Copyright © 2001, Wicked Workshop. ALL Rights Reserved This story may not be reproduced in any form for profit or on another website without the written permission of the author. The author may be contacted by writing mrdouble@mrdouble.com, mrdouble@mindspring.com, or mrdouble@ix.netcom.com. Original posting date: Sunday PM, May 27, 2001 A wildPage story from MrDouble's archive, Filename: accident.txt http://www.mrdouble.com Accidental Blowjob by: Wicked Workshop ***************** "Oh yeah baby get ready cause here it comes!" Martha pulled her head back, drawing the thick veiny shaft from her throat with a gurgling slurp. "Oh No You Don't Bitch! Where the fuck do you think you're going? Your not done till you swallow!" the man growled and grabbed the back of her head. "I don't swallo.. ummphhh," was all she could get out before she was pulled back onto the shiny black shaft. Her eye's bulged as the full length of the cock was forced down her throat and her lips smashed into the tangled web of pubic hair at the base. "What's wrong slut? You think you're to good to swallow? Shit, I bet you sucked down more cum in a day than most whores do in a week." Martha's eyes began to water as the man began to pump faster and faster into her face. Her mind reeled as she tried to figure out how she got in this position in the first place. She was a decent woman, a god-fearing woman, a lady, a mother and a respected member of the community. So why was she now kneeling on the sticky, trash-strewn floor of a local porno shop sucking the dick of a black man who five minutes earlier she had never met before in her life? That's a good question, and one that Martha herself didn't even know. "Ugh! Fuck yeah! Yeah YEAH!" The thrusts became unsteady jerks that stabbed at the back of her throat till finally the man pulled her into his crotch and just held her there. "He's going to cum," Martha's mind screamed out at her. "Oh God No! Don't let him cum in my mouth!" Trying desperately to pull herself off the meaty pole only made him hold her tighter. She could do nothing but kneel there, one of her massive tits hanging out of her blouse, panties around her ankles and a strangers dick down her throat as the first thick spurt of cum pulsed down his shaft and slid into her belly. Tears began to roll down her cheek. "Ooh that was good," the stranger said as he buckled up his pants. "You're kind of old, and a bit overweight, but you sure do suck a mean dick bitch." Martha just slumped against the corner of the booth with a small trail of cum dribbling down her chin and cried. "Here you go," he said handing her the small handful of tokens he had left. "I got to go." With that he turned and left. Slowly Martha pulled herself up off the floor and stood. She began to pull her panties back up but stopped when the cold wet crotch brushed against her inner thigh. She was disgusted to discover that she had actually gotten wet at some point at the thought of sucking that man. It seemed impossible to her. She didn't even know how she got were she was. In her whole forty-two years she had never taken a man in her mouth. Not even her dear departed husband had enjoyed that pleasure. Tossing the panties aside she pulled her blouse up to allow her fleshy tit to slide back inside and was shocked to find that she wasn't wearing a bra. "What's happening to me," she thought as she stumbled out of the booth. Dropping the tokens a thought crossed her mind that made her sick. He'd given her the tokens for the video booth because he was leaving, but in a way it was also like a form of payment for the blowjob. She looked down and tears began to well up again. On the floor were 5 tokens. She had blown a complete stranger and been paid $1.25 for the disgusting deed. Walking out of the store and into the parking lot Martha kept replay the last few minutes over and over again in her mind. "I must be going crazy! Why am I doing these things? How did I even get here? The last thing I can remember was being home, and then... then, I was here." ****** Two months later Martha still felt shame over her experience and vowed never to let another soul know about her bizarre blowjob humiliation. She had settled back into her daily routine and had almost convinced herself it was all just some nightmare. "John, I thought I told you you're no suppose to use this computer." She said to her son as she walked into the small den. "Oh err, yeah. Umm-sorry mom. I was just..Umm.. doing some home work." He said nervously and quickly turned the screen off. "What's wrong with your computer?" she asked as she watched him quickly gather up a small pile of disks off the desk. "Aw mom that thing is an antique. It's slower than hell." "Watch your language young man." She admonished. "Besides you know I use this computer to organize the church charity events and I don't want anything to happen to the files I have on it. "Ok mom, I'm sorry. Won't happen again." John quickly went to his room and breathed a sigh of relief. She had almost caught him this time. It had been at least two months since he had tried to run the program he'd found on the Internet. His computer didn't have the speed to run it so he tried using his mother's system again. It was suppose to be some kind of adult game but he couldn't seem to get it to run. Shrugging his shoulders he tossed the disks into the trash. "Oh well, no harm done anyway." Downstairs Martha sat at her computer and typed in the schedule for the next PTA get together. In the corner of the screen a small green icon blinked on and off indicating that a program was running in the background. Martha sat at her computer not know that she was being bombarded by subliminal messages as a result of her son's attempt to play what he thought was a game. An hour passed before she noticed something was wrong. "That's strange," she thought as she stopped typing and looked down at her blouse. "I have a bra on." Standing up the middle-aged mother began to remove her blouse so she could free her tits from their uncomfortable confinement. "There that's much better," she said letting her bra fall to the floor. A smile crossed her face as she shook her shoulders, causing her white melons to jiggles and bounce lewdly. She looked back at the computer screen and frowned. "I'll finish typing this later, she thought as she slipped her blouse back on and grabbed her car keys. "Right now I'm hungry." Getting into her car she drove off not really knowing where she was headed. An hour later Martha seemed to awake from what she thought was a dream, only to find herself sitting in the corner of a familiar looking porno booth. "Thanks granny," a young man was saying as he pulled up his zipper and then walked away. The taste of cum was fresh in her mouth. "Oh God it happened again!" Martha realized in horror. As the young man left she noticed two more men standing just outside the booth with their dicks out. "I'm next," a greasy little man said as he stepped forward and shoved his cock in her face before she could say anything. *---(:> Double for Nothing!! Tricks for Free!!! <:)---* www.mrdouble.com Love Her Madly..... *---(:> Mr Double <:)---* This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.