Never be the same - Sex Stories

Never be the same

... eternity as she forced her engorged clitoris into his mouth while he prayed to a god that he had always assumed was heterosexual that the painful assault on his asshole would be over soon.

Finally the thrusting stopped for a moment and he could feel the larger older man's lemon sized testicles against his own. "Good boy! Some guys pass out before the get Gerald's whole cock in them, and then we have to start all over. Not you though sweetie, you're a good little slut aren't you?" Her breath was getting shorter as she now gyrated her hips, smearing her love honey all over Ian's confused face. "Keep my man happy and maybe I'll let you fuck this pussy later, would you like that baby?"

Ian was alarmed to find his dick already growing hard again. It twitched and bobbed between his helpless thighs at the thought of getting to actually slide past Mrs Benedicts fat floppy labia. "Keep sucking mommy's clit baby, yesss that's it. How's that dick feel in your ass?"

Gerald was now pulling out gently just an inch or so and thrusting in again, slow repeating thrusts. Ian couldn't believe the monster cock he had just seen was inside him. It didn't seem possible. The pain lessened a little with each short pump, and he thought he now felt a tingling sensation inside him, somewhere in his violated bowels.

He couldn't quite describe it, it was like a hot tight fullness behind the base of his dick, and to his shock, it was starting to feel really good. He didn't answer her, only ...

... redoubling his effort on her slick pussy lips and throbbing clit. It's not gay, he's eating pussy. That can't be gay. He's just getting pegged, no big deal. But he started to lose himself in the pleasure building in his virgin rectum, and Mrs Benedict noticed.

"Oooh, uh oh Gerald, I think he's enjoying that big Daddy dick in his little boy pussy." She giggled wickedly. "Am I right, baby? Starting to feel all that slutty gay pleasure? "

"Nuh-uh" he lied through a mouthful of pink lady flesh. "Ooh, I don't know if I believe you. Flip him over, Gerald, let's see if he's telling the truth."

Ian knew his cock was painfully hard again and started to resist but he knew it was hopeless. The huge man in the leather suit pulled his massive cock out with an audible slurping noise, then picked Ian up off the floor like a ragdoll. He layed him on his back on the chaise, his bound hands and legs spreading to expose his dripping, throbbing young sex organ.

"I don't know, Ian, the dick looks pretty hard. Is that just from tasting my pussy?"

"Y-yes ma'am" he lied halfheartedly.

"So if you don't have my juicy cunt in your face, that things just gonna shrink right?" She slapped his dick hard enough to hurt and his need subsided slightly. The next moment he felt Gerald's mighty horse cock knocking at his backdoor again. It didn't wait for an answer and just slid it's magnificent girth back up into Ian's stretched out butt. This time it only took a couple thrusts and Ian's initial ...