountered the Python for the first time. My first cock ever, but I went for it like a pro. Slurp Slurp!

My mouth traveled up the Python, teasing the head with the tip of my tongue as Master Dolan bucked and groaned. I tried hard not to bite--

I sensed Dolan would be a strict punisher if there was any discomfort--but it was quite difficult to keep my mouth and throat smooth as Dolan skull-fucked me.

As I moved around, crouched on my knees, Dolan took one of his boots and slammed it against my penis, grinding my penis and balls into the floor as I strained to suck his glorious Python...

Lord, oh, I couldn't take the pain, but the touch of the bulbous glans of the Python on my tongue was pure pleasure!

"You better loosen up, baby." Dolan crooned. 

"If I gotta, I'll knock your teeth out to make my little bitch's mouth more cushy."

I held back tears as I opened my mouth further to accommodate the massive Python. 

For that was what I was going to call it--the Python. But, as I finished up on my new Master, I looked up at him, and there were tears in his beautiful eyes.

"I got to tell you something, Leland, before we go much further...I think I have a woman inside me."

My mind returned to the present, and now, after I'd hurriedly taken off my clothes, Dolly's muscular arm dragged me back up again and I stood before her, trembling, my penis thrusting miserably in its Prince Albert loop. 

"You were so hot to have me tease you that you lied and said you had ironed my clothes!"

Dolly threw me across my desk, taking a thick razor strop out of her handbag.

I gritted my teeth and closed my eyes, though I knew I'd be in tears in just a moment. Could I prove that I wasn't a crybaby?

WHACK WHACK WHACK! Dolly's muscular arm landed the strop again and again on my welted buttocks...she had, after all been a competitive weightlifter as well as a Drill Instructor in the Marine Corps for thirteen years.

"Turn around, queer-boy, let me give it to that pathetic cock of yours!"

I spun around, eyes shut, and felt the cruel strop whack my pierced cock five times until it was shriveled and bleeding, and my Mistress was laughing heartily. 

Then she returned her strap to scarring my shoulders, back, buttocks and thighs.

I tried so hard not to howl and scream, as my law partners and all the support staff were just in the hallway...finally, the whipping was over.

I'd been trained well not to make noises. 

Mistress Dolly and before her, Master Dolan had "learned" me to be a silent pain pig. Finally, I was thrown to my knees. I couldn't stand it any more.

"Mistress Dolly, would you give me the Python! Please, oh please...I've missed it since this morning's worship ma'am! 

I promise to iron your dresses as soon as I get home. but please let me service the Python here on my worthless knees in this office, ma'am!" I cringed as such sass might earn me more from the strop...but Miss Dolly was smiling!

Dolly unsnapped her skirt and pulled down her panties. "Now, here's the Python...you'd better say you're sorry!"

I looked straight at Dolly's long, thick, pulsating penis.

"See, it's a real dick not like your two-inch worm that's pierced up! Pathetic!" Dolly sneered, pursing her beautiful lips as she gazed with contempt at my small penis, locked in its cruel bow by the Prince Albert piercing.

So rarely did my poor dick participate in any way or form of a sex life, it seemed so unfair. 

My mouth and my ass were constantly in use by Miss Dolly and her many male friends, but my own sexual gratification didn't seem to interest her much at all...it was very sad.

"Open up that clitty of yours" This was how Miss Dolly referred to my mouth, alas.

I opened my mouth and the seven inch long, two inch wide rod was shoved in my mouth.

Dolly's red fingernails scratched my ears as she grabbed my head and began skull-fucking me.

" You know, I was considering letting you beat off tonight...I might have, you begged so hard last night"

Dolly laughed as she slammed the Python in and out of my quivering lips. Deeper and harder the Python was shoved down my throat. 

I licked the glans of the glorious Python, toying now and then with the sensitive area of skin beneath the glans on the underside of the glorious weapon.

I wished I could kiss and bite Miss Dolly's inner thighs a bit as I did when performing non-punishment fellation. 

"Loosen your lips, dirt-bag" Miss Dolly moaned as she shoved the Python mightily down my throat some more. "That's right.

I was quite skilled at taking the Python deep into my throat, trying even to pull it into my stomach, with no gagging. 

Miss Dolly had spent many hours loosening my throat to open wide by tying me down and gagging me deep with cucumbers, dildos and even metal pipes pushed deep into my mouth...for hours. 

All so I could give the Python serious attention!

"Yeah, I might have let you cum, you selfish pitiful dick wad...But your inconsideration in forgetting to iron my dresses, and lying to me about it makes me think I shouldn't let your queer-boy ass squirt for another six months!"

I had had long training in relaxing my throat, swirling my tongue around her thick shaft.

But I knew I had to hold off from allowing her to cum...unless she wanted to cum in my mouth! Thrust, thrust thrust. I gasped and choked. "You'll learn not to forget to iron Daddy's dresses, eh?"

Still in the deep voice.

I stared up at her as I grasped her siliconed buttocks, taking the huge shaft further down my throat. 

Dolly let go of my head and pulled off her crop top, exposing her huge, 44DD breasts, that stood up like basketballs. "You paid $20,000 for this boobjob, baby." Dolly said with a smirk,

Now her feminine voice was back...like a different person. "But I'm not going to let you touch my yummies for a month, as punishment for ruining my nice time with Jorge." 

Tears came out of my eyes as I continued to suck Dolly's massive missile. Finally, she pulled her dick out of my mouth.

"Turn around!" I looked pleadingly at Dolly. 

"Mistress, please don't make me get it from behind. My poor poo-poo is distended as it is...please let Lee-Lee suck you off...you know I'm good at it...I'll blow you five times if you want, ma'am." 

Dolly looked down at me, and became enraged. The male voice came with a vengeance "Get on your knees, with your butt to me NOW!"

Sighing, I turned around and pulled up my rear end. Oh God. I felt the head of Dolly's penis forcing its way between my cheeks. She pumped hard, laughing.

"Good thing you were never in prison, sissy-boy, you'd be passed around for a carton of Newports many a time. 

You'd be the head punk of Cellblock H, baby! You are sooo easy back there!" Biting my tongue, my eyes filled with tears, I said "Thank you, Miss Dolly."

Dolly's laugh was brisk. "Yeah, baby...I like sodomizing you more now than I did when I was a guy...this is why I won't go all the way and get my schlong removed...'cause I want the best of both worlds, you pathetic little cretin...

"Yes Ma'am...sir...ma'am!"



Dolly's Reunion



It was just after noon when Dolly and Rod Hamlin reached the Best Western Inn in Mena, Arkansas for their pre-arranged meeting. As they looked around the parking area, they didn't quite know what to look for. The last time they had seen Dolly's large lover, Lyle Buhr, he was on foot and leaving their Missouri home for parts unknown.

As they parked in the general parking area and got out of their car, Dolly heard Lyle's booming voice. "Hey! I knew you'd come.! Come 'mere and let me see you!" Lyle ran to greet them, particularly Dolly!

"Ya all warmed up for me, Doll? " he asked an excited Dolly. Who just about swooned at the sight of her giant.

"Come see our room, that I've got for us for the next two days." Lyle said as he ushered the two tired travelers to the site of the coming festivities.

Their room was conveniently located at the end of the sparsely used motel and nobody looked to be occupying any adjacent rooms. Two large king size beds were the main attraction and the trio settled in for a long weekend of fucking, sucking and general debauchery.

For this assignation, Dolly had worn a thin pale yellow cotton sun dress with broad straps to hold the bodice supporting her dynamite 36DD's. Lyle had cleaned up his act since his days as a runaway escapee from justice. His manly bulk attired in a tight t-shirt and jeans drew anticipatory gasps from Dolly. The two could hardly contain their lust for each other. In all Dolly's 50 years, she had had her share of lovers. But none turned her on like Lyle. His gargantuan cock had stretched and thrilled her like none other. Now they were ready for act two.

Dolly's husband of 15 years and the cuckold in the ongoing saga watched with growing interest as his wife clung to her ravisher and repeatedly kissed him as he fondled her body. His large hands cupped her full breasts and ass as he drew her close to him. Dolly moaned as the two stumbled toward the closest king sized fuck area. With a slow motion movement, Lyle laid Dolly on the bed. His hands continued to roam over her heaving body as she smothered him with kisses.

Lyle now had Dolly's thin dress pushed up and was rubbing her wet crotch. Dolly reached down and held Lyle's growing erection with gasping eagerness. The smooth wetness of Dolly's pussy inflamed Lyle's passion. She responded by pushing her cunt into his hand and squirming in wild abandonment. 

Lyle stopped momentarily and unzipped the back of Dolly's dress and proceeded to strip it from her voluptuous body. Her tits, now free and naked, were as beautiful to him as they were the first time he saw them. Full and round, topped with pink nipple buds that were already stiff and hard to his touch, they were spectacular. He roughly squeezed and rolled them as Dolly cried out in growing ecstasy. Pinching her erect nipples until she moaned, "suck them, ohhh, please, suck them!." "OOOHHH!"

Lyle straightened up and removed his t-shirt so that his hairy chest could rub against Dolly's swelling tits. Her silver-dollar sized aureolas were puffing up from the delicious stimulation raising her nipples forward to his maddening ministrations. He would take the trembling buds in his mouth, tenderly administer a love bite, flick his tongue making them tingle and hungrily suck them into even greater hardness. Dolly could hardly stand the feelings of passion that coursed through her. She moaned and writhed beneath Lyle's kneading hands and suckling mouth.

Dolly had always had extremely sensitive tits. Lyle had reawakened the capacity for her to climax simply from tit stimulation. And she was building toward her first cum of this session at this very minute. Lyle continued his oral teasing and ran his fingers around her entire breast, savoring the heft and the curvature of Dolly's magnificent mammaries. It was as if every nerve ending in her tits was on fire. 

"OOHHHH!" OOHHHH!" "OOHHHH!" She sighed as she soared to a blinding cum. Lyle rubbed her satin covered cunt as she bucked in sexual release. She was soaked and ready for more.

He them stood up and removed his jeans and briefs. As Dolly lay in relaxed submission, he removed her soaked panties, held them to his nose and inhaled the musky aroma of a wanton woman in heat and tossed them to Rob. He, too, held them to his nose to savor the lusty smells of his wife's wet cunt. Then he sat back to enjoy the tableau developing in front of his very eyes.

As Lyle straddled Dolly's succulent mature body, she reached up and took hold of his massive erection. Slowly pulling and directing it to her waiting mouth, she wrapped her full lips around his shaft and began her sucking and rocking motion. Lyle moved back and forth slowly as Dolly proceeded to suck him off. Her tongue caressed the cockhead and lapped at the underside of his glans. Shivers of pleasure shot through Lyle as she expertly worked his cock into a state of steely hardness.

Moans and gasps of pleasure filled the room as Lyle climbed to a crescendo of release. His balls tightened and rose closer to his body as the eruption building in them readied to fire. Dolly's years of cock sucking experience when she was younger was paying off. Big time!

Lyle's cock gave a shudder, expanded even more inside Dolly's mouth and a load of fiery jizm shot down Dolly's wide open gullet. She worked to swallow the entire load, but some of the stored up cream seeped from her lips. She whisked the excess cum back into her mouth with her fingers so that she would enjoy the taste of her lover's sex juices. She was totally a reawakened sex slut to this young stud who had raped her back to sexual life six months ago.

Now she was a willing participant and her cuckolded husband a willing spectator at the continued debauchery that those events had started. She could not get enough sex. Lyle was the apex of her desire, but Rob got the everyday benefits of her awakening. Between the sex bouts with Lyle; he got to fuck Dolly the way he always wanted to.

Now he watched with growing interest as the action between the two unlikely lovers heated up to a fever pitch. Dolly and Lyle were sharing their combined sex essence by deep and probing french kisses, when Lyle began to slide his mouth down her soft yielding body. He kissed her neck, nibbled her ear lobes, tongued inside her ear driving her into shivering reaction. He kissed her shoulder, lavished her heaving tits and nipples. Tonguing her navel and sliding ever closer to her short haired bush.

Dolly was savoring his slow seduction and waited breathlessly for him to reach his overheated and soaking goal. Her beautiful flesh flower had become engorged with blood and was laying open inviting his sensuous mouth and tongue. Her clit had emerged from it's hood seclusion and she was trembling in glorious anticipation.

An "electric" shock shot through Dolly the instant that Lyle's tongue softly stroked her waiting clit. As his lips closed over it and he began to flick his tongue side to side on her clit, Dolly cried out, "OOHHHH! OOHHHHH! DON'T STOP!" She was arching her back and pushing her cunt up to meet his softly sucking mouth. He lapped his tongue around the musky cunt hole and inserted it as far as he could into her sopping cunt. He fucked her with his tongue for five minutes or more.

As he expertly slid two fingers, then three into her pounding seeping cunt, he began finger fucking her simultaneously with his mouth working her hardened clit. To enhance the sensations that Dolly was feeling, he slowly insinuated his pinkie into her tight ass hole. Dolly was in heaven! She gasped, moaned and urged him on to greater efforts.

He reached up and gently pulled her engorged labial lips apart to form a beautiful pink love funnel and lavished her labia with flat tongued torture. Dolly could stand no more. She shuddered and howled in an earth shaking orgasm! "OOOOOHHHH! OOOOOHHHH! OOOOOOWW!" Lyle kept his face buried in her cunt as she spasmed and shook. Holding her thighs to keep her from disengaging, he sucked and lapped until she went limp from nervous overload.

It was clearly time for a break! The naked lovers embraced and lay together recuperating and recharging for round two.

Dolly ran her hands over Lyle's bulk and caressed his 10 inch cock and quickly brought it to full hardness. Lyle had busied himself by fondling and rolling Dolly's double D cup tits. When they both felt that the pre-game festivities had run their course, they turned their attention to the reason they were together...FUCKING!

Dolly wrapped her arms around Lyle's bulky frame and pressed her open mouth to his. The dueling of their tongues melded with their slow fondling of each other's heated bodies. Lyle's hands caressed Dolly's back and waist. They cupped and rubbed her rounded ass and felt their way into her gluteal cleft. Dolly reciprocated by rubbing Lyle's somewhat hairy chest and playing with his nipples. She reached down and stroked his flattened abdomen and finally reached her goal of his steel hard erect cock.

Lyle shifted slightly and got his insinuating fingers on Dolly's weeping cunt. He sensuously slipped first one finger, then two, then three into her silky soft warmness. Dolly was moaning in growing ecstasy as Lyle played her body like a fine musical instrument. Still taking their time to raise their passion to a fiery level, they embraced, kissed, and felt each other's bodies in the heat of their lovemaking.

As he rolled Dolly onto her back, he lifted her knees and spread her legs to receive his steel hard truncheon. By now, it had reached it's full ten or eleven inch length and was throbbing in anticipation of the long awaited coupling. Dolly took a series of deep breaths and smiled up at her lover as she anxiously awaited the moment.

Lyle slowly lowered his bulk toward the trembling Dolly. He slid his purple plum shaped cockhead up and down her lubricated slit, causing Dolly to hiss in delight. She swooned in delight as it began it's beautiful stretching and widening of her plump pussy for his final plunge to the core of her womanhood. She had learned how absolutely thrilling it was for both Lyle and herself when he rent her cunt for the initial penetration. THERE IT WAS! The soft "pop" when he past the last little barrier to his possession of this gorgeous woman. He felt the ridge of his cockhead press deeper and deeper into the soft warm slickness of her cunt. She felt the slippery widening of her love tunnel as he progressed toward the bottom of her cunt.

Dolly remembered the first time Lyle had fucked her when she was sure that his massive member was going to tear right through the bottom of her pussy and kill her. No such tragedy happened however, as she stretched and lengthened to accommodate his 11 inch cock in all it's splendor. How she loved the feeling of being fucked to the absolute height of sensation. She could feel the big cockhead as it slowly slid it's way down the velvety smooth wetness that grasped him and welcomed him into her warm recesses. Lyle did not ignore her swelling breasts and erect nipples. He cupped and kneaded her tits and tweaked, pinched, pulled and sucked her nipples into astonishing length and hardness. 

Al last, He reached the end of his erotic journey. He had bottomed out. He still had at least three inches of cock to go. Dolly gasped and moaned, "OHHHHH, OOOHHH, OOOOHHH!" As she thrust her cunt up to meet his downward motion. She rubbed her stiff little clitty to rachet up the waves of pleasure she was feeling. Lyle pulled his pleasure prod slowly from her depths and restretched her cunthole opening for just a second before starting a series of short two or three inch penetrations. The feeling that they both enjoyed was like the first entry. Then...He slammed to the hilt. Dolly cried out!

"OOOOOWWW, OOOOOWWW!" Lyle did about four more of these series of short jabs followed by a rush to the bottom of Dolly's cunt. Now ALL of his mighty cock was sheathed in Dolly's writhing body. Once he was totally encunted, the lovers began a slow leisurely fuck. Lyle shifted his weight to allow for different angles to massage Dolly's inner walls. In and out, in and out, in and out in the age old rythym of love. Dolly moaned and Lyle softly grunted as they pushed their bodies together attempting to become one. Dolly simply loved Lyle's cock! She had NEVER experienced sex like this in her entire life.

The lovers slowly increased the tempo of their fucking until Lyle was driving his massive truncheon into Dolly's matching upward thrusts at a furious rate. In the dim light of the room, it looked to Rob the cuckolded husband like a red hot rod of steel covered with the combined fuck fluids being slammed into his writhing and keening wife. "OOOHHH YESSS! Ohh, Ohh, FUCK MEEE! OOWWW! OHHHH!" Dolly wailed.

Lyle felt his cock begin it's climb to familiar orgasmic heights. Dolly had succumbed to continual rapture as her cunt alternatively ballooned and contracted around Lyle's cock. It as if her cunt had a mind of it's own. It's walls and entrance ring grasped and held Lyle's spectacular fuck engine and tried to extract every nuance of pleasure.

She felt his cock swell and explode a torrent of hot jizm into her deepest recesses. The sudden increase in lubrication and his frenzied pumping drove her to the most incredible orgasm she had ever experienced. "OOOOWWW! OOOOOWWW! OOOOWWWW!" she screamed! Her legs, wrapped around his muscular body pulled him as tightly as she could as she drove to meet his swollen and turgid manhood!

"AAARHHGGG! AAARRRGH! Lyle groaned as he came like the stallion that he truly was! He felt his balls empty in great gouts of semen, firing off like a cannon into Dolly's spasming cunt. He felt the hot slippery lubrication set in as his cock plumbed the satiny depths of her cunt.

Dolly in the throes of her own blazing climax felt the hot jizm bathe her insides and then...something else. She felt a warm rush of sticky liquid squirt from somewhere around the entrance of her cunthole. The liquid coated the shaft of Lyle's massive member as he continued to plough his beautiful, swooning partner. Jeez! What a fuck!

The lovers began a slow decent from their orgasmic heights, moving slower against each other now, but maintaining the intimate contact that had brought them so much pleasure. Lyle had each of Dolly's gorgeous orbs in his hands and was squeezing and kneading them with great tenderness. "OOOOHHH! OOOOHHH! OOOOHHH!" Dolly moaned.

Looking into her eyes, Lyle locked his lips to hers and they began a wet tongue duel that had each sucking each others tongues in rhythm to their fucking. Rob watched in awe and fascination as his wife of 20 years gave herself completely to her giant of a lover. Rob, himself, was now sitting nude in his chair feverishly stroking his hardened 6 inch cock and getting harder by the second.

As Dolly and Lyle wound down, they slowly pulled apart with a wet ssploot! Lyle turned his body around so that his head was in Dolly's flowing crotch and his silver shining cock was over her face. Dolly raised her head so that her tongue could reach Lyle's glistening cockhead. As she slowly licked the oozing slit and drew his glans into her warm and welcoming mouth, Lyle fell to her still flowing cunthole and began to lick and lap the mixed fuck fluids that they had created. When he flicked her clit and latched his lips around her erect bud, Dolly erupted with yet another soaring climax. The internal spasms of her vaginal vault caused pulsing fluid flows to erupt from her cunt. Lyle smiled to himself as he greedily lapped the liquid silver from her heaving body.

Now the lovers had become completely spent. Lyle rolled onto his back and closed his eyes. Dolly still breathing heavily stared at the ceiling as if in a trance. Lyle wearily opened his eyes and saw Rob still sitting on his chair with his hard six-incher in his hand. "If you want a piece of her, ask her, I'll bet you can have sloppy seconds."

Not wanting to miss this opportunity, Rod hustled onto the bed next to his semi-conscious wife and nudged her into recognition of his presence. "How about it, honey? My turn?"

Dolly closed her eyes and just nodded in his general direction. Taking that as consent, Rob spread her legs, gazed at his swollen target and slowly lowered his cock into her overheated pussy. The hot wetness and the silky lubricity of her just fucked cunt sucked him in to the hilt. Dolly smiled up at her husband and began an exhausted rolling response to his cock. Rob fell to suck her red raised nipples and cup her fevered breasts. Dolly softly moaned as yet another of a long line of orgasmic tsunamis rose up inside her and carried her into unconsciousness.

At about midnight, Lyle awoke with a monstrous hard-on. Dolly was still wrapped in slumber, as was Rob. Dolly had spooned and curved into his body as they slept and he felt her heat in his cock. Lyle slowly insinuated his steely manhood between Dolly's legs and began a sensuous see-sawing of her plump cunt lips. He was oozing pre-cum to lubricate his passage and soon Dolly added her own lubricious fluids to add to the glorious sensations that they both were feeling.

As she became more and more aroused, Dolly's flesh flower began to open it's petal like lips to allow Lyle's truncheon to massage her clit and inner labial folds. Dolly in her rosy half slumber moved slowly against Lyle's hard cock. As her pussy glands added more and more lubrication, Lyle subtly changed his angle of attack and slid effortlessly into to her now heated love tunnel.

Dolly gasped as he plunged to the bottom of her being and restretched her customized cunt to again fulfill her most sexual dreams. She continued her movements as Lyle picked up the pace of his conquest. With his cock pressing and rubbing against the front wall of her vagina, her G-Spot was right in the line of fire. The sensations roared through her with every thrust of his mighty broad sword. "OOHH, OOHH, OOHH! she sighed as she soared to another of her monumental orgasms. Lyle was, by now means, ready to cum yet. Her velvety warm slickness and the grasping, clasping of her cunt walls on his prick was transporting him to wonderful levels of sensation.

He held on for as long as he could. When he could not hold back any longer, he felt his balls tighten and his cock swell. "AARRGH! AARRGH!" He erupted with a volcanic blast of boiling jizm into the depths of Dolly's hungry cunt.

Dolly felt the hot cum drench her insides and his gigantic cock swell as her cunt ballooned and spasmed in their simultaneous explosion of pleasure. "OOOHH! OOOHHH! OOOHHH!" she moaned and pushed hard against Lyles body and embedded cock. Neither one made any move to uncunt. They simply drifted off into satiated slumber, still coupled.

After a reinvigorating sleep the lovers awoke to a new day of exhausting and satisfying exploration and discovery. When Sunday night came and the time for parting had arrived, Dolly could hardly walk, her swollen bottom and aching tits belied her radiant smile. Rob had also been able to partake to his accustomed secondary role in Dolly's sexual romp. Lyle seem ed also satisfied and quite pleased with himself.

After the trio had said their goodbyes and Dolly and Rob were on their way home, Dolly remarked, "I have never experienced anything like that in my life and I don't know if I can ever do it again, but "whew," it was something else! It'll take two weeks to recover from this weekend." 

Rob smiled and thought to himself, "I hope this got that guy out of her system. But, then, you never know."



Dolly's Romance Continues



It had only been six days since Dolly Hamlin and Dr. Vince Ferugia had consummated their blossoming torrid relationship. To Dolly, the days had flown by in a rosy romantic haze that she had never experienced before. To Dr. Vince, the growing fullness in his balls and the soaring remembrance of his initial intimacies in experiencing the glorious body of his new paramour was a opening to a new world of sensual excitement.

The two were thrown together in the regular visits to the nursing home where Dolly worked as the Director of Nursing. It was all each could do to restrain themselves after they had become intimate. Sly glances and knowing smiles accompanied each occasion when either looked at the other. Even a casual observer could deduce that "something" was going on between these two very attractive people. 

It was standard procedure in the nursing home for the attending doctor and the head nurse to review the charts of the doctor's patients. When that occasion presented itself, at about 11 AM, Dolly and Dr. Vince were alone in the conference room doing that very thing. As he held the chair for Dolly to sit, Vince casually brushed her soft left breast. Dolly smiled up at him and gently pushed her full tit into him. Vince said, "Doll, I want you so bad I can taste you." 

"Me too, when can we get together again?" 

"How would you like to see 'Guys and Dolls'? It's playing over in Tulsa and we could make a weekend out of it, if you can get off work. We could get a nice room at the Crowne Plaza and just be decadent for a few days."

"Dolly beamed and replied, "Oh, Vince, I'd just love it...and you too!"

"I'll see if I can set it up for this weekend. OK with you?"

"Oh yes...I'm getting wet already."

A conspiratorial smile passed between them and they continued with the patient review. Still reveling in the first blush of a new relationship, the two novice lovers shot furtive glances at each other. Dolly's lush and still petite body with her luxuriant deep breasted bosom with it's round pink tipped 37 DD tits, curvy hips, flat tummy, platinum tresses, and chiseled exquisite Scandinavian features was aglow in Dr. Vince's presence. Vince, rugged, dark, muscular Mediterranean good looks were the perfect contrast and compliment to Dolly's fairness. 

As Dr. Vince got up to leave having finished his patient review, he winked at Dolly and whispered, "I'll pick you up at your house right after work on Friday."

Dolly flashed her brilliant smile and nodded.

The rest of the week flew by as the lovers met during the course of their respective duties, casting flirtatious glances and knowing looks whenever it was safe to do so.

At last, Friday was here! Dolly had packed for the romantic weekend the night before, so she rushed home to change into her traveling clothes. She cupped and lifted her swelling breasts as she closed her eyes and imagined her erotic weekend the Vince and she had planned. For her traveling trousseau, she chose a light blue peignoir for bedroom enticement, a filmy light blue see-through demi-bra and (as much as she didn't like them) thong set. She picked one her sleek basic black wrap around sheath dresses that showed "just enough" swelling decollete' for their night at the theater and some tasty casual outfits and her standard Lily of France lace bra and panty sets for their in the room and "walking around" activities.

She gave a little start as the horn sounded on her magic chariot with her handsome lover at the controls. Grabbing her weekender luggage and giving her bounteous bosom a reassuring heft, she ran to the door and into the arms of Dr. Vince just as he arrived to ring the door bell. She planted a quick kiss as a preview of what was to come and cooed, "Oh, Vince, I'm sooo excited! This has all been like a dream to me."

"Me too, Vince replied. Who would have thought such a thing could happen?"

The got into Vince's gleaming black Lexus and started out for Tulsa and their anticipated weekend of fun and intimacy.

The drive to Tulsa usually takes about two an a half hours from their Arkansas home. Today it seemed to "fly by". It seemed like every ten miles or so, Vince would reach over and massage one or the other of Dolly's gorgeous tits. Dolly responded by unzipping Vince's pants and liberating his rampant cock. Whereupon she worked it into steely hardness with a masterful hand-job followed by slumping down and engulfing it with her mouth so that his spurting cream would not soil their beautiful car. Vince sighed as he released his pearly, ropy load into Dolly's sucking oral cavity. Using her index finger, Dolly scooped the creamy excess into her mouth and throwing her head back noisily swallowed his copious emission. "Oh Vince, I love the taste of you!" Dolly murmured.

The beautiful reflexive Lexus drove itself as Vince cupped and gently massaged the soft warm flesh of Dolly's swelling left breast. He could feel her .45 caliber nipple harden to his caress and he reached into her open blouse and lightly pinched and flicked it with his fingertip. "If you don't stop that, I'm going to make you pull over and finish what you are starting." Dolly breathlessly said.

They had hardly traveled 50 miles or so and they had already sampled the exotic prospects of the weekend to come. Dolly took the opportunity to bring the conversation to sex, sex and more sex. "I love your cock, Vince, she observed. It's not only longer than I ever was used to but it's so much thicker." With that innocuous remark, Dolly deftly steered the conversation to the subject more on their two minds: sex!

Dolly shrugged and replied, "I'm all for that. The orgasms you give me are the best I've ever had. I'd never felt so absolutely transported. When we make love it's simply fantastic! It's like a whole body flight into ecstasy, I lose all control! I really love it! Love it! Love it!"

Vince smiled broadly and playfully tweaked Dolly's hardened left nipple. "Oooo, you rascal!", Dolly playfully exclaimed. "You really know how to fire up a girl..don't you?!" As she cupped, pinched and pulled her hardening pink nipples and lifted and jiggled her gorgeous globes for effect. Any passing trucker would have rolled his eighteen wheeler had he seen her. Vince glanced over at her and smiled broadly anticipating the passionate joust awaiting them in Tulsa.

For a while, they traveled in an erotic charged silence. As they neared Tulsa, Vince asked what they should do first? Dolly immediately suggested that they go to the Crowne Plaza and check in. She was in an agitated and excited state and said, " I can't wait any longer. I have to have your big cock inside me!" 

"And I can't wait to slip it into you and feel your satin wetness enveloping me! I wish we were there already."

"Oh, Vince...I'm so happy! I never thought I'd feel this way again." Dolly sighed.

Time seemed to compress as the lovers cruised to their destination, the Tulsa Crowne Plaza. Vince deftly navigated the downtown streets until, at last they arrived at their " Lover's Lair". Handing the keys to his Lexus to the parking valet, Vince ushered the radiant Dolly into the lobby of the opulent hotel. Registering as husband and wife, they were escorted to their pre-arranged "king suite".

Their large sumptuously appointed love nest was a two room luxuriously furnished locale for the erotic fuck fest that was to follow. The bedroom was dominated by a large white spread king-size bed with tasteful leather chairs spaced on each side. A parlor or sitting room adjoined the bedroom with a large over stuffed paisley cover sofa and two matching chairs. A large mahogany armoire dominated the space and a fully stocked mini-bar completed the scene.

After the bellman deposited their luggage and received his generous tip for Vince. The super-heated duo was, at long last, alone! Vince wasted no time to sweep Dolly into his strong arms, pressing her voluptuous body to his, kissed her passionately and full mouthed. Dolly responded by engaging in a rapturous tongue battle and hung on for "dear life." "Hhhhmmmmm!, she hummed!

Being so engaged, their hands roamed insistently over each other bodies. Dolly cupped and pulled at her lover's buttocks, while Vince did the same to her muscular globes. His hands reached for and massaged her luscious full breasts. All the while pressed to each other by pure animal magnetism.

As if on cue, they began to undress each other. 

Dolly undid the buttons on Vince's sunflower yellow Izod Golf Shirt and slid it over his head. At the same time, Vince had unbuttoned Dolly's sky blue sleeveless summer blouse and it now joined his shirt on the plush beige carpet.

His hands moved to her lush full satin and lace covered tits and began a slow kneading and cupping of their warm softness. Dolly gasped at the sensations emanating from his expert mammary manipulations. Her nipples were already hard and extended and were attempting to punch holes through her expensive Lily of France bra.

For her part, she ran her hands through the thick forest of black chest hair and playfully caught tufts of it between her fingers as she rummaged over his muscular body. Her lips locked on his nipples and her tongue flicked rapidly over her target. But, not for long, she reached up and reattached her sucking mouth to his and resumed the most passionate kiss that she had ever experienced. 

Adept fingers found the bra clasp on her smooth back and quickly unhooked all three hooks...down fell the confining garment. Dolly's wondrous breasts and their hardened puffy nipples were thrust into his ravenous mouth. Dolly pressed his head into her luscious swelling tit and nipple. Her head flew back...."ooohhhhh, oooooohhhh!!!"

Vince's suctioning mouth and flicking tongue and his kneading, rolling strong fingers were transporting his lovely Dolly to grander and grander heights of sensual passion. Her beautiful breasts responded by swelling under his ministrations and her nipples felt like growing bullets. "OOOHHH, MY GODDDD!!", Dolly gasped and pushed her tits harder into his face.

Running her hands over his muscular body, his sculptured pectorals, his well developed biceps; loving every second of her rediscovery of his body. Her right hand found his stiffening maleness. Wrapping her fist around it, she began stroking it in a loving manner. Ahhhh! Ahhhh! Vince breathed. He reached around and lifted his yellow golf shirt off his body. They were now both nude from the waist up and were rubbing their fabulous bodies all over each other.

All along, he was busy defrocking his lovely prize beauty. Dolly was releasing Vince's belt and pulling his traveling shorts off, with one hand caressing his hardened cock. While still massaging Dolly's succulent right tit, Vince ran his left had across the satin pantied crotch that held the secrets of this darling piece of womanly ass. Gliding his hand across the puffy cleaved mound, Vince felt the increasing dampness from Dolly's sexual secretions. The heady aroma of a hot, and getting hotter, woman filled the room. Vince hooked his thumbs into the elastic waistband of Dolly's elegant panties and crisply slid them over her curved hips.

Dolly, for her part, had enveloped his throbbing cock and was sensuously and slowly milking it into steely stiffness. Dolly grasped his Jockey shorts and quickly slipped them from his body. As they rolled around the cloud soft bed, they launched into the serious love making they had come here for. Now, they were both totally naked and ready for action! Pre-cum was oozing from his cock slit and pooling into a crystal drop of silver lubrication. Dolly dropped her head down and licked it off and proceeded to take his cock head into her hot mouth. 

As if moved by an unseen hand, both lovers reversed position and locked their fevered mouths on each other's pulsing private parts. Vince, for his part, was overwhelmed by the heady musky aroma of a gorgeous woman in heat! As he laved the flat of his tongue over her swollen and engorged labia, he used his stiffened tongue to occasionally rim and penetrate her steaming cunt. Vince loved the intoxicating earthy, redolent female taste of Dolly's lubricating sexual secretions. He saved special attention for her stiff aroused button of bliss her throbbing clitoris. Along the sides, flicking the bud, sucking and releasing, he worked his lady in a cloud of ecstasy

Dolly, herself an accomplished fellatrix having serviced numerous suitors in her exciting life, was fervently engaged in working Vince's prodigious love prod over with consummate skill. Her tongue circled his velvet skinned cock head, it tickled his piss slit and sucked any pre-cum that oozed out. Occasionally, she used the flat of her tongue to attempt to stimulate the underside area where Vince's cock head attached to his long and thick shaft. All, at the same time, pushing his cock as far down her open throat as she possibly could, she "face-fucked" her man with uncontrolled enthusiasm.

The lover's moans and exclamations of pleasure filled the room. Neither one wanted to carry the erotic titillation to climax. Vince was the first to break away. "Doll, please STOP! I can't take much more before I erupt all over the place!".

Smiling broadly and gasping, the two semi-satiated lovers came up for air. "Oh, God, you make me feel so very good!", Dolly exclaimed. 

"And, you, Doll, he replied, can suck a cock with the world's best. I won't even ask where you learned how to do that!". Dolly's eyes twinkled and she smiled a knowing leer.

As they rolled and wrestled, locked in erotic embrace, the time came for real fucking! Four hands smoothed, rubbed, kneaded, squeezed; fingers pinched, pulled, dipped, fondled, caressed the two gorgeous bodies and all their erogenous zones and openings. Breasts, buttocks, biceps and bellies all vied for attention...and all got it...and more! 

"Ohhh, Honey, Pleeeze. Pleeese Fuck Me! Now! Now!" Dolly breathlessly cried. OOOOHHHH! Goddd!

Vince rolled quickly on top of the writhing woman and spread her gorgeous legs to the farthest degree that he could. He gazed down at the open lovely woman beneath him and marveled at the stunning beauty of what his eyes beheld. Dolly's engorged labial lips were glistening with her sensuous secretions giving a deep pink aura to the throbbing flesh flower that cried out for his penetrating baton.

He deftly slid his ready cock up and down her satiny smooth cunt slot, coating himself with her juices, mixing with his pre-cum, and making the inevitable entry into her heaving body that much more exhilarating. Finally, unable to resist any longer, he slowly pressed downward and inward with as little pressure on Dolly's snug cunt hole as he could. He, and she, could feel and delight in the lingering expanding and stretching of her hymeneal ring. POP!! Dolly's head flew back, she gasped, "OOOOHHHH! GODDD!. Vince smiled to himself as he felt his cock slid past her tight ring. At last, his enormous swollen cockhead burst past the trivial restriction and he was on his way to the complete possession of his wonderful, gorgeous lover. Jeessuus! She was GOOD!! 

Dolly thrust her pelvis up to complete Vince's penetration of her cunt. Her legs shot out to their widest extreme and up into the air. She was struggling to get as much of Vince's awesome cock into her as she could. Vince felt the slick silkiness of his cock's slide to the warm, wet, clenching depths of Dolly's being. He loved to tease her by just moving a few inches inside her to coat his cock with her lubricating juices, pull back...just to her "ring"... and then slip back in ...adding another inch or so...over and over again until he was fully seated and lubed up in her glorious vagina. Dolly's head rolled from side to side with the pure ecstasy of the sensations she was feeling arising from her cunt and tits! Her tits, by the way, had not been ignored by her masculine lover. His broad hands had squeezed and kneaded her engorged mammaries, tweaked and roughly pulled and pinched her half-inch long nipples, all the while he was plowing his rock hard cock into her steaming cunt!

By now, the unrelenting power of Vince's battering ram had reached the limits of Dolly's vaginal vault. She cold feel the unrelenting force of his cock at the furthest confines of her cunt...but she wanted MORE! She pushed her now sopping pussy up to drive the remaining two inches of Vince's cock into her belly! Simultaneously, Vince pushed just a little bit harder and the two inches vanished. The area previously occupied by her removed cervix yielded and stretched, just enough to admit the last two glorious inches of Vince's cock. The two were now locked in a eternal lover's embrace!

Dolly had orgasmed at least twice during the wonderful seduction. She moaned in a state of semi-captivation, trying to drink in all the hypnotic sensations coursing through her body and mind!

"Wait". Dolly exclaimed! With Vince's cock firmly encunted to the hilt, she wanted to revel on the total fullness of his cock in her cunt! "Don't move yet", she whispered. "I want to feel you buried inside me!" With that, she began to use her cunt muscles to perform "kegels" to milk Vince's cock. Not to be out done, Vince used his groin muscles to make his cock jump and throb inside her clasping cunt! 

"AAAHHHH, AAHHH, AAAAHHH!!" Vince groaned.

"Now, Honey! Fuck me now! Fuck my eyes out! Fuck ME!! Dolly sighed.

Vince gave his cock a special final push to drive it in to the hilt. She raised her legs, pointed her toes to the ceiling to allow his cock the maximum depth. Vince moved his arms behind her knees to help her elevate her ass for him. Dolly's cunt was now customized for his cock and no others...EVER!! He slowly withdrew his magnificent destroyer until his swollen cockhead was just at the constricting hymeneal ring of Dolly's cunt. Then he pulled back just an infinitesimal amount to begin the stretching that felt so terrific to Dolly and then pushed in about an inch or so. He did this about eight or nine times and then slammed to the bottom of her love channel!

Dolly gasped, "OOOHHHH! OOOHHH!, OOOHHH!!!!"

He drew out again...just to her tight little ring...stretch, push, stretch, push, stretch, push, stretch, push, stretch, push, stretch...Dolly was also involuntarily lifting her pelvis up to try and impale herself on his taunting and teasing cock! Gasping, moaning, mewing, she was being transported to nirvana by her skillful and resourceful lover.

"Yess! Yess! Yess!" Over and over again, she urged her lover on! 

Now...fewer short stretches and pushes...more and more plunges to her core!!!

Vince, being a doctor and having had a robust and sophisticated sex life with his late wife, was well educated in various sexual techniques; including tantric sex. The method he was using to consign Dolly to sexual bliss was known as "The Nines." 

By just insinuating his cockhead with short teasing strokes right at her hymeneal ring, the muscle ring at the very opening of Dolly's cunt and then plunging to the bottom of her over-heated, clasping, silky, stretching vaginal vault.

Dolly slammed her cunt into Vince's powering thrust, rocking her hips with every thrust to amplify the contact and pulling on her clit, crying out, "Harder, harder Honey!! Deeper, deeper, fuck mee! Ohh, Honey fuck me hard, really HARD!!! Yess!, Yesss!, Yess!! Oh! God it feels so GOOOOD! Yess! Yess! Yess! As his cock frictionized and buffeted her G-Spot and lifted her orgasmic plateau to soaring heights.

Vince, looking down at his cock hammering into her swollen weeping cunt, loved the quavering flesh on the inside of her thighs, loved the circles and figure-eights traced in the air by her erect nipples and her rolling and jiggling tits, loved her facial expression with her eyes heavy lidded and her tongue rolled up on her upper lip. All along breathing, gasping and exhorting him to take her to ecstasy. God! This was a REAL woman!! He felt like he could fuck her forever!




Dolly's Romance Continues



The room was filled with the sounds of gasps, exhortations, wet slapping of copulating organs and the heady aroma of rampant lovemaking.

Vince cried out, " Honey, honey I can't hold it much longer...I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum!" 

Dolly half moaned, half cried, "I'm cumming too! Slam it it into me, MAKE ME CUM TOO! Oh, Oh, Oh, Yess! Yesss! I'm cumming too...RIGHT NOW!!!" She felt successive waves of nerve racking excruciating pleasure course through her shuddering body. From her cunt to her breasts to her brain and back again...over and over again!

She felt his cock swell, Her tits were about to burst, Her cunt was alive, hot semen flooded her pulsating vagina. "Oh God," she thought, sex was NEVER like this!"

The dam had burst and their ecstasy was ebbing. Vince kept up a very leisurely thrusting in Dolly's now overflowing cunt. As he relaxed and allowed a greater amount of his body to rest on Dolly's soft sweating frame, she experienced another long forgotten thrill. She had always loved the feeling of a heavy man's weight pressing down on her body during sex. Perhaps it was the total surrender to the man's domination or just the effect of being under the complete control of another...she loved the sensation.

Another five or ten minutes of luxurious after glow and Vince's turgid member began to deflate...in spite of the continuing stimulation of Dolly's clasping cunt. As he withdrew a generous amount of pearly semen/juices clung to his cock. As Dolly lay there, exhausted, a growing outpouring of "turtle butter" began to leak from her cunt. A more beautiful "cream pie" could not be imagined. Vince took his fingers and scooped up the dollop and massaged it into her still swollen tits.

"Not that you need this,... but there is an 'old wives tale' that this makes your breasts bigger." Dolly giggled and pulled up a nipple and gave it a quick lick and a suck.

Dolly, still in a fog of lust and love, dove at Vince's withering, but still slightly tumescent cock and took it in her hot mouth to suck and lick the love liquors from it. She reveled in the salty sweetish taste of the two of them."UUMMMMMMM!!! UUUUMMMMM! UUUUMMMM!!!". she unintentionally was giving her man "a hummer!"

Vince threw his head back and just enjoyed the ride! Oh, this woman was a real keeper!

Lying there in the rosy coital afterglow, Dolly and Vince continued to fondle and arouse each other by heavy kissing, oral and tactile play. Tongues working every crevice and hollow on two beautiful bodies, fingers sliding, dipping, caressing every erogenous zone and millimeter of skin, sweaty and sticky bodies themselves sliding against each other, a more erotic scene could not be imagined.

In this environment, Dolly grasped Vince's hardening cock and extracting some more succulent juices from her sodden cunt began to give him the handjob from heaven. Vince closed his eyes and took great gulps of air and relishing the wonderful sensations that Dolly's fingers could bestow on his magnificent cock.

Vince, wanting to prolong the exquisite effects of Dolly's ministrations, and in trying to take his mind off the prospect of coming too soon, reached over and slipped the first three fingers of his right hand over Dolly's still swollen clit. With his index finger and his ring finger on either side of Dolly's clit, he rested his middle finger on the magic spud! Dolly's breathing became more ragged as she approached the orgasmic plateau. Vince took his left hand and inserted his thumb into her throbbing vaginal opening and his ring finger into her anus. Jiggling and stretching the tissue around the clit he imparted the electric jolts the drove Doll into a stellar explosion. 

When he felt Dolly cumming, Vince felt his own impending climax. His cock felt like it was doubling in size, particularly his cock head savoring the friction from Dolly's vaginal rugae, the corrugated lining of a woman's love tunnel. With the tension reaching stratospheric heights, he let it go...!! Contraction after glorious contraction spewed large amounts of semen into Dolly's hungry cunt. The hot effluent drove Dolly's higher into sexual heaven! She reacted by pounding her cunt furiously into Vince's cock!!! 

"OOOOOHHHHH!! OOOOOOOHHHH! OOOOOOHHHHH!!!! She moaned in complete ecstasy!!! Vince accompanied he vocal expression with a series of grunts and groans as he came with terrific force!

The two had accomplished something so rare and unusual, it had to be an omen from above, A SIMULTANEOUS handjob orgasm!

Again, laying there on their sumptuous king size bed, thoroughly satiated and exhausted, holding and fondling each other they felt the warm afterglow of extraordinary romantic sex. 

"Doll, you are simply fantastic." Vince sighed. "I could make love to you for days on end." he said.

"Ohhh! You are a wonderful lover." Dolly replied and closed her eyes in sweet remembrance.

As the sun cascaded through the chiffon curtained windows and bathed the lovers in a golden sheen, Vince said, " Doll, I think perhaps we should start to get ready for our big night on the town...don't you?"

Dolly raised up on one elbow and responded, "Yes...I do. Come with me." 

Taking his hand, she led him to their sumptuous gold and cream elegant bathroom. There, she turned on the shower and stepped in, bringing him along. With the warm water streaming over their bodies, each soaped and bathed the other never missing a crevice, hollow, curve or a single millimeter of the other's body. The exquisite feelings they both were having started to reignite the simmering passion that they had just experienced. 

Vince had to say, " Doll, we have to save this for after the show. It'll be better if we let it build up a little...I'm fairly drained right now."

Dolly smiled and pumped his soaped-up cock one more time and replied. " I guess so, but I just can't get enough of you and this magnificent monster."

They finally exited the shower, squeaky clean and smelling like perfumed soap. They slowly and sensuously dried each other's body...taking extra time in the really moist parts.

Then dressing in elegant style, they prepared to make it a real "night-on-the-town." Vince donned his Paul Frederick light blue shirt and his dark blue Armani pants. Adding another Paul Frederick's touch... he swiftly and deftly knotted his silver blue tie before slipping into the matching suit coat to complete his smashing outfit.

Meanwhile, Dolly was dressing in her white A.B. Lambdin shirred, calf length, deep V-necked silk theater gown. The dress accented her beauty perfectly. Her short cut platinum tresses, her bountiful swelling bosom; held in pace with a built-in shelf bra; and her exquisitely sculpted face made her the radiate enchantress that she was. Her white patent Victoria's Secret pumps and her metallic silver purse completed her ensemble.

No two people could possibly looked so perfect together!

"Doll, you look smashing! You are simply beautiful." Vince said to his paramour.

"Darling, you look like a movie star." she replied. "Let's go show this town what two stars can do!" With that, the couple made their way to the hotel's new Daily Grill for a light repast before embarking for the theater. Dolly was impressed with the new Southwestern decor and loved the food. Vince was just impressed with Dolly!

Finishing their sumptuous meal, the radiant couple called for their Lexus to transport them to the Performing Arts Center. Upon arriving and turning the car over to the valet parking attendant and alighting from the car, every head in the area was turned at the spectacular entrance they made. People were heard to exclaim that they must be show-biz types...they were so attractive and matched.

Vince's dark swarthy handsomeness contrasted with Dolly's beauty and shimmering perfectly filled-out white outfit was simply a "show stopper!" Her tits jutted out and and her regal bearing drew admiring looks from everyone who saw her.

After being ushered to their seats, they expectantly waited for the famous show to start. The two lovers engaged in intimate whispered small talk while others around them pondered just who the two could possibly be. At last, the house lights dimmed and the famous Frank Loesser music swelled and the show began. The road company put on a wonderful rendition of the classic Broadway musical play. It was thrilling and exciting to both Vince and Dolly. It certainly helped her excitement when Vince slid his hand over in the darkness and slid up her nylon sheathed leg and rubbed her puffy pussy through her silken panties.

Dolly reciprocated by reaching over and surreptitiously squeezing Vince's semi-somnolent penis. He slowly sucked in a full lung full of air and whispered, "Wait 'til I get you back ing the room, you vixen!" Dolly smiled and replied, "You'll get yours, fella! See what I've got planned for you!!" She smiled and leaned into him as she felt his bicep push into her over flowing demi-bra into her puffed up breast.

The play went on!!! And, while it had nothing to do with the production on stage...Vince felt a thrum in his groin! He couldn't wait to get his cock into this lovely woman beside him!

At last, the wonderful production was over. The couple called for their Lexus and made quickly for their suite at the Crowne Plaza and their next rendevous in "fuck heaven." Having turned their luxurious chariot over to the valet parking attendant, the couple hastened to the elevator to take them to their room. Once inside the enclosed space, Vince swept Dolly into his arms and the two engaged in an open mouth, tongue dueling passionate kiss. "Uummmmm! Uummmmm! His hands pulled her firm round ass to his raging crotch!

Dolly felt her soft yielding tits press against his muscular chest. Felt her fleshy mound being ground into his demanding penile "package". SHE WANTED FUCKED! AND BADLY!! She was already wet and they hadn't even reached their room yet! For his roaring hard-on, satisfaction was the sole goal...and QUICKLY!

The elevator opened and Vince swept Dolly up in his arms and carried her to the door of their suite. With Dolly embracing with all her might, Vince fumbled for the door locking card. Finding it, he opened the door and swiftly deposited the gorgeous woman on the luxuriant bed. They both went into a frenzy of removing the dress clothes that they had so carefully attired themselves with only hours ago. Vince slipped his hands under the lacy demi-bra that supported and sculpted Dolly's gorgeous, pink tipped tits, and hefted and lightly compressed each in turn. Dolly squealed with delight! 

"OOOHHH! You rascal!" she exclaimed. 

He eased his hands to cup and massage her satin covered semi-furry mound and press his finger along her seeping pussy slit. The effect was instantly electric! Dolly shivered with overpowering delight.

"OOOOHH! OOOOOH! OOOOOH! You are soooo baaddd! Ummmmm! Ummmm!!"

Naked at last! They both paused and gazed at each other in their state of passionate arousal and flew together in a rapturous embrace. Vince's hands found Dolly's heaving breasts and squeezed and kneaded them. Dolly loved having her breasts handled in just this semi-rough fashion and moaned through her kiss. "Ummmm!! Ummmm! Hmmmm!!"

Dolly found and caressed his tumescent cock. As aroused as they both were, Vince AND Dolly were believers in extended foreplay to amplify their ultimate sexual sensations. Sooo, Dolly slid fingers along his shaft and ringed and titillated his velvet helmeted cockhead. She played with his piss hole and pulled and fondled the tight area right below the glans. Vince reveled in her efforts for the pleasure she was giving him.

He, on his behalf, was concentrating on bringing Dolly's bountiful breasts to their maximum feeling and fullness. He softly and lightly drew his fingers across the swelling underside of her tits, drifted over the swelling firmness, and settled on her, by now, stiffened bullet-like nipples. He teased his index finger slowly around the pink pebbled aureola of her nipple and flicked it a few times, rolled it between his thumb and forefinger, tugged it to twice it's size and popped it into his steaming mouth. And then he did the same to her other tit and nipple! 

Dolly gasped and rolled her tits into his hands! "Ohhhh! Ohhhh! Ohhhh!" Over and over again. And like a roaring locomotive or a growing earthquake; Dolly felt the building of sexual tension growing in her cunt, her ass and her throbbing tits! "OOOH! OOOH! UMMPH! OOOOO!" ZAPP! She came with a rush! "MY TITTIES! OHHHH! MY TITTIES!!! Ohhh! Ohhh! YESSS! YESS! YESS! YESS!

Vince smiled to himself with the marvelous effect he was able to elicit from this beautiful and responsive woman. He knew he was an accomplished lover...but he loved to prove it to himself every time. GOD! He just might mold Dolly to his demanding sexual specifications. She seemed the perfect voluptuous model for his sexual "practice!" 

When Dolly's breathing slowly returned to normal after her "tit come", she immediately turned her expert attentions to Vince's tumescent tower. Flipping into the classic "69" position, she drew his cock to ruby lips and kissed and licked the head of his steely monster cock. She worked her tongue around and slightly into his piss slit and tickled his frenulum ( the sensitive area just below the slit where his circumcision had ended). The resulting sensations drove Vince wild! 

"God! Doll you are fantastic!, Ohhhh! That's sooo good!, Don't stop now!" he implored.

Dolly had no intention on stopping. She wanted to extract the same intensity of coming from her lover than he had done for her! She would not be satisfied until she had gulped down gobs and gobs of his pearly essence.

She now enveloped his entire erection in one swooping deep throating deed. Sucking, as best she could with Vince's whole cock stuffing her mouth and throat, she hummed and moaned around his cock! Moving her head up and down on his cock she maneuvered to bring her man to climax so she could enjoy her reward! 

Vince did not lay still and quiet during this masterful "head job" he was getting. He moved his hips up and down to facilitate the friction on his cockhead and held Dolly's head firmly in his two hands and helped force it up and down, too! 

"OH!, OH!, OH!, OH!, OH! he sighed! So Damn GOOD! So Good!

Dolly felt his cockhead begin to swell in her mouth and withdrew just a bit to allow her to swallow his on coming load of semen. Vince gasped and came with a rush! Spurt after spurt blasted into Dolly's oral cavity. She was almost overwhelmed with the amount and force of his ejaculation. 

"UUUMMM! UMMMM! Dolly murmured as she scooped up any of Vince's wonder fluid that had escaped her overflowing mouth as he had cum!

Having been temporarily satiated. Vince took directly to lapping Dolly's soaked pussy with the flat of his large tongue! Dolly shivered with delight as she felt the electric nerve firings surge through her body. Vince was a skilled lover who understood how to bring a woman to twitching anticipation for the exquisite fucking that would follow. He used this mastery to bring Dolly to a state of sexual passion that she had never experienced in her storied past. 

As he zeroed in on her engorged and weeping pussy, he teased her senses by tonguing the erogenous area where her gorgeous thighs and her muscular legs joined. He tantalized her by kissing and licking this extremely sensitive area and making her squirm and hump in trying to get his insinuating tongue closer to her open and secreting pussy. But, he was in no mood to hurry the final event. He took his time, just flicking his tongue down along her larger labial lips and occasionally dipping along her inner most sensitive labial lips. Dolly was writhing and twisting in growing ecstasy!

"Yesss!, Yessss!, Yess!, OH God!, SOOO GOOD! SO GOOOOOODDD! DON'T STOP! DON'T STOP! YESSS!, AHHHHH! Ahhhh!"

Vince smiled to himself. He loved to be able to inflame a woman into raving sexual heat as he was now practicing on Dolly. He reveled in the aroma, taste and sights of a cunt in full flower, as Dolly's now most certainly was.

"Ahhh! Huumm! Ahhh! As he redoubled his efforts.

He kissed and licked the larger labial lips! Dolly moaned and humped wildly! She alternately clamped his head between her sleek thighs or flung her legs up and out to afford Vince the greatest possible entree to her voracious cunt.

"Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!, she mewed. "Ahhh! Ahhh! Don't Stop! Don't Ever Stop! More! More! More! She howled!

And more and deeper and harder...he gave her! He licked, sucked and laved her inner labia, he flicked her clitoral hood as he passed from one side of her glorious pulsing cunt opening. By now, her fully erect clitoris was out of it's hiding hood and receiving as many nerve shattering stimulations as was humanly possible.

It was time for the "piece de resistence"! Bring her OVER the edge! Vince latched on to her swollen clit with his voracious mouth! Flicking! Sucking! Humming! Working her little stub to the maximum, he felt her stiffen, shudder and tremble in her monumental orgasm! 

"Oh God!, Oh God! Oh God!, Do Me! Do Me! ....I'm gonna come! Oh God!...Cumming! Cumming! Oh God! Oh God! ...Ohhh! Ohhh! Ohhh!"

Dolly came with a body wracking shudder! It felt as if all her nerves had fired at once! Vince smiled as he continued to assuage her quivering labia. She was like an blank palette for his expert carnal talents.

Vince loved it when he was able to draw his lovers into multiple orgasms. He now worked Dolly in to multiple dizzying sustained thundering climaxes! Dolly lay back exhausted and gasping as her breath came in deep as she slow began to recede from her soaring heights. 

Vince kept up a slow stroking, fondling and caressing her heated sweating body to help maintain her at a high sensory plateau for the nest phase of this elegant seduction. As Dolly lay there breathing deeply now with the most satisfied look on her beautiful face, Vince again began to kiss and suck her heaving breasts. The raging heat inside Dolly began to burn again.

It was time to fuck this beauty! And fuck her he would! And NOW!

She involuntarily opened her legs as he rolled to mount her. His cock was enormous, so full of blood it strained it's containment. He couldn't wait to impale his exquisite prey and give her the ride of her life. 

Dolly's cunt was in a constant flood stage of fuck juices and Vince's cock was seeping pre-cum like crazy! This was going to be an easy, slick slide to paradise. His cock just touched the outer labia of Dolly and she detonated with her first cum of this extraordinary fuck!

"Ohhh! Ohhh! OOOO! YESS! YESS! YESS! Ohhh VINCE! Ohhh VINCE!"

Dolly's head flew back and she gasped as his thick flared cockhead separated the engorged large labial lips and pressed by her tight muscle ring guarding the pink portal to her slick velvet corrugated passage to her overheated fiery core. Oh Gawd!! It felt sooo GOOD!

His bursting rod bored inward; then back; then in, deeper this time, to coat itself with the streaming lubrication flowing from Dolly's cunt. Like a piston custom made for the slick channel it was now ploughing, Vince's cock renewed it's now familiar path to the bottom of Dolly's vaginal chute. 

Dolly felt her innards distend and expand to embrace Vince's turgid invader. She couldn't remember when she felt so full of a man. Her earlier encounters with gigantic cocks had faded from her recollection. Vince felt so good, so very, very good, she hoped he would want her for the long haul despite their age differences.

Now he was fully encunted inside Dolly's exquisite body! The wet, slippery wetness enveloped his cock with it's luxurious clasping embrace. How any woman could feel this good astounded him. He began the slow plunging rhythmic driving that spurred Dolly to greater orgasmic heights.




Dolly's Romance Continues



She loved the sensation of her vaginal opening being pushed inward and her clit being pulled toward the wonderful pleasure producer, Vince's steely hard cock. Her breath came in staccato pants.

"Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Ohh! Ohh! Ugh! With each pressing thrust of his muscular torso, Dolly soared higher and higher into sexual heaven. Sensing her approaching climax, Vince shifted his focus. Grasping her hips, He rolled over placing Dolly on top. Now, she was in total control! She determined how deep, how fast, what angle to afford her clit the most response, all of it! She LOVED it!

Vince reached up and grabbed both of her delectable, bouncing tits! Pulling her down to he, he latched his ravenous lips on the nearest (right) swollen nipple and began to suck and tongue tease! Flicking the other nipple with the fingers of his free hand, he propelled Dolly into unheard-of bliss.

"OOOO! UGH! UNH! UNH! OOOO! OOOO! OH GOD! OH GOD! SO GOOD! SO GOOD!!!!!" Dolly moaned!

He now pinched and pulled her nipples out and Dolly responded with even greater vocalization! Oh God, what a fuck she was receiving!

She hammered his turgid tormentor as if to devour it completely! To the hilt and beyond, if she could. She wanted ALL he had and more! As she rode his pleasure prod with wild abandon, she rocked her pelvis back and forth to increase the friction and surging sensations from her super sensitive clit.

"Ohhh, God! Ohhhh GOD! OHHHH! YES! YES! MORE! MORE! OHHHHHH!!!!! Dolly groaned!

Vince, for his part, pounded his pelvis and cock up, and up and up! Packing his manhood into Dolly's welcoming cunt as hard as he could! He wanted this to go on forever! What a fuck! What a fuck!

Her sumptuous tits rocked and shook with the rhythmic pile driving she was providing to her super lubricated and oozing cunt! Dolly was feeling sensations throughout her body that she had never felt before in her whole life. It was as if every nerve ending was sizzling!

Suddenly, she threw her head back and cried out. " I'm Cumming, I'M CUMMING!!!" and slammed her cunt down on Vince's powering cock at the precise moment that he felt his balls lift and his cock head swell and blast a monumental load of jizm into Dolly's steaming core! Dolly's cunt spasmed, grasping and ballooning around Vince's cock actually sucking the semen out of his balls.

As the lovers slowly spooled down from their sexual summit, they kissed long and passionately. The opalescent love butter generated by their frenzied fucking began to seep from the junction of cock and cunt. What began as a trickle soon became a pearly river of ambrosia that flowed over his balls and onto the luxurious bed clothes making a large wet spot that symbolized their love.

Exhausted and drained, the lovers clung to each other, breathing deeply. Vince thoughtfully raised himself from the soft enfolding warmth of Dolly's body and went into the bathroom to bring her a toasty washcloth to clean her still seeping pussy and to clean up his own now wilting cock.

Vince spooned his body around Dolly's soft warmth, placed his right hand on her still swollen tit with her nipple between his fingers, pushed his cock between her ass cheeks and dozed off into a rapturous sleep. Dolly too, sexually spent (for the time being) likewise slipped into a recuperative slumber, dreaming of the next chapter in this fantastic weekend.

Sometime during the night Vince awoke with a raging hard-on nestled between the slumbering Dolly's warm ass cheeks. He began, almost imperceptibly moving his cock back and forth closer and closer to the still puffed up vulvar lips of her cunt. Even in her sleep, Dolly's fleshy labial flower began to swell, open and lubricate, adding to the pre-cum coming out of Vince's ever hardening cock. Dolly began a soft humming, almost a purring, as Vince slightly changed the angle that his cock was sliding up and down Dolly's moistening cleft. As his cock slid up her labia, it brushed and teased her clitoral hood. As the sensation mounted, "The Little Man in the Canoe" that was her clitoris itself emerged from her protective hood and hardened.

Dolly now was in that rosy half-sleep and was breathing raggedly as her slow motion seduction continued. Vince had placed his right hand over her right breast and was cupping and kneading it...along with twisting and pulling on her stiffened pillar of nipple. Dolly was wallowing in the torrent of sexual sensations coursing through her body when she felt a subtle change in the angle of Vince's cock. Instead of sliding along her slit...he now aimed his triumphant cock upward and into her weeping and waiting cunt.

She felt his cock press by her now somewhat slackened and stretched hymeneal ring and deeper into her belly. Vince savored the leisurely conquest of his lady, carrying her off to undreamed of sensual heights. He drove his truncheon to the warm depths of her cunt and allowed it to rest there marinating and reveling in the hot, wet, clasping and milking of her vagina. Dolly loved the fullness feeling in her belly and the pressure he brought to bear in her vagina. She felt completely filled with his wonderful cock! She particularly loved it when his cock would involuntarily twitch and stimulate her love tunnel.

Dolly murmured, " Ohh! Honey! FUCK MEEE!! GIVE IT TO MEE! FUCK MY PUSSY! GIVE IT TO MEEE! NOW! HARDER! FASTER! HARDER!!!!" Vince's now rampaging cock picked up speed and power as he ploughed into her steaming innards! Dolly, for her part, pushed her curvaceous buttocks rhythmically to meet his forceful thrusting. 

"Ohhh!, Ohhh!, Ohhh! Ohhh! Ohhhh! Ohh Gawd! Ohh Gawd!! Fuck Mee! Fuck Mee! Deeper!, Deeper! Deeper! Ohh! Gawd, I LOVE YOUR COCK!! Give It To MEEE! GIVE IT TO MEE! "

Vince sensing, through his cock and Dolly's frantic humping, felt her impending climax, redoubled his pounding of her cunt. He exhorted her by whispering in her ear, "Come baby! Come for me!, Take it, Baby...TAKE IT."

Dolly erupted! She quivered, shook, quivered, quaked as she climaxed! Over and over again! She came with a volcanic shock!! "Oh, Oh Vince! You make me feel SO GOOD! I love loving you!" As the lovers "cooled down" from their olympian crescendo, they hugged and caressed each other sharing their body heat and reveling in their cocoon of happiness.

As he felt his shrinking cock marinating in their combined love juices still enveloped in Dolly's warm silkiness, he became overwhelmed with his wondrous good fortune. Finding a gorgeous, stacked and sensuous woman to share his raging sexual energy was a divine stroke of luck.

Dolly, for her part, veritably hummed as she again drifted off to slumber with her lover's cock still soaking in her cunt. Her cunt, still occasionally giving a little contraction spasm, as if to indicate an unconscious wish to continue being fucked. As that rosy half-sleep overtook her she had recurring visions of what glorious fucking lay ahead for this fantastic weekend. She had always loved being fucked "doggy style" and looked forward to riding Vince's towering monster cock in uncounted positions. This weekend was going to be absolutely delicious!



Dolly's Vacation



It had been an eventful and wild year for the Hamlins. First there was Dolly's prolonged rape that had awakened long suppressed sexual feelings and then the wild and uninhibited voluntary reunion with her rapist. Dolly and her husband, Rob, had returned to their Missouri home and had settled down to a much more satisfying and sexual existence than they had ever known. But the winter had become dull and dreary to the point that it began to make the couple depressed. Dolly suggested that they take a vacation to help get through the doldrums of the grey winter.

After much discussion, they decided that a trip to New Orleans would be just the ticket to revive their lagging spirits. After a little research on the web, they decided that Mardi Gras would be perfect for a well deserved vacation. The decision being made, they began planning for their trip in earnest.

The Hamlins were a couple, both in their second marriage. They made a handsome pair. Rob Hamlin was a trim, but somewhat short Air Force veteran, standing about 5 feet 7 inches tall and weighing about 165 pounds. His wife Dolly however was a show stopping beauty with short platinum blonde hair, standing about 5 feet 2 inches and weighing about 125 pounds. Aside from her gorgeous good looks, Dolly sported a spectacular rack of 37 DD tits. The Hamlin's were both of mature years in age, somewhere "north " of 50, but not much.

Rob and Dolly's lives had undergone a monumental change in the past year. First. Their home had been invaded by a large escaped convicted sex offender who preceded to rape Dolly multiple times with the unlikely and amazing outcome of awakening a raging sex desire in his victim. Dolly had come alive under her attacker's pummeling oversized cock and had craved satisfaction ever since. The couple had traveled deep into Arkansas on one occasion to have a sex filled reunion with the man who set the long repressed sex juices flowing again in Dolly's fantastic body and mind. Now, they were embarked on a journey to work on fanning their own desires in a glamourous setting : New Orleans.

As the couple drove south through Arkansas, they passed through Mena, where the assignation with Lyle Buhr, Dolly's horse-cock stud had recently took her again and again to sexual paradise, Rob reached over and playfully squeezed Dolly's left breast. Dolly was dressed in a rather tight fitting sleeveless blouse and shorts that hugged her womanly hips and showed her exhibited most of her muscular legs. It was all Rob could do from slipping his hand in the open neckline and fondling Dolly's lace bra covered love mounds. Her tits were just plain gorgeous! His wife responded with a cupping of his cock and balls.

"God... that was a fantastic weekend we had with Lyle, wasn't it?" Dolly exclaimed. "I don't think I ever came as often or as hard as I did on our wild weekend!" She seemed to lock into a faraway gaze remembering the wonders of that weekend not that far removed from this day.

Rob, too remembering his chance to enjoy sloppy seconds, said "Ahh, me too... you were great, sweetheart!", and cupped his wife's crotch.

A the sun began to fade, Dolly said, " I think we better stop and get some food and gas up soon... maybe find a place to spend the night. What do you think, Rob?"

Rob though that it was a good idea and planned a stop at the next possible opportunity. They were now into Louisiana and the next town was a place named Hosston. The early evening lights of the town were showing in the distance as they got closer to town. As they approached, they saw roadside signs advertising food, gas and lodging. Dolly said, " Probably as good as any place, we'll stop here."

They soon saw an intriguing establishment advertising food, fuel and lodging, named "Traveler's Lodge." While it did not look like the Holiday Inn, it did look reasonably clean and respectable for the hinterlands of Louisiana. Rob therefore pulled in and filled up with gas and told Dolly that he'd check out the restaurant/bar when he paid for the fuel. Returning to the car, he reported that it looked relatively empty and that he had registered a room for the night.

After parking and washing up a bit, the two made their way to the restaurant/bar for something to eat before retiring for the night. The found an empty table and began to study the menu. Shortly, a black girl approached and asked if they were ready to order. It was only then that both Rob and Dolly noted that they were the only white persons in the place. Furthermore, they realized that there was a pool room of sorts attached to the bar and it was populated with a number of what appeared to be working class black men.

Looking about the room, Rob noted that there was a brightly lighted juke box and a small 12X12 dance floor in one corner. Standing at the juke box was a tall, muscular, rather well dressed black man popping quarters in the machine. Soon the room was filled with the bedroom saxophone jazz music. The music was undoubtedly sensuous and suggestive in it's rhythm and tone. Dolly remarked that it seemed somewhat out of place in a restaurant. Rob agreed but mentioned that the place also housed a bar and it wasn't out of place in a bar.

A petite black waitress approached and inquired if they were ready to order. Rob ordered a gin and tonic along with the evenings rib special. Dolly decided on a glass of Chablis and a grilled chicken salad. Having ordered, they were engaged in light conversation when the well dressed large black man approached their table. "Would you care to dance, fine lady?" he politely inquired of Dolly.

"No thank you, Dolly replied, I'm just waiting for dinner to be served."

"If I know anything about this place and its' kitchen, it'll be a while in coming. Surely, you can honor me with a dance and think about how the boy's in back will take it if you refuse me?" His smile radiated confidence and a quiet arrogance as he spoke.

Dolly glanced hesitantly at Rob who shrugged and slightly nodded. "Well alright" Dolly sighed and rose to be led to the micro dance floor by her towering black escort. Once there, the man introduced himself as "Dax" and Dolly responded telling him her name. With that, he swept here into his arms and pressed her body to his and began a slow fully clothed fucking of his prey right there on the dance floor.

As Dax held Dolly's voluptuous body tight against his he felt her soft DD cup tits flatten out against his muscular lower chest. Little by little he began to take small, almost insignificant, liberties with his fleeting touches and feels along Dolly's bodacious backside. Dolly's whispered protests obviously are falling upon deaf ears as Dax's attentions become more audacious. Being almost a full foot taller than Dolly, he knew that she could feel his growing erection pressing insistently up against the gentle curve of her belly. He dropped his left hand down her back and pulled her even closer to his growing manhood. As the strong sexual feelings began to build up in her body, Dolly leaned into her black escort and relaxed and went with the flow. The music, the movement, the large hard cock felt sooo sensuous.

As they swayed to the sensuous rhythm, Dax released Dolly's left hand and placed it on his broad shoulder, With his now free right hand he slid it between their bodies and began a light but insistent massage of Dolly's luscious left breast. Then her silky melon shaped right breast was treated to his ministrations. He softly whispered, "I really would like to fuck you... you are a gorgeous woman and I doubt that your husband can satisfy like I could."

Dolly felt the warm familiar wetness begin to well up in her dampening crotch. She felt flushed and warm all over, but she replied, "Please stop... I'm an old married woman." 

Dax persisted, "My God, can't you feel my heat through my cock? I'm about to burst. I have to have you and I will!"

Dolly thrust her aching body tighter into his throbbing maleness and resignedly said, "Maybe... we'll see."

As Rob started to get up to retrieve his dreamy semi-hypnotized wife, the music ended. As Dax and Dolly returned to their table, Dolly looked up at her dance partner with wide eyed wonder and appreciation. Dax released her hand and thanked her for the dance and remarked, "I hope to see you again... very soon." He had acted every bit the gentleman. As he walked away with a bit of a swagger, Dolly whispered to Rob, "Honey, he just about fucked me right there on the dance floor. And, I wouldn't have stopped him if he had. I could feel his gigantic cock through his pants every time he ground into me."

"Do you think he's bigger than Lyle, Honey?" Rob asked.

"I wouldn't be a bit surprised. Sure felt good, though."

Their little racy repartee was interrupted by the waitress bringing them their food. As she placed the plates in front of them, she turned to Dolly and said, "Dax is a helluva smooth dancin' man, ain't he honey?" She smiled a knowing smile and moved away.

The couple ate their food in relative silence and it being as the hour was getting late, prepared to leave and return to their room for the night. As they paid the bill for the meal and drinks, Rob began to feel dizzy and light-headed. Dolly was experiencing difficulty in getting him out of his chair and on his feet when her dance partner, Dax appearing on the scene.

"It looks like your man is having a problem. May I offer to help you get him to your room?" he asked Dolly.

"Oh, I hope he'll be alright." Dolly responded. "I really would appreciate you help, if you don't mind."

Dax smoothly lifted Rob to his feet and placing his arm around the sagging man, slowly walked him out the door of the restaurant and to the motel portion of the "Travelers Inn."

Their room was a comfortable and clean standard motel room. It had a queen sized bed a small desk and chair and a single more formal sitting chair. All in all, quite adequate for the Hamlins' needs for the night. Dax helped Rob into the overstuffed chair that was in the room. Rob slumped and his head fell forward onto his chest.

The beautiful black man turned to Dolly and said, "I had Sari, the waitress, put a little something in your husband's drink. He won't hurt by it... but he will be out for about 6 hours. That will give us enough time to explore the wonders of the "black experience."

Dolly stood in wide-eyed disbelief. Dax had been deadly serious in his desire to fuck her when he had propositioned her on the dance floor. Now, it was going to happen. She could fight and scream but that would likely bring more problems for Rob and herself. Or... she could accede to the black man's carnal suggestions.

Given those options... to deny the likely pleasure that could be in store, it would be a no-brainer to refuse his offer of black paradise. With that, Dolly sighed again and melted into the arms of her soon-to-be lover.

Dax flicked the room light quickly on and off. Almost instantly, three other black men entered the room. Dax addressed the largest and blackest of the men. "Jess, you help me getting this gorgeous creature ready for the fuckin' of her life... will you?"

"I can't wait... I think she's the best looking honkey I ever seen!" the man replied. Dax held Dolly close to help reassure her that no real bodily harm would befall her and began a slow undressing of his intended lover. With Dolly's arms around his neck, he undid each button on her sleeveless blouse until it hung open revealing her lace bra encased glorious, heavenly tits. He slowly slid the blouse off her arms and tossed it on a nearby chair. Next he undid the belt and fly buttons of her shorts and dropped them to the floor. Dolly quickly stepped out of them and they joined her blouse on the chair.

Dolly stood hanging on to Dax's rugged body revealed in her full rounded sheer lacy bra and sleek nylon spandex panties. Dax pulled her closer and tilted her head and kissed her deeply while reaching around her back and unhooked her bra. As it fell open, freed from their underwired prison, her tits burst from their prison and dropped into his waiting hands. Her tits while large and heavy did not exhibit much of a gravity induced sag. Her nipples were erect, pink and nestled in a silver dollar sized aureola. The men watching this display gasped at the sheer loveliness of the platinum tressed woman before them.

Next, Dax maneuvered his thumbs under the waistband of Dolly's panties and began to ease them off her full rounded hips. Her belly was showing a slight bulge on her otherwise amazingly buff and athletic figure. Her pussy was covered with a trimmed light brown bush that allowed her plump cushiony outlines to be in full view. Dolly was now, completely naked and on display and she couldn't have cared less. She was ablaze with expectation of the fiery sexual passion that was ready to consume her.

Dax slowly disengaged from Dolly's embrace and began to disrobe himself. Nodding to the others, they moved in and layed her on the bed... Quickly, two of the large men held Dolly's arms up over her head which caused her swelling pink tipped tits to raise to their maximum loveliness. The third man held her relaxed legs and Dax felt her moistening cunt slit. Realizing that Dolly had put up no resistance, the men holding her arms released one hand each and began kneading and squeezing her mammoth mammaries. Dolly moaned as the sex juices began to flow. "OOOOHHH, OOOHHH, OOOOHHHHH!"

She heard Dax tell the men, "Suck those titties, suck 'em 'til they burst!!" The two completely released her hands and arms and set about worrying Doll's swelling pink nipples with their mouth and tongues. Dolly's nipples had always been super sensitive and under the twin assault they popped up like little three quarter inch sentinels and her aureolas puffed up to raise her titty treats to the hungry mouths that were driving her to the edge of her first of many orgasms.

As she became aware of Dax's fingers pumping and finger fucking her cunt into a soon to be welcoming love tunnel. The tit stimulation and his cunt fingering threw her into a shuddering climax! "OOOO!, OOOO!, OOOH!, AAAAAHHHH!" Dolly mewed and catapulted herself into her rippling whole body climax.

Parting her legs, Dax dove his face into her weeping cunt. Her labial lips had swollen and flared open to provide a satiny pink flesh flower topped with a hardening stub of her clit. He locked his lips on the rising bud and rapidly flicked his tongue while sucking it to greater length and sensitivity. Adding to he growing thrill, he inserted three fingers into her now soaking pussy and massaged her G-Spot while his pinkie wiggled inside her ass hole. Dolly responded by moving her pelvis in rapid coital thrusts to meet his maddening tongue and mouth. All the while keening in a high voice, "OOOO, OOOO, OOOO, OOOO!" Dax felt Dolly's vaginal vault balloon and contract against his fingers in spasmodic waves. Her asshole relaxed and as her body stiffened and fell in orgasmic convulsion. Her cunt spasmed and she came with a moan and high pitched grunt and a pelvic slam into Dax's face.

Meanwhile, on the bed the man who had held her legs open for Dax to eat out the lovely woman had released her and gone around to the head of the bed and was holding the biggest, blackest cock Dolly had ever seen over her face and slapping it against her gasping mouth. Getting the message, Dolly opened wide and tried to take the monster cock into her warm welcoming mouth. Try as she might, she could only get the purple black head of his cock in her mouth. She knew what drove men crazy so she moved her tongue up and down the giant cock's piss slit and around his frenum. It seemed only minutes that she felt the head begin to swell and then erupt with a torrent of semen that blasted down her throat with such force that she didn't have time to try to swallow it all. The owner of the cock pulled it from her mouth and about two tablespoons of cum leaked out behind it.

All through the growing spectacle, a woozy Rob watched with jaw-dropping awe. His cock had grown to its' maximum 6 inch size and was as hard as steel as he watched his wife being worked over by four of the blackest and biggest men he could remember. His own cock glistened with pre-cum oozing from its' tip and his breath came in staccato bursts. He knew if these men did not kill them, he would reap the side-effects and benefits of this rape just like he did with Lyle Buhr's rape of his beautiful sensual wife.

The moving tableau contrasting four black men and his gleaming white, platinum haired, Scandinavian wife in such intimate activities proved to be too erotic for Rob. His cock exploded in a blast of cum that shot a spurting flood into his shorts. And, Dolly had not even been fucked yet. That, however, was about to change.

By now, Dax and the other men had all removed their clothes And stood before Dolly brandishing the quartet of the largest, thickest cocks that she had ever seen. There was no doubt that she was going to be fucked to distraction tonight, so she prepared to enjoy what was sure to follow.

While the two who had been working her tits kept up their maddening tongue lashings, sucking, squeezing, kneading and rolling her delicious globes, Dax prepared to impale Dolly on his monstrous 11 inch ebony shaft. He erection was steely hard and oozing slippery pre-cum as he positioned himself for the slide to paradise. He rubbed and slid his bulbous cockhead up and down Dolly's lubricated honeyed labia and began to wedge it into her heaving body. Millimeter by millimeter, Daxs' jumbo plum shaped cockhead spread Dolly's small cunthole wider and wider to permit passage of his opening salvo. As his cock passed the cunt muscles guarding her velvet tunnel, Dolly felt the bat like cudgel begin its' slow luxurious exquisite slide to the bottom of her cunt into fuck heaven. She felt the cunt wall stretch and lengthen and embrace her invader. She curled her tongue and rolled her head in ecstasy.

"OOO!, OOO!, OOOH! OOOHH!" she moaned!

Dax lifted her legs and held them high in the air with his arms behind her raised knees. In this position, he could force the maximum length of his coal-black cock into the blonde goddess underneath him. Dolly was transported by his lovemaking, his style, his wonderful cock and the way he was using it in her, all combined to give rapturous pleasure! She was in almost continuous orgasm now! One orgasm right after another, shudders of pleasure rolled like waves through her curvaceous body.

Her cunt walls alternatively grasped and released his pleasuring girth with each thrust to the bottom of her vault. "Deeper!, Deeper!, Oh God!, Harder!, OHH!, OOOOH!," Dolly moaned as she orgasmed once more under this masterful fucking that she was receiving. "OOOO, OOOO, OOOO, OOOO!" Pushing her cunt to meet his powerful impaling lunges, she trembled and shuddered with each piston-like silky stroke.

Dax had shown remarkable stamina and staying power. He had fucked his platinum haired beauty for 30 or 40 minutes and still had not cum. But, now his time was fast approaching. He felt his balls tighten up and rise closer to his plunging prick. He felt his cock begin it's final swelling. "AARRGHH!, AARRGHH! AARRGHH!" He growled and blasted a monumental load of jizm into the depths of Dolly's seething cunt!

Dolly, too felt the swelling of his cockhead and then the steaming heat fill her inner most recesses! The increased lubrication and heat from blast of semen simply added to the streaming sensations that coursed through her body. "Oh God!, Oh God!, OOOO! OOOO! OOOO!" she screamed.

Dax had collapsed in exhaustion and lay with his full weight on top of Dolly's still heaving body. Breathing heavily, he rolled off her prone frame with a loud wet plop. His withering cock was still a prodigious weapon to Rod's gaze. He was continually amazed at the capacity of his wife to accommodate such large cocks. First, Lyle and now this horse-hung black man.




Dolly's Vacation



Dolly, for her part, lay there on the bed with her cunt yawning open, not having returned to anything like it's normal size. Gobs of pearly cum dribbled out and ran down her ass and puddled on the bed as she awaited for the other men in the room to have their way with her.

Dax looked at the man who had been sucked off by Dolly and said, "Jess, it's your turn... I might have got her stretched out a bit but I'll bet you can still get her attention with that rod of yours."

Needing no more direction, the big black giant, named Jesse, approached the sprawled woman on the bed and commanded her to turn over. Dolly instantly obeyed and flipped to lay on her belly. Jesse reach and grabbed her hips and raised them and dragged her to the edge of the bed with her toes hanging over the edge. Dolly was now positioned with her ass in the air and her face and tits on the bed. He nudged her knees apart so that her dripping pussy was right at cock height and begging to be filled with his prodigious pillar.

Dolly braced herself for the onslaught of Jesse's massive cock. His erection was even bigger and thicker than was that of Dax. Jesse reached under Dolly's sopping cunt and ran his bratwurst-like finger through her slit. He rubbed and flicked her extended clit as she moaned. Up inside her cunt his one finger slid, followed by a second. Dolly's cunt muscles involuntarily grasped the intruding digits to the utter delight of their owner.

"Oh, Dax, this one is so hot! You really got her really ready! She's leaking all over my hand!"

"OOOOHHH!, OOOOOHHH!, OOOOHHH!", Dolly mewed. "OH GOD!! FUUCCKK MEE! FUCCKK MEE! FUCCKK MEE!!"

Jesse worked the beauty's cunt until he coaxed a screaming cum from her cock tortured throat. When he felt she was good and ready, he leaned forward and nestled his tennis ball cockhead against her slimy slit. Slowly working her labia majora wider and wider, he began a slow inward pressure to penetrate her gorgeous cunthole. 

Dolly felt her cunt lips begin their inexorable stretch to accommodate the her black lover's magic monster cock. She felt the internal pop when the bulbous cockhead penetrated the cunt opening's muscle ring. Then began the slow distention and lengthening travel of his shaft to the bottom of her being.

When he had bottomed out to the place where her cervix used to lie, he slid back out right until the cockhead was restretching to exit and "WHAM!" slammed into her to the hilt. Again! Again! Again! He was pumping his rampaging rod deeper and deeper each time! Dolly made "Uummph!, Uummph!, Uummph!" sounds with each stroke of his awesome cock. Dolly's cunt was in continuous spasm as she orgasmed over and over and over again! "OOOHH!, OOOHH!, OOOHH!, OOOHH!

Jesse grabbed the silver tress of Dolly's and pulled her head back as his balls surged and blasted a tide of cum into her deepest secret recesses. Sensations roared inside her, rocketing through muscle, blood and nerves until she was quivering and cumming in a howling rush. "OOOHHH!, OOOHHH!, OOOHHH! OOOHHH!" Dolly collapsed onto the now soaked bed with an exhausted sigh. Jesse's monster cock pulled out of her battered cunt with a wet "ploosh" and flopped dripping between his muscular legs.

Rob's cock exploded in his hand for the second time! He could hardly believe his eyes as his gorgeous wife was being gangbanged by the biggest cocks he had ever seen and she was enjoying every minute of it! He gazed as thick, pearly cum dribbled from Dolly's stretched out snd gaping cunthole and puddled on the bed sheet. He knew, as did Dolly, now trying to get her "second wind", that there was more to come before this night was over.

As she lay on the bed breathing hard and fingering her slippery cunthole and clitty, Momo the third Nubian stud took his place on the bed beside her. His cock stood proud and huge as he waved it in the air. It seemed to look like a ebony rocket to Dolly. It was at least ten inches long and as thick as a man's wrist.

Momo grunted, "Okay, babe mount that black spear and make yo'self at home!" Dolly gasped and rolled her left leg over his muscular body and took his turgid instrument in her tiny hand and placed it into her dripping slit. Momo's dark derrick was blessed with a large mushroom shaped cockhead and as she slowly sank her body onto it, she felt a delicious stretching of her pleasure portal to conform to his cock. She rolled her eyes and pushed her tongue up onto her upper lip as she felt her silky ridged love channel make the internal adjustment to this latest delectable intrusion into her voluptuous body. Herdazzling tits quaked and swayed as she bottomed out on Momo's cock.

Momo reached up with his catcher's mitt sized hands and roughly latched on the pink tipped orbs hovering over his head. Digging his fat fingers into the soft yielding tit flesh, Dolly moaned with unbridled sexual release as she tried to absorb all the wonderful feelings that washed over her. She was bouncing furiously on Momo's prick and the rate of her fucking and the depth of the penetration of the now shiny, steely hard ebony erection drove Rob to unbelieving distraction. Who in this world would have EVER believe that his sedate, mature wife of 20 years could fuck with such reckless abandon. Rob felt his bursting mini-cock blew another load as he watched spellbound at his wife Dolly was getting her eyeballs fucked out.

Rob had cum at least three times already this night and his balls had been drained dry. But still he could not contain his vicarious excitement in being a voluntary observer to his wife's ongoing hedonism.

Sweating profusely, Dolly's head rolled loosely on her shoulders, her eyes shut, and breathing hard and mewing with every downward rush, she was delirious in her sexual heat! Tits bobbing, her cunt continuously oozing cum from her two previous fuckings, she leaned forward to maximize the feel of the monstrous cock plumbing her depths as it slid along her back cuntwall in it's journey to the end of her warm, wet cavern. Momo pinched her three quarter inch nipples and pulled her tits in circles, then he fastened his thick lips over her right nipple and sucked mightily until Dolly shrieked, "OOOHHH! OOOHHH! OHH GOD! OOHHGOD!!, MY TITTIES, OOHHGODDD!"

By now, Dolly's body was racked with orgasmic shudders as her cunt pulled, clung to and distended around Momo's rampaging cock! She repeatedly pounded down to force the deepest penetration of Momo's obsidian shaft into her weeping cunt. She screamed, "OOOHHH!, OOOHHH!, OOOO!, FUCK MEEE!, FUCK ME 'TIL I DON'T KNOW MY NAME!, FUCK MEEEEE!"

Momo's stamina had finally given out. His balls tightened and rose. The large mushroom head swelled inside Dolly. With a shudder and a loud grunt, his cock erupted with a tremendous torrent of scalding semen bathing the entire heated interior of Dolly's cunt! "OOOHHH! OOOOOHHHH! OOOOHHH! OOOOOOOWW! OOOWW!" Dolly screamed with her rocketing release.

Akim, the fourth man, was violently stroking his monster 11 inch cock awaiting his turn on the blond beauty when he involuntarily shot his enormous load of jizm. Watching the fuck fest had simply proven too much for him. Despite the titanic torrent of semen released from his swelling balls... his monumental 11 inch erection did not show any signs of weakening. In fact, the steel hard uncircumsized fuck pole showed a slight trembling of it's own in it's zeal to bury itself into Dolly's sopping cunt. The glistening cockhead pushed free of it's restraining foreskin dripped pre-cum on the bed as he slid in behind Dolly to complete his conquest of the white blonde before him.

Dolly was covered in sweat and was near exhaustion from the marathon fucking that she had endured. Her platinum locks were plastered to her head with sweat and she was breathing in hard deep respirations. She was lying on her side on the bed while her cunt drooled a mixture of her fuck juices and semen down her leg and on to the bed clothes.

Akim began a slow tactile exploration of Dolly's hot and sweat covered body. Hiscoal black hands made a stark contrast with Dolly's gleaming wet white skin. He rubbed and caressed her full rounded tits and tweaked her hard erect nipples. He ran his hand down her rounded semi-plump belly and to her short pussy hair. He explored her raised mound of venus and her swollen pussy sides. He rubbed and flicked her swollen clit. When he reached her flared labial lips, Dolly moaned in sensory delight. His fingers, three of them, found her cunt hole to be ready and open. He dipped them into the flowing juices from the three previous couplings and raised them to his nostrils and inhaled the scent of sex emanating from this gorgeous woman. He felt her shoulders, her back and her round muscular buttocks. He inserted his index finger into her anus and THAT brought a gasp of delight to Dolly's lips.

Akim slid his right arm under her head and cradled it in his muscular biceps. With his right hand, he cupped her right breast and pulled at it's stiffened nipple. With his left hand he raised her left leg, exposing her gaping cunthole. He then took his ebony penis pipe and rubbed it in the slippery lubricating juices coating Dolly's flaring labial flesh flower. Sliding his rocket shaped pulsing cockhead at the entrance to her steaming womanhood and without any preamble... slammed the entire 12 inches to the bottom of her being!

Dolly's eyes popped open, she let out a half-scream; half-welcoming gasp as she felt her vaginal walls stretch to quickly accommodate this latest carnal visitor to her inner depths. "OOOO! OOOOW! OOOWWW! OOOO! OOHHHH! OOOHHH!" She wailed!

Akim was squeezing her tit in rhythm to his cunt pumping. In this position, his cockhead pressed and rubbed against Dolly's G-Spot with every stroke. Dolly felt like she had to void her bladder but the sensation of his cock in her cunt was beautiful to her. The violence of his thrusts indicated that he had some unresolved racial issues that he was using Dolly to remedy. With every stroke Dolly felt like she could feel his cock in her throat. Twelve inches of hard cock is a lot to accommodate with any pussy, even one that has been prepared as had Dolly's.

Because his balls had been emptied just before he entered her cunt, Akim could fuck for as long as he wanted to. And he wanted to fuck this beautiful white honkey's eyes out!! Whoomph! Whoomph! Whoomph! Whoomph! He slammed his gleaming black poker into his prey!

"OOOOWW!! OOOWWW! OOOWWW!" Dolly cried out.

Akim's compatriots sat sprawled on the floor offering ribald commentary to the scene before their eyes! "Fuck her, Brother! Fuck her!" they urged him on and on! "Give her the rod, Bro! Make her feel it all!" they cheered!

The last comment was unnecessary. Dolly was feeling it ALL! With every thrust she thought her cunt would burst. She prayed that he would soon blast his second cumming into her so she would have some relief from the battering her cunt was taking.

Whoomph! Whoomph! Whoomph! Whoomph! He hammered into her.

Then suddenly, without warning, he pulled his machine out of her cunt and laden with fuck juices slid it back an inch and shoved it up her asshole! Dolly screamed as her semi-virgin puckered anus was violated. She had been ass fucked when she was kidnaped by a biker gang some years ago but that was the one and only time she'd been fucked in this manner.

Akim yelled, "God, this bitch has a tight asshole!" As he pulled his joint out to re-lube it for further fucking. Having reloaded, he slid it back into her now slack anus! At least, Dolly thought, my ass has no bottom he can tear out.

With a new hole to fuck, Akim redoubled his efforts to fuck Dolly to oblivion. Every thrust was to the hilt and more! After what to Dolly like an eternity, she felt him stiffen and growl as he unloaded his still prodigious burden into her dark rectal cavern.

After he had unburdened himself he remained ensheathed in her ass until his cock began to shrink. Pllooph! Out it came and with it a flood of brown tinted cum. Akim wiped his cock off on the bedclothes and joined his buddies.

Dax ordered them to get dressed that the fun was over for the evening. As they all dressed, Dolly lay in a semi-conscious stupor on the sex soaked bed. Still drenched in sweat and with cunt and ass leaking, her tits reddened and her nipples bruised and sore, she looked a mess. Still a beautiful mess, but a mess nevertheless.

Dax bent down and talked softly to her. "Thank you for a great fuck, Dolly. You were everything I'd hoped for, the brothers and I won't soon forget you."

With that, the four black "brothers" left the room to Dolly and Rob.

Rob had partially recovered from the "Mickey Finn" that had put him out of the action. He went to his stupefied wife and helped to her feet. Dolly could hardly walk, her bottom had been so fucked and belabored in the six hours or so that the encounter had taken. Rob usher Dolly to the bathroom and turned on the shower to very warm. He undressed and helped his groggy wife into the shower with him. Dolly had always been extremely fastidious about her personal cleanliness and now Rob was going to help her back to her accustomed state.

He worked up a frothy lather with the washcloth and began cleaning the evidence of the evening from his wife's voluptuous body. Dolly just stood still while he massaged the soapy washcloth over her face, her chest, her tits and stomach. He washed her shoulders, her back and her buttocks. He knew that her ass and cunt were still full of fuck fluids and he was carefull not to introduce the stinging soapy washcloth into her gaping orifices.

Dolly moaned softly as Rob washed the sweat and cum out of her silken silver hair. She gasped and moaned louder when he tenderly washed her pussy and asshole. Her labia were flaming red and raw from the friction they had absorbed. He tried the introduce enough clean water into her gaping cunt hole to help wash out the immense amounts of semen that had been blasted into her vaginal vault.

When he had done all he could, he helped her out of the shower, dried her off and led her to the sex-stained bed. Stripping the soiled bedclothes, he softly laid his exhausted beautiful wife on the bed. She was asleep before he could cover her with the unsoiled spread.

The next day they took a late check-out and resumed their journey to New Orleans.  

The End