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updated oct 17 - 2009

another Stormbringer | Your Money or your Mouth | Blackmailed by the Brother-in-Law

M/f, D/S, cons, exhib, oral, humil


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The Unwanted Houseguest
By Stormbringer


Storm_bringer1@webtv.net

Chapter 3: Sex on the Beach

David and Beth finally stumbled out of bed around noon on New Years Day. Beth had managed to get a few hours sleep since climbing into bed at dawn, but most of the time she had spent tossing and turning from sexual frustration. David was getting out of bed, when Beth jumped up and raced him to the bathroom. Her husband had noticed his brothers dried sperm on her chin, luckily he thought it was drool, and she wanted to wipe it off before he got a better look at her face. Her chin was caked with her brother-in-law's seed and there were traces of it all over the rest of her face. Beth felt like puking in disgust until she remembered the feeling of his cock spasming in her mouth, his hot seed flowing over her tongue, swallowing several blasts of his cum and the disgust was gone, once again replaced by arousal.

Beth had wet the wash cloth and was bringing it up to her face never taking her mind off the way she had craved every last bit of his seed. She had licked every little bit of it up and was trying to shove the cum all over her face, into her mouth when Steve had said, Leave it on. Beth sat down on the toilet and thought about Steve while she peed. He had given her the best sex of her life without even penetrating her with anything other then his tongue and finger. He had changed her mind about how boring sex was. He had even changed her vocabulary and way of thinking. She had never used the words cock, pussy, or fuck until this week and now she was even thinking in those terms. The big ass had even made her beg him to fuck her and then he had walked away saying he wasn't ready. Well, he had lost his chance. Beth still wanted his cock in her pussy more then anything else, but she made up her mind to resist him. She was a proud, intelligent woman capable of resisting anything, though her thoughts had been in turmoil ever since Steve had baptized her face and mouth with his sperm a week earlier. She would avoid him like the plague and try to appear as unattractive as possible when he was around, that was her only hope.

David was begging to use the bathroom and she yelled that she'd be done in just a minute. Beth flushed the toilet and then went to check her face in the mirror on last time. She looked at her reflection and was headed for the door to let her husband in when she did a double take. Her face was still coated with Steve's sperm. How had she forgotten to wash it off? Like a maniac she scrubbed her face to remove all traces of her defilement and when she was satisfied, she let David in, kissing him on her way out.

**********

David had just left the shower and she could hear him laughing with Steve downstairs over how drunk he had been last night. Beth got in the shower and spent an extra long time trying to clean everywhere Steve had touched her. When she was satisfied she was clean, Beth fixed her hair up into a mess on her head and picking out her baggiest clothes to wear, she went downstairs to face her brother-in-law. Steve and David were sitting at the table sipping coffee. David was waiting for Beth for they were off to take advantage of the New Years Day sales at the mall and thankfully Steve would be watching football before going to work that night. Hopefully she could get through the day without seeing him again and then she'd only have 28 more days to go. She and David were almost out the door when Steve said something that made her shiver as a chill went down her back.

"Care if I tag along," he said.

Beth didn't talk much throughout the ride to the mall. She just sullenly shrank down into her seat and let Steve and David talk about football. "What do you need at the mall so bad that it can drag you away from the Rose bowl anyway?" David asked his brother.

"Oh, I got this hot babe I'm trying to break in," replied Steve with a grin. "She's stacked but, doesn't really know how to show off her body so I'm going to buy her some new threads."

David looked over his shoulder at his brother in the back seat. Steve was sitting behind Beth so that she couldn't see him and he was cupping his hands before his chest, indicating she had big breasts in the universal language of men. Upon hearing the news that Steve had another woman, Beth was immediately overcome with jealousy until she realized it might be herself he was talking about. She felt a momentary surge of joy before her brain kicked in and she was once again filled with despair and guilt.

"Must be pretty serious, if your passing on football to buy womans clothes." David commented.

"Actually, I haven't even slept with her," Steve said moving his fist before his face to show David that he had gotten a blow job.

David sighed, thinking about the one and only blowjob he had ever gotten back in high school. He was envious of his brother, getting blow jobs and buying sleazy clothes for women he just met. Here was David married to the hottest girl in South Florida and he had barely even seen her naked in a lit room, let alone ever dreamt of her giving him a blow job.

"I'm going to nail her tomorrow," Steve said confidently.

David cringed, that was just the kind of statement that usually caused Beth to blow up. He glanced at her but she was staring out into space, not paying any attention to them. She was as white as a ghost and he feared she might be getting sick. He thought of his brother's mighty penis plowing into some large breasted woman dressed up as a slut and mouthed the words, "Good luck," to Steve who just winked in reply.

**********

Beth couldn't stand to be around Steve so she told David she wanted to shop alone and quickly headed off in the opposite direction. The two brothers watched her go and immediately raced to the Fredericks of Hollywood.

As the two men sifted through the teddies, baby dolls and camisoles, David found he was actually enjoying spending time with his brother. Steve was still a jerk, but he was the kind of jerk that all men fantasized about being at least once in their lives. David pictured himself riding a motorcycle, cross country, deflowering virgins, seducing married women, and having strippers begging him for sex. Half of his brothers stories couldn't possibly be true but they still made good fantasy.

Steve had picked out a couple peek-a-boo teddies, garters, and thongs when he noticed his brother eyeing an outfit he liked.

David was holding a French maid costume, imagining how good Beth would look in it. The costume seemed tailor made to fit Beth's buxom figure. It had your typical fish net stockings, a thong under a black mini skirt, push-up bra, little hat, and a feather duster. Beth would detest this as standard male chauvinistic crap. His wife's figure was clearly wasted in all the baggy clothes she always wore. Thankfully though, if more men had been aware of Beth's hot body, there was no doubt in David's mind some better looking guy would have snagged her long before he had met her. With a sigh, David was returning the outfit to the rack, when Steve snatched it out of his hands.

"Perfect," he said.

He quickly fingered through the other fantasy costumes and pulled out a sleazy nurses outfit. This one had white garters, bra, panties, ad a little white jacket that reached down to just above the hips and hung open in the front. A little red cross hat, completed the look.

"I still can't believe that there are women out there who'll where this sort of stuff," said David.

"You'll find it hard to believe, but when your cock is as big as mine, women will do whatever you tell them," Steve replied casually.

Picturing Beth running her little hands up and down Steve's rod, David just nodded in reply. He didn't find it hard to believe at all.

Steve shopped around in some other stores, and had bought some halter tops and mini skirts, by the time they had to rendezvous with Beth. Beth had found herself wandering around aimlessly in a daze and had bought nothing, much to her husbands delight. She heard David ask her what was wrong and she replied she wasn't feeling too good. He told her to switch with Steve and sit in back to lay down for the ride home. Steve had set the packages right by her and she felt her stomach turn as she peaked at their contents. They dropped Steve off at his bike and he sped off to work leaving them alone for the night. David wanted to know what was taking his wife so long in the bathroom. They had enjoyed a nice romantic dinner and David had indicated he wanted to have some fun in the bedroom a little later on. Beth had told him she'd be ready after taking a bath and had been in the bathroom for over an hour. He saw that the door wasn't completely closed and pushed it open.Beth was wearing one of his shirts and nothing else, which was pretty daring for her. A razor beside her, indicated that she had just finished shaving her legs and she was bent into the mirror applying lipstick. David watched her for a while and when she was fixing her hair for the third time, he cleared his throat to get her attention and his wife jumped. "Oh, David," she said, "you startled me."

David pushed his glasses up his nose and said, "Hot date tonight?"

"What do you mean?"

"You've been primping in front of that mirror for the last fifteen minutes."

"I do not primp," she assured him. "I just wanted to look good for you tonight and I guess I lost track of time."

"Well it was time well spent, cause you sure do look good," he said taking his wife into his arms. David reached out and started unbuttoning her shirt. He was startled, when she didn't stop him and haul him into the dark bedroom and not wanting to look a gift horse in the mouth he quickly finished and opened her shirt. David gasped at the site of his wife's naked body. They had been married two years and this was the first time she had ever let him look at her nude without quickly covering herself up. He shook his head in wonder that this incredible woman had agreed to marry a little nerdy guy like himself.

He ran his hands down her breasts, gently caressing them and tweaking her nipples to hardness. She was trembling as his hand moved down her belly and across her pubic hairs. Both of them gasped when his finger encountered her wetness. Beth was never ready for sex like this. He alway had to lubricate his penis before penetrating her. Not wanting to waste an opportunity like this, David pulled his wife to the bedroom. Beth was very active during sex and David being used to her lying passive while he made love to her, wished this night could last forever. Unfortunately, forever to him was seven minutes.

Beth lovingly clung to her husband after he orgasmed and in a few minutes she was listening to him breathe steadily indicating he was asleep. She got out of bed and tiptoed into the bathroom. Normally Beth would get a tissue and wrinkle her nose in distaste as she cleaned David's small load out of her vagina. Tonight, she just reached in a finger and scooped it up. She looked at the small glob of semen liquefying on her finger and without a second thought plopped it into her mouth. Her husbands sperm tasted as good as Steves, just the amount was so small, like an unfilling appetizer before a main course. Definitely better warm and straight from the source she thought, as the cold gooey cum slid down her throat. Beth looked at herself in the mirror and spent the next fifteen minutes fixing her hair and makeup before returning to bed. She snuggled up to her husband and laid there trying to fall asleep. Around three in the morning, she heard Steve's motorcycle pull up and her brother-in-law entered the house. She heard him sit heavily down onto the couch and then she heard the sound of his boots hitting the floor. She shivered excitedly knowing that he was stripping for bed. Beth fell asleep shortly thereafter.

**********

Beth awoke to the sound of the alarm going off and she heard David groan as he turned it off. She grabbed him as he was leaving the bed. "Stay with me," she begged.

David smiled and shook his head. "Love to honey but I'm running late."

"Call in sick and we'll spend the day in bed," she said patting his side of the bed.

Wow, he thought, I must have really gotten her juices flowing last night. "I wish I could honey,but I'm up for a raise and we need the money." He kissed her on the forehead and went into the bathroom to get ready for work.

After dressing, David leaned over, kissed her again and then he left the room. She heard his car start up and then it slowly pulled out of the driveway. Beth jumped up and went to the bathroom to pee. When she was done she checked her hair and make-up once again without even realizing it. Still nude she returned to the bed and got under the covers. Beth was like a child who was afraid of monsters, constantly eyeing the closet. She just stared at the door waiting for Steve to come for her. Was that him moving around downstairs? Did she just hear a creak on the stairs? She stared at the door for an hour before getting up and walking over to the window. Steve's motorcycle was gone! If she could make it to her car, she would be safe. Beth quickly threw on some plain old underwear, covering that with her baggy sweats. She had to go to work later and she grabbed her uniform figuring she could change at work. She snatched her keys and made a run for the car. Beth was outside and on the deck when she ran into Steve. She nearly screamed in frustration when she saw him and glanced behind him at her car. Her salvation was only ten feet away.

"Where you off to in such a hurry," he asked?

"I...I have some errands to run," she answered nervously. She eyed Steve he was wearing tight biker shorts and a small tank top that showed off his massive arms and he was carrying a small package.

"Bitch, I didn't give you permission to leave," he said threateningly. "Get inside that house now."

Beth was inside before she realized it shaking with fear.

"I forgot to buy you this yesterday, he said handing her the package. "Put it on we're going to the beach."

She opened the package and saw a teeny blue bikini. The cups were a little bigger then eye patches and the bottom was a thong. Beth was horrified at the thought of wearing something that skimpy in public. She even refused to wear a one peice bathing suit. "Steve, I c-can't w-wear this," she told him drawing herself up proudly, "and I'm not going to sleep with you, I hate you."

"You we're begging me to fuck you the other night."

"I was drunk and I wasn't thinking straight that night."

"We need to come to an understanding, cause I'm sick of playing games with you," he said grabbing her arm.

Steve roughly dragged her to the couch and forced her to sit down in front of the tv. He hit play on the remote and sat back to watch her reaction.

The tv screen showed some slut bobbing her head up and down a super-sized cock. Her eyes widened with recognition, then shock, then wider in horror when she realized it was a videotape of her blowing Steve. Beth felt sick to her stomach as she watched herself sucking up his sperm like a wild animal.

"Here's the deal," he said to her. "For the next four weeks, your going to do everything I tell you to do or I show this video to your husband, mother, and I'm also prepared to send copies to those fucked up college professors you seem to be so fond of."

Beth felt the tears pouring out of her eyes and collapsed sobbing. The girl in the video was exactly the kind of girl her feminist professors were always raving against. Real woman didn't perform oral sex on men and they certainly didn't get pleasure out of it.

Steve in an unusual show of compassion leaned over and patted her on the head. "Don't worry about it Beth, everything you've done or are going to do with me, you've either been tricked or forced into. It's not your fault."

Beth nodded between tears. He was right it wasn't her fault. She was still the strong independent woman she had been a week before. He had lied and cheated to get her to perform disgusting sex acts on him and then he had done something to her. He had drugged her or he had hypnotized her with his cock, forcing her body to respond to him against her will. Yes, that was the only possible explanation.

"Beth go change into your bikini." When Beth didn't move but just sat there sobbing, Steve grew angry. "Now go put your bikini on Bitch, and don't make me tell you again or there will be pictures of you sucking me off all over the internet within an hour." Steve, his patience at an end, watched her jump up off the couch and run up the stairs after grabbing the box containing her new bikini. Why do they always have to get so emotional, he thought.

Beth ran into the bathroom and quickly stripped off her clothes. She lifted her leg and stepped into the panties, pulling them up and feeling the string slide between her ass cheeks. She put the top on noticing how little of her breasts were covered by the flimsy top. She tied the one string around her back and the other around her neck. She looked at herself standing sideways in the mirror.

In college, one of her professor had brought in a men's magazine to illustrate how men thought of women as mere sex objects or servants. She had pointed out a cartoon of a typically over proportioned blonde girl with big lips cooking dinner for a man laying on the couch watching tv. The girl had been wearing a flimsy see-thru negligee and had overly large breasts and an upturned ass that arched upwards behind her. Beth's bikini clad body resembled that cartoon girl. Beth had always been shy and conservative but when she had first seen the cartoon girl's resemblance to her three years ago, she had immediately tried to cover her assets up with large baggy clothes so that men wouldn't think of her as just a sex object. Now Steve was about to make her show off her body in front of hundreds of complete strangers. Beth left the room, her eyes downcast, she slowly walked downstairs and up towards a beaming Steve.

"It's too small," she complained.

"Of course," he replied. "I checked your measurements off your underwear and picked a bikini a size smaller. Now its perfect." Steve grabbed a towel and some suntan lotion and said, "Call in sick to work, I'll be waiting by my bike and don't dawdle."

Beth watched him go and did as she was told, telling work she had come down with the flu. She was completely nude except for the string bikini, no shoes, no towel, not even any money to get home in case of an emergency. She slowly walked over to the door, still open from when Steve had left. If she went outside, she would be completely exposed to the world and dependant on her brother-in-law to get her home. The sun was shining through the door warming her skin and a cool, fresh smelling, breeze blew inside, caressing her body. The old man next door was mowing his lawn and stopped to ogle her as she stepped across the threshold and into a new world.

**********

Beth clung to Steve's back as he sped down I-95 and took an exit towards Miami beach. She had been nervous at first getting behind him on the bike, then scared when he took off down the street. Now, it felt exhilarating. She had never felt such an overwhelming sense of freedom before, then from speeding half naked down a highway, wind blowing through her hair, other drivers ogling her body as she zipped past them. She could understand why Steve had never settled down and spent all his time traveling across country.

Steve turned onto Ocean drive and drove through South Beach. Beth had always avoided South Beach as a den of sin filled with transvestites, homosexuals, and scantily clad models, both male and female. Steve found a parking space and pulled into it.

After feeding the parking meter, he stripped off his tank top revealing his well defined chest and pulled off his biking shorts and stored his clothes in a knapsack, throwing it over his shoulder. Steve stood clad only in a small brief bathing suit, proudly showing the world his muscular body and massive bulge.

He grabbed her hand and they set off walking down the sidewalk two perfect specimens of the sexes. Everywhere they went, people stared, many simply stopped what they were doing and openly ogled either Steve or Beth and sometimes both.

Steve was hungry and they stopped to eat at one of the many sidewalk restaurants. The host seemed really put out by their attire and made them sit outside. Not that Steve seemed to mind, he just sat there, legs spread, letting all the girls walking by get a good look at what he had to offer and Beth felt a twinge of jealousy at all the pretty young models eyeing her man. No, her blackmailer, she corrected remembering where she was, a little surprised that she had just caught herself enjoying the day and his company.

After an expensive lunch, they crossed the street and headed down to the beach. A pretty raven haired model in a fish-net dress that covered a black bikini was getting her pictures taken by a chubby old photographer. The photographer stopped what he was doing when he saw Beth and Steve walk by. The swarmy little man ran over to them. He was panting and he wiped away beads of sweat from his brow as he handed Beth his business card. "I'd really like to get a chance to photograph you sometime," he said. "If your ever interested give me a call."

Beth had begun to like having everyone stare at her. She felt empowered, knowing that so many men found her attractive, and wasn't that what feminism was all about, being empowered? She was extremely flattered to think that someone thought she had what it takes to be a model. "Wow, you want to photograph me," she said staring at the card. "What kind of clothes would I wear dresses or evening gowns, oooh or business professional? She pictured herself looking like a young executive walking down the runway.

The chubby man looked a little surprised. "Actually I was thinking of some nudes or lingerie. I could even pay $2000 for some sex shots with a partner, male or female doesn't matter." He noticed Steve's bulge, "You too buddy. If your as hung as you look, you could make some big bucks."

Beth's fists were clenched as she trembled with rage. "What kind of girl do you think I am?" she practically screamed.

"The kind who'd where a bikini that small," he replied holding his hands up in surrender. "If you change your minds, give me a call." He backed away returning to the model.

Beth was getting ready to rip up the card, when Steve yanked it out of her hands and put it in his knapsack. "I can always use some quick cash," he explained.

Beth was a little appalled that he'd be willing to pose nude for money, then she realized that unlike her, he was proud of his body and liked showing it off.

Beth was still in a daze as they continued walking down the beach a few more blocks. She was paying little attention to her surroundings and didn't notice Steve reach over and yank off her top. Beth awoke from her daydreaming and screamed as she covered her breasts with her arms. She looked around at the people staring at her and realized that all the woman here were topless.

"Don't worry Beth. It's legal here. Put your arms down."

"No, I can't" she said shaking her head back and forth.

Steve moved around in front of her and grabbed her wrists, holding them tight. "Beth," he said looking into her eyes. "I never ask. I tell. Now put your arms down or I'm not going to fuck you later on."

Beth quickly jerked her arms down to her sides in fear, showing off her large breasts to the world. She heard him laughing and her eyebrows shot up as she realized what he had said.

Steve was still laughing as he pulled her down to the water. "Let's go for a swim," he said dropping the knapsack.

"N-no Steve, I can't swim."

'I'll hold onto you," he said easily picking her up into his arms. Beth was trembling with fear as he carried her out into the water. He seemed to stumble and she clung to him tighter in fear. The water was just below his nipples when he pried her off of him and laid her back in the water. She struggled but he told her to relax and he'd keep her afloat.

The water was warm, but chilly enough to cause her nipples to pop out and she found herself enjoying her first dip in the ocean, as she closed her eyes, loving the sensation of floating in the water, feeling her body lift up with each gentle wave.

She felt Steve lean over her and she moaned as his tongue flickered across her nipple. She opened her eyes in shock and said, "Don't do that there are people watching."

"Don't worry," he said kissing her other nipple, "We're to far out and they can't see us cause of the waves."

He lifted her body up a little so that the sea water cascaded down her sides. Steve sucked on each of her nipples and slowly kissed down her stomach, planting one on her belly button. Beth wanted to protest, but she was scared of him showing everyone the video and even more scared of him letting her go and of sinking to the bottom. She felt Steve grab her legs and he quickly moved between her thighs and planted his mouth on her bikini bottom. She moaned as his tongue pushed at the fabric of her bikini and she wished she was naked so that he could push it inside her pussy again.

She almost panicked when he let go of her but her breasts held her afloat and her legs were secure on his shoulders. She wondered what he was doing and soon found out that he must have pulled his swimsuit down for she felt his cock poking her in the back. It slid along her back and toward her left arm.

Beth opened her eyes and turned her head to the left and watched the head of his cock break the surface and rise up like a one-eyed sea serpent. He pointed it at her mouth and she reached out and grabbed it at the base still awed that the urethra was a full 12" from the bottom of her hand.

In what was rapidly becoming a tradition, Beth bent her neck and kissed the big head, before taking the whole crown into her mouth, teasing the pee slit with her tongue. Steve moved his hands up and grabbed her ass cheeks, sliding a finger on each hand under her g-string and pulling it out underwater. He slid his left hand down all the way and pulled the fabric of her bikini away from her pussy, revealing her labia. He quickly nibbled on it with his lips before he penetrated her with his tongue feeling her lips tighten around his cock as she tried to moan with pleasure. Steve thought his sister-in-law had the sweetest pussy he had ever tasted as he continued to tongue her. He massaged around her sphincter with his other finger, before pushing it deep inside her rectum. He felt her struggle briefly and she let his cock pop out of her mouth, then she relaxed and began humping is face, moaning. Her ass seemed to squeeze his finger and then she whimpered as she came around his mouth. He pulled his fingers out of her ass and let the thong snap back into place. He positioned himself so that she could take more of his cock in her mouth and when she had recovered from her orgasm, she bent around and swallowed five inches.

In her 24 years of life, Beth had never had an orgasm until a week ago and since then she'd had about nine. She could easily see herself growing addicted to the feeling and for the first time since Steve had arrived on Thanksgiving, she found herself wishing he'd never leave. She tried to reward him, by taking as much of his cock down her throat as she could, but the awkward position only allowed her to take about half. She was lovingly slurping on his cock, wanting more then anything to taste his cum again, when she felt him jerk it out of her mouth and it quickly slipped under water.

She was wondering what was going on, when she heard splashing and a bikini clad teenager waded past them eyeing Steve. Beth turned to Steve questioningly and with a grin he stood up revealing that the water was only about three and a half feet deep. He pulled her up and she realized he had tricked her yet again. Instead of getting angry this time she just playfully splashed water at him and they ran into shore.

She noticed a few sunbathers staring and she realized that they probably suspected them of a little hanky panky, then when they made it to shore, the people around them started gasping. Wondering what was going on, she glanced over at Steve. His cock was still rock hard and couldn't be contained by the small bikini brief. Half of it stuck out reaching up to his navel. He just shrugged, grabbed a towel out of his bag and wrapped it around his waist. Beth swore that some of the woman sighed in disappointment when he covered his monster up.

She put her top back on and they hurried back to his motorcycle. Soon they were on the road again, this time heading towards Key Biscayne. Beth felt her skin getting sunburnt and yelled in Steve's ear that she needed to put some lotion on. He nodded and pulled into one of the hundreds of picnic areas that surround Biscayne bay. This one was deserted and Steve parked and grabbed his bag. He lead her down to the water and around a mangrove tree out of sight of the road. Steve pulled out the towel and spread it out in the sand. He then got out a bottle of sun tan lotion and stood up before her.

Beth saw some boaters out on the bay, but they were too far away to see anything. She turned and stood before Steve staring into his eyes. He reached out and untied her top letting it fall to the sand. For the first time, Beth neither tried to stop him nor did she cover herself up. She stood still trembling with anticipation as he stripped her naked again. She let Steve eye her for awhile before she bent down and pulled at his swimsuit. His cock was still hard and thrust upwards magnificently. She pulled down his bottoms and suppressed the urge to yell timber as it fell towards her. Once again she leaned forward and planted a lingering kiss on the big head. She was preparing to take him in her mouth when he pulled her to her feet.

Steve opened the bottle of lotion and squirted it into his palm and then some more into his other palm. Steve reached out and began rubbing the oil onto her breasts and around her nipples. Beth's eyes were open and staring at his cock as he covered her body in suntan lotion. She murmured softly when he tweaked her nipples and sighed as he ran his hands down her stomach towards her crotch. He pulled her forwards and into his arms. Her oiled body rubbing against him. Steve's long cock was squished between them and it reached up all the way to the bottom of her breasts. Steve continued to massage her with the lotion, kneading it into her back as she rubbed her wet body against him. He moved his hands down to her ass and covered her cheeks in lotion. When he had finished Beth stepped back and did the same for him. She revelled the feeling of his hard muscular body, as she ran her hands all over him. When he was as wet as herself, Beth poured oil on the base of his cock and continued to squirt lotion along the length and towards the crown, which was hovering in the air before her. She rubbed it well into his cock, running both hands up and down its length hearing him grunt with pleasure at her efforts.

"I want your pussy now," he said.

Beth just nodded, staring at her hands running along his glistening cock. Never taking her eyes off his monster, she knelt before him and kissed the crown now smelling of coconuts from the lotion. She laid back on the blanket and spread her legs, looking up at him her face was a mixture of fear and trepidation.

Steve knelt between her legs and grabbing his knapsack, he pushed it under her head to prop it up so that she could watch him penetrate her. He pushed her legs open even further exposing more of her to his view. Steve slowly worked his way closer to her so that his cock was slowly approaching the entrance to her vagina, thus increasing her anxiety. He saw the fear in her eyes as he continued to bring it closer. Steve could see how wet she was as he stopped the head an inch away from her pussy. He teased her with it before moving it the remaining inch and she spasmed in a large orgasm as soon as it touched her labia, he hadn't even penetrated her. Steve just slid his cock along her slit waiting for her to recover. When she had quit moaning, she looked at him in awe at the power he had over her body. Most of the time, Steve was either grinning at her or looking like he was about to kill her. Now, his face was expressionless, except that his brow was sweaty and knit in concentration at the task on hand.

He pushed down on his cock and she stretched open to let it in. Steve loved to watch his dick disappear inside a woman. After taking hundreds of women, It still never failed to amaze him that they could stretch to accommodate his big piece of meat. With a loud slurping sound the crowned head of his cock disappeared, plugging her like a cork on a bottle of wine. He saw Beth staring at it in amazement, her vaginal muscles squeezing to pull more of him inside her. Steve grinned and willingly complied with her bodies demands. He pushed a little over five inches inside her watching her eyes roll up into the back of her head as she moaned. Steve stopped at five and a half inches. "Ready to go beyond what your husband can give you." "We're already way beyond that," she replied loving how thick he was.

He pushed six inches in and she started whimpering as she tossed her head from side to side. At seven inches, she felt completely filled, her body writhing in ecstasy around his magnificent cock. Beyond that the pleasure was gone.

"Steve please stop it hurts," she cried frantically as he pushed it in from seven to eight inches. He didn't seem to care that it was hurting her and the pain reminded her of what a bastard he really was. Why had she let herself sink this far. His cock didn't feel good, it only looked good. "Ooww!" It actually hurt being stretched this much and she started to cry from both the torment between her legs and the joy of knowing that she wasn't enjoying cheating on David. Her pussy was rubbing against the invader and she could feel her juices flowing around it. "Aarggh!" She jumped from the pain as he tried to push it in deeper, but to no avail. God, she hated him and she hated his big cock. Steve had apparently given up getting any more of it inside her and was moving his hips in little circular motions, letting about three inches slide in and out of her. "Ooooh," she said proud that her hated brother-in-law couldn't defile her with any more of his cock then eight inches. "Aahhh," she gasped, raising her hips to meet his hated cock. She was matching his thrusts now. "Nooo" she pleaded as he pulled all but the head out afraid that he would stop fucking her. Then she cried, "God yes," as he pushed all eight inches in her again. her pussy clamping down around his wonderful cock as another orgasm overwhelmed her. Beth recovered faster this time wanting more. She started pinching her long, oil soaked nipples, moaning as the sensations added to the pleasure she was getting from Steve's incredible fuck stick. "I had no idea it would be this good," she yelled to the world. Beth was shaking all over from the pleasure of her first fuck. David's little penis didn't count as sex. Beth would forever remember this day as the day she lost her virginity. She started turning her head back and forth again as she felt his cock start to tremble and swell up in her pussy.He was about to cum and his orgasm was triggering hers. Beth looked inland at the mangrove tree then out at the bay, then at the tree again, then at the boat. Boat! She turned and looked at the boat just as Steve's cock exploded within her pussy and she screamed in orgasm. The man on the boat came when she did. He had come in close while they were fucking and started masturbating while watching them. Steve had just fucked her in front of a complete stranger. The man on the boat waved and yelled "Thanks," then he powered up the motor and cruised back out into the bay. Beth laid there waiting for the horror and shame of being caught screwing her brother-in-law in front of a stranger, come to overwhelm her but the guilt never came. Instead she felt her pulse pounding from the thrill of exhibitionism. She just laid back on the towel feeling Steve's sperm pouring out of her pussy. She was completely satisfied and laid back closing her eyes. She felt something pushing at her lips and opened her mouth to receive Steve's cock tasting the remains of his orgasm on her tongue, wishing she could swallow a whole load of his.

"That's a good slut," he informed her. "You clean that cock off good and I'll fuck you again tonight."

She did as he ordered, cleaning both their juices off his cock with her tongue. When he was satisfied, Steve pulled her to her feet and they got dressed before returning to his bike.

*************

"Beth that's too bad," David said "I hope Valerie's feeling better." Beth had told her husband that she had to work the night shift because one of the waitresses was sick. "I hope your not coming down with something also," he said remembering how puffy her cheeks had been the other morning.

"Why do you say that honey"

"Well you keep tugging at your uniform like your really hot."

"Oh," said Beth "It's just really itchy." After experiencing the freedom of wearing next to nothing all day, Beth found her waitress uniform to be a prison, confining her body from the outside world.

Beth kissed her husband goodbye, walked out to her car and drove off. She stopped at the end of the street and got out of the car, tearing at the hated uniform as she stood in the street. She sighed as the cool night air caressed her bare belly and waved at a guy driving by when he whistled at her.

"That's better," she sighed, feeling as if she could breathe again. Beth was wearing one of the outfits Steve had bought her at the mall. A short halter top barely covering her large bra-less breasts and a short skirt that was showing off her lean legs. She got back n the car and drove off to meet Steve. Steve was closing up the bar tonight and she hung out there drinking and flirting with the male patrons, revelling in the attention. None of the men she talked to asked her to come home with them though. It's like they automatically knew she belonged to the giant man behind the bar. After he locked up, she kissed his cock and he fucked her on top one of the tables. She screamed as he pounded nine inches of his cock into her pussy bringing her off dozens of times.

She woke up the next morning, after David had left for work and found Steve's hard cock pointed at her lips. She blew him, managing to swallow all his sperm this time. He fucked her before leaving for work that night feeding ten inches of his cock into her hungry pussy. Each day she felt like a virgin again and her orgasms just got bigger and bigger as his cock explored new territory deep inside her. Two days after loosing her virginity she was taking eleven inches.

The next night, she laid beside her husband listening to him snore. She looked over at the clock. It said 2:30. Beth quietly got out of bed and tiptoed downstairs.

Steve pulled his bike up into the driveway and went up the deck and into the kitchen. He was dropping his keys on the table when Beth spoke up. "You wanted to see me Doctor."

Steve looked up. Beth was wearing the sleazy nurse costume. White nylons attached to a garter belt covered her lean legs. her white panties were thin and you could see her curly pubic hairs beneath the material. The garter belt encircled her trim waist just above her belly button and just above that was a white half shirt covering her chest. A red cross hat topped off the outfit.

"Yes nurse," he said grinning. "You haven't looked so good and I wanted to check you out. Please remove your blouse."

"Yes Doctor,"she said slowly undoing the buttons and letting it swing open revealing her breasts covered in a lacy white bra.

"Let me check your heartbeat," he said grabbing her breasts and caressing them after removing her bra.

Steve pushed nurse Beth to her knees, unzipped his jeans and stepped out of his pants. He pushed is briefs down and stuck his cock in her face. "Open your mouth and say Aaah."

Beth kissed his cock and opened her mouth wide, saying "Aaah" as he slid his cock down her throat. She blew him in the kitchen for about twenty minutes before Steve hauled her out to the couch. He pushed her over the back of the couch so that her ass was arched into the sky and positioned the head of his cock on her pussy. "Let's take your temperature," he said pushing his cock in. "Oh nurse, your burning up inside. Being so hot and wet is the perfect breeding ground for sickness you know."

"Ooh Doctor, I can't help being hot and wet around you," she said leaning forwards over the couch.

"That's ok nurse, I'll just have to keep checking your temperature then."

The fantasy was gone as the two got down to some serious fucking. Steve had fed her 11" and was fucking her hard. Beth was just making little grunts every time he plowed it into her. Steve grabbed the blouse that was hanging open around her back. He removed it and twisted it up into a gag, bringing it around to her mouth, surprising her. He held the ends on the blouse like he was riding a horse and controlling her with a bit. Steve pulled his cock out hearing it slurp as it exited her vagina. There was a brief period of silence before he slammed all twelve inches into Beth's pussy.

She screamed into the gag and started bucking trying to throw him off, but he held on like a rodeo star keeping all twelve inches inside her. The pain was fading and Beth could feel her pussy changing shape. It seemed to stretch out and confirm itself to fit it's new owner. Beth new that from that moment on her pussy belonged to her brother-in-law and no one else. "Please fuck me with that big cock," she begged after he removed the gag.

Steve did just that and started fucking her with the entire length of his cock while grabbing onto her hips.

Beth tried to keep talking but her words just came out in grunts and moans as she came around his big dick. He had been fucking her with all twelve inches for a half an hour when she felt it swell up inside her and start to tremble just like it had in her mouth the first time she had given him a blow job.

"Time to take your medicine nurse," he grunted out between breaths. Steve bellowed as his orgasm erupted from within and sprayed his sperm deep into her pussy for thirty seconds.

Beth felt his cum hosing down places so deep that she hadn't even know they existed and it started pouring out of her pussy around his cock. The powerful spray of his cum triggered her to have the biggest orgasm yet and she passed out from the sensations.

Exhausted, Steve left Beth hanging over the couch and walked around to the front, finding her in the way, he pushed her off over the back, hearing her body thump as it struck the ground. He laid down on the couch and promptly fell asleep.

Beth woke up, from the cold floor touching her bare skin, but otherwise she felt completely satisfied for the first time in her life. She got up and cleaned up their mess as she listened to Steve snoring. She wished he was snoring beside her in bed every night. Beth kneeled before him and kissed his cock again before heading upstairs to her husband.

Chapter 4: The Final Submission

The air blew Beth's long curly hair straight out as she clung to Steve's back. She slid her hand down and grabbed his cock through his shorts and felt it jump at her touch. She had been fucking her brother-in-law for two weeks now and hadn't regretted it since the first time he had pushed his incredible cock into her. The pleasure she got from pleasing him far outweighed any guilt she had for betraying her husband or hatred she had once felt towards Steve for essentially cheating and blackmailing her into adultery. He had done her a favor, teaching her about sex with a real man. He had even given her the video he had made of her blowing him, knowing that her body was now his to do with as he pleased. Beth had almost destroyed the video when she realized that Steve would be gone in two weeks and she would probably need the video to help her get off. Beth felt a tear run down her eye as she thought about losing his massive cock at the end of the month and she wished she could spend the rest of her life riding behind him on a motorcycle wearing nothing but a skimpy bikini like she was now. Steve had told her he wanted to celebrate their two week anniversary the same way they had the first time they had fucked. Steve was heading along Biscayne Bay again and he turned into another picnic area. The parking lot was empty except for an old van. Beth was afraid their plans would be ruined until she noticed the red cloth hanging out it's window signifying it had broken down. "Don't worry about it," Steve said. "It was here on the day I found this place. This spot is so secluded that no ones been here to call a tow truck." He held her hand and led her out to the beautiful white beach. Soft waves traveled across the clear blue water lapping at the shore. The best thing about it was that the beach curved around with mangroves and other bushes blocking the view from the bay. Strangely, Beth felt disappointed knowing that no boaters would be able to watch them this time. Trees and bushes also blocked the view from the parking lot and the isolation created an atmosphere of being marooned on a desert island.

Delighted, Beth ran down into the shallow lagoon and fell back in the warm water, floating contentedly while Steve spread out a large blanket. She looked up at him when he was finished. He was standing by the water watching her, wearing nothing but his small bikini brief swimsuit. As she watched, he bent over and slid the suit down his legs and stepped out of it. She could see his long cock hanging down halfway to his knees and stared in awe. She still couldn't believe her eyes after seeing it at least twice a day for the last two weeks. She knitted her brow, wondering what he was up to, when he turned around facing the bushes and flexed his muscles. She could see his hard ass cheeks tighten up when he flexed. Steve then turned back to her and posed again. Well if Steve wanted to pose for her, she could pose for him. She loved showing off her body. Beth waded a little closer to the shore and reached behind her and undid the strings on her bikini. Beth threw her bikini top on to the shore and she turned around to bend over, showing off her firm upthrust ass as she slid her thong down her legs.

Beth was now completely nude before Steve as she stood in the knee deep water. She ran her fingers around her nipples teasing them to erectness and when they were hard, she brought one up to her mouth and gently bit her nipple while staring at her well-hung lover the whole time.

Steve turned sideways allowing her to see his cock fatten and it rose from hanging straight down to sticking straight out. He turned back to her and waded out into the water, taking Beth into his arms.

She could feel his steel cock squashed between their bodies as he held her tightly in his arms and kissed her passionately. Steve disengaged himself and moved around behind her. She turned to follow, but he held her in place so that her breasts were thrust out towards the beach and he grabbed her from behind. Steve held her in his arms and she could feel his cock nestled between her ass cheeks, running up over the small of her back. His big hands were rubbing all over her breasts, belly, and abdomen, caressing her. He cupped her breasts and tweaked her nipples, causing a soft moan to escaper her lips. Beth leaned back into his arms and arched her neck up to kiss him.

Steve kissed her back, then he effortlessly picked her up and carried her to the blanket. Steve laid Beth down on her stomach and he straddled her, letting his cock rest between her cheeks once again. Steve poured coconut oil all over her back and on her ass so that it ran over his cock and between her ass cheeks. She could feel his cock sliding up and down as he kneaded her muscles.

Beth felt his big rough hands began to rub the oil into her skin and she sighed contentedly closing her eyes. Steve's expert massaging technique could easily put her to sleep. "Whirl." For a guy that really only cared about himself, he sure knew how to make her feel good. Beth was almost asleep when Steve rolled her over and began rubbing oil all over her breasts and belly. "Whirl." She could see his big cock pointing at her, waiting.

"Let me do you now," Beth said and Steve laid down on his stomach. Beth ran her hand over the hard ridges of his muscles and rubbed the oil into his skin. She worked her hands down to his ass and covered them with oil. She turned him over and stared at his cock, reaching up slightly higher then his navel. and she straddled it, rubbing her pussy along the length as she worked her oil soaked hands across his chest. "Whirl." Beth slid down between his legs and held his cock up straigh,t rubbing the oil that already covered it along its length.

"Whirl,whirl,whirl." "I bet god doesn't have a cock this big," she said before leaning her head down to kiss the fat head like she always did before the engaged in sexual activity. "Whirl" Beth reluctantly removed her lips from Steve's cock and looked around. "What's that noise," she asked?

"It's just locusts," he replied. "Now put those lips back on my dick, bitch."

Beth happily complied with his wishes and began rubbing her tongue around the pee slit and the crown of his cock. She ran her lips down the sides, wishing it wasn't covered in oil because it ruined the taste and covered up his masculine scent. "Whirl" Beth stroked his cock with her hand, while kissing his balls. She worked her lips back up to the head and removed them staring down its intimidating length.

"I didn't tell you to stop," he reprimanded.

Beth angled her body and took several deep breaths. She bent down and plopped the head into her mouth and started breathing with her nose. "Whirl" Beth relaxed her throat muscles and began sliding his cock deep into her mouth. She felt like a sword swallower as her lips kissed his pubic hair for the first time. "Whirl"

Steve jumped in delight when she took all twelve inches into her throat. "That's it baby. Your the best damned cock sucker in the world."

Steve's kind words gave her the incentive to try harder and tightening her lips, Beth began running her mouth up and down his entire length, breathing whenever his head popped out. "Whirl,whirl,whirl."

Steve let Beth suck his big cock for twenty minutes before pulling her up to mount him. He held his rod straight up, and it was simply too big to put in her pussy from a kneeling position, so Beth had to stand up slightly and lower her pussy down to meet his cock head.

"Whirl" The fat head parted her lips and she slid her body down its entire length, moaning as he impaled her. She was always wet and ready for Steve and with the addition of the coconut oil, she was well lubricated and took his cock easily. Her vagina had molded itself to the shape of Steve's cock weeks ago and he had awakened nerve endings so deep inside her that only big cocks could completely satisfy her from now on. "Whirl"

"Oh god Steve, I love you and your big cock, she said when his dick had completely filled her.

"Is it bigger then your husbands?" he asked.

"You know it is," she replied somewhat curiously. She had told him how big (or how small) David was before. She figured he must get off hearing it. "Your giant cock is over twice as big as my husbands and its three times as thick," she said while riding him to a small orgasm. "Whirl"

"Are you such a slut that you don't mind cheating on your husband with his own brother?" he asked.

"F-forgive m-me David," she said panting from the orgasm. "but your penis is so small and insignificant compared to your brother's big cock. I am a slut for your cock Steve, I am a slut." Beth leaned forward and slid her body up his so that only half his rod was buried in her. She bent forward and hung her large nipples in his face, moaning from another orgasm when he took her nipples into his mouth and started flicking his tongue across them. "Whirl"

Beth was startled when Steve suddenly yanked his dick out of her pussy and pushed her off him. She was laying on her side on the blanket in a daze from her second orgasm, when he got behind her and pulled her up to her knees. Beth's perfectly shaped ass was arced into the sky glistening with oil in the sunlight. "Whirl" Steve kneeled behind her and buried his cock in her pussy once again, hearing her whimper of pleasure muffled by the blanket.

Steve continued to slowly fuck her as he leaned over and grabbed the bottle of oil. He opened it and poured oil down the crack of her ass, feeling it run down over his cock and drip to the blanket. He began massaging her sphincter with one beefy finger, before pushing it in to loosen her up. "Whirl"

"Oh Steve," she said pushing her ass back into his finger. "I love it when you finger my ass." "whirl"

Steve pulled his finger out and he held her rosebud open between his thumb and forefinger. He began pouring oil into her ass, watching to run down inside her. He easily pushed his fat thumb into her well lubricated hole feeling Beth start to tremble.

"Oh yes, oh yes," she started breathing heavy feeling a big orgasm building up. "I'm cuuummming, oh oh oh oh ow owww," she screamed when he removed his thumb and replaced it with two fingers, stretching her out. "whirl"

Beth had been about to protest, when the orgasm had overwhelmed her. Seeing she had almost passed out, he took advantage of the situation and pulled his cock out of her pussy, running it up the crack of her ass. He rested the head against her sphincter and pushed down, seeing her stretch wide to receive him. The head had disappeared inside, before she had recovered. "Whirl"

"Oh god no," Beth moaned crying. "Please don't fuck my ass. It's too big. It hurts."

Steve had pushed eight inches in when he met resistance. He heard her whimpering and begging him to take it out between her cries of pain. He held it buried in her so that she could grow used to his cock in her ass. "Whirl,whirl,whirl," her cries completely blocked out the sounds of the locust.

Beth had never felt such pain in her life. She grabbed handfuls of sand through the blanket and squeezed them into her hands. The pain resurfaced her hatred of her brother-in-law and she wondered how it was possible to hate someone so much and yet be so addicted to them at the same time. This must be how an addict feels, hating themselves but at the same time craving to satisfy their addiction, and she was addicted to Steve. She was not only completely hooked on his cock but on the way he treated her like such a slut. The overwhelming desire to please him suppressed the pain and her hatred. She pushed herself up to her hands and knees. Her ass was still a little sore as she looked over her shoulder at the fat four inches of cock meat still sticking out of her ass. "Click,whirl,click,whirl."

Look at that big cock in my ass, she thought. Her rear end had been the last new territory for him to conquer and she felt a momentary feeling of sadness, thinking she had now surrendered completely to his dominance. She couldn't believe she had been able to stretch out to take so much of his dick in her ass. She felt Steve adjust his cock a little in her well lubricated anus and she moaned in pleasure. Look at that big cock in my ass, she thought again still staring in awe at it. "Look at your big cock in my ass," she said looking up at Steve, who just smiled and nodded. "Click,whirl" "Look at his big cock in my ass," she said to the man with the camera.

********** "I see it you slut," said the camera-man. "Now beg him to fuck your ass." Click,click,click, whirl. He snapped off a bunch of close-ups of Steve's cock in her ass.

Beth just stared at the man and she let out a cry of sheer terror. She recognized him as the fat little photographer from South Beach that had wanted her to pose nude. She struggled to get away from the man but Steve just held her impaled upon his cock while the greasy little man snapped off a roll of film. The whirling sound had been the camera's motor. Steve had thought it was locusts, unless, he was lying to her again. Steve had taken the man's business card from her. The whole thing was a set-up. "Steve you fucking bastard," she screamed at him. "I hate you." The tears started flowing down her cheeks. " How could you do something like this?"

"Easy. I'm doing it for the money," he replied casually. Beth started wailing again and he tried to calm her down. "Don't worry, I'll give you half."

"Its not about the money," she sobbed. "I thought you were doing something nice for me bringing me here, instead your treating me like a common slut."

Steve started sliding his cock in and out of her ass, feeling her rectum expand and contract with each slow thrust. "You are a slut Beth, Beth the slut, you called yourself one a few minutes ago."

She felt her addiction, her need for his cock taking over and she started pushing her ass back to match his thrusts. "Oh god I am a slut."

"That's right Beth the slut," Steve told her. "and like all sluts you like it when other men look at your body."

"Ugh, ugh, yes, yes, I like being watched,even if it's by this ugly little man." she managed to stammer out between thrusts.

"Look at his crotch Beth," Steve ordered.

Beth looked over at the photographer, he had never stopped taking pictures and just kept snapping them off, swiftly changing rolls and putting them into a pack on his belt. She glanced down at his crotch, sure enough his shorts were bulging out from an erection.

"You did that Beth," Steve said. "Your slut body made him hard. The least you can do is let him photograph you."

"I can't let people see me in a porn magazine," she protested.

"Hey baby," the sweaty little fat man said. "I'll put someone else's head on your body if you want. That way no one will know it's you but thousands of people will see your hot body."

"That's right Beth," Steve added. "Think of all the hard cocks masturbating to nude pictures of us."

The thought of all that tasty semen erupting from hundreds of cocks to splatter across nude pictures of her in a magazine was really working Beth up. "Wh..what do you want me to do?" she asked.

"I need some shots of your facial expressions as he fucks you, and Steve when you get close, pull your dick out of her ass while it's still coming, so I can get some shots of that. By the way, Beth talk dirty, it puts me in the mood."

"Oh fuck me, fuck my ass. Your cock feels so big in my ass," Beth said while Steve fucked her with slow steady strokes. She never paused to think why he would need shots of her face if they were going to use another model's face.

**********

Harry, the photographer couldn't stand it any more. They had been fucking for close to half an hour and Beth had been talking dirty for most of it. Now, she had apparently given up on talking and had laid down on her knees, resting her head on her crossed arms, a very satisfied look on her face as Steve continues to slowly fuck her upthrust ass. Harry had photographed hundreds of couples and had never seen anything this hot. He had never seen a cock as big as Steve's and had almost cum in his pants when the slut swallowed it all. She could even take it all in her pussy. If only Steve could bury the remaining four inches in her ass, then she'd be perfect. "You getting close," he asked Steve and he quickly started stripping when Steve shook his head no.

Beth awoke from her trance when she heard the photographers knobby knees hit the ground in front of her face. Thinking he wanted some more close-ups she smiled up at him and instead found herself staring at his ugly cock. She couldn't keep the disgust off her face as she looked up at his nude body. He wore about five gold chains that dangled down upon a hairy chest. Sweat glistened off the rolls of fat that hung down across his substantial stomach. His cock was about half the size of Steve's but just as fat, making it look disproportionate. He was uncircumsized and the wrinkly foreskin made his fat little cock resemble it's owner.

"What are you waiting for Beth? Suck him off," Steve said.

"No way," she replied looking completely revolted.

Beth heard a loud smacking sound and a second later the pain hit her causing her to jump a little. She jumped into the photographers penis feeling it rub across her cheek, leaving a trail of pre-cum in its wake. She recovered and looked back at Steve in shock. Her left ass cheek was bright red and stinging from where he had slapped her. "Y-you spanked me," she said, an incredulous look on her face.

"That's what you get when you disobey me," he replied. "Now suck him off."

"You spanked me," she said again.

"SMACK."

He spanked her again, this time on her right cheek. Harry was ready this time and had snapped off a quick picture. Beth didn't need to be told three times. She turned to look at the fat cock pointing at her face. It's big head was peeking out at her through the fore skin. She wrinkled her nose in disgust and brought her lips around the fat knob. Beth surprised herself and kissed it first, just like she always kissed Steve, just before putting the whole head into her mouth.

She could feel her ass cheeks aching around Steve's cock still embedded in her ass. It hadn't really hurt all that much, it just surprised her. Now the nerves in her ass seemed ultra-sensitive to the 8" of cock buried in it and she moaned around the dick in her mouth. She really didn't want to blow the nasty little man and found herself trying to get away with just kissing and licking around the head hoping she could get by with just that.

"For a slut she's an uppity little bitch," Harry informed Steve.

Steve shrugged, sometimes it was better to be feared, then loved and sometimes it was better to be loved hen feared. He reached around between her legs and stuck two fingers into her pussy. He heard a muffled moan come out of his slut's mouth stuffed with the photographer's dick head. He moved his fingers out so that only the tips were inside her.

Beth now had something filling every one of her holes and she found she liked it. A musky scent from the fat mans crotch assaulted her nostrils and she found his manly smell to be intoxicating. He may have been a disgusting little pig of a man but his cock was very hard, very fat, very nice. She wished Steve would bury his fingers in her, she thought as she licked across the tip of the man's dick. She felt Steve move his fingers across the tip of her pussy and she jumped at the movement. Beth took about half the fat mans cock in her mouth and she felt Steve's fingers slide about halfway inside her. She realized that her cock sucking was controlling Steve's fingers and if she wanted them buried in her pussy she'd half to swallow all the photographer's cock into her mouth. Beth began lovingly slurping on the fat dick in her mouth feeling her efforts rewarded by waves of pleasure in her pussy. His cock really was quite nice and she managed to say "I love your cock," to him in between swallows. Somewhere during the blow job, Steve had once again taken control of her body and her mouth was now following the movements of his fingers.

Like all men, Harry loved his dick and it excited him to hear someone else say they loved it. He was getting close to orgasm and he brought his camera up to get some pictures of his cock in her mouth. Few women had been able to take his fat six incher completely in their mouths and this slut could do it effortlessly, but then again she had practiced on a cock twice as big as his. Harry realized that Steve's big dick had inadvertently turned Beth into the best damn cock-sucker in the world and Harry revelled in the knowledge that this was the best blow job of his life.

"Oh god, I'm getting close," he shouted.

Beth felt the fat cock in her mouth swell up and at the same time Steve started rubbing around the little nub deep inside her pussy that always caused her to orgasm. The photographer's, hot salty cum erupted into her mouth, just as her own orgasm came. Beth had an epiphany at that moment. The looks and appearance of the man didn't really matter, nor did the size of his cock. All that mattered was that she gave them pleasure with her body. Oh god I am a slut, she though as she lustfully inhaled the photographers load. He pulled his fat cock out of her mouth and a strand flew across her lips. "I love your cock and I love the taste of your sperm," she said as her tongue licked up the cum around her mouth.

Harry looked down at the slut between his legs. She was staring intently at his cock while stroking it like she was trying to milk out any remaining drops of his cum. "Thanks," he said.

She looked up at him lovingly. "No, thank you sir," she replied.

They were staring at each other, smiling, when Steve said, "I hate to interrupt your moment, but this monsters about to blow." Steve looked like he was in sheer ecstasy, as he grabbed her hips fucking her hard. It had been difficult restraining himself because her ass was just so tight around his cock, it felt absolutely incredible. He didn't want to cum before Harry so he had paced himself. Harry scrambled around behind Beth zooming his camera in on Steve's cock. He moved it down and snapped off some quick shots of Steve's balls slapping against her thighs. Those things are huge, he thought, This guy must cum buckets.

They heard Beth moan in a mixture of pain and pleasure as Steve's cock swelled up, stretching her ass out even further. "Here it cums," he cried.

Harry zoomed in on Beth's stuffed rectum. He heard Steve grunt and incredibly she seemed to take another inch of his cock, as he thrust it deep into her when he orgasmed. Harry could see Steve's seed rise to the surface then sink again as he pulled all but the tip out. Steve thrust forward again, grunting as he came another load. This time sperm trickled out of her anus, running down the crack towards her pussy. Incredibly, Steve still had some more and he pulled it completely out before stabbing her again. His massive cock displaced air inside her ass and she made farting sounds as the air pushed his cum out, to squirt up around his cock. Harry heard Steve groan and watched him pull his dick out and rest it between her cheeks. The head swelled up yet again and another large wad flew out to strike her between the shoulder blades. Then it was done but he continued to cum. His cock looked like a garden hose with the water left on to trickle, as sperm continued to ooze out, pooling in the small of her back.

"Oh my god, oh my god," Harry thought over and over again. He watched Steve fall backward and collapse gasping for air. Beth fell forward on her face, ass still arched up towards the sky. Harry could see her own cum dripping down her pussy and he guessed that she must have orgasmed at the same time Steve did. He snapped some close ups of the semen pouring from her gaping anus and swore he could even see it close up a little, but not much. She was probably permanently stretched out a little.

**********

Later, Harry was walking up to his van carrying the precious rolls of film. Beth was cleaning herself up in the lagoon and Steve had followed him to get paid. Harry took out a wad of about five thousand dollars. "Lets see," he said, counting out the money into Steve's open palm. "Two thousand for the pictures, a thousand for getting her to blow me, and another thousand for the best anal sex scene I've ever seen." Harry looked thoughtful for a minute before shoving the remaining thousand into Steve's hand. "Here take it all," he said. "It was worth every penny."

Steve thanked him and Harry replied in a female voice, "No, thank you, sir," and the two men laughed together until Beth ran up to them while tying her bikini top back on.

Harry told them he had to go get his camera tripod from the bushes and was delighted when Beth hugged and kissed him on the lips before following Steve to his bike.

When Harry was gone, Steve said, "Here's your half of the money.," handing her one thousand dollars.

Beth's eyes went wide with delight at all the extra cash and as they sped off on his motorcycle, her mind was already thinking of the sexy outfits she could buy with it.

Harry heard the sounds of the motorcycle fade off into the distance and he smiled as he went to gather up his hidden video cameras. Five thousand dollars was chump change compared to the money he could get selling a video of those two fucking. He would of had to pay extra if Steve had known about the cameras. Harry had marked the spot for Steve to put the blanket telling him he needed it to focus his camera. He used this beach a lot and knew all the perfect angles for getting good shots of people fucking in that location. Harry only hoped that his own fat body hadn't blocked to many views of Steve and Beth. He had a friend that paid good money for amateur videos and his friend could have his tapes edited together and copies being sold all the way to the west coast by the end of the week. Yeah, thought Harry, Today had sure been worth it and in more ways then one, thinking of the blowjob. He gathered up his equipment chuckling to himself the whole time.

**********

Steve really took to fucking her ass, not that Beth minded except that it meant a couple less loads she got to swallow. Her ass had behaved similar to her pussy, stretching out to take more of his cock after each time. Steve had just finished fucking her this morning, managing to get eleven inches in her ass after first fucking her pussy. He had filled her butt with his cum and then left without saying a word while she lay there recovering.

Beth didn't feel like cleaning up and put her thong on to hold his semen inside her rectum and then she put on her now well used bikini top. She called in sick to work again, not thinking that she could bare to put on that heavy pink waitress uniform. She'd probably be fired soon, she thought as she walked out to the deck and laid down in a chair. Beth cocked her ear and soon enough was rewarded with the sound of the neighbor firing up his lawn mower. The old man had taken to doing a lot a yard work lately coinciding with her appearances in her bikini. His lawn sure was looking good too, she thought. Maybe she'd reward him by "accidentally" forgetting to tie her bikini top back on. "

Ah ha," said a familiar voice. "caught you."

Beth was lying on her stomach and must of jumped a mile when David walked around the corner.

"Well young lady," he said. "Just what do you think your doing?"

"Oh god David," she said starting to cry. "Don't be mad. I just wanted to...." she stopped when she noticed he was smiling at her embarrassment.

"Your not mad," she said?

"Mad? I've been praying to see you in a bikini for three years now and I was hoping I'd catch you today."

"You mean you knew?"

"Honey," David said smugly. "Nothing escapes this keen mind. You've been as white as a sheet ever since I've known you and all of a sudden your skin has been slowly turning darker over the last three weeks."

They laughed together and David ran his hand down her back, while running his eyes over her ass. "Er, honey," he said "Your ass is all swollen and red."

Beth's eyes opened wide and she flipped over, praying that the thong had covered up the large hole that had once been her cute little rosebud. "David," she scolded. "Don't look at me down there. I have a bad rash."

"Oh, that's too bad," he replied rubbing his hand across her stomach.

"What are you doing home anyway?" she asked.

"I came home to pack," he informed her distracted by her partial nudity. "An important clients getting audited and I have to fly out to him tomorrow. I'm sorry but I'll probably be gone a week."

Beth tried to contain the burst of joy she felt at knowing she'd get to be alone with Steve for the entire week before he left for California. She caught herself and hoped she looked appropriately sad as she leaned up to hug her husband.

"You know Beth," he said pulling her up and inside the house. "I haven't been without sex for a week since we were married."

They were in the living room by Steve's couch/bed when she remembered her distended clit and stretched out pussy. "Sorry honey, but the rash is down there too." David looked absolutely crestfallen and Beth feeling sorry for her husband, pushed him down onto the couch. She stood in front of him and removed her top, leaving the thong on, since it was the only thing keeping Steve's sperm from running down her legs. David was staring at her a surprised look on his face when she kneeled before him. "I"ve wanted to try this ever since you first showed me one of your pornos." she said unzipping his pants.

It was David's turn to want to shout with joy. The porns had worked. They had loosened her up. He moaned as his wife took his penis into her hot velvety mouth and she began sucking on him. For an amateur, she sure knew what she was doing. He tried to contain himself but found his rock hard cock blasting what felt like a gallon of cum into her mouth after five minutes.

Beth felt her husbands half hard penis give a little jerk and a couple drops of semen ran onto her tongue. Definitely just a tasty little appetizer, she thought.

*********

That night Steve came home from work. Tomorrow would be his last day tending bar and he was eager to move on. Beth was waiting for him in her nurses outfit.

"Doctor, I think I need my temperature taken again."

"Is that right, nurse."

"Yes Doctor, but this time I think you should use a rectal thermometer." She managed to take all twelve inches that night.

**************

Beth drove David to Miami airport and walked him to his gate. David stopped at a newstand to get a couple newspapers and Beth idly looked past the hispanic attendant and over at the magazines. Her eyes grew wide and she gasped before fainting, hitting the floor with a thud. Beth awoke a few seconds later with her husband and the hispanic man looking at her concernedly.

"You ok," said the hispanic man.

Jose was written on his shirt. "I'm fine," she said getting up. "I just need some water."

David helped her to a water fountain saying, "Do you want me to cancel my flight, honey."

"No, no dear, I'm fine, it' just that cold I've been fighting since New Years."

The time came for his flight and David reluctantly kissed his wife goodbye and boarded the plane.

**********

Jose had been eyeing the pretty brunette since she had walked up to his newsstand with her husband. She had been eyeing the porn magazines...."Aha" he said aloud.

There on the cover of Anal Encounters was a shot of her kneeling in front of a man on the beach. A black dot blocked out the good parts. The caption read "Cheating wife: First time anal with husbands brother!" Jose ran out to try to get her autograph but she was gone. He leafed through the pictures, whistling softly. There she was sucking what had to have been the biggest cock in the world, riding that monster, and taking it up the ass. Excellent fakes , he thought, not believing that any woman could deep throat that monster, nor could any cock be that big or cum so much.

The pictures were incredible though and Jose felt his cock leap in his pants. He would have to add this magazine to his collection and was getting ready to put it in his bag, when he noticed the last page said, "video available $19.95" and the ad gave an eight hundred number. He would have to see it to believe it. Jose copied the number down.

Chapter 5: Flirting With Disaster

Beth was so flustered seeing herself on the cover of a porn magazine, she almost got involved in two accidents while driving home from the airport. She tried to calm herself so that she could think. She didn't know any people who read smut magazines, so she was probably safe from getting caught. David liked porn, but he only rented the occasional video. She would cross her fingers and hope no one would recognize her. The magazine would be off the shelves in a month and she could get on with her life. Steve would be gone in a week and there would be no more incidents like this to worry about. Strange, but the thought of Steve leaving didn't fill her with joy like it should have. It actually depressed her to think that she would be going back to an orgasm free existence and she pictured herself riding behind Steve on his bike heading out West to California.

Beth pulled into her driveway and like a zombie slowly walked into the house. Steve was waiting for her in the kitchen, an excited look on his face.

"Have you seen these," he said throwing three magazines on the table.

Beth just nodded feeling nothing. There was no desire to yell at him or to hit him. She felt empty inside. Beth looked over at the magazines. In addition to Anal Encounters, there were two others. She was on the cover of another riding Steve's cock. The last cover was a collage of different people and She saw herself kissing his massive cock in the upper corner. The contact point between her lips and his cock head were covered by a black dot and the picture bore the caption, A Cock You Gotta See to Believe.

Beth looked through the magazines while Steve walked out into the living room to change for work. As she leafed through the pictures, she felt herself becoming aroused. The photographs of her and Steve were awesome. There was one where she had the photographers dick in her mouth and her eyes were half closed as she swallowed it wantonly. The picture didn't resemble the Beth she knew from the mirror. The woman in the picture was the most beautiful, sensual woman she had ever seen. The emptiness inside her was being replaced by one emotion, lust.

Beth started rubbing her pussy through her slacks as she looked at the pictures. Hundreds of men were probably looking at her body right this minute, all stroking a wide variety of cocks, all wishing that they were Steve. She could see him naked in the living room. His fantastic penis was half erect and it seemed to radiate power, calling to her. They should make it illegal to cover that thing, she thought as he was pulling on his shorts.

Steve, come fuck me now," she screamed.

"Can't," he said walking back into the kitchen dressed and ready for work. "I'm running late."

Beth didn't give him much time to react. She was on her knees, with his cock in her mouth before he had even realized his zipper was down. It quickly swelled to full erection under her now expert ministrations and he let her worship it for about five minutes before pulling it out of her mouth.

"Meet me at the bar around nine," he said looking at the crestfallen Beth. "We'll fuck all night when we get home." Steve stuffed his cock into his shorts, knowing that once it was hard, it stayed hard until he came. It was going to be a long night, he thought, but at least his tips would be bigger.

Beth remained on her knees staring in disbelief at the empty doorway, fully believing he'd come back until she heard his bike start up and drive away.

**********

Beth opened her bedroom drawer and she looked at her old baggy sweaters and tops. She removed them, revealing her newer sexier outfits, hidden underneath.

Beth then stripped, noticing how soaked her panties were. The magazine pictures had her hornier then she had ever been and she didn't think she could wait for Steve to get off work. She wished he could give her a quickie out behind the bar tonight. It was probably the only time she had ever regretted his amazing stamina.

She leafed through her clothes and settled on a tight halter top and a short black skirt. She pulled on a black thong, but decided against a bra. She could see the large outline of her aureola through the thin material of her top. Her bare flat stomach was now a perfect light brown color, matching her hair and the rest of her body. Her ass cheeks were the same color from being bare all the time in her bikini as she rode on the back of Steve's bike. Her tan was almost universal now, her crotch and a small area around her nipples being the only white spots left on her entire body.

She ran her hand down her belly, resisting the temptation to continue on under her skirt. Steve could take care of that problem later. She smiled at the beautiful woman in the mirror and almost laughed at the foolish girl she had been just a month ago. She had been as white as a ghost and hadn't even been able to look at herself in a mirror, being ashamed of her voluptuous figure. Now, Beth realized, her entire body was designed to please men, from her face to her ass and she was a fool to try to deny them that pleasure. David would never be able to satisfy her and within days after Steve was gone, she would be on the prowl for some new cock to fulfill her needs. Beth twirled around, watching the skirt fly up, revealing her lower butt cheeks and then she left the room heading for her car and Steve.

**********

The cold night air had caused her nipples to pop out. Her entire areola were swollen and straining at her top. They were so hard, they got a little swore rubbing against the material of her top. The club was crowded that night and it almost fell completely silent when Beth entered the room. Without even realizing it, she thrust out her breasts and wiggled her ass a little more, as she crossed the room towards Steve. Every male eye was upon her and some she thought seemed to recognize her. She was afraid they recognized her from the porn magazines and she shrugged it off to her imagination until she noticed the same men staring in awe at Steve behind the bar. Yeah, they knew who she was alright.

Beth sat down at the bar and crossed her legs, showing off just a hint of her panties to people at nearby tables. Steve set a strong drink in front of her and he kept it filled, though he was too busy to stay and talk with her. He wasn't too busy to scare off all the horny men though. Every time she saw one approaching her, Steve would be there to scare him away. She began to wish he would let her flirt a little just so that she could have someone to talk too.

She finished her drink and Steve set a fresh one in front of her before getting busy with a bunch of drink orders. Beth was idly twirling her swizzle stick around in her drink when she heard a deep masculine voice behind her.

"You here alone, Miss."

She looked down the bar. Steve was busy and not paying any attention to her. She put on her most dazzling smile and turned to face the man. She found herself staring at a white t-shirt covering an incredibly muscular torso. She looked up to see a very handsome black face smiling down at her.

"Y-yes I'm alone," she stuttered. "I mean no, I'm waiting for the bartender."

"Well, I'm sure he won't mind if keep you company until he's off," he replied sitting down beside her.

They struck up a conversation and Beth found it difficult to concentrate as she stared at the black giant. His physical presence was so powerful that she wanted to surrender her body to him right then and there.The only other man who had affected her that way before was Steve and the similarities between the two were amazing. Duane, the black man, was a loner just like Steve. He wandered about the country on his motorcycle, never staying in one place for long. Beth just listened raptly to him, wandering what his cock looked like. She had developed a fascination with black cocks ever since seeing the one in David's porno movie. She had thought that cock big at the time until encountering Steve's in real life. She was so focused on Duane she didn't even notice Steve fill up their drinks, nor did she notice the angry look he flashed both her and the black man. Duane excused himself to go to the bathroom and Steve was immediately in front of her.

"That black guy bothering you," he said gruffly.

"No, Steve," she said a little flustered. "He's just keeping me company until your off, that's all."

"Well just make sure he keeps his dirty black hands off you."

"Don't worry," she said a little confused. She had never known Steve as a bigot. In fact, he seemed to consider himself superior to all other men, whites and blacks.

"On second thought," he said, an evil grin on his face. "I want you to mess with him."

"What!" she said her eyes growing wide.

"Flirt with him, make him hard. Grab his dick," he explained. "No sex, your body belongs to me this week. I want you to make him so fucking horny his balls hurt. I want to see the look in his eyes when he sees me leaving with you, knowing it's my cock that's about to be buried in your pussy."

"I d-don't think I can," Beth said shaking her head, which quickly changed to a nod of agreement at the cold look of fury on his face.

Steve left the minute Duane returned. They talked a little while before a nervous Beth reached over and set her hand on top of his thigh much to his delight. He replied by putting one big callused hand on her knee and squeezing it while looking down the bar at Steve to make sure he wasn't paying attention. She grew a little bolder and began sliding her hand up towards his crotch, expecting to come into contact with a humongous black cock at any second. She was somewhat confused when her hand didn't encounter anything and she continued on up to his crotch while he just stared into her eyes, a smug look on his face. She encountered the thick stem between his legs and her eyes widened in awe as she realized his cock ran down his other pant leg. His cock had to be almost as big as Steve's and she felt it throbbing all the way through his pants. Duane let her run her hands up and down his cock a few times before asking her to dance. She nodded and he led her out to the crowded dance floor.

Duane was an excellent dancer and as they were out of sight of Steve, she found herself getting a little carried away. She flipped her skirt up, flashing Duane her bare ass and jumped away from him when he grabbed her cheeks with his big hands. She wagged her finger at him saying he was naughty and she backed her ass up into his crotch, feeling him grind his cock against her. Then she spun around and held him rubbing their crotches together. The beat was rhythmic and sexual and she found herself wishing her pussy was full of some big black dick at the moment. The set ended and they returned to the bar sweaty and breathing heavy from the dancing and their arousal.

Beth downed her drink and excused herself to go to the bathroom. She was drunk, horny, and she had to pee really bad so she spent a few minutes in the bathroom. When she had finished and freshened up her make up, she left the bathroom.

Beth was walking by a partially opened broom closet when a strong pair of hands grabbed her and pulled her inside. She struggled at first until he flipped the light on revealing Duane making shushing motions with his finger and lips. His hands were quickly all over her body.

"Duane, I can't be in here with you," she said moaning as he tweaked her nipples through her halter top.

"Come on Beth," he said while kissing all over her face. "You gotta let me fuck you. I've never been this turned on in my life."

"I can't cheat," she said without realizing that her hand was unconsciously stroking his cock through his pants. "That big guy behind the bar is my boyfriend and he's a little overprotective," she explained still rubbing his cock through his pants.

"He didn't seem to mind you messing with me though," said Duane as he ran his big black hands under her halter top and flicked it up, freeing her bare breasts.

"He said I could tease you," she explained moaning as he bent over and took one of her large nipples into his mouth. "I could grab you, but not have sex with you."

Duane didn't respond, he just continued to lick around her nipples and he gently bit them from time to time. Beth could never remember being so horny. First, the magazine pictures had gotten her all worked up, and then Steve had left her hanging this afternoon. Now, being trapped in a closet with a well hung black guy had her dripping with excitement. She even found his sweaty smell to be sexually stimulating. Duane stood up and began unbuttoning his jeans, a smug, self-assured expression on his face the whole time.

"Wh..what are you doing?" she asked nervously.

He dropped his jeans and then bent over to pull down his underwear freeing a cock as equally impressive as Steve's. It was about an inch smaller but was about half againt as thick.

"He said you could grab," Duane answered her, putting her hand on his cock. "So grab."

Beth began running her hands along his throbbing ebony shaft feeling it jump at her touch. A nasty thought occurred to her. Steve had said she could touch him. Wasn't jerking him off, just touching him? Beth gave him a quick kiss and said, "Let me jack you off."

She saw Duane give a little nod and Beth fished around in her purse for a minute until she located a small tube of hand moisturizer. She kneeled down and covered both hands in moisturizer until they were well lubricated. Beth knew from experience that it would take a lot of lubrication and she emptied the bottle in her hands. Beth looked up at his cock and froze. The narrow confines of the janitors closet had it swaying before her eyes, less then a foot away. It was simply the most beautiful thing she had ever seen. The black cock in David's video had a light colored head but, Duane's was a dark black all the way through. His balls were bigger then Steve's and they hung down further. The head was a lot bigger then Steve's, as was his urethra which was oozing pre-cum.

Without thinking, Beth leaned forward and planted her ritual kiss of submission on the head feeling it jerk up at the touch of her lips. She kept her lips poised about an inch away from the head, his musky smell filling her nostrils. She wanted nothing more then to swallow it whole but Steve had forbidden her. Beth figured one taste couldn't hurt, and her tongue flicked out and licked the pre-cum off his head. It tasted salty and the amount was almost as much as her husband's entire orgasm.

Duane wasn't moving his body at all. but she could swear that his cock was straining to find its way past her lips. Beth came to her senses and backed up a little. She brought both her hands up and began rubbing moisturizer all over his cock feeling how hard he was. Beth developed a a pattern of stroking and soon found herself becoming mesmerized like she had the first time she had stroked off Steve. She had fantasized she was blowing Steve, then getting fucked by him, and then his cock had turned black and he had penetrated her ass, just like the stud in the video. Now all her visions were of black cocks and she decided that if Duane was going to be in town after Steve left, she would be fucking him the minute Steve was gone. This cheered her up thinking that she had just discovered a new source of orgasms and semen to satisfy her once Steve was gone.

Speaking of semen, the taste of his pre-cum was still on her lips and she wished she could have more. His cock was swelling up now meaning he was approaching orgasm. The big pee slit was opening and closing with her strokes. Then an alarming thought hit her. Big cock, big balls, big pee slit, it all meant that this guy was about to shower her with a tremendous amount of cum and Steve had forbidden her from letting him cum. He'd kill her if she walked out into the bar covered with a black man's sperm. Beth had gone a little too far and she didn't really have much choice. She would have to swallow the evidence.

"You white slut," Duane said watching her swallow his entire cock into her mouth. "Where did you learn to do that?"

"Around," she said when she came up for air.

Beth got into her pattern of deep throating him and licking around the head while she caught her breath. Her skills quickly had him ready to explode and she felt him start to explode when she had his entire cock buried down her throat. The overly large head of his cock had swollen so big that she found it hard to suppress her gag reflex. Beth felt the ridge of his cock head scrap along her throat as she quickly slid it out so that just the head was in her mouth. Where Steve always came in several large wads, Duane just constantly hosed out sperm. She could feel it spraying her esophagus and then the sides of her throat as she slid it out into her mouth. His hot cum poured into her mouth and she let it fill up at least three times before swallowing. Beth had described swallowing David's load as an appetizer and Steve's as a main course. Duane's was a seven course dinner and Beth was proud when she swallowed every drop.

"Oh my god," said Duane as his legs went weak and he caught himself against the wall to keep from slumping down. "You've got to let me fuck you," he said pulling her to her feet and rubbing his long wet cock along her bare belly and across her belly button.

"In a week," she said panting with desire. "My boyfriends gone within a week."

"Sorry, but so am I," he said sadly.

"Oh." the smile on Beth's face fell and she sadly wondered where she was going to find another cock like Steve's or Duane's to satisfy her in a week.

Duane opened the door and looked around, "Coasts clear," he said and he slipped out the door.

Beth fixed her clothing and wiped off her hands on a dirty rag in the closet, following him out the door. He had disappeared and she returned to her bar seat and an angry looking Steve.

"Where the hell have you been?" he demanded. "Just out dancing," she lied.

"Where's your black boy?" he asked.

"I guess he left." she replied trying to keep the disappointment out of her voice.

"You leave him all high and dry like I told you?"

"Yes Steve," she lied again.

"Good," he said laughing. "I'm getting off in an hour. Why don't you run home and be waiting for me in my brother's bed.

"Yes Steve," she said jumping up. She needed to get fucked and she didn't think she could wait another hour.

Beth needed to use the bathroom again before she left and she glanced at the broom closet as she entered the ladies room. Beth relieved herself and stopped off to check her make up. She gasped when she saw how swollen her cheeks were. Beth looked down her body and gasped again when she saw a line of dried semen running down her stomach and across her belly button looking like a snail had crawled across her belly leaving a trail behind it. Thank god the bar must have been too dark for Steve to see her cheeks and belly. Beth quickly poured warm water into her hands and wiped off the semen on her stomach.

Beth quickly left the building and made her way to her car. She couldn't wait to have Steve's cock buried in her vagina. The days events had gotten her so worked up that she was so horny it actually hurt. Her need for sex was so bad that she almost regretted her introduction to good sex. Almost.

The club had been packed when Beth arrived and she had been forced to park in a dark corner of the lot far from the building. The club had emptied out quickly leaving her car alone except for a motorcycle parked nearby. Beth had taken her keys out of her purse and was reaching for the door when she was grabbed from behind. A strong arm held her tight and a big beefy hand covered her mouth immobilizing her. Beth struggled in fear until she realized the futility of it and calmed herself. She stood still feeling her heart beating in her chest until her attacker spun her around revealing himself to be Duane.

"Duane, what the hell are you doing?" she asked.

"Beth," he said frantically. "You've got to let me fuck you." He lifted her up onto the hood of her car and yanked her thong off from under her skirt, setting it beside her on the hood. His pants were already around his ankles and his cock was rock hard again.

"No!" she said firmly, covering up the entrance to her pussy with her hands. "I can't let you fuck me, my boyfriend will find out."

"Damn it Beth," he protested. "Then you've got to blow me again. No woman has ever swallowed me whole. "

"I can't Duane," she replied. "Your big cock stretched my cheeks out so much, that I almost got caught."

"Aaagh," Duane cried in frustration. "Then let me look at you while I jack off."

Beth nodded yes. She really wanted to see the what the cum looked like flying out from his cock. "Just promise that you won't cum on me." "I promise," he said before spitting into his hand and then he started running it up and down his long black shaft.

"Show me your tits," he demanded.

Beth lifted up her top and stretched out the elastic around her large breasts and let it snap back above them so that her breasts were free.

"Spread your lips so that I can see your insides," he ordered, stroking his cock rapidly.

Beth's skirt was around her waist and she could feel the cold metal of the car hood on her ass causing her to shiver as she spread her legs wide for Duane. Beth reached down and held her pussy open for him. Beth looked down at her spred pussy and then back up at Duane, he seemed closer. She wasn't sure whether Duane just kept moving closer or if she was sliding forwards to get closer to his cock. The next thing she knew, she was staring in awe at his big black dick as he stroked it just inches from her open pussy. Duane thrust his cock through his hand and the big head touched her labia for a brief second causing her to practically jump into the air with desire. She felt every nerve ending in her pussy screaming for sex at his touch. Her hands were shaking and sweat broke out on her forehead as she tried to resist her need to orgasm. Beth tried slipping her finger into her pussy but it was no use. A big orgasm was lurking beneath the surface of her body and it needed more then her finger to bring it out.

'Duane, you can rub your cock along my slit," she said. "but don't put it in me." Duane eagerly complied and they both groaned as he began rubbing his dick along her pussy. It felt great but did nothing to help along her orgasm and she whimpered in frustration.

"Poor Beth," he remarked. "Why don't you let me push my head in a little? That should help."

"Ok," she said, "but just a little."

Duane pushed down on his cock and watched about half of the fat head disappear inside her.

Beth sighed and clawed futilely at the hood of her car when he entered her. Duane just obediently moved part of his head in and out of her. Beth felt that she would be able to cum with just a little more inside her. "Go ahead and push the rest of the head in." Beth felt her impending orgasm move up into her abdomen and it lingered there teasing her. Beth smiled up at Duane thinking about how nice he was. Steve wouldn't have taken no for an answer and Duane was just politely complying with her wishes. She should reward him. "You can push about half your cock in but don't cum in me," she reminded him.

Duane grinned down at her and began slamming about half his cock in and out of her. He noticed her body was responding to his thrusts, her hips rising up to meet his cock every time he pushed it in.

Beth couldn't stand it any more. Her orgasm felt like a caged animal, trying to latch onto his cock with each thrust, hoping to escape her body. Beth opened her mouth to tell the handsome black man to bury his cock in her pussy, but Duane seemed to be anticipating her request and slammed all 11" into her before she could get out a word. His massive black cock stretched her out further then she had ever been and she felt her long awaited orgasm explode from her body. She screamed in pleasure and just kept screaming as he continued to fuck her.

Duane became alarmed at her cries of pleasure and seeing some people leaving the bar, he shoved her panties into her mouth. She clamped her mouth down and the panties helped to muffle her screams. He continued to slam her hard against the hood, watching her body writhe in pleasure as she flung her head back and forth in disbelief at the intensity of her orgasms. He could feel his cock grow even bigger and he said, "Here it comes baby."

Beth's eyes widened in fear and she yanked the thong out of her mouth and screamed, "Pull out, pull out."

The look on Duanes face was purely predatory as he made like he was pulling out, only to slam his entire cock into her pussy. "Nooo," shouted Beth as she felt his cock jerk in her pussy and it began spraying it's large load of sperm. He held it buried in her pussy and it leaped uncontrollably as it sprayed her pussy with his semen. The powerful jet of semen just kept spraying the sensitive area around her cervix, triggering her to have one constant orgasm that lasted as long as his. Beth passed out as she felt his cum trickling out of her pussy around his cock.

She awoke a few minutes later to the sound of his motorcycle taking off and found herself lying length ways along the car hood still practically naked. Her breasts ached a little and her ass was sitting in a large pool of sperm. She'd have to run home really fast to clean his mess up. Beth jumped off the car and licked her lips tasting his cum and her own juices on them. That bastard must have used my mouth to clean his dick off, she thought in disgust. For a brief second she felt ashamed at what she had become but just as quickly shrugged it off as it simply felt too good to regret.

Beth looked around for her thong but it was gone and in a daze she stumbled into her car. Beth looked at her face in the mirror seeing the dried sperm on her lips and she made sure she licked it all off before starting the engine. Beth's aching nipples demanded attention and glancing down she saw that she had forgotten to pull her halter top back down over her breasts. For some reason, it had been pulled down to her nipples so that it looked like her nipples were holding her top up. Both nipples were fully erect and swollen from where he had apparently bitten them after she had passed out. A little angry, Beth was lifting up the top to stretch it out over her breasts when she saw something that almost made her faint again, this time with fear. Duane had left two big hickies just above her nipples.

"Oh my god," she said out loud, thinking about what she was going to do. On the verge of panicking, Beth calmed down, reminding herself that she was a strong, intelligent woman. She brightened up a little when she realized that she might be able to use make up to cover the hickies. Hopefully she had enough time to clean up and try to cover up the evidence of her infidelity to her husband's brother. Beth put the car in drive and saw Steve walk out of the bar and head around back towards his motorcycle. An hour had passed and Duane had fucked her for almost the whole time! She slammed on the gas and squealed out of the parking lot. She would have only a few minutes until Steve got home.

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