Sex Show Stories

I woke up slowly, my head throbbing. The windows were wide open and the sun, damn thing, was shining right in my face. Whimpering, I covered my head with a pillow. I had the hangover from hell.

‘Ugh, that’s what you get when you drink yourself into oblivion,’ my inner voice told me with disgust.

I could barely remember last night. I knew it started off well, because I hadn’t been drinking then. I recalled Mischa helping me get ready, loaning me a very sexy dress, then sending me on my way. Brett was definitely appreciative of my appearance, but something held me back the entire night, so I drank to take my mind off of it.

I turned over to face the wall. I didn’t want to admit it, not even to myself. But even my dreams wouldn’t let me forget how good it felt to have Mischa in between my legs.

It started off innocently; I truly didn’t have an ulterior plan when asking Mischa to help shave me. She was the sister I never had, and I felt very close to her, enough to ask for her help with grooming. But damn! I was so turned on yesterday when she was shaving me it took all my willpower not to pull her closer or touch myself. And then, last night, I had the wildest dream where she went down on me! And I liked it!

I could feel my face burning. I couldn’t let her know how I felt. Hoping to avoid any awkward moments, I eased myself out of bed and hobbled into the bathroom. On the way, I snuck a glance at her bed. Empty. Good. Maybe I could pull myself together before she got back.

Keeping the light off, I began my morning ritual, and had myself half convinced I did not have the hots for my roommate when the door opened.

“Daph? You up?” Crap! Just hearing her voice made me wet. I need to work on my convictions.

“In the bathroom,” I replied, wiping my face and reaching for my face cream.

“You decent?” I began to fumble with the little pot, and dropped it when the door opened. What the hell was wrong with me? As I straightened up, cream in hand, I glanced bleary-eyed at my roommate, who grinned at me. “Nope. Not decent.”

I looked down. No, I most certainly wasn’t decent. Apparently, I took off the dress last night and crawled right into bed without putting something else on. While I didn’t mind nudity, to my horror, my nipples were nice and hard and saying hello to Mischa. Luckily, she saved me more embarrassment.

“You must have had a great time last night.” Did I? I had no idea, everything was fuzzy.

“Yeah, I guess I did.” Mischa came into the bathroom, and fussed with her hair. She was a gorgeous girl, regardless of what she put on, and today was no different. I took her in for the first time and noticed the workout gear.

“What, did you hit the gym at dawn?” I asked, smiling. She just laughed.

“Babe, it’s after one. Tell you what, let’s shower, then we’ll go grab a burger at Island’s. My treat.” Island’s was our hangover cure, and I loved her for suggesting it.

“Sounds fabulous. You wanna jump in first, or shall I?”

“It’ll be faster if we go at the same time. I’m starved.” With that, she turned towards the tub and began stripping her clothes off. Oh, crap, was I in trouble.

It’s not like we hadn’t showered together before, so that wasn’t my issue. Like I said, I’m not shy about my body or anything, but after spending last night replaying our shaving session over and over in my head, then now being able to look at that naked body of hers, I wasn’t entirely sure I wasn’t going to cum in the shower.

I tried looking away as she undressed, but to no avail. In no time at all, she had her workout top off and her stunning breasts were right there in front of me. I wanted to lick them so bad that I didn’t know what to do. I did turn away then. No way was I going to be able to shower with her, absolutely no way.

“C’mon, Daphne, I’m hungry,” Mischa whined as she stepped into the shower. As I slowly followed her, I noticed she already had the water on, and was rinsing out her hair. As I got in and grabbed the shampoo, Mischa looked at me intently. “You feeling okay?”

“Oh, you know, just a little achy.” A little achy? I was deluding myself. I was a LOT achy, and in one particular area. All the other hangover symptoms had mysteriously vanished.

“Poor baby. Here, let me.” Moving quickly, she scooped the shampoo out of my hand and began to rub it through my hair. Omigod, heaven. What girl doesn’t like having her hair played with, and the view I had was awesome. Mischa had moved in close to me, her breasts so close to mine; I was fixated. My body, already on alert when she came into the bathroom, immediately overheated. My nipples were so hard they were painful, and thank god the water was running over our bodies, because my pussy was so wet it must have been dripping down my inner thighs. At least it wouldn’t be noticeable.

“Feel good?” Mischa whispered, and I nodded closing my eyes as she took the removable showerhead and rinsed my hair. “You know what the best cure for a hangover is, don’t you?”

“Another beer?” I murmured, resting my back against the tiles as she spread conditioner over my head and massaged my scalp.

“Nope.”

“What’s the best cure, then?”

“Let me show you.” And with that, I felt her mouth close over my mouth, her body pressing against mine, and her hands holding my head still as she kissed the hell out of me. My eyes flew open. This could not be happening.could it?

Mischa pulled back only slightly, her eyes searching mine. I needed no further encouragement and gripped her hips tightly, leaning forward to kiss her again.

Mischa was more experienced than I, but god, was I horny for her, so I had enthusiasm on my side. I enjoyed feeling her tongue move between my lips, sliding against mine.

Her hands kept busy, too, picking up the soap and running it over my body. Over my hips, down between my legs, over my mound. I took the bar out of her hand and began to rub it over those breasts before letting it fall, my fingers pinching and pulling on her nipples. It wasn’t long before she pulled back a little, rinsed us both off, and turned off the water.

Grabbing my hand, she guided me out of the tub and positioned me on the floor mat. With a smile, she took her fluffy towel and began patting me dry. She started at the top, catching the water from my hair.

“Bend over,” she whispered, and I complied, unable to keep a grin off my face. I couldn’t believe this was happening! Leaning forward, my hands gripped the toilet seat as Mischa toweled my hair dry, using smooth motions from the back of my neck to the crown of my head. I found that so sensual I started trembling, feeling my pussy ache deep inside.

“My god, you are so sexy,” Mischa murmured, as she ran the towel down my back, over my ass, stopping there. She flattened her hand and wiggled it into my crack. I gasped as I felt that terry cloth brush my asshole and straightened quickly, more from surprise than wanting her to stop. Mischa grinned at me, but didn’t pause. “Just want to make sure my roomie is nice and dry.”

I giggled, reaching for a towel to return the pleasure, but Mischa stopped me.

“You’re not done yet,” she chided, playfully pushing me down onto the toilet seat. “Sit back and relax for a minute.”

“But I’m not going to get a chance to dry you off,” I whimpered as I did what she asked, leaning back to rest against the back of the toilet. Her hands came up and dried my face and neck, the towel gently moving over my skin down to my breasts. There, she teased my nipples, first roughly dragging the material across my hardened tips, then making light passes over them.

Holy crap! My body was on fire just from this stimulation, so I wasn’t sure I would last long. I had thought about Mischa touching me all last night while out with Brett and now.now, I was getting my wish!

Though unsure that I wouldn’t implode at any moment, I couldn’t resist or stop. I arched my back into her touch and moaned as her head dipped towards me, her tongue darting out to flick over my nipples. Back and forth, from one to the other, till her mouth closed over one tip completely.

I watched, mesmerized, as her cheeks depressed inward as she sucked hard. Her lips, full and pink, let go to lavish the same attention on my other breast. My body was so hot, my pussy so slick just watching her. Little tendrils of her wet hair clung to my skin, deep black against a golden tan, slowly sliding across my chest and belly as Mischa knelt in front of me, spreading my legs wide, and wiping them dry before tossing the towel to the side.

“Don’t worry, Daph, I’m going to be wet for quite some time!”

“Oh, God,” was all I managed before her tongue dipped into my belly button, licking at the moisture captured there. Her eyes met mine as she ran the tip of her tongue around the edge of my belly button before pushing it in again. Over and over she repeated the movement and my mind went exactly where she wanted it to go to thoughts of her doing the same on a lower hole, or wow, any hole!

Her hands caressed my waist before moving under my butt. They tugged me forward, then ran up the back of my thighs as she parted my legs, holding me open. I shifted so my head rested against the back of the toilet, propping one foot on the tub and the other against the doorjamb as Mischa kissed my pussy for the first time.

I was on fire. Never before had I felt this hot, this anxious. She was teasing me and she knew it, but worse she knew that I knew. But no way was I going to say anything, for fear she may just stop. The idea was too horrible, so I was willing to do whatever she wanted me to do. Anything so I could touch her and taste her.

She held me open and still as her lips pressed against my skin, skin she had just shaved last night. I could feel her breath against my folds before she slid her tongue inside me, as deep as it would go. Mischa looked up at me again, then brushed the tip of her nose against my clit and I moaned, lifting my hips up towards her sweet mouth.

Something changed then, for the both of us, because Mischa pressed her thumb against my throbbing clit, rubbing it quickly as her tongue darted in and out of my hole, across my wet lips, her movements quick and almost needy. Like she desperately needed me to cum all over her face. I began to squirm at the idea, my hands stroking any part of her I could reach, my breath coming rapidly.

“Mish, I have a confession,” I half-whispered, half-moaned. “I’ve wanted this for so long.” Mischa met my gaze and pulled herself away from me.

“I have a confession, too, Daphne. I’ve wanted this, too, and last night, while you were sleeping, I tasted you.” My mouth fell open in surprise, but instead of anger or betrayal, I felt a thrill run through me.

“No wonder I had such good dreams!” Mischa blushed, and I could see the relief plain in her eyes, but the throbbing in my pussy demanded my attention. I pulled her up and rose, kissing her again, tasting myself on her lips. Without breaking apart, we stumbled into the main room.

Mischa playfully shoved me onto her bed, then climbed on top of me, her body brushing against mine. I moaned at the touch, but managed to smile as I flipped our positions.

“It’s my turn,” I whispered, my hands running along her ribcage, my mouth hovering over her breasts. Grinning, I watched her face as I ran just my lips over and over her nipples. Feeling those hard little nubs, the ones I dreamt about, made me so hot.

Mischa shifted so one of her legs was between mine, and as she ran her hands up and down my back, into my hair, she rubbed her thigh against my pussy.

“Daphne, you are positively dripping. I can feel you all over me,” she murmured as I flattened my tongue and stroked it all over one breast. I giggled and pressed my hips back against her leg, rotating my hips.

“You made me that way,” I replied, my head dipping to suck on her nipple. “I thought about you shaving me and eating me all last night. I couldn’t look at Brett, I only wanted this.”

I slithered down her body till I rested in between her legs. She was completely bare and her skin was so soft. I shifted so my mouth was closer to the V of her legs and lapped at her clit. Slowly, I slid my tongue in between her lips, moaning as I tasted her. She wasn’t wet just from the shower any longer.

My hands lifted up to grip her inner thighs, my thumbs spreading her lips open. I tongued and flicked her clit, one finger sliding up into her depths, easing in and out of her hurriedly. Her hips began to move, shifting towards my mouth, one hand holding my head close to her body as I ate her.

“God, Daphne, right there. Suck on my clit,” she cried. I kept it up for only a minute longer, smiling as I felt her tremble, knowing I was affecting her the same way she affected me. To torment her, I pulled away from her pussy all together and lapped up my juices from her thigh.

Mischa froze a little and whimpered as I bit down on her skin lightly, her back arching up a little.

“I can’t take it anymore! Turn around so I can taste you,” Mischa panted. I smiled as I crawled into place, my hips above her head, my tongue back in her sweet hole.

I knew how she felt as she grabbed my ass and pulled me down to her mouth. I was so close, too, and this being the first time I had ever been with a girl only made me that much wetter.

The both of us began licking and sucking and nibbling at a frantic pace. I felt my orgasm build, each lick and move I made being reciprocated thoroughly by Mischa. Her thighs closed tightly around my head, and I felt my hips press down against an eager tongue.

“I’m so close, Daphne,” she cried out, “Cum with me!”

Like I could stop it. Her voice, her body, her taste and smell and touch all worked to bring the best orgasm I’ve ever had crashing through me. I couldn’t tell my moans from hers or whose body was rocking the bed, only that pure pleasure was coursing through me and I was hard pressed to recall a more erotic time than that one moment.

After a minute or two, I managed to rise and lie at her side. She lifted a hand to stroke my cheek as she smiled at me.

“Feeling better? Ready for some food?”

I opened my mouth to say that I just wanted to go back to bed, but realized I had no hangover and a surprising surge of energy.

“Yeah, I am.” I reached over and cupped her breast, rolling the nipple between my fingers. “I suppose we need another shower, though.”

Mischa rolled off the bed, threw a thin tank top and short shorts at me, then grinned as she dressed similarly. Pulling her hair up, she shook her head.

“No, we don’t. I like knowing my juices are drying on your face. Besides, I intend to get you back into bed the minute we return!”

I could already feel my body reacting.

I was lulled into my marriage with all sorts of promises which my husband has never kept! I really didn’t ask for much but he offered so much and I believed he would look after me forever! How wrong I could be. Oh, he still acts as my husband and we sort of get along O.K. but there is no depth in our marriage anymore. We still make love but it is no longer the passionate love we first enjoyed before and soon after we were married. Sex is almost a mechanical thing now.

When I was single I had gone out with a lot of men and the sex with them always seemed to get better as time past because I thought I was getting better at it! That may have been nearly true I guess we all get better with practice but in my case it was more a matter of finding the right types of men! Anyway I had plenty of sex and when I met David I thought he was absolutely the best of them all. His technique was very smooth and he could make me cum like no other man had done before! Before we were married or living together he would come to my rooms and he would fuck me and then leave me gasping with excitement and anxious to be with me again. He was living not too far away from me and had his own apartment. At first he never slept over with me! He would always make an excuse for leaving after sex and I just believed him when he said he had to be somewhere early the next morning.

We were seeing a lot of each other and were starting to be noticed as a couple! One of my particular friends told me he was two-timing me and I should get him to make a commitment or break it off! Well that had me thinking!

I confronted David about this and he admitted he often left me to return home where he had another girl waiting for him! I couldn’t believe this but it turned out to be true and now I had to decide whether I should break up with him or change him so that he was just mine. I decided on the latter and suggested I move in with him! Surprisingly he readily agreed and I quit my rooms and moved everything I owned into his apartment and we became a couple. I watched him like a hawk at first but saw absolutely no sign of him being unfaithful. He was, after all, getting as much sex and he wanted with me being there at his beck and call! I loved sex with him and gave it to him whenever he asked for it!

Sometime later we decided to get married. We had become very close and thought we knew one another very well. He had been the perfect gentleman since we moved in together and I saw no reason why I shouldn’t marry him. So, marry him I did!

Life as a married couple changed very little from what we had been doing before. We just changed the status from living together to being married! At first he was very attentive and looked after me very well. Sex was great but as I suggested before it gradually tapered off until it became a very casual thing and even then it wasn’t very satisfactory.

After 5 years when there was very little sex we have been married for 7 years I began to think seriously about leaving him. I casually mentioned I was sick of being just a housemate to him and thought I might have a look around and see if I could find a more suitable partner. He reacted very badly when I said that. I had only wanted to sound him out and see what he would say. He told me he had married me for love and we were married for life and I had better get used to the idea. He wouldn’t let me go and told me I would have to stay with him. That sort of talk gets my back up and I just went quiet and waited to see what he would do about it.

A couple of weeks after my outburst David came home from his work one evening he works later each day than I do and was just bursting to tell me something. I could tell from his expression he was trying to keep a secret. He took me into the lounge room and sat me down on the couch. He put his arms around me and pulled me tight and told me he loved me! He kissed me passionately (I was surprised how good that felt after all the years of neglect) and told me he had a wonderful surprise for me! He pulled a plastic travel wallet from his coat pocket and gave it to me. It was a complete holiday package for 3 weeks on a tropical island, complete with air fares and all accommodation and meals and we would be leaving in 1 week. He told me it had cost him a packet but it would be a chance for both of us to get back to what we were before when we were first married.

I must say the idea of a tropical holiday appealed to me and I told him how pleased I was that he had thought enough of me to organize the trip. Needless to say our attitudes to one another changed quite a bit after that and when we got into bed that night we fucked just like we had when we were first married. The old spark was still there but it had taken something special to ignite it for us. I was agreeably surprised how much he changed.

Not long after we had married about 2 years we decided we would like to start a family. Things were going quite well at that stage and I thought he was a wonderful husband but we all make mistakes. Anyway I stopped taking the pill and we waited for the first signs of pregnancy to show. Nothing happened and although we were having sex sometimes twice a day we made no progress. Month after month my periods would announce there was no baby coming yet. We almost gave up hope and that was about the time the sex started to taper off. We took no precautions and just left it to nature but nature wasn’t helping us. When we sometimes only had sex once in a whole month I felt we had no chance. It is amazing how accustomed one becomes to taking the pill each night but once it is decided to stop then the habit is broken and no more thought is given to it at all.

Well, we went on our holiday. The resort we were staying at must be the nicest place on earth. We had a marvelous suite which was styled in the form of a native buree and it had all mod cons. It was wonderful for lovers because the buildings were quite a distance apart and one could make all the noise one wanted without disturbing the neighbors.

We arrived in the early afternoon after an uneventful plane trip and were shown to our suite by a lovely, charming native lad who told us his name was Benny and he would look after us while we were staying at the resort. We took an instant liking to Benny and he explained to us how everything worked and told us how to contact him and he would be with us in a flash to look after us! David tipped Benny very well and we looked forward to a great deal of service from Benny. Benny was about 25 and very well built and was quite tall. It was the native look about him which made him so charming. As soon as Benny was gone David and I stripped off our clothes and headed for a lovely fresh shower to rid us of the long plane trip. As soon as we had dried ourselves, David took me by the hand, caressed my breasts and slipped his hand between my legs and dragged me over to the bed! We fucked like teenagers and came like express trains! Sex was lovely again.

We had three wonderful weeks to get to know each other and re-ignite the old flames which had dwindled so much. Each time we would return from seeing something on the island, David and I would fuck like crazy and became very excited with each other. All of the activities on the island resort were available to us and we swam, dived, played tennis and, in fact, we did just about everything that was on the activities schedule.

This first week was wonderful I had the old David back again. He was most attentive and nothing was too much trouble. I was quite surprised by his attentiveness and complimented him by telling him how much I loved him. Surprisingly this began to change when the second week started. On the 10th day David and I were stretched out naked on the bed having just woken up mid morning. I began to play with his cock and moved my body against his (which I know excites him) but for the first time since our arrival he pushed me away. He said he was a bit tired and perhaps we could fuck that night! Well, to cut a long story short, the attention he paid to me just about stopped there. That night we didn’t fuck and in fact we didn’t fuck for the rest of the week! What had happened to David? I tried to talk to him but he told me I was imagining things and to leave him alone.

After so much attention to me for the first week and so much fucking I was feeling very horny and badly wanted him to fuck me! I begged him to just play with me but he had turned off completely! I left him alone and didn’t ask him for sex for the whole day but his mood was nasty and there was no way he was the same man I arrived with! At the end of the second week I was frantic for sex! I have never been one to get a lot of enjoyment out of playing with myself and I seldom resorted to this for relief. I decided to ask David just once more to fuck me but his response was tense and he simply said, Stupid bitch, all you want to do is fuck! I will arrange for someone else to fuck you and shut you up! Leave me alone! What did he mean by that?

David asked me to go for a swim on the next morning and I was surprised he was talking to me at all. We swam for about an hour and did a little sunbaking on the sand it felt wonderful and, as there weren’t very many people around I took off my top and laid on the sand with just my bikini bottoms on, and they are so brief they are almost obscene! I have good sized breasts and am proud of them. My nipples stick out nicely and I believe I have a very good body. My legs are well shaped and I am quite tall. I am a natural blond with my hair down to my shoulders. My pubic bush belies my blondness as it is reasonably dark and bushy. I never shave myself and love the bushy look of it. Of course I shave my legs and underarms but nothing else. After the swim and sunbathing David told me we would go back to the restaurant for lunch and then he had a surprise for me! This was a change for David and I held just a faint hope he was going to be back to his old self. Lunch was always a wonderful affair as the food is so fresh and there is plenty of fruit to choose from.

As we were returning to our unit David told me my surprise would be arriving at 2.30pm and that I should do exactly what I was asked to do otherwise the surprise would be spoilt. I asked David what sort of surprise he had for me but he refused to tell me anything. When we reached the suite David suggested I have a shower and freshen up ready for my surprise. As the tropical warmth tended to make us sweat I was soon in the shower. David suggested I get dressed as if I was going out for the afternoon with very good company. I had no idea what he was thinking about but dressed in my best underwear, a pretty patterned thin blouse and my white slacks. I thought I looked very well dressed. David hadn’t had a shower and remained in his bathing trunks, looking quite smart. Apart from all his faults David is a good looking man and he dresses well no matter what he is wearing!

At 2.30pm exactly there was a polite knock on our door. David bounded up to open it and there stood Benny and two other equally attractive island boys all about the same age. David invited them inside and introduced the other two to me Louey and Billy I was surprised he knew their names but it appeared he knew them well. The five of us chatted for a few minutes about things generally on the island and the boys declined a drink when offered by David.

David stood up suddenly, moved over to me and kissed me! He took me by surprise as he hadn’t kissed me for over a week. He then moved around behind me and grasped my forearms tightly and pulled them around behind my back. He held me there and then said to the three boys, Well, here she is boys, enjoy yourselves do anything you like to her for the next 12 hours!”

Louey was the first to move. He came over to me and began kissing me deeply. I was startled by his actions but his mouth was very tender and he knew how to make his kisses excite me. His hands began to caress my breasts through my blouse and I could feel I was getting excited. Perhaps it was because David was holding me and also because he was watching another man feeling me up. Louey began to unbutton my blouse and I told him to stop but he ignored me completely. When the blouse was undone he slipped it off my shoulders and it fell down my arms as far as David’s hands.

David carefully released each hand to remove the blouse but maintained a firm hold on me. Louey then began to undo my bra. This was too much and again I told him to stop but he just continued until my bra joined my blouse on the floor after David had once again allowed the straps to pass down my arms. Now I was naked to the waist and Louey was not only staring at my breasts and nipples but he we now beginning to feel them with his hands. My nipples were quite long and this indicated I was very aroused. Louey continued to play with my nipples until he took one hand off and replaced it with his mouth. He sucked my nipples very had and I was becoming very aroused. David still held on to my arms and wouldn’t let go.

Benny came over to me and pressed his hand between my legs and touched me through my slacks and panties. I could feel his fingers moving through the material and didn’t want him to stop! Benny found the flap holding the belt on the slacks and quickly undid it. He then slowly eased down the zip at the side of my slacks and I could feel the zipper on my thigh. It didn’t take long before my slacks were around my ankles and Benny knelt down and lifted each leg in turn to remove the slacks completely! All I had on now was my very small panties which were so small that they didn’t cover all of my bush and the top inch for hair was visible over the elastic of my panties.

Benny hooked his thumbs into the elastic and pulled my panties down my legs! Now I was completely naked in front of these three island men! David kept a firm hold on my arms and he was hurting me. He then moved my feet apart with his own feet until my ankles were about 2 ft apart and then Benny moved his hand back between my legs and began to play with me in earnest. Benny had his fingers inside my cunt in no time and his thumb was stroking my clit sending electric sparks through my body. Louey was still sucking on my nipples and I was completely turned on by the attention of these two. It was at this time that I looked at Billy and saw that he was naked having just removed all of his clothes.

His cock was sticking out in front of him and he had a grin on his face. He came over to me and motioned Louey to move away and he began sucking on my nipples. David held my left arm motionless behind my back but moved my right hand around to Billy’s cock which he told me I should start playing with. What else could I do so I began stroking Billy’s cock. Louey had moved back by this and he was removing his clothes too. Now there were two naked men looking at my naked body. When Louey returned to me he told Benny to get naked and he began playing with my cunt and clit. While Benny was playing with me I had a small orgasm and I was in a state of arousal all the time.

When Benny was naked he too returned to me and I had the three men stroking and playing with my naked body at the one time. It was about this time that David released my left arm and stepped back and sat on a chair near the bed.

The three boys (well, they were really men) were playing with me so hard I was cumming all the time I was feeling very tense and strained from all the playing around. They then moved me over to the bed and laid me down spread-eagled on top of the covers.

I had been fucked by such a lot of men before I had been married and hadn’t felt embarrassed when they had pulled my legs apart and had looked at my open cunt but today I was beside myself with embarrassment. Perhaps it was because my husband was watching me. Billy and Louey were on either side of the bed and they held an arm and a leg each and slowly pulled my legs apart. Benny was already on the bed between my legs and was looking intently at my open cunt. When they boys had pulled my legs apart as far as they would comfortably go, Benny moved his mouth down until it was on my cunt and he began to lick me and stroke my clit so that I came almost straight away. The other two began squeezing and stroking my breasts and sucking on my nipples. Mainly due to Benny’s licking I was cumming most of the time and I was feeling very exhausted.

I looked over at David sitting on the chair and I saw a man who was absolutely enjoying being able to watch me having my body ravished by these boys. When Benny thought I was ready (I had been ready from the moment they had begun undressing me) he moved up over my body and gently pushed his large cock into my cunt. After so long with just David it felt very strange having another man’s cock embedded in my cunt. The sensation was wonderful and I could feel my orgasm building up from the soles of my feet. When the orgasm arrived it was earth shattering and I began shaking.

Benny was fucking me with a steady pumping action and I felt him tensing up and then he shot his load of cum directly into my cunt! There wasn’t much of a break before Benny’s cock slipped out of me and Louey was moving into place above me and his cock was in me! Louey had a slightly larger cock and he certainly knew how to use it. His in out action had me twisting in ecstasy and it wasn’t long before I felt him cumming in me as well. Benny, by this, had moved to the head of the bed and had his wet cock poised over my mouth waiting for me to suck him.

I opened my mouth for him and felt his wonderful cock slip down into my mouth and through to my throat. The merciless sucking on my nipples was driving me crazy and although I loved what they were doing to me I wished they would stop for a little while so I could get my breath back. But no, Billy was on me as soon as Louey had pulled his cock out of me and now I had another cock in me! Billy fucked me as hard as he could and again I felt my orgasm’s building up. I had lost count completely the number of times I had cum and, in fact, I felt I was in a constant state of orgasm!

I had now, in the short space of about an hour been fucked three times and had numerous orgasms from being sucked and licked so much.

There was a rest period while the three lads recovered. David complimented the boys on the way they had fucked me and told them to keep on doing it to me until they just couldn’t reach another erection. The boys grinned and told him they were capable of fucking me all night and, as they enjoyed doing what they were doing, they would do their best to fuck me all night! I asked to go to the bathroom but David insisted I stay on the bed. He told me I could get up after I had been fucked by the three boys again and then he would see if I could get up again before morning!

Benny and the boys began to get erections after about 30 minutes rest. I am sure they could have been ready before that but David insisted they make me wait. I wanted to go to the bathroom to clean up but just had to lie there on the bed.

David signaled the boys that it was time again and the three of them fucked me again, all in the missionary position, by which time I felt completely exhausted. Again I wanted to go to the bathroom but David wouldn’t allow it. This was an amazing scenario David allowed the boys to fuck me about every half hour for the next 4 hours! In all that time I had not been allowed to go to the bathroom! Now I wanted to pee and my poor cunt was completely full of cum! Again David wouldn’t allow me to go.

His next instruction amazed me. He told Benny that two of them should go for a meal break but the other had to remain with me and fuck me each 30 minutes if he was able! Two of them left and, after the required time, I was fucked again! It was taking the one left with me much longer to cum now and all of his fucking me was making me sore. When the other two returned David send the other off for his break. He now rationed my sessions to hourly and although this was some relief it certainly didn’t help my bladder and I wanted to piss so much I began to cry.

David seemed to have some sympathy for me and so he pulled heaps of tissues from a box and scrunched them into a ball which he proceeded to push into my cunt which, I learned later, was to stop the cum from running out of me. I was then allowed to go to the toilet and pee! It was very uncomfortable with the wad in my cunt but I managed to pee and that was some relief! Then it was back to the bed!

Well, with ever lengthening intervals I was fucked by the three boys for the full 12 hours and by that time I had such a sore cunt I didn’t know what to do with myself. Although David still wouldn’t allow me to stand up, much of the cum which was shot into me was leaking out when the men were fucking me. In fact there was quite a mess on the sheets!

David thanked the boys and handed them each an envelope which, I gathered, contained their pay for their services! As soon as they had gone I managed to get off the bed and walked with some difficulty to the bathroom. There the cum just poured out of me! When I returned to David he told me he wouldn’t let me go to the bathroom before because he wanted to make sure the cum in me had a chance to make me pregnant! Now what was he thinking? Did he really want me pregnant by these island boys? He explained he didn’t really love me all that much and didn’t want to be the father of my baby. He had chosen Benny and the other two boys because of their lighter skin coloring and when I had my baby it probably wouldn’t look as though it wasn’t his! What a bastard!

Well the news came to me not long after we returned home! My period didn’t arrive on the usual date nor for the next month. I went to see my physician who, after the necessary tests, proclaimed me pregnant! At last I was going to be a mother! Now I could give all my attention to my baby and not to my bastard husband.

My life has changed dramatically. Now I am the center of attention and all of my friends envied my pregnancy. I found too I had a lot more attention from men whom I scarcely knew. The sight of a pregnant woman’s body seems to attract men like flies. I had my belly rubbed by so many men that I started to get very excited whenever they rubbed me!

I now had no love at all for David and he knew it! I began to take more notice of the men who constantly wanted to feel my belly and see if they could detect a movement of the baby inside. It didn’t take very long before one of these men was feeling my belly and then, without asking, slipped his hand down lower so that it was between my legs. It was a bit of a shock but it felt good to have a man hold me there.

I helped the situation by pulling up my long skirt which was in the way so that the man could actually touch my cunt through my panties! He began to play with me and soon had me squirming to a point where I had to sit down before I fell down! He didn’t take his hand away and so I spread my legs and allowed him better access to my cunt. All of this took place in my garden and fortunately we had some privacy because of the surrounding fences.

Now that he could see I wasn’t objecting he pulled aside my panties and played with my clit. Now I was so turned on, after so long with no-one playing with me, I began to cum. I had an orgasm which felt like an express train passing through my body! I wanted more so I told him to follow me into the house. David, of course, was at work so we weren’t likely to be interrupted and most of my friends rang before they called to make sure I was able to see them. I felt very safe. When we were inside I locked the front and back doors and, taking Ted by the hand, I led him into the bedroom. Just what was I doing but then, just as quickly as I asked myself that question, I answered it with a who cares!”

Ted helped me remove my long skirt and top and now I only had on my big thick bra and my panties. Ted couldn’t wait to get these remaining items off me and he fumbled until he had the bra undone. My breasts were quite large now because of the pregnancy and I was very proud of them. My belly wasn’t terribly huge I was only in my 5th month but nevertheless it stuck out in front of me and I didn’t feel very attractive. Ted, on the other hand was worshipping my belly and my breasts and soon had my panties off as well.

Now I was naked, and pregnant, lying on the bed in front of my best friend’s husband. He quickly removed all of his clothes and as soon as he was naked too, he climbed onto the bed and lay down beside me, gently caressing my huge belly. He leaned over me and kissed and sucked my nipples whilst gently squeezing my breasts. He then rested his head on my belly and told me he could hear the baby rumbling inside. I laughed and told him it was just that I was hungry and he wouldn’t be able to hear the baby. He turned his head around so that he was facing my feet and brought his hand between my legs and began playing with me.

His fingers soon found my clit and he soon brought me to another orgasm. He told me how much he loved my hairy bush and also told me he had asked his wife to shave her bush off and she had liked it and now kept it shaved! He, however, liked a nice hairy cunt to play with and was disappointed his wife refused to allow it to grow back again. His playing with me soon brought on another orgasm and, for the first time with Ted, I reached down and grabbed his lovely hard cock in my hand.

Ted asked me if it was safe to fuck me and I laughed but told him it might hurt me if he leaned on me too hard. The best idea was for me to lie on my back with my legs apart with the leg nearest to him lifted up. He could then slide between my legs whilst still at right angles to me because this would allow him to enter me without placing any weight on my extended belly. He quickly caught on and soon had his hard cock inside my cunt giving me all the pleasure I had been missing out on for so long! We both enjoyed that fuck more than I can tell.

He was excited because he was fucking a pregnant woman and I was excited because I was being fucked after going so long without it! The last time I had been fucked was with the three island boys on our holiday. I envied my best friend because she could fuck him any time she wanted but I would have to wait until another convenient time arose for both of us. After Ted had gone and I was still lying naked on the bed, I began to think just what I had done. I decided I loved it and would do it again and as often as possible.

The next time I managed to get together with Ted was the following week and the sex was just as good as the first time. We spent a glorious afternoon together and he fucked my twice before he had to leave to meet his wife. I felt good knowing he would be meeting my friend, his wife, as soon as he left me! Ted, of course, knew I didn’t love David any more and he asked me if I would be interested in having anyone else fuck me? I asked who he had in mind and he told me he had mentioned me to his brother who was divorced and he too would like to fuck a pregnant woman. I told him I wasn’t sure that would be a good idea but agreed to meet his brother at a coffee shop the next morning.

Charlie was an extraordinary good looking man and I fell for him as soon as we introduced ourselves. He was charming as well and we shared a lovely cup of coffee together. He politely asked me if he would be able to see me at my home some afternoon soon and I just couldn’t help myself and agreed to meet him that afternoon! I would have taken him home with me but I wanted to have a shower and prepare myself for his visit so he had to give me some time to get ready. I just knew I would fuck him as soon as he called!

I rushed home and showered and shaved my legs and underarms and applied my makeup, although not too much, and dressed in one of my prettiest blouses and a nice skirt ready for him. I dispensed with my bra it was only going to get in the way - and I looked good without it provided I didn’t have to walk quickly! I toyed with the idea of leaving off my panties but thought I had better not look like too much of a slut although that was what he was calling for I was to be a pregnant slut for him!

Charlie arrived on time and presented me with a large bunch of pretty flowers how thoughtful! We wasted very little time on preliminaries he was anxious to fuck me and I wanted to fuck him we soon made our intentions known and began stripping off our clothes. As soon as we were naked we began kissing and feeling each other and I was soon aroused to a peak I hadn’t reached before. He even knew about the position to fuck me and although he played with me and gave me several orgasms, I just wanted him inside me! His cock was huge and I felt wonderful as he pushed it carefully into my cunt. Sex with Charlie was great. There is no other word to describe it! After our second fuck for the afternoon I was hooked on Charlie and wanted him again and again. I didn’t want to push my luck too far and suggested we meet again next week but he asked why we couldn’t meet tomorrow? This thrilled me and we soon made plans for next day.

I was a little afraid David would detect my happiness when he arrived home but he didn’t seem to notice me at all and so I was safe. Charlie called on me just about every day it was possible. Of course he couldn’t call when David wasn’t at work but he was there every other day for me! It soon became obvious to both of us there was more than just the odd casual fuck between us. After about a month and a half of fucking Charlie, he surprised me by taking me in his arms after a rather torrid session of sex and actually proposed marriage to me! He stunned me completely as, although I knew we both enjoyed the others company, I looked on it more as a fling whilst I was pregnant and then it would be over. Charlie was deadly serious and told me he wanted to marry me and move away from this city and start all over again with the baby making three! I told him I was married but he assured me that could easily be finished in divorce and he would then marry me!

I realized he was very serious more so that I had thought before and decided there and then that I would leave David immediately! What a big step. Charlie lived in the home he and his wife had shared before the divorce and he told me it really needed a woman in the house to make it like a home! I had only known Charlie for a little over 6 weeks but I knew he was sincere and I really did love him, particularly his kind attention to me and my body. Charlie knew, of course, how my baby had been conceived and said that wouldn’t make any difference to him he loved me and would love my baby no matter what color it was! I really believed him.

We made all the necessary arrangement that afternoon and quickly gathered all of the possessions which I believed were mine alone and, without delay, Charlie organized for a truck to pick up my goods and take them to his house. All of my clothes were gone and my few material possessions with them I now had nothing in the house which belonged to me. As soon as David arrived home I greeted him with the news I was leaving him. He just shrugged his shoulders and said Good luck, I guess it had to come sooner or later and now is a good time before the brat arrives! If nothing else had convinced me, David’s words certainly did! He didn’t love me at all. I left Charlie’s address with him in case he needed to contact me urgently but that was really the end of David.

Charlie was waiting for me in his car outside the house and so I simply said goodbye to David and walked out to the car. Charlie kissed me and helped me into the car and we drove off to a new life together.

My life with Charlie was wonderful and he looked after me splendidly before the baby was born and was an absolutely amazing father to little Benny! Benny was born after a rather short labor and it was a comparatively easy birth. I told Charlie it was an easy birth because of all the sex right up to the time of the birth and than he had done a marvelous job of stretching me! Benny was so close to white that not even a soul thought he wasn’t Charlie’s baby!

When my divorce became final Charlie again asked me to marry him and I accepted! We were married as soon as possible and have lived a very happy life together so far. We are a very devoted couple with a wonderful son we both love so much! Who could ask for more?

Guy had watched Misha grow up. He had known her for the last seven years. She was the daughter of his ex wife’s best friend. Since his divorce his ex Charlene moved out and lived about 10 minutes away. Misha’s mom had a drug problem and was now in prison and Misha lived with her grandmother a few blocks from Guy. She was Guys reliable babysitter for his 8 year old twin boys. They loved her and looked at her as a big sister. Misha was 18 now. She stood 5′8″ around 125 lbs with long wavy black hair and a sensuous milk chocolate complexion. She was not a girl anymore and very beautiful indeed. But Guy only recently noticed her blossoming frame.

About a month ago Guy asked Misha if she could watch the boys while he worked late. He would swing by the community center to pick her up along with a colleague from work and drop her off at his house where she had her own key and a room as well. Guy parked right in front of the entrance and waited for Misha to come out. There was a group of men standing outside discussing the game of basketball they had just finished when Misha came out. Their conversation stopped as she passed them by. They were obviously drawn in by her beauty and some were a bit more forward than others

“Hey sexy got a minute?”

“Whoa she’s tight!”

“Look at that fat ass.”

Misha smiled she made her to the car and that’s when it happened. Guy looked at Misha and suddenly saw a woman. He didn’t see the little girl in pigtails anymore but he saw a new side to her. He watched as she approached he car and took in the sight of her lovely C-cup tits bouncing under her t-shirt. He gazed at her tight belly and long athletic legs and how her lowrider jeans accentuated her supple hips. He stared at her smooth brown skin and full lips and envisioned his long hard cock in her young mouth. When she opened the door and got in Guy was lost in a haze of lust when she spoke.

“What’s up Guy? You ready to go?”

“Guy?”

“Huh? Oh I’m sorry Misha, I was just daydreaming. Yeah I’m ready to roll. Guy felt his cock grow thick and stiff in his pants screaming to be released. As he drove Guy couldn’t help steal glances at Misha fantasizing about her all the while. Before dropping Misha off Guy picked up Tony, his best friend from work and they rode over to Guy’s house. When they got to Guy’s house and Misha started to exit the car her lowriders got lower than ever as she got out and rode down exposing a white lace thong and the crack of her teenage ass come into view.

“Bye guys. Have a good night.”

Guy and Tony were tongue tied as she walked away swinging her hips seductively and they zoomed in on her perfect thick round bottom. Both men were unconsciously rubbing their swollen members as she glided away. Her body was heavenly and Guy was about to slap himself for not realizing it sooner. How could he not see it before? Misha had filled out and was a very desirable and salacious young woman. Her body was well toned and tight she was everything any red blooded man would desire in a fuck toy. Fuck toy? What a good idea! He hadn’t ever before this day thought of Misha more than a friend and a little girl. Now he was thinking of her as a fuck toy.

“Jesus Christ dude! Do you see her ass? She’s gorgeous Guy. We gotta do something about that.”

“Yeah man. I was just thinking the same thing. I never noticed it until today but she damn sure looks like she’s ready. I’m gonna look into it and get back to you.”

Guy and Tony were more than best friends. They did everything together. They’ve spent many a night bar hopping and girl banging by evenings end. They’d conquered many female territories in their day and they had their sights set on a new prize. Guy and Tony were quite the handsome pair. Both were tall and well built specimen. Tony had sandy blond hair and blue eyes while Guy had short cropped wavy hair. They had exchanged women and double teamed several more. In fact it was a doubleteam of a big titted Japanese tourist that led to Guy’s divorce when Charlene walked in on the shenanigans returning home unexpectedly. If anybody could bang the babysitter it would be these two hounds.

For the next few weeks Guy watched Misha closely regularly having her watch the boys and performing various household tasks. Guy felt like a secret agent as he spied on her. He listened to phone conversations with friends who called and came by the house. Little by little he began to gather the sort of information that he needed. Guy was astounded by how little he knew about Misha. Slowly but surely the facts started to come to light. Misha didn’t have a boyfriend, she drank, she was considered a tease by the guys in school and two more interesting tidbits. Misha was not a virgin and she was attracted to older men and wanted one to show her the ropes. As he eavesdropped at her door Guy knew he had a chance. Then came the surprise of his life as he listened further. Apparently Misha had a big weekend planned. Guy was scheduled to be out of town on business and Misha had set up a secret rendezvous with a man she met over the internet. Suddenly seeing Misha as a fucktoy didn’t seem outrageous. As she continued, Guy felt his cock twitch and found himself stroking his cock slowly as she giggled and whispered her intentions.

“Girl I hope he’s got a big dick. He was talking some good shit on the chat line and he better back it up. He was talking about how he wants to fuck me hard and deep and make me scream. My pussy got wetter and wetter, I can’t wait until Saturday.”

Guy couldn’t believe his ears as he jacked himself furiously thinking about taking her. This was his chance and he couldn’t let it slip by. He had the perfect plan to make it happen and had to call Tony ASAP to put it in motion. Guy decided that since she met her potential lover over the internet that was where they would start. Guy explained to Tony the computer geek exactly what he needed. He wanted to hack into Mishas email program, identify the stranger and scare him off. Then they would email Misha from another address and pose as the stranger. Tony got into her email and found out the guys name was Rod and went by the internet alias HotRod”. They emailed HotRod and said that they were her father and she was underage and if he tried to contact her again they would notify the authorities. Suffice to say he was scared shitless. On to phase two where Guy and Tony laid the groundwork for Saturday night. It was Thursday and they needed to act fast. Guy postponed his trip and told Charlene Tony would be dropping the boys off around 9:15 Saturday night.

Guy then sent a series of lewd emails to Misha over the next few hours detailing exactly what he wanted her to do Saturday. The responses to these emails also revealed a great deal about Misha. She was a freak in training. Misha talked about how she wanted to feel what it was like to be pounded hard and fast, how she fantasized about having more than one cock at a time and her new fantasy. She wanted to suck a big cock until it shot off in her mouth. Guy and Tony tossed that thought around for a while deciding that would be a special treat for her. They relished the idea of her full African lips engulfing their thick poles. Guy then instructed Misha exactly how the evening would begin. She was to have the boys in bed by eight and then turn off all the lights and light candles leading upstairs to her room where she will be dressed in her plaid school uniform skirt white silk blouse no panties or bra. She was to consume three shots of liquor to lower all inhibitions. While she waited she was to finger herself until he came through the door at precisely 9:30pm. Not only did she consent to this dangerous game she even made a demand of her own. Misha insisted that she wear a blindfold and when he came into the room he immediately push his dick meat into her hungry mouth. Done deal Guy replied and it was on.

Saturday arrived and it was a long anxious day for Guy and Tony. Guy left and told Misha he’d see her late Sunday night. He drove over to Tony’s house and parked in his garage. They talked about the big night and did some drinking. At 9 o’clock Tony picked up the boys and dropped them at Charlene and picked up Guy along the way back and dropped him off at his house where he would wait until 9:45 before making his entrance.

Guy opened the front door and was delighted by what he saw. Misha had followed his directions to the letter. The house was dark and trail of candles led to the room upstairs where the young black girl waited. He climbed the stairs slowly in anticipation. He got to the door and he could hear her soft moans as she was obviously still carrying out his orders. He checked his watch and the illuminated display read 9:30pm. He pushed he door open slowly and what he saw sent his hunger over the edge. Misha was laying on her back on her bed skirt hiked up to he chest with two fingers pistoning in and out of her dripping pussy and her other had with a good hold on her tits. Guy felt himself grow instantly and pulled his dick from his pants and walked to the bed stroking himself up and down. He pulled Misha up by her arm and told her o open her mouth. Soon as she opened up Guy pushed himself in holding her head in place as she moaned over his cock. He grabbed her free hand and wrapped it around the base of his black pole. He held her head as he stroked her mouth deeper. He was bigger than anything she had ever had and was having trouble adjusting to his considerable thickness. He could feel her soft lips massaging his burning member. He couldn’t believe it was finally happening. Misha was sucking him off! Guy began to build up speed in her mouth. His hand tightened it’s grip on her head and Guy began to fuck her mouth in earnest. Back and forth, in and out he moved his hips. Hearing her gasp for air fueled his sexual frenzy and soon his hips were a virtual blur. Misha moaned and gasped and Guy noticed Tony standing in the doorway. Guy decided to put on a show for his friend.

“Suck that big dick Misha. Show me how a good black slut sucks dick Guy said as he plunged in an out of her 18 year old mouth.

“Yeah that’s it take all of my dick. Suck it real good! The only other sounds in the room were of Misha’s wet face fuck and her moaning. She loved being used like this. It was better than she could have ever imagined. Tony had completely disrobed in the doorway and was jerking his long white cock.

Suddenly Guy pulled his dick from Misha’s mouth and said It’s time for a surprise Misha, a big surprise. Misha was startled by the familiarity to his voice. She couldn’t immediately remember but just then she heard him yell Lights! The lights were flicked on and Guy snatched off her blindfold revealing himself along with Tony. Misha shrieked in surprise

when she saw who was on the other end of that 9 inch monster and who had it’s white twin is his hand at the doorway.

“Well,well,well look what we have here Tony. A genuine honest to goodness internet slut. Thought you were gonna fuck a stranger tonight huh sexy. Well me and my boy here thought otherwise. We figured if you wanted to get fucked this weekend it should be by someone you know. Misha tried to cover herself up but Tony came over and ripped open her blouse exposing her big brown tits.

“Yeah Misha we thought it would be better this way. We’ve got everything you need right here. Tony grabbed a handful of her hair and said My turn I want some of what you just gave him.”

Misha was dazed and confused. She couldn’t believe what was happening and she also knew she was in no position to resist. They had played her and she fell right into their laps. After all she was going to use Guys house for a sexual romp and no one would ever believe her after all the emails she sent to HotRod if she cried rape. She couldn’t believe Guy would do something so devious. But through all the confusion was something else. Her pussy was soaking wet. Tony pulled on her hair and offered his cock to suck. It pulsed and grew by the second. She had never had a white man before and tonight was to be a night of firsts. Misha opened her mouth and took him in. Tony threw his head back and let out a sigh of relief that he was finally in her young nubile mouth. Guy sat on the edge of the bed and cheered him on.

“She’s a natural Tony. I think she loves having a dick in her mouth. Look at her she’s a hungry whore dude. Make her suck every inch man. Tony pushed more and more into her mouth until he felt himself pop through the opening to her throat.

“Ahhhhhh. That’s it little darling get it all. I love to see a black slut suck my cock. It looks like you like it too ain’t that right slut? Misha gagged and was about to choke and Tony snatched his rigid rod from her mouth. But instead of letting her gather herself Tony pulled her head closer as she coughed and slapped her all over her face with his saliva covered cock. It was a lewd scene as he bounced his cock off of her thick lips and rubbed himself over her stunning dark features. Guy came over and began groping her breasts. Tony then pushed himself back into her mouth fucking her face once more. Misha started jerking Guy’s cock while she sucked Tony. Guy wrapped his hand around hers tightly to show her how he wanted her to do him.

“Look at the chocolate whore with my big ole white sausage in her mouth. Looks like a true beauty queen. Do it little girl do it. We know what you’re about missy and we’re going to teach you a valuable lesson tonight. Maybe next time we’ll call your friend HotRod over next time and give some extra dick”

“Yeah we’re going to teach you how to bring out the inner slut and live your dreams. I can’t take it anymore man I gotta sample the pussy. Guy laid her down on her back and pushed her legs back. He looked down and saw a clean shaven piece of brown and pink heaven. He waited a long time for this moment and it was going to be great. He spread her good and wide and without warning slammed his rock hard black snake into her all the way. Misha yelped and her eyes got wide as she had never felt anything so large and demanding inside of her before. As she started to moan loudly Tony shoved his dick back in her mouth to keep her quiet. Guy just held his cock inside of her letting her get used to his tremendous size and to savor his maiden voyage into the teenagers love canal. Guy began to stroke her slowly gradually gaining speed and strength. Guy was beside himself inside of her.

“Oh my god Tony this pussy is the tightest I’ve ever felt. I could fuck her forever man. Guy picked speed again and was working his way towards a frenzy. Misha was moaning over Tony’s fat cock through her stretched mouth. Guy raised up and grabbed her thick thighs and laid her legs on his stomach and chest. He now began to fuck Misha like she wanted, hard and deep. He fucked her so hard she couldn’t concentrate on sucking off Tony so he just decided to bounce his dick off of her face again and take in the show. The sound of skin clashing and a young woman wails of passion filled the room.

“Yeeeeeesssss. P.p.p.p.p.please fuck me. Fuck me h h.h.h.haaaarrrd. Ahhhhhh Tony leaned over and squeezed her quaking tits hard as Guy deep drilled his nubian whore. Guy held her legs tight and power fucked her young pussy making sure she got every inch on every stroke. Tony was anxious to get a piece and tapped Guy on the shoulder.

“May I cut in Guy raised up and Tony took his place, he too slamming his prick in all the way knocking the air from her lungs. Tony kept the youngster in this position with her legs pointed o the sky fora few minutes more and then told her sit on his cock. Misha got on top of him and started to ride him reverse cowgirl style bouncing her big black ass up and down on his bloated white spear. Tony was mesmerized by the sight of her ass as it shook and vibrated on every down stroke. Misha was lost in lust as she rode him for everything she was worth.

“Ooooooo yes Tony. Fill my tight black pussy with that big white dick. Oooooohhhhh it feeeeeeeeels sooooo gooood Guy stood in front of her and gave her something to suck on. He looked down at her face while she sucked him and he knew that she had been turned out tonight and he would be able to use this body anytime he wanted. She was perfect. A gorgeous young black fucktoy. Tony was banging her hard down low and he was stuffing her up high.

“Lets bend this bitch over dude.”

“Good idea it’s about that time Everyone disengaged and Misha got on the bed on her hands and knees and her lovely black ass wiggling invitingly as she pulled her skirt up to reveal a perfect ass. Tony grabbed her hips and Guy began to spank her. They took turns slapping her thick black ass over and over and she loved every second of it.

“You’ve been a bad girl Misha and you need o be punished. Bad girls get there asses spanked until they straighten up and fly right. Misha wailed in delight as the two grown men abused her tender young ass with their hands reveling in the sight and perversion of it all. Guy stood behind her and slid his cock into her holding tightly to her hips. Misha threw her head back in ecstasy as Guy began his vaginal attack. Tony stood in front of her rubbing his white prick across her thick lips. Guy was stroking slowly savoring every second of this new adventure.

“This pussy is so good man. We should’ve banged this bitch a long time ago. Guy began to pick up the intensity in his pelvis moving faster and faster trying to get as deep as he could inside the teenager. Tony continued to abuse her mouth and face groping her large hanging tits as well. Guy again began to spank her heavenly ass as he pounded her even harder.

“Yeah this is how a slut like you needs to be fucked. You need to be treated like a two dollar whore. Mishas ass was a picture of vibrating flesh as every stroke now was brutal continually knocking the wind from her. Mishas mouth just hung open with no sound coming out as if she was in another lust filled universe while these men used her young body. Tony took the opportunity to slide into her mouth. He grabbed both of her ears and pushed and pushed until all nine inches of his cock were buried in the ebony girls face. She could barely breathe as Guy power drilled her from the back and her throat was filled with Caucasian cock. Guy pushed his thumb into Mishas ass and she moaned over Tonys pole as he fucked her face. Guy then gave Misha a series of vicious strokes and pulled out.

“Sit on it girlfriend. Tony pulled his dick from her mouth and Misha let out a sigh of relief and mounted Guys waiting black snake. Misha began to bounce up and down as Guy sucked her heavy breasts. Tony stood behind the two and once more smacked her ass on every down stroke for emphasis.

“Oh my god. Yeeeees. Fuck me with your big dick, Don’t stop fucking my pussy please don’t stop! Tony was mesmerized by the sight of her quivering black ass going up and down grinding on his buddys bloated dick. He climbed on the bed and spit on his dick. Guy wrapped his arms around Mishas upper body holding her tightly and Tony started rubbing his cock up and down the crack of her ass. Sduddenly Misha felt him trying to push into her ass.

“No. Stop don’t do it you’re too big. I can’t handle it. Tony ignored her pleas and pushed in harder finally getting 3 inches inside of her chocolate butt.

“Arrrggghhh Misha screamed as her anal virginity was unceremoniously taken. Noooo. Please take it out”

“No can do missy. This ass was meant to be fucked. You walk around with your tight jeans hugging your fat ass cheeks and you think somebody’s not going to take you up on your offer? Well I’m gonna fuck your black ass real good slut. There’s nothing like a big white dick pounding a thick black ass.”

‘Except a big black cock in a white ass Guy chimed in. Tony started slow spreading her ass out trying to get deeper. He could feel Guy on the other side and they began to get the timing down. Guy would bury his cock deep into her pussy while Tony pulled out of her sweet bottom. When Guy pulled out Tony stabbed her ass deeper than the last time. Misha writhed and twisted getting the banging of her young life as the two friends fucked her like a rag doll. Tony was increasing his speed trying to get all nine inches into her guts pounding her young ass pulling her hair making her cry out.

“I’m c.c.c.cumm.cummmiiiiinng Misha bellowed. Guy could feel her juices drown his greedy dick.

“Let’s do it dude, I’m ready Tony said. With that said both men dislodged themselves from her used holes and laid her on her back. They positioned themselves on either side of her head and each grabbed a tit and mauled it as they passed her head back and forth fucking her mouth.

“Now it’s time to show you what kind of reward whores get for their services. Let’s get this bitch good Guy. Guy was buried in her mouth when it started. He felt the familiar tingle in his loins as he began to erupt.

“Here it come baby. Get it! Guy began to flood the youngsters mouth with white hot semen. He pumped stream after stream into her mouth and pulled out as he dick was still shooting. He shot off in her left eye and her nose while she was spitting cum onto her mouth and chin. Just then with out warning Tony blasted her right eye and both cheeks and kept cumming, It looked like two out of control hoses drenching the black girl in a gallon of white cum. As she gasped and spit cum they aimed for her lovely lips drowning the teen in cock juice. When it finally subsided Mishas once chocolate face was completely covered in white goo. She was a total sexy mess. Guy picked her up by the arm and led her to the mirror on her dresser.

“Look at yourself. That’s what a slut looks like. Guess that makes you a slut.”

“Sure looks like a slut to me Tony said. Guy stood behind her and pushed her over her arms holding her up as she faced the mirror. He slid his still hard cock into her sore ass and began pounding away once more. He held her hips in a vice grip as he fucked her ass. Tony came over and held her head up forcing her to look at her cum covered face in the mirror as Guy assaulted her dark bottom. She did look like a slut with cum dripping off her face and having a grown man stand behind her fucking her ass mercilessly. Guy buried all nine inches on every stroke filling her to capacity. Tony loved the scene.

“Look at yourself slut. You’re a dirty little whore and you love it. Tell us how much you like that black ass fucked. Tell my boy how much you like it.”

“I.I.I love ,it. Please f.f.fuck.m.m my black assssss.”

Brenda put on the last of her makeup and looked at herself in the mirror. It was the night of her anniversary, and she wanted to be perfect for her husband.

She was wearing a short white nightie that covered her size 22 frame. She checked the tan pantyhose she was wearing for runs. Not that it mattered: her husband would rip through them as soon as he saw her.

It was her anniversary gift to him. She found out early in their marriage that she could not dress for work around him. As soon as she slid on her hosiery, her husband was on her. Not that she minded, it just made her late for work.

She looked up at the clock. Fifteen more minutes until her husband came home.

At that moment, Brenda’s husband was out cold, bound and gagged in the trunk of their car. The Man who had do so was in the driver’s seat, on his way to Brenda.

The Man had seen Brenda at a local market and had been following her for almost two months. She had become an obsession to him. A sexy big girl with huge breasts, she had never been alone for more than thirty minutes. That thirty minutes was the time before her husband came home. Not enough time to properly make her his Rape Victim.

So he had taken the direct route. He had waylaid her husband as he headed to his car after work. A pop in the back of the head with a towel wrapped tire iron-he didn’t want to kill him-tied him with duct tape and dropped him into the trunk. Now he would have plenty of time with Brenda.

Brenda saw her husband’s car pull up. She quickly went to the front door and unlocked it. She left a note on the floor for him to meet her in the bedroom and went to wait for him.

She heard the door open and then slam. Ten minutes passed. No hubby. A small nervous shiver passed through her. She got up off the bed and stepped out of the bedroom.

A hand covered Brenda’s mouth and a knife was pressed to her throat.

“Behave, Fuck Toy and I won’t kill you. Understand?”

“Please don’t hurt me. Please.” Brenda stammered, her eyes on the knife pressing against her throat.

“Good.” The Man kissed Brenda’s neck. “I am going to enjoy making you My Rape Victim, Brenda.”

“How.do you know.” Brenda swallowed in fear and shock. He knew her. If he knew her then he knew.

“My husband will be home soon,” said Brenda with as much courage as she could muster.

The Man pressed his hand between Brenda’s legs and began to rub her clit through her pantyhose.

“Your husband is “tied” up right now, Brenda Fuck Toy.”

Brenda struggled.

” What happen to my husband?” she demanded.

“Nothing.yet. If you are a good Fuck Toy, you’ll get to see him again. Now spread those big legs, Fuck Toy.”

Brenda started to cry, but she obeyed.

“Please stop. Why are doing this to me? “

The Man kissed the back of Brenda’s neck, pressed down on her clit with his fingers, and began to rub faster.

“To make you my Rape Victim, Brenda Fuck Toy.”

Brenda cried out as the Man’s rubbing took control of her. She felt herself getting wet. Her body getting warm. The Man’s kisses on her neck were touching the right spots.

“Please stop.don’t rape me.don’t hurt me.AHHH!”

Brenda screamed as she came for the Man. The Man could feel her wetness on his fingers.

Shame filled Brenda. She had cum for this.rapist.

The Man kissed Brenda tenderly on the neck again, then grabbed her by the hair.

Brenda cried out as her roughly dragged her to the bedroom and threw her on the bed. The Man climbed on top of her and put the knife to her throat.

“Be good as I make you my Rape Victim. I will hurt you, then you can get to watch as I finish off your husband. Understand?”

“Yes.Yes. I’ll be good. Just don’t hurt me.”

The Man ran his hands ove Brenda’s huge breasts.

“What size are the titties, Fuck Toy?”

“44 F”

“Yes, so big and sexy.”

The Man slit open the front of Brenda’s nightie and began to suck and bite her nipples.

“Put your arms over your head, Brenda Fuck Toy.”

Sobbing Brenda obeyed. She cried out as The Man cruely bit both her nipples.

The Man kissed down Brenda’s belly to her thighs.

“Spread your legs wide, Fuck Toy.”

Like an obedient pet, Brenda obeyed. The Man used the tip of his knife to slice open the crotch of her pantyhose. He started to rub her clit again with his thumb.

“Please stop. Please don’t rape me.Please,” she begged.

The Man smiled, and plunged his stiff cock into Brenda. Brenda screamed.

The Man lay his body on top of Brenda, wrapped his arms around her upperbody, and slammed his cock in and out of Brenda.

“Wrap your big legs around me, Brenda Fuck Toy.”

Slowly the Man felt Brenda’s nylon covered legs on his sides. He then raped her with quicker strokes. He could hear Brenda’s sobbing as he made her his Rape Victim. Heard her struggle for air as his weight of his body cut off her breathing.

“Can’t.breathe.please stop.” rasped Brenda.

The Man didn’t hear her. He was lost in his new Fuck Toy. And when he came inside her, it was with a final stroke that used every ounce of strength he had. It illicted a strangled scream from his newest Rape Victim: Brenda Fuck Toy.

When the Man pushed himself off of his Rape Victim’s body, he found that Brenda had passed out. Which was fine for him because it made his next task easier.

Using duct tape, he bound Brenda’s wrists together. He then took a piece of cord and tied her bound wrists to the headboard of her bed.

Taking two more pieces of cord, tied one end to her ankles, then he tied off the other end to the headboard. Brenda’s ankles were now up and behind her head. She was spread and helpless before him.

The Man climbed between Brenda’s legs and began to rub her clit. Brenda slowly woke, then panicked.

“Please untie me. I’ll be good. PLEASE YOU ARE HURTING ME.”

The Man looked at Brenda and continued to rub her clit.

“You are my Rape Victim now, Brenda Fuck Toy. I am giving you a lesson in what that means.”

The Man continued to rub Brenda’s clit as the realization of what had happen flooded over her. She sobbed as he assaulted her clit again. Her legs and arms ached.

And her pussy was getting wet.

That made Brenda cry harder. That she could get excited for a Man who probably killed her husband and was still brutally raping her.

“Please.don’t make me.not again.I can’t.OH GOD IAM CUMMING.”

Brenda’s body shook as her orgasm took her. The pleasure mixed with the shame were an assault on her senses.

The Man smiled down on his Rape Victim. Forcing his Fuck Toys to cum was the second thing he loved about creating his Rape Victims.

Time for Number One on that list.

He smiled at Brenda and tenderly touched her face.

“Now time for your last lesson Rape Victim. One you will never forget.”

The Man tore another piece of duct tape and put it over Brenda’s mouth. Brenda’s eyes went wide with fear.

The Man slid his cock into Brenda’s wet pussy. Slow deliberate strokes.

“I know you like this, Rape Victim,” he said pumping in and out of her,” but I am going to show you what being a Rape Victim really means.”

The Man pulled out of Brenda, and placed the tip of his cock on Brenda’s anus. Brenda shook her head. Screamed into her gag. Struggled against her bonds. Anywhere but there. NO. NO. NO.

The Man slowly pushed into Brenda’s anus. He could her muffled screams as he took her last piece of dignity.

“This is what it means, Rape Victim: your ass is mine.”

He plunged into Brenda’s ass with a hard, brutal final stroke,and proceeded to sodomize her.

Brenda screamed for the first part of her ass rape, but ran out of energy. She final went limp and let the Man finish with her. She was just his Rape Victim now. His Fuck Toy. Nothing else.

The Man pounded Brenda’s ass and let out a scream of triumphant as his filled her ass with his cum. He pulled out and watched as his cum leaked out of his newest Rape Victim’s ass.

He left a catatonic Brenda still tied on the bed. He found her cell phone and drove their car about five miles away. He called the police to tell them they could now find Brenda Fuck Toy tied to her bed. His Seventh Rape Victim.

He tossed the phone into his Rape Victim’s car, walked a block to where he had parked his own vehicle, and went home to take a long hot shower.

Part 1: Captured

James was always a weird guy, kind of the loner gothic type, and everyone thought he was pretty much insane, but it was only the image he prjected. A lot of people feared him, others thought he was just some little freak to pour their derision upon. James stood at 5′ 5″ and was, well, a thin pale Goth boy. hardly dangerous of body, only of mind.

It so happened that one Wednesday night at the street faire, James was sitting back enjoying a clove and watching people as they passed him quickly by, and he found himself approached by several large men, intent on hassling and making fun of him. They shoved him against the wall and insulted him for a while, all he did was watch them until one of them pulled a knife out. James lashed out and dug his nails deeply into the guys wrist, drawing blood and making him drop the knife. The whole group of them backed off a bit and James ran as soon as he got the chance, getting himself home.

When he woke up to his usual alarm of loud industrial music, he found himself unable to move. His eyes snapped open and he saw that he’d been tied tightly down to the bed, arms and legs spread wide. The men from the night before all in his room, the one with a now bandaged wrist playing with a knife rose to his feet “so the freak finally woke up eh? feeling allright?”

James snarled at them and struggled against his bonds “let me the fuck go!”

“or what? you’ll say something to try and spook us out? fuck that. we’re going to teach ya a few things, and yer going to pay for cutting me you little shit” James just froze, not sure what to do, laying there tied up in just his boxers, not sure what these guys wanted from him

the one with the knife advanced further towards him and sat on the bed “my name is Christian, freak. and yer going to be our personal little slut boy.” 8he traced the knife down James’ chest all the way to his boxer. James went wide eyed “slut boy? who’s the freak here? what the hell?” Chris dragged the knife over James’ package through his boxers and James promptly shut up. all the other guys leaving the room.

“now James, you can be a good cock whore for us, and you might have some fun and come to like it. Or you can be a naughty slut boy, and it’ll all hurt a hole hell of a lot more. now. which are you going to be?”

James just stared at him, shocked completely until Christian grabbed him roughly by the balls “answer slut” James winced “yes! ok! I’ll.i’ll be good I swear!”

“that’s a good boy” Chris let go of his balls and stood up, slowly stripping off his clothes until he was total naked aside from the slightly bloody bandage still around his wrist. Chris was well hung, and all the hair had been shaven from his lower regions. making his little monster seem even more intimidating. James watched him, swallowing hard, wondering what he was going to make him do.

“you’ve always thought yourself so special, so intimidating, better than everyone else, haven’t you freak? well. yer going to learn that yer all yer worthy of is giving me and my boys some fun.” he rested the knife at James’ balls “now ya said you were going to be a good boy. yer going to suck my cock, if you bite it, I’ll take yer balls off, got it?”

James nodded some, wishing he had some way out of this, closing his eyes. Before long he felt the head of Chris’ cock at his lips, pushing at him for entry. he reluctantly opened his mouth and was rewarded with having the large cock forced deep into his mouth, making him gag “suck on it slut, and work your tongue.do a good job and I might go easy on you when I take yer cherry later” James began sucking on it, trying not to choke on the large member, a couple tears falling from his eyes.

“oh yeah, good slut, I’m going to cum deep inside you. and you are going to swallow every drop” he slowly fucked James’ face, pumping in and out as James did his best to suck him off. It didn’t take long for Chris to moan out and shoot his load into James’ mouth. James swallowed it all, a little bit pouring from the side of his mouth though. and oddly, he found what he just did strangely arousing.

Chris pulled his cock from James mouth and grabbed James own semi-erect cock through his boxers “you liked that didn’t you slut?” he grinned sickeningly. James looked away “n.no. of course not, that was revolting”

“well I think you did my little whore. hmmm. I just might use you even longer than i had planned.” the idea frightened James a lot. excited him a little. He realized he had no idea what he had gotten into but knew that at least as long as he was entertaining they wouldn’t kill him.

The other four men filed into the room, Chris had James suck every one of them off. Each of their cocks spilling it’s load down James throat, and by the last one he was actually really enjoying it, wanting to get the man off, his own cock rock hard and tenting his boxers. When they had all finished he began to wonder what was happening to him. Then suddenly he felt a cloth be put over his face, and he quickly passed out into a troubled sleep.

Cleopatra possessed the face of a goddess and the lush, alluring body of a vamp. Strong virile men fell at her feet. Her hair was radiant and lustrous, black as a raven, her eyes, a tantalizing, deep dark brown, her delectable, tawny colored skin, smooth as silk. Even at the tender age of eighteen her beauty was legendary. After all she had met and conquered the mighty Julius Caesar, melting and capturing his heart. Using both beauty and wile, she had easily mesmerized the great Roman warrior and leader and was quickly appointed Queen of Egypt. This newly formed alliance and rumors of romance did not bode well with many members of the Roman high council. Adding fuel to the fires of discontentment, Cleopatra had chosen to visit Rome and was now living in Caesar’s palace with both he and his wife Calpurnia.

Rumors of a coup de grace or even an assassination spread rapidly through the inner circles of Rome’s elite. Even now, Brutus and Calpurnia huddled together in her chambers plotting a strategy. Caesar’s wife was furious. “I dare she, the brazen hussy, coming right here to Rome and living under the same roof.” Brutus tried to settle her down.

“Just keep calm Calpurnia, we’ll take care of Cleopatra once Caesar is out of the way.” His words had little affect on the hot tempered woman.

“I don’t want to wait, who knows how much longer Caesar will be in power?”

“I want that bitch taken care of right now.” Brutus sighed, nodded his head in reluctant approval and left the room.

Later that evening on a quiet road leading up to a large villa located on the outskirts of Rome, a heavily curtained gondola was being carried on the shoulders of eight muscular black slaves, two on each of the four support arms extending from the gondola. They came to a sudden halt when approached by Calpurnia and a huge male Nubian wearing nothing but a white loin cloth. In unison, they lowered the carriage to the ground. Calpurnia drew the thick curtain, sliding it along a rod running across the top of the enclosure. Caesar’s wife smiled.

Laying on the floor was the trussed and gagged form of Cleopatra. She was on her side, arms behind her back, tied at the wrists and elbows with thin leather strips, her ankles were crossed and also tied with leather. A black scarf securing the wadding in her mouth was clenched tightly between her teeth and the overhang of her pouting, pink painted lips. Cleopatra’s dark brown eyes blazed a mixture of hate and indignation. Calpurnia paid her no heed but rather took notice of Cleopatra’s left breast that was naked and exposed, apparently from the scuffle of her abduction. Her tethered ankles, sandled feet and pink painted toenails were visible below the hem of her full length white tunic. Then as if speaking to a lady of the evening, she looked down her nose at the bound and gagged Queen of Egypt. “Whore.” She then abruptly closed the curtain.

Cleopatra could hear Calpurnia speaking to the black man, right outside the carriage. “Remove all of her jewelry and place it in my strong box and then I want you to give her a good fucking, I want you to fuck her until she can’t stand up, do you understand me?” He didn’t hesitate.

“Yes mistress, I sure do understand,” The gondola suddenly began to shake violently, mumbling and thumping noises coming from within. Calpurnia and the black slave laughed. “Must have been something I said.” Calpurnia chided.

By entering through a secret trapdoor in the villa, one could descend down a flight of granite stairs into the cold, dark dungeon type chamber below. Cleopatra’s rumpled tunic and under garments were strewn on the floor next to the large four-poster bed in which Cleopatra lay naked and shamed. She was spreadeagled, face up, ankles and wrists tied outlandishly to the four posts, her gag had been removed.

Mounted in holders attached to the bedposts were four flaming torches. The black man stood for a long moment, watching from across the room, the jumping and darting flames illuminating, and then casting dark shadows across Cleopatra’s naked and helpless body, the smooth plains of her belly contracted nervously, causing her flawless titties to dance enticingly atop her heaving chest. His almost hypnotic trance was interupted by Calpurnia’s voice. “Am I in time for the festivities?”

He looked up, a little startled. “Yes mistress, she’s about to be fucked good and proper just like you said.” With that the Nubian tore away his loin cloth, his gigantic, lust stiffened, purple veined penis straining in full erection. Culpurnia gloated over the frantic, wide eyed young girl, while the black man released her ankles. “You will die for this, both of you will die by the sword of Julius Caesar.”

The muscular slave spread her ankles wide and then raised them up and back towards her head until her buttocks lifted off the bed. He held her in this obscene pose allowing Calpurnia to hold a torch directly above her pouting mound. The triangle between her thighs was covered with a thick growth of crisp. curly dark pubic hair. Her slit was barely visible through the heavy foliage, it appeared to have no lips, much like that of a young girl. The big black pressed his bulbous knob against the narrow opening and pushed and the head of his cock was in Cleopatra’s, up to now sacred temple. “I will have you castrated, and your prick fed to”. Her words were cut short by a brutal, downward thrust of the slaves iron-hard penis. “AAAAAAHHHHRRR”

The big black had Cleopatra impaled to the mattress, her tight sheath forced to accomodate the full length of his manhood. He proceded to rape the young queen but his movements were precise and with purpose, he manuevered Cleopatra first this way and then another, regulating the speed of his pumping motion as he did, but more importantly never relinquishing the constant friction against her clitoris. The Nubian slave was an expert cocksman, Calpurnia had selected him for that very reason.

Very quickly Cleopatra became aware of the humiliation that was to follow. she felt a shamed longing in her cunt, her protests now soft involuntary mewings, her jerking pelvis responding dutifully to the slaves magical flute. Much to Calpurnia’s delight, she could see Cleopatra mounting towards a climax, her breathing, desperate and raspy. She could see that the black cocksman had her now, the young nymph was lost in a tide of rising lust. Cleopatra screamed. “EEEEAAAAHHH.” Crying out again and again as her convulsing vagina gushed and squirted her womanly juices. Only a few moments later the big black exploded, spurting his pent-up semen into Cleopatra’s wet pussy. Only when he had fully spent did he withdraw his penis from her inner slit. Stripped of her dignity, the raven haired beauty wept bitterly, ashamed to face her captors. Calpurnia stood triumphantly over the fallen queen.

“Cleopatra, goddess of love, turned into a wanton whore by a mere slave.”

“Do you think that Caesar will want you now?”

“Do you think he wants someone who moaned like a whore when she was being fucked by a slave?” Not to Calpurnia’s surprise but certainly to Cleopatra’s chagrin, the Nubian’s sperm incrusted prick was again fully erect, curving in an arc, upwards towards the ceiling. Calpurnia enjoyed the disbelieving expression on Cleopatra’s face when she realized that she was going to be raped once again. “Fuck her all night if it pleases you, I’m gong to spend the night in Caesar’s bed, though do find some time to use the cutting rod on her backside, I want her obedient and respectful the next time I see her.

“Yes mistress, you can count on it” When Calpurnia left, the black slave had Cleopatra on her hands and knees, his ridged rod poised to enter her from behind. The young debased queen begged for mercy. “Please.not again.no more.have mercy.”

The debased queen resisted but she was no match for the talented cocksman. He toyed with her, turning her voluptuous array of female flesh into a craving, lewd spectacle. She begged for culmination time and time again, promising anything. By the time he had finished with her, she had danced to his tune, done his bidding and jumped through hoops for him. She lay humbly at his feet, exhausted, her juices totally depleted, but the evening was not over for the young raven-haired beauty.

When Calpurnia returned the next day. she found a naked Cleopatra hanging from the ceiling by her wrists, her perspiration-sheened body illuminated by torches positioned along the wall. The big black removed one of the torches from it’s sheath and held it up to Cleopatra’s backside. She was covered with thin, bright red welts that had been systematically administered from the top of her back, down over her entire buttocks and along the backs of her thighs. Driblets of coagulated blood stained her silky, tawny hued skin.

Calpurnia nodded her approval. “Very nice, her skin is tender and marks well.” Cleopatra’s chains were lowered until she was on her knees, her body limp, her head slumped forward, long tendrils of hair hanging in damp disarray covered her tear streaked face. Calpurnia parted the hair hiding Cleopatra’s face and used it to lift her head up, her tear stained eyes were filled with pain and agony. “Look at me Cleopatra, it is mistress Calpurnia, do you understand?” She nodded weakly but did not speak. Calpurnia picked up a long. thin rod and without warning, lashed it savagely across Cleopatra’s left breast, just above the nipple. A frenzied shriek tore from her throat.

“AAAAAHHHHRRRR.”

Calpurnia got right in her face, holding her head up by the chin. “Now, do you understand me?”

The young queen’s lips trembled uncontrollably. “Yes mistress Calpurnia, I understand, you are my mistress.” Calpurnia smiled evilly and with another fierce and sudden stroke, laid a fiery kiss across Cleopatra’s right breast, again right above the nipple. The young beauty screamed in pure agony, her free swinging titties jumping and swinging violently as she writhed in her restraints. As intended, Calpurnia had marred each one of Cleopatra’s fabled breasts with a deep laceration, blood flowing freely from the open wounds. Calpurnia considered it as sort of a brand, proof of ownership.

Calpurnia turned to the black slave. “Prepare her for travel as we discussed, the queen is returning to Rome. She then turned back to the kneeling young captive. “By the way Cleopatra, I forgot to mention that Julius Caesar is dead.” Cleopatra screamed hysterically. “NOOOOOO.”

Throngs of cheering Romans lined the streets leading to the palace. The procession was led by none other than Calpurnia herself, proudly driving a chariot pulled by two magnificent white steeds. Right behind her was the black slave, who was on foot, leading a feisty black stallion by the reins. a still naked Cleopatra was unceremoniously tied, face up to the underbelly of the snorting, fractious stallion.

She was held in place by ropes attached to her wrists and over the horse’s withers and to her ankles and over the horse’s haunches. Another rope was placed beneath her neck and over the horse’s withers, forcing her face flush against the great stallion’s genitalia. Several rows of foot soldiers marched directly behind Cleopatra. The crowd roared with laughter and screamed obscenities right up until they entered the castle grounds. Calpurnia barked orders to the several slaves and servants greeting the procession. “Bathe and cleanse the whore and douche her well, then bring her to my bed chamber.” Marc Antony, dressed in full leather armor, entered Calpurnia’s bed-chamber. A surprised Cleopatra blushed, her dusky colored face turning a deep scarlett. She was tied spread-eagled to Calpurnia’s large canopy bed, her legs splayed wide, vulgarly displaying the heavy thatch of dark foliage at the apex of her thighs.

Cleopatra tried desperately to regain her composure, at least the best she could under these circumstances. “Thank god your here Marc Antony, please help me, Calpurnia has gone mad.” He said nothing but regarded the once haughty queen, now naked and helpless. His silence was unnerving, why wasn’t he outraged at her treatment? Why wasn’t he releasing her from her bondage? Cleopatra was desperate now. “By combining our forces, we can conquer the world, think of it Marc Antony, the world can be ours.”

He smiled. “My army can already conquer the world, it can also conquer Egypt, why do I need you?” Proudly, despite her predicament she responded. “Because with Egypt, you also get me.”

“Look at me Marc Antony, I’m the most beautiful women in all the world, men fall at my feet to worship me.”

“Did that big black slave fall at your feet, Cleopatra?” His words cut like a knife.

“Please Marc Antony, I can fulfill all your fantasies, just lay your hand on my stomach, feel my skin, it’s as smooth as silk.” Instead, he not so gently touched the open wound on her left breast. Cleopatra winced in pain. “AAHHH.”

“Tell me about the cuts on your titties.”

“Please Marc Antony, don’t make.”.”AAAAHHHEEE.” He poked the wound on her right breast, even less gently, then repeated the question. “Now tell me about the lacerations on your tits.”

Fighting back sobs, Cleopatra attempted to speak. “Calpurnia has lost her mind.” Just then she saw Calpunia standing in the doorway holding the very same instrument that had inflicted the damage to her breasts. “Mistress Calpurnia whipped my breasts with a rod.”

Marc Antony looked at Calpurnia and grinned. “How can she whip the Queen of Egypt?”

Cleopatra’s eyes flashed of fear as she looked at the menacing looking woman standing in the doorway and then the fear turned to resignation. “Calpurnia can whip my breasts for she is my mistress.” A grinning Marc Antony looked at Calpurnia and then bent down and kissed Cleopatra on the lips and then he left. Cleopatra yelled to him until her voice became hoarse. “Please Marc Antony, I love you.please come back to me.I am Cleopatra, Queen of Egypt.I am Cleopatra.” Calpurnia stood over the crest-fallen beauty. “Calm yourself Cleopatra, you have a visitor.”

Brutus, who led the revolt and the ultimate murder of Julius Caesar entered the chamber. He was grotesque and squat, his thickness somewhat hidden by his loose fitting tunic. His mouth supported a sardonic smile. “Nice to see you Cleo, I must say that you are looking mighty good today, great complexion, must be the Rome weather. Cleopatra turned her face away from the repulsive looking man. “That’s no way to act, Cleo, if you don’t want to talk, then we’ll get right down to the business.” Brutus clapped his hands twice and immediately two scantily clad slave girls entered, each carrying a bucket. The first girl dipped a piece of felt into a white sticky substance, holding it there until it was thoroughly saturated. Next, she carefully wrapped it in a two-ply piece of white cloth. She held the packing in her hand and whispered in Cleopatra’s ear.

“I am going to place this in your mouth, the felt is soaked in fresh stallion semen, if you don’t close your mouth or squeeze on it, very little of the semen will escape.” “No, you can’t do that to me, I won’t allow it.” But they could do it to her, they had done it several times before, but of course not to someone as regal and beautiful as Cleopatra. The second girl squeezed Cleopatra’s nose between her thumb and index finger and pulled upwards, while at the same time using the other hand to pull her chin downwards. Cleopatra was helpless to resist. The first girl gently lowered the packing into the humid cave of her mouth. She then placed a wide red scarf across Cleopatra’s gaping mouth and secured it at the nape of her neck. The red scarf did not touch or press against the wadding, but ensured that it could not be dislodged.

Brutus reveled in his control over the young Egyptian beauty. “Is the scent familiar, Cleo?”

“You were strapped to his belly only last night” He unfastened the cord around his waist and slipped out of his tunic. He stood there naked, rolls of flabby flesh encircling what was supposed to be his waistline, his penis was small but bone hard, the head snarly and crooked. Brutus untied Cleopatra’s right leg, his prick stiffening even more as he touched her slim, delicate ankle. He lifted her leg up and back towards her right wrist until she resembled a wishbone, he tied a strip of leather around her ankle and ran it to the bedpost, leaving her right leg suspended and pointing straight to the ceiling.

Cleopatra’s fabled charms were no longer a secret to the pudgy statesman. he savored the smorgasbord of delectable, feminine flesh entirely at his disposal. Brutus ran his hand through her thick, dark bush and then teasingly down the entire length of the shadowed recess between her two globes. An involuntary spasm rippled through Cleopatra’s body. “Oh, thats a good sign, did you enjoy my touch, Cleo?”

Brutus then touched the tip of his index finger against the brown crinkly skin of her virgin anus, he teased and played with the small rosette but did not attempt to penetrate the elastic band. Cleopatra lay still, contemplating the worst, her gaping mouth tasting the first seepage of the stallions seed. Brutus dipped his hand into the second bucket that had been brought in by the slavegirls and brought out a handful of lard. Cleopatra emitted gurgled, indignant protests as he spread the lard liberally up and down the dark chasm between her ass-cheeks until it was fully coated with the greasy substance. When Brutus inserted his well oiled finger into her tight enclosure, Cleopatra groaned, her hoarse, guttural protests now more alarming.

Humiliated, the young queen involuntarily grunted in unison with his delving finger as it fucked her ass-hole, lubricating the insides of her narrow, rear passageway. With preparations now out of the way, Brutus used one hand to raise her buttocks, for a better angle and the other hand to guide his rigid spear towards it’s tender target. His greedy pecker met the small brown ring head-on, hesitating for one spilt second and then with one brutal thrust pierced the slippery, puckered skin of Cleopatra’s anus, shooting scorching pain through the sensitive, defenseless tissues of her rectal channel. Cleopatra screamed in sheer terror.

“AAAAAHHHHRRRR.” She bit down hard on her rancid gag, sending horse semen streaming into her mouth and down her wailing throat, her tawny-skinned belly retching violently as the putrid fluid entered her resisting stomach.

Brutus warned her. “Be still or you will choke on your very own vomit.” Brutus continued to plunder the inflamed orifice, searing and scraping raw the inner walls of her intestinal tract with each thrust and withdrawal, his driving cock now coated with a mixture of lard and blood. Cleopatra’s shrill screams and protests were now reduced to pathetic animal-like mewings, her throat congested with bile and horse semen.

With each downward thrust, her tortured wafer widened to accommodate the intrusion and puffed painfully outward as it clung tenaciously to each withdrawal. Brutus pummeled her relentlessly, his pent-up testicles bouncing off her lard smeared ass with each forward motion. Suddenly the rotund statesman’s body stiffened and he shouted. “Yes.yes you little whore.” His strokes were now, long, slow and deliberate, each one delivering a blow to the young queens pride and each one filling her bowels with his unwanted spunk. Calpurnia ordered that Cleopatra be taken to the baths for washing and cleansing. The young lesbian slave girls looked forward to this pleasurable task. They were already exercising liberties with the fallen queen, greedy hands fondling her breasts and massaging the tight, protruding spheres of buttocks as they led her away.

Calpurnia could hear child-like giggling all the way down the hall. Shortly thereafter, a cute little slave girl, about sixteen years old and wearing a short, white toga, trimmed with gold entered Calpurnia’s chamber, a broad smile still adorned her pixie face. The little cherub had Cleopatra tied, collared, leashed and naked, save for the sandals she wore. It was a fuming and reluctant Cleopatra that she tugged into the room, but with her arms bound behind her at the wrists and elbows she could offer little resistance.

Calpurnia was amused with this unusual situation, a teenage nymph towing a naked Queen of Egypt on the end of a leash. “I heard the laughter, child, what was so whimsical?” The young girl blushed and lowered her head. “Come child, share your story.”

“Well, mistress, it was really nothing. we were just kind of playing around.”

“My little brother, he’s just thirteen and well, he thinks Cleopatra is really pretty, so I squeezed her nipple really hard, until she got down on her knees and kissed his, you know.his cock.and when she did, he pushed it all the way in her mouth.” “You should have seen the look on her face.” Calpurnia chuckled. “I know the look very well, child, now return to your quarters.”

Calpurnia, dressed in a fine silk gown was seated in her favorite chair. A bound Cleopatra knelt before her, head bowed in submission, her laboring bosom thrust into prominence by the strain on her arms. The raven-haired beauty remained motionless while Calpurnia nonchalantly examined her exquisitely shaped breasts. Only when she gouged the open wound on her right tittie, did she respond.

“Please mistress.don’t hurt me.”

Calpurnia stood up and walked behind the still kneeling captive. “Those are my marks on your titties, Cleopatra, are you proud of them.”

“Yes mistress, very proud of them.”

“Not your tits you fucking whore, the marks, are you proud of the marks?”

“Yes mistress, that’s what I meant, I’m proud of the marks because they prove that I belong to you.”

“Very well, turn around and face your mistress.” Like an obedient slave, Cleopatra turned, remaining on her knees. She was surprised to find a naked Calpurnia laying on the bed, her back resting against several large, luxurious pillows, one leg bent at the knee and the other fully extended. She held the same destructive rod that had been used to tear and mutilate Cleopatra’s tender flesh. “Come slave, come to the foot of my bed, but remain on your knees.”

Cleopatra struggled, walking on her knees, her free hanging twin orbs oscillating out of control with each awkward step. Panting from exertion, the young girl knelt on the floor at the foot of the giant bed, facing her mistress. Calpurnia spread her own legs in a wide vee, revealing the bulging mound of her love nook, the long slit covered with wisps of light brown hair. “Now, come to me, slave, slither on your stomach like a serpent.”

Cleopatra hesitated momentarily, fighting the repulsion, then accepting the inevitable. She raised up only enough to slid belly down onto the bed and than began her snake-like twisting and turning movements until her face was a few scant inches from Calpurnia’s wanting pussy. Calpurnia could see that Cleopatra’s duties could not be properly performed tethered as she was. She released the leather straps from her elbows.

Cleopatra sighed with relief. “Thank you mistress.” Calpurnia played with her new toy. “The great Cleopatra makes a better slave than she did a queen.”

“Put your nose in.”

“What.” WHIKK.The rod seared Cleopatra’s left rump like a hot branding iron.

“AAAAAAEEEEE.”

“Don’t ever question me again and I didn’t hear mistress.” Cleopatra was shaken and in great pain. “No mistress.I mean yes mistress.” Calpurnia delighted in the young girls plight. “Now, for the last time, stick your nose in my honey pot.” “Yes mistress.” Cleopatra wriggled up closer until tufts of feathery pubic hair tickled her nose.

She maneuvered and pushed until her nose burrowed it’s way through the thick, rubbery lips of Calpurnia’s exposed vulva. Calpurnia pressed on the back Cleopatra’s head until her nose was firmly wedged in the fringes of her love pocket. “There you go, hold it right there.”

“Now, take one deep breath, through your nose.” The strong musky odor burned the membrane as it whistled through her nostrils. “Good girl, now another.” “And another.” “And another.” “Thats enough for now, but you had best remember my scent, in the future you may be required to identify me out of a very large group, while blindfolded.” “Failure to do so will result in severe punishment.” “Have you ever made love to a woman?

“No mistress, I havn’t” “Well, you are the proclaimed goddess of love, I am sure that you will do just fine, at least I hope so for your sake, anyway.” Cleopatra cowed as Culpurnia slashed the wiry rod into the bed covers, right beside her prostrated form. Cleopatra wasted no time going for Calpurnia’s pea-size organ, she could already taste the early secretions of her rapidly lubricating cunt as she flicked the pulsing clit with the tip of her darting tongue. “AH, AH. no you don’t, use your lips, kiss it, pretend it’s Marc Antony.” Cleopatra pressed her succulent mouth tenderly against Calpurnia’s gaping pink slit and humbly paid homage to her mistress.

She nibbled, flicked, licked and sucked the older woman into a wild frenzy. Calpurnia’s head was thrown back in pure ecstacy, her fingers clawing into the bed covers like vicious talons. She prayed to the gods that the euphoria would last forever but the impending explosion was not negotiable. She stiffened and moaned, her gaping mouth gasping desperately for air as her floodgates surrendered to Cleopatra’s irrepressible tongue lashing. Calpurnia’s wildly constricting pussy spewed wave after wave of her hot boiling juices until at last her reservoir was fully spent.

A purring Calpurnia took several minutes to catch her breath, allowing an exhausted Cleopatra to lay submissively between her wide spread thighs, her face hidden shamefully in the bed covers. After awhile, Calpurnia pulled twice on a long braided cord, extending down from the ceiling. Almost instantly, four young girls wearing slave tunics entered the room. Only a few days ago it would have been absurd to even imagine that mere slave girls would dare touch Cleopatra, the reigning Queen of Egypt, but touch her they did. They manhandled her, dragging her from the bed, her entire lower face glutted and smeared with the pearly essence of Calpurnia’s pungent smelling secretions. Her leather bindings were quickly replaced with two lengths of chains. A six inch chain connected her wrists behind her back and an eighteen inch chain connected her ankles, hobbling her movement but allowing her to walk.

They forced a large ball of cloth material into her mouth and secured it in place with a scarf which they tied firmly at the scruff of her neck. Cleopatra twisted and pulled at her chains when they placed a black cloth sack over her head, her rantings muted by her gag, “NNNNNGGGGNG.” “NNNNNNGGGNG.” Cleopata stood frozen, in muted darkness, at the mercy of her captors,but none was forthcoming. The four of them horsed her into a heavy, metal chastity belt. It consisted of three parts, all connected.

A thin metal belt encircled her waist, connected to that was a shield that covered her entire pubic triangle, then an even thinner band was attached to the bottom of the shield and ran between her thighs and then was drawn deep and tight into her anal cleft and then padlocked to the back of the belt. Just then the black slave who had helped Calpurnia with the abduction came in carrying a leather collar and a leash to match. Calpurnia smiled. “I see that you came prepared.” “Have to keep your pets under control.” Calpurnia laughed out loud, speaking sarcastically. “Oh, I think she’s under control alright.”

Calpurnia handed the chastity belt key to her trusted slave. “Here, you are in complete charge of the whore, who gets to fuck her is entirely up to you, you can keep her for yourself or pass her around to friends, but you must keep her in the slave quarters.”

“Yes mistress, I understand, I have a cage waiting for her, when she is not being used for sex, she will be in her cage.”

“Good, now when you leave here, use the tunnel, no one will see you that way.” The muscular slave attached the collar around Cleopatra’s neck. Blind, mute and hobbled the young captive was reluctant to move, but a sharp jerk on her leash and she stumbled forward, almost falling when she ran out of ankle chain. The once graceful and elegant queen, now was awkward and unsteady, offering her back-side in it