(FF, MF, voy, exhib, oral, mast, lt bond, toys, interr)
by Art Martin
Toni and Shelly put on a show for Julia and the postman.
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Jake studied the double ottoman that had been damaged during shipment.� The black leather covering was damaged, nothing too bad, just a small rip.� It was serviceable, but it certainly couldn�t be sold.� Jake made a notation that it was severely damaged and then instructed his helper, Horsefly, to put it in the back of his pickup.
At lunch, he found the girls at Shelly�s putting away the groceries.� �Hey, cunt!� he coarsely called goosing Shelly�s butt.� �Got something for ya!�
�Not now, Jake,� pleaded Shelly, �I�m still too sore.�
�Not my dick, Sweatheart!� Even though that�s most likely just what ya need!� he added with a grin.� �Out in my truck, I�ve got a piece of furniture for ya.� Be back in a minute.�
Jake retrieved the double ottoman from his truck.� Shelly held the door open for him while he effortlessly hauled it inside.
�There!� It�s a little scuffed up, but other than that��
�I can�t afford that.�
�Don�t worry about it.� It was going to be thrown away.�
Shelly studied the low elongated bench.� �What�s it for?�
�What�s it for?� Here lie down on it� That�s it, on your back, feet on the floor� oh, yeah� Now spread yer legs� Whatcha think?�
�It�s kinda short.�
Jake broke out laughing.� �Hey, it ain�t to sleep on.� It�s to fuck on!� Wanna try it out?�
Shelly snapped her legs closed.� �Oh!� she replied blushing, embarrassed because of her naivety, not because of what Jake had suggested.�
�C�mon,� interrupted Toni.� �Let�s get you fed, big boy.�
�I want some of this,� Jake replied while playfully running his hand up Shelly�s skirt.
�Later,� retorted his petite wife.
*****
While the girls split a sandwich between them, Jake wolfed down two club sandwiches.
�Ya better get over being sore, cunt,� growled Jake still chewing his last morsel.� �I didn�t give ya that ottoman just to improve yer d�cor, I gave it to ya to use.� Sore or not, tonight yer gonna try it out.�
Having had a little time to reflect on the gift, Shelly replied saucily, �Well, it wouldn�t be polite not to say, �thank you�.�
�Thank me when my cock�s up ya twat!�� Jake glanced up at the clock.� �Damn!� I gotta go.�
�No time for a quickie?� asked Toni with a whine.
�Not now, Baby.� Got a lot of deliveries this afternoon and I wanna finish up early.�� Then turning to Shelly he bid his farewell.� �See ya later, cunt!��
Once Jake was out the door, Shelly turned to Toni.� �What�s come over me?� I�ve been sitting here, thinking about that ottoman thing and why Jake gave it to me.� Damn, I wish he�d stayed.�
�Don�t worry, darling.� He�ll scratch that itch for you tonight.�
�That�s just it, I want it scratched now!�
�I thought that you were sore.�
�I am!� But I need� I mean I want��� Shelly�s voice trailed off as she was lost in thought, wicked thoughts, thoughts of cocks, thoughts of pleasure.�
Toni too thought for a minute.� Standing before Shelly, she reached out and caressed the younger woman�s breast. �Help me clean up, Doll, and maybe I can take of it for you.�
*****
Shelly was waiting impatiently for the neighbor woman to arrive.� What Toni had suggested to her had set her mind in a whirl.� She�d never heard of anything like it before!��� She couldn�t fathom how this was going to work.�
Toni walked in carrying a canvas satchel.
�How do I look?� asked Shelly nervously.
Toni looked her over, unconsciously wetting her lips.� �You look fabulous!� Turn around.�
Shelly modeled the outfit that Toni had given her.� Black stiletto heels, black fish net stockings and a black garter belt.
�Mmmmm, you need to wear that for Jake sometimes.� It�ll send him in orbit.�
�Think so?�
�I know so,� replied Toni with a laugh.�
Toni looked into her bag and brought out a strip of black cloth. �Stand still,� instructed Toni as she approached the stacked blonde from behind to secure the blindfold.� �There!� Can you see anything?�
�No.�
�You sure?� It won�t work if you�re cheating.�
�I�m not cheating!� protested Shelly.� �I can�t see a thing.�
�Okay, just stand there.� Stand there and don�t say a word.� Understand?� Not a word.�
Shelly stood for what seemed a long time.� Becoming accustomed the darkness Shelly listened hard, hearing a multitude of sounds that she never before paid much attention to.� She didn�t hear Toni for several minutes and began to think that perhaps her friend was playing a joke on her.� No sooner had that thought formulated when she felt something very, very lightly brush across a tit.� The sensation stopped.� Shelly strained to hear what happening nearby, but she couldn�t discern anything.� A long moment passed and she felt the delicate sensation again, but this time it went across her other tit.� Shelly felt her nipples swelling in response to the tactile stimulation and she sighed with pleasure.� Next she felt the delicate sensation run down between her breasts to her navel.
Toni played with Shelly for several minutes, running the feather lightly across her neighbor�s bare skin, across her tummy, across her shoulders, across her cheeks and of course, across her sensitive jugs.� As she played with her, Toni studied her reactions, the subtle changes in Shelly breathing, the way her nipples became so stiff that they crinkled up, the way her fur-lined pussy lips gathered moisture.� Having so easily aroused Shelly, Toni put away the feather.�
Shelly strained to hear what was happening, but heard nothing.� She was about to speak when she felt Toni�s fingers lightly traverse across her torso.� Involuntarily, Shelly softly groaned.� Toni�s fingers were doing crazy patterns across her body, going everywhere but across Shelly nipples.� She wanted to shout, �Squeeze�em!� but she obediently remained silent as the fingers roamed oh, so close, but never touching her where she now desperately needed to be touched.
Toni stopped her finger dance and took Shelly by the hand and guided her to the new double ottoman.� With her hands on Shelly�s shoulders, Toni directed her to sit and then lie back onto the leather surface.�
Toni retrieved two long silk scarves.� Wrapping the ends around the stubby legs of the ottoman, she then tied Shelly�s wrists securely.� Pulling on the two ends, Toni drew back Shelly�s hands to the stubby legs.� The effect was to arch the shoulders causing her chest to protrude even more.� Once her hands were pulled to the ottoman legs, Toni tied the two scarves together.� With mild alarm, Shelly discovered that she was quite unable to move her arms.��
Almost helpless, staring up into the darkness, her tits thrust upwards, Shelly once again felt the delicate tracing of Toni�s finger circling around the mounds of her breasts.� Once again Toni teased her nipples, coming maddingly close, but never actually touching them.
Toni stopped her erotic play and picked up two ordinary clothespins.� As the two clothes pins painfully closed simultaneously on Shelly�s nipples, Shelly let out a shriek.
*****
Julia Jenkins was watching Opra when she heard the blood-curdling cry.� �My goodness!� What was that?�
She muted the sound of her TV and listened.� There it was again.� Not so loud, but she did hear it.� Ever curious, she stepped outside and listened.� A pitiful whimpering was coming from the whore�s house.� Curious, Julia crept down the alleyway and peaked in to the whore�s living room.� �Oh, my God!� she whispered.
*****
The shock of the initial pain had passed, but Shelly�s tits felt like they were on fire.� Toni removed the blindfold.� As Shelly�s eyes adjusted to the bright daylight flooding her living room, she saw first the angry clothespins biting into her flesh and then she saw Toni.� Toni was now dressed as she was, in black high heels, fish net stocking and a garter belt.� Nothing more except for her nipple rings and a simple black mask that obscured her facial features.
Through a fog of pain, she slowly realized that Toni was strapping on a rubber cock, a big rubber cock, bigger than any real cock she�d ever seen.�
*****
Julia stood transfixed by the obscenity she was witnessing, a woman, the beast�s harlot, wearing a faux penis.� As Toni shoved the fake cock into Shelly�s pussy, Julia nearly fainted.
*****
�Ohhhhhhhhhh!� cried Shelly, her field of vision narrowing to a gray tunnel as the thick faux cock abruptly invaded her poor pussy.� Toni wasn�t anymore gentle with her than Jake would be in ramming into her, except that once she had impaled Shelly, Toni paused to allow Shelly�s cunt a chance to adjust.� While waiting, Toni put a vibrator to Shelly�s clit and toyed with the clothespins.� The hot-assed teen's vision slowly returned and once Toni began fucking her with the dildo, she cried out again, a long pitiful cry.� Then something curious happened, the pain meddled into intense pleasure as a powerful orgasm swept over her.
*****
Julia was beside herself.� Never in her wildest, dirtiest fantasies did she ever imagine anyone doing what the harlot was doing to the whore.� She was revolted, yet she was also transfixed and the longer she watched, the more she felt the excitement building in her own groin.� Several moments passed before Julia�s mounting rapture was rudely disturbed by a voice, a male voice somewhere off in the distance.
�Mrs. Jenkins?� Ma�am?�
Julia turned toward the sound.� To her horror she saw the postman in the drive.� He had been watching her as she was peeping into the whore�s window.�
�Ma�am, I have package you must sign for,� said the mailman, trying very hard to keep a straight face.� Julia, her mouth agape, didn�t respond.� �Uh, Mrs. Jenkins, you need to sign for the package.�
It was only after he�d spoken again did Julia realize that her hand was up her skirt.�� Putting her soaked fingers to her mouth, she attempted to stifle a warbling cry.� Deeply embarrassed, Julia fled down the alleyway, mortified at what had just happened.
The postman couldn�t help but roar in hearty laughter at the town prude�s predicament.� It would be story that everyone would want to hear.� In a matter of days, dozens of townsfolk would have heard the tale.� No matter if was true or not, the tale would spread from reliable source to the next, the story transmuting in the retelling, until there was very little in truth remaining.� Nevertheless, the core points, Julia the Peeping Jane and Julia frigging herself would somehow survive.� For months afterward, Julia would hear the sniggering and when she did, she turned a bright shade of red, confirming to all the essential truth of the story.
*****
In her peripheral vision, Toni caught a glimpse of Julia in the window as the snoopy woman ran away.� She paid no mind to the invasion and continued to fuck Shelly with her strap-on.� Moments later she caught sight of another motion at the window.� There, looking in at the window was a man.� Toni stopped thrusting into Shelly and tried to make out just whom it might be.� The man waved and Toni recognized him as the mailman, Sam Porter, an old friend of hers and Jake.� Toni turned, cupping her tits for him and then pulled the soaking wet dildo out of Shelly.� Sam�s hands went to his head and he took on an exaggerated expression of mock surprise.
Toni removed the clothespins from Shelly�s tormented teats and untied her.� Once freed, her hands immediately went to sooth her abused nipples.� She was drenched with sweat and as Toni helped her sit up, she saw the man at the window.
�Oh, God!� she whimpered.� �How long has he been watching?�
�Not as long as Julia,� laughed Toni.� �Don�t worry, he�s a friend of mine.� Now spread your legs for him, Honey.�
Toni motioned for Sam to come inside.
�Hi, Toni!� greeted Sam with a lecherous smile.� �Who�s your friend?�
�This is Shelly, my new neighbor.� Shelly, meet Sam, an old friend from high school.�
�Shelly smiled up at him meekly and lamely covered her now tumescent nipples.
�Damn, you two ladies sure are sexy� nasty too.� That�s was some dildo you were wearing!� Love the fish nets!� Toni, you know I love your sweet titties, but your friend, Shelly isn�t it?� Now those are some tits to die for!� Pretty too.� Man, what I�d give to�� Hell, Toni, now I�ve got a hard-on something awful.� Shit!� I need someone to take care of me.�� How about it, Toni?� Please? How about if one of you sluts help me out?�
�Sam, you know I can�t let you fuck me without Jake�s permission, and she can�t do it without her husband�s permission.� Perhaps if either one of them were here we could have a little fun and you could dip your wick.� But they�re not!�
�Aw, Toni� don�t give me that crap about Jake.� The way he passes you around, you�re practically in the public domain! He could care less about who you lie down with.�
�Mind your tongue, Samuel, I�m a married woman!� You know that.� I have to honor, cherish and obey my dear, darling husband.�
�Gimme a break!�
�Hey, I have an idea that might help you.� If you want, you can jack off� Yeah, pull that pretty pecker of yours out and jack off.� I know! You can jack off on her tits!� Yeah, don�t you want to cream up those big beauties?� Do that and I�ll lick�em clean.�
�My dick?�
�No silly.� Her tits.�
�Why doncha just give me a blowjob?� pleaded Sam.� �For old times sake.�
�I can�t.� She can�t.� But nobody�s gonna say you can�t give us a little show.� We gave you a show.� C�mon, be a sport� beat your meat for us.�
Sam looked at the two scantily dressed bare-breasted women and rubbed his aching erection.� �I�m as hard as rock looking at you two naked��
�We�re dressed,� interrupted Toni with a coy smile.
�Yeah, right!� Fish nets and high heels!� Do those garter belts count too?�
�Of course.�
�Well, I like your sense of fashion, but it doesn�t leave much to the imagination.�
�You want us to put on a bathrobe?�
�No, no, no� you�re dressed just fine, real fine!�� It�s just that you�re driving me crazy!�
�Well, I told you what you could do to help yourself.�
�Yeah� I, I, I�ve never jerked off in front of anyone before��
�Suit yourself,� replied Toni with hint of contempt.
�Thinking about it, I guess jerking off while looking at bare tits and juicy snatch isn�t such a bad option� Well, here goes.�
Sam unzipped and unbuckled his belts and dropped his pants.� Pulling down his boxers, his rigidly stiff pecker sprang forward.� Shelly wasn�t sure before if Sam just had a dark complexion or if he was actually a light skinned Blackman.� At the sight of his dark pecker and sparse kinky pubic hair, she decided that he was indeed a Blackman.�
Sam immediately began jacking his cock, the nearly black glans playing peek-a-boo as his brown foreskin alternately covered and exposed it.�
The cock before her fascinated Shelly.� It wasn�t the size; it wasn�t nearly as large as Luke�s cock.� It was the shape, curved like a banana and it�s dark coloration.� It was two-toned, but then again all the other cocks she�d seen were also two-toned, only this was brown with a black tip rather than white with a ruddy tip.�� Feeling the urge rapidly building, Sam stepped forward to shoot off on Shelly�s tits, but once he got near, she suddenly lunged forward, taking him in her mouth.
�Oh, fuck, yeah!� Sam exclaimed as his cock was surrounded by the warm wetness of her mouth.� Sam grabbed her head in his hands, pushing in deeply and slowly withdrawing as until she was lashing the head with her velvet tongue. �Oh, fuckkkkkkkk, ughhhhh!� Ughhhhhh!� Awwwwwww!� he cried out loud as he fucked her pretty face.�� He didn�t last much longer.� �Goddamn bitching whore-girl!� he bellowed as his cock erupted.
Shelly gobbled at the copiously spouting cock, slobbering on it, rubbing it across her face and lips as he ejaculated, wildly shooting cum in her mouth, over her lips, on her face, in her hair and across her upper body until she was thoroughly drenched and dripping.� Even after he was spent, Shelly slobbered and mouthed Sam�s softening cock, slurping up as much of his sexual emissions as possible.
�Mutherfuck!� he mumbled.� �Shit fire!� he cursed pulling his soft dick from the voracious girl�s lips.� �Damn, that felt really good! Thanks, slut!� Man, I�ll have to stop by here more often.��
Sam bent forward to cop a feel of her fun bags as Shelly continued orally laving his dark cockmeat.
�Hey!� These things are for real!� he said with genuine surprise.� �They�re so firm, round and perfect, I�d a thought they were fake.� Man, you gots some nice melons, �ho.�
His hands on her breasts felt good and she allowed the postman to feel her up good while she kissed and sucked on his jewels and his nearly black nut sack.
Reluctantly Sam pulled away from the stacked blonde slut.� He knew damn good and well that he could get more than just a dick sucking from her, but he had to finish his mail route.� To hang around and get laid, that was so very appealing, but the Postal Service severely frowned upon dereliction of duty.� Even for a piece of her ass, a piece of high quality ass like this, he wasn�t about to jeopardize his job.
�Sorry Sugar, I�d like to stick around and stick you, but I gotta go.� Maybe we can do this again sometime when I have more time.��
Pulling up his pants he turned to Toni.� �Thanks Toni, I needed that... Look, I�ll see you later. �Kay?�
Toni shook her head in mock dismay.� �Shelly, Shelly, Shelly.� What are we going to do with Shelly?�
�I know what I�d do with her,� replied Sam as he got in a last feel, �if I had the time.�� He glanced at his watch and exclaimed, �Damn!� I�m running late, real late. Bye!�� As he rushed through the door Toni heard him curse, �Fucking whores!��
*****
Julia answered the front door.� She�d thought that he would�ve been long gone from the neighborhood by now, but there he was.� Her face immediately flushed and began to burn.
Openly smirking, the mulatto mailman said, �Ma�am.� I have a package for you.� I need your signature.�� Julia just wanted to crawl in a hole and hide.
*****
�Luke will kill me,� lamented Shelly as she stirred her cup of coffee.
�I must admit, I am surprised at you,� deadpanned Toni.
�I�ve sinned.� I�ve broken my solemn vows.� I�ve��
�Gimme a break!� You sucked his dick� you didn�t screw him.�
�I would have.�
�Yeah, I know, but you didn�t.�
�You know, these past few days, all I think about is penises and men, and what men can do with me if they please.� If Luke wants�em to, that is�� It was so close, so beautiful� I couldn�t help myself.�
�Well, you won�t get pregnant doing what you did.�
�I suppose not.�
�Wasn�t it you who told me that sucking cock really wasn�t sex, and if it wasn�t sex, then there�s no sin.�
�Yeah, but it sure felt like sex,� said Shelly with a contented sigh. �Gawd, I was so turned on!� I just had to have him.� I had to taste him.� Lord forgive me, but I wish he�d just taken me.�
�Don�t fret darling, you�ll get taken tonight.� Henderson said he�d come over tonight around 8:30.� He�s the one who sent over the fishnets, garter belt and shoes.�
�Henderson?� I�m going out with Henderson?�
�I don�t know if ya�ll are going out, or just staying in, but he said for you to wear what you�re wearing now.� I suppose you can cover up a little for the trip over to his place, but when you get there, he wants you dressed just like that.� Nothing more, nothing less.�
�It�s kinda sexy,� giggled the buxom blonde.
�Sexy?� It�s a positively whorish outfit!�
�You really think I�m a� whore?�
�Who�s turning tricks for auto parts?�
�We needed the truck fixed,� Shelly replied in defense of her actions.
�Yeah, ain�t it great how business works!� Luke gets his truck fixed and you get laid.� What a deal!� Everybody�s happy!�
�I wouldn�t have done it if Luke hadn�t told me to,� pleaded Shelly unconvincingly.
�Really?� Whatever darling!� No matter how you slice it, you�re now a whore� You might as well enjoy it.�
�God help me, I do enjoy it!� gushed Shelly casting aside any feelings of guilt.� She sipped her coffee a few times before asking,� �Where did you get that rubber dick?� It�s so real looking.�
�I bought it.�
�Where?�
�At a sex shop in Rockford.� Where else would I get something like that, Walmart?�
�I never knew such a thing existed.� It�s really nasty,� she giggled, �but it sure feels nice!�� Shelly pondered again for a moment before asking, �Why did you buy something like that?�
�Jake.�
�Jake?�
�Yeah� I use it on Jake.�
�You�re kidding?� He let�s you� Oh, my gawd!�
�Sometimes he gets drunk� too drunk and I handcuff him to the bed.� Then I ream his asshole good.� You know, payback for all the times he�s been mean to me.�
�What does he do after?�
�After what?�
�After you let him go.�
�Nothing.� He growls a little and then he smiles.� He won�t admit it, but he likes it.�
*****
Julia was relieved when her two oldest children were finally dismissed from school so that she could slink off to her parents� home for the weekend. There was no way she could bear the stares and knowing smirks of her neighbors, neighbors who by now had certainly heard the gossip from that awful half-breed mailman. �The nerve of that man!� she rationalized to herself.
*****
It was almost quitting time when Big Mike took Luke aside.� �Luke, ya wanna raise?�
�Damned right I do!�
�I thought so,� said Big Mike with a benevolent smile.� Big Mike put his arm around the shoulder of his young apprentice adding, �Listen, it might take me some time, what with your lack of seniority and the frigging union rules� but I�ve got connections.�
�Connections?�
�Yeah, with the big bosses, Jameson and Estrada.� Ya want me to talk to �em?�
�Sure, I guess.�
�Like I said, it will take some time.�
�Okay.� Thanks, Big Mike!�
�Estrada, he and his wife like to play around.� Jameson, he just likes pussy.�
�Oh, I see,� replied Luke cautiously.
�Ginger and I are going to Estrada�s farm tomorrow night.� I�ll talk to him then.�
�Okay,� replied Luke sensing that there was something else.
�Ginger and I, we don�t have any plans for tonight.�
�Oh?�
�Yeah, maybe we can get together, so to speak.�
�Tonight?�
�Yeah.� Ya got a problem?�
�I dunno.�� Luke thought for a moment before replying, �Hell, why don�t ya�ll come over about eight?�
�Eight o�clock it is.� See ya, Luke.� Be sure and tell that pretty cunt-whore that Big Mike�s gonna do her tonight.� All night.�
�What about your wife?�
�Ginger?� What do you think?� I�m sure she�d love getting stroked by that young cock of yours.�
*****
Luke was ready for a night of fun when he got home that afternoon, and was sorely disappointed when he heard that Shelly had a date that night with Henderson to work off some of their debt, especially since his boss and his wife were coming over.� Shelly enthusiastically modeled the outfit that Henderson had bought her to wear.
�That�s all you�re wearing?�
�No, silly!� I�ll wear a dress too.�
�She won�t have the dress on for long,� quipped Jake.� �Turn around again, Honey. Damn, you sure can make a man hard.�
�Yeah, I know,� replied Luke sourly.
�Don�t get all pissy, Luke,� admonished Jake.� �A deal�s a deal.�
�Yeah, I know, I know,� whinned Luke.� �It�s just that��
�Ya suddenly having a problem with it?� It�s a bit late for that.�
�It�s not that, it�s just that Big Mike says he�ll get me a raise and� he�s coming over��
�A raise?� Oh, I see� Hey, she can�t leave with Henderson tonight until O�Ryan is finished with her,� Jake added to relieve Luke�s stress.� �He�s coming over after he closes up shop.� Should be here around nine, nine thirty.� If yer boss is here on time, that should give him some cockpit time.��
Jake mulled the problem over and added, �Hell, ya know, Henderson�s easy to get along with.� Once he�s here maybe he�ll will forget about taking her home and just hang out here.�
Another consideration occurred to Jake.� �What�s yer boss� wife look like?�
�I dunno, but she puts out,� replied Luke.
�Man, I sure hope she ain�t ugly!�
To be continued...