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B-Movie babefest (part4 of4)

The very naked Sarge had managed to save his regulation boxers, much to his relief. He didn’t mind fighting a war with the bare minimum but he had his limits. Over his head he could see the explosions on the outside skin of the shield. He realized the aliens had their hands full. He’d been tracked as soon as he entered their realm. Why hadn’t they just hunted him down again? The firework display above his head told him why.
“They had better things to deal with.” He thought.” After all he was irrelevant they’d disarmed him hadn’t they?”
The Sarge smiled to himself as he picked up his discarded C4 pack.
In the saucer the Queen had taken her place back at the flight seat. She had wasted too much time on these earth creatures. As she sat down the chair came alive, reattaching pipes and nodes to her large body. She felt the living beat of the ship, the microscopic bio-fluid running through its pipes. She was invigorated the craft having suckled on the sexual experiments they had performed that night.
One of her drone bugs approached carrying the humming vines and eggs of the fuck plant so recently inside Daisy and Officer Vale. The data had been assimilated into their collective minds. The Earth law woman and the young girl had accepted their fate, they had finally seen reason. The Queen sniffed the blue head her tentacles licking at the glow. In one motion her jaws opened swallowing the twisting living plant. She gulped it down, the tubes and wires around her hardening, them too beginning to glow blue. It had been so long since she had fed; she was ready to pilot again. Now all that remained was to finish feeding the ship.
The cell door slid open and two bugs beckoned for Jackie to follow them. She shied away her red ringlet hair framing her thin shoulder and neck. One creature entered its flailing tentacle gripping her around her tiny waist pulling her with it. She tried to beat on the armored shell, to no avail the bug almost lifting her onto its back.
“Come with uzzzz!” It demanded, through telepathy.” You have so much power untapped in your body!”
John Vale finally met some resistance to his inexorable approach to the alien dome. A camouflaged recon trooper stood weapon at the ready as another forced him from the car. The base camp was just a few hundred feet away and John caught sight of someone he knew.
The Mayor came running as the recon men pinned the intruder to the bonnet of his car.
“It’s ok let him through; he’s got a right to be here,” assured the Mayor.
Following close behind was the recently usurped Major; himself and his men now no more than security for the Generals little army.
John dusted himself off then was about to speak. The Mayor answered before he could ask the obvious question.
“She’s inside somewhere. She went in to rescue…”
The Major butted in.” She’s a brave woman, but it’s not looking good son.”
They all looked back at the alien shield the helicopters still taking random pot shots at the impenetrable skin. One of the science team approached them his face looking worried.
“It looks like they’re going start pumping the gas!”
“Gas?” John asked to the Mayor.
The old man shook his head. “John, “he said looking to the sky,” you really don’t want to know.”
At the Sweetheart’s homestead the coverall smocked troops worked quickly but ever so carefully. The engines of the Jolly Duster whined as its underbelly began to pump. The flexing tube ran to a triple sealed valve; the deadly agent beginning its long journey along the arrow straight alien tunnel.
Inside the ship the corridors were full of commuting bugs. They were getting ready for take off. Jackie kicked and screamed as she was almost carried along above then like she was stage diving at a rock concert. There was a open vent in the wall and she was pushed head first down it. The shaft dropped her into another cell. As she fell into a crumpled heap of legs and arms the other occupant awoke from a self induced trance. Sat in the corner head down was Jed. He was still naked, his muscled torso greased, biceps busting with injected adrenaline. Between his legs Jackie instantly noticed the fat steel latticed cock; limp but intimidating. The hard blue scrotal sphere underneath making his penis thrust up proud even when not erect.
Jed groaned a low insane noise. Spittle was dripping from the side of his mouth his eyes barely open. Along his spine were twelve nodes each with a wire sprouting from them. They connected to a thicker black conduit. This snaked up to the ceiling where it disappeared rather like one of the ships tentacle arms. His back was bruised from the surgery his limbs now out of his control. The room was filled with the disembodied voice of the Queen.
“We have suchzz delights to show you Jed. Such experiences for you to savor down the long eons of our journey. But firstzzz we need power to leave.”
Jed looked across at the freckled innocent looking red head. “Uhh no, no it’s wrong no I can’t not any more.” He said in his farm boy drawl.
The Queen spoke again the metallic insect voice echoing around the space.
“Do not resist your will. Take the woman! We know itzzz in your nature.”
Jed began convulsing, his cock bucking to erection as the spine wires flexed, the aliens animating his body. He was part of the ship now; and the ship needed to feed.
General Hunter stood motionless binoculars at his eyes. Behind him stretching into the distance was a neatly spaced row of parked helicopters. His diversionary attack was coming to an end, stage two was about to begin.
He glanced at the approaching group; John the Mayor and Major without lowering his field glasses.
“What kind of Mickey Mouse operation are you running here Major? He barked continuing to scan the Dome. “Who’s this fucking civilian?”
John felt the anger rising, he moved forward; then got the icy cold sideways stare from grey haired officer. He paused; this man looked like a born killer.
The Major didn’t answer but put forward his own question. “Sir VX? It’s too much of a risk surely?”
The General continued with his binocular scan and said dismissively. “No risk at all Major. The agent is active for only a few hours. We’ll just eradicate everything inside the shield then when it’s safe send an assault team through the tunnel.”
The Mayor held back the enraged John by his arm asking his own question. “But what of the people inside? Our people!”
The General continued to scan the horizon. “They are no doubt dead already.” His voice grew sterner. “It’s about time you accepted it!”
As if to instantly prove otherwise the shield area directly in front of them suddenly opened into a six foot doorway. The grey fog bellowed out into the clear morning air. As soldiers scrambled into shooting position it closed again. The swirling mist evaporating to show a staggering red NBC suited figure.
In the cavern beneath the saucer Candy and Daisy huddled together. Officer Vale stroked the young woman’s head reassuring her.
“You did good honey; real good. Now we have a chance.”
Around them Bugs were beginning to spring into motion, they looked like they were getting ready to leave. Both women had aching heads the constant E.S.P chatter taking its toil.
“ZZZzzprepare the examination room for this one.” Was the order from the collective mind; and Daisy screamed as a pincer dragged her away. She called back at Candy for help, the officer pushing back at the shell of a closing alien as she struggled to stand.
“The law woman is still required else where.” Came the second order.
“Oh God don’t leave me!” Wailed Daisy, as her kicking legs disappeared through an airlock into the ship. Candy shouted with all her might, two more bugs now restraining her.
“I won’t Daisy Cummings, that’s a promise, do you hear? A promise!”
Inside the saucers cell Jackie had nowhere to run. The deformed half man half wired up robot that was Jed lumbered towards her. The ship now controlled him. Only his mind was left free to witness his deviant behavior.
“There’s no use.” He grunted his cock now fully erect the fat member encased in fine metal lattice his scrotal ball now sloshing to and thro.
Jackie reeled back against the corner her legs hunched up her hands covering her heaving chest. Jed was over her his cock waving his hands grappling with hers.
“Stop resisting you little bitch, there’s no escape.”
His massive frame was gripping her waist she tugged at his spine cables but they wouldn’t come loose. His fat hand was on her ass pulling her thigh open. His mind was in delight.
“Oh fuck, nearly there, oh fuck, she’s gonna split on this fucking monster!” He thought feeling his flagpole cock stiffer than ever.
Jackie screamed looking down seeing the bulbous purple head pressing at her pussy. “Oh my! Oh no, no!” She screamed again seeing the finger wide spunk hole and imagining the torrent it would deliver.
“Oh! Ugh! No, n, uuggghh! Aawwwwwwwwwwww!!!”
Outside the Sarge was only a few hundred feet from the rail gun. The firing continued a pace the large pile of wriggling cocoons was diminishing by the minute. Two bugs were loading; repeating the process over and over. Once again the Sarge covered his ears then the crack of a sonic launch, destination some 300 miles above the planet. He felt his C-4 pack strapped to his bare leg. In his other hand he had a long steel pole the end tapered into a spear tip. He needed to kill the two monsters in front of him. He was well practiced in hand to hand; but seeing the quivering multitude of appendages on both creatures he wondered what he was like hand to fifteen hands.
The first bug never saw him coming. The spear tip thundered down with a two handed strike. The Bug squealed its shell punctured the tip appearing out of its underbelly, guts bubbling onto the ground. Its legs gave way immediately the whole bulk dropping like a stone. Sarge felt the pole pulled from his hands the bug rolling onto its side. Now he faced the second one unarmed!
The limp body of the NBC suited survivor was taken hurriedly to the medical tent. The military and officials gathered around. Who was it? They’d decided to leave the suit on until they could be close to medical facilities. The Major carefully lifted the heavy mask and the pale sweaty skinned face and long jet black hair of his science officer appeared.
“It’s Capt Fin!”
She was mumbling trying to focus, trying to remember her message.
“They… they… they want to surrender!”
Her eyes opened fully and she sat up looking like she would scream.
“Major! Major it’s all a mistake they… , they…”
General Hunter butted in. “If you’ve got anything to say Captain you say it to me.”
Fin looked blankly at the Major then to the older meaner looking General.
“Sir I’ve a message but its top security. Important information for the commander of the earth forces only. That was there only request.”
The woman was helped from her suit. She looked dehydrated a little scratched but physically ok. The general looked at her dark pool eyes his throat gulping a little thinking of what she might have seen and experienced.
“Very well she doesn’t look in need of immediate attention. Clear the tent.”
The troops withdrew, John Vale shouting questions about his wife. The Mayor had to pull him away until finally the large medical tent was empty except for two.
Fin gave an unexpected smile her dry lips parting so she could lick the cracked skin. She stood up close to the General looking sheepishly up like a school girl. She put her head to one side mockingly.
“You’re very wrong General. I do need immediate attention.” And with that her mouth thrust against his her hands gripping his head as she gave him a passionate smearing kiss.
Jackie was pinned against the wall. Her legs were hooked around Jed’s massive waist her painted toes pointing to his ass crack. Her tits rubbed against his hard chest the nipples been roughly massaged by his skin. She clawed his back and butt her nails scraping the skin but to no effect. He was thrusting up into her as he stood; fucking her mercilessly against the cold metal wall.
“Ag, ag, ag, awwwwww!” She was screaming her pussy stretched beyond memory.
“Oh God. Oh God. Nnnnnnn aw, aw, aw, aw!”
His cock was impossible! The thing was like a fleshy monster dildo; the fat head rubbing her cervix the meshed casing sending shivers through her wall nerves. His tip had oozed so much precome he’d instantly lubricated her. And now her cunt squelched as the juices fizzed and spat onto the floor.
She spat at his grinning insane face. The thoughts of the fuck monster were echoing in her head.
“All mine, all mine, all of them to fuck as I please when I please. That’s what the Queen promised. Just ride any bitch they tell me to.”
He spat back at her freckled face; Jackie yelping between grunts.
“Yeah, yeah, oh fuck that’s it baby. You dirty red headed bitch. Oh I want your ass. Shit, you’re gonna fucking throw up when I come up inside there. That’s it scream, scream!” Jackie didn’t want to accommodate him but she just couldn’t help it.
“Aawwwwwwweieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!”
As he bounced her against the wall her eyes began to widen in fear. Jed was confused. His cock felt tight inside, then tighter still. As he pulled out to ram in again he gulped her pussy seemed to be closing. He pushed against Jackie’s hole the young woman screaming for him to stop.
His face was shocked, his cock now bending out of her its path in reduced second by second. The red head was moaning in despair shaking her head her hands slapping his back in frustration.
“Oh God not again no no noooooo!”
He looked down between their sweating bodies his enormous member forced clear of her dripping snatched. Then he saw it. His mind reeled but he couldn’t move the ship holding him in place still pinning her against the wall. Her pink penis head was appearing from her pussy hole. His hand involuntarily reached down gripping the tender head tugging the cock out till once again its fat ball appeared sealing her love hole.
“Oh Jesus!” His mind cried, Jackie foaming at the mouth her erection hot and wanton.
His body moved back allowing the lithe girl to fall to the floor her legs bents her arms holding her up as she moaned over and over looking down at her glistening rock hard cock.
Suddenly the cell door hissed open and the statuses figure of the busty Candy was forced inside.
All three looked at each other opened mouthed as the voice of the Queen vibrated in their heads.
“Excellent we are ready to power up!”
Candy gave a gulp of fear. Her plan was working, “but heavens, at what cost?” Only now was she realizing what it would mean. She had to focus, put her feelings to the back of her mind. She felt the Queen and the hive mind flowing into her senses as if water was been poured through her ears. The experiences of the last few hours had helped to detach her from reality. She was thankful of that. She was a beautiful, sexy, yet loyal woman. Her morals were ideal for her role as custodian of Love Creek’s law. But now she needed to forget them. Her own and poor Daisy’s life depended on it.
She gave a coy sensuous gasp, touching her lip as she glanced at the two occupants. She dropped to her knees, between the legs of the shocked confused Jackie.
“Oh honey,” She cooed pink lips pouting, elegant hand closing around the young woman’s tender headed cock. “Let me help you with that.”
Outside the ship in the farmyard, the Sarge backed away from his bulky alien adversary. He slowly moved himself between the erect metal lattice of the rail gun and the advancing bug. Its pincers snapped, its teeth chattering in anger. It stepped over its dead companion, numerous eyes fixed on the near naked muscle man in front of it.
Sarge tensed his thighs, launching himself in a rolling arch over its shell as it in turn lunged forward, its claws smashing against the metal. A swinging tentacle clipped his leg in mid air, the soldier losing his graceful flight, falling in a clump on the ground.
He only had seconds to roll and knell up into a crouched position before the thing had spun and now towered down on him
“Oh fuck!”
In the private tent at the base camp General Hunter was distracted from his usual stern unyielding manner.
“Ohhh Captain, “he groaned in his southern drawl.
On her knees in front of him was the raven haired Fin, her red mouth engorged on the Generals eager rock hard cock. She was taking long deep swallows the general amazed at her gullets dexterity.
“Jezzz how the fuck can you swallow that deep?” He thought as Fins wet mouth sank around the base of his hairy military cock, spittle dripping over her chin.
He threw his head back in pleasure. His mind distracted. “He had a mission to complete. Urgently!” But the Science officer was savoring his hot cock with such expertise that he felt his knees almost buckle.
“Oh you dirty bitch don’t you stop now, that’s a fucking order girl you hear!”
Deep underground in the alien tunnel leading from Love Creek a bug limped at a slow rate towards the safety of the energy dome and ship. Half its appendages had been burnt or blown apart by the deadly human weapons and in the confusion it had been left behind by it comrades. It was still a mile away from safety but the hive mind gave it comfort, urging it on; telling it all the pain would go once it got to its own kind.
The creature had sensed something in the tunnel closing towards it from the earth town. Its instincts told it to hurry, whatever it was represented danger. The hissing had grown louder and louder the air within the tunnel moving as if a breeze was blowing deep under ground.
The bug tried to increase its shambling crawl but the pain was too much. In its head the hive mind followed a hundred different paths at once, all inter linked. It saw the fight in the courtyard, the man about to be shredded. It felt the warmth of Daisy’s wrist as she was dragged along a saucer corridor struggling; the delight of the Queen as she enjoyed the buxom Candy’s performance. The arousal of that human man plugged into their ship, the sparks from a fuse box as a colleague hastily prepared a small part of the craft for take off. It felt a hundred significant and in-significant experiences at once. And in turn the hive mind felt its own pain as it struggled to flee an unseen, fast approaching danger.
The tunnel bug never saw what killed it. There was a sudden change in air density, a slight odor and a coursing stinging pain. Then death.
A hundred different bug experiences stopped and froze, focusing on that single one. “The tunnelzzz!”
The Sarge had covered his face the razor claw about to rain down. The bug halted mid strike as if in thought. The soldier rolled away from it, jumping to his feet about to sprint. But he needn’t have worried, the bug had left him. It was racing to the tunnel entrance, and without pausing it flung itself down the hole, tentacles writhing to push its self along at breakneck speed.
The Sarge couldn’t believe his eyes.
“What the hell would be so important that it couldn’t spend a minute finishing him?”
In the saucer cell Jackie was moaning in pleasure and embarrassment. This tall blonde was taking her erect hard member between her lips, licking and sucking like her life depended on it. Her eyes glinted wickedly and Jackie realized what it meant to be given head by a hot dedicated female mouth.
“Ohhhhhh! Nnooooo!” She could only groan and shake her head, her half hearted attempt to push the blonde away never having any chance to work.
She arched her back tits firming up. What chance was there to resist? She had already given up hope of ever escaping this perverse, horrific dream.
The awful half man, half machine was knelling behind the sucking blonde tart, his hard scrotum clattering against the floor. The man had both his huge hands opening Candy’s ass cheeks his tongue already pressing and circling the Sheriffs sensitive tight anus.
Candy felt the rough pressing mouth of Jed then shivered as his firm tongue entered her ass hole. He flicked up against the rim tasting inside her, Candy struggling to concentrate on the soft skinned cock between her lips.
Jed’s spinal cables were already beginning to glow blue, his arousal being drained for power. The sheriff’s fat ass almost smothered his face and he had to feel with his hands like a blind man till they gripped her massive dangling tits. He took both in a strong grip pulling his mouth harder onto her anus his tongue rigid like a stake piercing up inside her.
“Ohhhh what an ass. Oooooohhhh, mmmmmmmmm, that’s it Miss let me taste deep inside you.”
Jed’s mind once again was full of filth and desire, his scrotal tank bubbling, his cock painfully stiff.
Candy lifted her mouth from the oozing cock of Jackie, jerking it as she felt Jed’s hands maul her breasts. A number of metal tentacles had now descended from the roof of the cell. Candy felt a tip press against her mouth. She sucked on the shinny end like an eager cock head, allowing the tentacle to ease a few inches into her mouth. She began to suck harder the end vibrating, clattering on her teeth.
Jackie was more resistant however.
She screamed as a tentacle slid under her back curving up to press against her ass. Candy held her in place, gripping her cock tightly, Jackie appalled as the slimy metal tip entered her ass.
“Oooooohhhhhhhhhhhh!”
Candy could sense Jed raising himself behind her and she coughed on the metal tip in her mouth as he pushed his fat, big holed cock into her pussy.
The Sarge could have run, but he didn’t. He needed to destroy the space cannon; but any second that bug could come back. He decided he had to finish what he started. He crept to the edge of the pit. The bug was some twenty feet straight down below, at the point where the tunnel ran off horizontal towards the town. It was ripping at the tunnel walls, its claws having little effect against the glass like rim of the construction. It smashed at the sides, not seeming to care that it had already splintered one of its claws. The Sarge looked back at the dead bug still skewered with his impromptu spear. Standing on the shell he gripped the imprisoned shaft with both his hands and pulled with all his might.
The tunnel entrance hissed with fast moving air. The bug knew why. Its limbs were aching but it only one thing filled its head. “Closezzzz the tunnelzzzzzzz!”
The hive mind repeated the order over and over, the bug now having more success. The rocks were beginning to crumble, a few more sec…
The metal spear hit straight from above, going all the way through the bugs shell. And once again an alien dropped like a stone, dead; the Sarge quickly becoming an expert with his medieval weapon.
He looked down into the pit, feeling the air rushing up onto his face. The bug had been in such a rush about sealing the tunnel it had not even bothered to look up at him. He began to feel more and more uneasy.
“Blow the cannon and then get the hell out of here.” He said to himself running back to the launcher.
Back in the ship the cables attached to Jed’s back shone deep blue, an audible hum in the room as the power surged. He was up inside the sexiest woman in Love Creek. And not just with his own meager cock, which he had often dreamt. No, but instead with his alien enhanced monster. He almost wept with pleasure and sensation, seeing and feeling her pussy lips struggle to swallow the length. She gave an animal groan as inch after fat inch of latticed cock penetrated her.
“Ohhhhhhh Miss Candy, ughhhhhhhh!” He moaned out aloud, seeing the blonde struggling with the mouth tentacle and Jackie’s rampant cock at the same time.
Candy felt her insides ache with the fat slug that was Jed’s new cock. She spat the tentacle from her mouth, slapping it away. She could hear Jed’s aroused thoughts and feel his energy. In fact she could feel her own body responding to the attentions. The red head girl was still wriggling, trying to remove the slowly probing ass tentacle. Candy thrust her pink lips back around the gripped cock, slurping and sucking as if to draw the life from her.
“Awwwwwwww!”
Jackie gave a sensuous groan. The ass probe was buzzing inside her sending tingles up to her buried clit. The blonde woman was swallowing more and more cock, only stopping to gag in discomfort as the man pushed his impossible cock up her.
Jackie also felt the pleasure rising and arched her back feeling her own tits. She closed her eyes in sensation, then blinked open in shock as the free tentacle probe, the one spat out by Candy pushed into her mouth, making her gargle in wanton pleasure.
Jed began to pump up inside the sheriff, holding her sweaty hard tits as support, trying to ram up to her throat. The bitch was smacking the floor with her hand in desperation, her mouth bobbing on the redheads cock. She was in ecstasy, he could tell. She was the bugs slave, his sex toy for the long journey ahead. And most of all, he was doing it! He was giving Officer A, Love Creeks number one babe, the fuck of her life!
Around the ship the energy grew and grew. Walls lightened, and then glowed, a humming surge of power ringing through the corridors. His spinal nodes were red hot the conduits smoking slightly. The tentacles in Jackie’s ass and mouth also shimmered with blue power; Candy servicing both human generators with exquisite porn star like charms.
The bug Queen felt the warmth as the ship grew in energy. The dials became animated, a 3D holographic view of the outside appearing in front of her flight seat. Another few minutes and the ship would be ready to leave. On the flight deck the Queen was now in total command of the instruments. The tunnel wasn’t sealed but it didn’t matter all crew were nearly aboard, just the outer rim guards left. The aliens began to take up launch positions; most curling into tight shell balls, lining the corridors. Only the medical room remained active; Daisy tied on her back to the stirrup table, a single Bug, the scientist who first defiled her with tentacles and dog continuing its bizarre studies.
“Goodzzz we are about to leavezzzzz.” It gloated, angling a new device between Daisy’s splayed long legs. “You are suchzzzz a young strong female.”
He pushed the fat 3 inch diameter clear tube towards her pussy. Daisy shook her head in refusal and dismay.
“No it’s about to take off! But she promised. She promised!”
The bug ignored her ranting securing the tube entrance around her pussy lips, pulling a leaver making a suction, air tight seal.
Daisy looked down at the clear tube, feeling her lips been pried open by pressure. The bug could see her slit gaping, maybe an inch or more. “That will be enoughzzz” It thought to itself.
Then the farm girl saw it and screamed. A writhing maggot like creature, been pushed up the tube by a metal plunger. “It was alive!” Its root vegetable type appearance making her convulse in terror. It was sniffing towards her teen slit; blind, deaf, but aware.
“A bug pupa,” The insect explained almost gleefully. “I’m going to impregnate you with one of our young!”
The General clawed the back of a chair his veins bulging in his knuckles. Captain Fin was thrusting her head back and forth, swallowing his cock to the limit down her wet hot throat.
“Jezzzzzzz, ahhhhhhhhhhhh, ohhhhhhhhhhh!”
Outside the room his guards looked at each other in amazement, but both too nervous to disturb their intimidating commander. One of them looked to the ceiling muttering quietly to himself in jealous admiration. “Go General, go!”
The general gripped her head with both hands pumping his hips into her porcelain white face. “If you want it that bad then have it you slut!” He growled. Fin choked and spluttered his cock emptying deep in her gullet.
“Uggg, ugggg, uggggg ugaaaaaawweeeeEEEEE!”
His ecstatic cry as he came turned to a scream of agony.
“Agggggggggg Jesus! Helpuggggggggggggg!!!!”
The guards were reluctant to respond but as he screamed again they burst into the tent. The far canvas wall was shredded open, the fabric flapping in the downdraft of overhead rotor blades. They were about to dive through when another cry of despair made them turn. Behind the medical table curled on the floor was the General. The men looked in horror. His groin was soaked in claret red liquid his hands clutching at his recently serviced groin.
“Oh Nooo!” He wailed. “I think she’s fucking bit my cock off!”
In the alien fuck cell the temperature must have been in the humid nineties. Officer Candy was groaning with unashamed pleasure. Her pussy was struggling to swallow the awful jocks monster cock. Struggling, but not failing. She had taken it all the way to the base each stretching inch feeling like the last humanly possible. Now he was beginning to fuck back and forth, her deep intimate cervix feeling this big holed cock end sniffing at it.
“Uuuh, aw, aww, aww ah, ah, ah, ahhh!”
The ship was coming alive around her she could feel and smell the electrical power.
Jed’s spinal nodes glowed hot, his body failing to flinch from the sizzling cables. He could feel his scrotal sphere foaming to the max, any second now he’d release. His raw mind wanting to fill her to the brim with his thick wad, but he was torn between that and jacking over her groaning prom Queen face.
“Uggggggg! “He thought, even now time for humor,” decisions, decisions!”
Science officer Jackie was arching her back thrusting her breast forward her hands clawing at the floor, anal probe and Candy’s hair. In turn the blonde bombshell was grunting like a pig, the huge cock slapping into her. At the same time she licked and bobbed on Jackie own novice erection.
“Awwwwwwww, uuuuug, ohhhhhhhhh!” Jackie was about to spurt!
Candy took the hint lifting her mouth from the climaxing head jerking hard with her hand looking up at the young redhead.
“Ugghhhhh that’s it honey, lets me have it! Come on, ugggggh come on baby.”
The anal probe glowed blue Jackie’s muscles tightening, almost shitting it out. She gave a scream of pleasure her cock erupting thick long strands of come up like a fountain. The white mess sprayed onto Officer A’s lips and chin, and over her neck. Jed still gripping her hard massive tits pulled; rearing her body up at the second spurt, making Candy scream with the hard womb nudging thrust. But the sheriff kept jerking the cock the come hitting onto her mauled tits, Jed’s quickly massaging it into her sweaty flesh.
“Eeeeieeeeeeee!!” Jackie screamed her body on fire, the anal probe drawing the last ounce of power from her.
Then she crumpled almost unconscious.
Outside the Sarge could now feel a morning sweet breeze. The dense mist was clearing and the sound of a fleet of helicopters could be heard around him. The shield was down!
At the base camp half the occupants slowly came to the same conclusion. The Major, Mayor and John could see the grey boil had lost its shape. The mist was billowing out like a ground level nimbus rain cloud. The other half of the base were still franticly dealing with the tent incident. The General was under sedation, his team spreading out to hunt down, “that fucking psycho bitch!”
“We should be doing something!” John shouted over the noise of rising gun ships. The Mayor had a look of total fear in his eyes.
“Oh my God the shields down and any second the fields are going to be full of nerve gas.”
Candy’s husband gripped the Majors arm.
“Do something.” He yelled.
The Major looked around, his own men and also many of the generals were looking at him for a response. John shook him to his senses.
“The Generals had his chance. Follow the chain of command, you’re back in charge!”
On the alien ship the Queen felt as one with her beautiful craft. With her thoughts she eased the massive silver craft a few inches, then a few feet. She felt the ground and crumbling homestead scrape against the metal, she felt the ship beginning to radiate external power. It had leveled, now hovering a few feet from the ground. The last of her bug army were scrambling aboard. The human sexual energy was far greater than she had ever hoped, the ship was now fully charged. The earth law woman was an excellent asset; so resistant at first, but now even she was about to come with embarrassed reluctant pleasure. The metal ceiling tentacle was in her mouth about to drain her; smothering her climaxing grunts.
“Mmmgg! Mmmmggg! Mgggggggg!”
Candy was indeed coming, her pussy flexing as much as it could around the monster girth. The whole experience just couldn’t be resisted. It was so raw, so decadent, so liberating! But she needed to keep focused on her plan.
“Awwwwwww uh, uh, uh, uhhhhhhhh!”
She convulsed her pussy oozing juice, Jed banging hard in rhythm with each orgasming grunt; spittle covered mouth probe glowing brilliantly.
Uggg, uggg. Uggggggggggggg!!”
The ship tilted slightly forward, the Queen already thinking of a point some 100 miles into the sky. All she had to do was want it so and it would be there in seconds. Candy’s passion had filled the batteries to capacity.
“What an incredible vixenzzz.” The Queen thought, the ship about to leap into the sky. “We didn’t need the power of the earth man after…”
The Queen and her hive mind suddenly felt a new gut churning sensation.
They’d been tricked!
Candy was out of it for only a few seconds. She’d collapsed face down on the hips of the exhausted Jackie, Jed still pumping like a mad man into her wet hole. Jackie slapped at the blondes face pushing her onto the steel floor. “Get the fuck off me you dirty bitch!”
Officer Candy shook her head as if to regain her thoughts. “Jed, Jed ugh hurry!” Her mind raced, goading the man on. “We need to finish this now!”
Jed still couldn’t decide where to come. He was so close. Any second.
“Ag, ag, ag. Come in my ass you bastard!” Screamed Candy; looking over her shoulder with smoldering eyes.
He couldn’t believe it the hot blonde bitch was gripping her own fat peach cheeks pulling them apart her anus winking at him.
“Do it ugh, do it, treat me like the bitch I am!”
He pulled his enormous length out of her hole, ramming it against her sphincter.
“Oh shit ughhhh. Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!” She gave a bellowing scream of discomfort his cock head burying into her hot tight anus.
The cell door flew open a bug appearing like lighting intent on stopping them. But it was too late.
Jed came!
He’d only got a few inches into her rubbery shitter, but it was too much. With the scream from Candy and the feeling of gripping flesh trying but failing to resist he couldn’t to hold on.
“YesssssssssssggggggggguuuuuukkkkkkkKKKKKK!!”
Candy felt the come almost like an alien pod bursting into her ass. Jed felt it too his eye hole agonizingly wide and tender. “Uugggggggggggggggg!!” He felt like throwing up his body jerking like he was on the electric chair. The nodes exploded one by one along his spine and his scream of pleasure turning to one of pain.
“Eeeeeeeeeeiiiiieeeeeeeee!”
Flames erupting from the cables his scrotal ball shattering the remaining juices flooding the floor.
“Aaaagggggggggggggggg!”
The hive had been too late to see it. What Candy had seen and realized so much earlier. Yes humans have sexual energy. Too much energy!
The Queen gave a chattering scream of frustration. Her console was overheating. The fuck cell was on fire, batteries overloaded, the ship was sick with an overfilled belly.
Candy was to her feet in a flash. The whole saucer lurched as the corridors pulsed with light. The bug in front of her smashed against the wall, Jed thrashing around, demented, driven crazy. The cables were sparking and snapping the roof showering the occupants with sparks. Candy grabbed at Jackie’s hand, trying to pull her up.
“Come on move it,” she yelled.
But Jackie could only scream and kick, like Jed her mind also on the brink. The Bug was getting up Candy had no more time to waste, she had to leave her.
In the corridor the sheriff staggered past bug after bug. Most were curled into a fetal stance relying on their commander to level the ship. A few were frantically holding back flames and sparks which burst from over head ports. As she staggered past them she began to fear she might not get out.
“Oh shit it looks like its going to blow the fuck up!”
The shrouding mist outside had almost cleared completely. The Sarge had finished with his demolishing preparation on the tower gun. The charge was primed all his need to do now was get the fuck away from it. But he had stopped before he had chance to pull the pin. He’d turned to watch the silver disc rock and tilt as if it was driven by a drunkard. Its rims crashed into the ground then raised then crashed, over and over, the thing moving forward may twenty feet then sliding back. It was glowing blue to silver now the energy pulse visible and evident at great distance.
Behind the unstable ship he could see maybe twenty gun ships thundering towards him. Any second now they’d light it up with cannon and missiles.
The Major had made his call.
“Your wife is dead, no doubt about it. We have to destroy it now before it gets away.”
Jack Vale could do nothing to stop him. The troops had sprung into action. It was a full scale assault. The energy pulse was playing havoc with the radios. Maybe the chemical chopper had stopped pumping its deadly load. He couldn’t be sure if they’d heard him give the order to stop.
“But what if they hadn’t” The Mayor had asked.
“Gentlemen,” he had said lighting one of his trademark cigars,” then it looks like we’ve had it as well. Either way they’re going down.”
He then turned to look at the crazy rambling woman who was once a close and respected officer. Captain Fin was laughing and howling as two troopers pushed her bound and restrained into the back of a military ambulance. Her red lips were enhanced with dried blood her eyes wild like a rabid animal. The vehicle sped away and The Major shook his head as he realized that the insane woman unlike most of his men would no doubt live through the day.
Candy knew which way to go. Through this bulk head, to the deck below, nearly there. The hatch was still open a bug struggling to climb in. She froze, but it was in concentration not fear as she tried to remember.
“The examination lab! Yes it was this one. Yes.”
The doors slid open the room full of smoke. Daisy was screaming. The roof looked like it was about to fall in and Daisy could feel the touch of a slimy maggot tip as it began to burrow into her snatch. She saw Candy at the door like a towering Amazon warrior.
“Oh Sheriff, thank heavens, please hurry. Hurry!”
The depraved lab bug was dead, a control panel in flames the explosion having hit its delicate underbelly. Candy picked up a steel rod smashing down on the pupa tube the maggot dropping to the deck.
“Daisy,” She shouted heaving the teen of the table, “time to get the fuck out of dodge.”
Back in the corridor the roof showered them with sparks their naked bodies glowing in the illumination. Candy dragged the poor Cummings girl by the wrist keeping her eyes focused on the open hatch. The bug was still struggling at the hatch entrance and it saw them too late to react.
It reeled back as a metal strut which had snapped off was speared by Candy into its underbelly. The creature went berserk rolling onto its back spinning on its shell in agony, multiple legs flailing. Candy wasted no time, the ground was 20 feet below and the craft was veering over the huge dark pit that it’s had carved out under its crash site. Candy could see the metal hard webbing where she and Daisy had been bug raped that night. If they fell from here onto that, they’d be shredded like a cheese grater.
The alien was trying to right itself the ship rising more and more. She took a deep breath and as the craft dipped towards the edge of the pit she jump pulling the hapless girl with her.
“Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! Thud!”
The sarge almost transfixed by the swaying saucer, suddenly saw the bodies dropping to the ground and snapped out of his daze.
“Jezzzz someone’s got out!”
The pressure wave from beneath the saucer was almost unbearable. The girls screamed holding their ears as the vibration and thunderous hum of resonating power shook the ground.
The saucer tilted, and they knew it was banking, pointing towards the approaching gun-ships.
A hail of bullets erupted from the attack birds as they closed in, the disc now facing them the rim dipped towards the ground. As the first shells impacted the ship they created fantastic green firework displays. The ships shield was up again and encasing the silver disc.
Inside the craft the Queen felt the unusual sensation of relief. This visit had not been as easy as she had expected. All systems were working the ship was already repairing itself. Power was stable; time to finally go.
The two women, the sarge and the approaching troops all felt the same pulse of power as if the air had been compressed a million times then allowed to spring back in a micro second. Behind the ship the view seemed to distort as if the fabric of time was been deformed, the green glowing saucer shooting forward like out of its own rail cannon.
“Booooooooooooooommmmmmmmmm!”
The disc created a pressure wave in front of it blowing the gun-ships aside. Many just collapsed to the ground like birds hitting a window. Others rode over the wave as the disc sped under them. But these too were then buffeted out of control and gyrated to the ground like sycamore buds.
The saucer zoomed low over the camp dragging tents and equipment into the air, behind it a trail of jet black helicopter crumpled into the corn fields. The Queen saw and felt everything at once, the morning air on the ships hull, its coursing bio fluid working the engines, the computed optimum trajectory. Her mind suddenly focused on a speeding target a couple miles to the west.
“One thingzzz more to do.”
The ship turned and reached the horizon in an instant.
Then it was gone.
The sarge was across the courtyard in seconds and had been careful to avoid slipping into the huge pit left by the craft. Around him was chaos. The swirling wind left by the ship, the smell of cordite, the crackle of burning machinery. But in the mist of this he could only look dumbfounded at the two bedraggled goddesses huddled together like frightened animals.
Daisy looked at the near naked man streaked with dirt and sweat, bug blood dripping from his biceps.
“Who, who are you?”
“Miss,” he said with a swagger of pride, “I’m your rescue team.”
Officer Candy looked up with her world weary eyes her stunning features making him gulp. This was the sheriff he’d heard all about, no doubt.
“Trooper,” she shouted above the din of fire and howling wind, “it’s not over yet.” And then pulling herself up looking back at the bug tunnel entrance she added. “We’ve got to get away from here quick or we’re all dead!”
In the base camp it was panic. The tunnel was full of nerve gas the team unable to raise the pumping crew. They’d been given express orders if base camp contact was lost they had to empty the whole damn lot into the bubble.
The usurped general groaned in pain and resignation, looking up from his stretcher, almost pleased that the Major and fuck-wit civilians were in as much shit as him.
“It’s no use,” he coughed with a professional pride, “my boys follow their orders to the letter any second now were all going to be sucking on VX.”
Meanwhile the sarge listened silently to what Candy had to say. The tunnel, VX, and poor Jackie gone.
He nodded not showing his emotions. He looked deep into Candy Vale’s eyes not driven by lust but by respect. As she spoke with steel hard resolve he understood this woman was a warrior.
She’d told him to get the young girl away; she’d try to stop the gas.
“No,” he said pulling back, “you’ve done enough already, now get the hell out of here.”
The sarge ran back towards the lattice rail gun. He could hear the hiss of escaping air as the gas surged towards the exit. He ripped the C-4 from the metal work. If he breathed a fraction in it would all be over.
At the tunnel entrance he stared down his face screwed up with the pressure of escaping air. He looked back across at the staggering women, advancing troopers almost at their aid. He gave a satisfied smile, like always it was a case of mission accomplished. He felt his skin tighten his senses beginning to burn. No time left the gas was here.
Through their binoculars the camp team saw the sarge’s legs buckle as he fell forward into the hole. A heart stopping moment latter there was rising of the earth followed by an enormous expulsion of dirt and smoke; the roar of the explosion lagging behind.
Boommmmmmm!
The tunnel entrance had collapsed the pit now a huge mound of earth and rock. The VX trapped inside the almost airtight glass lined tunnel.
John Vale stood arms across himself in a desperate hug watching the expanding mushroom cloud the explosion feeling like an earthquake. His heart was heavy with grief. “What would he tell the kids?”
He could see a line of dark figures moving back towards the camp. As the dust began to clear he could make out the shape of battle clad troopers. In the middle of the line helped by eager men was the silhouette of two long legged blondes. Each had a camouflage jacket on making a fetching all in one top and ultra short skirt. One was a young cheerleader type definitely looking worse for wear and the other, well he’d recognize her anywhere. It was the best damn sheriff this town had ever had. It was his wife.
That evening Candy stood at her bedroom window her elegant virginal white nightie making her look like marketing mans dream. The sky outside was once again crystal clear the millions of stars like splattered paint on a black roof. The town was in ruins the survivors almost held hostage by the now seemly endless ranks of officials and troops. Tomorrow she’d have to answer question after probing question; but not tonight.
She looked back at her husband as he entered from putting the kids to sleep. At least it would be classified, she didn’t fancy her beloved and the town’s folk knowing all the gory details and neither would poor Daisy Cummings no doubt.
She thought back to those final moments. The saucer has sped away but not vertically as they might have expected. It had only been an hour later when they realized why. The medical jeep had been found on its side the soldiers and the deranged Captain Fin no where to be found. The bugs had decided the captain was one of them by then and they had no intentions of leaving anyone behind.
The mass of slaughtered bugs were decomposing at an incredible rate. The earth’s atmosphere having strange effects on their dead hide’s metabolism. With the aliens discarded pod launcher already airlifted to a secret destination Candy wondered if by dawn any evidence of this invasion would even be left.
“Time to turn in honey,” John said patting the bed.
She turned the moonlight showing her fabulous curves through her light fabric.
“I’ve being waiting for this for the last 24 hours.” She said with a bewitching smile. Her husband’s eyes widening in anticipation.
She bent down her cleavage as deep as the sea and tapped a long nail on his nose cheekily.
“The sleep honey; I mean the sleep.”
A million miles or so away, distance and time increasing experientially was the bugs’ mother craft. The huge cylinder hold vibrated with the power of nearly 300 aroused souls. Bugs monitored the row after row of coffin like capsules each one containing an ex resident of earth.
Each human was in a looped orgasmic nightmare. The experiences of the past night had being carefully recorded by the bugs to play back direct into their pitifully weak subconscious.
Some experienced the taking of Monica the cheerleader. Her orgasm, the bugs orgasm, even Fins. Others Candy and Daisy in the rape nest. Other’s still relived Jed’s face covering splatter of officer Vale; or Jackie first forced cock ejaculation. The humiliation and sensations were still as real and powerful as if they were their own. And with each experience the towns folks bodies pumped gasp after orgasmic gasp of power into the ships hull.
A bug monitored the life signs from the capsule of Love Creeks portly framed store manager. A man in his fifties his mind struggled to accept the impossible. He had breasts, huge perfect domes, and his waist tight and shapely like he’d never known. In his mind he looked down at his flat stunning tummy the sensation of a blue glowing robot cock stretching his pussy beyond imagination. He was coming over and over the orgasmic experience an impossible but heart taxing reality.
The hive mind noted this one wouldn’t last another light jump. But many more would. There were old spinsters who now had the bodies and sensations of ripe virginal teens. Weak no hopers transformed into powerful lustful creatures with cocks and girls to die for. Men fucked as women, women fucked as men, women fucking women as bugs. The possibilities seemed endless each one eventually tailored to get the greatest sexual peak out of each individual. For some this would become a half conscious hell, many others an amoral taboo heaven. But for all it was the same climax after climax inducing experiences.
The hive mind lingered on the sexy sweaty frame of the Sweetheart cheerleader. Monica laid, her back almost in a permanent arch her lovely lips foaming as she rode her climax again and again. Monica had found her optimum frenzy inducing dream. It was that goody bitch Daisy Cummings squealing in the bathroom as her beloved ‘Butch’ hammered away up inside her; Monica experiencing it not as her hated rival but as the confused yet eager dog!
In the flight room the queen monitored nothing and everything in an instance. The ship and her crew were safe for years to come. Eventually these humans would weaken the energy force dissipating. They would not take as long to replace them the next time, the mission to earth had nearly cost the bugs dear.
The queen would have like to have that amazingly sexy law woman here. She was a true warrior breed the bug could appreciate that kind of matriarchal opponent. Candy’s recorded experiences seemed to be the most potent for nearly all of the men and many of the women too. She would have being ideal for creating new experiences to feed the human batteries. But still the head bug had these other beauties in front of her. They could be enhanced and harvested of experiences for many years to come.
The two entwined naked bodies writhed and heaved in a sweaty mess of limbs and torso. Captain Fin was laughing, an insane resigned giggle. Jackie was sobbing her mind not wanting to accept this was her final fate. Jackie’s painfully hard cock was slapping between her thighs Fins hand gripping it tightly. She rolled the hesitant red head onto her back Fin straddling the fat member lowering herself down. Jackie groaned just as much as Fin as the cock buried fully up inside her wet shaft.
Fin leaned forward her hands on Jackie’s tits her lips locking onto her assistants gasping mouth. The lust full captain pulled the young woman’s wrist to her upturned bouncing ass making Jackie’s fingers touch the bitch’s anus. Their eyes widened in unison Fin laughing, nodding her head in delight, Jackie s face one of horror as she slowly helped coax a new pink cock from Fins widening anus.
Jackie continued to sob in despair her hand on this new cock as it curled up from her lover’s rear like a fat tail.
“Yess, yesssss!” Fin moaned, but then suddenly began to cough and tense her neck as if choking.
Her ruby red lips parted, Fin’s ash white face one of astounded amusement. Jackie gave a shriek her own reaction also one of dreamlike disbelief. Fins was coughing and retching a tender pig pink cock from her rapidly filling mouth. The cock snaked out like a creature from a ruby red rimmed den till its girth filled her mouth making her cheeks bulge with the balls.
Fin eyes were crossed as she looked over her nose to this unexpected alteration.
Jackie only had time to give one giggle of mind snapping insanity before Fin thrust down onto her lips in a French kiss deeper and fuller than the young redhead could ever have imagine possible.
The Bug queen checked the console. The ship was recording everything perfectly.
The End
* * * * *
Bibliography.
I hope you enjoyed this tale as much as I did writing it. Thank you for sticking with it and before I finish I’d just like to tip a hat of appreciation to works that helped inspire and influence this tale
HG Wells ‘War of the Worlds’ (Alien invasion, saucers, the full works)
50,s B-Movie ‘Them’ (Large bugs)
50,s B-Movie ‘Invasion of the body snatchers’ (pods)
Tim Burtons ‘Invaders from Mars’ (Itself a B-Movie homage)
‘Star ship troopers’ (bugs etc, who hasn’t seen Denise Richards pinned, about to be stuck in the head with a bony proboscis and thought that’s not where you stick it, call yourself a brain bug!)
‘Cool Devices’ Jap cartoon porn ( female cocks)
‘Barbarella’ (Orgasm machines)
There are many more which I have consciously or sub consciously copied. So I apologize in advance for not including everything. Finally to my knowledge site sentry battalion, alien bugs and the town of Love Creek have never existed. But given what you’ve just read that’s what you would expect them to say.
Regards
Finc

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Loving Babysitter Part 3

I woke to the smell of food and climbed out of bed, getting dressed. At first I thought it had all been a dream until I looked on my nightstand and saw the array of sex toys, the smallest that had been inside me was now clean.
I sat down on my bed for a minute, soaking in the reality that I was no longer a virgin. Not only that, but I lost it to a girl! No, not a girl. A WOMAN. She was a full grown woman and damn she knew how to use her hands and mouth.
I walked out stretching and sniffing the air. I looked at her, “Mmm, smells great Jamie, what’d you make?”
Jamie turned and smiled at me. She was in her men’s clothes but some how they now looked sexy on her. Maybe it was because I knew what lay waiting beneath them. She wiped her brow and leaned down to get something out of the oven.
“Oh, you’re awake sleepy head. Have a seat Lisa, it’s lasagna. I made it from scratch.” My mouth started watering immediately and I sat at the table. “Yummy! My favorite!”
Jamie chuckled and it was like music to my ears. She dished it out and sat my plate in front of me with a fork sticking out. I scooped up a big bite and started to put it in my mouth until I heard her clear her throat. I looked up at her and set my bite back down.
She rolled her emerald eyes and sat down. “Not before we say prayer.” My jaw dropped wider than when I was about to stuff food in it and she busted up laughing, “Oh, the look on your face. That was great. I’m kidding, go ahead and eat. I just had to see your reaction.”
I glared at her for a minute, narrowing my chilly blue eyes, for interrupting my meal then sighed, laughing a little, and started eating. I had no idea how hungry I was until the food got in my mouth. I chewed it quickly and swallowed. “Oh my god Jamie, this is AMAZING. Mmm, so delicious. Thank you so much.” I wiped my mouth then kissed her cheek. Blushing slightly, “I love you.”
Jamie smiled gently back at me, “I love you too. Now eat, more fun awaits!” She said and started eating too.
The rest of our meal was eaten fairly quickly with idle chit chat. When we were finished, I insisted on washing the dishes so that she wouldn’t think I was some lazy kid, even though that’s what I normally was.
She smiled at me and dried and put away the dishes as I washed them. Soon enough I was done and realized my shirt was soaked. Jamie wrapped her arms around my waist from behind, leaning down to do so and kissing on my neck.
I snuggled into her then started to pull away, to go change into my pajama’s. As I did, her fingers slid under the edge of my shirt and pulled it off as she said, “You won’t be needing this anymore tonight.” I blushed at my shirt being so abruptly removed.
I turned to her and tried to remove hers in turn but was too short to pull it over her head. “Well then, you don’t need yours e… either.” I finally got out when she bent forward to let me pull hers off. She wasn’t wearing a bra but I was. Just a simple white sports bra. I stared at her tanned breasts as her nipples hardened from the cool air of the house. I couldn’t help myself, now filled with confidence, and reached up, grabbing one in each hand. They were each more than a handful. Mine must of looked like pasty white mounds compared to her bronzed globes.
I started massaging and kneading them, as best I could like I did my own. I took one nipple into my mouth like she had done to me and began suckling it, flicking it with my tongue. She moaned a little and leaned her head back.
“Mmm,” Jamie said, “I haven’t been touched like this in so long. Let’s go to the bedroom.” She said pulling away from my mouth. I didn’t want to stop touching her so I reached around and cupped her ass in both hands, squeezing it and pulling her towards me, looking up into her emerald eyes. I was staring between her breasts up to her face and nodded then walked into the room.
I felt a burning between my legs that I hadn’t paid much attention to but had been there since I woke. I fidgeted as I sat on my bed and pulled off my pants as she pulled off my bra. She lightly pushed me onto the bed and got between my legs as she wiggled out of her own pants.
She looked at my tender pussy, “Oh my, you’re beat red and swollen!” She looked up at me worried. “I think you’re allergic to the toy. Oh no, they’re all the same! I’m so sorry honey.” She said and licked at my pussy which relieved the burning and slight itching very quickly.
“It feels better now though. I think I can handle it again.” I said to her, hoping to ease her heart.
“No no, I don’t want to hurt you.” She said sadly and sat up on the side of the bed.
“Well then, I’ll just do it to you if you’ll just show me how to put this on.” I said and picked up the harness intended for me to wear.
Jamie’s face lit up happily and she hopped up, pulling me to be standing with her. She took it from me and helped me step into it. She quickly made the adjustments then stepped back, looking at me with lustful emerald eyes. I looked down at what was now MY huge cock. Well, huge to me. I moved around some, getting used to the feel of it. It was like an extension of myself, except without feeling. I reached down and grabbed it which I saw made Jamie bite her lip. Seeing her reaction I shook it a little at her.
I remembered in the porn I briefly watched and my readings that men stroked their members for pleasure so I tried it. My hand skidded across it which just irritated the skin of my palm. I frowned down at it and looked at Jamie who was now on her knees in front of me.
“It helps if it’s wet.” She said an instantly my rubber cock was in her mouth, her head bobbing back and forth on it’s now slick surface. Instantly I was wet at the sight, feeling the same tingle that came with being touched.
“Oh yeah. I like that. It makes me want to cum.” I told her and she stopped and looked up at me.
“Oh my my. You’re a butch. I like that. I look like one but can be a femme in the sack.” She said and licked the tip which made my pussy tense.
“Huh? What’s a butch? Or a femme? What sack?” I asked and she giggled again.
“I’ll explain later.” She shoved my rubber cock in her mouth again. I bit my lip and started to thrust a little, out of reflex and she moaned so I did it more. I felt a finger rubbing my clit under the edge of the crotchless leather harness. Between the rubbing on my clit and the sight of her sucking me, I quickly started cumming, grabbing the edge of the bed to keep up right. The cumming made me thrust harder, pushing it deep into her throat. I finally stopped and she licked some of my cum off her hand then wiped the rest off on a towel.
I looked down and there was a puddle on the floor. I laughed a bit breathless then quickly recovered. I decided to follow my deepest instincts. Doing what felt natural, like she said for me to do, I pulled her up by her chin, our lips barely touching as I rotated us in place then pushed her onto the bed.
Jamie laid there, pleasantly surprised at my new found courage. She shifted so she was laying properly on the bed. I stroked the cock and felt it pressing on my clit with each pump and looked at her with a sexy smolder. She was playing with her tit, watching me. It made me feel sexy beyond belief which just boosted my libido and ego more.
I climbed up between her spread legs and got on my knees in front of this beauty worth praying to. I couldn’t resist a quick taste before I started fucking her. I started to lay on my stomach then remembered my artificial appendage and just got on my elbows and started lapping at her sweet folds.
I snatched her throbbing nub into my mouth and flicked it with my tongue, sucked, and nibbled. I wanted to see her cum, to feel the pulsing around my fingers. I slid three fingers into her pussy and started thrusting them in and out slowly. Feeling her soft, slick pussy around my fingers and listening to her moan was too much to resist.
She quickly came on my fingers and I groaned more than moaned with her and before I knew what was happening, came too.
“Did you just cum Lisa?” She asked me, surprise and joy showing in her emerald eyes.
“Y-yeah. I don’t get it though, nothing was touching me. I was just enjoying hearing your moans and the feeling of you wrapped around my fingers. Mmmm.” I shivered and bit my lip then started stroking my rubber cock again.
“Oh Lee,” She said and sat up hugging me. “You don’t mind me calling you that, do you?”
“No, actually I never liked being called Lisa. Call me that from now on.”
Jamie smiled at me, “Lee baby, it’s because your heart is butch. It’s not a bad thing. It just means you are more like a guy than girl. We’ll talk more later.” She kissed me passionately then grabbed my cock. “But now,” She said in a seductive voice, “Fuck me.”
“God yes.” I said and grabbed her tight ass. I almost lost control and slammed into her, but seeing the desperate, sex craving look on her face made me decide it would be more fun to tease her first.
I reached over and dimmed down the light to set the mood better. It was pitch black outside so no light filtered through my purple curtains. The only light was the pale pinkish light coming from my dimmed lamp.
I pressed the thick cock against her entrance then grabbed it with my right hand, still cupping her ass with my left. It was so big around that my finger didn’t touch my thumb from the other side. I rubbed the head on her clit and entrance, just slightly sliding it inside. Watching her squirm excitedly under my touch put a smile on my face.
Just as she looked like she was going to yell at me for not fucking her, I thrust quickly into her as deep as I could, making our bodies be flesh together. She let out a loud, screaming moan that sounded like it may be my name. I grabbed a tight hold on her hips and slowly pulled out and thrust back in, testing my movements.
I had never moved this way so I took my time thrusting in and out slowly. I could tell by her face that it felt like heaven, as if her moaning to the lord wasn’t enough for me to figure that out. I knew it wasn’t enough make her cum but felt good just the same. I started rubbing her clit with my thumb as I picked up the pace, managing to keep her lifted off the bed with only one hand. Before long I could feel another orgasm coming to me and let it out. I groaned out as the shocks caused me to pound her harder until she came too.
I stopped cumming before her but leaned down to tease her nipples with my mouth, still thrusting a bit to keep her going. A minute or so later she came back to earth with a thud onto the bed, causing my cock to slip out. I let her catch her breath but I was far from done.
As soon as she looked coherent again, I slid back into her, causing her to moan out again. My thigh muscles protested at me but I ignored them and started fucking her again.
Her nails clawed at my back, the pain shocking me at first. It felt so good I thrusted harder which made her drag her nails down my back as she moaned my name out through another orgasm, making me cum with her again. I was determined to give her as many as I could before I stopped. She fell back to earth and I could feel a little blood running down my back from where she had clawed through her ecstasy.
I grabbed her ass and lifted her up again and thrust into her, taking it slower this time until I remembered what a friend had taught me about dancing. I started swaying and swiveling my hips, knowing it was making the cock swirl around inside her. Jamie moaned out even louder, begging me not to stop so I kept it up until she came again.
My muscles locked as soon as I stopped thrusting but I wanted to please her more. I pulled out as soon as I was sure she was done and fell back onto the bed, even with my knees uncomfortably bent under me. She crawled up beside me and hugged me then kissed me deep.
“Oh Lee, you are so amazing. Were you lying about your virginity?” She said as she snuggled close.
“Nope, I just followed my gut. Knowing how great it was to make you cum made me keep doing more to see you cum more.” I looked down at the rubber cock sticking straight up in the air and laughed. “I can’t move but I still want to fuck you.” I said, whining a little.
“Then I’ll do it.” Jamie said and sat up. I had no idea what she meant until I watched her pussy slide over the cock again.
It was almost like I could really feel it, the sight so pleasing. I groaned and grabbed her ass. Helping her lift up, she started sliding up and down on me. I watched her tits bounce about and grabbed two handfuls of them. As tired as my legs were, I managed to meet her thrusts as she picked up pace and soon we were both cumming again.
I spun around and sat up so I could explore more of her while she bounced on my cock. Jamie started again and I alternated between watching her face, her pussy, and sucking her tits while our moans made an erotic song of pleasure. Her nails dug into my shoulders again as she reached another climax.
As soon as she was done cumming she got between my legs and started licking my pussy, stroking the cock coated in her juices. Between the pressure and rubbing on my clit from the leather, seeing her hand wrapped around it, and feeling her tongue in me, I came.
She crawled up beside me, obviously satisfied. I smiled at her, knowing she would be happy if we stopped now but just happy wasn’t enough. “Get this thing off me.” I said and she looked up at me surprised and started removing it. When she was done, she dropped it by the bed. I scooted down to be laying with one pillow under my head.
She started to lay beside me before I shook my head, “Gimme that pussy, I ain’t done with you yet.”

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DIARY OF A GIGOLO 2

After a wide range of experiences as a gigolo, I developed a preference for a certain type of client: elegant, sophisticated women aged around forty five years old, with bodies anywhere between size ten to fourteen and not overweight.

Being More Social – Chapters 16-20

It’s here! The final installment of the story. Thank you all for being so very amazing and giving me your time and votes, it means the world. I hope you all enjoy the final five chapters in this story. **No age is mentioned in this story, and for all we know all of the characters in this story are fully of age.**

Reading Allowed, Pt.8

READING ALLOWED, Part 8
By lamignonne and Zenmackie
Marie felt wretched. While he was gone, it had been easy to nurture her feelings of resentment towards him for leaving her alone all day, tied up and bored, and suffering acutely from her unsatisfied lust. As the long day had worn on, her jaw aching more by the hour, her stomach growling, her body cold and bruised and her head more often than not in one of his toilets, Marie’s frustration had grown and grown. She’d even started to feel like she was justified in snooping around in his study. After all, she’d given up her whole weekend for him and he hadn’t even seen fit to stay at home!
Marie hadn’t been able to form any kind of resolve about how she was going to behave when her Master came home, other than the vague idea that she certainly deserved some attention from him and would be prepared to communicate just that if she didn’t get any. But her resolution wavered the second she sensed him in the bathroom. He’d startled her, standing there so quietly while she worked, squashed up against the toilet for all the world as if she were embracing it. She’d dropped the cleaning brush and it had splashed her, and just like that, she was at a disadvantage. As usual.
As she’d struggled to kneel the way he liked, Marie tried to cope with the confusing riot of emotions that she was feeling. On the one hand, she was still mad at him, anxious to show him that she didn’t appreciate his leaving her; on the other, his presence overwhelmed her, intruded even on her carefully nourished anger, and all her instincts were screaming at her to throw herself at his feet and show him her joy and relief that he’d returned. Her desire to have her suffering acknowledged by him warred with the desire to suffer still more, to do anything he wanted as long as he would smile at her and tell her she was a good girl. She could feel him studying her and trembled. Her urge to grovel grew stronger as he approached her, overpowering her with his presence, torturing her with suspense. As he gripped her chin and raised her face to look in her eyes, Marie had panicked, terrified he’d be able to see her every disloyal, petulant thought, and then she had made the terrible choice to show him her anger.
How quickly he’d put her in her place, she thought miserably now. In truth, he’d had all the power from the moment he’d come into the bathroom, had controlled her more efficiently with just his presence than his chains had been able to do throughout the long day. He stood before her and her body shook with the desire to kneel; he humiliated her and she craved his approval beyond every other need. She had tried defiance just this once, confronting him with nothing more than the look in her eyes, and his reaction had been immediate, painful and devastatingly effective. Marie had realized again, with excruciating clarity, that her attitude was still all wrong. It was her privilege to be allowed to spend the weekend with him, her undeserved honor that he was willing to teach her. After all, she hadn’t been a very good slave…
She clung to his ankles, her forehead resting on his feet, trying to control her sobs and hoping against hope that her obvious contrition would mollify his displeasure with her. At long last, he spoke.
“You’re getting toilet-water all over my shoes.”
The mildness of his tone, with its bare hint of amusement, filled her with such relief and delight that Marie felt like scampering around the bathroom and wagging her tail like the good little doggie she wanted to be for him. But she made herself hold perfectly still for a moment, then slowly raised her face to his again and, trying very hard not to smile, said, “I’m sorry, Master.”
Yes! His expression was now one of bemused affection; he was no longer angry with her! Oh, thank God.
He grabbed a hand-towel from a nearby rack, roughly dried her face and hair with it then threw it down on the floor beside her. Marie knew he was expecting her to use it to dry his shoes.
Instead she once more lowered her head….and began licking them clean.
It didn’t take long—less than a minute—to complete the task, but something about it, the complete and utter abasement of kneeling at his feet, naked and in chains, licking toilet water from his shoes, was setting her on fire. She had no time to analyze it—all she knew was she had to have his cock in her mouth—now.
She sat up. Her eyes flickered up to him once—he was frowning down at her, but not angrily. He seemed intent, as if he was trying to guess at her thoughts. Feeling suddenly sure of herself, Marie leaned forward and placed a kiss on the front of his pants where his erection strained against the fabric. She nuzzled her cheek there and looked up at him again, holding his gaze this time. “Please, Master,” she said, “may I suck your cock?”
They were both a little stunned. Marie couldn’t believe how strong and confident her voice had sounded. Her pussy flooded with moisture at the sound of the words; her eyes sparkled with excitement. Even though he’d just spanked her, even though her hair was wet with toilet water and she was naked and chained, this felt right.
As for her Master, he couldn’t get his pants open fast enough. He’d think about what her behavior meant in a few minutes—right now, he focused on Marie’s hot, talented little mouth as she bent to her work. Good God, it felt like she was trying to swallow him whole!
Marie was overtaken by a strange sort of frenzy. It was as if she couldn’t get enough of his cock in her mouth. Her captive hands reached for his balls and her fingers lifted them, rubbed them, and squeezed them gently all the while her face was pressed against his groin, her throat full of him. She massaged the spot below his balls and her tongue went into overdrive on his shaft.
This was one time he wasn’t worried about coming too soon. He thought he was going to die of pleasure… He lost control as he came, grabbing her head and thrusting himself violently down her throat. She swallowed gamely, and when he finally opened his eyes, still breathing hard, she was kneeling there smiling at him.
He could hardly believe it. She had just begged to be allowed to pleasure him. She’d begged him before, to gain her own pleasure or because he’d ordered her to, but this was different. He’d never have expected her to reach this stage of submission so soon. And he knew she’d been sincere. Even now, she was still grinning like he’d just given her a present.
What was it about this girl that she’d gotten under his skin so fast? To be truthful, he’d come home earlier than he’d planned, anxious to see how his little slave had fared in his absence. He’d had to conceal a hard-on quite a few times throughout the day, every time he pictured her humping his fingers as she had this morning or the desperate, pleading look on her face when she realized he was going to leave her bound and frustrated. What a homecoming he’d gotten! And they still had all evening to spend together before he really ought to be getting her back to campus. They’d eat first—and then he had a few things he wanted to try.
Her Master hadn’t said anything, and he’d only given her the briefest of smiles, but Marie knew he was pleased with her. She tensed just a little as he reached down and hauled her to her feet—grabbing her elbow this time, instead of her hair—surely that was a good sign. He tossed her over his shoulder into a fireman’s carry and headed for the stairs. Marie felt a little panicky as she realized that, with her hands bound by her neck, she had no way to break her fall if he dropped her, but his grip was firm and the feeling subsided. Now, as he entered the kitchen—the scene of her imprudence that morning—she just had to worry about what he would do with her next.
It seemed that they had both learned a lesson from that morning’s encounter: when they reached the kitchen table he simply put her down next to his chair, lifting the table leg to secure the end of her leash as she took her kneeling pose. He said not one word to her about cooking, and Marie allowed herself a small grin as she watched him preparing dinner.
It was a simple meal; he steamed some rice and saut? a few chopped vegetables, tossing in some bits of cold chicken from the refrigerator. But he added spices like a master chef–a pinch of one, a sprinkle of another, tasting and nodding to himself. The air began to fill with a deliciously complex aroma and Marie was forcefully reminded that she’d had nothing to eat since breakfast, unless she counted her Master’s come. If she still had her ball-gag on, she knew, she’d be drooling all over herself. As it was she simply swallowed hard, kept her position tight and her attention on him, hoping that her stomach wouldn’t gurgle and embarrass her as it had that morning.
Yet even though she was famished, not to mention ragingly horny, she became aware that underlying all the physical and emotional turbulence lay a very unfamiliar sensation: serenity. Her needs were no longer her concern—her Master would take care of them in due time, and that’s all she needed to know. She felt a contented smile creep across her face.
Her smile only widened when she saw him reach down into a cabinet next to the stove and bring out a shining aluminum dog bowl. She knew it was for her, and she brushed away the troublesome thought that it already been there and not purchased especially for her. Maybe he used to have a dog. Or maybe…no, she would not think about that. This moment—now—was all there needed to be.
She gave him her most loving smile as he set the bowl, filled to the brim with steaming food, on the floor beside her before setting his plate on the table. She followed him with her eyes and then her body, shuffling around on her knees to remain facing towards him as he pulled out his chair and sat. She gave not the slightest glance to her bowl of food—it was not hers until he said it was.
When he was settled in place he turned to look at her, and to Marie it was obvious that he was pleased with what he saw: that his slave was simply waiting, giving him her complete and silent attention. He actually beamed at her and caressed the side of her face with his hand, and Marie felt as though she would melt with happiness. After a moment he withdrew his hand and said, “You must be starving, princess. Please go ahead.”
“Thank you, Master,” Marie replied, wishing she could kiss him just then. She turned away and bent down to her bowl…and was quite pleased to discover that he had placed it so that while she ate she would be displaying her upraised ass and pussy for his pleasure. She began to eat.
Marie’s hands had reached out automatically to steady herself as she bent over the dog bowl, only to be jerked back by the chains holding them to her collar. She was suddenly mindful of her discomfort again. She hadn’t been able to straighten her arms for hours, now, and the urge to stretch her elbows was driving her crazy. Marie tried to focus on the food, which was fragrant and delicious and which she was eating way too fast, but her mind kept wandering. Would he let her spend the night again? She could get all her homework done tomorrow, if she was diligent, and it would be totally worth it if he’d fuck her again tonight, and hold her like he had last night as she fell asleep.
Before she knew it, Marie found herself licking the bowl clean. She’d scarfed her dinner down with undignified haste, and blushed rosily as she realized her Master had probably only taken a few civilized bites by now. She really was just like his pet. Well, in for a pound…Marie thought, and shuffled on her knees over to his chair to lay her head on his knee. She held her breath, hoping for some sign of approval from him, and sure enough, a moment later she felt his hand resting lightly on her head. Another moment passed, and he stroked her hair. Marie felt her chest expand with happiness.
Several minutes later, he gently tugged on her hair to get her to sit up. He held a glass of water for her while she drank, waiting until she had finished it. He, she saw, was drinking from an expensive-looking bottle of red wine. A few more minutes passed while he savored his wine, then he stood and retrieved a clean dishcloth, wet it, and came back to clean Marie’s face. She blushed anew. She certainly hadn’t been worried about keeping her face clean while she ate, she realized now. She was vaguely surprised that he did it silently, making no attempt to humiliate her further. Was that because he had more challenges in store for her later this evening?
Marie watched as her Master performed only the most rudimentary clean-up of the kitchen. Leaving the dishes for later didn’t seem like his style, and she smiled to herself, imagining that he was in a hurry to play some more with her—his toy.
She wasn’t far off, if she’d known it. The impromptu blow job in the bathroom might as well have never happened for all the difference it made to his cock, which was again hard as a rock. He deliberately kept the wine bottle in one hand while he freed Marie’s leash from the table leg and led her into the living room. He knew from experience that if he had a few more swallows he’d be able to last a lot longer, and he definitely wanted to drag this next experience out as long as possible.
Leaving Marie kneeling in front of his oversized arm chair, he set the wine down on the end table there and went upstairs to get a few supplies. He was pleased to see, on his way back down, that her eyes hadn’t strayed from the stairway; she was avidly watching for his return. The apprehension in her gaze was adorable, and as he sat in the chair in front of her he took a moment just to look her over. Then he leaned forward and unlocked the chains at her wrists.
He watched her eyes fill with tears as she tried, with excruciating slowness, to straighten her arms for the first time in hours. He let her struggle for a moment, then he reached for her hands, saying, “It’s easier if you do it all at once”—and yanked her arms straight before she could react.
Marie gasped, but as the blood flowed freely into her stiff joints, she saw that he was right. She flexed her arms for a few minutes, unable to keep back a sigh of pleasure as the pain and stiffness eased.
She wasn’t going to be relieved for long. “Turn around,” he ordered suddenly, “and give me your hands.” She obeyed, turning her back to him and holding her hands behind her. He cuffed them together, then used a leather cinch he’d brought down on her upper arms just above her elbows, pulling it tight and watching her shoulder blades point out and her back arch, hearing her gasp. He bent to unlock the short chain between her ankles then said, “Face me.”Perfect. His little pet, arching her back to relieve the strain on her arms, looked as if she were presenting her tits for his pleasure. He was also surprised and pleased to see that she’d spread her knees apart after he’d unlocked them, and he could already see the telltale sheen of moisture on her pussy. She was panting, but whether it was from arousal or the pain in her bound arms he couldn’t tell. He leaned back in the chair and took a sip of wine, then said, “What did you think about today, Princess?”
Her eyes flickered up to his–then she lowered them modestly. “I missed you, Sir,” she said quietly.
He wasn’t going to let her off the hook that easily. “And did you like cleaning the house for me?”
Marie only debated for a second—he’d know if she lied, she reasoned—but she couldn’t look at him.. “No, Sir.”
“Why not?”
“It was—I was bored, Sir,” she stammered. He could tell she wanted to add something, so he waited. “But—but I’ll be happy to do it again, Sir, if you let me.”
“Why is that, Princess?”
“Because I like…obeying your orders, Sir.” Her voice nearly died at the end of her reply, but he was satisfied. This must be the result of the epiphany she’d seemed to have in the bathroom earlier. Unquestionably, she’d been angry with him before he came home, but now she seemed to have come to a better understanding, and acceptance, of her role as his pet—all on her own. However, it couldn’t hurt to give her some additional encouragement.
“And I like giving them to you, pet,” he said, smiling at her. “You did very well today.”
He watched her face glow with happiness for a moment, then he brought out the nipple clamps. These were a different pair than the one she’d worn last night; they had a gentler bite, but came adorned with tacky pink plastic hearts that dangled on a thin, short chain about an inch and a half long. Remembering her face as she’d looked at the purple, heart-shaped paddle in the store, he guessed that wearing these would humiliate his princess more than wearing the plain ones had. Indeed, she looked chagrined at the sight of them, but bravely maintained her posture, her chest still thrust towards him invitingly. He took advantage of that for a few minutes, fondling and teasing, and she didn’t flinch from him even when he twisted and pulled her nipples, although she winced and whimpered a little. He even slapped her breasts a few times, noting that they were just large enough to bounce when he did it. This was going to be great.
Her face flamed as he attached the clips and she felt the dangling hearts brushing against the underside of her breasts. He thought he’d never get tired of seeing that blush. He jiggled her breasts, just to rub it in a little, then very deliberately removed his pants and boxers and leaned back in the chair. Her eyes went wide at the sight of his fully-erect cock, and she actually licked her lips, making him want to laugh. “Climb on, princess,” he said, some of his amusement leaking into his voice.
She looked at him like she wasn’t sure he was serious, then stood up eagerly and way too fast. She teetered for a moment, throwing one foot behind her to catch her balance, then more carefully moved toward his chair. He helped her, reaching for her waist and settling her over his lap, her knees balanced on the chair’s seat on either side of him. There was plenty of room for her legs on the wide seat, and she looked down into his face as she hovered there, leaning forward slightly to keep her balance. Her pussy, visibly wet, was mere inches from his upthrust cock, and they were both breathing heavily already. “Two rules, Princess,” he said, his voice rough with arousal. “First, you can come as much as you want—but you have to tell me, every time. Second, I want to see these—” he flicked the dangling hearts on her nipple clamps “—in motion. If they stop moving, we’re done. And, Princess, break either rule, and I will punish you.”
He watched her shudder with desire at his words. “Yes, Master,” she said, her voice as hoarse as his. He gripped her hips and helped her lower herself onto him, inch by pleasurable inch. As their hips finally met, he felt her grinding against him, finally stimulating her clit, which had been aching all day to be touched. But, mindful of rule number two, she didn’t linger there, but started to ride him, rising up on her knees, then sinking down and taking his whole length again. It was hard, because with her hands bound behind her, she could rely only on her leg muscles both for balance and to move over him. Her tummy muscles clenched with her efforts to keep upright and not tip forward or backward.
She’d only humped him twice when she suddenly threw her head back, moaning, “Oh, oh God, Sir, I’m going to come!” Her cry ended on a gasp and he felt her clench on him, felt the rush of moisture where their bodies were joined, and it was all he had not to come himself. “Keep fucking me—keep going, Princess,” he rasped, restraining himself from grabbing her hips and setting his own rhythm. She started humping him furiously as she rode out her orgasm, her head back and her mouth open, and he watched a fiery blush spread over her face and down her chest. She didn’t seem to be breathing, but just as he was going to intervene, she sucked in a huge breath of air and slowed down slightly.
The slower speed was almost better. He could have sworn she was clenching on him each time she rose up, her pussy squeezing every inch of him as if it were afraid to let go. He had no idea if she was doing it on purpose or not, but that, combined with the sight of the clamps bouncing on her chest, had him close to coming again within a few seconds. He couldn’t resist reaching up to pull on the clamps, and that set her off again, and as she started to come she cried, “Sir, oh, I can’t help it, I’m com—” Again, she lost the end of her sentence as her whole body tensed in rapture. It lasted even longer this time, and when it finally stopped he was gripping the arms of the chair in a desperate attempt to hold back his own orgasm.
She didn’t slow this time, but continued to fuck him rhythmically, at an almost frantic pace. She was putting all she had into it, slamming her pelvis down onto him with each thrust. Her whole body was covered with a sheen of sweat and her face was beet red. Her thighs must have been burning by now, but she obviously had more in her. He wondered what some dirty talk would do to her, so he tried it, growling, “Oh, yeah, fuck me, you horny little cunt! You can’t help yourself, can you? Such a dirty slut!”
It worked—she howled as she started to come again, just barely managing to gasp out, “Com—coming!” before her pussy contracted like a vise. He felt her squirting again and suddenly couldn’t help himself any longer. He grabbed her hips and started slamming her down onto his cock himself, grunting as he neared his climax. She had recovered somewhat and tried to urge him on, saying, “Yes, Master, I’m your dirty slut!”—and then she felt his hot load filling her, and lost herself again. He might not have seen it, so lost was he in the throes of orgasm, but that she lost her balance, tipping backwards as she closed her eyes against the surprising onslaught of pleasure. He had to quickly shift his grip to keep her upright, and even as he experienced his final shudders of pleasure, he was thinking of how much he’d enjoy teaching his slave a lesson about breaking the rules.

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The Mother Tree

Jabur rubbed his nose with the back of his hand, then swatted at an insect buzzing in his face. It was the first discernable movement he had made in over 15 minutes. Jabur was a Neve, a small form of mutated human who had long ago migrated from earth. Although small, even for his race, he was exceptionally strong, intelligent, and had a very good memory. This made him an ideal Taker. A Taker was originally a person who took what they wanted, such as a thief or a warrior. In his case he was a paid Taker, akin to the guards or mercenaries of old earth. He was paid by the Talkers, or politicians, to guard the mother tree.
Jabur stood his silent vigil in the east fork of the south branch of the Nevenan Mother Tree, one of the largest and most prestigious Mother Trees on Battlegraud.
Clad in a green hooded cloak to blend in with the foliage, he sat in the woven basket designed just for that purpose. Holding his bow ready, he watched the skies and the ground for any signs of movement.
A Mother Tree was an enormous tree so huge, that each tree could support an entire human colony. Long ago, during colonization, predators had killed many of the planet’s new settlers. Out of necessity the population took to the trees. It was soon found that the Mother Trees, the largest of all indigenous trees, was wonderfully suited for this purpose. It’s huge strong limbs, some a mile long and 50 yards across, could support an entire community with very little modification. Since the Mother Tree used much of the resources in the area, the Mother Trees had naturally spread out symmetrically, each claiming it’s own large territory. This, in turn, spread the human communities across the planet equally. Each Mother Tree provided food and water to the community, through it’s sap and rain runoff, and food through nuts and a myriad of fruited hanging parasitical vines. Farmers supplemented this food with crops designed to grow beneath the huge branches. They provided grains and vegetables, while the hunting Takers provided meat and fish.
The tinkle of female laughter drew Jabur’s attention to the river. Far off he could see the sparkle of white, female bodies as they took their afternoon bathes. The young adult females were bathing at this time, as usual. And they seemed to be vying for his attention. It had been the same for over a month, since he took over sentry duty on the south branch.
Jabur looked around self-consciously, then picked up the field glasses hanging from the stub of a branch near his elbow. He adjusted the glasses until he had focused in on the naked females. One looked in his direction, even as he watch. She covered her mouth and giggled, while pointing at him. He realized that the flash of the field glasses had given him away. Nevertheless, they continued their lewd and encouraging conduct. Nessay was washing the back of Bandy, one of his fellow Takers. Jabur felt his cock grow hard as Nessay reached around Bandy’s back and grabbed each firm cone in one tiny hand. Bandy was exceptionally shapely and beautiful. If Jabur was interested in pairing, at his young age, he would certainly consider Bandy. But on a planet where a pairing could last for more than 800 years, a pairing was not taken lightly. Coupling, on the other hand, could take place at the drop of a hat, especially between people below the normal breeding age of 90. Even as he watched, Bandy turned and gave Nessay a full lipped kiss. Nessay raised Bandy to her feet and placed her mouth on her small tight-lipped pussy. She nuzzled and licked, while Bandy bent over her head and rubbed her wet hair. Bandy’s face was twisted with emotion. Nessay broke contact and spoke. Bandy changed her stance, spreading her legs much wider.
Nessay tipped her head back and applied her lips to Bandy’s pussy. Bandy jerked and cried out, her face twisted in passion until it was almost unrecognizable. The other girls turned to watch. Some took their cue and moved together, some laughed and looked on, and others simply watched in interest.
Jabur was getting desperately horny. Licking his lips he leaned forward, sharpening his focus on Bandy’s tits, and Nessay’s bobbing head. Then, to his horror, he watched as they suddenly stood and moved off into the bushes.
“You little tease,” he mumbled, cursing himself for being so gullible. His glasses went to the other girls. It was a pool of delicious female flesh now withering and moaning in delight. The Sachans would love to get their hands on them, he realized. Remembering the seriousness of his duties, he put the glasses back and continued his watch. But his thoughts centered on Bandy. What a girl!
The Sachans were rumored to be at war on this side of the Blue Knife mountain range. The Sachans were a violent race consisting of only Takers. Coming from the great yellow desert where there were no Mother Trees, they raised no food, they reaped no harvest, they simply took, living off the hard work of others. Jabur was determined not to let this happen to his tribe. He must keep his mind on his duties.
A movement in the sky, far off toward the blue mountains, caught Jabur’s attention. He turned to see a huge Shiny approaching. Luckily, he recognized the Shiny as that of a friend. It flapped it’s yellow wings effortlessly, then glided forward, slowly losing altitude as it approached the Mother Tree. It had a red chair strapped to it’s back. It was a carrier of great importance.
“Mother Rush returns!” Jabur yelled down to the workers below. In a moment a large group of Talkers poured from the trunk of the Mother Tree and spread to await the arrival of Mother Rush. Rush was important, she was a Talker, like the important men of the tribe below, but she was also a witch. Even the Sachans were afraid to anger her. She was from Neverpool, a famous prosperous tribe who lived just south of Nevenan.
The Shiny descended in a slow spiral. Rush’s Shiny was unique, it had a red slash across it’s feathered throat as if it had been cut by a knife. This, according to Rush, made it special, magical.
“Make way,” Rush yelled, waving for the onlookers to move away from the landing pad. Doers were slow-witted and docile. They would work all day on a bowl of rice and a slab of meat, but they couldn’t think for themselves. They did what they were told, but tended to move slowly and do stupid things.
Talkers and Takers were far more intelligent. Jabur was a Taker, a Taker paid to protect the tribe. Talkers governed the tribe and oversaw the work of the Doers. It was possible for Jabur to rise to the rank of Talker, as he grew older and gained more wisdom. But he still had 200 hundreds years of youth before he had to worry about that.
“News, Father Alliace,” Rush yelled as the Shiny landed and settled it’s wings with a slight shake. Rush was helped down from her chair. She turned and looked at the faces around her. Her gaze lingered on Jabur. He was considered a good looking male, even in his own community, but that was not why she was interested.
“What news, Mother Rush?” Alliace asked, returning her attention to him. Jabur could see the jealousy in his old blood-shot eyes. Rush was not Alliace’s mother, Mother was a term used for any female who had given birth, as was the term Father, given to any male who had fathered a child. Jabur was just Jabur, since he had no children. Alliace had high hopes of allying with Rush.
Jabur moved closer so he could hear the news, intentionally standing close to Rush to further infuriate Alliace.
Like the other, Jabur dreaded war, but at the same time he was fascinated by it. War was exciting, and there was little excitement in a farming community like Nevenan. Also, war brought booty, female slaves, wealth, and glory. Jabur was unpaired, he could use an exciting female slave. It was rumored that the Sachans were famous for beautiful, high-spirited women.
“The worst, I’m afraid. The Sachans have invaded south of the Blue Knife range. They have attacked three Neve communities, Neverban, Nevelfar, and Nevemata. They…” she paused, swallowing quickly. “They set fire to the Mother Trees,” she finished with a hiss. The resulting uproar caused a pause in the conversation. Even the dull-witted Doers were screaming in outrage. Rush finally lifted a hand so she could speak.
“They are heading in this direction. I am here to organize your Takers, to ally with the other Takers and confront them at the river with the Neve battalion. We believe that a strong show of force can stop them there. I have organized Shinys for transportation,” she called, pointing behind her. Jabur’s hair bristled at the sight of a hundred chaired Shinys in the air to the east. It looked like an invading army. Jabur raised his bow nervously.
“Remain at ease, Taker,” Rush said, seeing Jabur’s movements. “They are friends, Jabur,” she said with a slight smile. Jabur heard Alliace’s hiss of annoyance. Jabur suddenly realized that Rush had used his personal name. He was honored. Was she truly interested in him, or simply trying to annoy Alliace? A pairing with Rush would make him a leader among his own people and many other close Neve tribes. He would rule Alliace, in a sense. He liked that idea. On the other hand, Rush as at least 200 years older than himself. Jabur was almost a child, he had just turned 30. Also, Rush had hinted many times that he had the makings of a witch, at some time in the distant future. It usually took hundreds of years for a witch talent to show. Two witches rarely paired, as their powers often conflicted. Of course Alliace didn’t know this.
Jabur gasped as Rush’s mind invaded his mind. Tendrils of thought touched different parts of his body. Her thoughts centered on each area associated with a body part and stimulated it briefly, before moving on to another. First his nipples began to tingle and he felt them grow hard, as if he were a girl. Second, he felt his ass being stimulated, or rather invaded. The intense warmth spread throughout his body. Before he could adjust to this embarassment, he felt her mind probe his cock, stiffening it and mentally stroking it until he was on the verge of an orgasm.
To the others, Jabur simply gasped and stiffened. A few noticed his stiffened cock, but did not mention it. In reality only seconds had passed. For Jabur, it seemed as if she had touched him for hours. He felt her gentle mental fingers touching him everywhere, and could do nothing about it.
Finally her mind rested for a moment on his memories and conscience, then disappeared. There was a warm area where Rush’s mind had been. Jabur knew why he had been probed. Besides teasing him, for which she was famous, she was testing his courage, physical strength, and honesty. He knew this because it happened frequently. She called it keeping him honest. She smiled knowingly, signifying that he had passed her little test — and that she had enjoyed it.
“Rush will lead your army,” she said with a finality which brooked no argument. Alliace’s mouth opened and closed, like a fish out of water. He wanted to scream his outrage, his own son was a Taker. But he knew better. Rush would simply make him look foolish in front of the entire village. Jabur wasted no time.
“Takers, front and center!” Jabur screamed. Several dozen men and women, including Alliace’s son, ran forward and formed into a solid line. He counted the number of swords, bows, and spears. He had more than enough for his plan. Jabur had mentally planned for such an event for many years and now he could put his plan into action.
“Three lines,” he commanded. “Spears to the fore, swords in the middle and bows in the rear,” he yelled, pushing several people into place.
Doers ran screaming as line after line of Shiny landed in the nearby field.
“Find an appropriate Shiny and mobilize in this order,” he yelled, waving his small army forward.
“The Sachans have no fliers,” Rush whispered from his elbow. “It will be an infantry battle.”
“I will keep the bows aloft to fire down upon their army,” Jabur said, fearing that she would find this cowardly. She nodded slowly.
“Such a move would demoralize their army and minimize our casualties,” she acceded.
“My thinking,” Jabur agreed.
“Of course you will need the approval of the General. Do it if you can, and don’t misplace my trust.”
“Never,” Jabur said with a dashing smile. He felt more alive at that moment, than he had at any other time in his life. He might be dead by nightfall, but today he would live.
“Onward to glory!” he yelled the traditional Neve battle cry. The Shinys rose almost simultaneously. The blur of wings and dust was awesome. The Neve felt invincible. Jabur looked down at the awed village and his chest thrust out in pride.
Three days later, exhausted, beaten, and demoralized, Jabur watched the remainder of his army form at the rear of the huge formation of the Neve battalion. Almost 100,000 warriors stood in front of his own small column. He had now lost half of his Takers, and still the Sachans continued to come, continued to attack, continued to win. Jabur had reported to Ladax, the general of the armies and been ordered to the rear. Rush stood next to General Ladax and did her best to defeat the enemy with magic. Jabur’s bowmen were ordered down to the ground, and the Shinys were sent off to other duties. Jabur watched in frustrated anger, as wave after wave of Sachan armies rushed forward to attack and slaughter their people.
Again they fought, and again they lost. Seventeen Sachan Takers broke through to his lines, killing five more of his Takers. Trudging back to their area, he looked at the worn faces of the few who remained and shook his head sadly. Ten men carried stretchers with the dead back toward their camp. In a few more engagements the remaining women would have to help. Two women had been killed only minutes before. Twelve men and four women remained. How many more?
“Don’t misplace my trust,” Rush had said. Well he had no choice, each time he tried to discuss his plan with the General, the General ordered him back to his Company. When would he learn that traditional fighting was not going to work against the Sachans. The Sachans had destroyed half the planet. The Neve would be next. The Sachans were not as polite as two warring Neve tribes might be. They did not observe the rules, they took no prisoners. Ladax would have to change, to meet the new threat. Traditional methods were not working.
“Jabur?”
“What?” he roared, then softened when he saw the hurt look on Bandy’s face. “What?” he asked again, softly. Bandy had looked so young and sweet, while bathing a few days before. Now she looked hardened and weary.
“Make love to me,” she begged. “I have a feeling… this may be my last day,” she said quietly. Jabur wanted to argue, to object to her fatalistic attitude, but he knew she may be right. It was just a matter of time.
“Gladly,” he nodded, looking into her blood spattered face. He shouldered his bow and walked closer to her. His arm went around her waist, pulling her against him.
“War is no place for women,” Jabur said sadly.
“Nor men,” Bandy agreed.
Jabur relaxed on the furs as Bandy took the canvas bucket to the water wagon and filled it. He checked his body for cuts, but found only the blood of others, and a few bruises. Sachans had an annoying habit of hitting you with a sword hilt, before standing back and plunging a sword through your body. He had learned to take the hit and kill quickly with his dagger, before they could step back. It was a wonderful strategy, but very painful.
Bandy appeared with the water. She tied the tent flap closed and began immediately taking off her clothing until she stood naked before him. His eyes went from her blood- spattered face, to her clean, perfectly-shaped small conned breasts. She was tiny. Jabur knew he could reach around her waist, or either thigh, with his two hands. She looked more like a little sprite, rather than a fierce Taker with many kills behind her.
“If the Sachans had known what you look like naked, they may have gladly given up their lives,” Jabur said with a smile.
“Maybe I should try that next time. No, I might attract more Takers than I can fend off alone.”
“True,” he said as he watched her wash her magnificent body. She had the smallest tuft of light brown hair above her pussy. It was dainty and beautiful. Her pussy lips were small and fragile. Jabur suddenly wondered if she had ever made love to a man.
“Are you a virgin?” he asked quietly.
“Yes, but I’m not dying as one.”
She turned and bent over the bucket of water, washing her pussy as she straddled it. For the first time his eyes began picking out the scars on her body. He counted three slashes and two stab wounds on her back alone. Most were small, almost trivial. Then his eyes went to her small, dimpled ass, and all her scars were forgotten. He felt his cock aching to plunge up inside that perfect little ass. It was time to clean up.
“Save the water for me.”
“It’s dirty,” she said with a look of disgust.
“I’m too tired to get more,” he said, stripping off his clothing.
“You are our leader, let other’s do it,” she said, going to the doorway. She pulled the flap aside and tossed out the dirty water.
“Willa, more water,” she commanded, holding out the bucket. Willa took the bucket without a word and walked off.
“You are more of a leader than I am,” he said sullenly.
“No, I speak for the leader. I must, you refuse to speak for yourself.”
“Agreed,” he nodded. He stood, finally naked.
As he waited for the water, many thoughts raced through Jabur’s head. He suddenly realized that he had not been much of a leader. He simply led them forward to die. He must change. But first, an amazingly beautiful young woman awaited him.
“Let me wash you,” she whispered as she retrieved the bucket of water. “Lay down,” she commanded, pushing him back. With an odd smile he stumbled back and laid on the pillow.
“The last time I saw you bathe, it was in the river with Nessay. She made love to you. I was so mad when you went off into the bushes to finish.”
Bandy paused, holding the rag just above his crotch. “I didn’t want an audience, it was personal,” she whispered as she rinsed the rag and started his face and neck. He felt his cock hardening at the memory of that river incident.
“I wish she was here now,” Jabur said quietly. “I’d love to watch.”
“I wish she was too,” Bandy said in a tiny voice. “We’ve been lovers since I was 17.”
As she started on Jabur’s legs, he sat up to watch. She was so beautiful, so dainty. He grimaced as he saw the water. She followed his glance and nodded.
“Blood,” she said quietly. “I’ve seen enough blood to last a lifetime.”
“And I,” he agreed. He grabbed her shoulders and pulled her over on top of him. Even before he could move, her mouth sought out his. They kissed passionately, withering on the furs. His hands went to her small, firm ass. Her hands were everywhere on his body, seeking, massaging, stimulating until he felt feverish. With shaking hands he rolled her over so she rested on her back on the furs. He cupped one breast in his hand, while he stimulated the nipple of the other. She was very responsive. She withered beneath his hands, gasping for breath as she looked up at him with an adoring gaze. He leaned down and captured her right nipple in his lips. He sucked and strummed the nipple, enjoying her violent response. She held his head in place and massaged his hair, as he sucked like a babe feasting on it’s mother’s milk.
“Oh yes,” she gasped. Jabur slid his spare hand down to touch her crotch. He first ran his hands through the pelt of hair above her pussy, then slid it down until it cupped her warm, sweetly scented lips.
“Oh, oh, eeee,” she squealed, lifting her mound to meet his hand. He soon found himself holding his hand in place, while she lifted and humped his hand with her small, delicate petals. In a moment the smell of sex was strong in the tent. He knew she was ready.
“Roll over,” he whispered. She knew what he wanted. She immediately rolled over and rose to her knees. He first kissed each firm ass cheek, then he cupped her breasts in his hands while leaning forward and inserting the tip of his cock between her warm pussy lips. She pushed backward, impaling herself violently on his rigid member. He again found himself remaining still while she rode back against him, violently pummeling his hips with her tight little ass.
A warrior, regardless of sex, could not afford the luxury of fat. And the few who had it, lost it in a prolonged battle as the river battles had been. The longest battle they fought was the first battle, which lasted for over ten hours. That was a lot of exercise.
Their level of fitness certainly enhanced the quality of their sexual lives, if the myriad of cuts and bruises did not interfere.
“Oh yes!” Bandy screamed as she pummeled Jabur with her hard little ass. He was sliding smoothly in and out of her sticky little hole. The sound of wet pussy lips grasping his hard cock was very erotic. The sight of one of the most beautiful women in the village, down on her hands and knees before him, was even more erotic. Jabur knew this first time would not last long. The feeling of her firm little cones in his hands was wonderful. They were so hard and hot. He tried to stimulate her nipples with his thumbs, but it was not easy as she bounced forward and back.
The way the bed swayed helped maintain their tempo. The bed was constructed of sticks and rawhide, covered with furs. The looseness of the rawhide straps allowed the bed to sway easily beneath their weight.
“Yes, fuck me,” Bandy howled. Jabur heard some comments, and a little laughter, coming from outside the tent walls. But it was natural. In a community of tents, the sounds of sex routinely filtered into to other tents. The sound alone was usually enough to stimulate other couples into further sexual acts.
Bandy suddenly stopped, frozen into place. Jabur felt his hackles rise. He looked around for a sign of danger, then listened carefully, but heard nothing.
“What’s the matter?” he finally asked.
“No… nothing, nothing at all,” Bandy said in a strained voice. She again began sliding forward and back, but this time she did so at a more sedate pace. She occasionally slid back against him and wiggled a little to get more penetration, before she slid off him again. Her moans were lower, more controlled. Her tempo was more sedate.
“Are you all right?” he asked again in concern.
“Wonderful,” she gasped, allowing her head to hang down. She rocked gently against him. He began ramming his cock savagely into her pussy, as he felt his balls beginning to burn. He knew his time was near. It was only seconds now before…
“Oh yes,” he hissed. He redoubled his attack on her sweet little pussy. Mashing her ass cheeks in his hands, he pounded away until the orgasm struck like a dam bursting.
“Ahhheee,” he howled, vibrating against her tiny ass, with his cock pressed hard against her ass cheeks for better penetration. It felt wonderful, heavenly. The moist heat of her pussy was fantastic.
She waited patiently as he emptied he contents of his balls into her moist flesh. She looked back and smiled, waiting for him to wilt behind her. Finally he stopped jerking and pulled out reluctantly. He looked at her with shame.
“I’m sorry,” he said.
“For what? I will simply have to wait,” she said with a smile. “Or???”
“Or?” he asked.
“Have you ever seen two women make love?” she asked with a smile.
“Only you and Nessay.”
“Nessay? Oh yes, her,” Bandy said as if she just remembered her life long friend and lover. Jabur frowned. He sat up, looking down at Bandy as she spread out on the bed.
“Women lovers have a problem. It occurs every month, if you get my meaning.”
“Sure,” Jabur nodded.
“Well that can be very inconvenient. Two women spend half their lives waiting for the period to end. One week for one woman, and one week for the other, unless they are lucky enough to have them at the same times.”
“Yes, yes, I know this,” Jabur said impatiently.
“You do? Oh well, I am just leading up to a request. You see there are ways of having sex, even though the period is upon them. If you will allow me?” she said, climbing back to her hands and knees. She turned Jabur over on his left side. He looked at her quizzically, while she straddled his body and rested her tiny pussy on his right hip. Then, as he rested, she rode gently forward and back on his hip.
“That feel kind of nice,” Jabur agreed. He felt her wetness on his hip. It was hot and pleasing.
“It’s wonderful,” Bandy moaned with her eyes closed. She rode that way for several minutes before she began to increase her pace. Her breathing came rapidly, her efforts more urgent. It took only a moment for Bandy to grab his rib cage and ride herself to her own violent orgasm. She cried out in a restrained voice, moaning and biting her lips, until her orgasm faltered and ended.
“Oh, Jabur, that was wonderful,” she sighed, leaning forward and kissing him soundly. “It’s the best sex I’ve had in a hundred years,” she gave him a sly smile.
“Right,” he said sarcastically. Bandy’s face went through several changes, then she fell to the furs in complete exhaustion.
“Are you alright?” he leaped forward to sit her up.
“THAT BITCH, THAT EVIL OLD BITCH!” Bandy screamed.
“What are you talking about?” he asked, concerned over her sanity.
“That old witch shared my body with me while we made love,” Bandy said in outrage. “I’ll yank every hair out of that old cow’s head,” she screamed, jumping to her feet. She stormed out of the tent starting an uproar. She jumped back into the tent and picked up her clothing. With a sheepish expression she began dressing.
“That sneaky old witch,” Jabur said with a new respect for her powers. “Maybe I should talk to her as well. That gives me an idea.”
“GENERAL, GENERAL!” Willa said, running into the tent.
“What is it, Willa?” Willa looked from Bandy, who was still dressing, to Jabur.
“Spies have infiltrated the camp. The water is poisoned,” she said, looking at the bloody bucket.
“Don’t worry, we didn’t drink any,” Jabur said shyly. “Empty the wagon and have somebody get more. Send them upstream, I don’t want blood in it.”
“I… I already have,” she said, looking down at Jabur’s nakedness. She smiled sheepishly and left. But she left the distinct impression that she would like to be next in line. Jabur would remember that. Willa was a strong, and not overly beautiful, woman, but she was very sexy.
“I need food,” Jabur said as he dressed. He left the tent, only to find that the cooked food had been poisoned by the water. It had all been dumped.
“Blast this,” Jabur suddenly yelled.
“What?” Willa said from the rock where she had begun sharpening her sword.
“I said blast this. And blast Ladax while you’re at it. He couldn’t lead a sing-along.”
“He is the general of the armies,” she pointed out as she continued sharpening her sword.
“Why?”
“Huh?
“Why? Why is he the general of the armies? Who appointed him to that position?”
“His father, and his father before him. The position has been passed down since the dark times.”
“What if I don’t recognize that authority? What if I promote myself to general of my own army?”
“You can’t do that?” she snorted.
“I can and I will,” Jabur said, tossing down the branch he was holding. “Get the army ready for action, we are succeeding from the Neve battalion as of now. I’m going to see Rush,” he said, stalking off toward the high mound in the center of the battalion.
Jabur was coated with mud from his knees down, as he climbed the hill where the Neve command resided. Jabur saw Rush looking off toward the Sachan army. She suddenly turned and looked at Jabur. Ladax also turned. His face clouded with anger. Her’s turned red in embarassment.
“Get back to your place,” Ladax said with a haughty look.
“Go to hell, moron. I’m here to see Mother Rush.”
“Get out!” Ladax screamed, grabbing the hilt of his knife.
“Pull that knife and I’ll kill you,” Jabur said between clenched teeth. “Somebody should have done that long ago, it would have saved thousands of Neve lives. Rush, I’m here to discuss that plan, which our moronic General decided to scrap. Can you get me Shinys?”
“Oh course,” she nodded.
“No!” Ladax yelled.
“I’ve had about enough of you,” Jabur said, half pulling his sword.
“Go to sleep,” Rush said, waving her hand at the back of Ladax’s head. He slumped to the ground. They ignored him, allowing him to lay in the mud.
“He serves his purpose,” Mother Rush shrugged apologetically.
“The Shinys?”
“On their way,” she pointed to several dozen riderless Shinys.
“Oh, I’ll need more bowmen,” he gasped slipping and sliding as he ran down the hill. “Thanks,” he called, waving over his shoulder.
“You are welcome,” she whispered. The sound of her voice reverberated in his head. “And you didn’t disappoint me,” she whispered only to herself.
Sixty-seven golden Shinys filled the skies over the Neve lines with bowmen and women sitting astride their backs. At the suggestion of one female warrior, each carried a full quiver of arrows, and a leather pouch filled with fist-sized rocks. The rocks had been her idea. An arrow can be deflected by a metal shield, a rock would flatten the shield and the warrior beneath it.
The leader of the Sachans showed his fearlessness by hiding at the rear of his lines in a bright glowing red tent. He was daring spies to infiltrate his lines and destroy him, knowing full well that it was impossible, and also knowing that they would try. He had not planned on an aerial assault. The Sachans did not live in Mother Trees, so they had no Shinys. The aerial attack was a complete surprise, and brought about utter chaos, especially when the Shinys hovered over the bright red tent. Jabur smiled through clenched teeth as he saw the people milling below, suddenly intent on protecting their leader. Jabur raised his right arm, then lowered it with a jerk in the motion for attack. Sixty-six screaming arrows rocketed toward the red tent and the milling masses around it. Dozens feel. Even at their great height, they could hear the screams of pain and horror. The glint of hastily raised shields nearly blinded them.
“Rocks,” Jabur screamed. He shouldered his own bow and dug three large rocks from his bag. He raised his arm high and dropped it, releasing his rock. He nearly lost his seating as he tried to follow the trajectory of the rock by leaning over the side. With an embarrassed start, he grabbed the saddle and dropped the other two rocks by accident.
More screams of horror and pain filtered up to them. Suddenly the entire encampment began to run. They ran without food, shelter, or weapons. They simply ran in complete horror, not knowing where they ran too, or how they would survive. A wave of movement on the Neve side of the river signaled the attack of the ground forces. The camp was mainly empty, but the Neve warriors took the opportunity to burn and pillage the Sachan encampment. After one more hour, the Sachans were scattered, weaponless, and destitute. Sachan hunting parties began spontaneously in the nearby Neve Mother Trees. Hundreds of Sachans were hunted down and slaughtered, the females placed in bonds.
The Sachan empire was broken. After centuries of war, fear, and loss, the Sachans were no longer a threat.
Jabur led his Shiny down to the mound where Mother Rush and General Ladax stood watching. Smoke poured in black columns from the Sachan encampment on the far side of the river, rising high up into the sky and partially blocking the sun.
“You are missing out on all the treasure,” Ladax snarled.
“My own troops will look out for my best interests,” Jabur smiled. “I expect a female slave or two out of this engagement,” he added as he approached Rush and squeezed her arm.
“It looks like the people have a new General,” Rush smiled, looking from Jabur to Ladax.
“Hardly,” Ladax growled.
“A General can be elected or reelected after a great winning battle,” Rush reminded him. “Shall we hold the election now, or will you step down?” she asked with a twinkle in her eyes.
Ladax cursed under his breath and stalked off.
“The Sachans are beaten, there is no longer a need for a General,” Jabur said, although he stood a little taller.
“Oh, but there is. One benefit of being a witch, is the ability to see the future. There will be a need, General Jabur.”
“We will see,” Jabur said in a patronizing manner.
“Yes we will,” she said smugly, “and one of those female slaves is mine,” she added, with a sly sideward glance.

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Training Samantha Part 1

Samantha had been depressed. Her life had been a mess. She was going nowhere. She failed her college courses. She couldn’t keep a boyfriend. She needed help, needed to feel good about herself, she needed satisfaction and now with Mike’s help she was about to get it.

My Aunt Kelli & Uncle Jerry

AUNT KELLI & UNCLE JERRY
Shortly after my 16 birthday, my mom’s younger sister,
Kelli, sent me an invitation to spend a few weeks with her
and Jerry, Kelli’s husband. They were living in the San
Diego area, and I saw this as a great opportunity to spend
time on the beach, as well as see some of the attractions
found in Southern California. I accepted, and the plans
were made. I was to fly out the weekend after school
recessed for summer break.
Although I hadn’t seen Aunt Kelli for about five
years, I immediately recognized her upon exiting the plane
in San Diego. She, on the other hand, looked right past me.
I think she was looking for that 11 year old kid she’d last
seen.! As I walked toward Kelli to reintroduce myself, I
was surprised at how pretty and sexy she appeared to me.
“Aunt Kelli”, I thought, even at 32 is one sexy lady!”
Kelli was wearing a very short, black mini-skirt
which revealed most of her long well formed legs. The
skirt was topped by a white, close fitting white shirt
which accented her full, firm breasts. As I got nearer, I
could see her nipples pressing against the material and
knew she was bra-less under the shirt. I felt my cock
stirring and felt, somewhat, guilty since this was my aunt.
“But, what the fuck”, I told myself, “Aunt Kelli is sexy!”
“Hi, Aunt Kelli”, I said as I touched her arm.
“It’s me, your nephew, Ray. I guess you’re looking for a
little kid, huh?”
“I certainly wasn’t expecting a big guy like you.”,
Kelli said as she put her arms about me in a tight hug.
She then released me, stepped back and looked me up
and down. Her eyes seemed to focus, for a moment, on the
bulge in the front of my pants. I was embarrassed, but
what the hell, it was her fault my cock was hard.
“Yes indeed, you are a BIG guy”, my aunt said, as
she embraced me once again. She looked into my eyes,
smiled, then kissed me on the lips. I thought I felt the
tip of her tongue for a brief moment, but knew I must have
been mistaken. After all, this was my aunt!
As we headed for the baggage area to pick up my
luggage, she explained that Jerry, her husband, was out of
town on a business trip and wouldn’t return until later in
the week. We got the bags, found Kelli’s car and left the
airport for their house. On the drive, I caught her up on
all the news and gossip from home. As she drove and we
talked, Kelli short skirt rode up even higher on her thighs
until the black panties she wore were in view. I tried not
to look, but my eyes kept returning to her pussy mound
pushing out the silk in the front of her panties. At one
point, she caught me staring, looked down at her crouch,
then up to my face and smiled. Kelli made no attempt to
pull the skirt down, and I began to have some thoughts a
boy shouldn’t have about his aunt!
During the next couple of days, there were several
instances where Kelli, accidentally I thought, would brush
her breasts against my back, or pass a hand lightly across
my fly. Even though I knew these times were unintentional,
my cock responded nonetheless!
I had been at Kelli’s about three days when I found
some porno books and magazines on a shelf in the garage.
I settled down in an old easy chair Uncle Jerry had near
his workbench and started to scan through the books. The
pictures and articles were very graphic and explicit, and
I was soon horny as hell. I was rubbing my crouch for
awhile as I read the articles and looked at the pictures,
then I unbuttoned my jeans and pulled my cock free so I
could stroke it with my hand. I was so engrossed in the
books and my jerking off that I didn’t hear the side door
open, but was startled when I heard Kelli’s voice.
“Oh shit, I’m sorry Honey! I didn’t know you were
in here.”
Embarrassed, I dropped the books to the floor and
jumped up, stammering, “Uh, I…I was just…uh, just
looking at some books.”
“Yes, I can see”, Kelli said, her eyes focused on my
still hard and exposed cock.
I quickly stuffed it back inside my pants and stood
there, too embarrassed to say anything. Kelli smiled and
started to leave, but turned back and said, “Why don’t you
take the books to your room? It’ll be more comfortable and
much more private.”
She didn’t mention the incident in the garage that
afternoon, which was a relief to me. Later that evening,
Kelli and I were in the livingroom watching TV, she
stretched out in Jerry’s recliner and I on the sofa. I
glanced over at my aunt and saw that her skirt had ridden
up and I was once again given a view of her panties. I
didn’t even try to avoid the sight. I stared! Kelli
looked over at me, smiled, then pulled the skirt higher and
spread her legs. Continuing to look in my eyes, she lowered
a hand to her silk covered pussy and began to lightly rub
the mound. She inserted a finger in her mouth, withdrew it
, then pulled her panties aside and rubbed the finger up
and down in the slit of her cunt. This went on for several
minutes before she stopped, got up and left the room. My
disappointment, however, was short lived. She returned,
sat back down and raised her skirt. I damn near dropped a
load in my jeans. My Aunt Kelli had removed her panties!
As I said before, Aunt Kelli had left the room,
removed her panties, returned and was now flashing her
pussy at me. She became quite bold as I stopped all
pretense of watching TV and focused on her. Kelli raised
her skirt higher, lay a hand over the top of her mound
before combing her fingers through the black pubic hair
covering her cunt. Looking directly at me, she smiled and
asked, “Do you like this as well as the pictures you’ve
been using?” I was speechless, so the best I could do was
nod a “yes”.
“Come over here closer”, my aunt ordered. “Over
here on the floor.” I got up from the sofa, went over and
sat down in front of her where she had motioned. She
spread the lips of her pussy and began to use her fingers
on the pink, wet flesh. “Do what you do when you look at
the pictures”, Kelli ordered. I played dumb and asked what
she meant. “Play with it! Let me watch you play with your
cock while you watch me.”
I hesitated for a minute before exposing my cock.
“Pull the foreskin back”, she said. Let me see the head!”
I did everything she told me to do as I watched her work on
her cunt. Very quickly, I shot a load of cum into the air.
Kelli laughed and told me to get cleaned up because Jerry
would be home soon. I jerked off again later as I lay in
bed listening to the moaning, crying out and other sounds
of Jerry fucking Kelli in the next room. I hadn’t heard
them before and later learned they had wanted me to hear
that night.
The next morning at breakfast, Jerry mentioned that
he’d be working late again that night. I spend the day at
the beach, returning late in the afternoon. Kelli fixed us
both a sandwich and a glass of iced tea. As we sat at the
table eating she asked if I was upset about what she’d done
the night before. I wasn’t and said so. She then asked if
I would like to do it again. I certainly did and said so.
The conversation continued in the same vein until we’d
finished eating. I had a hard-on just from the talk! We
got up from the table and Aunt Kelli told me to grab a
shower then come to her room.
After my shower, I slipped on a pair of jeans and
went to Kelli’s room. She was laying on the bed nude.
“Get the jeans off”, she ordered. I striped and joined her
on the bed. She began playing with my cock as she told me
I was going to learn how to please a woman. She had me
suck and scrape my teeth lightly on her nipples. She
showed me how to find and manipulate a woman’s clitoris.
This went on for quite some time before she pulled me up
over her body.
Reaching down between our bodies, she guided my cock
to the entrance of her cunt. She was so wet that it slid
in easily. God, I couldn’t believe how hot her pussy felt!
I fucked in and out a few strokes before she had me push
her legs up and back, then hold them in that position with
my shoulders. She said this gave more penetration to my
cock. This being my first fuck, I knew nothing about
control and soon blasted a load into her cunt. Kelli
wanted more and had me use my fingers on her clit until she
finally moaned with a climax. My Aunt Kelli, Mom’s sister,
was my first fuck, and I loved it!
The next day after dinner, Uncle Jerry and I were
watching a ball game on TV when Kelli came in from the
kitchen. She told Jerry she’d bought a new outfit that day
and wanted to model it for him. Jerry and I resumed
watching the game while Kelli went back to their bedroom to
change.
It wasn’t too long before she returned wearing a
robe. I thought she’d decided to wait before showing us
the new outfit. I couldn’t have been more wrong! Kelli
walked over to the TV, pressed the off button, then turned
to face us.
“Ready, guys?”, she asked. “Both of you close your
eyes. Good. Now don’t open them until I tell you. Okay,
open your eyes.”
I opened my eyes but didn’t believe what I was
seeing. Aunt Kelli had dropped the robe and was now
standing before us with her legs spread and a hand on each
hip. “Do you like the outfit?”, she asked. The “outfit”
consisted of black, very high heels, black hose attached to
an equally black garter belt which framed the lust black
growth covering her cunt. Her bra–also black–had
openings through which her nipples now protruded. I had an
instant hard-on!
This scene was making me very nervous and anxious
about being in the room with Kelli dressed in that manner.
Although I’d seen her body before, Uncle Jerry hadn’t been
there! I stood and told them that I’d better go to my room
and give the two of them some privacy.
“Sit down, Honey”, Kelli said. “You’ve seen it
before and Jerry knows. He knows everything!”
“Jerry, I…I…uh…don’t think…”
“Kelli’s right, kid”, Jerry said. I know she fucked
you. In fact, she told before it happened. We have no
secrets. The choice is yours to stay or not. Kelli and I
enjoy a threesome. With either another guy or woman. It
doesn’t matter.”
“So, Baby, as Jerry said”, Kelli cut in. “The
choice is yours. You can stay here and join the two of us,
or you can go back to your room. If you decide to go,
that’ll be the end of it. Stay, have some fun, some new
experiences and, maybe, learn a few things. Make your
choice.”
I looked from Jerry to Kelli and made my decision.
I sat back down and waited for what was to come. (No pun
intended here!) It was quickly obvious to me that Kelli
planned to direct the evenings activities because she, once
again, spread her leg, placed a hand on each hip and in a
very commanding voice ordered:
“Okay, my fucking studs, get those clothes
off…NOW! After you’ve stripped, both of you sit your
asses down on the sofa.”
Jerry and I removed our clothing and sit down as
Kelli had directed. She walked over, stood before Jerry
for a moment, then turned, bent over, reached back with
both hands and spread the cheeks of her ass. Looking back
at Jerry, she said, “You know what I want Jerry. Show our
dear, sweet, young fuck of a nephew how it’s done.”
Jerry replaced her hands with his own and, holding
Kelli’s ass open, leaned forward and inserted his tongue
into the waiting hole. Kelli was pinching her nipples as
Jerry ate out her ass. He continued for a few minutes
until Kelli pulled away and moved over to push her ass
toward my face. “Now it’s your turn”, she said. I
hesitated and Kelli looked back, saying, “Do it! Eat my
ass! I want to feel that tongue buried up my asshole.” I
did as she ordered!
When Kelli had tired of this little game, she had
Jerry stand as she positioned herself between my legs. She
pulled the uncut skin of my cock back until it hurt, then
placed her lips on the head and drew it inside her hot
mouth. As she sucked, Kelli motioned for Jerry to join her
on the floor. He dropped to his knees and she pulled her
mouth off my cock. Jerry quickly replaced it with his own.
I started to push him off, then decided–“Why not?”
Jerry’s mouth felt different than Kelli, but my cock didn’t
care! The two of them switched once more and Kelli began
to take my entire shaft into her mouth. She went up and
down, sometimes scraping her teeth along the sides. It was
unbelievable!
“Oh fuck Kelli, that’s good!”, I moaned. “Your
mouth is so hot. Oh shit…shit…shit…I’m going to cum!
Oooohhh fuck yes!”
My cock filled Kelli’s mouth with cum. She
continued to nurse on the head for a time before raising up
and leaning over to me. She placed her mouth on mine,
opened my lips with her tongue, then pushed my cum into my
own mouth! She didn’t remove her mouth until I was force
to drink it down. She pulled her mouth away and laughed.
“So how was your first taste of cum? Too bad it was
your own. But maybe we can change that before the night’s
over. Right Jerry?”
The two of them laughed together as Jerry answered,
“I’m sure we can.”
There was no doubt in my mind about what they meant.
They had plans to make me a “cock sucker”. Words such as
“Queer” and “Fag” raced through my mind, but again, I told
myself, “Why not?”
As she had with me, Kelli directed Jerry to sit down
on the sofa and she knelt between his legs. She had me get
down beside her and watch as she began to use her mouth on
Jerry’s cock. She stopped and pulled my head in closer.
I touched the head of Jerry’s cock with my tongue. That
wasn’t so bad, so I licked around on the head before
placing my lips over it. I had no sooner gotten part of it
inside my mouth before Kelli pushed down on the back of my
head. I now had about half of Jerry’s dick inside!
I worked my mouth up and down on the shaft as Kelli
and Jerry had done to mine. It wasn’t long before my
untrained efforts were rewarded with a load of cum from
Jerry’s cock. I didn’t really want to have it go down my
throat, so I let it dribble from the side of my mouth as I
continued to suck. Thinking to return what Kelli had done
to me, I pulled off, turned to Kelli and placed my mouth on
hers. She knew what I was going to do, opened her lips and
sucked the cum inside.
At that point, Kelli decided we should all go out
back and spend some time in the hot tub. Jerry and I
headed out back while Kelli shed the new “outfit” she’d
been wearing. Jerry and I were waiting in the hot tub when
she walked out and climbed in with us.
My sexual awakening continued through the weeks of
that summer I spend with Aunt Kelli and Jerry. Outside of
the “whips and chains” type of activities, I experienced
most of what two guys and a woman can do together. I had
balked at any anal action from Jerry. I just wasn’t ready
for that! During my last week with them, that, as well as
another dimension, was added.
One of Aunt Kelli’s friends from her college days
was to attend a conference in San Diego. The friend, Sue,
was staying at the Hilton, the conference site, and Kelli
had visited with her there a couple of times while the
conference was in progress. Kelli had invited Sue to remain
in town a couple of days and stay with us when the
conference ended. Sue agreed, and on Friday night Kelli
was about to leave to pick her up and asked if I wanted to
go along since Jerry was again out of town on business. I
declined because I had plans to attend a party with some
kids I’d met at the beach. Kelli left, and I headed for the
party.
Although the party was fun, I was feeling tired and
left early. when I got to the house, I saw Kelli’s car and
knew she was back with her friend Sue. I didn’t find them
in the kitchen or livingroom and decided they were getting
Sue settled into the other spare room across the hall from
the one I was using. The door was open and a couple of
bags were sitting on the bed–but no ladies. The door to
Kelli’s bedroom was slightly ajar and light was spilling
into the hallway. “Must be in Kelli’s room”, I thought,
as I walked down to meet Sue.
Since the door wasn’t closed, I didn’t knock before
pushing it open. Aunt Kelli was sitting in the
over-stuffed chair she had in the corner of the room, her
legs draped over the arms, and her head pressed against the
back. Her hands were holding the back of a woman’s head
buried between her legs. The woman, on her knees with her
arms over Kelli’s legs, was busy on Kelli’s pussy! From
the position she was in, it was difficult to tell much
about the woman’s body–other than she appeared to be very
petite. My aunt, as she had told me, was bi-sexual;
however, she hadn’t mentioned that Sue was, also bi. It
had been one of my fantasies to see two women together.
Seeing it now–with one being my aunt–was a dream come
true!
I continued to watch until my aunt opened her eyes
and saw me standing there. I asked her silently, by
motioning, if I should leave. She shook her head “No”,
removed one hand from Sue’s head and pointed to the bed.
I walked over and sat down. Kelli let me watch while Sue
finished her task and my aunt had climaxed with a long
moan. Sue continued to lick as Kelli recovered from the
orgasm. Kelli leaned down and say softly, “Sue, Honey, we
have a visitor.” Sue stopped, rose slowly to her feet and
turned toward me. The area around her mouth was glistening
with the juices from Kelli’s cunt. Sue, however, didn’t
seem to be the least bit embarrassed.
“Hi, you must be Ray, Kelli’s nephew. She’s told
me all about you…and her I should add. We were hoping
you’d get home early. Did you enjoy what you saw. Your
aunt said you would.”
“Yes…yes I did…uh Sue, right?”
During this exchange, I’d been looking over Sue’s
body. Petite, as I had thought, with small, firm little
breasts which needed no support to keep them up and pointed
at me. I hadn’t noticed before because Kelli hands had
been in the way, but her short hair was a deep red. As my
eyes went down her body, it was obvious the color was
natural. Her pubic hair, not as thick as Kelli’s was the
same deep red!
“Like what you see, Ray?, Sue asked. From what
Kelli has told me, you have something I’d very much LOVE to
see. I really believe she’s been exaggerating. Has she?”
“I don’t know. It depends on what she’s been
telling you”, I replied.
“Kelli’s told me many things about you, including
the fact that you’ve been a very good student. Since I was
the one from whom Kelli first learned much of what she
knows about sex, maybe we should have a little test. I
could see how well she’s taught others. Why don’t you get
out of those clothes so you can REALLY join us. Kelli’s
ahead of us on the orgasm count. I think it’s my turn.
Want the job?”
“Hell yes I do!”, were my thoughts as I quickly got
undressed. Sue had settled herself in the chair Kelli had
using when I came in. Sue told me that it was one of her
favorite positions for having she cunt eaten. It gave her
satisfaction to have a guy or woman on their knees before
her as she looked down on their efforts at her pussy. I
wanted some of this tiny lady so badly, I would have done
it hanging from a limb–if that was what she wanted. I got
to my knees, spread the small outer lips of her tiny cunt
and leaned into it. My tongue traced a path up and down
the pink gash before I sought and found the clit. I was
surprised at the size of Sue’s clitoris, having expected to
find a tiny little nub. Not so! It was larger and longer
than Kelli’s–almost like a small prick!
“That’s it Ray, suck it in. Suck my little cock!
Ohhhh yes…yessss. Kelli said you were good! Kelli told
me you’ve sucked Jerry’s cock. Pretend my clit’s a
cock…suck it like a cock. Mmmmm…yes….yes…that’s
it…that’s it…that’s the way baby!
More…More…MORE…ALMOST…ALMOST…YESSSSS!”
I continued until Sue had experiences two or three
smaller orgasms, then she told me it was my turn. Sue had
told Kelli that she wanted me all for herself in the early
part of our fucking, so my aunt had been watching from the
bed. We moved over next to her where I stretched out on my
back. Sue tiny mouth was immediately on my cock. Her
mouth was tight around the portion of the shaft she’d
managed to get inside. As she worked my cock over with
that hot little mouth, one of her fingers went to my ass.
She worked it inside, then out and tried for two. She got
three fingers in my ass and was fucking them in and
out–all this time sucking on my dick. Sue stopped, pulled
her mouth off my cock and the fingers from my ass.
“I think he’s ready Kelli, she said.
“Ready for what?” I asked. “I’m ready to get this
thing inside that tight pussy!”
“Not yet, Ray”, Sue said. There’s something I want
to see first. I love seeing a guy having his ass fucked by
another guy…or a woman! Take a look at Kelli.”
I looked at Kelli, now standing at the foot of the
bed. She had a strap around her waist and others that
passed around and between her legs. Attached to the front
was a rubber cock!
“If you want me Ray, you take that first! As I said
it’s a real turn-on for me to see a man’s ass fucked. It’s
even better if it’s the first time. So, to fuck me, you
first get that virgin ass fucked. Well?”
I gave my answer by getting on all fours with my ass
over the edge and pointed at Kelli’s “cock”. The two women
laughed and said in unison “Good boy”. Kelli spread KY and
the rubber dick and worked some into my asshole before
starting. I have to give her credit for being easy on me.
She was gentle in working it inside. Thank God, it wasn’t
any bigger. It damn well hurt! Both ladies said the next
time would be better. At the time I thought, “There will
be no next time!” But there has been–many times.
During the ass fuck, I begged Sue to use her hands
or mouth on my cock, but she refused. She said I might cum
and she wanted that inside her cunt. My Aunt Kelli fucked
my ass for several minutes before withdrawing. It was now
my turn. To get Sue tiny cunt ready, Kelli used her mouth
for awhile, then worked some of the KY into the small
passage. I spread a layer over my cock and crawled between
Sue’s legs. It was difficult but I got the head and a
couple of inches inside and was fucking with just that.
Kelli moved up, placed a knee on each side of Sue’s head,
got a hand on each ankle and pulled her legs back, then
lowered her cunt to the waiting mouth.
“Okay Ray, fuck her!’, Kelli ordered. I forced it
in and began to fuck. Even though Kelli had been easy on
my ass, it had hurt. Since it had been Sue’s idea, I
wanted her to suffer some. I fucked that tiny pussy with
force. Sue loved it! But it wasn’t over. Those two ladies
kept me busy the entire weekend.
My last few days with Aunt Kelli were filled with as
much sex as possible. Kelli never seemed to get enough!
It had been one fine summer vacation. I continued with
Kelli and Jerry during the next two summers and some visits
they made to our state, then it all ended shortly after my
last visit. They were involved in an auto accident and
Aunt Kelli died as the result of injuries. I have some
great memories though!
-=[ THE END ]=-

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A new day, a new me part 8

And on we go to part 8
Waking up to a cold bed is one thing, waking up with your Father opening your door at five thirty in the morning when you still have an hour left for sleep is not the most joyous ways to wake up. I look over to my Dad and see him wave me up and out of bed, he’s got his workout clothes on and I figure I’d better follow suit. I quickly get up and dress as he leaves the doorway. I get out to the ‘garage’, Dad converted it to a gym/fight room and by the time I get in he’s got pads on. I gear up for the onslaught and get on the mat across from him.
“Explain something to me boy,” Dad starts in with some easy left jabs I can deflect,” new clothes, new girlfriend, a lot of new girlfriends from what I can tell but no new friends. What’s the plan boy?”
“Plan sir,” I ask back keeping my guard up.
“You can think a lot of things about people son but don’t think I’m blind and dumb,” another volley of jabs,” Korinna is one thing but I know Katy and that Asian girl too. Don’t make me repeat myself.”
“Well I’m with Kori but all the girls choose me, I don’t force anyone to be around me,” I jab back with my right,” if they got problems with what I do and who I’m with then I don’t need them in my life.”
“And what do you do if I have a problem with it,” Dad replies.
Well shit, Dad not allowing my new life is about the one thing I can’t get past. He can put a stop to anything that happens in this house. No Kori or Katy or anything that I’ve done for myself over the past two weeks. The next thought to run through my head is I should have kept my left up as Dad catches me right in my temple with a sharp right. I hit the ground like a sack and roll to my back.
“Now that tells me all I wanted to know,” Dad says helping me to my feet,” You can do this Guy, you just remember to keep your guard up cause people are going to fight you for what you have.”
We continue sparring for another forty five minutes when Mom enters the gym.
“You are going to be later for work honey, and you Guy,” Mom turns to me,” School is cancelled for the day. Your sister and Katy are probably going to have some sort of plan for the day so I’m leaving you in charge while I’m out.”
The morning goes pretty smoothly, Mom trying to patch me up with the first aid kit. Liz and Katy start talking about what to do with the day when my phone blows up with text messages from Kori and Jun of all people. Kori is wondering if I can come over and Jun says he needs some serious help with his family. I tell Kori that I’ll be there but a friend needs help and let Jun know that I’ll have to come by this afternoon. Kori is fine but Jun says he needs me sooner, I tell him that I can’t leave now but I will as soon as possible.
I leave the girls to their plans in the living room and retreat to my bedroom. I flip my computer on to check the news about the school, Teacher’s Walkout. I chuckle and check a few shopping websites I can’t afford anything on.
After a few hours Katy pokes her head in my room. I’m still at the computer as she sprawls out on my bed.
“So I finally got the whole story from your sister,” Katy tells me, she’s wearing a schoolgirl plaid skirt black and blue colored and a black sleeveless tee with some band I don’t think the name is in English on it.
“The whole story or just the recent events,” I ask turning from my computer.
“Just the recent shit, you got fucked so you’re taking charge of your shit,” Katy says grinning.
“I just don’t let people fuck with me and mine,” I reply sharply.
“Well I’m just gonna guess that includes me so I have a question,” Katy starts propping herself up on her elbows,” Why did your dad hit you?”
“Honestly, I dropped my guard,” I manage to spit out while chuckling.
“Your guard,” She asks with a puzzled look.
“Yeah, my fists. Block punches and kicks, keep them from hitting you in the face,” I put my hands up like I’m fighting.
She starts laughing with me about it and we enjoy the moment. I decide to let her lounge and turn back to my computer and load my music off my computer. As soon as the first song hits I get spun around in my chair and I meet Katy’s gaze with a little surprise.
“Does your Dad beat you,” She asks concerned.
“Only on the mat, I’m too old for spanking,” I reply back with a smile.
“Does everyone have to fight with him,” Katy asks now getting on her knees in front of me.
“No just me, it’s training,” I reply as Katy starts pulling my shorts down.
Katy gets my shorts down off my hips and around my ankles, I’m not hard but that doesn’t last long as Katy starts stroking me with her hand. I notice her eyes, green eyes, and she’s got that wicked grin. I watch as takes the first three inches of my cock in her mouth slowly working back and forth. I lean my head back as Katy goes to work on my shaft, jacking the base with her hand and working her mouth on that last 3 inches. That tingle starts and I place a hand on Katy’s head to get more but she pulls it off and gives me the ‘no’ look with her eyes. Katy removes her hand from my shaft and starts bobbing her head up and down as almost as quick as I’d be moving her head if she let me move my hands, I try to put my hands on her head but as soon as I move them she grabs mine with hers. The rushing back and forth of Katy’s head hit frantic and I get that tingle way to fast. I start cumming hard and grit my teeth as I shoot ropes of cum down her throat as she pulls back to the head and takes the whole load in her mouth before letting my cock fall from it and swallowing.
“Now you can go about your day sir,” Katy tells me standing up and walking out of my room.
I marvel at the skill of the blowjob Katy just gave me and pull my shorts back up. I resume my searches for new shit I can’t get but start realizing I’m a little sweaty from Katy and have dried sweat from working out with Dad this morning. I head out to the bathroom and take a shower, afterward getting dressed in my jeans and a black t-shirt.
It’s about thirty minutes past noon when Mom gets back home. Katy, Liz and I are sitting in the living room when she drops a small mountain of files on the dining room table.
“Katy get over here cause I need your information with all this paperwork and you got to make this decision,” Mom tells Katy from the dining room.
“What is all this,” Katy asks as we all head into the dining room.
“This is freedom,” Mom says pointing to a pile of folders, then to another,” and this one is our family. You get to pick one of these but first, Guy you’re leaving.”
I’m stunned as Mom walks me out of the room, and hands me some cash. I want to argue but I can see she’s got the ‘Mom’ look on her face so I stomp off to my room throw my boots on and grab my leather jacket. I’m not in the best of moods being kicked out so everyone else can work on shit I started doesn’t help. I hear Mom try to ask where I’ll be but I slam the door on her and am off. I get about ten minutes away and Liz is blowing up my phone with her usual ‘what the hell are you doing’ bullshit. I delete the message to see another five from Jun who apparently forgot everything I told him yesterday and regrew his vagina. I text him to say I’m on my way to the school and to meet me there.
City busses are not fun and they leave much to be desired when it comes to speed of travel. After an hour of riding I hop off at the school, no picket lines here which makes the school a locked up graveyard. I’m still fuming from being kicked out and as soon as I get to the front of the school and see Jun sitting there, blue jeans and a t-shirt and no windbreaker.
“Well you want to tell me why the fuck I’m here at school when there are no classes,” I ask nearly spitting the words out.
“Well I need help man, you gotta convince my Mom that this is cool like it is with your parents, she’s flipped out and is gonna ship me and Natsuko to a boarding school cause we’re insane in her mind,” Jun blurts out frantically.
“Okay, first off you need to take the fucking tampon out and calm the fuck down. Second just talk to your Dad and have him fix her,” I reply sitting down on a planter ledge.
“My Dad is a bigger pussy than you and I were before this. She is in charge of the family not him, you need to get her to let me try to be this,” Jun tells me sitting down next to me,” Can you even do this or not?”
And now I’m taking care of everyone’s problems. I get up from the planter and start walking to Jun’s house, as soon as I hit the edge of school grounds I realize that Jun is following me.
“Okay I don’t know what I’m gonna do but either this is gonna hurt or it’s really gonna hurt so you are gonna take your sister and get the fuck out of dodge until I tell you otherwise,” I tell Jun as we hit the driveway to his house.
He nods in agreement as he opens the door to his place; we both take our shoes off once inside and I head up the stairs to the bedrooms. It takes a second to find the parents’ bedroom at the end of the hall. I don’t even wait for Jun to catch up I just head into the parents’ bedroom and start looking around, queen size bed with white comforters and pillowcases, a hard wood floor and old looking dressers and end tables. First thing that catches my eye looking around the room is the laptop charging on the dresser.
“Hey Jun, is this your mom’s,” I ask opening the laptop up and logging her in, no password, either way too confident or way to comfortable.
“Yeah it’s Mom’s,” Jun says entering the room,” What are you doing with it, she’ll kill you.”
I get a big grin on my face and wave him off loading up her internet history and email. I catch Jun pacing the room worried when Natsuko comes in the door and lights up when she sees me. I turn my head from the computer and smile to her when Jun pulls her aside and they start talking fast in Japanese, some days I wish I had subtitles for life. I get back into her email. Her first name is KImiko, lots of messages from a Cassie and fun they have out during the day. Then I see a couple links come up in the oldest emails, I know what it is almost immediately and my plan is set.
“Okay, how long till your Mom gets home,” I ask copying the history and emails then shipping them off to my computer.
“She’ll be back soon, what are you gonna do,” Natsuko asks me, she looks nervous.
“Trust me, I have a plan,” I say smirking,” but you two need to be gone and don’t come back here till I text you and only me.”
I see Natsuko wants to ask questions but Jun is trusting me as he leads her out of the room, I hear them get down stairs and shut the door after themselves. Now that they’re gone I strip down to my underwear and hide my clothes under the foot of the bed behind my boots. I move the pillows and sit at the head of the bed lay in my boxer briefs and wait patiently.
I must have been waiting 15 minutes when I hear the front door open downstairs and I woman’s voice calling out to Natsuko and Jun through the house. Another minute and the door to the bedroom opens and there I’m hoping is Jun’s Mom, 5’7” Asian milf goddess, C cup breasts in an athletic bra top and yoga pants with her black hair done back in a pony tail.
“Who the hell are you?! Why are you in my house,” I see her start to get agitated by my presence on her bed.
“My name is whatever you want it to be Ma’am,” I reply calmly,” Cassie says this if for the ‘favor’ you did her a while back.”
“What are you talking about, Cassie put you up to this,” Kimiko asks crossing her arms.
“I don’t know who Cassie is Ma’am, I get a phone call telling me that I have work to do then they give me a time and a place,” I stretch out a little,” So here I am Ma’am.”
“And what work do you do,” Kimiko asks me losing her hostility and starts to get curious.
“Honestly Ma’am, I’m here to do what you want me to do. Cassie’s instructions were ‘Male who looks young enough to be a teenager, must act the part and play along’. I’m here and if you don’t want me here I can leave, I get paid either way,” I tell her simply as I start to get up from the bed.
I don’t get far when she stops me with a gesture and motions me to get back on the bed; I comply like a ‘good boy’. I watch her step out of the room to her adjoining bathroom, I hear the faucet and Kimiko comes back into the room in just a very thin white thong.
“Two things, where are my children? And second, anything I say or want,” Kimiko asks me crawling onto the foot of the bed.
My brain freezes for a second, her eyes are locked onto mine and they’re so brown they look black.
Finally my words come back to me,” I told them that I worked with their father and needed get some papers from his office then gave them a twenty to get lost while I waited. And as for your second question,” I shift my demeanor to very innocent,” Yes Ma’am.”
Kimiko’s face broadens into a smile as she crawls up my body, kissing and licking her way up my stomach and chest finally stopping while straddling my hips with hers. I lean forward placing my face in her chest and latching onto her nipple gently. Kimiko gently grips the back of my head as I flick my tongue over her nipple; I grind my hips up against hers eagerly.
“Shhhhh, slow down boy we’ll get there,” Kimiko tells me pulling me off her breast and laying me back down on the bed.
Kimiko slides down my body like a serpent, dragging her frame down mine and slowly pulls my underwear off. My cock comes free and I see Kimiko’s eyes widen a little; she looks up at me and smiles then quickly lowers her head and shoves most of my seven and a half inch cock in her mouth. I lose myself in the sensation of Kimiko licking my shaft inside her mouth and sucking my cock like it’s a meat straw. I wrap my fingers in a handful of Kimiko’s hair and gently pull her mouth off my cock until the last 2 inches then push her back down to the base. She groans on my shaft and it sends a chill up my spine, I’ve had good blowjobs but this Kimiko is a pro and she’s taking me down with no gagging at all as she bobs up and down the length of my cock.
I have my eyes closed when she stops and drags her mouth off my rigid member. I watch her ass slide in the air as she pulls her thong off. I start to lower my body down the bed but Kimiko has a different idea as she moves me out of my spot on the bed and pushes the pillows to the floor. Kimiko stays on her hands and knees and I marvel as her near thirty four inch ass go right in the air and her face lowers to the bed. I take my cue to move up behind her and get in-between her legs, I rub my cock up and down her slit for a minute till she reaches between her own legs and pulls my cock against the entrance to her pussy. I push myself inside slowly as Kimiko gasps at the size, for a mother of two she’s tight. As soon as I get all the way inside her pussy Kimiko starts rubbing her clit and backing her pussy onto my cock, like mother like daughter.
“Just stay still and let me do the work baby,” Kimiko tells me speeding up her pace.
I let her work as I watch Kimiko’s ass move, her pushing back onto my cock. I decide to give her the fucking that I was ‘paid’ to give; I grip her hips with both hands and start pounding her pussy with deep hard thrusts. I hear her open mouth groans and gasps as I plow her hot pussy. I am staring at her ass and decide to spice it up a bit, I wet my thumb in my mouth then start rubbing it against her asshole. Kimiko pauses for a second as I touch her hole then lowers her head as I push up to the first knuckle in her ass.
“Oh god you are a bad boy aren’t you,” Kimiko purrs,” now stop playing around and fuck your new mommy hard so she can feel you cum.”
As hot as Kimiko looks the dirty talk hit that switch I needed, I leave my thumb in her ass and use my free hand to hold her by the hips for leverage as I start to pound her pussy with my cock. There is no holding back with either of us, Kimiko rubbing her clit and pushing her hips back, I’m fingering her asshole and trying resize her pussy hard and fast with my cock. I’m grunting along with her moaning, suddenly I feel her pussy clench up on my cock and her asshole clench up on my thumb as Kimiko lets out a long groan for her orgasm. I quickly pull my thumb and cock out of Kimiko and flip her over onto her back, as soon as she’s down it takes three strokes of my cock to get me to shoot my load all up her body and one good shot hitting her tits.
I feel great and not as tired as I thought I’d be, Kimiko just lays there as I start to get dressed after finding my underwear.
“I haven’t been fucked like that since before my marriage,” Kimiko tells me glowing from the bed.
“It’s defiantly a first for me Ma’am,” I reply zipping up my pants.
“You don’t have to do that anymore, we’re both adults here,” Kimiko says rolling to her feet and sliding off the bed.
“Not exactly true Ma’am, I’ve kinda been lying to you about that,” I tell her smirking.
“What,” Kimiko says freezing in place,” what have you been lying about?”
“Well I’m not some male escort, I actually go to school with your kids. Natsuko and my sister Liz are friends,” I tell her smiling.
“You little fucking bastard, I’ll tell your parents what you did,” Kimiko growls angrily.
“Actually you won’t. First off your children are gonna dress the way they want and do what they want save for school and homework. You’re going to let them be individuals and not little victims like you made your son into,” I’m building up to the big statement,” And you’re not going to ship them off to some boarding school where you can ignore their attitude that I’ve given your son.”
“You don’t tell me what to do with MY children in my house you shit,” Kimiko is furiously getting clothes on,” I run this house, not you and not my husband either, what I say goes around here.”
“Oh, so then when I get home I should just start emailing the entire PTA list with your web browser history,” I state watching the color drain out of her face,” Or how about the video that’s streaming to my computer from you laptop webcam to your husband and anyone else on your mailing list. You can tell my parents if you really want to but then again I’m not the one who took ‘advantage’ of a highschool student.”
Kimiko is frozen in place for a solid minute, then frantically rushes to her laptop and as soon as it kicks on she is looking at herself on the cam and sees the program streaming to another source. I see her face break from shock to tears as she collapses to the floor crying. I give her a minute and see that she’s really crying, I kneel next to her and pull her head onto my shoulder and let her cry and babble for a minute.
“You’re gonna ruin my life,” Kimiko get’s out in between sobs.
“No, I’m trying to help Jun and Natsuko,” I tell her wiping her hair from her face,” Let them be themselves, let them talk and date and fuck. You let them be people and they’ll probably love you more for the freedom.”
“But you’ll ruin my life,” Kimiko says looking at me with her deep brown eyes.
“No ma’am, I’m making your boy like me, and I won’t do anything to your life if you don’t mess with their’s. On that you have my word,” I state plainly.
I help Kimiko to her feet and walk her to the bathroom to clean herself up while I stand there and watch. After regaining her composure she turns to me with a very soft look on her face.
“I let them dress and act out what they want minus academics and all this stays private,” Kimiko asks me from the mirror.
I nod my head and finish getting dressed before grabbing my phone and texting Natsuko, I tell her to head home and that everything will be fine with her mom. Natsuko replies with a standard level of disbelief and joy. I head back into the bathroom and turn Kimiko around to face me, taking her by the waist and kissing her deeply. She is shocked at first but wraps her arms up in my coat and hood returning the kiss.
“Anytime you want to relive this you just email me or text me from your daughter’s phone,” I tell her breaking the kiss and heading down stairs.
I don’t wait for her to say goodbye or anything else and I get out the front door and head back toward the school. I quickly check my phone and see it’s two in the afternoon and text Kori asking her how she’s doing. I freeze when she replies that her and her mother are at my house with Liz, my mother and Katy. What the hell is happening?Still loving the comments, anyone with any ideas feel free to PM me and we can talk a little about them.

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