Adult Story

THE CHANCE ENCOUNTER-2: THE WORMTURNS

Chapter 1
And so my life as Sam’s slave began. Monday to Friday the rules were simple—while she was at work I was free to go to work—something I only did 2-3 days a week now—or play golf. But Sam would return home at 5:30 sharp and I had to be there kneeling and naked at the front door to show her my cock cage and collar, the two symbols of my servitude to her. Monday afternoon I got home a bit later than planned. I was held late by a client—a big one—so it was almost 5:25 when I ran in the door. I raced to the bedroom to remove my clothing, put it away neatly, and return to the door. I was only there two minutes when I heard it open.
She walked in, radiant in her scrubs, but it was obvious she’d had a shitty day. “You cut it a bit close today, didn’t you, slave?”
“I’m sorry, Mistress, I couldn’t get away from a big client. I raced home to be here for you. How can I serve you?”
Sam walked to the big leather chair in the living room and dropped the scrubs to the floor. She sat down and spread her legs. “I’ve been sweating my ass off all day. The goddamn air conditioning broke again so my pussy is probably ripe.”
“That’s OK, Mistress. I’ll love it anyway, and, Mistress, I would gladly remove your clothes for you.”
“Just get in here and eat this cunt. If I don’t cum soon I swear I’ll go crazy.” I dove in tongue first, starting on her labia and working my way in toward her slit. She was right, her cunt reeked, but that’s the breaks when you’re a slave. I lived to please my mistress—a good tasting cunt wasn’t part of the bargain. “Slave, I’m not in the mood for a long slow job. Just make me cum and then you can wash me. Plus, I’ve been saving something for you. I haven’t used the toilet all afternoon.” I got to work, licking and sucking her clit while I fingered her pussy, reaching for her sensitive G-spot. She jumped up suddenly. “C’mon, I gotta go. We can finish this in the shower.”
I raced behind her, sliding into position beneath her cunt just before she let loose. Her stream, more like a man’s because of the volume she’d built up, hit me in the cheek until I moved and opened my mouth. “Good boy,” she told me, “you know what to do with it, don’t you?” I nodded slightly as I swallowed a mouthful. When she finished I moved up to lick her clean and continue her toward her orgasm. I sucked her button between my teeth. Between the nibbling, sucking, and licking she came quickly and hard, collapsing into my arms. I helped her up, removed her top and bra and turned on the water to lovingly wash her lush body. “Did anyone comment on your collar today?”
“Yes, Mistress, I told them it was a loving gift from my new girlfriend. Several noticed there was no way to take it off so I told them that was the idea.”
“And how was your cage? I imagine you’d like to take it off.”
“I was proud to wear it, Mistress. It’s a symbol of my dedication to you, of my love for you.”
“I’ll let you take it off one of these days—when I want to fuck you. Then I think I’ll want it back on again. We’ll see.”
“As you wish, Mistress.” I finished washing her and she allowed me to clean myself. I turned off the water and led her out. I toweled her dry and helped her into her robe before addressing my own needs. I made dinner and we ate, mostly in silence. She retired to the living room while I cleared the table and took care of the dishes. I joined her later, sitting appropriately at her feet. I bent down, taking one foot into my hands. I massaged it and kissed her toes; then I took care of the other. I was just about to massage her legs when she pulled me up to bed.
She lay on her stomach, her hips up inviting me to kiss and lick her asshole. I pushed my tongue between her tight cheeks, finding her rosebud and teasing it with the tip. Sam moaned appreciatively. “Push your tongue in and finger my cunt. Find my G-spot and make me cum.” When I had done as she requested she pushed me onto my back and rubbed my balls. Using the cage was much like a cock ring that encircles both cock and balls. The scrotum is pushed forward, the balls squeezed tightly into a much smaller space than normal. The result was that my ball sac was tight and hard. The lightest pressure was magnified tenfold. Her gentle rubbing drove me crazy. Tentatively, I asked, “May I cum, Mistress?”
Sam thought about it for a while before denying my request. “Maybe tomorrow, if you’re a good boy.”
Tuesday I got home early from golf around two. I showered, making my body presentable for my Mistress. Once again I greeted her, my collar and cage on display for her. Again, she peed on me, requiring me to swallow and again I ate her juicy pussy twice and her ass once. She did not allow me to cum.
By Friday I had given her a ton of sex and orgasms but I had received nothing back. That would have been OK, but the cage’s effect on my balls, combined with the rubbing she had given me several times, made me hurt. It felt like I had blue balls. I asked Sam, ”Mistress, my balls are aching. They feel like blue balls. May I please cum?”
Her reply was terse, “I’ll decide when you can cum. That’s the way it works, doesn’t it? I’m getting tired of your whining. Lie on the bed and stay there.” I did as instructed until she returned with the cuffs and rope. Soon I was tied to the bed posts, my legs spread wide tied together by a rope that ran under the bed. “Don’t even think of getting loose. I was a girl scout and I know how to tie knots. I’ll be right back.” She came back with the riding crop. It was about two feet long with a 3 by 4-inch piece of leather on the end. “You may think your balls hurt now, but when I’m done they really will.” She toyed with me a few times, rubbing the leather and crop against my balls. In their current condition I was miserable, but I knew better than to complain. She took a short swing, connecting firmly with my scrotum. I couldn’t help myself; I simpered like a baby, ”Please, Mistress, I’ll be good. I won’t complain any more.” She gave me another firm swat—it felt like I’d been hit with a baseball bat. Ten times she imposed her discipline on my balls. When she was done she told me to sleep on the floor.
I awoke around three. It was still dark, but I knew I was in big trouble. My body had betrayed me—I’d had a wet dream. My ejaculate was spread all over the carpet. I tried to lick it up but all I did was spread it around. When Sam woke around eight I was on my knees, my head down in disgrace. “Mistress,” I begged, “I’m so sorry. I didn’t do it to displease you. I had a wet dream. See, my cage is still in place. It just happened. I’m so sorry.”
“Slave,” she looked at me with scorn on her face, “don’t you have any control of your body. You’re not a teenager, you know. Clean up this mess while I decide what to do with you.” I thanked her and got to work, using some wet towels to soak up much of the semen and dry ones to blot the carpet dry. I put everything into the hamper. I would do the laundry later in the day. That was also one of my jobs. It was about twenty minutes later that I walked into the kitchen. I could see the dining room table was set up and Sam was holding the paddle. I didn’t say a word. I walked over to the table and bent down. It took her less than a minute to fasten the rope to my wrists. A minute later my ankles were also secured. I turned back, “I’m so sorry, Mistress. I told you I needed to cum. I can usually go longer but I’ve been giving you so much sexual pleasure. It has an effect on me, Mistress, but I know that I need to be disciplined. I don’t blame you. It’s all my fault.” She gave me thirty and when she finished my ass was bleeding. I wasn’t sitting down any time soon.
“The worst part about this—I was planning on fucking you today, but after this–forget it. You’ll have to make do taking care of me.” I knelt before her and kissed her feet. She melted at my gesture and told me to get up. “Let’s get you some ice for that. I got a little carried away.”
“No, Mistress, I deserved it—and more. I’ve been very bad. May I try to make it up to you today?” I gave her my best all day and all night. She allowed me to get back into the bed that night.
Chapter 2
The following week my Mistress allowed me to take the cage off for half an hour. I was permitted to jerk off to avoid another involuntary ejaculation. She even helped me by rubbing my balls. She made me keep the ring on so my scrotum was really tight around my heavy testicles. Her touch was exquisite and when I came she, once again, gathered all my semen requiring that I lick her fingers clean and swallow my entire load.
On Friday night she told me we were going out—a friend was having a small get together. I picked out some good white wine for my Mistress’s enjoyment. I wouldn’t be allowed any. I drove to the address she gave me. When I got out of the car she fastened the leash to my collar. I followed her into the apartment to the exclamations of her friends. “Holy shit, I didn’t believe it when you told me, Sam, and if I wasn’t seeing it now I still wouldn’t.”
“So, Sam, what does your slave do?
“Anything I tell him to, right slave?”
“Yes, Mistress, I do whatever you tell me to do.”
One of the women, chubby and big-titted scoffed. “So what if he says that, prove it. Let’s see him in action.”
“Very well,” Sam replied, “Slave, remove your clothes and come over here.” I started with my sneakers, tucking the socks into each one. I dropped my shorts and removed the boxers, folding them neatly on top of my shoes. My shirt came off last. I walked to Sam and knelt before her, my head down in submission.
“What’s that on his cock?”
“Tell them, slave.”
I turned to face the women, showing them the cock cage. “This is a cock cage,” I began, “it ensures that I do not play with myself or get an erection or have an orgasm without my Mistress’s permission. I have worn it ever since my Mistress agreed to show me her love through her domination and control of me. I’m very lucky to be her slave.”
“Want more proof?” Sam asked. “Slave, come here, remove my panties and eat my cunt.” I smiled at her. There was nothing I enjoyed more than pleasuring her with my mouth. She lifted her hips to facilitate the removal of her panties. I handed them to her, pulled her to the edge of the chair and dove between her legs. I put my mouth over her entire pussy as I had the first time I ever tasted her and sucked mightily. I could see the rapture on her face as she gripped my head, pulling me even closer to her. Sam began grunting and groaning as I began to get to her. I fingered her clit, finding it hot to the touch. Sam exploded into my face, squirting several times. This was all the reward I could ask for.
Sam looked at her astonished friends until chubby big-tits asked if she could get some of this, too. “Of course,” Sam replied, “just take off your clothes and get in line. Take care of them, slave.” I turned on my knees just as chubby sat on a folding chair, opened her legs and pushed her meaty pussy toward me. I did the same thing for her that I had done for Sam. Her labia were so thick that I was able to gnaw on them, adding to the sensations she felt. I got her off in only four minutes. The next two I handled in the same manner, but the last woman asked for something different, “I need to get fucked. Can he fuck me, Sam?”
“Only if you have some condoms—no condom, no fucking; I have to protect him—and me, too.” The woman produced a new package from her purse. I returned to Sam; she removed the key from her neck—it had joined the Allen wrench right after I had put the cock cage on the first time. She unlocked the padlock and I slid the cage from my cock. “Keep the ring on, slave. Put the cage back on when you finish.”
“Mistress, what will happen if I cum? All this pussy sucking has made me really horny. I don’t wish to displease you.”
“Oh, go ahead, even you are entitled to some fun once in a while.” I took the condom from the woman and rolled it on my cock. She had lain on the floor so that’s where I joined her, rubbed my cock into her slit finding her wet and ready. I pushed in and she squealed with delight, “Fuck, Sam, he’s so fucking big. This is going to be fantastic. You’re the best friend ever.” I lifted her legs to get at her G-spot and finger her asshole. As I did I heard the door open and a new guest enter. He was told to get in line—he’d be next. My partner was calling for, “Faster! Harder!” so I complied, ramming my cock into her until she came, shaking beneath me. I had also come, squirting what seemed to be a gallon of semen into the condom.
I disposed of the condom, rose to my knees and saw the guy. His cock was hard and red. I glanced at Sam and she nodded. Under other circumstances I might have twisted his balls off and bitten through his organ, but to do so would offend and embarrass my Mistress. Instead, I licked his head and took his cock deep into my mouth. Like the others in this group he came quickly—didn’t these people ever get any sex? I crawled back to Sam, reinstalled and locked my cock cage, sitting naked at her feet while everyone else dressed. I remained naked throughout the party.
Shortly after ten my Mistress asked me to get her some wine. I rose to my feet, walked to the kitchen and poured her some of the select Chardonnay I had brought from my cellar. I returned to my position where I remained until Sam complained she wasn’t feeling well. I turned, seeing her in obvious distress. I jumped to my feet, dressed hurriedly, and went to her side. She told me she was feeling faint; I helped her to her feet and when she staggered I picked her up into my arms. I thanked everyone for allowing me to service them and carried Sam out to the car. We were home in less than twenty minutes. “I don’t understand,” she slurred, “I didn’t have much to drink.”
“I know,” I replied, “it’s the ‘roofie.’”
“Huh?” was all she could say before she passed out.
Chapter 3
One of the great things about being an architect and builder is that I could get almost anything I wanted in a house. I had designed my house and built it; I carried Sam to the secret room. I had told my workers that it was going to be a “safe room,” but, in reality, it served another purpose entirely—it was my game room. You wouldn’t find a pool table, ping pong, foosball, or any other family game here—this was a place for adult games and some of the equipment here was of my own design. I opened the secret panel and carried the unconscious Sam in. I dropped her unceremoniously on a couch, removed her clothing, and positioned her on my horse—kind of a pommel horse one might see in a gymnastics meet, but with restraints for her arms and legs. I put a large towel under her, placed her carefully, and fastened her restraints. Finally, I dropped a blanket over her body.
I removed the chain from her neck, opened the padlock on my cage and removed the entire device, rubbing my cock and balls for several minutes. I was so stimulated I decided to jerk off. Stroking my cock strongly, it was only minutes before I was able to cum again. With semen clinging to my body I headed to the shower—I’d swallowed enough cum for one evening! Sam didn’t know it, but she was going to be disciplined. She was almost a total failure as a mistress, but I had strong feelings for her so I was still hopeful she could work things out with me.
What a lot of people don’t realize is that a master-slave relationship isn’t all that different from regular relationships. There should be give and take in both and they are only successful if both parties care for each other. I cared for Sam, but did she care for me enough to make it happen? So far all she’d done was use and abuse me and tonight was not something I would tolerate ever again. Well, I’d find out in the morning.
I reclined on the couch, pulled a blanket over my naked body, and fell immediately into a deep sleep. I awoke early as usual; Sam was still unconscious. I rose, made coffee and brought two cups back to the game room. I shook Sam gently and she started to come around. “Huh? Where am I? What happened?” She tried to get up, but was unable to move at all.
“Would you care for a little coffee, Mistress? I think it will help you.” I held the cup to her mouth, allowing her to sip. “To answer your questions not necessarily in order—you’re in my game room. It’s a secret room accessible from the living room. I put you here last night after you passed out. You slept in your present vulnerable position.”
“But I didn’t have very much to drink.”
“No, it was the ‘roofie’ I slipped into your wine.”
“Where could you possibly get a ‘roofie’ and where could you possibly have hidden it? That doesn’t make any sense.”
“OK, I got it from my buddy Sheriff Mike. He’s been on my payroll for almost twenty years. I can tell you because there’s no way to find the money or trace it back to me. As to where I hid it—what did I wear the entire evening? Yes, my ring—it was wedged between the ring and my balls. I did it because we need to talk—especially after last night. When we’re finished I’ll tell you all the things that you’ll need to punish me for.
“Mistress, I eagerly offered to be your slave. What are my responsibilities to you?”
“To serve me, of course—sexually and any other way I determine.”
“Yes, and I have done that, haven’t I?” Sam looked away as I continued, “And what are your responsibilities to me?”
“My responsibilities?” she exclaimed, “What do you mean?”
“It’s really quite simple, Mistress. All relationships require give and take, but all you ever do is take. Do you think I enjoyed that? And—I wanted—I still want—to serve YOU. I know I’m lucky to have you under any circumstances. However, I never offered to serve your friends and especially not your male friends. Nor did I offer to be publicly humiliated for your friends’ amusement, did I? I do have to admit that you wouldn’t let that friend fuck me without a condom—that was good. But
how about some consideration for my needs? We’re going nowhere without it. I expect to be used, and sometimes even abused, but all you ever did was abuse me.”
“I guess I’ve really fucked this up, haven’t I? All I ever thought about was myself. I never gave you a second’s thought. You can let me up. I’ll pack my bags and go.”
“Now, that’s something else I never mentioned—you going. I just said I still want to serve you and I do. I think a lot of this is all about you not having much experience as a Mistress, where I’ve had many years as a slave. You look shocked, don’t be. My wife was my Mistress long before we were married. We met in college and, believe me, I was a mess until Marjorie took control of me. She put me into a cock cage on our third date and threatened never to take it off if I didn’t straighten up. She used it to punish me; it was much more effective than beating me, although that has its place for me, too.”
“You’re making me feel like an idiot. I even beat you for nothing when you first accepted me as your Mistress.”
“No, Mistress, you had to do that. I needed to learn that you would punish me. I expect it if I misbehave—like I’m doing now. I needed to learn to respect your authority. Now, however, I’m going to punish you. I’m going to beat your ass. Then I’m going to fuck your pussy and then your ass. When I’m done I’ll take care of you and you can punish me. Then we’ll be even and we can move forward. Look above you—choose your poison.”
Sam checked out all the implements hanging on the wall. “Use the cane. I deserve it for almost fucking up the best thing that’s ever happened to me.” I leaned down and we kissed—the best kiss I’d ever experienced. When she broke it I took down the cane. “Don’t hold back. Apparently I need some discipline, too.”
I rubbed the cane over her soft smooth perfect ass—without a doubt the best ass I’d ever seen or touched or eaten, for that matter. I reared back and let her have it; she cried out in pain. I gave her another, and another and another. All told she received eight blows. Her butt cheeks were red and swollen when I finished. I kissed every mark on her butt. When I reached down to her cunt I found she was running pussy juice. “I think you enjoyed that a bit too much, judging from your pussy.”
“Oh, stop talking and start the fucking. I probably need it more than you do. I’ve been so occupied with trying to control you I almost forgot how wonderful it is to fuck you.” I pushed all seven inches of my fat cock into her hole. Sam squealed with delight. I rammed into her, taking out my frustrations of the previous weeks. When I got close I slowed down to prolong the ecstasy. I pulled out and lowered my mouth to her cunt, drinking up as much as I could. When I straightened up I pushed into her tight ass. This was Heaven on earth. She was incredibly tight and very hot. “I hope you realize you’re taking my anal cherry. I’ve never done this before, but I guarantee we’ll do it again. We’re going to fuck often. I like to think I can learn from my mistakes.” I pounded her ass for several minutes and, just as I began to lose it, I reached down for her clit, jamming two fingers into her cunt. I found her G-spot and, a moment later, we came together, Sam squirting and me losing what felt like a ton of semen into her ass.
I released her restraints, picked her up and carried her to the bathroom. I filled the big Jacuzzi and got in, my Mistress balanced on my legs leaning back onto my chest. “This is fun, why haven’t we done this before? OK, I know why—I was being a big asshole.” We sat there in silence while I massaged her butt, easing her pain until she turned, kissed me, and whispered, “Let’s go to bed.” I pulled her up, dried her lovingly and followed her into bed. We held each other, kissed, and, for the first time, really expressed our love for each other. Sam fell asleep, napping for almost an hour. When she woke she reached for my cock, finding instead my steel cage.
“What
?”
“I did not have your permission to take it off so I put it back on while you were sleeping. Now we should discuss my punishment. First, I drugged your drink then I removed my cock cage without permission. I also jerked off last night; I punished you, fucked you, and fucked your ass—all without permission. I must be punished, Mistress; I need it. The past nine months since Marjorie died I have been lost—adrift at sea—without direction. My work has suffered. I need to be dominated and controlled. I need to be punished for everything I have done.”
My Mistress rose from the bed. She resumed her Amazonian posture and authority. “Get up and come with me.” She led me to the table. “Bend over while I get the restraints.” She tied me into position. I couldn’t move if I wanted to. She walked into the game room, returning with a long paddle complete with holes—the better to swing and raise welts.
I turned around just before she began. “Don’t hold back. Remember all the bad things I did to you. I deserve this.” She gave me forty. I cried like a baby before she finished, but so did she. She kissed the pain from my ass, released me, and helped me to bed. I lay on my stomach while she applied an ice pack. “I decided you’re to wear the cage for another week. But I may shorten that if you’re really good. We’ll still have the same rules—I expect you home and naked before I arrive at 5:30. You know the position. Let me know if you need to cum—I’ll let you jerk off, but no pussy for a week. Then we’ll put this behind us. Ouch, I think I should have said something else. “
“Thank you, Mistress, for taking control of me again. I’ll do anything for you.”
“Yes, I know that—and you will, won’t you?
“Yes, Mistress, I love you.”
Chapter 4
The weeks passed and my Mistress was true to her word. I did need to cum badly before my week was up. She gave me twenty minutes for jerking off. She did it for me, sucking me deep into her mouth before stroking me. When I came, my semen covered my body. I pulled her hand to my mouth, offering to swallow my jiz. My Mistress scraped up the rivers that had fallen on me, but shared the swallowing. She cleaned my cock with her mouth and I willingly returned the cage to my body.
My Mistress directed me to show her how to access the game room. There were dozens of gadgets there—vibrators of every kind, paddles, whips, canes, and crops, nipple clamps—almost anything one could find in an adult store. She placed her hand on the horse, turned to me, and smiled. Then she kissed me and asked me about the big item at the rear of the room. It’s my special invention—an eight-foot wooden X built onto a vertical arm. The top and bottom of the vertical are connected to a semicircular section of an I-beam. The entire structure rests on a gimbaled base. The X can be moved in any direction—right, left, horizontal, and tipped over to the opposite vertical. I explained that Marjorie and I had many fun times on this machine. My Mistress pointed to me and the machine, directing me to get onto it. I allowed my Mistress to secure my wrists and ankles to the ends of the X. She laughed when she tilted me horizontal. She removed her clothes and stood just over my mouth. She was able to move my mouth wherever she wanted. “Eat me,” she commanded. I had no choice as my face was buried into her cunt. I licked up and down her slit and nibbled on her clit. “Stick your tongue out.” When I did she fucked herself with it until she came, drenching my face. The old Mistress might have left me there or released me unsatisfied—pent up with frustration, but the new Mistress turned me around until I was upside down with my cock—unfettered by the cage—right in front of her face. “This is fun, slave. Shall I tease you or suck your cock? I think I’ll just tease you for now. Maybe later
.” She ran her fingers up and down the sensitive underside of my cock; I became hard in a second. She massaged my balls until I groaned in rapture. For fifteen minutes she teased mercilessly. Then, a huge smile on her face, she took pity on me and took me into her mouth. Standing as she was gave her great advantage over me. She could suck and play with my balls or finger my ass. She went for the ass, fucking me furiously while bobbing on me.
I begged her to let me cum, but she remained silent. “Please, Mistress, I’m going to cum. I can’t help myself. What you’re doing to me
please, Mistress.” My Mistress winked as I forced rivers of cum into her mouth. “Thank you, Mistress. May I clean your fingers?” She pulled them from my ass, put them into my mouth, allowing me to serve her. When she removed them they were sparkling clean. “Thank you, Mistress for allowing me to serve you. May I also clean your pussy?” My Mistress thought about it for a second before smiling again, moving me to her cunt, and spreading her legs. I sucked her juices from her slit and licked her labia, before moving to her asshole.
“Uh, that’s not my pussy, slave!”
“I know, Mistress, I couldn’t help myself. I love your ass. Please punish me for my impertinence.”
“I think I have a better idea—eat my ass. Stick your tongue into me. You know how much I love that.”
“Yes, Mistress, it will be much easier if you would turn around. I can reach you better that way.” She turned and I forced my tongue into her ass. I fucked her fine hole with my tongue until she fell onto my face.
“You have my permission to laugh, slave. That was funny.” She leaned down and kissed me, wrapping her tongue around my dirty tongue, sharing the flavor of her own ass. She caressed my face and, for the first time, whispered, “I love you, slave.” I was ecstatic.
Chapter 5
I kept getting into trouble—stupid careless things that could be overlooked in most people, but for me it was symptomatic of a problem that would grow if unchecked. One morning I forgot to cap the toothpaste and clean the vanity top in the bathroom. I got five days in the cage for that—no access to my Mistress’s wonderful tight pussy except by my tongue which only made me hornier. Another time I forgot to turn on the dishwasher. There were no coffee cups the following morning. My Mistress’s expression would have melted an iceberg. She gave me two weeks in the cock cage for that, but did allow me to jerk off once during that period.
A big turning point occurred one evening while we were in bed, naked as always. My Mistress spooned against me and I put my arm over her, caressing her stomach. Once again, I wasn’t paying enough attention and my hand drifted to her pussy. I knew I was in trouble when her body tensed. “Who initiates sex?”
“You do, Mistress. I’m sorry, I wasn’t paying attention. It won’t happen again.”
“I know it won’t,” she replied as she turned on the lamp. Reaching into her nightstand drawer she handed me the cock cage. “Put this on.”
“But, Mistress, I have an erection. It won’t fit.”
“I don’t care. Have it on by the time I return, or else.” She left the room; I could tell she was really angry. I managed to get my cock and balls into the ring, but I had to force my cock painfully into the cage which was much too small for my erection. I pushed, ignoring the pain until I was just able to pull the cage over the tab on the ring. I fastened the lock just as my Mistress returned. I cringed when I saw the restraints and the riding crop.
“Give me your wrist and don’t make me ask you twice.” In seconds I was fastened to the bedposts. She threw the rope under the bed and stretched my legs as far apart as they could go. I was helpless—at her mercy—and it didn’t appear that she had any tonight. “These things get you into a lot of trouble. Let’s see if we can alleviate that.”
She rubbed the leather tip over my balls as she always did before disciplining me. “Who initiates sex?”
she asked.
“Y
you do, Mistress.” WHACK! She gave me a good one. “Please, Mistress, I’ll be good. Please!”
“Who initiates sex?” she repeated.
“You do, Mistress. WHACK!
“Who initiates sex?”
“You do, Mistress, please
no more!” WHACK!
It continued until I faltered, unable to respond due to the pain. “Now you’ve made me lose count,” she told me, “I’ll have to start over.” On and on it went until she asked me, “What number will this one be?”
“Twelve, Mistress
twelve.”
“I’m glad to see you’re finally paying attention. Who initiates sex?”
“You do, Mistress.” WHACK! It was over.
“Remove the cock cage. You have my permission to jerk off, but don’t take all night, I have a busy day tomorrow.” She unlocked the cage. I gently slid it from my bruised organ, but I was unable to remove the restraining ring. My balls had swollen so much there was no way they would fit through. I left it and tried to stroke my cock. It became erect easily enough, possibly a result of the trauma I had suffered. After about five minutes my Mistress turned over, “What’s the problem slave?”
“My balls are swollen—I can’t remove the ring. I’m having trouble stroking it.”
Again she turned on the light, and seeing my predicament, rose to fetch an ice bag. After she placed it on my scrotum she took me into her mouth. “This is probably the only way I’ll ever get any sleep.” She used her tongue expertly as she sucked me into her throat. Up and down she went until I warned her. Then she backed off as I blew my load into her mouth. She rose, moving her mouth over mine. “Open,” she commanded. When I did she transferred my cum from her mouth into mine. I swallowed and she kissed me, “goodnight, slave.”
The following morning my balls were still swollen, too swollen to remove the ring. My Mistress took one look and told me to stay in bed. She replaced the ice, made coffee, and brought me a cup. “You’re staying home today and so am I. You need care.” At 8:30 she phoned my office, “This is Samantha Harris, Mr. Warner’s girlfriend. He had an accident last night and I think he needs to stay home today. Tomorrow? I’ll call if he’s not better by then. Thank you.” Then she called her own office and, despite having a heavy schedule, took the day off—an emergency, she said.
She spent the entire day caring for me—holding the ice bag, replacing the ice, comforting me through the agony I was experiencing. “I’m sorry, Mistress. I’m such a burden to you.” She put her finger on my lips, shushing me. She lay next to me, comforting me with her body. I was finally able to slide the ring off that evening. My cock and balls were badly bruised.
“Who initiates sex?” my Mistress asked.
“You do, Mistress. This was a lesson I’ll never forget.” She kissed me gently, tucked me in and we went to sleep.
Next: I finally see the light.

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SHARING MENDY PART 3

Last weekend my neighbor from across the road had a little party. He sent me a text, asked if Mendy and I would like to stop by. I showed the text to her and she got all excited. “oh hell yea!!” My dick got hard as a rock. I figured she always wanted to fuck him, Bobby was his name. He was a big guy, good looking and funny. She likes big guys, says they fill her up better. Mendy would always dress and undress in front of the window that Bobby could see right in from his house, if he happened to look.
Mendy wanted to clean up before going. She emurged from the bedroom wearing a very short skirt and tube top. I could tell, no bra. Her nipples poked right through. She sat down on my lap, we kissed and my hand found it’s way between her legs. Just as I figured, no panties. Mendy’s pussy was already wet with anticipation. As I played with her pussy I asked “no panties tonight?” Mendy responded with “You don’t mind do you hunny? I want to get fucked real good tonight. I will give you what you want when we get home.” She knew I loved to watch her get fucked, then slip my dick in her while she is still wet and dripping another mans cum from her hole. It is so hot and wet, it takes no time for me to blow.
We walked across the road and joined the party. It was Bobby and about 6 of his friends. Mendy was the only woman there. They looked pretty fucked up, drinking beer, smoking pot, and doing some lines. Mendy wanted to do a line. When she bend down to use the straw, her short skirt went up and a few guys had a perfect shot of her pussy. I could see their eyes bug out and mouths drop open. The guys that saw started whispering to the other guys. When it got to Bobby, he ask if she would like another. She bent down again and 4 guys moved to get a look. One said “damn, look at that!!” I said “she does have a pretty pussy.” Mendy finished her line and stood up real slow. She turned to the guy that said that and lifted her skirt so he could see the front. Thats when about 8 pairs of hands reached for her. They were rubbing her pussy, ass, tits and legs. Their hands were all over her. It only seem to take a second and she was naked in front of all of us. Bobby said “looks like we’re gonna train your old lady.” I said ” I’m pretty sure thats what she came here for.” Mendy looked right at Bobby and said “I want you to fuck me first.” She went right to him, grabbed his pants, and lead him to the couch. She took off his shorts and sat him down. He was only about 1/2 hard, but his was already bigger than mine. Mendy let out a “MMMMMM” and put her lips around his head. His dick grew to well over 10 inches and was real thick. Mendy could only get a little more than the head in her mouth, but she could do great things with that tongue of hers. Someone moved behind her and started licking her ass and pussy. She was really getting into it and sucking Bobby with gusto. Both hands on his shaft and her mouth never left his dick head. I took off my pants and took a seat next to Bobby. I had a perfect view of her pretty face bobbing up and down on this huge dick. I grabbed the back of her head and forced her down on him more than she wanted to take. She came up gasping for air. “you fucker, just for that you will wait till last and have to watch me fuck all these guys.”
With that coment, she sat down on Bobby’s lap, facing him. She grabbed his dick and worked the head around her pussy lips. Then I saw his dick sink slowly into her tight little pussy. when it withdrew, it was shinny with her juice. It withdrew and disappeared into her over and over. Mendy sunk it deep inside and started to grind. She must have found the gspot, because her cum was soaking his balls and pubic hair. Her eyes rolled and she threw her head back. When she was finally done cumming she said “somebody stick a dick in my mouth.” 3 hard ons instantly pointed at her face. She was riding Bobby and sucking as many dicks as she could at once. Bobby said “look out fellas,” picked her up and planted her on the couch. He scooted her ass to the edge, hooked her legs and grabbed her shoulders. Then began to fuck her hard. His balls and her ass were slamming together making a slapping sound. Bobby fucked her hard like that for a good 10 – 15 minutes. Mendy’s juice was running down her asshole and wetting the couch. I reached in and started rubbing her cum into her ass, getting it all slippery. She started moaning and talking dirty. “FUCK ME, FUCK ME!!! YOUR DICK IS SO BIG!!! OH MY GOD!!” I saw Mendy’s hand reach for Bobby’s balls. She played with them for a minute and I saw them draw up. I knew he was about to cum and I had a close up view. Her fingers were wet from her own juice and she stuck a finger in Bobby’s ass. He burried his dick in and began to pump his cum up her. Somehow it found room to run out of her, it was seeping out around his dick. Then he withdrew and a bunch more came out. He pulled out till his dick was just touching her pussy, then slammed it back in. It made a squishing noise and more cum came out, this time with a big pussy fart. He did it again and again, each time with a pussy fart.
Someone said “come on man, let someone else have a turn. One by one, each guy got between her legs and fucked her for all they was worth. None lasted as long or was as big as Bobby, but she got lots of dick in her. Towards the end, the guys wasn’t lasting very long at all. Some came on her face and in her hair. She had it all over her tits and belly.
Mendy was sucking Bobby again as the last guy finished pumping his load deep in her pussy. Bobby said “since you stuck a finger in my ass, I am going to fuck your ass.” Mendy said “ok, sit on the couch.” Bobby did and Mendy backed her ass up to him, put her feet up on the couch on either side of him and tried to guide his huge dick into her little butthole. It wouldn’t go, so she stuck a couple fingers in her pussy and pulled out some cum. She worked it in her ass, fished out some more and rubbed it on his dick. She tried to stick his dick in her ass again. All of a sudden the head disappeared, Mendy shuttered a little, but continued to sink her ass down on him. She was rubbing her pussy juice on his dick to keep it lubed up. It was working and Mendy was rubbing her clit real fast as he was pounding away at her little butthole. She was facing us and we all had a great view. She screamed “OH MY GOD!!!” and she squirted about 4 feet, then her love juice ran from her pussy and really soaked Bobby. I wanted to join in and said ” Bobby, hold up a second.” He stopped pounding her and I got between her legs too. I said “you dont mind do ya?” and sunk my dick in her pussy while Bobby’s dick was burried in her ass. Her pussy was on fire and soaked, yet tight because Bobby’s huge dick filling up her asshole. I could feel him withdraw and drive his dick back in her. It was a feeling like I have never had before. I could acually feel this guy fucking my girlfriend. I just left my dick burried in her pussy, hitting her gspot, her pussy quivered and she came again and again. Mendy’s juice found it’s way to Bobby’s pole again and he was really letting her have it. I was pulling her hard into us so his thrust would slam into her. Then he burried it deep in her ass and started to groan. I could feel his dick swell and start to pulse as he shot load after load into her ass. This was all I could take and I blew my spunk up her.
We walked back across the road and home. Mendy went right to bed and lay down. “don’t go to sleep yet” I said. “That was hot and my dick is still hard.” I grabbed her feet and pulled her down a bit. I crawled up her cum soaked body till my dick was pointed at her face, my knees had her arms pinned down. I grabbed 2 handfulls of hair and brought her face toward my dick. Her beautiful mouth opened and she took my dick in. She pressed her tongue to my dick and I began to fuck her face. I let one of her arms up and she grabbed the shaft of my dick hard. I remembered how Bobby made her squirt and my balls began to tingle. I picked up the pace and she matched it, no problem. I called her a dirty little dick sucker and blew my wad in her mouth. When I was done cumming, she tried to pull away. I held my grip tight, said “swallow it bitch, you swallow those other guys cum.” She let it spill out around my dick. I released my grip and she pushed my cum out of her mouth, it ran down her chin all over her tits. I was pretty proud of myself, that was a big load. Then Mendy said “when you grow a 10 inch dick, I’ll swallow your cum too.” She got in the shower and I fell asleep.
I woke up a short time later, Mendy was gone. I knew she was back at the party. I went over and looked in a window. Mendy was bent over at the waist, a guy drilling her from behind while holding her by her arms. Bobby had a hold of her head and fucking her mouth. I pulled my dick out and jacked off while watching. I blew a wad all over the porch, went home and to bed. Mendy finally came home about the time the sun came up, crawled in bed and slept all day.

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Jennys hypnotic devotion to animal rites 1

Jenny’s hypnotic devotion to animal rites 1 (estimated 31 mins reading time)You lock the door, I’ll bar the gate. My dare’s to thee, Initiate! : Incantation – FanfictionI can see inside you, the sickness is rising.
Don’t try to deny what you feel : Lyric – DisturbedChapter 1.
There was an indeterminate period of time, during which, all manner of obscenity danced before Jennifer Parker dementedly, in roiling, seething darkness as she continued to regress. Different terrors. Different days. But always the constant chants, and the filthy bellowing of blasphemous encouragements from the ever present gatherings around her. And then, she’d achieved her altered state.
Jenny was only twelve years old again just now, naked in a fevered, fearful, loathing hell, in which she was writhing in almost excruciating lust. Unseen, yet knowing fiery fingers seemed to caressed her quivering little body. Teasing her little nipples maddeningly erect, insinuating themselves within the yearning crevasses of her immature sex organs and making her tingle maddeningly all over. So filthy, what they used to do to her – those wicked monstrous people – such an innocent young girl. How could they? How CAN they. No. I don’t want it.. I’m burning” Jenny squealed, “please.. nooooooooo!”
“Specto suscitatio,” her hypnotherapist commanded, without impatience. It was a magic, hypnotic key phrase Doctor Schwarzkopf had taught his patient, which helped her slip more quickly into an hypnotic state of recollection and tranquility.
“Jennifer, Jennifer!” his manly, baritone voice called the frightened little girl by her full name, and then, “Can you here me Jennifer?” It questioned amidst her inner turmoil. The familiar, friendly disembodied voice, acted like an indirect beam of cool, white light, sending the horrific phantasms arrayed against her, scurrying back into the dark recesses of her imagination once again.
The sound of her breath was audible around her now, her chest expanding and contracting with each breath. She could hear the air rushing between her lips as she inhaled. She felt tranquil now, as if at the bottom of a deep, silent ocean. It was the wonderfully safe place she’d been taught to hide within herself so many times, during her hypnotherapy sessions with the kindly Doctor Schwarzkopf. A lower place inside her very being, far from the residual pain of her unbearable childhood memories of satanic ritual abuse, and the horrible visions that made her fearful, sick and anxiously aroused, even in her current adult life. The little girl, Jenny, inside the now adult woman Jennifer whom had been undergoing regression therapy for weeks already, enjoyed the quiet, restful darkness of this place within herself. There was only her, and the lovely male voice she loved so much, and she knew she’d be safe in here with him.
“I’m going to count to three Jennifer” he told her just then, “And when I do, you’re going to leave your cave Jenny. I’m going to direct you through some of the events that brought you to your current situation in life Jennifer. Do you understand?
Jennifer nodded obediently.
“Your going to be watching everything like a movie. You can not get hurt in a movie Jennifer. You’re just going to watch the movie and tell me what you see. Do you understand?”
Jennifer nodded. A movie did sound good. Little twelve-year-old Jenny felt so happy and excited all of a sudden, she loved cartoons and Mickey Mouse and..
“Now. I’m going to count to three now Jenny,” Doctor Schwarzkopf interrupted her once again, “and when I do, you’re going to be back in the church. One…. Two…. Three!”
There was an indeterminate period of time, during which, all manner of obscenity danced before Jennifer Parker dementedly, in roiling, seething darkness. Different terrors. Different days. Her vivid reminiscences played out before her, like flicking through TV channels, as her hypnotist directed.
Her little childhood self, kneeling almost naked on the sacrificial altar during the diabolic masses held at the secluded ‘Church of Satan’ was an often recurring theme in her visions. The the oddly dressed crowd amassed around the trembling, barely pubescent girl, and how they’d taught her to love them touching her naughty little body.
She was a very pretty little girl. Skinny, but with enough meat on her bones to offer a semblance of sexual readiness. She had the usual kind of blonde coloring, only hers was a true blonde, with not so much as a hint of peroxide: bright blue eyes and pink cheeks, with high cheek bones accentuating a perfectly shaped nose and nostrils that had a tendency to flare with just the slightest provocation. Her little lemon-like tits seemed to sway tantalizingly below her, as she knelt on the altar with her pert and curvy buttocks rounding submissively before the excited adults gathering around her. Even when they stood quietly, simply witnessing, Jenny was always erotically affected by the highly charged communion of adult lust which ragged amongst the congregation all about her.
Mommy would even set her daughters long blonde hair in draping, sexy curls, and paint her pouty little-girl lips with glossy lipstick too. Then she’d be dressed in the most provocatively sexy lingerie imaginable. Cup-less braziers accentuated her small titties; crotch-less lacy panties made her gorgeous young ass appear seductively ripe and ready to be fucked, along with thrilly garter belts and suspender stockings sometimes, adding teasingly to the illusion that the tiny young girl was invitingly more adult.
Her parents always wanted Jenny to be as sexy and flirtatious as possible for her sexually sacrificial duties. They told her she must always give herself willingly to all. Jenny’s parents had explained, the other cult members would be even hornier to fuck her precious little body this way. They told her she was the most special little girl in the world, she was the living symbol of the sexual magnetism of The Beast.
Little Jenny hadn’t understood it all. But she’d grown to like attending the Satanic vespers over time, and how she felt about the sex she had during them as well.
During the rituals held in the old, converted church, the members of the demonic cult were encouraged to fuck her sexily presented little body any way they wanted. Often, they’d made her perform the most obscene adult sexual acts her little girl’s mind could never have imagined on its own. The cultists, including her parents, were always dressed indiscernibly alike; cloaked in purple, smock-like robes with mystic blazonry embroidered here and there. Each member of the unholy congregation wore a plain white mask over their hidden faces during the Satanic rites, appearing featureless, smooth and shining ghostly in the dimly lit surroundings of their macabre place of worship.
Only ‘Mr. Black’ really stood out in her visions. He was always dressed in black. However his mask was shiny gold, and he wore a special headpiece of ram’s horns on his head. He was the master of ceremonies for the black masses, a high priest for the unholy conjugation, and their sacrilegious rites.
Depending on their mood, the congregation would shout lewd encouragements, like “fuck that little bitch!” or “Fuck her in the name of Satan!” Or else they’d simply stand quietly witnessing, and enjoying the perverted good show they would receive.
Her scantily clad little body would be taken by a full-grown man, perhaps he’d roll over on her back and and spread her pliant unresisting, lovely little legs. Mommy had told her to smile and whisper encouragement at such times, especially if he seemed a little hesitant. Dutifully, she batted her pretty baby blue eyes seductively, as they glisten invitingly in the soft candle light, awestruck at the site of huge male glands poking out hungrily, as the men lifted up their heavy ceremonial robes. She’d lost count of the many ribbed, red and ready to fuck penises she’d been rodgered with, as horny cult members had called her filthy names, or grunted lustfully in her little ear as they grinded there aching, lust inflamed adult penises into her immature little fuck-hole.
A lot of men had liked to tell her she was a dirty little whore, or a filthy little slut, as they fucked her little ass or pussy, before a swooning, appreciating audience. But as mommy had explained, that was just some men’s way of enjoying her better, and in understanding that, Jenny had learned to enjoy their filthy talking during sex, over time.
Sometimes she’d feel a multitude of fingers from the excited crowd around her, tweaking her budding nipples obediently erect as an unknown male would move between her legs, Jennifer swooned with how it had felt to feel the huge spongy, rock-hard head of an adult’s manly cock, forcing its way between her begrudgingly tight little girl’s fuck-mouth. Her little body would be buffeted about like a rag doll at times, as her horny little cunt was stretched open and penetrated to the hilt by a cultist’s lust bloated cock. Usually the men were very hot for her youthful body and baldy little cunny, and they would quickly pump their spunk-loads into her clenching little cunt. But at other times, they would fuck her longer, cheered on by the whooping crowd. Many times, when a man would pull his cum streaked cock from her well fucked cunt, he’d rub his slimy, semi-erect prong, on her sweaty little face and make the little girl lick her intermingled fuck-juices from his dong.
However, women too would have their wicked way with the beautiful young girl during the big family’s sexual convocations.
Many times a horny adult woman would disrobe before the sexy little girl, stripping everything from her gorgeous feminine body except her mask. Some of the women had magnificent bodies, but daddy had always told her to pretend to like them even if she didn’t. For some of these women, it was their first lesbian experience. Jenny loved the precious look on their pretty faces when they’d taste her fishy little girl slit for the first time. They’d be so gentle with her at first, kissing her little titties, loving every knock and cranny of her erotic little female body, fingering her tingling little cunt with timid, first time fingers. It was so sweet, if not exactly innocent.
However, Jenny also liked the way some of the older women took her more expertly. Sometimes in pairs, one woman wisely drawing moaning pleasure from her hotly oozing little cunny, while another pleased herself by squat-humping her sopping adult pussy on Jenny’s little face. Jenny always did her best to lap up all of a woman’s sticky juices, just like daddy told her, at such times. But there had also been many times her little body had really been more roughly abused.
Sometimes she was sodomized before the chanting cultists, her tiny asshole buggered violently by some callous man or dildo wielding woman. Or whole groups would have her all at once, titillating her small child’s physique in every possible way, drawing fingernails across her taught young flesh, pinning her firmly to the altar while they dripped hot candle wax on her wildly tingling little nipples, perhaps fucking her sweet little cunt with all manner of imaginatively placed dildos, making her shudder into orgasm, again and again and again.
She recalled mother had her try on her most erotic adult apparel, taking care to choose the most ravishing, raunchy rigging they could find before she’d attend a ritual sex event.
The twelve-year-old preened herself in the full-length mirror, and made sure that she looked just the way she wanted in a bright red negligee ensemble, complete with a red lace choker around her pretty, graceful neck. A lacy red brazier cupped her smallish titties nicely, and a gossamer fine camisole fell alluringly around her pert young female frame, like a red hot see-through fog, displaying the flimsy crutch-less panties around her slightly swelling hips. She was sure the male cultists would pay rapt attention to her naughtily presented curves presented this way. You have curves no man can resist, she had been told more than once by her daddy she recalled.
But no! Mommy wasn’t happy with the outfit. So next they tried a breathtaking black corset and gown set, along with matching shiny black stilettos. The flashy leather bodice lifted little Jenny’s mounds to reveal as much of her creamy-white breasts, as mommy cared without seeming too obvious. After all, she wanted to tease the members of the big family into fucking her little daughter, not insult them. She touched the barest hint of lip stick to Jenny’s sexy, pouty mouth, and then stood back to admire the effect.
Jenny’s lushly contoured little body was clingingly exposed beneath a long black translucent floor length veil that started falling at her hips, revealing, beside the budding fullness of her lust inciting buttocks, her nicely rounded belly, the tiniest of waists, flawless white skin, and just the hint of straw colored hair, only just beginning to sprout at the center of her loins.
Jenny felt quite pleased with herself.
She stretched and fluffed out her wealth of thick, blonde hair, which had only been cut twice in her life: Her daddy was always crazy about her hair and, like many other men in the cult, liked to stroke his fingers through it as he fucked his little daughter with his gratefully gouging cock.
But on that last afternoon, mother had a stroke of pure inspiration.
Jennifer smiled softly to herself as she thought about how sexy she looked in front of her adoring mother just then. Taking both of her protuberant pink nipples between thumb and forefinger, Jenny toyed with them until they stiffened in self-defense, imparting pleasant sensations into her swollen breasts and a matching tingle deep down in the center of her belly.
Mother had outdone herself this time, her naughty little outfit was exquisite she decided. It was quite simply, the most erotic wedding negligee ensemble that any man could ever dream of.
Jenny’s little thorax and the full ripeness of her beast were completely naked now. Only a crotch-less white string thong adorned her girlish hips and bare-ass buttocks. However, her sex appeal was not in anyway diminished, to the contrary, the rest of her flimsy, bawdy, adult bridle trappings served to show off her lovely, sexy body all the more. Her pretty blond hair was upswept now; crowned spectacularly with a lace fringed shock of the purest white tulle veil and a sparkling, bright tiara graced her head. Long white silk gloves clasped to her dainty little elbows, and the long smooth columns of her legs were flattered by elaborate lace band stockings, snugly fitted round her sweeping thighs, and ending in a pair of sparkling silver stiletto heels at her feet.
“Specto suscitatio” a familiar baritone voice rang out in her ears, and Jennifer immediately relaxed. The bright and relatively happy memories of her mother and her pretty dresses faded into the tranquil floating blackness of the cave.
“Jenny! Jenny… can you hear me?” the voice of Doctor Schwarzkopf questioned after some moments. Jennifer nodded her head slowly, and the little girl inside her felt relieved and happy once again.
“Jenny, when I count to three you’ll wake up in the church again, but this time on that last night. Do you understand?”
“Um hum,” little Jenny answered.
“Very good. On the count of three. You will wake up in the church and tell me everything you remember. One.. Two.. Three.”
Thunderous applause broke out in shock and awe amongst the hundreds of Satanic cultists gathered for the black mass that evening, as the little blond haired girl, a forbidden erotic vision of bridal, honeymoon night lust, made a most theatrical entry to the unholy church of Satan.
Mr. Black himself, cloaked in black and wearing a bizarrely ornate gold mask with goat horns sprouting from its crown, lead the petite twelve year old, wearing her sexy white wedding night lingerie, as she rode down the aisle on the back of a big, jet-black Billy-goat.
The atmosphere in the church nave was already electrically charged with anticipation of what was planned for that fateful evening, but now the demonic parishioners swooned in fascination at the unholy bridal couple. The image of such a pretty young temptress, adorning one of the classic symbols of the Devil, as a powerfully built male goat, was almost to much for some. Even with her pretty makeup face hidden slightly beneath her veil, Jenny could hear their vile, fevered adult whispers and lustful mutterings as she passed by the cloaked and masked figures that made up the unholy congregation, flanking in the pew aisles to her sides.
Set just before the chancel, at the back end of the church, stood a large ceremonial altar with an upside-down cross standing on one end, Mr. Black lead Jenny and the goat to its edge, where she was helped to dismount and take her place upon the great stone table top, in preparation for the unholy sexual Eucharist to follow.
Jenny looked like a sexy little fallen angel now, kneeling upon the stony surface of the altar, as Mr. Black had an attendant take the impressive looking goat, then turned to face the hushed gathering from his lectern.
“Unholy brethren,” he boomed in melodious male tones, “for many years we have offered sacraments to reptiles, drank of the forbidden effusions of blood and offered sexual sacrifices to the glory of The Horned One. Always we have had faith that our practices would one day bring down upon us, the very presents of The Beast. And so tonight, at long last, we are gathered together for an event so long anticipated, the alignment of the five stars has begun.” Mr. Black took a moment to clear his throat, mainly for effect, before continuing.
“Tonight is truly a magical night; Tonight the five planets will form the long awaited pentagram in the heavens, and in this heightened state of magic, the tribunal of Satan will at last prevail here on earth… if WE are ready to receive him!” the atrocious Mr. Black implored the crowd at that moment,
“I ask you gathered here tonight, do you receive Satan as your lord and master?”
“We do” the congregation answered..
“Do all gathered here pledge their indulgences to the most Unholy Father?”
“We do”
“Do WE, His cultus of darkness, crave His vital existence, His undefiled, diabolic wisdom here tonight?”
“We do, in the name of Satan! We so swear!” the gathering confirmed, and with that, a very pleased Mr. Black left the chancel and stepped up to the altar to address the little girl that kneeled upon it.
Jenny never paid much attention to what was said during the church meetings, she never understood all of the words anyway. In fact, all she knew for sure was that sooner all later, they always turned out the same, with her having some sort of kinky sex in front of everyone.
As the Satanic priest positioned himself close before the sexy little bride, Jenny’s hips began a slow erotic undulation, she’d been taught by mommy, would always please the crowd. She could see Mr. Black’s ridged penis protruding from a purposeful hole, in the front of his robes, as he spoke to her in booming tones.
“Come to me child, and receive the unholy sacrament of Satan!”
Jenny obediently waddled forward on hands and knees, until Mr. black reached and threw back her wedding veil, before clasping her pretty, nubile face between his hands. Then he kissed her on the forehead briefly, before he guided her head with his meaty hands wrapped tightly in her hair, to bring her glossy pouted lips to find his heavily bloated cock-tip. Jenny knew what she must do, and a shiver of lust quaked through her as she sucked Mr. Blacks fat cock-knob into her fluid, fluttery little mouth.
His eagerly throbbing penis sliding in and out of the kneeling young girl’s mouth, made a lewd sucking sound as the adult leaned down to watch the little girls cheeks puffing as he pushed his lust-thickened cock between her clasping lips. Below his mask, his grin widening each time he heard her grunt as he rammed it into her helplessly trapped face. It was an exciting picture for those gathered around and witnessing the nasty action, the subserviently kneeling girl’s helpless face being held tightly between his two huge hands while his saliva-glistening penis fucked its way in and out between her straining red lips, causing her to groan in submission. Then he looked up and made a signal with his head to an attendant whom had come up unseen by Jenny, to her rear.
“Okay, Release Hector,” he leered. “Are we ready to see this little girl get the hell fucked out of her?” he added in a loud, booming voice, to the jubilant elation of the mob.
The big Great Dane dog had been increasingly nervous over the last few minutes. As Jenny had began undulating her butt in front of him, the sight of her beautiful naked body caused his blood to begin rushing through his veins, in tingling anticipation. But he knew he must wait for a signal. Mr. Black had trained him to remain still, ready and waiting until the order was finally given, but it was difficult, and his front legs shifted excitedly, his ears slanting alertly forward as small whining sounds came from his massive throat.
Hector had studied the little girl as she kneeled dutifully above him on the raised dais of the altar. He didn’t understand the meaning of the white thigh-length stockings, the silver stilettos or the veil she wore, but the sight of her swelling white buttocks pointed back in his direction were almost more than the eager animal could stand. He could see the stubbly fringe of golden downy cunt-hair high up between her thighs, and his sharp nose detected the faint odor of musky feminine excitement coming from between her fluted pussy-slit.
Finally the signal! The big animal heard his master’s passion-distorted voice urging him on towards the swelling half-moon buttocks thrust back towards him in open invitation, as Mr. Black stepped back to enjoy the perverted spectacle that was about to begin.
Jenny giggled when she saw the big Great Dane stand up on his hind-legs behind her, as if trying to peep on her from behind the altar.
Still. After mommy had explained how nice it felt to have sex with a dog earlier that day, she couldn’t help noticing her cunt starting to drool already with anticipation.
Hector whimpered hornily, his eyes watching Jenny intently as she knelt dutifully before him, the gorgeous spreading rounds of her firm young buttocks, upturned and swaying invitingly, just as mommy had instructed she do to tease the naughty doggy. He could clearly see her coral-colored slit, clasped tightly between the passive, long lipped piss-flaps of her baldy little cunny, and her tempting hairless sphincter, the little chocolate starfish of her butt. So when she swiveled her head back to look at him, she saw that he was shaking now with animal fuck-lust for her horny human charms.
“C’mon Hector, come up here with me!’ the little girl cooed sweetly. The Great Dane jumped up behind her onto the wide altar stone in one powerful thrust of his hairy hunches.
The big dog’s large ears twitched as he panted behind the little girls nice white ass, his long tongue dripping saliva. Between his powerful legs, his long dog-cock quivered fitfully. He suddenly used his giant dog-tongue to thrust irresistibly up Jenny’s moist rear passageway, and she reached desperately behind her with one hand to spread the ivory globes of her buttocks in order to give the salivating beast full access to her tiny anal ring.
The tongue lashed her for another long moment, and then the giant animal began to crowd in hard against her. What he wanted was plain, and the moaning little girl obediently raised her naked ass-cheeks even higher, bending before the panting dog, in symbolic sexual surrender to The Beast, while her face remained turned towards the crowd.
“Good, Hector!” Jenny moaned, feeling her cunt tingle all over as she studied the animal’s prick, and the crowd around her swooned softly around the unholy couple out of lust.
Jenny felt pussy-juice dribbling out of her cunt and trickling slowly down the insides of her naked thighs. She knew that the horny Great Dane could smell her juices, and she knew, too, that the animal was aware that she was hot for his nasty doggy cock. She wriggled her ass at the dog invitingly. Hector responded at once by moving forward, closing in on her crouching body with his own.
The cultists watched spellbound, as the huge dog mounted Jenny’s passionately offered buttocks and locked his strong forelegs around her slender waist. Dripping briny liquid, the glistening long scarlet dog-penis slipped from the hairy sheath under the animal’s belly, the tapered point slipping and dancing into the hot wet crevice of the little girl’s ass, as Hector trembled and jerked, trying to bury his gleaming shaft in the kneeling girl’s little body.
Hector let out a sharp howl. His prick twitched violently, and Jenny groaned, feeling her tits swell and her nipples stiffen. Jenny whispered sweet encouragements just then, as the huge Great Dane tried his best to skewer her on his cock.
Sobbing in desperation, Jenny shifted her round buttocks, in a crazed effort to capture the lengthening dog-cock, trying to sheathe the long scarlet organ in her tightly contracting cunt. The sharp tip missed and slid up to find a momentary purchase in her anus, then attempted to enter. But Jenny gave a little cry and tensed automatically to evade the sliding prod. Having tasted success, Hector returned immediately to the attack and thrust blindly, the thin point sliding unsuccessfully along the entire length of her wetly heated cuntal crevice. The hot scarlet of the jabbing canine penis contrasted lewdly with the fever-pink of the girl’s passion-inflamed genitals, clearly visible between the strings of her crotchless bridal thong, as her cuntal lips spread open under the relentless pressure of the still un-inserted dog-cock, rubbing so madly between them.
“Ohhhh, Hector, I love your big cock!” Jenny sighed as the animal hunkered down over her on all fours and rubbed his cum-slicked cock against her naked body. The crowd around her were keeping a respectful distance but Jenny could tell from the multitude of gasps and groans around her in the dimness, they were all enjoying the perverted good show they were getting.
“Ooh, Hector,” Jenny cooed as she felt his furry underside rubbing against her naked back.
“Oh, Hector, fuck me!. Here’s my pussy! It’s all yours! Just fuck it, you naughty dog!” Jenny squealed. At the same time, she lifted her little ass up, opening her drooling pussy to the aroused animal.
Hector howled as he ran his fat dog-cock furiously up and down between the girl’s cunt-lips, sawing at her clit and making her whine with bestial ecstasy as Jenny did her best to help him start to fuck her. She squealed when she felt his hot hard prick nudging between her ass-cheeks. At the same time, the dog began to use his long, rough tongue to lick Jenny’s neck.
She turned her face to the side and moaned towards the audience. She trembled as she felt the dogs massive weight crushing down against her back. She writhed against him, rubbing her ass up against his prick.
In final desperation Jenny reached back with one hand to grasp the slippery organ and guide it to the little opening of her moistly throbbing slit. Suddenly, as she thrust her ass back hard and the animal humped forward at exactly the same moment, Jenny felt his fat cock-head finally hook into her fetid fluttery fuck-hole. Sensing victory Hector rammed forward, parting her pussy lips wider and wider with each forward thrust of his long animal penis.
The cultists watched in awe as the Great Dane humped wildly and buried his huge red shaft deep up into the squirming girl’s grasping cuntal passage. The massive organ slithered forward with a rush until it was sunk to the hilt, the hairy balls swinging below in the open space created by her widespread thighs.
The dog’s hips went nuts, flipping his cock into her cunt while his furry forelegs held her pliant creamy hips in a vice grip. He used his paws to help spread and hold her legs apart for better advantage. Pulling his furry belly tighter onto the small of her back and thus gaining greater access to her cunt, he panted and puffed his animal efforts in her ear.
She gave a low moan of relief as Hector began fucking rhythmically into her. The quivering girl undulated her nakedly kneeling body and moved her buttocks in lewd circles, abandoning herself to the delicious animal fucking she was receiving from behind. Her face was contorted in rapture, and her small melon-sized breasts jiggled beneath her writhing torso, juddering in time to the dog’s skewering cock, a relentless hot poker of glistening flesh, burying itself deeply up inside her belly in rapid fire motion.
Jenny humped her wet pussy back at the dog’s prick, trying to get him to impale her completely on his hard cock.
Jenny’s tits felt swollen, and her nipples throbbed relentlessly. She lowered the upper part of her body and deliberately pressed her throbbing nips against the cool, stone tabletop. Then she swung the top part of her body from side to side, dragging her aching nips across the hard, rough surface of the altar.
“OooohaarrRRGG!” she gasped in a paroxysm of pain and pleasure. She began to shove her body back and forth, humping her pussy against the dog’s rutting prick, helping him to fully impale her with each brutal thrust into her pussy.
As the dogs red rooter yanked juddering to and fro within her tightly lipping fuck-mouth. His bristly ball sack slapped her quivery vulva, and blackjacked lewdly against her sexy ass-cheeks. He was so excited, every now and then he lost his footing, bringing his whole weight dropping on her back, and likewise on his buried cock within her, thereby causing the little girl to grunt and gasp with glee.
As he regained his footing, the cultists were treated to the obscenely delicious sight of his cunt-grasped knot and bright red, cream streaked cock-rod, being dragged back, not quite pulling out of Jenny’s clenching cunt-furrow, before he’d feel the urge to ram it, knot-stock and vein ribbed barrel, clubbing into the hot pink depths of her churning cuntal channel once again.
“Hmmm. Hector! Shove your cock all the way up my pussy! Make me come!” she taunted, happy in the knowledge her words would be driving some of the cult members in the audience mad with lust, to hear such a young girl say such filthy, sexy things to a dog as it fucked her horny little cunt in front of them. The stump of the young Great Dane’s tail twitched before the spectators in time with the rapid, relentless plunging of his cock.
The bristly front of his powerful haunches battering continuously onto the backs of the little girls own soft and creamy thighs. A steady stream of his tacky, briny pre-cum, ran in a constant trickle around his plunging rooter, over-flowing Jenny’s immature little fuck-tunnel, and dripping down to form a puddle between her shaking knees.
“Yesssss!” she cried. She ground her pussy back against his crotch, screwing herself onto his hot dog-cock to the hilt.
Nothing mattered but that wonderfully long animal penis fucking up into her burning pussy, the incredible sensations she was receiving from the fiery cock of her jack-hammering animal-lover behind.
Meanwhile, the congregation stared with obscene delight, as the big dog fucked relentlessly into the spasming female body beneath him. It was almost as if they were somehow connecting to the unnatural coupling of the tiny girl and Hector, and an obscene sexual thrill, rippled through them all.
The animal barked and fucked forward violently, ramming the head of his cock against the back wall of her pussy. He pulled his cock almost all the way out of her and plunged back into her cunt.
“Yes, Hector, that’s it, fuck it all the way into me!” Jenny wailed.
She tightened her pussy-muscles against the sides of the pulsing dog-prick, making the animal whimper with pleasure.
Hector’s hard dog-cock fucked in and out of the little girl’s juicy pussy. Each time he fucked into her, his cock sloshed through her seeping fuck juices, making wet, lewd sounds which excited everyone in the church around them. Jenny wriggled her tight cunt against his cock, as if to milk all the cum out of his fat, jiz bloated balls.
Hector whimpered and whined, dog-drool running down the sides of her neck. She wished she could tongue-kiss the rutting animal. She knew his nasty nails had already torn holes in her lovely white leg stockings, but she didn’t give a fuck, all that mattered to the little girl just then was the marvelous, never before felt sensation of a huge dog penis rasping back and forward inside her hotly clenching cunt.
While sharp bolts of forbidden pleasure shot upwards from her animal-filled fuck tunnel. Looking back over her shoulder at the hunching animal, the wildly excited young beauty called back lewd exhortations.
“Oh yeah, fuck harder, faster! Come on.. cum in me… I want you to fill me with your animal cum …!”
The obscenely swaying girl was no longer human but a quivering mass of sweating lust-deranged flesh that begged to be subjected. She was reveling in being screwed by this panting beast, especially in front of her “big family”, and she ground her body back against his hairy jerking loins like a little bitch in heat.
Hector growled, turning on more and more as he continued to fuck the crouching little angel. His eyes were completely glazed over with animalistic lust, as were Jenny’s.
The young girl shoved her ass back harder, capturing the full length of the Great Dane’s enormous prick inside her clutching cunt. She tightened her cunt-muscles around the invading cock, and the dog barked with delight.
The Great Dane fucked Jenny harder and faster. She continued to shove her ass back to meet his pussy-impaling thrusts. She could feel his prick rubbing against her clit each time he fucked into her. The lewd sensation made the girl shudder with pleasure.
Jenny was sweating all over now, and could feel the furry belly of the Great Dane sliding against her back, trying to stay on top of her slick flesh. Jenny was flushed from head to the tip of her stilettos. A steady stream of cunt-juice ran from between her swollen cunt-lips. Her mouth was slackly hanging open, and her tongue lolled out one side.
She could not contain her lust and pleasure. She couldn’t hold it back. She could feel the beginning of her first orgasm although she was sure that Hector would make her come more than once before he was through with her wet little pussy.
Tiny rivulets of moisture were building in the crevice of the girl’s nakedly rotating buttocks and they glistened in the light as they ran slowly down the backs of her straining thighs.
“Yeah . . . fuck . . . I’m coming!” she shouted, to the congregations obvious delight.
Wild orgasmic vibrations rocked her body violently and she continued to scream loudly as she came. Her body jerked all over the communion table. She lifted her ass up higher with each inward stroke of the animal’s angry prick.
Hector raised his head and howled. Then he barked several times, very excited, as the preteen’s girl-cum soaked his prick, drenching the meat and making it even easier for him to fuck in and out of her spasming cunt. He stabbed his fat prick deep into the girl’s climaxing cunt. His prick swelled more inside her, and Jenny shuddered with excitement when she felt his cock scraping against the tensed walls of her fuck-channel.
Hector fucked the full length of his horny prick even harder into Jenny. He fucked her brutally hard. His big cock fucked all the way into the very depths of her cunt. His throbbing, expanding cock filled her completely. His balls rested against her cunt-mouth. Each throbbing sensation of Hector’s cock inside her pussy sent icy-hot shivers through Jenny’s naughty little body.
As the Great Dane wiggle-fucked his massive prick inside her pussy, she thrust back at him, matching him stroke for stroke, meeting each of his forward cock-thrusts with a backward thrust of pussy and ass.
His bouncing balls smacked against her fuck-mouth. Banging her so hard that Jenny just knew her ass-cheeks would be black and blue the next day. But she didn’t mind. She was thoroughly enjoying every single second, and every bit of pleasure she could wring out of this forbidden fuck session with the powerful dog.
Jenny lowered one hand beneath her body and began to stroke her clit while Hector continued to fuck her hard and fast.
“Mmm, good,” she moaned to the envious cult members admiring the unholy bestial union.
Hector whimpered as he fucked his cock into her cunt with an amazing force. The way he was fucking her was making Jenny super hot. She was already so hot and aroused that she could hardly stand it. She had come only moments before, but she now felt so aroused with renewed lust that she desperately needed another orgasm. She writhed and jerked around on the altar as the Great Dane fucked her still harder. Her cunt-juices rained out of her cock-stuffed cunt and soaked the insides of her quaking thighs and clinging stockings.
Jenny felt as if her entire body were literally being torn apart by the force of his prick. She felt herself on the brink of another, much-needed orgasm and she longed for the sensation.
“Oh, shit, yesss, Hector, yesss, you’re fucking me so good! Better than anyone ever!” she cried, knowing how the men in the seething crowd would want to fuck her vengefully when they heard her taunting words.
She felt Hector’s cock dripping inside her pussy. She moaned whorishly, knowing that the dog’s pre-cum was lewdly mingling with her juices. She could hardly wait to feel all of his doggy cum shooting inside her cunt. She tightened her cunt muscles harder and tighter around his prick, trying to make him come.
The dog ground his hips, fucking his prick deep into he girl’s pussy with each inward stroke. He loved the feel of her tiny fuck-hole clasping his animal cock, and he whined with excitement as the little child was tossed beneath him, her tits jiggling wildly below her mightily swaying torso.
“Fuck me good and hard! Shoot all your doggy cum into me! I need to come again!”
The dog rode her savagely, feverishly fucking his cock fully into her cunt with all of his strength. Jenny groaned as she shoved her hips and ass back to help the animal skewer her cunt on his cock. The congregation where electrified at the bawdy spectacle of a little underage girl, dressed up like a wanton little whorish bride, and being fucked, honeymoon style pell-mell, by her fiercely frigging, canine lover.
Suddenly the unmistakable signal of sensual fulfillment sprayed through Jenny’s seething loins like the prickling of a million needles, gnawing at the base of her belly with the lewd promise of frenzied orgasmic rapture. The sex-maddened girl moaned helplessly as she neared the jagged edges of her mounting climax and rammed back even harder into the long wet cock that slithered mercilessly into the grateful little hole up between her bucking thighs.
“Please, Hector, Shoot your juice inside me! Pleeeease,” Jenny begged like a little slut.
Suddenly the evil folk around her started calling out together, slowly at first, but quickly gaining in speed and volume as they began to match the fiery fuck strokes Jenny was feeling, with their fevered adult voices.
“Fuck her… Fuck her… Fuck her… Fuck her…Fuck her..Fuck her. Fuck her. Fuck her. Fuck’er. Fuck’er. Fuck’er!” the cultists chanted, urging on the forbidden bestial fuck action, happening right before their eyes.
The snug walls of Jenny’s cunt clung lewdly to the dog’s prick as he fucked deeply into her. Each violent lunge of his prick sent jolts of bestial ecstasy through the girl’s body and she made sure everyone could see her inner joy, painted on her pretty little face. Her hard clit seemed to shudder each time the dog-cock, and bristly sheaf-hairs, scraped against it again and again in rapid machine gun fire stabs.
She humped her crotch back harder than ever against the dog’s furry crotch as he continued to fuck his fat cock into her juicy cunt. He fucked the full length of his long, thick prick better than ever, into her cunt. His fuck-shaft scraped deliciously against the raw, aching walls of her throbbing pussy tunnel.
Then her voice choked in a strangled mixture of sob and sigh as the first wild spasm of her orgasm struck, and she shrieked, thrusting her wildly convulsing loins back against the raging dog-cock in a desperate lunge. Hector responded with a forward stab just as his huge hardened cock began to jerk up inside her convulsing young belly and spew its hotly foaming animal sperm in liquid jets deep up into her cramped, contracting cunt-channel.
“Yessss, he’s coming! I can feel it!” Jenny screamed hysterically to the highly excited onlookers.
The Great Dane howled loudly. His hot cum burst into the little girl’s cunt in quick, creamy spurts.
Jenny heard the others gathered around groaning in response to the sounds coming from Hector’s throat. The lewd sound of all those people swooning and gasping and moaning with lust together, aroused the little girl even more. Jennifer found her mind filling with the obscene image of dozens of manly cultists cocks, all hard and ready to fuck her barely pubescent cunny. There were long, thick cocks. There were long, skinny cocks. There were even short, stubby, hairy cocks. She pictured all of the congregation with tremendous, vein ribbed hard-ons, all the men knowing she was a naughty little slut, all of them waiting to fuck her horny little cunt.
And she came.
“Yeeeoooowww!” she howled, her cry of orgasmic bliss mingling with the dogs’ howls. Waves of cunt-juice gushed from her pussy-walls, seeping out between her tight pussy-lips and trickling down her thighs along with Hector’s flowing jism.
The mingled dog-cum and pussy-juice pooled together on the altar between Jenny’s legs. She looked down between her legs and saw the obscene mixture cooling there. The thrilling sight made her come again.
“Aieeeee! Commmmiinnnggg!” she screeched to the extreme pleasure of seething, roiling the mob.
Her nipples felt as if they would literally burst. Her cunt-lips squeezed the base of the dog’s jerking cock so tightly that the Great Dane barked in protest. Jenny ground her sizzling pussy back against her canine lover’s furry loins. She rolled her head from side to side as she felt her cunt exploding inside. More and more dog-cum shot into her from Hector’s thrusting prick and her orgasm peaked. The walls of her spasming cunt convulsed around the Great Dane’s prick and Jenny cried out one final time before collapsing fully forward onto altar, Hector’s dog cock still locked inside her pussy. She didn’t know how many seconds passed before he finally pulled his still rigid cock from her nasty little cunt, with an obscene sucking plop.
The big dog stood above her for a moment and then his massive head lowered and he began obscenely licking the remnants of cum from the girl’s twitching young buttocks.
All was quiet for a moment except for Jenny’s exhausted panting and then the sound of clapping filled the hall. Jenny wearily raised her head and saw that the whole congregation, including Mr. Black was applauding the nasty first time fuckers.
“What an entree, what a hell-good show!” the priest shouted above the din. Jenny turned her head toward the lewd priest. Mr. Black went over to her prostrate little body.
“Midnight approaches, the planets have aligned, it’s time to join your one true, forever lover Jenny” he said and reaching down he seized her by one arm and pulled her roughly to her feet.
“One down and one to go,” he said. “The last phase of the ceremony must NOW begin!” he boomed to the applauding gathering.
Suddenly the images in Jennifer’s mind grew hazy, they danced in great confusion, she remember the doors of the church exploding inward all of a sudden behind her, bright lights flashing in the gloom outside the church and a helicopter engine roaring over head. And suddenly, a megaphone blaring loudly,
“FREEZE you fucking FREAKS! This is the New York Police Department!.. You are ALL UNDER ARREST!”
And then, all hell broke loose as pandemonium spread amongst the congregation. A mĂȘlĂ©e quickly broke out between the rapidly invading police swat team, and hordes of the panicking, purple draped cultists, some tripping over pews, or smashing through stained glass windows and crashing to the ground, as the fleeing cult members tried to escape capture by the authorities, anyway they could. Jenny could remember dazedly, hearing gunshots ringing out in the spooky woods outside, and wondering if her mommy and daddy were going to be ok, before some very kind policemen had lifted her gently from the altar, and wrapped her little shivery body safely in a blanket.
“Mommy, Daddy, where are you?..Its been eleven years already… I miss you both so much!” Jennifer broke down in waves of pitiful, sobbing tears.
“Specto suscitatio,” the voice of her hypnotist commanded then, without impatience. It was a magic, fear reducing key phrase the frightened little girl within Jennifer clutched onto, giving her the ability to slip further into her hypnotic state and find tranquility. As conditioned, she relaxed almost immediately. The familiar, friendly disembodied voice, acting like an indirect beam of cool, white light, sending the horrific phantasms of her memories, scurrying back into the dark recesses of her imagination once again, at least for now.
Continued in Chapter 2.

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Sexy Fantasies About My Sister…

My alarm clock jolted me out of my sexy dream. I hopped out of bed, quickly realizing what time it was, and that I needed to get to school. Hurrying into the bathroom, I twirled my long blond locks of hair, as I brushed my teeth. I couldn’t stop thinking about the hot dream I had had. Even though I was having sex with my sister in it- WHICH IS COMPLETELY wrong- I couldn’t help becoming moist as I thought about it.

Daddy Locke

Daughter gets scared and runs to her daddy for safety but finds herself in a far different situation.

Drive in Theater, Part 01-My First Adult Cock.

Drive In Theater, Part 01
My first adult cock.
When I was young my parents moved into a new house that was located about Âœ mile from a drive in theater. Since I didn’t have a car I would walk to the drive in and enter thru the Exit drive way. I would set in the patio area and watch the movie and chat with some of my school mates that had come in by car with friends or parents.
I would often check out the men’s restroom and was fascinated by the piss trough on the floor instead of the traditional urinals. I already knew I was attracted to men sexually and this was a great way to check out all he cocks as they hung out to piss. I would always get a boner looking at the men so I was careful not to reveal my desires to other men.
One evening while at the theater I had to piss so went into the men’s room during the movie. While I was pissing one of the men that worked there came in and whipped out one of the biggest cocks I’d ever seen in my young life. He knew I was looking and pulled on it as he pissed and leaned back to give me full view.
When you are a young teenager, everyone over 20 seems old. I guessed this guy was about 22, good looking, well build ,with dark hair and clean shaven. I couldn’t tell too much about his physical body because of the work drive in coveralls he was required to wear. The name tag on his pocket said Carl.
“Nice big dick. Huh kid? He said proudly as he turned towards me to give me a better look. “You should see it in action when it really gets hard and grows even bigger.”
I bashfully acted like I was not overwhelmed and quickly put my hard dick back into my jeans.
“Hey kid. Are you here with some of your friends?”
“No. I’m here by myself. I walk in the Exit road and watch the movies.”
“That’s clever. How’s about joining me in the back of the theater in my shed. I’ve got a good view of the movie and no one will bug you. Besides I need some company. I might even let you get a closer look at my dick and get it hard for me. Would you like that?”
“Yeah
.I mean
no I got to go after this movie.”
“Come on kid. If you don’t join me I’ll have to turn you into the manager and he’ll kick you out of the theater, and might even have you arrested for trespassing. You wouldn’t like that now would you? Come on Kid. I know we can have some fun together.”
I was excited and scared by his proposal. I was still very new at playing around with other males, even though I had messed around with a few close buddies from school, but I’d never had the chance to be with an older adult man. I nodded and followed him out of the men’s room and up the driveway to his shed.
“I watch over the theater from up here and make sure there are no fights and direct traffic when the movies are over. Most of the guys park along the back of the theater so they can make out and fuck with their girls. You’d be surprised how much action I’ve seen take place back here. Later on we’ll do a condom run and pick up all the used rubbers back here. Lots of man juice in some of these young dudes.”
His shed was about 8 feet by 10 feet. One wall had a large window and a door at one end of the building. Against one wall was a make shift cot covered with a used bedspread. He popped oven a beer and offered me a sip but I refused. The night was clear and warm so we set on a wooden bench leaning again the shed.
“What’s your name kid? My names Carl. I take it you live near by.”
“My names Richard and I just live across that field. You can see the house lights from here.” I said as I pointed towards my house.
“There are 3 other guys that work here with me, but they are checking out the area. They won’t be back for about an hour.”
Carl reached inside his coveralls from the side and adjusts his cock. I knew he was naked under his coveralls because I could see his bare skin at the open side. It was exciting and very sexy. He kept playing with his cock and then looked at me and calmly said.
“Do ya still wanna feel my cock when it gets hard? Come closer and reach inside my coveralls for a feel. I’ve got it hard now.”
I nervously set closer to him while he took my hand and placed it inside his coveralls. I almost came. He was naked as I suspected and I felt the heat of his hard firm body and the feel of a huge hard cock. I could hardly get my hand around it. He set back and closed his eyes as I caressed and explored his manhood.
Then he pulled his coveralls off his shoulders and down to his knees and set on the bench almost naked. He was tall and had a firm swimmer body. The only hair was under his arms pits and around his crotch. His uncut dick was long and very large around and stood firm like a flag pole. His large balls hung down between his legs. He was very sexy.
“If you like you can jack on it for a while. No one around and no one can see us, besides who cares. Your hand feels good on my dick. You like it? Feel my balls too. They have a lot of man juices and are ready for you taste. Jack on it buddy. Oh yeah. Just like that. You’ve done this before haven’t ya?”
I was beginning to relax and enjoy his big manly cock. I was so excited that I didn’t care if any one saw us. I jacked on it for a few minutes, then I noticed some clear dripping juices oozing from his piss slot. It looked fascinating and I was even more curious. I was old enough to shoot my jizz but wondered how much a big cock like this would shoot. I had one hand on his dick and the other exploring his balls.
“You have caused my dick to ooze out some sweet man juices. Wouldn’t ya like to taste my sweet juices? Go ahead kid, put your mouth over the head of my dick, and taste my juices. You’ll like it I guarantee.”
I got on my knees beside Carl’s legs and leaned towards his hard dick. He placed his hand to the back of my head and forcible shove my head to his cock. I didn’t resist and gratefully placing my mouth over the head of his big smooth cock head. He smiled with consent and sighed with pleasure. I had never had such a big man cock in my mouth before and I knew I couldn’t suck him off like I did my school buddies. He was way too large for my mouth. All I could do was go down on the cock head and taste the clear liquids from his dick. It was salty-sweet and pleasing.
“See? I told you it tasted good. Hey kid, jack on it with your mouth over the head. I’d like to give you more of my juices. You’re a good kid and I like you. Jack on it and let’s see what happens. Oh yeah. That feels good. You have a hot mouth and a very lively tongue there. I like this and perhaps if you do it right I’ll let ya come here more often and suck my dick.”
I liked the taste of his juices and wanted more. I jacked it up and down then licked his shaft up one side then down the other. I inhaled his body smells and tasted and kissed his balls. He became more and more excited and began to wriggle and breathe deeper. I knew something was about to happen.
He grabbed my head and started to ‘face fuck’ me. I gagged but finally got into his rhythm of his movements, and linking my hand movements and my warm mouth over his big cock, he started to shoot a load of his cum into my mouth. I was surprise at the wonderful feeling of a big cock throbbing, pulsating and squirting load after load of jizz into my mouth.
I didn’t know there would be such a volume of cum gushing from a man’s dick, but I kept sucking and swallowing as quickly as I could. Tears come to my eyes from gagging, but when he finally released my head I took control again. The overflow of his cum ran from the corners or my mouth and onto my hand and shirt. He set back on the bench and let me continue to suck and clean off his fantastic cock and low hanging balls.
“Hey buddy, you did a great job. Perhaps we should do it again later to see what you learned from this round. You did well. Did you like it?” about that time we heard some one talking and walking towards us on the ground cover gravel.
Carl immediately pulled up his coveralls and set back on the bench. I got off my knees and from between Carl’s legs and quickly and set beside him. From the dark walked two other men in coveralls who worked at the drive in.
“Hey Carl. Who’s your little friend? One of your cocksucking fans?” one of the men said.
“You still molesting young innocent boys again?”
“ How do you entice these ‘cuties’ to suck your cock? The other man said.
“ Why don’t you ever share with us? I like getting a blow job or fucking a sweet boy pussy as well as the next guy. ”
I figured I’d better get out of here before they decide to rape my ass. I stood and told Carl I should go because my parents were waiting for me. He knew different but it gave me an excuse to leave.
“Yeah. Okay Kid. See ya tomorrow night?” I nodded yes, and waved goodbye.
I headed down the middle of the theater walk way and to the concession stand. I enjoyed sucking Carl’s big cock but was not ready for his two friends just yet. They looked mean and rough and I didn’t feel like getting gang banged by his two work pals.
I would return tomorrow night and have another go at Carl’s big beautiful and juicy cock.
Story by Richard Barber.
9/11/2008

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