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28.11.2019

Chantelle’s Punishment

Some stories I wrote hike thinking about being a sub

28.11.2019

Chapter 9. Fun with Christy, Jen, and Cindy.

Chapter 9. Fun with Christy, Jen, and Cindy.
The following Monday after a very interesting weekend with Jeremy, Jo and Jo’s slave, we returned to work refreshed. We had taken Sunday off from sex completely. We needed to recharge our batteries.
While relaxing on Sunday I had come up with some ideas. I put some clothespins into my briefcase, along with some of my wife’s toys. I also remembered seeing a set of kneeling punishment stocks at an antique store a few miles down the road. I left work at about 9:30am on Monday to run down and see if the store still had them. They did, so I bought them and brought them back to the school with me. They were in a large box, so nobody could see what they were. I retrieved a dolly and rolled them into my office and into the closet. I unboxed them, but left them there.
I had my assistant send notes to Christy, Jen, and Cindy for them to report at 4pm to the Headmaster’s office.
My wife came in about 11:30am and asked if we were going to check out the restrooms today. I said that I was going to save myself for the slaves coming to see me at 4pm. She smiled. Well, I’ll let you have your fun without me today. I think I’ll just catch up on some work and see you at home later. She left and I thought more about what my plan was.
At 4pm, the three girls appeared together at my door. I asked them in and told them to close the door. I then told them all to assume the position. They all lined up in front of my desk, leaned over, pulled up their skirts, and put their hands on the desk. Three perfect young asses stared at me. But not just three asses, also three pussies were peeking between the legs as all three had gone without underwear. I could also see that Jen and Cindy had the two butt plugs.
I told them to stay put and I went over to my closet and pulled out the stocks. They were pretty low and required the supplicant to kneel and lean forward to put their hands in the stocks. I looked at the three girls and then at the stocks. Who would be first? Cindy. She was still uninitiated into our circle.
“Cindy” I said. “You have not been properly punished by the Master and initiated into this little group. I want you to come here and get into the stocks.”
All three girls got up and Cindy looked a little uncertain at the stocks, but Christy gave her a little shove so Cindy started walking toward the stocks. She wasn’t sure she wanted to do this. I think she was just thought we had group sex. She looked like she was going to chicken out, so I said to the others “Help her into the stocks.”
“Yes, Master” they said in unison. And they grabbed Cindy tightly and led her to the stocks. Cindy didn’t fight too much, but was a little uncooperative, so Christy smacked her on the ass once and they managed to get her there. They forced her to kneel and put her hands into place, and then I lowered the top of the stocks and put the pin in place. Unfortunately, she still had her clothes on. I forgot about that, so I went to my desk and got my scissors. At first, there was a little alarm in all their eyes. I got to Cindy, lifted up the back of her shirt and started cutting. I cut it all the way up the middle and across the shoulders so that I could get it all off. Then I cut all the straps on her bra and took it off. I loved her large tits, so I grabbed them and pinched them. She jerked. I then just pulled up her skirt because it was not going to be in the way.
I pointed to her ass and said, “Jen, remove her butt plug. Christy, get the bag on my desk.”
Jen reached up and slowly removed the butt plug. While there, she quickly stroked Cindy’s pussy and ass. Cindy jerked and moaned.
Christy came back with the bag of goodies that I had brought. I pulled out the clothespins. Both Jen and Christy stared at them. Cindy couldn’t see them, but she would soon see them.
“Cindy,” I said, “You are going to be punished for putting yourself into a situation that was none of your business. I’m going to make sure that you remember this, got it?”
“Yes, Master, I understand.”
I took out some of the clothespins and went to her tits first. When she saw them her eyes went wide. I pulled and pinched on a nipple and pinned it. She went “Ouch!” and starting jerking. I did the same thing to her second tit. She looked lovely with the clothespins hanging from those big jugs.
Now I moved behind. She couldn’t see very well, but she was craning anyway to try to catch a glimpse of what I was going to do. I told Christy and Jen. “Hold her pussy lips open.”
They did as told and I put a pin on each side of her pussy lips holding them open slightly and pinching the flesh. I decided that that wasn’t enough so I put three more on each side. She now had 8 clothespins, 4 on each side of her pussy. Each time I did it, she jerked and moaned.
I stepped back and looked. It was something I always wanted to do.
I took off my clothes and stood behind her. Christy and Jen were kneeling on either side of her ass.
“Suck my cock and get it wet, both of you” I ordered them.
They slid forward and together started working on my cock. It was pretty hard in a couple of seconds, but I loved standing there watching two young things worshipping my dick. I pushed them away a little and said, “Open her ass.”
Now Cindy jumped. She had obviously never been fucked there and I was going to do it without lubrication. I just moved my dick forward and aimed it at her asshole. Christy and Jen were holding her cheeks apart.
“Please, I have never done anal” Cindy pleaded. “Please, Master”.
I slapped her ass hard and said “Shut up, cum slut. You won’t be able to say that after today. I’m taking that ass cherry right now.”
She continued pleading so I slapped her on the ass again really hard. Once on each cheek. “Shut up, you cunt!” I spat at her. “You wanted some sex, so here is some sex.” And I put my dick against her asshole. She was just whimpering now. Christy and Jen were staring at my dick and her ass. I pushed it hard and it started to go in, but it was very tight with her fighting it. I pulled back and stuck it out at Christy, who wet it very thoroughly again. Then I put it back there and pushed hard. My dick popped in and went in about three inches.
“Ooooowwwww!” came from Cindy.
I started a rhythm and knew this wouldn’t last long. I had never been this forceful and the combination of that and the very tight ass meant it would be quick.
“Pull the clothespins off her pussy, Cindy. Jen, get down there and lick her pussy and my balls.”
The other two did as they were told and with each tug of a clothespin, Cindy jerked. I could tell when they had removed them all because suddenly there was a licking on my balls and Cindy started moaning more as her pussy and clit were licked. I picked up the pace and was slamming into her now. She was moaning like crazy. I finally got ready to cum, but instead of inside her ass, I wanted to cum all over her ass and back. I pulled out and started to cum. I jerked it hard and my first few spurts were up to her shoulder blades and then the rest on her ass. I stood up straight and ordered Christy and Jen to lick up the cum. They did.
“Have you cum yet, Cindy?” I asked her.
“Nooo, Master” she said quietly and with a little whimper.
“Good. I want you to think about trying to get in the middle of something you don’t know about. You can cum only when I tell you.”
To the others I said “Jen, put on the strap on and lay down just in front of Cindy. Christy, mount the strap on. You are going to get filled up now.”
Jen put on the strap on and lay on the floor a couple of feet in front of Cindy.
“Christy, get on board the strap on.” She did.
“Now bend over and get ready to be double-fucked. She looked at me, smiled, and said, “Something I’ve always wanted to try, Master.”
She was impaled pretty good on the strap on. I lubed up her ass and my dick and scooted forward to where her asshole was calling me. I lined it up and started to push it in. I looked at Cindy. She was staring and watching intently. There were still a couple of tears on her chin.
“Isn’t this what you really want Cindy?” I asked her.
“Yes, Master.” She murmured.
I was a little stunned. She had just had her first ass-fucking and it was dry and forced and I’m sure she was sore. But she claimed she wanted to be double-fucked.
I started sliding my dick into Christy. She moaned, a lot. It was very tight and hard to get in there with the large strap on dick in her pussy taking up so much room. She leaned forward a little more to where her tits and Jen’s were mashed together. I pushed and was finally able to pop the head in. The rest went in easier. I looked at the two of them and Christy rose up a little and mashed Jen’s tits with her hands. Jen had her hands on Christy’s hips and mine were over the top of them. I was straddling both of them. I looked over at Cindy. She was completely enraptured by what she was seeing her two 18 year old classmates do to an older man.
I kept up a little rhythm and this caused Christy to slide forward so that the strap on came out a little when I pushed in and then it would go back in when I pulled back and out. She was getting an alternating fucking. I was amazed at where I was a couple of weeks ago compared to now. I wanted to fuck this young thing for hours. But I knew that I couldn’t last forever and I had further plans for Cindy. I was fucking Christy for about 5 minutes when she cried out and came. She was really having a good one and it lasted for a while. Jen was staring at Christy, watching every move on her face while she orgasmed. She seemed as interested as I was in that.
I was getting close myself, so I pulled out and turned to Cindy. “Suck my cock clean and swallow Master’s cum you cum slut.” I expected her to hesitate, but she immediately opened her mouth and started sucking for all she was worth. Obviously, she had done this before. Maybe not straight from another woman’s ass, but she could suck with the best of them. I held her head and fucked her face for a couple of minutes and then told her “Master is going to cum. Make sure you don’t spill any of Master’s wonderful seed.” All she could answer with was “Mmff.
I finally came with a big shudder and spurt down her throat. She really started sucking and swallowing hard to make sure she got it all. I gave her several big squirts and then relaxed and let her keep sucking to get it all. She did a very good job.
I looked back at Jen and Christy, and Christy was absent-mindedly rocking lightly on the strap on and rubbing Jen’s tits, but both of them were watching Cindy closely.
“Very good, Cindy” Christy said. “Maybe you do belong in this group.”
“Christy, get off Jen and stand up in front of Cindy. Jen, get behind Cindy with that strap on.”
They complied and Cindy looked a little scared again, afraid I was going to have Jen ass fuck her. But I had decided once was enough for Cindy.
“Christy,” I ordered. “Turn around and bend over the stock that is holding Cindy’s hands. Cindy, I want you to eat Christy’s pussy and ass until she comes. As soon as she comes, Jen will fuck you and you will be allowed to cum.”
Christy backed up and bent over the stock. I watched Cindy lick Christy’s ass where my dick had just been and then work her way down across her pussy to her clit. She was doing a pretty good job and Christy was having a hard time holding still. I watched for a couple of minutes and decided that she was doing a good job and that Christy would be cumming soon. Jen was kneeling behind Cindy watching. I decided that that wasn’t good enough. I wanted to fuck her, too.
“Cindy”, I said to her. “Take your mouth off Christy and suck my dick back to life.”
She turned and sucked my dick. With all the young tits, ass, and pussy around, and the smell of sex being so strong, I was already getting hard again. She had me hard in a couple of minutes.
“Okay, stop. Now what do you want Cindy?”
“I want to cum.” She said.
I slapped her on the ass hard. “What did you say?”
“Master, may I please cum?” she corrected.
“Soon, my baby, you can cum… soon.”
I pointed her back to Christy’s ass, who was looking a little disappointed that Cindy’s tongue had been absconded. I smiled at her and winked. Cindy went back to work on Christy. I bent over and yanked the last clothespin off her right nipple. “Mmmmff” she went with her tongue buried in Christy’s ass. She was doing well. The left one had fallen off, but the right one had left her nipple very sensitive. It was red and swollen and I stroked it. She squirmed and moaned. I then got on my knees and stuck my head under her and sucked it in strongly. She broke free from Christy and said “Oh, my god!”
I was ready now. I went back behind her to where Jen was dejectedly kneeling. She was feeling a little neglected. I looked down and could see that Cindy was very turned on. Her pussy lips were very red and she was leaking fluid all down her legs. Jen smiled and pointed the strap on at Cindy. I shook my head no. Again she looked disappointed.
But she perked up when I went behind her and told her to bend over. I had the lube in my hand and was lubing my dick. It was also leaking pre-cum and hard as a rock. She bent over and I looked at her delicious tiny ass. She still had the butt plug in. I pushed her forward a little and took hold of it. I twisted. She moaned. I then slowly slid it out and looked at that opening. I looked up at Cindy and Christy. Christy was enjoying it, but didn’t seem to be cumming yet. I squatted a little and put my dick easily into Jen’s ass. She moaned loudly. I told her to see how Cindy was doing with her tongue. She leaned over and licked Cindy once from her clit to her ass. Cindy yelped and quivered. She was so turned on that she was starting to shake. I then told Jen that she needed to be able to fuck Cindy while I fucked her ass. She raised up a little with my dick in her ass and scooted forward keeping me in her ass. She laid the strap on dildo on Cindy so that it was in nestled in her ass crack pointing up in the air. Cindy scooted back and moaned loudly. Christy was getting pretty close to cumming. She was squirming under Cindy’s tongue that was now probing her ass and she was rubbing her clit for all she was worth. I was slowly ass fucking Jen, and Jen was waiting for the moment to fuck Cindy. Cindy was visibly close without any touching from the way her body was now quivering. Then Christy went off like a shot. She yelled and shook and kept saying “Eat my ass, eat my ass”.
She finally collapsed on the floor and Cindy yelled “Please may I cum, Master!!!”
“Yes, you may cum. Jen, stick that fake cock in her pussy.”
Jen waited for me to be on an out stroke and lined her “dick” up with Cindy’s pussy. When I pushed hard into her ass, she let my momentum force the dick into Cindy. “Ooooohhhh!’ cried Cindy. As soon as it reached bottom, she came… in buckets. She started shaking and moaning. Her whole body was racked with spasms and she kept jerking and jerking. She was putting out so much cum from her pussy that there was a puddle on the floor. We had stopped to watch this, but now I started fucking Jen’s ass in earnest. The fake dick was pounding in Cindy who was almost delirious. Her cunt and clit were so sensitive after that long orgasm that she was cumming again. I motioned Christy over and told her to lick my ass. As soon as Christy made contact with my ass while I was fucking Jen’s ass, I came, too. I jerked and jerked and came more buckets in Jen’s ass. I removed my sensitive dick from her ass and she had stopped fucking Cindy. She pulled out and as soon as she did, Christy pushed her over and started eating her ass and my spunk out of it. She put two fingers into Jen’s pussy, licked her ass like crazy and Jen, too, came buckets. She completely soaked Christy’s face.
“Oh, god. That was fantastic Christy” she said as she collapsed to the floor.
“You bet it was” said Christy. She then moved over and cleaned up my dick. I was exhausted. But I had to get Cindy out of the stocks. I went over and opened the stocks and lifted her up. She could barely move. I lay her on the floor and she worked to catch her breath. We were all still naked.
Finally, she looked up at me and said, “Master, that was the greatest thing I have ever had happen to me in my life.”
I just smiled and patted her fine little ass.
“Okay, girls, let’s get this place picked up.” I said.
We put everything away and I expected them to leave, but they waited for a few minutes.
“What?” I asked.
Christy, always the outgoing one, spoke for them. “Master, you have to pick two of us and put the butt plugs back in before we leave. And we need another plug for the other girl.”
I smiled. This was too much fun. I put the plugs in Christy and Jen, figuring Cindy might be a little sore, but she still looked disappointed.
Chapter 10. The Sub Club.

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28.11.2019

Deli Girl 2

50’s something couple start to date, then start to enjoy sharing

OK readers, here comes a LONG story that I have been working on for a while. I don’t think this will become a series unless I get requests for it. Tina comes home early and finds a surprise in her bedroom, the babysitter masturbating on her bed. She could just fire the girl, but decides to punish her, while living out one of her fantasies.

Fantasy

28.11.2019

Doomsday (Fixed and edited)

By southerngentleman87 ©
Part 1 The Day My Life Changed!
Now for all of you who are reading this I will describe how my life was and was changed by things I could not control. First my name is Cory McGriffin. I did not ever think I’d be one of the few mentally stable people left alive after major climate changes caused the world everyone knew to disappear.
Now for those of the younger sort that don’t know what I’m talking about I’ll take the time to describe how my life was before. I grew up as an only child in a normal suburban neighborhood. I spent my childhood and teenage years like every other guys at that time, joking around with friends or as I got older, chasing girls and trying to get laid. After I got finished with high school I went to a mediocre college where I studied computers to get a good paying job. Now if I had known how things would have ended up I would have studied more practical subjects like survival or primitive living. But more on that later, it all happened on what started out as a normal day …
I woke up at 5:30am to get ready for work, jumped into the shower and washed my twenty-five year old body clean to prepare for the upcoming day of working and being in an office building full of people. I decide to indulge in some self-gratifying pleasure before work today. Now at twenty-five I’ve had my fair share of flings with the opposite sex but none have lasted long or been all that emotional for me.
I am by far no ladies’ man but with average looks and a likeable personality I have had my share of experience with women but I never grew out of liking a good self-induced orgasm. As I stroke my throbbing erection to the point of bursting I was thinking of a girl I work with named Tirana. She is gorgeous with her long, raven black hair and tempting plump breasts. As to better understand my attraction to her I’ll describe her in more detail, she stands a little under average height, has an ass most women would kill for, high and tight but just enough bounce to hint at the pleasure it could give a man, and a medium sized waist that shows she keeps herself fit. Now it’s not just her body that attracts me to her, it’s also her mind and up bringing that I find so irresistible.
She is the sweetest and kind hearted girl I’ve ever met. On her first day as an employee at our work place she made it a point to try to be friends with everyone from the mail guy to the upper level management people. I, on the other hand, try my best to just blend in with the surroundings and not attract unwanted attention. I’m not an introverted person but I always figured that in an office type setting it’s better to not be seen and heard so as to keep your job longer. Now back to our main topic.
I proceeded to cum all over my shower wall thinking of my co-worker, then got out and ready for my day at work. While getting ready I turned on the TV to hear the news and got the shock of my life, “This is no joke, we are in a worldwide state of emergency. There are earthquakes off the scale all around the world and the waves created are going to flood all of the low lying areas. We recommend everyone get to higher ground quickly and safely.” As soon as this was announced I went into panic mode, I stripped out of my working clothes and dug through my closet trying to find things from my past I never knew I’d use again. Now it might be a surprise that a “computer geek” such as me would have been an avid hunter and fisherman in my past but it’s true. My father was a retired military Sergeant and took pride in teaching me all he knew for just such an occasion. I threw on my camouflage and got my dad’s old 9mm pistol and hunting rifle out along with my tackle box and fishing gear. Just then I received a phone call and went to answer it just make sure it was nothing important, “Hello?”
“Hey, Cory?”
“Yea is this Tirana?”
“Yea, I know you have to be busy right now but I don’t have any idea what to do. Is it ok if I come over?”
“Of course it is Ti. Just pack your clothes and get over here a.s.a.p. We will take my truck and get somewhere safe.”
“Thanks Cory, you’re a life saver.”
About fifteen minutes later I heard her car pull up in my driveway. I stopped packing all the canned food in the house into a box and went to open the front door for her. When I opened it I saw her still in pajamas standing there with two suitcases in her hands. I took them from her and said, “Here, come on in Ti.”
She walked in and flopped down on the sofa, starting to sob. I threw the suitcases in my truck and ran back into the house and asked, “What’s wrong?”
She told me that her parents lived in California and that she couldn’t reach them at all. I held her in my arms and said, “I’m sure they are fine,” while I knew that they were not. You see right before she pulled up I heard over the TV that most of California was destroyed and the rest was about to be underwater.
I told her, “We can’t say here. The city will soon be too dangerous for us to be safe. Go take a shower and get dressed in warm comfy clothes while I run into town and grab some stuff we need.”
She said ok and I asked, “Which suitcase do you need?”
She replied, “I will just wear some of yours,” and turned to leave. I walked out the door, jumped into my truck and proceeded to town. I got to the hunting store and they were just opening up. I ran in and grabbed ten days’ worth of M.R.E.s, two down sleeping bags, a solar powered generator, electric camp stove, a ham radio, a compound bow and fifty arrows, ten cases of bullets for each gun, two large three-man tents, and two large belt knives. I hit the counter and saw one of my high school buddies is running the store.
“Hey James, are you the only one here?”
“Yea I got the early shift today,” he looked at what I was buying and asked, “Ok what’s going on?”
I looked at him and asked, “Haven’t you heard the news?”
“You know I don’t listen to that shit, why?”
I repeated what I’d heard that morning and he went, “What the fuck?”
I answered, “Yea I’m hitting the mountains dad use to take us to.”
He goes, “Ok man what do we need?” I told him we needed more food and guns in case the shit got really bad. He offered, “If that’s all we need then here,” and threw me the keys to the gun cabinet, saying, “Grab what you want. I’m going with you.”
I grabbed two shotguns, two more 9mms, a 357 revolver, three crossbows, and all the ammunition for each type. After weapons ammunition and food were taken care of I remembered we were going to need fuel to get up there, and other places if need be. I grabbed four 25 gallon gas cans. While I was doing this James was getting all the food in the store and himself some camouflage and other necessities for living in the mountains. We loaded everything into my truck and his jeep and I told him to grab his girlfriend and meet me at my house.
I drove back and got to the house without any problems. As I walked up to the door I saw it was ajar a little and stopped. I got a bad feeling from this and pulled out one of the new 9mms from my bag and load it. I slowly pushed the door open and saw Tirana, naked, with her hands tied up and a large guy with a knife fondling her breast. He didn’t see me as I aimed at the knife and bang, it went flying out of his hand along with two of his fingers. Tirana looked shocked and the guy didn’t know what happened at first, then grabbed his hand and screamed. I ran up and kicked him onto the floor, then pressed the gun to the side of his head and said, “If you aren’t out of this house in three seconds I’ll blow your brains all over the wall!” He shat himself and ran out the door screaming.
I went over to Tirana and held her as I cut the ropes off her arms. I ask what happened and she explained it to me. After I had left she took her shower and got dressed in my bedroom. Then she heard someone knocking so she figured I needed help with something and opened the door; then that guy grabbed her and put the knife to her neck saying, “Scream and I’ll cut your fucking head off.”
She kept quiet and he tied her up and went looking through the house. When he found out she was alone and that was nothing to steal he came back to her and said, “I guess since you’re the only thing worth taking I’ll just do that then.” Then he slowly stripped her with the knife and started to play with her breast, then I showed up. She sobbed the whole time and I went to get her some pants and a t-shirt.
She had just put them on when James and his girlfriend showed up. He walked in and saw the blood everywhere and me with a gun in the waist of my pants and said, “What happened?”
I looked at Tirana and she shrugged so I explained it to him. He just laughed and said, “That guy had better be glad you just blew off his fingers; if he had been doing anything more to her you would have killed him.”
Tirana looked at us for a minute and then said, “Would you really have killed him if he had raped me?”
I looked at her and shook my head saying, “Yea I would; men who hurt women are worse than dog shit to me.”
She got this surprised look and ran over and kissed me hard. I looked at her stunned for a minute then kissed her back. As we made out I heard the horn of James’s car go off, telling us to come on so we could get the hell out of there. I got everything loaded into the truck and Tirana climbed in while I opened my door and started it up. It was about 7am now as I turned the radio on and listened to the latest news about the world going to hell around us.
As we listen to the latest news Tirana slid over close to me and rested her head on my shoulder, I look down into her eyes as she snuggled into me, I wrapped my arm around her and she looked up at me with questioning eyes like she was asking if this was ok. I just smiled down at her and drove us towards the mountains about four hours away. After we’d been driving for about an hour I noticed that we needed to buy gas soon, so I honked at James and signaled him to pull over.
We got off to the side of the road and he walked up to my truck and said, “What’s up?”
I told him to stop and fill his car up at the next station and I’d put it on my credit card. We pulled back out onto the road and didn’t stop till we were at the next station and we all got out.
James’s girlfriend Jenna says she wanted some snacks and I told her, “That’s fine,” and told the girls, “Go get whatever you want and get a lot of it because we won’t be back in a town any time soon.”
I handed the girls my American Express card and said, “Go wild you two.” I used my Visa card to buy all the gas and fill both cars and all four cans. As we were just finishing filling all the gas cans the girls came out holding four bags each and climbed back into the cars. James and I looked at each other and laughed as we got in too. We started driving again and I looked over at Tirana and asked, “So what did you girls get?”
She named off a bunch of snacks and sodas, then blushed. This got me to wondering and I asked, “Anything else?”
She nodded and said, “We got condoms too, all he had in the store.”
I laughed and said, “That’s planning ahead. I’m glad you girls thought of that; we don’t need James’s girlfriend getting pregnant right now.” Tirana blushed again and I caught on and added, “Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t think about that Tirana.”
We got to the mountains about three hours later. Me and Tirana had gotten over the embarrassment and were joking around. We found a nice spot beside a stream and started to set up camp. As me and James got the tents set up I got the girls to build a fire pit and find firewood. We got everything done in short order and were all hungry as it was getting close to lunch time. I told the girls to bring out the snacks they got and we all got to eating. After lunch we were all kind of tired and decided to take a nap for a little while. Well James and Jenna took one tent and Tirana and I took the other. Well after we went in I pulled my shirt off and crawled into my sleeping bag. As I got comfy I felt Tirana lay down beside me and rubbed my shoulders. I turned over to look at her and saw a smoldering ‘come fuck me’ look on her face. I looked back at her, unsure, and asked, “Are you sure this is what you want?” She nodded and pulled the sleeping bag open.
I pulled her down on top of me and kissed her passionately as I rubbed my hands up her back under her shirt. Our tongues danced inside each other’s mouths as I pulled her shirt up to her neck. We broke the kiss so I could remove her shirt and then go back to tongue fucking each other’s mouths. I reached my hands to her beautiful breasts and gently rubbed my hands all over them. She moaned into my mouth as I rubbed my fingers over her nipples.
We broke our kiss and she moaned, “I’ve waited so long to do this.” I looked up into her eyes with a questioning look. She answered my look saying, “I’ve wanted us to be together for a while now, but I was worried that you didn’t feel the same.”
I looked into her eyes and said, “Tirana, I have admired and wanted you from the first day we met. But I had the same doubt you did, and that is why I never said anything about it.”
She smiled down at me and said, “Well now we get the chance to rectify those mistakes,” as she unbuttoned my pants and pulled them free of my body. She stood there in an old pair of my jeans with her breasts free to my hungry eyes. My dick hardened to its full eight inch length as I watched her slide them down her curvy inviting hips. As her shaved mound came into view I let out an audible gasp. I should have seen it before, when she was naked, but I was so mad and worried that the asshole with the knife would hurt her that I paid no attention to her nude bound body.
She saw the delight in my eyes as her most secret region was on display before my eyes and laughed at my reaction. She dropped the jeans to the floor and reached down to grab a hold of my boxers and pulled them off with one swift motion. Now it was her turn to gasp as she saw my erection for the first time. Now I’m no porn star or long dong silver but I’m at least better than average with a length of eight inches and a thickness of about two and a half inches. Needless to say I’ve never had complaints about my size and from the look on her face I didn’t see one coming now either.
As we stared at each other’s nude bodies I started to hear a moaning sound coming from outside our tent. From the blush on Tirana’s face I could tell she heard the same thing. We looked at each other and I yelled, “Hey, shut the hell up over there, I’m trying to take a nap!”
James didn’t miss a stroke from the sounds we heard as he yelled back, “Hey you shut the hell up, I’m trying to fuck my girlfriend over here!” Everyone burst out laughing at his offhand comment.
Tirana looked at me and said, “Well we might as well do the same, cause from what I hear they aren’t going to chill for a while.”
I just smiled back at her and said, “I’m game if you are sweetie.”
She crawled up my body and kissed me deeply as I felt her fingers grip the base of my dick as she rubbed it along her warm wet pussy. We moaned into each other’s mouth as we felt the head slip into her narrow slippery opening. She started to slowly slide down my rock hard cock until I felt myself bottom out inside her. Now I’d felt myself do this before, but I still had an inch to go before I was all the way inside of her. She looked down into my eyes with a look of surprise and said, “There is still more? Oh my god, I’ve never felt this full in my life!”
I looked into her eyes and asked, “Do you want me to take over hunny, or do you like to ride what you got already?”
She looked into my eyes and said, “I want you to pound that whole thing into me!”
I rolled her over onto her back and gently but firmly pushed another half inch into her as I felt her cervix open to my intruding cock head and heard her scream, “Oh god yessss!”
I pushed again and felt my head pop into her uterus and her body started to tremble as her orgasm overcame her. I gently started to fuck my cock in and out of her willing pussy as she was lost in the intensity of the feeling in her body. I slowly speeded up my actions and got the reward of a long guttural moan from her as she was swept up into another body quaking orgasm. The feeling of her pussy and womb both trying to milk my dick dry were having a very welcome effect on me, as I was rapidly approaching the most mind blowing cum of my life. I said to her, not really knowing if she heard me or not, “I’m about to cum.”
As I say this she yelled, “Inside me, do it inside!”
I proceeded to dump all my cum as deep as I could into her womb, her face locked in what I’d say was a priceless expression as she felt me fill her womb to bursting with my hot seed.
We collapsed, still locked in place panting as we heard James yell, “Shut her up. I’m trying to sleep,” and then burst out laughing with Jenna.
We took a minute to recompose ourselves and then I started to withdraw my limp cock from her pussy’s embrace. Tirana wrapped her arms around me and held me to her, saying, “No don’t pull it out yet, please,” almost on the point of tears.
I kissed her passionately and said, “I’ll stay here as long as you want me to Ti.” We continued to stay locked in a lovers embrace as we heard James and Jenna come out of their tent and start to unload the cars.
I said, “Baby I’d love lay here with you all day but we still have work to do.”
She unlocked her arms and grunted as I removed myself from her, looking down at my still semi-erect dick as it exited her body. Then she did something that caught me off guard and inhaled my whole dick into her mouth and throat, cleaning off all traces of our sexual encounter from minutes before. As she moaned, “Yummy,” around my dick I felt her tongue licking all around the shaft and head of my dick. I felt myself start to harden in her hot wanton mouth and said, “Sorry baby, but I’ve got to go help get camp set up for the night so please stop for now.”
She removed her mouth from my cock and said, “Ok, but later this is all mine,” while squeezing my dick with her hand.
We got dressed and exited the tent just in time to see James pulling out his “stash”.
I walked up behind him and said, “What you got there bro?”
James turned around with this guilty look and said, “Nothing,” while avoiding my eyes. I looked over his shoulder and saw a gallon zip lock bag full to the limit with some of the best pot I’d ever seen.
I got kind of upset and yelled at him, “What the fuck? James I told you only important things damn it!”
He got the face of a scolded child and said, “It’s not what you think man!”
I said, “Oh yea then what is it?”
He explained that if the world really was going to hell then we would need something to trade other people for things we would need later like more ammunition, food, and gas.
I calmed down and said, “Ok, I’m sorry for yelling at you then. I didn’t think of something like that.”
He cheered up and said, “Hey this is just for fun pot. I have seeds for the trading pot we will need.”
I looked at the girls and they both were smiling from ear to ear so I gave in and said, “Ok I know when I’m out voted.” Everyone cheered happily and we finished unpacking.
Now he might be a pothead but James isn’t stupid. I saw that he got more things I didn’t think of, like his complete tool kit for working on the cars or building things we need, two axes, three hammers, about ten boxes of nails, an electric drill, an air compressor, pots, pans, and table settings for us to use. Now that we had everything unpacked and hidden around camp we all sat down to talk about where we go from here.
I asked anyone if they had ideas about what they wanted to do, they all said, “You’re the one that got us out of the city and safe up here, so we trust you to decide what’s best for us to do.”
I said, “Ok, that makes me leader right?”
They all agreed and I said, “Ok then, here is the rules: everyone is to be armed with a loaded gun at all times; this morning’s incident made me see that we all need to be able to protect ourselves at all times. Now the next rule is: no one is alone ever, until we know this place is safe and no one is here that will hurt us. The last rule: you don’t point a gun at anything you’re not willing to kill. Now James, I know you know this, but I’m guessing the girls have limited or no experience with firearms so we will start teaching them to shoot a.s.a.p.” I then looked at the girls and they looked nervous about learning to shoot. I told them, “I’m not doing this because we will make you hurt stuff or go with us to dangerous places. I’m doing it because while we are hunting or gone to get things we need you will have to protect each other and I would feel better about it if you both knew how to defend yourselves, Ok?” They both nodded their heads and seem to calm down quite a bit.
Me and James looked at each other and grinned really wide as we looked at the girls. They gave us a look like, “Ok, what’s up?” We both counted to three in our heads and yelled, “Now for our camping party.”
The girls both cracked up laughing as me and James packed the bong he brought with him and took a big hit. The girls both held their hands out wanting a turn so I passed it to Jenna. Tirana looked hurt and I said, “Sorry baby, she was next in line.” Then she smiled at me as she knew it wasn’t personal. We all sat around and smoked about three bowls of weed, then we got the munchies so we destroyed a lot of snacks the girls got that morning.
After we were all good and high it was starting to get dark so I said, “It’s time to light the fire,” so I got the girls to set and watch me set it up. I showed them how to make the tinder easier to light, how to build it up from tinder, twigs, small sticks, then the larger ones, then a log, so it burns all night. They watched in rapt attention as the fire slowly got bigger and warmer, minute by minute.
As they watched the fire I got James off alone and said, “Dude, we need to take turns keeping watch tonight. If other people are worried they will head for the mountains too and we need to be prepared if someone turns up around here.”
He agreed and I said, “I’ll take the first watch tonight,” so he can get Jenna to sleep then get some rest for himself too. We told the girls it was bed time and we would be up before dawn the next day.
He and Jenna retired to their tent as Tirana walked up to me saying, “Come to bed hunny.”
I explained to her that someone needed to watch the camp for a few days to make sure we were safe and she said, “Well I’ll stay with you then.”
I tried to tell her to get some sleep but she used my own rules against me and said, “No one is left alone from now on remember?”
I could see I wasn’t going to win so I conceded and said, “Ok, you can stay.”
We went sit in my truck with the radio on to hear the latest news. It was worse than expected; all of the coastal cities had been destroyed by a massive 120 foot tall tidal wave and all low laying areas are under twenty to forty feet of water. Then Tirana heard the news I’d tried to hide all day; the fault lines in California had been hit hard and caused a massive landslide that took almost all of the state into the water. The only part out of the water was where the desert use to be. Tirana broke down sobbing saying that she knew her parents were dead; they lived in Malibu so they had no chance of escape. I held her in my arms and let her cry on my shoulder. As she was sobbing we heard of the riots happening globally and the reports of mass casualties numbering in the billions, first from the natural disasters, then from the killing of people trying to stay home and be calm from rioting groups of rebellious people.
I saw our position finally hit on Tirana’s face and she turned white as a sheet. I held her and told her, “As long as I’m alive no one will hurt you again. Tomorrow we will make this place into a fortress if we have to.” That seemed to calm her down some and she just snuggled in to me to feel safe.
The night turned out to be uneventful and four hours later I woke James, saying to stay in his jeep and honk if he needed me. Jenna was still sound asleep when he got up and armed himself to take watch.
As we lay down Tirana said, “I want to thank you for taking care of me and protecting me from all this shit,” as she removed my pants and started to suck on my dick while I relaxed. I tried to tell her that it wasn’t needed and I’d protect her even without the sex we had had earlier that day.
She just kept sucking until I was hard as stone, then removed her mouth to speak, “I’m not doing this because I feel I have to, Cory. I am doing it because you are a wonderful man who welcomed three people into his life at a point where most people are just thinking about themselves.”
Then she returned my cock to her mouth and sucked on it again, moaning, “Cum for me,” without taking my dick out of her mouth, which had the effect of vibrating my dick while sucking and mouth fucking herself with it.
I started to get to the point of cumming very quickly and said, “Baby I’m about to blow if you keep doing that.”
She responded by sucking harder and fondling my balls with her hands while deep throating me at the same time. I gasped as my climax hit me hard and my leg started to shake as she sucked and drank all the cum she could out of my body.
As my orgasm subsided and I started to regain control of my body, I heard James calling me from outside. Tirana let my spent dick fall out of her mouth and I pulled my pants on and walked out of my tent a gun in each hand. As I exited I saw two teenage girls standing in front of the jeep with James pointing a shotgun at them. I stuck my head in and called Tirana to come out and hollered for Jenna to come out too. The girls join me and just like I told them this morning they each were armed with rifles. I told our girls, “Put the guns down and come here.”
Tirana walked over to me and asked, “What’s up?”
I told her, “Follow me and do everything I say.”
She just went, “Ok.”
Jenna stood at the tents with her rifle still handy as Tirana and I walked over to the girls. As we approached the girls start to tremble, seeing four people armed to the teeth around them. I spoke in an authoritative manner and told the girls to drop their belongings and place their hands on their heads. They complied and I told James to bring their stuff to camp as me and Tirana bring the girls there.
When we reached the camp I told Jenna to look for any weapons in their stuff, and I told Tirana to pat them down as me and James kept them covered. She patted down the older looking girl first and retrieved a large belt knife from the back of her pants. She tossed the knife to me and started to repeat the process with the younger girl. She found nothing and I told the strangers to go warm up by the fire where we can talk. They visibly calmed down after this and walked over to it arm in arm.
I asked Jenna if there was anything in their bags and she replied, “No, just clothes and a small amount of food.”
We walked over to the fire. I put my guns away but James kept his at the ready. I asked the girls their names and they replied that the older one was Rebecca, and the younger was Alyssa. They are sisters and their father died getting them away from a mob three towns over to the west. I asked why they didn’t go to any of the towns and they said, “The first one had locked down all the roads in and out and wouldn’t let anyone in that wasn’t from there. The other two scared us because of gunfire we heard coming from them, so we were just going to stay in the mountains a few days then try to find some place safe to live.”
I told them, “You could stay here but that if you hurt anyone or try to run off with telling anyone we would have to shoot you because we are hiding, trying to keep from attracting any unwanted attention.”
They agreed and said, “If you let us, we will stay with you,” as they put it, “You are a lot better prepared than us, so if we stay with you we might live longer.”
I said, “For the night it’s no problem but we will have to think about it as a long term thing.”
I told Tirana and Jenna to empty out one tent and let the sisters sleep there with a sleeping bag and give them a soda and snack each to rehydrate and fill their bellies, as I could hear that rumbling. Tirana emptied up our tent as it was the one with the least in it and I had her take a sleeping bag for her in the truck and lock the doors when she laid down. Jenna took her and James’s sleeping bags to the jeep and crawled in with him. I stayed awake the rest of the night keeping watch. At dawn I woke everyone up and handed out M.R.E.s to them for breakfast as we would need the energy for our upcoming day. Everyone ate in silence; after the meal I told everyone we had to talk.
“Ok, now Rebecca, Alyssa, you are new here so this is more to you then anyone, but I’ll explain what’s going on here and let you give your feedback after I’m done.” I explained all the events of the previous day leaving out some personal details they didn’t need to know. Afterwards I said, “Now after everyone has slept and ate I’ll ask this one question, who is in favor of letting them stay with us at least for the time being?”
We all raised our hands and the sisters got teary eyed and start crying, saying, “Thank you so much.”
I told them, “I’m sorry for the reception last night. but you scared the hell out of us and we needed to make sure it was safe for you to be here.
They said, “We understand, after what we saw yesterday, how you needed to be cautious.” Rebecca did ask one unexpected question however, “Why did you have the women search our stuff and us instead of you guys?”
I told her, “It wouldn’t have been appropriate for a guy to search through a girl’s things without her permission, and to search her body would be outright wrong.”
All the girls got this dreamy look in their eyes and went, “Awe.”
James just laughed and said, “You’re still doing that shit huh?”
I laughed and said, “I guess so.”
The girls all looked perplexed and said, “Doing what?”
I told James to explain while I went to piss. I walked off and James started explaining. He told them, “Cory and I went to school together and he has this weakness for women, not in the sense of wanting to fuck everyone he meets. It’s more of a compulsion to help and take care of women. Now it’s not that he doesn’t think they can take care of themselves but he feels that it’s his place as a man to make sure the women around him are happy and safe from things that could hurt them. He gets it from how he was raised by his dad; I met his dad and know for a fact that he was strict about how a man should act to be a ‘real man’ in his opinion. Cory took those words to heart and lives his life by a very strict code. First he would never hurt a woman unless his life or another’s was in danger; second, he will never take advantage of his helping them to use them in anyway even sexually; third, any man that hurts a woman around him will be meet with the harshest of penalties he can use, and with the world as it is that would mean either beating the holy hell out of him or outright killing him on the spot depending on what he has done.”
I was standing behind the girls as he finished explaining and said, “You got any questions girls?” The girls about jumped out of their skin when I spoke and all four heads whipped around to me.
Tirana ran to me and hugged me saying, “You really meant it last night when you said you saved me for nothing, didn’t you?”
The sisters looked at me and they asked, “What do you mean Tirana?”
Tirana told them the story of how I came in my house and blew that guy’s fingers off for hurting her, and the sisters just swooned at the story. I told everyone, “Enough story time. It’s time for work, but first we need to finish talking.” I spelled out the plan for everyone, saying, “I’m going to take the sisters into town to get them some necessities they will need for living off the land, like their own tent.” Everyone laughs at this and I give the others their orders to make the camp more secure and bigger so the sisters don’t have to worry about being too far away from help if they should ever need it. I kissed Tirana and tell James, “If the girls get hurt there will be hell to pay when I get back.”
He laughed and said, “Yea I know man you will beat my ass if I let them get hurt.”
I took all the stuff out of my truck but one box of 9mm ammunition, and me and the girls left for town. We reached the town with no problem and I found the local outdoor outfitter and told the girls to stay in the truck with the door locked till I know it’s safe. I walked over to the door, push it open gently, and peek inside. All I saw was a dead body and all the guns gone. I walked in with my pistol drawn and cocked to make sure no one got the drop on me. I looked all over the inside of the store but found no one around. I covered the dead clerk with a sleeping bag and went to get the sisters.
They walked in and asked, “What do we need?”
I point out clothing they would need and told them to grab whatever weapons, food, and things they thought could help us. I grabbed all the fishing gear I saw, a bunch of fire starting tools, rope to make traps and help us build with, more nails and tools, another axe, four machetes, ten pairs of binoculars and a few extra tents in case we get more guests we haven’t planned for. I loaded the truck and found that the girls had taken every knife they saw, twelve bows, forty boxes of arrows, every hunting arrow tip they saw, all the winter gear they saw, and all the sleeping bags but the one I wrapped the clerk in.
We pulled off from the store and sped our way back to camp. We arrived at the camp just after lunch and found everyone setting down eating, waiting on us. I parked the truck and Tirana was the first one to my door obviously happy at my return. The three of us got out and I explained how the outdoor store was looted and the clerk killed to everyone, then stated, “We will not be going back to town for a while, except to find some seeds and food to hide up here.” Me and James decide to go after we ate and unloaded the truck. He would take his car and I would take the truck so we could collect everything we could this one shot and not return for quite some time.
The meal was M.R.E.s again. Everyone ate being happy and joking around like nothing was wrong, then Tirana asked me, “What should us girls do while you buys are gone?”
I told them, “You have three jobs while we were gone. One: hide the newly acquired stuff in the woods around camp; two: get cleaned up as in bath and play in the stream; three: stay safe. I don’t want you girls to come running up if you hear a car; go hide, and not in the tents, I mean the woods around here. Wait till you see both of us and one of you should stay armed at all times while we are gone.” After that I kissed Tirana and said, “You girls be good and we will be back soon.”
Then we left, James was armed with a 9mm, a box of ammunition, a belt knife, and a shotgun with a box of extra shells. I had my two 9mms, a belt knife, a 30-30 rifle with a scope and a bow with twenty arrows. I meant us to be able to fight off just about anything we ran across and wanted to start shit. We drove into town and saw the jewelry store was cleaned out, so was the liquor store, we hit the drug store next and found a surprise; no one had hit it yet. Me and James cleaned out everything that could be useful like bandages and first aid stuff then we saw the pharmacy and grabbed everything, including a drug book so we knew what they were for if we needed them in the future. After we loaded my truck with all this we were about out of room in it. James saw a moving company down the street so we went there and he ‘traded’ his jeep for a large moving van. We could come back for his jeep if needed but I didn’t think we would. That van would be a lot more useful now than his worn out jeep. We threw all the stuff from my truck into his van and went looking for the hardware store.
We found the hardware store as empty as the rest of the town and just grabbed everything that could be helpful. Two electric generators, five more 25 gallon gas cans, at least one of every kind of tool they had, all the copper and PVC pipe we found, all the fittings for them, extra propane canisters for the blow torches we would need to put them together, saws and blades, twenty bags of concrete, fiberglass insulation, a whole roll of carpeting, all the food seeds in the store and plant food, plus all the wood we could stack into both trucks.
We left the store and hit the closest gas station we saw. As we pulled in I saw someone drag a small girl into the store with her fighting to break free. I looked at James, he nodded his head and ran to the back with his shotgun in hand. I pulled my 9mm and walked in the front. I saw a grubby looking guy holding a teenage girl with a knife at her throat.
I pointed my gun at his face and said calmly, “Let the girl go now or I’ll blow your brains out.”
He looked at the gun in my hand and said, “You’re joking.”
Then he heard the pump shotgun in James’s hands as he said, “Drop that knife before we spread you all over this damn store!”
He looked scared shitless as he realized that we had him out gunned and outnumbered. He slowly removed the knife from her throat and let her go. I told the girl to come to me, and as she started to move he raised the knife to stab her. James and I both shot him at the same time. I hit his forehead and James hit right at his neck, taking his already dead head off his body.
The girl just screamed and ran into my arms. I told James to grab the stuff in the store and load the cab of the moving van while I filled the gas cans and trucks up. I put the girl into my truck and told her she is safe and we will take to our camp so she won’t have to worry any more. I smiled at her, but she was still in shock and didn’t respond. We finished our business and started our drive back to camp.
We pulled up at camp and I could see the girls had done just as had told them, and hidden when we approached. I got out and called to the girls to come help me. They came running when they saw me holding a girl sobbing and shaking in my arms. I held her in my lap as they got her some water and a snack to eat. She just sobbed into my chest saying, “Please don’t hurt me.”
Tirana asked what happened to her and I told her the story about the guy holding her in the gas station and trying to kill her. I made sure to tell them all if James and I hadn’t killed him he would have stabbed her in the chest.
She looked up saw all the girls and asked, “Am I really safe here?” They all answered that with me here she couldn’t be safer.

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Note: In this story, the time is set long before America was discovered. None of the places, or people listed in this story are real, and the story is fantasy, too. I wanted to do something fun for my first story for you guys. I hope you enjoy.
Background of the Story: A man who as a boy once lived on the streets was taken in by a Noble family, who were friends with the King, in secret when their only son died suddenly. Driven by madness and grief, they took the boy in for his striking resemblance to their son. No one knew, no one ever guessed. The maids who had found their son dead were killed in a tragic “accident.” Not even the boy remembered anything from his life on the streets when he grew up. When the boy had grown into a man, the King had died, and His son has taken over. War had been declared by an enemy, and a Mass-murdering Monster is on the loose, murdering women and female children. When the war is over, and the Monster is caught and killed by the Nobleman, what will the Young King do when he sees him stride in on the ball that were called for victory? Not only is he strikingly handsome, he has brought with him the monster as tribute. How will the King act when he finds out his ‘hero’ is also secretly gay… and wanting a piece of him?Take it All, My King.
It being a cold, dark night, with a murderer on the loose, the streets were empty. The war outbreak had left the people scared, and the young king upset. No one wanted a monster around.
Every time a citizen heard a crash that resembled swords clashing, they all ran for cover. No one wanted to die. Why would they? They were thriving, and still were, despite the war. Somewhere in a dark alley tonight of many similar nights a little girl lay shivering, sniffling as she cried quietly.
She was a beautiful child, with long, naturally soft curled blonde hair and big blue eyes. Why was she outside? Out the rain no less. Did no one care for her? Was she alone? Did someone leave her? Was she lost? Why would anyone want to get rid of her? If you came across this girl many of these thoughts and more would run through your head. She looked absolutely perfect.
She wore only a nightdress and some slippers. Other than that she had nothing else to keep warm with. The clothes were expensive but no one ever noticed that these clothes were bloodstained and ripped, as if someone with claws had torn through it. They were old and worn too.
Normally in this situation a little girl like her would freeze to death. She’d die. But tonight was like many similar nights.
So a rather plump middle aged woman, hurrying and trying to get home before the monster got her, came across the little girl.
The woman heard the sniffling of tears. Being a mother of five children, she naturally hurried toward to sound. She didn’t enjoy hearing little children crying for whatever reason.
“Oh… are you alright? Are you lost?” The woman dropped to her knees in front of the angelic child, her skirt fanning out around her. She leaned forward, touching her shoulder gently.
The little girl looked up at the woman, and smiled. At first, the woman was relieved. The little girl wasn’t crying anymore. But as the smile grew, and grew; as it grew into an unnatural size, the lady gasped. All of the little girl’s teeth started to slide out of her gums. As blood dripped, the teeth made a tiny popping noise as they were finally out, and bounced onto the floor with the smallest of clatters. And slowly in the teeth’s place grew four long, black, rotten fangs, two on top and two on the bottom.
Strands of her hair fell out, before clumps tumbled down her body instead. And when she blinked, her blue eyes were gone; replaced with black and yellow orbs.
With a hiss, the voices of all those she has devoured echoing with her own voice, she spoke, “Yessssssss…. I’m quite alright.”
With a shock to her mind, the woman realized she was with the monster and naturally she screamed. She attempted to get up and run, but the little girl wouldn’t let her. She reached up, and tore the skin from her face, from most of her body; all that she could reach. In its place were black scales that oozed white puss. Her jaw had unlocked and stretched wide open, exactly like a snake’s and where her hair used to be were now thorns, made as if a tool of protection for the monster. It was inhuman, sickening in fact.
Blood splatters painted the ground and alley way as the monster caught the woman by the leg and with a sickening crunch, broke it. It slowly dragged her back, and struck, before ripping out her stomach.
The woman’s constant screams pierced the night as she was killed slowly, torturously, and almost entirely devoured. When she was found the next day, she just had a bit more than a skeleton and her face left intact.
***** The Next Day: The Body is found*****
“This… This… MONSTER has killed again! Sir Aidon, when are you going to catch this thing?!” yelled at the officer.
Sir Aidon looked at the man who cried about the monster. Did he think he didn’t realize that? The corpse of a dead woman was lying right before him; torn up and partially dismembered.
Sir Aidon was tall and lean with a thick head of black curly hair that framed his face deliciously. His eyes were a pale green, and he had full lips with tan skin.
Sir Aidon was a fine specimen; all the ladies said so. ‘He only wears the finest of clothing, rides the bravest and most beautiful of steeds and only takes to the slightest of Women’ Some of the women would say.
‘He holds only the sharpest, and greatest of swords, he bares no scars to proof his skill and he’s one of the best swordsmen’ little boys in awe, would proclaim.
He was admired by most and all; friend or foe.
There was no better champion.
“Sir, when will you catch this monstrosity? The people are afraid,” the officer said.
“As soon as I get a lead on where it is, if you have a problem with my hunting methods, by all means, go out and find a better hunter and I assure you, you will not,” He snapped at the annoying man, all but growling at him.
“I..I’m sorry, Sir. It won’t happen again, I assure you.. I’ll leave you to do as you please,” the officer gulped. He slowly took a few steps back.
“Good,” Aidon would huff. He squatted down to observe the corpse closer and noticed then in it’s quite still fleshy hand, it held something. What the hell? He thought. He gently pried the fingers open and picked up a child’s slipper. What is something like this doing here?
“At least we can identify the body. The monster is getting sloppy. In a few days time, it’ll attack again and we’ll be ready,” He’d say more to himself than the officer. Sighing, he took the ruffled old blanket given to him then by the officer and covered the corpse.
“Take it to the morgue, and have the Doctor perform an autopsy, figure out what made this one different. I Think the victim might have realized what was going on a second before everyone else,” he’d command the officer.
“And take these as well,” He handed the man pouches with the clumps of hair and teeth in them. He then tossed him a pouch with the slipper.
“That one is the most important; don’t lose it.”
“A slipper? A childs slipper? How the bloody hell is that a clue?” The officer asked. He had peeked into the pouch.
“Certain typed of demons posses’ unsuspecting bodies. When it does, after a long period of time, the demon’s soul forces the humans out, killing the human, but keeping the body alive. That’s when the demon attaches itself to the body, and makes adjustments to it. The demon gets all the memories, and learns soon how to act like that person, so no one would suspect them. If this demon took over the body of a child, it’d be the perfect predator. It could lure it’s victims into a trap and then kill them. That slipper COULD lead us right to it. Understand?” He finished.
“Oh, yes! Quite perfectly now. Thank you!” He’d gently pick up the corpse, depositing it into a wheel barrel, and leaving with the body and evidence to the morgue.
Sir Aidon stayed around, searching the alley for any more clues.
He found none. The clumps of hair and teeth didn’t even count. It just confirmed it was the monster; for it left those same things at every crime scene.
Aidon walked out to his horse, climbing onto it with exquisite grace. He ignored to ooo’s ‘n ahh’s, and squeals ‘n screams of recognition. He was just about to ride off when the sound of cannon could be heard a few leagues from there.
Everyone murmured, moving close together. A few children screamed, but all went running, hiding under their mother’s skirts, or behind their father’s legs.
“Oh. My lord!” A Woman gasped.
“They’ve never battled this close to the kingdom before…” A Young woman said uncertainly. Sir Aidon glanced down at her. She was just blossoming, too.
*****A Couple Days Later: The War has been won and now the Monster is caught*****
“Mama, Mama, Look! A Little girl! Mama, she’s crying!” A child whined, pointing to a blonde haired and blue eyed little girl.
“Oh, hunny, I know, I know. We’ll go over as soon as I get a blanket,” The mother said, pulled a blanket from her picnic blanket. The child and mother moved forward, their footsteps echoing on the cobblestone. The swish of the mother’s skirts could be heard.
A smile slid across its fact and it laughed quietly, making sure to still sound and look like it was crying. The woman and child continued to walk forward, and the monster stilled; something was… off. These people didn’t smell of sadness, or pity, or any of that. They smelt of hatred. The woman wrapped the blanket around the monster, and tied it uncomfortably tight. Why? It then caught a glimpse at the boy’s mother’s eyes, Anger, defiantly anger.
The monster’s skin burned suddenly. In firey, excruciating pain where ever the blanket touched, which was everywhere of course. The lady made sure of it. It screamed the voices of those it’s killed screaming along with it in a horrible screech, like that of a banshee.
It continued to burn, and the more it burned, the more the creature started to panic and scream. It didn’t like this. It thrashed this way and that, trying to break free with all it’s might. It made quite a ruckus. People started opening their windows, trying to catch a glimpse of was so obviously the screams of pain of the monster.
The pain was so intense, it had made the Monster start its sickening transformation. It didn’t want to; it was trying to stop it. Why was it changing? And why did it HURT?
“Use holy water on the bitch!” The mother snarled. She’d made sure to cover her son’s ears when she cursed, though, despite her rage. She’d also turned him around, hiding his face in her skirts so he wouldn’t have to witness it. But like any little boy, He wanted to see. After a moment, he wriggled out of her grasp and watched with wide eyes as the monster finished turning into, well, a monster.
As the transformation was complete, the monster became paralyzed from the pain and fear. it couldn’t see straight. It could see the shadow of someone over it, and see it raising something. But it never suspected that it was a sword being swung down to end its life when Sir Aidon decapitated it, and it’s screaming was cut short.
As expected, everyone cheered ‘The monster is dead, the monster is dead!’
One man grabbed a horse and ran off, ignoring that it was the dead of the night. He was going to inform the King.
*****The King Learns the Monster is dead. It’s Time for a Party*****
“Killian! Oh Killian? Are you up? It’s time to attend to your duties, Sir. There are messengers here with some good news! It’s a marvellous day, today, too. The Lord has sent us praise,” Servant Bertrisha sang.
She waltzed in to the King’s chambers, throwing the curtains open. She didn’t lie. It was a beautiful day. The sun was in the sky, there were beautiful puffy white clouds, the sky was blue, birds were flying and singing, and all of the flowers were in full bloom, a splash of colour against all the green and beauty.
Killian murmured something, but he couldn’t be heard. He was under all of his blankets and furs.
“What was that?” Bertrisha said, pulling the covers off, revealing the small, always nude body of the King.
“I don’t wanna git up, Trishy…” He murmured, adding in her nickname from what he called her ever sense he was little. He sat up in the middle of his large bed, giving her a pouty look.
“Oh, don’t give me those eyes, Killian. I know you want to sleep after last night, but this is important,” Bertrisha said, as she grabbed his arm, dragging him out of bed. He was a whole head shorter than her. She always teased him about that, everyone knew it. Everyone thought it was quite cute how Killian considered her more of a friend than servant and always treated her as such. As children, Bertrisha actually found Killian annoying. He was always following her. They were only eight years of age apart, after all.
Killian’s face went red to the roots of his hair in embarrassment, as he remembered the night before. He should really stop letting Sir Hunter taking advantage of him when he was drunk. They never went far, mostly just fingering and sucking, but still.
Someone was going to find out one of these days. And while most of his people were Christian, and they found nothing wrong with the gays, for they understood that there were still things in the world that were unexplained, such AS the gays, he still needed to produce heirs. How was he going to do that?
Killian had trusted only Bertrisha with such a secret. She knew him the best, after all. His father knew, too, and he had no problem with it, as long as Killian produced heirs. But his father was dead now, and he only one who knew was Bertrisha.
Sir Hunter didn’t count. He didn’t know that he was gay, he just knew that he could take advantage of him when he was drunk.
While He was up in his head, Bertrisha had started brushing out his long hair. Like every day, she’d say, “I wish I had this long and beautiful hair. Mine is always so messy.”
“My Hair is only so beautiful because you take so much time washing it every night.”
“Well, when you wash it, you don’t wash it properly.”
“You just say that because you like washing my hair. Your hair looks better messy, anyways. I’ve seen quite a couple men stare at you and say how sexy it looks.”
After hearing that, Bertrisha snorted in disbelief. She started pulling out Killian’s clothes for the day, and tied his hair in the same loose throng like always, placing it over his shoulder.
Once Killian dressed, he looked himself over in the mirror.
Satisfied, He grabbed his regular, plain simple black boots with gold embroidering at the top, and put them on. He grabbed Bertrisha’s hand and ran across the length of his room, opening the door and flying out.
“Whoo! Let’s go get breakfast, I’m starving! I want some ale, Aye?” He called back at Bertrisha who was five steps behind him.
“No Ale! With one glass, you will be drunk for the rest of the day!” She huffed.
Both of them started giggling as they hurried down the broad, white marble steps to the dining area.
“Go to the throne room, There is a messenger here waiting for you! I’ll bring you your food,” Bertrisha called.
“Okay, Trishy,” He grinned and turned down the next hallway turn, still running full speed. Bertrisha zoomed past. They both ran to their destinations, grinning the entire time.
Killian ran into the throne room, literally jumping into his seat.
“Okay Everyone!!!!! I’m here!” He yelled, as if nobody already knew that. He giggled and sat in his chair properly.
“Trishy said someone needed to talk to me? Something good?” he asked, tilting his head, looking around the room. About Forty people were there. It wasn’t much, considering the size of the room. Most of them were soldiers, staying to protect him, or leaving to train in the battle training arena, and servants who were cleaning.
“Aye, My Highness. This here is the messenger now,” Said the duke, gesturing to a very excited and happy man being escorted to the King.
The man bowed, and then stood, grinning as he said, “My Highness, I have great news from nobleman, Sir Aidon. He has killed the dreadful monster! He got it just last week, and is travelling here now to give you the body as tribute! He will be here in a few days time!”
“Sir Aidon? He has never came to the castle before. We must call a ball for this victory! For The hero Sir Aidon, the won war, And the killing of this creature! Start the preparations immediately!! Go, go, go, go, go!! Get some fresh fish, Men, get your hunting gear! Go out and catch some meat! Tell some of the lady servants to go to the market; We need fruits, and get some vegetables from the Garden! This is a great victory, people! One of the Greatest we’ve ever had in the history of Teirloch! We will have the greatest party in our history!”
Everyone stood still for this outburst. It was not the King who gave the orders, But Bertrisha. She had arrived with Killian’s breakfast.
“Well?” King Killian asked. “Get on with it! Bertrisha and I will take care of the guest list!”
Everyone broke into a broad grin before everyone started running around, following orders. Soldiers went out to inform the other’s and spread the news.
Today was a marvellous day, indeed. Bertrisha had not lied about that.
*****The Ball of the Hero Sir Aidon, the Won War, and the Killing of This Creature*****
“Everything’s done. And right in the nick of time, too. The ball is tonight,” Bertrisha sighed, wiping her dirty hands on her dirty dress, wiping her sweaty brow off with her sleeve.
“I’ll be going home, then, Killian. My work here is done.”
“Oh, no, you don’t. I’ve got a surprise, “Killian grinned, and walked into the throne room, where all the servants, cooks, designers, everyone, who worked so hard these past couple of days had gathered.
“I thank you all so much for these past couple of days. I know it hasn’t been easy. But, I have a gift, for all of you,” He gestured for the 50 dress makers to come up.
“You have all seen these people walking around lately, and I’m sure you’ve wondered why. The reason is, I’ve asked them all to make you, themselves included an outfit to wear to the ball tonight.” The crowd gasped, before clapping, and weeping. Everyone was so shocked. But they all quieted down when Killian raised his hand for silence.
“Your invitations are all already given to Sir Lance, so they know to let you in. You do not need to pay for these outfits; I have it all taken care of. We have a replacement head chef and cooks to take care of catering, and I want you to know that all of your outfits are complete with accessories and have been delivered to your homes with outfits for your family. I want you all to go home and get ready immediately!” Killian Grinned, laughing.
“King, surely you don’t have enough money for this?” One of the servants questioned.
“Oh! quite the opposite. We are quite rich, you know. All of your small taxes really add up to my already big family dowry. We have had a lot of peoples dowries added to ours over the past thousand years,” He giggled.
He then turned, and pulled out a grand dress before walking to Bertrisha and handing it to her.
“Go into the Guest rooms and get ready. I can take care of myself,” He smiles.
Running off, they both went to separate rooms to get ready.
*****The Ball Has Begun! *****
Sir Aidon stared up at the grand doors of the castle, and blinked. Well, at least the Kings’ had taste, he thought to himself. Turning to his servant, he had to chuckle. His servant was wobbling all over the place; the tribute was too heavy.
He had had the actual body of the monster cast in a thick layer of gold. As the gold was hardening, he himself placed gems into the gold to match the clothing. He had black gems for the yes of the monster, and its horns where diamonds, along with the rest of the body where it’s ‘skin’ showed.
For its mouth, he had rubies, and it’s fangs had black gems as well. It was a lot of work. Every piece had a gem on it to match the color, or the exact opposite of the color, considering, and it was very valuable.
He took the statue from him, placing it on his shoulder and kicked open the doors with a loud slam. Everyone stopped what they were doing. As he walked inside, the people made way for him and the terrifying yet beautiful statue.
He stared straight ahead at the king. How can this puny runt be king? He thought to himself, noticing the small build of the man. He walked before him, and in the cent of the room, there was a pedestal. One this statue would take up.
Setting it down on the pedestal, he unsheathed his sword with a hiss. Immediately, guards unsheathed their swords as well, and started stepping towards him. Shaking his head, he raised his recently gemmed and sharpened sword, and slammed it into the statue at its nose.
There was a slip, just large enough for his sword to go through. The statue was completed. With a grin, he watched the guards put their swords away and return to their spots, embarrassed.
“King Killian!” boomed Sir Aidon. “As you can see, I have brought the body of the monstrosity that has been killing our women for the past six months! I have cast it in gold and gems, as a valuable tribute to you, along with my favorite sword to go with it. I trust that you will take well care of it, for it is one of my greatest feats yet! And I pledge myself to you, my highness, and apologize for my absence in your council,” He’d bow to him, before standing straight and striding towards him. “Do you forgive me, your Highness?”
“Aye, I do, Sir Aidon. And I thank you for this gift. You have become not only a hero to Teirloch, and the people, but to me, too. Thanks will be given. Your belongings and family will be moved into the castle, and you’ll all live here with me.”
“I thank you, Sir. This is an honor,” he gulped, glancing at Killian.
“Let the real party Begin!”
While Sir Aidon got some wine and talked to the ladies who had crowded him, his thoughts were only of the king naked on a large bed underneath him.
The king had perfect skin, and plump, red, moist lips. His soft blonde hair was long and beautiful, in a loose tie over his shoulder, and a braid running through it. Strands of hair were loose and on the other side of his shoulder, going around the back of his neck where the tie would be. Over his ear, a beautiful rose was clipped into his hair, the thorns snipped off, giving his already beautiful skin the illusion of a glow.
He wore a black tunic, embroidered with gold on the edges, and it snuck tightly to his skin. He wore matching trews, and the King wore his regular boots. They went with the outfit. When he was getting ready, he was quite pleased with his handy work, and put on a dark, rich violet cloak that gave him a mysterious and alluring vibe.
Sir Aidon was so entranced by how the King looked, and imagining fucking him to submission, he didn’t notice when the King had actually walked up to him until the king spoke.
“You are pretty popular with the ladies… They are all chattering of indecent things about you.”
Wait, what? “Well, the ladies can chatter all they want; it’s not them I’m thinking indecent things about.” Wait!!!!! What am I saying? He thought to himself.
The King laughed, giggled more like it, and stared up at the very much taller man.
“Is there any lucky person? Any wives, or women you’re courting then, Sir Aidon?”
Sir Aidon looked down at the king, and shook his head, a small smirk tilting his lips.
He reached behind the king to grab a glass of wine off a platter a caterer was walking around with. He had stepped closer to the king in order to get it, pressing his hard cock against his belly roughly as he did so.
“No, you’re highness… Whatever gave you that Idea?”
********
Killian sucked in a breath, and blushed brightly when he felt Sir Aidon’s cock on his belly. His delicious meat was huge.
Killian knew what he was doing, and it was a bad idea. But that didn’t mean it wasn’t a fun game. What he didn’t know it was going to be a short game, a very short one. Killian lifted his hand, brushing it against Aidon’s cock before Aidon stepped back and handed him the wine glass. Killian took the glass, acting as if that’s why he had lifted his hand in the first place. He pressed the edge of the glass to his lips gently before tilting it, and taking a sip.
“This wine is the best in the world. I had it shipped from England.”
“Oh? Really you’re Highness?”
“Aye! Indeed. Though, I’m afraid I can’t enjoy most of it; I get drunk easily, you see?”
“Ah, yes, I understand.”
Killian looked up at him, giving him a great view of his big golden eyes and a charming smile before grabbing his hand, brushing his fingertips across his cock gain in the process before turning and walking to the statue, pulling him with.
“Tell me, how did you do this? It’s exquisite.”
Aidon licked his lip, shivering lightly before explaining the process.
“Come, let’s get refreshment, aye?” He said, turning and walking to the buffet`, picking up a small bunch of grapes and eating one.
Killian followed, entranced.
“My Highness, May you show me where the bathrooms are?”
“Aye, Right this way.”
No one suspected anything, when both of them seemed to disappear.
********
Aidon slammed Killian against a wall, grind his hips against him as he tangled his fingers in his long hair.
Killian cried out in surprise, and his eyes widened.
“S… Sir Aidon, What are yo-”
“Shut up, Killian…” Aidon pressed his lips against Killian’s, forcing his tongue in his mouth, before pushing him to his knees. Tugging on the laces of his trews, he made the younger man look up at him as he tugged his already half hard cock out.
He rubbed the head on Killian’s lower lip, and to Aidon’s surprise, Killian eagerly opened his mouth, sucking his cock hungrily into his warm, wet mouth.
He bobbed his head gently as he suckled him, staring up at Aidon as he did so. He increased his suction, his cheeks hollowing out gently.
It felt so good. He sucked on him as he lifted his hands, wrapping them around the base and pumped the opposite direction of his mouth.
Groaning, Aidon placed his hands on the wall to balance himself. He defiantly liked that.
“Fuck yeah, suck that good and hard, you’ll get my cum quickly if you keep doin’ that,” He said. His hands dropped off the wall, and grabbing his head, he took charge of the pace, he was bobbing his head and increased it, making him sigh in pleasure.
Killian whimpered in pleasure, and spread his legs. All the action had him tugging his own small dick out. He let one hand go of the cock he sucked on and lowered it to his own, playing with it in small, shy movements. Aidon slid his length out of his mouth, grabbing him by the hair and forcing him up, making him moan in pleasure. His hair was a sensitive spot, we loved it when it was pulled.
They heard a clatter on the steps from a maid dropping a goblet that she was taking to whoever. Maybe she herself had consumed too much and was drunk.
Either way, neither of them wanted taking chances of someone seeing him. Picking him up and throwing him over his shoulder, he gripped his own manhood, stroking it as he walked to Killian’s chambers. It took about 15 minutes but they made it there.
Pushing the door’s open, Aidon swung the smaller boy onto the bed, before closing the doors, and turning to Killian.
Grabbing Killian’s trews, and cloak, he ripped them all off before lifting his shirt. Aidon pushed his cock back into his mouth and into his throat. He moaned in pleasure, and began to pump his hips.
“Damn… you sure know how to suck a cock like a slut,” he panted.
He slid out and Killian Gasped for air. Aidon hauled him up, and walked out onto the balcony. Far below, a couple of people dancing outside could be seen. Aidon bent Killian over so his ass was in the air. He squatted down, rubbing the globes of his ass before he stuck his tongue out of his mouth.
Killian moaned loudly, jerking his hips as the nobleman’s fat tongue slid into his ass, tasting him. Aidon groaned. He tasted sweet. No one should ever taste this good. He continued his assault, stopping only to murmur, “Sweet ass you’ve got here… Mind if I have a piece?” before diving back in.
Killian couldn’t believe it. He never thought that something so nasty could feel so good. Sir Hunter had NEVER done this before, he even yelled at him when the young King suggested such a thing out of curiosity.
After awhile, Aidon let up, and pushed two fingers inside, pumping gently as he prepared him for his girth and length. He was by no means small. As Killian moaned, Aidon pushed another finger in, and then another.
Once he was certain that Killian could take him, he placed the head of his dick between his cheeks and pushed, easing right in. He groaned, and grabbed a bottle of scented oils, rubbing it on his cock to make it easier on the younger man underneath him as he realized most of his saliva on his meat had dried up.
He slid his cock in and out, chuckling as he pressed his chest against his back, whispering in his ear, “You like it? You like my cock meat in you? Come on, Moan for me!” He gripped Kilian’s hair, tugging his head up so his moans weren’t muffled anymore by his arm, and Aidon started slamming inside.
Damn, that felt good. Killian’s moans turned into screams as the sounds of skin slapping on skin filled the air, and Aidon’s chuckled turned into groans.
He pushed into him very hard all of a sudden.. Killian immediately bolted up. He drooled, and his tongue was out of his mouth like a bitch dog. Looking over his shoulder with half closed eyes, he stared at Aidon, forcing the words, “Fuck me! Fuck me hard! I’m yours, all yours, just don’t stop! That fat cock is the best!!” out of his mouth.
His mind was lost in the pleasure. He didn’t even realize what he was saying.
Aidon’s cock jumped at his words, and he quickly picked up the pace, roaring as he came. Killian screamed in pleasure, his back arching as he was filled with his white creamy seed, his own cum spurting forth, and landing on the far ground below.
Coming to his senses, Killian stared in horror down at the people.
“What if they heard me, Aidon, what if they heard me?!”
“Relax, we’re too far up,” He chuckled.
He stayed inside of him as he walked him to the bed, rolling him onto his back while keeping his cock inside him. He pumped his hips again, and crying out, Killian squirmed hard.
“A…Again? Not now! Please, let me rest!”
But Aidon heard nothing. He started pounding back inside him in seconds, and Killian drooled, his hair spread out underneath him. He back arched and his hips were ground against Aidon’s pole.
Groaning, Aidon started angling up, rubbing against his prostate.
His eyes going cross, Killian yelled, “Yeshhh! mmm hardeh, hardeh!”
Cum covered his abdomen a second later, and another load filled his ass.
They collapsed onto the bed, panting as cum and sweat stuck their bodies together. Aidon rolled onto his back, keeping the exhausted King Killian there as he pulled the blankets over them. The Party below went on, never suspecting, never hearing anything above the music.
*****The End*****
Officially, I’d like to thank my friends in the making of this story, Especially Haze (It’s a nickname.)
He fixed alot of grammical errors for me, considering the program I typed this on didn’t tell me when my grammer or spelling was wrong, which, in this type of writing, can get pretty sloppy. Even though I did change some things back, like “His eyes going cross, Killian yelled, “Yes! mmm harder, harder!” ” Back to what you see now.
I also would like to thank the author of a website that gave me alot of tips to make story aswell, despite the fact I can’t remember his name.
If you have any stories you’d like me to type up, or any ideas, send an email to me. And my email is [email protected]
Thank you for reading this!!!! x o x o <3

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My name is Tom, and my wife Linda and I have been married for 25 years. We met in high school, married at 20, and had kids young, so we are only 45 years old and already our kids our in college and the nest is empty. Most of our friends still have kids in middle school, so we consider ourselves lucky in that respect.
My wife and I married for love, not sex, and have had a happy life together. That said, we have very different sexual appetites. It’s not that my wife doesn’t have a healthy sex drive, we still make love frequently and I bet more often than most couples our age, but Linda’s idea of sex is limited to missionary-position lovemaking.
I, on the other hand, have a whole plethora of perverted desires, all of which I would love to explore with my wife, and her refusal to even so much as roll over and do it doggy-style has led me to more frustrated jerk off sessions alone in the bathroom than I care to count. And finally, after 25 years, I’ve snapped. I can’t take it any longer. I’ve spent my entire life not receiving the sexual satisfaction I crave, and goddamnit, I’m not going to stand for it any longer!
But I won’t cheat on my wife. I love her and respect her too much to be unfaithful. But it is that same type of love and respect for me that should make her willing to indulge my desires. This may sound selfish, but after 25 plus years of being with the beautiful woman (my wife was still beautiful and very sexy) and not being able to have her like I want, I simply can’t handle it anymore.
So I decided to take matters into my own hands, so to speak. For our 25th anniversary we had decided to take a Caribbean cruise. I decided that this would be the turning point, that everything would change out on the open ocean, and that we would return a totally different couple no matter what.
Let me first describe myself and Linda. I am white, medium height and built decently. I am not Herculean but I’m in much better shape than many of the overweight men my age. I also sport a considerable sized cock, probably only slightly longer than average length but thick and strong, and I’ve always suspected that Linda was a little afraid of my cock. Maybe if I was small she would be more willing to let it explore her without fear of it hurting her, but oh well. Linda is Asian, of Japanese decent, and has aged very well. She had long black hair, full C-cup breasts that she always covered modestly, and a full and shapely ass that drove me crazy. It was larger than it was when she was 20, of course, but that only made it seem more juicy and desirable to me.
We boarded the ship in Miami and I was eager to take my wife to our cabin and get down to business. But the first day aboard Linda didn’t want to spend any time in our cabin. So we walked the decks, explored the different accommodations and attractions, and casually met some other passengers. Most of the women were already dressed in skimpy clothing, not attractive on everyone but certainly a number of women looked amazing, and Linda was her modest self, dressed in Capri-pants and a loose fitting blouse. The only bathing suit she brought was a one-piece, and I was relieved to see a small store on ship was selling bikinis. When we finally made it to our cabin we were constantly interrupted, first by the safety briefing, then by our baggage arriving, until finally it was dinner time. I knew my plans would have to wait a while.
While Linda and I were cruising alone, we had were seated with another couple at dinner. Their names were Mark and Tara and they were about our age by the looks of them. Tara was a fine looking woman, with short blond hair and a voluptuous body that excited my desires, covered only by a loose and decently revealing summer dress. I tried desperately to keep my gaze from lingering on her deep cleavage, a teaser view of what looked to be two large and heavy breasts, but I found myself enraptured by her. Mark was a tall man with a broad and genuine smile. He was not fat but carried a little more weight than I around the middle.
Dinner went swimmingly, Mark and Tara were outgoing and friendly. I detected some flirtation in the conversation, but Linda seemed unfazed and later said she really enjoyed their company. While I did as well, I was still a little disappointed when they asked us to join them at a show after dinner, since that meant I would have to wait even longer to be alone with Linda. By the time the show ended, surrounded by these two beautiful women and with deviant plans bouncing around my head, I could hardly wait to get Linda into our cabin before violating her.
We said good evening to Mark and Tara and I hustled Linda to our room. She expressed desires to walk the decks at night and enjoy the evening air, and I promised her we would, but I insisted on later when the ship was quieter.
I closed the door behind us and Linda sat on the corner of the bed, casually removing her shoes. I stepped in front of her, standing close, and she looked up at me with questioning eyes.
“What are you…” she started, but she paused as I unbuttoned my pants and freed my cock. “My, my, my, is that what you have in mind?” She began to lean back, planning to lay on the bed in the usual missionary, but I caught the back of her head and pulled her close. Her nose bumped the head of my cock and she looked up at me in surprise.
“Suck it,” I ordered.
She chuckled. “Tom, you know I don’t like to do that.” She tried to lean back again but I held strong, keep her face an inch from my cock.
“Suck it,” I commanded. “You never suck my cock.”
“What are you talking about? I do all the time!”
I shook my head. “No, you kiss it, or lick it, just to make me hard, so then we can have sex. I want you to suck my cock. When’s the last time you made me cum with your mouth?” The answer was never, it disgusted Linda.
“Eww, Tom, what’s gotten into you? I mean, what are you trying to say? You know how I feel about that, so gross…” Linda carried on with her protest until I quieted her with my cock. I jammed her mouth down on it, in mid sentence, and stifled her complaints. She looked shocked and in her surprise she gagged, even though I wasn’t very deep inside. Both my hands were resting firmly on the back of her head and held her steady. She tried to pull free or slip away, but my grasp held strong and my cock remained in her mouth.
“Now,” I was going to explain my feelings to her, right then and there, to let her know exactly what was going on. “You haven’t sucked my cock in 25 years. In 25 years, you haven’t let me fuck you.”
Linda moaned a protest. “Oh we’ve had sex, but we have never, ever fucked. And I can’t take it anymore.”
I began pushing her head down, with much resistance, but I was stronger and able to force her mouth to work. The warm pleasure of my wife’s mouth, like I’d never felt it, was heaven.
“You’re so beautiful, so sexy,” I said as I worked Linda’s head up and down on my cock, “and for 25 years you’ve been a major fucking cock tease. Well no more. I’m going to get the satisfaction I deserve, and you’re going to give it to me. If I want to fuck your sweet pussy, then I’m going to grab you and fuck you.” Linda was trying to resist and argue her side of the story, but my thrusting cock made it impossible. “If I want you to suck my cock then you will suck my cock. You will eat my cum, no questions asked.” Linda made a grossed-out face at this remark. “And so help me I will fuck that amazing ass any time I want.”
Linda’s eyes shot wide open and she began to fight when she heard this. It goes without saying that Linda had never let my cock, or any other part of me, any where near her asshole. But that would change. Linda pushed against me with both hands and tried to pull her mouth free. She didn’t bite, thankfully, but she reeled from me, trying to keep her tongue and lips from offering me any pleasure. I took both her wrists in one hand and jammed her face down with the other. Her mouth gave, spreading wide and engulfing my cock. She had quit fighting, and her face looked blank as I worked her mouth up and down my shaft.
“I’ve spent so many nights masturbating in the bathroom, while such a beautiful and sexy woman was only a few feet away, because you wouldn’t let me have you like I wanted. That’s no way to live, that’s no kind of marriage, and I won’t have it anymore.” I continued to pump her face on me and as I said this I saw a look in Linda’s eyes, a look that I think displayed some empathy for my situation. I felt her tongue work a little more, trying to please her husband.
As my orgasm approached I spoke again. “This is what I want, baby, you’re my fucking wife and if I want it then goddammnit I’m going to get it.” I pushed her head down again and thrust up, punching my cock into Linda’s throat. She gagged and gurgled and the pleasure was overwhelming. I bucked and rocked and finally fired, an explosion of cum bursting into Linda’s mouth.
Linda looked furious and she fought hard to avoid my load. I held her steady and continued to pump, wave after wave of thick cum pouring into her mouth. Linda made loud and wet moaning noises as my cum filled her mouth for the first time. It began to dribble out and I knew if I released she would spit it all out, which was unacceptable. As I finally finished I held strong, holding my spent cock in her mouth along with a healthy volume of cum. Linda tried to pull away but couldn’t. Her cheeks were full and she scowled at me as my sperm swam across her tongue.
I reached down and plugged her nose. She was startled and began to gasp for air. Her throat opened and my cum slid down into her stomach. Confident that my load had drained into her, I pulled my cock out and released her. Linda spat and coughed, wiping her mouth before shooting up and slapping me hard.
“Goddammnit Tom!” she cried, rushing past me and into the bathroom. I heard her spitting in vain, swearing at me the whole time, and then brush her teeth. I put my boxers back on but took the rest of my clothes off and waited for her to emerge.
Linda was a whirlwind of profanity and anger like I’d never seen before. She slapped me and ranted on about how fucked up this all was. She almost never swore, until tonight. I just stood my ground and smiled. Eventually she stopped and looked confused.
“What are you smiling about?”
“Listen,” I said, “I know this will take a little bit for you to get used to, but this is how it’s going to be. For a quarter century we’ve done everything your way. From now on we do it my way. This isn’t a discussion, that’s just how it’s going to be from now on. You can fight it, or you can join it and have some fun with me, but either way I’m getting what I want. Now, I’m going to lie down here and watch some TV, you can say what you need to say or whatever but you’re not leaving the room, and when you’re done you just come lay next to me so I can enjoy that fucking body of yours, ok?”
“No, no, it’s not ok!” Linda shouted. She began arguing again but I did as I said, lying on the bed and ignoring her rant. She stomped around the room for another minute or two but gave up, since I wasn’t even registering her complaints, and she went out to the balcony. She closed herself out there and stood against the railing, watching the stars and the waves.
Linda didn’t move for a half hour. Finally, she caved. She opened the balcony door and walked back into the room. She looked sullen and dejected but didn’t say a word. She crawled into bed next to me and put her head on my chest.
“Tom, I…” she began but I silenced her.
“There’s nothing to talk about, Linda.” She nodded gently. I reached my hand around behind her and grasped her ass firmly. Ah, her ass was soft and full and I had longed for it for so many years. Linda had never allowed any anal play and didn’t even seem to want me to fondle her ass during foreplay. Now she laid there, eyes closed and silent, as I kneaded and squeezed her luscious ass.
I slid her dress up and felt her soft panties. “Off,” I said, and Linda complied by reaching down and pushing her panties to her ankles. I caressed and enjoyed her smooth skin, taking generous handfuls of her ass and squeezing. I spanked her gently, enjoying the way her ass trembled with each strike. I then reached my hand further down and Linda lifted her leg up to give me access.
My fingers met her soft pubic hair and I played across the surface of her vagina. I loved Linda’s pussy, it was tight and juicy, and I longed to explore it in other ways than just missionary. I felt Linda’s wetness coating my fingers, even though she was still and unresponsive, and I plunged two fingers into her warm pussy. This made Linda jump and bite her lip. She had never wanted to be fingered before, said it was crass, but now she took it.
My fingers wiggled and probed, digging into her pussy and feeling things my fingers had never felt in her before. She moaned and sighed into my chest and, though she wasn’t ready to admit it, she was loving it. Her moans became stifled shouts when I found her G-spot, and my busy middle finger quickly worked her to orgasm. Linda bucked and thrust her hips as her pussy trembled and came. She clamped tight around my fingers, like she always did around my cock when I made her cum, and screamed so loud I’m sure the neighbors heard us. Fingering my now submissive wife had turned me on and my cock was straining in my boxers.
I sat up and told Linda to get on her hands and knees. She did, slowly and reluctantly, and looked at me with concern in her eyes. I knelt in front of her face and pulled my hard cock out.
“Suck my cock,” I said. She opened her mouth slowly and closed her eyes as she lowered it onto my throbbing cock. Her warm mouth was wonderful, and for a few moments I just knelt there, loving every second of her bobbing mouth on my cock. Linda was inexperienced at this, but she sucked me lovingly and drove me wild.
Lust overcame me as Linda continued to suck my cock. The thousands of nuanced fantasies I’d had over all these years were all yearning to be purged at once, and my hands worked feverishly over her body. First I pulled her dress down roughly and freed her hanging tits. Linda instinctively moved one hand to cover them but I restrained her. I kneaded and held her full tits and played with her nipples. She had large aureole with little hard nipples in the middle. She had always said she didn’t get any pleasure from her nipples before, but she moaned as I pinched and flicked them, and at this point the only thing I cared about was my own pleasure.
I then pulled her dress bottom up to her waist to expose her naked ass. It was pointed high in the air and looked to die for. I leaned forward, pushing my cock deep into her throat as I did, and squeezed it with both hands. I spread her luscious ass and saw her tiny brown hole, naked and exposed like I’d never seen it before. I was determined to be inside her, everywhere at once, and I reached for her with both hands. With my left hand I pushed two fingers into her wet pussy, eliciting a gurgling moan around my cock, while my right index finger circled her tight asshole. Linda quivered with fear, she had always said there was no chance in hell of anything ever entering her ass.
I massaged her tiny hole lovingly, wanting to fuck it and love it and devour it all at once. Finally I pushed, my finger meeting stiff resistance but making slow progress down into her dark depths. Linda cried around my cock. Her asshole felt amazing around my finger and I knew it would be heaven for my cock. I pushed despite her obvious clenching and attempts to keep me out. My finger finally was in to the knuckle and Linda was producing sharp and repeated cries with each twitch of my finger. I pulled my two fingers of my left hand out of her pussy and replaced them with the middle and ring finger of my right hand. I savored the flavors of her off my fingers before reaching down and holding the back of her head still.
This position, my wife on her knees and elbows with my fingers jammed in her ass and pussy and my cock rammed into her mouth, was perfect for a strong fucking. My wife had never been violated like this before, not even close, and she was a constant source of pained cries and pleased moans.
I placed my left hand firmly on the back of her head and began to fuck Linda’s mouth. Her throat clenched each time my cock bumped it, and she gagged and drooled as I assaulted her mouth. I began pumping with my right hand, thrusting all three fingers in and out of her tight holes repeatedly, and Linda was shaking with sensations she’d never felt before. My head was buzzing with fantasies; from ass fucking my wife, to unloading in her throat, to fucking her doggy style, to double stuffing her like this with another man. What? I’d never considered my wife fucking another man, but at this moment, I imagined her on all fours like this, gagging on my cock while a stranger pumped her from behind like my fingers were doing. I suddenly pictured Mark, from dinner, railing my wife’s pussy while she sucked me, and his wife Tara slipped her fingers into Linda’s ass to join us, and the image sent me flying to orgasm.
I thrust hard with my hips and jammed my fingers in as deep as I could. I interrupted Linda’s shocked cry with a stream of hot cum. My semen launched from me and landed deep in Linda’s throat like never before. I imagined Linda trying to handle more than one load of cum, I imagined Mark dumping his load in her pussy at the same time as I flooded her mouth, and the image brought wave after wave of cum up from my balls. My second orgasm dwarfed my first, and cum was spewing from the sides of Linda’s mouth. She swallowed weakly, still not enjoying feasting on my cum, and I stuffed my cock into her throat to force it down.
Linda was spent and speechless. My load had been enormous and a large pool of cum had escaped her mouth and gathered on the bed sheet. I pushed her head down, not violently but with authority, and told her to clean up the mess. She did, reluctantly licking up the slippery globs.
We cleaned up and went to bed. Linda passed out immediately, but my head was spinning as I imagined all the possible scenarios. I convinced myself to find out tomorrow if Mark and Tara were swingers.
In the middle of the night I awoke to use the bathroom. When I returned to the main cabin room, I stopped to gaze at my wife. It was hot, no surprise in the Caribbean, and she had slept naked as I’d instructed. I pulled back the thin sheet to admire her body. The moonlight illuminated her and I watched her delicious breasts heave with each breath. My cock was rising in my boxers and I hatched another devious plan, one that would end with me finally burying my cock in my wife’s supple ass.
I pulled my cock out of my shorts and stood over Linda. She looked beautiful, as always, and I began to stroke. I pictured my Linda, now at my beckon call, being used like a slut. With every passing moment my fantasy became more base and perverted. It started with Linda, on her knees, screaming as my cock expanded her virgin asshole. Then it transitioned to a vision of Linda lashing her tongue in and out of the luscious Tara’s pussy while Mark and I took turns pummeling Linda’s soaking pussy. The more I thought about the years of sexual frustration, the more I wanted to turn Linda into a whore. Next I pictured more strange men, from here on the ship, stuffing Linda in every hole. Soon I imagined a crowd of horny men, cocks out and hard, lining up to abuse my wife.
I couldn’t take anymore. I leaned in close to Linda’s face and a long stream of cum jettisoned from my cock. I sprayed cum on my sleeping wife, all over her face, into her hair, her ear, across her lips, and down her neck and chest. Linda was exhausted from the night’s activities and never woke up, exactly as I had hoped. I went to sleep next to my wife, who slept in a sea of my cum, waiting eagerly for the morning.
“What the? Oh, shit, Tom, what the fuck?” I awoke to a stream of profanity as Linda discovered my dried cum caked all over her. She got out of bed and headed to the bathroom and I followed her, dropping my shorts as I went. She bent over the sink and began splashing water on her face and neck. I sat directly behind her, on the toilet seat, not to use the bathroom but to enjoy the view. My cock was standing tall as my wife’s naked ass was on display, bent over, at face level. I grabbed it with both hands and spread her cheeks.
“Fuck, Tom, fuck!” she cried as I lunged at her asshole, ramming my tongue into it and savoring the taste. Linda squirmed uneasily as I licked her ass lustfully, preparing her hole for my cock. She protested some but seem resigned to accept my will.
When convinced her hole was as wet and ready as it ever would be, I pulled my tongue out and leaned back. I grabbed Linda’s hips and pulled her roughly toward me. She yelped as I brought her asshole down onto my cock. The force of her guided fall broke the initial resistance of her anus and the head of my cock popped in. Linda screamed, her ass had never been open that wide, and I pulled her down. Linda protested and flailed as she slid down my cock, slowly and painfully. Her asshole clenched and she strained her legs to try to stand up, but I was too strong for her. I continued to drag her down, my cock forcing deeper with each inch, until she caved.
Linda’s mouth was wide open in a silent scream. I pulled her until her soft ass cheeks were sitting firmly on my hips, my cock buried in her ass. I gyrated my hips, trying to eek out a few more millimeters of depth. Linda was beyond sound, she thrashed her head and bit her lips but couldn’t produce a scream or cry. Satisfied that I’d found the deepest point of Linda’s tight ass, I began to bounce her on my cock. The feelings were intense and her previously virgin ass tried desperately to accommodate my girth.
I knew I wouldn’t last long in Linda’s ass, so I took this opportunity to fuck it good. I would fuck it many more times, I told her, as often as I wanted. Then I surprised her by standing up abruptly, pushing her over the sink and burying my cock deeper in her than ever before. She screamed and I joined her, flexing and exploding a substantial load into her violated ass. I spurted my cum deep in her where it had never before been, and I promised her I’d do it again and again, whether she liked it or not.
To be continued….

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