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Collected by Djian
updated may 18 - 2009
another Stormbringer | Blackmailed by the Brother-in-Law | Naughty Pictures | The Unwanted Houseguest | Car Trouble
M/f, D/S, cons, exhib, oral, humil
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Your Money or Your Mouth
by Stormbringer
Storm_bringer1@webtv.net
All stories on this web site are purely FICTIONAL. The people depicted within these stories only exist in someone's IMAGINATION. Any resemblence between anyone depicted in these stories and any real person, living or dead, is an incredible COINCIDENCE too bizarre to be believed. If you think that you or someone you know is depicted in one of these stories it's only because you're a twisted perverted little fucker who sees conspiracies and plots where none exist. You probably suspect that your own MOTHER had sex with ALIENS and COWS and stuff. Well, she didn't. It's all in your head. Now take your tranquilizers and RELAX.
Part 1
Heather slowly shuffled into her apartment building after another
evening of waiting tables at the diner. It was close to midnight, but
her landlord's, Mr. Potter, door was open and she could hear his tv
blasting some war movie. She tried to be quiet and sneak by his doorway,
but he spotted her and ran outside to intercept her.
"Where's your rent money this month?" he said stepping out into the
foyer.
Heather was shy and had trouble looking people in the eyes. She looked
down at the floor and saw the ever present comic book in his hand. She
was surprised to see that this one was X-rated, she didn't even know
they made such a thing. Heather looked up, catching him trying to stare
down her blouse at her over proportioned breasts. She hated being ogled
like that, but had grown to accept it. "I'm sorry Mr. Potter. Money's
been tight this week, please give me more time," she begged.
"I'll give you two more weeks," he replied openly running his eyes from
her long nylon covered legs to her blonde hair all messed up under a
hair net. "Two weeks and then I start looking for a paying tenant." He
crinkled his nose at her with distaste and then he turned, going back
into his apartment.
Heather brought her sleeve up to her nose and took a whiff of the ugly
pink uniform. Sure enough, she stank of meatloaf. She sighed and slowly
climbed the three flights to her one bedroom apartment.
Heather was eighteen and had just started college. In high school she
was a cheerleader and one of the most popular girls in her class,
despite her shyness and the fact that she wasn't into partying. She had
even managed to stay a virgin up until a couple months ago when she had
met Jack, her boyfriend.
Jack had managed to talk her into sex after only a few dates
accomplishing what no high school boy had done in three years. Jack was
tall, good-looking, charming, and she knew immediately that he was the
one.
Now Heather wasn't so sure. Jack was lazy and he didn't even take her
out any more. All he ever wanted to do was drink beer and poke her with
his penis for a few minutes. She didn't know why sex was such a big deal
to all the other girls. She barely enjoyed it.
Heather was worried about her money situation as she entered her
apartment. She took off the hair net and let her long blonde hair fall
down to her shoulders. She removed the foul-smelling uniform and turned
the shower on.
Nude, Heather looked at herself in the mirror. A girl with high
self-esteem would have been proud of the body in the mirror, but Heather
was embarrassed by it. She thought her breasts were too big for her thin
body. It made her look top-heavy. One jealous girl had even spread the
rumor around that Heather had gotten a boob job in highschool. She also
hated her nipples. Her aureola were as big around as a coke can and her
nipples poked out almost an inch long. Her nipples always seemed
half-erect, drawing even more unwanted male stares, since she had
trouble covering them up. None of the girls in the shower room at gym
class had even come close to having breasts or nipples this big and she
hated her breasts, though Jack had gone gaga over them.
Heather climbed into the shower, thinking about the money. Tuition had
just taken her entire savings and she was stuck living on $2.65 an hour.
She would have to struggle to come up with her rent money in two weeks.
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Two weeks later. Heather's car had broken down. She had managed to save
a little tip money that week, but having the car fixed used it all up
and then some. She didn't even have enough to get it out of the shop and
she was working extra shifts at the diner to raise the money. She was
tired all the time and her school work was suffering.
Heather tried to sneak past Mr. Potter's room and had thought she made
it when she heard his voice behind her.
"Heather your a bum," he said, "and your about to be a homeless bum if I
don't get my money."
"I'm sorry Mr. Potter," said Heather starting to cry, "but I'm broke
this month. Isn't there any way you could let me slide this month?"
Heather felt a shiver trave up her spine as he openly ogled her body,
licking his lips nervously. Sweat broke out on his brow and he dabbed it
with a tissue. His beady eyes and his up-turned nose made her think of a
pig as he stared at her.
"I'll tell you what," he said nervously, "I might be willing to let you
slide this month if you give me a blow job."
Bile rose in Heather's throat and she felt like gagging. She would never
put a man's penis in her mouth, not even Jack's and especially not this
creepy old man's. Mr. Potter was skinny, shorter then she was, and
almost completely bald. Under his unbuttoned shirt, course gray hair
covered his chest topped off by a tacky gold chain. He was simply one of
the most disgusting men she had ever seen.
Potter could tell she didn't like the idea and said, "I'll give you
tonight to think about it. Bring either your mouth or your money to my
apartment at 8:00 am or I'll be padlocking your door by noon." He looked
at her hot body from her legs to her breasts again, wanting to drool
when he saw the outline of her nipples pushing out her uniform blouse.
He turned and entered his apartment.
Heather had trouble sleeping that night. Jack had called wanting to come
over, but she had told him she wasn't feeling well. She pictured Jack's
penis in her mind. It was short and skinny, probably just under five
inches long when erect. It was around the size of a lollipop and
wouldn't be all that hard to put in her mouth. Plus, he only lasts a
couple of strokes and it would all be over in a couple minutes. She had
made up her mind by the time her alarm went off. She really didn't have
a choice.
Heather dressed for school, wearing a conservative top over jeans
despite the heat of the day. She kept thinking that it'll all be over in
a couple minutes as she left her apartment, slowly heading down stairs
Heather gulped as she approached Mr Potter's door and she raised her
fist, lightly rapping on the door, almost wishing he wouldn't hear her
knock. He opened it immediately, almost as if he had been waiting on the
other side. He was wearing a robe belted around his waist. The area
around his crotch was tented out obscenely and she wondered what he had
shoved under his robe to make it bulge so much.
"Well did you bring your money or your mouth?" he asked leering at her.
Heather just held her head down and whispered, "My mouth."
He stepped aside and she entered his apartment. It was messy, with dirty
clothes scattered on the floor and dirty dishes piled in the sink.
Comics were scattered on the tables, most of them x-rated. Heather was
surprised to see that many of the super-heroines had buxom bodies that
resembled her own.
Mr Potter sat down in a recliner and spread his legs. "Come on bitch,"
he said, "you know what to do."
"No I don't," answered Heather, a little shocked at his language.
Mr Potter was surprised. "You mean you've never sucked a guy off
before?"
"No," she replied still looking down at the ground shyly. "I've always
thought that oral sex was dirty and disgusting."
Potter was a little disappointed. He had assumed such a hot bitch was
probably an expert at sucking cock. It occurred to him that he could
teach her how to service him properly. He perked up a little when it hit
him that she had probably never had her pussy eaten either and he might
be able to use this knowledge to his advantage. "Fine then I'll tell you
what to do. Kneel between my legs," he ordered.
Heather's knees were shaking and she was relieved to kneel down. She
looked up at him waiting for instructions.
"Ok Heather," he said, "here's the deal. You suck on my cock until I cum
and you don't have to pay this month's rent. If you can't make me cum it
doesn't count. Understand?"
Heather nodded wondering what the big deal was. If he wasn't any
different from Jack, he'd orgasm after a couple of minutes. She also
didn't like his course language"Just don't orgasm in my mouth," she
said.
"That's fine," he responded. "Now undo my robe and take my cock out."
Heather's first class of the day was in women's studies and she wandered
what her classmates what think of the base act she was about to perform.
She reached out a shaking hand and opened his robe down to his belt,
revealing his chest and stomach. She was surprised to see that his body
was pretty cut and trim. He was lean, muscular, and probably fairly
good-looking when he was younger. His white chest hair covered his upper
torso and a line of white hair pointed the way to his crotch under his
navel.
Heather decided that she should quit dawdling and just get this over
with. She reached out and untied his belt. It came loose and something
smacked her in the chin with enough force to sting her a little.
Heather jumped back and stared in awe at the old man's crotch. His penis
was simply gigantic. It had to of been twelve inches long and as thick
as her wrist. She had no idea that penis's came in different sizes and
she didn't know how she was going to get this monstrosity in her mouth.
She heard Mr Potter cackling a she stared at his penis.
"You ever seen a cock that big?" he asked still laughing at her.
Heather shook her head, still staring at it. She hated to admit it, but
his cock..his penis was beautiful. The head was plump and smooth, about
as big as a plum. The rest of his rod was hard and thick. She thought
that his penis was so big and hard that she could hammer nails with it.
It wasn't fair that Jack's big, muscular body had a little limp penis
and Potter's short, skinny body had a proud, massive cock.
"First bitch," he ordered, "I want you to lick around the head."
Heather gulped and reached out her hand to hold it steady. Her fingers
closed around the tip and she caressed it, still in awe over the size.
It was only the second penis she had ever seen and the first she had
looked at this closely. She hadn't even really touched Jack's penis
before, with the exception of squeezing it to make it hard enough to
penetrate her. She hefted Potter's mighty penis in her hand feeling how
heavy it was. She lifted it and looked down the rod to his testicles.
They were also gigantic and they hung down low, heavy in his sack. The
underside of his penis was dominated by a large blue vein that seemed to
throb with each beat of his heart.
"Quit gawking and start sucking," said Potter, growing impatient.
Startled out of her reverie, Heather stroked her hand down his shaft and
gripped the base, realizing that her fingers didn't even touch around
the thick shaft. She brought her head forwards, disgusted to see that
the pee-slit was opening and closing, as it spit out large amounts of
pre-cum. She touched her lips to his cock, feeling the hard skin of his
cock head against her lips. She tentatively licked out her tongue and
flickered it across the tip tasting his pre-cum. Heather then swirled
her tongue around the big bulbous head, running it along the hard flared
ridge and back up to tease his pee-slit.
"Oh yeah baby," moaned Potter, " Now lick up and down the sides."
This really isn't that bad, thought Heather as she finished licking
around the head and proceeded to lick up and down the foot long shaft.
"Now take my balls into your mouth," he ordered.
Heather ran her lips down the big vein on the underside to the base of
his cock. The monster was resting against her face, the tip pushing into
her blonde hair as she licked his balls. She took first one and then the
other into her mouth, licking her tongue all around the big hairy
things.
"Enough," he barked, "Now it's time you started sucking bitch."
Heather ran her mouth back up his rod and then she stopped staring at it
for a minute. She put her lips back on the tip and opened her mouth. She
pushed down, feeling her jaw stretch as the big plum-sized head entered
her mouth. She ran her tongue around the head as she sucked on it in her
mouth.
Potter loved how hot and wet her mouth was. "More bitch," he said,
wanting to feel his entire cock inside her mouth.
Heather relaxed her jaw and pushed down taking several inches of his rod
into her mouth. She felt the head sliding into her throat and she
gagged, removing her mouth to catch her breath.
"You are a worthless bum," said Potter contemptuously. "You might as
well give up now and start looking for another place to live."
Horrified that she would still get thrown out even after going this far,
Heather immediately swallowed the head back into her mouth and began
swallowing again.
Potter wanted to shout with triumph as this buxom teenager slowly
swallowed more and more of his cock into her mouth. She reached the
halfway point and began gagging again. "You really suck at this,
Heather," he said. She looked up at him angrily, with a look of
determination on her face. He loved seeing her look at him like that
with her lips wrapped around his cock. She started swallowing again and
he said, "Relax your throat and just let it slide in."
Heather wasn't a worthless bum and she was determined to prove to this
old man that she could do it. At eight inches, she began sucking,
catching her breath when her mouth was on the tip and trying to take
more of his cock with each swallow. Her jaw was loosening and it was
becoming easier as she got used to it. She was also ashamed at how her
body was responding to this degrading act. Her half-erect nipples were
rubbing her bra and she could feel dampness on her panties. Her whole
body felt alive and ultra sensitive, even more then when she made love
to Jack. Concentrating hard, she pushed down feeling the old man's penis
push into her throat and she kept going. Something tickled her nose and
opening her eyes, she saw his gray pubic hair staring her in the face.
She had taken it all.
"Why you cock-sucking slut," he said laughing, "It looks like we've
found something your actually good at."
Heather swore she could hear her nipples pop out, rock hard, and her
vagina started gushing at his compliment...insult? Why would her body be
reacting this way? Still, she was pleased to know that he was enjoying
this.
"Now slut," he ordered, "suck that cock hard and fast."
Her mind rebelled against following this disgusting old man's orders,
but her body leapt to obey. She sucked on his entire cock for what
seemed like an eternity, developing a rythm of sucking on it and licking
around the head as she caught her breath. Heather experimented finding
that he reacted more with her lips squeezing tightly around his shaft.
Finally, it seemed to grow even larger and the old man started moaning,
bucking his hips into her mouth. She knew he was close and she quickly
sucked up, removing it from her mouth. She held it steady pointing at
her face. It seemed to tremble in her hand and the head was simply
gigantic. It had turned a dark red and seemed like it was about to
explode at any second.
"Gawd dammit bitch," screamed Potter. "Make me cum."
She saw his fingers were clenching the arms of the chair and he seemed
ready to leap out of his seat with frustration. Heather was used to
cleaning up Jack's few drops of semen from her vagina after sex and she
was curious what it looked like oozing out of a penis. She slowly
brought her fist up from the base to the head and back down again. When
she reached the half-way point, the pee-slit opened wide and it seemed
to spit at her. She blinked as a large wad of sperm exploded in her
face. The monster penis seemed alive as it leaped out of her hand and
blew another wad into her hair. She fell back in horror at the sperm
bath and another wad flew onto her blouse. She watched in awe as more
wads of cum flew from the engorged head until the pressure was gone. He
wasn't done yet though, his penis kept pouring out sperm onto the floor,
soiling the carpet.
It was Potters turn to look at Heather in awe. "Damn slut," he said,
"that was the best fucking load I ever blew."
Heather felt a shiver run through her body when she heard that she had
pleased him. She watched his penis. It throbbed with each beat of his
heart, shrinking slowly until it hung over the chair, still at least
eight inches long when soft. She looked up at her landlord, he was
staring back at her lustfully. She looked down at his penis again and
was shocked to see that the monster was swelling again, growing bigger
and longer as it grew erect once more. Jack never got hard right after
cumming! Heather felt sperm trickling down her cheek and not knowing
what else to do, she ran from his apartment.
Heather ran into her room and locked the door. She looked at herself in
the bathroom mirror, disgusted to see the unbelievable number of strands
of sperm covering her face, hair, and soiling her blouse. Still, she
also realized that this was the most turned on she had ever been and she
would be calling Jack to come over that night.
Heather felt the sperm liquefying and it started dripping down her
cheeks and over her lips. She unconsciously licked her lips tasting a
man's cum for the first time. She realized what she had done and grabbed
her toothbrush, covering the bristles with toothpaste to try to cleanse
her mouth. Heather would have to take another shower and she worried
that she would be late for her women's studies class. She glanced over
at her alarm clock and did a double take. She had already missed her
class! She had been with Mr Potter for an hour and a half.
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Heather could swear that her panties stayed damp all day. She ran into
Jack near the end of the day.
"Feeling better I see," he said, a little put out and frustrated that he
didn't get any last night.
"Sorry honey," she replied wanting to tear into his pants right then and
there. "Please come over right after school and we'll spend the evening
in bed. I'm off work tonight."
"And what do you want to do in bed," said Jack perking up.
Heather wasn't one to talk dirty, but decided to see how Jack might
react. "I want to suck your cock and then fuck your brains out," she
said smiling sweetly.
Jacks eyes widened in shock, then he grinned from ear to ear. "I don't
know what's gotten into you, but I like it. I can't wait for tonight."
"Just don't be late," said Heather running off to her next class.
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That evening, Heather was climbing the walls with sexual frustration as
she raced back to her apartment. She ran into Jack on the way there and
hand in hand, they entered the building. Potter was waiting in the hall
way.
"Don't forget rents due in two weeks," he said.
Heather sighed, she was two weeks late today and now she only had
another two weeks to raise $500.
"What a creepy little guy," whispered Jack as they ran up the stairs.
The young couple entered her apartment and started stripping. Heather
was still embarrassed by her body and flicked the lights off. You could
still see pretty well and she jumped under the covers to hide her
nudity. Heather watched Jack strip off his pants and she felt her heart
sink with disappointment when she saw his limp little noodle of a penis.
The words, "creepy little guy", came to mind. He climbed into bed beside
her and she practically pulled him on top of her in an effort to get him
inside her.
"Hold on baby," he said lying on his back and pulling the covers down.
"You said you wanted to suck on my cock."
Heather smiled seductively and looked up at him as she slowly kissed
down his muscular chest towards his crotch. This was going to be easy
compared to her ordeal from this afternoon, she thought. "Just warn me
before you cum," she said before sucking the head into her mouth.
"Yeah, suck on that big cock," said Jack as she swallowed him whole.
Heather practically snickered as he called his pathetic little penis a
"big cock", he doesn't even know what big is. It was so easy sucking
this little thing, it wasn't even a challenge.
Heather had bobbed her head up and down his penis five times, when she
felt something warm and sticky in her mouth. "You jerk," she said
angrily, "You came in my mouth." She swallowed his two or three drops of
cum, thinking it wasn't really enough to complain about and it actually
didn't taste bad.
"Sorry honey," he answered before yawning. "It just felt so good that I
couldn't control myself."
Heather didn't care, she just wanted him hard again. She tugged on his
penis trying to make it erect. She hadn't known men recovered that fast
until she had seen Mr Potter's big cock rising again after blowing him.
"Jesus, Heather," he said sleepily, "I'm not made of sperm you know."
Crying out with frustration, Heather desperately tried to make him hard
again. She tugged futilely on it and took it into her mouth again,
nothing worked. Then it hit her, Jack loved her freakish breasts and she
brought them up, wrapping his little penis around them. She squeezed her
breasts tight, pulling them up and down, trying to make him hard again,
but all she got out of Jack was a snore. He was fast asleep.
Jack slept like the dead all night. It was still early and Heather got
up and did some homework, but she had trouble concentrating. All she
could think about was her own horniness and her landlords massive penis.
She finally crawled into bed around midnight, tugging on Jacks penis
once again to no avail. She hoped he would be ready to go again in the
morning. She had trouble falling asleep that night.
Heather was on her knees, fully clothed about to be forced to suck on
Potter's pathetic little penis. A window shattered and Jack flew into
the room, nude except for a red cape. Jack's giant penis was hard and
over a foot long. He strode across the room and smacked Potter across
the head with his mighty penis. Potter flew across the room, slamming
into the wall. Jack turned his super-cock on her and hosed her body with
sperm, before grabbing her and flying out the window towards the setting
sun.
Heather awoke from her dream around dawn. She sleepily reached out
feeling Jack's penis was still limp and she rolled over falling asleep
again.
Heather was kneeling about to suck on the little penis again. Looking up
she saw Jack grinning down at her evilly. The window burst and Potter
strolled in nude except for a red cape. Energy flowed in waves down his
body making his gray chest hair shine with power. The energy seemed to
flow into his massive cock, as the tip crackled with electricity. Potter
leaped to Jack and smacked him backwards with his cock, before turning
it on Heather and spraying her with sperm. Heather reached out and
grasped his cock. She was nude this time and she pointed his cock all
over her body, making sure she was covered in his sperm. Potter pushed
her back in the chair and shoved his cock into her mouth. It pumped
gallons of sperm and she lovingly swallowed it all, before he moved it
down, pointing it at her vagina. She parted her legs and he slammed it
in with one mighty thrust.
The alarm woke her up, the dreams fading fast from her memory. The area
between her legs was soaked and she reached out for Jack's penis, but he
was gone. He had left already.
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