(FFM, MFF, MM, MF, voy, exhib, preggo, oral, anal)
by Art Martin
Returning home after the cockfight, the boys discover a mélange de trio in progress at the Stringers.
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It was well past midnight when Jake pulled his truck up to the curb in front of his house. “I need to check on, Shelly,” remarked Luke with a slur as he stepped out onto the curb.
“She’s probably ain’t home yet,” knowingly stated Jake.
“I thought ya said the Sheriff was gonna drop her off here.”
“He will… when he’s damned good and ready.”
“Well, I’m gonna check anyway. Ya comin’ or ain’t ya?”
The two men entered the Blalock house. Save for a light coming from the kitchen, the house was dark. Luke checked the kitchen first and not finding his wife there, he checked the bedroom.
“She ain’t here!”
“No shit, genius! She’s still under arrest,” chuckled Jake.
“She ain’t really in jail, is she?”
“Naw,” replied Jake from the living room with a smirk. “Don’t worry about her, Luke. If she is, we’ll get her out in the mornin’. But I suspect that she’ll be along in a short while.”
Jake heard Luke mumble something and then excitedly call out, “Hey Jake! Come check this out!”
Jake stepped into the Blalock’s darkened bedroom. A light was on in his bedroom next door, illuminating a mélange de trios.
“Well, well, well, looks like we stumbled onto girl’s night,” whispered Jake with a snicker.
“Who’s that?” asked Luke.
“The preggo?” asked Jake referring to the obviously very pregnant woman lying on her back. She was pulling on her swollen tits while another figure was munching her cunt. “That’s gotta be… yeah, it’s Toni’s friend, Meagan.” Jake chucked adding, “See that belly? Cunt keeps sayin’ that I knocked her up. But hell, it could’ve been just ‘bout anybody.”
“I recognize her from this afternoon,” replied Luke. “But, who’s Toni reamin’ with that big ole dildo of hers?”
“I dunno… Can’t make her out… Say, I gotta idea. Ya wanna come over?” With a wide grin the big man added, “Whatcha say we fill them lesbo-slut’s cuntholes with some genuine man dick.”
“I ain’t never screwed no pregnant lady.”
“She ain’t no lady!” snickered Jake. “She’s a fuckin’ tramp-slut!”
*****
Jake and Luke slipped out of the Blalock house through the back and entered the Stringer house through the kitchen. Like two little kids up to no good, they were doing their very best not make any noise, their stealth betrayed by the creaking of the wooden sub-floor.
Jake signaled Luke to stop and shuck his clothes. Nude, the two men proceeded to Jake’s bedroom to crash the sappho-party in progress.
“Well, well, well…” boomed Jake as he strode boldly into the bedroom wagging his prong. “What the fuck do we have here? A bunch of friggin’ lesbians?”
Startled, Meagan bolted upright at the sound of his loud voice. Toni calmly backed her dildo out and turned to her husband. “Hello, sweetie!” she purred as she stepped away from the dilated ass that she had been fucking.
David Jenkins’ head popped up too, only to be restrained by a collar and dog leash secured to the bed frame.
It took Jake a few moments to grasp that it wasn’t three girls after all. When it did finally register, Jake growled bear-like and shoved David’s butt with his big foot, sending the smaller man sprawling on the floor, still chained to the bed.
With the apparently enraged beast towering above him ready to strike, David squeaked, “Oh, shit!”
“Just what in the hell do ya think yer doin’? Sneakin’ over here while I’m out! Fuckin’ my wife!” yelled Jake menacing. “I oughta kill yer sorry ass on the spot!”
“No! No! No! You, you, you don’t understand! Oh, please God! I, I didn’t sneak over! I, I …”
“Shut the fuck up, ya weasel!”
Coming to David’s defense Toni chided, “Oh, don’t be so harsh on him, you big gorilla! He came over looking for you, not me.” Taking her bare foot, she gently rubbed the cowering man’s genitals adding, “We just decided to have a little fun with him until you got home. You don’t mind, do you darling?” she purred.
“He weren’t a fuckin’ ya?”
Taking David’s prick between her toes she replied, “Did it look like he was fucking me?”
“No,” he growled, “I suppose not.” Jake glanced down at David and the puddle he was lying in. “Damn! He pissed all over himself again! Goddamned wimp! Luke, go get this sorry piece of shit some towels so he can clean up my floor!”
Trying his best to act pissed without breaking out laughing, Jake glowered at Toni saying, “Let him up for Christ’s sake! This ain’t no way to treat a guest.” Freed from the dog collar, David scrambled to his feet.
Jake poked a finger into David’s boney chest. “So, you were looking for me. what’cha want, neighbor?”
“I, I, well, I need some advice.”
“’Bout what?”
“Ca, can we talk in private?”
“Whatever.”
By the time Luke returned with the towels, Jake had escorted David to the kitchen for a friendly chat. “Here give me those,” ordered Toni. “Jake’s out back with David.”
“He ain’t gonna hurt him, is he?”
“No! Of course not! You know Jake; boisterous and intimidating at times, but underneath, he’s as gentle as they come.”
“I ain’t so sure about that.”
“Don’t you worry, sweetie. They’re just talking. Say, have you met my friend, Meagan? Meagan, this handsome stud is Luke.”
“I know, Toni,” replied her friend in a sultry voice. “We met this afternoon.”
“Oh, that’s right! But, you don’t ‘know’ him, yet,” the short, darker complexion woman laughed. “Besides having a sweet wife, Luke’s best quality is that he can get it up and keep it up, all night long.”
The introductions having been made, Meagan scooted around, hanging her head off the edge of the bed. Looking at Luke upside down, Meagan purred, “C’mere lover. I wanna a taste of some real man-flesh.”
Luke accepted the invitation and treated himself to a deep-throat fuck while his hands wandered over her swollen tits and swollen belly, his cock slipping easily into her hyper extended throat. There wasn’t a hint of gagging on her part, just the wonderful constricting motion of her throat around his cock whenever she swallowed. It was obvious to Luke that she had done this sort of thing many times before.
After an evening of watching Shelly dance and getting fucked at P-Willy’s plus watching the nasty dog show at the cock fight, not to mention the young girl blowing that old fat fart, Luke needed to cum really badly. With the added stimulation of Meagan’s expert tongue action on the underside of his cock, he didn’t last long, cumming after just a few minutes. Once his balls began to boil over, he pulled his cock out of her throat to cum on her tongue, giving her two good mouthfuls before finishing on her swollen tits.
True to Toni’s praise of his virility, after ejaculating, Luke hardly got soft at all. Instead he shoved his spermy cock back into the pregnant slut’s mouth to keep him in fighting form while he smeared his potent screw juice over her fattened breasts with his hands. Meagan eagerly gobbled the semi-erect cock until it was once again swollen and hard.
Meagan pushed him away and out of her mouth. With a dexterity that belied her pregnant condition, she quickly repositioned herself at the edge of the bed on her hands and knees. “I need a good fucking,” she called over her shoulder while wiggling her ass. “A rubber dick’s nice, but I want the real thing, a nice warm cock. Show me what ya got, Studly! C’mon, baby, shove it in. I need it bad!”
Rubbing her offered buttocks, Luke studied the elaborate tattoo on the small of her back before gently prying her ass cheeks apart. From the games she’d been playing this evening with Toni, Meagan’s anus was red raw and her swollen labia protruded from her puffy vulva. “Where ya want it?”
“I don’t care. Just fuck me, baby.”
“Ain’t never fucked a pregnant woman. Least not one as pregnant as you.”
“Well, there’s always a first, cowboy! Mount up!”
Luke aimed his cock at the center of the mass of glistening pink tissue that was her engorged labia. With a gentle push, his cock head disappeared into the hot slippery flesh and found her channel. Luke took it easy, afraid that he might somehow hurt her or hurt her baby.
“Harder, baby! Harder!” the preggo-slut pleaded. “Damnit, fuck me hard!”
Luke picked up his pace and was soon pummeling her pussy, making a loud slapping noise each time his groin slammed into her butt. With each impact, her butt cheeks flexed and quaked, a sight that Luke found to be incredibly erotic. Despite the fact that she hadn’t had a proper fucking in nearly two weeks, Luke found her pussy to be somewhat loose due to the stretching caused by Toni’s big strap-on rubber cock. Nevertheless, Luke found the slippery, enveloping caress of her hot cunt around his thrusting cock to be divinely pleasurable.
*****
“Whadda mean she’s never given ya a blow job? Didn’t she make a promise when ya’ll were married? A promise to ya and a promise to God, that she’d honor, cherish, and obey ya? What kinda religion are ya’ll anyway? Some kind of quirky cult?… Ya ain’t Catholic are ya?”
“No, we’re not Catholic,” answered David defensively. “And yes, she did promise those things.”
“Ain’t much on keepin’ her promises, is she? I know that she’s a mean spirited bitch, but I figured that was just to me and Toni and the whore next door. Don’t she know that she’s invitin’ everlastin’ damnation in hell for breakin’ her promise?”
“She says it’s dirty,” replied David.
“Dirty? Ass fuckin’, now that’s dirty, but a simple blowjob?… Ya wash yer dick don’t ya?”
“Yes. Of course I do, but she…”
“And she won’t let ya fuck her?”
“No. Says it for the procreation of children only.”
“Yer shittin’ me! She’s gotta let ya fuck her whenever ya want. That’s why ya got married!”
For a moment Jake pondered David’s plight. “In my experience there’s basically three kinds of women when it comes to sex. First there are those cunts that were born with a natural love of fuckin’. Toni’s one of those. That preggo in there, she’s another.
“Then there’s those cunts that are just a little slow learnin’ that they love to fuck. The whore next door, Shelly, she was like that.
“Then ya got them bitches that no matter what, they’re cold fishes. No matter what ya do, they hate fuckin’ a fellow. Now, yer wife, she definitely ain’t the first type. That’s fer sure. Now, fer yer sake, ya damned better hope that she’s the second type and just hasn’t yet learned to love a good screwing. If she’s the third kind, yer out of luck, little buddy. Might as well get yerself a divorce and go out and find yerself a real cunt who knows what a cunt’s for. Lord knows, there’s plenty of those around. Take the preggo-slut in there; she's in the market.”
“What can I do?”
“Simple, ya gotta give her a proper fucking. I don’t mean no slam-bam-thank-ya-ma’am quickie, I mean a long, hard fuckin’. Send her in orbit and keep her there. Ya gotta fuck her good and fuck her often. Soon she won’t be able to live without a good dicking on a regular basis.”
“How am I gonna do that? I can hardly remember the last time I even saw her naked!”
“What’s wrong with bein’ neked? Goddamn, she’s got a problem with that too?”
“Yes! Says it immoral.”
“How can being neked be immoral? God created ya neked. Yer born that way from the start! That’s like sayin’ walkin’ or breathin’ is immoral.”
“What about Adam and Eve and the forbidden apple? Weren’t they shamed by their nakeness?”
“That apple was our free will,” pontificated Jake. “The free will to do good or the free will to do evil. Before they tasted the fruit, those two weren’t really any different from animals. It wasn’t that being neked was evil, it was realization that they had committed a sin and the sin was evil. They just figured that because they had sinned and were neked, then bein’ neked was sinful. They just got it wrong and we’ve been on a guilt trip ever since. Is bein’ born with two arms and two legs an evil thang? ‘Course not. Can ya use those arms and legs for evil? Of course ya can, but that don’t make ‘em evil from the get go.”
“I suppose. Never thought about it like that.”
“Well, ya should! Now take Shelly. She’s a whore. That don’t make her evil. She as sweet a thang as they come. I do love fuckin’ her. Ya know why she’s a whore?… She’s a whore because her husband wants her to be a whore. She obeys her husband like God says she should and she fucks anybody he says she should fuck. God’s got nuttin’ against fuckin’. God wants us to fuck and made it fun so that we’d do it often. The more ya fuck, the more ya doin’ God’s biddin’!”
“Who says that?”
“It’s obvious! C’mon, the good Lord gave ya a goddamned brain. Use it! Ya can figure it out… Okay… Weren’t fer fuckin’, none us’d be here!”
“Mmmm, I suppose.”
“It’s a fact!”
David scrunched his forehead as he thought. “Okay… Let’s say that you’re right.”
“I am right,” glowered Jake. "Ya calling me a lair?"
“No, no, no! Okay. You’re right! You’re right... I still don’t know how do I deal with Julia.”
“Simple. Yer wife, she seems to be genuinely religious even if she does have everything upside down. Talk to yer preacher; ‘morrow mornin’ before church services,” counseled Jake. “Tell him what ya told me. Remind him that she has broken her promise to ya and has broken her promise to God by denyin’ ya. Tell him that it has made ya real despondent. Tell him that ya abuse yerself because she won’t do her duty to ya. Tell him that because of her stubbornness and unwillingness to give herself to ya that ya been lookin’ at porn. That yer being driven to commit adultery if sumpthin’ doesn’t change right away. Remind him that she promised to give herself to ya and to obey ya. She ain’t doin’ that and she’s riskin’ the loss of her soul because of her broken promise to God Almighty. That oughta get his attention!
“Then tell him that ya need fer him to talk to her. Today, after services. Tell him that ya need fer him to impress upon yer wayward wife her obligations to ya. Tell him to remind her that she made a promise to God to obey ya. Now durin’ that meetin’, ya got to be there, so she knows that ya heard exactly what the preacher tells her. That way, ya can remind her later what he said about her afterlife in Hell for breakin’ her promise to God. That’ll get her pants off. After that it’s up to you.
“Another reason ya want to be there is in case the preacher takes it upon himself to try and cast off the evil in her heart by layin’ on his hands. Preachers can get a little carried away doin’ that,” chuckled Jake. Having finished, Jake absentmindedly scratched his balls.
“Okay. Sounds like a reasonable approach.” As David reflected on Jake’s advice for several minutes, all the while idly observing Jake playing with his genitals.
“Ya like what ya see, little buddy.”
“Uh, wha… I, uh…” stammered David.
“It’s okay if ya do. I like seein’ other guy’s dicks too. Ain’t no harm in it.”
“Well, I…”
“Wanna touch it?”
David froze, staring at the hairy man’s cock and balls.
“Go on. I know ya wanna touch it.”
As if it had a mind of its own, David’s hand reached forward. Before he was consciously aware of it, David was holding Jake’s thick dick as it swelled. Memories of church camp flooded his brain, memories of the older boys and what he so willing did for them and the camp councilors came back vividly.
“Ya wanna suck it, don’t ya? Go ahead. It’s okay. Ya can suck it if ya want. I don' mind none.”
David tore his eyes away from Jake’s stiff prick and looked up at Jake’s smiling face.
“Don’t worry ‘bout them,” said Jake nodding towards the bedroom. “Luke and the girls are busy playin’ hide the sausage. Ain’t nobody gonna know. Nobody ‘cept you and me, little buddy. Go on, ya know ya wanna.”
David found no hint of malice in the bearded face, just kind eyes twinkling with expectation. Jake placed his hands on the shoulders of the smaller man and gently guided him to his knees. Now at eye level and only inches from his face, David could smell the musky aroma of the beast’s sex. To David, it was an irresistible offer.
“That’s it, little buddy,” cooed Jake as David’s lips surrounded his glans. “Oh, yeah… Suck it good, little buddy. I always knew ya were a faggot. Hmmmm, that feels nice.”
*****
Luke’s cock was tingling as he neared the point of no-return. He knew that just stopping and holding still just wouldn’t do because Meagan’s hips were anything but holding still.
Upon his pulling out of her cunt, Meagan began to whimper, “Don’t stop, baby. You feel so good. Please don’t stop.”
“I gotta stop for a moment,” replied Luke breathlessly.
“It’s okay. Cum in me, baby. Cum in me. I’m so close… ahhhh, yesssss.”
Having plunged back into her broiling cunt, Luke buried himself as deep as possible and tried to minimize any further stimulation to his cock, but the gentle squeezing and releasing his cock by her pussy was just too much.
“Ah, fuck. I’m cumming, bitch. I’m cumming.”
“Yes! Yes! Cum in my cunt, baby. Cum in my cunt.”
Meagan squeezed down and held his dick in a tight vaginal embrace. She felt his cock pulse.
“Ahhhhhh!” moaned Luke.
The feel of the throbbing cock pumping its creamy seed into her cunt was all Meagan needed to be pushed over the top. The steady constricting squeeze of her cunt gave way to wild vaginal contractions as her orgasm swept over her.
Luke’s fingers dug into the flesh of her hips as he joined Meagan in a last chaotic burst of frenzied fucking.
*****
“Move yer tongue around some more,” calmly instructed Jake. “Tickle the underside. That’s better. Yeah, that feels real good, little buddy.”
*****
Meagan continued to wildly gyrate her hips until Luke’s softening cock slipped out of her pussy. Moving off to the side of the pregnant woman, Luke more or less collapsed onto the bed.
Gasping for breath, Luke opened his eyes just in time to see her drooling cunt descend over his face. She was a big pussied girl and the distended lips of her engorged labia surrounded his face like an enveloping facial mask as she ground into him. To prevent suffocation, Luke placed his hands on her hips and pushed her upwards, just enough so that he could catch a breath of fresh air as he wallowed his entire face in her juicy aromatic snatch. At the same time, he felt his flaccid cock being played with and then slurped into a warm wet mouth like it was a noodle.
*****
“Keep suckin’ it, faggot. I’m almost there. Oh, yeah, here it comes, fruitcake.”
Lost in a fog of lust, David sensed the big organ pulse and felt the gout of spermy fluid shooting into his mouth. Except for his own, he had never swallowed cum before. As his mouth filled, he allowed Jake’s cum, mixed with his own slobber, to run from his mouth. Dripping down his chin, the copious viscous mixture streamed down his neck and hairless chest, crossing his stomach to soak his own undersized cock and nuts before it continued to dribble down his thighs and eventually pool onto the floor about his knees.
Ultimately, Jake’s seemingly endless stream faded to a trickle. As his cock softened, Jake pulled it from David’s eagerly sucking lips with a wet and sloppy sounding ‘plop’.
While Jake wiped his wet cock across his face, David suddenly realized what he’d done. In shame and humiliation, he stared down at the floor and the wet mess covering his body.
“Yer a mighty fine cocksucker, little buddy. Me and you, we’re gonna be good buddies from now on. Ya hear?”
Mortified, David continued to stare at the floor while Jake sang his praises about what a good cocksucking faggot David was. His deep secret was now out, a secret about him that no one, including Julia knew.
Jake swatted him across the head, “Hey, I’m talking to ya! I said, ya got any porn at yer house? Ya know, dirty movies.”
“Uh, yeah,” stammered David expecting a severe blow to the head rather than the gentle, attention getting swat that he had received.
“Well, let’s go see what ya got.”
“I, uh…”
“Maybe it’s the stuff ya watch. Ya know, women can be mighty funny about that stuff. If ya present Julia with the right material, it might ease thangs along. On the other hand, if it’s the wrong stuff, it’ll just disgust her. Gotta be careful. Cunts can be unpredictable sometimes. C’mon, let’s see what ya got. Maybe I can lend ya some of my stuff.”
Having been yanked to his feet, David was dragged from the neighbor’s house, still buck-naked. With David in tow, Jake cut through the Blalock’s back yard and entered the Jenkins’ house through the back door.
“Nice house ya got,” sincerely complimented Jake upon seeing the interior for the first time. “Now where’s yer smut stash?”
“I, I, well, maybe we shouldn’t,” pleaded David with a growing sense of panic. “It’s really not very good stuff.”
“Ya let me be the judge of that,” replied Jake. Upon entering the living room, Jake went directly to the DVD player and ejected the disc. “Hmmmm, ‘Lost Angels’”. Jake popped the DVD back into the player, pressed fast forward and turned the TV on.
“Wait! I…” It was too late. Once the screen flickered to life, Jake pressed the play button.
“Whoa! What do we have here? Son of a bitch! Damn! Yer a perverted little shit! Ain’t ya? Goddamn, she can’t be but seven! Oh goddamn, he’s gonna fuck her! Holy shit!” Jake punched the pause button and turned to David. “Ya know ya can go to jail for having stuff like that! Ya got any more like that? Yeah, ya got ‘em. Give’em to me!”
David wanted to throw up.
“I said, give’em to me!” roared Jake. David scrambled and found the other kiddie porn DVD that he had at the house. With a shaking hand, David handed Jake the DVD.
“Little Fuck Toys. Ya like this kind of shit? Is this what ya dream about? Turns ya on thinkin’ about fuckin’ little kids? Hell, ya got little kids. Ya think about doin’ ‘em?”
“No, I just found those in a shipment to my store.”
“Bullshit! Ya think about it alright… Ever do it?”
“No! Never!” shouted David in defense.
“Okay, okay, don’t git yer dander up, little buddy. I was just asking. I really don’t give a shit what ya like to watch, but these probably won’t do. Sumpthin, tells me that Julia wouldn’t take too kindly to this sort of thing,” laughed Jake. “Women are like that.
“What I had in mind was sumpthin’ artful. Ya know, a good lookin’ guy and a good lookin’ girl, soft lightin’, silk sheets, two naked people engagin’ in a long, lovin’ and sensuous screw. Doesn’t even have to really show nuttin’, just two people a grovelin’, a gropin’ and a humpin’. But it should have some oral sex too. Butt fuckin’… maybe not. Ya know, I think I’ve got just the thang fer ya.”
Jake turned and pushed the play button; the little girl’s ‘daddy’ mounted her. After a minute or so, Jake paused the DVD and ejected it.
“Whadda ya do, sit around and whack off to this stuff? Gives ya hard on, don’t it? Hell, gives me a hard on!” Jake turned back towards David, his aroused organ jutting from the thick jungle of crotch hair. Lewdly stroking his stiff cock, Jake asked, “What do ya think we ought to do about this?”
Thinking that Jake was referring to his illegal pornography, David stammered,“I, I dunno.”
“Another cock suckin’ would be nice, but I bet ya might like sumpthin’ else.”
“Wha?”
“Ya really seem to get yer rocks off when Toni reams yer butt with her dildo. Ya like that, huh?”
“Well, I…”
“It’s okay. Ya don’t have to lie to me. I already know what a kinky pervert ya are. Lots of guys like a corn-holin’.”
David looked at the big cock that he had so recently sucked with abandon and imagined it sliding up his rectum.
“Just kneel on the couch and hold on to the back rest. I’ll take care that itch fer ya. Go on, little buddy. Ain’t nobody here but me and you. Like I said, me and you are gonna get real close.”
*****
Luke struggled to hold Meagan off of him enough so that he could breathe. While he pushed up, she ground down. After ten minutes or so, his arms were becoming fatigued. Mercifully she lurched off and flopped down on her back. He looked down at Toni who was still playfully licking his dick. Toni smiled wickedly and then took his entire length. After a few head bobs, she pulled off.
“C’mon, Hon,” she said while helping Meagan to sit upright. “He’s all yours tonight.” Meagan straddled him and sank down on his cock, pumping his cock in her puss. Then she pulled off and sank down on his dick again, this time driving it up her ass.
“Ooooo, I missed,” she giggled.
Luke could care less except that her ass was considerably tighter than her cunt. Luke took advantage of his free hands that the position afforded him, rubbing her distended belly while she fucked him and mauling her swollen bosoms.
“That feels good, baby,” she breathless whispered. “My poor tits just ache so much these days. Ooooo, not too hard.”
*****
After his second screw with Meagan, Luke was wasted. He was only dimly aware when Jake returned. Soon he fell asleep to the gentle rocking motion of the bed as the big man fucked each girl in turn.
Sometime around three AM, the cacophony of Jake’s loud snoring rudely jarred Luke awake. Blinking in the darkness, his attention was drawn towards the window by a sudden illumination from next door. Looking over the slumbering body next to him, Luke saw his giggling wife dance merrily into the bedroom, wrapped in a blanket. Apparently she had had a good time tonight while being under arrest. That brought a large measure of peace of mind to Luke. The sudden appearance of the Sheriff at P-Willy’s, though carefully orchestrated, wasn’t expected by either of them. As a result, he had been dreading what her reaction might be when she got home. He hated the crying jags with all the recriminations of not treating her like he should.
Following close behind Shelly was the massive figure of Sheriff Damian Reed. Once inside the room, the Sheriff took the blanket from her. ‘Where’s her clothes,’ wondered Luke as Shelly struck several poses for the Sheriff. ‘Oh, yeah, she didn’t have any clothes,’ he thought with a chuckle. Then he realized that her fishnets were gone and what little other clothes she had when she was arrested at P-Willy’s were now gone too.
Fascinated he watched his slut-wife flirting with the Sheriff. Soon she was unbuttoning the big man’s crisp uniform shirt and peeling it off his torso. “Holy smokes,” muttered Luke. One glance at Reed and you knew he was a massive man, but bare-chested with his shirt off, his finely honed musculature was apparent. He wasn’t just big; he was chiseled and sculpted. Each and every muscle bulged with precise definition under his taut skin and every thick vein under his skin stood out prominently. Jake and Big Mike were both big men, but this guy… the only time Luke had ever seen someone this developed was in those body building magazines he saw at the drugstore.
‘His nuts must be shriveled up from the steroids,’ sneered Luke as his hand reached round and cupped Meagan’s fat breast.
“Mmmmm,” moaned the pregnant woman in her sleep. She was lying on her side, facing away from Luke. At the feel of his caress, she nuzzled her buttocks into his groin.
Luke’s supposition that the Sheriff had steroid shrunken testicles was dashed when Shelly pulled his boxers off. “Damn,” muttered Luke. “He’s as well hung as Big Mike. Maybe even better… Hmmm, that’s it girl, kiss his dick… What a slut!”
“You say something, Honey,” mumbled Meagan as she squirmed, rubbing her butt against his growing erection.
“No, just talking to myself. Go back to sleep.”
Meagan snuggled in closer and soon her breathing was steady as she dozed off again.
Luke was very impressed by the size of the Sheriff’s fully erect organ. ‘He’s bigger than Big Mike,’ he observed. Suddenly he felt somewhat inadequate. Luke had always thought that he had a nice dick and a nice body, but this guy… Abruptly Shelly stopped kissing and nibbling on the big dick and stood up. Taking the Sheriff by the hand, she led him away to towards the bath. ‘Damn,’ cursed Luke disappointed that he might miss the show. The light came on in his bathroom. Luke caught a fleeting glimpse of Shelly and then the window filled with the Sheriff’s unbelievable body as the showering water cascaded over his naked backside.
Staring back up at the ceiling, Luke became keenly aware of the building pressure of a full bladder. Carefully and with consideration for his slumbering bedmates, Luke rose and padded off to take a leak. Having relieved himself, Luke went into the room adjoining the Stringer’s bedroom. There he had a clear view of his wife and Reed showering and washing each other. Idly he mused that they really needed to buy a shower curtain to restrain the spray.
When Reed and Shelly suddenly hollered and jumped out of the tub, Luke had to laugh. From experience he knew that the hot water had run out without warning.
*****
Before drying herself, Shelly took a clean towel and vigorously rubbed Damian down, drying him off quickly.
“C’mon, Damian. You promised me,” she said as she led him back to her bedroom.
“That’s Sheriff to you, slut. Shouldn’t we turn out the lights?”
“No! I like the lights on, Da…uh, Sheriff. I like to look at you. And I like to see what’s going on. Besides, Luke might be next door. I want him to see you take me.”
“Haven’t you had enough for tonight?”
“No… There’s something you haven’t done for me. I thought you were going to do it, but before you did it, you left me with that sweet, sweet man.”
“Hal? Hal’s a sweet man? I’m sure the boys will love to hear that!”
“He is sweet! I hope I get to see him again.”
“Don’t worry honey, I’m sure that you’ll see him again.”
“I hope so, but… you promised.”
“I don’t think I promised you anything, but okay, if that’s what you want, Shelly, fine by me. Where’s the grease? I’ll need more grease than just Hal’s jungle juice to do it proper.”
Shelly went to the bed stand and retrieved a tube of KY jelly. “Will this do?” she said coyly.
“Yeah, that’ll do. Look, I don’t give a shit, but I really don’t want to hurt you.”
“You won’t hurt me,” she replied handing him the tube of lubricant.
“Very well, slut. Get it up.”
“My pleasure.”
*****
Back in bed, nestled between Meagan and Jake, Luke watched the proceedings unfold next door. Once again, Shelly sank to her knees to kiss and mouth Reed’s low hanging, flaccid cock. Once again she brought him to a truly substantial erection. Knowing how much she enjoyed sucking dick, Luke thought that she was going to fellate him to completion, but once again she abruptly arose. Turning, she took a wide stance and leaned far forward, supporting herself with the bed post.
Reed greased his pecker up and stepped up to her. Luke couldn’t be sure just where the Sheriff was aiming his pecker. The Sheriff pushed. Shelly’s body moved forward, but the Sheriff’s prick didn’t enter. He pushed again and Shelly’s head arched back as she let out a primal moan. Just hearing her moan like that, Luke knew that Reed’s thick cock was penetrating her anus. Reed pushed again, and Shelly cried out.
“What’s goin’ on?” asked Jake sleepily in a low voice.
“It’s Shelly. She’s getting’ ass-fucked by the Sheriff.”
“Ya don’t say?” The quiet of the darken bedroom was rudely broken as Jake shouted out, “Ram it in, Sheriff! Fuck that whore’s ass! Give it to her… hard!”
In one swift motion, the Sheriff’s entire cock disappeared. Shelly’s cries now crossed the side yard and filled the Stringer’s bedroom as if she there and not next door.
Groggily Toni asked, “Wha? What’s going on?” One look out the window and she knew.
Shelly continued to holler and curse the entire time that Reed buggered her, alternately complaining of his enormous girth and then urging him to fuck her harder. She was absolutely wild, shoving her hips back to meet his thrusts, wildly gyrating on his impaling prong, her tits swinging and her blonde hair flying about. Only her grip on the bedpost prevented her from soaring off into space.
The foursome sat up in bed to watch the animated act.
“Damn, would ya look at that?” mused Luke.
“He’s killing her,” offered Meagan with genuine concern.
“Naw, she likes it! I can tell,” replied Jake. “FUCK HER, SHERIFF! FUCK THAT SLUT BITCH!”
“Jake! Don’t! He’s killing her,” repeated Meagan.
“Naw, she’s a real whore. She’s lovin’ it.”
After a good ten minutes of seemingly brutal sodomy, the Sheriff’s voice joined Shelly’s in a chorus of sexual abandonment as his cock pulsed, filling her gut with yet another load up her butt. The frenzy over, the two lovers were suddenly motionless except for the heaving of their chests.
Stepping back, Reed’s cock slithered snakelike from her, leaving her ass gapping wide open. Picking Shelly up as if she were a child, he laid her down on the bed. Then he turned off the light.
Luke blinked into the sudden darkness. “Damn, that was hot!”
“Show’s over, Luke,” replied Jake with a yawn.
“Mmmmmm, yessss,” hissed Meagan as Luke painfully erect cock slid into her cunt.
“Jeezum, Toni! Luke’s doin’ her again! Will ya two just go to sleep?”
“Fuck me, Luke, fuck me...”
To be continued...