EXPOSED
This is just the beginning
First, let me apologize if there are formatting errors. I write in standard style in a word processor and that means I use standard line spacing and indentation. Sexstories presents stories as a block of text. That meant I had to got back through a couple thousand lines of text and reformat everything so you all didn’t get a block of text that would be really hard to read! I hope you all enjoy the story, and that you take the time to comment and/or vote for it! Thanks, Lukas.
I had known my niece, Lily, since she was born 18 years ago. I was a favorite uncle to her and her brothers and other kids that played at my sister-in-law’s house while they were growing up. I joined in in various games in the field behind their house and played board games with them on the living room floor. But the internet games drew most of them away and eventually her brothers went off to college. Lily, on the other hand, always seemed to draw me into a game of Scrabble or Clue or whatever.
This is my first story on here.. Hope you like it!
This is just a quick one. There will be more soon…
The second night of Wendy’s employment had ended after she had French kissed each and every ladies vagina and anus. The ladies had left Miss West’s office to leave the employer alone with her young employee.
Wendy was untied by Miss West and allowed to dress in front of her.
Miss West then told her she wanted to take her shopping for clothes. Instead of meeting at the office Wendy was to be outside the shopping mall on Thomson Street at 7pm. Wendy knew the mall well. She had window shopped there a lot. It was quite an exclusive mall with mainly expensive ladies clothes shops.
They met outside at the agreed time.
They walked into the first clothes shop on Miss West’s itinerary. Wendy excitedly gazed at the array of clothes. Most were way out of her normal budget but she knew tonight that didn’t matter! She brushed past racks of clothes running her fingers along the fabric as if it were a piano. She went from one rack to the next getting giddier and giddier. She picked up a long flowing dress, held it to her body and skipped to a full length mirror to admire herself.
Miss West watched Wendy in her excitement and enjoyed the child in her. She looked like a kid in a sweet shop. Miss West almost felt guilty that she was soon going to spoil her fun.
Wendy hooked the dress back and went to another dress that took her fancy. Miss West approached her and took her by the hand.
“Oh, Miss West, I love this shop! I have never seen so many nice things! I think that yellow dress with the black swirls is my favourite!” Wendy announced hurriedly pointing at the dress she had just held to her body.
“Yes Wendy, I’m sure it was very nice.” Miss West replied in a soft controlled voice. “I’m afraid you are forgetting Wendy that this is not about you. This is about me; and you doing what I want!”
Wendy’s heart sank as the excitement was taken from her so quickly. What did Miss West mean?! What was going to happen? Surely if we are out buying clothes for me it’s about what I want to wear!? Wendy thought to herself.
“Wendy, remember who you are and what you do for me!”
Wendy felt terrible. One moment she had been so happy that Miss West was going to buy her some nice clothes and now she was put in her place and reminded that she was just an employee to this wealthy women. She felt silly now that she had treated Miss West like a friend or even like her mum on a shopping trip!
Miss West let go of Wendy’s hand and instructed her to go to the changing rooms and remove every stitch of clothing and wait for her to bring something for her to try on!
Wendy blushed at being made to fell so small but remembered her duty.
“Yes Miss West, anything for you.”
She walked slowly to the changing area. There was a shop assistant stood near the changing room. What could she say to the young girl! Erm, I don’t want to try anything on but can I use the changing room! She had to think fast.
She approached the young girl slowly and nervously asked if it was ok if she waited in the changing rooms until her mum brought over some clothes she was forcing her to buy for a wedding.
The girl bought the lie and allowed her in with a friendly smile.
The changing area was large with mirrors all over. The actual rooms themselves were quite small with a tiny mirror that couldn’t be used to view a full outfit. That had to be done in the full length mirrors outside the rooms.
Wendy slipped into the furthest changing room. She pulled the curtain across and removed her clothes as instructed. She hung them up on the pegs provided and stood naked waiting for Miss West to return.
Would the shop assistant really believe that Miss West was her mum! What if Miss West said something to contradict her?!
Suddenly the curtains swung open. Miss West stood there next to the shop assistant! Both looked on at Wendy. Miss West looked on with a smile on her face as she saw Wendy’s embarrassment. The shop assistant looked on in shock as she saw the naked girl in front of her. She turned her head in embarrassment as Wendy used one hand to cup her vagina and one arm to cover her breasts.
Wendy let out a loud gasp as she squirmed whilst trying to cover herself up.
“Oh come on Wendy! We are all women, there’s nothing to be shy about!” Miss West said in a mocking voice.
Miss West had picked up several items of clothing, all of which she had given to the assistant to carry and hand to Wendy.
The assistant calmed down as she realised she had a job to do. She gave Wendy a polite smile and handed her the first item to try on.
Miss West had given the assistant strict instructions to hand one piece of clothing at a time to Wendy and had also asked if she could hang around and get any different sizes that might be needed. The girl, who worked on commission, was only to keen to help.
Miss West stepped back and took a seat outside the cubicle. Wendy dared to reach out to take the first garment from the young assistant, as she did, her breasts were exposed to the assistant and both girls blushed.
Wendy retreated behind the curtain to put on the clothes she had been offered.
“Wendy when you get it on I would like you to come out so I can see if it looks good on you.” Miss West talked loudly to Wendy. The shop assistant was still stood outside waiting to assist Wendy.
“OK.” Was Wendy’s reply.
“Excuse me Wendy? I said when you get it on I would like you to come out so I can see if it looks good on you.”
“OK!” Wendy said a little louder.
“Wendy!” Miss West almost shouted.
Wendy now knew that Miss West wanted her usual answer. How could she when there was the assistant just stood outside!
“Wendy!”
“Yes Miss West, anything for you.” Wendy eventually replied quietly.
The shop assistant looked shocked as she heard the reply! What was going on! Why would this girl call her mum Miss West!?
As Wendy took the clothes from the hanger she became weak with dread as she realised Miss West had only given her a blouse to try on! She was going to be naked on the bottom half and she had to leave the changing room and stand in front of this other girl! She put the blouse on and tried to pull it down to cover her bum and cleanly shaven vagina.
She gave a nervous cough before slowly pulling on the curtain. She left it half closed and remained in her small cubicle to allow Miss West to see her. The shop assistant could see her too and looked on and noticed how embarrassed Wendy looked.
“Come out so I can see you properly Wendy.”
There was a pause…
“Wendy?” Miss West enquired.
“Yes Miss West, anything for you.” Wendy whispered and gave Miss West a look of disgust at what she was being forced to do.
The young girl smiled as she realised Wendy was taking orders from this women. She could see how embarrassed Wendy was. She knew it wasn’t really her mum. She guessed it was either a very strict boss with a thing for her employee or maybe some weird kinky relationship. Either way it gave her twisted satisfaction to see this pretty girl squirm in her awkwardness.
Wendy left the cubicle as instructed. She kept her hands low and in front of her to try cover herself as much as possible.
“Wendy, put your hands by your side and walk up and down so I can see how it fits.”
Wendy acknowledged the instruction and did as was expected. She looked down as she walked past the assistant and quickly walked to the far end of the changing area and back again.
“No, take it off Wendy and try the next thing on, I don’t like that on you.”
Wendy felt uncomfortable with being told she didn’t look good in the blouse. She felt silly anyway but then to be told it didn’t suit her made her ordeal worse.
“Quickly Wendy! We don’t have all night!”
Wendy stepped into the changing room and took hold of the curtain.
“There’s no need for that Wendy. We have both seen you totally naked already. Leave the curtain open.
Is that OK with you?” Miss West aimed the question at the shop assistant.
“Yes of course.” She replied politely with a little smile on her face, as Wendy was made to feel even more silly.
Wendy removed the blouse and handed it to the girl. She took it and as she handed Wendy the second item she looked Wendy in the eye with an inquisitive look, as if to say; ‘what the fuck is going on here!’
Wendy looked down, knowing that the girl knew Miss West was not her mum!
The next item was a short dress. Miss West had deliberately chosen one which was not only small but also the wrong size for Wendy.
Wendy struggled to get the dress on. The young girl saw Wendy struggling and stepped forward to assist. The dress stopped so that Wendy’s upper thigh could still be seen. The top half was so tight that her breasts pushed hard on to the thin fabric, showing her nipples through it. The assistant did her job and managed to fasten the zip eventually. Her hands touched Wendy’s body as the pair of them pulled and heaved.
“Oh, well done.” Miss West clapped at the amusement. “Now take a stroll Wendy.”
“Yes Miss West, anything for you.”
Wendy walked very awkwardly in the exceptionally tight dress. As she walked the dress rode up so her entire private region was exposed once again. Wendy could feel herself on display but knew Miss West wanted it this way, so she didn’t attempt to pull it down.
The dress looked terrible on Wendy and it was hard for the assistant not to laugh at Wendy’s predicament.
Miss West could see the girl smirking and she liked this as she knew it would embarrass Wendy further.
Wendy was ordered to take off the dress. Which she did with the help of the assistant. Just as Wendy was being handed the third item Miss West noticed the shop assistants shoes.
“Ooh. Stop right there both of you!”
The assistant was shocked at how quickly she stopped and took notice of Miss West!
“Excuse me. Sorry, what’s your name please?”
“Rachel.”
“I love those shoes! Would you allow Wendy to try them on?”
The shoes were red leather with a thin strap across the front and a black high heel.
“Erm, they are my shoes and they are not for sale.” She replied.
“Please let her try them on.” Miss West held out a bank note for Rachel.
She saw the numbers, 50, printed in the top corner and quickly changed her mind!
“Oh, OK!” Rachel succumbed to the offer of money, as had Wendy.
She took them off quickly and as she handed them to Wendy. Miss West asked; “Please would you put them on for her?”
“Of course.” Rachel replied.
She bent down at Wendy’s feet and gently started to fasten her in to the first shoe.
Wendy felt quite uneasy at having this girl at her feet. Her head was only a foot or so away from her vagina.
What if she can smell me Wendy thought!
It wasn’t until Rachel had fastened the first shoe that she looked up at Wendy and suddenly realised herself how close she was to Wendy’s sex. She quickly looked back down at her task as she remembered she was dressing a naked girl. She had never been so close to another girls exposed vagina.
Rachel fastened the second shoe, stood up and took a step back, not daring to look at Wendy as she now blushed a deep red at being so close to Wendy’s nakedness.
“Ok Wendy take a walk around to see if they look good!”
She walked quite uneasily at first. Her first step almost took her to the floor in a heap. She managed to check herself and by the time she was heading back towards the two women she was getting used to them.
“Let’s try that again Wendy. Try to be a bit more elegant this time though!”
“Sorry Miss West.”
This time Wendy looked good. She moved with grace. Rachel became a little jealous at how good she looked in her shoes. The heels lifted her legs so Wendy’s already pert bum looked even harder and more toned. Her breasts jiggled firmly as she returned to her cubicle.
“Rachel what do you think? Does she look sexy in your shoes?”
Rachel paused for a long time before replying. She felt quite uneasy about commenting on what she thought of a girl she didn’t know.
“Erm, she looks great.” She replied shyly.
“Does she look sexy though!?”
“Yes…very.” Rachel replied uneasily as she thought about the commission she could earn from Miss West.
Wendy looked up sheepishly at Rachel’s comments. Their eyes met and held each others gaze for just a couple of seconds. They both knew the other was cute and sexy. Rachel was very curious as to what Wendy and Miss West were up to and Wendy felt quite sexy knowing this girl was watching her and thinking she was sexy!
“Wendy. That dress you really like. Do you really want it?”
“Oh Miss West it is lovely. If you would like me to have it then, yes.”
“OK. You can have it. Go and get it right now.”
“What, dressed like this?”
“Yes Wendy. Before I change my mind!”
“But Miss West there are lots of customers out there shopping. I can’t just go out there naked!”
“You have shoes on Wendy. Go now!” Miss West raised her voice.
“Yes Miss West, anything for you.” Wendy disappeared. She wanted the dress so badly and she wanted to do as she was told too. She was getting paid after all.
Miss West followed her out of the changing area. She wanted to see other peoples reactions and that of Wendy as all these strangers looked at her whilst being naked.
Wendy paused briefly as she got to the main shopping area. She quickly worked out the best route so she could use the racks of clothes to hide her naked body. She darted from one point to the next and went unnoticed to the far side of the shop. Wendy’s progress was being monitored by Miss West. She was slightly annoyed that Wendy hadn’t been noticed.
Wendy still had 10 meters to go to get to her dress. As she came out from behind a rack of clothes Miss West took her opportunity.
“HEY LOOK! LOOK AT THAT GIRL! SHE’S NAKED!” Miss West shouted and extended her arm to point. There wasn’t a person in the shop who did not hear her announcement.
Everybody looked at the naked girl running around the shop! Some pointed in amasement, some laughed and some tuted in disgust. One lady shouted “What are you up to! Cover yourself up you stupid little girl!”
Two men in there twenties pointed and laughed. One of them managed a wolf whistle.
Wendy froze in shock! There must have been 15 to 20 people starring at her. She felt stupid. She thought people must think she is either an exhibitionist or maybe a slut! She tried to cover her self the best she could.
The girl working behind the counter shouted; “Someone call security!”
Rachel was now watching the display. She didn’t want Wendy to be caught by security as she knew Wendy would be thrown out of the shop. How would she explain that Wendy had her shoes on? She knew if Wendy was thrown out she would loose a lot of commission too!
She shouted to the girl behind the till that she would deal with it. She summoned another assistant and asked her to help her.
The two girls approached Wendy and took an arm each. They frog marched her through the shop. They held her arms tight to control her, meaning Wendy could not cover herself at all. Wendy had goose bumps all over her body from the embarrassment. Her little nipples poked out hard and erect. She tried to squeeze her legs together to hide her labia from peoples view. Rachel deliberately didn’t take her the most direct route. She ensured Wendy was forced to walk close past people and in areas were she could be seen by everybody in the shop.
Miss West looked on as she saw what Rachel was doing. ‘Good girl!’ she thought to herself.
Wendy was horrified. She could feel strangers eyes on her body. There were young men starring at her gorgeous body and making comments on what they would like to do to her. Most of the people in the shop were female, mainly around Wendy’s age and a few years older. She felt so silly. She saw each and every one of them studying her body. Some of the girls smiled at Wendy and some just laughed. Wendy blushed but couldn’t help looking into their eyes to see if they were looking. To her dismay they were all looking!
Rachel guided Wendy towards the changing area and to her relative privacy.
She thanked the other assistant for her help and told her she would deal with it from here.
“Well done Rachel! That was fabulous!” Miss West praised her.
She then turned to Wendy. “Did you enjoy that little show Wendy!?”
“Yes Miss West, anything for you!” Wendy replied reluctantly.
Miss West and Rachel smiled at each other as Wendy blushed at her lie.
Miss West noticed Rachel was starting to enjoy Wendy’s torment. She decided to bring her down a peg or two, to make her a little uneasy.
“Rachel do you sell underwear?”
“Yes we do.”
“Could you go and get several pairs of knickers and matching bra’s please?”
She nodded and wondered off into the shop floor.
“Are you enjoying yourself Wendy?” Miss West wanted to make the most of this time alone with Wendy.
“Yes Miss West.”
“Then spread your legs for me!”
“Yes Miss West, anything for you.”
Wendy was stood just outside the cubicle and in front of Miss West. She spread her legs a little more than shoulder width apart and stood in silence while Miss West studied her naked body. Wendy still wore Rachel’s shoes which made the two women equal height.
“Lets see how much you are enjoying yourself shall we!”
Miss West maintained eye contact with Wendy as she reached down with her right hand and began to touch Wendy’s vagina. She cupped it at first and massaged it softly. Wendy was slightly damp at this sudden attention she was receiving from Miss West. Her expert fingers started to work her clitoris and soon Wendy’s juices were flowing freely. The two women looked at each other intently as Miss West excited Wendy. She swirled her fingers around Wendy’s little bud and ran her fingers up and down her slit to spread her juices. She occasionally slipped an index finger right up Wendy’s cunt. Wendy closed her eyes and breathed deeply which heightened her pleasure.
Their privacy was interrupted as Rachel returned with an array of underwear in various sizes and colours.
Miss West took a step back from Wendy leaving her there with her legs spread. The attention to her pussy had made Wendy loose concentration and it took her a moment to realise her pose. She quickly closed her legs as she noticed Rachel staring at her.
“OK. Lets see what you look like in this underwear Wendy!”
Rachel handed Wendy the first set of knickers and bra. They were white lace.
Wendy was looking forward to being able to cover herself at last. She quickly grabbed the lingerie but before she could start to put them on Miss West stopped her.
“I think it would be better if Rachel put those on for you Wendy.”
Wendy paused and first looked at Miss West and then at Rachel to see her reaction. Rachel looked at Miss West in disbelief.
“I don’t think I can do that!”
“Of course you can. You are a shop assistant and Wendy needs your assistance to get these clothes on. It’s your job to help and what’s more you will be earning a lot of commission from me this evening!”
Rachel was shocked at Miss West assertiveness. She found herself obeying her orders almost before Miss West had finished speaking.
She took the underwear from Wendy and once again bent down at her feet. She opened the knickers with both hands and offered them first to Wendy’s left leg. Wendy lifted her shoed foot and slipped it in to the opening. Rachel pulled them up to Wendy’s shin and then offered them to her right leg.
Once both feet were in Rachel lifted her body up, but remained on her knees. She nervously pulled the knickers up slowly over Wendy’s thighs. She couldn’t believe what she was doing!
Wendy now felt as though she had the upper hand on Rachel and it was here that felt silly. As Rachel pulled the knickers towards Wendy’s crotch she couldn’t help but take a quick look at Wendy’s vagina. Rachel blushed and looked away when she saw how damp it was! Eventually she managed to pull the knickers up to here waist. Holding the waist band she lifted it to the correct height on Wendy’s slim hips. She reached for the bra next.
“Ah ah! Could you please adjust Wendy’s knickers so they sit correctly!” Miss Wendy could see how hastily Rachel wanted to move on to the bra. However the knickers were slightly twisted and were not sitting perfectly around Wendy’s creases.
Wendy opened her legs slightly so Rachel could do as asked. From her kneeling position Rachel looked up and could see what she had to do. She knew she was going to have to put her fingers inside another girls knickers to pull them down, so they looked neat and tidy.
She was nervous at her task. She had never undressed or dressed another woman! She felt incredibly uncomfortable and her predicament was worsened as she looked up to see Wendy smiling down at her.
Wendy now felt she was in control and could see how exciting it could be. She began to understand why Miss West got such a kick out of being dominant.
Rachel reached out and carefully grasped the inside front of the knickers. She slid her fingers down towards Wendy’s crotch and pulled the thin fabric from Wendy’s vagina to reposition them. She re laid them softly onto Wendy’s vagina. She softly bit her bottom lip as did.
She then stood up and crouched down behind Wendy. She lifted the knickers again, this time from Wendy’s tight bum. As she re laid them she allowed her fingers to brush on Wendy’s soft skin. She was slowly becoming aroused and very curious.
Satisfied the knickers looked good she then took the bra and cupped it over Wendy’s breasts. She softly adjusted the shoulder straps, making sure she touched Wendy’s skin and then fastened the clasp. She was amazed by the softness of Wendy’s skin.
Wendy looked gorgeous in her bright red high heels and crisp white underwear. She walked around the changing room with a whole new confidence. She knew Miss West found her attractive and they had both seen each other in some very strange predicaments. Now she felt a change in the attitude between herself and Rachel. The early nervous tension was fading and the air was filled with sexual tension. If Rachel really didn’t want to be there they all knew she could just leave! This put Wendy at ease and she began to enjoy herself.
“OK. Now lets try another set of underwear.” Miss West decided. “Rachel, please carry on and assist Wendy.”
Rachel did not need telling twice. Wendy offered no help in undressing herself. She let Rachel do it all.
She stood in front on Wendy and reached right around her to unclasp the bra. There bodies did not touch but Rachel’s clothes brushed against Wendy’s sensitive skin and sent a shudder down her near naked body. She dropped the bra on the floor. She then reached to remove Wendy’s knickers. Rather than just getting hold of the fabric and pulling them down, she pushed her fingers under the waist band of the knickers and slid her hands down the smooth skin of Wendy’s hips and legs and the knickers followed.
Wendy let out a deep breath of pleasure as she felt the tender hands touching her skin.
Miss West smiled at the two girls bonding.
Rachel put on and took off two more sets of underwear onto her knew friend. Each time she did she allowed herself to touch Wendy a little more. She took time to ensure they were fitted correctly and touched Wendy in her very private places when she could. She touched her bum, her waist and her legs and put her fingers in further than needed when adjusting them. Each time she did she did it subtly. Wendy pretended she didn’t realise what she was doing and this allowed Rachel to think she was getting away with it unnoticed.
Miss West saw every move Rachel made. It reminded her of her first lesbian experience with her friend. It had happened many years ago with her best friend. They had ended up sharing a bed at her parent’s house. Miss West had pretended she was dreaming and started to stroke her friends body as she slept. Her friend, who was awake too, also pretended she was asleep and allowed herself to be touched. As her friend didn’t object Miss West had carried on. She pushed her hand under her friends pyjamas and felt her tummy and soft skin. She worked her way carefully towards her nipples expecting to be stopped at anytime. There was no objection from her friend and eventually worked down to her vagina. Neither of them spoke. They both pretended to sleep. Neither of them spoke a word and tried to keep their breathing shallow. Miss West played with her friends slit until she came. After she was finished both girls rolled over and fell asleep. They never spoke another word of it to each other. Miss West moved on to other girls after that night as her lesbian lust grew.
Seeing Rachel taking chances to touch Wendy brought a smile to her face.
“Rachel. What is your favourite type of under wear? What type are you wearing now?” Asked Miss West.
“Oh!” The question took Rachel by surprise. “Erm, I’m wearing a g-string at the moment.”
Rachel was wearing a tight skirt so the g-string ensured she didn’t have a panty line.
“Would you let Wendy try it on?”
Rachel was caught in the moment. Miss West didn’t know who was most surprised with Rachel’s reply.
“Sure.” She said easily. She was already turned on by dressing and undressing Wendy. The whole situation of Miss West dominating this young girl and seeing this fit girl naked and embarrassed made her want to experience more.
She slipped into the open cubicle, hitched up her skirt and pulled down her knickers with a wiggle of her bum.
She covered her legs with her skirt again and bent down to put the knickers on Wendy.
As she adjusted the knickers each woman had there own private thought about the two girls juices mixing on the thin fabric of the g-string. It was such an intimate act to share ‘dirty’ knickers Rachel thought.
Miss West approached Rachel. The three of them were very close to each other now. There faces at near equal heights.
“Rachel, are you aroused?” Miss West enquired.
“Yes, a little!” Rachel replied slightly embarrassed.
The women lowered there voices to a whisper.
“Would you like to kiss Wendy?”
A shy nervous smile appeared on Rachel’s face and a warm surge rushed between her legs at the question.
Wendy was excited too. She now found women attractive and Rachel was a beautiful young girl. She would love to be forced to do things with her she thought to herself. She listened in with anticipation.
“Yes.” Rachel said quietly.
Miss West pushed the two girls gently into the cubicle. They stood inches from each other. Neither of them spoke or touched. They waited for Miss West‘s instructions. They both had butterflies in their stomachs, Rachel’s legs were like jelly.
Miss West ran her hands through both of the girls hair simultaneously. Her hands came to rest at the back of their heads. She slowly forced their faces together. The girls steadied themselves by resting their hands on each others hips.
Their lips met softly. They took it slowly and barely made contact. Wendy bit gently on Rachel’s bottom lip and then sucked it tenderly. Rachel smiled and as her mouth opened Wendy explored it with her tongue. Their tongues pushed against each others as they massaged each others mouths. Their soft tongues whisped over each others and each felt the others breath on their face.
The kiss lasted less than a minute. Miss West looked on longingly at the site of two such pretty girls sharing an intimate kiss. Her loins became warm as she lusted over this new girl she had just met. She still thought Wendy was beautiful and a perfect employee but Rachel had something she craved. Maybe it was her pretty face or gorgeous figure. Maybe it was that she reminded her of herself when she was younger.
The kiss broke and both girls gazed into each others eyes. It had been Rachel’s first kiss with a girl. Wendy was now experienced compared to her new friend! Rachel’s face beamed. It was such a tender kiss she thought. Much softer than when she had kissed boys. Wendy had enjoyed it too. It had been nice for her to share a lesbian experience with somebody as naive as herself rather than with a dominant older women.
Miss West wanted more.
“Rachel, what else would you like to do with Wendy?”
Rachel, slightly flustered and worried about being caught by somebody, replied shyly;
“Nothing. I think I should get back to work.”
“Now, now Rachel, please don’t rush off just yet! Wendy, is there anything you would like to do to Rachel?”
Wendy now got her chance to make Rachel uneasy.
“Oh Miss West. I would love to do something with her!” Wendy looked Rachel in the eye and gave her a cute smile. She licked her lips seductively and pouted at Rachel.
Rachel blushed at being looked at like this by Wendy.
“I would love to kiss her again Miss West; but not on the lips…” She spoke softly now and almost whispered; “down there!” Wendy shifted her gaze momentarily towards Rachel’s lower half.
Rachel tried to step back in shock but the cubicle restricted her. She let out a quick, high pitched gasp at Wendy’s comment.
“Ooh yes. That would be lovely wouldn’t it Rachel?” Added Miss West.
“Err, no I don’t think so. I really need to get back to work!” Rachel spoke hurriedly and with panic. She became quite flustered.
“Well young lady how are you going to explain to your boss that Wendy is wearing your shoes and your g-string!” Miss West stated.
“Oh she must not find out! Please! Please can I just have them back?” Rachel panicked.
“Of course you can. Once you have turned around and hitched up your skirt!”
“Oh please don’t make me do that! I will do anything but that! I don’t want her to kiss me down there! I’m not a lesbian!”
“Well you have two choices. You either let her kiss you down there or I go and see your boss right now!”
“Oh please! I need this job so much! What would you want her to do to me?”
“I want you to turn and face the wall. Then I want you to hitch your skirt up above your bum. Then I want you to spread your legs a little. Then I want you to reach round and spread your bum cheeks so Wendy can see your tight little bum hole. On my command she will then French Kiss your anus!” Miss West spoke softly but with authority. It made Rachel feel as though she had no choice but to obey.
Wendy looked on with great pleasure as Rachel succumbed to Miss West’s power and then shrivel in fear and embarrassment at the thought of the inevitable.
Rachel was relieved she didn’t have to do the kissing down there but she really didn’t fancy a girl touching her privates like that. She didn’t want to go with another girl anyway and definitely not at work or while another woman looked on!
“Oh come on Rachel let’s get it over and done with! We don’t have all night!”
Rachel obeyed. She faced the wall. Struggled to get her tight skirt over her tight bum and then shifted her feet apart.
“Come on, let her see your anus Rachel!” Miss West mocked.
Slowly she placed her hands on her bum cheeks and spread them very slightly.
“Ok Wendy get on your knees and study Rachel’s little anus!”
Wendy, still wearing the g-string and feeling very turned on, bobbed down and perched on her knees with her face just inches from Rachel’s behind.
Wendy gazed at the little hole in front of her and Miss West gazed at the beautiful scene in front of her. One young girl about to have her anus mouthed by another girl for the first time and one girl about to taste yet another female. Miss West had high hopes for Wendy. She thought they had a good relation ship ahead of them, playing this daring role play and carrying out her fantasies in various locations and with various women.
Rachel stood in silence. She could feel two pairs of eyes staring at her in this intimate position. She felt humiliated and exposed. She froze waiting for that first touch from Wendy’s mouth. Although she was scared she had never felt so excited in all her life. She had a mass of mixed emotions and her vagina became wet and her little anus ached with anticipation.
“Wendy, kiss Rachel.”
“Yes Miss West, anything for you!”
The words of command and Wendy’s answer added to Rachel’s fear and she let out a gasp.
Wendy couldn’t believe how easy it had had been for Miss West to break Rachel and get her to agree to this!
Wendy placed her hands on Rachel’s and encouraged her to spread herself further. Rachel’s crevice opened and Wendy moved her mouth to Rachel’s hole.
She laid a couple of soft kisses around Rachel’s rim which caused the young girl to shudder at the sensitivity of her skin in such a private place. Wendy continued to kiss her rim and then started to flick at Rachel’s hole with her tongue.
Rachel couldn’t believe the sensation. She had felt nothing like it. She was so tender and sensitive and it was hard to deny how pleasurable it felt.
Wendy was soft at first. She built the pleasure up slowly. She moved in and out from the hole to the rim. Flicking and kissing.
Miss West also not wanting to get caught decided to speed things up a little. She laid her hand on the back of Wendy’s head and pushed her face harder into Rachel.
Wendy took the hint and began to vigorously French Kiss Rachel. She pushed her tongue hard and deep into Rachel and made the kiss sloppy. She slurpt at the tight anus with lips and tongue, sucking and probing.
Rachel began to rock her hips back and forth as the motion took her into a distant place. She closed her eyes and bit her bottom lip. She fought hard to make sure she didn’t let out a scream of pleasure. She thought pleasant thoughts. She tried to deny to herself what was really happening.
Wendy loved the taste of Rachel. She knew from her previous two nights work when a woman was enjoying herself. She thrived on making Rachel turned on. To break another girl in! To take a girls lesbian virginity! She lapped faster and harder and tugged at Rachel’s cheeks to get in deeper and deeper.
Miss West pushed harder on Wendy’s head as she too was taken by the experience. She had never seen Wendy so eager to please another woman. She was also impressed by Rachel. She appeared to be enjoying having a girl tongue her arse. She stroked Rachel’s face and smiled. To her surprise Rachel looked into her eyes and smiled back. She was almost in a trance as Wendy worked her into a frenzy.
Suddenly Miss West ragged the curtain closed and stood back from the cubicle. She coughed falsely and in a panic said “Come on Wendy chop chop!”
There was another shop assistant entering the changing area with another customer.
Wendy and Rachel realised at the same time what was happening! Rachel closed her legs and attempted to pull down her skirt. Wendy stayed on her knees and kept hold of Rachel’s cheeks. She quickly lifted a finger to her lips to gesture to Rachel to keep quiet.
Rachel froze. Wendy, much to Rachel’s astonishment, stopped licking her anus but gently laid kisses on to Rachel’s soft bum cheeks. She shook her head for Wendy to stop. Wendy looked up and smiled. She gave her a few more kisses and then stood up and slowly and quietly turned Rachel around to face her. Again she gestured for her to keep quiet. They could both hear the other people outside. Wendy moved in to kiss Rachel on her lips. Rachel pulled away. She put her mouth to Wendy’s ear and whispered.
“I thought you only did it because she forced you”?
Wendy copied Rachel and whispered in her ear.
“Yes. Normally I just do as I am told. But, but you are different. I think you are lovely!”
Rachel was stunned. She was flattered that Wendy found her attractive but nervous too at their predicament.
She did not pull away when Wendy tried to kiss her again.
They shared a slow gentle quiet kiss. Only they would know about it. It was such a loving kiss and the secret made it so sexy both girls thought to themselves. They broke the kiss and they stood there in silence and waited.
Rachel allowed herself to explore Wendy’s body with her eyes. She studied her face and neck line. Her shoulders and arms. Wendy had a perfect body and felt exhilarated to have had such an affect on this young girl.
Rachel’s gaze fell to Wendy’s breasts and her eyes circled Wendy’s nipples and then down to her tummy button.
Wendy took Rachel’s hands and lifted them slowly towards her. She placed them on her shoulders and slowly guided them down to her breast. Rachel caressed them and gently squeezed Wendy’s breasts. Both girls looked at each other and smiled shyly.
At that moment Miss West coughed again and tugged on the curtain. The girls moved fast and managed to pull away before Miss West could see their touches.
“OK. I think it’s time we left Wendy. Rachel, thank you very much for your time. We will take three of the dresses Wendy liked. Could you get three different colours please. We will also take two sets of each of the sets of underwear Wendy tried on.”
“OK. Erm, what about my shoes and erm, underwear?” Rachel asked nervously.
Miss West leaned in and whispered to Rachel;
“You may take Wendy’s shoes for now. If you would like yours back you may call around at my house to pick them up next weekend! I will give you my address. As for the g-string, I’m sure you’ll agree it looks so good on Wendy!”
Rachel smiled and disappeared to pick out the clothes Miss West had asked for.
Un be known to Miss West Wendy had heard what she said. She felt strangely jealous. Rachel had only just met Miss West and already she was being invited to her house! Wendy had never been invited and she had known Miss West for two days now!
“Wendy, put on this dress.” Miss West handed Wendy a dress that she had not tried on yet. It was exceptionally short and tight. Wendy, still in the cubicle slipped the dress on and checked herself out in the full length mirrors outside. The dress was so short you could see the bottom of her bum cheeks as she walked. She picked up the clothes she had arrived in and followed Miss West to the check out. People stopped and stared as the couple walked through the shop. Some stared as they recognised the ‘naked’ girl and some stared at the shortness of the dress!
Rachel met them at the checkout, scanned the dress Wendy was wearing and bagged up the remainder of the clothes. Miss West paid for the goods and slipped a card to Rachel with her home address on.
Miss West and Wendy left the store and Wendy continued to feel tense as peoples eyes fell on her ridiculously short dress.
It was almost time for the ladies to depart. They did a little more window shopping and chatted freely.
At 10pm Miss West turned to Wendy.
“That’s it. Times up. Are you ok to make your own way home?”
“Yes Miss West.”
“Wendy next week I am working away from home so I will not need your services.”
Wendy felt almost disappointed. Not only did she need the money but she almost liked being Miss West’s play thing.
Miss West continued. “Instead I wonder if you could come to my house next weekend?”
Wendy didn’t hesitate. “Yes Miss West, anything for you!” Wendy’s weekends were precious. She worked to earn money to spend at the weekend. Her main reason to go out was to look for a boyfriend. But now, with her body being used as a toy by Miss West and her friends, the need for a boyfriend faded. She was living a sexual fantasy well beyond her belief.
She couldn’t wait for next weekend…..and didn’t Miss West ask Rachel to call round to pick up her shoes….?
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Like a lot of women, I’ve had some fantasies during my 40+ years, but had never had the opportunity or nerve to live any of them until now.
meeting some of the family
Wife gets to experience our friend again while I entertain his missus.
Before the story begins just in case you missed it, this is fiction. [u]The story is not based on reality or nonfictional event[u]. The events portrayed here do not reflect on anyone, not the US military or any security forces contracted by them, not the San Antonio police department and their detectives.
My name is Marcus, my friends call me Mark. I spent four years in the Army. I was a military police specialist or MP. I spent two years of my four years in Afghanistan, two years in the states. I barely got my associates degree finished before leaving the Army. When I got out of the service in 2005 I swore I’d never go back overseas. I took a job with the security company in San Antonio Texas. The hours I worked were not too bad; I worked as a gate guard for one of the bases, just checking IDs of the people coming in to base. The pay was actually better than I could make in any other security position like a guard at a mall.
Course I was young and spent my money as fast as I earned it. I stay away from credit as much is possible, paid off up my credit card on each billing cycle. My parents got themselves in so much debt I learned that lesson having to do without while my father paid down his credit cards.
Early in the spring of 2006 I met Nicole, Nikki we all called her. Nikki was a beauty standing 5 foot six with dark hair, dark, dark Brown eyes that seem to be bottomless. I could stare into her beautiful eyes forever. I think that’s what made me fall in love with her, her eyes captured me, and she took a hold of my very soul. When I met Nikki I was surprised to find out she was only seventeen she acted older than that. At the time I was twenty-three and worried of what her father would think of me. I mean she’s barely of age and just getting out of high school. Seventeen is legal age in Texas. But this 5 foot six beauty with 34C cup 24 inch waist, and 34 inch hips had captured my heart. To me nothing else mattered.
I didn’t meet her father until the week before I asked Nikki to marry me. On my first meeting I asked his permission to marry his daughter. He didn’t like me much, but his daughter it made him relent after a couple days. It wasn’t much of a surprise to Nikki; she knew she already had me. Nikki had a fairly large family one older brother Carlos, two younger sisters Maria and Angela and a younger brother Federico.
Her father Carlos was a first-generation American having come from Mexico and he spent four years in service to earn his citizenship. His wife had come from a small village in Mexico as well.
I’m Irish-American and my ancestors settled in South Texas sometime after the Civil War. Nikki usually laughed at my Spanish until I corrected her it’s Tejano (pronounced Tehono in English). It’s a slightly different dialect than normal Spanish. It has a lot more slang used here in southern Texas. The only Spanish Nikki knew was from high school. Her father wouldn’t allow her family to speak Spanish at home. He wanted to Americanize his family as quickly as possible.
I learned to respect him immediately; he truly wanted to be an American. I could never fault anyone for wanting to make their life better for themselves and their children. After all my ancestors immigrated with the same idea, just because they did it more than 100 years earlier it doesn’t change the fact that he and my forefathers had a lot in common.
Nikki and I were married six months after my proposal that was December 21 of 2006. Needless to say the money I was making as a bachelor couldn’t cover the expenses we had as a married couple. Nikki had one part-time job after another hating them all. As our money problems got harder they begin to affect our family. I knew if I didn’t do something soon, I was going to end up losing Nikki. I took a part-time job, but that didn’t help us any. Nikki found a job that she liked, but between her work and my two jobs I didn’t get to see her every day. About three or four nights a week we can sleep together, my work or her work we keep us apart. So this keeps a strain on our marriage. Still the money problems only got deeper.
A friend of mine at the security firm told me about a new contract the company had gotten. It was overseas but a paid more than 150,000 dollars per year, with the first 75,000 tax-free. Although I swore I’d never go overseas again I quickly saw this as a way to get ahead a little. That was more than I would make in four years, in one year’s time. I hate the thought of leaving Nikki, but our money problems were going to have us divorced soon anyway. It’s only year, how bad could it be anyway?
I set Nikki down and discussed it with her. She swore she love me and it didn’t matter she just was frustrated and she hated being apart like we were currently. I told her if I went overseas and took this job I had two two-week vacations during the time, with airfare paid all way back to Texas. So I could see her on the fourth month and eight month of the year. We could talk back and forth over Internet connection during the meantime. With her keeping the job she liked the time will go by faster.
When I get home we would have over hundred thousand dollars to buy a nice house in a quiet neighborhood. I could still keep the same job I had today a slightly higher wage. Without the expense of housing we can make it on just are two jobs. So reluctantly we both agreed that I should take the job transfer. The next day I went into the office I filed the necessary paperwork for the transfer. It was a week later I was informed of my acceptance to the training program for it.
This is a six month school I had to attend before going overseas, it did come with a good raise in pay so that part-time job I had was it missed. Although I was away from Nikki for the entire six months, I got one week of vacation after my school. The school was an intense combat and security force school instructed by ex-blackouts personnel. It was a tough the six months my life. Even though I had a Dan/black belt in jujitsu I learned a lot of mixed martial arts and anyone of my instructors could put me on my ass for the first three months without much trouble. I did finish top in hand-to-hand training in my class. I was never so glad to be finish school in my life as the day I finished that six months training.
Nikki was very glad to see me, we missed each other more than we realized. The first three days we spent together hardly leaving our bed. The fourth day Nikki had to work and couldn’t get out of it. But we still spend as much time with each other as we could. The week went by way too fast and Nikki drove me to the airport to say goodbye on the seventh day.
I slept on the flights as much as I could, the one across the Atlantic was the longest I slept most of it. I had a three hour layover in London and I gave Nikki a quick call got the answering machine so I just left a quick Nikki I love you. The next flight took me straight into the Middle East and two hour convoy ride got me to my new job site. The boss gave me a day off to unpack and draw my equipment and firearms from the company stores and armory. We got much better body armor and firearms that I had when I was in the military. I take a little time after cleaning my weapons to go to the firing range and centered them.
I had mailed off to myself some equipment that wasn’t standard but my instructors had suggested I get. I found our mail office and retrieve my package. I had two buoy knives, military hatchet, and a laser pointer for my 9 mm pistol all waiting for me.
I settled into my job and it turned out to be as boring as any other job I’ve ever had. We didn’t try to interact with the locals, and they kind of ignored us too. Nikki and I e-mail back and forth, it was two weeks before I got a call in the due to the time difference it was hard to catch her at home. Her schedule had changed and I ask her why over e-mail. She tells me she lost that job but just found a new one. Although the new one had different hours it paid a lot better. She was pretty vague what it was in her e-mail. The next time I got a call through and was able to speak to her should always change the subject if I asked about the job.
My four months was coming up and I had a two-week vacation coming. My boss called me into his office, he informed me that due to insurgent activity elsewhere in country that my vacation had to be canceled. The company would reimburse me $10,000 for the inconvenience. He also informed me that my shift would be extended to twelve hours instead of the eight it had been.
Two days before I was due to arrive I finally managed to get a call through to Nikki. I wasn’t going to tell her by an e-mail or leave a message this is too important. I told her the company had canceled my vacation time for the time being but did give me $10,000 for the inconvenience. Nikki was a little mad but the money helped. She finally said, “We can use the $10,000 for furniture.” I agreed that she could use it on any furniture she wanted. I’d rather have spent this week with her.
Twelve hour shifts really suck, it seems like it takes all the rest of the day just to have two meals and a little rest, before you’re right back at the job. A month later everything calms back down and we went back to eight hour shifts.
During this time we still have a lot of high-profile insurgents, some with large bounties on their heads. The company I work for didn’t stop us from looking for these people, but they certainly didn’t encourage it. On convoy duty one day I noticed the man just stepping out of a small building near the edge of our town. I knew his face immediately he was one of the insurgents that had nearly $1.25 million bounty on him. I talked to three of my friends at the company added a fifth member before setting out after him. The warrant wanted him alive, if possible. So we brought along a few tasers that someone had mailed to themselves. We hit the compound during evening prayer, we knew we had the best chance of getting in and out without causing a major disturbance.
Turns out we not only got him but to others with quarter million on them as well. After turning them in, we collected $350,000 per member of our little group. I didn’t tell Nikki about the $350,000 I knew she would be angry that I risked my life. Our boss was irritated that we hadn’t included him, but when we brought back some of the Intel showing that we were going to be there next target he quickly got over it. We spent the next month and a half on twelve hour shifts.
When it came time for my next vacation again I was informed and reimbursed, but no vacation. Nikki didn’t seem to mind this time.
The week that I was post be on vacation I spotted another insurgent of those smaller bounty on this one, I went to the boss this time and he got the four others that we used the last instance. This was much easier with support; but this time didn’t go so well. There were six insurgents in a different compound and they were constructing IEDs we managed to get five of them went the sixth unknown to us, set off the IEDs instead of being captured. The explosion wounded two of our crew, in nearly killed one of the insurgents that we had captured and destroyed most of the Intel. We still made almost a half million off that raid. And the two guys we got injured were not all that bad off a few stitches and one piece of scrap metal removed. They were back to work in a week.
The rest of my time went by quietly, although it seemed harder to get a call in to Nikki. Her excuse was a job was getting to be a pain and she would quit it shortly. She wanted to spend as much time with me as she could once I returned back home.
I told her, I had a big surprise for her when I got back home. That was two weeks before I was due to leave two days later we spotted another group with bounties. All five of us plus the boss work this group we did a bit of Intel just two days’ worth that saved us a lot of trouble. We hit them fast and hard when they weren’t ready for it, none of them got hurt and just importantly none of us got hurt. We even got a bonus for the Intel we collected. The six of us collected $500,000 total off that last raid. So my year in the sand got me just over 1.5 million, most of it tax-free because the bounties were tax-free.
I shook my boss’ hand that day I left. He said if ever I needed to come back he would greatly appreciate my help in the bounty hunting. The others that left the same day I did all headed for home. When I landed in New York I try to call Nikki from the airport with my arrival time, but all I got was the answering machine. From our last conversation I thought she would be free not having a job at the moment. I called her mother hoping she was there. Nikki’s Mother answered and when she recognized my voice she started to cry and couldn’t talk to me. Nikki’s sister Maria came on the line and she said. “I don’t know how to tell you this but Nikki is dead.” My world crumpled in that instant. I was in shock as I boarded the plane headed home to San Antonio.
Nikki’s family met me at the airport, I had been crying the entire trip from New York to Atlanta to San Antonio, so my eyes are red and puffy which really looks strange because I’m about 6 foot two with 48 inch shoulders at 36 inch waist and about two hundred and ten pounds of solid muscle. Nikki’s father and mother hugged me and help me to their car. They drove me to a hotel room. I didn’t want to go back to the apartment I just couldn’t stay there without Nikki. They tell me try to get some sleep and they come by tomorrow.
The next day a police detective comes by to question me in the morning, I tell him all that I know. That I spoke to Nikki sixteen days ago and she was going to quit her job before I return. Nikki been killed four days ago by someone stocking her. She was killed in the apartment parking lot and they had no clue on the assailant. I was clear due to my passport not being stamped until yesterday, and I this show a paper trail of where I was over the time and I was in the Middle East when the crime occurred.
The detective gave me a warning not to involve myself in the investigation. “The police will handle this.” That was all he said. Then he left.
The corner later that day released Nikki’s body so we could bury her. Besides her family and friends that I knew group of shady people that I had no idea of who they were attended Nikki’s funeral. I was sure I got a copy of the attendance list. I started by asking family after a week what Nikki had been up to while I was gone. It took a long time before they opened up and told me Nikki had been working at a club, they believed as a waitress.
I went to the club and the bartender recognized me from the funeral. She poured me a drink on the house. It took a little while but I found that Nikki had been a dancer there. I still carried a picture of Nikki in my wallet, although this information didn’t make me happy I still believed Nikki had been a good wife. And until someone can prove otherwise I wouldn’t believe some of the stories would be true to her. Like most the dancers were actually prostitutes. I let my beard grow just a change my looks a little bit.
The apartment complex manager called and I have to tell if I wanted to clear out our apartment, or come up with the rent I went and paid two months’ rent so I wouldn’t have to hurry moving everything in a rush. I stayed in a long time hotel, one that charged just under $200 a week. But I have to go into the apartment and begin retrieving Nikki’s items. I enlisted the help of her family. Her mother couldn’t bring herself to go into her apartment. Nikki’s two younger sisters came to help me. We bag all of Nikki’s clothing. Some of the outfits were obviously for her dancing. Nikki sisters place those in a separate bag and took them to the trash.
The police had obviously went through her apartment. Didn’t look like they have done a very thorough job at it because in the bottom of Nikki’s closet I found box hidden full cash nearly $25,000 in tens and twenties. On our computer I found a letter to me, obviously it was a Dear John letter that she never finished. She apologized, for breaking her marriage vowels saying that she no longer was worthy of me. Reading it several times it sounded like what Nikki would write. Knowing Nikki was considering ending our marriage hurt but not more than her death.
We found a set of keys to a Mustang, obviously a spare set to a new car. I used the car alarm to locate the car. In the parking lot was a red Mustang about ten months old, by the license sticker. I checked the glove compartment and found about $50 in one dollar bills and about $800 in tens and 20s. I also found the insurance and the title for the car. Going to her file cabinet I found the pink slip showing Nikki as the owner. The bad thing about the car was the perfume didn’t smell at all like Nikki to me.
I talk to the police about the car and I transferred it to Maria, I really didn’t want the car. Maria sixteen at the time and I use some the money from the apartment to pay the fees and insurance. The detectives also told me the cases gone cold. Which is police talk for they don’t know who it was and stop bothering us.
After my beard had grown in I colored my hair from Sandy blonde to dark Brown; got brown contacts before I ever went back to the club Nikki worked at. I talked to a couple of the other girls acting like I come in just to see Nikki, and I’ve been out of town for a long time. I threw a lot of money around enough to get attention from all the girls. When a few of them told me that Nikki had been killed I acted all sad for only a second or two before talking them into a table dance. Between my beard and new hair color and eye color the bartender didn’t even recognize me, although I didn’t speak to her directly. It took a few days before I found out more about Nikki.
One of the girls there was a friend of Nikki’s that I knew. When I explained that I was looking for Nikki she actually teared up for a second or two. I asked her what happened and she told me one of Nikki’s regulars has started stocking her. Her last night there he had insisted that she spend as much time with him as she could, even after he ran out of money he wanted her to spend time with him. She pointed across the bar at a guy sitting by himself. He comes in here every night but every girl’s creeped out by him. So only the new girls that don’t know better will dance for him.
She looks at me hard before saying. “Mark, I already told this to the police. I think they checked him out. So don’t get yourself into trouble messing with him. When Nikki was here all she did was dance, but she felt it was a betrayal to your marriage. The things we girls have to do to get money here a lot of people would consider cheating. But Nikki loved you, and she hated working here.”
I hand her $500 and tell her maybe you should take the rest of the night off. She shakes her head yes before she has back to the DJs booth to take her name off the rotation.
I set there watch the guy quietly from across the bar one thing about strip clubs they are dark, easy to observe someone if you put yourself in the right spot. I asked a few of the older girls about that guy saying I seen him somewhere hassling some girl in a parking lot. That seemed to get a few of them talking and I talked about him hassling Nikki about quitting. They told me he claimed to love her.
I tipped them well and let them dance but I wasn’t interested in them. I watched the guy drink until he could barely stand. As he began to leave I made sure I would be close to him on the way out. Actually wanted a few steps ahead of him and I acted as drunk as he was if not a little more.
When I stopped and leaned against the wall waiting for him the past just at the right moment I acted like I’m falling I knocked him over onto the ground. I lifted his wallet quickly acting like brushing dirt off of him. I apologize loudly slurring my words. When he accepted my apology and staggered away I turned and waited until he rounded the corner before going to his wallet. The first thing I noticed was the police badge. The bastard was a detective on the very police force assigned to locate my wife’s killer.
I quickly got his name address and every other thing I could find out about him that his wallet was show. I heard him loudly exclaim. “Where the fuck is my wallet?”
I decided to be a Good Samaritan and help the officer out, staggering I follow him around the corner. He was standing by his car looking confused I waved his wallet at him gain his attention. “Is this yours I just found it on the ground?” Looking through it he handed me 10 bucks, before thanking me.
I got a plate office car as he got in I pretended to be calling my wife for a ride. Turning down his offer to drive me home, I couldn’t do much more than make sure he got a DWI but that may put him at this club. Maybe those stupid detectives will put two and two together and finally come up with something other than 22. I called in to the tip line that I saw someone leaving this club who could barely stand up. He got in a car with the detective’s license plate numbers and is driving away.
I had to smile when a standard marked patrol car pulled him over right at the corner. He flashed his badge but it didn’t do much good this time because I called back into the tip line thanking them for their fast action on pulling over a DWI. As I hung up, I am recording the action using the video capture feature of my cell phone. If the cop let them go I was sure to put this on YouTube. Looked for a second like he was going to, but his radio got his attention one more time.
After that he pulled them out and started going through the normal DWI test performed for traffic stop when the detective refused the police sergeant put him in the back of the car. By this time three more patrol cars had shown up. I continue to record the action.
The next day I checked the arrest reports and his name is on it. Apparently got very hostile at the precinct, refusing to give a blood sample, until a court order come through and he was physically restrained as they draw it, his blood was .12 at the time. Well above Texas legal limit of .08 the DWI stuck. The fact that he was arrested right outside of the club where Nikki had worked, seem to go unnoticed.
I requested a copy of Nikki’s autopsy through a lawyer, it took a week but I got it. This really hurt, I found out Nikki was pregnant and there’s no way it could’ve been mine. I have the lawyer see if samples of the fetal tissue still existed so a DNA comparison could be performed. There was a DNA performed on the fetus and that was part of a different autopsy report. I don’t know about those detectives but I sure had my primary suspect. At this point I wish I hadn’t started this, ignorance is bliss, but I’m still mad about Nikki’s killer getting off just because they’re not going to look into a police officer that closely.
At this point my six weeks of vacation is up and I have to go in to work at my gate guard job for the security company or arrange a leave of absence.
I go back to work for a week, when a red Mustang driving to the gate since a chill down my spine. It’s not Nikki’s of course, Maria’s not driving it. It just looks like Nikki’s car. That’s when the idea hit me, Maria looks so close to Nikki if she wasn’t just sixteen now you wouldn’t be able to tell the two of them apart specially in the dark. If Maria dressed like Nikki I wonder what that would do to that bastard’s nerves.
That afternoon I talked to Maria I told her I thought I knew who may have killed Nikki. She had a hundred questions I try to answer most of them but there’s a lot of I had no clue. I say “I don’t know at this time, but I’m going to damn well find out.”
I asked if she’d mind unnerving the guy I thought might’ve done it. She agreed with me as long as I stayed close. I felt I can defend her. Damn sure no way I was going to let her be strangled like Nikki had been.
Part of my job I had a carry permit. So I purchased a new 1911 pistol 45ACP instead of using my 9 mm pistol that may not be fatal with a single shot, but a 45 with a Hydro Shock rounds anywhere in the chest probably would be. That night Maria comes over and I explain exactly what I intended, I go and get one of Nikki’s more sexy outfits and have Maria dress in it. Seeing Maria standing there wearing that dress I almost break down and cry. The two of them look so much alike it’s scary.
Sure enough that asshole still hanging around the same club, I have the bartender send over a triple with a very strong alcohol. I want him just a little impaired when he sees Maria, I’ll make sure it’s always at a distance.
After he finishes the drink I have one of the girls go over and asking if he seen Nikki lately when he tells her, “That bitch is dead.”
I’ve already told her to tell him. “No she’s not, she was in witness protection but she got out of it because her husband came back from overseas. She came and picked her last paycheck up and went home. If you hurry you might actually catch her.”
That’s when I have Maria walk slowly by the front door, where he sets he should be able to get a glance of her. Nikki’s friend gives me a quick call letting me know it’s working. He’s headed for the door and quick.
Maria is already in the car, I have her down in the backseat so I can drive I’ll stay ahead of him. As soon as he is on the sidewalk I pull out. I turn like I’m going back to Nikki’s apartment complex. By the time of the first stop sign I can tell he’s following, I maintain a decent distant between us. If he speeds up I speed up and make sure he doesn’t catch up with me. I arrive at our old address a good minute ahead of him. I have Maria go in to the apartment lock the door and called police on her cell phone.
He screeches to a halt just in time to see Maria disappear into the apartment. When he steps out of his car he has his pistol drawn as he heads towards the door I intercept him. I shout. “PUT DOWN YOUR WEAPON.” As he turns he makes a mistake a lifting the gun instead of dropping it. I fired twice before he can aim. I hit him two times in the chest before he drops. Maria steps into the door looking out. That bastard still isn’t quite dead yet but I kick his gun away from him.
He said. “What do I got to do to get rid of you. I couldn’t buy you off after I raped you. I couldn’t strangle you to death now I’m not able to…” The bastard dies right then. If it wasn’t for the fact that Maria caught that on video and gave a copy to the local news, I probably would ended up in jail a lot longer. But my wife’s cold case got marked solved/closed after that.
The past ends, and I’m forced begin again.
Chapter 2
The next day I go to Nikki’s grave site, I have a dozen her favorite flowers placing them on the grave I say to her. “Nikki I’m sorry I wasn’t here to protect you. I know that bastard raped you. I know now none of this was your fault. I got to kill that bastard last night I hope you will rest in peace now.” With tears streaming down my face I leave. I’ll always love Nikki, not Nikki the dancer, but Nikki my wife.
The next day I put in to go back overseas. I send my old boss an e-mail and he arranges that I again get assigned to him. Because I have been there I don’t need to re-accomplish the special training I’ll be gone in eighteen days. My old boss arranges that I receive that time as vacation.
I spent the next day shopping for special items to mail myself. This time I take an e-reader loaded with his many books as it will hold. I purchased a few other things that I can either trade with or use in the Middle East. I’m mail everything off in several different boxes.
The day after that I need to think Maria for her help. The two of us set down outside of her house on the small porch. Maria actually thinks me first. “For some reason I know if we had not done that he would never been caught. We found out his wife lied for him, gave him an alibi the night he killed Nikki. Because I recorded what he said they’re not going to give her his retirement.”
I remark. “I wonder if in six months she’ll be dancing at some club the make enough money to feed herself.”
Maria tells me. “Mark, Nikki didn’t start dancing until she had to replace the old car. She told me she really hated it. I didn’t talk to her for a long time after she told me she was going to start stripping. I actually told her that that would be cheating on you. I told her I hated her for it. I’m really sorry those were the last words I said to my sister. I wish I’d known, I wish I hadn’t done that…” Maria begins to cry and I take her in my arms. She cries for a long time and I gently stroke her hair, her back and just let her cry.
With a sadness that I hope Maria will never feel, when Maria finally stops I say to her. “I’m sure what Nikki done she thought she had to. She didn’t want to burden me with the fact she needed a new car. She was afraid if I was to worry about her I wouldn’t do what I needed to stay safe. I forgive her for dancing. But she didn’t cause that bastard to do what he did. He raped her, and then when she wouldn’t give up the baby he strangled her. Once I got back she was going to leave me because of the baby. She wouldn’t burden me with a child that wasn’t mine even under those circumstances.”
Maria says to me. “If I were you I don’t know if I could forgive her.”
Still holding onto Maria I tell her. “I love Nikki, and always will. I never knew Nikki the dancer so I will forgive the Nikki that was my wife. I can’t hate her for doing something to protect me. I’ll be leaving in about sixteen more days. I’m going back overseas.”
With a confused expression Maria asks me. “I thought you hated it, being overseas away from home.”
Maria’s family is the closest thing I have the family, my mother and father expired shortly after my eighteenth birthday. They didn’t have life insurance, I scraped up just enough money to bury the two of them, and finally settle the debts. It took everything they had in the world to do this. I was an only child so that left me all alone.
Now with Nikki dead, I really didn’t have anyone close to me. I’m still holding onto Maria it’s almost like I’m holding Nikki. But I know the difference whereas Nikki was more of adventurous, Maria is definitely the good girl. I finally tell Maria. “Without Nikki here, I don’t have a reason to stay. I’ll be able to make enough money while overseas that I should probably have a chance to change my life.”
Maria finally asks me a question. “Marcus, would you mind if I wrote you? I know I’m not Nikki, but I still love you. She had you so easily. Sometimes I don’t think she really understood how good of a man you are.”
I will little taken aback by Maria’s statement, can she really me that she’s in love with me, or is it more like a brother, or brother-in-law thing. I get her e-mail and promise I’ll send her one once I’m settled. Letting her go I give her a kiss on the cheek. Not wanting to find out that it’s a different kind of love then the brother-in-law type. I just don’t want to deal with my feelings at the moment.
I leave and try not to think about it, going back to my temporary residence for the night.
The next day I decide to do something about all the money I earned. I go to a specialty investment company that deals with former military. I invest 1 .4 million I have in high interest stocks and bonds, arranging for the money to roll over. I leave myself enough to pay for the room and purchased Maria and her family a nice gift. I get a 50 inch LED HDTV set for the family. I buy Maria a nice laptop one capable of video conferencing, I tell her that’s so I can talk to her over the Internet. I try to spend a little time with my former in-laws before I leave. They always accepted me after Nikki and I were married. I even paid Maria’s auto insurance for a full year. Telling her she owes me and I will not have to call a taxi when I return. Maria laughs and ensures that she will be my taxi whenever I get into town.
A week after I arrived I e-mail Maria for the first time. It’s three days before she replies. Her parents don’t have an Internet connection, and she had to go to a local coffee shop to use their Wi-Fi. We e-mail back and forth for a long time.
My boss has gotten the original team back together, the five of us plus him. He plans the ops, looks up leads for us, and generally manages the five of us. We don’t have normal duty anymore, were solely on bounty hunting. The security company decided they wanted to get in good with the military. So we do the things the military can’t, won’t or don’t have a mission for. Namely go after all the bounties of the insurgents, former military or just general criminals. As a result we bounce around from place to place. The money that I made over an entire year last time, I’m now making every week or two. I’m still e-mailing and when I can a video chat with Maria. I get one in on Christmas, and next one in February on her birthday. I ask Maria what she would want for her seventeenth birthday. She asked me if I could come home that May to take her to senior prom. I get the dates but make no promises this new job I’m working at may not let me.
Going to my boss I asked him for the dates in May to have vacation. The rest of the crew wants to go off as well, so we all take three weeks during May. If I catch all the flights right I should get home the morning of Maria’s prom. I order a tux made by a local tailor who is quite good. The tuxedo although expensive would cost me a lot more stateside, to have it tailored there.
Of course the flights don’t happen like their posted. I arrive late in the afternoon on the same day of her prom. Maria said she was going to go by herself and if she was extremely lucky a nice gentleman would show up to dance with her. Arriving a little too late, to pick up Maria, after picking up my rental car I drive to a friend’s house who stored some items for me while I was gone. I showered and dressed in my tux and left for Maria’s prom.
I parked in my rental car the parking lot is packed, as a long walk to the front door of dance hall the high school rented for the prom. Making my way through the cars I hear a scream. Some people would normally run from it, some people would just ignore it, but I’m not made that way. Judging the direction I had straight toward where I think it came from. I hear more screams and some laughter from a couple rolls over. I see three or four shadowy figures standing around the car. The shouting of from within is a girl trying to defend herself against a rapist. That voice sounds very familiar as I get closer.
Three of them see me coming and turn to intercept me. The first one throws a punch and I catches wrist breaking his arm and kicking his knee leaving him crippled on the ground. The second assailant I toss nearly twenty feet into a windshield of a truck. Adrenaline you got a love it, unless you are the guy ending up in a windshield.
As I run to the car the third assailant I just knockout without even slowing down. He was trying to do a roundhouse kick which I merely sidestepped. Now I see the rapist in the car raise his arm to strike the girl but before he can I grabbed him pulling him from the vehicle, he is more surprised than anything as he comes out pants around his ankles. He was poised with his cock pushed against her labia, but he hadn’t managed to push it in yet. As he goes to strike me I dodge and give him knee to his balls as fast and hard as I can. He crumples over and I give him two fast hits to put him on the ground. I pull my cell phone out and dial 911 before checking on the girl. I can hear sobs from inside the car. Without bending over I tell her. “I think I got them all. Are you okay?”
Doing her best to straighten her torn dress she slowly sets up. When she begins to speak I know for sure it’s Maria. Maria says. “Thank you. You just saved me from being raped.”
When the third assailant groans as he comes back to consciousness only in the very distance can I hear a police car approaching, when he stands he makes mistake of pulling back to make a punch at me. I don’t hold anything back I hit him so hard I know I break several of his ribs and his jaw. He falls back on the ground not willing to move. Maria slides out of the open car door. The guy that was on top of her she kicks twice, before she even looks up to see who her rescuer is.
A smile crosses her face the instant she sees my face. She cries. “I was praying you would show up to rescue me.” Even though her dress is torn down to the waist she throws herself around me, both arms hold my neck as she kisses me. A small crowd has gathered as the police car approaches. I remove my jacket quickly and wrap Maria in it. I couldn’t help but notice how beautiful her body has become, her breasts her perky and nipples was rather hard due to the cool air.
Once I remove my jacket, the holsters holding my two 1911 style pistols can be seen. Maria asked. “Why didn’t you just shoot the bastards?”
I chuckle before I tell her. “Do you have any idea what they will do to those rapists in jail?”
Maria starts laughing before she says. “They deserve it, they all were going to use me.”
Only thing I say. “Well the police should be able the handle this one.”
I stay at Maria side all through the process. I have to show my carry license. I point to the fact that Maria is now wearing my jacket. Under the circumstances the officers don’t have a major problem. One of the officer’s offers a blanket to Maria replacing my jacket. I dress in my jacket to again conceal my firearms. Well after midnight the police finally released Maria into my care.
She didn’t want her parents to know about the event, until I convinced her that it would be best coming from her than finding out through the news. I’m setting on the sofa as Maria tells her father and mother about what occurred. The four charged with assault, and sexual battery. Not for rape due to the fact I prevented him from actually penetrating.
Turns out the four were football players, two of which are now unable to continue with their plans for college or pro ball, the other two, schools that they had scholarships with, quickly withdrawal them.
Maria insists that I accompany her on at least a date. She says. “I’ve missed my prom because of those bastards. It’s not your fault but could you make it up to me.”
Informing her I say. “It’s the airlines fault Maria, if they had been on time I would’ve been here by one and escorted you all the way to the prom.” The airlines will say it was due circumstances beyond their control.
Maria tells me. “You were just in time to save me and that’s all that matters.”
Maria and I do spend a lot of time together during those three weeks. I come to realize I miss being married. Even at Maria side I still am missing Nikki and that will never change. I do realize I miss the comfort and security of having someone you know loves you.
I keep having strange dreams every night. Nicky speaks to me and my dreams. She tells me that I have to fall in love again. She’ll never be able to return to me. She will always love me and she so sorry everything happened the way it did. She tells me to love her sister, because Maria loves me.
I transfer a lot of my money I had made already into my high interest accounts, as it is now I make more money in interest per day than I used to make in two weeks’ pay. Seeing my balance I realize there is something I need to tell Maria. If I had told Nikki about making that $350,000 I could easily send her enough to pay for that car, and a house. She wouldn’t have been a stripper and maybe that were saved her life.
I’ll only be here four more nights before I had to fly out. I set down with Maria I cannot even look her in her face before I start. “Maria about the time Nikki had to buy the new car. I and a group of my fellow mercenaries captured an insurgent with a bounty on his head. My share the bounty was $350,000. If I had told Nikki she could’ve stopped or not even started stripping. She would’ve been mad at me for risking my life for money. But she probably would still be alive today.”
Maria doesn’t take a second before she says. “You don’t know. No one could know that. That asshole might’ve been there and seen her the first day she began to dance. You were not gone a week before she started that job as a stripper. I didn’t want to tell you this before. You didn’t need the pain of knowing you were barely out the door before she was already taken her clothes off in front of men.”
Maria was right about that although I had my suspicions because she would never tell me the new job she had taken. But what Maria said made sense. You can’t live your life on ifs and maybe’s. I pull Maria for the first time to me not in pain but because I want to feel her next to me. Looking in to her face I know Maria wants me too. Then we both move forward our lips meet, kissing Nikki was great. Kissing Maria nearly stops my heart, this is the most powerful feeling I had ever known.
When we finally break our kiss, Maria has tears in her eyes but a broad smile on her face. I look into her eyes and I am immediately drawn into them, even more powerful than what Nikki did to me. Before I realize it I say. “Maria I love you.”
Maria holds on to me as she says. “It’s about damn time you realize that. I love you too.”
Laughing Carlos comes out he says to me. “Marcus you were so good for Nikki, you made her much better of a person as long as you were around her. I know you loved her and still do. But now I know you also love my Maria. She will be as good to you as you were to Nikki. I think Nikki would like this, I know she loved both of you and would want to see you happy.”
Maria giggling says simply. “Thanks Daddy.”
Carlos orders fatherly. “Now spend the rest of you guys time together and don’t worry about anything else. We’ll have a wedding as soon as you get back Marcus.”
Maria giggles and pulls me out to my car practically pushing me towards my door then she runs around and gets in. I drive her off to my hotel room. It’s not a bad hotel not a five-star but better than I used to spend time in. Seeing where I’m going to Maria asks. “You stay here Mark?” I simply shake my head yes. I park then lead a very cheery Maria up to my hotel room.
Once inside the door, Maria runs off to the restroom. It’s a few minutes before she comes out, she is fully nude with a devilish grin on her face. Seen her gorgeous body I practically rip the clothing from mine. Once we both stand nude Maria pulls me onto the king-sized bed.
My mouth again finds hers and a long hot passionate kiss that gives my hands time to caress every inch of my lover’s body. When I break my kiss finally I start running down her beautiful neck with small kisses just kissing every inch or so. As I begin to kiss on the sensitive skin of her breast. Maria moans with each kiss when I finally touch her areola her hands stroke down the back of my head as soon as my mouth closes around her nipple which is hard as a rock her hands pulled hard, holding me against her chest and Maria moans saying. “I’m glad you saved this, you’re the only person I want to give myself to.”
For some reason I need to tell Maria all about what I do. I know, I feel I’ve never done anything wrong in what I do. Actually it saves lives, both ours and insurgents we’ve gotten pretty good at keeping them alive. But I still need to tell Maria everything before we go any further.
“Maria sorry I need to tell you everything about my job before we go any further.”
Maria looking in my face sees the seriousness of my expression and says. “As long as you understand I love you, and that’s not going to change.”
I nod my head before I continue. “Maria I am a bounty hunter, mostly insurgents and criminals in the Middle East. I’m not going to tell you I haven’t ever killed anyone because I have, but I’ve always killed as a last resort and only when I have to.”
Maria asks. “Do you have a clear conscience?”
With a small smile I tell her. “I know the people that I killed have killed others in the past. They were planning to kill again. If I can avoid killing them I do. Yes my conscience is clear.”
Maria pulls me into a passionate kiss before she says. “That’s all I needed to know.”
I kiss her again and again work down her neck onto her breasts and begin to play with her nipples. Maria moans. “If you stop this time I’m going to hit you.”
The only thing that keeps me from laughing is the fact that I know she’s deadly serious. So I continue to gently play with my lover, tease her breast into full arousal. Licking and sucking on her nipples Maria moans her approval. Her hands gently hold me to her breasts as I tease them. Allow my free hand to slowly caress down her body. There’s not a single hair on her gorgeous body other than her pretty head. Her skin is incredibly smooth, soft and warm to my touch. I softly nuzzle her breast then moved my mouth to the other to tease it. Maria shivers in excitement as I begin to tease that breast. Allow my hand to gently cup her pubic mound and slide between her legs feeling her labia. She already shows signs of her arousal. Her inner lips protrude and are wet her clitoris stands just outside of its protective hood. Maria shakes as my finger gently runs across it. I kiss across her flat stomach as I slide down the bed. Using my fingers to gently part her inner lips and slide down to her vagina. I kiss the top of her pubic mound and Maria spreads her legs wide to give me full access to her beautiful body. My tongue gently crosses onto her clitoris as Maria jerks her hips forward. I close my mouth over her clit and gently nurse it, playing with it with my tongue as it seems even get longer. Maria moans. “Oh my, don’t you dare stop. Keep that up! Oh yes, oh yes oh, oh, oh, YES! YES!”
As I played with Maria’s clitoris she screams her pleasure then shakes, holding my head with both her hands and her legs tightly. She forces her clit into my mouth as I suck and play with it until her orgasm subsides, and then she releases my head.
Maria still breathing hard as her body relaxes and stops twitching. With the handful of my hair she gently pulls my face away from her. She pulls me up to where I’m on her chest, facing the she is invited me for a kiss and which I gladly give.
I brake so she can catch her breath, but I don’t wait till she’s fully recovered before position my cock to push into her body. As soon as she feels my cock begin to stretch her vagina Maria moans. “Oh yes my lover make me your woman.” I need no further invitation I gently push and my cock slowly sinks until it hits the hymen. Before she can tense up I push hard taking her Cherry. I sink about 3 inches deeper before the movement stops. Maria only grunts for a second then looks at my face. She says. “That wasn’t so bad. But it still hurts.”
Stroking her hair and watching her beautiful face I say. “Give it a little time love, in a moment or two the pain will go away and we can continue.” I begin to kiss her passionately as her arms wrap around me our tongues meet, they play back and forth for time. I fill leg gently wrap around me and then her other leg also crosses over my ass. Now she gently pulls me deeper. I move very slowly stretching her for the very first time. I have a long hard cock that so far she’s only taking less than half of. I want to give her body time to come accustom to me. With each second she gets wetter as I slowly move back and forth now moving deeper with each stroke. She hasn’t fully taken me into her body when I touch her cervix. Maria shivers hard and moans at the contact. I hold still for a few seconds allowing her body to stretch then I pull back and slowly pushed back to her cervix. Each time I touch her cervix Maria moans not in pain but in pleasure. “Oh you’re so big, I feel so full, now faster, fuck me faster.”
I speed my rhythm moving a little further with each stroke now. It doesn’t take long before Maria is shaking, she moans with each contact to her cervix and I pushed just a little harder against it. I feel it stretch both opening and moving deeper into her body. Finally Maria is shaking hard as she thrusts up with every stroke I give her now her pussy spasms and tries to milk my cock as Maria screams. “I POPPY, FUCK ME. I’M CUMMING.”
It’s been so long, I could no longer hold out I push hard and her cervix slides around the head of my cock as I push into her womb, Maria gives a scream as she shakes and spasms. Her eyes fly open wide as she feels my cock starting to pee cum directly into her womb. Maria screams. “I POPPY GIVE IT TO ME.”
I shivers shake as I thrust short hard thrusts into her giving her all of my seed. I in great shape, but I’m so out of breath I feel I’m going to faint from the exertion. Maria holds on to me tightly as her pussy clamps down hard on my cock. So hard it’s almost painful but it still milks the last of my seed into her.
Maria falls limply to the bed now her legs sliding off me. I pulled myself from her as a torrent of cum, her juices and a good deal of blood flow onto the sheets of the bed.
I should have worn a condom, I love her but I don’t want her to be pregnant just yet. I want children with this woman more than I want anything. I want to be there with her whenever she needs me. I would hate to be overseas and Maria carrying my child without me to help her.
I moved beside her and watch her face. Her breathing tells me she’s asleep. There’s a smile that constantly covers her face. Even now as I can tell she dreams she still smiles. I watched continually for a long time as I hold my love. She dreams in my arms. Finally she takes a deep breath in her eyes open. Smile that plays upon her lips spreads showing her beautiful teeth. “I was dreaming about you, you were playing with our children. We had own place a nice big house, cattle and horses on our ranch.”
Smiling I ask. “Do you remember where our ranch is?”
Holding me close she says. “I’ll take you there tomorrow, but tonight I sleep in your arms.” She kisses me before she again closes her eyes and whispers to me. “Sleep my love, sleep in my arms as I sleep in yours.”
It doesn’t take her a few seconds the drop off back to sleep, I feel so at peace, so loved and so comfortable I fall asleep.
In the morning I feel lips touching mine. My eyes open to see Maria kissing me. We still hold each other tightly. She giggles when she sees my eyes open. “There you are my love. It’s time for us to get up.”
We do and find our ranch, as I write a check to the realtor. Maria can’t believe I now have that kind of money. But I draw from my investment accounts; going to the local bank I place nearly 200,000 in it for Maria to ready the ranch for my return. I hire a lawyer draw up a power of attorney to allow her to act in my behalf concerning the ranch. It only takes a half an hour to accomplish that. Maria insists on a prenuptial agreement once I explained to her how much money I now control.
We stop at a jeweler for ring for my love. I had to pay extra to have it done quickly but I’m short on time. We have a nice dinner and go back to my hotel to enjoy the time together. The night flies by much too fast and again is morning. Today I take Maria home for a few hours. She shows her family her ring, and then we tell them of the ranch that I now own.
I asked Carlos if he can help Maria at the ranch and he agrees. I tell him they have $200,000 to accomplish everything at the ranch. He looks in near disbelief. That’s when I explained to him what my new job is overseas. How we capture insurgents and criminals for the bounty. I have six months more and should make another 20 million during that time.
Carlos laughs. “You think they would take an old infantrymen like me?”
That’s when I confessed to help tough the job really is, “I don’t want you to worry, but this job is really dangerous and I’m making every penny I get.” As soon as I get over there I’ll have a will make out giving Maria everything. But I’m only damn sure I make it back.”
The next six months goes by quickly for me. Each day we capture a new insurgent, the first six months was just a warm up for this. When it’s all over and done with, I contract is now up and we collect our final bounty checks. We have been very busy during that last six months. Each member the crew is thirty-five million dollars richer just over the last six months. But it seems like each and every time we had raid the Intel leads us straight to another group. As long as we get moving quickly they didn’t have time to adjust and we were able to capture several, sometimes two groups in a day. We spent the last 30 days training our replacements they went with us that every raid we did. About ten people split the bounties for those raids. We did lots of double raids during that time. Last ten days all we do was back them up which was fine with the rest of us we’ve had enough danger for a lifetime.
Flying home felt so good, we had a day layover in London. I actually get to spend some time shopping for Maria. I want to get her a special present. I found a beautiful necklace and had it ship it to my ranch. It will arrive a day after I do.
My homecoming is something pretty special Maria welcomes me back into her arms never to leave, we marry in a small church wedding only a week after I return. Within three months Maria was pregnant and I never have to leave her side, unless it was just to pick up our children. We live, work and play together, made love and more babies, we are happy. That’s all that matters. How bad could it be anyway?
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This story is pure fantasy. After reading stories on this website and being impressed with the basic ideas, but disappointed with the lack of description, I decided to mix a few together with some of my own ideas and I do plagerize myself from time to time. I also tried to be a little more descriptive. I encourage more people to do the same. For anyone who doesn’t like the themes listed, such as incest or rape, please don’t read any further. For everyone else, be thankful for the 1st Amendment. I hope you all enjoy!
If you haven’t read part 1, you probably want to read it first. Sorry for the delay in posting this second chapter. I meant to write it sooner, but well, life happens. There is more of a slow buildup to this chapter as it helps to further the story along.
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My faithful I present to you the final chapter of the Road Trip Series. Enjoy and comment at your leisure.
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Dean is an old snowboarding mate of mine who was crashing on my couch for a couple of weeks early season. We were both kinda horny so I suggested we go to the hot tub and wait for a chick friend of mine to join us…. she wasn’t really invited.
The two of us were wearing speedos and after talking about some of our sexual experiences we ended up……
So this started in the 8th grade around second semester and being a normal guy I had intrest in women.
I loved every thing About em well we had 7 periods of course I didn’t focus on all Of em but it wasn’t me talking or messin around periods 2.5.6.7 All had the girl of every guy dreamed about in my classes a 5,3 105 pound blue eyed blond beauty.
She didn’t need any makeup to look perfect Julie.
I’d always Noticed her even talked to her a select few times but it changed in April for my 16th birthday my dad uncle me my cousins went out quading well I come to say I fucked up I made to sharp a turn that my ATV and I couldn’t handle and needless to say I had fractured my ankle so a cast and crutches were my future for the next 6 weeks of my life.
well my school being big took me forever to move none the less having a 20 pound bag to carry for the upcoming finals well me being stubborn said no to being let out early to switch classes or people helping me.
I was late everyday one day just being frustrated I tried to get out so quickly I fell I felt stupid Moronic for not allowing myself help. as I stayed back waiting for everyone else to leave Julie walked up and asked if she could help me caving in and admitting defaet I reluctantly said yes
as we were walking me hobbling I asked why she had asked to help because she had other things she could do she simply replied.
” I’m like you I don’t like help eventhough I need it I had the frustration u have ”
as I looked over I saw her face her eyes her clothes her body everything was perfect about Her Something about her made her look different but sexy. noticing I was starring at her she cleared her throat then asking if there was something wrong I said no and smiled a little knowing she cought me then I said
” sorry I didn’t mean to stare it’s just your… you ya know I’m trying not to sound like a complete ass but your you ”
” yeah I do know that haha ”
” ass mode completed Jim ” speaking to myself
” how do you know I’m me ”
” iv been starring at you every moment in school that I’m there … god why did I say that ”
I made her blush a little
” I don’t know if I should be offended or complemented ”
” I’m no creeper I just know the most beautiful girl iv ever seen is walking down the hall walking and talking to me for reasons I wish never happened and knows exactly how I feel ”
then I noticed what made her look sexier as I looked Back in to these deep blue eyes is she had the perfect amount of eyeliner to make them pop
” that was the nicest thing anybodys said to me ”
she turned and kissed me on the cheek I started blushing
” thank you ”
” please don’t thank me for the truth that I felt I needed to say I rarely share my emotions with any girl I’m mainly afraid of the feeling of rejection but with you it felt like I knew you wouldn’t humiliate me and that you would instantly understand ”
by then we were walkin into 7th world history she sat next to me at my table with my friends slowly she took my hand into hers my friends are looking at me like how n the hell are you holding hands with HER !!!
after class it was time to leave for home I hadn’t gotten a ride to my house so I sat at school 15 minutes after almost everybody dwindled out as I turned my back to leave.
Julie came through the door
” hey jim wait up I can help you home ”
” only if you want to no obligation ”
” I’d love to ”
As we started walking she admitted
” what you said earlier made Me feel wanted for the right reasons not only to be another peice of ass ”
” I’ve never seen you as a sex object eventhough you are jaw dropping beautiful I see you as a women that needs to feel wanted to be loved to be held and I wanna be that guy to do that ”
” is it bad that your the only guy who’s gave me butterflies in my stomach when you speak its incredible ”
” I hope that’s a good thing ”
” it is ”
We walked for a while I could tell my bag was being a burden on her semi small frame
” let me get my bag back ”
” I’m OK ”
“Julie ! I thank you for carrying my bag for me but I can see its becoming a burden and I don’t burden people ever ”
She handed me my bag
” why are men so hard headed ? ”
” first off any guy you see at school is not a man there a hormone red blooded teenager I know I’m one ”
” why ”
” simple every guy wants to be head honcho of everything being top dog makes them the best easily why most good looking guys have good looking girl friends they’re both the best of the best for both sexes its primal nature ”
” fucking wiz kid ”
I looked behind me defiantly knowing that wasn’t Julies voice and of course head honcho Garret Stevens is walking five or six feet behind me
” shut the fuck up Garret ” Julie bursting out in anger
” Julie why the fuck are you talking to not so slim Jim ” snickering
” the fuckd you say ”
I was livid
” shut the fuck up Twinkie I was talking to Julie ”
Julie went to say something I cut her off
“Are you fucking kidding me you degenerate inbred fuck, you wanna eavesdrop on my conversation try to insult me in front of her ( pointing to Julie ) and think I’m just gonna shut up and back off you are really as stupid as you look ”
He approached me clenched fists
” oh what your gonna punch me please do, do it come on make it nice and hard”
I stuck my jaw out and pointed to where I wanted him to punch me
” come on I can’t wait till you do, leg or no leg I’m gonna beat you back into your moms cunt ”
He hesitated to swing to see if I’d flinch I didn’t move I glared at him
” you gonna stand there all day or can me and Julie go I don’t have all day tough guy ”
” yeah you and the slut can go ”
Before I could swing Julies fist was meeting his nose he crumpled like paper then she kicked him in the nuts so hard my asshole twitched at the point of impact all I could say
” Sssssssssss goddamn ”
She started yelling
” YOU CALL ME A SLUT BECAUSE I DIDN”T PUT OUT WHEN WE WENT OUT NEWS FLASH I’M STILL A VIRGIN DICKWAD I RESPECT MY BODY THE ONLY PERSON WHO GETS ME IS THE GUY WHO GIVES A FUCK ABOUT MY EMOTIONS WHO FUCKING CONNECTS TO ME ON A DEEPER LEVEL YEAH AND GO AHEAD AND TRY AND RUIN MY REPUTATION AT SCHOOL ”
she delivered another gut wrenching kick to his man hood and walked away
I spoke quietly to him on the ground
” you ruin her rep I’ll ruin your body ”
I stammered towards her
” Julie! Julie!! Julie!!! ”
She stopped facing away from me I wobbled up behind her and whispered
” julie ”
She turned around her face beat red mascara mixed tears leaving black streaks down her cheeks
” ya did good Julie ”
She leaned into me I dropped my crutches and held her as she wanted she let all of her emotions come flowing out sometime during that time garret got up and stumbled off somewhere after 2 or 3 minutes of crying she started gaining some composure back
” that was a hell of a punch ”
” ha he I know but my hand really hurts ” sniffeling
” lemme get a look ”
” I’m no doctor but I think it I’ll live ”
” haha thank you ”
I kiss her hand and get up to hobble over the bridge as I’m stepping off of the bridge I put my left crutch into the grass it loses grip and slips I follow it tumbling towards the water
” oh shiittt ”
I caught my self right before the edge
” Jesus christ Murphy’s law should be Jim’s law everything that can happen will happen ”
” Jim are you okay ”
She was leaning over me I was looking up straight up in the sun then her body eclipsed mine her face became visible
” yeah ”
” you sure ”
” yeah I’m gonna stay down here for a little ” resting my arm over my eyes
She just stood there
” how bout you join me ”
She sat next to me we stayed like that for 10 or 15 minutes out of the blue I asked
” why ”
” what ”
” why do you give a fuck about me, i was nobody 6 hours ago ”
” you seemed like a legit sweet ass with a few flaws ”
” ah I really am nice aren’t I ”
” I knew I just knew you were gonna get a big head ”
She rolled over on top of me and kissed me ever so gingerly she pulled back and with those Bahama blue eyes stared at me
” was I OK to do that ”
” no yeah um uh its just that’s the first first time I’ve ever been kissed or kissed a girl on the lips
She gave me the best smile not too much but not too little
” really ? ”
” confidence issues remember ”
” right haha ”
” so I’m gonna take a big step more like a leap and assume that you like me am I correct ”
” yep ”
” I’m safe to assume that you like me the same way I like you ”
” yep ”
” god I hope I don’t pass out ”
She gave me another one of those smiles
” Julie ( sighing outwards ) will you go out with me ”
She quickly leaned down and passionately kissed me once I got the hang of it I started kissing back. she noticed I had picked up on how to kiss and opened her mouth slightly running her tounge lightly across my lips
I copied centimeter by centimeter I opened my mouth her tounge peaked into my mouth and slowly she pushed deeper until she had brushed my own I had picked up that she wanted me to do the same and I ran my tounge along hers and she shutterd at the feeling I pulled back
” so I guess that’s a yes ” in between breaths
” Absolutely ”
Some time during us making out she had straddled me and I had the meanest stiffy in the world it was tenting my pants but was restricted about how far it could stick out by the pants, I leaned forward and kissed her again we kissed for awhile before her knees gave out and she landed on my dick we moaned in unison
She started rocking slowly back and forth not speeding up or slowing down moaning deep from within her throat she withdrew from our kiss eyes closed biting her bottom lip she wrapped her arms around me, her eyes opened a sliver she leaned foreword a lowly moaned into my ear and softly blew on it I kissed her bare neck she tasted like she looked
I whispered into her ear
” I’m gonna cum ”
” I already AMMMMMMMMMMMM ”
as soon as she said that my load blew god it was the hardest I’d ever came I fell back my body still rocking from my immense orgasm she landed on top of me she was moaning so loud I knew someone herd us
Her body was twitching when she sad
” god that was incredible ”
I looked down and she looked up those blue eyes connected my own and I swear I already knew we were gonna be together for a long time
We kissed then I looked down we were a mess both of our pants were soaked with our secretions she saw what I was looking at
” fuck we can’t walk home like this ”
” what time is it ”
” 3:30 why ? ”
” I got us a ride ”
I called my friend nick who just got out of high school for the day
” sup nick ”
” nothing much man what’s up ”
” hey could you help me and my girlfriend out by picking us up ”
” yeah where you at ”
” the canal bridge closest side to my house pull into the grass and blow your horn ”
” why can’t you wait on the sidewalk ”
” no questions please I’ll owe ya ”
” OK ill be there in 5 ”
We hung up
” I got us a ride ”
” cool ”
I texted nick
” me n her got hot n hvy and came in our pants ”
” lol nice 1 bud ”
” so if you smell something don’t ask ”
” k ”
Shortly after I herd his horn I helped her into his celica
” hey guys ”
” hey nick thanks ”
” its cool where we goin ”
I looked back and she answers
” I live next to the golf club on Langley ”
We drove and dropped her off and headed back to my house
” dude she’s fucking hot no offence but how ”
” dick ( I said it with the straightest face ) ”
We started cracking up
” honestly I haven’t gotta clue other than I was myself and she still liked me ”
” whatever works I guess ”
” yup ”
We pulled up to my house and said our good byes and I hobbled inside first thing I did was take a shower and dry my cast
I walked into my room and hopped on Facebook first on the feed Julie Robinson has changed her relationship status to in a relationship a couple of her friends had asked who but I had a feeling she had went and took a shower so I accepted the relationship message
And boy o boy did her friends not believe it
A couple saying that I was weird some saying her Facebook was hacked then oddly enough a couple people congradulated her I walked out of my room and down stairs and got something to eat
As I was eating I hadn’t even got her number yet
I went back up stairs got back on my laptop I saw she left me a message and noticed the had written a paragraph sized thing saying it was true and that I was a different guy that had treated her like she wanted god I was proud
Then I opened her message
” I had the best day of my life today thanks to you you don’t know how it felt for me when you said what you said I felt like I was in love no body’s made me this happy or feel this way before thank you also I noticed you never got your number so here it is and I herd what you said to garret thanks text me soon bye ”
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What happened the night before is a mystery.
Sex with the lifeguard of my dreams led to something much more
Two dwarfs go into a bar, where they pick up two prostitutes and take them to their separate hotel rooms. The first dwarf, however, is unable to get an erection. His depression is made worse by the fact that, from the next room, he hears his little friend shouting out cries of “Here I come again ONE, TWO, THREE…UUH!” all night long. In the morning, the second dwarf asks the first, “How did it go?”
The first mutters, “It was so embarrassing. I simply couldn’t get an erection.”
The second dwarf shook his head. “You think that’s embarrassing? I couldn’t even get on the bed…”
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Chapter Three — A Visit from the Earl
James, the Earl of Sade, sat across from King Atheling in front of the roaring fire as they discussed the state of affairs of the land. After a while and several goblets of wine, their conversation turned, as it usually did, to the topic of women and who was the fairest in the land.
“I still say that your mother, the queen is the fairest of all the women in the land,” the earl said, sitting with one leg draped over the arm of the chair as he sipped on his wine and gently tapped his black, leather, knee-high boot on the chair.
“I must agree with you there, James,” Atheling smiled, wondering if the earl knew of his mother, Queen Ides’ new role as his lover.
“Her handmaiden is quite a comely lass, too. Certainly not of the same class as your mother, the queen, but the girl certainly seems mountable all the same, if I must say so . .” the earl went on. “Have you ever considered taking the lass to your bed?”
“No, but she has offered to join me there any time I wish,” Atheling smiled back at him.
“Perhaps the king should take the fair maiden up on her offer,” the earl leered back at him.
“Perhaps some day I will,” Atheling smiled. “Perhaps I will.”
“Why not today?” the earl smirked, giving Atheling a conspiratorial wink.
“You mean now? With the two of us?” Atheling said, smiling and rising to his feet.
“Unless the king would find it offensive . . .” the earl said, getting up and walking over to the table where the flask of wine lay.
Atheling slowly walked over to the long, dangling felt cord that hung beside the fireplace.
“Something I’ve never tried, but I imagine the lass would be amenable . . . if the payment were sufficient. She appears to be a bit on the bawdy side,” Atheling leered, jerking on the cord.
Joining the earl at the table, Atheling topped off his goblet of wine and then walked over to the heavy door that led out into the hallway.
Just then, there was a sharp rap on the door.
Atheling lifted the locking bar and pulled the door open.
“You called, my Sire?” Anton asked, making an obligatory bow.
“Yes, Anton. I wish to speak to the queen’s hand maiden, Gretchen. Would you ask her to join me?” Atheling said, turning and smiling at the earl again.
“Yes, my Sire,” Anton replied with a knowing smile on his lips as he bowed again, turning and briskly stepping down the hallway.
Closing the door, Atheling stepped over to the fireplace and tossed a couple more logs on the fire then retrieved his wine goblet and sat down in front of the roaring fire.
“So, have you ever done this before?” Atheling asked the earl.
“Several times. My valet and I double on occasion. In fact, several of the wenches at my estate seem to be quite fond of taking the two of us at the same time,” he grinned back. “Like you say, if the price is sufficient, the wenches will comply with just about anything you wish.”
“Interesting,” Atheling said, taking another swig of wine. “Perhaps I’ll see if Anton would be interested in joining me on occasion.”
“I’m sure he would. I’ve never known a man to turn down a free piece of cunt, or ass, for that matter . . .”
Just then, there was a light tapping on the door. Atheling rose and quickly stepped over to it. Lifting the bar, he pulled the door open to find Gretchen standing in the doorway looking at him with a lusty smile on her pretty face.
“You summoned me, my King,” she purred, curtsying and then brushing her hand over her mammoth bosom.
“Yes, yes, Gretchen, come in, come in,” Atheling grinned, stepping back and sweeping his hand into the room to invite her into his chamber.
Demurely stepping into the king’s chamber, Gretchen did a little double take when she looked over and saw the earl sitting in his chair by the fireplace.
Closing the door, Atheling turned to find Gretchen looking at him with a puzzled expression on her pretty face.
“Have you met my liege, the Earl of Sade?” he asked her, swiping his hand in the direction of the earl.
“No, my Lord, I have heard of him, but I have never had the honor of meeting him, my Lord,” she murmured, curtsying in the direction of the earl.
“And what a shame that is,” the earl smirked, running his eyes down over her ample figure.
“Uh, pardon me for asking, but what did your Majesty wish to speak to me about?” she asked as Atheling stepped up in front of her.
“I was just wondering,” he asked, slowly cupping her colossal breasts through her thick, woolen dress, “if these still yearned for the king’s touch?”
“Oh, yes, your Majesty, but . . .” she murmured, blushing and sneaking a glance at the earl who sat leering back at her.”Uh, the earl?”
“Would you mind if he joined us . . . perhaps for a little afternoon m?ge a trios?” Atheling asked her, still groping her breasts through her thick dress. “We’ll see that you are generously rewarded for your afternoon’s work . . .”
“Uh, I’ve never, uh, never been with two men . . . uh, two men at the same time, my Lord.” Gretchen said, smiling shyly, looking first at the earl and then back to Atheling.
“We will reward you well,” Atheling repeated, moving his hands away from her breast and taking hold of her hand.
Leading her over to the fireplace, Atheling turned her to face the fire and then walked around behind her.
Gretchen stood with her arms limply hanging down at her side as Atheling began to pluck at the long row of buttons running down the back of her dress.
“So does the thought of being with two men at the same time appeal to my Lady?” the earl asked while Atheling continued about the business of unbuttoning her dress.
“I suppose it does, my Lord,” she shyly smiled, her cheeks blushing red again. “Although it is not something that one really dwells on . . .”
The earl watched on with obvious interest as Atheling’s fingers crawled down the back of Gretchen’s dress, unbuttoning button after button. As the back of her dress slowly parted, Atheling saw that the only thing under the dress, besides Gretchen, was a pair of plain, white cotton pantaloons.
As Atheling continued on, the earl slowly rose to his feet and stepped up in front of Gretchen. Reaching down, he grasped hold of her arm and lifted it up into the air. Quickly unbuttoning the three mother of pearl buttons on the cuff of her long sleeved dress, he gently tugged on the sleeve and pulled it down her arm. As the sleeve slowly came slithering down her arm, the bodice of her dress lazily peeled away revealing the giant treasures hanging down from her chest. (PIC)
“Good Lord, Gretchen! Your breasts are huge . . .”
“They became that way when I had my baby,” she said, her face turning a deep crimson once again.
“You have a child?” Atheling asked her, surprised at the fact that she had a child.
“Yes, my Lord”, she mumbled over her shoulder as Atheling unbuttoned the last button on her dress. “The Queen needed a wet nurse for Prince Gothling so she asked me if I would do that for her . . .”
“You would do that for the Queen?” Atheling asked her, rising back up to his feet as the earl tugged her other sleeve down her arm.
“Yes, my Lord. After all, she is my Queen. And the queen and I are quite close to each other,” she softly murmured as her dress collapsed down into a heap around her ankles.
“So I have observed,” Atheling chuckled, stepping around in front of her, recalling that first day he had seen his mother naked.
Looking down at her dangling breasts, he eased a hand under one of her mountainous udders and slowly lifted it. Leaning down, he pursed his lips around its big, puffy nipple. Sucking on it, he was immediately rewarded with a gush of warm, sweet milk. Then, out of the corner of his eye, he saw the earl lift her other tit and suck its big, distended nipple into his mouth. Atheling continued to suck and more and more of the sweet elixir squirted out into his mouth.
Finally, he leaned back and licked his tongue around his lips as he eased her giant tit back down onto her chest while. Then he watched the earl did likewise.
“Such a tasty treat, my Lady,” he grinned at her, slowly kneeling down in front of her. “But now I have a hunger for the delicacy you have hidden down between your legs.”
“Oh, my King . . . you would do that to your lowly servant . . .” she cooed, while the earl stood watching them as he slowly unbuttoned his ruffled blouse.
“Yes, my Lady . . . hot, juicy cunt is one of my favorite repasts,” Atheling smiled, plucking at the little, white bow in the center of the waistband of her cotton pantaloons.
As he did, he saw that the crotch of her pantaloons was already soaked with her juice.
“And It appears that my Lady’s little cunny definitely falls into that hot and juicy category,” Atheling grinned.
When the little bow came untied, her plain, white pantaloons went slithering down over the swell of her plump hips, Atheling watched a swirl of golden curls come into view. The growth of kinky, gold hairs covering the rounded slope of her belly was so profuse it almost obscured her pussy. The only things visible were the fat, plump lips dangling down out of the nest of curls.
“That’s a forest down there, my Lady,” Atheling mumbled, as her pantaloons skittered down her chubby legs and puddled around her ankles. “I can hardly see the treasure I know you have hidden in it.”
“Would the king wish the forest cleared?” she asked him, reaching down and running her fingers through the thick growth of kinky, gold hairs surrounding her pussy.
“I would even do it myself,” Atheling grinned, pulling her pantaloons off over her feet and tossing them aside. “If my Lady was of a mind . . .”
“As long as the king was careful not to harm it,” she smiled down at him. “The lady would consent to such a thing.”
“What do you think, James? Shall we clear away the forest so we can find the treasure?” Atheling asked, looking over at the earl who was struggling with his knee-high boots.
“I think it would definitely be an improvment,” he grinned back at Atheling. “And it would make finding my Lady’s sweet treasure a lot easier.
“Help the earl with his boots,” Atheling told her, “while I fetch the shaving implements.”
“Yes, my Lord,” Gretchen grinned, leaning over and grabbing hold of the bottom of one of the earl’s tall boots.
Her giant tits hung down below her, wriggling and jiggling wildly as she tugged and pulled on his boot. Finally, it came loose and Gretchen went stumbling backward with his boot still clutched in her hand. Grinning, she tossed it on the floor where it landed with a loud clomp. Bending down, she repeated the process with his other boot while he watched with obvious appreciation as her colossal tits flounced and floundered about.
With his boots off, the earl stood up and began pushing his britches down as Gretchen stood watching him with her legs spread and her hands on her hips.
“Oh my . . . my Lord’s cock is a large one . . . very large one,” Gretchen exclaimed, gawking down at the earl’s giant cock as it limply dangled down between his muscular thighs.
“I’ve had no complaints on my weapon,” he grinned, stepping out of his britches, “nor with my ability to wield it . . .”
“Well, it is no rapier,” she smiled, reaching out and running her fingers down its thick shaft. “It’s more like a broadsword . . .”
“It has won many a duel with cunts foolish enough to challenge it,” the earl smirked as Atheling came striding back into the chamber. He had taken the time to disrobe and now the three of them were as naked as the day they’d been born.
“I have one of those foolish cunts who would like to challenge it as soon as the forest has been cleared away,” she lustily smiled, giving the earl’s prodigious penis it a gentle squeeze.
Then Gretchen turned toward Atheling and her eyes darted down to his giant cock as it flopped and flounced around between his muscular legs.
“Oh, your Majesty . . . you have a large one, too,” she giggled. “Never have I seen two finer warhorses than the two the two of you are sporting . . .”
“Perhaps we will let the lady take them for a ride, after we have cleared away the forest,” Atheling smiled, setting the shaving implements on the table.
“My lady would be privileged to take a ride on two such fine mounts,” Gretchen cooed.
“Would my Lady perhaps like to ride both chargers at the same time?” the earl leered, running his hand over her breast and pinching a big, bloated nipple.
“Oh, my Lord,” she exclaimed with widely flared eyes. “Is such a thing possible?”
“Quite possible, my Lady,” the earl leered, running his hand down to her sopping pussy and easing a thick, stubby finger up into the wet, slippery opening of her vagina. “Both of them, right up in here . . .”
“Oh, my Lord,” Gretchen giggled as the earl slowly fucked her hot cunt with his finger. As he did, Atheling kneeled down behind her and grabbed hold of the plump cheeks of her ass.
“And if that is not possible,” he told her, roughly spreading the cheeks of her ass apart, “there is always this hole . . .”
As he spoke, he leaned down and licked the tip of his tongue over the fluted pout of her asshole.
“Oh, my, my King,” Gretchen giggled again, thrusting her asshole back against his inquisitive tongue. “Would his Majesty like to fuck Gretchen’s little asshole, too?”
“The king would sweeten the pot considerably if that were to come about,” Atheling mumbled, licking his tongue up and down across her asshole.
“Well, let’s get the forest cleared away so the festivities can begin,” she told him.
Pushing up to his feet, Atheling grabbed hold of one of the fat cheeks of her ass and turned her toward the table. Guiding her up to the table, he stopped her and turned a chair so that she could step up onto it.
“Let us help my Lady up onto the table,” he told her, holding onto her hand to balance her as she climbed up onto the chair, “so the Hayward can go about his duties . . .”
The king and the earl stood by the chair as Gretchen reached down and grasped hold of their shoulders to balance herself. Then, she lifted her knee up onto the table and gingerly crawled out onto it.
Both grinning men watched her giant tits floundering about wildly as they each groped a big, fleshy ass cheek.
“Oh, such naughty Lords,” Gretchen sniggered, shaking her ass back and forth as they groped it.
Finally they let go of her ass and watched her flop over onto her back.
Throwing her legs apart, she splayed them out and bared her hairy pussy to Atheling. Lying the way she was, her head was dangling down over the edge of the table on the other side with her long, braided hair hanging down almost brushing the floor.
Smiling lewdly, Atheling grabbed up the little brush and churned up a froth of white foam in the little porcelain cup while the earl walked around to the other side of the table where Gretchen’s head was hanging over the edge.
“Would my Lady like to partake of a little royal sausage before the festivities begin?” the earl leered down at her as he lifted his big, limp peter and rubbed its bloated, purple head across her pretty, pink lips.
“I’ve never tasted royal sausage before,” Gretchen giggled. “What does it taste like?”
“Just about the same as common sausage, I’m afraid,” the earl snickered. “But it does have a creme filling that most wenches find quite tasty.”
“But if you give me your cr? filling, how will I be able to mount your mighty steed?” she asked with a smile on her upside down face.
“We have all afternoon, my Lady,” the earl grinned down at her. “And I’m sure that my Lady will find a way to bring him back to life . . .”
“Well, if it is the earl’s wish, I will dine on his royal sausage and bring forth its creamy filling,” she laughed, quickly sucking his cock into her mouth.
As she hungrily sucked and slurped on the earl’s peter, Atheling smeared the thick, white foam all around the big, meaty cleft between her widely splayed legs. Once he was satisfied that all the hair was covered with the white foam, he set down the cup and picked up the straight razor. Giving it a couple of quick strops on the long, leather strop, he brought it up to Gretchen’s hairy groin and began to shave away the lush growth of foam-covered curls. Holding onto the girl’s fleshy pussy lips, Atheling maneuvered them this way and that way as he skillfully wielded the razor over and round her pussy. Being careful not to nick her, he quickly cleared away the forest of gold curls.
Setting aside the razor, he dabbed one of the linen napkins in the little basin of water and gently wiped away the last of the foam.
“There, much better . . . the forest no longer restricts one’s view of the beautiful valley,” Atheling grinned, running his fingers over the soft folds of flesh below her cleanly shaven mons.
“Yes, much . . .” the earl panted, still working his hips back and forth as he fucked Gretchen’s pretty face. As he did, Gretchen had her arms stretched out up above her head with her hands curled around the earl’s hips. Pushing and pulling on the earl’s hips, she controlled the pace of the fucking her mouth was getting.
Atheling could see that the earl’s cock was now fully charged as it slithered in and out between Gretchen’s pouty, pink lips.
Bending down over her, Atheling quickly fingered the fat, gorged lips of her pussy apart. He could see that the girl’s excitement was obvious as juice was seeping out of her pussy and running down into the crack of her plump ass. Bending down lower, Atheling stuck out his tongue and slowly licked it up the lush, juice-filled gash between the thick, bloated lips of her pussy. Savoring the tart taste of her juices on his tongue, he inhaled deeply, taking in the pungent scent of her oestrus. Licking higher, Atheling quickly found the jut of her big clit with the tip of his insistent tongue.
Licking the tip of his tongue across her swollen clit, Atheling heard a soft gurgle escape out of her mouth around the earl’s pistoning prick.
Then as he began teasing and tormenting her big clit, Atheling reached up and latched onto her undulating tits with both hands. Milk was seeping out of her big, puffy nipples coating her breast and his hands with its sticky warmth as he plucked and pulled on them.
As Atheling continued to lick and lap at Gretchen’s big clit, he could hear the earl panting and grunting as his hips worked back and forth faster and faster.
“Yes—yes—yes—suck harder—harder—” the earl grunted as he pumped his cock in and out of Gretchen’s mouth.
“Unhhhhhhh . . .” Gretchen gurgled out around his cock as she hungrily slurped away at it.
Looking up over Gretchen’s smoothly shaven mons and her softly rounded belly, Atheling could see that the earl’s face was distorted into a pre-eruptive grimace as he humped away at the girl’s pretty face.
Then, all of a sudden, the earl lunged forward and buried his cock into Gretchen’s mouth all the way up to its hairy hilt. As he did, Atheling heard Gretchen give out a choking gurgle and the muscles in her throat began to clench and relax. She had taken him into her throat, Atheling perversely thought as the earl continued to hold his cock thrust down into the girl’s mouth. Atheling could only imagine how much cum the earl’s evil cock was spewing out into the girl’s throat as Gretchen’s full, pink lips were buried in the mass of curly brown hairs encircling the thick base of the earl’s buried cock. The earl’s big, dangling balls were hanging down below his cock and brushing against her forehead as he kept himself thrust down into her throat.
At last, with a tired grunt, the earl stepped back and slowly pulled his wilting penis out of her mouth and throat. As he did, Gretchen’s tits heaved up and down wildly when she sucked in a deep, lungful of air.
“My Lady, please let me know if you ever wish to leave your service to the queen,” the earl groaned. “For if you do, I have a position for you in my castle . . .”
“Did I please the earl?” she asked, coyly running her little, pink tongue around her lips.
“Never has he been pleased so royally,” he muttered, stepping back up to her and lifting his limp penis back up to her mouth. “But now, you must bring your royal mount back to life.”
“As you wish,” she laughed, opening her mouth and sucking his big dick back inside it.
As Atheling kept on tonguing and licking at her clit, Gretchen lifted her feet up into the air and gently rested their soles on his broad shoulders. Then, she splayed her legs out so wide the soles of her feet were resting against his neck as she humped herself up at his ravaging attack on her vulnerable clit.
Seeing the muscles in her belly tightening, Atheling assaulted her clit with even more savagery, slashing his tongue back and forth across it as fast as he could.
Then, even as she continued to feast on the earl’s hardening penis, she gave out a loud “Oompfffff.”
Her whole body stiffened and her legs began to quiver and shake as she thrust herself up against Atheling’s mouth.
As she came, the earl sadistically pumped his cock in and out of her mouth, never even slowing his attack on it. But Gretchen didn’t seem to mind as she came and came and came.
But at last it was over for her as she melted back down onto the table.
Rising up from between Gretchen’s chunky legs, Atheling wiped the back of his hand across his lips and saw that the earl’s prodigious penis was once again back in full fighting order. But that didn’t deter the earl from continuing his assault on Gretchen’s mouth. And as he humped away at her mouth, the earl now had his hands wrapped around Gretchen’s mammoth breasts. He was roughly squeezing them, pulling on them and milking them. As he did streams of milk were squirting up from her big, puffy nipples and splashing back down on her breasts speckling them with little, white dots of milk.
“I think the time has come for her ride,” Atheling said.
“I suppose so,” the earl grunted, reluctantly letting go of her tits and slowly backing his cock out of her mouth.
Reaching for Gretchen’s hands, Atheling took hold of them and pulled her up to a sitting position. Then, wrapping his hands around her ample waist, he lifted her off the table and set her down on the floor. Her big, pendulous breasts were covered with streams of white milk as they jiggled and shook. Taking her by the hand, Atheling led her across the cold stone floor to his big, king-sized bed.
“Let me, my King,” James said, stepping around Atheling and crawling up on the bed.
Then as Atheling and Gretchen stood watching, James rolled over onto his back. As he did, his big, hard cock slashed back and forth angrily before he grabbed hold of it and held it sticking straight up in the air.
“Your mount awaits you, my Lady,” James smirked at Gretchen.
“And as fine a looking mount as I have ever ridden, my Lord,” Gretchen giggled, putting a knee up on the bed and crawling up on it. Straddling the earl’s hairy legs, she crawled up his body until her pussy was directly above his jutting penis. Atheling watched on as Gretchen reached down between her wide spread legs and brushed the earl’s hand aside. Grabbing hold of the earl’s cock, she spread her legs wider and lowered her hips, letting her pussy settle down around the pointy tip of the head of the earl’s penis. As she did, James thrust his hips up at her at the same instant she dropped down on him, taking his big dick up into her pussy all the way up to the hilt.
Then, as James began to hump his peter up into Gretchen’s pussy, Atheling reached down and pushed James’s hairy legs apart. Admiring Gretchen’s bountiful ass as it flounced up and down in front of him, Atheling crawled up on the bed between James’s outstretched legs. Moving up behind Gretchen, he wrapped one hand around her waist and the other around his big, jutting cock. Leaning forward, he lifted his cock up to Gretchen’s already stuffed pussy. Fitting the tapered tip of his cock down on the bottom of James’s slowly pistoning penis, Atheling leaned forward and slowly forced the head of his cock down into Gretchen’s widely stretched pussy. The fleshy opening of her vagina gave way slowly as Atheling’s big cockhead stretched it open and eased inside. Gretchen gave out a soft murmur as Atheling let go of his cock and leaned into her forcing his big cock deeper into the clinging tightness of her pussy.
The hot muck of Gretchen’s cunt collapsed down around the two invading peters as Atheling inched his penis in along the bottom of the earl’s embedded monster. Rubbing along the underside of the earl’s giant cock, Atheling’s big penis burrowed deeper and deeper into the tight, clinging core of Gretchen’s widely stretched vagina.
At last, both of the huge cocks were buried up to their hairy hilts inside Gretchen’s cunt.
“Oh, my Lords, you’re stretching my poor, little pussy so bad . . .” Gretchen groaned out.
It was a strange sensation feeling his big dick rubbing along the rounded bottom of the earl’s cock, Atheling thought as he began to slowly rock back and forth. Both men were now working their big cocks in and out of Gretchen’s accommodating pussy as her big tits swung back and forth below her. As they did, her big, puffy nipples scraped along the earl’s hair chest sending tickles of excitement down to her widely stretched pussy.
Wrapping both hands around her waist, Atheling jerked Gretchen back and forth on their big cocks as her soft ass slapped against his belly and his big, dangling balls slapped up against the earl’s equally large gonads. It was hard to believe that a pussy that could feel nice and tight on one cock could take both of their oversized penises.
The fat, bloated lips of Gretchen’s pussy wetly clung to the two giants as they slid in and out of her overstuffed pussy.
The earl hardly had to do any work at all as Atheling’s big cock rubbed back and forth along his cock. In a sense, Atheling was involuntarily masturbating the earl’s cock with his own cock.
“I’m going to come, my Lords . . .”Gretchen gasped out, throwing her head back and frantically humping herself back at the two cocks as they slashed in and out of her pussy.
Both men immediately picked up the pace of their fucking, hammering their cocks into her at a frantic cadence.
The king’s chamber was filled with the obscene, vulgar sounds of their fucking as the sounds reverberated and echoed off the stone walls. Time passed slowly as the two men continued to pound away at Gretchen’s meaty cunt. Five minutes passed, then ten, but neither man relented in his savage attack on her froth-smeared pussy as she worked herself back and forth on the two pistoning giants.
Finally, James gave out a long, shuddering groan as he arched his back and drove his cock up into Gretchen’s pussy as deep as it would go.
Just then, James’s penis lurched and Atheling felt a gush of warm, gooey cum coat his own penis as he continued to slam it into Gretchen’s spasming pussy.
“Come—my King—come—” Gretchen groaned out straining back against him as her body began to tremble and shake.
Then Atheling felt his own peter kick down inside Gretchen’s overstuffed pussy as it spurted out a massive gush of thick, hot cum that immediately mixed with the earl’s gooey semen filling Gretchen’s pussy to the point of overflowing.
The two giant peters continued to spew out their creamy load into Gretchen’s overflowing pussy as she trembled and shook her way through her orgasm. At last, emptied, Atheling leaned back and pulled his cum-coated penis out of Gretchen’s widely stretched pussy. As he did, a gush of cum spewed out of her pussy, ran down the shaft of the earl’s penis and poured down onto the earl’s big, hairy balls.
“Royal balls certainly hold a lot cr?,” Gretchen giggled as she leaned forward and let the earl’s softening penis slither out of her cunt. As it did, it flopped down onto his belly and continued to shrink and shrivel.
“Sweet Gretchen, you bring out the best in a man,” Atheling snickered, dropping his feet back down onto the floor.
“That she does . . .” James agreed as Gretchen threw a leg off him and crawled over to the edge of the bed where Atheling stood watching her.
Dropping her dainty feet down onto the cold, stone floor, she stood up beside Atheling and reached out to his dangling penis.
“What would the Queen think of her sweet, little handmaiden if she knew what a bawdy slut she was?” James smirked at her as he scooted over to the edge of the bed.
“Would you like to ask her?” Atheling leered at the earl as James pushed up to his feet.
“What?” James asked cupping one of Gretchen’s giant tits and giving it a soft squeeze. “What does my King mean?”
“Would you like to ask the queen in person?” Atheling smirked, stepping over and pulling his heavy, black robe off its peg.
“You mean . . .” James said, letting the insinuation hang in the air like a suspended dagger.
Walking back over to Gretchen, Atheling draped his robe around her shoulders and fastened jeweled clasp at its neck.
“Gretchen, go tell my mother that I would like see her,” Atheling smiled, taking her hand and leading her over to the door.
“As you say, my King,” Gretchen said, giving Atheling a little smile as she curtsied to him.
Then he pulled the door open and gave her a little slap on the butt through the robe as she walked out through the door.
“Hurry, my Lady, for we wish not to be kept waiting,” Atheling laughed.
Closing the door, he left it unlocked and retrieved his goblet of wine.
“So what is going on, my King?” James asked, joining Atheling by the roaring fireplace.
“It all began back when good King Enclaus was killed back in the Hasting War,” Atheling said, taking another sip on his wine.
“Yes, I remember it well,” James smiled, looking up at the black crossbow hanging above the roaring fireplace. “Killed by a crossbow, as I recall . . .”
“Yes, that’s right,” Atheling smirked, following James’s eyes with his own. “A crossbow! And that is when I decided to claim my kingly right to succession.”
“You mean your right to claim the old king’s queen as your own queen? But she is your mother . . .” James murmured, staring into Atheling’s cold, blue eyes.
“Yes, she is,” Atheling leered back at him. “And that’s what makes it that much more pleasurable. Don’t you think?”
“My, God, man,” James swore. “Why I haven’t even stooped that low . . .”
“Would you like to?” Atheling leered at him.
“What? Fuck my mother?” James shot back at him.
“No,” Atheling snorted. “Fuck my mother. Fuck the queen . . .”
“What? Do you mean it? Fuck your mother? Fuck the most beautiful woman in the land?” James choked out. “What man wouldn’t want to do that . . . but what is the catch? What do I have to pay for such a treasure?”
“No catch,” Atheling said, taking another sip off his wine as he looked over at James with his icy, blue eyes. “She is my queen and she must learn her place. And that place is to please her new king. Please him and do anything that he requests of her. So if my request is for her to bring pleasure to my friends, then so be it, she must comply. Understand?”
“No jealousy?” James asked.
“Oh, a trifle, but nothing to compare to the enjoyment I’ll get watching her suffer the humiliation I know that she will rightly undergo at your hands,” Atheling leered back at him.
“If you say so, my King . . . then it will be so,” James said, smirking and taking another long sip on his wine.
Just then, there was a faint knock on the door.
“You may enter, the door is unlocked,” Atheling said, smiling at the earl.
The door swung outward as Queen Ides peeked around it.
“Oh, my King . . . what?” she gasped, her big, flared eyes darting back and forth between the two naked men who sat leering back at her.
“Come in, come in, my Queen,” Atheling smiled.
Queen Ides took a tentative step into the chamber. As she did, Gretchen stepped in behind her and quietly closed the door.
“Mother, I’m sure you know James, the Earl of Sade . . .” Atheling said, flippantly waving his hand at the earl.
“Uh, uh, yes, we’ve met . . .” Queen Ides mumbled, her face now a deep crimson as she nervously glanced over at the earl who sat with his legs splayed out and one draped over a chair arm to reveal his big, limp penis. “But, but what is this?”
“Well, the earl has put forth the supposition that you, my Queen, are the most beautiful woman in the land. Right, James?” Atheling said, smiling at his mother.
“Yes, yes, my King. Far more beautiful than any other . . .” James smiled, letting his eyes wander over her bosom and then down her long, flowing dress.
“So, I have invited you over so that you may show him the true extent of your beauty.” Atheling said, pushing up to his feet.
“No, my Lord, please, please don’t do this . . . please, I beg of you,” Queen Ides begged as Atheling stepped over to where she stood and grabbed hold of her hand.
Tugging on her hand gently, but forcefully, Atheling pulled across the room to the fireplace where James sat smiling up at her.
“Gretchen, would you please disrobe the queen . . . so that the earl may see the real extent of her beauty . . .” Atheling ordered.
“Yes, my King,” Gretchen said, stepping back over to the peg that had held Atheling’s robe. She quickly swept the robe off and draped it on the peg before stepping over to where the queen stood staring at her in stunned disbelief.
“Gretchen . . .” Queen Ides murmured as Gretchen stepped up behind her and reached up to the neckline of the queen’s dress.
“It is my King’s order, my Queen,” Gretchen murmured, plucking at the buttons on the back of the queen’s dress.
“Atheling . . . please . . . please don’t make me do this,” Ides choked out, helplessly looking over at him as he sat in his chair sipping on his wine and watching her.
“Why, my Queen,” Atheling leered back at her. “We both know how much you like a big, hard cock . . . and James’s cock is just as big and hard as mine . . . so I’m sure that you will find it satisfactory in all aspects . . . and if that isn’t enough, we have other plans for your sweet pussy . . .”
“James, please make him stop this madness,” Ides said, turning her attention to the earl.
“But, my Queen, he is the King . . . what can a lowly earl do to circumvent the king’s orders?” James smiled up at her, watching her dress loosen its hold on her body as more and more buttons were unbuttoned.
“This is a disgrace,” she fumed as Gretchen’s fingers crept lower and lower down the back of her dress.
“As I have told you before, my Queen. I am growing exceedingly tired of your endless protests. I am your King! Obey me! Now!” Atheling growled.
At last Gretchen unbuttoned the final button and stood back up. Stepping around in front of the queen, she grasped the cuffs of the dress’s long sleeves and gave them a little tug. The sleeves came sliding down Ides arm as the rest of the dress fell forward exposing the silk chemise underneath it.
“Please, Atheling, don’t do this . . .” Ides murmured as Gretchen bent down and grasped the hem of the silk chemise. Gretchen then slowly lifted it up Queen Ide’s body revealing her red, satin pantaloons. Then as it lifted higher, Ides’ beautiful breasts emerged from under the silk chemise.
“Oh, my Lady . . .” James gasped, gawking down at her quivering breasts as Ides lifted her hands up into the air and Gretchen pulled the chemise up over them. ‘So beautiful . . . everything I had imagined and more . . . much, much more.”
The big, round globes of smooth, pink flesh hung down heavily, jiggling and quivering as James worshipfully stared at them in awe and reverence.
“James, you may show your respect to the Queen’s sweet pussy, if you wish,” Atheling smirked, motioning for Gretchen to come to him as he wrapped his hand around his big, limp penis and lifted it into the air. “Come Gretchen, I have some more royal sausage for you to dine on . . .”
Pushing up out of the chair, James stepped over to Queen Ides.
“Please, my Lord, don’t do this . . .” she whimpered softly.
“My Queen, it is the King’s order,” James smirked at her, slowly dropping to his knees in front of her. “But first we must remove these impediments.”
As he spoke, he reached out to the little, silk bow on the waist band of her red, satin pantaloons. Pinching it between a finger and thumb, he gave it a gentle tug and watched on expectantly as her pantaloons went whispering down over the curve of her hips. As the red satin slithered down Ides’ long legs, it revealed the nest of black curls covering the V of Ides’ softly sloped belly and the two meaty lips hanging down below it.
“Please, my Lord . . .” Ides begged as James reached out and reverently ran his fingertips over the nest of soft curls.
“Such a precious treasure,” James whispered, wrapping his hands around her waist and pulling himself up to his feet.
“Please, James . . .” Ides pleaded.
“Come, my Queen, sit. Make yourself comfortable,” James told her, gently tugging on her hand, leading her to his chair. “For I wish to dine on the sweet delicacy that lies down between your lovely legs . . .”
“Please, my Lord . . .” she hopelessly whispered, helplessly standing in front of the big, black chair.
Standing behind her, James reached out and gently grasped hold of her hips. Then, he gently turned her until her back was to the chair. Smiling at her as she plaintively stared into his cold, dark eyes, James softly, but insistently forced her down onto the chair.
Watching on, perversely pleased with his mother’s misery, Atheling could feel Gretchen’s lips working on his cock. She was on her knees in front of him, kneeling on the big, bearskin rug that lay in front of the fireplace. She had one hand curled around his cock, holding it up and her other hand was under his big balls, cupping them, squeezing and playing with them.
Then Atheling saw James drop to his knees on the rug in front of his mother. As James did, he reached down and wrapped his hands around the queen’s trim ankles. Insolently staring into her big, tear-rimmed eyes, he slowly lifted her legs up into the air and placed her dainty feet on his shoulders. Looking down at the beautiful, pink rose that lay between her legs, he slowly pushed her legs apart until the sides of her thighs were resting against the arms of the chair.
With the queen’s legs now widely splayed, the soft, warm soles of her feet were pressed against James’s neck as he slid his hands down under her thighs and curled them up over their tops.
Gently tugging on her legs, James pulled her toward him until big, pink gash was perched just above the edge of the chair seat. Then James leaned down and began to probe and lick at the big, fleshy lips of her pussy with his tongue, trying to spread them open and reveal the secret opening between them. They slowly unfurled and his tongue found the seeping slit. Savoring the piquant tartness of her juices, James slowly licked his way up to her swollen, jutting clit.
The room reeked of the inciting smell of hot, aroused pussy . . . and sex, Atheling laughed to himself. The two women were literally smelling up the room . . .
Even from where his sat, Atheling could see that his mother’s big clit was hard and swollen, sticking up out of its fleshy hood seemingly begging for attention. It wasn’t the only thing that was hard and swollen, he sickly thought as he looked down at his almost fully erect penis and watched Gretchen’s pouty, pink lips working up and down its shaft. The girl certainly knew how to please a man, he told himself as he felt her hot tongue twirling round and round the head of his prick while she sucked on him.
Looking back over at the queen and James, he saw that his mother had her eyes clenched shut as her head was thrust back against the chair. Her arms were resting on the arms of the chair with her hands tightly clasped around them. Her legs were still widely splayed out exposing her vulnerable pussy to James’s slashing tongue. Her pretty face was etched with a grimace. Atheling wondered if the grimace was one of pleasure or one of determination not to give in to James’s slashing tongue.
Then Atheling felt Gretchen’s mouth lift off his fully hardened penis. Looking down, he saw her shove his big prick up against his belly and slowly lick her way down the rounded bulge running along its underside. She licked her way down its entire length down to his big, dangling balls. Slowly, sensually, she wrapped her pouty lips around one of the big orbs and sucked it into her mouth. Running her hot, little tongue over it, she opened her mouth wider and with her fingertips, she guided his other big ball into her mouth.
Atheling could feel her gently sucking and pulling on his big balls with her hot mouth. Then, as she continued to suck on his balls, Atheling felt her fingertips tickle up the crack of his ass until they brushed across the fluted pout of his asshole. Wondering what Gretchen was up to, he watched her let his balls slither out of her mouth as she slowly licked her way back up to the swollen, purple head of his cock. She quickly and loudly sucked his cock back into her mouth as her fingertips continued to play across his asshole. As Gretchen worked her mouth up and down the shaft of his cock, Atheling looked back over at his mother and James. When he did, he saw that his mother now had her fingers curled down in James’s long, black hair and was pulling him against her pussy as she ground it against his mouth. Her long legs were bouncing up and down on the arms of the chair as she humped herself up at the earl’s hungry mouth.
“Yes—yes—yes—” Atheling heard her hiss as her butt bounced up and down on the seat of the chair and her huge tits floundered about heavily.
Well, so much for her fighting it, Atheling sickly thought as he watched James ravage her pussy with his mouth.
Then he saw his mother’s legs shoot out as her body stiffened and she began to groan and strain up against James’s insistent mouth. Her legs were now draped over James’s shoulders with the backs of her knees resting on them. Her legs hung down over his back and her soft, round, little heels were beating against James’s back.
“Yes—yes—yes—” she hissed again grinding her pussy against James’s mouth as she held him shoved down against it.
Atheling could see that her whole groin was slathered with her thick, frothy juices as it poured out of her spasming pussy and ran down onto the seat of the chair.
Then, as her body began to relax, she eased her fingers back out of James’s sweaty hair.
“James . . .” she softly murmured, running her fingertips through his hair.
A spark of jealousy flared off in Atheling’s brain as he watched the intimacy his mother was lavishing on James. He had meant to humiliate her, not this, he sickly thought.
Then he watched his mother lift her legs off James’s shoulders and drop her feet back down onto the rug. When she did, James reached out and grabbed hold of the arms of the chair and used them to pull himself to his feet. As he did, Atheling saw that the earl’s big dick was jutting out stiff and hard as it bobbed up and down in front Queen Ide’s pretty face.
“My . . .” Atheling heard his mother murmur as she reached up and wrapped a hand around the jutting monster. With a lusty, little smile playing across her full, red lips, she looked up into James’s eyes as she opened her mouth and pulled his cock toward it.
Watching on enviously, Atheling watched the earl curl his hips up and ease his big cock in between Queen Ides’s full lips. As he did, Atheling watched his mother’s lips collapse down around the thick, swollen shaft of the earl’s jutting penis. Then he heard a loud slurp as his mother began to suck on the earl’s big cock.
As Gretchen continued to suck on his own cock, Atheling watched James’s muscular ass begin to rock back and forth as the earl fucked Queen Ides’s pretty face. Then he saw the earl reach out and grab hold of her hair. Holding onto her black hair, he fisted his hand down into it and used it to jerk it her head back and forth as he humped away at her mouth.
“Enough . . .” Atheling said, a touch of anger creeping into his voice.
James’s ass slowly ground to a halt and he slowly backed his big dick out of Ides’ mouth.
“Sorry, my King, I got a little carried away,” the earl panted, releasing his hold on the queen’s hair.
Atheling pushed Gretchen away and stood up. Stepping over to where his mother sat looking up at him, he reached down and took hold of her hand. With a rough tug, he pulled her to her feet.
“Please sit, James,” Atheling told the earl.
With a knowing smile on his face, James turned and sat back down in his chair. His big, stiff penis was still jutting up into the air as he sat looking up at Atheling.
“Mount your steed, my Queen,” Atheling told his mother, turning her so that her back was to the earl.
Without a word of protest, Queen Ides slowly backed up between the earl’s legs until the back of her shapely calves brushed up against the chair. Then as the earl wrapped his hands around her narrow waist, she leaned back and grasped hold of the arms of the chair. As she leaned back, the earl gave out a grunt and lifted her at the same time she pushed up off the chair arms. Holding onto the arms, she lifted her feet off the floor and put then on the seat of the chair, one on each side of the earl’s hips.
Atheling stood watching as Gretchen stepped around him and dropped to her knees in front of the queen and the earl. Reaching out to the earl’s cock, she grasped hold of it and pulled it up into the air underneath the queen.
Looking down between her splayed legs at the earl’s jutting cock, Queen Ides slowly lowered her pussy down onto it. Atheling watched on enviously as her fat, bloated pussy lips descended down around the big, purple head of James’s peter while his mother lowered herself down onto the giant. As Ides lowered herself down on the earl’s penis, Gretchen continued to hold it up into the air. Dropping lower and lower, the queen took more and more of James’s cock up inside her pussy. The earl kept his hands wrapped around her narrow waist forcing her down on the cock until her gorged pussy lips were wrapped around the thick, hairy base of his cock.
Grinding herself down on his hairy groin, the queen slowly rotated her hips around in a circle, twirling his big dick around in the tight clutch of her pussy.
“Lean back, my queen,” Atheling told her as he stepped up in front of them.
“What? What are you going to do?” she asked, leaning back against the earl’s hairy chest.
“Watch and you will see . . .” Atheling leered at her, stepping over the earl’s legs and straddling them. As he did, his big cock was sticking straight out, pointing right at his mother’s pussy. The rounded tip of his big, bloated cockhead nudged up against her clitoris as Atheling reached out and cupped his hands around the backs of her calves. Pulling them toward him, he lifted them up until the crooks of her ankles were resting on his shoulders.
“Gretchen, if you would help me,” he grinned down at her as she stood on her knees by the chair.
“What? What are you doing?” Ides asked, looking down at Atheling’s cock as it ominously pointed down at her already stuffed pussy.
“Yes, my King,” Gretchen murmured, wrapping her hand around the thick shaft of his penis and pulled it down until the tapered tip of its head was resting against the shaft of the earl’s buried cock.
“No! No! You can’t—it won’t fit—it’s too big¬—” Ides gasped staring down at Atheling’s big dick as he leaned into her and began to force the head of his penis into her pussy.
“It will fit, won’t it Gretchen,” Atheling smirked, continuing to force his cock into the tight opening of his mother’s pussy, stretching it open and spreading it wider. The fleshy gash began to stretch open, widening itself to accept the second monstrous cock as it slid down into it.
“Unnnnnnnn . . .” Ides groaned out as Atheling continued to push his penis down into the clutching sheath of her vagina. Just as it had been with Gretchen, it felt strange having the rounded underside of the earl’s big cock rubbing along the underside of his cock, Atheling thought as he continued to inch his penis into her deeper and deeper.
The head of Atheling’s cock rubbed against the rounded underside of the earl’s cock as it stretched the opening of her vagina wider and forced its way into the clutching muck of her pussy.
“Oh—oh—so big—” Ides whimpered as Atheling’s cock slowly disappeared down inside her pussy.
Atheling didn’t relent and kept pushing it into her until he was finally buried balls deep inside her. As his hairy belly nudged up against her belly, his big, dangling balls slapped up against the earl’s balls. Now both men had their big cocks buried inside her accommodating pussy all the way up to the hilt.
“How does that feel, my Queen?” Atheling asked, leering at her.
“So full—” she whined.
Then Atheling slowly backed his peter back down the stretched channel of her pussy. And as he did, Gretchen placed a finger on the queen’s clit and forced it down against the shaft of Atheling’s retreating penis. Now the rounded bottoms of the men’s cocks rubbed together as they both began to fuck them in and out of her overstuffed pussy.
“I didn’t think it possible,” the queen murmured as Atheling reached around her upthrust legs and clutched her big, jiggling breasts. Squeezing and plucking at her breasts, he saw the big, puffy nipples begin to ooze and seep out streams of pure, white milk. The warm milk oozed out of the nipples, down over his hands, over the rounded underside of her breasts and onto her belly.
The two cocks rubbed together as they slashed in and out of the queen’s widely stretched cunt. Atheling’s ass was flying back and forth as he pounded away at her overstuffed pussy while the earl was curling his ass up off the chair and impaling the queen’s cunt at the same time. The flared edges of the cock’s big heads rubbed together as the two men forced their big cocks deeper into her accommodating pussy. In and out, in and out, the giant peters worked as they plowed the ballooned channel of the queen’s stuffed pussy. Grunting and huffing, the two men furiously fucked Ides’ cunt as their cocks scraped together inside her.
The thick, meaty lips of the queen’s pussy wetly clung to the two giants as they sawed in and out between them.
Then, as Atheling rocked back and forth, sliding his cock in and out of his mother’s pussy, he felt Gretchen’s fingers on his ass. Her fingers crept down into the crack of his ass and tickled their way over to the pout of his asshole. For several seconds, she continued to tickle and tease the fluted ring of flesh, and then Atheling felt one of her fingertips find the very center of the opening of his asshole. Atheling continued to work his ass back and forth, humping away at the queen’s pussy as Gretchen’s finger probed deeper and deeper down into his ass. All at once, Gretchen’s finger found his tender prostate. As she began to rub the tip of her finger back and forth over his prostate, Atheling felt new and exciting sensations welling up from his ass.
Looking down at Gretchen, he saw that she was grinning up at him and working her finger back and forth faster. Time seemed to stand still as the two men pounded away at the queen’s widely stretched cunt. It seemed to Atheling that they had been fucking for hours as their big cocks slashed in and out of her.
Then Gretchen’s warm fingers curled around his dangling balls as they flopped back and forth under his pistoning peter. Roughly clutching and tugging on his balls, Gretchen continued to tickle and rub his prostate with the tip of her embedded finger.
As the two giant cocks slid in and out of Ides’ pussy, Atheling felt her begin to quiver and strain. The muscles in her shapely legs tightened and lifted off Atheling’s shoulders as she arched her tiny feet and pointed her toes at the ceiling.
Then a strangling, choking groan escaped her lips and she began shake. Her ass was pattering up and down and Atheling could feel her stretched pussy begin to clutch and grasp at their bounding cocks as Ides came and came on their big cocks. As she did, hot, sticky gushes of juice poured out around their pistoning peters, coating the earl’s big, dangling balls with its gummy heat.
The feelings radiating up from his impaled ass and balls were so pleasurable and new, Atheling felt the burn begin down inside his flopping balls. If she kept it up, he wasn’t going to be able to last much longer, he giddily thought.
Suddenly, Atheling felt the fireball down inside his balls erupt. As it did, he jerked back and the first gooey gob of cum spurted out of the head of his dick to land directly on his mother’s pussy and James’s embedded penis.
“Unh . . .” he grunted as he felt Gretchen’s fingers curl around his cock and begin to jerk up and down it. Clutching her hand tightly around his cock, Gretchen began to jerk him off as more and more thick, milky cream spurted out of his twitching cock to coat his mother’s pussy and belly with gobs of the hot, clinging goo.
Finally, he was finished and staggered backward toward his chair. Gretchen followed him and as he plopped down in his chair, she knelt in front of him and quickly sucked his depleted peter back into her mouth.
As she gently nursed his limp penis back to life, Atheling absent-mindedly ran his fingers through her silky hair and jealously watched James continue to fuck the queen.
With Atheling out of the picture, Ides lowered her feet back onto the chair seat and James wrapped his hands around the queen’s tiny waist. He was furiously jerking her up and down on his giant prong and Atheling could see the muscles in her legs working as he pushed herself up and down to aid the earl.
As they fucked, Ides’ mammoth, milk-laden breasts were heaving up and down wildly slinging streams of white milk from her big, pinkish-purple nipples, spraying her milk all over the place.
Then Atheling heard the earl give out a loud groan.
As he did, Ides quickly pushed herself up off the earl’s cock and dropped to the floor in front of the earl. Grasping his colossus in both her hands, she began to frantically jerk them up and down its thick, juice-coated shaft.
“Come, my Lord! Come! Come in your queen’s mouth!” She panted. As she spoke, she continued to jerk her hands up and down his cock at the same time she bent its big, plum-colored head toward her open mouth.
“My Lady!” the earl gasped as his cock pulsed and spurted out a massive gush of creamy, white cum directly into her open mouth.
Queen Ides kept on jerking her hands up and down his cock, milking it and coaxing out more and more of its creamy load. Then, as the last dying spasms twitched through his cock, she dropped her head and sank her full, painted lips down over the purple head of his penis. Atheling enviously watched as her cheeks hollowed and she lovingly cupped the earl’s big balls in the palm of her hand. She held the earl’s penis in her mouth for the longest time as she sucked and coaxed out the last remaining drops of his milky semen.
Taken back by his mother’s lewd behavior, Atheling watched her lift her head and slowly run her tongue around her cum-covered lips.
“The queen may leave now, if she wishes . . .” Atheling angrily snapped at her.
“Perhaps the queen doesn’t wish to leave . . .” she haughtily remarked, coldly smiling at him as she lovingly ran her fingertips over the earl’s softening penis. “Maybe the earl has further need of my services . . .”
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CONTENT WARNING: This particular story segment contains realistic medical procedures mixed into fictional fetishistic medical procedures, bondage, breath-play, forced-feeding, vomiting, mechanically-assisted masturbation, female orgasm denial, enemas, douching, science-fiction, pharmaceuticals, tentacles, and more.
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Diris followed her commanding officer, Jake, down the hall towards the medical wing. “Sir” she began.
“Jake” he insisted.
She walked up next to him and spoke, “Jake, what do you mean when you say that this procedure is “intrusive”?” He didn’t slow his pace, “I believe it would be more appropriate if Kaidi explained this to you.”
Before Diris could say anything more, they walked into the medical wing and were promptly greeted by Kaidi. “Officer Jake, Private Diris, good morning.” Kaidi was the main medical person in the facility. She was somewhat shorter than normal, even for a mouse. Usually she just wore blue scrubs, but today she donned a white apron over them which complimented her white fur. “I’ll leave you to your work Doctor” the officer shook the doctor’s hand, spun on his heel, and walked briskly away, turning the corner out of the medical wing. Kaidi followed him to the double-doors, locking them behind him, and shutting the blinds.
Kaidi paused momentarily to point to a chair in the center of the room “You can take a seat, I’ll be right with you.” Diris approached the chair. It had massive clusters of lights, steps, supports, levers, and tools surrounding it. It looked like a deformed cross between a gynecology chair and dentist chair. Dubious to its appearance, she instead opted to sit down on the doctor’s stool and gawk over the chair’s many complicated looking instruments. Meanwhile, the doctor was following the wall, closing the blinds on all of the windows in the room, and de-activating a camera in the corner. Once finished, she approached Diris and signaled her to sit in the intricate chair.
Kaidi sat on the stool and began, “This recliner is a BESA, Biological Exfoliating and Sterilizing Apparatus, but we just call her Bessy.”
Diris smirked, “Cute.”
Kaidi continued, “I’m sure Officer Jake gave you the rundown of what we’re doing. You haven’t eaten anything for at least twelve hours right?”
Diris responded, “Yes, I’ve been fasting since lunch yesterday, but Officer Jake didn’t really go into the details.”
Kaidi sighed, “I asked him to explain this to you in entirety.” Kaidi donned a pair of surgical gloves and continued, “I’ll give you the short version. We’re going to administer drugs that are going to cut down the impurities of your sweat, breath, and other bodily secretions to allow you pass through the forest undetected by the bioweapons. Although this drug is very efficient, you will still be contaminated with your previous bodily wastes, so after administration we will need to sterilize every orifice of your body to compensate. Unfortunately, the solutions that co-incide with these procedures contra-indicate general anesthesia.”
Diris lifted an eyebrow.
Kaidi then spoke plainly, “You’ll be enduring six procedures which sterilize your eyes, nose, ears, mouth, lungs and stomach, lower GI tract, and your… OTHER nether regions.”
Diris smacked a palm to her forehead and laughed, “So THAT’S why Officer Jake was being so shy about this: You’re going be “exfoliating” my “nether regions”.
Kaidi smirked at this comment, “Yes.”
“So uh…” Diris said, sitting straight back in the seat, “For the sake of privacy, why can’t I just… brush my teeth, clean my ears, douche myself, etcetera?”
Kaidi laughed, “I think you’ll find that these procedures are a LOT more in-depth than a simple douching. But let’s not waste any more time.” Kaidi rolled up Diris’ sleeve and swabbed an area with alcohol, then without warning pulled out a huge autoinjector and jabbed it into Diris’ arm. The thick gauged needle shot into her muscle and began injecting its drugs. Diris didn’t even flinch.
“Sorry about that” Kaidi remarked, “But most people don’t react well when they see such a thick needle.” After a few moments, Kaidi withdrew the syringe, and gently kneaded at the injection sight before throwing the spent injector into a special waste bin and saying, “Done.”
“Done?” Diris laughed.
“The first procedure anyway.” Kaidi reached around behind the chair and rolled an already set up IV bag into Diris’ view, and began swabbing Diris’ hand with alcohol.
“What’s that?” Diris inquired, pointing at the bag.
“That’s just saline water. The drug I just administered is an extreme diuretic, so you’re going to start losing a lot of fluids now, that’s just there to keep you hydrated.” Kaidi expertly stuck Diris with the needle, and soon, saline was slowly dripping into her bloodstream.
“Now we begin the exfoliating process” She lifted a safety latch on the side of the chair and placed her hand over the button. “Please place your arms flat on the armrests.” When Diris complied, Kaidi pressed the button, and suddenly steel latches fired out of the chair around Diris’ wrists, waist, neck, and ankles, immobilizing her. Diris yelped as the cold steel bindings contacted her neck. The chair reclined, and a bright spotlight lit up her face.
Diris fought against the bonds.
“Please relax Diris, nothing that I’m going to do is going to hurt you” Kaidi began flipping a series of switches on the chair, “But because we’re working so precisely with your eardrums, sinuses, and other delicate areas, it’s very important that you don’t move.” Diris begrudgingly elected to relax. Kaidi continued “We’re going to start from the top and work our way down, beginning with the ears.”
Kaidi pressed a button, and a set of what appeared to be oversized headphones approached Diris’ face. Kaidi adjusted the size of the would-be headphones to Diris’ head and said, “I’m beginning the second procedure. This is going to feel very weird, and be very noisy, but it should not hurt. If it does hurt, let me know and we’ll stop.” Kaidi flipped a switch, and the device began its work. Not sure what to expect next, Diris clamped her eyes shut. A gush of some sort of bubbling liquid flushed into her ears, and long, soft, circular brushes followed. Suddenly, they began rapidly spinning, contacting every crevice of her ear. Diris wasn’t prepared for this and let out a long gentle moan. “Oh my god. That feels incredible.” she said, opening her eyes momentarily to see Kaidi evidently laughing at this statement. Diris closed her eyes again and enjoyed the sensations.
After a minute or so, the brushes withdrew from her ears. The device gently heated and dried her, and then fell silent. Kaidi removed the device from Diris’ head. “How do your ears feel?”
“Amazing. Cleaner than I’ve ever felt in my life.” She replied.
“Not so bad huh? The ear sterilizer always makes a good first impression.” Kaidi began flipping some switches once more, “The third procedure cleanses your eyes. This is more straightforward.” With her left hand, Kaidi pulled a visor over Diris’ eyes and held it there, then flipped one last switch. The visor began to fill with what felt like warm water. “Please blink your eyes repeatedly” Diris did so. Whatever this liquid was, it wasn’t water. It felt just like her own tears. After about thirty seconds, the visor emptied, and Kaidi lifted it away from Diris’ face.
Kaidi grabbed a pen light from her front pocket and checked Diris’ eyes. “How do your sinuses feel?” Diris inhaled through her nose “Like I ate a raw pepper.”
“Good, and your eyes look squared away.” Kaidi laughed, she pocketed her pen light then reached far above and detached what looked like some sort of clear gasmask with an elaborate series of tubes sticking out of it “Three down, three to go. This is where the intrusive part starts.” Kaidi attached the mask to Diris’ face, and adjusted it until it created an airtight seal.
The mask began feeding her air. “Diris” Kaidi began, “Because of the… alarming nature of what this mask does, it’s best if I instead describe what it’s doing AS it’s happening,” Diris opened her mouth to respond, but was interrupted when a surge of warm, slightly salty liquid flooded her mouth.
“This is a solution of Perfluerocarbonic soap, it’s designed to clean out your stomach and respiratory tract.”
Diris found this very intriguing for a few moments until her need to breathe began to arise. She let out a muffled wine.
“Diris, Perfluerocarbon is a breathable liquid, you need to inhale it.”
Diris gave Kaidi a horrified stare, and refused to exhale.
“It won’t hurt you Diris. It’s going to make things easier if you just breathe.”
Diris shook her head no. Kaidi casually sat down on the stool, “So be it. You’ll have to breathe eventually.”
Diris desperately shook her snout around in a vain attempt to throw the mask off of her face to breathe. Her need to breathe grew critical, and in a few moments, a tiny stream of air was released against her will, which was visually demonstrated when it was sucked up through one of the tubes.
Kaidi stood up and placed her hand on Diris’ shoulder, “That’s it Diris, don’t fight it.”
Then all at once, Diris had no choice but to release all of the air in her lungs. With no air left in her lungs, she gave one last pleading look into Kaidi’s red eyes before sharply inhaling.
In that split second, her throat closed. The dragoness’ eye’s clenched, and she violently writhed. “Don’t panic. You’ve simply held your breath too long and your body thinks it is drowning. Your trachea is closing, but the solution will force it to dilate in a moment.”
Diris was too immersed in her own world of discomfort to comprehend this. She continued squirming in place when she felt the fluid seeping into her windpipe, and in an instant, she felt everything open up and relax, the liquid flowing freely into her lungs.
“Breath with me Diris. In.” Kaidi inhaled deeply, “Out” Kaidi exhaled. “In” She inhaled, “Out” She exhaled. Diris came to her senses enough to follow these instructions, and with Kaidi’s coaching, soon began to calm down.
“First time is always tougher for some than others” Kaidi smiled, “It’s kind of like teaching a kid to open their eyes underwater. For some, it’s no problem, but others will fight it tooth and nail, yet when they finally do it, they find out that it’s not that big of a deal.”
Diris was still engulfed with the relief of being able to breath. The warm liquid felt heavy to move, but had an unusually soothing effect on her lungs. Kaidi turned a valve, and one of the unused tubes pumped a pinkish liquid into the solution. As Diris began inhaling this, she felt another sensation.
“You should start feeling an intense urge to swallow. This is normal, go along with it.” This time, Diris put up no resistance, and began swallowing vast amounts of the liquid. Curiously, swallowing it felt pleasurable, and each gulp felt more satisfying than the last. Once her stomach became bloated with the solution Kaidi turned this solution off, and Diris’ urge to swallow went away.
Diris stayed in this condition for about five minutes. Kaidi stepped on a button, and the chair stood itself up, “Alright, now the tricky part. It’s better if I explain this to you now.” Diris opened her eyes and glared attentively at Kaidi. “I’m going to count to three, and then hit this lever.” She motioned to a white lever, “The mask is going to fill with air. When this happens, I need you to cough forcefully. I’ll then hit this lever” She motioned to a green lever, “and it will release a gas that will make you feel nauseous. Don’t fight the nausea. If you just go along with it, it will be the most pleasant regurgitation you’ve ever had.” Diris nodded her head. “Okay. One. Two. Three” Kaidi threw the first switch, and the liquid was rapidly displaced with dry air. Diris began coughing, and as the air touched her windpipe, the stinging sensation encouraged her to cough even harder. Once she had coughed up most of the fluid, Kaidi flipped the second lever, and in the next moment, Diris was spewing up the fluid from her stomach. It came up effortlessly, and it wasn’t the least bit unpleasant. Once her bloated stomach emptied, the gas stopped, and Diris’ lungs had completely drained, Kaidi detached the mask from Diris’ face.
Kaidi began set up the next procedure “Four out of six down. Not so bad huh?” Diris gently nodded, still recovering from the ordeal. “Hang in there. Just two more traumatizing procedures and you’ll get to go slogging through the hot, humid, poison-ivy ridden, raptor-infested forest.” Diris couldn’t help but chuckle at this comment.
Kaidi held a nozzle in one hand, “This next procedure is going to cleanse your lower GI tract… it’s a simple enema with a not-so-simple solution. Of course, I need to remove your pants to do this.”
“Okay.” Diris stated begrudgingly.
Kaidi flipped two switches, and in one smooth motion, the chair reclined, her legs were spread apart, and a dozen or so robotic forceps descended from the ceiling and stripped off her lower ACUs, and her panties. Diris rolled her eyes, “So this is what our tax dollars are funding” Kaidi burst into laughter. “I’m pretty sure you know how this works.” Kaidi began, “there’s no discreet way of doing this. I’m going to fill your bowels with a chemical that is going to completely sterilize it. I’ll need you to hold this for thirty seconds, and then release it. Don’t worry about the floor.”
“Let’s get this over with” said Diris, who turned her head away from Kaidi.
Kaidi handed a nozzle to one of the robotic forcepts, which then proceeded to insert it into Diris’ rectum. This made Diris wince. She had received an enema only once before, and was not accustom to this sort of thing. The nozzle began pumping fluid into her intestines, and in about a minute, Diris’ belly was inflated to twice its size.
“Phew… How much more is there?” Diris was feeling the pressure.
“Done” Kaidi responded. The robotic forceps pulled the nozzle out of her rectum, and reclaimed their rightful place, hanging from the ceiling.
Kaidi began tracking her watch. With the nozzle now removed from her tailhole, Diris strained to retain the liquid. The time ticked by slowly, but eventually, she was told she could relax. The clear, oily solution gushed out of her like a gardening hose, and in a few moments, her belly returned to its normal size. Pipes from above began spraying some sort of soapy solution to the floor that was re-directing the bowel solution to a nearby drain.
“One last procedure Diris.” Kaidi stopped what she was doing and spun slowly in place, taking a moment to ensure that all of the windows in the room were indeed covered. “As you know, your body naturally gives off minute levels of pheromones and other odorous materials via the genitals.” Kaidi sat down on her stool, “The natural lubricant of your vaginal walls can be addressed rather simply. However, although the drugs administered have halted the production of this fluid, the glands that provide this lubrication are still somewhat saturated. Simply put, we need to get the last bit of that lubricant out.”
“Okay…” Diris said, with an uncertain look on her face. “And how is that accomplished?”
Kaidi hesitated, and then said in a hushed tone, “Sexual arousal”.
Diris’ eyes shot wide open. “Oh.”
There was a silence.
Finally, Diris laughed and said, “Well I sure as hell don’t think it’s going to happen with my arms clamped to this chair.”
“Right of course, I intend on freeing up your arms, but you won’t be doing this stimulation yourself.”
The not-so-surprised dragoness replied, “So who’s the lucky robot?”
“Well, I’m glad you asked” Kaidi stood up and approached the chair once more, lifting a safety latch, and pressing a large red button. Suddenly, the clamps around her arms and neck withdrew themselves, the back of the chair pushed her forwards, and then completely detached and escalated to the ceiling. With her legs and waist still bound, the seat underneath her began to shift and transform until it fit the contours of her body. The position of the leg clamps shifted, bringing her to a kneeling position over what ergonomically resembled a motorcycle seat, complete with handles. Diris grabbed the apparent handles and balanced herself. Now kneeling on the seat, a portion of the padding opened up, forming a seal around her vulva.
Kaidi sat down on her stool, and in front of her, a floor tile moved to the side, and a large keyboard arose from it. She pressed a power button on it, and suddenly a large holographic screen appeared in front of her. After cracking her knuckles, she started typing something in, and Diris’ vital signs showed up on the hologram.
“Currently, your Bartholin saturation, or “B-Sat” level is forty-six percent. To be completely scentless, we want that to be less than half of a percent.” Kaidi was typing quickly as she talked, “The machine is going to do all the work. It will sexually arouse you, bring you to the peak of sexual arousal, hold you there, and finally, allow you to climax.”
Diris lowered her head slightly, “Do I HAVE to climax?”
Kaidi responded, “Well… Technically, no.”
In a serious tone Diris said, “I’d rather not have an orgasm in front of you…”
Kaidi laughed and said, “The choice is yours… but I think you’ll see things very differently later on… There’s a very good reason it brings you to orgasm.”
“Uh-huh…” Diris gave an indifferent glare. She leaned one arm casually on the supportive bar. “Let’s get this over with then.”
As Kaidi finished typing in a few last lines of commands, Diris began checking her nails and said, “I don’t see how this thing’s going to arouse me anyway. I’m totally turned off right now.”
Kaidi entered one last command, hovered her finger over the keyboard, and made one final comment, “You’ll see” before tapping the confirm button.
Suddenly, a gush of warm gooey liquid filled her cavity, which was quickly followed by two, powerful, somewhat tentacle-like appendages.
Near instantaneously, Diris yelped. “Oh GOD!” The embarrassed dragoness clamped her claws over her blushing snout in an attempt to muffle her moans.
“I see you’re the noisy type.” Kaidi wasn’t expecting that reaction, and tried to keep a straight face, “It’s okay, feel free to vocalize if you wish.”
The appendages rubbed, flexed, pushed, and sucked at every inch of her walls. The sensations were incredible, and Diris struggled to contain herself, “Kaidi! Ah! Kaidi, if… if this is automatic, do you HAVE to be here?!”
With a somewhat sympathetic look on her face, Kaidi nodded her head and explained, “Afraid so. Although this machine detects vital signs and sexual arousal on a level of cellular accuracy, unmonitored, the neuron-sensitizing effects of the fluid, combined with the physical stimulation of the exfoliating appendages have been known to cause people with pre-existing heart conditions to go into ventricular fibrillation during the second stage of-“
“KAIDI!” Diris yelled. “I don’t need the long-winded version! I don’t have any heart problems, may I PLEASE have some privacy?!”
“Sorry Diris.” Kaidi shook her head, “I have to follow protocol.”
At this point, Diris was partially curled into a ball, with her snout buried in her arms in an attempt to muffle her moans. The overwhelmingly pleasurable sensations made her want to cry out.
“Now now, there’s no need to be bashful Diris, I’m a professional” Kaidi said in an assuring voice. “Just close your eyes and do what comes natural.”
Diris struggled for a few moments longer before breaking down. She closed her eyes, grabbed the handlebars, and let it all out. With every twist and tug of the tentacles, an ecstatic moan followed. “Oh YES!” She bellowed, “Oh… GOD yes!” Diris had never felt a sexual pleasure this intense before, and it didn’t take long before she felt her orgasm imminent. “I’m gonna…!” Diris gasped, bracing herself for the orgasm, but just when she was about to slip over the edge, the tentacles slowed their movement instantly. Diris needily bucked her hips against the tentacles, but she couldn’t move much more than an inch.
Diris opened her eyes and shot a desperate, confused glance at Kaidi.
“I’m sorry Diris. But your B-Sat level is five and a half percent. It needs to be under half of a percent before I can let you orgasm.”
Diris’ body shuddered. Longing for the sensations to continue, she asked “How long will this take?”
“A few minutes”
“Can you speed it up?!”
“I’m afraid not.”
Diris tried to relax and get a grip over her senses, but whenever she began to calm down, the teasing tentacles would pick up speed, bringing her again to the edge, but not letting her orgasm. When the tentacles slowed to a crawl, it felt like time followed.
Kaidi continued to observe the hologram, “Your B-Sat is at two percent.”
A few more moments passed before Diris’ eyes began to well up in tears, “Kaidi! Please! I can’t take it!” Diris was squirming, desperately trying to grind against the tantalizingly slow movements of the tentacles.
“You’re going to be okay Diris, just hang in there, you’re already at one percent.”
Diris’ thoughts were spinning. She ached so badly for release, her vision was going out of focus.
“PLEASE!” She shrieked.
“Point seven five percent Diris, you’re doing good.”
A thick glob of saliva stretched out of Diris’ mouth. She let out a long, frustrated groan, and then began savagely clawing at the machine under her. This frustrated her even more. She grew nauseous and soon began vomiting, covering the handle bars with the pink solution from the previous procedures.
Though sympathetic, Kaidi took no particular alarm to this behavior, “Point five five percent, just a few more seconds…”
Diris brought her arms to her body, her fingers contorted.
“Point four nine Diris. You’re done.”
Diris’ face lit up like she had just seen an angel.
“I can allow you to orgasm now, or we can rev the system down to spare you the embarrassment of-“
“PLEASE.” Diris squealed in an undignified manner. “LET ME CUM”
Kaidi began typing something in and began, “Okay. If you’d like, I can set it up so I can remotely start it in the other room to give you some privacy.”
“PLEASE, NOW! I’M BEGGING YOU!” Tears poured down Diris’ face.
With no further delay, Kaidi briskly entered a line of code and pressed enter.
Suddenly, the tentacles began to speed up their motions, and in a matter of moments Diris’ orgasm hit her full throttle. She clenched the handle bars and released a sharp cry. Her walls convulsed viciously around the tentacly appendages, and each contraction brought on an unprecedented wave of pleasure: An orgasm so intense, that it made up for every moment of the torturous ordeal. It continued to carry on for well over half a minute before finally beginning to taper down. The panting dragoness collapsed on the handlebars, eyes closed, every muscle in her body relaxing in the aftermath. She flinched slightly as the apparatus around her vulva released the seal, and the cleansing solution audibly gushed outwards.
“We’re done Diris. I’ll show you to the recovery chamber.”
The clamps around Diris’ legs and waist withdrew into the machine. Now free from her bonds, Diris dismounted the machine and attempted to follow Kaidi, but her weakened, shaky knees began to give out. Kaidi clapped her hands twice, and a number of familiar robotic forceps caught her in midair, scooped her up, and cradled her, being careful to preserve the IV bag which still fed her fluids.
The forceps gingerly carried her to, and then placed her into a pill-shaped glass chamber that was just large enough to house her body. The chamber door closed and the robotic forceps retracted back into the ceiling.
Kaidi approached the chamber, “Soon you’ll be inhaling a gas that will put you to sleep, and sterilize your skin. I’ll then inject you with nutrients lost from the procedure. You will awaken in an hour. Enjoy your nap Diris.”
Even before the anesthetic gasses began to seep into the chamber, Diris closed her eyes, and began to drift off into a pleasant slumber.
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Jon takes the Queen of Westeros.
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Her cunt was stretched beyond any limit it had been before. The dog’s knot had at last been pushed into her, past her tight lips and beyond the muscle of her opening. The slightest movement of either her or the dog sent new waves of pleasurable thrill through her system and made sure she climaxed over and over.
The dog heaved on last time and, if it was at all possible, shoved the huge purple weapon further into her and through the neck of her womb. A deep pain immediately told her that he had gone further than anything else before. It subsided only to be replaced by the sudden hot rush of canine cum as it flooded her. Locked as they were, she could do nothing about it, but then, she didn’t want to. Her desire was to accept his whole seed into her body and let it stay there for as long as she could keep it.
She glanced down between her tits and could see her belly, visibly extend as the hot cum pumped into her. She relaxed and lowered her head so that it rested on her arms that supported her on the carpeted floor. The effect was to raise her lower body and make it even easier for the dogs cock to slide even further. She guessed that the whole ten or so inches had slipped into her with the knot buried so far up her that she wondered if it would ever come out, but at the time, could care less.
Prince sensed her ease and gave one more shove that pushed her forward and his balls slapped on her clit. He had no more to give, but made sure she got it all. Instinct told him he had to stay like this for a while to allow his seed to take root. He paddled his hind legs to make sure the connection was made as deeply as possible.
She could take no more. Her stomach was so distended now, that she looked as if she were already four months pregnant. She thanked her god that it was not possible for humans and dogs to conceive, because if they could, she would have a gut full of puppies right now.
Slowly, her muscles relaxed and his knot slackened enough for the bond to break. He pulled out of her and retired to a corner of the room. She felt as if a hose was being taken out of her body. But she was determined not to allow any of the creamy thick cum to escape her. She had plans for it and wanted it to be added to. She clenched her muscles to prevent the loss of his seed.
The camera clicked and stopped. As her body absorbed his fluids.
Jack seemed to revive his interest in her. She had sucked him off pretty good, but the fucking she got from Prince had distracted her. Jack had shot some of his dog seed over her face and only a little in her mouth. Amanda loved the taste, but had been too occupied by prince to be able to really get the experience this time around.
She hit the record button on the remote and the camera whirred into action.
Jack’s nose pushed against her bruised cunt and his tongue stroked her labia, soothing the soreness and arousing her once more. Clenching her muscles was becoming uncomfortable, but she wanted to hold onto Prince’s cum until it was all absorbed or solidified in her. She pushed Jack away from her mound, but pulled his hindquarters to her mouth. Jack actually seemed to prefer being sucked off by her. Only occasionally could he be persuaded to hump her and even then, never really got right into it.
Jack’s cock poked out from its sheath. The pink tip protruded and dripped a little of the clear pre-cum lubricant that Amanda had tasted so often. He knew the drill and lay down at a convenient position at her head, allowing her access to his still semi-sheathed cock.
Her fingers coaxed the sheath back a little and eased his tool from its furry haven. Gradually, he hardened and more of him poked out, demanding her attentions. Amanda licked the pointed end and ran her tongue around the tip and tasted him for the second time today. She then slid him into her mouth and manipulated him, trapping the hardening cock between her tongue and the roof of her mouth before starting to suck him in earnest. His cock continued to grow until she could feel his knot ball in her hand. This was how he liked it, being sucked to hardness, then having his knot gripped behind until he shot his load.
She worked her throat and began to pump him into her. The tip was now at the back of her throat and slipping in and out of her gullet while she grasped him behind his knot, preventing him from thrusting or drawing out. She began the rhythmic clasping of her fist as she swallowed his cock. It was always this way that she could bring him off and the method the dog liked best. Suddenly, she felt the familiar pulsing of hardness in his knot, which told her he was about to come in a big way. Anticipation building, she increased her tempo until he suddenly erupted, shooting thick wads of his seed into her throat and down into her guts. She was always amazed at the force of this dog’s cum as it jetted from him, she always managed to catch it all and she always managed to swallow the lot. It had taken a long time for her to be able to accommodate the whole of his dick and be able to let him fuck her throat, but she was glad that she had persevered and practiced, because the reward was worth the effort and sent her boyfriends into delirium when they saw their cocks disappear.
The camera clicked off again as she hit the pause button on the remote.
Languidly, she thought about getting up to pee. It wasn’t a pressing need just yet, and she wanted Prince’s seed to stay within her. Once, when she had managed to keep one of Jacks loads inside her, it had solidified into a glutinous mass that rested in her cunt. The thrill when she walked just took her away. For some unknown reason, it acted like one of those Chinese love eggs that have a heavy ball inside them. The thrill she got from this ball of dog come had sent her over the edge. Another time, her body had absorbed the animal’s fluid. When she discovered this, she became so excited that she hit a climatic high that lasted for hours and hardly subsided after she had frigged herself senseless.
Jack had gone to lie down as he usually did. She watched as the brindle coated greyhound relaxed into sleep. Prince looked up briefly, but then returned to resting his head on his paws. Amanda was pleased with the way Prince had adopted her advances. She knew the dog, but only slightly until yesterday. He belonged to a girlfriend who was going off for a dirty weekend with her married boyfriend and had asked Amanda to take care of him. He had taken care of her and she had the hardening cum inside her to prove it. A thrill went through her at the thought.
She slept for an hour or two, a light, but satisfying nap, dreamless and totally relaxing. Amanda had no plans for today apart from making this film and having the seeing too of her life. John, her current boyfriend, had gone away for the weekend with his mates paint balling. It was understood that he would also be balling someone else. It didn’t bother Amanda at all, after all, she had the dogs and would be enjoying herself very much more than he. To be honest, it was not going to last very much longer. Already, she found herself waiting impatiently for the time he would leave to return to his own apartment. All the better if they had fucked, because Jack loved to clean her of what he must have thought to be a rival. It usually meant that she would really cum, unlike the poor imitations of John and his weenie dick.
She surfaced from her sleep and relieved her bladder. Already, the dogs cum had begun to coalesce inside her and her movement had a beautiful effect. It felt as if it was still lodged in her womb rather than her cunt. The sensation was like having butterflies in her stomach, only lower down. A rising passion warmed her and ignited in her loins, but she needed to eat and quelled the feeling.
She heated a TV dinner and fed the two dogs. The radio was on, playing some old eighties hits, Amanda only heard it as background noise while she ate. It was time to review the tape she had made. Dishes washed, she settled down with the remote and pressed play. Instantly, the TV screen had a close up of her sucking Jack while Prince was trying to penetrate her. View from a third person point of view, she was amazed at the size of Princes cock. Even before he had managed to find her entrance, he probably measured eight or nine inches. Jack could only boast six or seven at best.
Prince suddenly found the right place and she gasped as she watched the huge cock slide into her body. Aware of the need to concentrate, she desisted from fingering herself, but it was extremely difficult not to spread her long legs and stuff her hand up her cunt.
The scene played out before her with Prince, ramming his purple shaft into her willing cunt. It had been an inspired move to position the camera just as she had, because the view was fantastic and nothing was obscured from view.
She had an involuntary climax as she watched the dog’s ultimate moments and saw just how much she had accommodated within her body. Oh Wow! She thought; that was fantastic and would be the pride of her collection. The scene clicked off and then restarted with her sucking of Jack. She could see as well as remember the pleasure it gave her and could almost taste him. The tape closed as she swallowed and licked off all of jacks cum.
Now she was ready for a repeat performance, but the dogs had to go out to relieve themselves and have a run. Putting on her raincoat over her nakedness, Amanda opened the door and walked through the patio onto the communal lawn. It must have rained during the day because the grass was wet and a chill had crept into the air. The effect to her nipples was immediate and they stiffened under the coat and rasped against the fabric. This, coupled with the effects of the hardening dog come inside her had Amanda quivering and desperate to fuck the dogs senseless, but she had to allow them some time to be dogs and not lovers.
Trying to calm down, Amanda slowly walked around the edge of the lawn. It was holiday weekend and most of her neighbours had vacated to the country or family. Only ‘Old Joe’ was out enjoying the coolness of the afternoon. He waved and went back to studying the paper in his hands. She liked the privacy her home afforded, she liked it that most everyone kept themselves to themselves and didn’t pry.
The dogs had found a ball and were mock fighting over it. Amanda watched for a little while appreciating the lithe and supple strength of the animals in their play. Going back through the patio doors, Amanda planned her next camera angles and set about adjusting the tripods and lighting. Anticipation was mounting, fuelled by the constant knocking of the solid ball of cum as it slopped around inside her.
Pretty soon, she had arranged everything so that her cushion and the matting where in just the right place. She had placed a sausage shaped cushion to support her lower abdomen on the rush matting. She had found for experience that, if she got fucked with a hard lump of cum in her, the action of a hard cock loosened it and eventually, it fell out or became a blockage. She found that, by lying with the cushion under her stomach, it stopped the ball from being dislodged and even felt like an extra inch or two being shoved into her.
Her cunt became wet with the mounting excitement she was feeling. Her imagination described a picture of Prince with his knot rammed up her arse. Oh fuck! She said aloud and instantly her cunt flooded.
At last, the dogs tired of play and came back into the apartment. Amanda was more than ready for them.
***
They had brought a friend home. Maisie, a large black poodle had joined in the action outside. Jack knew the bitch very well and had tried to jump her when she was in season. Maisie’s owner though, had other ideas and had shooed him away. She belonged to a blonde silly woman who lived on the first floor. A succession of suitors had almost worn a path to the woman’s apartment, but all left in vain, because the blonde was quite gay, but loved teasing men. Amanda thought that it might be something to do with her history or that she disliked men so much, she wanted to cause as much distress as possible to them. Either way, Amanda thought it a recipe for disaster, sooner or later, one of these guys was going to exact revenge on her. Whatever, Amanda didn’t like the woman very much and was content to leave at a nodding acquaintance.
Maisie inspected the room and paused at the place where Amanda and the guys had been earlier. Her nose picked up the unmistakable scent of sex and licked at the dried residue left by them. Amanda had no fear of the dog. She had always been very friendly when their paths crossed. She came to Amanda who had arranged herself on the floor next to the cushion and checked out Amanda’s sex by smelling her groin.
Unexpectedly, she gave Amanda a long and luscious lick, pushing her tongue between her lips and expertly finding Amanda’s clit. You’re no angel, are you? Amanda said to the dog, so that’s what you and your mistress get up to is it? The dog either didn’t hear, or didn’t understand that she was being spoken to, instead, she insinuated herself between Amanda’s legs and licked her deeply, pushing her tongue right into Amanda and then over her clit.
Amanda creamed herself right there and then. The boldness of the bitch added to her pleasure and she found herself holding her cunt wide open with her fingertips so that Maisie had better access. She had forgotten to hit the record button and desperately felt for the remote while trying not to scream. At last, she found it and punched the red button just as Maisie found her button and licked the shit out of it. Amanda almost wept from the attentions of this dog and flooded its mouth with her cum. Maisie went to work then, having been rewarded with a mouthful of girl cream, she set to licking Amanda for real. Her hip rose and thrust to meet Maisie’s tongue as it rasped over her lips and clit. And then, it was too much. Amanda had to stop the crestfallen poodle from killing her with affection for her sex and taste. She pushed Maisie away and sat up to prevent the dog getting at her. All in all, it had been one of the most intense orgasms she had ever experienced and one she would remember for ever.
She hit the pause button and the camera stopped recording.
Jack and Prince had politely, sat and watched from the vantage point of the patio doors. Sat side by side, their interest had been taking by the sight of Amanda getting the tonguing of a lifetime. Both of them had become fairly aroused and this condition was announced by the appearance of their pink cocks semi-hard.
Prince, being the bolder of the two, thought he would mount the poodle and without preamble jumped her back. He yelped when she turned on him and almost had his nose in her mouth. He backed off and then tried to ingratiate himself on her by sidling up with his head down. She was having none of it and let him know in no uncertain tones, that his advances were not welcome.
She’s just like her mistress Prince, announced Amanda with a laugh, hates the men and loves the girls.
How right you are. Maisie’s owner stood at the patio doors dressed as usual in an immaculate suit. Would you mind if I took my two timing bitch back home now? That is of course, if you have finished with her.
Amanda thought about covering her nakedness up and then, in the next micro-second thought, fuck it, I am in my own home, she can just fuck off and take her dog with her. She said instead, Oh course and thank you for the loan. She has an amazing tongue I must say.
Oh course she has dear, I trained her. With that, the haughty suit and her dog left Amanda alone. She got up and closed the patio doors, berating herself for being so stupid and leaving them open. As she walked back to the cushion, the ball of cum shifted and pushed against the walls of her womb. The sensation rocked Amanda and she forget about the woman and her poodle in an instant while she tried to keep her knees from buckling.
Once she had sat back down, she pointed at a spot in one corner of the room and told Jack to go there and stay. Jack did as he was told, it seemed as if they had an empathetic understanding which had been between the girl and the dog ever since they met for the first time three years earlier when Jack was still a puppy and a present from her Mother for Graduating from University with a BSc in Animal husbandry.
Prince, come! Prince recognised his name and padded over to the prone girl who smelt just wonderful. Slowly, Amanda caressed his body and worked her way down to his organ. It needed little encouragement and sprang to life outside of its sheath.
The camera began to record once she had pressed the button.
Her deft touch soon had Prince panting and doing mini-humps into her soft hands. Amanda knew what she was doing, her experience with a dogs cock told, she kept him on the verge of going over the top and fucking her hand. She had a reason. It wasn’t to tease the poor animal, but if she could get him to unload a bit, it made for a longer session with the dog lasting almost twice as long, also, when it did come to getting linked, his know would have already diminished a little and be easier to control. Amanda really did now what she was doing.
Prince whined and couldn’t help an ejaculation in her hand. Carefully, she cupped the glutinous fluid and massaged it into her cunt and arse for two reasons. Firstly, the dog will always clean up after himself and having her arse licked by a dog was just one heaven she liked to visit, the other was that it helped lubricate her tight anus, ready for a large dogs cock to slip straight into. Prince obliged and cleaned his cum from her arse while she lay on her back with her knees raised.
Amanda, was ready, as ready as she ever would be to receive this animals throbbing purple shaft. She spun over and presented her arse to the dogs questing nose. With a little encouragement, she got him to mount her and grasped his rock hard cock with her hand. Prince started to hump and she controlled his thrust with her fingers. When his needs became urgent, she guided him into her tight bud and let him sink his massive shaft right into her sphincter. The first part was easy, already lubricated; the tip penetrated her with no effort. The next step was to control him so he didn’t ram into her too deeply until her muscles had got used to the idea. Then, when everything was right, she removed her hand and pushed back against one of his thrusts. The effect was electric. His knot found home and passed her opening. She clenched and held the dog tightly within her and her head reeled from the sheer pleasure that flooded her brain. Prince reacted in a typical way. His cock had gone home and now it was time to seriously fuck this bitch. His hips thrust in rapid motion, driving him deeper and deeper. His knot had embedded its self all the way inside her and had become swollen to the size of a tennis ball.
Amanda shrieked her orgasm, wave upon wave of sheer bliss coursed through her and overloaded her synaptic senses. She humped him right back and fucked his huge cock as if her life depended on it. It lasted very much longer than usual. Making him cum before fucking her had done the trick. But, Amanda still had a design for this session.
She eased forward which put pressure on Princes cock. Unlike Human, their cocks are not quite so supple and don’t bend too well. Prince’s cock flew out of her gaping arse hole like a jet-propelled snake. Immediately, Amanda knelt back up and grasping him again, guided him into her yawning cunt. Prince started all over again and quickly found himself buried as far as it is possible to go up this beautiful bitch.
His cock found its way through her relaxed defences and nudged the opening of her womb. This is what she wanted. With the hard ball of dog come in her already, his cock would find the opening with little trouble and then knock the ball around inside her, sending her to oblivion. It worked just as she planned. Oh it worked alright and she fucked him back so hard that she split one of her labia lips meeting one of his thrusts. She hardly felt it as the ball of cum bounced around and she exploded over and over again.
Suddenly, Prince could not take anymore. A huge spray of Fuck juice jetted into her abdomen, filling it once more and causing her stomach to expand. He thrust one last time and howled the release at the top of his lungs with his head thrown back in the classic wolf stance. His balls emptied into her and he pulled away to collapse in the corner of the room.
Amanda reached a place she had never been before. Thousands of orgasms and climaxes had wracked her body in the past. Hundreds of times, she had been so exhausted that thinking was too much of an effort, but this time, she had entered another plane of pleasure. Synapses shut down and caused her to slump forward, almost comatose. She had orgasmed until her brain had got to the point of shutting down all nonessential parts and just concentrating on supply of oxygen to the vital organs. She was all but unconscious. She didn’t feel Jack licking her and cleaning her blood away from the split lip. She didn’t feel him gently fuck her arse while she lay prostrate over the cushion. She didn’t have any knowledge of Princes painful cock and how Jack eased that for him with his tongue. Amanda didn’t realise that her dog Jack, had a sympathetic nature for her and Prince and was quite happy to just keep them safe while they recovered.
The tape ran out and the camera stopped automatically.
Amanda came too after a couple of hours. She needed the toilet badly and felt ashamed in some way that she had lost control of the situation. Her memory had shut out some of the details of just how far she had gone with these two dogs. She wasn’t ashamed that she had fucked with them, she loved to do that, no, she was ashamed that her instincts had taken over and she had become no more than a wild animal herself and had become lost to the primal urge to mate until she was filled with semen.
She had to work the ball of cum from her body. Usually, she could just insert a couple of fingers and work it out and get off on the experience, but not this time. This time, it was wedged so far inside her that it was beyond reach. In the end, she took the head off the shower attachment and shoved it inside her battered cunt and washed it out. It was almost like giving birth being the size of a soft ball.
Later, when she was sitting in the lounge eating her supper, she watched the tape. Her shame dissipated rapidly and was replaced but a feeling of pride. Pride, in having made the best film of a sex session between human and canine counterparts. Pride that she had fucked the dog senseless and in turn had been fucked to oblivion. Pride in how her lover Jack had taken care of business afterwards.
Her tapes had fetched good prices on the market in the past. Each film, making as much as a couple of hundred thousand dollars on the net as a pay per view item. She knew that the tape she had running in her machine now would set her for life. She wasn’t wrong.
Amanda’s film grossed two million in the first year. She didn’t make another, why should she anyway. Prince was returned after a day or two and was never to make a reappearance. Jack died aged eleven. Amanda didn’t get another dog. She could never find one that shared the empathetic link as she had with Jack. She did however, buy a string of horses and became a very successful breeder.
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