Mom's Sex Education
It was a Friday night, my dad just left for work at 11:00pm and my mom was supposedly going to Atl
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It was a Friday night, my dad just left for work at 11:00pm and my mom was supposedly going to Atl
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By Jonathan
African culture regards the seduction of sexually active women totally different that that of the western hemisphere. Sadly, there are few laws enforced to protect women in some countries and this appalling practice of sexual humiliation has torn families apart. A lot of kidnapped teen women, wives and daughters, have been forced into prostitution and sex slavery.... especially the young white ones. Many rich black African men lust for white women and have forcefully impregnated many of them as payback for the white man's past wrongs in dividing the African continent.
Working as an oil engineer in several African countries during the early 1970's and also a few year later, I encountered many bizarre things but have not revealed them until recently
The following story is of one occurrence that I partially witnessed and later became aware of what else had transpired from conversations with two of the daughters. To protect their privacy I have changed the names of the people involved.
It was on a Friday afternoon when my African boss, Motambi, gave me several contract documents to deliver to a fellow engineer named Atkins. Atkins had been in Africa only for a year but somehow had just recently been promoted again over several other long-term English employees. I had wondered as to why he was favored by Motambi but soon I would find out the shocking truth.
As I entered the villa where he and his family lived I noticed several expensive automobiles parked outside. The gardener met me at the gate and took me to the door. As I entered I thought perhaps that I was intruding as Atkins and his family along with several guests were in the family room.
A bizarre setting in that there were five very black Africans seated on the chairs and sofa with Atkins' three young blonde daughters sitting on several of their laps. I later found out that these men were from wealthy families and worked for the company that Atkins was employed by. His wife, Joan, was seated next to one of the Africans with his arm around her shoulder as she was pouring drinks. Atkins, seemingly blushing, stood up and greeted me. "My apologies for interrupting on your meeting but Mr. Motambi gave me these contracts to deliver to you," I said. I could not help but notice that I was in the wrong place at the wrong time but none of them except for Atkins seem to acknowledge my presence. The Africans appeared high on something and were enjoying the blonde playthings next to them. One of the girls was sitting on the lap of a black African.
After going over the papers with Atkins in the breakfast room, he suggested we go outside onto the patio. As we walked through the large family room I couldn't help but again notice his wife and two daughters sitting so close to the black Africans or on their lap. The lighting had become a bit dim with the drapes closed and it was just about sunset but I could tell there were some black hands under the skirt of one of the daughters and also in his wife's blouse. The oldest daughter, Sandy, a junior in college and home for spring break, was dressed in a short skirt and low cut blouse. She was now slow dancing with a tall black African in the parlor. Her blonde hair and pale skin was such a contrast to the charcoal skin of the tall African who was in short-sleeve shirt and tie. His black muscular arm was holding her tightly against him while his other arm draped down her side with his hand holding her bottom. Sandy’s head was rested against his chest and she appeared to enjoy the close contact. Her father did not know but Sandy had experienced black sex after only three weeks in country. Her first being a black African senior college student. She had also had sex with a black professor several times.
The second youngest daughter, Cindy, had just finished her first year in the Peace Corps. She was sitting on the lap of a very black African on the couch with an with his arm draped over her left shoulder while his right hand was laying on her leg just under her short skirt. The lighting was dim and her mom was seated close to another African with wandering hands. Her mom had told her daughters to treat these black Africans with respect and entertain them with friendliness. What she did not tell them, except for Sandy, was just how friendly these black men would expect. The girls knew that their daddy was about to have his contract extended and that they were expected to entertain his bosses for dinner and drinks. Cindy had worked with blacks in the Peace Corps, even dated one, but never had sex with a black African….let alone a man over twice her age. She seemed intrigued with the shiny gold Rolex that snugly adorned his left wrist. She was also trying to be grown up in the presence of important black men and also impressing her mom. Joan smiled as she watched Cindy rubbing the African’s gold watch and squirming in his lap.
The youngest daughter, little Jenny, had been seated next to one of the Africans but was definitely uncomfortable watching her mom and sisters being touched by these black men. She asked her mom if she could go to the den and play games. Her mom smiled and thought for a moment, "why don't you take one of our guests with you and teach them how to play Monopoly, dear. I want you girls to entertain these men since they are our guests and are also very influential in your father getting a new contract. The African smiled and replied, " I would really enjoy learning this game you call Monopoly." Jenny knodded okay and took the African's hand as she guided him to the back den. Her mother then placed her arms around the African beside her and gave him a l kiss as he rubbed her loins. "I certainly hope he enjoys learning the game," she said sheepishly. "Oh, he will indeed madam...he will indeed....and she will too," the African replied.
Cindy was really high on the African herb they had smoked and the touch by this black African was titillating. Her mom, also being fondled by black hands, was enjoying the sight of her young girl also being touched by black hands. The African's hand had slowly moved further up her skirt but Cindy, not noticing, was just chatting away and pleased with the attention. Before long his black hand crept even further and began slightly touching her vagina. His left arm was aroung her shoulder as his hand slid down and into her blouse and began fondling her breast. Her mother glanced over and could see the reflection of the African's Rolex crystal glittering as he fondled her daughter's breast. Cindy, although high on herb, was a bit shocked but his hands felt so masculine and good that she did not object. Her body tingled as she became wet. Her mother knodded over to her giving approval. It was a strange feeling knowing that her mother not only approved but was prodding the African on. Cindy, was really feeling high from the herb and she slightly parted her legs, inviting the black hand to venture further. The African responded as two of his fingers pressed softly into her vagina. His Rolex felt cool to her skin and also excited her. As she squirmed on his lap she felt his manhood getting rock hard beneath her.
She never ever thought she would be letting a black man, a stranger, fondle her like this....but she was becoming absorbed in a captive feeling with black arms and hands molesting her and black lips kissing her neck. Her vagina was very wet and her heart was pounding. The African then whispered in her ear asking her to invite him to her bedroom. He only wanted to lay next to her body and kiss....promising not to harm her. Cindy was gullible and high on herb so she said yes. The African then politely asked her mom, Joan, if they could leave the room. "Of course you can.....just be nice to my girl." "Yes miss Joan, I will," he replied. They held hands and walked briskly to the back bedroom and shut the door. The African and Cindy then cuddled on the bed as he again fingered her vagina. Then he lowered his head as he pulled her panties down and began kissing and licking her. It felt so good that Cindy did not object. His tongue was now inside her and Cindy wrapped her legs around him. An orgasm shot through her as she soon realized that she was being "eaten" by a black African. Never in her young life had this happened so it was orgasmic joy. Within minutes, the African shed his and her clothes and then spread her legs again. Cindy felt something large entering her vagina. "Please put a rubber on, please," she pleaded. "No girl, I want you to feel my manhood inside of you and know that my blackness will be in you. Cindy watched helplessly as he guided his black shaft into her. "Oh my gosh, I'm really being fucked by a black man and a big cock....it feels soooo.....Ugh, oh my, oh my...it's too big...please be gentle....please.....ooooooo
Her mother in the bedroom next to hers, could hear her daughter's squeals as she was impaled on and pounded by a big black cock. Joan, who was in bed with two of the Africans, was even more titilated hearing her daughter, Cindy, finally being black fucked and hard. Cindy had her legs wrapped around this African's buttocks as he held her wrists down to her sides while he kept pounding. Cindy had saliva drooling from her mouth and her blue eyes were open wide and teary. This black deamon was in full control and she was helpless to stop him. She knew that his seed was going to explode into her. With a jolt of his muscular body and even more stiffness in his black shaft.... he spewed his jism into this young white girl. Cindy felt what seemed like ounces of cum invade her belly and another orgasm erupted. The earth had moved.
Her mom, Joan, had instructed the girls to make the Africans feel welcomed. What she did not divulge to them was that she and her husband knew that on this night the girls would be exposed to black lust. Atkins’ new contract was worth a million dollar salary over the next 18 months. Joan, who had already been bedded by his boss and several supervisors, had tried to convince her husband that it was inevitable the girls would not return to the states before experiencing black cock. Joan, at first, wanted nothing to do with having interracial sex. Then, after having a 10" black cock pound her one night....she became a slut for black men. She became infatuated with seeing that her daughters also have black lovers. One could say that she was crazy but Joan's obsession with black sex had charred her mind and she was intent in having her daughters exposed to it. Normally I would question a mother's devotion to her children by inviting this sort of thing but I had witnessed several times before how white women were drawn into sex with black men and some of them thought nothing of subjecting their daughter to it. This is truly macabre to the white civilized world but in Africa there were strange things occuring. I still question this but it is strangely true.
Atkins had initially revolted at her prediction and was adamant in saying he would protect his daughters from being subjected to sex with these black men. “Not my little girls, no way.” Atkins protested. This was the situation when his family first joined him in Africa two months ago. Joan knew differently and worked on her husband’s mindset even harder.
She had heard the stories from other wives about how they and their daughters were taken by black Africans willing or unwilling. Many ex-pat families were invited to parties and while the husbands drank and gambled , some of the wives and daughters were danced with, groped and led to a bedroom or limo where after being drunk or drugged.... a black cock impaled their white bottoms. They remained silent in fear of their husbands and fathers loosing their jobs.
Also a number of families had black domestics that did the house cleaning and gardening. When the husbands or fathers were at work during the day or sent out of town on business, these black domestics enticed many of the lonely white wives into sex. These wives had also heard of the black man’s sexual lust and many became a victim because they enjoyably had teased them by wearing swimsuits at the pool or a scanty dress.
These black Africans would not take no for an answer and many wives were fucked silly because they slightly opened the door of opportunity. After their first fuck, many not all, soon found themselves wanting more of what their white husbands could not give them. A large, stiff, rigid black cock inside them as they were held tightly under a black pounding African.
This in turn opened the availability for the black men to put a cock in their young daughters. They even used the wife’s seduction against her in order to blackmail them into surrendering their young little darlings. Before long mothers and daughters would be taken at the same time as they watched each other being ravaged by black lust. The daughters usually squealed louder than the mothers, which pleased the Africans.
Another little known tribal practice which was randomly used in out lying areas, was to dominate a mother and daughter. Nothing was more exciting to these black warriors than to sometimes pull innocent teen white girls from their mother’s clutches. Then as one or two Africans held the mother away other Africans would tightly hold the young girls and begin fondling them. The girls wiggled and pleaded for them to stop but then the big black men would pull them up against their chest with their feet dangling off the floor. As the girls squirmed their panties would be pulled down while a big black cock head began rubbing their bottoms. The girls would squirm and resist which only excited these black men. And mind you, a number of the girls got their jollies by being taken this way. Yes, it sounds strange, but most of them had sexual desires building rapidly as they had heard their mother's squeals of delight fucking a black man for weeks prior.
Then, while standing, they would rub oily lubricant on their bare shafts as they lowered the girl’s bottom on to their hard black shaft while their white legs dangled in the air. The white girl would try and grab the African’s neck for support but their arms became weak from the struggle and gravity pushed their bottom down. The African would loosen his arm holding the small girl as black cock pressed into her more. Some girls screamed excitingly, some moaned and some just cried as they surrendered knowing they could not escape. A number of white girls had seen or heard their mothers being fucked by these black men and wanted to have that same exotic feeling of a black cock in them. The black Africans knew this and were only too happy to oblige.
The African’s lust thrived on impaling these teen daughters while listening to them squeal, scream and begging for them to stop. For most, not all, of these young darlings, fear was soon replaced by a sudden orgasm….something they had not experienced with their white boyfriends. After only minutes the ultimate feeling of orgasm would shoot through their bodies as the black African jerked and poured his jism into their bellies. The vision of seeing a young 18 year old white girl with her pale white legs around a black waist, arching her back and slowly laying back with her arms motionless was awesome. Impaled on black cock and surrendering to blackness as the African held her from falling but still stroking his black meat in her.
Even more awesome was at the same time their mother was being held a bay as her daughter was being blacked, the other two Africans were quickly removing her clothes. She would struggle but then one black cock would split her legs while her head was held and being fed another black cock. She and daughter were being blacked at the same time. Africans enjoyed family affairs and even more when a shocked father was tied to a chair and forced to watch his wife and daughters taken in this manner.
Race and age was of no concern to these Africans. It was not uncommon to see in the outer townships after school a young black girl being fucked against a building wall. Consider how horrifying it would be for a white father to be driving home from work and approach an alley to see a helpless white girl being ravaged against one of the buildings. Wanting to help, he would stop the car, and as he approached the building would recognize it was his young daughter with an African cock inside her pounding away. Her head bobbing up and down as she gasped for air while squealing. As he gets out of his car he is confronted by several other black men who drag him into the ally. They rip his pants down and one Africans mounts him. Now he is butt-fucked while watching his sweet daughter being banged. This has happened more than once.
Also, there were the weekend church retreats where the mom and dads were not allowed to attend. It was not long after they had dropped off their daughters that the orgy began. Innocently at first there would be readings and group prayer meetings. Then at night the native dances would perform. As the girls sat at the campfire, black African counselors would approach and sit along side of them. They would entice the girls to smoke some African herb or slip a drug into their fruit drinks. Before long the girl’s head is swirling as a couple of black hands began fondling her breast and slowly rubbing her loins.
A number of the girls knew what to expect as they had been to a retreat before. Unknown to their parents, they were not new to African cock and knew the pleasures awaiting them. For the innocent girls who had not known, there was an excitement being with an older man, a black man, and not having their parents around to scold them. As the night grew late, girls would one by one leave the campfire with one and yes, two or more black men. They would be guided to a counselor’s hut or the girls tent where before long they would have a black cock in their mouth, in their belly….or both. As a long time African counselor once told me. “These retreats are not for prayer. They are camps for breeding white girls.”
It was nighttime now and shortly after arriving, Atkins had asked me to sit out on the patio with him. We had been there for close to an hour as Atkins was drinking heavily. probably escaping from the scene inside his home. “Damn man, what in hell is going on here? Do you know what is going to happen with your wife and daughters with these Africans.”I inquired. Atkins was on his sixth drink and was almost drunk. “Please do not tell anyone of this evening here, I beg you. I am very upset about it but I have no choice. I owe some gambling debts that are way past due to some very mean Africans that know our boss, Motombi. My wife Joan only knows about the million dollar contract that I am suppose to get. She has already given herself to black lust in order to get my previous promotions. Now my boss is demanding I subject my three daughters to his African partners who are here today. I am so miserable that I can’t live with myself but I’ve finally surrendered my resistance and invited these black predators into my home. I’ve got to have that contract money in order to pay the debts and hopefully send my family back to the states. If I do not pay they will kill me and perhaps Joan. I fear for our lives.”
I just shook my head in disbelief and patted him on the shoulder. This was really bizarre yet titillating in a shameless way. Here I was in this home where a family was going to be ravaged by black Africans. Even more eerie was that these Africans did not seem to care about my being present. My instincts told me to leave but my curiosity and bizarre sexuality begged me to stay.
As I re-entered the family room I noticed that his wife, Joan, and two of the daughters were no longer there. As Atkins excused himself to the bathroom I ventured down the hall. As I peeked into one of the bedrooms I alarmingly saw the oldest blonde daughter, Sandy, seated on a bed as one of the tall black African was rubbing her cheeks with his long erect black cock. The African then reached around and grabbed her wrists behind her back as his other black hand held her head. “Open your pretty mouth blondie,” he demanded. “Please, not this….don’t expect me to suck you, please no,” she pleaded. “I thought that you were just going to screw me.” Her dad was unaware that this was not Sandy’s first black man but she had only had black meat between her legs…not in her mouth. Nervously she opened her mouth as the African held her and the shiny head of his rich black cock slid into her mouth. He pressed a couple more inches in until she began to gag. He pulled back a little for her to catch her breath but then began stroking her mouth as she looked up at him. Her blue eyes were opened wide and tears began to well up in them as the African began slowly fucking her mouth. Her head bobbled up and down as her hands were clasp held behind her. At first afraid, she began to enjoy this black cock filling her mouth.
The African was truly enjoying fucking this pretty young girl’s mouth knowing before long he would be splitting those small white legs and his 9” shaft would soon spew into her belly. He wanted to save it but the excitement and warm feeling of her mouth was overwhelming. His eyes became fixed on hers and his body began to shake as his cock hardened even more. Gripping her head even more tightly he could no longer hold it as his cum exploded out. She squirmed and gagged as the jism poured from her lips. Her mouth was no longer a virgin to black cock. He then removed his clothes and then undressed Sandy. She knew what was in store for her now and her heart was racing with excitement. “Sir, please put on a rubber….please,” she begged. The black African, ignoring her request, pulled her down on the bed. Sandy, lying on her back, watched nervously as his muscular black body mounted her. “White girl, you’re going to get all meat, hard black meat between your legs,” he chided. The African’s cock was throbbing hard again and as he pressed the head into her vagina Sandy yelped. “Oh no, it’s too big…oh my gosh, oh my gosh…pull it out, please,” she begged. The African thrust more into her as she moaned and pleaded for him to slow down. Then, after several thrusts, her mouth and eyes were open wide starring at the ceiling as this coal black African grind more cock into her. His hands gripped her bottom as his black buttocks rolled up and down. I was getting excited as I watched him fuck this white girl silly but I wanted to see what else was going on with the other daughters.
I returned to the family room. Atkins had passed out in his chair. As I turned and begin to enter the dining room I heard young female moans from the back bedroom. On the bed was Cindy, naked, and a black African was on top of her. She had already had one black cock spew in her earlier and now another African was on top of her. She was pleading for him not to kiss her with his black lips. The African then stood up and removed his pants as a large cock and charcoal ass was shining in the light. He reached down and slid her wet panties off while rubbing some vaseline on her. “Do I really have to do this in order for my daddy to keep his job,” she questioned. The African quipped, “you damn right and you will enjoy it anyway. Your sisters and you will want more of our black dicks after this day is over.” Cindy’s mouth was open and her blue eyes were wide in fear as she mumbled. “No, please no. The African mounted her and guided his black shaft into her snatch. “You’re too big, that thing will hurt me. Oh, my gosh, oh my gosh. You’re pressing into me. Please don’t put your big black thing all the way in me….pleaseee.”
The African had her pinned to the bed with a small pillow under her rear. With a sudden thrust he pushed his black shaft into her. Cindy yelped and again begged for him to stop. The black African now knew this young white morsel was his. He pressed more of his blackness into her as she hopelessly wiggled under his large black body. Her protests became silent and she moaned as the African slowly stroked his blackness in her. Although scary, I could not help the excitement I felt watching this black man screw this small white girl knowing that he would soon spew his jism into her belly. I watched as her white legs rose and began quivering in the air from an orgasm. The African was now in full bore with his black ass humping vigorously. Mercifully, it was only a few minutes or so when he began shaking and began muttering, “I comes in you, I comes in you….Oh, my Lord….you feel so good white girl…ohhhhhh.you are mine.” Cindy’s eyes were popped out wide with her mouth gasping as another orgasm bolted through her loins as she felt the eruption of African cum spewing into her body.
He dismounted and rolled over yet still caressing her naked body next to his. Cindy lay there motionless except for some trembling. Her eyes were teary from orgasms and her legs were weak. She had truly been black fucked twice in less than an hour and was full of African spunk. Cindy was no virgin before this but it was her first time fucking black Africans with a big charcoal black dicks. Little did she know that she would have several black cocks filling her belly during this night and the next. Before the weekend ended she would be black bred.
It was titillating as I watched her sprawled out on the bed. The black African holding her while his black semi hard and dripping dick was resting on her belly. She had a serene but lost look on her face. It wouldn't be long before that same African would revive and again be spreading those small white legs. She knew but was still in denial of being blacked.
My attention returned to Jenny in the den. They were last playing Monopoly and laughing but the den was quite silent now. I slowly peaked in the room and saw that the black African was smoking herb and giving some of it to little Jenny. She had never had alcohol let alone any drugs. Her eyes were wide yet becoming glossy.
Jenny, the baby of the family, was mentally younger than her age. Her skin was fair, her frame was very petite and her two white blonde ponytails that made her look child like. She was such a contrast to this 6'-2" jet black African in his early thirties. She had never been alone with a black man yet here she was in the back den playing Monopoly with him. She was dressed in a short pink dress with two straps over her shoulders tied in bows. She was so cute. She could not have weighed over 85 pounds. Her blonde hair really enhanced her blue eyes and little pink lips. The African’s eyes were fixed on her and I could not help but notice the bulge in his pants. Jenny was giggling as she tried to teach the African how to play the game. She would throw the dice and grab the African’s hand and march it around the board. He too had a big gold Rolex on and Jenny thought that was so cool. I could tell that the African enjoyed the touch of this young virgin white girl touching his wrist and watch. He nudged over closer to her saying that he needed better supervision. Jenny only giggles and kept trying to show him the game.
I interrupted and asked if they were enjoying the game but the African glared at me and demanded that I not bother them. As I left the room I saw the African place an arm around her tiny waist. She appeared a little frightened but he told her that was just an African cultural way of thanking someone.
The African did not want to play Monopoly. He wanted to play with little Jenny. Unlike the other Africans there, he was dressed in shorts and a T-shirt...very muscular and very black. His white shorts contrasted his coal-black legs. He was almost twice her age. The African’s black hand was massaging her leg and his other was lightly touching her hair as she was now sitting with her back to him and his legs split apart. Jenny was too young to know why a strange feeling was tingling in her loins. Her mother had told her to engage the African men with friendship but this was getting out of hand. She called for her father but he could not hear her since he was passed out. “Relax girl, I mean you no harm. Just enjoy the herb and friendliness I offer,” The African softly spoke. .
He asked her to turn and sit on his legs facing him. Jenny, now feeling bubbly, complied while asking “What type of game is this?” “I’m going to show you how Africans have the power to place people in a trance.” “ Awww, I don’t believe that people can be hypnotized,” Jenny replied.
The African instructed Jenny to place her arms to her side while he held them. He quietly began to hum a slow melodic tune. As she looked into his eyes she begin to feel calm. This was indeed strange but Jenny kept looking into his eyes and after a minute passed she could not look away. A strange feeling of absorption crept into her as he began moving her closer to him. Her head was now less than a foot away from his and the African had pulled her bottom to the top of his lap. Jenny could not move. All she could do was look into the charcoal black face with large nostrils, rigid cheekbones and white eyes that peered back at her. She could feel his warm breath swirl around her neck.
I stood at the side of the doorway mesmerized myself at watching this small white girl sitting motionlessly on the lap of the black African. She truly seemed hypnotized. She was oblivious to any other sounds in the house, especially to quiet moans of her sister in the dining room.
Jenny became aware of the bulging of the African’s manhood under her. As she wiggled slowly she could feel it move beneath her. By now the African had slid his Rolex adorned black hand into the top of her dress as his eyes still glared into hers. She could feel his large hand rubbing her breast. Although a bit frightened, she was almost helpless in a hypnotic way. The African slowly pulled her head closer to his with his eyes peering into hers. Then his large black lips lightly touched her small mouth.
Jenny began to shiver as her body tingled. She felt her panties becoming wet. Her young body had never felt this way. The Black African slowly began to kiss her mouth as he continued humming a melodic tune.This African was kissing her and although repulsive to her normal segregated life it was warm and capturing. His other black arm embraced her small back as she could feel his strength. Still she was looking into his eyes captured by a surrendering spell.
“Girl, go to the bathroom and take off your wet panties.” he announced. Jenny was totally shocked by this. “Girl, in Africa we have a custom that young girls do not wear undergarments. Especially when they are wet. Our women bare their bottoms cleanly and you must learn this even though you are so young.” Jenny, still partially under a spell got up and walked to the half bath in the den. What kind of custom was this, she wondered. If only she could ask her mom and dad….but her mom was in one of the bedrooms with two of the Africans and her father was passed out in the living room. She slid off her panties and then returned to the den.
The black African was smiling as she re-entered the den. Somewhat shocked, she saw him with the front of his shorts unzipped. There was a bulge that was noticeably there. “Sir, I had better go to my bedroom and not play Monopoly any more,” she angerly stated. “Girl, please do not be afraid. Come over here, relax with me and let me be close to you.”
Jenny, although hesitant, did not want to anger her father’s bosses. Thinking that she could just be friendly and entertain. But she was much too young to know of the situation that she was in.“Come and sit back on my lap and we shall play this game you call Monopoly. "Your pants are unzipped. I do not want to have it touch me. I’m a good girl and feel uncomfortable by a man’s nakedness. I’m too young to be next to a man’s private,”she answered.
By now the herb had begun to have it’s effects on young Jenny and she almost felt listless except for the pulsating in her virgin vagina. The African pulled her up on his lap with her facing him. Jenny pushed herself away but then this black man strongly placed and held her on his lap. Jenny could feel the throbbing cock under his shorts rubbing against her bottom and as she wiggled his black cock got harder.
Again, he hummed that melodic African tune and Jenny began to relax. She was becoming even higher from the herb each minute and as she had tried not to do previously, she slowly rested her bottom on his crotch. This pleased the African. Now, he slowly moved his black arms around her waist and shoulders.
His arms felt like tentacles embracing her body. Jenny was feeling captive and an unexpected excitement began to embrace her. She was helpless as she gazed at this large black head with wide white eyes. “Please, please don’t hold me this way. I feel so strange and helpless. My daddy would not like your holding me like this.” She pleaded.
“Shii, do not resist my affection my tiny white princess. Your daddy knows I mean you no harm but he also knows that his daughters are going to be absorbed in black flesh.” “What does that mean,” asked Jenny. “Your are too young at this moment to understand but soon you will experience joys that will fulfill your womanhood and introduction to African culture.” The African replied softly. “Your father is passed out and your mother is between two thrusting black Africans. Your two sisters are presently being loved on by black Africans and are squealing with delight. Indeed, it is time for you, the youngest, to be deflowered by an African man. A very rich and black man I must add.”
“Please, don’t’ hurt me. I am too young to be taken by a man….let along, by such a dark black man. You are so black that I am afraid of you,” Jenny protested. As she muttered her feelings the herb began to render her helpless. She then felt the strong arm of this black man pull her more tightly to his lap and her head began to tilt backward.
With a light motion he untied the two small bows to her dress top and lightly pulled it down. Two young budding white breast appeared. Jenny, still in a trance, offered no resistance. The black African became even more aroused and his large lips kissed down her neck and shoulder and began to kiss and suck on her breast. Her body tingled all over while goose bumps rose on her arms. Here she was with a jet-black skinned African kissing her chest as she sat straddling his lap. She felt helpless yet mesmerized by the touch of his maleness and blackness.
The black African then slightly pulled and raised Jenny from his lap while not taking his eyes off hers. Jenny was motionless with no expression except for her mouth partially opened. . He held her back with one hand while his other hand slowly released his throbbing manhood from his shorts. He then let Jenny back down on his lap. Jenny did not have any panties on now so it was only moments before she felt his black cock rubbing against her young vagina. It was warm and hard.
I stood there in the doorway almost in a trance myself. Watching this black African cradling little Jenny was so eerie yet titillating. I wondered if she really knew what was going on. Perhaps she was indeed in a trance.
The African again massaged her breast.. Jenny was truly mesmerized and under his spell as she offered little resistance except to softly mutter, “please don’t.” The African replied,”relax girl, and let us bond together. I want you to feel the joys of African manhood. I offer no harm.” Jenny, although under his spell, was still frightened. But the captive feeling of a black penis rubbing against her vagina lips along with the erotic feeling of being held by this black African was overcoming along with the high from the herb. She was too young for sex with a man this experienced and did not want to be deflowered by a black African yet her loins were afire and her juices flowing. She was shaking yet mesmerized.
The black head of his penis had now found her entrance. He guided it with his right hand and slowly pressed it softly until the head partially slid into her. Jenny was very wet and her juices soaked the head. With a small thrust, the African pressed the entire head of his black cock into her. Jenny yelped and again pleaded, Noooo, pleaseee, nooo. With her dress pulled up and two black arms holding her, the African slowly impaled a couple of inches of his blackness into her. Her maiden skin was now broken. Her eyes were still fixed on his yet as her protests grew silent and her eyes widened as she began to feel his black meat press further inside of her..
The African pulled Jenny’s arms up around his neck and slowly laid back on the floor with her bare chest on his. Jenny was moaning as the African worked another inch of black cock into her.The African’s thighs and legs were so black in contrast to the small white ass of Jenny. Her small legs, with knees bent along with her feet dangling in the air. That large black cock head stuck into her seemed too big to enter something so small. Jenny was squirming as he held her tight. He placed his large black hand on her bottom. Another inch pushed into her. There was no escape from this lusting African now.
He pulled his cock out and slowly rolled her on her side. The African then removed her dress as he removed his shorts. Now the two were naked on the floor. He then held up her left leg with his hand while his Rolex adorned arm tightly held her back. His black dick was even more erect as it again found her vagina lips. He pressed the head in again as Jenny moaned. With each small stroke he pressed more of his black shaft into her. Jenny protested again,"please don't do this...it hurts and I'm afraid."
After a couple of minutes a third of his black dick was in her. Her small white body was held against his blackness by his muscular arms. She began to feel split and impaled on his black manhood. In a daze, her eyes left his and began peeking over his shoulder as they sighted me in the doorway. Her eyes had a pleading look seemingly wanting help. The trance had worn off and reality had set in. “Please help me mister, please,” she muttered. “Where is my daddy? I want my daddy,” she pleaded.
As I started to approach them a black arm from behind grabbed me by the neck. “Leave them alone white man. Do not interfere or I will hurt you,” the large African growled. “Now watch how a white girl enjoys being taken by a black man, whitey. His muscular arms held me as we stood in the doorway. I noticed how Jenny’s eyes become glassy again. Her eyes rolled back and her mouth opened. Her head slid from view as her frail white body was dwarf and covered by the large black man pressed against her.
The black African stroked a couple of more inches into her and now half of his black cock was in her moving in and out. Jenny was moaning and grunting as she began enjoying such an erotic feeling. The African was pleasured to the extreme and again found her small lips kissing them. His hand tightly held her bottom while he kept thrusting his blackness into her.
The African rolled Jenny completely on her back with his arm around the back of her neck and his right hand tightly holding her bottom. His chest pressed her to the floor. Jenny was so small compared to this black African that only two small white legs were visible along with her frail white arms clinching to his neck. Her small white legs were now quivering and her breathing was heavy. Her mouth was open as saliva dribbled from the edges.
The other African held me captive at the doorway. There was nothing I could do to aid Jenny. The black African on top of Jenny began jerking even more with her now completely under his thrusting blackness. As she let out a loud moan the African covered her lips with his and his buttocks again pounded up and down. He tried to hold back but the excitement of taking this small blonde beauty but was overwhelmed and his black shaft stiffened even more as he could no longer hold his jism from pouring into her.
Finally the African pulled his lips from hers and let out a tribal moan as he was about to spew his jism into her belly. Although only half in her, Jenny felt his black cock swelling as it was splitting her bottom. Due to her smallness the African had mercifully not pressed all of his black shaft into her. He didn’t need to, her bottom was packed with black cock She was too small for more of his massive size.
His cock began to burst. Jenny’s eyes grew wide and her mouth opened wide as she yelped out loud. Her body tingled all over with orgasms. The black African suddenly began spewing ounces of warm African cum into her belly as this small white girl looked like a ragged doll shaking in his clutches. His black arms clutched the girl as her two small white legs rose in the air shaking and then clasped his buttocks. It seemed like he filled her with everything he had yet he still slowly pushed his black cock back into her for minutes afterward. Slowly oozing every drop of African jism into her belly.
Jenny now lay on the floor completely exhausted and full of African spunk. Her frail little body was limp and her eyes were glazed over. She was so young and yet no longer a virgin. She was soaked from the African’s sweat and her loins were burning from the lust that had invaded her body. The African rose and left the room.
The African that was holding me released my neck and arms. “Do not interfere white man. The girl is mine now,” he grunted. As he released me he walked over to Jenny lying on the floor and placed himself on the floor next to her. He pulled Jenny’s small white legs up around his waist and released his black cock from his shorts. With his left hand around her neck his right hand began to guide his hardened black manhood between her thighs. Jenny pleaded, “please, don’t, I’m exhausted. I don’t want another black thing in me….please.don’t, not now.”
Her pleas fell on death ears as the African slowly pressed his blackness into her. Jenny’s vagina was lubricated from the spunk left in her by her previous captor so this black man’s cock slid in more smoothly. She quickly tried to push him away but as she did he grabbed her wrists tightly holding them to the floor while thrusting his black cock more deeply into her. A look of fear and helplessness was all over her face. Her baby blue eyes were wide and her lips quivering as she became impaled again on a black pulsating cock. Weak from fear and being ravaged, Jenny slowly laid back on the floor. She was no match for this muscular black man invading her body.
The African chided her. “Just lay there little white girl and feel this throbbing black nigger dick in you. I’m gonna fuck you, spew in you and there is nothing you or your daddy can do about it. Both of your sisters and your mother are getting black African cock in them and they are squealing with delight.”
This African was not a gentle as the previous predator. He wanted all of his black shaft in this girl as he began vigorously pressing more of his 9” hard dick into her. Jenny felt pain again and yelped, “Oh no, please no, it is too big and is splitting me into. “Shut up girl and get use to it. You and your family are going to have black cocks in you all weekend.”
I stood at the doorway watching this tiny girl being ravaged by this black demon. Her head bobbled up and down while her small white legs wiggled around the African’s buttocks. She was pinned to the floor by his hands around her wrists. Jenny was now groaning and sputtering as the charcoal black African was thrusting between her loins. Her eyes were rolled back, mouth opened as sweat from the black man was dripping on her. “Oh my gosh….it hurts, but it feels sooooo good,” She moaned.
Her head rolled from side to side. Standing there I was astonished again as this jet- black buttocks pounded up and down while Jenny’s frail white legs shook in the air. Another orgasm bolted through her body as her eyes grew wide again and her mouth sucked for air. Then her legs clasped his buttocks as her small white wrists were still held tightly to the floor.
Almost all his black shaft was in her and so rigid that his cock was pulling her bottom off the floor as he grind it into her. Mercifully, it only took a few more minutes. The African could feel his cock swelling and wanting to burst. He wanted so badly to spew into this pale white beauty and surrender her small frail body to deep black lust. Finally, as he could not hold it any longer, the African let out a cry, “Ohhhhh, I cums in you, I cums in you, baby girl feel my jism spew in you,” as he shook violently with his hard black cock buried deep in her. Another almost not ending orgasm raced through her body as her mouth was sucked by his and she felt his jism exploding in her. He released her wrists and she grabbed his neck and her legs again rose in the air and shook.
With a final few thrusts, thousands of African tadpoles began spewing into Jenny’s belly. Loads of African spunk began pouring out of her bottom. Jenny’s eyes were again wide and glazed. Her mouth quivering as her exhausted legs lowered to the floor. This little girl was again black fucked. The black African just lay on top of her limp body as the room grew silent. Jenny was almost passed out.
Jenny had never felt anything like this. She was disgusted from having sex with this charcoal black heathen yet she also felt more like a woman and was beyond sexually satisfied. As sickening the thought of being pressed against a black African, there was also something macabre and titillating about being truly blacked with his sperm filling and pouring out of her once innocent white loins.
What she did not know was that by tomorrow she would be under the breakfast table with that same charcoal black dick in her mouth. Sucking more juices out of it as the African ate breakfast. Little Jenny along with her sisters and mother were going to be sexual slaves for the entire weekend. Their white bodies would be black fucked and sodomized to where they would no longer think of ever being bedded by a white man. Next weekend they would be separated and each driven to one of the black man’s home where they will be stripped and again have their legs split by black cock.
After all, their father had signed an eighteen month contract for over a million dollars. Now his wife and daughters will be slaves to black African lust. Many black dicks would be spewing their loads in their little white bottoms and mouths. Two of the daughters were seeded and had black babies. One of the daughters later committed suicide. The Atkins family was truly torn apart. But then again, many white families were drawn into a black nightmare because of African lust and power over them.
There are other true episodes that I encountered during my tenure in Africa. Some are even more shocking. If there is interest from the readers, I will share them with you.
Africa was indeed a dark continent when I was there and from what I've been told by others that followed me.....it still is.
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"Mom teaches me a lesson"
It all started when my friend Nate came over my house. We were surfing the web for mature porn and reading stories with mature ladies. See Nate got me into the idea of fucking mature ladies, how they have experience, and have bigger boobs and big asses than the girls our age. We are both 16 years old, I am of indian descent. Na
Me and Nate were reading a sex story about a teacher fucking her student after class. Nate told me to print it out cause he wanted to read it at home. He was saying that his computer at home is not working and need some relief at home, i laughed and said ok. As i was printing the story, my mom came barging into my room. I thought she went out for a bachorlette party of her friend's, and didn't notice that she got back home. She was wearing a long floral nightgown. She said hi to us and asked what we were doing. I quickly replied that we were printing out a term paper. She said alright, and snatched the paper from the printer. She said that she would look over it and proof-read it for us. I hinted a smell of liquor from her, may be from partying. She seemed composed, and then walked out of my room. I was then shitting in my pants, me and Nate was dumb-founded and was lost of words. Nate told me he had to go, i told him to wait. I am not going down for this by myself. Big mistake for letting him stay, you will understand as you read.
After a long five minutes, I hear my mom shouting for both of us to come into the living room. We both went in there with our heads down in shame. She asked "What the hell is this?" She threw the papers at us. There was silence in the room. She then said "You guys are supposed to do school work, but end up reading these nasty stories." She was saying that she expected better. Then she paused and said "If you guys want to see a naked lady, I will show you a naked lady." With that she reached for the bottom of her nightgown and started pulling it up. I reacted saying "Mom stop it!" But I saw Nate with a small grin forming on his face. By then the nightgown was by her mid thighs. She held it there when I yelled stop, but Nate said "Keep going, teach me a lesson Mrs. Veerma." My mom looked at me and told me to go to my room. I tried to protest, but she said "No buts, go to your room. Let this be a lesson for you to respect every women. Women aren't a piece a meat young man. Next time think of a women as your mother. Would you like your mother to be nude in front of your friend or anyone else? While you sit there, i am going to show your friend my body. Let this be a lesson!" I remember long ago my mom caught me drink out of my uncle's cup of whiskey. She then made me drink a least a quarter of the bottle straight, i was only twelve years old then. Since then i haven't drank liqour. She is now trying to teach another tough lesson by doing this to me. I couldn't believe Nate encouraged my mom and he gets to see her body and i get into trouble. I was feeling jealous and very upset, but felt my dick stiffening in my shorts. The thought of my prude and faithful indian mom being naked in front of my black friend, was very erotic. I stopped as i went upstairs to my room, and peeked downstairs and caught the whole scene unfold in front of me. I could also hear everything they were saying.
The scene resumed were my mom's nightgown was by her mid thighs. My mom had a blank stare into Nate's face. Nate just smiled and said "Go ahead continue." I guess my mom was also shocked how Nate was reacting, he wasn't scared and seemed in control. My mom the broke of the stare, and continued pushing her nightgown higher exposing her panties and it went higher by exposing her flat tummy. Soon her black bra was showing. She had the nightgown over her head and had it bunched up in her hand. Nate said "Let me help you with that." He then grabbed the nightgown from her. He was now staring at my mom's body up and down. She had her eyes looking up to the ceiling in shame and disbelief. She was now standing half naked in front of a teenager, my best friend. At the time my mom was wearing a conservative pair of black panties and matching bra, but looked very sexy. We got to see an older lady semi-nude, but i never knew it would be my own mother. Nate remarked "Very nice, can you do a little spin for me?" My mom began to spin her body, Nate told her to stop when her ass was fully displayed for him. He said "wow". My mom now seemed comfortable in the situation and spoke "I guess you boys have your hormones running wild at this age." Nate said "I guess so, but you can teach me how to control it anytime Mrs. V." By then my mom turned back to reply to his smart comment and caught a glimpse of his raging hard-on through his shorts. It looked like a good 7 inches. My mom's face had distorted look. Nate caught her looking and felt more in control. The next thing he did, surprised me. He began to untie his shorts and pulled them down exposing his bare black cock. He kicked of his shorts and threw them on the floor with my mom's nightgown. He said "I didn't want you to feel uncomfortable, by being naked all by yourself." At this point, they didn't know i was watching from up the stairs. My mom was staring hardcore into his meat, like she hasn't seen anything like it before. Nate started to move closer to my mom, as he moved his dick was wiggling up and down. My mom said "I think we should stop now, I wasn't going to get naked ." then moved back and sat on the cold coffee table. She was still glancing at his cock which is now directly eye level with her. He openly began to stroke his cock and playing with the head, as if he was trying to lure her with it. He asked "Is it big?, Is it bigger than your husband's?" My mom just looked at it and nodded her head yes. He laughed "I guess thats why he doesn't like me around here, he knows black guys got bigger ones." He then asked her about the bachorlette party she went to and if any male strippers came by. She replied yes there was one. Nate asked if the girls played the game with the whip cream. She said that all her friends played the game. Nate said "Thats a shame, do you guys have whip cream?" Mom said its in the fridge. Nate then quickly went into the kitchen and got the whip cream. I was confused at this point. As Nate shook the canister, my mom said "I should be going to my room now." But didn't get up and watched as Nate spread the whip cream all over his cock. He said " I bet you wanted to try it at the party, but was scared what people would think. Don't worry no one will know, here is your chance, go ahead!" Then he inched his whip cream covered cock to my mom's mouth. She took one look up at Nate towering over her and then her eyes were locked on his cock. My jaws dropped as i saw her open her mouth and began to take in his cock. My mom had his head in her mouth and you could hear the sucking noises. Nate was encouraging her on saying "Oh thats real good, keep sucking, take more. Taste good right?" My indian mom was sitting on the coffee table giving my black friend head. She grab hold of his hips and came closer to his groin, taking more of his meat. Her nose was now touching his pelvis and her chin touching his balls, my mom was deep-throating. Nate grabbed her hair with two hands and guiding her back and forth. She had all the whip cream wiped clean. She was coughing and gagging when she went deep, which made a build up of salvia around the cock. Her eyes were tearing from all the action. He pulled out and made her lick the tip of his dick. He said "Lick that shit, make it wet Mrs. V." She licked from the base to the head. His cock was really glistening. This went on for a solid five minutes. Then Nate stepped back and pushed my mom's shoulders back onto the coffee table. For a second, she was laying completely flat on the table. He wanted to fuck her!
I know my mom wouldn't allow that to happen. She then got up halfway and said "I can't do this." Nate then scooped her off the table and placed her flat on the living room carpet. He said "Of course you can't, that must be a cold table and can get damaged from the action." My mom replied "No, its because i am married, its not right." Nate quickly replied "I just want to return the favor, a quick five minutes." He didn't wait for a reply and grabbed the waist band of my mom's black panties and pulled them off her hips. I noticed my mom raised her ass for him to do this. Both of them were naked from below the waist now and Nate had her panties in his hand. My mom was laying flat with her legs bent and knees touching, trying to prevent any exposure. He said "I just want to take a closer look and may be kiss it like you did to mine." My mom kept her mini protest saying "No, I can't, its not right." But Nate was focused and he parted her knees, it looked like my mom's words were being betrayed by her body. May be she was curious and excited as well. Nate lowered his head to my mom's mound and began to lick her twat! My mom closed her eyes and a moan escaped her lips. Nate was lapping her whole vagina and sucking on her clit. He used whatever he learned from porn on her. He never spoke about going down on a woman, but was going at it like a pro. He had my mom's head moving side to side in ecstasy. Then he started to finger her and asking "How does that feel?" No reply. He then began rubbing her clit and asked the same question after a minute. She was biting her lower lip and trying not to reply. He asked the same question again, this time in between licking her clit and pussy. She whispered "good". While he licked her clit, he was finger popping her. He then stopped and asked "How about the real thing?" He was pointing at his dick. My mom raised her head to look and see. She then put her head back down and said "This has gone to far, no more." He pleaded saying "I just want to put two inches inside, just to see how it feels, i am learning a lot, please it will be quick. I won't even move. Just two inches." She said "My husband is coming home soon from work and my son is upstairs, and its not right. I am not a cheat." Nate just said two inches. He grabbed the base of his cock and started to guide it towards her hole. She knew it was coming and said "Hurry then, and no moving, two inches only." His black meat entered her pussy. He said"Its soo wet, i think three inches went inside." He laughed and my mom broke his laughter and told him to pull out. He said hold on and started to jerk his hips back and forth a little. My mom said stop that. He teased her saying"Don't you want to feel the rest of me, i think i am seven inches. bigger than your husband's." She said "Your moving it, stop it please." But he kept on doing his mini strokes back and forth. He said "Just chill, take a deep breath, and close your eyes." She did as told, he then pushed his black ass deeper and his cock was balls deep in her. He held it there, my mom then opened her eyes in disbelief and then she rolled her eyes in pleasure. He asked "How is it?". She opened her eyes and remarked "Its so big." He then asked "Can i fuck you now?" She just nodded her head yes. He then began the assault on her pussy slowly, she mentioned to him to make it quick, cause I was upstairs and can't get caught for this. He was operating nice and slow, with his long strokes. I saw that this got my mom worked up, she was moaning from time to time. She peeked downwards to see his cock slide in and out of her, then she closed here eyes and bit her lower lip again. He made comments how good her pussy felt and is better than jacking off at home. I heard him saying that he always wanted to get in her pants and didn't know it was possible until now. He yelled "Fuck this feel to damn good, it feels like velvet glove on my dick. You one bad mama!" My mom told him to stay quiet and hurry. He replied "Make me, make me stay quiet. kiss me,kiss me now." He leaned in as his dick is in balls deep. She initially refused by turning her cheek. He then wrapped his arms around my mom's upper back, with that she looked at him. He then went to kiss her and she obliged. He was darting his tongue in her mouth and she accepted the offer. My dick was getting sore from watching this porno like action in my own living room. He motioned for her to flip over and now she was on top of him. When they changed position, his dick never slipped out of her, not skipping a beat. They also were making out as they changed position. She just sat on his entire dick, it was completely disappeared inside her. When he saw she wasn't moving, he grabbed my mom's two ass cheeks and began to squeeze them. He started to pump his meat at a fast pace. She was holding onto his chest for support and moaning a bit louder this time.
I then heard the garage door opening, knowing well that it was my dad coming back from work! I had limited time to cover up what's going on. I then approached them, Nate saw me and stopped fucking her. My mom's back was towards me and didn't know i was there. She asked Nate "What's wrong, why did you stop?" Nate looked at me with a smile and said "Hey man, a nigga got to nut. Your mom is just helping a brother out. We cool right?" I said "Get up, my dad is home." By then my mom knew i was there and jumped of his dick. She try to cover up her bra covered tits and bare pussy. I saw sex juices around her inner thighs. He said "Oh shit, thanks man." He got up and took hold of my mom's forearm and lead her upstairs. All i saw was two half naked people running up the stairs, especially my trailing mother's ass jiggling as she ran. I thought to myself, what is he up to and shouldn't he try to get out. I then had to pick up the loose article of clothing they left behind. I picked up my mom's panties, his shorts,her nightgown,etc.. I made sure the area was clear of any suspicion by my dad. I don't think he would ever imagine his wife fucking a teenager in the middle of the living room. I retreated back to my room, before i entered i heard Nate. He said "Don't worry about him, he is cool with it. He helped us back there. Lets just finish." When i went in i saw Nate had my mom on the edge of my bed. He had her legs sprawled out and the tip of his dick entering her orifice once again. He placed a hand on my mom's chest to push her to lay down. He was in the middle of calming her down while getting another go at it. Her legs hanging of the bed. I think she was more worried about my reaction to all of this. How her slut like actions will result in me losing respect for her. For me, the jealousy was slowing fading away into pure lust. He saw me and said "I was just telling your mom that you are cool with it, and not to worry about you." He added "I am making sure she gets the relief she needs and gets the best." With that being said, he slammed his cock deep with her legs on his shoulders. She quickly grabbed my pillow and screamed into it. He paused to look at me, to see my reaction. I was thinking, why he thinks i am cool with all of this, and why is he thinking for me. He was lucky that, i also was horny from watching and not completely upset with him. Now my mom removed the pillow from her mouth and looked over at me as well. It seemed like they were trying to get consent from me. With all the thoughts going through my head and seeing the compromising position they were in. Their pelvis touching,my mom's legs in the air, his dick hidden in her womb. There wasn't any real need of my consent. I think my consent would calm my mother down and let her continue her interracial affair in peace. In my mind i wanted to see the climax and see this other side of my mother being unleashed. I then said"I guess continue what you guys started, just keep it low." He said "Thanks man, I owe you on." The door of my room was closed and i pulled my computer chair and sat. I watched as Nate took off his shirt and then pulled down the straps of my mom's bra. He told her to take it off. She reached behind and unclasped it. Both garments were on the floor now. By now i could see white stuff forming around his cock, it was coming from my mom. She was getting into it and was showing now. He was sucking on her tits and tweaking them. Her nipples became even more stiff. She told him NOT to stop. She would bite into the pillow from time to time. He was beating away his meat inside her. He made a sly comment "Sure beats jerking off at home, i got the real deal here." I couldn't sit back and take that comment, i told him "I guess i get to fuck your mother now?" He said "Yeah you wish, if she lets you." Not that i wanted too cause his mom is a bit out of shape. I think he got annoyed when i mentioned his mom, what a hypocrite. He said "Whenever i want to get my rocks off, i will just come here. Isn't that right Mrs. V? We will do this again and again." She just shook her head no. He stopped fucking her and asked "No?!" She pleaded for him not to stop. He said firmly "I ask again, I can come over and fuck you whenever?" As he waited for her reply, he moved and inch or two to remind her how good it felt. The vein of his dick must be pulse-sating inside of her, his think member teasing my mom. She then nodded yes. He asked "What does that mean?" She spoke "Yes yes.....come whenever." Nate asked "To do what?" She continued "You can come whenever to fuck me, just fuck me now." He said "That sounds more like it, now shut up and kiss me." Her arms locked around his neck and both had tongues down their throats. She also wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him in. Then a knock at the door. My dad spoke "What you doing? Where is your mom?" I told him she is still out. He asked to come in. I threw all their clothes into my closet. They had broken of the kiss but was still in braced. I instructed them to get inside the closet. Nate just simply bear hugged my mom and carried her over there. My mom holding on tight with her legs still wrapped around him. His cock still buried inside her. They sat on a pile of clothes in the closet. I closed the closet and let my dad in. He asked again what i was doing. I said"Oh nothing, just studying." He said "Alright, i think your mom may come home late. She hasn't gone out in a long time. Have some dinner. Oh and i think she forgot her cell phone." He asked if she called. I said "Oh yeah, she did. She said it would be late and not to wait up." He said that he is very tired, is gonna take a quick shower and sleep. He then exited, I locked the door behind him. I opened the closet door and both of them fell forward still kissing. Nate was on top of my mother pounding away. I said take it easy man. He broke of the kiss, saying "I am ready to nut man. Are you ready ma, are you ready to come?" Looking down at my mother, Nate took hold of both titties and pulling at her nipples. She said "YES YES, go ahead, i am ready!" He was banging harder than ever before, balls slapping noises filled the room. More white foam was gathering, my mom was certainly ready to come. I was worried if my dad could hear, but then i heard the shower running. I looked down and saw my mom coming. She had her eyes closed, toes curling,her hands clutching Nate's biceps,legs spreading wide and then closing. Her hips raised to met his hips. She was grasping for air. All she said was "oh shitt." I never really heard her curse before or imagined her fucking. Seeing is believing. Nate got the green light to come now. About two minutes later he said "Oh shit here it comes, ahhhhhhh!" He pulled out his dick and jerked his seed out onto my mom's stomach and tits. His sperm had the distance and was thick. He rolled over and lay by my mom. My mom looked up at all the gooey substance on her. She asked me for a towel. I had to give up my towel under the circumstances. She wiped her self down clean, the towel was very damp from their sex juices. Nate finally spoke "Damn mama, that was some good pussy you have there. I don't think i have any more man juice after that one." He laughed and said he could just fall asleep right there. My mom spoke with a surprising smile to her face "Just how old are you again?" He said "You know i am your son's age. But i had experience with my friend's white mom. Thats a long story and it all happened where i used to live." He added "I guess i get welcomed by the neighborhood moms." Me and my mom were shocked to hear of his experience, he never told me that before. May be he thought i would get offended and think he was coming onto my mom. Well there is no point now, he got into my mom's pants. Son of a bitch. The question remains, is this going to be a regular activity for the two. That question was soon answered. He got up and put on his clothes. He said "Its late, i gotta go. When are you free tomorrow?" He wasn't asking me, he was asking my mother. She looked up and replied "After four,why you ask?" He said "Cool, come over my place. No one will be home." He finished the sentence with a wink. My mom replied "Ok, i will come." Nate gave me a pound and said "And I will se you on monday at school." He left the room with swagger in his step, he knew that my mom's pussy was his for the taking. I had to confirm this and asked my mom while she was getting dressed. "Are you really going over his house tomorrow? You know what he wants right?!" She was pulling up her panties in front of me while her ass was facing me. She simply told me "You did a mistake today, then i made a mistake today. Now we have to pay for it. I don't want him telling your dad or anyone else about what happened today. That means i have to go there tomorrow and take care of business." I thought to myself pure bullshit. My mom loved every minute and wanted more. I could use this as blackmail down the road, so i stayed quiet as she left the room. This was her way of teaching me a lesson..........to be continued
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My car pulled out of the parking lot after my day of beauty at the hair salon.Brazilian body wax,hair cut,nails and feet,re-touch of my permanent make-up, tanning booth, yeah things were coming together for my wedding day in 4 days.My name is Pam and I'm 25 and I'm marrying Sam my HS and college sweetheart,we had decided to quit having sex 1 year ago so our wedding nigh
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I had practically grown up with Randall, a black friend that I knew almost all my life. We both live in the South and so anything besides the most casual relationship was forbidden, especially a black man and a white woman and my family would have had me put away somehow. We had flirted through high school but that was it and the few times I had seen him while we were growing up he had noticed my growth spurts and so my large chest and I had seen tha he was rather well endowed at a young age.
I had not seen him in a few years, about 10, and after divorcing my ex and marrying Steve, I had told Steve of some of my fantasies and that Randall was one of them. He understood and always joked that he had bought a large black dildo and called it Randall to tease me. One day at the mall I
I went to the bedroom and pulled a long sheer gown out of a bag and sandals. There was a bikini thong, black also and I slipped it on then the gown. MY hair was down on my shoulders and I put on Steve's favorite body oil musk. I came out and sat on the couch next to him, "So, what is the special occasion?" "Oh, a little surprise" he said kissing me. We relaxed and Steve put in a video but did not turn it on and then there was a knock on the door. "Go see who it is" Steve said. "Like this?" I laughed. "Yes" he said and slapped my botom and I walked to the door I opened it and Randall and Lynn wee there and smiled really big as I stepped back and let them in Lynn hugged me and said, "Damn girl, you are hot." Randall hugged me too, his cock growing as he did. He was hung at 8 inches and was growing and Steve smiled. "Come on in folks, have a cooler." He handed them both one and they sat on the couch across from us. I sat next o him my pussy soaking wet sipping another cooler.
"Let's watch a video" Steve said amd he turned it on. We all smiled as a well hung black man and his Asian wife came into a living room to greet a well endowed white woman wearing the outfit I had on. THey all sat drinking and soon the black man took the white woman by the hand and they danced to some slow music and the Asian woman sat next to the woman's husband and began stroking his cock. We all watched as the white woman and black woman lost their clothes and bega fucking like crazy and the Asian woman and white man did the same on the couch.
Steve got up and put on the same music and said the Randall, "Why don't you and Teresa dance a little, loosen up some." He reached out his hand and I got up and he took me in his arms. He is 6'3" and so his bulge was at the height of my chest and it was actually between my tits as we danced and I held him to me. His cock was hard and making me hotter than I was and we looked over to see Steve and Lynn almost naked on the couch, her tits over his face and filling his mouth as he sucked her nipples making her moan. I stepped back and dropped my gown to the floor and the thong next, Randall smiling and stepping to me and then I undid his pants and they fell to the floor. I moved his shirt up and he took it off and now we stood naked looking at each other and then he began dancing with me again. I slipped his cock between my tits and his pre-cum was getting on my tits. I found the head with my tongue and licked it clean.
Lynn spoke first, "Careful Teresa, he likes to ram the hell out of a pussy and he does it all night dear." I felt myself lifted off the floor and my lages wrapped around his hips, his cock driving into my pussy. "Oh yes, I love being fucked hard" I said to Lynn. "I like it slow and long" Lynn said. Steve smiled and said to her, "Good, I like it that way too." She swung her leg around and was on his lap and her pussy swallowed his cock 9 inches into her. She began riding him slow enjoying every inch of his hard cock. Now I was being lifted up and down on Randall's cock, each time pounding deep into my pussy and each time the speed building up until I shook with an orgasm that soaked his balls. He laid me on the matted cusion on the floor and spread my legs over his shoulders and began pounding harder and harder into me making me hae orgasm after orgasm then after I had about 5 he filled my pussy with the most cum anyone ever has. He kissed me and then said as he drew out his still hard cock, "Over on your knes."
I rolled over and he drove it into my pussy from behind and began grabbing my hips, pulling me onto his hard cock driving faster and faster as he did. I was being fucked by a ram rod and was screaming as he drove into me. I don't know how long or how many orgasms I had but he filled me again. I laid on my stomach and expected him to slip out but he didn't. Lynn said, "He is like the rabit on TV, he goes all night I told you. That was the beginning of the night. The rest was even more cum filled and I will write about it later.
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My Wife's Black Attacker
My wife and I had been married for almost three years before it happened. Our sex life had been very standard up to that point; straight sex two or three times a week, a little oral sex if I asked for it and she was in the right mood, but nothing kinky. No anal sex, threesomes, swapping, etc. Not that I hadn't asked for it mind you, she just wasn't interested in anything that 'hurt' or involved other people.
I am 32 and my wife is 28. We have one child, a girl, and live in a nice suburban neighborhood with a white picket fence and a dog (just kidding about the fence and the dog but you get the picture). My wife, Ann, works out regularly and her body shows it. There is not an ounce of fat on it
If this was all there was to this story however, I wouldn't be writing it and you wouldn't be reading it. Our lives were changed completely one Sunday night last fall.
It was around 10PM on an ideal fall night, the air had that crisp, fresh feeling and we had opened the windows to let it blow through the house. Our daughter was asleep upstairs and we had retired to the bedroom, hopefully for a little late night loving before we drifted off to sleep. After a few minutes of the standard 'been married forever' foreplay, we got into the missionary position and began to make love slowly. It seemed so quiet and peaceful we were hardly moving, both just slowly pressing against each other with our eyes closed, savoring the feeling of the breezes blowing across us and the feel of each others bodies.
We had been making love for about 5 or ten minutes when suddenly I had an incredibly strong hand reach around my head and clamp itself over my mouth. As my eyes flew open, I saw another hand cover my wife's mouth as well. Before I could react, I was forcibly pulled from on top of my wife and flipped onto my back next to her. At this point I got my first look at the intruders. Standing next to our bed were three of the largest black men I had ever met in my life.
The first man, holding his hand over my mouth, was at least six feet tall and fairly light skinned. He was wearing jeans and a tight T-shirt that showed his well-muscled frame.
The second man, who was holding my wife's mouth, was just a little shorter than the first, more compact and muscular, and wore the same jeans and T-shirt.
The third fellow was standing by the foot of the bed with a slight smirk on his face. This man was truly frightening, and not just because of the semiautomatic pistol he was holding. He was at least 6'6", probably about 250 pounds, and every ounce looked to be muscle. His skin was dark as coal and his hair was shaved so low that he looked almost bald. He wore a tank top and a pair of baggy shorts, both white, which made him look even darker. In the brief moments before he spoke his size and hard look reminded me of an NFL linebacker.
"Well boys, I think we hit the jackpot!", he said.
In my mind I registered surprise that he spoke with almost no dialect. In my limited experiences with blacks they had usually been hired yard workers who almost seemed to speak another language.
"No shit Lamar, looks like we're going to have a party!", said the one holding my mouth,
"You think the lady wants a REAL man Bobby?"
"I think we need to find out Skate," said the man holding my wife's mouth.
"It sure looks like her man can't give her what she needs!"
They all started laughing and I realized it was my rapidly shrinking cock they were laughing at. While I am not small, just around seven inches, and according to my wife very thick, at this moment the fear in my belly was causing me to shrink up like I had been dunked in ice water.
Lamar came around to my side of the bed and pressed the muzzle of his gun to my head.
"Why don't we just move you out of the way little man." he said as he dragged me off the bed by my hair and dropped me against the wall.
"Now before we get started, lets set some ground rules, you're going to take good care of us bitch, make us real happy or your little man here gets a new hole in his head!", he snarled at my wife.
My wife just stared at him, her eyes wide with fear.
"Do you understand bitch?" he almost whispered in a deadly voice.
My wife's eyes looked at me, and then at the ceiling and I realized she was thinking about our daughter asleep upstairs. After a moment her head nodded.
"Good, that's what I wanted to hear," Lamar said,
"now no screaming or yelling cause it will go bad for your hubby here." He waved the gun at Bobby who was holding my wife down, and he slowly uncovered her mouth and released her.
"Bobby, you go first, then Skate," he said,
"judging by the little man here, you'll need to get her ready."
They all laughed and my guts twisted a little as I hoped that didn't mean what I thought it did. As my wife lay flat on the bed, Bobby began to strip off his T-shirt revealing his rock hard chest and stomach muscles. Next he kicked off his shoes, and then undid the clasp of his jeans and slid them down his legs. When he stood back up his half hard cock sprang out. At that moment I was afraid for my wife. Bobby's cock was only half hard and had to be at least 9 inches long and probably two inches thick. I could see Ann just staring at his dick and as he reached for her she let out a slight whimper.
"Come here baby," Bobby said as he grabbed her by the arm and pulled her off the bed and onto her knees in front of him.
"Suck my dick!" he commanded.
I watched as my wife cast a fearful glance at his awesome cock then looked over at me.
"Now!" shouted Lamar who pressed the gun harder against my head, "and do it good."
Ann looked at me with pain in her eyes then turned back to that chocolate colored flesh stick bouncing in front of her face. I watched with horror as her little hand moved slowly up to wrap itself around that cock. She leaned forward and opened her mouth slightly and began to suck on the massive head.
"Oh yeah, that's the way bitch," moaned Bobby, who's cock began to swell, growing to at least 11 terrifying inches and thickening even more in the process. Ann continued to suck on the head and began moving her small white hand back and forth slightly on that dark shaft. As she did Bobby reached his hands up and grabbed her head.
"You're going to have to do better than that!", Bobby grunted as he began to force his cock forward.
Ann tried to pull back but his hands held her head tightly, and that massive cock began to slide deeper into her mouth. Bobby pushed almost three inches of cock into my wife while her mouth stretched impossibly wide and her lips slid down that long shaft. He began to fuck in and out of her mouth, his now glistening shaft sliding deeper and deeper with each stroke until almost five inches was fucking in and out of my wife's mouth.
Bobby was breathing harder and my wife was making low, almost grunting noises as his cock hit the back of her throat. I watched with disbelief as my wife took that massive member in her mouth, thinking about all the times she said my cock was too big, that it made her jaw hurt to blow me. As Bobby fucked my wife's mouth he began to take small steps backwards until Ann was leaning forward on her knees and would have fallen on her face were she not impaled by his shaft. Bobby pulled his cock almost completely out of her mouth and pushed it forward again, this time with force. When his cock hit my wife's throat he kept pushing and it began to slide even deeper.
Ann began to struggle as she felt his cock start into her throat, making choking noises and trying to push him away with her small hands. But that cock kept coming, and kept sliding in until only two inches of Bobby's eleven inch cock was still outside of Ann's mouth.
"Man, your wife sure can suck cock!" laughed Bobby looking at me and ignoring my struggling wife.
I felt almost sick as I watched, knowing that my wife always had said she couldn't deep throat me because I was too big. And here she was with nine inches of black cock down her throat. Bobby began to pull out again, allowing Ann a gasping breath before he shoved it back again. He established a rhythm, literally fucking my wife's face with his black cock sliding in and out of her throat. He began to pant, his thrusts becoming more rapid, his massive cock pistoning in and out of my wife who knelt almost passively now, her eyes closed, saliva dripping from her bottom lip.
"Oh god, I gonna cum! Swallow it all bitch!" he shouted, and forced his dick into my wife all the way, the last two inches sliding into her mouth and her nose pressed into his scrubby pubic hair. He shuddered and I could tell he was shooting his load down Ann's throat. As if on cue, I could see her throat begin swallowing, trying to take all his spunk before she drowned in it. Bobby continued to cum for almost 30 seconds, his cock buried to the hilt in my wife's mouth, until at last he shuddered and slowly pulled it out. As his cock left her throat Ann took one shuddering gasp and collapsed onto the floor, panting and choking.
"No bitch ever sucked my cock like that! You are one lucky dude!" Bobby laughed, winking at me as he pulled his clothes back on.
As he dressed, Skate went around the bed and grabbed Ann's collapsed body and easily lifted her and threw her onto the bed on her back. She just laid there in a daze as he stripped off his clothes, pulling down his pants to reveal a cock the equal of Bobby's in length but probably three inches in width. Underneath that impossibly large cock were a set of balls that had to be seen to be believed. The swung low in his sack and looked like two extra large eggs swinging back a forth as he moved.
Skate got onto the bed and walked on his knees over to Ann and grabbed one of her tiny ankles in each massive hand. He yanked her legs apart and pushed them back until they were directly above her shoulders, her ass lifted slightly off the bed and her pussy lips parted and her tight pucker anus winking below. Looking between her legs, I could see that she was still glistening with wetness despite the fifteen minutes she had spent with Bobby.
"Look, she's still wet and ready!" said Skate,
"Guess she likes it from real men!" he said leering at me.
As I looked at that huge black fuck stick pointing at my wife's tiny pussy I was almost glad she was still wet, but part of me wondered why. Skate move forward and pressed the massive head of his black cock against my wife's pussy and pressed forward, but it slipped away, unable to gain entry. He tried twice more without success.
"Bobby, hold her legs for me, this is a two hander." he called out.
Bobby, who had dressed by now, crawled onto the bed and knelt by my wife's head, taking her legs from Skate and holding them wide. Skate, his hands free, reached one hand down aiming his cock at my wife's tiny hole and pressed forward. Ann's pussy lips were mashed to the side and the head of that cock moved forward, seeking entry. Once he had the tip of his cock lodged in her, Skate took his hand away, leaned over my wife, and mercilessly shoved forward with all his strength. Ann, who until this point had lay on the bed as if unconscious, suddenly came to life. Her eyes flew open and her mouth opened into a high-pitched scream, so high it was almost inaudible. Skate laughed, drew back, and shoved forward again, now forcing six inches of his cock into my wife.
From my vantage point I could see his cock sticking out of Ann's pussy like a baseball bat. Her pussy lips had been forced inside of her by the size of cock and her thighs were quivering. Skate began to stroke his cock in and out of Ann's pussy, going slightly deeper with each stroke. Ann was now whimpering and tossing her head side to side as he fucked her. I watched for the next two minutes as that huge black cock slid in and out of her, now coated by her juices, going deeper with each stroke until all eleven inches were buried in her. Skate's huge balls were slapping against my wife's asshole as he deep stroked her, pulling his cock out until I could see the head, then slamming it back in to the hilt. The scene was unbelievable, my wife, who had always said my cock was as big as she could handle, was taking this black man's huge cock completely into her body.
What was truly incredible though was what happened next.
Ann stopped whimpering, and then, very quietly began moaning! She was being raped by this horse cock and enjoying it! Skate waved to Bobby, who let Ann's legs go. Skate then leaned all the way over her body with her feet trapped on his massive shoulders.
"Guess she needed a real man after all!" Skate said looking over at me with a big smile.
Then he went to work, pile driving that huge cock of his in and out of Ann's doubled over body. The only sound in the room was Skate's panting, the slapping of his huge balls against her asshole, and my wife's increasing moans. Soon my wife began to thrust her hips back up to meet his thrusts, their bodies slamming together violently, his huge cock forcing itself in and out of her widely stretched pussy. And then Ann began to cum, a low, continuous moan that built to a scream issued from her open mouth. Her arms reached up and tried to wrap around Skates body but could only barely touch his back. I could see my wife's pussy begin to pulse and the added lubrication allowed Skate's cock to slide even faster in and out of her. I watched, horrified, as Skate's balls tightened up as he prepared to come. Then he leaned down and pressed his black lips over my wife's mouth, and with a deepening sickness I watched her suck his tongue into her mouth. This seemed to be all Skate could take and he slammed into her one last time, buried his cock to hilt, and held it there as he shot his load.
Ann, who had had at least two orgasms, screamed out as she felt his hot sperm shoot into her, and began to cum again, thrashing and moaning, her little white body squirming, pinned underneath this huge black man. They laid like that with Skate's cock buried to the hilt in my wife for almost a minute, then he leaned up and began to slide that cock from her pussy. As he pulled it out Ann whimpered for him to keep it in, until the head left her pussy with a pop.
I almost tossed cookies right there as I looked between her legs at her pussy, stretched, and gaping wide, thick globs of sperm flowing out and dripping across her asshole onto the bed. Everyone was silent, except for Ann who continued to moan quietly, as Skate got off the bed. Finally Lamar broke the silence.
"Bobby, come here and keep an eye on this guy, it's time for the main event!"
They traded the gun, and while Bobby kept it pressed to my head, Lamar knelt in front of me.
"Seems like you wife likes a little dark meat doesn't it?" he said, his teeth flashing in a big smile.
"Guess you just haven't been man enough for the little slut."
I really just wanted to crawl away and die at this point. My wife was a slut. She was being raped by three hugely hung black men and loving it.
"Well, like I said, time for the main event," said Lamar,
"After this your little slut won't be able to sit for a week."
It took a moment for me to realize what he meant. He was going to fuck my precious little wife in the ASS!
Standing right in front of me, Lamar began to strip off his clothes. I could see from the bulge in front of his shorts that he was already hard. Unfortunately for my wife I was wrong. When he pulled down his shorts, a coal black cock sprang out and almost hit me in the face. Lamar was hung like no man I had ever seen or heard of before. His cock was as big as Bobby's was when hard, and Lamar was only just now beginning to swell. I could barely tear my eyes away from it and look up at his face. Lamar could see the fear in my eyes and laughed.
"Hope your little wife is ready for this, because if she isn't, I'm going to split her in two." he said, turning away from me and kneeling on the bed.
While everyone was busy Ann had laid sprawled on the bed, her hand now buried between her legs, busily frigging her clit while she gasped, oblivious to what was coming (so to speak).
"Skate, come over her and hold her!" Lamar commanded.
Skate got back on the bed by Ann's head and Lamar handed her legs to him. He stretched them back until her knees were touching the outside of her shoulders, her ass lifting off the bed. Bent like this her asshole winked at me, lifted up and pointing right at Lamar. Lamar paused for a moment, pulling on his shaft as it hardened and lengthen to at least 14 inches and thickened until it looked to be about 3 1/2" inches across.
He then spit on his hand and rubbed it on the head, coating it. Looking at me, he winked, then moved forward. As I watched I almost yelled a warning to Ann, who was busily trying to catch Skate's still slimy cock in her mouth. But watching her sluttish actions I decided she was going to get what she deserved. Lamar settled in front of Ann's ass, and brought the head of that massive cock up and pressed it against her asshole. Finally Ann realized what was happening and looked down at Lamar and the massive jet black cock about to sodomize her.
"NO!, nobody does that!, STOP IT!, I'll do anything you want!", she began to babble.
"That's right, and this is what I want!", replied Lamar coldly.
Ann continued to beg him not to do it, so Lamar calmly took one hand and placed it over her mouth, and with the other he steadied that cock and began to press forward. As he pressed against her sphinchter, Lamar's cock seemed to do nothing but press her asshole away from him, that whole area of her body pressing inward without any penetration. Lamar pressed harder, and still nothing.
"Guess you're not much of a backdoor man are you?" Lamar said to me,
"She's still tighter than shit! Bobby, go into the bathroom and get something to grease her up with, he ain't going to move."
Bobby stuck the gun and his pants and walked into the bathroom where I could here him rummaging around. While we waited Lamar just stared at me and I listened to Ann struggle and her muffled pleading. When Bobby returned he tossed a small jar of Vaseline we had in the bathroom over to Lamar and returned to guarding me. Lamar caught the jar with one hand, leaving the other on Ann's mouth, and placed it on the bed beside him.
"Just what the doctor ordered." grunted Lamar.
He dipped his fingers into the jar and took out a large glob which he coated his now throbbing member with. He stuck his fingers in again, coating them up, then leaned back. Sticking his hand out he placed a single greasy finger against Ann's asshole and turned to look at me as he suddenly shoved it all the way in. Ann let out a muffled scream which Lamar ignored as he pulled his finger out and shoved it right back in, wiggling it to grease up her asshole. He then pulled out and scooped up more vaseline, then placed two fingers against her asshole and jammed them in without warning. Again Ann screamed, though with less conviction this time. After working his fingers in and out of her anus for a few seconds Lamar removed them and moved forward again to press his cock against her asshole.
"Get ready honey, cause here it comes!" he said to Ann with a viscous grin on his face.
He pressed forward, and this time Ann's anus began to open as his greasy cock began to force its way in. Lamar continued to press in until half of the head of his cock had spread open Ann's clenching anus. Ann was crying and thrashing and had managed to work her hands down and was futily pushing against Lamar's muscled stomach.
"Relax honey, you're going to enjoy this!" he said.
Then with a flex of his huge buttocks he speared into Ann's asshole. My stomach flipped as Ann let out a long muffled scream, her hands and body twitching. Lamar paused for a moment and I could see the head of his cock lodged in my wife's asshole, the other 13 inches looking like a long black log sticking out of her. Lamar scooted his knees forward, then with another flex, shoved six inches of massive cock into Ann's bowels to the accompaniment of another muffled scream. He brutally ignored her and began to saw in and out of her ass, slowly working another 3 inches of cock in. By this time he was working up a sweat.
"Man, busting your wife's ass cherry is hard work!", Lamar said to me with a grin,
"This would have been a lot easier if you had been doing you job."
With that he turned back to Ann, whipped his cock completely from her ass then plowed back in to the hilt. Ann screamed as if she were dying and seemed to faint, going completely limp. Lamar took advantage of this and removed his hand from her mouth, steadied himself on both hands and began to brutally saw in and out of Ann's ass. He used full strokes of his massive cock, pulling out until only the head was in, then slamming back in to the hilt, pressing his balls against her flesh. He continued to piston her ass for almost two minutes when Ann began to move again. Her hands which had been laying limp at her sides began to move up across her body, one hand grasping her left breast and the other moving down to her empty pussy. As Lamar brutally sodomized her she began to pinch her nipple and frig her clit, small gasps coming from her mouth each time Lamar slammed it home.
I watched transfixed as my wife was ass fucked, sodomized by this strange black man's massive cock, and loved it! She began to grunt words as he ass fucked her.
"Fuck my ass!
Fuck me in the ass!
Hurt me!"
I couldn't believe it. She would never let me do this and here she was getting off on it from a stranger with the cock the size of a horse.
"Looks like your wife is a real ass slut. Guess she loves it in the ass!" grunted Lamar as he continued to ass-fuck my wife.
He was now pulling his cock completely out of her ass before slamming it home, forcing her sphincter open with each stroke. And Ann loved every inch of it. She began to moan that she was cumming, the only intelligible sounds coming from her mouth. Lamar picked up the pace even more, his glistening jet black cock a blur as he pistoned it in and out of my wife's asshole. Finally after ten minutes of this, during which Ann came almost continuously, Lamar's strokes began to get erratic and his balls tightened.
"I'm busting my nut in your wife's ass!" he panted and buried it to the hilt and held it.
I could see the base of his cock start to pulse as he shot his load into my wife's bowels.
"You're cumming in my ass! Shoot your cum in my ass!" Ann managed to gasp out, then her whole body was racked by another orgasm. It was over and Lamar leaned up, and suddenly whipped his cock out of Ann's ass.
"Look at this little man, I'd let you do her now, but I don't even think you'd touch the sides!" he laughed at me, still holding Ann's legs so I could see her asshole. Her asshole was gaping hugely open, Lamar's cum flowing freely out of it and running down to stain our bed. Leaving Ann lying on the bed in a heap, they dressed, took all the cash I had, some jewelry, silverware, and left.
They were probably so tired they never even went upstairs where my daughter was. Ann didn't look me in the eye for almost a week (she didn't sit either). We are still married, although things will never be the same. For one thing I don't take NO for an answer.
The End
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Interracial In-Laws
My wife, Chastity, has a sister, Bella, several years her
junior, that has always been on the wild side. My prim and proper
wife was usually aghast at the latest information concerning her
little sister's sexual exploits. It wasn't that she condemned her,
she just didn't understand her. I, on the other hand was always
fascinated, and frequently aroused by her actions and her
appearance. She looked spectacular in a mini-skirt, and I loved
hearing from my wife what Bella had told her about her latest
lover's big cock. I secretly hoped in fact that Bella's influence would
corrupt my wife, and when I look back now I can't help but wonder if
I've merely reaped what I had sown. Many
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African Gang-Banged Bride (Slut, Interracial, Gang Bang)
By WIFE WATCHER © aka wifwat
The first time that I ever had a black cock was when I was 18 and on a trip to
We were on the 2nd week of our Honeymoon when one night in the hotel bar, Ben, my husband who is an anthropologist and is 43 years old, was talking to a group of old black me
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Sweet to slut
By LustyLee77
Lynn Morgan was leaving the PTA meeting to go home when two of the other mothers invited her to join them for lunch. She accepted their gracious offer and drove her green station wagon to her neighbor's home. They discussed the different activities that were available for their children in the middle-class town of Medford. Lynn's green eyes lit up when The 29 year old beauty with long auburn hair blushed when the topic turned to sex. She really felt uncomfortable when one housewife suggested that she help her out with her horny husband. The woman said. “My husband has a thick, 8†dick and he never gets enough sex. I need some help, my pussy is sore from the constant fucking and I know that he would love to get ahold of your 36D cup tits. Anytime you need a good fuck let me know. I don't mind sharing at all, I need a break. How is it going with your old man; does he give you enough? Is he as big as my husband?†The flustered mom thought about Alan's 5†dick and how their lovemaking had dwindled to once a week; she had married Alan when she was pregnant and had never been with another man. She tried not to think about such things and concentrated on how well her husband treated her and how much she loved him. Lynn said, “I am a faithful wife, I love my husband and everything is fine, sorry but it is time to go home and get dinner ready for my family.†Lynn thanked them for lunch and drove home; she could not understand her feelings of arousal and tried to put it all out of her mind. Her heart jumped for joy when Kevin rushed through the front door and excitedly told her about a baseball team he wanted to join. At dinner Kevin repeated his desire to play for the team and asked his father to take him there tomorrow evening. The 35 year old father said, “I have something to tell both of you. I have been promoted at work and will get a significant pay increase but I will be traveling quite a bit. I have to catch a plane in the morning but I want you to pursue your dream to play baseball, perhaps your mother can take you.†“Please mom, please, I will show you where the field is. This is important to me.†Lynn smiled at her son and assured him, “Yes, of course I will take you. I am looking forward to watching you play ball.†The next morning Lynn kissed her husband goodbye and saw her son off to school. She thought how she would have to get used to her husband being gone for three weeks at a time and how lonely it would be. She was grateful for her son and was glad to be able to share his passion to play baseball. That night she drove across town to the park, spotted the boys practicing, parked the car, and walked with her eager son to meet the coach. The coach introduced himself as Earl Thompson. The 5'2†mother felt like a child standing next to the 6'3†muscular black man. Earl directed Kevin to a group of youths and told him to practice catching with them. The handsome 24 year old black man put his arm around Lynn's waist and took her aside explaining, “We already have more boys than we need but it is plain to see that your boy has his heart set on playing with us; let's watch him and perhaps I can find a place for him if he has any talent.†Earl guided her into the dugout explaining that he wanted Kevin to concentrate on what he was doing and not to be watching them. While they were watching Kevin throw and catch, Lynn's eyes traveled to Earl's tight shorts and she stared in awe at the huge bulge in his crotch. He caught her looking and noticed her blush and observed her nipples tent her white tee shirt. Earl smiled, revealing his white teeth and told the embarrassed mom, “Have Kevin come to practice every night and your husband can spend some time with him on the weekend and we will start on fielding and batting next week.†“I...I will bring him every night but my husband just left on business for three weeks and can't help on weekends, maybe I could help him practice.†“He will need instructions; I know how important it is to both of you so I will volunteer my services and come over this weekend and we will see what we can do.†The excited mother flung her arms around the coach and exclaimed, “Oh, thank you very much, this means so much to my boy and me. After you guys finish I will cook you the best meal of your life. What is your favorite dish?†“I am not difficult to please; anything you cook will be just fine.†She had her arms around his neck, he put his arms around her back and pulled her tightly to him. His hands traveled down to her buttocks, they kissed passionately, and she almost fainted when she felt his dick stiffen and poke against her belly. Lynn felt her juices flow and realized that her black shorts were getting wet. When they broke the kiss he guided her hand to the bulge in his pants, she squeezed the monster not believing a man's dick could be that big. The boys broke practice and Kevin ran to the dugout and asked how he did. The boy was happy when he was told to return tomorrow. Earl could not wait for the weekend to come; he knew the sweet auburn haired beauty was turned on and could not resist him. Lynn was puzzled by her own behavior and vowed to be more lady like in the future. The rest of the week passed quickly for Lynn, she kept a respectful distance from the coach the rest of the week and she hoped that he would forget about the other day. Earl came by the house Saturday afternoon and worked hard with Kevin. One of the boy's friends came by and asked Kevin if he could come over to his place after dinner for a sleep over. Earl encouraged the boy to accept. Kevin went to ask his mom and gleefully ran back out and announced that his mother gave him permission to stay at his friend's house overnight. After a strenuous practice Kevin took a shower and Earl asked if he could do the same. Lynn agreed and provided one of her husband's robes for him to wear. They sat at the dining table and enjoyed a delicious steak dinner. Earl said that he did not remember having a better meal in his whole life. After dessert, Earl had the boy go to his car and bring in a bag from the trunk. There was a new glove for Kevin and a couple bottles of red wine for the adults. Kevin flung his arms around the coach and thanked him for the glove, then the boy excitedly rushed to his friend's house. Earl opened the wine, poured some for each of them, raised his glass to toast a great dinner, a beautiful lady, and a place on the team for Kevin. They chatted, drank wine, and listened to Lyn's CD's. When the handsome black man stood to dance with her his robe opened and she gasped when she spotted his semi-hard piece of black meat. He quickly took her in his arms and apologized saying that the robe was too small for him. As her head rested on his chest, her mind was still filled with the image of his cock, it must have been at least 8†and it wasn't even hard! Once again his big black hands drifted to her creamy buttocks, this time she wore a dress instead of shorts and his right hand slipped under her pink dress and his fingers touched her anus and traced down to her sweet pussy. He inserted a finger inside her panties and into her moist slit. She wanted to protest but it felt so good sliding in and out of her inflamed pussy and she hadn't had sex in such a long time. The small robe was wide open and he guided her trembling hand to his throbbing manhood. He moved her little white hand over his massive cock. He took his hand away and circled her ass-hole as he finger fucked Lynn's steamed-up pussy. The aroused white housewife stroked his shaft marveling at the size of the monster. She grew weak in the knees and he helped her to the sofa where he lifted her dress over her head and tossed it aside. They kissed, he unclasped her bra, pulled down her panties, and kissed his way to her heaving breasts. She squealed out in delight as he nibbled and chewed on her rubbery nipples. Her pussy exploded when his mouth came in contact with her love hole. He sucked on her clit while his fingers swiftly moved in and out of her juiced-up pussy. He stuck a pussy juice soaked finger up her ass and she shook wildly to another orgasm. He stood in front of her, his cock was only inches from her pretty face. He rubbed it all over her face and told her to kiss it. She just stared at the big black snake as if under a spell and shyly said, “I have never done that before and don't know what to do.†He smiled down at her and said softly, “Start by kissing up and down the shaft, then kiss the head, after that take as much in your little mouth as you can, and then you suck it dry and drink my sticky cum, you will love it!†Lynn held the big cock in her trembling hands and kissed all over the huge chocolate stick. She put her red lips to the head and kissed it lovingly. Her tongue licked the liquid leaking from the huge cock-head and her lipstick made his cock look purple. The auburn haired beauty wrapped her sweet lips around the head of his cock and Lynn slowly took it in her mouth. He pushed in and his cock made a large indentation on her cheek. He held her hair and pumped his cock down her throat. He managed to stuff 8 of his 11†in her mouth, them began fucking her face furiously, and exploded his thick, slimy, cum down her throat. She choked and gagged but managed to swallow most of it. What she couldn't swallow oozed from her lips and trickled down her chin. He permitted the disoriented wife to catch her breath, then told her to put it back in her mouth, suck it, and make it hard again. Lynn looked at the black cock with reverence and worshiped it with her mouth until it grew to full size and she could no longer fit it in her mouth. He spread her creamy legs wide then penetrated her tight pussy with his ram-rod. She cried out, “No please, it is too big, it hurts meeee! Oh no, take it out, you will kill me, pleaseeeesss!†Earl chuckled and told her, “Listen bitch, no cunt ever died from a big cock. Your little pussy will stretch and then you will love it. So take this cock like a woman and stop being such a baby.†He increased speed and drove his cock deeper into her love tunnel. Tears flowed down her face as she tried to endure the pain. After awhile the pain subsided and it was replaced by intense pleasure. Lynn wrapped her legs around his hips and her feet rested on his buttocks. She began to fuck back to get as much of his pleasure pole in her as she could. She experienced a series of earth shattering orgasms, lost total control, and screamed, “Yes, fuck me with your big, fat, black, cock. Do it, do it to me, shit yessss, sooo good! Please don't stop, fuck meeee!!!†Earl shot a load of cum deep into her stretched pussy and withdrew his cock with a loud 'plop'. He directed her attention to a large mirror on the wall and said, “Look at the contrast of our skin colors, isn't that erotic? Check out your gaping cunt! The motherfucker isn't small anymore. It looks so fucking obscene that my dick is getting hard again. Tell me that you want to fuck me again and then take me to the bed that you share with your husband. Talk to me bitch! Tell me how much you want my black cock.†Lynn felt shame but she was beyond being her sweet self and pleaded, “Yes I want to feel your big cock inside me again. Take me to our wedding bed and fuck my brains out. Please don't stop wanting me; I need you to keep fucking me any time that we can. Now that I have discovered what it is like to really be fucked, I want more!†She led him by his dick to the master bedroom. They were wildly fucking doggy style when he pulled his cock out of her hungry pussy and stuffed it up her puckered ass-hole. She begged him not to do it, saying that she never did that before, but he kept plowing away and told her, “â€ÂYour little white ass is the tightest I have ever fucked; it is like pushing pudding! I love it, take it all bitch, fuck back and don't stop.†The poor wife thought his dick was going to come out her mouth, it was so deep inside her. She was astonished that she actually enjoyed having him up her ass and cried out in ecstasy as she reached another orgasm. After he shot a load of cum up her ass, he made her look down at her two holes gaping and leaking cum. Before going to sleep she told him that she was his woman, that she loved his big black cock, and even loved it when he spoke dirty to her and humiliated her. They slept late and were awakened by Kevin coming in the front door. Lynn hurried down to make breakfast for them and the boy was surprised to see the coach come down the stairs. Earl explained that he got there early so that he could enjoy some more of his mother's cooking before they played ball. He added that he was upstairs to use the bathroom. Kevin noticed that the coach wore the same clothes as yesterday and wondered why his mom was still in her robe. After an all day session of ball playing and instructions they went in for dinner and enjoyed another fabulous meal. Earl waited for the boy to go to bed before he offered the infatuated wife his black cock. He sat on the kitchen chair, she got on her knees and slurped his fat dick feverishly. She came up for air, kissed the fat prick-head while stroking his cock, and felt guilt and shame when she noticed her wedding ring rubbing against her lover's black cock but her craving for his cock was much stronger than any other emotion. She bent over the kitchen table invitingly and lifted her dress to her waist. That was all the invitation he needed and he fucked both holes roughly, she cried out in lust and he feared that she would wake the boy so he covered her mouth with his hand. Before he went home, Earl told her that when the boy went to school he wanted her to come to his apartment. She wrote down his address and telephone number, kissed him goodnight, and promised to be at his place in the morning. As soon as her son was off to school, Lynn slipped on a pink dress and drove to Earl's apartment. Her juices started flowing when he answered the door naked! He took her to his bed and ravished her. He told her that she was no longer to wear panties or a bra and that he wanted her to dress sexier. There was a knock on the door and Lynn was shocked when her lover brought two strange black men into the bedroom. She tried to cover up with the sheet but he ripped it away and told her not to act like a little girl. The white woman was horrified when Earl informed her that Leo and Nick were bookies and that he owed them money but they would forgive his debt if he let them use her white ass for a couple of hours. “ I told them that you were a hot piece of ass so don't disappoint them. I am going to sit on the chair and make sure that you do the brothers real good. Have fun men, she is already wet and ready for action.†Leo was a slender man about fifty years old with thick glasses. Nick was nineteen years old and was overweight, he was close to three hundred pounds. They dropped their pants and shoved their black cocks in her face. Lynn sucked and stroked their cocks going back and forth between the two men. Both men had fat cocks but neither was as long as Earl's cock. They were both 6 and 7â€Â. The black bookies pulled their cocks out of her mouth and spurted cum all over her sweet face. Fat Nick got on his back and Lynn was forced to suck him hard again. Then she was put on top of him and her pussy was lowered to his stiff dick. She did all the work and moved up and down on his cock when Leo poked her butt-hole with his cock. Lynn was getting double fucked for the first time in her life and was disgusted with herself for reaching an orgasm while being fucked by these vile men. They left her cum soaked body spread across the bed and voiced their approval to Earl as they left. They laughed and told Earl that he once again had a credit line with them. Earl told her to get dressed, take a shower, and be there for her boy when he comes home for school. He informed the well-fucked white girl that he was taking her out tomorrow night. “But I don't have a baby sitter and can't leave Kevin home alone. What an I supposed to do about him?†“Don't worry bitch, I will send over a baby sitter; get your ass out of here and be back at 9pm sharp tomorrow night.†Lynn felt so degraded and humiliated as she drove home. She wondered what she had gotten herself into and if she should ever see Earl again, but she found the prospect of not seeing him again to be devastating. She realized that she was addicted to sex with him and never wanted it to end. Lynn arrived home in time to shower and fix dinner for her son and then go to baseball practice. The next day she was filled with anxiety all day long. She remembered not to wear underwear as she dressed in her sexy red dress for her man. The doorbell rang and she greeted a 22 year old black woman, Lynn introduced the girl to her son as his new babysitter. The sexy but tough looking black woman stood 5'7â€Â, had huge breasts, and introduced herself as Candy. When Kevin went up to his room the bold young girl lifted Lynn's dressed and said, “Earl told me to check and make sure that you weren't wearing anything under your dress. I am surprised that he didn't make you shave your nasty cunt! We will talk when you get home bitch. Now get your slut ass out of here.†When Lynn got to Earl's apartment he was waiting outside. He ran to the car, jumped in, and gave directions to a club. Earl told her that she looked better but said that he wanted her to buy some more revealing clothes. She told him that she would when she found time; between seeing him and going to the baseball field every night she didn't have much spare time. Earl made her happy when he said, “Buy the way, next week we play our first game and your son will be in the starting lineup; he will be playing third-base. They entered a smoke filled bar and Lynn was appalled by the awful odor and the leering eyes of the barroom patrons. Earl ushered her to a booth in the dingy establishment. They drank beer and Earl announced, “You are my bitch, fuck-slut whore, and now you will put some jingle in my pocket!†The startled mom asked, “What do you mean? I don't understand.†“Don't act so fucking dumb. I need some money and you will suck dick, fuck with your pussy and ass, and do a gang bang. You have been enjoying my black cock and your son is on the team and the time has come for you to pay the price. Don't worry baby, you will like it; all sluts do.†Two black men came over to the table and Earl told them to sit on either side of the frightened housewife. They began fondling Lynn and handed Earl some money. He told the stunned girl to play with their dicks and then suck them off! Lynn lost count of the vile men that came to the table and used her mouth as a cum receptacle. Earl handed her a napkin and told her to wipe the cum from her face; then he led her by the hand to a back room. Lynn was bent over a table and a line of men used her every orifice. A crowd of men and some women gathered around to watch the lewd debasement of the white whore housewife. Lynn detested these raunchy men but her pussy thought otherwise and her shaking orgasms were obvious to everyone present. She received a round of applause as she staggered out of the room, her clothes were torn and tattered, her lipstick was smeared, and her hair was a mess. On their way back to the car a female voice called out, “Lynn, is that you?†The disheveled wife turned to see the two women from the PTA. They asked her what she was doing in this part of town and Lynn felt horrible as she listened to their condescending voices and saw the looks of disapproval on their faces. The one with the horny husband said, “You look like you had quite a night out! I had no idea you were such a wild-child! When are you going to come over and entertain my husband and I?†Earl interjected, “You will have to go through me first. She does nothing without me; if you really want this to happen it can be arranged.†The woman retorted, “Who the hell are you? Are you her pimp or something?†“There you go, you got it baby; let her know if you want to play and we can work something out. She is one wild bitch and will leave you and your husband totally spent.†The woman smiled and said, “We might just do that; see you soon.†She looked at Lynn and added, “A faithful housewife my ass!†They laughed and walked away. Lynn panicked, it was bad enough that she was turned into a whore but now her neighbors and friends knew about her. On the way home she pleaded with her pimp not to get involved with her friends but he informed her that their money was good. He told her to cheer up and said that when her husband was home she could take some time off but warned her that she would experience feelings of withdraw from his big cock and her pussy would crave to be filled with his black meat. He told her that after a few days she would be calling him and begging for some big black cock. They parked outside his apartment and he told her that he was going to give her a cheerleader outfit for the game and she could entertain the crowd. She looked puzzled but he told her not to worry, he would show her what to do. He told her that there were three more girls and that cheerleaders at a baseball game was a new idea that he had. Then she asked him again about her neighbors and wanted to know what he meant when he said both her and her husband. A wicked grin crossed his face, and she said, “No, I have never been with a woman, please don't make me do that.†He got out of the car and told her, “You will do whatever I say bitch. Anyway, that is all going to change when you get home.†She drove home wondering what he was talking about. When the weary mother entered her house she was immediately confronted by Candy. The young black woman put her strong arm around Lynn's neck and held her tightly in place. Candy stuck three fingers in Lynn's pussy and declared, “Ugh, your skanky cunt is clogged with dried cum! How many cocks did you take on tonight? You probably want more, don't you slut? I have a special surprise for you.†Candy ripped off what was left of Lynn's dress and ordered her to be quiet and not to wake up the boy. Candy was wearing one of Lynn's robes and took it off complaining that it was too small. The black woman pulled Lynn's head to her huge ebony breast and demanded that she suck them. The white woman was too frightened to do anything but comply. Lynn was astonished to discover that she liked sucking the big tits. The white woman nursed on the ebony mounds with fervor and was noticeably disappointed when her mouth was pulled from the succulent nipples. The naked black woman pulled Lynn to the sofa, sat down, spread her legs wide, and ordered the cowed white woman to kneel on the floor and worship her juicy black cunt. Lynn just stared at the hairy black pussy in awe. The thick pussy lips were dripping juice, the clit peeped out from under its hood, and the inner pink looked so enticing. As if in a trance, Lynn moved her head closer to the tantalizing black pussy. She inhaled the aroma of the aroused cavity and was overwhelmed with desire to taste another woman for the first time. Just as she was sticking out her tongue to sample the inflamed hole; Candy roughly pulled Lynn's face to her smoldering pussy and demanded, “Eat my pussy, you fucking slut. This is your surprise; chew on my fat pussy lips, nibble on my clit, and stick your tongue up my horny cunt. Yeah, that's it, slobber all over the motherfucker, do it! Oh yeah, oh hell yeah, good girl, I can tell you like eating my delicious chocolate candy. You are doing so good that I will let you feast on my chocolate goodies every night when you come home. I know you can't thank me when your mouth is busy sucking my pussy; that's all right, just keep sucking. Oh yesssss!†After Candy exploded in Lynn's sucking mouth, she told Lynn to lick it clean and then informed the housewife that she would be sharing her bed the rest of the night. Lynn was hurt when Candy said that she would like to eat some sweet white pussy but Lynn's was full of dried up cum and was repulsive. Lynn was exhausted when she dragged herself out of bed to see her son off to school. The night was spent with her face buried between Candy's legs and with the black girl's dildo stuffed up her pussy and ass. She was grateful that the woman stayed in bed and her son didn't have to know that she spent the night with her. A couple of hours later the doorbell rang and the embarrassed wife invited her two neighbor friends in for some coffee. Lynn choked on her coffee when she was asked how much it would cost to take care of both women and their husbands. Before she could answer, Candy strolled in the room wearing the same robe and nothing else. Candy answered for her, saying, “Earl determines what to charge but we can give you a free sample right now. I just found out last night that this big black cock loving slut has developed an appetite for black pussy as well! I highly recommend the slut; she has become quite an accomplished cunt lapper and she really loves her work.†One of the women inquired, “Right here, right now? You mean to tell me that she would service us in the kitchen?†Candy said, “In the kitchen, living room, bed, or out on the front lawn if you like! If you want her to eat your cunts just spread your legs and drop your panties, if you are wearing any.†The two startled women did as directed and eagerly anticipated the sweet housewife's tongue on their horny pussies. Candy made Lynn crawl under the table and lick all three pussies. The women encouraged Lynn by saying, “Oh yes she is good. Who would have thought that this seemingly sweet little wife could eat pussy this good? This is truly a dream come true.†Candy added, “You can tell that she is enjoying her pussy breakfast. It seems that the slut likes vanilla and chocolate; they do go good together.†Before the well satisfied ladies left, Candy told them that she would talk to Lynn's pimp and arrange for Earl and herself to join the orgy. She let the excited white women know that they would simply adore his big black dick. The night of the big game finally arrived. Lynn was watching her son practice when Earl handed her a cheerleader outfit and took her to a small building to change. When they entered a small room she thought they must be in the wrong place as three men were changing into their umpire uniforms. Earl sternly told her that this was no time to be shy and besides, if she gave them all a good blow job, perhaps they would make some good calls for the team. The apprehensive woman reluctantly lifted her dress over her head much to the delight of the three umpires. The men were in their forties and fifties and could feel their dicks stiffen at the sight of this white girl with no underwear. Two of the men were black and one was Hispanic. They assured Earl that they would make favorable calls for his team and surrounded Lynn and took out their cocks. They were rubbing them against her naked body and Earl told her to get on her knees and suck them or they would fuck her. She sank to her knees and stroked two cocks while sucking on the other. The men grunted and moaned until they all shot their loads all over her hair, face, and tits. Just as the men finished Candy entered the room with two other black women in cheerleader outfits. Candy told the others, “This is the slut I was telling you about. She is as good with pussy as she is with cock!†The other women agreed that they would like to find out for themselves. Earl said, “Not now, we have a ballgame about to start. Get out there and entertain the crowd.†Lynn complained that her skirt didn't even cover her buttocks and her tits were popping out. Earl grinned and told her that was the idea. It was windy, Lynn did not know the dance routine, and she felt so exposed, but she danced with the other women as best as she could. They took a little break just in time to see Kevin at bat. Lynn jumped up and down with glee when her son hit the ball off the center field wall and took second base standing up. She excitedly waved at him and was so happy when he waived back at her. They resumed dancing and Lynn almost died when the other girls lifted her little skirt, fully exposing her buttocks and pussy. Her face turned crimson when the crowd cheered as the black girls kept her skirt up. She was pushed into the front row of the stands and felt hands all over her and fingers wormed into her butt and pussy. Her head was pushed into a crotch and she felt a hard cock straining against her face. Suddenly she was pulled from the mauling crowd by Earl and taken back to the room to change. When the other women came to find out what was going on; Earl reprimanded them for pulling that shit at the game and told them to get back out there. Lynn got to sit in the dugout and watch her son's team win their first game. She swelled with pride when Earl said that Kevin was the best player on the field. Alan was due to return home the next day. Earl said that during his stay the only time that they would see each other was at the ballpark. The coach encouraged Kevin to bring his father to watch him play. On the drive home Kevin asked his mom if she liked the coach. “Sure I do. Why do you ask?†“I just wondered, that's all.†Lynn was worried that he suspected something. That night in bed, the housewife pondered her transformation from sweet housewife to submissive slut. She wondered if she should tell her husband, could she keep her family life separate from her other lifestyle, would Earl grow tired of her, and most of all could she still be a good mother to Kevin? So many questions and no answers; she decided to just see what the future would bring. She wanted to keep her family and lover too! THE END      Please send all comments to: LustyLee@cox.net
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 The Perils of Greggie-Poo
  Chapter 1: "Mishi's Dark Lust"
  (Note: these events follow from those in the series "The Misadventures
of Mishi")
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  My wife, Mishi, is a petite 5'6", 100 lb., natural blonde. The trusses
of her hair reach just below her ears. Her breasts are perky and stand out
at a slightly up-thrust angle, her stomach is flat, and she's got a round,
tight ass. Her thighs are set apart a little giving her pelvis structure a
real fuck me look. She keeps herself fit at the YWCA swimming, and we like
to cycle.
  One day I was looking for some papers I had
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The day before I moved off to college, I did two things. I got drunk with my high school buddies one last time and I had sex with my secret guy friend. His name was Jason and he and I had been "secret gay friends" since we were fifteen. My gay exploits actually started when I was twelve with a neighbor who was sixteen at the time. He would take me riding around with him in his car and I felt so cool hanging out with him. One day he showed me some porn movies and during the blow job scene, he asked me if I would do what the girl was doing to him, and I said sure, and did it. Two weeks later, we started having sex and that went on for a year or so until he moved away. Anyway, back to me and Jason, we started our "friendship," in the same way basically, we were wat
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I was in my new college apartment maybe three days when Tyrell called and wanted to come over and say hi and hang out. When he got there, we sat and talked a while and decided to have a few beers. Well Tyrell is a complete light weight and after like four beers, he was feeling happy. Not only was he feeling happy, but he started being very blunt. He just flat out told me that he was gay and that Jason had told him about our secret fun. Then he wanted details, so I decided to humor him and said, "well there’s not a lot to tell, it’s pretty basic, he comes over, we get naked, I suck his cock, and then we have sex." He seemed to be getting mildly aroused and said, "tell me more." I too was starting to feel the effects of the beer and I just let it all out and said,"well I am totally different when I am with him, I become his whore and I wear panties for him and I suck his dick as many times as he likes and I let him give me facials, you know, stuff like that." That seemed to really get him hot and I could see a bulge forming in his pants. I was getting pretty horny myself and slut mode kicked in. I smiled and pointed at his crotch, and said, "getting kinda happy there aren’t you." He laughed and said, "yeah I got that way after envisioning you in
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some pretty pink panties." Without any hesitation, I stood up and dropped my shorts, revealing to Tyrell that I was actually wearing some pretty pink panties. His eyes damn near bulged out of his head when he saw that and he said, "man I know some brothers that would love to get some of that, including me." I looked at him with a smirk and said, "oh really, including you huh? And who are these other guys?" And he said, "just some of my homey’s that I know, and yes that includes me." Before I could even respond he said, "would you ever consider being with a black guy, or black guys?" I thought for a sec and told him that I would as long as they were hung, because I have never had an actual big dick in my mouth or ass, but the dildo I have was patterned after a black porn star. He smiled real big as he stood up and dropped his pants, and out popped the biggest, most beautiful black cock I had ever seen. He took it in his right hand and said, "is that hung enough for you?" I couldn’t take my eyes off of it, so I just nodded my head yes.
He started to walk towards me and when he got to me, he put his arms around me and started to feel and rub on my ass. Then he whispered in my ear, "I want you," with that the slut within me came into full swing and I immediately hit my knees and took his huge man meat in my mouth. I took as much as I could and sucked it furiously, stopping occasionally to give it a good licking and jack him off some. It was such a great experience, I was in love with huge black cock and loved having one in my mouth. After ten minutes or so, Tyrell shot a huge load down my throat and I loved every second of it. When I was done Tyrell looked down at me and said,"so, how was it?" I just smiled and said, "it was great, I loved every second of it." He seemed pleased by my response and asked, "what would you say if I asked you to be my little whore from now on?" I thought for a minute and said, "what would that mean exactly? Like what would you expect from me?" Then he told me that it would mean regular sex and blow jobs for him and his friends and me doing whatever he and they wanted. I loved the idea of being a dirty little whore for a bunch of black guys, so I agreed to be his whore, starting right then. I was good at it and played the part well, after he stood there a few minutes talking to me, I saw that his cock had become hard again, so I said, "I want you to fuck me daddy," and he complied, he had me on all fours, just ramming the hell out of my ass, and it was absolutely wonderful. After he was done with me, he had to go and informed me that I would be having some visitors coming by soon.
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The supervisor of the hospital was pissed. All of the nurses on his staff were good women except for one.
Her name was Lawanda. She had an attitude problem. She was good at her job, but she had a nonchalant way of carrying out her duties. She wasn’t afraid of losing her job because she was the most skilled at her position and she knew she was too valuable to let go.
Plus she could be charming when she wanted to. She knew how far to push the boss without getting canned, but it wasn’t her nonchalant attitude that got her in trouble this time. It was her sexual ways.
As soon as she walked into Da
She had picked the wrong day to fuck with him. Dave was already in a bad mood to begin with. It was Monday, and Mondays were always the worse days for paperwork. Paperwork gave him the biggest headaches. She’d also done something else far too inappropriate to ignore.
“Lawanda,†blurted Dave, “you nearly caused a patient to expire! You have to be careful not to get the patients aroused with your sexual behavior in the intensive care ward!â€Â
Lawanda flashed a wry smile. She looked at him and said, “I know. But doctor, I was only taking the patients…temperature.â€Â
Oh, please! How corny can you get, thought the doctor.
“Taking care of the human body is a form of art. You cannot go around jamming your thermometer up everybody’s asshole.â€Â
“The patient took my skirt and lifted it above my ass. I guess he was trying to see if I was wearing my panties.â€Â
“Oh, he was taking a liberty?â€Â
“No, he was taking a risk,†said Lawanda.
It seemed like Dave was starting to calm down. She could swear she heard a little bit of a laugh in his last statement and his tone seemed to soften.
Then he said, “Did he find out?â€Â
Lawanda looked over her shoulder and made eye contact for the first time. “Find out what?†she asked.
“If you were wearing panties.â€Â
Lawanda was a slut. She knew flirting when she saw it. Dave was flirting with her without a doubt so she answered by grabbing hold of her skirt and lifting it up.
The doctor gritted his teeth. He leaned forward towards her tight, black ass and the sexy, white, laced panties that it was wrapped in, and then he stood and moved extremely close behind her.
Lawanda’s heart was pounding with excitement. She could feel butterflies in her stomach. Tingles filled her body.
She felt the bulge poking her rear end, and then Dave’s warm breath as he said, “Those aren’t regulation panties.â€Â
“I know, but these are the only clean panties I have with me. I’ve been pulling a double shift. I’ve been here all night long, so when the sun came up, I decided to sneak away to the ladies room in these panties.â€Â
Lawanda handed him the pair of underwear that she had been wearing when she went to the restroom to masturbate. Their bodies were pressed tightly together so all she had to do was hand them over her shoulder.
The doctor accepted them, stuffed them into his nose, and took a long hard sniff. The scent of wet cunt filled his head. He was now consumed with lust and Lawanda felt his cock pushing harder into her back even though Dave hadn’t moved any closer to her. His cock was getting harder.
He bit the panties and then spit them out of his mouth. He started kissing Lawanda’s neck and ears and then grabbed her face, pulled it around and shoved his tongue deep in her mouth.
They separated and Dave started feeling her up. He squeezed her tits like he was trying to extract liquid from them, then he slid his hands up and down her body finally coming to rest on the thin layer of material separating his hands from her pussy.
“Oh, doctor,†Lawanda hissed.
He spun her around. He raised her skirt and grabbed two hands full of soft, fleshy ass. Still, Lawanda could feel his cock stiffening some more. But now it was pressing into her crotch, right where she liked it.
He grabbed the top of her head, applied about fifty pounds of pressure, and Lawanda happily dropped to her knees. He undid his pants and pulled out a rock-hard dick.
It was beefy with veins bulging everywhere and it was bobbing and waving just a couple inches from her face. It was like the bait tempting the fish. Lawanda took the bait.
She wet her lips, spread saliva all over the pulsing cock head, and then started sliding it into her mouth. She went a little deeper each time until she had stretched her mouth to its limits.
There was still about half his cock left out of her mouth, so she used her hands to force feed it deeper inside. Repeatedly, she shoved inches of stiff, white dick as deep as it could go as she listening to Dave moaning his approval.
In fact, she was doing such a good job that he had to stop. He was getting close to popping in her mouth, which was a good thing, but not before he had a chance to get in her pussy.
He helped her to her feet and then helped her out of her clothes. She had small tits with really big nipples. Her body was slender, but she had plenty of curves in all the right places. Dave was using his hands and mouth to get familiar with as many of those curves as he could.
The only thing left on her body was her sexy panties, whichâ€â€now that her uniform was goneâ€â€the doctor could see was actually part of a lingerie set. Everything was laced and the panties hooked to the stockings with straps.
The see-through laced shirt had the bra built into it. They had pulled the straps off her shoulder so her tits could be out, but other than that, they didn’t bother taking anything else off.
The doctor motioned for her to stand facing the wall. He made her lean over a bit so he could have better access to her pussy.
He moved her panties out of the way and started sliding his cock around her pubic area trying to find the hole. Wow. She was really soaked down there. This woman was dying for a dick in her right now.
As soon as his cock touched her pussy, it slipped right in with very little resistance. Her juices spilled all over his cock, leaving it saturated in a bath of heat and wetness that made his lust for her grow.
He began thrusting into her. Lawanda was thrusting back. “Oh, yeah, give it to me,†she said.
After a while, the doctor pulled out and sat in his chair. He moved away from the desk so they’d have more room to work with.
Lawanda sat on his cock facing away from him. She started bouncing on his meaty shaft.
Dave noticed immediately that she was ten times better when she was on top. She would bounce on him, then grind on him, and then lean forward with her elbows on her knees and do a combination of grinding, bouncing, and dancing that drove him nuts. He had never seen anything like this from white women. On top of that, she was giving him the dirty talk and it was making him want to nail her some more.
As she rode himâ€â€and now that he’d gotten his second windâ€â€he began to mirror her movements. Later he just started thrusting lustfully into her. Eventually his thrusts were coming so hard that they were lifting her off his lap so she got up.
Dave got up with her. He reached for the back of her head and guided it so far down that she almost fell over.
Her legs were spread wide apart. He had a perfect path to her sweet hole. He slipped into it and continued pounding her like the whore she was.
He could feel an orgasm coming. He needed it badly, but he wanted to pop on her tits and look her in the eyes as his seed soiled her body.
He made her lie on the desk. He took his shirt off. He was back in her hairy twat seconds later.
The only thing on his mind was releasing that built up anxiety. He couldn’t wait to drench her in his fluids.
His hands gripped firmly around Lawanda’s tits. She was moaning and screaming and egging him on.
The tingles in his cock intensified. He felt the burning of hot semen coming up his shaft. He let out a loud moan.
He pulled his cock out, grabbed it from the bottom, and started stroking it frantically.
He pointed it at her tits, but just like many other men in Lawanda’s sex life, his aim was horrible. A little landed on her tits, but the majority landed on her shoulder blade. Neither of them cared though. They were satisfied, tired, and spent.
Lawanda used the napkins on the doctor’s desk to clean up and then she went to the dressing room. There were at least a half dozen black nurses having a conversation about the new white woman with the nice ass and how she’d make for a good dancer (most of the nurses made extra money on the side as dancers).
She joined in the conversation like nothing had happened, but she couldn’t help but wonder how many of the other nurses had been fucked by Dave.
They chatted with the white girl. She seemed to be cool with it, but it was obvious that she didn’t have much experience dancing.
The other girls worked with her, and when they’d gotten her bent over a toilet shaking her ass, someone else came in. Lawanda didn’t know who he was, but she’d seen him around and she knew enough about him to know that he ranked pretty high around there.
Lawanda was one of the last people to leave. She looked over her shoulder as she left out the door.
The white girl was still shaking her ass over the toilet seat. She was wearing headphones so she’d have some music to work with. The radio was up loud so she had no clue that all the girls were gone and the only person left was a large black man gawking at her ass.
Lawanda chuckled and shook her head. She knew what about to happen. She just wished she could be a fly on the wall so she could watch.
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 The Perils of Greggie-Poo
  Chapter 3: "In the Drivers Seat"
  When I last left off we were on a surprise trip to Vegas,(my wife, her
lover and me).
  As we pulled up to the terminal and the driver got out to take our bags
to the porter Mishi got out and told me to ask the driver if he would like
"anything" in addition to his tip as we had around 45 minutes before we had
to board.
  The driver looked at me and said "are you talking about what I think you
are talking about?"
  "Yes," I replied, "you may take pleasure from my wife if you so wish."
  "Y
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I had been to the strip joint several times, at different times. I found that early in the day was best because the girls on day shift are more likely to fuck. First, it was teena, then deeanne. Then, I hit a dry spell. Luckily, Maria started working there. She caught my eye because she's so small.
Standing only four eight, it didn't matter to me that she was wearing the cheapest piece of lingerie you ever saw in your life. She was Mexican, but light skinned with facial features that made her look asian. She was an adult, but it was difficult for me to ascertain her age. She wobbled over to me. She slid into my lap. "You like company, yes?" she asked. "Sure" I replied.
We struggled through several minutes of conversation. She wasn't very smart. We just
Maria was there again. We went through the same motions again. She had learned a little. This time, during her dance, she got down on her knees and played with my dick through my pants. I started to unzip. She immediately stopped me by climbing on my lap. She wiggled around some more and still played coy with her pussy. On the third trip, I finally got her to show me her pussy. She briefly showed me two plump bare pussy lips. When I reached out, she quickly hid her pussy.
I sloid my finger along her slit, through her panties. "Maria, I want some of this" I told her. "You want some panocha?" "Yes" I replied. She shook her head. "We no do this here, you want panocha, we go somewhere else". I made arrangements to meet her after shift. She met me outside work and had me drive her to a shitty looking apartment complex. Upstairs, she had a small one bedroom apartment.
There wasn't any real furniture to speak of. A few broken pieces, and a mattress in her room where she had us undress. She wanted to be in control and lowered herself on to my dick. "Ohhh" she moaned as she took me in her. She put her tiny hands on my shoulders and worked her hips.
I squeezed her tits, then caressed her body. I wanted another position, and we sort of wrestled until I got her on all fours. I grasped her tiny hips and pounded her until I came. I layed next to her. "You like?" she asked. "Oh yeah", I told her. Then we laid there quietly. I must have dozed a bit because I was only aware of a door closing. I opened my eyes to see a girl standing in the bedroom dorway. She looked like Maria, but much younger. Mama?" the girl asked, a very confused look on her face. Maria got up and ushered the girl away from the room.
I got up and got dressed. I walked into the next room. Maria was in the kitchen, wearing a T shirt. The girl smiled at me in a polite, but quizzical way. She was a cutie, having all of her mother's beauty. I went into the kitchen and discreetly paid Maria. I didn't see her again for a week.
This time, she managed to get off of work early. We went to her place again, this time for a longer sex session. We were dressed when the girl came in. Maria introduced the girl as her daughter Anna. She was twelve, stood four six, and had little bumps on her chest that I imagined were like her mother's. I told Maria that I thought Anna was pretty and I'd like to take pictures of her at my studio. I offered Maria the same rate I paid her for sex. Maria lit up and we made arrangements to have Maria bring her to my studio the next afternoon.
Actually, I only dabbled in photography, but I was renting the studio for next to nothing. I had shot a couple of models in a couple of close to proffesional shoots, so I had some ideas when Maria and Anna arrived. The studo has three sets, one looking like a living room, a kitchen, and a bedroom. I had Anna come in the door leading to the living room, where appearing as if she just came from school, I had her strip down to her underwear. Then I had her go to the dressing room and put on a sheer babydoll nightie. I next posed Anna in the kitchen where I had her pretend to be thirsty and do several cleaning tasks after pretending to spill water. Next, I had her put on a black nightie, and posed her in the living room, pretending to read and watch TV. Finally, I had her put on a two piece blue nightie and prepare for bed in the bedroom. The climax came when I had her start to tease the camera by showing me her shoulders, then pretending to strip before climbing into bed.
I finished the shoot and paid Maria. I saw Maria three days later. After our fuck session, I told her I'd like to shoot Anna again, this time in the nude. Maria got a concerned look on her face. I assured her that since she would be there, nothing would happen. She reluctantly agreed. The next day at the studio, I had Anna come in the living room door again, and undress, only this time, more deliberately.
I had her in her underwear in the kitchen. I had her open the fridge door, then teasingly take off the bra. I had to fight my excitement the first time I saw her tiny breasts. Her nipples were large, like her mother's, but more defined. I had her playfully put milk on her nipples, then some strawberry glaze. Then I had her clean up before moving on to the bedroom. There I had her tease me with her waistband, before taking the panties off and climbing on the bed. I even got some great spread leg shots of her hairless pussy, then called it a day. I paid Maria, then drove them both home. I waited a week before I saw Maria again.
After our sex session, I made her ask if I wanted to shoot Anna again. "Sure" I told her. The next afternoon at the studio, I had Anna go straight to the bedroom. I had her seductively undress, then introduced her to sex toys. I had gone to a porno shop and bought the smallest toys they had. First, with a day glo orange vibrator, I had pretend to have oral sex with it before playing with her nipples, then playing with her pussy. It was a little more round than a pencil, and I got her to insert it in her tiny pussy. The other toys were too large for pussy, but I had her pretend with them anyway. The one that nearly made me came was the flesh colored dick shaped dildo. I wanted to fuck her, but first things first.
After my next sex session with Maria, I made Maria ask if I was going to shoot Anna again. Of course I had plans, but I didn't tell Maria what they were. The next day, at the studio, I had Anna do another strip tease. I did the next series of shots from the looker's point of view. I sat on the couch and had Anna crawl on all fours to me. I had her open my zipper and take my dick out.
I could tell Maria was nervous, so I went slow. I had Anna open her mouth and take my dick, an inch at a time in her mouth. She was able to get most of it, before gagging. I then had her move to just giving me a handjob, making sure to have her press my dick to her cheek as I came. I shot my load all over her face. I cleaned her up and paid Maria. I went over to Maria's the next day. This time, we had a wild fuck, as she attacked me with energy, and the whole time I was imagining she was Anna. We were spent, and had time for another fuck before Anna got home from school. We were still on the matress when Maria came in the room.
I asked Maria if it was alright if we rehearsed tomorrow's shoot at the studio for Anna. I had several positions in mind, and I wanted to see if everything worked. Maria said yes and the young preteen eagerly undressed. I had her get on all fours. I wet my middle finger and placed it on her asshole. I entered her , then added more spit. I wet the tip of my dick, then placed it next to her ass. Going slow, I got the head of my dick in. Anna yelped, and flinched. I pulled out.
Using the other hand, I then played with her pussy lips before placing my finger in her. I could feel some of her hymen, still there after the vibrator session. I was able to get the whole finger in. I pulled it out, then readied my dick. I inserted just the head. Anna said "Aye", then asked her mother something in spanish. I pulled out, and had Anna lay on her back. What happened next unfolded like a kabuki play. We all played our parts, knowing the inevitable outcome.
I placed my dick at the entrance to her tiny pussy. I inserted just the head. Anna and I made eye contact. I inserted another inch, then paused. Then slowly, I continued into her before shad taken my entire length. Anna reached over and took her mother's hand. Slowly, I began pumping her tiny pussy. Her breathing increased and her tiny nipples became smaller as she became excited. I leaned over and kissed her. The kiss became a smouldering kiss as she wrapped her arms around me in a bear hug. I pulled her up into a sitting position, working her hips as her tiny pussy worked my dick. I quickly became excited and shot my load in her.
I collapsed backwards as Anna laid on me. Maria leaned over and kissed me., then rubbed her daughter's back. "More?" Maria asked. "I'm tired" I told her. "We eat, rest, then do more later, ok?" I nodded as Maria got up and left the room. Anna and I cuddled. We had fallen in love. I made plans to move the two of them into my place the next day. A love like this could no longer be allowed to wait.
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It was Nancy’s first month on the job. All the other nurses were black. She was the only white nurse at this hospital. The other girls were very outgoing and they welcomed her in with open arms.
Nancy liked being treated so well, but all the attention made her feel uncomfortable sometimes. The other nurses talked to her like they had known her for years.
For example, they talked about their sex lives all the time and they went into very intricate details when they did so. She’d found out that almost all the other nurses were strippers by night and went around fucking just about anybody who tried.
After a while, Nancy got used to listening to their hot stories and watching them practice new dance moves in the ladies locker room. She was becoming one of the girls and she even enjoyed listening to their wild sex stories. It seemed like these black women were having the time of their lives and a part of Nancyâ€â€who had lived a sheltered lifestyle until nowâ€â€wanted to experience the wild side firsthand.
She had become such good friends with the black girls over the last few weeks that she had began to talk like them sometimes; she had began to act like them all the time.
It was a little after 4 o’clock. The locker room was cramped. The women who worked first shift were getting ready to go home; the women who worked second shift were getting ready to start work.
Everyone was feeling extra frisky this fine evening, so the ladies decided to teach Nancy a few of their stripper moves. Since they were in a hospital and couldn’t play the radio very loud, they gave Nancy a walkman to listen to as they tried their best to teach her the one thing that every stripper needed to know above everything elseâ€â€how to move her ass.
They all agreed that Nancy was a sexy white woman and she had a nice body. The problem was that she shook her ass like a white girl. She was too stiff, she needed more motion in her hips, and she smiled too much, which took away from her sex appeal.
One of the other girls tried to give her a demonstration. She stripped down to her skimpy underwear and started prancing about while she talked shit and flaunted her body.
Man, oh man, was that chick sexy, thought Nancy.
All the girls in this division looked so good. Nancy liked their skin colors the most. Nancy had always thought black people had the prettiest skin. It was no wonder white people were always on the beach trying to darken up.
A few seconds later, the girls had told Nancy to take everything off except her underwear. She needed to be in “uniform†to get her attitude right. The lessons started again, but Nancy still wasn’t feeling it.
“Can I listen to my walkman so I can have some music?†she asked.
They handed it to her. They told her to bend over the toilet and the lessons were on again.
“Where the hell are all the nurses?†Sean, the Assistant General Manager, said to himself. It was almost 4:15 PM and he hadn’t seen anyone from second shift.
He got a little more of his paperwork done and then checked his watch. He went outside of his office. Still, there wasn’t a single nurse to be seen.
He started walking towards the nurses’ locker room. Anger was boiling inside of him. Even from this distance he could hear the hooting and cheering. He knew most of the nurses were strippers, and that was fine, but when their other job got in the way of their current job, that was going to be a problem.
Sean was a cool man. He was an easy guy to work for. He never made a big deal about petty things, but he hated it when he had to tell people who were considered professionals to do things that they already knew they were supposed to be doing.
Just that quick, these stupid chicks had managed to screw up his good day. He was set to tell them off. He was going to kick ass and take names later. There would be write-ups, suspensions, reprimands, all kinds of…
OH SHIT!!
Look at that.
The first thing he saw when he got to the locker room door was half naked women, but the one that caught his eye was the new nurse, Nancy. She was bent over the toilet seat wearing nothing but a bra and a pair of panties that fit nicely up her ass, leaving plenty of flesh visible on the sides.
Sean took a deep breath. He felt his cock sliding down his thigh. Luckily he was wearing dark sunglasses so no one could see in his eyes and know how turned on he was.
He smirked at them, crossed his arms, and stood to the side of the door without saying a word. The message was clear. He wanted them to leave.
Some were ashamed and couldn’t look him in the eye. Others looked like they were glad he caught them. Either way, the nurses started filing out one by one as they noticed him standing there.
The only person who didn’t leave was Nancy. Why was she still bending over the toilet doing that rhythm-less booty bounce dance? Was she really that defiant?
Sean was half angry and half horny now. He hated disobedience, but it was hard to stay angry when he was looking at a sight like that.
He was about to say something to her when he heard something coming from her direction. It sounded like music. It was really low. That’s when he realized what was going on. Nancy was listening to loud music on a walkman. She didn’t know he was there and she didn’t know all of her friends had left.
His glasses were too dark so you’d never know it by looking at him, but Sean had a twinkle in his eye. With his 6’3†frame and 220 pounds of muscle and sinew, he advanced.
The music was loud. Nancy was trying to lose herself in it, just as the girls had told her.
She wasn’t aware of anything going on around her. All she knew was she felt a lot of hands moving her butt in different directions.
After a few seconds, all the hands were gone and she was bouncing her ass to the beat of the music all by herself.
Nancy’s confidence had risen. If no one was guiding, she obviously must be doing it the right way.
Her eyes were closed. She let the loud music take control of her as she waited for one of her friends to intervene.
For a long time, no one did, so she kept bouncing her ass around trying to make it as appealing as possible as she imagined herself on stage with the other girls.
She’d probably be the only white girl stripping in club. She was thinking maybe she could give herself a name like Vanilla, something that said she was white and didn’t mind shaking it for the brothas. Or maybe she could…
WHOA!
There it was. She felt a hand. It wasn’t around her hips like before. It was on her ass and it was getting into some regions where none of the girls had ever gone before. If this was their way of saying she was ready for the night life, they’d certainly made their point clear.
The hand groped her ass cheeks and then she felt another one touching the part of her panties that covered her pussy. She looked over her shoulder and saw the assistant GM standing over her and none of her girlfriends anywhere.
Her first reaction was to run and put her clothes on, but she didn’t flinch. She figured there wasn’t going to be any trouble if he was feeling her up.
Her strip tease had obviously gotten him horny, and she wanted to have the first wild sex of her life. It seemed they could solve each other’s problems, so Nancy remained bent over the toilet and let the assistant GM do as he pleased.
Yes!! She had turned around. She’d seen who was behind her and she wasn’t objecting to it. Sean was on cloud nine.
He started kissing and sucking her ivory ass cheeks as he caressed the mound between her legs. There was a lot of heat coming from it. The more he kissed her, the stronger the scent of pussy became in the air.
He slid her panties off her supple thighs. She stepped out of them. This white woman had a nice ass with a fat cunt decorating the middle.
Nancy lowered her head farther down and arched her back. She let her ass sway slowly from side to side.
Sean stood up and started undoing his pants. “I like to watch you like this,†he whispered as he fought to free his ten-inch cock from his underwear.
Once it was out, he gently slapped it on her ass. “You’re a bad girl,†he said.
He continued slapping her with it and sliding it on her rear end, allowing the body heat and the eroticism of the moment to fully harden his penis.
“Sit on the toilet for me and spread your legs,†commanded Sean.
She did, and when she turned around, she was happy to see that he had opened his shirt up. She could tell he was well-built by the way he filled out his shirts, but she had no idea he stacked like this. Sean was a tall, dark pile of rippling muscles.
He took a step forward and stood with his semi-erect penis hanging in front of her face. They stared at each other for a few moments with neither of them making a move, although Nancy’s eyes did drop occasionally to Sean’s humongous prick.
He was making it jump. Every few seconds it would jump and go limp, jump and go limp. It was very inviting and tempting. Nancy was transfixed with her fingers in her mouth not even realizes how hard she was sucking on them.
Simultaneously, that hand dropped to her pussy and started stroking it as her other came up and grabbed hold of the biggest cock she’d ever seen.
She started stroking her pussy and his cock. She watched it stiffen to full length in her hand. There had to be close to a foot of throbbing black dick in her hands.
Her pussy was soaking wet. She was horny as hell. The only thing she could do was stuff him in her mouth.
She couldn’t take much cock in her mouth other than a few inches past the head. There was too much of it.
She used her hands to stroke the rest in sync with her sucking motion. All you could hear was Sean moaning as he humped into Nancy’s mouth.
He motioned for her to sit back, then he dropped to his knees. He opened her legs and raised them a little bit.
Nancy had a pretty pink pussy with a little fuzz growing on it. It smelled sweet and fresh and tasted even better.
Sean sucked it, slurped it, fondled it, did everything to it for five minutes straight. He had Nancy bubbling up her juices as she screeched, moaned, whimpered like a baby, and spilled pussy juice into his eager mouth. It was the best tonguing of her life, and when he was finished, she couldn’t have been more ready for the dick.
They traded places. Sean’s cock looked like a flag pole growing out of his pelvis. It was kind of scary. She’d never had a cock anywhere close to that size.
She mounted him anyway, trying very hard not to show any fear. Sean squeezed a handful of ass with one hand and pulled her meaty cheek out of the way.
He placed the head of his cock on the hole. Her juices spilled all over his shaft as he entered her, leaving his cock drenched in her fluids.
It was an easier entry than either of them had expected. Nancy was so wet and stimulated that her pussy stretched to a perfect fit. She could handle his girth, but there was still a little bit of his length that couldn’t quite make it up her cunt.
Regardless of that, it was still a great fit. Nancy started bouncing up and down on his shaft as she cried out and let her tits jiggle in his face. He was playing in her asshole as he helped her bounce and grind on his cock.
After a while, he lifted her off of him and put her on the floor. Like they’d started, she was bending over the toilet seat, this time on her knees, head down, ass up, and ready to be poked.
She liked this position the most. She could feel him a lot more because he was in control of how deep he went in her. When she was riding him, she backed away from the pain. She didn’t take all of his cock in her. Now that Sean was in control, he could shove every inch in her.
Nancy’s moans got louder with each passing minute and eventually turned into shouts. It hurt so much, but it hurt so good.
He was jamming it all in her tight hole. He stroked it in different directions. She could feel her guts yielding to the size and solidity of Sean’s massive prick.
When he felt he was nearing an orgasm, he pulled it out and put it in Nancy’s face. She nibbled at the head and then started stroking and sucking him off as he watched her and moaned with delight.
“Ohh, yeah,†said Sean. It was getting so close. “Go, baby. Ohhh.â€Â
His whole cock was drenched with saliva. Nancy was fingering her twat and sucking for all she was worth.
“Oh, baby, oh, you’re gonna make me cum!â€Â
Sean took his cock from her mouth, pointed at her, and stroked it. Streams of white spoo splattered her face and mouth as he groaned in passion, making no attempt to keep the volume down.
“OHHH! OHH! OOHHHHHHH!!!â€Â
She licked his balls and followed it all the way up to the tip of his penis. She grabbed it and stuffed it back in her mouth trying to suck the remaining drops of semen from his balls.
Sean’s body tensed. He began convulsing and screaming until she let go of his spent cock.
Nancy got up. She stared at him. He stared back. No one said anything. She started getting dressed.
The moments afterward were awkward. It seemed like someone should say something. The only problem was that they didn’t know each other. There wasn’t anything to say.
Maybe they’d talk about it on a later day, but even if they didn’t, at least she had a great story for the girls tomorrow.
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 The Perils of Greggie-Poo
  Chapter 5: "Slave To Cock"
  After years of being a cocksucker for Mishi and her black lovers, I
decided to play it straight and try to shed this life of cocksucking. I
met a beautiful, upright blonde church-going Christian girl and things were
fine, I was seeing Chastity for about a year but then I just couldn't fight
those desires inside of me. I needed cock. I saw this ad in a local
paper's personal section stating:
  "Dominant male seeks submissive male for discreet encounters. Write for
more info" and the address.
  I just could not fight it any longer and answered t
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Michelle had just left the women’s locker room. She and some of the other black nurses were trying to teach the only white nurse how to dance like a stripper.
The assistant GM popped up at the door and made all of the nurses leave. For a good five minutes after they left, a few of them waited at the end of the hall to see how long it would take for the white nurse to come out.
She never did. They knew what must have been going on in there. They didn’t bother waiting any longer. They figured she’d tell them
Michelle was feeling like a horny slut. Sex was the only thing on her mind.
Besides being bi-sexual and getting turned on by seeing all the half-naked nurses doing strip teases, a friend of hers had told her she’d fucked the head manager in his office just before they got to the locker room. She went into very intricate details and it left Michelle wanting some cock (or pussy) of her own.
Michelle worked the top floor. That was where they kept the patients who had mental problems. These weren’t people with serious problems.
They could function, but their thinking was a little off and they could be a little slow at times. They had a tendency to be very forgetful.
Michelle had picked up a platter with their snacks and medicines on it. She was thinking about all the sex she was going to have tonight when she got off work. That’s when the obscene noises coming from the TV caught her attention.
As she was sitting the platter on the table, she turned to look at the TV. There were women on their knees deep sucking some serious cock.
Michelle wasn’t horny anymore. She was confused.
She turned to the men to ask what was going on. Her mouth dropped wide open. Now she was in shock.
The two men were sitting on the couch with their cocks out, hard and throbbing. They were masturbating. They didn’t seem to pay any mind Michelle walking in on them. Their faces showed no emotion or feeling what so ever.
Michelle watched for a few seconds as she gathered her thoughts. She didn’t know what to do. This had never happened before.
The nurses had been having a very sexual day up to that point. She knew of one nurse who had already had sex and another who was most likely getting fucked right now.
She knew what she should do. It was as obvious as the two boners sticking up in front of her.
But their faces seemed so emotionless. She wasn’t even sure if they’d know what to do with her if they had the chance.
There was only one way to find out. She turned the TV off so they wouldn’t have anything else to concentrate on other than her.
Steve, the older of the two, the one with the most facial hair, picked up the remote and clicked it back on.
She shook her head at them. They were hopeless.
She took the medicines to the other side of the room and came back. She was going to try turning the TV off again, but then she thought maybe it’d work just as well if she left it on. They had pussy on the mind, so why wouldn’t they notice pussy if it were there in person.
Michelle slowly stepped around to the front of the couch as she unbuttoned her blouse and eyed them seductively. She was a tall black woman with huge natural tits, a plump ass, dark skin, long hair, full lips, and a pussy that was so juicy it looked like water would burst out of it if you gave it the slightest squeeze.
Of course they noticed her ample tits pressed snugly together behind a white bra that contrasted beautifully with her ebony skin as she opened her blouse and started touching them. Of course they noticed her flat belly as she dropped her uniform to the floor. Of course they noticed the sexy way she looked at them as she breathed heavily and grinded her pelvis in small circles in a dance of seduction.
Michelle’s pussy was so hot watching them masturbate. They were rock hard and ready. It seemed like such a waste of good, long cocks.
She could not wait any longer. She dropped to her knees and took hold of Steve’s dick. She put it in her mouth and sucked it with long, slow strokes.
Steve barely showed any emotion, but she could tell it felt good by the way his legs shivered every now and again. Whatever was wrong with his mind, it didn’t effect his cock any.
She started shoving more of it down her throat as she moaned with delight. She went so deep that she could feel his pulsing cock head bumping the back of her throat.
The whole time she could hear the moans of the women in the porno. Her pussy was gushing so much that even she could smell her own scent in the air.
She started looking over to Tom, the younger one with a body like an athlete. His hair was long and darkish blonde. He was really handsome and had a lot of sex appeal.
She wanted him, but she liked the cock that was in her mouth. She didn’t want to let it go. She started rubbing it in her cleavage and stared intensely in Steve’s eyes.
He reached up. He pulled her bra to the sides, revealing more of her supple flesh.
Finally, a reaction, thought Michelle.
He started touching her dark mounds and felt her flesh. He lifted them up and pulled them free. They were so huge and natural and jiggly.
Steve put his cock between them. He pressed them tightly together. He started humping them as Michelle moved her torso up and down joining in with him.
When she was done, she moved over to Tom and started sucking his cock, and she was pleased to see that she had gotten a smile out of Steve. These guys didn’t smile too often.
They both suffered from the same illness, but apparently Tom’s was a lesser case. His face twisted in a passionate grimace as soon as her lips touched his aching cock.
His breathing grew rapid. He grabbed her shoulder and held on tight. The longer she sucked, the better it felt, and after a while, he was digging his nails into her shoulder.
The effects of her blowjob were still fresh on Steve’s mind. He had sat up and was gently stroking his cock with one hand while he caressed Michelle’s ass with the other. Neither of them was paying the porno attention anymore.
Steve stood up. With cock in hand, he walked behind Michelle, knelt, and slipped every inch of hard, white, cock up Michelle’s pussy.
“Ohhh†Michelle moaned.
She paused on her cock sucking. She relished in the feel of finally having some man meat inside her eager snatch.
She squealed from the friction and grunted each time he thrust into her. There was less friction with each stroke. Her juices were coating his cock.
Both men were consumed with passion. Tom had even stood up so he could ram his cock in her mouth harder.
After a while, she made them both pull out so she could lie on her back. Missionary was her favorite position and she came the easiest this way. She lay with her legs wide and high, her tits out, and looking sexy as hell in her laced stockings.
Tom was first. He eased his cock inside of and started pounding her sweet mound. The guys took turns and repeatedly hard fucked Michelle as she moaned in pleasure.
She was having one orgasm after another. She loved the sight of them towering over her with every muscle rippling as they thrust into her, taking turns fucking her like a cheap whore, making her pussy cream and spasm and her tits jiggle and shake.
“I’m gonna cum!†screamed Tom.
Michelle was surprised to hear that. They never said anything, and when they did, it was usually just a word or two. This was the first full sentence she’d ever heard from either of them.
Tom pulled out and started stroking his cock. He was moaning and grunting as ropes of white, sticky juices shot from his cock and soaked her face and tits.
He kept stroking after there was nothing left to shoot. When he caught his breath, he moved out of the way and Steve wasted no time getting back inside her.
Like Tom, he pulled out when he was about to cum. Sticky spunk landed all over Michelle’s tits and belly. Between the two men, they had managed to leave a shiny coat of semen on Michelle’s upper body. It made her look like a finely waxed automobile.
Michelle got off the couch and headed for her clothes. She needed to finish making her rounds.
She was glad to see that Tom and Steve’s mental condition was getting better because of good sex, but when she came back to check on them after she was dressed, they had sat back on the couch. They were still naked, stroking their cocks, and staring blankly at the porno as if they hadn’t just gotten their cocks polished a few seconds ago.
It was weird, but it gave her hope. They were back to normal, but she knew she’d seen emotion and alertness on their faces during sex.
Maybe sex could be used as a cure for such illnesses. It was a long shot, but not entirely impossible. She needed to find a doctor that she could trust and tell him what happened.
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Fucking the Wife who Doesn't Like Sex
Catherine and Carl had gotten married when they were both 26.
The service was very nice and so was the reception afterward. It had been hosted by Catherine's parents, who were well known around town and had a high position among the community in which they lived. They were known for their clean way of life and never starting any trouble. Instead they sponsored many events around the community, such as clean-up drives, planting trees and making sure the lawns in the area were
well kept and tended.
The year was 1935 and Catherine and Carl rushed home, never having the opportunity to consummate their marriage. It had been a night that Catherine had dreaded and was only too glad to put it off. The funeral was 2 days later and, of course, the whole town attended. At her new home, which Carl had recently finished building, the guests mingled with everyone and expressed their condolences to both of them. It lasted well into the night and by the time the last family had left the two of them were too tired to think of anything buy sleep. In the darkened bedroom they got undressed and quietly slipped under the covers of the bed and quickly fell into an undisturbed sleep. Catherine's grief gave her an excuse to refuse Carl the chance to take his wife's cherry and, after many weeks of trying, Carl decided it was time he did something about it. The next week Carl visited the local library and did some research into the history and application of hypnosis. He'd heard some things from his best friend, Jerry, and thought it might be something he could use on Catherine to weaken her resolve towards sex. Carl would go to the library two nights a week and do his reading. He didn't want Catherine aware of what he was up to. If he could come up with the courage to do this then he wanted her to be completely unaware of what was happening. He wanted her to believe that she'd never released her pent up feelings and given in to his advances. After three weeks of reading he was ready to try out his technique, to see if he could actually get her hypnotized and do what he wanted to with her. _______________________________________________________________________________________ On the following Saturday night he got ready for bed, like every other night. This time though, he decided the time was right to try and hypnotize Catherine. Tonight he was going to go further and try to plant a suggestion in her mind and wait and see what would happen. For ten minutes he massaged her shoulders, feeling the days tension slowly release its hold. As he worked he talked to her and once again her head nodded forward and eventually rested on her chest. "Catherine?" No response. He tried again. "Catherine?" "Yes," she answered dreamily. "Good," he thought to himself. "I want you to listen to me," he began. "Ok." "From this minute on you will listen to my voice. You won't hear anything else by my voice." "Yes, dear. I will hear only your voice." He quit his massage and moved to sit next to her on the side of the bed. He took her hand in his and talked slowly and clearly to her. "Whenever I mention Buttermilk, you will go into a trance and you'll do everything I ask you to do." He stopped for a moment and let the suggestion sink in. "Yes. Whenever you tell me Buttermilk, I'm to go into a trance and listed to you and do whatever you want me to." "Yes. I'm glad you understand." He got back behind her and started his massage once again. After a couple of minutes he woke her up and let her know he was finished and it was time to get in bed and turn out the lights. That night he dreamed of fucking her. _______________________________________________________________________________________ After he got out of his morning shower he was tempted to try out his suggestion at the breakfast table, but decided he would wait till he got home that evening after work. After all, he didn't want to push it. He'd been patient for a while now, so it wasn't going to hurt to wait a little longer. While Carl was at work that day Catherine decided it was time to hire someone to help her around the yard, doing the work to maintain the lawn and the hedges. Her father had used one of the towns many black men, his name had been Jessie, and she decided to get in touch with him to see if he knew anyone His reply was that he'd be there. At 12:15 she heard a knock on her back door and knew it would be Jessie. She found him standing on the back porch waiting for her. "I'll be right with you, Jessie. Please, have a seat and I'll bring you a glass of water. I know it's hot out there today and after that long walk I'm sure you're parched." "Thank you, Misses Wilson. I sure do appreciate it." When Catherine returned she found him sitting in the rocker, next to the porch swing, where she sat after handing him the water. She watched as he drank the whole thing in only two or three gulps. "Thank you, Misses Wilson. That was mighty nice of you." "You're welcome, Jessie. "I'd be happy to do that for you, Misses Wilson." "Are you sure, Jessie?" "Yes, mam. I'm sure. I haven't really done anything since your parents passed and I really enjoyed working for your daddy. He was nice to me and respected me, as much as I respected him." "Yes, Jessie. Daddy liked your work very much. I'd be happy to pay you a little more the he paid you, considering it's been 10 years since the accident. I know he didn't pay you much, but I'd like to increase that, if it's ok with you." The look of surprise on Jessie's face told her he'd gladly accept the raise. "Good! When can you start?" "I'm in the middle of re-doing my bedroom at home. I should be finished by the middle of next week. Would the following weekend be ok with you?" Catherine didn't even think about it. "Yes, that would be fine. I can have everything ready for you by then. I'll pay you at the end of each week, on Fridays, if that's ok with you." "That'll be fine, Misses Wilson." "There's only one condition, too, Jessie." A puzzled look now appeared on his face, which was as black as the blackest coal in their coal bins. "And what would that be," he asked. "I'll have to insist that you don't call me Misses Wilson anymore." "Oh, Misses Wilson, I couldn't do that." "Yes, you can. From now on I want you to just call me Catherine, or Miss Catherine, whichever you prefer." "But what would Mr. Wilson say to that?" "You let me worry about Mr. Wilson," she told him. "You and I have know each other for most of our lives and I see no harm in you calling me by my first name. OK?" "Yes, mam." Catherine stood up, indicating to Jessie the conversation was finished. "You take care of your business at home and I'll see you next weekend." "Thank you, Misses Wils......, I mean Miss Catherine. I'll be here." With that settled, Jessie left the porch and headed down the road, towards his house. _______________________________________________________________________________________ Carl fantasized about what he was going to do all that day at work. At times it was all he could do to concentrate on the work on his desk. Finally he decided that if he didn't want to get fired he'd better get his work done, and done on time. The rest of his day went without incident and by 5:15 he was on his way home, and to his wife. Catherine was in the kitchen when he got home, putting the finishing touches on supper. Tonight there would be fried chicken, field peas, biscuits and homemade tea. He stood in the doorway between the dining room and the kitchen and watched her as she worked on finishing the meal. Without really thinking about what he was going to do he said, "Buttermilk". What happened caught him off guard. As soon as his wife heard Buttermilk, she slumped and sagged towards the floor. It was all he could do to catch her before she hit the floor. He picked her up and carried her to the living room and placed her on the sofa. "It worked!" he almost shouted. He couldn't believe it had actually worked! "Catherine? Can you hear me, dear?" "Yes, Carl. I hear you." She sounded far away and he noticed her eyes were closed. Apparently his hypnotic suggestion had worked just fine. He sat back in his chair and thought for a moment. "Catherine." "Yes?" "I want you to sit up straight and remove your blouse and bra, please." As he sat there he was startled to see her sit up straight and start to unbutton the front of her blouse. Once she was finished she reached behind her and unhooked her bra, pulling her arms our of the straps and placing it in her lap. In the just over 10 years they'd been married this was actually the first time she's exposed herself to him. He'd always wondered what her tits looked like. He knew they were small, almost nonexistent, but what he saw in front of him truly amazed him. Her Areolas were as large, or larger, than silver dollars and her nipples appeared to stick out from her chest like erasers on a pencil. "Pinch your nipples until they're hard," he told her. He watched as she raised her hands to her chest and took a nipple in each hand, pinching each one between her fingers and thumbs until they stood out even further. Getting up from his chair he crossed the room and sat next to her, noticing that her nipples to stand out at least an inch or better. He reached out to feel them himself and found them to be as hard as rocks. "Nice," he thought. He returned to his chair. He wanted her to feel safe and secure and didn't want to appear to intimidate her or make her feel ashamed of her body. Catherine stood up, unbuttoned her skirt and let it drop to the floor. Next her white cotton panties joined it. She stepped out of them as sat back on the sofa. She did and he could see her pussy for the first time. She had an abundance of hair between her legs and he found that he'd like to see her without any hair down there at all. "Tomorrow I want you to shave your pussy and keep it that way. You'll think it was completely your own idea and think nothing else about it. "Yes." "You can get dressed again, dear. Once you've gotten all your clothes on you'll return to the kitchen and finish with supper. You will not remember any of this. Do you understand?" "Yes." Carl got up and went to the bathroom to wash up and get ready for supper. When he got to the dining room the meal was already laid out on the table and ready to eat. They enjoyed a nice meal and every time Carl would look at her he'd smile. "I hope this works," he thought. ____________________________________________________________________________ Her mother drummed into her that sex was nasty and she was only to consent to 'relationships' with her husband when they decided it was time to conceive and have children. One time her mother has caught her masturbating and gave her the beating of her life. She explained that it was nasty and she wasn't to do it again. Even though Catherine had enjoyed the feelings she'd gotten from stroking herself (She never realized what that dizzy feeling was when she climaxed) she decided that her mother was right and she never did it again. She knew that her Carl would want to 'have her' on their wedding night, and she'd secretly dreaded just the thought of it. Then the accident had happened and she'd used her grief as an excuse not to give in to her husband. So far it had worked out. But, she knew she wouldn't be able to deny him much longer. His insistence that she give in to him only grew each and every week and there were times when she hated going to bed, because she knew what he was going to ask of her. Lately though, after his nightly massage, he'd quit asking her and she decided that he'd finally realized she wasn't going to let him do anything until she was ready. And that was only going to happen when she decided she was ready to start a family. She'd use sex only for procreation, as her mother had ____________________________________________________________________________ When she finally woke up Carl was already gone to work. He'd left a note on the table for her though. "Cat, I knew you weren't feeling well, so decided to let you sleep in today. Take care of yourself and Carl" "Now wasn't that nice of him," she thought. She got up and went to the bathroom to draw her bath. As she stood before the full length mirror mounted on the back of the door, her attention was drawn to the hairy triangle between her legs. For some reason it seemed to bother her that she had so much hair down there. It had never bothered her before, but her attention kept coming back to it. Finally she decided to do something about it. She opened the medicine cabinet, where Carl kept his razor and shaving cream, and took both out and laid them on the side of the tub, within easy reach. She also set out a pair of scissors. Once the water was drawn she settled down and began to relax. There was not really anything she had to do today, so she'd thought that a nice, relaxing soak in the tub would help her feel better. Once the outside of her pussy was well shaved she pulled her lips apart and used the razor on the inside of them, trying to get as much of the hair as she could. She would occasionally rinse the lather off and feel between her lips, trying to locate any stray strands. Once she was sure she'd gotten it all Then, for the first time in almost 20 years, she began to play with herself, bringing her clitoris to a full erection and rotating her fingers around the bud until she climaxed. It was the first climax (she now knew what that tingly sensation between her legs was) she'd had in years and she sat there in the Rising in the tub, she toweled herself and stepped onto the cold bathroom floor, catching a glimpse of herself in the mirror, and noticing how much better she looked. The bare patch between her legs looked almost natural to her and she wondered what had made her decide to shave herself. She ____________________________________________________________________________ "Buttermilk," he said. Catherine instantly slumped back into the sofa, dropping the magazine into her lap. "Show me what you did today, dear. Please." Without any hesitation Catherine stood up and unbuttoned her skirt, dropped it to the floor, and then removed her panties, showing her husband the now naked region of her loins. "Very pretty, dear. Thank you." "You're welcome, Carl." "How does it feel?" "Better then I thought it would," she answered. "I want you to keep it shaved for me, please." "Yes, dear. I will." "Now I want you to sit back and spread your legs as far as you can." He watched as Catherine did as he'd asked. Once she was settled she spread her legs, hooking her knees around her arms, opening herself up for him to see deep inside her. At once Carl was on his knees, between Catherine's thighs, and leaned closer to her opening. He inhaled her aroma, savoring that smell for the first time. Now he was going to enjoy himself to his wife's treats. Without hesitation he lowered his mouth to her opening and drew his tongue along the inside of her lips, tasting for the first time the juices within. His cock got instantly harder than it'd been in years. He continued to lick her lips, sucking off the juices gathered on his tongue and savoring them. It had literally been years since he'd eaten any pussy. While he could've had his share of any of the women at work, he'd declined to fall to adultery and only fantasize about what it would be like to finally get his wife where he wanted her. For now he didn't intend to fuck her, just suck her off now and then, perhaps a couple of times a day. He wanted to enjoy this for a while and knowing he could do this anytime he wanted to only made the desire that much stronger. Once he finished licking her clean he covered her pussy with his mouth and drove his tongue as deep into her box as he could. The hotness of her pussy completely consumed him. His cock was now leaking pre cum like never before and he could feel its wetness not only on his shorts but slowly Catherine was reacting as he thought she would, by rotating her hips and trying to push her pussy up into his mouth. He sucked out her juices and rotated his tongue into her with each shove. Yes, he was totally enjoying this Once he was finished sucking her off, he settled back on his haunches and looked into the box he'd just enjoyed for the first time. He knew that he would be doing this again, and soon! When he finished he left her sitting on the sofa with her thighs still spread open and her remaining juices causing her lips to glisten. He went to the bathroom and cleaned himself up and then returned to the living room. He brought with him a warm wash cloth and cleaned Catherine up as best as he could. After all, he didn't want to leave any trace of what happened. He was sure she'd figure something had happened, but she wouldn't be able to remember what it was. "Catherine, you can now drop your legs. I want you to get dressed and sit back. Pick up your magazine and when I count to three you'll be alert but won't remember anything that just happened." He watched as his wife got dressed and picked up her magazine once she settled back into the sofa. Then he counted to three, while going into the dining room and acting as if he was just getting home. "Hi, honey, she said when he came into the living room. Have a good day at the office?" "Had to work a little late tonight, dear. Sorry I'm late getting home." He'd decided that the little lie was something he'd have to come up with once she noticed the lateness of the evening. After all, he'd munched on her pussy for almost an hour, bring her to multiple climaxes. He realized she'd wonder what had happed with the lost time, so he'd decided to come ____________________________________________________________________________ Carl did his thing with Catherine every night for two months before he decided it was time to move up to the next level. Now that he'd 'satisfied' her for a while it was time for her to do something for him, so he decided that the next move would be for her to use her mouth on him. This move would come later, and Carl didn't realize that he'd be observed by an outside source as well. One evening Jessie had worked late on the property when he's heard Carl's truck come up the drive. He watched as Carl got out and went into the house. He suspected something was up, because for the past two weeks when Carl got home, he'd look around as he got out of the truck, almost as if he was afraid of being spotted. Now Jessie had no idea of what was actually going on inside that Sounded funny to Jessie. A man shouldn't have to ask his wife to get undressed in the living room. That's what the bedroom was for. Next he heard Carl tell Catherine to sit on the sofa and to undo his pants. He heard as Catherine unzipped the pants and heard them hit the floor with a thud. As he watched Catherine lowered Carl's boxers and he was amazed at what appeared. Carl had the biggest cock he'd ever seen on a white man. He wasn't bigger then Jessie was, but he was still big. He also noticed that, like himself, Carl was uncut, with an ample amount of foreskin draped around the head of his cock. He watched as Carl told Catherine to grab his cock and stroke it for him. Even hard Carl's foreskin continued to cover his cock head, and even with his wife stroking him, the cock head only appeared a couple of times. Of course he loved to fuck a tight pussy, but cock sucking was his favorite pastime. He knew right then that one of these days he'd suck Carl until he shot his load in his mouth. As he continued to watch, Catherine lowered her head and took her husband's cock into her mouth. She nearly gagged the first time and Jessie wondered if this was the first time she'd ever sucked her husband's cock. Surely not. After all, they'd been married almost 15 years by this time. He'd now worked for them for almost 5 years and he'd never witnessed anything like this before. Catherine seemed like she was enjoying her blow job. Her head bobbed up and down while her hands jerked her husband at the same time. Every now and then Carl would tell her to bite on his foreskin, but not too hard. From the groans escaping his mouth Jessie figured she was doing exactly what he told her to. One time he watched as she bit onto the skin and pulled it out with her teeth. Must of pulled all that skin at least 5 inches from his cock head. And all Carl did was stand there, eyes closed, and enjoyed the feel of his wife's mouth on his cock. Then he watched as Carl grabbed his wife's head and pulled it closer to his crotch and, from the sounds escaping Carl's mouth, he could tell that the man had just shot his load into his wife's mouth. He could see strands of cum leaking from her lips and the load was apparently too much for her to swallow at one time. Then he noticed that Catherine was naked as she sucked her husband off. He knew she didn't have much in the chest area, but was greatly surprised to see how long her stiff nipples were. He wished he could get those hard nipples in his mouth and swish his tongue around them just once. He also saw that Carl was now slightly slumped over, towards Catherine. His had was between her legs and he could tell the Carl was fingering her pussy. He didn't know that He loved a nice slick pussy, free of hair. Next he heard something that he'd never forget and it would come in handy years later for him. "Now, Catherine, I want you to listen closely to what I'm about to tell you. Remember, whenever you hear the word Buttermilk, you'll go into a trance and will do whatever I tell you to do. Do you understand, dear?" "Yes." "Tell me then." "Whenever I hear the word Buttermilk I'll go into a trance and do whatever you tell me to do." "Good. Also, once I wake you up you'll not remember anything that's happened. Remember?" "Yes. I won't remember anything that happened." "Great! Now go to the bathroom and get cleaned up. When you're finished come in here and get dressed again. After that, when I count to 3 you'll wake up and not remember any of this." Catherine went into the bathroom and Jessie could hear the water running as she cleaned up. He stayed where he was and waited for her to return. As she got dressed again he noticed for the first time that her pussy was completely shaved and his erection got harder and he thought he'd shoot in ____________________________________________________________________________ He never tried to fuck her though. That was to come later. First he had to get her use to having something large inside her, so he got her to start buying cucumbers. He have her shave all the bumps off the outer parts of the vegetable and then tell her to satisfy herself with them as he watched. He'd stand there and jack off, sometimes getting her to blow him while she fucked herself. He even got her to satisfy herself when he wasn't at home. When it finally came time to fuck her himself, he wanted to make sure she was loose enough for his huge cock. After all, with 10 inches of hard, uncut cock, he didn't want to hurt her the first time he sank his cock into her. ____________________________________________________________________________ Catherine sat on the bed, well actually reclined in the middle of the bed. She was naked and stroking a shaved cucumber in and out of her pussy. She'd done this now for 3 months and she enjoyed each session. Not only was she having fun, but she was totally alone in the house. Carl was on a business trip and wouldn't be back for another 3 days. In the course of 3 days she'd already worn out 6 cucumbers fucking herself with them. It was getting harder and harder to find anything big enough to use on herself, but she kept looking. She'd even gone to the next town and visited the local Farmer's Market hoping to find something that would satisfy her, but with little luck. She'd just have to make do with what she could find locally. She didn't hear Jessie enter the house. Jessie had tried for two days to get his nerve up to where he was now. He'd witnessed Miss Catherine and her evening ritual for almost a week now. He knew Mr. Carl was away on a business trip and had decided that if he was to try this it would have to be tonight. He entered through the back door, being as quiet as he could. After all he didn't want to scare Miss Catherine and thus make her do something, like call the police on him. He'd watched, and listened, often enough to know what he had to do to get Miss Catherine to do what he wanted done, and tonight he was determined to get her to not only give him blow job but to also allow him to fuck her. He knew from watching that she was using the cucumbers on herself andhe also knew that his black cock was much larger then any vegetable she'd be able to use on herself. Sneaking down the hallway he stopped at her bedroom door and listened. The door was not closed, since she never gave it a thought that someone might enter her house without her knowing it, and he glanced into the room, spying her on the bed and using the cucumber on herself. He watched as she His cock was already straining in his pants, aching to be released. He could see that her eyes were closed, so he quickly removed his shoes and entered the bedroom on stockinged feet, careful not to make any unwanted noise. As he approached the bed he got on his hands and knees and continued to move to the side of the bed. Once he was there he poked his head above the mattress and said one word.... "Buttermilk." Catherine instantly stopped with her thrusting and slumped down onto the bed, her hands dropping onto her body. Jessie knew from experience that the woman was now in a trance and would be receptive to his commands. "Miss Catherine, can you hear me?" he asked. "Yes, Jessie. I hear you." "Damn," he thought. "How did she know it was me?" he wondered. Then he realized that she'd probably just recognized his voice. No harm, and no foul. Yet! Now it was time to get down to what he wanted. "Miss Catherine, I want you to suck my cock and swallow my cum, like you do for Mr. Carl." "Ok." Catherine sat up on the bed and turned around so she sat on the edge of the mattress. Jessie was standing there, waiting for her. She undid the belt holding up his pants, undid his zipper and let them fall to the floor. In anticipation of this Jessie had not worn his boxers today. What Catherine saw in front of her immediately made her forget all about the cucumber she'd been using just moments ago. For a man of Jessie's age (he was now 53, 12 years older then Catherine and Carl) he kept his body in excellent shape. With all the work he did around the house and grounds, it Sticking out from Jessie's crotch was a cock like she'd never seen before. Of course she only had the vision of what her husband's cock looked like, and even then she only remembered it when she was in a trance, like she was now. Carl's cock was about 10 inches long and quite thick, with an abundance of foreskin covering his cock head. Jessie's cock looked to be about an inch or two longer and much larger around as well. It even had an amount of foreskin attached that made Carl's look short in comparison. Reaching out she grabbed the skin and pulled it out from the black rod she held in her other hand, admiring it's length. Once she had it stretched as far as she could she guessed it was easily as long as the cock was. "Amazing!" she thought. With her other hand she pulled the loose skin back onto his cock and watched as the slightly darkish head of his cock appeared. It was almost pointed, with his piss hole situated at the top of the glans, much like her husbands. The only difference was the color. The cock in her hand was just a black as the man The texture of Jessie's cock was also different from Carl's. Jessie's skin had a velvety feel to it. It actually felt like she was holding something other then a cock in her hand. If she hadn't been looking at it she'd have sworn it was just a wooden rod with velvet cloth draped over it. As she slowly began to pump up and down on the cock a drop of clear liquid appeared at his piss hole and she remembered Carl telling her it was pre cum, a lubrication he shot before he actually ejaculated. She touched it with the end of her tongue and realized it tasted much like the fluid she'd suck from Carl's cock before she's suck him off. Slowly she took the cock head into her mouth, using her tongue to slather around it, feeling its texture and sponginess. Using her tongue further, she slipped it between his foreskin and his cock head, tasting the juices accumulated there. Much like Carl's it had a tanginess about it, but it excited her just the same. Catherine took as much of the cock into her mouth as she could. She'd only recently learned to take all of her husband without choking and gagging. Jessie though, was much longer and she'd have to work a little longer to be able to get all of him into her mouth and throat, but she knew she could eventually do As she sucked she also jerked Jessie's cock, allowing the foreskin to cover and retreat from his cock head, feeling the skin as it slid up and down the hard rod. She enjoyed the feeling of the excess skin as it slid down the back of her tongue and into her throat, and she didn't gag on it, either. Once she'd gotten To Jessie it felt like a dream. None of the men who'd ever sucked him off had done what Catherine was now doing to him and the feeling just increased the feeling, making him feel sure that he wouldn't be able to keep from shooting his load into her mouth. Once, when Catherine had felt he was about to shoot his load, she remembered something Carl had taught her. She slid her hand down the length of his rod and squeezed the middle of his organ between her thumb and her first two fingers. That would stop his ejaculation and lengthen the time she could She continued to suck and jack, suck and jack, until she was certain he wouldn't be able to hold back much longer, then she pulled as much of him into her mouth as she could at that time and used her tongue to jab into his piss hole at the same time. Once she'd done that she pulled out and bit down on his Catherine looked up at Jessie and smiled. "How was that, Jessie?" she asked him. "You did fine for your first black cock, Miss Catherine." There was a big smile on his face as well. "Now, are you ready to see how this feels between those legs of yours?" he asked her. Turning around and positioning herself in the center of the mattress, she replied, "Ready and waiting!" No further encouragement was needed as Jessie got up on the bed and quickly positioned himself between her spread legs. Her pussy was open and dripping her juices, begging to be fucked by that big black, uncut cock. Jessie was determined not to let her down. He grabbed his cock and positioned it at the entrance of her vagina. With his other hand he pulled her lips even wider, creating a larger opening for his cock to enter. Then he touched his cock to her clitoris and began to rub it up and down, with his piss hole catching her clit on every stroke, stimulating her even Catherine groaned in appreciation to the penetration. With her pussy already stretched by the cucumbers Jessie's cock slid easily into her. His girth and length quickly filled her up and the feel of his velvety cock inside her excited her even more, causing more of her juices to be produced, making his penetration even easier. Once he settled in, and was sure she would be able to handle his size, he began to stroke in and out, causing her to groan even louder. "Feels soooooo gooooood," she moaned. She also clutched his cock even harder with her pussy muscles, gripping him tighter and causing even more friction with her body. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO," she groaned. "PUT IT BACK!!!!" "Oh, I will. First thought I'm going to use my mouth on you for a while." That thought excited her very much. She loved it when Carl sucked her pussy and she was sure she'd love it when Jessie did it. Once he'd pulled out, Catherine grabbed her legs behind her knees and pulled them back until her knees were touching the point of her rock-hard nipples. He's always been amazed at those hard nipples and her almost flat chest since that first moment he'd witnessed Catherine and Carl that night almost 15 years ago. Now he was finally getting his chance to suck those nipples and he was enjoying it, too. Catherine loved to have her nipples handled and sucked on. Carl would spend what seemed like hours sucking and biting her nipples, until she'd finally have to tell him to quit. The next day she'd be glad that she didn't have to wear a bra, because her nipples would be constantly hard, and sore, at the same time. Not that she complained about it. Jessie loved the feel of those nipples against his tongue. He was surprised at just how hard they actually got to be. He'd never sucked on nipples this hard in his life. It was almost like sucking on a rock, but that didn't stop him. He'd suck on one then the other, using his teeth as he'd seen Carl do, and he Only then did he begin to work down her body, traveling to her open pussy, which was just waiting and begging for his oral attention. First he concentrated on her outer lips, licking up the remaining juices and enjoying the smoothness of her naked pussy. While he preferred a little hair around the lips, he certainly enjoyed the feeling of no hair as well. He dipped his tongue into her hole and gathered the constantly running juices, swallowing Once he withdrew he once again went down on her with his mouth, this time cleaning up the load he'd shot into her and he didn't stop this time, not even when she begged him to. He loved the taste of his own sperm and wanted to make sure he got every drop inside her. When he'd finally finished he pulled "Damn!" he thought. "There's no satisfying this one." Once Catherine had brought herself to one final climax she withdrew her fingers, bringing them up to her mouth, and licking off her own juices. She looked at Jessie and smiled again. "Thank you," she told him. "Buttermilk," was all he said. Catherine immediately went limp and once again entered a trance. "When you wake up you won't remember any of this. You'll feel quite satisfied and relaxed. If you want to pleasure yourself you're free to do so, but you won't remember that I was in your bed, or that you sucked my cock, or that I ate you out and fucked your wonderful pussy. OK?" "When you hear your alarm clock you'll wake up refreshed and ready to go." And, while he spoke, he set the alarm clock for the following morning, got dressed, collected his shoes in the hallway, and went to the building at the back of the grounds where he lived. All in all, he was quite pleased with himself. Now, his only thought was how was he going to get Carl in a position where he could suck that wonderful white cock and have his cock sucked as well. He'd do a little research himself and see what he could come up with. Getting out of his car he saw Jessie in the headlights, as he stood to the side of the door. He could tell that the man wanted to talk to him, so he indicated for Jessie to join him at the back of the car. As he opened the trunk and removed his suitcases he asked Jessie what he wanted. "I want you to tell me how you hypnotized Miss Catherine, sir." No preamble. Just a straight forward question. "I have no idea what you're talking about, Jessie." "Sure you do, Mr. Carl." Now Carl started to sweat. How could Jessie know about the hypnosis, unless.............. "I see you, sir. I've watched you doing things to Miss Catherine that she ain't aware of." "And how do you know she's not aware of them," he conceded. Apparently Jessie had witnessed him and his wife, without him knowing it. "I heard you, sir. You told Miss Catherine that she wouldn't remember anything the two of you did each night. I listened real good, sir. I know what you do each night, but I'm not sure how you did it. I want you to show me. Please." "And if I refuse?" "Then I'll just have to do the same thing to her, sir. But I'll tell her that she'll remember it all and then we'll see what happens." Carl knew he was in a tight spot on this one. He loved having Catherine do things every night, and then wake up in the morning and be totally unaware of it the next day. He'd had a hard enough time keeping this all to himself to begin with, but now, with Jessie knowing all about it, he had to do something. "Can we talk about this, Jessie?" "Sure, Mr. Carl. We can talk about it. How about right now, down at my place?" "Sure, Jessie. That'll be fine with me. Let me take my things to the house and let Catherine know where I'll be. I'll just tell her that you and I have some talking to do. I'm sure she'll understand." "Fine, sir. I'll be waiting for you." With that said Jessie turned back towards the garage and moved on to the building where he stayed. He'd wait there for Carl to show up and then the two of them would do things other then just talking. He'd already come up with a plan and now all he had to do was implement it. He wouldn't mind waiting at all. _______________________________________________________________________________________ Catherine met him at the door, wearing nothing but a smile. It was one of the programs he'd used on her for the times he had to go out of town on business. "Yes, dear," Catherine answered. "Can I play while I wait?" What she meant was, could she use her toys while he was busy. "Sure you can, dear. I want that pussy nice and wet and ready for me when I get there." He gave her a quick kiss on the cheek and then left and headed towards Jessie's place. Fifteen minutes later he knocked on the front door and waited for Jessie to answer. "Come in, Mr. Carl," he heard Jessie call. He found Jessie waiting in the living room, apparently already for bed, since he was dressed in his night robe and slippers. "You mind if I sit down, Jessie?" "No, sir. Make yourself comfortable." "How did you find out I'd hypnotized Catherine," he asked. "It was accidental, sir. I was putting some things up in the shed out back of the house and I saw you come home one night. You looked mighty nervous to just be going into the house, like you had something on your mind, or that you'd done something wrong and didn't want to be caught. Several times I noticed the same thing, so I decided to see what was going on. At first I thought you might be seeing someone while you were away, but I thought about it and realized that you and Miss Catherine had a good marriage. That's when I decided to follow you up to the house and sneak inside to see what was happening. Carl sat there, listening as Jessie told him of a night years in the past. He could still remember it himself, like it had just happened yesterday. "I had a good view of the two of you, her sitting there and you standing in front of her with yourself exposed right in front of her face. I'll tell you, sir, I got a hard on just watching what happened next." Jessie shifted in his seat as his cock got hard relating the story to Carl. The front of his robe began to tent as he talked. He noticed that Carl had seen it as well. "I watched as you let your wife suck your cock, your uncut cock, Carl," he continued. "I knew I'd probably get in trouble for watching if I was to get caught, but at that particular time I couldn't have cared less. I pulled out my uncut cock and jerked off while I watched. Not that I came, cause I didn't. I knew that if I did there would be evidence I'd been there and it would've been hard to clean up without your or Miss Catherine hearing the noises. I watched as you leaned over and used your hand between her legs and I still watched as you shot your load into her mouth and saw strings of your cum dripping out of her mouth. I have to tell you, Mr. Carl, that was a pretty sight to behold. Yessir, it really was." Jessie had already decided not to tell Carl that he'd already tasted and fucked his wife. He'd save that bit of news for a time when he'd really need it. Right now he was the only one to know it and he intended to keep it to himself for as long as possible. For what he had in mind it would be enough to make Carl think that he'd be able to fuck his wife anytime he wanted to. He wouldn't even let Carl know that he knew the code word to get Catherine started. Again, that would be his secret. "Now you know what I wanted to tell you, Mr. Carl." "And what am I supposed to do?" "Well, sir, I want you to get undressed and do to me what you have her do to you. That's what I'd like for right now." To say Carl was shocked would be an understatement. He'd never thought that Jessie would try to use this to his advantage, or to blackmail him. Then again, he should have figured it out while Jessie was telling him all this. "You want me to what?" he asked. "I want you to come over here, get down on your knees in front of me, take out my uncut, black cock, and suck it, just like you had Miss Catherine do for your." "And why would I want to do that?" "Because if you don't I'll show Miss Catherine the pictures of you sucking her pussy, her sucking your cock, and you fucking her. That's why." Now Jessie didn't have any pictures, but just by telling the story, and seeing that Carl knew he was telling the truth, but Carl didn't have to know that. Did he? Nope, sure didn't. "WHAT PICTURES? You didn't say anything about taking pictures." "Oh, didn't I? My mistake. I couldn't let you know that I had you by the balls, now could I? I had to have some sort of leverage against you, and those pictures are just that. What do you think Miss Catherine would do if she knew you took advantage of her? I know her feelings towards sex, Mr Car. We all do. Don't we? She's made it clear enough over all these years, hasn't she? And you used that against her by hypnotizing her and making her do things she wouldn't do if she was aware of it." Carl knew he was in a bind now. How in the hell had this gotten so far? So out of hand? Out of control was more like it. "Why would I want to suck your cock, Jessie?' "Well, you see, it's like this. I've always been a cock sucker myself and I've been needin' some relief, just like you. But there's no one around that I can go to. And unlike you I wouldn't take advantage of someone who wasn't aware of what was going on. As I see it, you're the only candidate around these Carl had no idea that Jessie was lying to him though and his mind raced to come up with something to get out of all this. The only thing he had to offer was the services of his wife, but he couldn't do that to her. Sure, he used his advantage to get what he wanted, but he just couldn't bring himself to offer Catherine to another man, even is she wouldn't know it was happening. He couldn't. "Are you sure that's all you want me to do?" "Yes, Mr. Carl. That's all. Just some cock sucking." "You're not going to want to fuck my ass, are you? Because if you are then I'll tell you to go to hell right now and to get off my property." "You mean Miss Catherine's property, don't you? After all it was her daddy who left it to her, not to you." Once again Jessie had him by the balls. It was true that the land and everything else belonged to his wife and not him. "DAMN," he thought. How did he know that?" As if reading Carl's mind, Jessie said, "You forget, Mr. Carl, I used to work for her daddy before he passed. I know a lot of things you don't." "And just how DO you know that, Jessie?" "Who do you think satisfied me for a long time before he passed?" he smiled. "You don't mean...................." "Yessir, I DO mean. Mr. James and I would suck each others cocks for a long time and for many years. Why, I even got to fuck Mrs. James on occasion, but she knew what she was doing and gladly let me fuck her while her husband watched. She'd even sit on the bed while we sucked each other off and take both of us into her mouth when it was time for us to shoot our loads. Yessir, there's a lot of things that That revelation almost caused Carl to fall out of his seat. He'd had no idea that Jessie and played around with both of Catherine's parents. It was something that never would've entered his thoughts. He got up from his seat and began to remove his clothes, first his shirt, then his shoes and finally his pants, leaving him standing there with nothing on but his socks and boxers, with his steadily hardening cock starting to poke through the opening of his shorts. Once he looked up at Jessie he found that the "Do I have to do this?" "Yes, you do. I hold all the cards to this one, sir, and you will do what I ask you to do. I'm not going to tell you. I want you to do this because you want to. I'm not like some of those country niggers who demand you do something. I'm a nice guy and I will only ask you to do this. I want you to do it because you "Yes, you do, Jessie." With that said, Carl dropped to his knees and took hold of Jessie's cock. It was the first cock he'd felt that wasn't his own. He knew how his hard cock felt, but this was new to him and, like his wife earlier, he noticed the velvety feeling of the hard cock he now held. He also noticed the ample abundance of foreskin, like his own. Only Jessie's skin was much longer and his cock about an inch or two bigger then he was, and he'd measured himself at almost 10 inches. He lowered his head and stuck out his tongue, probing the loose folds of skin and sticking it into the skin until he felt the sponge-like head of Jessie's cock. Even the texture of his cock head felt different. But then again, he'd never had a cock in his mouth before, so the texture was something he'd never experienced before. He sucked the loose skin into his mouth and felt it slide down the back of his throat, but he was surprised that his gag reflex didn't kick in. Later, when he tried to get the cock that far back into his mouth that reflex would kick in and he'd have to pull He pulled off the cock and looked down at the plumb-sized balls hanging below his fist. It was then that he noticed Jessie didn't have any hair around the base of his cock or on his balls. It reminded him of Catherine's shaved pussy, and he found that he liked it very much. Jessie had taken the idea from Catherine, in fact. Once he'd gotten a taste of her bald pussy he was determined to shave himself and to keep it that way. He found that he liked the 'freshness' of it and it didn't bother him at all to keep shaven. "Stand up, Mr. Carl. Let me see your hard cock and feel it in my mouth. You shouldn't be the only one to enjoy himself. After all, I love to suck a cock and it's been a while since I've had one to play with." Carl reluctantly removed the cock from his mouth, licking up the clear pearls of pre cum as he did. He'd been looking forward to tasting his first load of another man's cum. He knew already what he tasted like. After all, he'd jerked off for years and had eaten his own loads for some time. He had wanted to see if Jessie's cum was as good as his. "Don't worry, Mr. Carl, you'll get your share of my cum before you go back to the house. I promise you that." Again, it was like Jessie was reading his mind. In one swoop he took half of Mr. Carl's cock into his mouth, forcing his tongue into the opening of his foreskin, feeling around the cock head below the skin. He bobbed his head up and down, taking more and more of Carl's cock into his mouth and the beginning of his throat. He was now confident that before the night was over he'd be getting his nose down to the pubic hair. Using both hands he jacked the cock, feeling the foreskin slide down and over the cock head "I want you to join me in my bedroom, please. I think it's time we both enjoyed each other at the same time. It'll be more comfortable on the bed though, instead of in here on the floor." Carl followed him to the bedroom, where he removed the rest of his clothing and Jessie came out of his robe and slippers for the first time. He watched Jessie get on the bed and settle in the middle of his king-sized mattress and motioned for him to join him there. With no hesitation he did just that and Jessie sucked Carl until he knew he wouldn't be able to stop him from shooting his load into his mouth. In fact, that's just what he wanted. He wanted Carl to shoot a huge load of his cum into his mouth and down his throat. He wanted it more then he'd wanted to fuck Catherine. So he continued to keep up the pressure with is mouth, taking the cock as deeply as he could, knowing that the friction the back of his "I'm CUMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMINGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!" Carl hollered as he pulled his mouth off Jessie's cock. "Man, suck that cock, Jessie! SUCK IT!!!!!" It's a good thing Jessie's house is far from the main one. Because surely Catherine would've been able to hear that one! Carl stuffed his mouth full of black cock and sucked like Jessie had sucked him. He didn't even realize it, but he'd also gotten all of Jessie's cock down his throat and he was unknowingly using the same technique Jessie had use on him. In only a matter of minutes Jessie was shooting his load down his Unlike Carl, Jessie didn't holler out. He merely lay there and enjoyed the feeling of draining his cock into another man's mouth once more. Yes, this was going to be a very mutual thing for the two of them for some time. He pulled out of Carl's mouth, leaving a string of cum the finally broke and settled on the man's chin and neck. Using his fingers he scooped it up and licked them off, enjoying the taste of his own juices, too. Looking at the clock on the nightstand he was surprised to see that what he'd thought had been hours of cock sucking had indeed been only 45 minutes. Hopefully the future would hold sessions with not only Catherine and Carl, but with each of them at the same time. It would take some convincing to get Carl to agree to it, especially after what he'd told him earlier, but he was sure he could convince the man to let him fuck his wife and make it sound like it Time would tell though. Time would tell. "She's becoming a real slut," he thought. "It's a shame she'll never know it though." On the bed Catherine continued with her cucumber, not realizing she now had an audience. She'd decided to play with herself while her husband was gone. As he watched his wife Carl decided it was time to once again get out of his clothes, so he began to strip while he stood there. By the time his pants and shorts were gone his cock was again rock hard and wanting some attention. He never realized he could get hard again so quickly after shooting a load, but it was going to be something he'd take advantage of in the future. He'd really enjoyed his session with Jessie and has surprised himself by liking the idea, and the actual deed, of sucking off another man. He had to admit to himself that he'd always wondered what it would be like to have a man suck his cock for him. He'd fantasized about it at times when he'd jack off, unable to get to Catherine in time to have her do it for him. Catherine looked lovely, lying there on the bed with nothing on and her pussy shaved clean. He was glad he'd thought of that one. Now, if only he had the courage to shave himself. Perhaps one of these days. Heck, he might even get his wife to shave him. That would be something to behold. Watching as He finally entered the room and called to his wife. "Catherine?" he called. Immediately she opened her eyes and beheld Carl's naked body standing at the side of the bed, his cock at attention, begging to be sucked. She forgot the cucumber in her pussy, leaving it there, and moved towards Carl, taking his hard cock into her mouth without even asking if that's what he wanted. It was She swirled her tongue around his uncut cock head, tasting it for the first time in over a week. Then she stuck her tongue down into the foreskin and licked around the head, savoring all the tastes beneath his excess skin. Then she poked into his piss hole, trying to suck out his cum, causing him to shiver While she sucked his cock she looked up into her husband's face, seeing his approval for what she was doing for him. That alone caused her to increase her sucking, wanting all the more to taste his cum. She pushed her head down further onto the hard cock, taking all of him into her mouth. She loved to feel his cock head bang against the back of her throat and she'd finally gotten to the point where she could deep throat him without setting off her gag reflex. She'd also learned to hold her head back a little, thus As she bobbed on his cock she could begin to taste his pre cum, knowing that it wouldn't be long now before he was ready to shoot his load into her mouth, and she tried all the harder to make that happen. Watching her suck his cock Carl found himself wondering what Catherine would look like with Jessie's huge cock pumping into her pussy. He'd never thought of that before, but for some reason, after havingJessie suck his cock, the thought came to him and he began to ponder what it would look like. He also wondered if Jessie would be willing to fuck his wife, while he watched, of course. He had to admit to himself, he liked the idea and just the thought of watching another man fuck his wife excited him all the more. Especially if that man were black! Catherine pulled off his cock, looked up at him, and told him, "I want you to shoot your cum into my mouth, Carl." Who was he to refuse? Taking his cock into his hand be began to jerk off, as Catherine's attention turned to his balls and she began to lick and suck on them. He knew he was close to shooting again, and he loved the idea that Catherine wanted him to unload into her mouth, as he had so many times in the past. It didn't take long before she got her wish and the first shot hit her right on the tip of her tongue, and with that she swallowed his cock again and felt the next shot go deep into her belly, bypassing her tongue and going straight down her throat. The next show was received on the back of her tongue and she licked her lips, showing Carl what he'd just shot off, then she swallowed it and again took his cock into her mouth, ready again to receive the next few shots. She wasn't disappointed, either. They both collapsed on the bed after that, with Carl turning so that he was on his back, right next to Catherine. With one hand he tweaked her hard nipples and with the other flicked her clitoris, causing her to shiver with her first orgasm of the night. Once he'd regained his composure he got off the bed, knelt at the mattress, and began to lick and suck on the bald pussy before him. "Shame there's no cum in there," he thought as he began to eat his wife out. Since sucking off Jessie he found that he liked the taste of cum, including his own, and could hardly wait to taste more, whether it be his or Jessie's. Didn't matter to him. In fact, once again the thought of Jessie fucking Catherine, and leaving his cum in her for him to suck out, entered his mind. "Damn! I'm really going to have to touch base with Jessie on this one. I would imagine he's love to fuck a white woman for a change." He never would know that Jessie had already sampled Catherine with both his mouth and his uncut cock. Carl continued to suck Catherine's pussy until he got her to climax 3 times, then he crawled up on the bed and fell asleep. He'd plant a suggestion in his wife's mind the next morning, before he had to leave town on another business meeting. ______________________________________________________________________________________ Carl sat at the table the next morning, waiting for Catherine to get out of the shower and come down stairs. While he waited he fixed his usual breakfast fare, toast with peanut butter, a glass of orange juice and a small glass of CranGrape juice. Ten minutes later he heard the water shut off and knew it would probably be another ten minutes or so before his wife joined him. After all, it took her almost three times the time it took him to get ready every morning, what with all her makeup and such. Twelve minutes later Catherine joined him at the table, a smile on her face. She was still under the control he'd exercised on her last night before going to Jessie's place. "Catherine?" "Yes," she answered slowly. "Did you enjoy yourself last night?" "Very much, Carl. You know I love it when you let me suck your cock and then you suck my pussy." "I'm glad you like it, too, dear. Listen, would you like to do something for me while I'm gone?" Catherine sat there and actually pouted. "But I'll miss you so much!" "And I'll miss you just as much, dear, but it's got to be done. Think you can handle things here again while I'm gone? I know it's a lot to ask, but I know you're up to it." "Sure, Carl. Not much to handle though. Jessie practically runs the place. I don't know what we'd do without him. I'm so glad you let me hire him, too. He worked so hard for Daddy and Mama, so I knew we'd be able to trust him." "If you only knew," he thought to himself. "Buttermilk," he said. He watched as Catherine's chin rested on her chest, just above her already pointed nipples, which were poking out from her blouse. "I want you to do me a favor while I'm gone, Catherine." "What's that?" she asked. "I want you to be very nice to Jessie. I mean a special nice. Do you understand what I'm asking you to do, dear?" "You want me to treat Jessie special. Like I treat you special?" "Yes. Like you treat me special," he answered. "What would you like me to do?" "Just do to Jessie what you let me do to you while I'm gone. I want him to think that you came up with the idea and that I had no influence on your decision at all. Do you understand?" "Do you want me to suck his cock? Do you want me to fuck him? Do you want me to let him suck my pussy and my hard nipples?" While she asked these questions her hands went to her chest and she began to tweak her own nipples, getting them harder then they already were. "Yes! That's exactly what I want you to do, Catherine. You'll not remember it, of course, but when I get home you'll be able to tell me what happened and how much you enjoyed it. Do you understand?" "Yes, I understand. I'm to let Jessie fuck me, suck me and I'm to suck him and fuck him and then tell you all about it when you get home. How many times do you want me to do this?" "As many times as you like. But you will not, I repeat, YOU WILL NOT let Jessie fuck you in the ass. Is that understood?" "Good. Now, when I count to three you'll wake up all refreshed. One........Two..........Three!" "I feel so good today, Carl. I must have slept like a baby last night." "You were already sleeping when I got back from Jessie's last night, so I let you sleep and didn't disturb you." "Thank you, Carl. That was nice of you. I've been unusually tired the last week or so. I guess I have a hard time sleeping when you're not here. Sure was nice to have you in bed with me again last night." "I like it when we sleep together, but I do wish you'd let me do something........." "Stop it right there, mister." Her tone of voice was something he'd come to recognize when the subject of sex came up. "You know that isn't going to happen. I love you dearly, Carl, but I will not do something that is against the way I feel. Why do you think we don't have any children, Carl? I don't like sex! I don't want sex! I will not even discuss sex! I thought I'd made myself quite clear on that subject, yet you keep on insisting on bringing it up. When will you stop?" "Well, I guess I never will stop. Unlike you, I like sex. I want to have sex with my wife! If only you'd understand that!" "Are you having an affair on me, Carl?" He was even shocked to realize she'd thought of that. "Hell, no! I don't need to have an affair! I love you, Catherine, even though you won't have sex with me. That doesn't mean that I'm going to find it elsewhere though. When I get horny enough I can jack off all by myself, without having to get someone else to do it for me." "Such language, Carl!" "Well that's the way it is, Catherine." "But why would you talk to me that way?" "Because you asked!" he almost hollered at her. He regained his composure though and calmed down before he spoke to her again. "Listen, Catherine. Sex is something married couples do all the time. It's only natural for them to want to have sex with their mates. I honestly don't know what your parents did to you to make you hate even the thought of having sex, but damn it! I'm your husband and it's my right to expect my wife to He almost got up and stomped out of the room, but by the expression on her face he could tell that her feelings had been hurt by the language he used, as well as the tone of his voice. "Listen, Catherine. I love you. Only you. I don't even want to think of having sex with anyone other then you. It wouldn't be right! I can live with this though. If that's what you really want." "It's what I want, Carl. "I'm sorry if it hurts your feelings, dear, but sex is something I can live without. I hope you'll one day understand that. If I were in your place, and you didn't like sex, I'd do my best to understand your feelings and I'd try not to pressure you into something you don't feel good doing." Just the there was a knock on the back door and a couple of minutes later Jessie entered through the kitchen. He could tell something important was being discussed though, and he made his apologies. "Am I interrupting something?" he asked. "No," Catherine answered. "Our conversation is over." She looked at her husband, and smiled. "I really do hope you can understand the way I feel, Carl." All Carl could do was sit there and shake his head. "Some understanding would be nice," he said, almost to himself. Unfortunately, Jessie heard him and questioned him about it. "You and Miss Catherine having some problems, Mr. Carl?" he asked. "Nothing I can't handle, Jessie," he replied. Jessie pulled up a chair and poured himself a cup of coffee, as he'd done every morning for the past 30 years. He'd been so much a part of the family that he still took advantage of the situation, and no one complained at all. He fit in here and he wanted to continue to fit in. He looked at Carl, trying to read the expressions on the man's face. "You ok," he asked. Carl looked up at him, a surprised look on his face. "You mean about last night?" he asked. "Yes. About last night." "I'm fine with it, Jessie. Yes, I liked it, too." "I did, too, Mr. Carl. You're not mad at me?" "Mad? No. I'm not mad. It's not like it's something I hadn't thought about doing myself. I just never had the balls to actually do it." "So, you'd be ok with getting with me another time, for a repeat performance?" "Sure, Jessie. I'd like that. Right now though I gotta get my things packed and head out for another business meeting." "You going to be gone long this time, Mr. Carl?" "About two weeks this time, Jessie. Got to get this all finished before the holidays and back home again. I have a surprise for the misses and I want to be here for the holiday and give it to her myself." "Mind sharing what that surprise is?" "Well, if you must know, I got her a dog as a companion for when I do have to go out of town. I want her to feel protected while I'm not here." He noticed the hurt expression on Jessie's face after he'd said it. "Hey, Jessie, I know you're here, but I'd feel better. Especially at night when she's in the house all by herself." "Doesn't hurt my feelings none. In fact, I think it's a good idea. These days you never know what might happen anymore. Seems like crime is up way too much these days and it never hurts to protect your loved ones. I think she'd like a dog. What kind you getting her?" "I thought of a Doberman, but then I thought she might be scared by him, so I got her a great dane instead. They're gentle with their owners and their size should deter someone of even thinking of doing something once they see him." "So, he's a puppy then?" "Actually, he's almost a year old. The owner is having to move to California for his job and will have to get an apartment. He found out he wouldn't be able to take King with him, so I told him I'd make sure he had a good home." "Mighty nice of you, sir. Yep. I think Miss Catherine is gonna like that dog." Already the gears in Jessie's mind were beginning to work up a plan, both for the dog and Miss Catherine. And, with Mr. Carl gone for weeks at a time, he'd have plenty of time to set it all in motion. He had no idea that _____________________________________________________________________________________ The evening of the second day she called Jessie to the main house, on the assumption that he'd be dining with her that evening. He was totally unprepared for what he'd encounter once he got there. _____________________________________________________________________________________ Catherine as going to go all out on this. She'd already decided that when she opened the door to welcome Jessie into the house that she'd be standing there with nothing but a grin on her face, her naked body staring him right in the face. Then she'd grab him by his crotch and drag him to the next She was already wet just thinking about it. _____________________________________________________________________________________ Unknown to him, the meal was simply a ruse to get him to the house. Catherine was in her bedroom when she heard the knock on the door. She knew at a time like this that Jessie would wait for her to answer the door. After all, he was invited this time, and not to be treated as a member of the family. It was rare for Jessie to be invited to a meal, especially with Mr. Carl out of town, but he knew what he was expected to do, so he waited for Miss Catherine to answer the door and let him in. Just as his patience was about to run out he heard the lock being unlatched and watched as the door was drawn opened. The shock of what he saw was so total that he was completely speechless. Right there in front of him stood Miss Catherine, without a stitch of clothing on. Her nipples were standing at attention, begging for attention. She actually stood there tweaking those nipples with her fingers, silently inviting him into the house as she did so. He entered without hesitation. His cock was already standing at attention, wanting attention of another kind. "You like what you see, Jessie?" she asked him. Again, the words wouldn't come to his mouth. She looked at this crotch and said the only thing that came to her mind, "Is that a banana in your pocket, or are you glad to see me?" He laughed at that one. He'd not heard it in a long time and, while it was an old cliche, it still fit the situation. After all, once he saw that naked body in front of him all his cock could do was get still in anticipation of what was yet to come. He grabbed her hand, pressing it to his hard member and asked," What do you think, Miss Catherine?" "I think it's something I need to take care of right away, don't you?" "I sure do." On the way to the living room, dinner completely forgotten ("If there ever was to be a dinner," he thought) by now. The only thing that mattered was his hard cock and the naked body pulling him into the house, towards the living room. Once in the big room Catherine fell to her knees, pulled Jessie closer, tugged open his pants, dropped them to the floor, followed by his boxers, thus releasing his hard cock. With no hesitation whatsoever she covered his cock head with her mouth and began to suck as if her life depended on getting him to "It's a shame she doesn't remember our first time together," he thought. Then he wondered if Carl had put this idea into her head. Had to be, especially since he knew her predilection towards sex. Silently he thanked Carl for this and was determined to show him how thankful he was once he got home. He'd give him a blow job like he'd never done for another man, Right now, along with sucking his cock and playing with his huge balls, she was also moving her other hand to where she could stick a finger up his ass. He watched as his cock disappeared into Miss Catherine's mouth, still amazed at the contrast of his black skin and her white skin. The thrill of actually having a white women suck his cock and let him fuck her, too, was still strong. His memories of that night a couple of weeks ago was still fresh and he'd thought about it often during the past weeks, wishing he had another chance to fuck this woman. Catherine's mind wondered as she sucked Jessie. Something was nagging at the back of her mind. It was like she'd done this before. The texture of his uncut cock felt familiar, as did the taste of his pre cum. Memories kept flashing in the back of her mind but never stayed there long enough to completely register. Perhaps she'd only dreamed of one day sucking a black cock, and then fucking Her juices were running down her inner legs as she continued to suck, drawing the cock back into her throat, as she'd done with Carl the night before. Now memories of doing this to Carl were also starting to enter her mind. And, once more, she dismissed them as only dreams. In her current state of mind she didn't realize that in real life she couldn't stand the thought of sex, whether it be with a white man or a black one. All she could think of right now was getting this black cock to shoot it's load into her mouth where she could taste it and swallow it all. All her body wanted at this time was this black cock in her mouth and later deep in her pussy. Again, she deep throated the cock and sucked his loose skin down the back of her throat, feeling it slide down behind her tongue. Then she'd use her hands to pull the skin back down the shaft until it pulled out of her throat and she could feel the end on the flat part of her tongue and then she'd suck on it for a while, using it like a straw to pull out the pre cum that had already leaked from his balls. Then she'd pull the skin further back down the shaft, waiting till it was just about to uncover his cock head and she'd insinuate her tongue between the cock head and the loose skin, making her tongue feel confined Her pussy got wetter with the thought and she soon had one hand between her legs, pinching her clit while sucking on his cock. When she realized he was about to shoot his load, Catherine pulled his cock out of her mouth and let the first blast hit her right in her face. The warm feeling of his cum excited her and, with the friction of her fingers on her clit, she came for the first time. Her juices were really flowing now and it would make his entry into her much easier. Right now though her only thoughts were of draining his cock with her mouth first. Standing in front of him she opened her mouth, to allow him to see the traces of his juices still in her mouth. He grabbed her and pulled her closer, planting a kiss on those luscious lips of hers. When she saw that she smiled at him and finished swallowing what was left in her mouth. Pulling her to the sofa he gently pushed her down until she was sitting in front of him, her head level with his crotch, but he wasn't wanting her to give him more oral stimulation. This time it was his turn to use his mouth on her. He pushed her back on the soft and then pulled her legs until her butt He started licking at the back of her knees, where the trail of her juices stopped, and slowly and deliberately worked towards her crotch. Once he finished one leg he started at the same place on the other one. By the time he got to her crotch more juices were beginning to pool and he quickly lapped After making sure he'd gotten it all there he placed his whole mouth on her hole and began to gently suck on both pair of lips, drawing more nectar from within. The slickness of her bald pussy excited him like nothing else. While he enjoyed sucking on a pussy, whether or not it had hair, this was the first completely bald pussy he'd sucked for a long time, not counting his earlier encounter with her. There wasn't even any stubble to cause irritation on his Catherine moaned and rocked her hips with each penetration of his tongue into her pussy. When he'd licked her outer and inner lips it was all she could do to stay on the sofa and let him continue with his oral ministrations. His tongue felt so good inside her that she never wanted him to stop. She could actually feel the suction as he concentrated on her inner lips, and she thought she could also feel her juices being sucked out of her as well. She wondered how it could feel so good! After getting Catherine to cum 3 times with his mouth he decided it was time to once again fuck her pussy. While it wouldn't be as tight as it was the first time, he was sure it would still feel snug and that she'd be so wet that his penetration this time would be like a knife cutting hot butter. He backed From her position on the sofa, Catherine had a clear view of Jessie's black cock as he placed his uncut head against her lips. The she watched as he pulled his foreskin back to expose this purplish head, leaving some of his skin still on his cock head. She knew that once his head entered her all his skin Jessie slowly pushed until his head disappeared into her. He watched her eyes as they widened and her pussy slowly adjusted to his size again and accepted him. She was unbelievably wet inside and there was almost no resistance to his penetration this time. She slid smoothly into her and once he Building up a steady stroking motion Jessie pounded into her wet hole and continued until he gave out of breath. He rested a few minutes and let her straighten out her legs, with him still inside her, to ease the cramps he felt she'd already been feeling since he started fucking into her. After a while of Reaching down between her legs, Catherine was able to feel his erection as he fucked into her. With each movement she could feel his foreskin withdraw and slide up the length of his shaft. Again and again she felt this and her pussy creamed even more. Finally she clamped her legs around his hips She could feel his shots deep inside her. Each shot slowly filled her pussy with his cream and finally he stopped thrusting, pushing in one last time. Then, holding her legs up, despite the cramps in them, he backed up, knelt down in front of her, and plastered his mouth to her hole and sucked all his cum Another climax racked her body and she finally sagged, limp, against the back of the sofa. She was completely worn out, but also completely satisfied. "Good morning, Miss Catherine," Jessie greeted her. "I have something here for you. It's something special that your daddy and momma left for you." "Yes, mam, they did. I was told not to give it to you until now though." "I wonder why?" "I have no idea," Jessie answered. "All I know is your daddy told me not to give it to you until he'd been gone a while. He even told me when he thought the time would be right." "Why would he do something like that, Jessie?" "I have no idea, Miss Catherine. I just told him I'd do whatever he wanted me to do." "Well, you did work for them a long time, didn't you? I'm sure he had his reasons." "Almost 40 years. And now, with the time I've spent with you and Mr. Carl, it's almost 60 years." Catherine invited him into the house and they both went into the living room and she invited him to sit and talk to her for a while. "I wonder why father would want to wait so long before I saw whatever it is in that box?" "I have no idea," Jessie answered. Looking at the package she could see that it was sealed with tape, wrapped all around it and then wrapped around the package and the cover. When she looked closer she could see her father's signature written on the tape. She knew exactly what it was, too. It was his way of making sure the it "I've also got an envelope for you," said Jessie, holding out a sealed envelope with her name written on the front of it. Again, the signature underneath her name was that of her father. As she took the envelope Jessie got up and let her know that he had some chores to finish and if she was to need him all she had to do was call him on his cell phone and he'd come back to the house. Jessie already knew what was in the box and, as much as he wanted to be there to see her open it and witness the look on her face when she realized what it was, he also knew that she'd need time to consider what had just been divulged to her. He knew it would be a shock to her system, but he was determined Catherine saw him to the door and then returned to the living room. Once she sat down in her comfortable lounge chair she opened the letter and began to read: "Catherine: Father" "Just like my father," she thought. "He always referred to himself as 'Father'. Never 'daddy', but 'Father'. Then she saw the letter from her mother, in her distinct cursive writing. She opened it and read it, too: "Cathy: First of all, I want to apologize to you for holding you back in your development. After the things your father and I went through I now realize I was wrong to teach you so many things that were wrong. I wanted you to be a woman and to do that I felt it was necessary to teach you that things such as sex for anything other then procreation was wrong. I now regret those decisions. Please, dear, don't judge your father and I too harshly. We did what we thought was right for you, at that time. Only after we started in our new lifestyle did I realize that I'd told you things that were wrong. I never intended to hurt you, or to stunt your development as a woman. Please look at the items your father and I have saved for you and I hope Momma" Catherine sat there holding the letters from both parents. She read and re-read each a couple of times, trying to guess at what they were trying to tell her. What was the deep secret they both had held from her? Would it change her life drastically? Would it change her life with Carl? What was it??? There She went to the desk and got out the pair of scissors, went back to the box and cut the tape along the bottom of the lid. When the last piece of tape was severed the top puffed up a little bit, revealing to her that the box was packed to beyond full with whatever was inside. She pulled off the top and found "It's funny," she thought, but in all the time I was with my parents I can never remember them calling themselves by their given names. It was always momma and father when I was around them. Betty and Edward were never used, unless they had company (which wasn't often)." She noticed that the albums were numbered, 1,2, and 3. There were also some dates written on them. Most were from at least 50 years ago and she wondered what could've happened way back then that would affect her life today. After all at her age it wasn't likely to mean a lot to her now. Still, why had her father wanted to wait till now for Jessie to give this all to her? She guessed that she'd find out soon Returning to her seat in the recliner, she opened the first album and the first thing she saw was a photo of her mother. But it wasn't like any picture of her mother she'd ever seen before. In this picture her mother was standing naked in front of the camera, standing in front of her bed. The next picture was Flipping more pages she soon found images of her mother stuffing things up inside her body, things from cucumbers to bananas and even a coke bottle! That surprised her to no end. The first album ended with those images. Not realizing what was happening to her own body though, she was pinching her own nipples as she looked at her mother displaying her body and actually playing with herself. She was also getting wet between her legs, and an itchy feeling was beginning to crawl up her legs, ending at her vagina. Getting up she got the next album and began to thumb through it, like she had the first one. This album didn't show her mother until almost half way through it. This time the pictures she was looking at were those of her father, just as naked as her mother had been. Again, she noticed that her father kept his private areas shaved. The pictures showed him also bending over and showing off his naked ass to the photographer, supposedly her mother this Turning a page she found a hand holding her father's penis. It looked like her mother's hand, at least she hoped it was her mother's hand. She almost dropped the album. Taking another look it was as she first saw it. Her mother was indeed taking her father's penis into her mouth. And there were more pictures of her doing this. Then, with the turn of the next page, she found a picture of her father using his mouth on her mother's vagina! There was even a close up picture of him Once again, Catherine was pinching her nipples, which were already rock hard and beginning to ache. The wetness between her legs was getting worse, as well. She already knew that her panties were soaked, as she felt her juices running down her inner legs. On the back, inside cover of the second album she found a note taped there. It read: "Cathy: I know these pictures may have shocked you, but please, before you go any further, get out the tape labeled #1 and look at it. I think I know how you're feeling by this time, but remember this, your father and I did this willingly. We really did enjoy all these things you see and there is more, but Momma" Catherine could only sit there and look blankly at the piece of paper attached to the inside of the album cover. All this was really hard to believe right now. If it weren't for the pictures, the proof right in front of her, she'd have believed that her parents were up to something, and not of their own free will, either. She was determined not to look back though, afraid of what she might see. After finishing her drink she went back into the living room and got the first tape out of the box, then went to the VCR and pushed it inside and then turned on the TV and hit "PLAY" on the machine. Then she returned to her seat and waited for the tape to start. And start it did! It was nothing but fucking, at it's finest. The subjects of the tape were even her own parents, too! There were her father and mother humping like two jack rabbits. Her mother never stopped groaning, and with each thrust of her father the groans got louder. Then came the screaming! "FUCK ME, EDWARD! FUCK ME, FUCK ME, FUCK ME!!!!!" Every time she screamed it seemed like she was getting louder. And it appeared as if she was liking it, too! "How could she like it?" she hollered at the TV screen. "How could she like it?" Every time she hollered at the TV her fingers pinched her nipples harder, but she wasn't aware of it. She only knew that it made her feel better. Yet, she couldn't take her eyes off the spectacle in front of her. She was actually watching her parents as they fucked! She could actually see her father's penis going in and out of her mother's vagina. She watched as her mother wrapped her legs around her father's waist and drew him deeper into her body To her the worse part was that her mother seemed to actually enjoy the pummeling that her father was giving her. As she watched her father pulled out and pointed his penis at her mothers body, jacking his penis until she shot something out of it, watching it land on her mother's belly. She realized that she'd just seen her father shoot his semen on her mother. Then, her mother sat up on the bed, pulled her husband "HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME?" she shouted at the screen "How could you tell me that this is all wrong and then enjoy yourself so much, mother? How could you?" Catherine buried her head into her hands and cried. Cried like she hadn't done since the funerals of her parents. Her mother had instilled into her that sex was wrong! That it was nasty! That you were only to have sex if you wanted to have children! And yet, there were her parents, on the TV right in front of her, fucking each other like there was no tomorrow. She felt so betrayed at this moment. Part of her wanted to just lay there until she died. Part of her wanted to get revenge on her mother by going out and picking up the first man she came across and fuck him till she did die. Part of her wanted to go to the cemetery and rant and rave at her now dead parents. Why had they done this to her? What All this was on her mind when she finally fell asleep. _____________________________________________________________________________________ He smiled. It wasn't every day that he had the chance to witness something like this. He'd enjoyed watching Catherine as she witnessed her parents fucking each other. The look on her face had been priceless when she'd finally learned the truth about her parents. And the best was yet to come as far as he was concerned. Once she learned of his participation in the events of her parents he Right now though, he had something else in mind. _____________________________________________________________________________________ Using his passkey, Jessie let himself into the main house. He already knew Catherine was sleeping in the master bedroom, so he didn't have a lot to worry about. And it wasn't like he was breaking into the house. After all, he'd worked here for 60+ years and he felt as though he was a member of the family. Slowly he made his way to the master bedroom. Once there he stood outside the doorway and watched as Catherine played with herself. She was still sleeping, but steadily pinching her hard nipples with one hand, while probing her pussy with the other one. Her eyes were closed and there was no noise coming from her. Her body was reacting to what she was doing though. While sleeping her hips were moving in time to the way her fingers probed her clitoris, with sporadic tics occasionally causing her body to slightly jump on the bed. Obviously she was having some orgasms to the stimulation she was giving herself. While standing there Jessie got undressed, until he was just as naked as she was. Then he crossed into the room and stood at the side of her bed. Even with her somewhat flat chest her nipples were still her best feature. They stood at attention, begging for more attention, other then what she was giving herself Even in her sleep Catherine felt like she was being watched. She had no idea what she was doing to herself as she lay there, but she still felt like someone was close by. She opened her eyes................... "Buttermilk." Instantly she slumped back onto the bed, in a state that was open to any suggestion that could, and would, be made. It's just that she'd never remember it. She wouldn't even remember seeing Jessie Standing at the side of her bed, his huge black, uncut cock almost in her face. What she did do though, after a few minutes, was open her eyes again. She saw the black cock in her face and instantly took hold and pulled it towards her mouth, which was already open, anticipating the taste in her mouth as she sucked on it, pulling all that loose skin down the back of her throat. "Damn!" he thought, "when this lady cums, she really gets wet. Makes it that much easier to get this huge piece of meat into her with ease." Jessie loved fucking Catherine, almost as much as he'd enjoyed fucking her mother. The only difference right now was that Carl wasn't there. When he'd been with Edward and Betty it was always with an audience. Edward loved to watch his wife take Jessie's cock into her body. He'd love to suck on Jessie He looked down and watched as she continued to suck him off. The look on her face as she sucked him was priceless. "It's a shame she'll never remember any of this," he thought. Then he got an idea, and it made him smile. In the meantime, Catherine sucked his shaft, pulled her mouth off him and gave her attention to his balls, sucking and licking on them one at a time. When she finished there she sat up on the bed and pulled him down onto it. She got up and knelt down at the edge of the mattress and pulled his legs up and pushed She'd never done that before and Jessie marveled at how good it felt to once again have someone lick him down there. The last one to do that had been Edward, and he'd gotten to the point where he could make Jessie shoot his load but jamming his tongue up his hole. She moved her focus to his balls again, and the area just below them and continued to lick him there. Then, as she sucked his balls once again, stuck two fingers up his ass, causing his to shoot his load right there. Once she realized what had happened she got up and licked up his cream from his belly and then moved up his body until she could suck on his nipples, biting them with her teeth until he could no longer take the pain and had to force her to concentrate on other areas, like his cock once again. She sucked him until his erection shrank and ......................and smiled! Then she opened her mouth, showing him the load she'd just licked up and then, as he watched, she swallowed it all, opening her mouth once again to show him it was all gone. Now it was time to make his move. "Catherine." "Yes," she answered dreamily. "I have something I want you to do for me." "Yes, Jessie." "When Carl gets home from his next trip I want you to make sure he's comfortable and relaxed, then I want you to call me to come to the house. Once I'm there, and in the same room with you and your husband, I want you to get on your knees, pull my pants down and suck my cock in front of Carl. Do you understand, Catherine?" "Yes. I understand, Jessie. You want me to pull your pants down and suck your cock in front of Carl." "That's right, but I want you to wait till after his next trip, not when he gets home this time. I think he has a surprise for you this time." "Yes, Jessie," she said again and then returned her attention to his already hardening again cock. She lowered her head and again took his cock into her mouth, lavishing it with her tongue and sucking his excess skin down the back of her throat again. The feel of all that skin slithering down her throat caused When she climaxed the third time sucking on his cock he got her on her back, with her legs pressed against her chest, rubbing against those beautiful nipples, he slowly slid into her and fucked her for a while. He wasn't in a hurry, just wanting to enjoy the moment and the feeling of her warmth engulfing his cock. It never ceased to amaze him just how good it felt to be so deep inside her, with her pussy gripping him and trying it's best to get him to release his load. Once he did that then he'd again lay her back and eat his deposit from her as it slowly seeped out of her depths. He knew that Carl was due for another trip in a month and already he could hardly wait to see the look on his face when his darling wife got him on his knees and she sucked his black cock right in front of him. There was something else he was looking forward to as well. He wanted to see what Catherine would do with a Great Dane and he hoped Carl would initiate it, but if he didn't then he'd take the situation in his own black hands. "Probably back from his trip by now," he thought. "Hello!" "Jessie. This is Carl. I'm on my way home from the airport now and I have the dog with me. Would you please meet me at the barn? I should be there in about 20 minutes." "Thank you, Jessie. See you shortly." The connection was broken and he hung up the phone. "Well," he thought, "looks like things are gonna start to heat up around here pretty soon." _____________________________________________________________________________________ When the car reached the barn Carl could see Jessie waiting by the door, which was already open and waiting for him to pull the car inside. After parking he got out of the car and went to open the back door, where the great dane eagerly waited to be released. After being cramped into the back seat the freedom of being outside would feel great. Jessie was surprised at the size of the animal. He knew great danes were big dogs, but never having actually seen one this close before, the size almost intimidated him. He could only wonder how Catherine would react to the animal when she finally saw him. "Big, isn't he, Jessie?" "Yessir, he sure is. Where did you get him?" "One of the men I know on my sales route is being transferred to California and has to get an apartment. The managers won't allow pets so he asked me if I'd mind taking care of him. I'm not sure how long he'll be out there, but I promised I'd take good care of him." "And Miss Catherine doesn't know about this yet, does she?" "Nope. It's going to be a surprise." "You got that right!" "You know something, Jessie? I'm not even sure if Catherine like animals or not. Wonder what I'll do if she doesn't like him?" "Only one way to find out, Mr. Carl!" The two men shared a laugh at that statement. After putting the dane into one of the unused stalls the two men retreated to on of the other stalls and they both began to remove their clothing, soon standing naked in front of each other, both sporting hard cocks, which they slowly stroked. "I never would have believed that I'd enjoy something like this with another man," Carl said as they both laid on the already prepared blanket which covered the newly laid straw. Jessie knew that when Carl had mentioned he'd meet him at the barn what was going to happen once they got there. After all, they'd met at this same stall on numerous times in the past, each enjoying the oral ministrations of the other. Once they were close to each other Jessie reached for Carl's hard, skin-covered cock and began to jerk it to a harder erection. Already pre cum was bubbling from the slit in the cock head and he smeared it around the tip, then licking the remaining liquid from his fingertip. Sitting up and leaning in closer, Jessie took Carl's cock into his mouth, once again enjoying the feel of the man's hard tool in his mouth. It never ceased to amaze him just how much he enjoyed sucking another man's cock. Sure, he'd had plenty of experience with Miss Catherine's parents, but now he was actually sucking her husband off. While not as large as Mr. James was, Carl's cock was still quite large, for a white man. During his youth he'd sucked plenty of cocks, both black and white and Mr. James had had the biggest cock for a white man he'd ever seen. Carl was close, but still not as big. While Jessie sucked on his cock, Carl wrapped his fingers around the huge uncut cock of Jessie. The feel of the man's cock always amazed him. The feel was quite different from his own, too. Almost had a velvety feeling to it. It constantly amazed him that something this hard could feel so soft in his hands, as well as in his mouth. Pretty soon the two men were lost in each others cocks and the afternoon passed quietly in the barn. When they finished both were surprised to realize that they'd been sucking each other for over two hours. As they stood in the stall, getting dressed again, plans were already underway for how Carl would introduce the dane to Catherine. He told Jessie he'd tell her this evening over dinner and would later call him as have him bring the dog to the main house "He got a name, Mr. Carl?" "Yes. He does." "His owner named him Neptune." He noticed the smile that etched itself on Jessie's face. "I have no idea why he chose that name, but I like it. Definitely different from any name I've heard a dog called by." "Can't say I've ever heard of a dog named Neptune, either." "Do me a favor, please, Jessie." "Yessir, what is it?" "I've got some feed and other things for Neptune in the trunk of the car. Would you please get them out and store them down here. I think I'm going to turn that stall he's in now into his living quarters. Can't have him roaming around all over the place." "Well, it is a big place, Mr. Carl. Where would he go?" "I'm not sure that he'd go anywhere, Jessie. But, I want to be sure that he stays around here until he gets used to the place and the new people." Nodding in agreement, Jessie could see the wisdom in the decision. "I'll put him in another stall and get that one cleaned up a bit and put down some new straw for him to lay in." "Good. Thank you, Jessie. What would we do without you to help us here?" "Don't know, sir, but I'm glad to still be here." "You've been on this property longer than I have, Jessie. Catherine and I would really hate to lose you." "I've practically grown up on this land, Mr. Carl. Would feel strange if I was any place else." "Just how old are you now, Jessie?" "Pushing 70 now, sir." "Well, for a man your age, it doesn't show. You've kept yourself in great shape. Wish I could say the same for me." Once again the two men shared a laugh. "Guess sitting behind a desk all day doesn't do much for the exercise, does it?" he stated, as he gently patted his growing mid-section." "And here I thought it was all that cock sucking that was keeping you lean and trim, sir!" As Carl headed towards the house his laughter echoed back into the barn. _____________________________________________________________________________________ Carl decided that the time to tell his wife about Neptune was right after they'd finished their dinner. Once they were settled in the living room, watching their favorite show on the television, Carl asked Catherine how she's feel about having a dog around the place, especially during the times he was gone. "I'd been thinking of getting one for those times," Catherine surprised him. "Really!" "Yes, really!" "Why? You've got Jessie here all the time, don't you?" "Well, yes, I do. But it's not the same, is it?" "I was thinking of a big breed. Something that might scare off strangers if they were to show up when Jessie wasn't actually around. You know, dear, he does have a life outside of living on the property and helping us." "Really? I hadn't noticed." A smile crossed Carl's face, his thoughts going back to the time the two of them had recently spent in the barn. His cock stirred a bit at the thoughts. He adjusted his seat and listened to his wife talk about getting a dog. "I really would like something like a St. Bernard or a Doberman. Perhaps a Great Dane! I'm not really sure which one I'd like. What brought up the subject, Carl?" "Well, one of the men on my sales route was recently transferred out west and he wasn't able to take his dog with him, so he asked me if I'd like to take care of him for a while." "And......" "I told him I would." "But you never mentioned this to me, Carl." "Frankly, dear, I wasn't sure how you'd take it. After all, I wasn't even sure if you liked animals, especially a large dog. I told him I'd take care of him and tell you after I got him home." "You mean he's here! NOW!" "Yes, he is. "I got Jessie to fix him a stall out in the barn for now." Catherine jumped up from her chair and headed towards the door. "I've got to see him. What breed is he? What's his name? Do you think he'll like me?" She was full of questions and Carl had no choice but to join her and the two of them walked the short distance to the old barn, to visit the newest addition to their family. _____________________________________________________________________________________ From his living room window, Jessie watched as the Carl and Catherine neared the barn. Thoughts already raced through his head and he'd just about settled on what he was going to do for both Neptune and Catherine once Carl left on his next business trip. He realized that Mr. Carl wasn't thinking of the same thing as he was, but he'd done enough visiting on the World Wide Web to know about women and dogs having sex and he intended to introduce Catherine and Neptune to the pleasures a dog can give a woman. _____________________________________________________________________________________ Catherine stood at the stall and looked into it. She wasn't sure what to expect once she got there, but soon realized that the animal in front of her was the prettiest dog she'd ever seen. Carl had told her the dog's name on the way to the barn. Like her husband and Jessie, she'd never heard of such a name for a dog, but once she saw him she fell in love with him and wanted to go into the stall and pet him. "Let's wait till he gets use to us first, dear. After all, he's not use to us yet and to him we're strangers who have to earn his trust." Catherine was disappointed that she could pet him right then but what Carl had told her did make sense. He would have to get use to his new owners before he could trust them. Carl could see the disappointment on her face and he hugged her close to him. It was one of the few moments of closeness they'd had in a long time. Catherine reached to put her hand through the gate to pet Neptune, but Carl stopped. "I don't think that's a good idea," he told her. "But surely it wouldn't hurt to just pet him, would it?" "Like I said earlier, he has to get to know us first." "And how does he do that if he's shut up in here all the time?" "I guess it would be ok for us to come down here during the day to visit him, talk to him, let him get to know us. After a while we'll let him loose inside the barn with us around and that way he'll see that we're no threat to him. Do you think that would work?" He could see his wife thinking on his suggestion. "I guess that would be the best way to handle it. But, once he gets to know us, we'll be able to let him out of the barn, right?" "I see no problem with that at all." "How long do you think it'll take for him to get use to us?" "I talked to a vet on the way home today, while he was in the back of the car, and she told it that since Donnie had had him for so long that it might take 4 to 6 months for his to realize we're his new owners." Catherine pouted. "That long?" she asked. "I'm afraid so." Turning to the stall she spoke directly to Neptune for the first time, "Don't worry, boy. I'll be down here every day so that you can get to know me and find that I won't hurt you. I just want to be your friend and to have you for some company when Carl's gone on his trips." Neptune looked at her, almost as if he could understand what she was telling him. The whole time the two people had been here he'd paced back and forth in his new surroundings, getting the feel of the place. Once the woman started to talk to him he stopped his pacing, sat on his haunches, and seemed to be listening to what she was telling him. "He seems like a smart dog," Carl said. As they left the barn Catherine told him she was sure he'd be fine here with the two of them and Jessie. "In face, I'll make sure Jessie's with me the first week or so that I come down here. After all, he'll have to get to know him as well, won't he?" "I hadn't thought of that," admitted Carl, "but you're right. Getting to know Jessie is just as important as getting to know, and trust, us. I'll let Jessie know that when I see him tomorrow morning. Right now it's getting late and we really should be in the house, especially since it looks like we're in for a storm tonight." As soon as he'd said that they both heard thunder in the background and, by the time they reached the house, the rain had already started to fall. _____________________________________________________________________________________ Later that night, after seeing that Catherine was sleeping, Carl got out of bed, put on his robe and slippers, and went downstairs to the kitchen to get something to drink and to make sure the back door was open. He and Jessie had something planned tonight and he wanted to make sure that Jessie had no problems getting into the house. Sure, Jessie had his passkey but he just wanted to be sure all went well. After a wait of about 10 minutes, Jessie entered through the back door and sat at the table with Carl, taking the offered steaming cup of coffee that was offered to him. He took a sip and waited for it to cool a bit. "I believe she is. I used the code word on her before we finished for the night, so by the time we get up there she should already be naked and ready for the two of us." "You sure you really want to do this now?" "Why? You having second thoughts? That's not like you, Jessie. I know you've been fucking her since I left town. I implanted that thought into her mind before I left, as you wanted me to. I would think that you're used to fucking my wife right now." "Oh, believe me, I am. Your wife has one of the best cunts I've ever fucked before. And her mouth! You already know what a great cock sucker she is, don't you?" "You better believe I do!" "Then the real question is this, are YOU sure YOU want to do this to her?" "Believe me, Jessie. I've thought of nothing else. I would love to finally see that black cock of yours inside her pussy. I know you've already stretched her with that cock. Don't you think I can feel the difference once you've fucked her? She's not as tight as she once was, even though she uses that cucumber on a regular basis." "And I thought Betty was the only one to use a cucumber in her twat! How in the world did you ever manage to get that thought implanted?" "I didn't!" "You mean it was something she did all on her own?" "Jessie, she's been using those damned cucumbers in her pussy for a long time, even before I implanted anything in her mind." "Really?" "Really!" "I didn't know that. I just assumed it was something you put there." "Hey, whether she admits it or not, she loves sex, even if its just an artificial cock, or whatever she wants to call that thing." "Guess she's hotter then either one of us thought she'd be, huh?" "Guess so. "You about ready to get started up there?" "Been ready!" Both finished their coffee, placed their cups in the drain in the sink, after washing them out, then headed upstairs to the master bedroom, and their encounter with Catherine. Once Carl entered the room he knew that his wife was ready. She was lying on the bed, on top of the covers, wearing nothing but a smile. She freshly shaved pussy was already stuffed with her fingers as she played with her clitoris, apparently in the middle of her first climax of the night. Her hips were gyrating around on the covers as she strummed her sensitive clit with her fingers, her eyes closed as if concentrating on what was already happening to her. Opening her eyes she noticed the two naked men standing at the side of the bed, their hard cocks in their hands, as if presenting them to her. She sat up on the side of the bed and grabbed both organs, leaning slightly forward to she could administer a lick to the heads of both of them. Then she sat back and admired the two cocks in front of her. Jessie's appeared to have the longest foreskin, with Carl's not too far behind. And, while Jessie's was the largest of the two, again Carl wasn't too far behind. She began to pump both of them, watching the skin slide up and down over the cock heads. Already Carl's cock was leaking pre cum and it wouldn't be longer before Jessie's cock was also doing the same thing. Again she leaned forward and took Carl's cock fully into her mouth, stretching her tongue between his cock head and that lovely foreskin. She loved the taste that was residing between them. She sucked on his skin and felt it slither partly down the back of her throat. While it didn't go as far as Jessie's did, she still enjoyed the feel of it on the back of her tongue. She momentarily shivered with a mini-climax as the loose skin slithered into her throat. After spending a short time on Carl's cock Catherine switched to Jessie. His dark cock always amazed her. It looked so good against the white background of her hands as,she held onto it. She also liked the way it looked thrusting into her pussy when he fucked her with it. Right now though she was only interested in sucking on it for a while and pulling his loose skin down her throat. She clearly 'remembered' the first time she'd sucked his skin into her mouth. While she sucked on Jessie Carl gently pushed her back onto the bed, and she refused to release the cock she was sucking on, so Jessie climbed onto the bed with her, settling on his knees while he watched his cock disappear into her mouth. Once she was in position Carl spread her legs, pushing them back until her knees were rubbing against her nipples and only then did he descend to her pussy with his mouth, plastering it over her slit and stabbing his tongue deeply into her, burying his nose deep into her twat as well. For a while he concentrated on lapping up her juices, which ran freely out of her hole. Then he decided it was time to work on her clit for a while, so he gently sucked it into his mouth, using his tongue to caress it and flick it all along it's exposed head. He started working harder on the bud, each lick eliciting more of her juices from deep within. Meanwhile, Jessie was now steadily pumping his cock back and forth into and out of Catherine's hot mouth. He could feel it every time she pulled his loose skin into the back of her mouth and he had to admit, it felt good each and every time. If he wasn't careful he'd end up shooting a load into her throat before he was ready to. Catherine was now concentrating on lavishing his cock head with her tongue, sliding it between his skin and his cock head. He knew he was already leaking huge amounts of pre cum, because he felt her swallowing it all. He'd always had plenty of pre cum in his youthful days and apparently that hadn't changed as he'd gotten older. "Good thing I got a great ticker," he thought. "This would give anyone else my age a heart attack for sure. Damn! She sure knows how to suck a cock!!" It constantly amazed him that someone with the limited experience Catherine had could be so good at what she was doing! Yet, every time she sucked his cock the feeling was incredible! It took all his concentration not to shoot the moment it entered her mouth, and that was a considerable amount of concentration. He'd had a lot of other women, both black and white, suck his cock before, including her mother, and yet this woman was the best of the bunch. Made him wonder what she'd think is she actually knew what was going on here. He looked at Carl as he continued his lapping of his wife's pussy. Pretty soon it would be time to switch positions with him and he'd then get his first chance of the night to eat that wonderful tasting twat for himself. As much as he loved to have his cock sucked, by either a man or a woman, eating pussy was something else he totally enjoyed and was looking forward to stabbing his tongue into that hot box once again. He especially loved the fact that Catherine kept herself shaved down there. That made eating it out that much more exciting. Catherine had gotten where she could now tell when either Jessie or Carl were about to shoot their loads into her mouth, and she could tell now it wouldn't be long before she got a nice hot load in her mouth from this wonder tasting black cock she was sucking on. It was then she concentrated on sucking even harder, moving her head up and down on the tool, using all the attention she had to cause more and more friction from her mouth and tongue until she was greeted with the sweet taste of Jessie's cum for her hard work. As each jet of cum shot into her mouth she swallowed greedily, not wanting to lose one drop of the stuff. Jessie knew this load was going to be a small one, after all he and Carl had sucked each other dry earlier in the day. He would still be able to shoot a few more loads before this session was done, but it would be less then he'd given her earlier in the week. He also knew she'd notice, but he was prepared to answer her in a way that might just shock her. After all, she still didn't know that he and Carl took care of each other with their mouths. The thought of fucking Carl never entered his mind though. He didn't get off by fucking other guys. All he wanted to do was suck a cock and have his sucked as well. He didn't want to fuck a man and didn't want a man to fuck him, either. Once his load was completely gone he noticed Carl had finished munching on his wife's,pussy and was sitting on his knees, watching as he'd shot his smaller load into Catherine's,mouth. "Well, you look like you had a good time down there," he told Carl. "Always, my friend. Always!" "Ready to change places?" "If you are." Without another word the two changed places, Carl now getting his uncut cock sucked and Jessie planting his mouth on the already sucked out pussy. Once he got his tongue to work on it though, it would be like a fountain that had sprung a leak. He knew how to get her to,cream on his mouth and, while he wasn't sure if Carl knew of it or not, he wasn't about to,share that secret with anyone else. It would be his to use alone. Once he planted his mouth over Catherine's gash he immediately went to her clitoris, lashing,it with his tongue and immediately bringing her to yet another roaring climax. Then he began to dig his tongue deeper into her hole, swishing around inside her with his talented,tongue, as he pulled her outer lips wider, giving him a greater access to her inner being. Already her juices were beginning to flow once more. Then he pushed his first two fingers into her ass! Immediately another rushing climax engulfed her, and her hips bucked against his head,as she jumped around on the mattress. She loved to feel his fingers in her ass, but that was,all. Like Jessie, she didn't want anything bigger then fingers in her butt. She knew she'd,probably be able to take a giant cock up there, but just the thought of it was enough to,dry her pussy for a month. It was only a short time after starting to suck on Carl that she felt him delivering his hot load,to her. Greedily she sucked his cock like she was sucking on a straw and it wasn't long before his load was also completely sucked out and he was once again dry. Carl hoped he'd be able to shoot at least one more load before the night was over. He was wanting to make sure he deposited at least one into his wife's pussy when it was his time to finally fuck her. Tonight Jessie was to get the first shot of fucking her and while he was doing that it was when they had decided to show Catherine that they were into sucking off each other. Carl had already gotten Jessie to just suck him a while, due to the fact he wanted to leave his load in Catherine's pussy. Jessie had agreed. After all, he was used to sucking Carl until he got his reward of hot cum. After getting Catherine to cum on his tongue at least 4 times Jessie settled back on his legs and was just in time to see Carl blow his load. He could tell by the way Carl tensed up that he was giving his hot release to his wife's mouth. He looked down at the pussy he'd just finished dining on, seeing his saliva still on her outer lips, along with what remained of her own juices. He had to smile. He never dreamed life could be so good to him. Not only had he managed to be able to fuck Betty and suck Edward, Catherine's parents, but now he was enjoying the fruits of their daughter as well. Along with her husband! What more could he ask for? He already knew that answer and tomorrow he'd start working on seeing his other dream become reality. Tomorrow was the day he'd start working with Neptune to get him to fuck Catherine. He was also hoping he'd get Carl to suck the dog's cock, too. Now that would really be something. Chapter 7 Going to the bathroom she took a quick shower, changed into clean underwear and put on the little bit of makeup she allowed herself to wear. After all, where was she going to go that she needed to fix herself up to impress someone? She'd spent almost all of her life on this farm, without going out too often, so why should she change now? Moving into the living room she found the box right where she'd left it, sitting behind the couch where no one else could see it. She'd have been embarrassed if Carl had found it while he'd been at home. Thank goodness he'd left on his business trip earlier in the day, long before she'd gotten up. She stood there and stared at the box as it sat there on the floor. Apparently she'd not closed it properly, since one of the flaps was slightly raised above the others. Bending down to fully close it she got a look at the materials inside and reached into it and pulled out the tape marked #2. She'd already gotten a look at the first tape and now her curiosity was beginning to get to her and she wanted to see what was on the second tape. She went to the television and tape player (Carl refused to get a DVD player, insisting they had enough video tapes of things to watch and also refused to buy DVD's of any kind), and gently pushed the tape into it. Picking up the remote from the top of the TV she went to her rocker and sat down, pushing the play button once she'd turned on the TV. The black screen was replaced with a picture of both of her parents. Her father's mouth was moving but she couldn't hear his voice and it was then she remembered to turn up the volume. Once she'd done that she rewound the tape so she could listen to it from the beginning. "Catherine, we wanted to share some of our experiences with you once you got older. If you're now watching this, without us being with you, then it means something has happened to us and Jessie has given the box of albums and these two tapes to you. We had every intention of telling this to you personally, before you and Carl got married, but the time never seemed to be right and your mother," who was standing next to him, "thought if we weren't able to tell you in person then this was the next best thing." "We knew you'd never believe anything Jessie would tell you, without us being there to confirm all he said," her mother continued. "We regret that we were unable to tell you in person, as your father has already told you, but we wanted you to know that we both love you very much and want you to be as normal as we are." "You call what you did on that first tape 'NORMAL'?" she thought to herself. Her father continued, "Your mother and I have a fairly active sex life, dear. There were never any doubts that we would, either. I know that your mother tried to instill in you that sex was bad, but that was only while you were younger. We didn't want to have to be told that you'd gotten yourself pregnant while you were either dating or in school. That would've killed us both right then and there. We didn't want a teenage mother to have the responsibilities of trying to raise someone not much younger then you were. All we had were good intentions for you, dear. Please forgive us if we were wrong." By now tears were streaming down her face as she finally realized what it was her now-dead parents were telling her. Sex wasn't nasty and it was something she could've learned to enjoy. Perhaps Carl had been right when he'd tried to get her interested in intercourse after they first got married. Oh, the things she'd missed all those many years ago. This time her mother again spoke to her, "Catherine, please realize that what you've already seen on the first tape and what you're about to see on this one are acts done by both of us. We were willing participants here and we enjoyed everything you're about to see. Some of what you'll see on this tape were considered taboo when we first got married and it wasn't till after you'd grown up that they were looked at differently. In some cases they were still not talked about openly and what we did, we did behind closed doors and they were known to only the very ones taking part in all of this. We trusted everyone to keep quiet about it and for the most part they did. I have no idea if anyone spoke about this or not, but I do hope if they did that it wasn't too bad for them after we were gone. I pray that you'll understand what you're about to see and I, or rather your father and I, love you very much and wanted only the best for you, dear. Please forgive us if something happened to us and we weren't there for you at this time." With that all said the tape returned to the black screen for a few moments and when the light returned Catherine found that the camera was once again in their bedroom and was trained on the bed itself. Lying on the bed was her mother, without any clothing on. She was spread out on top of the sheets with her legs spread wide open, giving her daughter a clear view of the slit between her legs. From the glistening effects she saw, Catherine could only guess that her mother was leaking her juices onto the sheets and she wasn't too far from the truth. She heard voices in the background but didn't recognize them. She was sure there were more then one, but she couldn't tell if it was her father or someone else in the room. Then one of the voices got louder and was telling her mother to reach down and spread her lips apart (she could only assume that the person meant for her mother to pull apart her vaginal lips) so that he could get a clearer view of what was inside. It was only then that Catherine realized what had been glistening inside her mother. Apparently she wasn't leaking her own juices, but rather the wetness inside her was the sperm that someone (presumably her father) had just shot inside her...... She found it hard to say the word. .......pussy! Without realizing it, Catherine's own pussy was starting to get wetter, as she watched what was happening in front of her. She still found it impossible to believe that her own parents would actually tape the events! "Justine," her heard her father say to someone outside the range of the camera. "It's time for you to get in there and clean up your brother's mess, don't you think?" "Momma! You wouldn't let a woman........" her thoughts trailed off as a very nice looking black woman entered the picture and she instantly recognized her as Jessie's sister! She watched as Justine got on her knees in front of her mother and then moved herself forward, until her face was directly in front of her mother's pussy and then leaned in closer and used her tongue to lick across her mother's pouting pussy lips! The camera moved in closer and got a clearer shot of what was happening. Catherine watched as Justine used her tongue to delve into her mother's gaping hole, licking her inner lips and pushing deeper into the wetness in front of her. The camera moved to a shot of her mother's face and from the look on it Catherine could tell she was enjoying what Justine was doing to her. She watched as her mother put her hands on Justine's head and pulled her closer, almost as if she were trying to pull the woman's head into her hole. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!" came the content moans from her mother's mouth. "Don't stooooooooooooooopppppppppppppppp, Justine. Eat that cum out of me. Let your brother know how much you enjoy eating his spunk out of me after shooting his load into this white pussy!" Catherine couldn't believe it was actually her mother mouthing those words. "We, have something else for you to do, sweetheart," she heard her father say. The cameras position again changed and this time it focused on Jessie, who stood on the side of the bed, naked with his huge cock hanging between his legs, waiting to take part in the vision before her. Jessie crawled on the bed and presented his semi-rigid cock for her mother and, as she watched, her mother took hold of the black cock in front of her. She pumped her hand up and down on that rigid tool, causing the excess foreskin to pull back from his pink cock head, and she could see the pre cum was already leaking profusely. She watched as her mother licked her lips seductively and then pulled Jessie closer so she could pull his cock closer to her face and closer to her watering mouth. It wasn't long before that black cock was moving into her mouth and sliding down her throat. Catherine's pussy was so wet it now left a wet spot, not only on her panties but also was beginning to soak into the rockers material. Also, as she sat there watching the events unfold in front of her, her right hand had moved to her chest, pulled down her blouse and pulled her left tit out of the bra she was wearing and began to twist and pinch her nipple. Without realizing what she was doing, Catherine was moaning softly as her hard nipple began to ache with desire for what was happening on the screen. She was wishing it was her on the screen and not her mother. _____________________________________________________________________________________ Catherine didn't hear the back door open and Jessie enter the house. She was too busy with watching the TV to notice. Jessie called her name several times before he heard Catherine moan in the living room. Once he got to the door separating the two rooms he saw Catherine sitting in her rocking chair, with her hand on her breast tweaking her nipple. He also noticed that she was watching one of the two videos her parents had left her. He'd already seen the material on them though. In fact, he's participated in most of the taping and now he was glad he had. It also saddened him though. Justine had only been in her mid 30's when all this happened and just 3 months before Edward and Betty had been killed in the accident, his sister had succumbed to breast cancer. She'd never even known she had it until it was diagnosed and when it was, it was too late for treatments. Her internal organs had been overtaken by the stuff and the cancer had just worked on her until there was nothing left to take. It had been painful for both of them. They'd always been close. Jessie stood in the doorway and continued to watch. Now he saw Catherine was moving her hand down the front of her body, moving slowly until it reached her belly and continued further down until he could only guess that her fingers had finally found their target and were stroking her clitoris. Her moans got louder and once he saw her shiver, knowing she'd reached a climax with her manipulation. On the tape he saw Justine busy licking and sucking on Betty's pussy, knowing how much she'd enjoyed doing it to her friend. Justine had as much fun sucking on a pussy as he did sucking on a cock! Both of them had been bisexual and, while never satisfying each other since they didn't believe in incest, they didn't have any reservations using their mouths and tongues on friends, like the James'. While he was tempted to interrupt Catherine's actions he knew he had other things to take care of first. Carl had specifically asked him to tend to the training of Neptune and that was going as planned. He'd come to the house to see if Catherine had need of him for the rest of the day, since he planned to work with the dog to see what he could get him to do. Now that he saw she was busy with the tapes he decided it was best to leave her alone with her tapes and whatever else she wanted to do. Regretfully he turned around and left the house, headed towards the barn and Neptune's continued training. _____________________________________________________________________________________ If she'd heard the door open or close, Catherine gave it no notice. At this time she was too busy stroking her clitoris and twisting her nipple, causing moans to escape her mouth with each stroke. She'd already cum four times, each one better then the last one. Opening her eyes, she noticed that something else was happening on the screen. Now it showed Jessie shoving his black cock into her mother, while sucking on her father's cock. Behind her father, Justine was licking his ass, and inserting her fingers into his rectum, causing him to moan with his own pleasures, much like she'd been doing lately. Only she didn't realize she'd been doing it out loud. She continued to watch the tape, watching as Jessie fucked and sucked her mother and sucked her father and while her father sucked and fucked his wife and sucked and fucked Justine and also sucked Jessie's fat cock. She didn't realize her father liked men as much as she did women. There were a lot of things about her parents she'd never been aware of. Where in the hell had she been when all of this had been going on? There weren't any dates or times on the tape, so she had no idea when each one was made. Not that it mattered, but she was curious. She didn't remember ever going anywhere so she thought the tapes were probably made while she was sleeping. How could she have ever slept through things like that going on in her own house? When the tape ended she ejected it and returned it to the box, this time making sure it was completely closed. She then took it to her bedroom and put it in her closet, on the top shelf and stacked things in front of it so that it wouldn't be found by anyone else. Later she'd dispose of it herself. First though, she wanted to have enough time to go through all the photo albums and see what was there. Perhaps she'd learn more about her parents once she went through them all. She didn't know for sure, but she hoped she would anyway. _____________________________________________________________________________________ Out in the barn, Jessie was working with Neptune, as he'd promised Mr. Carl he would. He stood in front of the huge animal, stark naked, with is semi-erect cock hanging in front of him. He'd already gotten the animal to lick on him and to take his cock into his canine mouth and swirl his tongue around it. It had taken several times to get the dog to not bite him, but in the long run it had worked and he was now ready to move to the next segment of this training. He got Neptune to lay on the hay, on his back, with his sheath pointing upward, his hardening cock slowly exposing itself. Jessie was quite impressed with what he saw, too. Reaching down to the sheath he pumped on it, until more of the canine cock appeared and, after several minutes of harder stroking, the cock was exposed for all to see. He quickly guessed it to measure about 10 inches and to be about 4 inches around, with a nice sharp point on the end of it. He sat on the straw beside the dane and continued to stroke the cock, until finally the know was also exposed which meant that the organ now measured almost 14 inches from the pointed tip to the base of his know. Not bad at all! The next step is the one he had looked forward to. He leaned over and took the tip of Neptune's cock into his mouth and began to suck on it. To him it was just another cock. It didn't matter that it was attached to a dog. As long as it was a cock he'd be willing to suck on it and to continue to do so until he was rewarded with the gushing cum shooting out of it. He loved to suck and swallow cum and he could never get enough. He'd had a midnight session with Carl before he went home and got some sleep. Jessie knew he'd be leaving that morning for another two weeks and he'd promised his boss that he would take care of not only Neptune, but also of Catherine. After all, he'd been fucking Catherine for a long time now and he'd gotten use to having his black cock buried in her hot, wet pussy. Just the thought of fucking her always got his pre cum leaking in great amounts and, on several occasions, he'd had to change his underwear because he'd leaked so much that it would threaten to work through his shorts and his jeans, leaving an embarrassing wet spot for all to see. He worked his mouth up and down on Neptune, taking his cock all the way to the back of his throat and deeper. He only stopped once the knot was slapping his face. He never stopped though. He worked that cock with his mouth, tongue and throat until he felt the animal begin to shoot his load. He knew better then to keep his mouth on the cock though. With a man it was different. A man shot a predictable amount of cum and could easily be swallowed by just leaving the cock in his mouth. With a dog though, it was a different matter. A dog shot loads of cum in a quantity that a man can only dream of. First the dog would shoot a pre cum that would lubricate the hole he was fucking, making it much easier for him to get his knot into the bitch he was fucking. Next, after his know expanded to plug the hole he was in, he'd start to shoot his cum. He would continue to shoot until his cock would start to shrink to its normal size and then, only then, would his cock be able to be pulled out. Once it came out any excess cum would spill out of the hole, but enough would remain inside the bitch to ensure she got pregnant with his puppies. But, that's only with dogs. With a woman his sperm can't get her pregnant and, unlike a dog's cunt, a woman's would be left gaping open, allowing the excess cum to spill out of her and onto the floor or the ground, where ever they happened to be at that time. Only when Neptune was shooting a lesser amount of his jizz did he again take the cock into his mouth and savor and also swallow what was left to shoot. He'd thought of allowing Neptune to fuck him, but just the thought of something that big in his ass was enough to reconsider the idea. After all, if he wouldn't allow a man to fuck him why should he let a dog? He would be happy to just suck and swallow. Once he was done Neptune got up and went to one of the corners of the stall and started to clean himself off. Jessie watched as the animal used his tongue on his own cock and wished he could do the same to himself. Over the years he'd tried many times to suck his own cock but it was always just out of reach of his tongue. Once or twice he did manage to get the tip of his tongue on the end of his foreskin, but only barely. He got up from the straw and left the stall, locking the door once he was outside and then went to where he'd laid his clothing and began to redress himself. Returning to his house, Jessie got something to drink and then fixed a light meal, just hot dogs and baked beans tonight. He wasn't very hungry, at least not for food! What he really wanted right now was a nice piece of Catherine's pussy and, before the night was done, he'd get some. "Knock, knock!" The unexpected interruption startled him. He wasn't expecting anyone, so who could it be at this hour. Opening the door he was surprised to see Miss Catherine standing there, wearing nothing but a blouse that was open and exposing her breasts and her shaved twat between her legs. "Miss........Miss.......Miss Catherine," he stuttered. "What are you doing here? And, why aren't you wearing anything?" "I just had to see you Jessie," she answered. "I've seen things tonight that I can't explain, but for some reason I know you have the answers I need." He ushered her into his home. The both went to the living room and sat next to each other on the over-stuffed sofa. With no hesitation whatsoever Catherine reached to his crotch and grabbed his already hardening cock. "Miss Catherine!" He was completely surprised by the move. "Tell me Jessie, did you like fucking my mother and sucking my father's cock?" "WHAT?" "I said, did you like fucking my mother and sucking my father?" "I know what you said, Miss Catherine!" "Well? Did you?" He decided to act as if he didn't know what she was talking about. "What do you mean, Miss Catherine?" "Oh, I think you know exactly what I mean, Jessie. I've seen the two tapes you brought to the house and I've seen you sucking my father's cock and fucking my mother's pussy." Right now she was so hot she reached to her pussy and began to stroke her already hard clitoris between her fingers, allowing Jessie to watch as she did. "Don't you want to do the same thing to me, Jessie? Wouldn't you like to fuck me?" Reaching with her other hand, she worked on his pants, undoing his belt and unfastening his button then pulling down his zipper. Once she was done there she worked his pants off his legs and then worked on his shorts, where his hard cock was beginning to poke out of the slit in front. When she saw her reward she leaned in closer and licked the tip of that amazing cock, drawing his skin down the back of her throat. Something felt familiar to her, but she couldn't quite place what that feeling was. Flashes were already going through her mind, telling her unbelieving self that she'd already had this cock in her mouth and her pussy before. She simply refused to believe it. After all, she would allow her husband to do things to her that she wanted to do to this man in front of her. She'd never felt like this before and if Carl had been home tonight he'd be the one getting all the attention instead of Jessie. Jessie was the only man available though and she remembered watching him on the tape as he fucked her mother and she just had to find out what it would be like to have that nice, fat, uncut, black cock fucking into her body. She couldn't remember that she'd already had that cock in her on numerous occasions. That didn't matter though. Right now all she wanted was to be fucked! "Jessie. I want you to fuck me with that beautiful cock of yours," she said matter-of-factly. "I want to feel that huge black tube inside of me and I want to feel your body against mine as you fuck me silly." "Are you sure, Miss Catherine?" "You already know I am. Why else would I be here, dressed like this? Or rather undressed like this. Of course I want this. Ever since I finished watching that tape today (she didn't know Jessie had spied on her earlier in the day and knew exactly what she was referring to) I've wanted to be fucked. Carl isn't here so it looks like you're elected to be the first man to fuck me, Jessie. I want to lay on your bed like my mama did on hers, with my legs spread as far as I can get them and then have you push that fat cock into my wet pussy. Do you want to fuck me, Jessie?" With that she leaned back on the floor and spread her legs apart and inserted two of her fingers into her own twat, twisting them and causing noises to erupt from there, showing Jessie just how wet she is and how eager she is to get fucked by him. It took all he had to not push her back and force his cock into her right there. "Well, Miss Catherine, if you really want to do this, I suppose we should go to the bedroom first, so we can do this right." Not needing another invitation, Catherine led the way to the bedroom and positioned herself in the middle of the mattress, spread her legs and practically begged him to fuck her right there. Jessie didn't need another invite at that point. Without any hesitation he got on the bed, grabbed her legs and forced them back until her knees were rubbing against her already rock-hard nipples and drove his rigid black tool into her with one swift movement. It bottomed out on the first penetration and in no time he was fucking in and out of her sloppy pussy. The wetness and warmth felt good wrapped around his cock and he could feel his pre cum already spreading around inside her. With each stroke it got easier and easier to get into her. Her juices, combined with his, make the fucking that much easier and the warmth of her tunnel was enough to make him shoot on his first thrust. He did his best to hold himself so that he wouldn't fill her up too fast. While he'd fucked her many times in the past, this was the first time he'd done it with her knowing what was happening. That seemed to excite him even more. In the past he had wished she'd know what was happening and he'd wanted to take her out of the trance and tell her. But, he decided that was something Carl would need to do and he never said anything to her about it. He'd make sure to bring this up to Carl though when he finally got back home and see what his reaction would be. No doubt he'd be as surprised as he was. After all, it wasn't like her to do something like this on her own, without anyone already planting the idea in her mind. "YEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!" Catherine shouted. "FFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK ME, Jessie! FUCK ME! FUCK ME! FUCK ME!" As she shouted to Jessie she wiggled around on the bed, causing his cock to hit places inside of her that he normally wouldn't even touch. The friction on his cock was almost too much and, before he could stop it, his cum was splattering her insides. And what a load it was, too! He didn't think he'd ever shot a load like this before, not even with Betty and Edward. His load pumped and pumped out of his balls until he was so drained he couldn't stay up any more and he collapsed on top of Catherine, trying his best to catch his breath. Never before had he been so drained by fucking someone. Not even Betty! "Is that all you've got in there?" she asked him. "From the tape I figured you were good for a couple hours good fucking. Guess I'll have to see what I can do to change that, won't I?" With that she got up on her knees, pushed him down on his back on the mattress, and proceeded to engulf his cock in her mouth, swirling her tongue around his cock head and stabbing it into his plentyful skin, snaking back and forth, also stabbing the tip into his piss hole. She sucked his excess skin down her throat and savored its taste. Using her teeth she gently nibbled the skin as she slowly pulled it out of her throat, until she got to the end of it and she once again swallowed it, pulling to down her throat again until his cock head entered the back of her throat and she sucked on it until she had all of his cock in her throat and only his balls remained outside her mouth. She nuzzled against is pubic hair, feeling it scrape against her lips. Jessie was in heaven now. The many times he'd fucked her and she'd sucked his cock, never has it felt this good. "Damn, woman. Where you learn to do that?" he asked. "I had a good teacher," she answered. It took a while for that reply to register and when it did he sat up on the bed, looking at her as if he'd just seen her for the first time! "You had a good teacher?" he repeated. "Yes, I did." "And who would that be?" he asked. "You." was all she said. "ME!" "Yes. YOU!. She sat on her haunches and stared at him. "I was sitting in the living room today, watching one of the tapes my parents left me. While I was watching them something kept coming into my mind and I started having flashes of events happening, but didn't remember. Then it dawned on me! Those flashes I was having were actually things that had happened to me in the past. The recent past, I might add. Suddenly I remembered having you in bed with me one night. I remembered you eating my pussy for the first time. I remembered sucking our beautiful, uncut, black cock and, most importantly of all, I remember you fucking that beautiful cock into my over wet pussy! I sat there for the longest time, thinking of what had happened. I began to remember more things." "What things?" he asked. "I remember you coming to me once when Carl had gone out of town and how you fucked and sucked me that night. I remembered sucking your cock and having you shoot your load in my mouth. I remembered doing it several times that night. I remembered you fucking me again and again and I just couldn't get enough of that cock. It stretched me to no end and it felt soooooo good to have you inside me like that. "I remember Carl also fucking me. I remember him acting like it was a big deal to fuck me. I still don't remember when it happened, but he did fuck me, didn't he?" "Yes, he did." "And when did all this happen?" "Are you sure you want to hear all this?" "Yes, Jessie. I want to know it all. So please, tell me." "Ok, but can we do it in the living room, please?" "Sure, but first can I clean up a little bit? I don't want to spread you all over the house," she said, referring to the leaking semen now streaming out of her. "You know where the bathroom is, right?" "Yes." "Ok, go ahead and clean up and I'll fix something to drink while I wait for you." They got off the bed with Catherine going to the bathroom and Jessie pulling on an extra pair of pants then heading to the kitchen to fix them both a glass of cold iced tea. After about 10 minutes Catherine joined him in the living room, planting herself in the huge lounge chair, while Jessie settled onto the sofa across the room. Nervously he looked at the woman he'd just fucked. A smile crossed his face at the thought of what had just happened and he began to tell her what she wanted to know. "It happened just after you parents were killed in that accident. It was about after the funeral when Carl got the idea of using hypnosis on you to get you to release some of the prissiness, his words, not mine, of yours and to release your inhibitions. He wanted to fuck you so bad that he could taste it. He was frustrated that you wouldn't do anything with him and he wanted you so bad he didn't know what else to do. I guess he thought that if he could get you to let yourself go that eventually you'd come to your senses and allow him to have his 'privileges' that were due to him." "Due to him!" "Again, his words, not mine. "Why did he think my having sex with him was his due?" "That I don't know. I only know he was frustrated at not getting any and he didn't want to go out of the house to get it, either." "So, he's never cheated on me then." "Not that I know of." "And what's that supposed to mean?" "Well....................." "We've gone this far, Jessie. Please tell me." "Ok. I assume you've seen both tapes I left with you." "Yes, I have." "Then you know about me and your dad then, don't you?" "You mean sucking each other's cocks? Yes, I know." "Well, me and Mr. Carl have been doing the same thing for almost a year now." "And who started this?" "I did. I confronted him when I learned of what he'd done to you and told him if he didn't do what I wanted I show pictures to you so that you'd know what he'd done to you." "Pictures!" "There are no pictures, Miss Catherine." "But he believes there are, doesn't he?" "Yes, he does. I've never told him any different, either." "And don't!" "I wasn't planning to." "What else has he got planned for me?" Jessie looked at her. He was torn between his respect for Mr Carl and his need to tell her what was being planned out in the barn. "Tell me, Jessie!" she demanded. It was the very first time she'd ever raised her voice to him and it startled him for the moment. He didn't know what to do and it was only then that he decided it wasn't only time to tell her, but to also show her as well. It was time to get Neptune to fuck her for the first time! "Are you sure you want to know, Miss Catherine." "Why?" "Well, I don't think you'll believe." "Is it something I'll like?" "If we go about this the right way, I think you will." "Have I ever done it before?" "Not that I know of." "Well then, tell me! We're not going anywhere until you tell me first!" Again her tone of voice let him know that she wasn't kidding. She meant it! "Mr Carl wants you to fuck a dog!" There, he'd told her. He watched her face, anticipating her reaction. Distaste! Loathing! Instead, he saw nothing like that. What he did see startled him more then it appeared to startle here. She smiled. "Really?:" she asked. "Really!" "And I suppose that's why he got Neptune, isn't it?" "Yes, it is." "Where is he now?" "We keep him in the barn. He has his own pen and I've been working with him for almost a month now." "A Great Dane, right, Jessie?" "Yes, mam. And he's a big dog, too." "Take me to the barn, Jessie." "Let me get dressed and get you a pair of shoes to wear out there. No telling what you might step on out there." She waited while Jessie went to his room to get a shirt and an old pair of flip-flops for her to wear. When he returned to the living room she had her blouse buttoned and was waiting for him. She slipped her feet into the flip-flops and they went to the door, Jessie opening it to allow her to leave first. On the way to the barn they talked some more. "Jessie, I want you to know that I don't hold anything against you for this. It was Carl that got this all started and I just want to let you know that I appreciate you being honest with me tonight. Right now I'm upset that Carl would do all this, but I'm also thankful for what's happened, too." That surprised Jessie. "What do you mean?" "Until I looked at those tapes I never realized what I'd been missing. That was one of the reasons I came to you place tonight, dressed like I was. I wanted to see for myself if I could actually do something like this. I wanted to see if I really was a prude! I wanted to prove to myself that I had sexual needs, too. I wanted to be aware of the things being done to be. I wanted to be a willing participant in all this and I wanted to see if I'd really enjoy it as much as I thought I might. Is that strange to you?" "No, it's not. I've always had the feeling that deep inside you were aware of what was taking place here. There were a few times I could look into your eyes and see that something wasn't right, but I wasn't sure what that something was. I was torn to tell you and torn to keep the secret that only Mr Carl and I shared. I guess I was being selfish, but I wanted to believe that it was for the best. I wanted to be a part of your family like I was a part of your parent's family. I thoroughly enjoyed being with Edward and Betty, in a sexual way. The same went for my sister as well. Justine was comfortable with both of them, especially your mother. They had a lot in common and got along like two sisters." "What about you and daddy?" "Mr Edward and I got along like father and the son he never had. He told me things he wouldn't tell Miss Betty. We shared a bond that only two men can share, our taste for cocks and for pleasuring each other like a woman just couldn't do. In some ways it opened doors for your parents. Your mother didn't like to suck on your father, but after seeing me doing it to him she changed her mind and decided to try it. After that your father couldn't keep his cock out of her mouth once he got undressed. It was the first thing she'd do for him and the last after they finished fucking each other." "What about Justine and my mother?" "Justine was a lesbian from the beginning. Back then there weren't too many around these parts and once she learned that your mother wanted to try something different, Justine thought about getting with her to see how she'd like being with a woman for a change of pace. From the first time Justine used her mouth on Miss Betty your mother was hooked and it wasn't long before she wanted to try it and Justine was just the woman to let her try. They got along real well and it hurt Justine a great deal when she lost both of them. She passed away about a month before your parents had the accident and you mama grieved for her for a long time. Your father did, as well. While Justine was a confirmed lesbian it was your daddy that got her to like sucking on a man's cock. At first she wouldn't even try it, but your mother talked her into trying it and she became an accomplished cock sucker that you daddy swore rivaled what I did for him." Tears ran down his face as he talked about his sister and Catherine stopped him and gave him a huge hug before they got to the barn. "Thank you for telling me all this, Jessie. I do appreciate your honesty on all this. I wonder what my husband would say right now if he knew I now know what he did and how I'm taking it all." "I have no idea, Miss Catherine. I just don't know." "Well, I know one thing for sure, Jessie." "And what would that be, Miss Catherine?" "Tonight I'm going to learn how to fuck Neptune. And you're going to help me and we're not going to say a word to Carl about any of it. Right?" "Right, Miss Catherine. I won't say a word." With that they both entered the barn and went to the stall where Neptune was kept. Chapter 8 By the time Jessie and Catherine got to the stall where Neptune was kept he was up against the gate, his tail wagging, happy to see Jessie again, and sniffing the air and the scent that radiated from between Catherine's legs. Yes, Neptune knew what was going to happen next and he was looking forward to it. His canine cock was already beginning to expand and expose itself below his belly. Jessie saw Neptune's cock as soon as he entered the stall, already dripping with pre cum and steadily getting longer. He didn't say anything to Catherine, whom he'd left on the outside of the stall until he was sure Neptune wouldn't be too brisk with her. After all, the animal had not yet see her before and he just wanted to make sure the two of them would get along well. "It's ok, boy," Jessie said to Neptune. He knelt down on the straw in front of him and began to scratch him behind his years. Neptune seemed to like that a lot and instantly sat on his haunches and let his tongue sag from his open mouth, his tail still wagging in welcome. Catherine stood outside the stall and witnessed what happened between Jessie and Neptune. Jessie had asked her to wait till he was certain the animal was calm enough for her to enter. He asked that she just watch him and to pay attention to what he was about to do. She'd told him she would. So, there she stood, outside the stall, still wearing the blouse she'd worn to Jessie's place. As she watched Jessie had Neptune lay on his back, his legs sticking up in the air with his belly exposed. For the first time she could see his cock exposed and marveled at its size. She thought Jessie and Carl had big cocks, but Neptune's make both of them look small in comparison! She'd never seen a canine cock before and its shape amazed her. Instead of a well-defined head at the end of the cock, Neptune's came to a point. She wondered what it would feel like one inside of her pussy. Since she'd fucked Jessie earlier she found it easier and easier to use the proper words for what had happened to her, as well as what was to come. While she still didn't remember a lot of the things that Carl and Jessie had done to her, the flashbacks were getting clearer all the time and she was able to put the pieces together until the puzzle was almost complete. As she looked into the stall she saw Jessie grab Neptune's cock and slowly jack it back and forth, causing it to grow larger in length, as well as circumference. Its size rattled her for a moment and she actually wondered if the whole thing would be able to fit inside her. Without knowing it, her right hand had traversed the distance between her hips and pussy and was now stroking her exposed clitoris, bringing shivers from her impending climax. Catherine gasped when she saw Jessie licking Neptune's cock. She continued to watch as the cock disappeared into Jessie's mouth, too! She knew Jessie liked to suck Carl's cock, but she never would've dreamed that he'd also like sucking a dog's cock as well. Her mouth hung open when she realized he was not only sucking the cock, but had also swallowed the whole thing, as hid lips were now almost touching his knot. Behind the knot she could see the animal's balls and it appeared as if they'd been drawn into his body, because they didn't appear to be as large as when she had first noticed them. Jessie wasn't paying any attention to Catherine any longer. He was lost in the feeling of sucking Neptune's cock once again. When he's sucked on it earlier in the day he'd realized just how much he liked it. Almost better then sucking on Mr. Carl's, only this time there was no foreskin attached, as dogs don't have any, and instead of feeling that excess skin slide down the back of his throat, the pointed end drove deeper into him, achieving depths he'd never gotten before by sucking on a man's cock instead. As soon as his lips touched the knot he knew he'd finally succeeded in swallowing the whole organ and his own cock grew rock hard at the thought. He could also tell his own pre cum was leaking in streams and he reached for himself, rubbing that moisture around his cock head and starting to jack himself off. Already he could feel the start of Neptune's pre cum being pulled out of the cock, and the taste was as it had been earlier but this time there was a sweetness that hadn't been there earlier. Maybe it was just the fact he was getting use to tasting it. Yeah, that had to be it! What else could it be? Outside the stall, Catherine was in the midst of her first climax since entering the barn. She'd moved from stroking her clitoris to jamming two, then three of her fingers as deep into her pussy as she could. Now she sat on the straw, still cumming on her fingers, watching the spectacle in front of her. She watched as Jessie continued to suck Neptune and now she also noticed he was stroking the knot as well. Just from the appearance and size of it she knew that Jessie would never be able to get it into his mouth, so she reckoned he was stroking it to provide a stimulus, to get Neptune to shoot his load into his mouth. After what Jessie though might have been an hour or more he felt Neptune start to shoot his load. He knew better then to keep his mouth on the cock, even with it stuffed halfway down his throat, so he pulled off somewhat reluctantly. After all, he didn't want to choke with that cock in his mouth. He wanted to be able to taste his reward and knew that the only way that would happen would be if his mouth were open in front of the shooting organ. Just as he backed off the first shot hit him in the middle of his face, clogging up his nose for a moment and causing him to hold his breath. After the initial shock Jessie leaned closer and opened his mouth again, this time the next shot hit him squarely in his mouth and dribbled down the back of his tongue and his taste buds got their full share of it. After the third shot he knew it was now safe to once again take Neptune's cock into his mouth. He was rewarded with smaller shots and they weren't as powerful as the first few and now he was able to take the cock partway into his mouth and suck on it while it continued to unload. Jessie's mouth didn't move one bit and he didn't pull off again until he realized that Neptune was no longer shooting cum. Only then did he pull back and allow the animal to turn over and crawl to a corner of the stall and clean himself off. Jessie sat there and watched, then he remembered Catherine sitting outside the stall and turned in her direction. When he couldn't see her he almost panicked, thinking she'd been reviled by what she'd just witnessed. Instead, he found her passed out on the straw right where he'd left her. Her right hand was still between her legs, with her fingers still inside her pussy. He guessed that she'd been fucking herself with her fingers as she watched him suck Neptune. Leaving the stall, Jessie went to the well outside the barn and drew some of the cool water. Back in the barn he used his hands to withdraw a little at a time and pour some of it into Catherine's open mouth. Once she started to come around he rubbed the coolness into her skin, around her breasts and between her legs. In about ten minutes Catherine was sitting up again, drinking water this time. "How many times have you done that since he's been here?" she asked Jessie. "This is only the second time. The first was earlier today." "WOW!" was all she could say. "What did you think of it?" he asked her. "Probably one of the hottest things I've seen in my life! Did I ever do anything like this for you and Carl?" "No, you didn't. Carl let me know that I wasn't to fuck you in the ass, and to tell you the truth I never intended to. I don't go that way and I refuse to push anything on any one else, especially if I know that don't like it. "Now, I have a question for you." "Ok," she replied. "Do you remember using the cucumbers on yourself?" Catherine laughed. "Yes, I do remember that. It was probably the only thing I did, sex wise, without being under yours or Carl's control. I'd learned that a long time ago when I'd accidentally walked in on my mother at a much younger age. She lying on her bed, naked as a Jay Bird, with her legs spread wide open and she was shoving that cucumber into her pussy like there was no tomorrow. I never told her that I'd seen her, but from the way she was acting and moaning out loud I figured it was something she enjoyed. I vowed right then to try it when I had some private time to myself. I got that time about a month later, when mama and daddy went into town for the day. I took one out of the icebox, used the potato peeler mama had and removed the small knots on the outside and make sure it was real smooth. Once that was done I went to my room, made sure the door was closed and locked, then got undressed and did the same things I'd seem mama do. It took some doing but I finally got the whole thing inside of me and discovered how wonderful it felt there. Soon after that I made sure that I took a cucumber out of every picking and fixed it for myself. Eventually I made sure that the sharp spikes were removed and only the knots remained on the outside and I learned those knots could be just as pleasurable as my fingers. I think I like the feel of them inside of me more then my fingers." She laughed at the last remark. Jessie noticed that as she spoke her eyes were darting back and forth to Neptune's stall. He knew she wanted to get in there and do things with Neptune and that he'd be the first one to witness whatever happened. He would never let Mr Carl know what happened tonight, either. That was the agreement he'd made earlier tonight with Miss Catherine and he intended to enjoy this moment for as long as he could. "Do you think you're ready to go in there?" Her nervousness showed as she glanced into the stall one more time. "Are as nervous as I am?" she asked him. "Only a little bit. After all, I've already done things with him since Mr Carl brought him home. I'll be here and make sure nothing happens to hurt you." "You sure?" "Yes, mam. I'm sure. Once we get started there will naturally be some pain, when he first penetrates you, but I think you'll be able to handle it with no problem. After all, if you can take me and Mr Carl a cock like that should only be a challenge, right?" "I.......I.......I guess so," she stammered. She walked back to the stall and looked inside. Neptune was still in the corner, still licking himself, but his cock was no longer visible. She guessed it had shrunk to its normal size once again. She could already hardly wait to see it again and to actually feel it in her hands for the first time. "Are you really sure I can do this?" "Miss Catherine, you and I both know you can do anything you set your mind on, don't we?" "Yes, I guess we do. Nothing's held me back before, so why should it now?" "That's the Miss Catherine I know!" Jessie moved to open the stall for her, but she stopped him. "Please. Let me do this myself. I want to do this but, while I appreciate you being here to watch out for me, I think the first step is mine to do alone, don't you?" "Are you sure?" She laughed. "Now who's hesitating?" He laughed with her and stood back, allowing her to get to the gate. He watched as she opened it and stepped inside for the first time. Neptune watched her, as well. He'd never met her before, but his instincts told him that she'd be gentle with him, and his instincts had never been wrong in the past. He didn't move, allowing her to come to him, which she did. Once in front of him she knelt down in the straw and reached out to let him get her scent and to get use to her presence. He stretched forward and sniffed her out-stretched hand, noticing the scent he'd been aware of earlier. He allowed her to pet his head and to scratch between his ears. "His coat is awful soft, isn't it?" "Yes. I just washed him earlier today, after we'd finished out first session. I like it when he smells clean and I think he liked me washing him, too. He didn't fuss one bit. In fact, he sat in the tub and let me wash and rinse him without a fight." Neptune laid on his side, jacking up one of his hind legs. He knew instinctively what she was here for and he showed her he's allow her access to his groin and sheath. "Go ahead, Miss Catherine. Stroke his belly. That's what he's waiting for. You see how he laid down and exposed himself to you? He's letting you know it's ok." Without looking up she stroked his chest, between his front legs and trailed lower until her hand was on his belly, her fingers only inches away from his sheath and it's hidden goodies. She felt herself getting wet between her legs and opened them slightly, getting a little more comfortable in the process. Neptune got a good smell of her pussy after she'd opened her legs and his cock was already beginning to react to that aroma. Catherine moved her hand closer to his sheath and then noticed his cock was already beginning to appear. She turned to say something to Jessie and for the first time noticed he'd already entered the stall, closing the gate, and was standing off to her right side, sitting on a stool so he could get a better view of what was going to happen. He smiled at her but otherwise didn't say a word. He already had his pants down around his ankles and his cock was standing at attention between his legs. He'd already started to jack himself and she could see his abundant skin slide up and down on his cock head. She smiled, but didn't go over to him, as much as she'd wanted to. She stayed right there next to Neptune and moved her hand closer until she finally felt his sheath and gripped it, feeling the cock within getting harder and longer. The tip was already exposed and there was moisture at the tip of it. She used her left hand to dip the moisture off and then brought it up to her mouth, where she licked it off, tasting Neptune's juices for the first time. She like it. She again looked over at Jessie, again pulling moisture off the cock and again licking it off as he watched her. She noticed his stroking was getting faster, too! She laid her head on Neptune's belly, where she could get a good view of his cock as it exposed itself completely. It was amazing to see it happen up this close. She pulled his sheath all the way back to his balls, exposing is small knot at the same time. She guessed it wouldn't get bigger until he was ready to shot his load. Once he was totally exposed she moved her right hand to the organ and actually felt it fully for the first time. She wrapped her fingers around it, and was surprised (somewhat) to see that it was indeed bigger then either Jessie or her husband. When she held Jessie or Carl her fingertips were able to touch, but not with Neptune. There was a gap of about an inch in between them. Then she noticed the sniffing for the first time. Neptune had his head up off the straw and was sniffing the air, in the direction of her pussy. Was he smelling her excitement? She hoped he was. Already her juices were flowing from her twat, dripping into the straw below her. Sitting on the straw she spread her legs and, without saying anything, invited the animal to get closer, to see if he liked what he was smelling. It didn't take long for Neptune to take her up on the offer. He crawled towards her, on his belly, and once he got closer to her pushed his nose at her twat and took a long smell of her scent. He liked what he smelled between her legs and crawled even closer, this time sticking out his tongue and swiping it along her outer lips, finally tasting her. Catherine swooned and had to use her arms behind her to keep herself from falling backwards into the straw. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" a long moan escaped her lips. "Damn! Damn! Damn! I've never felt anything like this before," she said out loud, to no one in particular. And that was just Neptune licking the outside of her pussy. He hadn't even stabbed into her yet. Jessie smiled, continuing to stroke his cock. This was going to be good, and he could hardly wait to see her lying on the straw, Neptune's tongue between her legs, with her yelling out how good it felt. Yeah, this was definitely going to be a great night! _______________________________________________________________________________________ Carl tried to call Jessie that evening but could never get a hold of him. The last time he left a message, asking him to call him back as soon as he had the time. He left the number in his hotel room and then went to dinner. _______________________________________________________________________________________ Jessie was startled when the extension in the barn rang. He wasn't expecting any calls tonight and decided not to answer it. If it were important who ever it was would leave a message and he'd return it tomorrow morning. _______________________________________________________________________________________ When Neptune's tongue did slide into her all she could see were stars and firecrackers going off in her mind. The first time his tongue hit her clitoris she thought she'd die from the climax it brought to her. That climax was so hard she almost passed out from the sheer pleasure of it. Carl and Jessie had eaten her out, at least that's what she could determine from the flashbacks, but apparently they'd never done anything like this to her. Damn! If only she could fully remember what had happened to her when she'd been with one, or both of them. These flashbacks weren't helping, either. All they did was give her pieces of a much larger puzzle. The pieces she had put together didn't tell her much and she had to guess at what many of them meant. So far she'd apparently been right, but she still wanted to know it all. She wanted to know once and for all just what had transpired between her and her husband and her and Jessie. She couldn't really be mad at Carl. After all, all he was trying to do was get what he felt was due him. She apparently hadn't made it easy for him so he'd had to take extreme measures to get her to 'perform' for, and with, him. She still didn't completely understand how Jessie had gotten into all this, but that didn't bother her. She'd willingly fucked him earlier and had enjoyed it immensely. As she lay there on the straw it was hard to keep still. Neptune's tongue was as deep inside her as Jessie's cock had been earlier. In fact, it seemed like it was going deeper into her, reaching places that no cock had so far. And the way he moved it around inside of her!!! That was what so different. With Jessie's or Carl's cock inside her there was only one way for it to go -- in and out! With Neptune's tongue, it was drilling into places deep inside of her that had never been touched. NEVER! She could feel the end of that tongue swirling around her cervix! "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" was all she could manage. It was like her vocal cords were paralyzed and no words would form. Her body moved around on the straw, causing small welts to form on her back, the back of her legs, and even her butt, but she took no notice. If there were any pain associated with those welts, she didn't feel it. She was lost in the fulfillment of her desires and her climaxes were one after the other. She'd lost count of how many times she'd already cum. Nothing, yes NOTHING, mattered but the pleasure she was receiving from this wonderful animal. DAMN! What had taken her so long to finally find out that sex was good? Why hadn't Jessie gotten those tapes to her sooner? Hell! Why hadn't her parents been straight with her from the beginning, while she was still young and could enjoy the feelings now coursing through her body? Too many questions and no ready answers. When Neptune figured out all of Catherine's juices were gone he pulled back from the open pussy before him, sat up, and waited. Once Catherine noticed the exquisite feelings were gone, she opened her eyes and sat up, leaning back on her elbows. She was looking right into Neptune's eyes and could only shake her head. Then she noticed something else was wrong. Glancing to her right she saw the stool Jessie had been sitting on was now empty and Jessie was once again by her side, this time kneeling down and offering his hard cock to her. Without any hesitation whatsoever, she grabbed that piece of uncut, black man meat and engulfed it, swirling her tongue around the inside of his skin, licking up his collected juices, whatever was left from his pre cum. She already loved sucking his cock, but the flavor of his juices excited her even more and it wasn't long before her own juices had returned and once more Neptune had his head between her legs and was licking and sucking on her while she sucked on Jessie. Jessie didn't let her suck on him long. After only a few moments he withdrew and backed up. Now it was time for her to return the favor for Neptune. He had Neptune lay on his back and looked at Catherine and nodded. She knew automatically what she was to do. No need for any questions. Now it was time to suck her first canine cock and she was looking forward to it. If Neptune can bring her to a climax, it was the least she could for him, so she crawled over to his prone body, again took his sheath into her hands and wasn't surprised to find it was easy to get his cock out, since it was already quite hard and just waiting for what was to come next. Inching closer to the now-exposed cock she stuck out her tongue and made contact. Whatever she'd been expecting, this wasn't it. She'd expected to be grossed out by the thought of a canine cock in her mouth, but was pleasantly surprised to find she wasn't revolted at all. Except for the feel of the cock, with a point instead of a rounded cock head, nothing felt any different. A cock is still a cock, no matter what it's attached to, she thought. She swirled her tongue around the pointed end and was pleased to find that due to the point it was much easier to swallow this cock then that of either Jessie or Carl. In fact, it slipped into her throat with no difficulties at all. She'd thought it would be harder to take it all in, due to the thickness, but that wasn't the case. I slid into her throat like her throat had been made for that cock. Since the cock was sheathed when not in use for fucking a bitch, it appeared as if it was constantly coated with his juices, much like an uncut cock was. With those thoughts she smiled to herself. She still loved the feel of the two cocks she already had experience with, but with this one there was something different and she knew she'd enjoy this cock as much as she wanted to, whether anyone else was with her or not. Neptune could be her own secret when she was home alone, which wasn't often, but it would be something she could do and be fully aware of it. That's what made it so good! Without any problem she took the whole length with no problems and as soon as she came to the knot she stared bobbing up and down, wanting to see what it would be like to have a dog shoot into her mouth. "You'll have to be careful once he's ready to shoot his load, Miss Catherine," Jessie warned her. "When he's ready to shoot you need to pull off his cock or you'll choke on the first shot. Believe me, I know from experience. Did you see how I pulled off earlier?" It was a rhetorical question and he hadn't meant for her to actually answer him. He just wanted to warn her so she wouldn't be caught unaware and get hurt for it. While she understood what Jessie was telling her, another part of her was telling her to ignore him and to continue what she was doing. She found out real fast though that what he'd told her had been the truth. When Neptune decided it was time to shoot she was caught completely off guard. Her mouth filled up with the first shot, and she started to panic, but Jessie was there beside her in an instant, giving her advice on what to do. "Pull back, Miss Catherine. Pull back!" Finally, something got through to her and she pulled off the cock, even as the next load went right into her throat and on to her stomach. She help her breath for a moment, not even aware she was doing it and the almost pulled a load of the next shot directly into her lungs. Luckily, Jessie pulled her back, as she fought it, and she was soon off the exploding dog cock and once again able to breathe. "I tole you to back off," Jessie almost shouted at her. "This is your first time, Miss Catherine, and you didn't know what to expect this time. That's why I tole you to pull back! You have to listen to me. If you don't something's going to happen and you'll quickly lose control of the situation and get hurt." After she caught her breath, Catherine looked at Jessie, still pulling in oxygen to her hurting lungs. "Thank you, Jessie. I don't know what happened." "I do," he answered her. "You lost control of your feelings. You got caught up in sucking Neptune's cock and completely lost track of what was happening. "I........I........I.......I'm not sure. I think I did, but it didn't register." She stopped gasping for breath and once again was breathing normally. "Thank you, Jessie. I appreciate your help." "That's what I'm here for. To help you get use to this." "Have you ever been with a dog before, Jessie?" "No." "Then how do you know what to do?" "I've seen a lot of porno movies with women and dogs. One Mr Carl decided it was time to get you a dog, I pulled out all those old tapes and paid attention to them. I mean, really paid attention! I had watched them at one time with the sole purpose of getting off with masturbation, but for some reason I never got rid of the tapes. I kept them for later reference. Now I'm glad I did. "One of the tapes was actually a 'how to' with dogs. That's the one I watched the most. This one was a step-by-step instruction of how to suck and fuck a dog. I thought I'd worn out the tape, I'd watched it so many times. I almost fell to the same temptation you did the first time I sucked Neptune. But there was a voice in the back of my mind that brought me back to reality and I pulled off Neptune right before his first shot. The second one was just as strong and the third one less so. With the fourth shot I moved closer to the cock and let it shoot right into my mouth and with the next one I was able to out it back into my mouth and that time it was easier to swallow without the fear of choking. All I'm asking you is to please listen to me and please, take it easy the next time. "That would be letting Neptune fuck me, wouldn't it?" "Yes, it would. Again, do you think you're ready or do you want to wait till tomorrow?" "We're here, Jessie. I want to do this before I lose my nerve." "Will you listen to me this time?" "Yes, I'll listen to you." "Ok, then let's get this started. It's getting late," looking at this watch he could see it was almost midnight and he wanted to be in bed, and have Catherine back in the main house, but 2 am. "How am I supposed to do this," Catherine asked him. "I've already fixed up something for you." With that said Jessie went to the next stall and returned with a small bench, covered with a foam mattress and secured below it. "What's that?" "This is what you'll lie across while Neptune is fucking you." "But, I thought he'd be on my back?" "He will be, Miss Catherine. He will be. I just want to play it safe right now. With the bench you'll have some support while he's on you. Otherwise, you'll have to hold his weight on your back all by yourself. This is a great dane. He's a big dog and he'll be heavy, so I want you to get use to the weight first. Later we'll do it without a bench, but for right now this is for your protection. "Neptune!" Jessie called. The animal came across the stall and sat in front of the two of them. "Now, Miss Catherine, I want you to lie on the bench, on your knees with your butt facing this way. Be sure to spread your legs just a little bit, so he'll have easy access to your pussy. Once you feel his weight on you, don't panic. The bench will give you support and you'll be fine. Once I have his positioned on your back, with his front legs wrapped around your waist, I'll take hold of his cock and direct it into your pussy. At first you'll feel a lot of pressure, but since you've fucked both me and Mr Carl on a somewhat regular basis, you should be stretched enough for no problems. If there are problems please let me know and I'll pull him back as much as I can and try to limit his penetration. I'll warn you now though, once his cock gets inside of you he'll most likely start to hammer right into you. It's not like fucking me or Mr Carl. Once a dog starts to fuck it's worse then 'wham-bam-thank-you- mam'. He'll try to push you forward and knock you off balance, but remember, I'm here and I'll do what I can to keep you from harm." "Ok," Catherine stammered. She walked over to the bench and positioned herself as Jessie had instructed. Once she was there Jessie took Neptune by the collar and walked him over to her. He let her sniff her ass and open pussy then he let go of the collar and Neptune dove right into her pussy with his tongue. He licked her from clitoris to ass hole, eliciting moans of pure pleasure from her. Her pussy was already wet from anticipation and from wanting to feel that huge cock inside of her. After a couple of climaxes she felt Neptune pull back and, for the first time, begin to climb onto her back. His nails were sharp and left welts on her sides, but the pain didn't register. She was so into what was about to happen that she didn't pay any attention to the pain. She felt the sudden weight on her back and, for a moment, almost screamed. Jessie was right there though and calmed her down. She listened to him tell her that she'd be just fine. To just lie there and let it happen. Once Neptune was situated on her back, and Jessie let her know everything was fine, he reached between the two of them and grabbed the dog cock and pulled it towards her pussy. "Are you ready?" After a few short intakes of breath she answered she was and it was then she felt the point of that canine cock, all hot and slick with his pre cum, at the entrance of her tunnel. "I'm going to let him go, Miss Catherine. I've already told you what to expect, so try and relax and let it happen. You'll be fine." "Ok." Jessie pulled the cock to within an inch of the hot, waiting pussy, then let go. The heat from the woman's pussy let him know he was close enough to his target to get penetration on the first try, so he rammed his hips forward and felt the hotness of her envelope him rigid tool. Once he was inside of her his instincts took over and, as Jessie had told her, he started a rapid pumping, forcing his cock into her. It wasn't slow and it wasn't easy, as it had been with Jessie. This was brutal. This was savage. This was the way Neptune fucked all his bitches. This was nature at its purest form. This was sex like she'd never experienced before. The pounding drove the breath from her lungs and she had to struggle to breathe again. Once the moment of panic passed and the feeling of his full weight on her back was accustomed to, she let herself go and began to understand what was finally happening to her. At first there was pain, and plenty of it! But, again, Jessie had warned her of that. She had figured the initial stabbing would be painful, but she wasn't prepared for the extent of that pain. It felt like someone was trying to still a small watermelon into her pussy. After a couple of stabs though the pain lessened and her juices once again began to flow, making the movement of his cock in her much easier. "Are you ok?" she heard Jessie ask. "I think so," she answered. "How does it feel?" "I've never been this full before, Jessie. Never! But it's starting to feel better and he's moving easier with each stroke." She said this between breaths, as the humping of Neptune continued and still pushed air from her lungs, but at a lesser rate then at first. Looking beneath the two figures Jessie could see the canine cock pump in and out of the wet pussy before him. He could see Miss Catherine's juices flowing out in little streams. Just like when he fucked her, her juices were running full, allowing the invading cock easy, lubricated movement inside of her pussy. He also noticed the knot was getting larger and he gripped the back of Neptune's cock to keep it from entering her passage. "Miss Catherine, I've grabbed Neptune's cock at the knot. It's starting to get bigger and that means he's trying to tie you." "Tie me? What's that mean?" "When a dog gets ready to empty his load into his bitch his knot gets bigger and enters the pussy. Once it's inside it swells even larger and prevents the cum from leaking out. This way he's sure to get enough cum into the bitch to get her pregnant. Eventually the knot will shrink and will come out of the pussy on its own, but I'm not going to let that happen. You've proved you can take all his cock, but I don't think you're ready for the know. At least not yet. Once that knot get inside you and locks in, you're tied to him until the swelling goes down and it plops out." "Really?" "Yes, mam." "How long would be 'tied' like that?" "It can take anywhere from 15 minutes to an hour for the knot to go down enough to come out." "AN HOUR!" "Yes, man. An hour. That's why I want to keep the knot out of you this time." "Thank you, Jessie. What would I do here without your help?" "You'd be stuck to Neptune for up to an hour," he laughed. As the two of them chatted about the knot, the humping continued at the same rapid pace he's set on the first penetration. He'd not slowed down at all and Catherine was feeling it. Her lungs hurt from having to gasp air so often. The weight on her back, even though supported by the bench, was still heavy on her and her back was beginning to hurt as well. Her pussy felt like it was almost raw due to the friction from the driving cock and her knees were also getting week and what she wanted more then anything else at that time, was to be able to sit down for a while. Her mind was beginning to wonder but she soon realized that Jessie was now standing in front of her, his rigid cock in front of her face once again. She knew immediately what he wanted and took his tool into her mouth. For a moment she forgot the pounding Neptune was giving her and focused on the cock in her mouth. After a few minutes though, she felt Jessie pull out and go behind her once again. Jessie got behind the two figures just in time. He quickly reached between Neptune's back legs and grabbed his cock again just in front of the knot. He'd stepped in front of Catherine for a few moments, realizing she was getting tired and offered her something to take her mind off what was happening. He'd succeeded for a couple of minutes but then soon realized that the frenzy of Neptune's fucking had changed and that could only mean one thing, he was getting ready to unload his sperm into her. He had to act quickly to get behind them, grab the knot, and prevent him from forcing it into her pussy. He was just in time, too. "OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! JESSIE!!!!! HE'S SHOOTING INTO ME! "I know, Miss Catherine. You ok?" "YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS! OH, GOD! This is soooooooooooooooooooooooooo good, Jessie. Sooooooooooooooo Gooooooooooooooddddddddddddddddddddddddddddd! I don't want it to stop. You hear me, Jessie??? I don't want it to stop!" "Yes, mam. I hear you." And he did. She was screaming loud enough to alert the nearest neighbors, and they lived 20 miles down the road! He watched as Catherine jumped on the bench, causing it to move on the straw, even though he thought she'd never be able to move it while Neptune was on her. He'd been wrong. Catherine jumped all over the place with each shot of cum into her. The force from each shot felt to her that if she opened her mouth it would shoot all the way through and end up on the stall wall in front of her. After the first couple of shots though, the force settled down and she could feel her pussy fill up with the hot liquid. It felt so good inside of her and she wished she were a little bit bigger down there so she'd be able to hold it all inside of her. After about 10 minutes though, she began to feel his load leak from her and run down the back of her legs and pool on the straw below. After another 10 or 15 minutes she felt Neptune pull back and his cock popped out of her well used and well lubricated pussy. It was more a relief then anything else. Next she felt the weight move from her back and she was able to breath a little easier for the first time since the fucking had started. With each drawn in breath she felt better and better. When she felt she was able to, she backed off the bench and sat down on the straw, ignoring the stabbing in her thighs as she did. That didn't matter right then. What did matter was that she was able to sit down and to breath again. She sat in the straw and first looked at Neptune and then at Jessie. "Thank you, Jessie," was all she could say. "You're welcome, Miss Catherine. I'm glad I got to witness this first, before Mr Carl did." "I'm glad, too, Jessie. Carl owes me a lot for what he did to me. For what the two of you did to me, but I'm able to forget and forgive. I'll do this for Carl, too. But not because he wants me to. I'm going to do it because it's what I want to do. I loved fucking Neptune. I loved sucking his cock. I loved having you here to let me suck your cock while Neptune fucked me. I loved the whole experience, as if you didn't know." She laughed at the final remark and Jessie joined in with her as well. "When's Carl due back, Jessie? Do you know? He didn't tell me." "I think it's gonna be another week or two, Miss Catherine, but I'm not sure. I know he was going to be away for a while and I was to make sure Neptune was trained enough so he'd be ready to fuck you when he got home though." "Well, Jessie, I'd say you succeeded with your training, wouldn't you?" "Why, yes. I would say that it was successful." They sat in the stall and laughed for a while. Once things settled down they left the barn and moved towards the main house. While there wasn't a chance something would happen to her, Jessie still wanted to make sure she got home safely. Since it was early the next morning, and there was a chill in the air, Jessie loaned her the overalls he kept in the barn. Catherine thanked him for being so good to her and went into the house to get cleaned up, to get a lite snack and then was off to bed. "Hey Jessie! Where you at, old buddy? I just called to see how the training is going with Neptune. I'm not gonna be home for another two weeks this time. A client's asked for another set of meetings and I've got to meet with him and his company to get all the arrangements worked out on this contract. After that I should be home for about a month to six weeks before I have to leave again. Here's my number, 555-786-0009. That's my cell so give me call in the morning, before 9, please. If you can't call then wait till about 6 tomorrow night and we'll talk. Thanks, Jessie. I appreciate this." The call ended. Looking at his watch, Jessie could see it was 1:39 am and he was dead tired. There was nothing important he had to do later this morning, so he decided to sleep in and he'd call Mr Carl at the later time and tell him all about the training he'd given Neptune so far. Chapter 9 The next couple of weeks went by as if they had been greased. Catherine and Jessie spent much of that time out in the barn and in the main house as well. Once Jessie was sure Catherine and Neptune were used to each other he suggested they move to more comfortable quarters and it was Catherine who suggested they take things to the main house. It initially took Neptune a couple of hours running around the interior and sniffing at everything until he felt safe inside. While Neptune did his searching and getting familiar with the place Catherine and Jessie retreated to the kitchen and prepared something for them to eat. While Catherine sat at the table Jessie stood at the stove, fixing some scrambled eggs and bacon. He'd asked Catherine to wait on the toast until the bacon was ready, that way it wouldn't be cold once they sat down to eat. As soon as he put on the eggs, after plucking the last strip of bacon from the skillet, he gave her the go ahead and it only took a few minutes to get the toast ready. By the time she was done the eggs were done, too, and they both sat down to enjoy the meal. It was only a few minutes after they sat down the Neptune joined them and curled up under the table while they ate. "Jessie?" Catherine asked. "Yes?" "I want to thank you for letting me know what's been happening to me all this time. I had no idea Carl was doing all this." "Well, Miss Catherine, I was getting tired of it anyway. I'd talked to Mr Carl plenty of times, asking him to just tell you what was happening but he refused to even listen to me. The last time I brought it up he stormed out of the barn and came up here. I don't know what he did after that." "Well I certainly have no idea." "Miss Catherine, I've been doing a lot of thinking on this and I want to know how you'd feel about something." "I'm listening, Jessie," she answered, before gathering more eggs on her fork and placing it into her mouth. "Now I don't want you to get mad at me, but I've been thinking about this real hard lately, and I want to make a suggestion. But, only if you're ok with it." "I told you to go ahead, Jessie. How am I to know what you're thinking if you don't tell me?" They both laughed. "I want to plant a new key word in your memory, Miss Catherine. Only this one will be know to both of us and Mr Carl won't have any idea of what we've done. You'll still respond to the one he uses, but from now on you'll be totally aware of what's happening to you. You'll still have to do what he suggests, but this time you'll come out of the trance knowing what happened. How's that sound?" Catherine thought about it for a couple of minutes, still eating as she did. The silence between them made Jessie think that Miss Catherine wasn't going to like it. "Oh well," he thought, "I had to try." When she finally spoke, it was just what he'd hoped to hear. "I like it, Jessie. I like it. When could we do this?" "Any time you want to, Miss Catherine. All you have to do is let me know when you're ready." "Well, wouldn't it be better if we do this today? Carl will be home tomorrow and I'd like to be able to remember the things he has me do for him. As well as for you," she added. She smiled at him and Jessie could tell she was picking on him. The past two weeks had been nice between them. They'd shared so much and not once had he had to use the key word to get her to do any of it. She'd fucked and sucked both him and Neptune like there was no tomorrow and she'd seemed to enjoy it each time they'd gotten together. Even when Neptune wasn't with them they still had a good time. "As soon as we finish here and get the kitchen cleaned up we'll do it," he told her. They ate the rest of their meal in silence. ______________________________________________________________________ From the reports Jessie had been giving him he realized that Neptune would be ready to do things for him once he got there. He could already envision the sight of Catherine laying there with the huge dog licking between her legs at that naked snatch, with his tongue dipping deeply into pussy, pulling out all her juices with each lick. His cock was getting harder in his pants with each thought. He'd almost pulled it out and jacked off while driving, but considered it too dangerous. After all, he wasn't wanting to cause a wreck. He was wanting to get home to his wife, and the dog, and watch as he had her suck and fuck the great dane. ______________________________________________________________________ "OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, Jessie! EAT THAT PUSSY, JESSIE! EAT IT!!" Catherine was lying on her bed, Jessie's head between her wide-spread legs, enjoying his oral treatment on her soaking wet pussy. They'd been at this since finishing the clean up in the kitchen. As soon as they'd gotten to the bedroom Catherine and practically raped him! She jerked off his robe and went right to his hard cock, quickly taking as much of it as she could deep into her throat, using her tongue on the sensitive head located beneath all that loose skin! "Damn!" he thought. "I could lay here all day and let her do that to me. I ain't never had a woman blow me like this one." On the other hand, Catherine was thinking along the same lines. "I could suck this black dick all day long," she thought. With each up and down movement on his cock she took it deeper and deeper into her throat, clasping it against the top of her mouth with her tongue, sucking as much of his skin into her throat as she could. It was his foreskin that excited her more then actually sucking his cock. Every time she got it past the back of her tongue she'd have an orgasm, getting wetter and wetter with each suck. She finally had to stop, pull him out of her mouth and lie back on the bed, inviting him to use his mouth on her for a change. She loved the way he sucked her clean and she'd pull her legs further back until her knees were touching her aching, throbbing nipples, drawing moans of pleasure from her. She patted the mattress and Neptune soon joined them. He'd done this often enough to now know what they expected of him. He sat on his haunches close to his mistresses head and sat still as she reached for his sheath, his canine cock already emerged and ready for his participation in what was happening. Once he felt her hand around his cock he knew it was time to move closer and he did just that. When he'd gotten in place, his cock was right in front of her face, close enough for her to move her head a little closer and to engulf his cock into her mouth. He loved that feeling almost as much as actually fucking her. When Catherine felt he heat radiating from that huge piece of meat she leaned forward just enough to get his cock into her mouth, where she quickly slathered it with her tongue, feeling all the bumps and ridges along its length. She enjoyed the feeling of having this canine cock in her mouth. While she loved sucking Jessie she got a bigger thrill sucking on Neptune. His cock was so different then Jessie's was. With the point at the end of his cock head it was so much easier to deep throat him and he slid down the back of her tongue and into her throat with ease, not even eliciting a twitch from her gag reflex. Even the first time she had taken him into her mouth the gag had not happened and she realized that she'd love sucking his cock any time it was available for her. She pulled back a little bit and used her tongue to wrap around the cock, getting a taste of the whole thing. She could feel the leaking juices from his piss hole and greedily sucked it all down, enjoying the taste as well as the feel. She could feel Jessie between her legs sucking her off as well. While his tongue wasn't as long as Neptune's, he still knew all the right spots to hit and he'd not missed a one since he started sucking her out. "OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH YYYYYYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!" she moaned around Neptune's cock. It was so deep in her throat that it was impossible to actually mouth the words, but she still want to make her feelings known to her two lovers. She felt Jessie pull back from her loins, leaving a void where his mouth had been. "You ready for a good fucking, Miss Catherine?" he asked her. He was already kneeling between her open legs and she could feel his cock head pressing against her opening, which was so wet that she knew she'd hardly feel his entrance to her depths. All she could do was nod, knowing Jessie would realize it was impossible for her to actually say anything at this time, so that's what she did. As soon as she felt his length in her she knew he'd see the movement of her head and didn't need to actually hear her say the words. It felt good to feel his width inside of her yet again. Between the two of them, Neptune and Jessie, she still didn't know who she enjoyed fucking the most. All she knew was that they both felt good inside of her and she wished there was a way she could actually get them both inside of her at the same time. Little did she know that she was about to find out! Jessie pounded into her. She could feel his cock head hammering against her cervix and it felt so good! Carl's cock could also beat her cervix, but for some reason it always felt better when it was Jessie doing it. With Neptune it was even more different. It actually felt like his canine cock's tip was probing into her cervix, which always brought moans of pleasure, along with a little bit of pain, from her. She fully expected Neptune to blow his load directly into her uterus one of these days. Good thing it was impossible for him to get her pregnant. Jessie pulled out of her and the emptiness left her craving to be filled again. "Turn over on top of me, Miss Catherine," he told her. She actually hated it when he called her 'Miss Catherine' these days, but no matter what she told him, he continued to call her just that. He explained that it wouldn't be right to call her anything else and have it slip out in front of Mr Carl. In a way she agreed with him, but then again, she wanted him to just call her Catherine, but he wouldn't do it. She'd live with it though. Jessie was now lying on his back, his hard cock pointing up into the air. For a moment she considered sucking on him again, but she wanted to feel him back inside of her so she straddled his hips and slowly descended until his cock head once more entered her depths. She took her time, feeling each vein on his cock as he once again entered her pussy. "Damn! That felt good," she thought as she finally settled on his hips with his entire length inside her again. Jessie pulled her forward, until she was lying across his chest. Her hard nipples rubbed against his, causing his to get hard as well and the friction between them kept them in constant arousal. He never knew he could get such enjoyment from his nipples! He wrapped his hands around her back, causing her ass to stick up in the air and then he patted her ass, indicating to Neptune that he was to mount her. When Catherine felt the added weight on her back she almost panicked. "Don't worry, Miss Catherine. I think you're going to enjoy this part." "What are you doing, Jessie?" she struggled to move but he held her fast. "I've been wanting to try something for a while now and we're going to see if it can be done." "What?" she demanded to know. "I'm going to see if Neptune can fuck you as I fuck you." "You mean......" "Yes. I'm going to see if I can get his cock in your pussy while I have mine in there." "Both of you at the same time?" "Exactly!" "OOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" was all she could manage. Her dream was about to be tried and she was willing to lay there and see what happened next. Neptune was doing his best to find the right hole to stick his cock into, but it felt like it was already occupied. He'd almost stuck his cock into her ass when he felt her pull away. Wrong hole! Maneuvering her hand between her and Jessie, Catherine was able to reach back and grab Neptune's cock, pulling it forward. With Jessie under her it wasn't as hard as she thought it would be and she soon had a good grip on Neptune's cock, pulling it closer and closer to her black-stuffed pussy. She had to make sure that the canine cock entered her on top of Jessie's cock. Any other way would be impossible and she so wanted to feel the cocks of both her lovers inside of her at the same time. She couldn't stand the idea of a cock in her ass and she was now determined to make sure Neptune settled in with Jessie. With Jessie's next thrust she pulled Neptune closer still and finally got his cock head into the position she'd been trying for. The next thrust brought her up, opening a small space on top of Jessie's cock for Neptune to fit into. Without a wasted movement, she pulled Neptune closer still and managed to get his cock head into that small opening. Neptune didn't waste any time! As soon as he felt the warmth of her pussy he drove forward, pushing his cock into the opening, sliding it along the cock already in place, forcing himself deeper and deeper into the wetness of Catherine's pussy. Now Catherine knew what it was like to really be stuffed with cock! She now had Jessie, as well as Neptune, in her pussy and the volume of cock inside of her stretched her to limits not known before. While there was some pain, it was tolerable and she soon become accustomed to the feel, as well as the pressure generated by the two cocks inside of her pussy. Her abundant juices were forced out of her with each thrust of the two. Their rhythm took a while to synchronize and after a couple of minutes they were each thrusting in and out of her at the same time. Occasionally there was a missed beat but they soon got going again. With each mis-thrust there would be a moment of pain, but that soon disappeared when the two males finally got going and didn't miss a beat. Catherine had felt that she'd once been full with only Jessie's or Neptune's cock in her, but now she knew what it meant to be full for the first time in her life. The pressure never relented. It was there. Constantly! While both cocks were in her the pressure would be there and she would have to live with it if she wanted the enjoyment she was now getting! For the first time in her life - that she knew of - she was full of cock and felt good about it! As he lay there, enjoying the feeling of Neptune's cock rubbing against his, Jessie wondered why he and Carl had never thought of doing this to Catherine! Perhaps he'd suggest it to Mr Carl when he got home. He wondered if it would feel any different then it did now? "Only one way to find out," he thought. He made a mental note to mention it to Mr Carl when he got home tomorrow. Inside of Catherine he could feel the juices of Neptune already coating her and it eased the friction between his cock and her inner walls. He imagined it was the dog's way of making sure he could fuck his bitch and not hurt himself in the process. Jessie gave a small prayer of thanks for the sexual workings of the dog. He'd never have leaked enough pre cum for the lubrication needed. The two continued fucking her with a wild abandon. Each thrust bounced her on top of Jessie and beneath Neptune. Her stomach was beginning to feel a little bit of unease with the movement of the two, but she adapted to it and soon realized just how good it felt to have the two in her at the same time. She could feel the combined juices of her, Jessie and now Neptune begin to drip out of her stuffed pussy. She could only imagine it as the combined juices dripped from her and settled on Jessie's balls. She'd have to lick those balls once they got done to see how well all their juices mingled. The thought brought a climax to her and she shivered in her release. Jessie felt the shudder and asked, "You okay, Miss Catherine?" "I......I......I'm fine, Jessie," she stuttered, as the bouncing rattled her and made speech difficult. "You sure?" "Ye......, yes.............yes.........I'm fine," she managed. Then it hit her! Her first cum with both cocks inside of her. "IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII'MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM CCCCCCCCCCCCCCUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUMMMMMMMMMMMMMIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!" she screamed! Her body became rigid with the climax and, at the same time, both cocks shot off inside of her. She could feel the added pressure of the combined release and they filled her as no one ever had before. The combined shots spurted out of her, since there wasn't any real room in there for it to stay there. With the two cocks taking up 90% of her insides the juices didn't have any other choice but to come out. By the time they finished the bed sheets beneath Jessie were completely soaked and would have to be changed and washed! Neptune was the first one to get off the bed. With him and Jessie both fucking Catherine at the same time there was no room for his knot to get into the wet pussy and therefore his knot had swelled outside of her pussy and the dog now retreated to the far side of the room to clean himself and allow for this knot to shrink. On the bed Catherine and Jessie were still joined together, allowing the accumulating fluids to drain out of the well fucked pussy. Both of them were too tired to move and Catherine lay there in a daze, reliving the moments of earlier. As she lay there their accumulated sweat united and she almost slipped from Jessie's chest, as a thin film now lay between them. When Jessie finally moved they actually slid apart, with Catherine on the right side of the bed and Jessie still somewhat in the middle, closer to Carl's side of the bed. The sheet beneath them was soaked with their combined sweat, as well as the combination of all their juices. Thank goodness for the rubber mattress cover, which would keep the wetness from staining the mattress and having to replace it. "Well?" Jessie asked. "That was soooooooooooooooooooooooooooo good, Jessie," came the reply, between breaths as she fought to regain control of her breathing. "I'd wondered what it would feel like, or if it was even possible, to have two cocks in me at the same time. Now that I know we can do it I'll have to admit, I want to do it again!" "Would you like to try it when Mr Carl gets home tomorrow? I mean, me and him at the same time." "I'll have to think on that one, Jessie. With the size of you two I don't know if I could take both at the same time. At least with Neptune he was a little smaller in size and, after some getting used to it, I was able to handle both of you." "I don't know," came the reply. "I think you could handle both of us with little or no problem at all." "You think so?" "Hey, didn't think I could do it with Neptune until I tried it. Now that we know you can, and I can, too, I think this is something we'll be doing much more often in the future." "I think you're right." They both laughed and then fell into a deep sleep, awakening some 4 hours later. ______________________________________________________________________ When Jessie woke up he realized he was in the bed by himself. Looking across the room he found that even Neptune was gone. Slowly he got up, went into the bathroom and took a quick shower. He was sticky with all those semi-dried up juices all over him. Once he got out of the shower he put on the robe he'd worn earlier and headed down stairs. He'd have to make sure to keep a clean set of clothing available up here at the house for occasions like earlier. All he'd worn up here today was the robe and he didn't want to parade around it just that. Not that they were expecting any company, since they hardly had any, but it would be nice just the same to have something to clean when they finished their sex sessions. He heard Catherine before he had even finished climbing down the stairway. "OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH." It was coming from the den, so he headed that way, trying to keep as quiet as he could so he wouldn't interrupt anything. He already had an idea of what was happening in there. Sure enough, once he got to the door way, he say Catherine sitting on the couch with her legs spread wide and Neptune feasting on her pussy. "Damn!" he thought, "That woman never gets enough any more. I think she's gotten hooked on that dog's tongue and cock!" He stood there, in the doorway, and watched as Neptune brought her to an orgasm and she pushed him away. But, only long enough for her to get on the floor in front of him, push him down on his back and to reach for his already exposed cock. Taking it into her mouth she sucked on it until she heard the dog whine a little bit and she backed off a little bit and swirled her tongue around his cock. Something told her she had company so she opened her eyes for the first time and saw Jessie standing in the doorway, jacking his uncut cock, which had gotten hard. Her mouth never left the canine cock as she watched and, as Neptune unloaded a small load of his own, watched as Jessie cupped his free hand and caught his load there, instead of shooting on the floor, for which she was thankful. It would've been hard to explain that one! She continued to watch as Jessie brought his hand up to his mouth and ate his own load, causing her to wish he'd saved it for her instead. After a couple of minutes Neptune retreated from the room and they could both hear him in the other room as he drank from his water bowl. Jessie came into the room and the two of them sat down together. "We have to give you a new key word now, Miss Catherine." "Yes, I think you should. How are you going to do it?" "I'll say the old key word and get you in the trance and then give it to you. I'll also explain that only you and I will know it and that when you hear Mr Carl use the old one what you'll do then." "You ready, Miss Catherine?" "I'm ready, Jessie." "Buttermilk." Catherine slumped to the back of the couch, her eyes closed and ready for whatever it was Jessie was going to tell her. "Miss Catherine? Can you hear me?" "Yes, Jessie. I can hear you." "Good." He sat there for a few minutes, thinking of what he was going to say. Once he had it all in mind, he told her. "Miss Catherine. Whenever you hear either myself and especially Mr Carl say the word 'Buttermilk' you will go into your trance, as you usually do. Things will be different though. When Mr Carl uses that word you will not only go into a trance but you will be slightly awake. You'll be able to remember everything that happens, no matter what Mr Carl might tell you. You'll remember all the things you do, all the things Mr Carl or myself or even Neptune do to you. You will act as though you're still in a trance and not do anything to make Mr Carl think differently. Do you understand, Miss Catherine?" "Yes, Jessie. I understand." "Repeat your instructions to me, please." Catherine did and Jessie was completely satisfied. He woke her up and they sat there for a while. "Thank you, Jessie. I want you to know how much I appreciate all this." "You're welcome, Miss Catherine. I've wanted to let you in on all this for some time and now you'll finally be able to remember everything you do once Mr Carl uses the key word on you." "Did you give me a new key word?" "No. I didn't think it was necessary." "Why?" "If you're going to remember what would be the need to?" "That's true. Hadn't thought of it that way." "Well, Mr Carl will be home tomorrow and we'll see what happens. Won't we?" "I reckon we will. "Jessie, there's one more thing I want you to do for be before we get done here." "And what would that be, Miss Catherine?" "I want you to fuck me one more time!" Chapter 10 Carl was due home any time today and Catherine wasn't really looking forward to it, either. So much had happened the past two weeks and learning what her husband had been doing to her had really upset her. She wasn't sure if she wanted her husband back home or not. She'd enjoyed herself, having finally learned the things that had been done to her by both Jessie and Carl, but she'd already forgiven Jessie and fucked him almost every day since learning the truth. She enjoyed feeling his body on top of her, beneath her, even behind her and her recent encounters with Neptune had been enjoyable. Perhaps the most memorable moment had been the double fuck by Jessie and Neptune the other day. She'd wondered what it would feel like to have two cocks in her at the same time and she'd gotten her wish. Just thinking about it now started her juices to leak from between her well-shaved pussy. She reached under her housecoat and inserted one of her fingers into herself, tweaking her clitoris, causing a small moan to escape her lips. "Damn!" she thought. "What I really need now is a nice, hard cock to satisfy myself." She brought her finger to her mouth and licked off her own juices, still marveling at tasting her own body fluids and wondering, perhaps for the one hundredth time, what it would be like to have a woman in front of her now, so she could get between her legs and feast on her pussy and perhaps have hers eaten as well. Her fingers returned to her pussy and, this time, she inserted three of them as deep into her as she could, trying to get in further with each stroke. She also used her thumb to flick her clit at the same time and it wasn't long before she had the much-desired orgasm. While it wasn't as satisfying as having a cock inside her, it helped to relieve some of her tension. Jessie had gone to Jefferson hours ago, needing to get groceries for the house and to do some personal things that he'd refused to tell her about. Now she wondered what it was he had needed to attend to. It was only now that she realized just how little she really knew about the man who now fucked her on a regular basis. But, then again, what did she need to know? Not a thing, really. She was confident she'd be happy as long as she allowed him to fuck and suck her on a regular basis, and she wasn't about to turn him down. She was as addicted to his uncut cock as he was to sucking off Carl, and she knew he enjoyed that a lot, whether he admitted it or not. In fact, she enjoyed watching the two of them together. It always left her so wet that neither one of them ever had a hard time getting their cocks into her pussy. Only she didn't remember the times she'd been with the two of them. It was just her imagination working overtime. All she had were the memories of what Jessie had told her. She could hardly wait for Carl to get home and use his keyword on her for the first time since Jessie's hypnotic suggestion to her that she'd remember all the events with Carl now. Yes, she was looking forward to that one. She heard a truck pull into the drive, next to the back door and she realized that Jessie was home. She went to the back door and, sure enough, there was Jessie already unloading the supplies. She stood in the open door way and opened her housecoat so he could see her nakedness, her slick pussy inviting him to come in and fuck her one more time before Carl got home. What she really wanted to do, and had denied herself while he'd been gone, was to go to the barn and work on Neptune by herself. She still remembered the first time his canine cock entered her pussy and her juices once again began to flow, this time running down her leg and gathering in her slipper. "I've got to quit doing this to myself," she thought. "I've got to learn to control these urges, especially once Carl gets home. He mustn't suspect a thing." "Now that's what I like to see when I get home," Jessie told her, as she held open the door for him to enter, his arms filled with grocery bags. "And what's that?" she asked him. "An invitation to fuck the most desirable woman in the county," he answered. Catherine was embarrassed and turned a bright shade of red. They both heard the noise of a car approaching the house and Catherine quickly wrapped her robe around her and disappeared into the house. Jessie knew where she was going, so he didn't say anything. She was headed to the bedroom to get something on before Mr. Carl got closer to the house. While he knew that Mr. Carl would be please to see his wife like that, he's warned Miss Catherine not to do anything out of the 'normal' while she was around him. He explained to her that they should try and act like nothing had happened while her husband had been away. When Jessie got back to the truck he found Carl already at the truck, sitting on the lowered tailgate. He seemed to be out of breath and he mentioned it to him. "You ok, Mr. Carl?" "Just a little tired, Jessie. It's been a long time on the road this time and I'm more tired then I thought I'd be. Need to catch my breath. I should be fine in a little while." Jessie also noticed his boss was a little bit pale. "Are you sure?" he asked again. "I'm fine, Jessie. I'm fine. Just out of breath. Don't read something into it that isn't there." "I'm not, Mr. Carl. But I've seen things like this before, and nothing good came of it." "And what was it you saw, Jessie?" "You're acting the same way Old Man Wilson did three years ago." "John Wilson?" 'Yes, sir. The same man. I was with him once when he was out of breath and he ended up having a heart attack. It eventually killed him, too, sir." "I remember how he died, Jessie. But you don't need to worry about anything. I'll be fine." "Just concerned, Mr. Carl. Just concerned." "I appreciate it, Jessie. I really do," he repeated when he saw the look of doubt on Jessie's face. "Tell you what I'll do, Jessie. I'll call Doc Conners tomorrow and make an appointment for a checkup. Will that help?" "You do what you gotta do, Mr. Carl. I just worry about you and Miss Catherine. What would she do if you weren't here?" "You worry too much, Jessie. Just wait and see. Doc Conners will give me a clean bill of health and then we can forget all about this. Right now all I want to do is get into the house and enjoy some of the air conditioning." Jessie stood aside, allowing his boss to get off the tailgate and head towards the house. He didn't like what he saw, as Mr Carl limped to the house and, still breathing hard entered into the back of the house and disappeared into the cooling shadows. ______________________________________________________________________ One year ago Carl had made an appointment with Doc Connors. He hadn't been feeling well for some time. There were occasional chest pains and he was more tired then he'd ever been. In a way it scared him. Jessie had been after him for some time to see the doctor, and now he decided it was time. As he waited in the outer office Carl flipped through a five-year-old copy of FIELD AND STREAM, not really reading but trying to keep his mind occupied and away from thoughts of his health. He already had diabetes, but he was only taking a pill a day and the doctor had assured him a daily shot wouldn't be needed right now. "Thank goodness for that," he thought. "I'd like to keep this from Catherine, so she doesn't worry about me." "Carl," called Doc Conners, from the open door. "You can come in now." Getting up from his seat he walked across the room, passed the doctor, and entered the examining room that had been indicated to him. Once inside he sat on the side of the bed and waited for the doctor to join him. "So, Carl, how are you feeling today?" "To be honest, Doc, not too good." "What's the problem?" "My chest's been hurting lately and the pains have been lasting longer and longer. I'm also tired and have problems sleeping at night." "Is that all?" "It's all I'm aware of, if that's what you mean." "Ok. Let me take your blood pressure and run a few tests and we'll talk in my office once we're all done here." Still sitting on the bed, Carl opened his shirt as Doc Connors put his stethoscope in his ears and moved to listen to his patient's heartbeat. First he listed to his heart, then he listed to the intake of breath to the lungs. "Seems ok on that end, Carl." Carl only nodded, not wanting to interrupt the doctor's train of thought. Next the doctor drew a little blood, to be examined later, and checked his reflexes. "Ok there, too," he told him. In truth, Carl hated medical examination, always had and always would. In fact, it had been over 10 years since his last visit to the doc's office, and that had been when he'd broken his fingers while doing repair work on one of the tractors. It had been a silly mistake and it could've been a lot worse. Thank goodness Jessie had been there helping him. The whole examination took about thirty minutes, during which time he was asked many questions, which Carl answered as best he could. This was another part of the examination he hated, answering all these personal questions. "Ok, Carl, we're done here. Go ahead and get dressed and come to my office once you're done." "Ok, doc." As he buttoned his shirt he thought about what he was going to tell Doc Connors once he was in the office with him. He knew for certain that none of this was to get back to his wife. He didn't want her to worry and, quite frankly, he was worried enough for the both of them. He felt sure that the doc would tell him not to work so hard, and he thought he could handle that. He only had two more years before he would retire. He'd already decided that years ago. Would he be able to curtail his traveling? He didn't honestly know. He loved that part of his job, and the benefits were well worth the time spent away from home, and Catherine. While he didn't need the money, he still loved to work and didn't want to be idle for too long. He knew retirement was something he couldn't avoid, but he wanted to delay it as long as he could. Slipping into his loafers he left the exam room and headed towards Doc Connors office, knocked on the door and entered. Doc Connors indicated a seat in front of his desk and Carl sat there. "I'm not too happy with the results I'm seeing here," he started. "I'd love to get you to slow down and take it easy for a while." "Yes, Doc, I know you would, but I've got a job to do and there's no one else to do it. You know I like to keep busy." "I know you do, Carl. But you need to listen to me, just once. From the readouts from the tests I did, I find your heart is getting weaker. How many chest pains have you had lately?" Carl thought for a moment. Should he lie to the doctor and give a fewer count, or should he continue to be honest with him. He decided on honesty. "Four that I can distinctly remember." "How long ago, Carl?" "I had two last week." "Bad ones?" "No. Actually they were fairly light, in comparison to the earlier ones." "Well, what I'm seeing here is that each attack is getting worse and they appear to be angina, which can be classified as mild heart attacks. I'm going to give you some nitro glycerin and I want you to keep it with you at all times. When you feel an attack coming on place one of these under your tongue. Sit down for a while, take it easy. Drink plenty of fluids. Most of all, take some time off from work." "Now we've already discussed that part, doc." "I know we have, but I mean it, Carl. You could have a major heart attack and were would you be then? Probably dead or disabled. Do you think Catherine would be able to take care of you? Or Jessie, for that matter? They're both old. Jessie's older then you are." "I know that, doc. Believe me, I know that very well." "So what are you going to do then?" "I'll take some time off for a while. I'll rest up, continue to take my medications and try to slow down a little bit." "That's a good start, Carl. But, what about retiring?" "Two more years, doc. Two more years. That's all I need to get someone else trained to take over the business. Once that's done I'll hand it all over to him and I can retire happily and spend the rest of my life with Catherine and the farm." "I seriously doubt you'll have two more years, Carl, if you don't do something right now." "Listen, doc. We both know I'm an old man, but I've worked hard all my life and I don't intend to just chunk it all in a day, or even a week. Hell, not even in a year. I want to do this right and it's going to take at least two more years. Once all is done I'll gladly sit back and relax for the rest of my life." "Obviously I'm not going to talk you out of this, am I?" "No, you're not." "Then what am I to do with you, Carl? You won't listen to me so all I can do is throw my hands up in the air and shake my head! You always were heard-headed, just like your Father-in-Law!" "I know. I do want a favor though, please." "And what would that be?" Doc Connors felt he already knew the request, but waited to hear if his thoughts were correct. "I don't want Catherine to know about all this." "But Carl, she's your wife! She should know all of this. She's got a bigger right to know, whether or not you'll admit it. I know for a fact that she's worried about you." "And just how would you know that?" "I've had a couple of talks with her over the past year. She's worried about you, and your health. She already knows about the diabetes." "Only because I had to tell her about it. I had to make changes in my diet due to the diabetes and she had to know." "As your doctor you know I can't discuss anything with anyone, regarding your health, without your permission." "Good! Let's keep it that way." They sat and chatted for about an hour longer and then Carl finally left the office, headed back to the house. He knew he should feel better, but somehow he didn't. ______________________________________________________________________ Catherine was in the bathroom, just getting out of the shower, when she heard Carl enter the bedroom. He dropped his suitcase on the bed and collapsed in the chair next to his closet. His breathing was still hard and he began to wonder if Jessie might be right. He'd been having a problem with his breathing lately and, truth be known, his chest had begun to hurt about a week ago. He hadn't paid any attention to it, thinking he'd overworked himself and, with a little rest, he'd be fine soon. "How you doing, Carl," Catherine asked him as she entered the bedroom. She walked over to him and planted a kiss on his forehead, noticing how warm he felt on her lips. "Are you feeling ok, dear?" she asked him. "What's with everyone!" he erupted. Catherine was taken aback. He'd never used that tone of voice with her before. "There's no need to snap at me, Carl. You feel warm and I'm wondering if you might have a temp, that's all. Can't I be concerned?" Realizing his mistake, he apologized to his wife. "I'm sorry, dear. I'm just tired and I've been driving since five this morning." Catherine reached out and put the palm of her right hand on his forehead. "You feel like you have a fever, Carl. I'm going to get the thermometer and check, for my peace of mind," she added. "You don't have to. I feel fine!" "Please. Let me do this and if there's nothing wrong I'll apologize. OK?" He knew better then to argue with her, so he agreed. Slumping back into the chair he resigned himself to the fact that his wife was concerned and he really didn't want her to worry about anything. A few minutes later she returned with the thermometer and he opened his mouth and she placed it beneath his tongue. The she stood there, timing herself on her watch to make sure it stayed there for the required time. When she removed it she was surprised to find he didn't have a temp at all. "Well, dear, it seems like you were right. There is no fever. Perhaps you are just tired. Why don't you take a hot shower and get some rest. We'll have plenty of time to be together later." "You sure you don't mind? I mean, I just got home and we haven't seen each other in quite some time." "I'm sure. You need your rest, dear. I want you rested so we can sit and talk later." "How did you spend your time alone?" While he knew the answer he still wanted to see what she had to say. "I kept busy, dear. Nothing exciting happened, if that's what you mean. I did what I normally do, kept the house clean, paid the bills, helped Jessie with the animals and had dinner with Louise Mathison every Thursday night, like I always do." "How is that old bitty?" he asked. "I wish you'd stop calling her that, Carl. You know I don't like it. And, for your information, she's gotten engaged to a wonderful man. I met him last week at our dinner date. I'm impressed with him, Carl. His name is James Peterson and he's a computer specialist at the bank in Meltonville. I think you'd like him, too." "We'll have to invite them over for dinner one night, now that I'm home again." "I think Louise would like that. I know I would. You'll have to promise to be on your best behavior though." He laughed. Catherine had a way to get him to relax and he appreciated that very much. He agreed to be nice and got up from his seat and began to remove his clothing. Catherine stood there and watched him get undressed. Once he'd stepped out of his shorts it was all she could do to control her emotions and not grab his limp cock and stuff it into her mouth. She had to remember Jessie's instructions and not let on that she was aware of the things her husband had done to her. Her pussy did get wet though, standing there looking at her naked husband. Carl turned away, picking up his dirty clothing, emptied his pants pockets. He deposited his change and other items on his dresser and put his clothing in the bin, with the rest of the laundry. Then he went to the linen closet and got a wash rag and a towel and went into the bathroom. It wasn't long before Catherine heard the water running and then the sound of the shower, as he turned it on. She left the room, her slick legs rubbing against each other, reminding her that her pussy was wet. "Damn," she thought. "Just what I didn't need right now! I should've know better then to stand there while he undressed, but I couldn't help myself. I hope I can do this." She left the room and went into the kitchen, where Jessie was finishing putting the groceries away. Before he knew what was happening, Catherine was on her knees, opening his pants and withdrawing his already hardening cock, eventually taking it into her mouth and sucking on it like it was a piece of irresistible candy. While he wanted to stop her, he stood as if rooted to the spot and let her continue. After a few minutes she pulled his cock out of her mouth and looked up at him. "Carl's in the shower and I needed this so much, Jessie. Please, don't be mad with me." How in the hell could he be mad at her? She sucked his cock with such enthusiasm that he couldn't stop her, even if he wanted to. Catherine returned to sucking his cock, massaging his huge balls with her hands at the same time, urging him to release his load into her mouth and down her throat. It wasn't long before he gave her what she wanted. She was by now so use to sucking his cock that not one single drop of his load spilled from her lips. Like a pro, she swallowed every drop. Once she finished she pulled back and licked the length of his softening cock, stopping to stab her tongue into the foreskin now once again enveloping his cock head. "UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM," she moaned. "That was soooooo good, Jessie. Thank you for not stopping me. I really needed that." "My pleasure, Miss Catherine. My pleasure." And he truly meant every word. He reached down and pulled up his pants, stuffing his soft cock back into his shorts as Catherine stood up and went over to the sink. She reached up to the cabinet and took a drinking glass out, went to the sink, ran the water until it was cold, then filled the glass and drank the cool liquid until the glass was empty. She gulped it down quickly, sating her thirst for the moment. "We'll have to do this again, Jessie. Soon, I hope." She smiled, knowing they would do this again. It was just a question of when that time would be. ______________________________________________________________________ Back in the bathroom, Carl was sitting in the tub. The hot water from the shower was pelting him on top of his head as he sat there. In truth he felt like crap! He was so tired his legs were weak. He'd collapsed to the bottom of the tub as soon as he'd closed the shower door. The hot water draining down his face, and the back of his head, felt good, but he still felt lousy. He'd been surprised when Catherine had told him there was no fever. He'd been expecting something to register, and thought it would surely be over 100! His chest was hurting once again and this time the pain was the worse he'd felt. He put his hand to his chest and pushed, hoping to somehow relieve the pressure he felt there, but it wasn't working. He tried to stand up, but found his legs wouldn't support him. He once again sat in the bottom of the tub, letting the water spray over him again. The pain returned once more and then..................................... ______________________________________________________________________ Catherine and Jessie were sitting at the kitchen table, talking about their plans for Carl later that evening. Jessie was trying his best to get her to wait till the next day, explaining to her his concerns about her husband. Catherine was beginning to agree with him and they finally agreed to let Carl get a good nights rest and they'd launch their plan of attack tomorrow afternoon. Once that was settled the two of them left the house and went to the barn, where Neptune still stayed in the stall Jessie had originally set up for him. They'd both decided that to have Neptune stay in either of the houses might tip off Carl that something was wrong, and they'd both decided they didn't want him to know anything until it was too late. Catherine told him that Carl was taking a shower and would then go to bed for a good rest. She'd told he about taking Carl's temp and also told him there wasn't one. She let him know she'd felt relieved and that probably he was just tired from the long drive. Once they got inside the barn, the door was closed and, as they approached the stall, both of them came out of their clothing. Catherine reached to Jessie's crotch and took hold of his expanding tool, feeling it grow to it's full length as she held on. Jessie let her grab him, enjoying the feeling of her hand around his cock. He'd hate it if he were unable to enjoy her body, or her mouth. He'd grown accustomed to having her anytime he wanted to these past weeks. Now that he'd have to share her with Mr Carl he wondered if he'd be able to handle it without being jealous when it was just her and her husband, without him participating. He was sure it would eventually happen and the pangs of jealousy returned. He blocked it from his mind though when he saw her kneel down, reach beneath Neptune and grab his sheath, already jacking his cock and causing it to grow and make it's appearance. Catherine continued jacking the canine cock until it was fully exposed then she lay down on the hay, covered with the blanket they'd left there the other day, and crawled under Neptune, taking his cock and pulling it forward until she felt the tip touch her lips. Opening her mouth she swallowed the whole thing down her throat and groaned with pleasure. "UUUUUUUUUUUUUUMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM," she moaned, letting Jessie know how much she was enjoying this. Jessie got down on his knees then, spreading Catherine's legs and lowering his mouth to her smooth pussy. Planting his mouth over her hole he drove his tongue into her as far as he could. "MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM," came the sounds from Catherine's cock-filled mouth. She spread her legs as far as she could, enabling him to get deeper into her. He started by licking her outer lips and gently touching her clit with the tip of his tongue. Then he began nibbling her inner lips, eliciting more moans of pleasure. Returning to her outer lips he gently sucked on them, getting her juices flowing freely, to the point where he eventually had to swallow their abundance. That was one of the best parts, devouring her wetness and enjoying the taste on the back of his tongue. Now he pulled him mouth from her pussy entirely. Now he focused on the crease of her legs and lower body. He knew this was one of her ticklish spots and, while she wiggled and squirmed beneath him, he continued to lick on her. He even moved up her body and paid a small amount of attention to her belly button, then he mover further up and sucked and mouthed her nipples, which stood at attention, ready for his oral manipulation. Gently using his teeth, he bit lightly on each nipple, feeling their hardness and rubbery resistance. "OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" More moans. He knew her nipples were almost as sensitive as her clitoris and focused his attention on them for a while. Swirling his tongue around each one and sucking them into the farthest reaches of his mouth. Since her boobs weren't real big, it was hard to get them into his mouth very far. Instead he concentrated on licking, sucking and then nibbling on them, causing her to squirm and gyrate beneath him. Catherine pulled her mouth off Neptune's cock long enough to tell him to go back to her pussy. "EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE, JESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEE! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT MMMMMMMMMMMEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" she called to him. So that's what he did. Moving back to her soaking pussy he first sucked the abundant juices and then returned to sucking her pussy lips once again. This time he inserted two, then three fingers into her, reaching for her G-spot and rubbing on it until she came all over his hand. Pulling his fingers out of her he licked off the juices, occasionally sucking on one or two fingers, to make sure he got all that was there. Meanwhile, Catherine was once again sucking Neptune's cock. It was already down her throat and already shooting his pre-cum lubricant as well. She knew it wouldn't be long before his load was on it's way down her throat and into her stomach. She could suck this cock all day and never get tired of it. She could also do the same thing to Jessie and her husband and still want more. Reaching back to Neptune's balls she massaged them, trying her best to get him to release his own juices for her enjoyment. She was soon rewarded as she felt his cock begin to erupt down in her throat and she pulled back just enough so this sperm would land on the back of her tongue and she'd be able to taste it. She'd become a cum junkie and couldn't get enough of it, whether it be from Neptune, Carl, or Jessie. She wanted all she could get in her mouth and she didn't intend to waste an ounce of it, either. While she swallowed Neptune's load, Catherine was beginning to release her own load into Jessie's eager mouth as well. He'd finally licked and sucked her pussy and clitoris until she couldn't hold her release anymore. As Neptune's shooting was beginning to get weaker her first eruption filled Jessie's mouth and he greedily swallowed it all. He also worked his fingers into her at the same time, causing more and more fluids to escape deep within her body and to continue to fill his mouth. As Catherine caught her breath she said, "I want you both in me at the same time again, Jessie." "You sure, Miss Catherine?" "You know I am, Jessie. I absolutely love it the first time and I want to do it again, and again, and again." "Well, let me catch my breath and I'm sure I'll be able to accommodate you. I think Neptune will enjoy it, too, don't you?" "We both know he will, don't we?" "Yes, we do. But I want my turn with that cock of his first, if you don't mind." "Why should I mind? While you're sucking on him, I can suck on you and get another load to enjoy. Yes, I've got no problem with it at all.:" ______________________________________________________________________ The first thing he realized was how cold he was, he was actually shivering and didn't know why. Next, he realized he was also wet! Then he remembered where he was, sitting in the tub with the shower raining down on him. And it was COLD! "How long have I been here?" he wondered out loud. It was then that he remembered his chest pains and reached to feel his chest, realizing there was still some pain there. Only now, it wasn't as bad as it had been earlier. "Guess I'm going to have to go to the doctor after all," he thought. He'd give Doc Conners a call first thing in the morning. Right now he needed to get out of the tub, dry himself off, and get in bed and rest. Hopefully he'd feel better in the morning. He remembered his last conversation with the doc and wasn't looking forward to this one. He hated 'I-told-you-so's, yet he knew that's what was going to happen. Once he had dried off he cleaned off now wet mirror, as the steamy film which once covered it from the hot water, was now just a sheen of wet, still able to warble his appearance. Once it was cleaned off he got a good look at his reflection and could see why Catherine, and Jessie, had been so concerned. His looked like shit! His face was haggard looking and the bags under his eyes appeared to be drooping more then usual. He opened the cabinet and took out his bottle of vitamins and took one, without any water, and then proceeded to brush his teeth. He continued to look at his mirrored image and wasn't very pleased with what was staring back at him. His hear was getting thinner, and being wet didn't make it look any better, either. His mustache was sagging, again due to the water from the shower, and his normally bright green eyes now had a luck-laster appearance to them. They were duller then he'd ever seen before. Normally, when he was tired or over-worked, they'd be dull, but never anything like this. His finished with his teeth, used the mouth wash, and then wiped his face once more. Only now did he realized how sweaty he was. At first he'd contributed it to the shower, but now, after having dried off, his body was once again wet all over and he pulled his towel off the rack and once more dried off. "This isn't right," he admitted. "I've never felt like this before." He noticed how hot he felt and wondered where Catherine had put the thermometer. Opening the cabinet behind him, he found it on the lower shelf, below his shaving kit. He took it out of the holder and put it in his mouth, then he lowered the top on the toilet and sat down, waiting the required time for his temp to be taken. Time dragged on while he waited and, after 5 minutes, he took it out of his mouth and tried to read it. He'd have to get his glasses first though, so he entered the bedroom, still naked, and found them on the stand located on his side of the bed. Once he had them on he was finally able to read it and was surprised to see that there was no temperature. "Could I be imagining all this?" he wondered. He just couldn't be sure. He was tempted to call Catherine up and get her opinion but then realized he didn't want her to worry. Instead, he got his pajamas from the dresser, put them on, turned out the light in the bathroom and crossed the room and got in bed. ______________________________________________________________________ Catherine was always amazed at how much Jessie loved to suck a cock, be it on Carl or on Neptune. She sat on the edge of the blanket and watched as her help crawled over to the animal, pushing him down until he was able to get him on his back, then grabbed the cock sheath. Once his hand was in place he started jacking the sheath and was soon rewarded with the appearance of the red tip of canine cock, already wet with his leaking fluids. Not wanting to wait for the whole cock to appear, Jessie planted his mouth over the organ's tip and sucked. He also covered the first couple of inches of the sheath and sucked like he had a straw in his mouth, gently pulling the rest of the cock from it's hiding place. It didn't take long for him to get his reward, as he felt the canine cock slide down the back of his throat, his tongue laving its length, swirling around the hard rod of red flesh. Reaching to the back of the cock, he began to massage Neptune's balls, wondering how much cum they held in there, knowing he'd soon feel it's warmth in his mouth. He could hardly wait. Once Jessie began to suck Neptune, Catherine moved over to the two of them and got between Jessie's legs, where his cock was already hard in anticipation. Jessie knew that once he started on Neptune that Catherine would get to work on his cock. His pre cum was already leaking and Catherine wiped it up with her fingertip, bringing it to her mouth to lick it off. Catherine loved the taste of cum almost as much as Jessie did. With her finally able to remember things, as they happened, she was surprised at just how easy she took to sucking a cock. Apparently her repressed memories were making themselves known to her now, letting her know things. Her memory flashes come more frequently these days and she's almost certain that she can 'remember' events that had once happened to her, but she didn't tell Jessie any of this. She wanted her memories to be private, so she relished each and every bit of the 'recovery', as they came. Last night she'd dreamed of fucking Carl, but in reality she had no memory of ever fucking him. All of that had happened while he had her 'under his control' and, in a way, she resented him taking advantage of her. She finally realized that all the things he'd done to her had really been against her will. Yes, she 'freely' participated in the events, but she had no memory of the things as they'd happened. Now she was able to act on her own feelings, and those feelings didn't consist of just satisfying herself with the cucumbers, as she had once done. Yes, the vegetables were still used, in her own private moments. Jessie didn't even realize she still used them, and she'd continue to keep that to herself. After all, there were some things you didn't share with anyone and that meant neither Jessie or her husband would never know some of the things she did to herself when she was alone. Jessie's hard, uncut, black cock! That cock was at rigid attention, practically begging her to use her mouth on it, which is what she intended to do. Gripping that hard rod at its base she stuck out her tongue and licked its length, front and back and both sides. She loved the feel of those throbbing veins along each side and she could feel his heartbeat with each lick. She swirled her tongue around his excess foreskin, probing into it with her tongue again and again. His skin still amazed her to no end. Just the thought of all that extra skin always brought her to a small climax, and she shivered at the thoughts of what was about to happen. Slowly she lowered her mouth down onto the black tool before her. As she felt his cock head on her tongue she licked again, swirling around and into his skin, enjoying his taste, one she was now use to and couldn't get enough of. She continued to slide down, causing the cock to move further into the back of her mouth and then, finally, into the opening of her throat. She'd taken that cock into her mouth so many times in the past few weeks that she felt almost as if her throat was as stretched as much as her pussy. Now wouldn't that be something? She concentrated on the cock, bobbing her head up and down, taking it as deep into her throat as she could with each down stroke. He nose banged at the base of his cock each time and, on occasion, she'd stretch her mouth as wide as she could, trying to stick her tongue out and lick the top of his balls. With his huge cock in her mouth though, it was impossible to open it any more. Looking up from her sucking she looked to make sure she was in the right place and, once she realized she was, moved the lower part of her body around to where Neptune could also feast on her pussy. After all, if Jessie was eating him, and she was devouring Jessie, why should Neptune be left out? Once she was in the right position it was pure animal instinct that took over and Neptune reached his head towards her spread legs and began to lick, starting at her knees and working his way up until he me his goal, her saturated pussy. His tongue snaked out and hit his target on the first probe, burying it as deep into her hole as he could. "HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM," was all she could manage. It felt so good to have his tongue in her pussy one more time. She could never get enough of it. The only thing that felt better was when her hole was full of cock! It didn't matter which cock it was, either. Jessie, Carl, or Neptune would do. As long as she was full of cock she was happy. "I wonder what my parents would think of me now?" she thought. "Bet mama never had a dog lick her pussy or fuck her." Those thoughts brought happy thoughts to her mind, knowing she was doing something her mother had never done. There was still some doubt, as she didn't really know what her mother had, or hadn't, done. She was assuming that her mother and father had only fucked and sucked Jessie, according to the pictures she'd seen. But still, there was some doubt in the back of her mind if her parents had done other things that she'd never know of. Well, she wasn't going to worry about it. That was all in the past and she was living for the here and now, and enjoying every minute of it. ______________________________________________________________________ Sometime during the night, while Catherine and Jessie were enjoying themselves in the barn, Carl had a sharp pain in his head, causing him to sit up in bed for a moment, after which he fell back, his eyes open, staring at the ceiling. He had just suffered a massive aneurysm in the middle of his brain. He never knew what happened and never would. His face went slack and his arms and legs shook for a moment but, after that, all was still. His organs started shutting down, starting with his heart, and it took less then two minutes for all life functions to cease. His bladder and his bowels emptied when his muscles relaxed for the final time. For all his wants and desires and the life he'd led, he died in his bed, alone. He never knew his wife was enjoying the fucking Jessie and Neptune were now giving her. Jessie and Catherine lay, cuddling each other, on the blanket covering the straw. Neptune lay beside them, on the straw, refusing to join them on the blanket. "That was so good, Jessie," she told him. "I could lay here with you and Neptune all night." "It's not like there's much night left, Miss Catherine." He looked at his watch and saw the time was now almost 3 o'clock in the morning. "We've been out here for almost six hours." He nudged her, and realized she'd fallen asleep. He lay there, with her head in the crook of his arm, and joined her in dreamland. When they both woke up it was well after nine that morning. Catherine was not only tired, but now she ached, as well. Apparently sleeping on the straw wasn't as comfortable as she thought it might be. She sat up, realizing that Jessie wasn't with her. Looking around the stall she found him, between Neptune's stretched out legs, sucking on his cock. She could hear the animal whining beneath the man. From her angle she could see the canine cock as it pumped in and out of Jessie's mouth. His slobbering was dripping from his crammed mouth, with what looked to be a mixture of Neptune's cum, as well. Slowly she got up and moved to the other side of the stall, joining Jessie. Once in place she crawled beneath Jessie's hips and proceeded to take his cock into her mouth. She'd originally wanted to wake up the man with his cock in her mouth, but apparently he'd gotten up ahead of her and decided to take care of the dog. She smiled to herself as she realized just what a cock slut she'd become in the past two weeks. It no longer mattered if it was Jessie, Neptune or Carl, as long as she could have a cock to play with, to suck, and to fuck whenever she wanted to. She'd be happy to let her husband know that she was no longer under her control and that she thoroughly enjoyed the things she's always denied for herself. "Yes," she thought, "Mama would be so happy right now. She'd love to know that her daughter wasn't the frigid thing I'd once been." If only her parents could see her now! Jessie reached between his legs and pushed her off his cock, then he turned over and pulled his mouth off of Neptune, pointing the cock towards Catherine. She knew what he was wanting and crawled to the animal, with her mouth wide open. As she got close Jessie gave the cock a quick jerk and Neptune's cock started to erupt, sending his hot cum from his cock, in a high arc, directly towards her mouth. The first spurt caught her between her eyes, so she adjusted her position and the next one landed on her chin. Still not right. So she moved a little closer and the next shot hit her on the upper lip, where she was able to lick with her tongue to get her first taste of cum of the morning. Before the next shot her mouth descended to the canine cock and caught the rest of the shots directly into her mouth and then into her throat, as she deep throated his organ. Damn! That cock sure felt good in her mouth. She continued to swallow, until Neptune was drained and she started to suck, trying to draw out the last remaining vestige of his cum. Sitting back on her legs she noticed Jessie staring at her, jacking his cock at the same time. While her mouth watered at the thought of sucking him off, she decided she wanted him to fuck her first so, spreading herself out on her back, she opened her legs, inviting him to do what he did best-Fuck the living shit out of her. Since she was already soaking, his first thrust banged his cock head against her cervix, causing a little pain at contact was made. He withdrew all the way from her tunnel and jammed himself back into her, this time drawing a deep moan from her throat. "HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM," was all she could manage. "Fuck me, Jessie! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!" she hollered at him, as each thrust seemed to go deeper into her with each plunge into her wetness. She rotated her hips, doing her best to get him deeper into her. She reached between his legs and grabbed his balls, squeezing them as hard as she could, knowing she wouldn't hurt him. He liked it when she did that to him. Her legs were forced back, mashing her breasts into her chest, causing her ribs to bend under the pressure. She didn't feel it though. Her only thoughts were how good it felt to have that huge, black, uncut cock driving into her pussy. Her wetness was already spreading on the top of the blanket on which she was lying, and she could feel its wetness on the small of her back. Apparently her leaking was getting heavier. She didn't care though. All that mattered was that driving and pounding her pussy was taking. She wrapped her arms around her legs, trying her best to pull them even further back, wanting to get Jessie as deep into her as she could and, try as she did, it wasn't happening. Jessie had already bottomed out in her and no matter what he did, he couldn't achieve any deeper penetration. The only way he'd be able to do that would be if his cock suddenly grew another couple inches, and she knew that wasn't going to happen. She could dream though, couldn't she. The fuck session lasted until noon, with Neptune joining in by licking up her spillage and then driving his tongue into the pussy in front of him, joining Jessie's cock. The friction of the combination was more then enough to cause her last climax of the morning. As they lay there, panting and recovering their breaths, they both wondered why Carl hadn't been out looking for them. After recovering they both decided it was time to head to the house, or at least each one to their own home. Both wanted to get cleaned up. After all, they'd just spent the whole night fucking and sucking each other, along with Neptune, and now it was time to freshen up and get ready to spend some quality with Carl enjoying the moments with them. "What time you want me up at the house?" Jessie asked her. "Give me time to get cleaned up and to chat with Carl for a while, ok?" "Sure. I gotta clean up, too. Think I'll get something to eat, as well. I'm hungry after all that fucking this morning. I can't believe we were fucking and sucking all night. I also can't believe that Mr Carl hasn't come looking for us, either." "I'm a little concerned, too. Guess he was a lot more tired then he thought. I'll bet he's still in bed and I'll have to get him up once I get there." They both laughed at the thought of Carl still in bed. Usually he was an early riser when he was home. Sounded like his age was finally catching up with him. After giving each other a hug, Jessie entered his home and watched from the doorway as Miss Catherine headed towards the main house. As she walked to the house, Catherine thought of the things she'd be doing with Carl later in the day. "If he's still in bed, I'll wake him up with a nice suck on his cock. Bet that'll wake him up. ______________________________________________________________________ "NNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Catherine screamed, once she found her husband dead in their bed. When she first entered the room the smell had alerted her to something wrong. At first she thought the toilet had backed up. But then, she wondered why the smell hadn't gotten Carl out of bed to fix it. It wouldn't be the first time he'd had to get up to unstop the damned thing. She went to the bathroom first, to see what the damage was, and once there found that there was no backup. The floor was dry and Carl was still in bed. As she got closer to the bed though, the smell got stronger and she finally realized what it was. As soon as she realized that she knew her husband had died during the night. The smell was the waste released from his body when his muscles had completely relaxed. Only then did she see the vacant stare on her husband's face. "NNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" she screamed again. Carl was dead! It couldn't be! How could Carl be dead? The next thing she heard was the front door banging open, Jessie calling her name. "What's wrong, Miss Catherine? What's wrong?" When he finally got to the bedroom he found Miss Catherine kneeling at the side of the bed usually used by Mr Carl. Mr Carl was lying on the bed, beneath the covers, unmoving. Miss Catherine's head was lying on the bed and he could tell she was crying. She was also holding her husband's hand, talking softly to him. "I love you, Carl. I love you. Please, Carl, don't leave me like this. I don't think I can go on without you here to help me." From her tone of voice, Jessie could tell she was in shock. She'd probably walked in the room and found him like that, just lying there and not moving. Then the odors hit him, too. He immediately knew what it was and moved across the room, grabbing at Catherine and pulling her to her feet. "Come on, Miss Catherine. There's nothing you can do for him now. We need to call Doc Connors and have him come out here." "But, I can't just leave him there, Jessie. He needs me!" "I don't mean to be cruel, Miss Catherine, but Mr Carl doesn't need anything right now. You need to get yourself cleaned up and be presentable when the doc does get here though. Think you can do that, Miss Catherine?" "I.......I.......I think so, Jessie. I think I can." "Good. You get cleaned up and I'll do what I can for Mr Carl. We'll be downstairs when Doc Connors gets here. He'll know what to do." He helped her to the bathroom, ran the tub full of slightly hot water, helped her get out of the dirty clothing she was still wearing, and assisted her into the water. Jessie went back to the bedroom and began to clean up. He'd done this sort of thing for years, while working on the place. The only difference now, was that he was doing this to Mr Carl and not the animals of the farm. He was use to cleaning up after the animals, be they dead or alive. He'd never had to clean up a dead person before, so this was all new to him and he took his time, wanting to make sure it was done right. After all, if Doc Connors was going to come up here, there was no need for him to see Mr Carl in this state. Sure, the doc had probably seen all this before, but that didn't mean he had to see it now. By the time Jessie put the finishing wraps on the bedroom the doorbell was ringing. Catherine got up to answer it, taking time to glance at herself in the hall mirror. She had to compose herself, as well. She'd only had to deal with death once in her life, and that one time both of her parents had been taken from her. But, finally realizing what was wrong, she'd never had to face the dead bodies of her parents. All that had been taken care of while she and Carl were returning from their honeymoon many, many years ago. "Hello, Doc," she greeted the man at the door. "Jessie's upstairs getting things cleaned up." Tears again formed at the corners of her eyes and she had to use her hanky to dab at them. "I understand, Catherine. I understand." The two of them went into the sitting room, where she already had a teapot sitting on the coffee table. Steam was rising from the spout on the pot and the bowl with the sugar cubes and the urn of cream sat beside it. "Can I offer you something to drink, doctor?" "I'll get it, Catherine." Doc Connors pour both of them a drink and added sugar to his - he knew from experience that Catherine took hers with only cream - and handed the cup to her once he was finished. "Are you doing well, Catherine?" he asked. All she could do was nod. "I know this is hard on you, but Carl's had some health problems in the past," he told her. Catherine was so surprised by the remark that she nearly dropped her cup. "No he didn't," she replied. "Yes, Catherine, he did. Her eyes never left his, as he explained what he knew about her husband and his health. "Carl came to me two years ago with chest pains. I did a complete physical on him and found that, not only did he have diabetes, but also high blood pressure and occasional attacks angina attacks." "I didn't know this," she interrupted. "That's because Carl didn't want to worry you about his health. His thoughts were that you shouldn't know how bad things had gotten." "Why wouldn't he tell me though?" "I can't speak for Carl, Catherine. All I can tell you is that he didn't want me to say anything to you and, as he was my patient, I couldn't tell you without his permission first. You know, patient/doctor confidentiality." Although she didn't understand, she nodded, as if she did. "Carl was on medications for all his aliments. I told him he would never get better but we could make his life easier for him." "So that's why he wouldn't go to see you when I told him to," Jessie interjected. He'd entered the room without either one of them knowing it. "Hello, Jessie," the doctor greeted him. The two men shook hands and, with Catherine's approval, Jessie joined the two of them in the sitting room. "Was Carl having any problems, Jessie?" "You mean Jessie knew, and I didn't?" "No, Miss Catherine. I didn't know anything about his health. I was with him when he started having chest pains the other night. I told him he should make an appointment with the doctor, but he wouldn't listen to me. Told me he was fine and just tired from the long trip." "That's something I told Carl he was going to have to quit, too." "What's that, doctor?" Catherine asked. "I told him he needed to retire and let someone else do all the trips. His health was getting worse and yet, he still wouldn't listen to me." "Carl always had a stubborn streak in him, doc. I've been married to that man a long time. I'm just surprised that I never noticed anything was wrong." "Don't fret over it, Catherine. If I weren't a doctor I'd have never noticed anything, either. Carl was good at keeping things to himself, wasn't he?" Both Catherine and Jessie nodded in agreement. "I did my best to get him to tell you about his heart problems. I even went as far as to have a stress test administered. I wanted to make sure there wasn't more to my diagnosis." "What happened?" Catherine asked. "Well, he took the test and everything checked out just fine. There were no blockages in his heart and there were no abnormal readings on any of the graphs. I prescribed stronger doses of medications and told him to take it easy." Then he changed the subject. "I'm required to do an autopsy, Catherine." "Do you have to?" she asked. "Yes, I do. State law requires one." "When?" "Just as soon as I can get him to the morgue, I'm afraid. The sooner it's done, the better." Tears were flowing freely now, running down her cheeks and dripping off her chin. "I won't do anything that isn't required, Catherine. I'll do only what has to be done to determine the cause of death. Have you thought about arrangements, yet?" Jessie jumped in then, "Mr Carl wanted a simple burial, right here on the farm. The plot is already laid out and I'll start on the preparations this afternoon." "Is there anything I need to do?" the doctor asked him. "No, sir. Mr Carl told me years ago that all the arrangements were to be simple and the burial to be a family affair." "It will be only me and Miss Catherine," Jessie added. "I'll be there, of course," stated the doctor. "After all, I've know him since the marriage and I do consider myself a friend of the family." With that the doctor stood up, gathered up him bag and went towards the bedroom. "I'll try not to take too long, Catherine. What I really need to do now is determine the time of his death and get him ready to be moved. I called the ambulance before I left the office and it should be here shortly. "I'll get them up there once they get here, doc," Jessie told him. "Thank you, Jessie." With all that done the doctor turned around and went on to the bedroom. Jessie and Catherine sat there, next to each other. Jessie held her hand and, after a couple of minutes, laid her head on his shoulder and cried until there were no more tears left. After about an hour, Jessie excused himself and went to the bedroom, where the doctor was cleaning up. "I'm done here, Jessie. I heard the ambulance pull up a moment ago, so please let them in and we'll be done." "Thank you so much, doctor. We really appreciate it all. Once I let the men in with the stretcher I'm gonna take Miss Catherine down to my place, to get some rest. I think right now she needs to get out of here, don't you?" "I think it would be better for her, right now. Thank you, Jessie." "Just doing what I'd normally do. If it had been Miss Catherine I'd be doing the same thing for Mr Carl. They're my family, sir, and I intend to take care of her." "I know you will, Jessie. Carl once told me that you'd take care of her if anything were to happen to him, and I know he trusted you very much." All was said and done then and Jessie returned to the sitting room and helped Catherine to her feet. "Come on, Miss Catherine. I'm gonna take you to my place for a while." She started to protest, but he wouldn't listen to it. "What you need right now is some rest. Away from here. I know this is your home, but right now it's not the place to be." Catherine didn't offer any resistance. Her will was gone right then, and she realized Jessie was telling her the truth. ______________________________________________________________________ The funeral had been two weeks ago. The only people at the graveside had been Jessie, Catherine and Doc Conners. The friends she and Carl had known for years were now gone, the last of them having moved away over 2 years preciously. Louise had sent her condolences, as she'd been unable to attend the services. She was out of state, visiting an ill relative and would get in touch with her as soon as she got back. The day had been bright and full of sunshine, not a cloud in the sky. "Just the way he would've wanted it," Jessie told Catherine. "Yes, Jessie. Just how it should be. I'm glad he didn't go in the winter, either. I don't think I could've taken standing out here in the cold." "Or the rain, for that matter," Jessie answered. Once the casket had been placed in the bottom of the grave the two men took up the shovels next to the pile of dirt and began to refill the hole. They'd debated on hiring someone to do it, but Catherine had objected. It would be what Carl would've wanted, for his family to close out this last chapter of his life, so that's what they did. It took the two of them about an hour to completely fill up the hole, using only the shovels. It had taken Jessie the better part of two days to get it dug out and he also felt it was only right for him to fill it in, as well. When they put in the last load, Catherine put the small bouquet of pansies on top of the earth. "They were his favorite flower," she told the two men. A small prayer was said and then they took hold of each other hands, Jessie on one side and Doc Conners on the other side of Catherine, and began their long walk back to the main house. Jessie had hired professional people to clean up the house, over Catherine's objections. "Miss Catherine," he countered, "this ain't 'Spring Cleanin' time'. Something terrible happened in that house and, while I don't like it none either, it's best to get someone who knows what they're doing here." It was only with some reluctance that she allowed him to make the call and set up the appointment. The crew would be here tomorrow and, in the meantime, she would stay at his house with him and Neptune. The animal had been moved into the house the day after Carl passed away. It didn't seem right to leave him in the barn now. With the two of them tied up with all the arrangements, it was better if the dog were kept close by, to keep an eye on him. Besides that, Jessie felt that Miss Catherine was more comfortable with him around all the time. There were many times he'd look into the living room of his modest house, to check up on her. He'd usually find her on the couch, her legs spread wide and Neptune's head stuck between them. He knew he should probably say something, after all Mr Carl was still waiting to be buried at that time, but he had decided against it. The contact with the animal was what she probably needed right then. He's stand there and watch a while, as Neptune munched on her slick pussy, lapping up her juices as they flowed from within her. She never uttered a sound, lying there and letting Neptune have is way with her. Yes, he could tell she was enjoying it, but something seemed to be missing and he couldn't quite put his finger on it at that time It was only later he realized that she missed Carl's companionship, his touch and his smells. There were times he could see her crying, as well. There were many nights he heard her crying in the night and he'd go to her to give some comfort. The first time he did it she reached out and grabbed his cock, still shriveled and small. She'd use her hands on him until his tool was rigid with blood, causing his cock veins to stand out and throb. Only then would she begin to suck on him and would continue to do so until she shot his load into her mouth and down her throat. Only after that did she seem able to sleep through the night. He felt guilty for allowing her to use him like that, but he also realized she was grieving and, by sucking on his cock or letting Neptune eat her pussy, it was her way of dealing with the major void in her life. She'd been married to Carl for a long time, and she missed him. While he wanted to badly fuck her, he held back, not wanting to take advantage of the situation. He figured that once she was ready for something to happen, she would let him know. ______________________________________________________________________ Two weeks later Catherine cornered Jessie in the living room. She stood naked in front of him and gently pushed him back, until the back of his knees hit the edge of the couch, causing his to fall back into the softness of the cushions. Once she had his pants lowered she pulled out his cock and began to lash it with her tongue, pausing occasionally to suck it into the back of her mouth, pulling his foreskin down into her throat. She'd not fucked him for over a month now, and she was anxious to feel him inside of her again. Neptune was lying across the room, curled up in his favorite corner. The smells coming from the two people across the room soon got his attention and his cock reacted properly. He sat up and moved closer to the action. He could see his mistresses round ass sticking up, almost in an invitation for him to come and take her, but he also know that once she was ready for him she would let him know. So he sat there and waited, his cock slowly emerging from his sheath, with his fluids already beginning to drip onto the carpet. Jessie sat there and enjoyed the oral examination he was receiving. It had been a while since she'd sucked his cock and he was about to interrupt her. Not now. His eyes were closed and he was pinching his own nipples, already hard and hurting, but not with pain. He was once again feeling pleasure and was thankful for it. He badly wanted to fuck her right now, but decided it was up to her. Since she was the one who initiated all this, he thought it would only be fitting to let her do what she wanted to do, and when she wanted to do it. He wouldn't complain one bit. After sucking on his cock for a while Catherine pulled off and licked down the length, stopping to lick and suck on his balls for a while. Once she was done there she urged him forward, until only the edge of his butt was balanced on the edge. She lifted his legs and pulled his pants and shorts the rest of the way off and then pushed them back towards the upper part of his body. Once they were in place she continued with her mouth and tongue. First she concentrated on the area just beneath his balls. What she liked to refer to as his 'most sensitive spot'. She'd lick the back of his balls for a while and then swipe her mouth over the area below that. His pumping of his hips let her know she was doing the right thing. After that she'd lick lower, until her mouth came to his brown hole, puckered in front of her mouth. She's stick out her tongue and gently licks over it, drawing moans of pleasure from him. Jessie didn't move. He was enjoying the rimming Miss Catherine was giving him. He'd wanted to get her to do it a long time ago, but he knew how she felt about anything being done to her ass, so he didn't even try to get her to do it for him. Now that she was doing it though, he was pleasantly surprised and took advantage of the moment. He could feel her dip the end of her tongue as far into his hole as she could. Nothing had ever penetrated back there, so the opening was tight. Still, the feeling of her tongue against him was enough to keep his cock rock hard. Reaching to her hips, Jessie pulled her around and got her to straddle his head, giving him access to her pussy, so he could use his mouth on her. In the course of moving her she had to give up licking his ass, but eagerly returned to licking his balls and then returning to his cock, where she took him as deep into her mouth as she could, savoring the feel of his cock head banging against the back of her throat. Movement on the bed alerted the two of them that Neptune had joined in on the fun. He dipped his head and joined Catherine in licking Jessie's balls. When she moved away from his cock, Neptune went to wrapping his tongue around the tool, licking off his mistresses saliva and then lapping up the leaking pre cum Jessie was dripping. They stay in that position for about twenty minutes, until Neptune got a shot of Jessie's cum, which he graciously shared with Catherine, and Jessie got his mouth full of Catherine's sweet juices, as well. Once they were finished it was Neptune's turn to lick on Catherine for a while, twisting his tongue deep into her depths. At one point he accidentally nipped on her clit, causing a short, sharp pain. "Ouch!" she screamed. "He bit me!" She couldn't believe that after all they'd done to, and for, each other, that the animal would bite her. Drawing back her hand she slapped him on the nose. Jessie had not time to stop her, as he lay there and watched with astonishment as she hit the pet. "Miss Catherine!" he hollered at her. "He didn't mean it, he just got carried away." "I don't care if he just got 'carried away', Jessie. That animal ever bites me again, I'll make sure it never happens again. You understand me?" "Yes, Miss Catherine, I understand." He shook his head in frustration. Since Mr Carl's death he'd noticed a change in her personality. She had gotten a little meaner to him, as well. She'd also gotten demanding, something she'd never been before. While he realized she was still in shock from losing her husband of so many years, he was still a little leery of what was happening and promised himself that he'd keep an eye on her. After the bite the atmosphere wasn't the same and Catherine got up from the bed and retreated to the shower. Once Jessie could hear the water running he went over to Neptune, knelt down and petted the animal, talking to him as he did. "Don't worry, boy. I'm not gonna let her do anything to you. I's sorry she hit you like that. I know it was an accident and, I think she does, too. She's not in her right mind now, so we have to be patient with her." He stood up, reaching to his back to ease the pain from straightening up. Standing there for a few minutes, he rubbed his back and gradually the pain subsided and he was able to cross to the other side of room and get his clothes on. As he was sitting on the bed, putting on his shoes, Catherine came out of the bathroom, wearing nothing, and sat on the bed beside him. "I'm sorry, Jessie," she apologized. I don't know what got into me. He bit me! I was scared for a minute." She looked over to Neptune and got up to cross the room and apologize to the animal. As she got closer Neptune surprised her by growling at her, baring his teeth. "Don't you dare snap at me!" she told him. Then she reached back to swing at him again but Neptune saw it coming and got out of the way. He crawled under the bed and stayed there. No amount of coaxing from either Jessie or Catherine could persuade him to come out. "Miss Catherine," Jessie said to her, as he looked into her eyes, "you can't be treating him like that! Look at all the good things he's done for you. There was no cause to try and hit him again. He's just spooked that you hit him the first time. I don't think anyone's ever raised a hand to him and he's reacting the only way he knows how. "Well, he better never do it again, Jessie. Never again!" She stomped out of the room, grabbing her robe from the chair by the door as she left. Jessie could only stand there and stare at the open doorway. _____________________________________________________________________ The next day, as Catherine was walking from her house down to Jessie's place, Neptune came out to meet her, his tail wagging. He was looking forward to having some fun with her and was welcoming her back to Jessie's. As she got closer to the animal she was glad to see he'd apparently forgotten how she'd treated him yesterday. Once he got closer to her she knelt down, waiting for him to get closer. Once he was there, for some unexplainable reason, she cuffed him upside his head. "Don't you ever snap at me, or growl at me again, you mutt!" she sneered. Neptune didn't know what was wrong with his mistress. He'd always been good to her and now she was treating him badly. He lay still, on his belly, as Catherine got up and proceeded to the house. Once she was inside he headed back to the barn, but he didn't stop there. Instead he kept going and he was going to make sure he didn't come back to this place again. ___________________________________________________________________ Jessie and Catherine sat on the side of the bed, both naked and out of breath. They'd just finished a suck session on each other and each was looking forward to something more, as soon as they caught their breaths. "Have you seen Neptune?" Jessie asked her. "I ran into him on the way over here and petted him," she lied, "but he didn't follow me here. I haven't seen him since." "That's strange," Jessie responded. "He's usually here while were busy and it's not like him to be here and be a part of all this." "I know. I missed his tongue digging into me this time." "I'm sure he'll be here shortly," Jessie said, but she could tell by the sound of his voice that he was concerned. "Jessie," she said, to get his attention. "Yes?" "I want you on top this time. I want to feel your hard cock deep inside of me and it's sooooooooooooo deep in there when you're on top." "Ok, Miss Catherine. I like that way, too. Let's me work on those wonderful titties of yours." "OOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, YYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSS, Jessie," she swooned. "I love to have you suck on my nipples while you're pumping me full of your cum." Lying on the bed, she spread her legs.......an open invitation for him to climb on top and fuck the hell out of her. He quickly took his position and watched as she grabbed his cock and guided it into her hole, feeling the enveloping warmth of her as he entered. He took his time, as he usually did, and slowly slid his length all the way into her, until his cock head was probing her uterus. Once he was settled into her as deep as he could go, he began to pick up the pace. In no time he was pounding into her as hard as he could. After five minutes or so the first chest pain hit him. Hit him hard! It was only the strength of his arms that held him up. He concentrated on staying up, not wanting to collapse on top of her. He knew his weight would crush the breath out of her lungs, and maybe hurting her at the same time. Then the second pain struck! This time he wasn't able to stay up on his arms. He fell on top her, with a thud. "Jessie," she yelled at him. No answer. "Jessie," this time louder. Still, no answer. Then she realized he'd stopped breathing! She tried to push him off of her, but couldn't get into a good position to move him. When he'd fallen on her he'd trapped one of her arms between them. She'd been stroking her clit as he fucked her, and how it was stuck there. Try as she could, she could barely move it. It was then that she started to panic. "Jessie! This isn't funny, Jessie!" Jessie didn't move. His heart had finally decided it was time to quit working and, as he thrust his cock into her for the last time in his life, his aorta burst and he instantly died, never feeling a thing. It was sudden, quicker then Carl's death only a few weeks ago. Now Catherine regretted the fact that Jessie had a feather mattress. With his weight on top of her, she'd sunk deeper into the mattress and was completely unable to move. She was starting to panic, too. It was getting harder and harder for her to breath, as well. She struggled to move her arm, wanting to get out from under her lover, but still unable to. Now she regretted treating Neptune so badly. Perhaps, if he were here, he'd have been able to help her move Jessie. Now she was stuck here, under a dead man, with no way to get any help. She felt the panic of earlier return. She continued to struggle, making it more difficult to breath with each movement. Then she realized she might be stuck here for a while and the panic grew, her blood pressure rose and her adrenaline started to pump into her veins at a faster rate, causing her heartbeat to also accelerate. The last thing she remembered was she was stuck on a bed, with a black man on top of her, his cock embedded in her pussy, and she had no way to get away. Her heart finally gave out and, with a release of her last breath, she died beneath him. ______________________________________________________________________ Four months later, after no one had heard from them, someone came to the house to see what had happened. The grocer, from whom they'd gotten their groceries and supplies, entered the main house, calling her name and getting no answer. Next he went to Jessie's place, noticing the truck was still in the driveway. He knocked on the door, got no answer, then went inside, calling out Jessie's name here, as well. Again, no answer. He left the house and went to the barn. No one there, either. He never explored further into either house. He felt he was invading someone's privacy, so he left the farm and returned to his business, the incident soon forgotten. No one came back to the house for almost 2 years, leaving it as though abandoned. After that long absence of life, John Hendricks came to the house. He'd been Carl's business partner and he wanted to know what had happened to his partner. He walked to Jessie's, knocking on the door before entering. The stench that had once been there was long gone by now, replaced with the smell of dust and neglect. His feet left their prints in the dust on the floor as he walked through the house. He found nothing in the living room, the dining room, or the bathroom. His last glance in the bedroom also confirmed that no one was there, either. He turned around and left the house. If he'd looked closer he would've found the skeletons of two people, still lying on the bed, one on top of the other. 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Many times after the funeral he'd brought up the subject, only to have his wife either ignore him, walk out of the room, or start an argument. Many a night he'd have to crawl out of bed, after making sure that Catherine was asleep, and go into the bathroom and jack off for some relief. All he could do was
imagine what his wife looked like under all the night clothes she wore every night. She wouldn't even let him cop a feel of her boobs, not that she had anything to play with in the first place. Like his former mother-in-law, Catherine was almost completely flat chested.
As he sat in the bed, waiting for his wife to emerge from the bathroom, he worked on his plan. He would get up to her when she sat on her side of the bed and begin to massage her shoulders. It was something he'd already started the previous week and he was glad that she liked it. He also noticed that several minutes later her head would start to nod and fall forward until her chin rested on her upper chest. He already started to try and get her into a trance, and several times thought he'd succeeded. One one occasion he'd actually gotten her to answer his questions and was glad to find out the next morning that she apparently didn't remember anything from the previous night.
As he waited his plan formed and by the time Catherine sat on the bed he was ready.
"Do you understand?"
who would be willing to work at her place. Of course she'd pay a decent wage, just as her father had. She sent word to Jessie that she needed to talk to him and could he be at the house around noon that day.
Jessie as only a little older then she was, somewhere between 30 and 35 and had worked for her father for a number of years before the accident. She'd grown to like the man. He was honest, didn't cause any problems, and never missed a day of work. She hoped she'd be lucky enough to find someone like him to help her.
"The reason I asked you to come here today is that I need to find someone to do the chores around the house. You know, like you used to do for my father."
"Easy," he thought to himself. One step at a time here. After all, he wanted to make sure this worked and he didn't want her waking up and discovering what he was doing. She'd be mad as hell at him, not that he wouldn't have deserved it.
"Now, I want you to stand up and remove your skirt and your panties, please."
"Spread your legs, please."
Understand?"
As Catherine grew up she was led to believe that sex was only for procreation and not for enjoyment.
told her.
For the first time in years Catherine overslept the next day.
I'll see you when I get home.
Love you,
She sat there until the water began to cool and then she'd lathered up her wash cloth and bathed herself. Once she finished she let the water out until it reached a level slightly below her stretched out legs and got the shaving cream and razor. She took the scissors and began to cut the longer strands of
hair between her legs, getting as close to the skin as she could without cutting herself with them. Once she was satisfied it was short enough, she lathered up her outer lips and began to use the razor.
she rinsed again and ran her hand over the new smoothness, amazed as to how nice it felt not to have any hair down there at all.
remaining water and let the sensation spread throughout her body. Then she pushed two fingers inside her and moved them in and out, rubbing her clitoris with each stroke. It felt good. After several climaxes she realized what had happened and grew red with embarrassment. It was like
she was afraid someone would catch her, even though there was no one around and her mother certainly wasn't going to catch her again, not after all these years.
decided that she liked how it looked and never gave it a second thought. She dried her hair, powdered herself and got dressed, then returned to the bedroom, made the bed and went to the kitchen to get something to eat.
When Carl got home that afternoon he found Catherine sitting on the sofa, reading one of her magazines.
sliding down the length of his cock and onto his balls. With one hand he undid his belt, unzipped his pants, and pulled out his uncut cock. He used his abundance of juices to lubricate himself and then he started to jerk off while eating out his wife.
.
It was only a matter of minutes before he shot off his largest load of cum in ages. He let himself shoot off into his hand, trying not to make a mess of the front of the sofa. After all, how would he explain the mess to Catherine, especially when she wasn't even aware of what he was doing to her?
up with something himself. He thought it would be easier that way.
house, but he intended to find out. After watching Carl enter the house, Jessie used his passkey and followed into the house. As he stood in the kitchen he heard Carl tell Catherine to get undressed.
He sneaked to the end of the hallway leading into the living room and stood there. His view was a profile of the two of them, so he had a good view of what was about to happen.
It made Jessie's mouth water. There was nothing he liked better then sucking off a huge cock.
Catherine kept herself completely shaved for her husband. If he had he probably would've wanted to join right in with Carl himself.
his pants. He didn't want that though. He wanted to wait till he got home, so he could jack off with the memories of what he'd just witnessed.
For the next 5 years Carl would get Catherine to alternately suck him off and he'd suck her as well.
Little did he realize that Jessie was also watching all this as it happened.
Chapter 2
It's 10 years later and Catherine and Carl have been fucking on a weekly basis for almost 8 years now. Catherine just doesn't realize it.
dipped it into her hole and then began to fuck herself with it. He listened as she make noises of contentment with each stroke.
wasn't hard to keep his body in shape all the time. In fact he liked to keep trim and fit.
himself. The difference between her white hand and his black cock startled her, as well as amazed her at the same time.
Already her juices were beginning to collect between her legs and she knew from experience that they'd soon be flowing and spilling from between her legs and onto the sheets beneath her. With her other hand she played with her clitoris as she sucked off Jessie, enjoying the feeling of a hard cock in her mouth and her own fingers in her pussy.
Jessie stood there and watched as his black cock disappeared into Catherine's hot mouth. It'd be a while since he'd been sucked off and it still felt as good now as it had then. The only difference was that the last time it had been a man with his cock in his mouth, sucking him until he shot his load into the man's
mouth.
it. In face, she knew she'd end up doing it.
it all down her throat she'd enjoy the feeling as it reversed when she pumped the cock and retreated back to uncover the head once again.
still suck on him.
foreskin, then immediately sucked him back into her mouth. After doing that twice it was only a matter of time before she shot his load. In fact, the next time she sucked him in she could feel the first eruption hit the back of her throat and she swallowed as fast as she could. She didn't want to miss a single
drop of his semen. With each shot she would pull him back slightly and then take him in once again, greeted each time with another shot. Finally, after about five minutes, the shooting was reduced to a trickle and she pulled her mouth off the cock and used her tongue to gather up the remaining traces of
his juices.
further. After watching her with her cucumbers he knew she'd be ready for him, so he decided not to wait any longer and pushed his cock into her until his pubic hairs were touching the bald flesh of her vaginal lips.
Jessie knew it wouldn't be as long as her oral stimulation before he shot another load deep into her, but he wanted it to last longer so by the time he'd been fucking her for about five minutes, he pulled out of her.
Before Jessie dived into her pussy though, he pushed her legs aside and use his mouth on those nipples.
It would take about a week for them to lose their tenderness and be ready for the next assault on them.
continued working on them until he heard Catherine tell him she couldn't take any more.
and savoring them like a fine wine. Her juices had a sweetness to them, not the usual tartness he had occasionally encountered on other women he'd eaten in the past. He licked and sucked. Sucked and licked. And continued that until she begged him to once again stick his cock into her and fill her with
his load. By this time he was only too willing to do as she asked. So she straddled her legs once again and pushed all the way into her with one stroke. She was so wet from her juices and his that it hardly felt like he was in her at all. After five more minutes he finally shot another load, this time into her
pussy instead of her mouth, and he held himself in her until he was sure he was finished.
his mouth off her hole and sat up on the mattress, between the still spread legs of Catherine. He moved around until his legs dangled off the side of the bed, his feet resting on the floor. He turned to Catherine and noticed she'd already had her fingers between her legs and was busy stroking her clitoris.
"Yes," was the only reply.
Chapter 3
When Carl got home on Friday night Jessie was there at the front of the garage, waiting for him.
But what?
This way he knew she'd be waiting for him, ready for a hot session in their bedroom. Tonight though, he'd have to wait until he got done at Jessie's place.
"Catherine, I want you to go to the bedroom and wait on the bed for me. I have some things to take care with Jessie and I want you to be ready when I get
back."
"I used my passkey Miss Catherine gave me and opened the door and followed the sounds that led me to the kitchen and I listened as you told her to get undressed. Then I heard you tell her to sit on the sofa and to undo your pants, followed by the thud as your pants hit the floor. I worked my way up the hallway and to the living room. I wanted to see what was happening."
"Good!" he thought.
parts, and you'll know what's happening, won't you? I won't have to do things to you, or you to me, that you're not completely aware of. Makes it so much better for both of us."
you don't know, Mr. Carl. A lot of things."
man had opened his robe, revealing his naked, black body with his uncut cock already standing at attention, waiting for him to get to the business at hand.
"You waiting for an invitation, Mr. Carl? If you are, here it is," he pointed to his hard cock, waiting for him to lower his hot mouth and make contact for the first time.
want to and because you know what will happen if you don't. Do I make myself understood, Mr. Carl?"
off and start over again.
While he licked between the skin and cock head he used his other hand to gently stroke Jessie to an even harder state. It just amazed him that something that felt so soft could be so hard, but then again, he'd always wondered that about himself when he jacked off. Twice he had to release Jessie's cock and
start again, pulling all that skin back onto the stalk of the cock until it was all behind his cock head. Then he'd start bobbing his head up and down on the shaft, taking as much into his mouth as he could. Once he'd learned how far he could swallow the cock he was careful not to gag again. After a couple of minutes he got a rhythm going and was beginning to like sucking a cock. He started to move his head around as he sucked, and pretty soon his own saliva was running down the shaft and collecting on his fist and the loose skin. Pretty soon it was even dribbling down on Jessie's balls.
As he stood up Jessie got his first close-up view of Carl's uncut cock. Like his, it was rock hard and he could feel that stiffness when he wrapped his fingers around it for the first time. The contrast of his black fingers against this white cock still amazed him. Mr. James' cock was much like Mr. Carl's, only Mr.
James' cock was smaller. Longer, but smaller in girth and he was circumcised, too. He could easily take all of Mr. James' cock down his throat with no problems but he knew he'd have to get use to this one before he tried to take it all. He had plenty of time though to work on it.
Besides sucking pussy, sucking cock was the thing he liked most. Yes, he was going to enjoy all the time he and Mr. Carl would be spending with
each other.
then up and over it again. He loved the feel of the skin as it moved against the cock head and he was soon tasting the beginnings of Carl's pre cum as well. With some reluctance he pulled off the cock and looked up at Carl.
then they turned around so that they each had a hard cock in their faces, knowing what was expected to be done. Without the hesitation he's shown earlier, Carl took the black uncut cock into his mouth and started off where he'd left off. This time there was more pre cum to enjoy and it was quickly lapped up and sucked down his throat. He felt Jessie do the same thing to him and shut his eyes and enjoyed the feeling of another man's mouth on him. He had to admit to himself that he'd always been curious to try this, but had never had the gumption, or the balls, to actually ask someone to let him do it. He guessed that it was really every man's dream and desire to witness what it actually felt like to have another man suck his cock and to also suck one as well. He knew that Jessie wouldn't have to ask him again, too. He'd gladly meet with the man and suck his cock all he wanted to. Just as long as Jessie was willing to return the favor.
throat caused would only increase the need to shoot. Before long he got his reward.
throat, too.
"Time does fly when you're having fun," he thought, and he knew more fun was in the future.
was his idea in the first place.
Chapter 4
When Carl got back to the house he found Catherine lying in the bed, busy fucking herself with her newest cucumber. He stood in the doorway and enjoy the view.
After all, Carl had told her to enjoy herself while he attended to some business with Jessie, so that's just what she did.
his lovely wife trimmed his pubic hair and then shaved his cock and balls. Definitely something to consider in the future. If Catherine's pussy felt so good without any hair, he could imagine what his cock and balls would feel like without any hair down there.
what she wanted, so she was going to do it.
slightly, wanting badly to empty another load from his balls.
allowing his cock easier access into her throat.
"Gone? Don't tell me you've got another business meeting to go to! You just got home yesterday!"
"I know, dear, but the boss wants me to close this deal before the end of next week. It'll mean a huge bonus for me at the end of the year, too."
"Jessie is not to fuck me in the ass. Yes. I understand."
satisfy me on occasion!"
She kissed him on the cheek and left the room, heading upstairs to the bedroom.
Carl had already implanted the idea of Catherine fucking and sucking him off while he was gone for the next two weeks. And no idea that Catherine would be the one to ask him to let her do it, either.
Carl was gone for only two days when his suggestion to Catherine took root.
room where she'd take off his clothes so that she could finally see the package he had to offer her.
As he stood in the doorway his thoughts were actually on the meal to come. He wondered if she'd fixed his favorites and could already taste them in him mind. He had other plans for the evening, but those could wait till after the meal was finished.
shoot his load into her hot mouth. In truth, that's exactly what he wanted to do, too.
As she sucked his uncut cock her other hand rolled his balls between her fingers, causing more desires to make themselves known to him. He felt her tongue as it insinuated itself between his loose skin and his cock head, driving the tip of her tongue into his piss hole. Then she sucked as hard as she could, coaxing his pre cum from his balls where she could finally get a taste of it.
and it would be one for the books, too. But right now he intended to enjoy whatever it was Miss Catherine had in mind for tonight.
A look of surprise registered on his face at the first penetration, but he was glad she was doing it, as he liked something up his ass on occasion. He'd even been know to take a cock up there, when the time was right and he was with someone he really liked. It hadn't happened too often, but then again,
living on the grounds like this his exposure to other males was limited and of all the men he did get with only one had fit that bill. But that had been Catherine's father at the time. It had been a relationship that had lasted for almost 25 years and had continued till the old man had died years
earlier. He still missed Mr. James at times.
one, too. Her memories were foggy and she didn't linger on them too long, wanting to fill this sudden desire in her body to do this to Jessie. For some reason she felt compelled to suck this black cock.
between them. She then wiggle it and lick up the excess cum that had finally begun to make itself known at the end of his cock head. For some reason she felt like she'd already tasted Jessie's load, but it didn't stop her and she devoured the cum as it was released. Finally she got enough suction on
his cock that it would only be minutes before she felt his load displayed on her tongue and in her mouth.
After the first shot she quickly popped his cock into her mouth again, this time getting met with a stream of cum that missed the back of her tongue and went straight down her throat, filling her stomach with it's warmness and eliciting a moan of pleasure from her.
The next few shots landed on her tongue and she swallowed it greedily, wanting more and more. She got three more shots before his balls drained and is cock started to deflate. Still she continued to suck, not wanting the erection to go. Finally she gave in though, when it was apparent that no matter how
hard she sucked it just wasn't going to stay hard. But, given time and some rest, she knew he'd get it up again in time to fuck her with it.
She felt his tongue enter her mouth and swirl around inside, collecting as much of the remains of his cum as he could. Then he backed up, opened his mouth so she could see it inside his mouth, and then he swallowed.
was sitting on the edge of the cushions, into a reclining position. Now her pussy was right in front of him and he spread her legs, pushing them back until her knees met the tips of her rock hard nipples, then he went to work enjoying the juices already streaking down her inner thighs
them up as well. When he finally got to her bald pussy, pulling open her outer lips, he was greeted with still more wetness.
He licked the outer lips first, never daring to actually enter her with his tongue until he was sure there was nothing remaining outside her pussy. When he was finished there he again pulled her open and concentrated on one lip at a time, licking into her and her inner lips, cleaning her up as he went.
mouth and tongue and he was thankful for that much. This way his enjoyment was total and his pleasuring much more fun.
up on his knees and brought his once again hard cock up to her pussy lips.
would be puckered behind that cock head until he pulled out of her again. Then, once he started to pull out, his skin would once again begin to slowly cover his head and that excited her even more.
was completely inside began to stroke in and out of her warmth and wetness. For the first few strokes it was like he was fucking a balloon filled with oil. There was little, if any, friction and that continued for the first strokes until the friction started to build and he soon felt his skin against the inside of her pussy.
Once more she started to moan and gyrate her hips, trying as hard as she could to pull him deeper into her hole. Finally she felt his cock head bump against her cervix and she knew for sure that he could go no further. To do so he'd almost have to penetrate her cervix.
rest she let him know she was ready again by thrusting her hips up to his crotch, so he once again began to push his cock into her.
and thrust up to him one final time, triggering her last climax. When she came this time he did, too.
out of her well used pussy.
Not that she'd remember any of it in the morning.
Chapter 5
Two weeks after the unremembered encounter with Jessie, Catherine heard a knock on the front door and when she answered it she was surprised to find Jessie standing there, holding a large package in his arms.
"The did?" she replied.
wasn't opened before the appointed time. She'd seen him do many a package like that. It was just the way he did things.
to let her do this by herself. She needed to know what her parents had been into, and in order to do that she had to be alone to open the box and go through the contents.
I know that what you're about to see is going to come as quite a shock to you, but I feel it's time to learn some of the things that went on around the house when your momma was still with us. Please, don't think bad of us. We went into this knowing full well what we were doing. It was something your mother
and I wanted to do for a long time. Once we made up our minds there was nothing to hold us back. We enjoyed ourselves and we're hoping that this will ignite something inside you, to bring your feelings out into the open. Your mother and I raised you up to be proper, but we also realized, perhaps too late, that your primness would somehow hold you back, retard your growth as a woman. After you read this you'll find a similar letter from your mother. Please read it. I have no idea what she'll tell you, but please remember this - we both love you very much and we, especially your mother, feel guilty about the way
we raised you. Especially after some of the things we did.
you'll come to understand what we both mean in these letters. We both love you very much, Cathy.
was only one way to find out. She got up and went to the table where the box rested, looking at it like something terrible was hidden inside, even though she had absolutely no idea what was inside.
what looked to be three photo albums inside, along with a couple of VHS tapes. She also found a couple more sealed letters, all of them addressed to her with the signatures of both her parents on them.
enough.
even closer, showing her that her mother kept her mound shaved, just like she did. Was this something her mother wanted her to know about herself? She could only wonder. Flipping through more pages she found that all the pictures of her mother were in the nude. Not a stitch of clothing anywhere around,
not even anything on the floor at her feet. Her mother would be in different poses, bending over and showing the cameraman her ass ("Who was taking the pictures?" she wondered. Only later did it occur to her that it had been her father. "Who else could it have been?") Several others showed her lying on the bed and spreading her legs, using her hands to hold herself open, displaying the pinkness inside her vaginal lips.
time. There were also pictures of him poking things up his ass, much as her mother had stuffed things inside of her body.
Several more showed the hand pulling on the penis she held, and when she turned the next page it showed her mother sitting next to him on the bed. She knew the younger woman was her mother, having seen pictures of her momma when she was younger. The page was turned and this time it showed her mother, with her father's penis in her mouth!
licking her insides with his tongue!
By the end of the second album her father was fucking her mother and apparently they were both enjoying it very much.
for right now it's time to look at the first tape. This will show you how much we enjoyed this, better then the pictures ever could.
Before she did anything further, she went to the kitchen and got herself a glass of water. Her mouth was dry and her pussy was soaking wet. She felt her thighs slide together as she walked, and her juices were trailing down her inner legs. She imagined that if she looked behind her she'd see a trail of herself
on the floor, like a trail of breadcrumbs.
And the noises!
and the screaming continued to grow louder.
closer to her, and took his penis into her mouth. She bobbed her head up and down on her husband until he groaned and, from the look of it, shot another load into her mouth.
She couldn't take any more. The VCR was turned off, then the TV. She ejected the tape, put it back into the box, along with the two albums and left them there, while she left the room and went to her bedroom. Once there she got undressed, took a hot shower and went to bed for a while. There had been a lot in those albums that she'd been totally unaware of. It had taken her by surprise and she didn't know how to handle it.
purpose did it serve now to reveal all this to her almost 50 years after their deaths?
Jessie had stood outside the living room window and watched as Catherine looked at the video playing on the TV.
wondered how she'd react to that. Only time would tell.
as she pinched them to even harder states. He wanted to reach out and caress them himself, but that would mean giving himself away, and he didn't want to do that just yet. Instead he stood and watched, and waited.
Jessie stood there and let Catherine use her hot mouth on his hard organ once again. He couldn't get enough of her sucking him off. He reached down and pinched her nipples between his huge black fingers, feeling the texture of her nipples on his skin. With his other hand he reached down and patted her
bare pussy, feeling the leaking moisture that had already accumulated there.
as he ate Betty, too. And then Betty would fuck her husband and suck Jessie's cock until he shot his load, either into her mouth or all over her face. To Betty it didn't matter where she got it. She was addicted to cum and would take it anywhere she could get it. The only thing she wouldn't let either her husband or Jessie do was fuck her in the ass. She wasn't about to let that happen. She felt that her pussy was their's to do with as they pleased, but her ass was hers alone and no one messed with her back there. They knew she wouldn't allow it, so they never even tried.
them forward until his knees were touching his chest, then she pressed her mouth to his ass hole and began to lick and suck on is rosebud.
she looked into his eyes..................
her to climax again.
Chapter 6
As Jessie entered his home the phone started to ring. Looking at the called ID he could see that it was Carl.
"Sure thing, Mr. Carl. I'll be waiting for you there."
"What is it?"
"I guess not. What kind of dog did you have in mind?"
When he'd visited Mexico last year on his vacation he'd finally realized one of his deepest wishes to see a woman fuck and suck a dog. It had left a lasting impression in his mind and he realized now, for the first time, that his dream of actually taking part in something like this was finally going to happen. Of course, he'd have to work with Neptune first, and he knew he was going to enjoy that part of his plan as well.
While it was true that he was fucking her every chance he had, it was only due to fact that he was using his hypnosis on her. If not for that the only sex he'd have would be when he and Jessie got together for their regularly scheduled blow jobs on each other.
"Is she ready," Jessie asked him.
A short moan escaped her lips as her climax took hold of her body and she visibly sank lower on the bed once she'd reached that summit.
When it had hit the back of her tongue her gag reflex had kicked in and she'd almost spit it out. She overcame that feeling though and continued to pull it down the back of her tongue, until she was almost certain it was dangling into her stomach!
He also gently nibbled it with his teeth, eliciting a groan of acceptance from Catherine.
When Catherine got up the next day all she could think about was the box of things she'd gone through the previous day. She still couldn't believe some of the things she'd found inside that box. It still brought thoughts to her head of the tape she'd watched, in which her parents were fucking, and enjoying it! She still found it hard to believe that she hadn't known this about her parents, but then again, she had been a bit younger when they'd been killed in that accident all those many, many years ago.
She went downstairs and into the kitchen, where she fixed herself a small breakfast of eggs, grits and some milk and orange juice, then sat at the table and ate it all, her thoughts still on the video tape from yesterday. Once she was finished with her meal she got up and washed the dishes, dried them and put them in their proper place. She believed in keeping the house clean and would fuss for hours to make sure it was up to her standards. With it being only her and Carl in the house though, there wasn't a whole lot to do and keeping it clean and neat was an easy job. Thank goodness they'd never had any children to chase around the place. She didn't know if she'd have been able to keep up with them and to make sure they didn't make huge messes that had to constantly be cleaned up by her, or someone else.
She watched as the black woman plastered her mouth over her mother's hole and she could tell that the woman was using her tongue to gather and swallow the juices she sucked out of the wet pussy.
This was training he could get used to. As much as he liked to suck cock it was a pleasure to have a different one to work on. He hated it when Carl was gone, because then he knew it would be a while before he'd get to suck that white cock again. He'd gotten where he looked forward to the nights with Carl's cock in his mouth and when they 69'ed it was even better. There was nothing like the feel of having your cock in a mans mouth while that man also had his sucked on at the same time. Carl had learned to deep throat him with only a little difficulty, but now he sucked it like a pro and was always wanting to continue, even after his cock was so sensitive that he couldn't take any more oral action. With their skins still intact it make both of their cocks that much more sensitive to the rubbing on it, whether it was a hand or a mouth. Men with no skin attached were so much luckier, since their organs could take a little more action even after they'd shot their loads.
Looking down at Catherine he was surprised to see that she looked like she was disappointed that he'd stopped.
Neptune automatically knew that two people had entered the barn. He recognized Jessie's scent immediately. After all, Jessie was his trainer and they'd both had a lot of intimate times in the past weeks. The other scent was a bitch in heat! He remembered the scent from his previous owner, who had allowed him to mate with his dates in the past.
Jessie leaned forward, still holding the cock in his hands, and lowered his head to the dog's belly, inhaling the aroma of the canine cock. He stuck out his tongue, where Catherine could see it, and swipe it up and down the length of the cock.
Jessie had lost all track of time and where he was. That happened to him whenever he was sucking a cock. His main focus was sucking the organ and getting it to unleash its load into his mouth. He continued to jack his own cock, but that never registered in his mind. He didn't even realize he was doing it. All that mattered at that particular time was the cock in his mouth and getting it to unload its tasty juices.
"I wonder how Neptune's training is going," he thought to himself as he left the room.
Did you even hear me tell you to pull back?"
Now, do you think you're ready for the next step?"
Jessie, on the other hand. returned to his house and saw the blinking light on the answering machine. He almost waited till later to listen to it, but something told him it might be Mr Carl, so he hit the play button and listened:
Carl was looking forward to getting home.
Yes, the next two weeks were going to be good ones! After that he'd have to travel again and this would be his last trip before he finally retired and got to stay at home. Yes, he was really looking forward to his retirement!
Jessie had the hardest time of the two. His fucking thrusts had to pick up to match those of Neptune and he wondered if he'd done the wrong thing. He didn't know if he'd be able to match the speed of thrusts Neptune was setting, but he soon realized that Neptune was slowing down, as if to let him catch up. It was like the dog realized there was no way the human would be able to keep up the pace he'd at first set, so by slowing his hammering he allowed the human to match his sped and they were both able to enjoy the moment and settle into a movement they could both keep up with.
After what seemed like an eternity, they both collapsed on the blanket, allowing Neptune to crawl away to his favorite corner and clean himself off, and to get some rest as well. He knew that once the two people entered his stall that he'd be worn out by their unions, whether they be by oral stimulation or by penetration. Either way, he was enjoying himself a great deal.
Feeling a little dazed, he continued to sit in the tub, reaching towards the spigots to turn the hot water up. When he got no warmth from the water he finally realized that he'd probably run it all out.
She let those memories fade and focused on what was in front of her right now.
Relocating her hand to midway of his cock, she pulled down, slowly exposing his cock head to the atmosphere in the stall. His cock head had a pear shape to it and was a dark pink in color, contrasting with his black skin. The other color contrast that always amazed her was her white hand on his black tool. As black as he was, and as white as she was, it always amazed her to see the two of them together. She especially loved to watch his black cock as it entered her pussy. Many times she'd cum as soon as he entered her and then would begin to use slow strokes, penetrating her slowly and gradually building up his speed until eventually his pace would be as fast, and as hard, as he could give it to her. She loved to have him fuck her as hard as he could. While he wasn't rough with her, he was able to pound into her at a pace she loved.
"NNNNNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" She fell to her knees, tears streaming down her face.
"Sit there and relax for a while, Miss Catherine. I'll be back in a few minutes."
In the bedroom of Jessie's house were two bodies, one on top of the other, in a pose suggesting two lovers in the throes of love making.
Like the grocer, he found no one in the main house.
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