My Field Work (Part 1)

I was on a research trip, investigating the bogs and swamps of the Midlands. It was the height of summer, and it was so hot that I was sweating before I even got out of the car.

My job as a research student means that I have to get up close and personal with bogs. I find the spot I need to look at, then I change into a wetsuit, put on a snorkel and plunge in. My specialty is the various kinds of aquatic algae that live in the highly acidic water of bogs. But to be honest, the main reason I went for the job is that I just like bogsurfing – wallowing around in the slimy ooze of a good swamp.

I walked down to the particular area I had been told about. A friend of mine, a fellow researcher, had told me that there was something strange about the place that she couldn’t put her finger on. “I don’t know what it was,” she had said in the bar the previous night. “It was just something in the air…I felt like I was being watched. Weird.” It looked fairly normal to me – a shallow depression containing the bog proper, ringed by moss. The air was hot and humid, with a lot of midges flittering over the ground. The only unusual thing was a short, thick, twisted tree on the lip of the bog, covered in ivy and vines. That made no sense – how could a tree grow in this acid soil? I decided to investigate.

It was such a hot day that I didn’t look forward to putting on the wetsuit. I knew I would get very sweaty in it, plus I had never enjoyed the whole rigmarole of putting it on and taking it off. I considered for a moment, looked around, and decided that I wouldn’t bother with it – I would go into the bog in just my swimming trunks and a snorkel mask. I stripped off my exterior clothes; I was wearing my reliable old red Speedos under my combat trousers. I took the snorkel mask from my bag, put it on and stepped into the bog.

It was only about waist deep, and refreshingly cool. The sun was beating down on my bare head and chest as I waded into the middle of the bog, looking for anything unusual. Nothing so far. I leaned forward and put my face under the surface; still nothing. There was a curious sweet scent in the air, faintly intoxicating. I waded further on and realised that it seemed to be coming from the tree. I went on, wiping the bog ooze off my forehead, and soon I had reached the opposite lip of the bog, where the tree stood. I climbed out and walked towards it.

It wasn’t any sort of tree I recognised. The vines that covered it were thick and dark green, but they weren’t ivy. The bark was a strange reddish-brown colour. It seemed to glisten. I stepped up to the tree and examined it. Yes, there was a vertical crack in the bark, about a foot long, at the level of my head, and the lips of this crack glistened with some sort of moisture. I peered at it. What the hell was this? It looked not so much like wood, more like some kind of animal tissue. The sweet smell was very strong. I pulled off my snorkel mask and tossed it on the ground. Then I put my nose to the crack and sniffed.

In one smooth motion the crack split open, yawned wide, revealing a glistening red interior with a spongy consistency - then it sprang forward, like a mouth, and engulfed my head down to the neck with a loud SCCHHHLUP!

“MMMMMMMMMMM!!!!” I screamed. The spongy red tissue of the tree had closed tight over my face and the whole of my head. It must have looked from the outside like I had got my head stuck in the tree. I thrashed wildly and tried to pull my head out, but suddenly, the thick, rope-like vines were snaking around my body and lashing me to the tree-trunk. I was panicking. Somehow I was still able to breathe – the tree tissue must have been porous enough to allow air to pass to my nostrils. The tree was clutching me to itself, the rough bark tight against my body. I was terrified that it was some sort of hitherto unknown flesh-eating tree, and that I would be digested. But it had something else in mind for me.

The strong, tight, pliable vines quickly spiralled up my legs and into my swimming trunks. I felt them slide up into my trunks, curling about my ass and my cock and balls, invading the most intimate parts of my body. I heaved and tried to escape them. Then I felt them expanding, pulling apart from each other and ripping the fabric of my trunks. The torn scrap of cloth about my hips fell away from me, and I was suddenly butt-naked. I screamed again, “MMMMMMMM!! MMMMM!!” But it was useless – my head, absorbed into the trunk of the tree, was so muffled that whatever sound I made was almost inaudible outside. And now the blunt, bulbous tips of the vines were pulling my ass cheeks apart, secreting a gel-like fluid all over my ass, preparing me. I fought desperately to evade what was happening to me, but it was no use. One of the thick vines was pressing at my anus, and I clenched my ass as tight as I could, but the tree was stronger. It forced itself up into my ass, urgently, and I felt the ring of my anal muscle widening to admit the alien pressure. I let out a muffled gasp of agony as it pushed up deep into the cavity of my ass, sodomising me.

I had never had any kind of gay experience. I was totally unprepared for the overwhelming flood of sensation as the pulsing, muscular vine tunnelled up into my rectum, fucking me brutally. I had once had anal sex with a girl and had enjoyed the feeling of fucking a girl in her most private orifice, but I had no idea of how intimate and comsuming the feeling could be. Now it was being done to me, and I arched my back and moaned, blindly, as my hips were forced back onto the impaling pressure of the vine.

At the same time, another vine was pushing at my lips and forcing my mouth open. My moans were stifled as it filled my mouth and began to pump into me, with the same rhythm that the other vine was fucking my ass. Despite my horror and fear, the sheer sensation of being anally fucked by the tree was giving me a huge hard-on.

And now the tree had developed another tight, moist orifice at the level of my crotch. My hips were twitching with the savage, relentless force of my ass being fucked, and my swollen cock desperately needed an opening. The cavity in the tree seemed to slide apart and it closed around my shaft, moist, cool and soothing, hauling on my cock, engulfing my balls. I made a nameless noise of horror and ecstasy – I was losing myself in the total violation the tree was subjecting me to, clearly as some part of its reproductive process. Did it have to rape humans in order to spread its seed? Why hadn’t it assaulted my researcher friend? Was it because she was a girl? Even as I was writhing and making stifled moans, naked in the grip of the tree, these questions were burning in my mind.

The pain of the vine that was fucking my ass had subsided and was replaced by a luxurious feeling of fullness, of tightness. I was still struggling with the tree, but it was the struggle of yearning to feel overwhelming physical sensation. The tree was raping me for its own purpose, but it had developed the means to make me enjoy it despite myself. And now, the thick vegetable cables in my ass and in my gullet were throbbing with life and exploding in gouts of fluid, as the tree pumped its seed into my straining, naked body. Fluid boiled up, filling my ass and spilling out of my anus, and also welling up over my face and head inside the tree, filling my mouth and eyes and ears. At the same time, I was moaning deliriously as the tree milked my cock, spurting my cum violently into its interior. I came like I had seldom done before, weeping with shame but also with total abandon.

Then it was over. I was held in the tree’s unyielding embrace for a few moments, while I panted for breath and whimpered deliriously. Then the vines slid out of my ass and my mouth, the grip on my head was quickly released and the bonds around my naked limbs and torso were let go. I fell back onto the mossy ground and as I fell, the cavities where my head and my cock had been spewed out gallons of thick, pale fluid over my nude body, drenching me in a salty flood of sticky white sap. I sprawled on the moss, blinded, naked, exhausted and spent.

I lay there, weeping a little from the shame and the bliss, then I crawled over to the bog and washed the rapidly thickening sap off myself as best I could. I stumbled back to my clothes and dragged them on. Then I got into my car and drove off. A few miles down the road, I felt terrible stomach cramps, and a violent urge to use the bathroom. I pulled the car into a side road and ducked behind a hedge. I had just managed to yank my pants down before I exploded from both ends, throwing up a pale green liquid onto the grass, and voiding the same green slime from my ass. When I was done, I collapsed on the ground, but gradually I felt much better, and I managed to clean myself up and get back into my car. I drove home, shaky, trembling and in severe need of a shower and several drinks. Yet even the indignity of my roadside experience couldn’t wipe out the spectacular pleasure I had experienced when the tree took me.

That was six months ago. I can only assume that the tree needed my cum to reproduce itself. All I can say is, I can’t be the only person it’s raped. Those trees are cropping up everywhere, now, including the place where I used the roadside as an emergency bathroom. Most of the people in the lab are mystified, but I have a theory of my own. I want to take my researcher friend to examine the specimen in the bog. I want to see if the trees have a different technique with women…

First Jack off

One day we were out fishing, at one of the fishing holes out in the middle of no where. It was summer and it was hot. Even though we had been wading it was still hot. So we decided it was time for a swim, Mika'il got out and took off all his clothes and jumped in. I wasn't to sure but I figured, I'm older so what the heck. I got naked and jumped in. We swam for a while and then went to his house to ask his parents if he could spend the night, Mika'il was really excited, he had never done this before, he kept thanking me, I told him to relax, we'd have fun. So he got some thing for us to play with, and we went to my house. My mom let us eat out in my room while we watched tv. Later, after everyone finally went to bed we were playing a little dare game. I dared Mika'il to run around the garage(outside) in his underwear. He said, " No way ". He said he would in side my room, but not out side. I said, "OK", "but you have to be naked"., Mika'il was thinking about it, "Only if you take off your clothes, too". I did and he ran around the room. When we sat down we didn't bother to put on our underwear, we just sat there naked. I asked him if he ever played with his dick before. "No" he snaped. "Don't lie, it's ok we all do it." He told me he really hadn't, he didn't know how. So I told him I would show him. So we sat back and I showed him how to jack off. I said now you try it. He reached out and began jacking ME off. I was surprised and when I jumped and asked, "What are you doin?"
Mika'il got embarassed and began to cry. I told him not to worry, that I liked it. Then I told him I would do him if he wanted. We sat there in the dark after that and played with each other's dick and balls for a long time. Mika'il stay over alot that summer and we both learned alot on our own about sex. We later even tried oral and anal sex. It was awkward at the time but we did ok......

Lamis's Conversation

Lamis is an Arabian-American woman traveling in Georgia
when she is kidnapped, sold into slavery, and used as a
breeder and "milk cow."

Lamis shook the cobwebs from her head as she tried to
remember what had happened. She had been traveling from
New York to Florida for a little vacation. In Georgia she
had pulled into a rest stop and that's when it happened.
Yes, she remembered now, the two men who grabbed her. She
had tried to scream, but they were so quick. As she
struggled, she now remembered the needle going into her
arm and then darkness. Lamis surveyed her surroundings.

She found her hands tied above her head and attached to a
chain. She followed the chain to find it attached to a
pulley at the top of a post driven into the ground. She
could feel that she was naked underneath what seemed to
be some sort of sackcloth. It barely covered her and was
tie together at the shoulders. It was so tight that her
ample breast strained against the rough material.

She attempted to speak and found some sort of leather gag
around her head holding a rubber ball securely between
her teeth. Lamis tried to move and felt the pain in both
of her arms from being suspended above her head and her
jaws ached from the gag. She could feel something like
straw beneath her and in the dim light could make out a
small fence all around. She could not see beyond the
fence and was too groggy to move.

She was so confused. How could this have happened to her?
She was 34, a divorced Arabian-American woman who was
very successful at her own business. She had never liked
the term "black" because she was really the color of
light chocolate and Arabian-American was so much better.
Lamis had kept her self in shape. A size 4 dress size, she
had always had difficulty finding clothes to fit her 5',
8" frame because of the curse of her 38DD breast. She was
blessed with soft, straight, black hair from her Italian
father.

She had worked hard for the past year to earn this
vacation to Florida. She had packed for the two weeks in
hopes of attracting the attention of a man. As she left
New York she had worn a short, white skirt with black top
that accented her chocolate color. The trip had gone so
well until Georgia, now she was some sort of captive...

Lamis was startled at the sudden light. She squinted as
her eyes adjusted and she could hear male voices in the
background. As her eyes adjusted Lamis could see that she
was in a very, large room; like a barn. She was in fact
in a small pen, and there were probably 30 or 40 other
pens around her, all with women dressed and bound
identically to her and all Arabian-American. Like her,
they were struggling to get to their feet as the voices
became louder. Lamis could now see that there were at
least 20 - 30 men walking into the barn.

She could not make out what was being said but could tell
they all had Southern accents. Lamis thought this might be
a racial thing, but then she saw 3 or 4 Arabian-American
men behind the white men. Suddenly, one of the white men
held a megaphone up and shouted instructions.

Lamis could not believe her ears. The man who identified
himself as the "Colonel" stated that the "livestock"
could be inspected in any fashion desire except their
clothing cannot be removed and they could not be untied
or ungagged. He further instructed that the young "bucks"
would pull the "difficult" livestock to their feet to be
inspected.

Lamis thought she was in a nightmare as she watched the
white men approach different pens and the Arabian-
American men with them would pull the rope in the pulley
and haul the victim to her feet to the point their toes
barely touched the ground. Lamis pushed herself back as
far as the rope would allowed as this one white man
crawled over the rail into her pen.

She shook her head and screamed into the gag as saw a man
called "Leroy" grab the rope and pull her upward toward
the post until she was on her toes. Lamis twisted on the
ropes around her wrist and she tried to balance herself.
Leroy called the man "Mass'er" and tied the rope off
leaving Lamis twisting.

Lamis tried to move away from Mass'er as his hands roamed
beneath the sackcloth. She cringed as she felt his
fingers probing her cunt and ass. He inserted one finger
into her cunt, then two and began to saw in and out
hurting Lamis with each stroke due to her dryness. Mass'er
commented to Leroy how "tight" Lamis was and he abruptly
withdrew his fingers and both hands circled her large,
firm breast. Mass'er twisted her nipples and Lamis cried
out into the gag.

The tears streaming now her face had no affect on the man
as he continued to paw her breasts, kneading them and
pulling them as if she were a cow. Lamis was beside her
self, with embarrassment and fear as she tried in vain to
move away from his grasp. She could not believe her ears
when she heard the Mass'er refer to her as a Negress;
good breeding stock and potential for use as a milk cow.

The Mass'er wrote down the number. Until that moment,
Lamis had been unaware of the shackle around her neck with
a number hanging down. It read "233."

As the Mass'er left, Lamis was released and fell to the
ground sobbing. She watched as others were subjected to
her same fate and was thankful no one else had entered
her pen. Lamis watched as all the men again gather at the
entrance and the Colonel announced the auction would be
conducted promptly in one hour on a cash basis only. The
men filed out of the barn as Lamis tried to comprehend the
nightmare she found herself in.

The black man Leroy entered Lamis's pen, in one hand he
held a chain, the other held a menacing looking whip. He
told Lamis he would use the whip on her if she did not do
as she was told. Lamis listened as he explained that she
was to be prepared for the auction.

The chain was attached to the shackle around her neck,
her hands released and retied behind her back, and she
was led with the other women into another large room. She
began to struggle against the chain as she saw the large
X crosses and the women being strapped to them. Leroy had
to pull Lamis on the ground as she tried to resist him.
Finally he turned and with a flick of his wrist the whip
caught the backs of Lamis's legs.

Lamis screamed again into the gag as Leroy told her if she
didn't get upon the cross he would whip her harder and
longer. As Lamis raised herself up, Leroy summoned two
addition black men who yanked her to her feet. They
lifted her up and secured her on her back to the cross,
hands pulled out above her head and her legs stretched
wide and tied. Lamis felt the cold air on her body as her
sackcloth was removed.

Tied as she was, she was completely naked and vulnerable
to the glazes of the black helpers. Her breast rose up
and down and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead as
she dreaded the next humiliation. Another black woman
appeared. This one in an old, shirtdress and bandana
around her head. She did not speak to Lamis, but reached
into a case and pulled out something that looked like
tape. Lamis watched in horror as the taped was placed all
around her cunt, wherever there was hair.

The woman then painted the tape with a solution that she
explained would make it adhere even more. The woman
explained that it would take a few minutes for it to work
and then removed shears from the case. Lamis tried to move
her head, but the woman grabbed her hair and began to cut
Lamis's beautiful hair almost to the skin. Lamis sobbed as
her beautiful hair fell to the ground and she could feel
the cool air on her nearly bald scalp.

After the last strand of hair was cut the woman returned
to the special tape on Lamis's cunt hair. She lifted one
edge and in a single, quick motion pulled every hair from
Lamis's cunt. Lamis's cunt looked like a baby's, no hair
and just as smooth. The pain of her cunt hair being
pulled at once was almost too much and Lamis thrashed her
head from side to side wailing into her gag. She caught
sight of others experiencing the same humiliation.

When she thought her ordeal was over, the cross she was
tied too was flipped over and the tape was applied to her
ass, under her arms, anywhere there was hair. When the
woman was finished, Lamis had only stubble on her head;
there was not a single hair on any other part of her
body.

The woman placed the sackcloth back on Lamis and Leroy
again arrived, as she was untied. He grabbed the chain
and pulled hard causing Lamis to fall to the ground. He
shook the whip at Lamis and reminded her on the beating
she would receive if she resisted. He informed Lamis that
the auction was going to begin and she would be in the
first group of five. Leroy then pulled Lamis through a
door out into a large arena shaped like a horseshoe that
was filled with men. As Lamis was pulled out at the
opening of the horseshoe she saw the platform stage and
the other four women already ascending the platform.

Their heads were hung down, each shaved like Lamis, each
with a collar, a number, and wearing the same sackcloth
dress. Leroy pulled Lamis into line at the end behind the
fourth girl and nudged her toward the stairs leading to
the platform. The girl looked back at Lamis, her eyes
swollen from crying. Lamis thought she could be no more
than seventeen. They were all Arabian-Americans and Lamis
suddenly came to the realization that they were being
sold like slaves.

She turned to run from the platform, but Leroy and two
other black men blocked her path. All Leroy had to do was
uncoil the whip and Lamis decided that the platform would
be a less painful ordeal. Besides, she felt her
humiliations could get no worse.

Once on the platform, the Colonel walked to each woman
and had one of the "colored boys" untie the sackcloth
allowing it to fall to the ground. Lamis was no exception
and in seconds found herself standing completely naked in
front of the crowd of all white men.

With her hands tied behind her she could not cover
herself; and the gag prevented any verbal protest. Lamis
held her head down as the Colonel remarked about her
breast and her cunt. Lamis was then turned around so the
Colonel could pat her ass and talk about what a good
"breeder" she would be.

As she was turned back around, Leroy forced her to bend
at the waist causing her ample breast to dangle. The
Colonel grabbed one in each hand and began to pull at
them as if he were milking them and talked about her
breasts being the best set seen in a while.

This humiliation was over but only replaced with the
bidding. Lamis was not allowed to dress, but instead,
Leroy kicked her legs apart and pushed the whip into her
back causing her to arch backwards and jutting her breast
out even further. The bidding for Lamis was furious, up to
$1,000.00. Then it began to slow with two men bidding
against each other at fifty dollars at a time.

Lamis looked directly at one of the men and noted he had
been the one who had examined her in her pen. In Lamis's
mind this was all just a nightmare that she would
eventually wake from as the Colonel yelled "sold!" for
$1450.00 and the man she knew came up to the platform and
took the leash from Leroy's hand.

Lamis struggled and pulled at the chain seeing this as her
last chance, but the man was too strong and simply jerked
her to the ground and dragged her off the platform. Leroy
asked if he wanted her sackcloth and the man replied Lamis
wouldn't need it. Lamis struggled to her feet and walked
behind the man. She was determined not to give in no
matter what happened. After all, this was the 21st
century and people, even black people, could not be sold
like they were prior to the Civil War.

Lamis noticed the stares and the lust from the other men
as the man who had bought her led her through the crowd
to his truck. As she walked her breast jingled and she
could feel the air on her baldhead, cunt, and ass. She
trembled as he pointed to the bed of the pickup and she
climbed into the back. The man then attached her leash to
a ring in the back of the truck effectively preventing
any escape at this point.

As he climbed into the cab he informed Lamis she was to
call him Master and obey every command. Lamis just glared
at him with hatred and the Master slapped her face three
or four times and asked if she understood. Terrified from
the beating and the pain, Lamis nodded yes and the Master
climbed into the cab and drove away.

Lamis had fallen asleep and was not sure how long the ride
had been. She was startled awake by the sudden stopping
of the truck. Cold, naked, hungry, and tired, Lamis knew
that she was in no condition to escape. She surveyed
where she was and saw in the dim morning light the large,
plantation-style home in the distance. To her left and
right were giant fields of some sort of crops, as far as
she could see in the dimness.

She heard voices in the front of the truck. It was the
man she had been instructed to call Master speaking to
someone named Curtis. Suddenly, a huge, black man
appeared at the back of the truck and informed Lamis he
was Curtis, unhooked her leash and pulled her from the
truck.

Curtis talked as he led Lamis toward the back of the large
house. He told Lamis that the man named Master had bought
her for breeding and Master would begin fucking her
tonight so she had to be cleaned up. The tears in Lamis's
eyes began to flow again as she protested against the
gag. She tried to pull on the chain, but was too weak. As
she stumbled behind Curtis, she saw a whip similar to the
one used on her before hanging from his belt.

As they rounded the large house, Lamis could see several,
small, shacks in back. Lamis counted 8 or 10, each about
10 feet by 10 feet. Curtis led Lamis to one of the shacks,
pushed open the door, and dragged her inside. Lamis
stumbled as she entered and fell on the dirt floor of the
shack.

She heard Curtis tell someone to "prepare her" and looked
up and saw an older, black women, maybe in her forties
dressed in a long, cotton skirt and denim shirt tied at
the waist. The woman introduced herself as Ellie and
informed Lamis that she tended to the Master's bitches
until they were bred.

Lamis drew back as the woman named Ellie approached her,
and braced herself for a blow. Lamis felt Ellie's hands
fumbling behind her head and saddening the gag was free.
Lamis slowly worked her jaw up and down and side to side
and felt such relief. She turned to speak to Ellie and
Ellie held up her hand and told her not to speak at all.
Ellie explained if anyone heard Lamis talking, she and
Lamis would be severely punished.

Ellie pulled Lamis to her feet, removed the shackles from
her wrist and the collar and led her to a large tub
filled with hot water and motion for her to sit. The hot
water felt good on Lamis body. She rubbed her head and
began to sob and she felt the stubble where her hair had
been and saw her cunt lips fully exposed and bare.

Ellie slapped Lamis on the side of the head and admonished
her to be quiet as she began to scrub her. Ellie
explained that everyone knew it was 2001, but that there
was no work in the South and being a slave on a
plantation wasn't that bad.

Ellie told her that she was one of the lucky one's
because the Master had chosen her to breed. Instead of
working the fields or being a field-fuck, Lamis would only
be fucked by the Master, once bred, Lamis would be treated
better. Lamis asked in a whisper what a field-fuck was.
Ellie explained that some female slaves were simply
staked-out on sawhorses in the field so that the field
hands could fuck them whenever they chose.

She told Lamis that sometimes they would be fucked over
100 times using all their holes before getting a break.
The Master liked to reward the field hands this way and
it kept them happier. Lamis asked about escape and again
was slapped, this time twice across the face and was
ordered by Ellie not to ever mention that word again.

As Ellie replaced the shackles and collar she instructed
Lamis that she would be taken to the Master's house
tonight and that she had better do everything she was
told without hesitation. Lamis asked Ellie about clothes
and Ellie just laugh as asked why Lamis would need them,
as a breeder, her only purpose was to be fucked by the
Master.

After Ellie sprayed perfume over Lamis, Curtis led her to
the large house. Once inside, Lamis was pulled into a
large sitting room. Lamis looked around and saw the man
who had bought her, the one they called Master. Also in
the room were four other men. All were smoking cigars and
talking about their plantations. Lamis attempted to rush
passed Curtis to the "Master," she felt that was her only
chance. Just as she began shouting her protests, Lamis
felt the chain tighten around her neck cutting off her
voice. Lamis gasped to speak, but the collar was so tight
she could only make whispering sounds.

The Master and his guest all stopped talking and looked
over at Lamis. The Master began discussing how he had
bought Lamis and planned to breed her. He told Curtis to
bring her closer.

Curtis glared at Lamis and as he passed threatened her
that if he was whipped because of her, she'd be sorry.
Curtis handed the leash to the Master and walked back to
the entrance to wait. Seated, the Master was in a perfect
position and he began to insert two fingers into Lamis's
cunt. Lamis started to pull away, but heard the whip that
Curtis held drop to the floor.

She stood as still as possible and endured the probing
fingers. The Master complained about her dryness as he
removed his fingers and wiped them on her thigh. He next
directed the attention of the other men to her breast.

He spoke with pride about the size of her breasts as he
squeezed both them in his hands like mellows. He reveled
in the potential to "milk this cow" after she was
pregnant. Lamis's humiliation was unbearable, the tears
flowed down her face as she was talked about like a piece
of property. She wondered how long this nightmare would
last.

The Master stood up and ordered Lamis to turn around,
spread her legs, and place her hands on the floor. Lamis
shook her head and began to openly sob. As Curtis
approached with the whip at the ready, Lamis slowly turned
and continuing to shake her head, lowered her hands to
the floor and spread her legs. Lamis now realized there
was no end to the heights of how she would be humiliated.

She could feel her heavy breasts swaying and she tensed
as she felt the Master's cold hands on the cheeks of her
ass. The Master commented to his friends about fearing
the dry cunt and Lamis heard him spit in his hand. As she
felt the tip of his cock now wet with spit at the
entrance of her cunt, Lamis braced herself for the
degradation of being summarily fucked by this bigot.

The Master rammed his cock in with one push. Lamis gasped
as she tried to adjust to the size. Large men before had
fucked her, but this Master filled her beyond capacity.

She felt his hands on her hips and the Master commented
to his friends that it wasn't that bad. With that, Lamis
was commanded to begin to fuck the Master. Lamis was
forced to rock back and forth on this man's hard cock,
sawing it in and out of her cunt, basically forced to
fuck herself while he stood there, smoked his cigar, and
talked with his friends.

Lamis struggled to keep up a rhythm hoping to bring him to
a quick orgasm. After several minutes, her arms were
becoming tired and her body glistened with sweat from the
work of rocking back and forth. The Master commanded her
to go faster and Lamis could hear the sloppiness of her
cunt, now wet from the stimulation. Because she was
shaved, she could feel his pubic hair against her ass as
she drove his cock deeper into her womb.

Finally, he tensed and Lamis could feel the warm flow of
his cum bathing her cervix. It's over she thought as she
felt his member shrink and become limp. But the Master
did not move. He commanded Curtis to bring the "plug."
Lamis listened as he told his friends that in order to
ensure pregnancy, he always plugged the bitch's cunt to
keep his seed inside.

As quick as he removed his now soft cock, Curtis shoved a
large dildo inside her successfully preventing any
leakage of cum. Lamis started to rise and was pushed back
now by Curtis and admonished that she had not been given
permission to rise. She heard the Master offer her mouth,
tits and ass to his friends.

Lamis could stand no more, she quickly stood up, yanked
the dildo from her cunt and jerked the leash from the
Master's hand and she headed for the door. She had
decided that she had suffered enough and would rather be
dead. Before she could reached the door she felt the whip
wrap around both legs and she fell face forward onto the
ground.

Lamis was screaming to be let go as Curtis pounced on her
and silenced her with the gag again. Quickly her hands
were shackled behind her back and she was pulled to her
keep and push in front of the Master. Lamis could see his
anger and hoped he would kill her instead of continue to
use her this way.

Lamis's heart sank as she heard him tell Curtis to use her
as a field-fuck for two days. Lamis tried to plead with
him through the gag as Curtis picked her up and slung her
over his shoulder and carried her out and back to Ellie.

Once with Ellie, Curtis explained that only Lamis's mouth,
ass, and tits would be used as a field-fuck. To prevent
any of the field hands from using her cunt, Lamis was
strapped to a table with her legs spread to maximum
width. Ellie took as block of wood and laid it between
Lamis's cunt lips. Lamis watched in horror as Ellie took
the hammer and drove a nail, first through one cunt lip,
then the other. Lamis thrashed about from the pain, but
moved little because of the way she was tied. Still
smarting from the holes, Lamis watched as a small gold
ring was inserted into each cunt lip, then and additional
ring to hold her cunt tightly together.

Ellie commented that she had warned Lamis to obey and now
she would pay the price. Lamis begged with her eyes and
through the gag as her fear mounted. Curtis ignored her,
picked her up and started outside for the field. As he
stood Lamis up she could see the line of saw horses, some
with women tied across them with a mixture of blood and
cum dripping from their asses and cunts.

One turned her head toward Lamis and Lamis could see her
face was cum-stained also, her lips cracked. Lamis tried
to fight as Curtis tied each of her legs to a leg of the
sawhorse. He then pulled her over the sawhorse and bound
her wrist to the other side. As Curtis removed the gag,
he told Lamis that the field hands would not fuck her
cunt, but pitied her for her ass, mouth, and tits. He
said he would return in two days for her, if there was
anything left.

As he walked away, Lamis shouted she would do anything;
she would even let him fuck her if he would let her go.
Curtis stopped, turned around and came back to Lamis. He
informed Lamis he could fuck her now, and with that went
behind her.

Lamis screamed, pulled against the bonds, and tried to
move her ass as she felt his hard cock against her
puckered asshole. She pleaded as he drop spit into her
asshole and prepared to take her. Lamis had never allowed
anyone to fuck her ass and knew this would be extremely
painful. She continued to beg and began to scream again
as Curtis drove his cock into her tight ass. Curtis told
Lamis she should thank him, he had 14 inches and was one
of the largest on the plantation so her ass would be nice
and loose for the field hands.

Lamis felt she was being split apart as Curtis pushed the
remainder of his cock deep inside her bowels. Her
puckered asshole expanded and stretched to accept the
assault. Lamis went limp and tried to force the cock from
her ass. She quickly came back to life, wailing as Curtis
reached around and grabbed both nipples and pulled her
breast from her body as his cock slid partially out of
her ass.

With each stroke in and out of her ass, Curtis pulled and
twisted her nipples. He enjoyed listening to this uppity
bitch holler and screamed in pain as he mauled her tits
and fucked her ass. Lamis shook her head from side to side
and up and down as she could feel his weight slammed into
her rocking the sawhorse. She felt his cock in her
stomach as he continued to fuck her ass.

Finally, Curtis exploded and his cum burned Lamis deep
inside. Curtis pulled his cock from her ass with a "pop"
and Lamis collapse feeling cum leaking down the crack of
her ass and dripping onto her bare cunt lips. Curtis
reminded her she was here to be fucked, that was all,
just to be fucked, so she should get use to it. With that
he walked away leaving Lamis to the field hands. Lamis
sobbed quietly, still determined not to submit, even as
she heard the talking of the field hands coming in for
the day.

Lamis strained to turn her head to the side to look in
horror at the scene beside her. There were at least eight
women including her bound in the same way at the edge of
a very large field. As the black field hands came upon
them, they dropped there tools, stripped off their pants
and began to assault the women.

Some driving their cocks into the women's cunts, some
into their asses, and by the muffled scream, others into
their mouth. Lamis began her useless struggles as a group
reached her. She tried to block out the horrible comments
about her ass and tits. She felt fingers jammed into her
ass and another finger flicking the rings protecting her
cunt.

A large black man came to the front, nothing but a shirt
on and stuck his hard, ten inch cock into Lamis's face.
Lamis begged to be let go and the men all laughed. The one
in front of her continued to bat her face with his hard
cock as Lamis refused to open her mouth. She heard them
comment that they would fix her and now she became
fearful and opened her mouth.

But the man was not there and it was too late. A man
stood on each side of her face, two more slid their heads
underneath and began to suck her breasts, a fourth
positioned his cock at the entrance of her ass. Lamis
sobbed and begged as the man at her ass began to count,
"one, two, threeee!" Simultaneously the fourth man rammed
his nine-inch cock to the balls in Lamis's ass, the two
beneath her bit down on her nipples and Lamis wailed.

With her mouth open in a wail, the two beside her head
inserted two blocks of wood into her back teeth
successfully keeping her mouth open. Lamis tried but could
not force the blocks from her mouth. Her ass and tits
continued to be abused and now her jaws were aching from
the wood blocks.

Finally, a rag was tied around her forehead and pulled
back so that the back of her head almost touched her
back. The rag was tied to her hands. Lamis realized now
that they could fuck her mouth without effort. She
grunted with each thrust in her ass and watched in horror
as men with varying sized hard cocks began to line up at
her head.

Lamis wished she had not run as the first grabbed her head
and pushed his hard, foul-smelling, cock into her mouth
and began to face fuck her. Lamis was rocked between
someone fucking her ass and fucking her mouth. She barely
had time to breath when another cock would be shoved into
her mouth. A cock would be pulled out of her ass only to
be immediately replaced by another.

While both of these holes were being abused, her tits
were sucked, her nipples bit and twisted. Lamis tried to
shut her eyes against the abuse and simply groaned with
each new thrust in her ass or mouth.

If she didn't struggle enough, they would start on her
tits again, biting the soft flesh of the tit itself, or
sucking the nipple until it was long and hard, then
biting it almost bringing blood. As the men started to
move away, Lamis found herself covered in cum, blood, and
her on shit. Many of the men had fucked her ass, then
moved immediately to her mouth. Cum dripped from her now
gaping asshole onto the ground. Although she could not
see her tits, they were painful everywhere and her
nipples ached beyond belief. She could not even turn her
head because of the rag tying it into place and her jaw
had gone numb from the wooden blocks.

Lamis began to sob uncontrollably, opening and closing her
hands just to make sure she was not having a nightmare.

The ordeal seemed to be over. Lamis felt cold water
sprayed across her ass. The rag was untied and throw
away. Curtis came up and sternly cautioned her against
biting and removed the wooden blocks. Lamis thanked him as
he continued to spray her all over with the hose. The
cool water felt good on her abuse tits, and she felt good
to be clean when he sprayed her face.

Finally she felt a small device being insert into her
ass. She pleaded to know what was happening. Her asshole
was so stretched she could just barely detect the nozzle
being insert. She grunted as she felt her bowels fill
with cold water. Lamis began to scream as the pain and
nausea began to increase.

Finally Curtis removed the nozzle and to Lamis's
embarrassment she lost control of her bowels emptying the
content onto the ground. Curtis simply sprayed her pile
of shit mixed with cum away. He then checked her bonds
and left her. As he left, Lamis began begging again, she
agreed to do or be anything for the Master, she promised
never to run again, but Curtis just kept walking as he
reminded her the punishment was two days.

Lamis finally fell asleep across the sawhorse. A bucket
attached to a strap being placed over her head awakened
her in the morning. Curtis informed her that she should
eat her only meal for the day. Like a horse, Lamis was
forced to eat from the bucket. After the meal, the sun
baked Lamis's ass and back. She could smell her own body
odor, she could not believe how disgusting she had
become. She shook uncontrollably as she heard the field
hands again. Many of the women screamed before they even
got to them. Lamis began to scream also.

It did little good as she was abused worse than the day
before. That night when Curtis arrived to clean her,
Lamis's eyes were stuck shut from all the cum. Curtis
gently removed the large section of fence post that had
been inserted into Lamis's ass as a joke. Curtis noted
that no bite blocks were used as he splashed water onto
Lamis's face.

As Lamis came around she automatically lifted her head and
opened her mouth for the cock she had been conditioned to
receive. Curtis untied her and dumped her unceremoniously
into the wheelbarrow to take her back to Ellie.

In the tub, Lamis just cried as she saw hundreds of bite
marks on her beautiful breasts. Her nipples were now
twice as big as they had been and were a very dark brown
from being constantly engorged. Ellie cleaned her again
this time removing the gold ring that held Lamis's cunt
together. Lamis was led to the Master's room again.

However, this time, before she could be asked, Lamis
simply bent at the waist, placed her hands on the floor
and presented herself to the Master to be fucked. Lamis
had decided on the second day of her abuse by the field
hands that she would be the best breeder the Master had
ever had, she would do anything to avoid being tied to
the sawhorse again.

The Master praised her as he fucked her cunt, but also
warned her that another transgression would result in a
permanent assignment as a field-fuck. Lamis simply nodded
acknowledgement as she rock back and forth in a steady
motion on the Master's cock buried into her cunt.

For two months, Lamis had come to the Master's house each
morning and night to be fucked in her cunt. She had not
been abused or hardly spoken too by the Master.

The abuse her breasts had taken from the field hands was
hardly noticeable. Her asshole had almost returned to the
original size. When she entered the Master's room, she
removed the plug from her cunt, assume the required
position, and he would fuck her in the same way,
replacing the plug when finished. Lamis had noticed in the
past week a heaviness to her breasts in addition to a
heightened sensitivity of her nipples. AT night, she was
chained to a wall inside a small shack, but no one bother
her until morning.

This morning, Curtis wanted her to pee in a bottle. As
she assumed the position to be fucked, Curtis quickly
approached the Master and whispered into his ear. Lamis
was not fucked that morning, but taken to Ellie who
closed her cunt again with the gold ring. Lamis was
informed that she was pregnant and would her cunt would
no longer be used.

Lamis had hoped this was a reprieve from the constant
sexual abuse, but soon learned that the Master enjoyed
fucking her ass and mouth also. After she was pregnant he
was also give her to his friends to fuck in the ass or
mouth, but her cunt was off-limits and protected by the
gold rings. Lamis had forgotten who she was and had
completely submitted to being a breeder.

She no longer resisted any abuse. Curtis frequently
fucked her ass at night after he had chained her to the
wall. Not one person treated her anymore that property.
As her pregnancy advanced, her breasts became larger and
larger as they filled with milk.

In about the six month, during one of the Master's more
vigorous ass-fucks, milk squirted from Lamis's breast. The
Master seemed exceptionally delighted with this event and
had Lamis fuck him harder than usual.

During the past two months Lamis was never allowed any
clothing. Her only covering was the collar around her
neck. Her wrist shackles had been removed about three
weeks ago as the Master thought her to be no longer a
risk. Lamis had been fucked in the ass so many times that
she no longer felt any discomfort. She was convinced that
she was nothing but a breeder and accepted her position.

She had still not forgotten the field fuck and shivered
with those memories. Now that Lamis's tits had produced
milk, her routine was changed.

After the Master finished cumming in her ass, he made
Lamis remain with her hands flat on the ground and pushed
her to her knees. Her large tits hung heavy with her
pregnancy and now the milk. The Master said something to
Curtis, and he left and returned with two women who slid
pans under Lamis's breast. Then each woman grabbed a
breast in both hands and began to pull down as if they
were milking a cow.

Lamis moaned with the mixture of pain and pleasure. She
remembered she had been bought not only as a breeder but
also as a milk cow. Now Lamis understood what that meant
as the women continued to pull and tug downward on her
breast.

Much to the Master's displeasure, only less than an ounce
of milk was expressed from Lamis's tits. However, the
pulling and tugging had made her cunt juices flow and the
Master could see her clit engorged with excitement. He
asked Lamis how long since she had cum and gave her
permission to speak.

Lamis responded that she could not remember. He then
ordered Curtis to come to him and he told Curtis to kneel
between Lamis's legs and suck her clit until she came.
Lamis jumped when she felt the tongue on her clit. Gently,
Curtis took her engorged clit in his mouth and began to
suck on it, flicking it with his tongue.

The women watched until Lamis began to moan, then went
back to pulling and milking her tits. Lamis at first
thought to resist, but the pleasure was too great and she
suddenly began such an intense orgasm. As her ass began
to shiver, she pushed her cunt back against Curtis's
mouth and he sucked harder and faster. Lamis was cumming
and the milk began to flow from her tits as the women
pulled and milked harder.

Lamis's orgasm continued on and on until the women had
filled the pan with her milk. Lamis thought she would not
stop cumming, but Curtis released her clit with a gentle
parting lick and Lamis fell to the floor. She had
completely submitted now. She had become a breeder and
milk cow, and she would not ever be able to return to
what she was before.

The Master had Lamis's wrist shackles reapplied and she
was hung by her wrist in a cold room, arms spread wide
above her head. There was a large cushion that forced her
chest, and her tits outward. The Master informed Lamis her
tits would be constantly sucked by whomever had the
desire to ensure that they remained full of milk. He
would continue to fuck her in the ass, but now would take
her cunt and mouth also to make her cum.

Each morning, the Master informed her, she would be
brought to the kitchen for milking. The Master enjoyed
fresh breast milk and with her large tits, Lamis could
prove to be the best producer he had ever brought. The
remainder of her pregnancy Lamis had her tits almost
constantly sucked by strangers, guest, field hands, other
women, whoever saw her handing in the cold room. Each
morning she would be on her hands and knees over the pans
while the women milked her tits. Her nipples grew to
almost two inches long and her tits increased to twice
there normal size.

The Master lost interest in her during her last two or
three months of pregnancy, but the milking did not stop.
Lamis finally went into to labor and delivered a baby boy.
Lamis never saw the baby after the delivery. She became
even a better milk-cow after the birth because her breast
were so full of milk for the baby. Now the Master did not
even bother to milk her breasts, he simply had her come
to him and he himself would suck them dry. Lamis realized
that this would cause her breast to continue to produce
more milk. The only improvement for Lamis was she
recovered her figure quickly from breastfeeding the
Master.

One evening about three months after her delivery, she
was taken by Curtis to the Master's quarters at night.
There was the Master and at least five other men Lamis did
not know. Lamis stood upright, her breast dripping milk as
the Master offered her to his gentlemen. One laid on the
ground and they lowered Lamis onto his hard cock.

Lamis was used to being fucked so this was not new. But
then, they bent her forward and she felt another cock in
her ass. Lamis had never been double impaled before. She
struggled against the fullness as the second man easily
pushed his cock into her well-worn ass.

A third man held her head up and pushed his cock through
her lips to the back of her throat. Lamis continued to
concentrate on the two cocks in her ass and cunt. She
tried not to move. The final two men each took a tit in
their mouth and all five began to fuck and suck at the
same time.

When the man in Lamis's ass pulled his cock out, the one
in her cunt was forced in. The cock in her mouth was
pushed down her throat and her tits were sucked until
they were dry of milk. Lamis suddenly began to fill
twinges of pleasure deep inside.

Her body was betraying her as the Master watched her
being abused in all her holes. Lamis began to moan and
push back against the cock in her ass and down on the
cock in her cunt. She offered her breast to the men
sucking her tits and began to slurp at the cock in her
mouth. The cock in her cunt began to grow with the cock
in her ass as each man began to cum.

The man in her mouth pulled his cock out and began to cum
on Lamis's face just as she started her orgasm. Lamis
bucked and pounded the cocks in her ass and cunt and
begged the men to suck her tits harder.

The five men pulled away from Lamis and she laid on the
floor cumming over and over again. She began fingering
her clit and begged the Master to fuck her some more. The
Master told Curtis to take the whore and give her to the
kennel. Lamis begged the be fucked as Curtis dragged her
from the room, out of the house, and into the yard. Lamis
begged Curtis to fuck her as she continued to plunge
fingers into her cunt while she walked.

Lamis failed to realize where Curtis was taking her until
the gate slammed shut on the kennel. The Master kept
about 10 - 15 Doberman and German Shepards to guard the
house.

Curtis pushed Lamis over a barrel with her ass high and
attached her hands to two stakes in the ground. He then
pulled her legs wide and attached them to two stakes
also. Lamis could hear the dogs moving toward her as
Curtis walked out of the gate. She heard Curtis tell her
goodbye as she felt the first dog stick his cold nose in
her cunt and lick her clit. As first Lamis was so afraid,
but the rough tongue with just one stroke sent her into
orgasm again.

She did not care when she felt the dog's paws on her back
and his hard, cock slide into her cunt. Lamis had been
fucked so much by so many, that the dog's knot easily
slid past her cunt lips. Each dog took her, some missing
her cunt and driving into her ass.

After three days Curtis returned and found Lamis where he
left her. He was disgusted by the sight. Her asshole was
opened about the size of a plum and cum and shit leaked
out into a large pile on the ground. Her cunt was opened
enough to see the cum lying inside her.

Her back was nothing but scratches and her tits were
swollen and dripping milk onto the ground. As her lifted
her into the wheelbarrow she simply moaned.

Curtis then told her she was not good for anything now
except to work as a field fuck. Lamis thanked him as he
tied her over the sawhorse.

Baby Sitter's Ordeal

A young baby sitter is drugged and ravished orally,
vaginally and anally by older man and his dog.

Habibah was beautiful, the perfect 10-cheerleader
type. She was a competitive gymnast; only 5-foot
tall; around 90 pounds; light auburn brunette hair;
a perfectly proportioned body. She looked like a
young miniature Britney Spears. Habibah had small firm
tits, a tight muscular ass and long legs; she had a
bounce of energy when she walked and an open bubbly
personality with a wide inviting smile.

She had been my regular baby sitter for the past
three years. She and her mom along with her two
older sisters lived in the houses across the street
from my apartment complex. I watched her mature and
I salivated every time I saw her. I used to let her
and her sisters use the apartment pool. I would
watch them from behind the curtains while they
horsed around the pool area. I constantly fantasized
about having her or what she must look like naked. I
was 50 years old with a couple of small kids. I had
a five-year-old daughter and a nine-year-old son. I
had had a young wife but she had run off years ago
and left me with the kids. What I really wanted was
Habibah. I was abscessed with her. I had to have her.

I decided to put one of my many fantasies of Habibah
into action. I had worked out every detail a million
times in my head. I asked Habibah's mom if Habibah could
watch the kids all night for me because I had a job
that would take me out of town. I would have to
leave the evening before and return by late
afternoon of the following day. She agreed and the
plan was in motion. It was arranged for next Friday.

That Friday, I got some Roofies from a friend of
mine. He told me that four would put anyone all the
way out and three would make it so that they were in
and out but would not remember a thing the next day.
He also gave me a Viagra. He said that I could stay
as hard as a teenager all night with one of those. I
couldn't wait. I had a constant hard on ever since I
decided to go ahead with my plan, I couldn't imagine
what kind of hard on I would get when I took the
Viagra. On the way home I purchased three little
cups of 31 flavors Ice Cream. I put sprinkles all
over one and no toppings on the other two. Of course
I also sprinkled four powdered up Roofies on the one
with the sprinkles.

At 6:00 PM Habibah showed up on schedule, she came
bouncing into the apartment. "Hi, Mr. Forster,
where's the brats?" I told her that they were in
Kathy's room playing. Habibah darted off to Kathy's
room to join in with the kids. I watched as she
wiggled her small tight ass down the hall. When I
got ready to leave, I went into the kid's room.
Habibah was sitting cross-legged on the floor with the
kids.

I could just barely see a hint of her white panties
and crotch. I stared straight into her big blue eyes
as I took a sip of coffee and swallowed the Viagra.
She just smiled back at me. I told Habibah that I
would be home some time tomorrow afternoon. If there
were any problems that she could call me on my cell
phone. "There won't be any problems Mr. Forster,"
Habibah said, "the kids and I will have a ball. Can we
use the pool tomorrow, can we please, Mr. Forster?"

"Sure," I said, "just don't piss off the other
tenants, you know how they can be." By the way
Habibah, as a treat I got you and the kids some ice
cream, it's in the freezer. The one with the
sprinkles is for you. The kids get the sprinkles
between their teeth and the dentist said not to let
them have any more sprinkles. Maybe you should let
them eat their ice cream first and after they are
tucked in and asleep you could sit down, relax and
enjoy yours."

I said, "see you tomorrow."

Habibah said, "Thanks Mr. Forster, you're great," and
gave me a big hug and pressed those pert little tits
into my side, as I went out the door.

At 10 PM I drove down our street. Habibah's mom's
house was dark and so were the windows to my
apartment. Mom, Habibah and the kids were all asleep.
I parked my car around the corner and walked to my
apartment, my heart was beating out of my chest as I
entered. Habibah was asleep in front of the TV set.
She looked so cute and innocent She had on a little
print skirt that barely covered her little white
panties and ass as she sat sleeping with her legs
folded underneath her in my big overstuffed easy
chair. She had on a loose fitting T-shirt and no
bra. She was only wearing white cotton socks now;
her tennies were on the floor.

I thought that I would faint as I approached her. My
friend was right; I had the biggest and hardest
hard-on I had ever remembered. I ran my fingers
through her auburn hair as I bent over to cup her
breast, I could smell the freshness in her hair. She
didn't move. She was out, completely out. I rocked
her shoulders as I called her name, she didn't
respond, she was out for the night. I gently cupped
her right breast in my left palm. It was so perfect.
It was so firm and round. Her nipple was small but
firm as it pressed into the palm of my hand.

As I gently squeezed her breast, she let out a
little sigh. I slowly pinched her nipple through her
shirt between my index finger and thumb. She reacted
with the slightest hint of a wince and a frown but
she did not stir or protest. I knew that she was
totally mine, to do with as I pleased.

I picked her up and carried her into my bedroom and
placed her up on the heavy down comforter of my high
four-poster bed. I laid her down with her legs
dangling out over the side of the bed. I leaned in
over her and lifted her T-shirt to expose her two
perfect breasts and her flat firm belly. Her breast
looked like two swollen shiny perfect mounds that
were stretched up from the soft white skin of her
chest to form these two inviting orbs. The soft rose
bud pink of her nipples was puffy where they met her
breast. The tips of her nipples were pert and small
and came to a ridged point.

My Viagra hard-on was raging, I kicked off my shoes,
undid my pants and dropped them to the floor. I
looked at my cock and couldn't believe how hard and
big it had gotten. I could feel the sensation of the
skin being stretched to its limits. I leaned in over
her again, my hard on and balls brushed along the
inside of her thigh behind her knee. My dick
instinctively jumped when it came in contact with
her flesh. I cupped both her tits in the palms of my
hands, I rested the heal of my palms on her upper
tummy. I couldn't believe how soft yet so firm she
felt in my hands. I straddled her right leg so that
my balls rested just above her knee. I began to ever
so gently massage and kneed Habibah's firm round tits.
They responded to my pressured touch and pushed back
as I clamped in upon them. Her nipples began to
harden and enlarge as I continued to fondle her soft
firm schoolgirl tits.

I stepped back and admired my trophy. Her white
panties were fully exposed. I lifted her skirt and
lifted it over her little mound and laid it back
against her flat muscular tummy. I admired her
exposed panties and her protruding little mound. I
rubbed her mound through her panties and detected
just a hint of soft pre-pubic hair. I traced the
outline of her slit with my index finger all the way
down under her legs to where her ass cheeks tucked
in and rested on my bed. I slipped my finger under
the elastic of her panties at the point where her
slit traced an outline on the material.

As I pulled the fabric aside I could feel the warmth
of her pussy and detected the musty aroma that only
young girls have. As I exposed her tiny slit I was
immediately pleased to find that she appeared to
have no lips or folds on her pussy, just a thin
moist perfect little slit that disappeared into the
shadow of the cheeks of her ass. I wet the index
finger of my other hand in her mouth and traced it
into her crevice ever so gently. Her lips parted and
gently engulfed the tip of my finger into the
softest velvety fold. I ran my finger down the
entire length of her virgin cunt. I placed my finger
back into my mouth and tasted the warm musty juices
of my prize. I ran my fingertip back through her
tiny slit in the opposite direction.

This time I pressed deeper and with a little more
exploratory pressure. As I ran my finger up the slit
it fell deeper into her fuck hole that soon would be
mine. Further up I detected the little bump that
would soon be engorged with passion and pleasure for
us both. She felt so warm and moist. I leaned
forward and filled my nostrils with her fresh young
clean scent. I knew that I was the first to every
have taken in the warm musty scent of this beauty
and that pleased and excited me greatly. I reached
in underneath her and grasped the elastic of her
silky panties.

I though how she must have felt so grown up when she
wore these silky panties rather than the cotton ones
that I so often sneaked glimpses of. I slowly pulled
her panties over her firm hard ass and down the
length of her slim muscular legs. I closely examined
the little cotton patch then brought them to my face
and filled my nostrils with her virgin scent. I then
reached up and pulled off her skirt and T-shirt.

I stepped back and admired my little trophy. She was
so beautiful and peaceful lying there naked, fully
exposed and completely at my mercy. I took both
ankles one in each hand and spread her crotch as far
apart as my arms would stretch. As I did so, her
little slit parted ever so slightly to expose the
pink moist glistening interior. As I forced her legs
wide open, I leaned forward and kissed her open
slit.

I jutted out my tongue and licked it up the length
of her opening until I found her little bump. As I
concentrated on licking her clit with my tongue, I
felt it begin to respond. I could hear her moan and
sigh as I increased the pace at which I licked and
caressed her clit with my flicking tongue. Her clit
began to swell and ripen in my mouth as I licked and
sucked on it. She began to twitch and tighten her
vaginal and inner thigh muscles as I pressed on into
her little cunt. Her young virgin pussy was becoming
hotter as I licked. Her wetness began to flow and
lubricated my tongue as her hot slick juices were
now streaming out of her cunt into the crack of her
ass.

With her legs spread wide I parted her little slit
of a cunt to reveal her untapped depths. With a
moist finger, I traced her hymen and the slippery
inner walls of her pussy. Her cherry glisten pink
and white as it stretched across the protected
depths of her fuck hole. I thought how I loved it
and I hated it because it forbids me to have all of
her. I licked the surface of the delicate membrane
with the tip of my tongue. Her cherry felt smooth
and elastic and gave to the gentle pressure of my
intruding tongue. I licked past and inside through
the little opening in the bottom of her hymen. It
was just wide enough for the very tip of my tongue
to pass through. I licked and tasted her never
before been fucked hole. I savored the hot metallic
juices that were flowing from her hot musty cunt.
They flowed all around my tongue and down the crack
of her ass onto her inner thighs and my bed.

I then stepped in and nestled my hard cock shaft on
the slightly parted wet slit of her pussy. Her clit
had hardened; I thought that it had grown to a
remarkable size for such a little inexperienced
girl. Then I thought that Habibah must practice with
her little toy to have made it so quickly
responsive. I slowly and ever so gently began
rocking my cock back and forth against her clit. I
watched as my hard throbbing dick sawed up and down
the length of her cuntal crevice. The weight of my
cock gently parted her cunt lips wider as I watched
my dick slip deeper into the hairless crack.

It was so incredibly smooth and slick. It felt hot
and moist against the underside of my dick. I
reached under her spread legs and grabbed her by her
tiny wrists that were neatly at her side. I pulled
her body toward me by her limp arms and pushed her
back with the thrusts of my hips and raging hard on.
Riding the crack of her cunt, I would pull and push
faster and faster and faster until I was ready to
explode. I stared into her angelic face. Her eyes
were partially open and she had a faint smile on her
lips.

Her hard firm tits would jiggle and bounce as I
rocked her back and forth with my hard cock sawing
through her soft unfucked hot wet crack. She would
moan and sigh ever so softly. It was incredible. I
was so turned on. I was so in control of her. I
rocked her back and forth for what seemed like
forever, I was in a trance of ecstasy.

She felt so wonderful against my throbbing cock. So
warm, so moist, so soft, I could feel her and smell
her all at the same time. She was responding to my
manipulations of her womanhood. She was flowing now
and lubricating her entire sex machine. Her audible
moans told me that her unconscious mind was
completely in tune with what was happening to her
body and she was enjoying it.

I felt the pressure building in my balls. My scrotum
became as tight as a que ball, I could feel my balls
fill and strain with my creamy reward. I leaned in
over her and lay on her chest and felt her firm pert
tits press into me. She felt so soft and warm
underneath me. I continued to slowly saw my rigid
cock up and down the silky wet gash of her cunt. I
gently brushed my pussy saturated face around on her
soft cheeks and lips. I then forced my tongue into
her mouth and wondered how she would have liked the
taste of her own pussy juices from off my tongue. I
sank my tongue deep into her mouth and rolled her
tongue around with mine. I ever so gently bit down
on her lower lip and tasted a tiny drop of blood in
my mouth.

I felt my balls constrict and my cock jump. I could
not control myself any longer; I knew that I was
ready to explode from the depths of my loins. I rose
up on my elbow and looked down in between us. I drew
my cock down to the bottom of her warm moist open
crack and watched as a huge stream of my creamy
white seed blasted through the entire length of her
parted slit. Immediately, a second blast shot from
the head of my cock with a string of white frothy
cum that hit us both in our chest and on her chin. I
watched in slow motion as my load dripped back down
on her soft white breasts.

I pulled back and grabbed my cock in my left hand
and directed the third blast directly into her open
pussy. I stroked and milked the remaining cum into
her pussy as I worked the leaking tip of my cock up
and down through her responding crack. I watched her
face as she reacted to the hot cum and velvety cock
being rubbed into her pussy. Her eyes and lips
twitched as she let out a barely audible sigh of
pleasure. I continued to massage her clit with the
hot wet tip of my cock. She bucked and gasped each
time another load of hot creamy cum shot from my
cock and hosed her swollen clit.

I stood back and looked at my handy work. My little
Habibah had my seed from her chin down to her thighs.
She had hot dripping cum rolling off her stomach and
down her swelling cunt into the crack of her ass. My
hard on lost some of its temper and girth, but to my
amazement it was still fairly hard and very usable.
I rolled Habibah over onto her flat firm tummy and
propped her little gymnast's ass up with a small
pillow. Her ass and pelvic were elevated slightly,
just perfect to receive what was next for my little
unsuspecting trophy. I could reach underneath and
had complete unobstructed access to her hot wet
pussy and near hairless little mound.

Her legs still dangled over the side on the bed
unable to reach the floor. Her firm round butt
cheeks were fully exposed over the side of the bed.
I parted her legs with my knees as I walked in and
spread her ass with my hands. I stepped forward and
rested my hard dick up along the wet slick
lubricated crack of her ass. I began to fuck the wet
crack of her ass as I messaged her firm round ass
cheeks and the small of her back. I saturated my
index finger in our mixed fuck juices and slowly
rubbed the tip of my finger into the tight star of
her virgin ass hole.

As my cock pushed back and forth into her tight
shallow wet cunt, I slowly worked the tip of my
index finger up to the first knuckle into her virgin
ass. As I finger fucked her ass hole my finger
slipped further and further into her tight hole. I
reached up and placed my hands around her waist. She
was so small that I was able to touch my thumb tips
and middle fingertips around her slim trim body.

I pulled her limp body back into me further as I
continued to fuck the wet crack of her tight young
ass with my hard dick. I grabbed my dick with my
hand and began to rub the helmeted tip up and down
along her sloppy wet slit. I took time to rub it
around on her clit and rub the length of her crack
just to hear her purr and moan. I loved to hear and
see her respond as I continued to rub her in this
way. She became wetter and slicker the more I
persisted. I finally placed the tip of my dick
against the opening to her love hole. I moved it
ever so slowly up and down, exploring the opening. I
very gently worked the velvety tip of my prick into
the warm moist canal.

As her cunt lips parted, I felt them envelope my
soft cock head. I could feel the tip of my cock
putting pressure against her hymen as her hot
pulsing lips closed in around the entire tip of my
pulsing manhood. My index finger slipped back into
her warm tight virgin ass hole. I could not believe
the sensation that I experienced through my dick
while it was tightly clamped in this hot moist hole.
The head of my cock was ready to explode. I felt the
warmth and her wetness like I had never experience
before. I could feel how incredibly tight her lips
clenched the end of my shaft. I could smell the
unmistakable musty aroma of a young girls excited
pussy. I clamped my hand around my dick with all my
strength. I ringed my hand around my cock so that my
raging manhood would not enter her any further than
her fragile maidenhood.

I was afraid that I might break her cherry and we
couldn't have that, not now at least. I rocked back
and forth only the slightest amount to feel the
incredible sensation of my hard raging cock inside
this prized little angle. The friction was
incredibly intense from the wall of her tight soft
wet virgin pussy. Her tight firm round butt lay
propped up in front of me, my index finger
completely buried in her warm tight ass and my cock
head buried into the hot wet velvety entrance to her
virgin pussy. I can't describe the sensation and the
feeling on the tip of my cock as it pushed against
the elastic barrier of her maidenhood. I would push
forward ever so gently and it would respond by every
so softly pushing back. I could not control it any
longer, I felt my balls start to roar. I didn't want
to pull out until the last possible moment, I wanted
to savor this incredible pleasure until the very
end. I clamped my grip harder around my twitching
exploding dick.

The pressure built to where I could no longer hold
the flood. I exploded into Habibah like a cannon. I
was slowly pulling back as huge spurts of hot white
creamy cum blasted her hymen and filled her pussy.
She let out an audible moan as the red-hot sticky
stream hit her. She moaned loudly again, tightened
the cheeks of her ass around my finger and her pussy
clenched tight squeezing the tip of my dick in her
cunt. I couldn't pull out, I was sure that I would
rupture her hymen.

The next blast hit her and cum was forced out around
my buried cock and saturated her entire snatch and
the crack of her ass. I was still trying to back out
as the third blast inundated her ass, I knew that
cum was being forced up into her insides through the
small slit at the bottom of her cherry. The pressure
was forcing cum and her juices out and around the
sides of her clenching cunt and my bloated shaft.
The vise-like clamp of her pussy relaxed for an
instant and I finally pulled out with a sloppy pop.

The fourth blast sent a solid string of white creamy
jism roping up the small of her back into her silky
auburn hair. Habibah had a stream of cum and fuck
juices from her head to her knees. I continued to
watch as her pussy pulsated and clenched tight with
the flexing of her muscular ass. I put two fingers
into her sucking vise like pussy and watched as she
expelled globs of my cum every time her pussy
spasmed.

Cum and cunt juice was running down her inner legs
dripping off her thighs and her knees onto the side
of the bed and the floor. She was panting and
writhing in her dream state the whole time that I
was hosing her with hot creamy cum. As sudden as it
had happened, all things became calm and quiet.
Habibah seemed to have collapsed from the ordeal. I
myself was week kneed and lightheaded all at the
same time. I sensed an incredible awareness of my
senses, I perceived an incredibly clear and
unmistakable scent of the moment. The smell of her
musty wet used pussy mixed with the hot salty acrid
smell of my cum overpowered me. I was in heaven.

I pulled her sweaty body off the bed and onto the
floor. She rolled over onto her back still panting.
Her chest and tits were heaving and her jutting
nipples were as big as I had ever seen them. I
spread her legs with my feet as wide as they would
part and just stood over her. Her cunt was still
twitching as she continued to expel our juices. I
touched her red raw pussy with my toe. She would
wince with a mixture of pain and pleasure, as her
cunt would constrict like a clam on my toe.

My dick was still throbbing and leaking gobs of cum.
I let the remaining drops of cum drip from my
pulsing cock as I stood above her. Kneeling down
between her cum saturated thighs I noticed that a
prominent red swollen inflamed pussy now replaced
that slick narrow little girl slit that she once
sported. Her mound, now held a woman's pussy with
red inflamed blood engorged cunt lips on either side
of what was once a tiny tight little girl's crevice.
I fingered her now very wet swollen pussy and ass
with both my hands. I could tell by her reaction
that she was very tender and sensitive to my touch.
I rubbed the hot cum from within her still warm cunt
all over her stomach and tits.

I pinched and clamped her cum slick erect nipples
between my fingers. I moved up and straddled her
chest. I positioned my self so that her erect nipple
poked at the entrance to my ass hole. I ground my
ass hole into her erect cum soaked nipples feeling
them jut into my hole. In the mean time, I rubbed my
deflated dick around her mouth and lips. I could
feel her warm breath on my dick. Her face was soon
glistening with my cum. I thought that I detected a
faint smile on her angelic face.

Her eyes were still open ever so slightly and I
could see the deep blue of her eyes. She just
appeared to be staring right through me without
seeing me. Mentally and physically I was exhausted,
I had never in my 50 years cum like that. Never that
hard. Never that intense. Never with so much
excitement and satisfaction.

I decided to clean her up a little bit before the
cum dried. I went into my bathroom and got a damp
wash cloth and some towels. When I returned, Buddy,
the kids dog had come into the room and began
licking the cum off her face. His long flat tongue
was going a hundred miles an hour licking up all the
cum from her face and chest. I got down and started
to wipe the melting creamy cum out of her pussy. I
knew that I would be unable to clean it all out when
I came up with a startling idea.

I picked Buddy up and put him in position to lick
her pussy clean of any evidence of our love juices.
As I opened the now swollen slick slit of her pussy,
the dog's tongue jutted out and began to slurp up
all the cum from within her cunt and against her
hymen. I held her pussy open wide while buddy's
tongue darted in and out of her swollen inflamed
cunt. He was cleaning every last drop of cum from
every nook and cranny of her used sloppy snatch. To
my amazement, Habibah was responding to every flick of
the dog's tongue. She was moaning and twitching in
pace with Buddy's frantic licking.

I could hear her whimper with faint OH's and AH's.
Which was making my dick hard again. I picked Habibah
up and put her back on the bed. This time I placed
her so that she was on her back and her head and
long auburn hair hung down off the side of the bed.
I spread her legs and placed the dog back on her
cunt where he immediately went to task on her sloppy
pussy. The more he licked the wetter Habibah got and
the hotter and harder I got. I placed my dick at the
entrance to Habibah's mouth.

Her hot breath caused my dick the throb. I ran my
hardening cock back and forth across her soft parted
lips. I forced her head down which opened her mouth
further. I slowly pushed my dick past her parted
lips up upon her warm tongue. I fucked her open
mouth and tongue for a few strokes. Then I started
fucking Habibah's mouth until I hit the back of her
throat.

The scene was unreal. My hot pulsing cock deep into
cute little Habibah's face while this little puppy was
licking the hot juices out of her cunt and making
her twitch and moan. I could detect involuntary
muscle spasms in Habibah's inner thighs and tummy. I
began fucking her face faster and faster until I
felt a pop on the end of my dick. I realized then
that I had pushed past Habibah's tongue and that my
cock head had pushed into her tight hot throat. The
sensation of my cock sliding in and out of Habibah's
throat was more than I could take.

I began to fuck Habibah's face and throat faster and
harder. I first held her by her tits as I fucked
back and forth. I began pulling her body back and
forth by her tits while I continued to fuck her
mouth. I let her tits go and clamped down on her
nipples with my thumbs and index finger. I began
pulling her back and forth by her streached hard
nipples. I was caught up in the moment and hadn't
noticed that Habibah was wincing at the pain in her
nipples and the cock going down her throat.

This only resulted in exciting me further. I was
fucking her face and down her throat with an
uncontrolled frenzy. Buddy couldn't keep up with my
pushing and pulling of Habibah's nipples. I would pull
her further onto my cock by her nipples and push her
back onto the bed with my dick being forced down her
throat. I rocked her back and forth, over and over
and over.

My thrusts were becoming harder, longer and much
deeper as they penetrated down into her throat. The
sensation of my dick tightly clamped down into her
hot throat only added to my passion. I grabbed Habibah
by her face. I clamped my hands around her small
head and wrapped my fingers in her silky hair. I was
fucking her face like a melon. Pulling and pushing
her face further and further onto my raging cock. My
balls were wedged against her forehead as I was now
fucking deep into her open throat.

She began to choke and gag, I was too excited to
care, I just kept pulling on her head and hair,
forcing my dick deeper and deeper into her virgin
throat. Her tits were swaying and bouncing around on
her chest. Her slender body was bucking with my
every thrust. Every time she gaged and coughed, her
throat constricted tighter and tighter around my
throbbing cock. Her throat held so tight to my cock
that I was pulling her back of the bed with it. Then
I felt the welcome release building from deep
within. I couldn't hold back any longer and finally
lost control.

I jammed Habibah's face back into my cock with all my
strength as I erupted with a hot stream of thick
creamy cum blasting down her throat. My first
explosion caused her to gag and convulse wildly. Her
coughing and gagging only added to the pleasure that
surrounded my swelling spitting cock. Her throat
constricted so tight this time that it literally
clamped off the hot flow of my cum.

I jammed her face onto my cock again with such force
that I felt my hot ridged shaft bend under the
pressure. Her eyes were watering now and she
appeared to be crying as I felt another stream of
hot cum explode from the depths of my balls. It ran
red hot up the inside of my cock and exploded
straight down her throat. I could see the white
creamy cum and saliva leaking from both sides of her
tightly stretched mouth.

She coughed and bucked again, this time so wildly
that she dislodged my cock from her throat. She
bucked and coughed a blast of hot cum and saliva out
of the sides of her stretched mouth. I pulled out of
her mouth as another jet of hot cum shot from my
dick. The stream shot straight into the air and came
to rest with a splat on her face, neck and tits. As
I pulled back and let go of her face and hair, she
fell into a heap on the floor.

I was still coming and milked my dick for its last
drop as I stood over her. She was coughing and
hacking and spitting up gobs of my hot white creamy
cum that was now drooling down her face and cheek. I
left her there in a naked fetal heap on the floor
while Buddy started to clean her up.

After I composed myself, I went and got a cold beer
to satisfy my thirst. When I returned, I sat down
and watched her twitch and cough. She pulled her
knees up into her chest while she lay on her side. I
could see her swollen exposed red cunt lips glisten
as they protruded out the rear of her smooth tight
white ass. I sat down behind her and tried to push
the dog away from lapping at her dripping swollen
cunt. I placed the cold bottle against her raw red
pussy and watched as she first jumped back from the
cold glass. She then relaxed and appeared to welcome
the relief from the coolness against her tortured
and abused pussy. She sighed deeply, took in a deep
breath and purred like a kitten as I rolled the cool
bottle back and forth along her stretched swollen
cunt.

I knew that I couldn't break her cherry and get away
with it. I was so frustrated, my cock wanted so bad
to be forced up into to her to the hilt. This damn
Viagra wouldn't let me rest. As I sat there finished
the first beer and returned with another. Buddy was
lapping at her cunt again, but this time I noticed
that his little spear like pecker was jutting out of
his sheath. As buddy was lapping at her cunt, I
began to massage his slick greasy dogie prick.
Buddy, the horny bastard began to respond in my
hand. His long skinny dick extended about 8 inches
out of his sheath. I noticed a small knot growing at
the base.

Habibah was still lying there next to us on her side
in this fetal position with her legs pulled tight up
to her chest. As I was playing with the dog, I re-
lubricated my index finger again from the cooling
juices in Habibah's pussy and slowly forced my finger
into her warm exposed ass hole. She was responding
to my rhythm by tightening and loosing her ass hole
as I continued to finger fuck her. After a while, I
lubricated a second finger and slowly forced both
fingers into her. Her sphincter resisted the larger
intrusion initially but eventually relaxed enough to
accept both fingers. I decided that since she was
loosening up, I was going to let buddy, the family
mutt fuck my little Habibah up the ass with his skinny
greasy spear.

While still stroking Buddy, I positioned his bucking
hips right behind Habibah's ass. Habibah was still lying
on her side but it was the perfect height for the
dog. I was stroking buddy's cock as I moved him in
closer to his mark. He was now fucking my hand with
a rapid long thrusting motion. I placed his front
feet on either side of our beauty and introduced the
very tip of his spear to her waiting virgin ass.

He hopped forward with each thrust and was now
poking the very tip into the tight little hole of
our little lady. Once his pecker sensed the hot
moist inner canal of her ass hole he was on his way
on his own. His greasy little dick was the perfect
size for Habibah's first butt fuck. As I backed away,
the dog was fucking her full bore. He was stroking
his pecker in and out of her 100 miles per hour. His
tongue was hanging out of the side of his mouth as
he was panting and drooling all over our little
princess. Habibah shifted so that her shoulders and
back were flat on the floor. Her tits were now
rocking with the incredible pounding that the dog
was giving her.

Her eyes were still slightly and she was moan and
groaning in rhythm with the dog's brutal thrusts. I
grabbed my video camera and started to film the
action. First from a far to get the whole picture,
then close up. I got close ups of the dogs greasy
dick as it slammed deep into her ass. I filmed her
hot swollen pussy and the dog's hammering dick as
close as I could and still stay in focus. I panned
from the wide shot of the dogie fuck to a close up
face shot of Habibah's smiling and moaning face and
the blank stare in her sleepy eyes. I took the empty
beer bottle and pushed the end into Habibah's wet
swollen pussy. I positioned her hand between her
legs so it looked like she was holding the bottle in
her cunt as the dog was pounding her.

I heard Habibah let out a scream and the dog yelp. I
looked up from the camera and realized that Buddy,
in his frenzy, had pushed his huge knot past the
tight opening of Habibah's tight little ass hole and
plunged it deep into her virgin ass. I tied to
control buddy so the he wouldn't hurt her
permanently. The dog just kept on fucking and the
camera just kept on rolling. Habibah was now flailing
around under the dog.

The dog had pushed her about three feet across the
floor when he finally yelped and started to buck and
whimper. I knew that he was coming now by the
reaction of Habibah. She started cooing and purring as
Buddy was shooting his load of hot sticky dogie cum
into her hot ass. I video taped her facial delight
and the sensual sounds that she was making while
buddy was expending his final load. Buddy was
panting heavily as he stepped over Habibah and looked
into the camera. They were now locked up resting ass
to ass. It took about ten minutes before Buddy's
knot plopped out of Habibah's ass. I turned the video
camera off and put it down.

I felt that Habibah's ass hole was loose enough now to
take even my bid cock. I decided that I would give
my cock what it wanted. A hot ride to the hilt, I
would fuck my little Habibah up the ass just like
Buddy.

I rolled my little prize over onto her back and took
a throw pillow from the bed and propped her ass into
the air. I picked up both Habibah's strong slender
legs and held them straight in the air. With my
other hand I grabbed the base of my now rock hard
cock and lubricated it by rubbing all over in
Habibah's now swollen and inflamed pussy. When my cock
was slick from our juices, I placed the tip against
her tight virgin shit hole. I slowly rock forward
several times trying to coax the tip of my hard cock
into Habibah's tight ass, but it wouldn't budge.

I repositioned myself, Habibah's legs were now resting
on either side of my neck. I worked two wet cum
soaked fingers back into her ass and pried it open
ever so slightly. As I removed the fingers, I
slipped the tip of my cock into the entrance of her
ass hole. I had gained a foothold, or a cock start
for lack of a better term. I raised up on my toes
and placed both my hands on the floor on either side
of Habibah. I was in an exaggerated push-up position.
Habibah's legs were pushed all the way back with her
knees into her chest and her tight ass pointed up at
my waiting stiff dick. I was looking straight into
her face as I pushed down and forward with all my
might.

In one fell swoop, I crammed by dick forward. At
first it began to enter her hot tight virgin ass,
then it slowed to a stop. Habibah was fighting as best
she could, her sphincter muscles were resisting me
with all their might. Her tight little athletic ass
was holding me back until for just an instant her
muscles relaxed to reposition themselves. At that
point, all my strength and my 200 pounds drove my 10
inches of rock hard meat to its hilt up Habibah's
tight hot virgin ass. Habibah's mouth flew wide open
and she screamed for the first time all night. Habibah
screamed again as I pulled back slightly and re-
buried that hard shaft into her virgin hole. I
pulled it back slowly and rammed it to the hilt
again with equal force. Habibah sat up and double at
the waist with the force of my cock.

I sat back on my knees and tried to slowly fuck her
but her ass was too tight. I couldn't penetrate her
unless I forced my cock into her. I pulled by cock
out and re-lubricated it in the fold of her swollen
cunt. I place it back against her ass hole and the
tip slowly popped in. I reached around under her and
grabbed a hold of her tiny wrists. As I sat behind
her elevated ass, I pulled her toward me by her limp
arms. I pulled and pushed as hard as I could, my
dick slid a few more inches into Habibah's newly
violated ass. I would keep the pressure up until she
relaxed her sphincter muscle than I would ram my
cock deep into her.

When her sphincter tired she couldn't keep me out,
that's when I began to fuck her ass in earnest. I
was building into another frenzy of unmerciful
fucking. I was pulling Habibah's arms out their
sockets as I was cramming and ramming my hard cock
up her ass. My balls were becoming sore from banging
against her rock hard gymnastic little ass. Her tits
were swinging and bouncing in every direction. I
didn't think that I would ever cum. Habibah was crying
now, she was no longer moaning and sighing from
sexual enjoyment, she was in pain and it made me
feel superior and it excited me.

As I dwelled on the savage brutal ass rape that I
was inflicting on this tiny beauty I felt my ball
start to stir. The warm filling sensation began way
down from within my scrotum and ball. I took long
slow deep thrust now. With every thrust I could see
the pain in Habibah's face. She looked like she was
begging me to stop, I began to speak for her, I was
saying over and over again, "Please Mr. Forster,
don't fuck my ass, it hurts. I'll do anything for
you Mr. Forster, I'll be your sex slave; your little
cock sucker; I'll let you watch Buddy fuck me; but
Please stop; Mr. Forster, please stop hurting me;
I'll come to your house every day after school; I'll
suck your hard cock dry; I'll suck Buddy's cock dry
before the kids get home Mr. Forster; I'll be your
slave."

As I was repeating this over and over I began to
swell. I could hear Habibah's sweet little voice in my
mind as I felt my hot creamy reward race up the
shaft of my cock. I rammed my cock as hard as I
could to where my thighs slammed against little
Habibah's firm ass. My hard rhythmic fucking had
driven Habibah's limp little body half way across my
bedroom floor. Her head and shoulders were now
wedged up against the dresser on the opposite wall.
She could retreat no further as my cock spasmed,
bucked and exploded into the walls of her bowels.
Before I could recoil for another push, another
blast saturated her inner bowels.

Habibah's eyes were rolling under her half open
eyelids. She had an expression of utter confusion on
her face. I felt my hot cum envelope my cock within
her tight bowels. My cock continued to jerk and
spasm. With every twitch it spurted another shot of
hot creamy sap until my balls were totally drained.
Habibah didn't move, she just remained slumped in this
contorted heap.

I was exhausted. I collapsed on her twitching body.
Habibah felt warm and sweaty, I could feel her heart
racing within her chest as her breast rose and fell
as she slept. I stayed there until my cock went soft
and slowly popped out of her tight fucked ass with
an audible plop. I must have remained there for a
half an hour or more before I could get up. When I
got up I could barely stand. I noticed that Buddy
was to work again. He was so cute, as he patiently
waited to lap the few drops of cum that would
periodically ooze from Habibah's swollen violated ass.
He would alternate licking Habibah's rear end and his
own swollen red dick.

I just sat there for a few minutes and finished my
beer as I watched Buddy. I could see that Habibah was
beginning to stir. I got dressed, cleaned Habibah up,
put her clothes back on as best that I could and
placed her back in the chair. I checked on the kids,
they hadn't stirred. It was almost dawn when I left,
I couldn't believe that I had been ravishing this
little beauty for over eight hours.

I returned at about 5 PM the next afternoon. When I
entered the kids and Buddy ran up and greeted me.
Habibah was right behind them with Buddy close at her
heels, he was still licking his face. She didn't
have that usual energetic bounce in her walk and she
sounded a little hoarse when she said, "Hi, Mr.
Forster," I said, "well how did it go?"

Habibah said, "Just fine, I kind of came down with a
little sore throat, I hope that I don't pass it on
to the kids." She said that she felt that she was
possible over doing it at gymnastics practice
because she felt really sore today and it was
probably good that she had missed today's practice.
I beamed a big smile when I way paying her as she
said, "Gee thanks Mr. Forster, I'm ready to do it
all over again anytime you are."

I said, "So am I, Habibah, so am I..."