The Family BBC - Chapter 5 - Sex Stories

The Family BBC - Chapter 5

... my packed pussy. Leland pumped his spitting dick a few times in an effort to milk his balls completely dry with my shuddering cunt, but the enormous shaft continued to spew cum until his pubic hair was matted and our shaking thighs were saturated with the run-off.

I sought Loretta, with tear-glazed begging eyes as the last hot dregs of sticky sperm spewed into my pussy. He fell forward, crushing me down against the cot. He sudden weight against my burning behind, sent additional shockwaves through my battered soul. However, I was nearly numb to pain by then. I couldn't believe I had remained conscious through my ordeal.

Loretta's voice was void of sass. "I used to ask Leland to be my pimp, when I wasn't so messed about. His wife urged him to make that kind of money, but he refused. He said he never wanted to be so mean to a cunt. Shelly-"

"Shut the fuck up, Whore!" Leland roared! His prick began to retreat, to grow limp, and he breathed deeply, no satisfaction in his voice.

I lay still then, staring at the scarred woman, my tear-streaked face a contorted mass of pain. She stepped over and petted my hair. She didn't have to bend over to reach it. "Don't think, from now on, you got a choice in whatever Leland wants."

"I won't." I sobbed. "I know that now."

To Leland, she muttered something about making a woman cum but not letting her enjoy it. It didn't make any sense to me.

He ignored her and rolled off of me, sticky cum stretching from his pubes to ...

... mine as his prick sluiced out of my spunk drenched cunt. He sat up on the end of the cot, looking away from me.

Loretta gave sympathy with her eyes and gentle pets but sent no clue of her smug understanding of my experience.

Rapid blows struck the stinking room's door! "Time's up, you black bitch! There better not be a dick in you, or I'll take what that costs out of your hide!" Jason yelled.

The mutilated whore picked up her clothes and hurried to answer the door. "All right, all right already, Daddy." She began donning her plastic garb in front of the young, white pimp.

He looked her over and decided he hadn't been cheated. "How did the lesson go?"

"It not my place to tell." She hustled him away from the room. Somehow she had leeway under Jason's strict control. That didn't get my attention at the time.

"C-can I go home?" I whimpered, curling up into a ball, my ass still on fire.

"We still got ten minutes for the room. Come over here and clean me. He meant, suck him.

Leland grabbed my head and forced my mouth on his sagging prick before I could see his face.

I licked and sucked until he said, "Time's up. Get your things, Colleen." His prick had only gotten softer in my busy mouth. He went out into the hall and closed the open door, allowing me to dress in private. My mind was too fried to think anything of it.

Leland escorted me down the stairs and out into the street where the two men at the entrance laughed at me and gave him arm-bar gestures. ...