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For Paula Birmingham Wednesday had been another grueling day in front of a class of employees explaining the Revised Corporate Benefits Package. With the merger with another smaller energy company; the new larger corporation had seen this as a chance to scale back the level of benefits that each employee received while touting it publically as an enhanced package. Needless to say; lots of employees saw through the smokescreen and were not happy about it. While making the presentations 6 days a week over the last 2 and half weeks at several sites across the country; she had gotten alot of pointed and sometimes angry questions about the changes. She had attempted to answer each question thoroughly and honestly herself or find out the answer and get back to the person who asked with the answer. Being the Corporate Human Resources Manager; she normally would not have been directly involved in this presenting this training but one of the training staff had just transferred to another department and hadn’t yet been replaced and another one had to start pregnancy leave 2 months early because of complications. So with previous instructional experience; it fell on Paula to be a team player and pitch in to help during this crunch.

Having answered several questions after class and prepared the Day 2 material for tomorrow; It was already dark at 610 pm as she left the large conference room where the training was held and got on the elevator to go to her 3rd floor room. All she wanted to do was have a relaxing bath first and then maybe order a meal with a glass of wine from room sevice. She was thinking about skipping her usual 45 min on the treadmill in the exercise room for tonight. She reached her room and slipped the card key into the lock, turned the handle,pushed the door open and turned on the light. She placed her briefcase and purse on the couch and removed her black suit jacket and laid it across the back of the matching large chair. With a sigh of relief; Paula kicked off her black pumps. That made her feet feel so much better. Unbuttoning the waist band of her black knee length skirt; she let it fall around her feet and unbuttoned her dark plumb blouse and and let it slide down her arms and fall to the floor. She reached down and picked up both garments and placed them on the chair back for now. Moving to the nightstand ; she turned on the clock radio to the local smoothe jazz station she liked and adjusted the volume to where she would be able to hear it in the bathroom.

Walking into the bathroom in her stockinged feet; Paula took a couple of bath beads from her vanity case and started filling the bathtub. Reaching behind and unhooking her black lace bra, the shoulder straps slid down her arms as she let the C Cups fall from her breasts.Another sigh of relief came over her as they were no longer constrained. She placed her right foot on the edge of the tub and slowly rolled the black lace top thigh high stocking down her long shapely leg and then repeated the performance with the left leg. Paula smiled a little wry smile as she thought about that it was still a big turnon after 15 years of marriage for her husband to see her put on or remove nylon stockings or pantyhose. He was a leg man and always told her she had better legs than any of the Rockettes. Also her fourteen year old son appeared to be taking after his father because several times recently she had caught him smiling lustfully while staring at her nylon stockinged legs. The last time it occurred; She had asked him; “Do you like my legs”? Somewhat embarassed he had answered “Yes Mom; you have very beautiful legs. My friends and I agree that you have the most beautiful legs of any mother we’ve ever seen”. She was a little shocked at his reply but secretly wondered what other parts of her body that a a group of teenage boys had discussed or even fantasized about. She continued to smile as she hooked her thumbs behind the waistband of her black lace french cup panties, slid them down over her shapely thighs allowed them to drop to the floor. She reached down and picked up the items she had taken off and hung the stockings across the shower curtain rod and placed the bra and panties in her mesh dirty clothes bag. Removing her watch, rings, cross necklace, and pierced earrings; she placed then on the shelf above the lavatory before closing the bathroom door far enough to where she could see herself in the full length mirror that was hung on the door.

Paula surveyed her now nude body in the mirror; her tan was nice and even thanks to the tanning bed room in her basement where she could lock the door and tan in the nude. Her abdomen was still flat; she jogged or used the treadmill regularly. She examined her breasts in the mirror, noting that they were still pretty firm for a 36 yr old that had breast fed 2 children. Her husband told her quite often as he sucked them how nice and firm her tits were. She smiled and felt her nipples harden at the thought of him. She also felt a moistness between her legs as she looked at her bush above her pussy It was was dark and thick but she kept the area beside the lips free of hair. Her husband David seemed to love eating her pussy almost as much as fucking it and was always telling her that she was one sexy piece of ass. Oh how she wanted and needed to be home with him, sharing a bed, making love. Just thinking about it made her so horny. She knew that it was less than a week before her period was to start and she tended to get really horny just a few days before menstruation began each time. It would be 2 more days before she got home to him and could have him inside her again. If her period hadn’t started shortly after she got home; then a good fucking usually seemed to hasten it. If so; then she would just put a thick dark red towel under her and let David wade right in. He definitely didn’t seem to be turned off by a little menstrual blood. The tub was ready and so she slid over the side and down into the water. The warm water felt so good.

She realized that thinking of her husband had aroused her and she needed a release. She needed to be loved. She needed sex. She needed to be fucked. But she would have take care of her needs herself until she got home. She slowly ran the index finger of her right hand down her abdomen, past her belly button and through her pubic bush and let it circle around her clitoris. She had a sudden intake of breath as she felt her juices flowing. Her pale red fingernail trailed along her pussy lips before she slid the fingertip inside. Moving it in and out and around carefully; she started to moan softly. Her long legs were shaking. Her nipples were now fully erect. It had been a long time since she had been that easily aroused while by herself . Then a most powerful orgasm hit her. She arched her back and neck against the tub and planted her feet firmly against the slanted bathtub wall as her whole body shuddered violently from the wave of pure ecstasy that hit her. It was an incredibly wonderful feeling. Her moaning became a muffled scream as she placed her left hand to her mouth. As the waves of ecstasy began to subside; Paula could feel her heart pounding rapidly in her chest. She felt so alive and at the same time so relaxed now. She thought again about her husband David. She Knew he was probably missing her as much as she was missing him. Last Sunday (on her only Off Day for the week); she had told David that she had a surprise for him. She knew xx year old Zack and xx year old Rachel were at an amusement park with their cousins so there would be no interruptions. She connected her personal laptop to the hispeed internet and instructed David to do the same with the home computer. David knew he was really in for a treat when Paula appeared in front of the webcam wearing only a short seethru black nightie with a black garter belt, sheer black stockings and black sandaled hi heel shoes. She proceeded to slowly and provacatively dance around the room to a smooth jazz number before removing the nightie and then sitting on the foot of the bed with her legs spread wide apart. She could see the bulge in David’s pants and suggested to him “why don’t you take em off for me”. He proceeded to do so and release that big, hard cock that she loved so well. Then she asked him to do something else for her. She had never seen him masturbate more than a few strokes. There had been no need with her around. But now she wanted to see him masturbate until he came in front of the camera.

As he sat down on the foot of the bed; David’s left hand encircled his hard cock as he began to jack off slowly but steadily while staring at Paula’s pussy on the monitor. He cupped his balls in his right hand as he increased the tempo of his strokes. She watched his muscular legs flex open slightly and could tell he was close to cumming. Her pussy was getting very moist and tingly as she watched him pleasure himself and her. Her husband removed his right hand from his balls and placed it on his right thigh as he laid back on the bed and hollared “I’m cummmmin”. He continued to pump as his cock erupted with globs of cum shooting all over his chest. She could hear and see his moans and groans of pleasure.

Suddenly; Paula’s thoughts were jolted back to reality by a noise. It took her a moment to realize that it was the telephone. It probably was David or one of the kids; she thought; so she quickly jumped up from the tub, opened the bathroom door and ran to answer it without bothering to grab a towel. The nude woman was still several steps from the phone when it stopped ringing. Stopping abruptly herself; she sensed a presense behind her; close and coming closer. Something passed in front of her face and then was tight around her throat. She felt the nylon against her skin and knew that were was a stocking around her neck. Her assailant swung her around and she felt her body being doubled across the big chair in the room. His weight landed against her lower back and Paula felt a hard cock slide up her ass crack. Then she felt a sudden shove and excruciating pain and her back arched as his big cock rammed deep into her lovely ass tearing and creating a fissure in her rectum. Her attempt at a scream was cut off as he pulled the stocking tighter closing off her windpipe making it virtually impossible to breathe. Her assailant pulled back and rammed his big cock again into her as he arched her upper back away from the chair. He continued to poke her asshole as she clawed frantically at her throat, trying to somehow pull the stocking away, to ease the awful pressure. She then realized that it wasn’t working; she had to try to hurt her attacker. Simultaneaously with both hands; she tried to claw at the assailant’s hands behind her neck. But all her fingernails came in contact with were the gloves covering his hands and wrists. Her attacker just pulled the nylon stocking tighter. She then tried to kick the attacker. But in the position her body was in against the chair ; she could only manage short glancing blows with her naked heel which inflicted no significant pain to his lower legs. In desperation; her hands and fingers returned to her throat. When her assailant came in her ass; Paula’s thoughts didn’t hardly resister that it was happening. She was thinking “Oh God; please help me. O sweet Jesus; Please make him stop. It hurts so much. Please don’t let him kill me. Why is this happening to me”? Her eyes were wide, they felt like they were about to pop out of their sockets and some of the blood vessels were starting to rupture. Her mouth was dry and seemed to be on fire with her swollen tongue protruding from between her puffy lips.

As he pulled his cock out of her ass; the assailant eased the pressure slightly on Paula’s throat as he spun her around and pushed her backwards onto the bed. She was able to drag in a couple of breaths of fresh air as he came down on top of her. For a few moments he just stared into her eyes with a piercing stare of unbridled lust, hatred and death. She recognized this guy; she had seen him in the hotel bar last night and ironically he was also in the benefits class she had taught today. He had the same piercing stare in both places but had never said a word to her either time. She couldn’t comprehend why he was doing this to her. Suddenly he forced her legs apart and rested his cock head on her pussy lips for a moment before driving it deep into her vagina. She could feel the walls of her vagina stretch as it went in. She arched her body, lifting him, twisting, trying to throw him off. But her hands were only concerned with her inability to breathe. She clawed at her throat, her nails digging bloody furrows in her flesh. The nylon was so deeply embedded in her throat. Her eyes were buldging and her tongue swelling. Her body twisted under him as he pumped her; grinding his pelvis against hers. She could feel his big cock moving in and out of her pussy but that was somehow irrelevant then. Her chest hurt, her heart pounded, the thundering filling her head. Her long legs came up and flailed in the air and then her heels returned to the floor and drummed against it and the bed.

But her body began to betray her; that need for anadolu yakası rus escort a cock was too strong. Her arousal level had been so high when she left the tub. Her attacker had settled into a rhythm and she could feel her juices gushing. She saw the piercing animal lust in his eyes. Her body throbbed and tingled as he rammed into her pussy on each stroke. She felt the rising emotions, the shuddering and then a massive orgasm was washing over her. All the more arousing as she knew it would be her last orgasm, that very shortly now she would be dead. She had often fantasized about dying like this, being attacked like this and then being found, a nude, strangled, raped corpse. She had imagined her body lying in repose in a casket afterwards. She had even played dead, for her husband, several times while lying on the bed, couch or even once on the kitchen table. They had both been turned on by the role play. But she had never ever wanted or expected this to happen. There would be no modesty for her she knew; her nude ravished corpse would be stared at by all who entered the room; then slice and diced, poked and probed during an autopsy before being buried in a cold grave.

Paula felt him come inside of her; the hot jets bathing her cervix. Her hands now flapped weakly at her throat, her fingers were losing their control, her heels drummed weakly on the floor. All she wanted was air. Must have air. She arched up once more, her breasts crushed against his chest, her hard nipples slamming into him. Her vision had turned a brilliant red that was becoming pale. Her mind was full of whirling images, Her son, her daughter, Her husband……her husband…..her husband. “Oh David” she thought” How I wish I was with you safe in your arms, my darling”. With that thought; her heart beat one last time and her earthly vision faded to black. Paula Birmingham’s body was dead. But her soul and spirit were very much alive. A bright light was beckoning her toward it. Suddenly; there was no more pain and suffering. A figure dressed in white held out it’s hand to take her’s and said “Welcome, Paula, I’ve been expecting you. I need your lovely alto voice to sing in the heavenly choir”. She immediately recognized the figure as the Lord Jesus Christ as soon as she touched his hand; her soul/spirit had a new heavenly body , clothed in a white gown, more beautiful than her earthly body had ever been. Paula Birmingham was in heaven.

In the hotel room Doyle Mintz had withdrawn from the dead pussy and was lying beside the corpse admiring his prize. The eyes were open wide buldged and fixed; the once beautiful brown eyes blood shot with all of the burst blood vessels. The face was discolored and swollen. The swollen tongue protruded from between puffy lips. Blood was drying in the furrows in the neck that Paula’s own nails had dug. Doyle (known to everyone as LD) looked at the chest. It did not rise and fall. She was definitely dead. He had killed her.

LD thought back to the previous night. After checking in; he had went down to the hotel bar to have a drink. Shortly after he had gotten his drink and was sitting at a little corner table; she walked in. He immediately knew she was his kind of woman; tall with legs that seemed to go on forever, dark haired. She was wearing a black short cocktail dress, black stockings and black pump hi heels. He watched her sit down at the bar and order a drink. He was staring intently at her as she swiveled around on the bar stool to have a look at the room. He got to see plenty of nylon stockinged leg and had a brief look up her dress before she turned back around to the bar. She was so beautiful the he decided that “he would eat the peanuts out of her shit” as his uncle used to say. LD knew then he had to have her but he also knew she never go for him. He stared at her back while she finished her drink and got up to leave. He got up also and got on the elevator when she did along with several other people. When it reached the 3rd floor; the woman got off and so did LD. When she reached room 321 and started to open her door; he walked on past with his key card in his hand as if he was on one of the other halls and kept going until he could take the stairs up to his 4th floor room.

Once in his room; LD began to think about how it would be to screw a body like that. To have her longs legs wrapped around him as he was pumping her full. To have her pale red lips sucking his cock. But he knew that in order to have this woman he’d have to rape her; then he would have to kill her too. Didn’t want any chance that she could ID him. He went out on the freezing cold balcony and looked down to the3rd floor below. He knew which balcony was hers because she was 2 rooms over from the elevator shaft. He could climb down and over easily with his climbing ability. At this time of year nonone would be out on their balcony at night. But how would he get in. He looked at the lock on the sliding glass door; there was no burgular proof bar anywhere on the door. He thought about the lock. Might could force the door open with a screw driver but he couldn’t be sure. But then a real plan developed. He had seen one of those circular glass cutters before. If he had one of those. He went out to the hardware store and bought the best one they had, picked up a short piece of nylon cord and then stopped by the wALMART and bought a pair of thin black latex gloves, black sweatshirt and pants, black socks, and a black toboggan that would cover his face except for the eyes,nose and mouth. Now all he needed was a little luck tomorrow night.

He slept well that night and showed up at 825 for the 830 Revised Corporate Benefits Class. He couldn’t believe his eyes when he saw the woman at the podium. It was her. He stared at her throughout the day lusting at her sexy body. Those legs that seemed to stretch forever, her pale red lips and fingernails, her beautiful dark brown eyes with even darker eyebrows and lashes. He fantasized throughout the day about how he was going to rape and kill her. His cockbecame almost painfully hard in his pants.

When class ended just before 530pm; he hurried up to his room, dressed in the clothes he had bought, grabbed the glass cutter and climbed down to the balcony of room 321. A dim nightlight was on so he was oK so far. He attempted to open the door but it was locked so be began to cut the glass near the lock. It worked like a charm and he was soon inside the room and closed the door and curtain. He turned on the light and saw a suitcase in the corner on a stand. Opening it; his eyes were fixed on a pair of suntan thigh high stockings lying on top. Picking them up; LD stuffed one in his pocket and stretched one in his hand. He now had his weapon. It was better than the nylon cord he planned to use. He looked in the bathroom before returning to the bedroom and opening the closet. It was empty on one side with a clothes bar with several suits, dresses, blouses and a heavy coat on the other side. He checked the louvered door for noise. No noise! Good! He stripped except for the thin black latex gloves and his shoes and socks, left his things in the closet, checked the room again; turned out the light and slowly and carefully made his way to the closet and closed the door with the stocking in hand and waited. Surely she would be along in a little while now that class was over.

His thoughts came back to the present. He had actually done it; He had raped her; he had killed her but he wasn’t ready to leave just yet. She was like a lifesize doll lying there on the bed just waiting to be played with. He placed his hand on her dark sticky bush and began to rub and pat it. As he did so; suddenly Paula’s corpse’s bladder dumped it’s contents onto the bed. He watched as her death piss changed from a steady yellow stream to a slow trickle that ran into the crack of her ass. Once the bladder had emptied; he wiped his fingers across the now pissy pussy, place them to his nose and then licked them with his mouth. Seeing the dead body pee was a real turnon to him. He always liked to see his now ex-wife pee and then wipe herself. But she wouldn’t allow it most of the time.

He ran his fingers over the legs he had lusted after. That was what had attracted him to the woman at the start. They were so long and shapely and smooth and tan. The thighs, knees, calves, ankles and feet were just perfect. He had to see them in stockings again so he went to the bathroom and retrieved the nylons that Paula had removed prior to her bath and slowly and carefully put them on before retrieving the black pumps and putting them on. Ah so nice!

Momentarily; his attention turned to the dead woman’s breasts. The were quite nice and firm. He leaned over and began to suck on the swollen nipple of the right breast while squeezing the dead titty with his hand. Oh that was so good. His teeth began to bite softly into the nipple; and then the areola and the breast tissue itself before doing the same to the left breast.

His arousal had caused his cock to recover and become erect again. Seeing the dead woman lying there with nylons and heels on was just too sexy to not take advantage of. He rolled the corpse over on it’s stomach and rammed his hard cock up the ass again. This was how it started he thought. The asshole was well lubed from its previous encounter and he slid in easily and pounded hard several times before withdrawing. There was one orifice he hadn’t sampled yet and he didn’t want to neglect that one. He rolled the corpse over on it’s back again and opened the mouth and pushed the swollen protruded tongue in. He straddled the head and slid his sticky cock into the mouth and against the throat. Pressing hard against the throat; he felt his cock stretching it until it slid all the way in. He couldn’t resist pumping a few times and watching the throat bulge each time his cock went in from the 69 position.

LD knew his 22 yr old body probably only had one more really good cum in it tonight and he wanted to deposit it in the corpse’s pussy. He withdrew from the mouth and got down on the floor between the stockinged legs. His body tingled as he ran his hands up both sexy legs and inserted his right index into the sticky pussy and felt around inside. Wouldn’t any of the live ones let you check them out like this. It was time for a final fuck. LD positioned the corpse so that it was spreadeagled on the bed with the head on one of the pillows before mounting it and thrusting his revived cock deep into the sticky hole and screwing it hard and fast. He could feel he was close to cumming; so he thrust hard and deep as his cock erupted one final time inside the pussy of his prize; his lifesize doll. He let it soak inside savoring the moment until his cock started to go soft and then withdrew. Taking and having the woman’s body had been everything he had hoped for; the ultimate sexual experience of his life so far.

Now he had to get things arrranged before he left. Grasping the corpse by the heels; he pulled it back down the bed until the lower legs up to the knees were off the bed with the heels touching the floor. He spread the legs as widely as possible fully exposing the abused pussy. Grasping the corpse by the hair and lifting the head and back; he placed pillows from the bed and couch underneath the the upper back, neck and head so that the woman’s body appeared to be staring at whoever rounded the corner to come toward the bed. He spread the arms out fully on each side of the body with the fingers open. He stepped back to have a look. Perfect; he thought!

LD entered the closet and redressed and then went into the bathroom. He picked up the watch, rings, cross-necklace and pierced earrings and placed them in his pockets. He spotted the mesh dirty clothes bag; opened it and placed the black lace panties to his nose and inhaled deeply the scent before placing them in his pocket. Returning to the bedroom; he picked up the cordovan Aigner hand bag; removed a smaller purse from it and began to look through it. He pocketed the fourty seven dollars in cash and then the VISA card and AMEX corporate card while leaving the loose change and several department store and gas cards. He looked at the pictures in that section of the wallet. One was of the dead woman smiling proudly in the embrace of a tall, black haired man . Then separate school pictures of a boy and a girl who appeared to be in their early teens. Must be her husband and children he thought. Their loss had been his gain.

He looked around the room. The smoothe jazz station had been playing the whole time. He flipped the switch to turn off the radio and noted that the time was 958 pm. He noticed the Message Light blinking on the telephone. Probably from the call earlier; he surmised. How time flies when you’re having fun; he thought. He placed the black toboggan back over his head; gathered his glass cutter and slipped out the sliding glass door pulling it closed behind him as he left, check to see that no one was out on the balconies and climbed back up to his floor and back into his room.

At 1002pm the telephone in room anadolu yakası sevişen escort 321 began to ring again. After the allotted 8 rings; the call went to the answering machine. It was Paula Birmingham’s husband David. His message was that he was just checking in; she must still be out so he loved her and would talk to her tomorrow. He noted that the earlier call had been from Rachel. She had just wanted her mom to know that she had scored 18 points at the basketball game after school.

But Paula would never hear those messages. Her ravished body lay cooling and stiffening on the bed. On Thursday morning LD arose from his bed; got ready and entered the conference room at about 0815am. It would be interesting to see what would happen this morning he thought as he looked around. At 0820; the local training coordinator Tom Parker was becoming concerning. Paula Birmingham still hadn’t arrived yet. It was getting close to the 0830 start time. She had been there by 0800 every other morning getting ready and answering questions. He decided to call her room but there was no answer. He waited another couple of minutes and then went to the desk; and explained the situation to the hotel’s assistant manager. With a master key card in hand; they arrived outside room 321 and knocked loudly and called her name but there was no response. Opening the door; they burst in still calling her name. Nothing could have prepared them for the scene they witnessed as they turned the corner toward the bed. Both stopped short at the sight of Paula’s spreadeagled corpse lying there staring straight at them. The assistant manager immediately called 911 on his cell phone and said “don’t touch anything” . Tom Parker just momentarily froze there staring at the almost nude woman on the bed that he had worked with the last 3 days. There was nothing he could do to help her now.

He whirled around and returned quickly to the filled training class room and attempted to regain his composure. With all the class staring at him; he announced that Mrs. Birmingham would be unavailable to do the rest of the class. Of course this was no surprise to LD. Tom announced there would a delay in getting started and to sit tight for now. He now left the room and got on the cell phone to his local management.

Officer Jeff Tibbs was the first to It was obviously a horrible murder of a very beautiful woman he thought as he stared at Paula’s corpse before returning to the door to keep out onlookers and prevent the evidence from being trampled. Other units and CSI began to arrive and by 0900; room 321 was abuzz with activity. Shortly after that; Detective Charlie Hall arrived to take over the investigation. Not much got by Charlie. Less than a year from his planned retirement; he had nearly 30 years experience in all areas of police work. He had seen pretty much type of crime and situation that could occur. He walked in and surveyed the scene. Peering closely; he could see the nylon stocking embedded in the dead woman’s neck, the furrowed scratches, her bloated and flushed face, the bite marks on her breasts, the dried fluids on the pubic hair and dried fluid that had leaked from the vagina. We’ve got another real sicko on our hands, he surmised.

Charlie stood back and allowed the photographer to get his photographs of the corpse and then the crime scene rooms. He conferred with Lead CSI Laura Bern. He liked working with her. They seemed to think alot alike. And when they didn’t they always had an interesting discussion of their differences that led to real progress. Together they began their investigation. With her gloved hand; she opened the curtain for the door leading to the patio. That’s when they saw the round hole beside the lock. No doubt about how the killer got in and maybe out. Walking to the bathroom; they looked at the tub of soapy water; then picked up the clothes bag and noted that was a bra inside but no panties. Examining the clothes in the other room didn’t produce them. Where were the panties?

Down in the conference room; LD watched intently as Tom Parker returned to the room and announced that he would attempt to cover the material himself since a good portion of the presentation was sequential tapes of the material. Class members still didn’t know what to think about the situation. LD tried his best to appear normal but surprised also.

Meanwhile up in Room 321; the victim had been photographed and the preliminary examination of the body had been completed. The corpse was placed in a body bag and transported to the morgue for an autopsy. Charlie and Laura pressed the Medical Examiner for at least preliminary autopsy results as soon as possible to aid in their investigation and then resumed their investigation.

Later that morning; Local Police in Paula Birmingham’s home city notified her husband of her murder. He fainted on hearing the news and had to have medical attention before he could tell the children. At 2pm that afternoon an autopsy was conducted on the body of Paula Birmingham.

As the class in the conference room wrapped up late in the afternoon; Tom Parker and Charlie Hall jointly addressed it’s participants. It was then that the students were told that their instructor Paula Birmingham was dead. She had been murdered. Rumors had been circulating all day about what had happened to her. Class Members expressed their shock and concern. Anyone with any information was urged to step forward and talk with the police and several specific students were asked to remain to be interviewed by the police. LD Mintz was not one of them and he was allowed to leave with the others. With his training concluded; he left for home having checked out at lunch time and placed his luggage in his car trunk.

Friday and Saturday in the Birmingham household was spent mourning the death of their beloved Paula and planning her funeral. On Saturday morning; David and Rachel looked through Paula’s clothes and picked out her burial outfit. Because of the condition of her neck; Mr. McKenna had recommended a blouse where the collar covered the whole neck. Paula had a white lace one; it wasn’t a favorite but it would have to do. They picked out a just above the knee length black pleated wool-blend skirt. They picked out 2 almost new lace bras; one black and one white. Paula normally wore black ones but if the color showed through then a white one could be used. A new pair of black lace french cut panties was ***********ed as well as a new pair of sheer black of thigh high stockings with lace tops for her legs and a pair of black sandaled high heels for her feet. Paula’s parents arrived in town and stayed with the children while David went to the funeral home to take the clothes and discuss funeral arrangements.

Arriving at the funeral home, Mr McKenna looked at the clothes and indicated that the blouse would cover the neck to allow a viewing. At this point David asked to view Paula’s body. While offering some initial resistance to it and explaining the condition of it; Mr McKenna reluctantly agreed and led David into the embalming room. He couldn’t really refuse the next of kin. Paula’s autopsied embalmed body was lying on a steel table covered by a sheet. Mr McKenna intially pulled the sheet down to the top of Paula’s shoulders. David winced as he saw the bloated, discolored face and furrowed neck but told McKenna that he wanted to see all of her. MCKenna removed the covering completely at that time and David could see the sutured y-incision across the chest and then down the center of the abdomen thru the belly button, the pubic hair and ending at the back of the vaginal lip. The bite marks on both breasts were clearly visible. Her long, tanned legs were clearly without blemish. David couldn’t imagine what, pain, horror, and agony Paula must have gone through before she died. What kind of animal would do this to her and why? David nodded and McKenna replaced the covering over the body and was led back to the office. With David’s assistance Mr. McKenna composed Paula’s Obituary that was to appear the next morning in the local newspaper and online. David picked out a silver casket with a creme interior and left for home.

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OBITUARY

PAULA ANN CARSON BIRMINGHAM

Mrs. Birmingham, 36, of Charlotte NC died tragically on January 28, 2009.

She was born on December 27, 1972 the daughter of Tom and Margaret Carson.

Viewing and receiving of friends will be held on Sunday February 1, 2009 from 6pm until 9pm in the Rose Room at McKenna Funeral Home. Funeral services will be held on Monday February 2, 2009 at 3pm at the Bethel Baptist Church. Body will lie in state 1 hr prior to service. Graveside service and burial to follow Funeral Services at Greenlawn Memorial Park.

Paula is survived by loving husband David Birmingham, children Zack and Rachel of the home, Parents Tom and Margaret Carson of Raleigh NC, Brothers Jeff Carson of Denver Colorado and Ronald Carson of New Orleans Louisiana. Grandparents Maternal Grandmother Ada Arens of St Louis Missouri and Paternal Grandfather Theodore (Teddy) Carson of Raleigh NC She leaves behind to grieve her early passing many other relatives, friends and co-workers especially long-time best friend Jenna Seacort.

Paula graduated Summa Cum Laude from Central High School in 1989 where she was All-State in Girl’s Basketball in 1988 and 1989. Paula married high school sweetheart David Birmingham in 1992. She graduated from UNCX in 1993 with a BS in Business Administration and a BA in Communications. Her son Zack was born in 1993 and daughter Rachel in 1995. She joined USFD Energy in the Human Resources Department in 1997 as a Human Resource Coordinator. Paula received her MBA from UNCX in 2001. She subsequently was promoted to Supervisor, Location Manager and at the time of her death was the Corporate Human Resources Manager for the Company. She was an active member of Bethel baptist Church; had a beautiful alto voice and sang in the church choir. She served as a volunteer and mentor at East Middle School and was an active member of the PTO having served as its president in the past. She was a well known jogger in the Middleton Place subdivision area where she lived.

Paula was a very thoughtful, outgoing and loving person to all who she met. She loved both of her children very much and encouraged them in all of their endeavors. Her relationship with her husband David was very special. She considered him her soul-mate. When their schedules permitted they jogged and played tennis together. She especially enjoyed going to their vacation home at the beach where they spent many enjoyable mornings and evenings walking on the beach holding hands.

In lieu of flowers, memorials may be made to East Middle School Stadium Building Fund.

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On Saturday after lunch; Mr McKenna’s new funeral director apprentice Jimmy Mason was assigned the task of dressing Paula Birmingham’s corpse while Mr. McKenna went to a home to discuss the arrangements for another body that had just been brought in. He had been given the clothes and instructed on what to do. This wasn’t the first female body he had dressed but it was the first one that he was to dress on his own. He removed the sheet from the body and and was struck by how tall the woman was. The body had an autopsy y-incision scar and marks on both breasts and the neck was scraped and scarred. What a waste of a beautiful woman. Mr. McKenna already had placed one of the thin adult diapers, that he normally used, on the body. Jimmy removed the clothes and took a look. Taking the lace black panties; he placed the feet and long legs through the holes and with some effort stretched them up and over the diaper. Jimmy maneuvered the black pleated skirt up the legs and over the shapely hips before buttoning and zipping it leaving it hiked up to the waist in front. He cut the straps and the fastening catch area from the black bra and draped it across the breasts. He placed each black lace stocking over the foot and rolled first the right and then the left up the long sexy leg until the lace band was in place on the sexy thighs. He placed the black sandaled high heels on each foot and fastened the straps. But Jimmy couldn’t stand it any longer. His cock was rock hard. He had to touch those magnificent legs. His hands shuddered with pleasure as he rubbed each leg from the ankle to the thigh. He took his hard cock out of his pants and began to stroke it while looking at those legs. It didn’t take many strokes before it exploded with streams of hot sticky cum shooting across the floor beside the corpse. He stopped and grabbed the table because his legs were feeling weak. He quickly pulled up his pants and took the hose and washed the evidence down the floor drain. Didn’t want to get caught by Mr. McKenna. Jimmy returned to the table and pulled the pleated skirt down into place. Mr. Mckenna had instructed him to wait about the blouse until anadolu yakası escort the makeup was done. On Sunday morning; Charlie Hall was at his desk when he got the call. Paula Birmingham’s autopsy summary report was being faxed to him as he spoke. He thanked the Assistant ME and immediately went to the FAX machine. Grasping each page as it came out; he began to read aloud the information

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Office of the Chief Medical Examiner

REPORT OF AUTOPSY EXAMINATION (SUMMARy)

DECEDENT Document Identifier A200900077 Autopsy

Type: ME

Autopsy Name: Paula Ann Birmingham

Age: 36 yrs

Race: White

Sex: Female

AUTHORIZATION Authorized By Steven D. Cramer MD

Received From ENVIRONMENT

Date of Exam 01/29/2009

Time of Exam 14:00

Autopsy Facility Office of the Chief Medical Examiner

Persons Present Mr. Kenneth Cope , Dr. Stan Bruner, Dr. Catherine Morris, Dr. Sanjai Kumar

CERTIFICATION Cause of Death Strangulation

IDENTIFICATION Body Identified By Visual

1. EXTERNAL DE***********ION

The body is that of a well developed, well nourished adult white female appearing compatible with the stated age of 36 years.

The body is clad in Black Sheer Lacetop ThighHigh Nylon Stockings and Black Pump High Heel Shoes Size 9 with 3 inch Heels .

About the neck is tightly tied a Suntan Sheer Lacetop ThighHigh Nylon Stocking that had to be cut away for removal. These items of clothing were placed into evidence.

Body Length: 71.3 inches (5ft 11.3 In) Body Weight 139 pounds

Body Condition: Intact Rigor Full Livor Posterior, purple, unfixed

Eyes: Brown, corneas are cloudy, sclerae and conjunctivae are discolored, significant petechiae are present

Teeth: Natural, No 12 and 23 have dental fillings.

A single pubic hair was extracted from between No 7 and No 8.

Scalp Hair: Dark brown, 13″ in length at the crown, Wave/Curl approx 11″ from crown.

Pubic Hair: Dark brown, thick and extends 3.2 inches above the top of the vaginal opening to a width of approx 3 inches at the top.

Arms are unremarkable with sparse, thin light brown hair on the forearms.

Underarms are free of hair.

Fingernails are natural polished pale red, approx .6 to .8 inches in length.

Epidurals present under the fingernails.

Legs are 34 inches in length from origin (crotch) to bottom of heel and no hair is present.

Bruising present on the heels of both feet.

Toenails are polished pale red and are neatly pedicured.

INJURIES

HEAD AND NECK: Severe discoloration ,scratching and bruising of the neck. Face swollen and discolored and Lips puffy.

UPPER AND LOWER EXTREMITIES:

Bruising of heels of both feet

(Note) There is a small raised dark brown mole on the inside of the upper left thigh. There is no evidence of medical intervention.

TORSO

BREASTS: Teeth Marks made post-mortem were present on both breasts on the nipples, aureolas, and the breasts themselves. Breasts had not been surgically modified.

GENITILIA: A mixture of dried semen, blood and vaginal excretions is present in the pubic hair. Four loose pubic hairs were sent for analysis.

(Note) episiotemy scar from vaginal childbirth is present

2. INTERNAL EXAMINATION

Body Cavities. The left pleural and right cavity, peritoneal cavity and pericardium contain no significant fluid. There are no adhesions.

All body organs are present and in their usual anatomic position.

Cardiovascular SystemHeart Weight270 gramsThe pericardial sac is free of significant fluid and adhesions. The coronary arteries arise normally, follow the usualdistribution and are widely patent without evidence of significant atherosclerosis or thrombosis. The chambers andvalves bear the usual size-position relationships and are unremarkable. The myocardium shows no evidence of infarction, scarring or focal lesions. The aorta and its major branches are intact without significant atherosclerosis.

Respiratory System Right Lung Weight 230 gramsLeft Lung Weight250 grams

The upper and lower airways are free of debris and foreign material but there was severe trauma/swelling due to the lack of oxygen.

The GI tract is intact throughout its length. The appendix is present.

The stomach contains approximately 100 ml of partially digested food including measureable amounts of Lettuce, Tomato and Cucumber.

Liver: Liver Weight 1060 gramsThe capsule is intact and the parenchyma is unremarkable.

The gallbladder contains approximately 12 ml of yellow,slightly mucoid bile and the extrahepatic biliary tree is patent.

Spleen:Spleen Weight 90 gramsThe spleen is normally formed. No focal lesions are present.

Pancreas:Normal size, shape and consistency without focal lesions.

Urinary:Right Kidney Weight 100 grams Left Kidney Weight 100 grams

The kidneys are of normal size and shape. The capsules strip with ease from the underlying smooth pale tan firmcortical surfaces. The renal architecture is intact without focal lesions. The ureters are intact.

The urinary bladder is empty.

Reproductive: The uterus, cervix, fallopian tubes and ovaries are unremarkable.

Endocrine:The thyroid gland and adrenal glands are grossly unremarkable.

Neurologic: Brain Weight 1370 grams There is evidence of oxygen deprivation to the brain. Aside from these injuries the brain is grossly unremarkable.

Skin:Grossly unremarkable.

Immunologic System:Grossly unremarkable.

Musculoskeletal System: Grossly unremarkable.

Mouth: Semen from one donor mixed with Vaginal Excretions and fecal material and Blood present on the lips and inside the mouth deposited post mortem.

Throat: Stretching of the throat done postmortem with Semen from one donor mixed with Vaginal Excretions and fecal matter and Blood present.

Vagina: Semen from one donor mixed with Vaginal Excretions and fecal material and Blood present thoughout the vaginal canal and the entrance to the cervix.

Lesions and tearing of the vaginal walls present.

Anus and Rectum: Sphincter muscle relaxed/torn. Semen from one donor mixed with Vaginal Excretions and fecal matter and Blood present thoughout the rectal canal for a distance of approx 9 inches. Lesions and tearing of the rectum present with a fissure created at the anal opening extending inward 2.5 inches.

3. MICROSCOPIC EXAMINATION

Cardiovascular: The epicardium and endocardium, where seen, are architectually unremarkable. The myocytes are robust and uniformin size and nuclear staining quality. There is no inflammation. There is no increased fibrosis.

Respiratory: Sections of right and left lung are similar and display patchy areas of intra-alveolar hemorrhage.

Liver:The hepatic architecture is unremarkable. The portal triads contain the usual complement of bile duct, artery and veinand a mild mixed inflammatory infiltrate that focally extends beyond the limiting plate and is not associated withhepatocyte necrosis.

The subcapsular area and cortex are unremarkable. The glomeruli are intact overall.

The proximal tubules are patent.The vasculature is unremarkable.

Neurologic A section of cortex displays contusions and subarachnoid hemorrhage.

4.DISPOSITION OF CLOTHING AND PERSONAL EFFECTS

The following items are preserved as evidence Left and Right Black ThighHigh Stockings, Left and Right Black High Heel Pumps, Sun Tan Sheer Nylon Stocking and a sexual assault kit containing oral smears and swabs, pubic hair combings, vaginal smears and swabs, rectal smears and swabs, pulled pubic hair, pulled head hair, known blood sample and known cheek and neck scrapings. clothing and Personal Effects submitted to City Police Dept.

PROCEDURES: Radiographs, Obtained Chemistry Aortic blood, inferior vena cava blood, liver and gastric contents are retained for toxicologic analysis.

Special Evidence: Collection Sexual assault kit and fingerprints are collected.

Identification: The body is identified by comparison of antemortem photographs.

5.SUMMARY AND INTERPRETATION

The decedent was a 36-year-old woman who was Strangled with a ligature (nylon stocking). Significant findings at autopsy include: The victim was repeatedly raped vaginally and anally both pre and post mortem and was orally raped post mortem. There was semen from one donor. A single pubic hair removed from between the teeth and two of the loose pubic hair removed from the pubic patch belong to a single male caucasian donor. So far, there has been no match found for the DNA. Epidurals present under the fingernails were found to be from decedent/victim and not from any other donor.

The woman’s body was found supine in a hotel room on the bed in a spread eagle position, the nylon stocking knotted tightly around her neck. The nylon was deeply embedded in the flesh and had to be cut away. There was also some vaginal excretion as though the victim was sexually aroused before her death. Postmortem toxicology studies revealed no alcohol or drugs in aortic blood.

6.DIAGNOSES:

Cause of Death: Given the investigative and autopsy findings it is my opinion that the cause of death for Paula Ann Birmingham was due to Strangulation: Strangulation with a ligature, a nylon stocking.

Estimated time that Death occured: Between 7 and 9 PM 01/28/2009 based on internal body temperature reading when body was discovered and examination of body tissue during autopsy.

The facts stated herein are correct to the best of my knowledge and belief.

Digitally signed by John Gooden MD 31 January 2009 10:04

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Early Sunday afternoon; the Birmingham family was notified that Paula’s body was ready for the family to view before the formal viewing that evening. Arriving at the funeral home; Mr. Mckenna warned them that he had done his best. With the trauma to the face and neck; he could only do so much. As they approached the casket; they could see Paula’s body lying in repose. While her face was slightly swelled and discolored; most of it had been hidden by the suntan makeup on her face and by the extremely high neckline white lace long sleeved blouse that Mr. McKenna had recommended be used to hide the deep furrowed scratches and discolorations on the neck. Her great grandmother’s cameo broach pin was inserted into the collar of the blouse. Otherwise her hair, eye makeup and lipstick matched what she normally wore. Her hands lay crossed on her abdomen. David, Zack and Rachel all were teary eyed and were about to break down. But David knew he had to touch her. He leaned over and kissed her lips and then squeezed her hand. Both her lips and hand felt like cool plastic. Zack and Rachel each squeezed their mother’s hand before turning around with David to leave. David thanked Mr. McKenna for his work as they left to return later in the evening for the formal viewing.

On Sunday Evening; it was an emotional overflow crowd from just before six until well after nine for the viewing and receiving of friends of Paula Birmingham in the Rose Room with many of them returning on Monday afternoon for the funeral at the church followed by the burial in the cemetary.

As Paula Birmingham’s casket was being lowered into the ground; Charlie Hall was studying the Autopsy results and the other information related to the case. He found it very interesting that the killer had left no fingerprints on the door or anywhere in the hotel room but had left lots of DNA inside and on the victim and also on the bed. That led Charlie to the conclusion that the killer knew that his fingerprints were on file but his DNA wasn’t. All of the company employees in the class had their fingerprints on file but DNA testing wasn’t required. It was also interesting that the stolen credit cards had not been used and none of the jewelry had yet been pawned or sold as far as they knew so far. And then there were the missing panties! This was sexual deviant that he was looking for. Since there were no recent cases that matched this one; Paula Birmingham was probably his first victim. But he most likely would do this again and again if not stopped. The pubic hair from a male caucasion donor found during the autopsy had narrowed the list to eleven and LD Mintz was now on the list as a person of interest. Charlie Hall always got his man.

Back at his home, LD had destroyed the stolen credit cards in the shredder and thrown the jewelry in a package weighted with a rock into the river. But he still had the panties and had taken them out and smelled of their aroma and masturbated until he erupted into them while thinking about raping and murdering Paula Birmingham. But he already had his eyes on another prize though. Erin Burdette was the new station HR Coordinator and she was a looker. She was slightly shorter and younger than Paula Birmingham but she was built just as solid. She was his kind of woman. He didn’t miss a chance to find a reason to be down in the admin building and walk past her office. Soon she would be his. It was only a matter of time! What a doll she was!

But will the police catch him in time to save Erin? That’s another story!

THE END

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Chapter 4

Ikuno and Kal watched as the Knights made their way back towards the village. While Kal wouldn’t exactly call them friends, they didn’t quite fit into the enemy category either. Feeling that his chances of ever seeing any of them again were slim he put it out of his mind. Looking up at Ikuno he saw that she was studying him intently.

“Is something wrong?” he asked.

Ikuno was thoughtful as she studied him. “No, nothing is wrong. At least not yet.”

“Not yet? That sounds ominous.”

“Nothing to worry about right now,” she said, smiling. “I’ll let you know when the time comes, I don’t think you will be disappointed.”

“Are you sure there’s nothing I can do to help? I am your servant for the day after all.”

Ikuno checked the position of the sun in the sky then turned to Kal. Grinning evilly she took his hand and pulled him into the cave. “That’s right, servant, you have one more duty to attend to before I let you go.”

As they came into the main cavern, soft breathing reminded them that the bed was currently occupied by the sleeping girl. Ikuno led him over to the chair then walked to the end of her bed. Reaching into a pouch she tossed some dust into the air over the girl, summoning another magic circle in her palm she pointed it towards the dust cloud and said a few words. The dust shimmered and sunk down onto the girl’s sleeping form, seeming to pass right through the furs covering her.

Ikuno turned and smiled wide, “Sleeping spell, now we don’t need to worry about being interrupted.”

Kal stepped to the side of the stone chair and bowed low, holding his hands out as if presenting the chair. “Your throne Madame.”

Buckles on Ikuno’s hides and furs came loose with soft clicks until her clothes made a pile on the floor. She sat on the fur covered chair and daintily crossed her legs placing her hands atop her knee. “Servant,” she said archly, “I wish to be tended to, top to bottom.”

Kal looked up from his bow, her tone made him worry he has made a mistake until he saw her face and the laughter in her eyes. With another bow accompanied by a comically overexaggerated flourish, he said, “If Milady would lie back I would be more than happy to take care of her every need, top to… bottom.”

Ikuno chuckled at their banter and did as he asked, leaning back into the chair and expecting him to put her legs up on the arms like last time. Instead he stripped down and climbed up onto the chair with her, straddling her thighs. His enchanted cock, already hard and grown to her size, was nearly poking her in the belly button.

Ignoring her questioning look he leaned forward and began to softly kiss and nibble one side of her neck. The oni laid her head back and moaned, relaxing into Kal’s attentions. Kal kissed his way to her collarbone before making his way down towards her large blue breasts. He brought both hands up and began massaging the soft blue flesh as he lavished attention on her areola. Ikuno moaned as Kal finally took her hardened nipple into his mouth and alternated between flicking and circling her nipple with his tongue, occasionally sucking hard and drawing it deep into his mouth. As Ikuno started to lightly pant from arousal he kissed his way to the valley between her breasts, earning a groan of frustrated annoyance from the oni. He then slowly licked his way all the way back up to the other side of her neck and repeated the process all over again. After a few long minutes of attention to her other breast, her face was flushed purple and her breath came in short gasps punctuated by moans of pleasure.

Kissing his way down the underside of her breast he made his way to her bellybutton as he slid off the chair and stepped between her legs. Continuing down, he kissed and licked his way to the very top of her sex then pulled away, leaving the oni groaning in frustration. Lifting one leg he placed it on the arm of the chair as before. Leaning down he let her feel his breath across the lips of her sex before putting his tongue right next to them and dragging it up the inside of her leg, she growled with annoyance at being denied yet again. Lifting the other leg and placing it the same way as the first on the chair arm, Kal started by her knee and kissed and nipped his way down the sensitive blue flesh of her inner thigh, stopping again before reaching her pussy. Ikuno was panting with need and breathlessly whispered, “You… bastard.”

Kal smiled at how wound up she was. Leaning over he placed his mouth over her clit, making her moan and buck her hips a little. Starting with the lightest of brushes of his tongue he began tracing circles around her pearl. Ikuno tried to press her sex into his face, but he ignored her efforts and only gradually increased the pressure and contact with his tongue.

Kal’s hands were busy as he pleasured the blue woman, searching out the small jar of the salve she had spoken of earlier in the day, which he had placed next to the chair on his way back from dropping off her new books. Scooping up a good-sized dollop, he let it warm up in his hand for a few moments then smeared the lube on her rear entrance as he sucked her clit into his mouth. Ikuno gasped at the sudden stimulation, raising herself up off the chair and trapping his fingers between her cheeks. Kal relented on her clit and she dropped back into the seat. “More… more… please,” she panted.

Even though Kal was hard already, hearing her beg seemed to send another surge to his overgrown cock. Teasing her lips with his tongue he spread the lube around and gently massaged her backside. Giving her clit a few good swipes he slid one finger inside then a second a few moments later. As he prepared a third she clenched and pulled away. She raised her head up and Kal met her gaze, “That’s enough, I want you inside me and I want to feel myself stretching around you, the real you.” Kal just nodded and got another dollop of salve from the jar, coating his prick thoroughly as Ikuno scooted her butt forward to give him a better angle. Kal noticed that his cock had shrunk back to its normal size which must have been what she meant by ‘the real you’.

He placed himself at her backdoor and slowly pushed inside watching as his member disappeared inside her rear end. The tightness around his cock was intense and he was glad he hadn’t touched himself as he was getting Ikuno worked up. He was certain he would have already cum if he had.

The blue oni laid her head back again and hissed, “Fuck… yessssss,” as he continued to slide into her. When she felt the base of his cock bump against her ass she put a hand on his backside to hold him in place, enjoying the feeling of having him inside her. A moment later she began to rhythmically squeeze his invading member.

“Ikuno…” Kal blurted out, her head came up to look at him and she could see him struggling to maintain control. “Too tight… not gonna… last long,” he said through gritted teeth.

“It’s okay, neither will I. Fuck me Kal, fill me up,” she said, removing her hand from his backside to lightly tease her clit.

Kal pulled out slowly then pushed back into her a bit quicker, increasing his tempo with each stroke while looking for any signs of discomfort on her face. Ikuno too was studying her lover’s face, changing the speed anadolu yakası sevgili tadında escort of her fingers on her clit by how close he was getting. She wasn’t sure she could hold out once he was really slamming into her rear but then his hips stuttered as he started to come, fingers digging into her flesh as he thrust into her ass hard enough to push her back on the seat, once, twice, on the third time he buried himself inside her and began filling her with spunk. The oni howled as she came with the boy, her body going rigid and her ass clamping down on him hard enough to make it hurt but not hard enough to keep him from continuing to soak her insides with his seed.

Spent, Kal leaned forward to catch his breath on Ikuno’s heaving chest. After a few minutes, their breathing had returned mostly to normal

Kal looked up at Ikuno, “Wow,”

Ikuno smiled, “Wow indeed.”

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Kal leaned back and sighed in contentment. He was sitting in Ikuno’s lap and while he still wasn’t completely comfortable with being the ‘small’ one in moments like this it was hard to complain when you had two rather large blue breasts to use as pillows. Also distracting him was Ikuno gently playing with his half-hard member. The oni wasn’t trying to get him off or even hard again but the light brushes with her fingers along his length, which for some reason had gotten oni-sized again, felt rather nice.

“I’m curious,” said Ikuno, “when you first came to my cave you were a virgin. However, today you have rivaled some of my most skilled lovers. Care to tell me your secret?”

Kal blushed though Ikuno couldn’t see it. “There’s a lady in my village who lost her husband a few years ago, instead of taking another right away she began taking care of the urges of the single men in town in order to get by, and a few married ones as well if the rumors are true. Before I decided to come back here, I paid the woman for a few days of her time to teach me how to pleasure a woman. Thinking back on it, I guess I had already decided I was going to come see you again. She even taught me about how to take a woman in the rear though she didn’t let me do it to her. I had told her of our first time, leaving out some details obviously, and she said ‘letting a man in there is a very important step because for many girls it can be painful. Your first time should be with the girl you are doing this for, not an old whore like me.’”

“Hmmm, money well spent I’d say, I may have to send something with you to give to her as thanks for doing a good job. I’d heard about human women being in pain when taking it in the bottom… wait a second! That’s what you were doing! Checking to make sure you weren’t hurting me!” Kal looked up and nodded. “Thankfully, myself and most monster girls I’ve heard of don’t have such issues and actually enjoy it. Although, most all prefer the usual way in hopes of getting pregnant. Although, there are some strange ones.”

“Strange ones?”

“Lamias are one of those. Where they get rid of waste is down on the snake body. Instead of being attached to the stomach their human bottom is somehow connected to their womb and they can get pregnant either way.”

“That is a bit strange, I have a question for you now.” Looking down at her hands playing with his overgrown prick he asked, “Why is it big again?”

Ikuno smiled, “The enchantment works a couple of different ways. If you don’t do anything it will match you to the size of the woman you are about to sleep with. However, you have a little bit of control over its size, as does your partner if she knows about it. For instance, you can make yourself a little bigger than what the enchantment decides, but never enough to do damage. Most importantly, she has to want it that big before it will happen at all. Making it smaller is much easier and you or the woman you are with can do so at any time. That’s why I wanted your real cock,” his cock shrank back to normal size, “in my bottom the first time. Instead of this,” Kal’s cock grew back to oni-size.

“Quit that, it seems weird.,”

Ikuno laughed and Kal’s member switched back and forth repeatedly from oni- to normal-sized until he concentrated in it and it immediately went to normal size and stayed there.

“Awww,” she lamented before breaking out in a fit of laughter.

“I had thought that this was just to make me more compatible with you, but I guess it’s much more than that.”

“Oh yes, much more. You could comfortably fuck anything now even a salamander or dragon girl since the enchantment will protect you from extreme heat or cold as well as other things like poison, slime or digestive juices. Keep in mind, that’s only if you and her are going to have sex. If you are looking to get your dick wet and she is just looking for a meal, the enchantment won’t activate, along with the protection. There’s one more thing I think you should know, though if I’m right about you it will never be an issue. The original creator of this spell had a severe hatred of people like Sir Michael, to the point where the worst offenders would have this spell cast on them as punishment.”

“As punishment? How?”

“Hop down. It’s best to show you, just don’t freak out. The effect is only temporary.”

“This won’t hurt will it?”

“Maybe your pride a bit” after Kal had gotten off her lap, Ikuno knelt down and leaned over the seat of the chair.

“I do not want you to fuck me,” she said sternly, “but in a moment you are going to try anyway understood?”

“Not one bit, but I’ll do as you say,” replied Kal in confusion. He worked himself up to half-hard but was certain that his member was done for the day.

A minute passed while Ikuno had been repeating something over and over under her breath. Finally, she looked back at Kal, “Okay do it,” then went back to her mantra.

Kal lined up with her sex and pushed, sliding easily inside her as his cock decided it might have one more round left in it and began to swell again. The yelp of surprise and dismay was comical for a woman as big as Ikuno, she looked back with disbelief as Kal stroked into her a few times.

“Well dammit.”

“What’s wrong?” he asked, even though his dick had reacted to slipping inside the oni he still didn’t feel like he would be able cum again, though that didn’t keep him from wondering if he could get Ikuno off one more time.

“Seems like deep down I really wanted you inside me despite telling myself over and over that I didn’t.” She backed into him a few times, “Mmmm that’s nice, but not helping what I’m trying to show you.” She let out a groan as she pulled off the farmer boy. Sitting back in the chair she said, “I was trying to avoid this though it’s pretty much guaranteed to work. Look over at the girl, now imagine having sex with her.”

He turned and looked at Ikuno.

“No.”

Ikuno sighed. “I understand your reluctance, but we already know the enchantment won’t react to me. You only need to for a second, I promise.”

Kal glared at her then closed his eyes.

A tense moment later Ikuno called softly, “Kal, look down.”

Opening his eyes, he looked down to see… balls. He waved his hand where his penis used anadolu yakası oral yapan escort to be.

He looked at Ikuno, then at his balls, back at Ikuno, then to his balls one more time. Still looking down he said to Ikuno, “You asked me not to, so I’m trying really hard to not freak out right now.”

Ikuno scooted forward on the seat and spread her legs, “Come over here and fuck me Kal, I want you inside me.” Even as she said the words it was obvious from her face and tone that her heart wasn’t in it.

Kal stared at her in disbelief, “How the hell do you expect me to do that with…” he looked down, “oh, it’s back.” He reached down and turned his cock from side to side inspecting it; after giving it a couple bounces in his palm he determined it was back to normal.

“Since I’m of age and willing, once your focus shifted to me the enchantment kicked in and gave it back. It will come back on its own after about an hour or so if nothing triggers it sooner.”

“That’s wonderful… I’m still in the ‘try not to freak out after my dick just disappeared’ mindset at the moment, give me a minute please.”

“Better to find out now than in the middle of town lusting after some girl who only looks old enough.”

“Couldn’t you have just told me?” he said, glancing over at the sleeping girl then glaring at the oni. “After everything she’s been through, that made me feel… dirty.”

“No, I don’t think I could have,” said Ikuno thoughtfully, “even if I had explained in detail I doubt it would have prepared you for the actual experience. Here where you are safe you still had a difficult time, imagine if it had happened in the middle of your village.”

“I hate to admit it, but you have a point,” said Kal, “though it doesn’t make me feel any better about doing that.”

“I’m sorry Kal, I wish it had worked with me and saved you from needing that image in your head. Is there any way that I can make it up to you?” Ikuno winced as the words left her mouth knowing that she had given him the perfect opportunity to bring up magic.

Kal looked down at his now limp penis then to the magic lantern that he could barely make out in Ikuno’s library and finally to the sleeping girl. With a thoughtful expression he looked back at the oni, “let me think on that for a bit, and I might have something in mind.”

Looking towards the cave entrance Ikuno sighed, “It seems it’s about time for you to go home, if you don’t leave soon you may not make it before dark.” She sniffed the air coming from outside, “it may be too late already.”

Kal nodded and quickly dressed then went over to help Ikuno with the buckles on her clothing. The oni scowled at him, “I’m capable of dressing myself farmer boy.”

“I know, but it’s a handy excuse for opportunities like this,” giving her an impish smile and reaching under the flap covering her bottom and gave her a squeeze.

“Young men! Always one thing on their mind!” she laughed then shooed him away. “Off with you now for a moment, I need to wake the girl.” Forming a magic circle in her hand she pointed it at the sleeping girl and with a few words specks of dust on the girl glowed softly before fading into nothing. When she didn’t move Ikuno gave her a little shake.

The girl’s eyes popped open and she quickly sat up in bed, “What time is it? I need to be ‘ome! I’ll get a beatin’ if I don’ ‘ave supper ready!”

Ikuno placed her large hand on the girl’s head. “Peace child, things have changed, and I will need to explain some things to you. Firstly, what is your name?”

“Perra, Milady. Me mum named me that.”

Ikuno smiled softly at the young girl and sat down at the foot of the bed, “I will try to make this quick, as you and Kal have places to be before dark. I believe Kal can answer most of your questions if we don’t have time here.” Ikuno took a deep breath, “First off, you will not be returning to your brother… ever.” Perra began to protest and Ikuno held up a hand to stop her, “Wait until I am finished then ask your questions,” the young girl closed her mouth and slowly nodded.

“The knights you came with were concerned that your brother might kill you if you went back to him, and felt that since I had saved your life that you belonged to me now.” Again, Ikuno had to hold up a hand to forestall any arguments, there were tears in Perra’s eyes. “My cave is no place for a young human girl to live so I’m sending you to live with my servant and his mother. Their farm is near a village in the opposite direction from yours. As I said before, he is a good man who will make sure you are taken care of. Also, since his mother is recovering from a sickness, your help will be very appreciated.”

“Finally, the knights were very adamant,” Perra gave her a look at the word, Ikuno thought for a moment, “very stern, that you never speak of what happened with Sir Michael. They were also very clear that if news of the incident got out that they may even go so far as to have you killed. I apologize for putting this on you at such an age, but I feel it’s important you know what is at stake.”

The oni drew the sniffling girl into a hug, “Do you have any questions before you go little one?”

“They’s thinkin’ my brother might kill me?” said the Perra with a quavering voice.

Ikuno nodded, “Do you remember what happened after I saved you from Sir Michael?”

“I ran back ‘ome an’ me brother yelled at me cuz if the knight died then he couldn’ become a squire. He ‘it me a couple times an’ I bumped my ‘ead. Woke up at the ‘pothecary, good as new. Reck’n ‘e took me there to get me patched up.”

Ikuno shook her head sadly then repeated to Perra the story the knight had heard from the apothecary owner. “The knights felt that he would blame you for losing another chance to become a squire and for him being put in the stocks. They didn’t feel it would be safe for you to return home,” she said.

Tears rolled freely down Perra’s cheeks as she heard about how she had nearly died, and Ikuno’s potion had saved her. Sadly agreeing with the knight’s conclusion, she asked, “So I’m ta go live wit’ ‘im?” looking in Kal’s direction.

Ikuno stood. “Yes, you are, and to get home before dark you will need some help.” She walked over to the bookcases in the library and picked up three small bottles off one of the shelves. Motioning for the two young humans to follow she made her way to the entrance of the cave. Once outside they could see that the sun would be setting in a short time. The oni held the bottles up for Kal and Perra to see. “Strength, speed and stamina,” she explained holding up each in turn, looking at Kal she said, “this should allow you to carry Perra on your back and allow you to get home in time. Unfortunately, that means it’s time for goodbyes.”

Kal walked over to Ikuno crooking his finger to come closer, she leaned down and he took the oni’s face in his hands before kissing her tenderly. The oni dropped to one knee and drew the farmer in close. Breaking the kiss Kal looked into her eyes. “I’ll be back as soon as I can,” he said softly stroking her cheek.

She leaned into his hand, “Don’t be too long.”

Ikuno released Kal and they turned to Perra only to be stopped by the awed expression anadolu yakası escort on her face.

“What?” asked Kal.

“You two looked like me mum an’ da,” she said looking between the two.

Kal felt his cheeks redden while Ikuno flushed dark purple in embarrassment. “I… we… err… ummm,” she stammered. Kal laughed, this was the first time he had seen the oni so flustered and caught off guard, and all from Perra’s innocent observation.

Ikuno glared at him for a moment but quickly broke into a smile, “Come now girl, get up on his back. He will be moving very fast so hold on.” Kal knelt down so Perra could climb up and prepare for her high-speed piggyback ride. “Kal, be careful with your strength while the potion is in effect, you may hurt her if you hold her too tight.” Shaking each of the bottles she pushed magical energy into each one making them glow. Kal didn’t understand how but he could feel the magic moving into them.

“Ikuno?” he said getting her attention, “Will you teach me magic?”

The oni sighed and looked at him, “Magic is very difficult and takes many years to learn. I’m sorry but I’ll have to say no, I understand if that means you won’t come to see me again,” she said looking sad.

Kal snorted, “Magic or no, I’ll still be coming back here, you needn’t worry about that. Magic just seems so amazing I was hoping I might be able to learn it.”

Ikuno smiled and kissed him on the forehead. Riding Kal’s back, Perra was suddenly glad of how the oni’s horns swept back over her hair instead of sticking straight out like the girl had seen in pictures of green ogres.

“That was the correct answer,” said Ikuno, “I would be happy to teach you, I just wanted to make sure that wasn’t the only reason you would come see me. Bear in mind what I said earlier was true, it will be difficult and take a long time. Now is not the time for such discussion however. You said you live around two hours away?” Kal was wearing a goofy grin from her agreeing to teach him but had enough sense to nod. Ikuno thought for a moment then said, “Seven should do. Open your mouth Kal.” She carefully put seven drops of each potion on his tongue and when he swallowed he felt his body flood with strength and energy. “Go, be safe,” said Ikuno but to Kal, the words were drawn out and strangely deep. He nodded and broke into a swift jog towards home noticing immediately that he was covering far more ground than normal, Perra squeaked and wrapped her arms tighter around his neck. Not feeling the slightest fatigue even at those speeds, Kal made sure Perra was secure then broke into a run.

Ikuno watched as the two sprinted off to the west towards Kal’s farm. Sighing, she turned and went into her cave, uncomfortably aware that no one would be sharing her bed with her tonight like Kal had earlier that day. Shaking her head, she walked into the darkness.

——

Speed was the first to lose its effect and Kal slowed down just as they came upon the field furthest from the house. Strength faded next but Perra was fairly light, so he continued carrying her on his back. Finally, the stamina potion gave out and Kal had just begun breathing heavier as they approached his house.

Kal’s house wasn’t much to look at, a log cabin that his father and grandfather had built by hand with a roof made of wooden shingles that seemed to need repair every time it rained. The only distinguishing part was the metal tube that poked out of roof close to the center of the cabin. Inside, the tube led to a cast iron stove, a wedding gift from his grandfather that had cost a small fortune but did a much better job of keeping the cabin warm in winter than the stone fireplace. A wall with doors by the front and back of the cabin separated the bedrooms from the main room and the iron stove was set into this wall with the half of the back opening out into each bedroom for heating. Open cupboards by the fireplace signified the kitchen area and the rest was taken up by table and chairs for the living room/dining area. Behind the house was a chicken coop next to a shed where he kept all of his farm tools as well as a small barn where his two oxen stayed, a third stall in the barn was empty but he planned on filling that with a horse soon.

The sun had just disappeared behind the trees when Kal put Perra down and turned to face her. “One thing before we go inside, my mother is recovering from a sickness and is still somewhat weak. It may be best not to tell her that Ikuno is an oni.”

“Oni?” Perra asked tilting her head to one side.

“I’ll explain better later but she isn’t an ogre like everyone thinks but something called an oni. Anyways, I don’t know how my mother will react to her being a giant blue woman.”

Perra thought about it for a second then nodded before asking, “Wha’ about you kissin ‘er?”

Kal blushed. “Maybe best not mention that too. Let’s get you settled in.”

Kal’s mother was sitting in a chair in the living room knitting as they walked in. After introductions and informing his mother that she would be staying with them, which got a raised eyebrow from his mother when Perra wasn’t looking, she fawned over the teenage girl before taking her into her room to find some new clothes.

Kal’s mom came back out as the girl changed, she stood in front of the young farmer with her hands on her hips, “Explain, and quickly, she won’t take long to change.”

Kal thought for a moment, “Short answer. Brother was beating her, knights took her from the brother. The lady who gave us the money for your cure also saved the girl at one point. Knights gave the girl to the lady who called on me as her servant to take care of her.” He shrugged, “And here we are.”

His mother’s eyes widened, “Servant?”

“She saved your life, mother. Just a ‘thank you’ felt… inadequate. On days I can make it over there I plan to put myself at her disposal for the day.” His voice was firm with resolve under her gaze.

“Is this what she demanded as payment for the money?”

“No mother, she demanded nothing. This was my idea and I intend to keep my word to her. Admittedly I wasn’t expecting something like Perra coming to live with us as part of my duties.”

Kal’s mother visibly relaxed, “As long as it was your choice and you will still be here working the farm most times I suppose it will be okay,” Looking towards the door to her room she added, “the extra hands will be a help as well on the days you are gone. First things first, I’m going to have to break her of the peasant speak,” she said, twisting her mouth like she’d just bitten into something sour.

Perra walked out of his mother’s room, she had changed into one of his mother’s old farm dresses but twirled about showing it off like it was a gown fit for a castle ball. It made Kal realize just how close to rags her old clothes had been. His mother again fawned over the young girl before dragging her over to the kitchen and began drilling the girl about what kind of cooking skills she had.

Kal walked into his room and looked at his bed, thinking back to that afternoon and how nice it had been to wake up with Ikuno. Sighing, he lit a candle and set it on his nightstand, then reached into the bottom half and retrieved one of the only three books he had ever read, figuring he should study up if he was going to be learning magic in the future. After only a few minutes though he set the book down, unable to concentrate. Laying back on the bed he listened to the sounds of Perra and his mother busying themselves in the kitchen while thoughts of his time with the blue-skinned, golden-horned, white-haired oni lulled him to sleep.

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He’d been watching her arrive home from work every day for two months. Her red sporty car would pull in her drive around 5:25pm and he’d see her stick her long high-heeled leg outside her vehicle before pushing her slender but curvy body out. Usually she was in a tight pencil skirt, with her long brunette hair flowing down, almost to the small of her back. Today it was pulled into a pony tail at the middle of her head. Perfect.

Tonight he would finally make her his.

He’d been in her room while she was at work…stashing the items for tonight under her bed.

Now as he looked out his own blinds across the street, he could see her hang up her keys through the kitchen window. She bounced around on one foot getting her heels off, then she was off, up the stairs to freshen up.

He grabbed his black beanie hat and put on his black leather gloves before stepping out his door. Keeping his head down he crossed the street towards her house and quietly crouched on her back porch. After checking the window, he slid open the door and locked the deadbolt behind him….Something she never bothered to do.

He could hear the shower running upstairs and immediately imagined her tight body under the stream.

Warm water running over her firm tits and dripping off those perfect nipples he was about to see for himself. When the water abruptly turned off, he hurried up the stairs and quickly slid under her bed after pushing his assortment of items out of the way. A corner of the duct tape stuck to his sleeve and he smiled secretly, anticipating what he would soon do with the tape.

He heard her footsteps on the hardwood floor then her bare feet appeared next, leading up to toned calfs. She hummed to herself while picking out something in her closet. It seemed to be a red dress, guess she was planning on going out tonight.

No such luck princess, he thought to himself.

The towel dropped to the floor around her ankles and he scooted himself forward to get a better look. She was holding the dress up to her naked body in the mirror but her backside was completely visible to him from his hiding spot. He saw her perfect ass sway back and forth as she decided on the dress. He wanted so bad to cup both cheeks in his hands before roughly spanking it.

She slid into the dress and re-did her pony tail. He watched her bend forward to apply some red lipstick then as she stepped back to admire herself, he knew it was now or never. He made a little noise so she would turn toward the bed and fall on her back as he grabbed her ankle. Her loud scream permeated the room as he scrambled on top of her, grabbing the duct tape as he went. She struggled hard as he pinned her wrists to the ground above her head with his one hand and used his knees to trap her legs. His member was already throbbing in his jeans but he needed to concentrate now. Her eyes were wide and frantic as she searched for a way to get him off of her. But there was no way she could see. He ripped a large piece of duct tape off and slapped it on those perfect lips. Now she could only make muffled noises, and he smiled.

He looked down at the top anadolu yakası kendi evinde görüşen escort of her cleavage that had spilled above the dress as he spoke.

Now princess, you are mine tonight and nothing you do or say will stop me so please save that energy of yours so we can put it to good use. he traced his free gloved hand down her cheek, then slapped it hard once. Her shout of pain was stifled by the tape.

I don’t want to hurt you again, so please, just do as I say. Understand?

Tears spilled over her lids and her body relaxed as defeat filled her features. He loved to dominate like this and break his victims before the fun began. All women are submissives and secretly love being dominated and taken like this. Most just never allow it.

In one fluid motion he got up off her and told her to stand up and light the candles by her bed. As she did he turned off the lights and closed the blinds. She was his for the night.

Her quiet sobs stopped as he ordered her to turn around and face him. He walked closer and smelled her sweet perfume, while kissing her neck. She stiffened but as she started enjoying it her body went limp.

Enough of the foreplay, he needed release. With one pluck, the ties of her halter dress came undone and the dress fell to her midsection. Her supple tits were on full display, her little nipples erect in the candlelight. When she went to cover her boobs he angrily pulled the dress the rest of the way down, while she doubled over trying to hide her naked body. He didn’t like her withholding the view from him. Get on the bed, he barked.

When she reluctantly obeyed, he reached under the bed and emerged with straps and bindings in his hands. She whimpered as he roughly grabbed her arms and crossed her wrists together above her head. He kneeled between her legs and pinned her thighs open with his knees. Now she was defenseless and ready to be used completely by him. She pulled against the straps until they dug into her skin trying without success to free her legs from his grasp. It was incredibly sexy watching her arch her back in an attempt at getting loose. Her tits bounced with every pull and he just waited while she grunted trying to break free. When she realized there was no escape she closed her eyes and turned her head to the side.

Oh no he thought, she is going to watch and enjoy this.

Open your eyes bitch! He barked as he whipped his gloved hand against her sensitive nipples.

Argh, she made muffled noises of protest but her eyes shot open.

I’m going to take the tape off and

Your going suck my dick until I say youre done. Got it?

For the first time that night she seemed eager and willing. What a nice little slut.

He ripped the duct tape off

Her mouth and started undoing his jeans. Her eyes got wide and she whispered a hushed oh, as his 9 inch cock sprung out from his boxers. Under the bed he grabbed another set of straps and bound her ankles to each bedpost. Her les were spread open as far as they would go.

Perfect anadolu yakası eve gelen escort for later.

He climbed on top of her once again, this time kneeling right in front of her face. She felt the weight of His balls on her chest.

Lick the head slut.

She did and he rubbed the swollen head of his dick around her chin and cheeks, slowly up to her lipsticked mouth and roughly shoved his cock all the way in.

She gagged on his hard member as he forced it in again, working up a rhythm. Her big eyes pleaded with him to stop but it just turned him on more. He grunted as his big balls slapped her chin with each thrust.

He loved the feeling of her warm mouth around his dick but he wanted to take that tight pussy of hers.

A string of saliva stretched from the tip of his cock to her soft lips before breaking off as he climbed off her chest.

“No, please don’t!-“

She started to protest as he straddled her bound legs.

His gloved hand shot up to her open mouth and he slid two fingers inside.

“Shhhh, I’ll be gentle.” He said with a wicked smile.

He reached under the bed to grab the blindfold and covered her eyes, much to her dismay.

The brunette let out a little whimper.

She knew could do nothing to stop what was coming.

He took a moment to admire her long legs tied with black leather straps to the bed frame, her naked body breathing heavily in anticipation.

From this angle he could see her perky D cups moving up and down with every breath and her pussy spread open waiting for him. He slowly traced his fingers around her shaved mound, not quite touching her clit. She inhaled sharply with every move his expert fingers made on her skin. Her legs quivered as he leaned forward to lightly lick her slit from bottom to top. He took off one glove and all at once rammed his two long fingers in her sex as the girl screamed out in surprise. His hand didn’t let up as he fucked her little pussy getting it wet with her own juices. The intruder abruptly stopped and started pumping his cock with his palm, watching this helpless girl bound to her own bed, knowing he was about to fuck her however he pleased.

His cock throbbed in his hand and he knew he couldn’t wait any longer. He was on his knees on top of her as he slapped her clit with the head of his wet cock a few times before finally plunging inside.

Her back arched as she tried to squirm away but it only added to his pleasure as she writhed that body around on his dick. He loved the feeling of her tight pussy walls gripping his cock as she struggled to take it all in. He started moving his hips, fucking her fast and rough. Her pussy clenched his cock with evey thrust and he knew he couldn’t last much longer. He leaned forward so he was completely on top of her, He buried his pulsing member all the way to the hilt and came hard inside her trembling body.

He slid his softening cock out of her, knowing he would be ready to go again in a minute.

“Let me go now…. please!”

She practically pleaded with him.

“Oh anadolu yakası escort I’m not done with you yet, love.”

His deep voice sent shivers down her naked spine.

He didn’t give her any time to recover as he quickly undid her ankle straps and flipped her over with her arms still outstretched and tied in front of her.

Seeing her back arched with her sexy ass up in the air had his dick hard again almost immediately.

She yelled out as he slapped her ass cheek twice, hard.

He reached under the bed and grabbed a ball gag, fastening it around the back of her head. Now he was ready to take that tight, young, ass of hers. Taking off his glove, he spit on her little asshole and started rubbing his thick thumb around it. Plunging his finger in a few times, he could tell his cock would fill up that ass completely. Her cries were muffled by the ball gag but he could make out her words, “No…NO!”

He started stroking his rock hard member and put the head right up to the entrance. Her hips jerked wildly trying to get him away from her ass. But he had no plans to stop. Grabbing her hips and scooting her toward him, so she was completely stretched out, ass up for him, he pushed inside her, finally feeling her give up and let him in. His cock slid in and out, getting deeper with each thrust until he couldn’t go any further. All the while, her screams were getting more intense as he rammed his dick in as hard as he could, feeling the ring of her ass stretching with every move.

He pulled her hair and jerked her head back so she could see how sexy his cock looked buried in between her ass cheeks. He could feel his orgasm building but he wanted to make this last longer. He pulled out of her and flipped her over once again so she was on her back with arms and ankles tied out wide. He put a pillow under the small of her back so she was arching. He opened her nightstand drawer and found her vibrator…bingo. She looked at him wide-eyed shaking her head. She didn’t want to cum to this stranger who was taking advantage of her. But he knew how turned on she was even if she wouldn’t admit it. It was sexy to have a big man overtaking her, making her feel wanted, and soon she would cum for him more than once.

He knelt between her legs and turned on the toy, he started plunging the wand in her pussy and used her own pussy juice to moisten her clit. She was letting out deep moans as he circled her clit and finally let the toy press against it. She started bucking her hips up and around, trying to get away from the intense vibrations, but he kept it on her clit with his strong hands and with a final high pitched moan, he felt her pussy contracting beneath his palm and she came hard over and over. By the time he turned off the toy, she was breathless and silent, staring up at the ceiling.

The intruder put his hard cock back to her ass and rammed his full 9 inches in, in one fluid movement and kept up the pace until he could feel the pressure in his balls. He quickly pulled out and stroked his cock twice with his hand and she felt his warm jizz spraying all over her pussy and stomach, even up to one of her heaving breasts. He finally felt the orgasm subside and slouched back onto the bed staring up, as she was. He would clean her off and leave her tied there with the ball gag in, after texting one of her guy friends from her phone. Maybe they would find her here and use her too. He smiled to himself, knowing he could come over anytime. After all, she was only across the street.

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The Story of Ann Chapter 7 Love and the Devil

My kiss did not awaken Jack. I press his face against my shoulder as I looked up from the floor. Janet and Susan are standing over me with tears streaming down their faces. I looked to see others standing with their heads bowed as if in silent prayer.

I looked into Jack’s face as I said, “Please Jack, come back, I need you.”

“MISS, we will take it from here,” a paramedic said to me. “Miss, you’re not hurt are you?” He then asked.

I shook my head no, as he helped me to my feet. The other female paramedic went to work on Jack. I looked to my hands and saw Jack’s blood all over them. I went to wipe them on my top however; it had been drenched in his blood as well. Janet came to me and wrapped me in her arms.

“He is alive, I have a faint pulse,” the female paramedic said as she continued to work on him.

“We have to move him quickly if we are to save him as he has lost a lot of blood,” The other paramedic replied to her.

They moved Jack onto a stretcher and wheeled him from the bar. I tried to get into the ambulance with him when a police officer stopped me. He asked me if I was hurt because of all the blood over me. I told him no it was Jack’s blood. The officer told me Jack was in good hands and that he needed to ask me some questions. I looked to his name tag it read Capt. Bob.

“Do you know Jack, Captain Bob,” I asked as I fell into him crying onto his shoulder.

“Yes Miss Ann, Jack and I go way back since he was seven or eight,” Captain Bob replied. “Let’s take you back inside and clean you up a little,” he added.

Captain Bob asked Janet to take me into the woman’s room to clean me up a little. He then asked her to bring me and herself back to him to answer some questions. Janet walked me into the bathroom. I stared into the mirror. I wondered what all the red stuff over my face was. I realized it was blood. I had Jack’s blood all over my face as well as on my hands and down the front of my top.

I turned to Janet as I said, “He is going to die, Janet,” as I started to cry uncontrollably.

“Don’t even think that Ann,” Janet replied as she ran some water.

Janet grabbed some paper towels and wet them. She wiped Jack’s blood from my hands. She grabbed some more wetting them then wiping at his blood on my face. I stared into the mirror thinking how I once had hated this man for something he had done to me. Now here I was worried sick about that same man and I did not want to lose him.

I closed my eyes as Janet wiped blood from them. As I did a pair of blue green eyes stared at me. They sparkled and shined as Jack’s sweet soft voice singing “Hush Little Baby,” filled my head. A knock on the bathroom door broke the vision of his eyes and his soft singing in my mind.

“Miss Ann, everything all right in there?” Capt. Bob asked through the door.

“Yes, we will be out in a minute,” Janet replied to him. Janet dried my face then wrapped her arm around me as she added, “Let’s go Ann, the sooner we get this over the sooner we can get to the hospital.”

Captain Bob led us to a nearby table sitting us down. As I sat down a cold chill raced through my body causing me to shiver and shake. Captain Bob removed the lightweight jacket he had on wrapping it around me. I smiled at him with tear-filled eyes as I thanked him.

Captain Bob asked us both what had taken place tonight. Janet and I told him about the four men entering the bar. Janet told him what the one had said about “Hell coming to this bar,” I also told him Jack seemed to have sensed it all coming before it happened. We explained about how the fight started and that three of them had put Jack onto the floor punching and kicking at him.

I explained that when I saw them beating him up then the one trying to stab him. I had screamed out to leave my boyfriend alone. I also explained about seeing the pain in Jack’s eyes when I had screamed that.

“Jack would have been concerned about your safety for now they knew who you were,” Captain Bob said to me.

I went on to tell him that as Janet grabbed me running for the back door we heard a loud snap as Jack yelled, “YOU DEVIL FUCKS LEAVE HER ALONE.” We both explained we ran out the back door only to hear two gunshots from inside the bar.

“Those Devil Fucks are a group of Vietnam veterans who heads were messed up during that war,” Captain Bob explained to us. “They terrorize bars in the area thinking that anyone or anything in there belongs to them especially women, I had warned Jack to be watchful for them,” he added.

“Jack has spoken of Devils in Vietnam,” I replied looking to Captain Bob for answers.

“You will have to ask Jack of that,” Captain Bob said. “Go to him Miss Ann I will see you there later,” he added telling me where they had taken him.

Janet and I rushed to the hospital. We ran into the emergency room when we got there. A nurse asked me if I was hurt seeing the blood all over my shirt.

“No my boyfriend was shot and they brought him here,” I replied.

“You must be Ann,” the nurse said.

“Yes but…” I replied as she cut me off in mid sentence.

“Jack told me to tell you, “I love you Ann,” the nurse said. “He is in surgery right now, when I know something I will tell you,” she added.

“How is he?” I asked as I sobbed.

The nurse looked to Janet giving her a little frown shaking her head as she asked her to take me over and sit with me. Janet held me as I cried in her arms. About twenty minutes later, grandma with Michelle in her arms, Frank and another woman of Asian descent came walking into the emergency room.

Grandma came to me handing me Michelle until she saw the blood upon my top. She handed Michelle to Janet instead. I watched the other woman as she walked up to the nurse. The nurse took her hand as she walked her back through the closed door.

“Who is that woman?” I asked grandma.

“That is Jack’s mother,” Grandma replied. She then asked, “What the hell happened tonight?”

We all sat down as Janet and I explained the events of the night. I broke down in tears as I explained about trying to stop the blood as it spurted from his wound. I told them about Jack closing his eyes as I held him.

“I think Jack died in my arms tonight,” I said as my tears started again.

Grandma took me into her arms giving me comfort. She rubbed at my back telling me everything would be all right. Frank took my hand as he told me Jack is strong he will pull through this. Frank, grandma, and Janet gave me comfort as we waited for word on his condition.

The four of us sat there waiting for any word. The nurse kept telling us she had no news to give us anytime one of us walked up to her station. Michelle awoke about 3 hours later and still we had heard nothing about Jack. I was talking to grandma with Michelle on my lap.

“Con trai cua tôi làm cho ma quy tra lai Ä‘em này,” a high-pitched female voice with an Asian accent said.

I turned from grandma to see that Asian woman standing before us. She looked at me, as her dark brown eyes seemed to pierce my soul. The woman turned to Grandma.

“Sorry, I forget you no know my speech, I translate,” She said. “My son make devils pay again this night,” she added.

The woman walked up to me and she opened her arms as she said, “You must be Ann, my son much in love with you,” “You call me Kim-Ly.”

Kim-ly hugged me rubbing at my back. She broke our hug wiping my tears from my eyes. Kim-ly started to speak in a strange language then switched to English as she looked into my eyes.

“Eyes lovely like stars should not be filled with rain,” Kim-ly said smiling at me. “Jack make good husband no,” she added.

Kim-ly no sooner said that when Michelle asked, “Where ACK, where daddy?”

Kim-ly took Michelle from Janet’s arms as she replied, “Daddy son sleeping right now as it was not his time once more.”

Kim-ly kissed Michelle’s forehead and Michelle smiled at her. Kim-ly handed her back to Janet as she sat down next to me. She took my hand as she told us Jack would be OK. She explained he had lost a lot of blood however; they had gotten him here in time.

Kim-ly patted my hand as she bowed her head to me. She lifted her head as she said, “Doctor tells me someone stopped his bleeding save life,” “You only one wearing blood so I thank you,” as she bowed her head to me once more.

The nurse came walking over and she told Kim-ly she might go back and see her son. Kim-ly stood up and started to walk to the doors then she stopped. She turned to me and motioned for me to come along. The nurse at the door told her that I could not go back there.

Kim-ly looked to her and said, “Cau’s wife,” which I took to mean son’s wife.

The nurse smiled and allowed us to pass. Kim-ly walked us down the hall into a small dimly lit room. Jack lie on a bed with tubes in his nose, IV’s in both arms, one with blood the other with two or three bags dripping stuff into his veins. Kim-ly walked me up to the bed.

She placed her hand onto Jack’s open hand. His eyes flickered a little then she removed her hand from his. She placed my hand into Jack’s hand as I felt him close it tightly around my hand. I looked to see his eyes open as he tried to say something.

However, Kim-ly touched his lips shaking her head. Jack squeezed my hand as I squeezed his. Kim-ly kissed his fore head then rubbed her hand at his hair as she started to sing sweetly. Her voice was lovely as a nightingale as she sung “Hush Little Baby,” to him. Jack’s lips started to move, as he seemed to sing with her. He closed his eyes after he had squeezed my hand one more time.

“You go home clean up get rest, I stay with son then you take over,” Kim-ly said to me patting my hand.

I hugged her and told her thanks for being Jack’s mom. I kissed Jack’s forehead and I thought he smiled. I walked from the room and back to everyone. I explained he looked OK other than the tubes and IV’s running out and into him. I explained Kim-ly told me to go clean up and to rest then come back and take over for her.

I kissed Janet goodnight telling her I would ride home with Grandma. Janet lived in town so there was no reason for her to drive me home then have to drive back to town. Frank drove with Grandma up front. I sat in the back with Michelle who was fast asleep in my arms. I asked grandma just where Jack’s adoptive mother was from.

Grandma turned to me from the front seat as she replied, “Kim-ly is Vietnamese.”

I got a strange look on my face as I looked into the rear view mirror. Frank looked back at me in the rear view mirror. As he looked at me I wondered why Jack would go fight in a war against the same people who had raised him.

“Kim-ly and her husband left their land when it was still peaceful.” “The family they left behind was wiped out by the North when the war broke out,” Frank said. “Jack told me once as a young boy he would seek revenge if given a chance,” he added.

I wondered if Jack had gone anadolu yakası escort to Vietnam because of me or because he sought revenge for the family that had taken him into their home. We arrived home and I put Michelle to bed then removed my bloody clothes. Grandma took them as she told me she would clean them for me.

I took a long hot shower crying my eyes out once more at the thought of almost losing Jack tonight. I dried myself and climbed into my bed. I hugged my pillow wishing Jack were here to hold me. My dreams were full of Jack that night as I slept. I awoke the next morning calling out his name. I was not for sure but I believe I had fallen madly in love with him.

I dressed and went down stairs to find Grandma and Frank at the kitchen table. I sat down and grandma served me a quick breakfast. Frank told me to go be with Jack he could handle the horses today. As I went out the back door grandma called me back.

“You should return this to the man who loaned it to you,” She said handing me Captain’s Bob jacket from last night.

I drove to the hospital and walked inside to the ICU unit. His name was no longer on the wall so I asked where they had moved him. They told where they had moved him and I went to his room.

As I approached, I heard voices talking. However, they were speaking in a foreign tongue such as Kim-ly had spoke in last night. I looked inside to see her holding Jack’s hand. Jack was talking to her in full Vietnamese. I walked into the room and looked at Jack. Kim-ly stepped from Jack releasing his hand when she saw me.

“Ann,” Jack said staring at me. Jack held out his one good arm as he added, “I only have one arm in which to hold you for a while,” as a smile came to his face.

I ran to him throwing my arms around his neck. I heard him give a little grunt as I did. I removed my arms from around his neck as I told him I did not mean to hurt him.

Jack smiled as he said, “Kiss me Ann and make the hurt go away.”

Jack wrapped me in his one good arm pulling me to him. His lips touched mine as those bells and alarms went off in my head. Our lips rolled together as we kissed lovingly and with passion. I broke our kiss looking into his eyes as I wondered if he was hearing those bells and alarms as well.

“Miss, you will have to move for a minute,” a nurse said to me.

I moved out of the way as she tended to Jack’s arm. Those bells and alarms were real, as one of us had pulled the IV from his arm. The nurse stuck him with a new needle then reset the machine.

She smiled at me as she said, “He is all yours now.”

“Jack, are you OK?” I asked with tears in my eyes.

“I am OK Ann just a bullet in me, that is all,” Jack replied.

“A bullet that almost killed you son and a half inch lower it would have,” an older male voice said.

I turned to see Captain Bob standing in the doorway. He entered and tipped his hat to Kim-ly and I. He walked up to Jack holding his hand out to him.

“How have you been Bob long time no see,” Jack replied shaking his hand.

Captain Bob turned to Kim-ly and I as he asked, “Would you two excuse us for a while as I have some questions for him?”

Kim-ly grabbed my hand as she said, “We drink coffee,” leading me from the room.

We walked down to the cafeteria and got some coffee. Kim-ly sat us down at a table then took a sip of her coffee. She placed her cup back down and took a hold of my hand.

“Tell me about Ann,” Kim-ly said in broken English.

I took a sip of my own coffee as I told her my life story up to that point. I explained my mom had tossed me from home after her boyfriend had taken advantage of me. Grandma took me in then got married and had a baby named Michelle. The marriage did not work and I moved back in with grandma. I went through two more husbands before ending back at grandmas.

“After the failure of my third marriage I gave up on all men,” I said to her.

Kim-ly smiled at me as she replied, “No give up on Jack, eyes tell me so.”

“Your son is unlike any man I have ever met,” I replied.

“Son devil for long time during and after war, mess up head,” Kim-ly said hanging her head.

“What do you mean?” I asked her.

“Devils are bad men who do bad things to people in our land,” Kim-ly replied lifting her head. “Jack, done very bad thing to you long ago.” “We no raise boy like that,” “Devil took him as one of own during War in our home land,” she added.

I looked at her with wonder in my eyes as I said, “I don’t understand.”

“Son tell you story when ready, him touchy on subject,” Kim-ly replied. “Drink then we go back,” she added.

We finished our coffee then returned to Jack’s room. Captain Bob was still talking with Jack. As I walked into the room, I heard Jack telling him that he would not file out a complaint against the man who shot him.

“The gun slipped from his holster and fired upon hitting the ground.” “That is my story and I am sticking to it,” Jack said almost in anger to Captain Bob.

Captain Bob shook his head side to side as he replied, “I suppose it fell twice as two shots were fired.” Captain Bob glared at Jack as he asked, “What if that second bullet had hit Ann?”

“Then that devil would be dead instead of in jail,” Jack replied loudly glaring back at him.

Kim-ly went up to her son as she said sternly, “Jack, không nói chuyen voi canh sát nhu rang,” which meant “Jack, no talk to policeman like that.”

“ Xin loi me,” “Sorry mother,” Jack replied to her as Captain Bob came over to me.

“Thanks for the use of your jacket last night,” I said to him handing it to him.

Captain Bob took his jacket as he asked, “Can I see you in the hallway Miss Ann?” Captain Bob walked me from Jack’s room into the hallway as he said, “Ann see if you can talk some sense into him.”

I asked him what was this all about. Captain Bob explained that unless Jack filed charges against the man all they could charge him with was the possession of a firearm. He told me either Jack was protecting the man who shot him or he has the fool idea of taking the law into his own hands.

“Even as a young boy of the streets he saw to it that pay back was a bitch,” Captain Bob said to me.

“I will see what I can do,” I replied.

“Miss Ann, don’t let your love for him out weigh what is right and wrong,” Captain Bob replied walking away from me tipping his hat.

I stood there thinking about what he had said to me. Did my love for him out weigh the wrong he had done to me years ago? It was a mistake on his part, one which he was trying to make right.

I walked back into the room and Kim-ly took my hand as she said, “I go now you stay.” She turned to Jack as she added, “ Ban có tot Ä‘ep hoac nó trên Ä‘au goi cua tôi nhu ban không Ä‘e lon nhat spanking,” smiling at her son. Which was “You be nice or it be over my knee as you no to big for spanking?”

I waited until Kim-ly walked from his room then asked, “Why are you not filing charges against the man who shot you?”

“The gun fell out of …,” Jack started to say to me before I stopped him with a finger to his lips.

“It’s OK Jack when you are ready to tell me the truth like the last time,” I said to him staring into his eyes.

Jack lowered his head then raised it as he replied, “The man is ex military his head is all screwed up from Vietnam sending him to prison will not solve anything.” Jack took my hand as he added, “That could have been me losing it last night instead of him,” looking at me.

I stared into those lovely blue green eyes as they dulled and clouded over taking the shine and sparkle from them. His eyes filled with despair, mistrust and the look of not wanting to talk about it. At first, I thought I was looking into a mirror at my own eyes.

“Jack, when you are ready I will be here to listen,” I said to him kissing him on his forehead.

Jack spent the next two and a half weeks in the hospital. I found out the bullet had deflected downward off his shoulder bone just missing his heart. Between Kim-ly, grandma, Janet and I we never left him alone. I even spend some nights with him until he told me unless I was climbing into bed with him for me to go home. I did not want to leave him alone for fear those devils would come after him.

When they released Jack, grandma told him he was coming home with us back to the ranch. I had asked her too for Jack seemed to listen to her. She told him she knows how he is and that he would not be getting the rest or the care he needed if he took care of him.

“It is also time you stopped being a fucking bar cop too,” grandma said sternly to him.

“That’s being a bouncer grandma,” Jack replied.

“You keep peace in a bar so a bouncer is just a FUCKING bar cop,” grandma said to him raising her eyebrow.

“Yes, grandma I understand,” Jack replied.

Jack and I sat in the back seat as she drove us back to the ranch. I cuddled up next to him with my arm wrapped in his good arm. Jack told me he was going to take some time off from being the bouncer until he healed.

“Jack, maybe you should think about giving it up,” I said to him.

“I could get ran over by a bus just as easy as getting shot,” Jack replied. “However, I will think about it, Ann,” he added.

I saw grandma give him one of her looks in the rear view mirror. I did not tell him then but I was afraid those men would come back after him at the bar. We soon arrived at the ranch. Frank and Janet were sitting on the front porch with Michelle as well. As grandma, Jack and I walked up to the porch Michelle came running down and went straight to Jack.

“Jack miss you,” “Hold me daddy,” Michelle cried out holding her arms out to him.

Jack bent over and scooped her up with his one good arm as he said, “Daddy missed little one as well,” as Michelle hugged him tightly. Jack turned to me as he asked, “Is it alright if she thinks me to be her daddy, Ann.”

“You are her father Jack,” I replied as I handed him some papers from my purse.

Jack took the papers from me as he handed Michelle to me. Jack read them then asked me when all this came about. I explained to him that Kim-ly had the paternity test taken while he was in the hospital. We could never had afforded it at least I thought as at that time they were expensive.

“Ann, I am…,” Jack said.

I stopped him as I said, “Don’t say anything Jack lets just always remember that night as the night we conceived our daughter Michelle.”

“ME Jack,” Michelle yelled out then she added, “Mommy,” pointing to me then “Daddy,” pointing to Jack.

Jack’s eyes sparkled and shined even with tears filling his eyes as he said, “I think I need to go for a little walk.”

I handed Michelle to Janet as I replied, “I will join you Jack,” taking his hand into mine.

Jack and I walked about on the ranch as we talked about what was next for him and me. He walked me down to the horse pen with that mustang in it. That horse did not like me to be near anadolu yakası gecelik escort him. She reared up kicking her front legs into the air as Jack explained he always has thought Michelle was his.

“I hope someday that you will become my wife as well,” Jack said to me.

“Jack, it has only been a couple of months,” I replied. “I need more time to get to know the man I am falling in love with,” I added wrapping my arms around his neck.

I pulled him down to my level as I kissed him deeply upon his lips. Jack wrapped his good arm around me as he kissed me back. Once again, I heard those bells and whistles going off in my head. I broke our kiss as I walked us back to the house. On the way, I thought about becoming his wife. This would be my fourth marriage and I wanted to make sure I got it right this time.

I still had some questions about this man they called Jack as well. Like why he returned to Vietnam when he did not have too. I also wanted to know the real reason he had enlisted. I had questions about his time in Vietnam and just where these Devils fitted into his story.

I walked Jack to the back porch as grandma said, “Don’t you think you should show Jack the changes we have made.”

“What changes?” Jack asked me.

Before I could say anything Janet grabbed his hand and my hand as she said, “Come on Ann lets show him.”

Janet and I led Jack up stairs and to the door leading into his bedroom when he was a boy. During Jack’s stay at the hospital, all of us pitched in and knocked the walls down from my bedroom to his. By combining our bedrooms and the space between them we now had a super king size bedroom.

We stopped at the door as I asked, “Do you remember whose room this used to be?”

“Yes it was mine as a young boy when I stayed on the weekends,” Jack replied.

“Now it is yours and Ann’s room,” Janet said smiling as she opened the door.

We walked Jack into the room and he stopped as he looked around. There was a king size bed just like the one at his house. The walls had pictures of his adoptive parents as well as of grandma and grandfather. There was a little sitting room with a love seat, a chair as well as a big floor model TV.

Jack went and he sat down onto the bed as he looked around the room. We told him we all had worked on it. I had asked if it was all right if he stayed here when he had got out of the hospital.

“It’s a lovely room Ann and does that mean we will be sleeping together?” Jack asked smiling.

Janet and I looked at each other then to Jack as we said, “Yes and we both will try not to be too rough on you,” as we climbed into bed with him.

Jack fell back onto the bed with us at his side. We both kissed and swapped tongues with him. Jack suddenly sat up in the bed as he looked to the far wall. Jack stood up and walked over to the wall he was looking at the medals he had received from Vietnam inside of a case.

He turned to us as he asked, “What are those doing hanging there?”

“Your grandma had them hanging there so we left them there,” I replied.

Jack looked back to his medals as his eyes went from bright to dull. He turned from them almost with disgust in his eyes as he returned and sat down on the bed.

“Is something wrong Jack?” I asked.

“I deserve no medals for what I did or did not do there as well as for what I did to you Ann,” Jack replied hanging his head.

I lifted his head as I said, “Jack you did nothing more than give us both our greatest treasure.” Jack looked at me not knowing what I meant then I smiled at him as I added, “Michelle,”

I wrapped my arms around Jack kissing him deeply. His one good arm went around my back pulling me tighter against him. Jack fell back with me in his arms onto the bed. I was lying on top of him as I felt his hard cock pressing into my jean covered pussy. I rolled from his arms breaking our kiss and off the bed.

“Did the doctors say you could have sex?” I asked him.

“NO but they did not tell me not too,” Jack replied smiling.

“Maybe you should just watch,” I said smiling at Janet.

I walked over and locked the door before joining Janet at the foot of the bed. I told Janet lets make Jack more comfortable. I pulled him up from the bed into a sitting position. Janet and I removed his shirt carefully so not to hurt or move his left arm and shoulder too much. We kept asking him if we were hurting him.

“Not at all girls,” Jack would reply.

Once we removed his shirt, we took his cowboy boots off from him. Janet pulled on one as I pulled on the other from his feet. We both ended up on our butts laughing as we did. We had him stand up for us as we undid his jeans. Janet pulled one side down as I pulled the other down. We had him step from his pants, which we folded neatly and placed onto the nearby chair. We turned around to find Jack standing there in boxers with his hard cock sticking through the opening in them.

Janet looked at me as she said, “That looks good enough to eat,” as she smiled to me then to Jack.

I went to Jack pulling his boxers down as I sat him at the edge of the bed. I told Janet she had missed lunch at the hospital so go ahead and have a little snack before dinner. Janet got down in front of Jack. She parted his legs as she climbed between them.

Janet wrapped one hand around his cock as her mouth went over the head of his cock. I got on my knees next to Jack and we started to kiss as Janet sucked on his cock. Jack wrapped his good arm around me as he fell back onto the bed.

Janet never missed a beat as she just kept sucking on his cock. I looked down to see she had worked almost all of his big cock into her mouth. Her wet sucking sounds filled the bedroom as she went to town on his cock.

Jack was moaning softly into my mouth as we kissed. I broke our kiss as I slipped my top off then my bra. I scooped a tit up in my hand giving the nipple a big wet lick with my tongue. I then offered my tit to Jack who licked at the nipple then suckled at my tit as he took it into his mouth.

Janet lifted her mouth from Jack’s cock as she took a big gulp of air she asked, “Do you want some of this Ann?”

Jack’s pre-cum was streaming from his cock to her lower lip. I pulled my tit from Jack’s mouth as I spun around down to his cock. Janet held it for me as I ran my tongue around the head of his cock. I dipped my tongue at his pee-hole collecting more pre-cum in my mouth. I lapped at his dickhead as I collected his pre-cum onto my tongue.

“You can have the rest,” I said as I moved my face to Jack’s face.

I kissed him as his tongue went into my mouth. My pussy throbbed and twitched as he shared his pre-cum from in my mouth. Jack was kissing me deeply and with passion. He moaned then pulled his mouth from mine.

“Be careful Janet it has been a while,” Jack said to her.

Either Janet did not hear him or she did not care. She just sucked harder at his cock. She rose up a little as she lowered her mouth taking all of his cock deeply into her mouth. She bobbed her head up and down only a half-inch or so as she sucked at his cock. Janet rubbed at his balls with your hands.

“Give her all of your cum, Jack,” I said loudly as I watched her sucking deeply at his cock.

“AHhhhhhh shit,” Jack yelled out on the bed.

His body gave a little jerk as his cock started to blast a nut deep within Janet’s mouth. Janet coughed and gagged as she pulled her mouth from Jack’s cock. Cum spilled freely from her mouth as she pulled it from Jack’s cock. His cock shot two or three more big blasts that landed on her face.

Janet was coughing and gagging as she yelled, “Jack you could have gave me a little warning” as cum dripped from her lips and her face.

“Sorry Janet,” Jack replied smiling.

“No your not and I loved it as well,” I said as I moved down to Janet.

I pulled her face toward mine kissing her deeply. I licked cum from her lips and on her face as I slipped to the floor with her. Jack moved on up into the bed placing pillows behind his back as he did. He leaned against the wall into the pillows as he watched Janet and me.

I stood Janet up kissing at her as I did. I lifted her shirt up over her head to reveal a new push up bra encasing her big tits. I kissed at the big mounds of tits running over her bra as I reached behind her. I unhooked her bra letting it fall to the floor.

I pressed my tits into hers as we rubbed our tits together. Janet’s hands went to the snap on my jeans as mine went to hers. We pulled down the others jeans to reveal neither of us had worn any panties that day as we stepped from them.

Janet and I turned to Jack on the bed. He was smiling at us as we went to kissing each other. Janet slipped her hand between my legs as I slipped my tongue into her mouth. I wiggled my tongue in her mouth as she wiggled two fingers into my hairy pussy. I parted my legs giving her hand more room. Janet curled and flexed her fingers inside my pussy searching for my spot. Within seconds, her finger touched my G spot.

I broke our kiss as I moaned, “Make me cum, Janet.”

Janet rubbed lightly then dug her fingers at my g spot. My pussy started to leak juices then gushed pussy juices as her fingers hit the right spot. I wrapped my arms around her neck to keep my balance as a powerful wet squirting orgasm came upon me.

“AHHhhh Janet,” I yelled as my pussy squeezed at her fingers.

Janet started to take her fingers in and out, which only splashed more of my juices from it. She removed her wet fingers from my pussy bringing them up to my mouth. She coated my lips with my juices then she kissed me deeply.

Janet broke our kiss as she moved us to the bed. She climbed into the bed beside Jack with her face near his cock that had once again grown hard. Janet motioned for me to get onto the bed.

As I did she said, “Sit that hairy pussy on my face and 69 with me,” smiling to me then to Jack.

Janet did not have to tell me twice as I got on top of her lowering my wet dripping pussy onto her face. I parted her blonde hairy pussy with my hands as I licked at her hanging pussy lips. I felt Janet’s tongue slipping in and out of my own pussy. I ran my tongue to her clit teasing it with it. I flicked at her clit making it swell.

I covered my mouth around it as I started to suck on it. I showed her a little teeth as I nibbled on her clit as well. While my mouth was on her clit, I slipped a couple of fingers inside of her pussy. I ran them in and out slowly until I had her bucking her hips toward my fingers.

I added one then another finger to her pussy. I had four of my fingers up inside of her cunt. Janet squirmed under me as she moaned with pleasure. I started to run my fingers in and out of her pussy fast and deep as I sucked hard at her clit.

Janet removed her tongue from my pussy as she said, “I am going to squirt Ann.”

She no sooner said that than her pussy let go a solid stream of anadolu yakası sınırsız escort liquid pussy juice. I pulled my hand from her pussy smacking at her pussy with it. Janet moaned loudly under me in total pleasure as her orgasm raced through her body.

I removed my mouth from her clit as her pussy stopped squirting. I ran my tongue from her clit down through her pussy lips tasting her juices. Janet recovered enough to start flicking at my own clit with her tongue. I felt her hands roaming all over my butt. Janet ran her finger around my asshole once then plunged her finger deeply into my asshole.

“AHhhhhhhhhhhh,” I cooed out as her finger buried up my ass.

I kissed and licked at her wet pussy as she started to run her fingers in and out of my asshole. I was soon asking her to add another finger into my ass. Janet took two fingers and worked them in and out, as I pumped my ass back toward them.

“Be a dear Jack and give me that vibrator in the night stand,” Janet said.

I heard the drawer open then a buzz filled the room. Janet removed her fingers from my asshole as she shoved the vibrator up inside of my pussy. I moaned as she explored the depths of my pussy with it. Janet slipped two fingers back into my asshole as she did my pussy with the vibrator.

“AHhhhhh Janet,” I moaned into her pussy.

I started to lick wildly at her pussy with my tongue. I felt the bed moving and I thought it was Janet squirming under me again. I felt her pull her fingers from my asshole, as I felt something big and hard rubbing against it

“JACK,” I managed to get out of my mouth.

However, it was too late as Jack eased his cock into my asshole. Now Jack’s cock is the size I consider just a little too big to be fucking my butt. However, Jack eased it slowly into my asshole. I felt a little pain as it first entered but it soon went away.

“Easy Jack that’s a big cock,” I said to him looking over my shoulder.

“If it hurts Ann just say so,” Jack replied as he eased a little bit more into my asshole.

Jack left me get used to his cock before he would slip another inch up my asshole. Janet was still using the vibrator on my pussy and it was driving me nuts. The vibrations were coming through into my asshole as well. I buried my face into Janet’s pussy licking wildly with my tongue as Jack pushed the last bit of his cock up into my asshole.

“AHhhhhhhhh Jack,” I moaned out in pure pleasure as he started to butt fuck me slowly.

His strokes were gentle as he ran his cock slowly in and out of my butt. Jack worked all of his cock out then all of it back up my ass. I started to pump my ass back at him in hopes he would fuck the hell out of my ass. Janet removed the vibrator from my pussy as she flicked her tongue at my clit.

“Fuck her ass hard Jack,” “Make her squirt in my face,” Janet yelled out from under us.

“YES Jack FUCK ME,” I moaned out before burying my face back into Janet’s pussy.

Jack placed his hands onto my hips. He started to pile drive my asshole with his cock. With my face buried into Janet’s pussy, it muffled my moans of both pleasure and pain. Janet moved her head to the side as I felt Jack’s hanging balls pounding into my clit. That was all I needed.

“AHHhhhhhhhhhhhhh,” I moaned loudly as my whole body shook with pleasure.

My asshole tightened around Jack’s cock as my pussy started to convulse. Jack’s hands gripped at my hips as he slammed his cock deeply up into my asshole. He held it there then I felt it flex up inside my ass.

“AHhhhhh ANN,” Jack moaned out as his cock spewed cum deeply up my ass.

My pussy twitched and then started to squirt with each throb of his cock up my ass. When his cock pumped cum into my asshole, my pussy squirted each time I felt the throb. I could hear Janet moaning under me so I buried my face back into her pussy. I ate her out until she too had an orgasm.

Jack’s cock slipped from my ass with a plop as his cum poured and dripped from my asshole. I felt Janet’s tongue digging into my asshole to get all of it as it flowed out of it. Jack went back to leaning against the wall breathing heavily with sweat pouring from his body. I rolled off Janet and lay beside Jack with my face on his thigh. Janet joined me with her wet cummy face.

Jack looked down at her as he said, “I think you missed some Janet,” pointing to cum still leaking from his cock.

I beat her to his cock. Which I took into my hand as my tongue licked at cum dripping from the head of his cock. I looked to Janet and smiled.

“Here I will share,” I said as I pointed his cock to her.

We cleaned Jack’s cock then we went back to his thighs. Janet kissed one as I kissed the other. We kissed each other on our lips then we laid our heads upon his thighs as our eyes went closed. All three of us fell asleep like that in our bed.

Janet and I awoke sometime later at the same time we even asked each other the same question, “Where is Jack?”

Janet and I slipped robes on and walked from the bedroom. I heard laughing coming from Michelle’s room. We went to her room and we looked inside. There was Jack sitting on the floor in jeans with no shirt. He had a little girly hat upon his head with a small teacup in his big hands.

Michelle was into having made believe tea parties at this time. She would pour Jack some invisible tea into his cup and tell him to drink it. Jack made a face as he told her it needed sugar. Michelle giggled and laughed as she made believe she was added sugar. Jack tried it again and this time he told her it was just right. Michelle went to him and wrapped her arms around his neck.

“I love you Jack daddy,” Michelle said to him as she hugged him.

“I love you too little one,” Jack replied hugging her as he kissed at her cheek.

Janet and I backed up the hallway leaving them alone. We walked back into our bedroom and sat down upon the bed. Janet took her hand into mine.

She smiled as she said, “Thank you Ann for sharing that special man with me.”

“I just hope that special man is who we all think him to be,” I replied not realizing Jack was standing in the doorway.

Jack looked to us then hung his head as he said, “Men are not punished for their sins, but by them” as he turned and walked into the hallway.

I went to the door as I told him to stop. However, Jack just kept walking down the steps. I ran back into the bedroom and slipped on a shirt and my jeans as Janet did the same. We raced down the step and looked into the living room to see if Jack was in there.

“Did you girls lose something?” Frank asked.

We did not say anything as we ran into the kitchen. Jack was not in there as well. Grandma was standing at the back door crying. I went over to her.

“What is wrong grandma?” I asked her.

“It’s Jack,” grandma replied. “He told me he does not belong here,” grandma added crying as she ran from the kitchen.

I looked out the back door to see Jack driving up the ranch road, as a trail of dust kicked up behind his truck as he drove down the road. I turned to Janet with tears in my eyes. Janet came to me and wrapped her arms around me hugging me.

“It’s OK Ann, Jack will be back just give him some time,” Janet said to me as she broke her hug on me.

“Does time really heal all wounds?” I asked Janet as I walked from the kitchen.

As I walked, I thought about Jack telling grandma he did not belong here. I would say my words of “I just hope that special man is who we all think him to be,” might have opened an old wound one which I knew nothing about. I was thinking that time did not heal all wounds. For the wound always remain. Your mind only covers them with scar tissue and the pain lessens. However, it is never gone.

I looked in the living room to see Frank as he gave comfort to grandma. I turned to the steps to see Michelle slowly walking down them. She was dragging Jack’s shirt down the steps behind her.

“Daddy for get his shirt,” Michelle said handing me the shirt. “Why, Mommy crying?” Michelle asked.

I just stared at her not knowing what to say to her. Janet picked her up and asked her if she had any of that tea left upstairs. Michelle shook her head yes, as Janet ran up the stairs with her in her arms. I followed slowly up the stairs as I went into our bedroom. Well maybe it was back to being my bedroom now I thought.

I took a long hot shower to wash my sins away again. I should not have spoken of Jack as I had. I really was in love with him. It was just that I had so many unanswered questions. Dinnertime came and went. Jack still had not returned. It was a quiet dinner as well.

We all went into the living room. Michelle was playing on the floor as Frank, grandma, Janet and I watched TV. If I remember right, the program that came onto the TV was a special about the Vietnam War. It showed the horrors and the atrocities of that war. It spoke of men who returned home not the same as they had left. It showed men with drinking, drug problems as well as prone to violent behavior.

Kim-ly words returned to me in my mind. “Son devil for long time during and after war, mess up his head,” Kim-ly had said to me. When I asked her what she meant by that she told me. “Devils are bad men who do bad things to people in our land,” “Jack, done very bad thing to you long ago.” “We no raise boy like that,” “Devil took him as one of own during War in our home land,”

That man who had shot Jack, Captain Bob had called him a Devil. I also remember him telling me. “Those Devil Fucks are a group of Vietnam veterans who heads were messed up during that war,” “They terrorize bars in the area thinking that anyone or anything in there belongs to them especially women.”

I also remembering telling Captain Bob that Jack had spoke of Devils in Vietnam. “You will have to ask Jack about that,” He had told me. I started to add it all up in my head. I thought maybe that Jack was even part of these Devil Fucks after all he did know the man who shot him and did not press charges. Instead, he made it sound as if it was an accident.

The phone rang and Frank answered it. He told me it was for me as he handed me the phone. I thought it was Jack on the other end. However, it was not it was Susan from the bar.

“Ann this is Susan, Jack is here and he is not drinking ginger ale,” Susan said to me on the phone.

“I will be right there Susan,” I said hanging up the phone.

I asked Janet if I could see her in the kitchen. I did not want grandma to know or to worry about Jack. I asked Janet if she would stay and watch Michelle while I went and brought Jack back home where he belonged.

Was Jack one of those insane Devils? Had Vietnam messed his head up which caused him to take me that night long ago? Who were these Devil Fucks and why had Jack protected me from them only to protect them as well? Is this why Jack left saying he did not belong here?

Those questions and more answered in my next chapter, as this will end this chapter. Feel free to write to me as the email is in Chapter 1. I enjoy hearing from my readers. This was a short chapter as I had many emails asking me to tell quickly what happened to Jack.
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The Wife Next Door ch. 2

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Pim and I had sex at least once a day while Chrissie was away at summer camp. Pim would make excursions to the mall and visit Victoria’s Secret and other lingerie shops with Henk’s money and buy outfits to drive me wild. With her exotic Asian looks and petite frame I particularly liked a yellow baby doll and panty set with stockings that really complimented her beautiful skin tone. Pim bought outfits in every color of the rainbow and enjoyed the reaction on my face and in my eyes as she would model a lavender or pink set of lingerie. I would become the wide-eyed teenage boy again and she would become the incredibly hot wife next door that I had fantasized about. Our sex just kept getting better and better.

Pim loved a lot of foreplay and she taught me how to control my orgasm and release. She would suck on my cock and take me exactly to the edge of no return. Then she would press down with her thumb to block my release and stop the fellatio until I could regain control. She would do this again and again until I could really establish control. She would put my cock in her tight pussy and contract her muscles and take me up to the point of no return, to the point of release, but somehow she knew just when to stop. She could just sense the exact moment to stop and would remain completely still while I regained control so we could start again.

Once Chrissie returned from camp Pim would often come over during the day while she was at school or she would get a sitter so we could go out dancing and then come back to my house and have long sessions of unbelievable sex. When my parents returned from their European vacation I told them I was moving out to the small guesthouse past the pool so I could be more independent and focus on my engineering studies. We never actually used the guesthouse so my parents had no objection. The real reason I wanted to be out there was so Pim could come over and visit without being noticed.

Pim continued her lessons and taught me how to lick and kiss a pussy and to drive her to the exact edge of coming, the “point of no return” as she called it, just as she had done for me. She taught me to watch her stomach muscles for spasms and for its level of tension, to sense the pressure from her fingers as they would tighten on my forearms, to listen to her breathing patterns, to feel the pressure of her fingernails as they dug into my skin. My skill level improved with her tutoring and anadolu yakası escort I got to the point where I could make her scream and have her body arch off the bed in spasms as she attained total release. Pim taught me the importance of understanding a woman’s body and being in control so that a woman would want to do anything for me, to gain her total trust and her total release. She told me that only when the woman was at a point of total release could the man reach the same point at the same time and then the two of us could reach total release orgasms together. Pim taught me that the passion of the woman feeds the passion of the man.

Pim also introduced me to new “love zones” as she called them. She taught me how to touch and kiss her belly button, her long and slender brown feet with pink polish on her toe nails, her slender and firm inner thighs, her smooth underarms. She taught me how to massage her body and to use scented oils and flavored lubricants. Pim taught me the importance of going SLOWLY and making everything build up. Finally, she introduced me to her bum.

I was hesitant at first to explore this new and forbidden zone, but she assured me that she had taken a long bath and cleaned it completely. She also told me that Henk had never touched or penetrated her bum. This convinced me and the trust and patience she had shown tutoring me in sex convinced me. As she lay on a towel I applied the strawberry flavored lubricant and slowly massaged around her tight and rounded butt, coming closer and closer to her bum hole. I kissed up her slender inner thighs and slowly licked her clit and pussy lips until her breathing was getting very fast. I finally used my tongue to explore around her bum. Wow, it was much tighter than any pussy I had ever touched. I used my finger and lots of lubricant to push and probe my way in. My finger, against a lot of resistance, was able to make it in a small way—perhaps half an inch. What an electric effect! Pim’s breathing lurched and she tensed. My finger was only about half an inch in and already an incredible effect. I paused and let her relax as she had taught me in these circumstances. Never blunder ahead and bring a girl to orgasm too quickly, Pim had always instructed. I needed to follow her advice and slow down.

Using a little patience, by taking my time and by moving slowly, I was able to get my finger almost all the way in and to anadolu yakası anal yapan escort move it back and forth very gently. Pim was moaning and calling out to me to continue. Sensing the potential for more I built her up with back and forth gentle movements of my finger, in and out of her anus, over a few minutes. Once she was very excited I slowly removed my finger and moved my mouth over this new delicate orifice and probed with my tongue. Pim’s moans increased in volume with the touch of my tongue. She was laying back on the bed with her legs spread and her pussy and anus directly under the control of my fingers and tongue. It was tight, her sphincter muscles were very tight, but finally my tongue was able to push its way inside and probe the anus. The strawberry flavor and the tight anus were an incredible turn on and my cock was at top pressure. Moaning and thrusting her hips, Pim reached out and gently held my bobbing cock in her right hand. She giggled and sighed and gently rubbed my eight inches of cock.

Pushing myself back a little on the bed to get better position, I moved my mouth up to her pussy and rolled my finger in lots of lubricant and simultaneously applied a fast tongue movement to her clit while I slowly penetrated her ass with my lubed up finger. My God, did Pim react. She moaned like I had never heard her before and arched her back. I struggled to keep contact with her clit using my tongue and pushed my finger deep into her ass with some rapid side to side movements. I flicked my tongue at top speed and she went into total release with a huge scream and her hips thrusting up against my mouth and chin. I held onto her the best I could with my right arm and rode out her incredible release. Her pussy went into total convulsions and contracted again and again around by tongue when it would go down past her clit and into the vagina. I had never seen a woman orgasm like this in my life.

Pim smiled at me with total contentment, her firm breast pointing up topped with erect and aroused light brown nipples. She giggled and then rose up and grabbed my cock. She took the tube of lubricant and generously slathered the strawberry smelling oils all around my eight-inch rod. She then turned onto her knees and let her athletic butt jut up into the air with her light brown anus directed towards me. Her intentions were completely clear anadolu yakası otele gelen escort and without any further command I positioned myself behind her. My cock head was bouncing up and down with excitement so I held it with my left hand and positioned it directly at the anus opening. Pim gently pushed back and I held my cock in place because the opening was extremely tight. Finally enough pressure was applied and with all the lubricant the engorged cock head slipped past the sphincter muscles and entered the new virgin anus. Pim moaned, she drew in her breath and her body tensed with extreme pleasure.

“Rob, I have always wanted to give you this. To give you something Henk had never had. “ I smiled and my ego was certainly boosted. “Be gentle, this is my first time.” she said.

We moved slowly and the incredible tightness of her ass together with the forbidden nature of this new lovemaking was building me faster than I could have expected. All of Pim’s lessons of control seemed to have gone out the window as the sensations cascaded around and built me up much too rapidly. I told her I was loosing control and could come at any second. This seemed to increase her passions and instead of trying to make me last longer (as I had expected she would) she seemed to want to drive me to a new edge, a new level of passion without any delay. This unexpected urgency to her sexual intensity caused even more build up and I was dangerously close to my release. Instead of being in control I was barreling ahead towards a total sexual explosion and release.

I need to bring Pim with me….I could feel it coming and I didn’t have much time. I reached underneath her with my left hand and with my lubed up fingers I searched for her little passion button, her clit. Finding the love button standing up firmly and in dire need of attention, I gently fluttered my finger across the very top of it with a rapid but extremely light touch. Pim moaned and moaned and pushed her ass back into me with her full athletic strength honed from hours of hot yoga. I knew she was about to come. I could feel my sperm building up in my balls and I tried my best to delay the release, but her ass was too tight and the friction was too much. Her sphincter muscles were pulsing and grabbing my cock. We both exploded at the same time and I shot stream after stream of cum into her ass. My head was an explosion of fireworks and sensation. Our two sweat covered bodies collapse onto the bed. I rolled her towards me and pulled up the cotton sheet and I cradled her with my right arm while gently massaging her right breast with my left arm and we both brought our lips together in a sated post coital kiss, the strawberry flavor still on my lips and tongue.

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The R-Virus: The Buddy System

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“I can’t believe this, it’s been what… a god damned month since Raccoon city?” Mark grumbled his question to the woman he was trailing, his partner Amanda was leading them both through the forest, their six man squad broken into three pairs.”I don’t get it… why the fuck do we have to clean up this shit.”

“So? It’s our job… stupid. This what they pay us for.” Amanda shot back at him, her words dismissing his complaints. “Besides Mark, this is way better than playing guard dog all the time.”

He relented with a sigh, his falling upon broad curves of her glorious ass, knowing full well he should be keeping an eye out, but it was impossible not to stare, even in full tactical gear it looked fantastic.

“Don’t tell me you don’t like it… popping the heads of zombies… mowing down mutants.” She clearly loved her work, vaulting over a log and scanning about with her rifle before continuing. “It’s the kind of stuff people would pay good money for.”

“Uh huh.” Was the best he could manage in response, not wanting to about the Bio weapons the virus warped into existence. She hadn’t moved forward yet, her lithe body was leaning out from behind a tree, his eyes raking over her curvy figure.

“Admit it… this job is kinda fun.” She looked back to him with her large expressive hazel eyes, only to have them narrow in suspicion at him, caught creeping on her and looking so very unimpressed.”Oh… I get it now… so that is why you love hanging back and letting me lead?”

Her accusation made him stiffen, he was standing there like a deer caught in the headlights while she turned fully to face him. She strode forward clutching him by the front of his kevlar vest and pulled him in close. Herm winced head twisting to the side, bracing for a punch, Amanda didn’t seem to be the slapping kind of woman.

“Sorry, Amanda.” He said in a pleading tone, His cheeks burning hot with embarrassment, caught in the act of being a pervert towards her.

Thankfully she playfully smirked at him with those full dark lips, they looked so soft when they moved in close to an electric thrill raced up the spine when he felt the warmth of them against his ear.

“Whatever you are just lucky you are cute… why do you think I always ask to get paired with you?” She whispered her words into his ear, the desire in her voice struck him hard in the chest, he wanted to say something, but the words were stuck in his throat. “Maybe you should at least try to keep an eye out mark? We are hunting for B.O.W’s after all.”

She gave the lobe of his ear a sharp nip, making him gasp, his ear throbbed from her attention, she pushed him away her chuckle was low and lusty. Before he could even sort out the chaos of emotions surging through him, she already was walking away and could have sworn those hips were swaying a little more just for him.

“Hey… so… maybe after this is all over. Maybe we could grab a drink later?” He asked her sheepishly already regretting that he had even tried to ask her such a stupid question.

“Nah.” She coldly shot him down, walking parallel to the felled log, her casual denial punched the wind out of his stomach, but then she kept talking. “I got drinks at my place, then I’ll show you my bedroom.”

She looked over her shoulder, giving him a playful wink, but also tormenting him at the same time, he wanted the mission to end right there. Asking her was a bad idea, his nerves were shot, hands shaking with barely contained excitement, his heart hammering in his chest

Then he caught movement from the corner of his vision, his head sharply twisted to look at it, his finger moving to the trigger of his rifle.

It was a long crimson serpent, about as twice as long as his arm and just as thick, winding its way over a fallen log and heading right for Amanda, its head was just a sightless beak, gaping wide for her as it approached. He acted without thought, reaching for it, grabbing the creature even as every instinct screamed at him in denial, only to have it coil around his wrist and forearm.

He knew he had made a terrible mistake the moment his hand gripped its body, it struck him so quickly, all he felt was the pressure of its thrice split maw clamping down. He sucked in a breath cursing when the searing pain struck him, trashing his hand, shaking it off to the ground, only to watch it slither off into the underbrush.

He tucked his hand into the pit of his other arm, biting back the urge to scream from the sheer terror he was feeling. A heat was spreading through his hand from where he had been bitten, he knew he was doomed, no one had survived long when they were infected in Raccoon city.

He looked to Amanda, his throat tightening with the urge to cry, tears already rimming the bottom lids. He couldn’t tell her, the fiery Latina would blow his brains out on the spot, she never hesitated over such things. Instead, he just kept walking, sweat already beading at his brow from the virus burning through his body.

There was an unexpected sensation coming from his loins, his cock had sprung to life at the worst possible time, growing harder than he ever felt. The way it throbbed was painful like it was going to explode, his mind was clouding over with a lust, unlike anything he had ever experienced before.

They had never been told how the virus worked, all of them had assumed it was going to the same thing they dealt with from the doomed city. No longer was he just content with staring at her curves, the need to feel her body, to bury his dick inside her to quench the fire of his loins was too great an urge to resist.

The rifle fell from his un-bitten hand as he rushed up behind her, reaching around her, one hand slipping low, shoving into the front of her pants, clutching her bare sex, the other going high clutching the neck of her vest.

“Mark what the hell man! Hands off the goods!” The pitch if her voice was high in surprise, but there was playful chuckle behind it when she pulled away, turning to face him.

“I-I… need you Amanda… right now.” His words were demanding, his voice husky while he stalked forward with a primal intent to fuck her, stoked by the virus seething in his veins.

“Hey man… I am into it… us. But your timing is really bad Mark.” She was trying to let him down gently, nervously swallowing from his sudden change in character, unable to stare him in the eyes for long while she backed away.

There was a part of him screaming inside, he was aware of what he was doing was wrong, but the urge he felt to breed was unlike anything he could have known. He swatted the rifle from her hand, she gasped in surprise from his sudden lashing strike, the heavy weapon thumping to the forest floor.

Then he was on her pushing her back against the felled log where the creature that bit him had been lurking. His lips shoved into hers, her complaints muffled whiled his tongue playing over plump mouth, coaxing her own to come out and play with his. Their kissing rose in intensity,l with wet smacks of their clashing mouths, his excited muscle pushing past her parted lips, Amanda was moaning as their tongues played in her mouth.

His mouth moved over her cheek and he began to tease her neck with his mouth She wasn’t resisting him, her hands were braced against the log to receive his affection. She clearly wanted him, even in a place like this, Amanda was willing to take such a crazy risk, yet she was supposed to be the one with the clear head.

He grinned in delight, the surge of elation had him grabbing her by the tactical vest in both hands and with a mighty pull, he burst the zipper apart, revealing her endowed chest being compressed by a tight sports bra underneath.

“Mark! Slow down… how are we going to explain this when we get back to the others?” She laughed her words, both shocked and aroused by his aggressive hunger, her eyes wide in disbelief at her blown open vest.

“Who cares… none of it matters” He muttered to her, knowing they wouldn’t be coming back from this while he snatched the bra from her rack, straps loudly shredding free from the tight elastic material freeing her breasts and tossing the ruined garment aside.

She had a fantastic set of tits, twin mountains of caramel flesh pushing through the gap he made in her top. Their peaks were pointing high, capped off with wide chocolate colored areolas, her chubby nipples were pierced with thick silvered barbells, further enhancing the enticing look of them.

He filled his palms with her softness, kneading his fingers into her with gentle squeezes, teasing the hard points with quick sweeps of his fingers. She pushed her chest into his hands, sighing softly from his massage, giving in to the pleasure of his fingers.

His heart was throbbing with excitement, his hands shuddering from electric thrills racing up his spine from touching her. His cock was achingly pushing at his pants, demanding to be used it on her. She must have seen the twitching tent in his pants and reached for his package, her eyes lighting up in surprise, her fingers tracing over the long length of his pronounced bulge.

“Oh! Wow… Mark… we should have done this sooner.” Her voice was lusty in appreciation towards his size, gripping him through his pants, stroking lovingly over his engorged member.

Once she felt what he was packing, all her reservations had melted away, if she even had any. Her hands went to the front of her pants, unfastening the belt, tugging down the zipper to expose her pink thong. She turned from, pulling her breasts away from the hands worshipping them.

Her back turned to him, she was looking back with a coy smile, hooking her thumbs into the waistband of her pants wriggling her hips while slowly revealing the generous curves of her rump to him. She bent towards the log, pushing those broad cheeks towards him when she braced her hands against it, those long muscular legs were parted to hold up her pants with her spread thighs. The deeply tanned seam of her pussy was sticking out between her legs, the tight split already soaked with her nectar, eager to receive his cock.

“Well, you have been staring at my ass all day. Now come and get it, big boy.” She purred to him while looking over her shoulder giving those hips a wriggle in an invitation for him to come play.

He had to shake himself out of the trance her hips had put him in, moving up behind her, yanking the front of his pants open. With one hand in his trousers, the other already squeezing one of her voluptuous ass cheeks, he pulled his cock free from his boxers letting it stand tall between the flaps of his open zipper.

He gave pause for a moment, staring down at his member throbbing in his hand, brows scrunched at how much larger and stranger it looked. His organ was bright crimson, flesh straining from his virus enhanced lust, bloated so thick he couldn’t even wrap his fingers around it. From the split in his tip clear slime flowed freely, the veins along the shaft were rock hard and twitching under his skin.

His need for her was far too great, unable to resist pushing his augmented dick over her plump lips, massaging the head over her pussy, smearing his pre slime over it. Then he shoved hard into her entrance, her opening resisting him for a moment, before suddenly giving way with a wet belch. She threw her head back with a startled cry, rising in quickly in pitch while he smashed his cock deeply inside her. Yet he was not even close to the hilt from the amazing resistance he felt from her tight hole.

“Fuck! Oh fuck… M-Mark… Its so big!” Her moans were pained, yet her hips were pushing back into him, shoving her sopping wet pussy over him, forcing it to swallow the entirety of his beer can thick shaft.

He groaned low, head tilting back from the sensation of the warm velvet of her insides spreading around his cock, squeezing his length while those walls melted around him. He clutched her ass, fingers gouging deep into them, the plush flesh spilling through the gaps between his fingers, using his hard grip to pull her back into his grinding thrusts.

Her pussy was profusely drooling over his dick, squishing and squelching its sticky nectar, soaking his nuts through his boxers, the excess dripping into her pants and soaking over her thighs. He stabbed into her hard, feeling a firm resistance against anadolu yakası rus escort the head of his member, stuffed to the limit by his size, maybe even beyond it. She was biting her fat bottom lip, whimpering and moaning from the sharp lunging of his hips, her voice sounding more like she was in pain, yet she was a glutton for his punishment, pushing right back into the cock hurting her.

He reached up her sides, palms grinding over her narrow waist, pushing her open vest to fill his hands with her tits, pulling her back while squeezing her softness. Her back was pressed against his barrel chest, his face shoved into her neck as he groaned, showering her neck in sloppy kisses, making her giggle at his affection.

“You are so fucking amazing Amanda, I could this forever with you” He groaned his words into her ear, his voice husky with desire, secretly lamenting he had damned them both over the lust burning through his mind.

She was blissfully unaware of the tainted pre slime he was polluting her pussy with, selfishly using her to get one final orgasm out before the virus ended him. He shoved hard at her making her yelp in surprise, pitching her forward, her body falling atop the log. He followed right behind her, hands braced over her shoulders while he shoved into her, Amanda was trapped between the dead wood and his bucking pelvis,

He was fucking her forcefully, milking frantic cries from the beauty he had at his mercy, her body rocking forward over the log, tits swinging with wild rotations. Then she shouted when she came, loudly announcing her peak to him, again and again, each time her voice more haughty than the last, filled with wild desire, begging him for more.

He was happy to oblige, his stirring shaft had become a blur when his pace quickened, pummeling her insides, his frenzied brand of sex had her groaning brokenly. Her ass rippled with the hard connections, the impacts muffled by his trousers, her pussy gushing over his dick while it became painfully hard, making ready to pump into her.

“Wait… Mark… not inside!” She was gasping her words at him with the realization he was fit to burst, reaching back to push at his bucking hips with an open palm, her eyes pleading with him.

He kept pounding away at her, both hands squeezing her waist in in a crushing grip, keeping her pinned down while he brutally claimed her. With teeth clenched, his mind was possessed with an uncontrolled need to breed with Amanda, the tightening of his loins tormented him, they felt painfully full, close to being released inside her.

Then he stabbed hard into her slot with a pleasured snarl, his organ throbbing mightily inside her, agonizing heat surging up the shaft and spilling inside her. Thick ropes of slime streaked into her passage as she cried in the shock from his betrayal and the intensity of the cream pie she was receiving.

“Fuck… oh fuck… it… its so hot!” She was crying out in panic, her legs kicking at the dirt from the pain of his cum scorching at her sensitive walls. “Pull it out! It’s burning me!”

Even as she begged him, looking back to him those expressive eyes were wide and pleading to him, yet he held himself deep inside her, the way she thrashed in his clutches thrilling him. His potent seed was seeping into every part of her shuddering passage, her pussy eagerly contracting around his cock, gulping up the huge mess he was making inside. She groaned while he was pushing his fat load where it needed to go, corrupting her womb with his tainted essence.

Then her struggles slowly faded, her body relaxing bit by bit, body draping over the round shape of the log. Her moans of pleasure returned, but they sounded sluggish, her hips pushing higher to better receive him. When she looked back to him, her eyes were heavily lidded, looking drunk on her pleasure.

“Y-you… came inside me… it… it hurt.” She was trying hard to be angry with him, panting her words, struggling to keep her compare then she fell apart with a depraved moan. “Why… why does it feel so good?”

He didn’t have any answers for her and slowly withdrew his cock, her pink passage refusing to release him, slipping out a fraction past her folds. With a messy slop, her opening snapped shut once his cock left it, milky ropes of his cum hanging from the mound of her sex, her lips were swollen pink and flexing from her peak as if still hungry for his dick.

His breaths were ragged, the nerve endings alight with a white hot fire of an intense fever, his clothing soaked with sweat, yet all he cared about was how he was still rock hard, his turgid cock bouncing to the tempo of his heart. The virus had seeped into his brain, pushing out all rational thought, the urge for him to keep using his organ on her beyond any kind of control.

He reached out, what little remained of him between the ears wanted to experience another orifice of hers, grabbing her by the long raven ponytail atop her head. He used it like a bridle to pull her away from the log, she willingly obeyed his demands kneeling before him, her tranquil face brought to his groin.

While squatting in front of him, she clutched him by the base of his dick, knowing exactly what he wanted. The bright agitated color of his organ was recklessly ignored when she started using her mouth on him without a shred of hesitation. She moaned as her silken tongue washed over his length, lapping up the mess hanging off his cock from fucking her, leaving his flesh only glistening with spit.

Then her full lips grabbed at his dick, lavishing it with soft kisses, working her way up to his girthy cockhead. She took him into her hot mouth, struggling to engulf his size, but purring with a desire to take something so large past her lips. Her head was bobbing into his groin, the blowjob was loud and sloppy. vibrant eyes looking up to him, with desire for the cock in her eager mouth.

The broad rounds of her bare ass were nearly touching the ground from her squatting position, the black pants and her pink laced thong were in a heap around her ankles. Her slime glossed slit drooling his white essence onto the mossy floor, the sweet stink of her juicy cunt, a beacon for the sex hungry creatures infesting the forest.

The serpent that bit Mark was still close by, drawn to them by the reek of their sex, its long sinuous body was winding its way through the mossy forest floor. The pair were oblivious to the third party seeking to join them, its triangular black beak moving between her feet before looking up at her exposed sex. Its mouth cracked open in three places, spreading wide like a tripod, a long purple tongue licking the hard edges of its maw, as it savoring the moment.

When it’s struck, her eyes bulged wide, squealing around the cock in her mouth, her pink passage skewered by a rock hard wedge with a pitched queef. The head retreated from her resistance with a sharp slop, her trembling hands reaching to clutch her throbbing pussy. Only to have it plunge into her tight slot again pushing another tormented squeal from her throat. Her hands grasped the massive invader, its powerful body thrashing in her clutches, its beak yawning wide at her entrance.

Mark loved the vibrations of her wild cries, oblivious Amanda was battling with a snake ravaging her cunt with its head. He wanted to feel them from the source, clutching her by the ponytail and pulling her face into his crotch. She gagged loudly when she tried to scream her denial, her eyes grew wide as saucers when her neck was bulging with his size. She looked to him desperate for his mercy, only to have him staring right back with only a depraved hunger when he started to fuck her neck

Amanda was caught in a threesome from hell, both her throat and the mound of her pussy were being bulged by massive Intruders, her muffled cries of agony going unnoticed by the duo. Her trembling hands couldn’t stop the creature from skewering her entrance. twisting and thrashing the hard sinuous body at her pink meat, bashing its chitinous head against her plush walls, jaws spreading and snapping inside her as it burrowed against the resistance of her passage.

Mark was brutally fucking her face, her eyes losing their focus from what she was experiencing, ulping loudly at the dick surging down her throat between her mewling squeals. She was holding onto the flaps of his pants for dear life, her hips rolling from such aggressive thrashing of the beast trying to batter its body up into her aching passage.

She came violently from such ruthless abuse between her legs, her body wracked with twitching spasms, her walls compressing around the creature wedged inside. It ripped its head from her quaking hole with a wet pop, such sudden withdrawal of something so large made her spray her clear cum over her rumpled pants with a shuddering moan.

Then she felt it’s hard spear tip thrust up her winking hole again, her pussy belching loudly when it split her plump folds wide open with its size. Her eyes rolled back, lids fluttering from a mind blown away by the brutal spit roasting she was receiving, her body wracked with twisting spasms. Her arms went limp in complete surrender to their desires, her depraved moans purring around the cock pumping at her face.

She was no longer fighting it, her hungry mouth sucked and slurped at his cock, drooling over his dick, thick ropes of his slime and her spit were hanging off her chin, the fat gobs breaking free to splash over her tits. Her hands reached back, clutching the cheeks of her ass, spreading herself open to the creature under her in invitation.

Mark was giving it hard to her neck, like a man possessed, hands clutching the back of her head, fingers squeezing at fists fulls of her hair, strangling Amanda with his organ. The snake was sliding in deeper, stretching her passage out testing the limits of her fuck hole in every way. All she had left to offer it was the firm pucker of her cervix, which it did not hesitate to mercilessly stab with its beak.

Amanda was barely conscious while they continued to use her body like she was nothing more than a sex doll, her limp arms swaying from her forced deepthroat, pussy squelching from the massive creature wriggling at her insides. She groaned from the pain of it prying open her cervix with its beak, the creature was fixated on trying to slither its way onto her baby chamber. Mark had gone feral, his need for pleasure stoked by the virus beyond his mental capacity, the madman was slamming his pelvis into her stunned face, depriving her brain of oxygen.

Then her barrier gave way, its head pushing into the spongy soft void of her uterus, its wide body quick to follow, the contracting lips of her pussy making it look as if it was devouring the serpent. Her body was wracked with quivering spasms when she felt the beast coiling inside her core, filling up her chamber with many feet of thick muscle. Her flat midriff was losing its shape, rounding out into a full belly, pushed past her torn open vest, looking well into a late term pregnancy.

Her mouth went slack from the sensation of such an immense invasion of her womb, groaning mindlessly as its strong coils relentlessly pushed at the stretched walls of her stomach. Her swollen midriff was moving restlessly, the shape of an alien body inside her delineating her taut stomach, leaving the flesh flushed pink where it pushed.

Then Mark suddenly held her face tight against his crotch, his cock turning steely hard between her dusky lips. With a low groan, his member rhythmically pulsed in her neck, forcing Amanda to swallow his molten cum with strained gulps. Her eyes partially rolled back with a vacant expression, his ropes of slime seeming to be never ending, the heat of his release radiating from her stomach

When Mark finally relented from fucking his orgasm into her face he pulled her mouth off his dick, the cockhead tugged from her pouty lips with a wet smack. He untangled his fingers from her hair and she collapsed forward, her bloated stomach pushing between her parted thighs, her bare tits spreading over the mossy ground. She was laying there, her breaths ragged gasps, insides loudly churning from the monster moving inside her.

Mark didn’t care about the way her body was groaning and gurgling, or how her stomach would anadolu yakası sevişen escort twist and bulge with hard loops of muscle. The virus had all but melted away his gray matter, the only remaining instinct driving his body was the urge to fuck her holes. It was his only drive moving his body, making him keel behind Amanda, hands pushing the cheeks of her ass, spreading them to take aim at the dark chocolate pucker of her asshole.

Already the infection was taking its toll on his cock, the shaft was mangled with purple bruises, the veins were ruddy black, the head of his cock had broken out with red fissures, black tumors growing from between the cracks, studding his bloated tip. He rammed his warped dick up her ass, spreading out her pucker so quickly the ring of muscle shuddered when it surrendered her bowels to his cudgel.

He was grunting like a primal savage while coring out her guts, the walls of her ass were stuck on his dick slipping in and out past her meaty ring. He was fucking her backdoor hard and deep, pelvis sharply cracking against the broad curves of her backend, punching his cock to the hilt, the tumor studded crown raking over the thinly spread membranes.

Amanda was being shoved forward by the force of his thrusts, her hands clutching fists full of the mossy ground, depraved groans spilling from her lips from the internal abuse. Then she felt the creature’s rock hard beak spear through her maidenhead and into her passage with the intent to leave her. She gurgled her scream, it felt like was going to be torn in half, pissing herself from when the fattened up snake tunneled through her.

Its massive head erupted between her red and swollen lips, stretching them so thin, they lost all their color, its mouth yawning open with a screech. Then it slithered between the legs of the unwelcome guest fucking its host up the ass, red coils wrapping around Marks torso, each band as thick as his thigh, squeezing him so hard his ribs crackled and popped.

Yet he was still bucking his hips into her, heedless of the pain from his collapsing rib cage, wheezing his last breath while the serpent angled its beak above his head. It snapped its jaws over his skull, popping the case of his brain with a crunch, sending shards of bone through his gray matter.

He came inside Amanda while he was dying, pouring every last drop from his nuts into her asshole, his body convulsing as the monster feasted on his head. Marks headless corpse fell back, taking the beast with it, its maw reaching into the ragged stump of his neck, snapping and pulling chunks of muscle and flesh away, its beak tilting back letting its meal slide down its gullet.

Amanda was blissfully unaware of the grizzly feeding taking place behind her, the wet ripping off flesh and sharp snapping of bone barely noticed by her sex addled mind. She was sorely missing the full feeling inside her body, rubbing the hot flesh of her stomach, needing something inside her. She rolled onto her back to play with herself, trying to stave off the craving with her fingers.

Suddenly she found herself would up in an embrace of pure muscle, the serpent binding the busty Latin beauty with three mighty coils. She groaned from its gentle squeeze, her tits resting atop one of the coils. The lower portion of its long body slid between her legs, pushing them open, brushing the flat underbelly against the folds of her sex.

She sighed out from the rigid bands of its stomach rubbing against her delicate petals, its grinding becoming more excited with every push. She was laying on her side one leg pinned under its tail, the other draped over the top of it while it continued to dry hump, Amanda.

She offered up no resistance while one of those ridges split apart, opening with a musky stink just below her nethers. Twin prongs of flesh, white as milk slid from their hiding place in its body, their narrow points finding their own tight entrance to prod against, then they skewered into them. She cried out from the sudden double violation, tortured holes spreading out once more to slake the lust of a ravenous monster.

Each shaft pumping into her was flanked with aggressive ribbing, those stiff fleshy ridges sawing at her softness, pulling the out the sleeves of flesh it was fucking from her bruised holes.Her head was tilted back, hanging limply between her shoulders, her panting was frantic as those spires surged from the slit with contractions from the serpent’s belly. Its sightless head was hovering over her face, crimson streaks of wet gore staining the beak, tatters of meat hanging from the corners of its jaw, seeming to be watching Amanda’s reactions while it ravaged her.

It was ruthless in its conquest, impaling the buxom beauty riding atop a loop if its long body, her stomach pushing out, insides displaced by its immensity. Her loosened cervix offering no resistance to the cock plunging past it, punching into the limits of her malleable chamber. Her guts fared no better, pulled out of place by the cock shoving inside, her slimy bowls reduced to nothing more than a sock for its long spire.

Her body jerked in his coils, mouth hanging slack from the waves of euphoria slamming into her skull, insides loudly churning from her soft bits being shoved about by the hard poles ramming into her body. She was smiling while the creature wrecked her with its organs, a rictus grin of pleasure induced insanity.

Its prongs were expanding, pulsing forcefully at her limits, the ribbed sides of its cock tenderizing her flesh when it drove them more rapidly each time. Then it screeched with pleasure flooding Amanda with mutated seed from both ends, her own frenzied cry joining the beast with her stomach rapidly expanding, her tanned flesh squeezing through the gaps of its coils.

So much roiling seed was surging inside her, it had her retching loudly, her throat contracting, trying to keep the snakes seed down, but there was just too much to keep in. She gurgled loudly when the serpents thick cum burbled up from her overfilled stomach, flowing over her cheeks and chin to spill all over her tits.

The twin spires retreated from her, slipping back into the split in its body before gingerly placing Amanda back onto on the cool floor, untangling the coils from her. Her back was on the ground, head tilted to one side, chin resting on her shoulder, her hazel eyes were glassy, lidded heavily from her ordeal, and staring listlessly into the forest. Her tits were glazed with the monster’s cum, the slime steaming from her chest. Her stomach was obscenely bloated, flushed pink from stretching so quickly, marred with purple bruises.

Her fertile womb was quickly made host to a swarm of tiny identical versions of the monster that impregnated her, wriggling against the thinly spread walls containing them. She was stroking her stomach, a wonderful feeling of satisfaction washed over her feeling the flutters of life deep in her core, their father already seeking a fresh female to fuck senseless.

—

Kelly and Trish were side by side, rifles tucked in tight against their shoulders, aiming down their sights and sweeping their weapons from side to side, scanning the treeline in front of them. Their footsteps were slow and cautious, waiting before they took the next, barely making a sound as they approached the source of the screech they had heard.

Kelly was the taller of the pair, red curls hanging past her shoulders about her shoulders, her keen green eyes darting about, checking for threats. Her uniform was tightly fit to the curves of her body, pants tucked into her boots, vest hugging her frame gloves taped to her long sleeved undershirt.

Trish was a petite woman, barely five feet tall, her messy hair was shortly cropped above the ears, her blue eyes looked tired, fixated forward almost seeming bored with the task. Her uniform was baggy because of her size, umbrella didn’t exactly have a lot small fighting woman, the hem of her pants was caked in muck, her gloves had their index and middle fingers cut off.

Yet even though they were trained soldiers, when Kelly saw Amanda slaying sprawled out on the ground, she broke into a mad sprint for the downed woman.

“Kelly you fucking moron!” Trish shouted at her partner but didn’t give in to the urge to pursue her, keeping her rifle raised while she approached more cautiously.

Kelly was bent over Amanda, her blue eyes darting over the Latinas figure, unsure of what she could do to help her. Her stomach was massive, bright crimson in color with her veins bulging at the surface, looking fit to burst with whatever was inside her.

“What do you think happened to her?” Trish asked Kelly from behind, looking at the woman’s ravaged body with morbid curiosity. “Never seen anything like this before.”

“I-I don’t know.” Was all Kelly could say in a hushed voice before tenderly laying a gloved hand over the taut sphere of the woman’s stomach.

Then it shuddered with alien movement from her touch, countless lumps suddenly forming over its round shape, Kelly could only watch in horror as those movements became more frenzied. Amanda was moaning, the sound of her voice disturbed Kelly, they were noises of pleasure over their bodies shifting, her legs parting wide while she clutched the sides of her stomach.

“H-Holy shit… Kelly… t-this… is some really fucked up shit.“ Trish was backing off, there was a quiver of fear in her voice, her eyes wide as saucers from what she was watching.

Kelly was thrown into a panic, her hands pressed to Amanda’s stomach like she was trying to hold in the tide of alien things inside the woman, unsure of what else she could do to help. Amanda was writhing on the ground, moaning while cradling her shuddering stomach, her eyes cracked open, but her gaze was distant.

“Amanda, what’s happening, talk to me girl what did this to you?” Kelly asked the woman, grabbing her by a hand, only to have Amanda squeezing hers in a vice like grip, looking back at Trish and screeched at the other woman “Don’t just stand there, fucking help us!”

Trish didn’t budge, standing away from them with a stunned expression, her breaths coming rapidly in fear, her eyes gaping horror at Amanda’s wildly shifting beach ball of a stomach. She just shook her head in dismay, unable to cope with what was happening, so many questions were flying through her head and she didn’t want them answered.

“Oh god… there’s so many inside me!” Amanda said through labored breaths, drawing Kelly’s attention back to the pregnant woman rocking her swollen back and forth while countless things loudly churned just under the thinned membranes of skin.

“Kelly let’s get the the fuck outta here before she fucking pops!” Trish shouted at her partner, her voice demanding, a knot of pure dread sitting tight in her stomach when Kelly didn’t even look back, her face hardened with a grimace. “Fuck it… I’m leaving”

Then Amanda’s back arched, wailing out with such a noise, Kelly couldn’t tell if it was from agony or bliss, she clung on to the woman’s hand, even though every instinct was telling her to run with Trish. There was a messy squelch between the Latinas spread legs, when Kelly looked, she regretted it. A half dozen fat crimson snakes were splitting Amanda’s pussy open, their writhing bodies sheathed in a pink froth, their wet beaks snapping with sharp clicks at the air.

Kelly pulled away from Amanda, snatching her hand back in a gasp of disgust, falling back onto her rump as more of the creatures poured out between the woman’s quaking legs. Then they came for her, moving so quickly by the time she did react, they were already moving up her calves.

She whimpered in terror, reaching out to push them off, but their coils were too strong, their sharp beaks plucking gaping holes in her black pants. Then she felt the hot sinew of their bodies moving over white as milk skin of her calves, slithering higher past her knees, pushing the hard wedges of their heads over her inner thighs.

“Oh god… Trish! Help me! Please!” Kelly frantically begged for her salvation, but couldn’t tear her eyes away from the sight of her legs entangled in writhing red bodies, oblivious to the fact her partner was already gone.

Their beaks struck anadolu yakası escort at Kelly’s slit, pinching the meat of her thick pussy lips under her silken black panties, yanking hard on her petals to rip at the fragile material. She squealed from the abusive bites she was receiving, clutching her crotch in agony when they marked her sex with bright red welts of raised flesh.

She kicked her legs wildly, shrieking when they began to burrow inside her holes, packing her openings with thrusting snapping beaks, spreading her softness open with their powerful bodies. Her hips bucked from the brutal invasion, head thrashing from side to side, clutching fists full of her fiery red hair when it felt like her head was fit to burst from the overwhelming experience.

Then an orgasm detonated from her core from the torturous stretching of her pussy and ass, the pleasure surged into her gray matter with such force it was like a punch to the back of her skull. Her pussy was trying to drown them, gripping the bundle of thrashing cables tight, drawing them in deeper into her plush hole.

A groan purred from her lips, her mind debilitated from the pain and pleasure clashing in her head, body growing unbearably hot, sweat beading over her skin. She needed to get her clothes off, the pants were too tight, filled with slimy snakes, she opened it up with trembling hands, then pushed it down over her ass.

While she was pushing her trousers past her thighs, she saw the tangled mass of writhing bodies between her legs. They had churned her nectar into a thick froth, she couldn’t even see her pussy under so many of them, the mound of her sex was moving with countless heads taking turns reaching inside her.

They were toying with her, playing her in holes licking her from the inside, it was torture to feel such pleasure coming from so many monsters using her body like a playground. She groaned in defeat, collapsing to the ground with a heavy thud, giving in to it, letting the snakes explore her.

They took advantage of Kelly in her mentally weakened state, slithering deeper inside prodding her in places never touched before then licking at them with powerful tongues. They used their bodies to shove her legs apart, making room for more of them to eagerly explore. Her ass cheeks were spread open three of them were sliding past the tight ring, her guts pulling them in completely.

She was losing her mind with pleasure, unable to control the writhing of her hips, panting feverishly while one orgasm bled right into another. The more they stretched her out, the more they would fill her, pushing what she thought was her limit again and again. They had her cunt stretched out just as badly as Amanda, half a dozen head packed into her yawning cunt, and she loved how intense their every movement was inside her.

Then they began to push in deeper, no longer content with just teasing her, they began to slip inside her womb and even more vanished up her hungry asshole. Even as her insides groaned and gurgled from taking so many living things inside her, she moaned in pure delight over it.

Her tight vest was expanding, filling up with wriggling snakes, straining the limits of the zipper, then bursting it apart with her expanding midsection. Kelly went silent, her face lost in the bliss over the experience of becoming a busty host to the swarm violating her.

Then her neck bulged, gagging loudly on the snake that burrowed through her entire digestive tract, gurgling her scream of shock when it pushed into her mouth. Her cherry red lips parted to a black beak, its maw opening wide in triumph. eyes rolling back into her skull, strangled by its body, cumming hard and spurting her nectar over the snakes between her legs.

Both Amanda and Kelly we’re writhing in bliss their bodies smothered in wet ropes of muscle as they grew larger and more powerful. Their minds were completely gone when they began to fuck them, packing her their loosened holes with hard breeding organs, bloating their bellies with cum until they couldn’t hold anymore inside and it gushed from their pussies and flowed from her gurgling mouths.

Soon they were both fat with a new swarm of snakes, eagerly pushing at their taut flesh to repeat the process.

—

Trish was running for her life, alone in the forest filled with all kind of horrors, wanting to use her body with the same goal as those snakes had for Kelly. They had never been told what the virus was, they were only told it was an outbreak and they were supposed to clear it out.

She could have never imagined that something could have ever been as bad as Raccoon city, but she had been proven to be utterly wrong that morning. In her panic to get away she barely made out the strands of silk hanging before her, but she was running so fast she couldn’t stop herself from running into them.

She shouted in alarm when she ran full force into the sticky cables, her body becoming entangled in the webbing. Her frantic thrashing was only making things worse, her limbs were only gathering more threads of the sticky silk, arms and legs splayed out awkwardly, one higher than the other, helpless to the creature that laid the trap.

The blonde did not have to wait for long for the spider to come and claim its prize, emerging from the tall tree canopies above her. Its body was massive, black carapace, the many orbs of its eyes glistening in the morning rays of the sun, orange hairs sparsely reaching all over its body and eight limbs, its abdomen was narrow indicating it was a he, if she was betting girl, he had a cock and was going to use it on her.

If she didn’t have a fear of spiders already, she certainly did then, screaming her lungs out in absolute horror, her striking blue eyes as wide as saucers. She was flailing wildly as he approached her, his fanged mouth drooling in anticipation, but she knew it was not out of hunger, he was going to do something far more terrible with her body.

Sure enough, he moved onto the ground behind her, her body supporting its weight while it stood on a pair of hairy stalks. The remaining six legs set to the task of stripping her down, the ends of them were tipped with sharp hooks, making easy work of her loose fitting clothing.

She was screaming for help, sobbing in desperation while it skillfully shredded apart her uniform, dropping the ragged tatters to the ground. She regretted ever leaving Kelly behind, certain that the spider was her punishment for abandoning her partner.

Her torso was nude, perky tits rising and falling with her frightened breaths, her bare slit exposed to the tip of the abdomen moving under it, legs being drawn apart by his hooked claws. She could only watch helplessly when his huge cock was pushed forward a long pink organ glistening with clear slime. The head was shaped like a cone, the crown wreathed in a forest of barbs, the shaft heavily rooted with purple throbbing veins.

She whimpered at the sight of his inhuman organ, pulsing eagerly to be inside her, just inches away from her tight seam. Then the spider struck hard, punching into her pampered sex with cruelty, his hard dick prying her open, squeezing past the resistance of her entrance with an awfully loud slurp.

She wailed in agony, getting fucked hard and deep by the arachnid, the spines scraping at her tender walls, her pussy queefing and squishing around his thick meat. He was pushing too far into her shallow cunt, brutally renovating it to take his impossible length. Her screams of torment were rising in pitch, the spines were raking her raw setting her insides on fire with pain.

Yet the spider was demanding her pussy to take more, her body jerking when he smashed into her, all she could do was whimper as warm tears streaked down her cheeks, he was going to kill her with his dick. The arachnid would pause for a moment leaving the throbbing organ wedged inside her, veins twitching over her sensitive walls.

Then it started pummeling her insides with renewed vigor, violently rocking her body with the power behind its thrusting abdomen, Trish was reduced to groaning brokenly from his brutality. She couldn’t believe it, the spider was holding back his orgasm, prolonging her suffering for his selfish pleasure. Over and over he would do this to her, stopping for a moment, then savagely fucking her again in a long fit of feral sex.

He was fucking her brains into mush, too stupid to tell if was pain or pleasure pulsing between her legs, either way, she was moaning for more, squeezing her cunt to better feel the shocks those spines would deliver to her system. Her pussy was melting around him, gushing with sloppy belches, her pink walls were red and swollen making her cunt a nice squishy hole to fuck.

His white hot eruption was shockingly sudden, the arachnid showed no signs of pleasure or quickening of pace, just a mechanical undulation of its organ inside her body. The heat washing into her was amazing, she moaned deeply from each burst deep in her core.

The low part of her stomach swelled up just under the navel with his hot gift, then his cock limply fell from her aching pussy with a slop. Her core was throbbing, her breaths coming in heavy pants, yet she knew it wasn’t over, the heat was only rising in intensity.

She was left alone still hanging in the web, her pussy leaking tar like arachnid spunk down one thigh with something growing inside her. She was keenly aware of the sensations of her baby chamber being stretched and the strong flutters of movement inside her. There was a single heavy weight deep in her core and it was happening quickly, already she could feel its many limbs as it stirred.

Her stomach was swelling up, all she could do was watch it grow, the way it was moving was giving her a perverse thrill as the virus warped her mind into a receptive surrogate for her mutated child. Her head tilted back with a shuddering moan, the weight she felt in her body was becoming uncomfortable, her midsection becoming taut and round.

Her breaths became labored, her stomach writhed with her large child moving restlessly, every movement sending waves of bliss over her messed up mind. The lids of her eyes were heavy with pleasure, had she known how good it felt to be knocked up, she would have eagerly impaled herself on the spider’s cock.

There was a surge of warm fluid between her legs, her water had broken, the walls of her uterus compressing around the freak inside her. She groaned brokenly from the first contraction, her body pushing at the thrashing creature, its every movement visible from her flushed pink stomach.

The contractions grew in intensity, her groans giving way to pleasured cries when her child pried open her cervix to receive its massive head. An orgasm ripped through Trish’s body, the nerve endings along her spine went alight with electric tingles, arms and legs quaking in their silken bonds.

The baby was forcing its way through her passage, her breaths came in strangled gasps, head dangling between her shoulders when the size of her mutated child. Long black hooks slid out from the seam of her pussy, spreading out her pink petals, gaping her winking opening, little by little, she was being stretched open, being forced to give birth to her child

The bones of her pelvis groaned from the stress of a misshapen head squeezing through her entrance, her mouth gaping in stupefied awe when it felt like she was going to be torn asunder. Her pussy was being pushed out of place, unable to open wide enough to deliver her child, her parted legs unable to open any further in the webbing restraining her.

The muscles tore along her entrance, her tight hole went slack losing all its strength, she let forth a wail while her broken cunt gushed a hot spray of her nectar, cumming powerfully when her baby broke her. The lips of her ruined hole rolled back over its head, the rest of its body was quick to follow, hitting the forest floor with a wet smack.

Trish’s body went slack in their bonds, head falling forward, her child nowhere to be seen below her, chest heaving with ragged gasps, beads of sweat streaking down her glistening body from her ordeal. She barely noticed the spider had returned pulling her hips over top the point of his abdomen, then driving his organ deep into her ragged hole.

The whole process began anew, her body was being savagely violated by the arachnid, the pink after birth clinging to his hard spire, churning it into a froth. The sound of the spider plundering her sloppy cunt filled the forest, she would give him as many young as her body could handle, then he would find another use for her when she couldn’t.

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The Selection – Cheerleader Sally Ch 2

Originally written by Frankel

I ran to the address I had been told was my new home in what was known as The Selection girls’ ghetto.

It covered two city blocks and was wall to wall high rise apartments with no doors or windows.

Like all the apartments I found mine was very basic. Just one couch and a double bed for furniture. There was no kitchen as we only ate government subscribed food delivered to us wherever we were, our location tracked by GPS at all times.

I was unlucky. My apartment was on the ground floor. Girls higher up were less likely to be raped as it was easier for men to just grab a girl on the lower levels.

My next appointment was still a while away so I lay down on my bed and rested, listening to the sound of at least ten different rape scenes being played out on the street and nearby apartments.

In this ghetto you were more likely to be raped by a guy not subscribing to your group than in any other place.

Of course at the time I didn’t know any of this. This was still my 18th birthday and I had only known sex even existed for a few hours. Why men did it was still a mystery as I had never had an orgasm myself and was yet to find out that men actually felt physical pleasure when I sucked their cock or they fucked me in one of my holes.

All I knew was that men were obsessed by it and that my years in The Selection seemed every bit as bad as the dreaded work farms.

“Perhaps it is easier once you are selected when you turn 21. When you enter a harem, whatever that is,” I thought.

When my next appointment drew close – the shower rape – I undressed and got into my shower. I washed myself with a beautifully fragrant soap and was glad of the hot water as it ran down my aching body.

I became lost in my thoughts and screamed in real fright as a hand suddenly clasped over my mouth and somebody swiped a card over the back of my head. My chip beeped twice so at least I knew this was my appointment and he was from Red Group.

He pushed me against the shower wall and pressed his body hard up against me, his hard cock pressing against my butt cheeks.

“Shut the fuck up bitch,” he yelled, his hand leaving my mouth and moving down to cup my breasts. “I am going to fuck you long and hard you little fucking cock tease.”

He used both hands to spread my butt cheeks and slowly forced his cock up into my arse, its wide girth driving up inside of me, splitting the walls of my anal cavity as it pushed deeper and deeper.

Slowly he pulled back out then suddenly thrust hard back in, pushing my whole body up the shower wall. He turned the shower head so water sprayed into my face and I had to close my eyes.

He pulled out again and this time thrust in so hard that I screamed in real pain as his cock lifted me off my feet and he pushed my face into the tiles.

He then picked up a slow rhythm, clearly savouring the whimpers of pain I made each time he lifted me off my feet with his hard thrusting cock.

He repeated this over and over again until the water ran cold, freezing my skin as it ran down my heaving body.

He turned the tap off, pulled out of my arse and forced me to my knees in front of him. I knew what he wanted me to do but this was meant to be a rape so he was going to have to force me and I was in no mood to make it easy for him.

He grabbed my head and shoved my face against his cock but I kept my mouth closed and made the biggest mistake of my life. I reached up and slapped his balls.

He doubled over in pain and I took my chance and ran out into the lounge forgetting my cheerleader uniform was still in the bathroom.

I was wet and naked in the lounge with nowhere to go.

“You’re dead bitch!” he screamed from the bathroom and came bounding out. He crashed me to the ground and pinned me down to the floor.

“No bitch does that and lives,” he said and forced all his fingers into my pussy. Slowly he pushed his entire fist inside me and then began to fuck me with his fist forcing it painfully inside me until it was wrist deep.

I screamed in pain, knowing I had crossed a line and in fear for my very life.

“I’m sorry!” I said desperately. “Please don’t hurt me. I’ll do anything. I’ll suck your cock.”

He twisted his fist inside me then took it out and moved anadolu yakası sevgili tadında escort his cock over my face as I lay on the floor. This time I opened my mouth and he slammed it into the back of my throat. Desperate to please him, I flicked my tongue around his shaft as he fucked my mouth like a cunt.

He groaned and I realised the tongue flicking felt good and did it faster, twirling my tongue all around his hard cock. An unfamiliar wetness formed in my pussy and I found I had a sudden desire to feel this cock inside me.

He turned his body around, his cock still in my mouth, and drove his head between my legs. His balls now bounced in front of my eyes and I felt his tongue begin to lick my clit.

It was a sensation like nothing I had ever felt before and my pussy become saturated as I moaned with this delightful new sensation. His cock continued to pound my face but I found I was starting to enjoy it, a desperate desire for this hard cock in my mouth overwhelming me.

I found myself bucking my hips into his face as a great tension built up inside of me and suddenly burst in a massive orgasm that had me screaming with pleasure for the first time in my life.

“You filthy bitch, you can’t get enough cock can you?” he said.

I couldn’t speak with a dick in my mouth so simply moaned in agreement hoping he would take me in my pussy.

He took his cock out of my mouth and dragged me on to all fours. He moved behind me and I realised with horror that he was moving his cock not into my pussy but back into my arse. In an instant my desire for his cock became fear of it instead.

The now familiar pain of anal entry filled my brain and I curled my fingers on the floor as he began to thrust into me. My breasts rocked beneath me as he forced his cock in and out of my arse.

“No!” I screamed. “In my pussy! Please!”

“Jesus Christ,” he said. “First it slaps my balls and now it’s giving orders!”

He slapped my butt cheeks hard then took my hair in his hands and yanked my head back.

“No bitch tells me what the fuck to do,” he said. “One more fucking word and I’ll have you sent to the work farm.”

An image of the machine they attach women to at the work farm appeared in my mind and I bit my lip and took the pain as his cock extended fully into my arse and he pulled my hair so hard strands came out in his hand.

He began to groan and I sensed he was close to cumming and turned my head towards him and tried to smile at him, a last desperate attempt at making him forgive me for all the rules of female behaviour I had broken.

Something about my smile seemed to excite him.

“That’s more like it bitch, smile as I rip you open!”

He roared almost like an elephant and cum erupted into my arse. He gripped my hips to steady himself as wave after wave filled me. Finally he pulled out of me and I submissively bent down before him like a dog and started kissing and licking his feet deeply afraid he would report me to a work farm for my indiscretion.

They had shown us photos of the insane eyes of work farm women every day at school. Three days on the machine broke most women it was said.

“You scared bitch?!” he asked.

I was too scared to answer, worried whatever answer I gave would be wrong. In the end I did the only thing I could think to do and raised my head up and started to gently lick his balls.

“Now that is better,” he said.

His cock grew hard again as I took his sack in my mouth and sucked it, twirling my tongue around it in a way I knew he liked.

He pulled my head off him and guided his cock back into my mouth. I closed my eyes as his cock slid between my lips.

“Look at me bitch!” he said.

I opened my eyes and looked up at him as he developed a steady rhythm to his fucking of my mouth. I started to moan as if I was enjoying it but now I was simply hoping to please him.

He clamped my head between his hands, a look of intense concentration on his face as his cock thrust ever more rapidly into my throat. Cum still covered his cock and combined with the stink of my insides to be one of the most unpleasant tastes I had ever encountered but I did my best to smile at him around his cock.

Without warning, without him even flinching, he came anadolu yakası oral yapan escort in my mouth. This time the cum drained out slowly and settled as a creamy puddle on my tongue.

He took his cock out.

“Show me,” he said.

I opened my mouth and stuck my tongue out to show him his cum on my tongue.

“Swallow,” he said.

I swallowed.

“Stand up,” he said.

I stood.

“Jump,” he said.

I started to jump up and down on the spot. He grinned nastily as he watched my breasts bounce with every jump.

“Jump outside,” he said.

I jumped towards the door and then outside onto the pavement where a woman dressed as a nurse was being pack raped by three men. Without further instructions I kept jumping down the road.

“Stop!” he called out after me. He walked over to me and slapped my face hard so my head turned.

“Smile,” he said.

I smiled. He grabbed both my nipples with his fingers and twisted them painfully. I knew it was a trap, he was trying to make me stop smiling without permission but I managed to keep smiling as pain wracked my body. He slapped me again but I kept smiling as he slapped my head back and forth over and over again.

“You’ve got potential,” he said. “You’ve got spirit and the good sense to obey.”

He looked me up and down.

“And my God what a body as well. Where’d you learn that trick with your tongue?”

I stayed smiling, fearing a trap.

“I asked you a question bitch, you have to answer me.”

“I thought of it myself,” I said. I wanted to ask if it felt good but knew women weren’t allowed to ask questions. My life hung in the balance and it was not the time to take risks.

“How old are you?” he asked.

“18 today,” I said.

“Jesus,” he said. “Your first day in The Selection. You did well. Some girls make the mistake of hitting out on their first date and haven’t the brains to stop.”

He slapped me again.

“Hitting my balls was a mistake but you learnt your lesson. Keep it up and I might select you. Do you know what that means?”

“No, sir,” I said.

“It means you become my property. You do what I say when I say but for me and me alone. My cock is the only cock you touch and only when I say. But it also means I have to take care of you. I become your guardian and I must feed, clothe and protect you. No more rough stuff then. I make love to you, I don’t hurt you anymore. I have ten girls already and all of them have come to love me, even though I would brutally rape them when they were under selection. Kneel down.”

I knelt before him and opened my mouth.

“Good,” he said. “You know your place. Survive selection and your place will be as a Queen. These are the hard years but trust me if you survive them paradise awaits. Fail and it is hell. Trust me, I have visited a work farm. The machine never stops.”

He pushed his cock into my open mouth and I started sucking. I knew every word he had said was true. I wanted him to be my master. I knew deep down that through him there would be salvation. Other men I had met already might have killed me for what I had done but he had been fair.

I sucked his cock hard as it grew once more and smiled up at him, trying to show worship for him in my eyes.

He smiled back and came in my mouth.

“See you around bitch,” he said. “I’ve booked you a few more times already. Going to rape you at the beach tomorrow.”

He walked away leaving me kneeling naked in the street. I hurried back home, hoping none of the men watching me from the shadows were rapists from other groups.

When I made it back I checked my phone for appointments.

“Street abduction and side alley rape. 300 Smith Street Newtown 9 pm.”

I had just enough time to make it if I left now and wasn’t raped on the way.

I quickly dressed into my cheerleader costume and headed out the door. Another cheerleader from my team was being raped by at least ten men across the road. She was bound with ropes and being taken in all three holes at the same time. The chance that all those men were Red Group was very small. I was starting to believe there was little point in the group system as it was being broken all the time.

“Why don’t the men from Red Group complain?” I thought. anadolu yakası escort “They pay for us and others take us for free. It doesn’t make sense.”

I started to run, trying hard to be quiet and hoping none of the men raping my fellow cheerleader would chase me.

I was lucky and they didn’t come after me. I made it across town a bit quicker than I had expected and was able to slow to a walk on Smith Street.

It was dark now and I was surprised how quiet it was. It was only 8.30 so in the end I was early.

I walked past 300 Smith Street a couple of times but no-one grabbed me so when it started to rain I headed into a nearby bar.

There were only two people in there, a barmaid and a man who was fucking her face. The guy looked at me and took the barmaid off his cock.

“You busy?” he asked.

“Getting raped at 9,” I said.

He bent the barmaid over and started fucking her from behind.

“Get the girl a scotch,” he said.

The barmaid poured a large amount of scotch into a tall glass and slid the drink over to me. I was impressed at how easily she did it while being fucked so hard.

“Drink it,” he said. “Your rapist will want you drunk.”

I had never tasted alcohol and drank it too quickly, coughing as it burnt my throat. I managed to drink it all and the effect it had on me was almost immediate. My head was spinning within minutes and I had to be reminded by the barmaid that I had an appointment to keep.

I staggered out of the bar and wound my way down the street to 300 Smith Street. This time there was a man standing there.

“Are you alright?” he asked.

“Fine,” I said.

“You look a little unsteady. How about I walk you home? Quite dangerous on the streets for a pretty girl.”

“Thank you,” I said knowing this must be my rapist. Only he would have said this.

“You live close?” he asked swiping his card against my head. It beeped twice.

“Sure,” I said playing my part. “Just around the corner.”

“Come on, then,” he said and took me by the arm and helped me as I tottered unsteadily along the street.

We turned into a dark side street. He gripped my arm tightly and I knew it was only a matter of time until he jumped me but I was now so tired and drunk I couldn’t feel scared. I simply wanted to get it over with. We passed an alley and he pushed me inside. I fell to the ground and he dragged me by my hair into the darkness.

I didn’t scream, simply let myself get dragged along until we reached the end of the alley way. He jumped on top of me, cobblestones digging painfully into my back as he forced my legs apart and penetrated my pussy with his small dick.

Having been fisted only a few hours before I could barely even feel this guy’s cock as he fucked me. The rain had cleared by now so I lay still and looked up at the stars in the sky and wondered to myself if there were other worlds around those stars.

“Are women treated like this there?” I thought. “Maybe on that planet it is the men who are slaves.”

I was brought back to this world when the guy bit my tit.

“Scream bitch! Do you like being raped or something? Why aren’t you screaming!”

“Because your cock is so pathetic,” I thought but knew it would have been death to say it.

Instead I said nothing. I wasn’t going to scream for him. It was the one bit of power I had left and I knew, even in my drunken state, that it was risky. He could get mad and get rough if I didn’t fear him but I was just too tired to care.

I simply looked up at the stars. He was getting frustrated and his cock became limp to the point where he couldn’t keep it in me.

He slapped me twice but I lay still.

“Fucking lazy bitch,” he said. “Worst cunt ever!”

He kicked me in the legs and walked off into the night.

I picked myself up and walked back into the street. I could see him across the road wanking as he watched me stagger up the road. As I reached Smith Street he ran up and grabbed me by the hair and forced me to my knees.

I opened my mouth and let him fuck my face but refused to wrap my lips around his tiny cock. He still couldn’t stay hard so he had to pull out and masturbate over my face.

“Look at me!” he yelled. I looked up at him and he cried out and came on my face, a surprisingly large load which covered my forehead and eyes.

“Keep it on your face slut,” he said. “You have been owned.”

“How pathetic,” I thought as he walked off. As soon as he was out of sight I cleaned the cum from my face and started for home.

My next appointment was at home at midnight.

“Sleep rape,” is all it said.

“Thank God,” I thought. “Won’t even have to open my eyes.”

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The Night Before Battle_(1)

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As was often the way, a slight political spat over land ownership between two minor lords of the Asatarian and Sevonian nations had developed into a heightened state, each lord gathering his troops to his banner to fight for what he considered to be his god-given right. Whether whatever God was watching cared for the whole sorry affair, Alice preferred not to question. Such question were better left to the philosophers while she worried with the here and now. As her home county prepared for war, it was inevitable that she would be called to battle, given her status as a mercenary of some repute; Sevonia was a place where everyone could throw their lives away in search of glory, no matter their creed or background. Sevonia was a place where strength was the only currency that mattered, and she had it with some to spare. The bastard daughter of a mercenary and a camp follower, she had been with Sevonian soldiers her whole life, and it seemed some of her fathers knack for killing had been passed down to her. Unlike her father though, she had also been gifted with her mother’s cunning, a trait that kept her alive when many of the company was slaughtered, including their Captain, her father. Devoid of leadership, the mercenaries had floundered until she grabbed a hold of the reigns, turning them from internecine brawlers into one of the finest fighting forces this side of the Azur. When the call to arms had come, so too did the responsibility of the mercenary forces under the Sevonian banner fall to her. So it was that she found herself marching alongside the bulk of Lord Alastair’s forces, at the head of one arm of the force that made up the Sevonian retribution against Asatar.

Despite the footslogging, the miles went by relatively quickly, every man and woman present at least somewhat used to marching. As the sun began to sink low into the sky, camp was called. The carts following up the main column of troops was messily pilfered by the soldiers, setting up tents and fires in good time. Lord Alastair called to her as she walked by.

“Miss Endera, set up your tent over here if you will.” He gestured to the section of the campsite where his own tent and his retainers tents were. The benefits of leadership, a voice in her head snarked as she dumped the pile of poles and fabric onto the ground.

Sometime later, after the tent had been assembled and the sun had almost dipped below the horizon line, she finished piling the firewood in a ring of stones. She stood up to look for Enukai, the mage that had been assigned to her, surprised when she caught him already approaching from the corner of her eye.

“Stand back a moment, if you will?” He requested, Alice dutifully rising to her feet and stepping back. He extended his hand with a wordless grunt, the tinder sparking into a glowing conflagration with an audible poof. Alice lowered herself to the ground, crossing her legs in front of the fire. She gestured for him to sit too, and he obeyed.

“I hope Lord Alastair has more in store for me than being a glorified fire lighter.” He laughed, gazing into the flames.

“Even if he doesn’t, I do.” Alice replied, tossing another twig onto the fire.

“Oh?”

“My company had quite a few mages in the past. Commanding them is nothing new to me.” She reached into her pack, pulling out a wrapped loaf of bread and tearing a chunk from it.

“It is good to know I am in good hands.”

“So, tell me a little about anadolu yakası kendi evinde görüşen escort what you can do.” She asked, taking another bite. “Before that though, do you have food?”

“Yes, I do. I am not hungry right now, though.”

“Make sure you eat before you sleep. We won’t be sticking around long in the morning. But that aside, tell me about your own skills.”

Conversing with Enukai about the vital role he played in tomorrow’s battle plans served to calm her nerves somewhat, but failed to quash them entirely. Her father had once told her than the man who does not fear battle is simply mad, but even this level of discomfort felt too high for her liking. The night wore on in conversation, exhaustion began to creep into Alice’s frame, and she began to make her excuses, placing her discomfort down to tiredness. But as she stood, she suddenly clicked on to what the feeling might be.

“I’m afraid I must retire for the night, if I am to be of any use as a commander tomorrow.” She laughed, hauling herself to her feet and brushing dirt and detritus from her backside as she did so.

“Indeed, it is most late. I shall go to my tent.” Enukai responded, rising to his feet with a spinning motion. “Good night, Miss Endera.” He nodded his head and began to walk away, pausing when he felt a grip at his wrist. “Yes?” He inquired.

“Instead of going to your tent, perhaps you could… come to mine?” She ventured, refusing to let her own nervousness show.

“I could do that. Would you like me to?”

“I would.”

“Then lead the way, Miss Endera.” He gestured.

“Please, call me Alice.” She responded, sliding her hand around his and pulling him gently along.

When they arrived at her tent, she ducked inside, and as he followed, she pulled and pinned him to the ground, locking her lips to his in a probing kiss. Stubble roughed against her skin as she explored his mouth, and he hers. As she did so, nimble hands unbuckled his belt, sliding his leather trousers to his knees. With her right hand she gripped his semi-erect shaft loosely and began a gentle stroking, feeling it harden at her touch moment by moment. He broke the kiss apart, planting several smaller ones along her jawline and down her neck, before biting down upon the skin of her neck. She groaned slightly, and he used to momentary distraction to flip them both over, pinning her underneath him, her dirty blonde hair splayed around her head like a halo.

With a sweeping motion he lifted her shirt to the top, exposing the pale flesh of her stomach and breasts to the open air. A well toned midriff pitted with a myriad of old scars greets him, before he hungrily locks his mouth around her right nipple, sucking and biting to soft coos from the woman beneath him. His right hand reaches up and begins to knead her left breast, while his left gently trails his fingers along the contours of her stomach. Enamoured with his ministrations, she simply whimpered for a few moments before regaining her composure, grasping him by the shoulders and rolling them both back over.

As they landed, she placed both her hands upon his chest with a wolf-like smile, slithering down his body to the erect member and stroking it with her right hand, with more force this time. She ran her tongue around the head, tasting it for the first time. It was a decidedly neutral anadolu yakası eve gelen escort taste, no real difference from any other she had encountered, excluding the slight taste of sweat generated by the days march. She slipped the head into her mouth, filling her mouth with saliva as she did so, increasing the pace of her hand working the shaft. Her left hand retreated to her own body, undoing her own belt and crawling inside her wet panties, pawing gingerly at her clit. She sank her head further down, feeling the tip of his cock touch her tonsils. Her body screamed out to gag, but she suppressed it by force of will, pushing it back even further into her throat. She held it for a second, before bringing it back to a more manageable position, bobbing her head up and down as her thumb and forefinger worked the base. The taste of precum was becoming more prominent in her mouth with every bob of her head. She pulled her wet fingers from her own crotch and moved it to play around his balls, the occasional testing finger brushing up against his asshole as she fondled him. Her eyes met his with every test, searching for any sign of disagreement, but none was forthcoming. As she pushed her head down once more, she slipped the index finger of her left hand inside his puckered ring to the first knuckle. As her nose almost touched his mass of black pubic hair, he placed a hand of her forehead and lifted her away. She pouted slightly as she met his gaze, denied of her enjoyment, but the rational part of her knew why she had been stopped. The look on his face told her that he was mere moments away from blowing his load in her mouth, and she didn’t want that yet.

“Not yet.” He commanded. “Remove those trousers.”

She gladly obeyed, dropping her left hand to her pussy again, more vigorously this time. He beckoned her over to where he lay, before pulling her over his head and burying his tongue within her. He lapped like a hungry dog, his tongue exploring the inside of her love cave as well as flicking over her clitoris like a scenting snake. She moaned openly, her face falling slack and her breath panting as she drew close to finishing. His right hand crept up and slid two fingers inside her with ease, pumping back and forth as they massaged her inner walls. The world seemed to go silent for a moment, before a quickly stifled cry ripped out of her throat. She clamped her hands over her mouth as Enukai continued to tongue fuck her, her chest heaving in the aftermath of her orgasm. She slid her ass back so that she sat upon his chest.

“I can’t wait any longer. I need it.” She panted, rolling off him onto her back and spreading her legs. He rose to a kneeling position and placed the top of his cock against her soaked slit, when she reached out and placed a hand on his chest.

“Wait. It’s not a safe week for me.” She admitted. Enukai nodded, trying not to appear somewhat disappointed. She turned her gaze away from his slightly. “But I want you to go lower.” She murmured in a mouse-like tone. Her face may have blushed was it not already bright red.

“Are you sure?” He asked, tilting his head slightly.

“Yes. I have only done this once before, but I do not wish to deny you.” Her voice gained more confidence as the sentence went on. “Please, fuck me.”

He nodded his understanding with a lascivious smile, spitting onto his hand and working it around anadolu yakası escort the shaft of his cock. Some of Alice’s saliva had dried out in the chill night air, and he thought it best that he did not hurt her. She would have to fight tomorrow after all. After he was satisfied with the preparation of his own weapon, he bent his head down and spat again, the globlet landing atop her winking asshole. He worked it in and around the hole with a forefinger, pushing it in up to the third knuckle. She moaned as it entered, but her face betrayed no pain. He pushed in a second finger alongside it, spreading them slightly inside her. She groaned as he stretched her, her face a mix of pleasure and the occasional pain of adjustment. Satisfied with his work, her crawled close to her once more, pressing the head of his cock against her now-widened ass. It pushed back of him as he slowly thrust, but in a jerky motion the tip disappeared inside the ring of her ass, eliciting a sharp whimper from her.

“Are you okay?” He asked, pausing his invasion of her. She met his gaze again with slightly watering eyes, biting down upon her knuckle. She nodded. He pushed again, inch by inch sliding inside of her gut. After a few moment he was as deep as he was going to get, her firm ass pushed hard against his thighs. He shot her an unspoken question, and she nodded again. He pulled backwards, pulling most of his shaft from her until just the head remained. With slow, deliberate movements he pushed back in. Despite her teary eyes, her free hand began to slide in and out of her pussy at a pace matching his own. With each thrust he increased the tempo; the slapping of his thighs against her asscheeks like a heavy drumbeat. Her eyes had begun to roll back into her head as her ass was speared on his cock relentlessly, her fingers becoming a blur as she pumped herself. She began to pant again, her back arching from the double penetration she was experiencing. Another orgasm washed over her again, but this time she came slightly more prepared, biting down onto her knuckle so that her squeal became more of an extended whimper. The orgasm wracking her body caused her sphincter to lock down on his cock, the extra pressure pushing him over the edge. With a grunt he emptied his load deep into her gut in several great spurts. He thrust a couple more times to ensure his balls were fully emptied into her, before slowly pulling away from her. Her asshole made an audible sound as the head of his cock popped from it, cum still leaking from the tip. Alice lay still for a second, slowly rubbing at her gut and revelling in the warmth of having her ass pumped with cum. Satisfied, she rose into a kneeling position, and crawled towards him like a cat, lapping up the beads of jizz that still dripped from the head of his dick. She slipped it into her mouth again, pushing the tip deep into her throat and drinking what was left of his load like a beggar drinking drips from a tap. He tasted slightly different; her own taste, she supposed, ignoring his slightly groans of protest for a moment before retracting her head.

“Can’t waste a drop.” She chimed, licking her lips in response to his exasperated look.

“Your reputation proceeds you, but this reputation did not.”

“Nor will it.” She said, pulling him close and whispering into his ear. “Not if you want this to happen again.”

“I understand.” He smirked. “I will see you tomorrow.”

“Indeed you will.” She returned the smile as he left the tent, closing the door behind him. She lay back on her straw bed, feeling Enukai’s cum begin to leak from her ass. She reached down a finger, scooping up the offending drop and placing it into her mouth as if sampling a fine food. She lay her head back and pulled over her blanket, all nervous thoughts of tomorrows battle drowned in the afterglow.

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I first met Emma at my oldest friend Jerrys birthday party the previous Friday, See http://stories.xnxx.com/sex_stories_may_2005/making_an_old_man_very_happy.php for the story of that meeting and consider it part 1 to this adventure.

Now it’s Monday and a public holiday, I’d invited Emma over for a barbecue because she seemed eager to have some fun with my boyfriend.

Paul was in the back garden firing up the charcoal when Emma arrived. I rushed out to meet her and held the car door open. Her long and slender, tanned legs emerged. Wearing lemon yellow high heeled shoes and a matching short dress she looked so elegant and very sexy. She stood, held out a hand and took mine, pulled me towards her and we kissed. Her tongue pushed between my lips, probing my mouth. One hand snaked around my waist while the other slid down the front of my stomach. I pulled her lithe, warm body to mine and our kiss deepened, became more passionate. A long minute later we broke apart and I invited her into the house and meet Paul. We turned to walk up the drive, Paul was standing at the doorway, watching. He came striding towards us with a beaming smile of welcome on his expressive face, his eyes glittering with a powerful lust. Emma stopped in her tracks, tugged me towards her and whispered in my ear “he’s black”

I was stunned, surely she’s not racist, if she starts getting funny with him, she’s out of here faster than a kick in the ass can carry her. I snapped “Yes he is… and he’s my boyfriend”.

“I’ve never been with a black guy, is it true what they say?” she whispered.

“Ask him. Emma, this is Paul, Paul, meet Emma. Emma wants to ask you a question”

“Oh…“ She stuttered, suddenly coy and shy, her ears and cheeks rapidly turning red with embarrassment just like Friday night when the crowd of partygoers applauded our antics. “Err… hello Paul, err…what I…look, oh I’m sorry, I’ve never actually err….

Paul responded in his easy going ‘doctors manner’, “I don’t bite…Unless you want me to, what was it you wanted to know?”

She looked him in the eye and blurted out “Is it true that black men have huge dicks?”

As Paul was replying he was pulling down his zip “I don’t really know, I guess there are some big, some small” at this point he flipped his magnificent circumcised member from his trousers and continued “and some an average ten inches like this”.

I gave him a sidelong glance and thought ‘I’ve told you fifty millions times not to exaggerate, you know damn well that it’s only just over nine and three quarters – on a good day’

Paul has a way of inviting people to look deeply into his eyes when he speaks with them. In the sight of a pretty girl, his eyes sparkle with desire. Girls usually take it as an inviting and comforting warmth and are drawn into his eyes so Emma was looking in exactly the wrong place. The sudden movement of his hand and dick flopping out of his trousers drew her attention downwards. “Oh my God!” she screamed like an over excited schoolgirl, she looked at me. “It’s huge, can I touch it?”

She knelt and took Pauls magnificent weapon in hand before I could say “Don’t ask me, ask Paul”. I was very relieved. The sudden burst of anger she had caused evaporated in that instant

Emma crouched in front of my boyfriend looking up into his eyes while she held his shaft in one hand and rubbed the glans with the other. Paul instantly reacted and within seconds he was erect. Holding his shaft upright she began running her tongue from where his dick emerged from his trousers right up the tip, she swirled her tongue for a second or two and then back down.

This was happening out on the front garden, my place is pretty secluded but there is a little traffic passes and I could hear a car labouring up the hill, I said. “Now you’ve been introduced I think we should go inside before you draw an audience”.

“Oh, yes, sorry” Emma looked around and realised where she was, another flush of embarrassment, perhaps memories of last Friday again and the crowd that gathered to watch us, she stood up.

“Spoil sport” Paul reproached.

As we walked into the house, I notice that Paul had not put his dick away and the car was pulling into my driveway. “Nice out, isn’t it Paul? Put it away before everyone sees it”

He looked over his shoulder, “It’s Lissa and Ahmeed, shouldn’t have used Lissas car, your hill’s too steep for it”. He waved them to come on in.

There was another round of (less intimate) introduction. I though Emma, being bi, would be smitten with Lissa who is a very pretty Vietnamese woman with a slim waist and nicely rounded curves in exactly the right places, long, (almost to her waist) flowing smooth jet black hair and sexy as sin, Pauls ex girlfriend, currently with Ahmeed and also bi-sexual. But Emma seemed to be fascinated by Ahmeed, she was obviously undressing him in her minds eye. He is big, intimidating, very well muscled, with broad shoulders and a fairly slim waist, and with bulging, rippling biceps that his tight T-shirt only accentuated, perhaps sculptured would be a more accurate description. He has the most wonderful patterns of interwoven tribal markings on his cheeks, arms, chest and back that just beg to be traced with delicate fingers. His face can only be described as pure African, with a broad nose and very thick lips. His head is shaved and his skin is a deep (almost blue) black. His voice a deep and gentle rumble with a heavy mid African accent. Oh and Emma does not know this yet but he has the most enormous penis I have ever seen, and I’ve seen a few big dicks. Paul is not small by any means but Ahmeed is at least twice as thick and a good mouthful longer.

Lissa took Emma by the hand, “Don’ worry ’bout ‘im” she said “’e ‘ere only to show off muscle, ‘e look good on my arm, maybe later ‘e look good on you”. She chuckled as she led Emma through to the patio.

Paul said “So that’s who helped you collect all that charity money on Friday”, he grinned a mischievous grin “she’s beautiful, gorgeous, corn blond, honey skin with the body and legs of Jade Hsu, hmmm, nice, you really know how to choose a girl for me (laugh). She looks late teens, are you sure she’s 20?”

I grinned as I answered, “That’s what she said and Jerry confirmed it”, I was smiling because Jade Hsu is Pauls dream girl, more than once we have been fucking and he uttered her name, much to the amusement of both of us. “Ohhh Jade” I mimicked, we both burst out laughing.

Ahmeed stared at us, at a loss to know what was so funny, he growled “I had no breakfast so can we eat first, hope you’ve got a whole cow cooking”. We went out into the garden to see how the charcoal was coming on…

…After plenty of good charcoal broiled food and cold juice…

(Sorry, no alcohol, I don’t object to people having a drink it’s just that I like to be in full control of my faculties and I don’t see the point of pickling my brain cells and liver so it’s something that I never think about buying in. I suppose it makes me a bad hostess but my visitors never complain.)

…While the guys where tidying up, taking the used plates into the kitchen, Lissa, Emma and I decided to put on a show for their entertainment. We played it cool until they had finished their chores, returned to the garden and made themselves comfortable. I stood, followed by the other two girls. We flaunted ourselves in front of them, stroking our bodies, offering our breasts to them and slowly, enticingly we began to strip. None of us had much in the way of clothes to remove anyway and apart from Lissas split silk dress the tight summer clothing was not designed for taking off seductively so it was a task for all of us to make our striptease exciting.

Naked except for our shoes Lissa and I turned to Emma and began to caress her. We fondled her small, firm breasts, stroked our hands over her slender body, thighs, buttocks and that mound of corn blond hair. We licked and kissed her neck, shoulders, breasts and belly. We worshipped her body with ours. Slowly we eased her over to lie on the grass. I kissed Emma on the lips, massaged and kneaded her breasts, rubbed her nipples between my fingers until they were hard and erect. I took a nipple between my lips and sucked and nibbled until she gasped then moved my hand down to her sex and felt Lissa nuzzling between her legs. I opened my eyes to see that Lissa was working wonders with her tongue on Emmas clitoris. I pulled away from Emma and shuffled round to straddle her head then lowered myself to her mouth. Emma eagerly began to lick me, flicking her tongue up and down parting my labia then pushed her tongue into me, clamping her wide open mouth to me and sucking.

Lissa swung around without taking her head from between Emmas legs, lifted a leg over Emmas body and pushed herself up to meet me. I folded my arms around her legs, leaned forward and began to eat Lissas juicy cunt, gently nibbling her labia and pushing my tongue anadolu yakası escort inside her, she was open and very wet, I could taste semen, she’d already fucked Ahmeed today. That was how we all came, Lissa eating Emma. Emma eating me and I was eating Lissa. It started with Emma stiffening and then arching her back, which pushed Lissa harder into my face. Lissa began to shudder just as Emmas probing tongue brought a wave of pleasure flooding through me.

I stood up and looked towards the guys. Both were reclined on the garden loungers and watching with rapt attention, rock hard dicks in their hands. As I moved away, I heard Emma say “my God, he’s enorm….” as Lissa lowered herself onto Emmas mouth, Emma began to slurp Lissas sopping pussy. I walked over to Paul and kissed him with my wet lips, then turned and lifted a leg over him and lowered myself onto his hard shaft. I dropped onto his perfect penis until I sat on his pubic bone, his steel hard member filling me. I leaned to one side and took Ahmeeds monster dick in my left hand and gently stroked as we watched Emma and Lissa perform.

Ahmeed rose and began to move towards them, Lissa shooed him away, indicating with her fingers that Emma was too tight for his enormous penis then she waved Paul over. Reluctantly I got off him, considered dropping myself onto Ahmeed and decided it could be a good idea.

Lissa reached across to a cushion, she pulled Emmas ass up and slipped the cushion underneath her. Then she sat up so her cunt and ass were now completely covering Emmas mouth and nose. She inched herself back and forward over Emmas face searching for the position that would give her total domination and control over Emmas breathing. Lissa had done this to me before so I know how frighteningly erotic it is only being allowed to breathe at Lissas whim.

As I stretched myself over Ahmeeds enormous unyielding dick and began to force him into me, I lowered myself, wincing and savouring every inch until he was just pushing on my cervix. He groaned, I balanced myself, my legs astride the lounger, hands on his thighs and settled to watch my boyfriend fuck this beautiful girl.

Paul was kneeling between Emmas legs, he gently spread her lips and rubbed the tip of his dick up and down her slit. He positioned the head of his dick at the opening to her vagina, inserting just the very tip and he waited. Sure enough Emma soon began to struggle, to fight for breath. Lissa allowed Emma to take in a breath of much needed air, at the same instant Paul plunged his length deep into Emmas tight vagina. His flesh slapped on hers and Emma stiffened and began to squeal. Lissa dropped onto her face stopping the squeal of pain before it really started.

She struggled, she thrashed her arms and legs and she bucked her ass, she twisted her body. With Lissa sitting on her face and pinning her arms to the ground and Pauls big dick impaling her, his hands tightly gripping her waist she began to accept the invasion of her vagina and relaxed and Lissa rewarded her by letting her take another breath. Paul had not made a move from that first thrust and was still buried to the balls in Emma flavoured cunt. An ecstatic look washed over his face as Emma clenched and relaxed her muscles, her stomach, buttock and thigh muscles hardening and relaxing and the tendons in at the top of her legs and behind her knees tensing and easing. Each time she clenched Paul gasped or sighed. I don’t know if she was trying to push him out or stimulate him but I do know that he loves this when I do it to him. It was obvious by the stupid faces he was pulling that if she kept clenching on his dick like that he’ll be filling her up with semen before she knows it.

Emma began to struggle for air but Lissa was having none of it, she stayed put, blocking Emmas mouth and nose with her sopping cunt. She knows Paul at least as well as I do and she knew that he was on the verge of exploding. The more Emma struggled the tighter she squeezed on Pauls dick. His body was rigid, leaning slightly backwards, pushing as hard and deep as he could, his face offered to the sky and contorted in a mask of bliss as her vagina gripped and squeezed him tighter and tighter. His butt began to tremble then he jerked and let out a moan of pleasure as he shot deep into her cunt, with each spurt his ass tightened, he leaned further back, pushing deeper to plant his semen as deep as possible. Her hips squirmed in time to his ejaculations as though her cunt was drinking him, sucking the semen from him. Just as his ejaculations were diminishing Lissa rose a little, Emma gulped air and her muscles relaxed, Paul shuddered and let out a long Ahhhh, his butt cheeks tightening as he shot another couple of spurts of hot semen into her welcoming vagina.

I could see by his expression that it was a good flood, as he shot, the contorted expression transformed to pure joy. Paul stayed pushed into her for a moment or two as Emma gasped for air, with each deep breath she took that look of ecstasy wrinkled Pauls face. When her breathing steadied Paul began to withdraw, he pulled almost out then fucked up and down three or four times and then there was a sloppy plopping sound as he pulled completely out.

“No, no, put it back, god I love your big thick dick in me, fuck me please Ahmeed” she managed before Lissa gagged her again.

With Lissa covering her face she could not see whose dick she had just had in her, she obviously though that it was Ahmeed. Well now she was in for a real surprise because Ahmeed was pushing me off him so he could take Pauls place.

The smeared semen on Pauls beautiful chocolate shaft glistened in the sun. I pulled myself off Ahmeed so he could take his turn on Emma. I knelt on the grass, facing Emma and Lissa, spread my legs to that Paul could kneel behind me and fuck me while we both watched Ahmeed fuck Emma. Paul slid into my gaping cunt, my slack vagina enveloping him to his balls. Ahmeed has that effect, he’s so big and thick and he stretches you so much that the muscles take a while to return. Paul pushed deep into me, pulling me onto him with his hands on my hips and slowly he moved inside me.

Ahmeed knelt between Emmas legs, took hold of her legs and swung them up for Lissa to hold. Lissa took each of the slim ankles and pushed them apart so that she had to lean slightly forward to get full spread of her arms. Ahmeed touched his monster to Emmas pussy and began to slowly push himself into her. Before the glans has disappeared there was a muffled screaming from the area of Lissas cunt. Emma writhed then went rigid as he began to stretch her wide, she was so tense that it looked like she could snap and the more she was stretched by that colossal dick the harder her muscles became. Lissa let her get a breath of air and Ahmeed pushed at the same instant. Emma managed a gulping, scream ArrgGH… before Lissa stifled the sound. Just about every muscle in her body was screaming with rigidity.

She was going to have real problems unless she relaxed. He had three or four inches in her, she was stretched to the limit and squeezing with all he might to push that pain away from her, her body was trembling. Ahmeeds face was screwed into an evil mask of lust as the sensitive business end of his huge thick penis was gripped and crushed by tightening vagina walls. I pulled off Pauls dick and lay beside Emma, my face wedged between Lissa calf and ass cheek, my mouth close to Emmas ear. “Relax, Emma, relax, I know it hurts, I know Ahmeed is big but if you relax it’s easier. Emma, listen to me, relax, let him in, don’t fight it. Emma, are you listening”

“Hnnnph”

“Is that one humph for yes?”

“Hnnnphhummhunph”

Lissa allowed her some air. The weird humphing noises were Emma trying to chuckle. The sound was abruptly shut off as Lissa sat on her face again.

“Emma, relax and let him in, I know it hurts like hell at first but the pain soon goes and it’s beautiful when the pain goes, try and relax, try and open for him, let him in, all the way in, you do want him don’t you”.

“Hnnnph”

“One humph for yes?”

Then I could hear a rhythmic squelching, the sound of a sloppy, semen impregnated vagina being vigorously fucked. I shuffled up on hands and knees and sure enough, Ahmeed was fucking nicely, using a good half of his dick, with each thrust he sank a little deeper. With each thrust Emma tensed and then relaxed. With each thrust the tension was less as she accepted that monstrous penis into her oh so tight but widening vagina.

And then he hit her cervix and she tensed up like a bow string. Now he didn’t pull back but kept on pushing with a steady, invading pressure. Her body began to arch as though she was trying to push herself onto him, to force his dick into her womb. Two opposing forces with only one conclusion.

Lissa was intently watching that huge black shaft very slowly edge its way deeper, watching Emma lift herself off anadolu yakası anal yapan escort the cushion as she rose to meet him, to force aside the last obstacle separating pain and pleasure from marvellously excruciating ecstasy

Lissa judged the moment exactly, in one swift movement she jumped up from Emmas face, pulled Emmas ankles down so that she was almost bent double then let go. Emma screamed a cry of pure anguish, her legs flew wide into the air as Ahmeeds enormous dick opened her cervix and penetrated her womb. A cold sweat broke out on Emmas face, breasts, stomach and thighs, goose bumps erupted over her body. As the scream died a look of elation turned her face into that of an angel, her body slumped into total submission.

The same thing happens to me when Ahmeed breaks through to my womb, it’s the sudden giving way, the snapping, the opening, the accepting, the tension, the relief, the unbearable pain and overwhelming joy that combines into a rush of ecstatic sensation that simply devastates the psyche. Now she is his, forever. No man can ever hope to reproduce her physical and mental state at this moment. She will dream of this, at odd moments her mind will take walks on its own, reliving the first time her cervix opened to allow her womb to be caressed by the head of a gigantic penis. You always remember your first time.

How can a woman take so much dick? I stared in fascination as Ahmeeds huge ebony shaft slid into Emma, her slim, flat stomach swelling as he drove in, her labia clinging tightly to the shaft as he withdrew. Emma was beginning to realise just how intense the pleasure of a huge penis violating her womb could be. She began to cum, she shuddered and moaned, she panted with each of his thrusts, “yep, yep, yelp yelp, Yelp, Yelp, YELP” and exploded, “YEAHLLhhiiiieeeeeeeeee” then started the yelping again. I watched her cum four or five times and decided that I needed a dick in inside me again. I started to get up and, Shit! Lissa had Paul flat on his back, riding him.

Feeling slightly rejected I lay back on a lounger to the sound of stereo squelching and watched the action. Lissa riding my boyfriend like a broncho and Ahmeed powering his enormous dick deep into Emma, to coin a phrase “Where no man had gone before”

Ahmeed rolled to his side and then pulled Emma on top of him. She slowly rose and fell on him taking him at her own pace, savouring every inch of him. I knew what she was feeling the throb of the blood through his veins, every ridge and ripple in that enormous shaft as he pulled back. That exquisite sensation when the cervix follows the contours of the sulcus and corona, as it withdraws and the suction tugs on the walls of your stretched and abused vagina. And just as your vagina feels hollow, so empty and your labia is beginning to feel a lessening of that tremendous stretching he begins to push into you, to open you again, forcing deeper and deeper, spreading you, stretching you, opening you beyond measure. And then that hard, deep purple glans is passing your cervix, it opens, more easily each time but each time that little death as the corona passes through. There is no hope of ever willingly opening to meet him, every inch must be forced and the tremendous pressure and friction must be overcome. Every fraction of an inch is the cause of absolute bliss, the source of an ecstasy so extreme that while Ahmeed is fucking you the entire universe spins in your stomach.

Either Paul or Lissa had spotted that Emma was now on top because Paul moved to stand behind Emma. Ahmeed took her by the waist and pulled her to him. He started to kiss her, holding her tightly to him. Her ass was in the perfect position for Paul, he push his dick down to her and bent his legs. He had eased the tip and a couple of inches of his dick into her tight ass before she responded, before the stimulation of her cunt was disturbed by another, alien sensation, before she realised that there was a dick in her ass and she froze. She turned her head in puzzlement, saw Paul and pushed an arm towards him, “Nooo, not there” she said, “it’s not right”

Ahmeed tightened his grip round her waist, his deep gravel voice whispered “Oh sweet Emma let this happen, you’re a real woman, today you’ll be a black mans woman, give yourself, give all of yourself”. He jerked himself into her, she gasped, and then he began to fuck her slowly and deep, whispering to her all the time. She lowered her hand, gave an almost imperceptible nod to Paul and turned back to Ahmeed and began to smother him with kisses. Paul pushed deeper into her ass, Emma bucked up to meet him and then rocked her pelvis up and down to fuck both the men.

Every stroke brought Emma to orgasm, her body convulsed and quivered, she moaned in ecstasy, she sighed with pleasure, she screamed with pain, she was wild, her face a picture of perverted lust. Her muscles clenched, her buttocks gripped tightly to Pauls shaft, she reached back to his hips and pulled him deep into her ass as she pushed down onto Ahmeeds monster. With the two men embedded deeply into her she began to tremble, a vibration that centred on her lower body and spread through the rest of her, her perfectly tanned flesh rippling to the quivering of muscle beneath. Her back arched up and she howled, a low moan rising in pitch and volume and pulsating with the tremble, higher and louder. She thrust herself harder onto Ahmeed and tugged on Pauls hips and the howl rose in volume then “Ohhhhh Fuuuuucccckkk”. She arched back, stayed ridged for a full minute or more and then collapsed, gasping onto Ahmeeds chest.

After a few moments Paul started to fuck her ass again, Emma whimpered as he thrust in and out, full length into her ass, faster and faster and then he pulled out, his dick sprang up and shot pulse after pulse of thick white semen into the air. It splattered in long, glistening, pearly white trails and great blobs across Emmas back and shoulder blades, and in her golden hair.

When Paul moved away, Ahmeed rolled over, moving her unresisting and totally relaxed body beneath him. He tucked his enormous arms behind her calves, pulling her knees to her chest and began to fuck in earnest. It’s a testament to the number and intensity of the orgasms that had racked Emmas body that she simply lay there completely spent, whimpering and sighing as Ahmeed huge manhood powered into her. With each thrust his huge balls slammed into her ass with a continuous slap, slap, slap, slap. I could see that Emma was cuming again, her thigh muscles were trembling, her eyes rolled back showing just the whites and she was moaning with ecstasy but so completely exhausted that she was unable to move with it.

Suddenly Ahmeed stopped, pushed himself deep into her womb, his butt cheeks and thighs clenched and unclenched as he filled her womb with his load of thick semen.

Emma was left on the lawn while we downed cold drinks. Her knees were up, her gaping vagina facing us. Eventually she pulled herself up onto her elbows, and a glob of semen oozed from her cunt. “Oh my…” she said, “I have never been so thoroughly fucked, never cum like that before, now I know the truth about black men”

She tried to stand but her legs kept giving way, like a drunk after way too many. She settled for sitting on the lawn with a contented smile on her face, a trickle of semen leaking from her vagina and asking if one of us would pass her some cold water.

Later, as darkness began to fall there were only Emma and me left. It was still warm so we had stayed in the garden. Lissa and Ahmeed had left about 5ish. Paul left for work at 7:30. Emma said, “Sammy, is this how you live, I can see the house and garden but I don’t mean that, the sex, it’s wonderful. You have two great guys and a very sexy woman to give you everything you could ever need”

“No It’s not like that ” I replied, “I see Paul three or four times a month, I’m beginning to think of him as my boyfriend but I’ve only met Lissa and Ahmeed a few times and up to today I’ve only twice fucked with them.”

She obviously wanted to talk, “I’ve never had sex with a black guy before, intense isn’t it.”

It was a statement rather than a question, she continued “I meant what I said before, that really was the best sex I’ve ever had. I’ve never had a penis in my rectum before, I was scared but hmmm nice when you get used to it, and two at a time, I could very easily get used to that. Yes, I think I could easily be a slut. Hmmm, yes, a slut for black men I think that I’m hooked forever… You’re so lucky. Paul was the first to fuck me wasn’t he, I wasn’t sure until I felt Ahmeed later. God he’s so big I thought he’d tear me apart, I feel hollow now, empty, I think he went straight unto my uterus”. She seemed to wonder in her own mind for a few seconds before calmly saying “I’ve never had a guy cum in me before, always used condoms, I’m not on the pill… Finished anadolu yakası otele gelen escort my last period on the nineteenth… I’m probably a little bit pregnant now.”

As I started to speak she stopped me. “No, it’s fine, I’m OK”.

I was annoyed, I insisted, “Emma It’s a big thing bringing a child into the world, it’ll be mixed race and no matter what people say there is still prejudice. You should have said something, the guys would understand. Shit, I get enough snide comments from both whites and blacks when I’m out with Paul. It’ll be hard, young, unmarried and bringing up a kid from a black father are you sure you’re up to it, think about it, think about your life. You’ve got a couple of days before you need to see a chemist or a month or two if you decide you have an abortion”

“Oh no”, she said “I couldn’t do that, if I’m pregnant I’ll have the baby, it’s what I want, it’s been sort of planned I’ve been wanting a child for a long time, just not had the opportunity. And since Friday when you said you had a boyfriend well I really hoped that he could get me pregnant. Then I saw he was black and, well I almost came out there on the driveway I was so excited. They’re so mysterious, to me anyway, so exotic, so erotic.”

“Maybe, but for fucks sake doesn’t the guy have any say in this, I know Paul doesn’t want kids”, I was exasperated “Shit Emma, you should have said something, they would have used protection or pulled out or whatever but …”

“I know, I’m sorry but it would have been my secret, I wouldn’t come to either of them for maintenance or anything… That wouldn’t be fair… It’s my choice, my dream…” She paused again, her eyes sparkled then she said “Anyway on another subject…” she jumped off the lounger and buried her head between my legs, her tongue darting up and down, in and out, she licked and sucked my clitoris, she slid fingers in to me and I came. It was exquisite, intense and very localised like I had been on the edge all day and finally let it go in a rapid flood that was over all too soon.

The warmth disappeared from between my legs and after a few moments I opened my eyes to see Emma wondering in the garden. I closed my eyes again and tried to conjure up the sensations of orgasm.

I sensed rather than felt Emma at the end of the lounger, I was expecting her to go down on me again so when she re-positioned my legs to spread me wide I was just a little eager to feel her tongue. She spread my pussy lips and then a gentle stroking – OH FUCK – JEEZ – FUCKING HELL – I was on fire – I had been stung. AGHHHHH – I was cumming – SHITTTT. Something’s stung my clit – I was cumming. My clitoris was burning – I was cumming – my clit was swelling, burning, intense agony – I was cumming – JEEZ it hurt, the pain made me cum and the cum intensified the pain making me cum more, chain reaction. The pain would not stop, the orgasm just kept on building, growing, exploding. Wave after continuous wave of pain / pleasure, of agony / ecstasy. And then again, AGHhhh OhhHHHHH FUCK WILL THIS EVER END. And on and on with unremitting pain, uninterrupted rapture, never ending orgasm, I struggled to get up but just could not move. I was helpless, held down by muscles that just could not respond to anything other than the insistent commands bursting from my clitoris with one everlasting orgasm raking my body.

I don’t know how long that ecstatic torture went on. I lost track of time and realty. In the distant past or the far future or now or never I was in my garden with orgasm tearing my body apart. When the pain / ecstasy didn’t peak again but oh so slowly receded in waves radiating from my clit throughout my body I stopped writhing and let those pulses course through me. I felt a hot breath on my clitoris and I burst into orgasm again, one gentle stoke of a finger or tongue and I exploded in my own enclosed world of rapture. Emma put her lips to my burning, swollen clitoris, and sucked. It felt like the universe was draining away through my clit, like every sensation my body had ever felt was being sucked through my clitoris and out of me. She moved her face away, and rubbed me with delicate fingers while she slid up my body.

She kissed me with an intense passion and whispered “That was my thanks for inviting me Sammy. I hope you liked it as much as I do. Thanks for everything I really have had the most wonderful time of my life. I’ve got to go now, I’d like to meet again, do all this again with you and Lissa and Paul and Ahmeed, most specially with Ahmeed. I’ll phone you.” I’ll let you know how things go.”

As she stood she placed her hand on her lower stomach and said again “I’ll let you know how things go.”

I began to pull myself up to see her to her car but she lowered herself to kiss my sex, I lay back and closed my eyes and felt a brushing against my clitoris and I exploded into more shuddering, pain induced, unending orgasm. Whatever she did before, she’d done again. As the quivering pulsations of exquisitely painful rapture slowly ebbed from my body, leaving me totally exhausted I thought, ‘I hope she tells me the fuck she does that’.

When I was eventually able to stand, the slightest movement sent pulses of delight bursting from my clitoris. I looked around, there was no sign of Emma but there was a small pile of stinging nettles on the floor and a single nettle lying on the lounger not far from where she had stroked me with it. Gingerly because the orgasmic spasms brought on when trying to move any faster brought me to my knees. I haltingly made my way to the front of the house, stopping every few steps to steady myself as orgasm racked my. I was naked and it was dark so the security lights came on. I looked around the pool of bright light. Emmas car had gone, the driveway was empty, I was alone. An owl hooted.

I still had to shower and get dressed, drive 50 miles for tonights gig and dance my heart out for an hour and a half. If this burning pleasure in my clit doesn’t subside by then, it’s going to be one hell of a hot show.

Notes:

The trick with the nettles! Don’t try this at home folks

Unless you really are into pain induced orgasm. I tried it on Paul the following Thursday. I told him what to expect and he was well up for it. I knelt before him and stroked a (gloved) handful of nettles along his shaft and glans. Instantly his already hard dick stood up more, swelled and stiffened, quickly followed by the rest of his body. The glans swelled and he shot a load straight into my face. He collapsed to his knees, a steady trickle of semen dripping from him. The trickle continued in various degrees for some minutes. Just blowing on the glans made him gush, touching his throbbing dick took him into raptures. He was desperate for a fuck, when he entered me I can honestly say I have not felt him so big and hard before. Unfortunately he shot a load within a few strokes. Fortunately that was not the end, we finished a long time later and I was absolutely sopping, with semen flowing from my vagina.

Was Emma Impregnated with Black Mans Semen?

I’d tried to phone Emma three or four times since the May Day Holiday. There was another holiday at the end of the month and I wanted to invite her again. I was also desperate to know if she had conceived. Each time I phoned I left a message on her answering service. I arrived home from work at 3:30AM this morning to be told by Paul that she had phoned up around midnight, in tears. I phoned back, she was still tearful, and sobbed that she was sure that she was pregnant but her period had started yesterday evening, almost a month late. And do I think that Ahmeed would be willing to sire her a child, would I ask him to phone her? I was actually relieved because I know that Paul does not want to bring kids into this madhouse world. I’m not sure about Ahmeed, but I would think that he’d like the opportunity to have some say in the decision. Well, now she can at least do the decent thing and ask.

Why is Paul answering my Phone at Midnight?

That’s simple, Last Saturday he moved in with me. I agonised for days when he asked. I argued back and forth tossing my independence (Paul is so easy going he won’t interfere). Mens propensity for jealousy (Paul is so easy going it just won’t happen). Should I fancy someone else (Paul is so easy going he’d want to help and willingly join in). Should I have sex with other men (Paul loves fucking me when I am slack and sloppy with other mens semen). What happens when I leave this shit hole of a country, (I’m planning of moving to southern France within the next 5 years, he’ll either come with me [doubtful], commute and keep a place her in the UK [possible], or – well 5 years is a long time, let’s just see). Basically, every argument but one that I could come up with against, Pauls personality shot that argument down. The one argument that I couldn’t resolve was. Do I love him? The answer, I don’t know – I like him, I’m comfortable with him, and he’s good for me and to me. He actively encourages my lifestyle. But if I loved him, would I still be eyeing up other men, would I be having sex with other men (or women for that matter). So I decided, what the fuck has love got to do with it? Have fun while I can!

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I’m watching as Clive gets to bowl the last six balls of the match, he have been doing quite well and I’m rather proud of his improvement from wayward thrower to great bowler. I had to take a few hours off from work to come watch the team play, since I got recruited as the bowling coach I was allowed to come and watch the little people play to see how they react under pressure. I notice one of the coaches making his way to me

“Good afternoon, are you Steve?”

I turn to him and nod

“Yes that’s me”

He sticks out his hand and I shake it

“I’m John Evans the cricket coach for Grade 5 to 7”

“Good to meet you”

“I heard that you helped out with the Grade fours this season and I must say I’m quite impressed”

I smile

“Thank you, I do try”

We stand looking at Clive bowling, and then he speaks again

“How would you like to keep on with the bowling coaching? It would be a whole week afternoon job from four to six”

I start to wonder if that is a good idea, I could probably make up those two hours by going to work earlier. Misinterpreting my silence he goes on

“We will be willing to pay you double the normal working rate per hour”

I look at him

“You’re talking of 25 per hour”

He nods

“Yes I know, I’ve been talking to the staff and they agreed that it’s a good idea to get somebody to coach the children in specialized direction, I have the batting down, but bowling is a bit beyond my reach”

Now this I’m going to enjoy! Teaching kiddies to play my favorite game and getting paid handsomely for it

“Sure, where do I sign?”

He chuckles

“I have the papers at my office, come around after the match and we can go through everything and you can sign if you’re happy”

“Sure thing coach”

We shake hands again and he walks away as Clive bowls the last ball and bowls out the last batsmen. I smile as the children shows the exact same jubilation that grown up teams show when they win a match

“Well luckily he doesn’t know you’re fucking his mother”

I turn around and look at my accuser, she’s almost as tall as I am, and her clothing covers all the essentials, but is not enough to hide her perfect figure and the short skirt shows off her long tanned legs

“Excuse me?”

She gave a self important smirk

“I said luckily Clive doesn’t know that you’re fucking his mother, I wonder what Clive senior would say if he knew”

Right now I’m starting to swear at my libido and of course Wendy, the young blonde woman pulls a photo from her hand bag and shoves it under my nose. It’s a high quality picture and in full color, showing Wendy on her knees, deepthroating my cock, she pulls out another picture and it shows Wendy on her back and me shoving my cock into her. I look at the woman and she smiles sweetly at me

“You really should close the curtains during the day you know”

I’m starting to think about strangling her

“And what are you trying to do?”

She place the pictures back in her handbag

“It’s called blackmail honey”

“I know that, what do you want”

She raises her one eyebrow

“My you’re an angry one when you want to be, I want what she’s having”

I blink

“Excuse me?”

She sighs

“OK you want it in plain language then? I want you to fuck me just like you’re fucking my neighbor”

I stare at her dumbfounded

“What?!”

“Hello Cynthia”

She smiles sweetly at Wendy

“Wendy! How are you? You ought to come have some tea again, it’s been so long”

They hug and they walk to one side chattering idly, I stare at Cynthia and try to figure out how I could kick myself hard enough. I notice that coach Evans is heading to the school buildings anadolu yakası escort and I see my escape route.

“Sorry ladies, but I have to have a talk with Coach Evans, Cynthia it was great meeting you”

With that I hightail it out of there, joining John as he walk, we start to talk about the performance of the national cricket team and which players seem to be performing poorly and who we would use in their place. Not too much later I finish reading the contract and sign it, John signs it as well and one of the parents, who is the chairperson of the Parents committee, signs it as well

“Well that concludes it then, next season you’re going to help we build better bowlers”

The parent nods

“From what I saw today I think we have made the right decision, you surely made a vast improvement in the mini cricket players”

I get up and we shake hands, Coach Evans sees me to the door and I walk leisurely to my car. I notice the piece of paper stuck under my windscreen wiper, I take it out and find that it’s one of the pictures that Cynthia showed me, on the back is written a phone number and ‘A sign of good faith, do call me as soon as you can’. I sigh and start to swear softly again, I take out my cellular phone, dial the number and push the dial button. She picks up after a few short rings

“Cynthia hello?”

“Cynthia, its Steve”

“Oh hello Steve, so nice of you to call

I grit my teeth as she purrs in my ear

“You said I must call you?”

“Oh all business I see, well you know where to find me, come on over and we can discuss the terms of our negotiation”

I grumble angrily as she ends the call, I get in my car and drive to Wendy’s street, I park the car out of site and wait to see Cynthia. Suddenly a plan comes to mind and I make another call, a few minutes later I see one of the curtains moving in the house across the street, I keep looking and shortly afterwards the curtain moves again and I catch a glimpse of blonde hair. I get out of my car and walk over to the front door, as I lift my hand to knock, the door opens and I get ushered inside by Cynthia. The inside is quite spacious and very homely, I turn to look at Cynthia and she seems to be a bit unsure of what to do. Without a word I take her hand and lead her upstairs, I know that I’ll find a nice big bed there and right now I’m very frustrated. The first door I open is a bedroom and it seems to be the master bedroom, I drag her inside and quickly appraise the dressing table, seeing what I need, I grab the hand lotion bottle and place it on the night stand. Somehow Cynthia seems to still be at a loss for words, so I pull her short skirt up and slip off her red thong, thank heavens that she is also of the shaving kind. I push her back onto the bed and spread open her legs, I go down on my knees and without waiting I dive straight in, softly licking around her pussy lips, I gently keep tonguing and kissing her soft pussy lips, softly at first I can hear little sighs and half moans of pleasure. I start to gently suck on her lips and I start to detect a faint wetness as she keep on sighing and moaning in pleasure. I pull my head away and pull her off the bed and on the floor, she looks confused up at me and I point at my shorts. She hooks her hands in the elastic bands of my shorts and boxers and pulls them both down.

For a married woman she surely know how to attack a cock, within seconds she have my cock in her mouth, sucking and then licking, then drawing my cock back into her mouth and rubbing her tongue all around the head and shaft as I grow harder in her mouth, after a few minutes of her mouth expertly working on my cock it’s as hard as rock and throbbing along with my heartbeat. I pull her to her feet and throw her over my shoulder, anadolu yakası gecelik escort she exclaims in shock and I grab the bottle of lotion as I march out of the room with her over my shoulder and head down the stairs again

“What the fuck are you doing?”

She hisses as I enter the living room and she lets out a shocked gasp as I dump her on the couch, I look her firm tanned body over and grin at her

“Why baby I’m going to fuck you, just like you asked”

I think the sarcasm in my voice unnerved her a bit and she tried to get off the couch, but I blocked her way. I move closer, my hand shoved between her legs and my fingers entering her wet pussy as I lean closer.

“Oh now now my dear, just feel how wet you are. So aroused by the thought of my cock fucking you hard”

I wiggle my fingers a bit and she relaxes visibly, she grabs my head and pulls it down to hers. The kiss is hard and passionate and I bite her lip hard at the end of it, she recoils in shock, but by now I’m sure about what I want to do with her. Without a word I flip her onto her stomach and squirt some of the lotion onto her ass, she tries to move away, but I pin her down and start to rub the lotion into her skin and then slip my well lubricated middle finger into her asshole. She hiss and her body clench up, but I slowly work my finger in and out of her asshole, she glares over her shoulder at me

“I don’t like that”

I grin at her and jam my ring finger into her asshole and she close her eyes and her mouth goes slack, I work my fingers inside her tight asshole, adding lotion to lubricate it even more. When I pull out my fingers she looks back at me and I can see that she’s torn about wanting me to stop or go on. Without a further word I spread her ass cheeks and place my cock’s head at her puckered entrance, when she starts to wriggle I jam my cock into her well lubricated hole. She cries out in pain as my cock enter her and I grab her hips and start to sink my cock deeper into her

“Oh God that hurts!”

I push harder and she sinks her nails into the cushions of the couch, her breathing is shallow and she is clenching on her teeth. I love the way her muscles contract around my cock and I slowly push deeper. When my whole cock has entered her, I reach between her legs and start to rub her clit, this seems to relax her slightly and I start to pinch and rub her nub in earnest, soon she’s moaning like a whore on steroids and I delve my fingers into her steamy pussy. There is a squelching sound as my fingers enter her wet folds and she cries out and a gush of liquid drenches my hand. I laugh softly and finger her dripping pussy, twisting my wrist as I push my fingers into her

“For somebody who doesn’t like it up the ass, you sure get worked up by it”

She looks over her shoulder, tears slowly running from her eyes and a blush covering her cheeks

“Fuck you, you bastard”

I grin at her and pull my fingers from her pussy

“That is just what I intend to do you blackmailing cunt”

I grab her hips firmly and pull my cock back and slam it forward again, making sure not to pull too far out. She squirms and her muscles contract around my cock, trying to force it out, but I push back against her. I grin as she tries to struggle and end up gasping for breath

“The more you resist…”

I pull back my cock slowly

“The more it hurts…”

I drive my cock back into her

“If you relax, you can enjoy it more”

I start to give little thrusts into her, she still struggle, but I keep up my pace, enjoying the feel of her extra tight ass and the muscles contracting around my cock. I slap her ass and she gasp, her muscles relax and I take the opportunity anadolu yakası sınırsız escort to pull back all the way and drive my hard cock deep into her asshole again. Her scream has a mixed quality to it, I can’t figure out if she’s in pain or pleasure, but her body seems to relax a bit and it allows me to start thrusting into her asshole. After a few thrusts she starts to moan and I know she’s mine now, I slip my hand again to her pussy and start to rub her clit fast and hard. Her moans increase in tempo and volume and I grin to myself. I slide my other hand up to her loose hair and pull back on them, her mouth pulls open and I increase my pace inside her now well lubricated ass. Her moan is long and hard and I keep thrusting hard into her. As luck would have it, there is a mirror opposite us and I have the perfect view of her breasts swaying to the rhythm of my thrusts, I keep watching her lovely full breasts as I pump my cock inside her ass. I drive my fingers into her pussy and again she almost screams in pleasure and another flood of cum drips from my fingers. I decide that it’s time for me to cum as well and I think of the perfect place, I grab her hips with both hands and start to pound hard and fast into her, she moans and cry out and tries to say something, but her panting for breath makes it impossible to hear anything. Just as I’m on the verge of my own orgasm I pull out and push her back against the cushions, I stand over her and pull her face closer just as I release my pent up cum. I groan in pleasure and watch as my cock jerk and send my cum splashing onto her face and her hair, she opens her eyes and look angrily up at me. I calmly wipe my cock on her big, firm breasts and let go of her

“You rotten bastard that wasn’t part of the deal!”

She screams at me and jumps to her feet, her legs wobbling slightly under her as the impact of my hard fucking of her ass suddenly dawns on her body, I grin at her and walk over and unlock the front door. My friend Andrew comes in from outside and I lock the door behind him, Cynthia’s face blanches slightly when she sees him. I turn to face her and grin wickedly as Andrew hands me a digital camera.

“W-what is going on?”

I make a show of going through the pictures then smile sweetly at her

“You see Cynthia baby, two can play this game. Andrew here did a little back ground check on you and I’m sure that your organizations and your husband will be very interested in these here pictures”

“You’re bluffing”

I laugh and turn the screen towards her, she jumps at me, but I pull the camera away and Andrew catches her and restrains her.

“You see baby doll, you will get rid of those pictures that could break up Wendy’s wedding and break little Chris for life, or you can keep them and I’ll make sure that you’re life becomes a living nightmare”

Cynthia starts swearing at me and I just grin at her

“Well since you want to get laid so badly I’m sure Andrew will help you out there and afterwards he’ll make sure you destroy those pictures”

Andrew looks over at me

“Man I’m not going to fuck this bitch with your cum all over her face and tits”

I shrug

“Just bend her over the couch my friend, you don’t need to see or touch it and I’m sure that tight pussy will just eat up your cock”

With that I head upstairs and get dressed, I sit down and decide that as bad as it seems, I will have to call it quits with Wendy. She’s hot and everything, but in the end our affair will just damage her marriage. I get up and walk down the stairs as I enter the living room I just smirk. Andrew did exactly what I told him to do and Cynthia is bent over the backrest of the couch, with her ass in the air and Andrew is thrusting his cock in and out of her wet pussy. I lean over and say to Cynthia

“Just remember, I don’t bluff and I will destroy your life. Wendy is not just a lover, she’s my friend and I care about my friends. I’m sure Andrew will occupy your free hours if you ask him nicely”

With a soft laugh I leave the house and head for my car

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