Christmas Biker Payback

[little_golden]

OCC:

Who: The thread is open. I'm looking for at least one writer to play a male who is willing to a demanding abusive male who wants revenge and sexual fulfillment on Porsha.

What: The male character is a biker who is ruthless, nasty, a jerk and very demanding. Anything is open for this character to do to Porsha. The nastier the better.

Where: The thread takes place a major city. However, the biker is free to take her anywhere he wants (clubhouse, bars, country safe house, etc.)

When: The story takes place in the present time period.

Why: The biker is collecting payback from Porsha. Her old boyfriend was responsible for getting the biker's brother killed. In exchange for her boyfriend's life she has agreed to annually spend one week in the servitude of the biker. Of course, he looks forward to his annual prize.

Thread time frame: Ideally we'd post at least once a day each (or more) during the Christmas holiday period. The thread would end in early January. I am hoping the writer for the male character will post a page or so each post so that we can quickly develop the characters and plot.

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IC

Porsha Kent was now in her late twenties. She was a pretty petite white woman of about 5'4, weighing about 95 lbs with a slender body, B cup breasts, and long black hair. Working at a respectable bank, as a teller, she dreaded the approach of the Christmas season. It was the time of year, she left her apartment to serve someone else. It was a promise she had made and was still being held closely against her. For the last two years, she had been wanting to refuse but she was terrified that the bastard would kill her parents.

Her shift at the bank was quickly ending and she hurried with the last few customers as she fought off her own sense of nausea. In the ladies' bathroom she washed her face and re-applied her make-up before heading home. As she finished she gave herself a long hard look....

I can't believe a year has gone by already..... Okay... he likes my hair blonde..... I'll dye it for him before he picks me up.... I'll re-dye black after the holidays.... He likes lots of make-up... I have to rush home..... I'll pack lots of lingerie..... He'll have his bondage stuff.... I'll wait for his call to see where he wants me to go and to how to get there.... One year the bastard walked me from my apartment naked on a leash.... A few years back... He shaved my head over the holidays..... and that first year he taught me to be a pony girl and made me pull a cart dressed in a silly bondage outfit.... Oh what is he going to do this year! Porsha mentally panicked.

Porsha left the bathroom and hurried out back of the bank to her red Honda Civic. It took twenty minutes to drive home and to hurry into her apartment complex.

Upon opening the door she was surprised......

 

[LittleGary]

“Well I bet you didn’t expect to see me here, did you.”

Sitting as I was in the corner, I knew she would see me as soon as she entered the room. I wanted her to be totally off guard for this whole week, never suspecting what would happen next. My being here, in her private sanctuary would shock her to the core. I wanted her to know that no place was sacred, or secure.

I could tell by her shocked expression that she was totally unprepared for this turn of events. I stood up from my chair, and moved towards her. My 6’3” frame towered over her as I stood before her. ”We need to get started now! First, get me a beer. Second I laid some things out for you on the bed, put them on, and then crawl back out here to me.”

The year had flown by, and I had spent much of it eagerly anticipating my special week with Porscha. I had acquired some special toys for her “pleasure”, and I was eager to get started. I had laid out a black leather mini skirt for Porscha, along with a pair of high heel boots. Her top was simply a white clingy halter type shirt. I had been in and out of her apartment so many times while she was asleep, rummaging through her clothes, that I knew her size better than she did. There were no bra, or panties, she wouldn’t need them. In addition, there was a collar for her to wear that said simply PROPERTY OF CLINT.

Oh I had a lot of plans for little Porscha this week, tonight would start with just the two of us, here in her apartment. My cock started to rise in my leather pants, as I thought about her hot mouth wrapped around my cock, before I sprayed my cum all over her face.

 

[little_golden]

Porsha freaked as she entered her apartment. Her face dropped in stunned disbelief as Clint emerged in the corner of her apartment. She raised her small delicate hands to cover her cheeks. Past memories haunted her as the figure of Clint suddenly emerged. He was a big man as he towered over her. Clint was a monster!

He's early.... Oh my God! ... He is here.... He's early.... shit Porsha panicked mentally. A panic attack started within her as she wasn't ready for his arrival.

His words felt like ice to her as he spoke in a commanding fashion:

”We need to get started now! First, get me a beer. Second I laid some things out for you on the bed, put them on, and then crawl back out here to me.”

Anything... Anything.... Keep the promise.... Or else he'll hurt my loved ones... He's crazy.... Fucking crazy.... A monster! Porsha reminded herself.

"Yes...." Porsha replied lost in the moment. For several seconds she was frozen in place unsure whether to get the beer first or to get the outfit on. After a moments hesitation she ran to the fridge, found a can of light beer, pulled the tab and hurried back to Clint.

"Here...." she whispered timidly as she handed him the cold beer. She was unsure of where he would take the week long fantasy. But knew he would use her to his utmost enjoyment. He enjoyed the holidays and she was part of his holiday tradition. She was his pleasure, his candy, and his sexual slave. She would obey him. because she had no choice.

Porsha rushed to her small bedroom. The room seemed to be in order with her small antique furniture - a table, a chair, a small armoire and a matching two poster headboard. Looking to the dainty pink comforter she saw the outfit that Clint wanted her to wear. It was slutty! Normally she wouldn't be caught dead in such attire.

She stripped out of her business attire quickly. Then she carefully slipped off her white cotton bra and matching panties. She picked up the small skimpy black leather mini skirt. The size would be perfect - it always was in his little games. Next there was a pair of black leather high heel boots probably from some bondage store. They had a big heel several inches high that would give her some extra height if he decided to take her outside. Next she saw a white clingy halter top that would be tight and tie at the back while showing off her back and shoulders.


As she hurriedly fumbled through the outfit laid out on the bed , her hand found a small item which she lifted up. Instantly by the size and weight alone she knew it was a slave collar. She read the inscription on the collar: PROPERTY OF CLINT.

Oh my.... a slave collar.... a mini-skirt... leather.... I think he's going to fuck me and take me on the town.... Or maybe the fucking stinky biker's club again... Oh shit.... I'll just go along.... I've got to obey him... A deal is a deal Porsha reminded herself mentally.


Porsha stood before a big full mirror trimmed in dark wood color that matched the other antiques in her room. She was naked and beautiful. Her skin so white and fair. The breasts such a perfect mouthful for such a big man. Her legs so dainty and her rear so small and tight. Of course she had a pretty trimmed black pubic bush that matched her long black hair.

"I have to please him.... I have to please him" Porsha whispered to herself. She reminded herself as she didn't want to piss him off. One year, she had been slow in pleasing him and he had punished her in such a way that she would never forget.

Porsha wasted no time finding sexy panties or even a push up bra. She knew if he wanted her in them he would have left them out. Quickly she slipped into the small clingy white halter top. The effect was immediate as her small nippled poked at the fabric leaving little to the imagination. The fear that had overcome her gave her nipple hard-ons. It was embarrassing to be so easily manipulated.

Next, she stepped into the small black leather mini-skirt and pulled it over her hips and then zipped it up. It was small and tight. It showed off her bum perfectly and emphasized her trim little legs. She could barely move without showing off her naked bum and the crack in her rear-end.

She sat on the bed and then pulled on the high black leather black boots. It took no more than a minute and she was dressed as he wished. Lastly, she bucked up the slave collar.

It took another minute for Porsha to scramble with her make-up to quickly apply some mascara, rouge, purple eyeshadow and juicy red lipstick. Next, she let down her long black hair and brushed it back for 30 seconds before a quick generous application of hair spray.

There was a noisy pounding sound on the hard wood floor as Porsha scrambling back to Clint on her hands and knees like a dog.

"Master Clint...." she begged in her sweet feminine voice.

"How can I please you?"

 

[LittleGary]

Damn, she looked hot. The black mini skirt showed off her legs to perfection, just barely covering her fine ass. Her nipples stood out proudly against the thin material of her halter top, as her breasts hung heavily from her body. Damn, I had been looking forward to this all year long. My cock throbbed dully in my pants as I looked at my slave on her hands and knees before me.

I could see that she had taken the time to put on her makeup. Later, I would have her dye her hair blonde again, although I wasn’t against fucking her with dark hair. I wasn’t sure how my friends felt about pubic hair, so after we were done here, it would have to go. Maybe a tattoo, or some piercings, lets see how she does pleasing me first.

“You know you belong to me for the next week. Whatever I want, you WILL Do. “

While she had been gone during the day, I had set up a few video cameras around the house. The first part of this adventure would take place right here, and I intended to give her a little souvenir for her boyfriend.


“Turn on some music, and dance for me. Don’t touch me until I tell you to. This dance had better get me hard, or I’ll beat your ass, and let the homeless guys fuck you. Do you understand me bitch?”

I couldn't wait to stick my cock into one of her tight pussy, and fuck her like she really wanted, to treat her like the cum slut that she really was.

 

[little_golden]

Porsha hurried on all fours, like a dog, because he had ordered her to do so. It would be a whole week of his orders and bullshit. She remembered two years ago how he'd fucked her on a beach in broad daylight while a crowd of teenage boys cheered him on. It had been so humiliated but she had endure it to keep the promise from years earlier. In his dark cruel eyes, she sensed he was enjoying this power trip over her. If the past held true again, she knew he be wanted to give her a long hard fucking within an hour or so. Hopefully he wouldn't get violent like last year when he had giving her a black eye when she had been slow in deep throating his cock.

Arriving before Clint was terrifying by itself as she knew he was taking her all in. His eyes seemed to probe her hanging breasts and then roamed across her legs, thighs and bum. She wanted to try to cover herself up - but resisted fearing that he might he just start pounding on her. Instead, she just stayed there like a dog heeling for her master and waiting for his next command. As she stared at him, waiting, she could see the hard bulge in his pants where the monster cock lay waiting to pounce in her small tight pussy. Every year it seemed a miracle that he could stuff that monster cock in her pussy and in her ass. That first year she had been in shock when he finally pushed the whole damn thing inside her.

No doubt, he's refused to use protection again. She hadn't had time to even think about other methods. He liked the idea of knocking her up and she didn't dare want to tell him she was on the pill or something. With his wild anger he might just make her swallow a whole bunch of pills to teach her a lesson. She'd rather take the chance than piss him off. He had a lightning fast temper which could erupt in a second like an erupting volcano.

His eyes... my mini-skirt is open at the front slit... he can see my pussy... my bush.... I don't know if he likes it.... Oh shit... maybe I should have shaved my pussy bald.... One year he really liked that.... At least it's trimmed... But it's so dark, bushy and thick.... At least a little padding when he starts humping me like a bitch..... He likes me to moan and scream... Remember that Porsha Porsha mentally spoke to herself as she struggled to stay in place before the towering evil biker named Clint.

Looking into his dark cruel eyes, Porsha couldn't figure out what evil plans were lurking beneath.

Does he pimp me again this year? Does he make me fuck old people? Another session with a lesbo? Maybe he makes me suck off a policeman.... That bastard is full of evil ideas... Porsha thought as she remembered the past atrocities he had inflicted upon her. Just thinking about the past turned Porsha on further as her body was now on fire and she felt a wet spot between her legs.

Clint spoke in a clear authoritarian voice:

“You know you belong to me for the next week. Whatever I want, you WILL Do. “

"Yes master" Porsha replied weakly as she lowered her head and her long black hair flowed around it so that it touched the ground. Porsha was so vain about her long silky black hair. It actually reached to her bum.

His commands were direct as he ordered:

“Turn on some music, and dance for me. Don’t touch me until I tell you to. This dance had better get me hard, or I’ll beat your ass, and let the homeless guys fuck you. Do you understand me bitch?”

"Yes master!!!" Porsha lamented as she fought back the tears. In the back of her mind, she knew it was already his plan to let the homeless men fuck her. They would stink! They would use her like a street whore and fill her with their dirty cum. In normal circumstances she would never even speak to homeless people, yet with Clint's order - a bunch of dirty poor homeless men could be fucking her senseless. It was too ironic.

Porsha crawled on her belly imitating a trick she had seen her dog Rover do many times. As she crawled on her belly she wiggled her ass allowing Clint a wonderful view of her ass. With her hands he pressed the "on" button for the CD player, inserted a CD with soft old rock and roll and then slithered back before Clint.

Ever so slowly, she raised herself first onto her tummy and then she rolled across the floor sexily. The soft music played in the background as she made a show of opening and closing her legs before his ever vigilante eyes. Her sweet pussy and the black trimmed bush flashed before him several times and the lick of lips confirmed to Porsha that he was more than mildly interested in her now wet hot pussy.

Porsha made a show of playing with her nipples, as she slipped her hands inside the halter top which moved easily. She pretended to flick her tongue across them to further excite them and to spin Clint into his own lustful passion. Knowing her nipple were ready for his advances she next played with her breasts by massaging them several times and then cupping them and releasing them.

The music played on and on as Porsha rose to her feet and now danced slowly in perfect step to the music. She was a small thin figure yet her B cup breasts seemed large to her small torso. She rubbed her hands across her legs and flat tummy to remind Clint of the delights her small fit little body could again provide him. She didn't dare remove any of her clothing since he hadn't ordered it. Instead she jiggled her body for his attention and spun on the spot so that he could enjoy a 360 of her body. Sensing he was very interesting she lifted the small skimpy black leather mini-skirt and played with her clit for several seconds while he watched.....

Porsha smiled at him nervously. She wanted to please him desperately. In the background she heard her dog bark. Her neighbor Janet had promised to look after the dog but wasn't expected to check in on him until later in the evening. Seconds later the small black poodle strutted into the room. He barked ferociously at Clint.....

 

[LittleGary]

I had waited all year to humiliate this bitch. It was one of the few things that gave me pleasure, to watch this goody-two shoes do whatever I told her to do. And the way she performed, made it clear that she enjoyed doing it. The way she had cum, when his biker club had gang-banged her, what was it three years ago, let him know that her words were just empty protests. She had actually begged Little Willy to let her suck his cock, after he had just fucked her ass.

Watching Porscha do her dance in front of me, was having a major impact on my cock. It was pressing obscenely against my leather riding pants. My blue T-shirt, showed off my muscular chest and biceps to great effect. All that time at Gold’s had really paid off. Porscha really got off knowing that physically, I could do anything to her I wanted, both of her little wrists would fit in one of my big hands, and I could carry her in one arm, when necessary. My long brown hair was tied back in a pony tail, and my Goatee had been neatly trimmed that morning.

Watching Porscha crawl across the floor, reminded Clint of a dog that had been disobedient. Her ass wiggled so seductively as she reached to turn on the music. Her dance was very inspiring, the way she played with her nipples and large breasts reminded him how much he loved putting his cock between them, and fucking them until he came all over her face and tits. He remembered the time he had cum on her face, and had made her drive through the fast food joint with that cum still on her face. That same time, he had made her suck off the pimply faced manager, so they wouldn’t have to pay for their food.

Clint still couldn’t take his eyes off her ass. No matter how many times he fucked it, he could never get enough. The mini skirt hugged it in all the right places, offering an occasional glimpse of her fine pussy, and that shapely ass. The way her hair swept past it occasionally, made him more aware of her beauty.

It didn’t really matter how well she danced, Clint had already decided to let some of the homeless guys fuck her. They would have to wear protection, not for her sake, for his. He didn’t need to catch anything. Of course he wouldn’t wear any, it would serve her right to get pregnant by him, and he would give her plenty of opportunities for that. Clint had already made arrangements for her boss to fuck her too. The fat fuck had been willing to pay good money for the opportunity to fuck his stuck up employee.

“What the fuck is this?” Clint asked as the poodle walked into the room. ”Is this your sex toy, does it lick your pussy for you, when your limped dick boyfriend can’t get it up? I’ll show you a real dog soon, real soon. How do you think your boyfriend would like to see you get fucked by a big dog, or even a horse? Get that mutt out of here, before I kick it out the window. When you get back, you can start sucking my dick. Get me hard again bitch, then you'd better fuck me like never before, you know what I like, and you’d better please me.”

Clint thought to himself with a smile, as soon as I'm done with her, we'll see what that dog can do, it ought to be an interesting show, almost as interesting as her father fucking her, and they won't even know they are fucking each other.

 

[little_golden]

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Porsha ran her small delicate fingers through her long black hair and brushed a lock back behind her right ear. Her dancing and sultry teasing were having the desired effect on Clint. If past experience held true, his bouts of moodiness, and pure evil would often slow down once he actually started fucking. She knew that he like to fuck in variety of ways with differing levels of intensity. Her problem was to figure out how to please him, keep him happy and satisfied. Sometimes she knew he wanted her just to lie on her back as if he was raping her but other times if she wasn’t actively fucking him back she’d feel his anger.

Wiggling her small tight ass, Porsha flashed a sultry smile at Clint to impress him with her eagerness to please him. Inside she was terrified of getting him angry and having to face his fierce wrath. She made a big show of leaning forward so that her breasts dangled free of the skimpy white halter top. The jiggling motion was intended to further excite him and to set up off in a lustful rage. Her worry was always what evil idea he was scheming for her sexual use, abuse or humiliation. At least if he was busy fucking her, his mind and cock would be solely focused on fucking her and she was safer for the moment.

Dancing from foot to foot, Porsha rotated her sexy slim body slowly to better allow Clint to re-appreciate her beauty, body and grace. As she moved she shimmied her body to keep her breasts shaking which in turn teased her nipples as they rubbed against the soft fabric of the white halter top. She stopped mid-dance as Rover started his continuous barking and then growling.

The little black poodle barked and barked at Clint much to his annoyance. His threat to kick the dog out of the window was all too real and prompted Porsha to run to the dog and to lift him into the air with the goal of hushing him up. She loved the little dog and didn’t want to see Clint hurt or kill her favorite pouch. The dog continued to bark despite her best efforts and she knew the dog could sense how evil Clint was.

His words were wickedly cruel:

“What the fuck is this? Is this your sex toy, does it lick your pussy for you, when your limped dick boyfriend can’t get it up? I’ll show you a real dog soon, real soon. How do you think your boyfriend would like to see you get fucked by a big dog, or even a horse? Get that mutt out of here, before I kick it out the window. When you get back, you can start sucking my dick. Get me hard again bitch, then you'd better fuck me like never before, you know what I like, and you’d better please me.”

That dirty bastard... He wouldn't dare.... He's just trying to scare me... How dare he.... filthy bastard.... Porsha thought secretly in terror.

She cringed with regret as she realized the only way to save her beloved dog was to lock him outside on the balcony after filling up his water bowl and food dish.

He’ll be okay… I’ll give him fresh water…. And food… She’ll find him tonight… I’ll leave a note…. Maybe he’ll stop barking …. Oh I don’t want Clint… that evil bastard to hurt my little Rover… I love him so much… Porsha worried as she carried the little poodle to the little balcony.

As she walked back, she almost forgot that she should be crawling and quickly assumed all fours and began her trek back to Clint. He didn’t seem so pleased that the dance was interrupted and she knew that even in her short absence he had probably already devised some sort of cruel punishment for her.

Looking up at Clint, she was the face of the devil himself. The small goatee, his dark evil eyes and his menacing smile. This was a man who could intimidate her just with a facial expression. In her mind this was one crazy sick son-of-a-bitch who wouldn’t hesitate to kill her parents if she ever broke “the promise”.

As she waited for her next order, she recalled the previous Christmas holiday when he had taken into a crowded shopping mall dressed in a pink and white teddy with matching white fishnet stocking and wearing a pink Santa Claus type hat. He paraded her around the mall gathering her as much attention as possible. He had taken her picture on Santa Claus’ knee and made her kiss him several times to the delight of the store Santa. If that wasn’t enough he had insisted she give him a blow job under the gift table while the store Santa spoke with store patrons. The older men seemed to enjoy the spectacle of her parading around in her lingerie but the women sure flashed her the meanest and dirtiest of looks. She felt two inches tall by the time he’d had his fun and humiliated her fully.

Then there was that time two years ago when he got off watching her fuck a retarded man. The man had the intelligence of a two year old but the body of a full man. He stunk of stale beer and cigarettes. His cock had been huge but he lacked any skill or experience with it. As punishment for pissing off Clint on something small she had been ordered to seduce the retard, lure him into her apartment and then fuck him until he was bone dry. The problem in Porsha’s mind had been that the retard was able to get it up three times and blow huge loads of cum into her mouth and pussy. He’d been a virgin given he was so rough and didn’t know what to do at first. But at the end of the fuckfest he had pounded her pussy, her ass, her tits and dumped a load down her throat for added measure. He had been in love with her and for months afterwards still dropped by her apartment hoping to have another go at her pussy. Of course she hadn’t degraded herself a second time. He had pounded her pussy so hard that she thought of him every time a huge cock was in her. It had been horrible to be used by the retard in that fashion but she had no choice.

Porsha resumed her dancing to the slow rock and roll music. She swayed to the music allowing Clint to check out her fine body. It was tempting to strip it all off just to make that bulge in his pants explode but she figured he’d soon enough take away her outfit if it pleased him so why rush to take it off. She wanted him good and hard from her dance since she knew he was going to fuck her fast and furiously the first time after all it had been a year.

 

[LittleGary]

The dog was a major pain in the ass. His barking and growling, was really getting on Clints nerves, until that bitch Porscha took him out of the room. Clint would get back at both Porscha and the dog later, right now he needed to get his rocks off. When she finally came back into the room on all fours, and then resumed her sexy little dance, it reminded him of the time he had forced her to work at a strip club for a night. His buddy Jocko, owned the local strip club, and all Porscha had to do was let Jocko fuck her for an hour, for the right to give him 50% of her tips for one night. Jocko had been none to gentle, roughly fucking her face, cunt and ass. Bending her over his food stained desk, and roughly fucking her ass, while a couple of other strippers watched. When he was done with her, he had let the two strippers enjoy her body, while Porscha was forced to lick both of their cum filled pussys, compliments of the customers on the floor.

Strip club really was a good word for the club. Yes some stripping went on, but it was really a cover for the main activites that went on in the Private rooms. For anywhere from $20 to $2000 dollars these girls would perform sex acts and act out their clients fantasies. Porscha had been a big hit. Clint wasn’t sure all that had gone on in those rooms, but the minute Porscha left one room, someone was taking her into another for some more fucking. By the time her evening was over, she wasn’t able to walk. Clint had forced her to crawl to the cab, and suck the cab drivers cock as payment.

“Ok bitch, enough dancing. Time for the first act. Don’t take off any of the clothes. I want to fuck you with that mini skirt on. You know what I like, so do it.”

It was such a turn on fucking her with a skirt on, the material flipped up on her waist, while his hard cock plunged into her tight pussy or ass. Clint thought back to the first year. The look on her face when she saw the size of his cock… Clint had thought she was going to pass out. Taking her anal cherry had been quite a treat, it had taken a long time to get my monster up there, but it had been worth it. She had screamed in pain for awhile, before actually getting into it.

Clint was looking so forward to fucking Porscha this evening. She knew what he liked, how to suck his cock, before wrapping her breasts around his cock. Clint would want to use every part of her before depositing his first load deep in her pussy. After their first fuck, well then the real fun would begin. The other other guests would be arriving in a couple of hours, better get this show on the road.

Clint shifted in his seat slightly, his cock was getting painful trapped as it was in his pants. The look he flashed at Porscha, as she ran her hands over her chest, told her. You better start sucking, or there will be hell to pay.

 

[little_golden]

Porsha cringed and immediately stopped dancing as Clint loudly ordered:

“Ok bitch, enough dancing. Time for the first act. Don’t take off any of the clothes. I want to fuck you with that mini skirt on. You know what I like, so do it.”

"Anything you say Clint... I mean master" Porsha mumbled in a soft giving voice. She wanted to tell him to fuck right off but knew that would be one stupid thing to do.

The smug look on Clint's evil face was a dead give-a-way that he had the whole thing planned out. This year would be no exception in the pattern of hard sexual use and abuse. That bastard Clint had screwed her, pimped her, humiliated her, beat her, and done everything he could think of in between. Every year she dreaded the week of abuse.

The look on his face told her that his cock was getting impatient so she worked the zipper delicately. She didn't want his big cock getting cut up by the zipper or getting one of his pubic hairs caught in his fly and causing him to freak out. One year it had happened accidentally. But he had been so angry that he tied her hair inside her zipper and made her walk around the biker's club like that. His biker buddies had a damn good laugh at her expense.

Porsha freed the big monster cock and gasped at the sheer size of it as it stood at attention as her fingers grasped it and maneuvered it out of his pants and underwear.

"It's so big!" Porsha exclaimed. She was trying to compliment him and get on his good side. Clint had such a big ego and his monster cock was a big part of it.

"Come to momma baby" Porsha spoke to the monster cock as she now worked her two small delicate hands up and down the shaft with as much force as she could. The friction and heat she knew would pleasure Clint. To make the task easier she began to lick up and down the big shaft with her soft dainty tongue. The shaft was huge and veiny, but her sweet tongue pleasured him and she left her saliva drip across his swollen tool. Now she continued to work her hands up and down his shaft but faster.

It was the better part of three minutes that she worked his monster cock in part hand job and part blow job. To add to his enjoyed she started to play with his balls. She knew Clint was always uneasy with her touching his balls but that he loved it too. She worked them for a minute with her fingers as she got the tip of his big cock into her mouth so that she could start sucking him off.

The monster cock actually hurt her jaws but she resisted the urge to protest or cry out. She simply Frenched the big cock for another minute or two as she felt Cint's heat and throbbing passion. In order to catch her breath, she removed his hot prick from her mouth and worked her jaw open and closed as she moved her head to his balls so that she could suck them one at a time into her small hot mouth.

I should just bit them off Porsha thought secretly but didn't dare. If she did, she knew he's pound the living shit out of her right there and then. Instead she pretended to love to them and teased them ever so expertly that she heard Clint groaning as his big hands now touched her body with more earnest need.

"You like that" Porsha giggled as she loved her face upwards and touch the big monster cock into her mouth. This time, to her own chagrin, she started to gobble the big cock as she work the shaft with her two hands. Her mouth so full she couldn't speak, and after every six strokes into her mouth she pushed in another inch or so.

Using her right hand, she started to tease her own pussy. At first it was just light probing and teasing in her hot wet spot. But as the frenzy intensified she was fingering herself in earnest knowing that he could decide at any moment to start slamming her pussy. She wanted herself to be ready to accommodate the monster penis - so she went one one small finger to four fingers in and out.

She knew there was no way to get it all in but Clint never seemed to care. Porsha could sense that Clint was about to blow his wad and she knew at any second he'd either deep throat her or wipe it out and shower her face and body with his massive load.

Faster and faster, she let him fuck her mouth. He was in full control as his passion and lust took over.....

 

[LittleGary]

The slut sure knew how to suck a cock. Clint was very aware of the fact that his cock was not a normal size, and Porscha was one of the few women he knew that would even attempt to deep throat him. The way she used her hands, lips and tongue to tease both his cock and balls, was driving him out of his mind. Originally he had thought to plant his load deep in her womb. This load would be huge, and the thought of her getting pregnant, really turned him on, but her mouth was really doing a number on him. There would be plenty of time to shoot his cum deep in that pretty pussy, the week would be very very long for Porscha.

Clints hands wrapped themselves in Porschas’ long hair, his large fingers weaving themselves amongst her strands of hair. His hands actually forcing her lips and mouth further onto his straining cock. This was going to be big. Clint had forced himself to go without sex the last week, just so this first load would be extra large for Porscha. Clint looked down at Porscha and smiled his evil smile. Her lips were stretched obscenely around his cock, and she was starting to gag, as he violently pulled her hair, forcing her lips to nearly touch his balls.

“God, you’re a great cocksucker…Yeah bitch…Ohhhh…”

Suddenly my cum was shooting deep into Porschas’ throat. Her hands still playing with her pussy, I think she was actually close to cumming just from sucking my cock. I let the first wads of cum shoot into her mouth and throat, forcing her to gag from the amount. My cock continued to spew all over her face, coating her lips, and eye lashes with a thick coating of my spunk.

I watched her continue to play with herself, as I wiped my semi hard cock on her face. I knew it wouldn’t take me long to get hard again. I remember the time a few years back, when I had taken her to the old folks home dressed in nurses outfit. After sneaking some Viagra into their medicine, I had made her put on a show for a group of the old farts. Sitting on a chair, playing with her self. Her hands working over her nipples and cunt while the old men sat there drooling, and wetting and shitting themselves. I thought Porscha was going to lose it, when I told her to get the old men off. She had sucked and fucked the old guys for a couple of hours, when one of the old guys pissed on her, I laughed so loud, I was sure one of the nurses would show up. She was so pissed, but I made her kneel there while the other old guys did the same. I made her take the bus home, sitting there in her slutty uniform, cum all over her, smelling like piss.

“Take off the top bitch. I’m gonna titty fuck you after you get yourself off.”

I loved fucking those nice tits of her, the way she licked the tip of my cock when it hit her lips, I couldn’t wait for her to get me hard with those tits, so that I could fuck that tight pussy.

 

[little_golden]

Porsha felt his fingers wrapping tight in her long black hair. He was losing control as he fucked her small tight mouth. She struggled to breath through her nose and was afraid she'd hyperventilate.

At least Clint seemed pleased she reassured herself as the big cock slammed faster and deeper into her mouth. He grunted aloud like an animal:

“God, you’re a great cocksucker…Yeah bitch…Ohhhh…”

But then it happened and she gasped for air as there was a flood of hot cum erupted from his monster cock and causing her to gag.

It just so much that though he deep throated part of it a whole mouthful flooded her moth as he started to pull out. She didn't try to stop him but instead swallowed profusely great gulps of his hot seed. When the monster dick was out of her mouth there was a dribble from her mouth and a big drip heading down her lips to her chin.

A second later, Clint seemed to be pumping his monster cock and then sprayed Porsha face with a secondary load. It was gross and disgusting but Porsha played it up to impress him.

"Oh ya... that's it sugar... go on.... " Porsha coaxed him as he let her have it all over her face, lips and eyes. She made a show of swallowing some more as if it were some sweet cheap red wine.

"Oh ya... come fuck me.... come on... fuck me again... my pussy is so hot.. come on big boy...." Porsha teased him as she showed him her wet pussy and excited clit. She had been fingering herself and her pussy was ready for the big biker.

She stopped fingering herself and wiped her fingers across her face and scooped up some of his sticky hot cum. To her own surprise, she made a show of wiping her cum soaked fingers across her sweet hot pussy and then fingered herself again as if to show Clint what he was missing. Porsha was hot and her pussy was on fire.

"Fuck the pussy.... Please master... fuck the dirty hot hairy pussy" Porsha pleaded with Clint in a sexy feminine voice.

Clint seemed real pleased of his work and Porsha just smiled at him.

"Come on honey... fuck your girl... come on.... big boy" Porsha pushed the big biker wanting to get his rocks off completely so she could rest.

His eyes seemed very cold and calculating as he ordered her:

“Take off the top bitch. I’m gonna titty fuck you after you get yourself off.”

"Yes master" Porsha replied meekly as she slowly pulled off the tight skimpy white halter top. Her nipples were huge from the excitement of the moment and Porsha showed them proudly to Clint. She raised her elbows and locked her fingers behind her head so that her beautiful b-cup breasts were well displayed on her small body.

"Oh yes master... Fuck em good...." Porsha whispered as she wiped more cum from her face and then wiped it between her two breasts. They were no lubricated and ready as she lay flat on her back were her legs spread almost 180 degrees. She pushed her boobs together as she felt Clint straddling her and pushing his monster cock between them. She applied inward pressure to trap his monster cock between her small mountains.

It was a hip motion that Clint seemed to use as he easily rammed the big cock back and forth between her sweet boobs....

Porsha's mind floated away as her pussy was on fire but her fingers were too busy helping Clint titty-fuck her. She wanted him happy and satisfied but her own need was great and she squirmed on the warm carpeted floor. Her slim fine body was on fire and she was helpless.

Her mind drifted to that time he took her to the bathroom at a motel. He had rammed her head through a cardboard venting hole and while she screamed and moaned he had hammered her pussy. A whole bunch of motel guests had witnessed her screaming and moaning as her head twisted and rotated in ecstasy. He had fucked her so hard and long that the folks had actually clapped when her final moan had escaped her lips.

"Come on big boy....." Porsha pushed Clint as she sensed Clint rocking the monster cock faster and faster between her breasts.

 

[LittleGary]

Clint knew what he was doing to Porscha. Her pussy must be on fire by now he thought to himself, the way she was rubbing her pussy, and playing with her tits. Good let the bitch suffer for awhile she was his to do what he pleased, and he meant to enjoy every minute of his time with her. Yes, she would be one worn out slut when he was done.

His cock was like a piece of steel now as he rocked back and forth between her tits. The way she pressed them inward, forcing the mountains of flesh together, forming a canyon for his monster to slide between. Her hard nipples nearly rubbing on his cock, as it slide forward, the tip bouncing off her chin, so close to her lips. He thought for a moment about telling her to lick his cock, but knew this wouldn’t be the last time he did it this week.

Clint thought back to another time when he taken her to a garage. Wearing some daisy duke shorts, a shirt tied at the waist, with no bra. The four guys working there couldn’t take their eyes off of her. They were some good looking bunch too. None of them looked like they had bathed in weeks, or had any teeth. He had let the four dirty mechanics titty-fuck her in exchange for some parts for his bike. Laying her back on some oily rags they gathered together, they had taken turns forcing her large tits together, their greasy hands rubbing all over her big tits. He had made her lick and suck the heads of their cocks as they came close to her lips. They had all finally shot their loads all over her face, and chest. Clint had given her another oily rag to clean up with, and she was able to smear most of the cum off her body, leaving an oily residue on her face. Even though she would never admit it, Clint knew that it had turned her on greatly by the way she had fucked him as soon as he got her back to the club. Her pussy was so wet, that he slid right in, as he bent her over the pool table in the middle of the club, and fucked her in front of all the members, while he told everyone stories of their sexual adventures.

Reaching back, Clint began to toy with Porschas’ open cunt. Her erect clit stood out proudly, begging to be played with. His big fingers strummed the little nub beneath them, like the strings on a guitar, before plunging deeply into her cunt.

Sawing his fingers violently in and out of her cunt, pushing them as deeply into her as his fingers could go. Removing his fingers and bringing them to her nose forcing her to smell her arousal on his fingers, before sticking them in her mouth, wiping her taste onto her tongue.

“Play with yourself bitch. I want to see you get yourself off.”

Clint watched as Porschas hands moved to her cunt. He wanted to fuck her good and hard before all the real fun started. He knew that the next fuck would be a long one, he had cum so hard the last time, that this one would take awhile.

Clint loved watching Porscha play with herself, the way she moved her fingers to tease her clit, before plunging her fingers into her wet pussy. The look that came over her face, the half shut eyes, the mouth half open. He was sure she was thinking about the time at the Mall, when she had masturbated in front of those college boys in the food court.

“Make yourself cum slut, then bend over the couch. Cause then I’m gonna fuck you but good. You’re getting the whole treatment.”

 

[little_golden]

Porsha could sense that Clint was enjoying the titty-fuck. It didn't do much for her, but somehow Clint seemed to get off on it. Several times as he pistoned his big monster cock back and forth he was tempted to get her mouth back on it. But he was moving too fast and if it pissed him off she knew he wouldn't hesitate to punch her in the stomach or face. Clint was such a fucking bully and brute.

All this sexual teasing and foreplay continued to set Porsha's need to greater and greater heights. In the back of her mind she wanted Clint big throbbing cock in her to quench her lustful needs. Failing that she wanted a huge dildo so that she could finish her masturbation and climax to her own glory. But there was a risk to reaching her own orgasm ahead of Clint. She didn't want that to happen accidental. Oh no, that had happened once when he had taken her to the woods for a quickie and when she had peaked first he had furiously almost drowned her in the nearby river.

Porsha was breathing short quick breaths and she moaned aloud. Her pussy was wet, steamy and a certain fire burned within. She needed to be fucked. It wasn't that she love or even really wanted Clint - but right now she wanted the monster cock. It was like a big black cobra to Porsha. It terrified her, yet, it enchanted her. Someone she was able to charm the monster cobra to the benefit of both Clint and herself.

Clint had done a lot of dirty things to her. Sometimes she felt like a whore and other times very sensual and feminine because of him. He was rough and domineering. At times she hated Clint and at other times she would do anything for him. It was the strangest of relationships and she always maintained the pretense that she hated him. But that she would fulfill the promise - his every wish during the one week of holiday.

"Aiiii!!!!" Porsha screamed out as she now felt Clint's big fingers working her steamy pussy. She sensed he was opening her up further in preparation for a deep thrust of his monster cock into her wet hot pussy. No doubt he would try to ball bust her with one of his deep thrusts that would penetrate 6 or 7 inches in the first thrust. One time she had herself actually cummed when he had rammed her like that. Now she knew his tricks and simply enjoyed the sensation and would squeeze her cunt around his huge shaft.

Clint likes a nice tight pussy... Squeeze it... Come on Porshashe mentally pushed herself.

His big fingers probed deeper.

"Oh God!" Porsha mumbled as she realized that Clint had worked three big fingers into her small tight pussy. There was intense pleasure - but pain too. She had never in her life met a man or fucked a man which such a monster cock. It was a miracle that Clint was so good at preparing her pussy for such an atrocity.

"Aiii... Oh... my... oh" Porsha moaned as the fingers suddenly were roughly pulled from her pussy. She expected Clint to force her on all fours and then to ram her from behind. He liked to doggie-fuck while he squeezed her breasts for dear life. To her surprise, she instead found four stinky fingers jammed under her nose and partly into her mouth. She knew the smell - her own smell. The musky sweet scent reminded her inner soul that her own need was great and that the monster cock... the King Cobra would soon strike.

Clint seemed to be enjoying his power play. She let him play it out. It was his week and she knew for the week she was his sex toy and slave. His words were spoken aggressively:

“Play with yourself bitch. I want to see you get yourself off.”

Porsha leaned back and lifted her legs high in the air and she split them wide apart. It took a lot of dexterity but she held the position that opened fully the doors to her sweet pussy and then she began to roughly finger herself. She used three fingers on her right hand like a small penis to penetrate herself. Using her left hand she kept teasing and pinching her clit. The sexual effect on her body was immediate and intense. She screamed aloud:

"Aiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii! OOOOOOOOooooaaaaaa!" as he body quivered up and down on the floor. Her mind couldn't focus on anything but the intense pleasure that was flooding her senses. It was wonderful yet humiliating too.

Clint's encouragement was too much:

“Make yourself cum slut, then bend over the couch. Cause then I’m gonna fuck you but good. You’re getting the whole treatment.”

His words forced her to climax on his command and she squealed like a wanton sex slave as the ecstasy of the moment overcame her own self control.

"Yess..........yessssss... yessssssssssssssssssss!" she screamed as her body rocked up and down as her fingers began to slowly slow their pace.

For several seconds she simply lay on the carpet panting and moaning. But then her own sweet rush finished and she raced to the side of the couch and leaned over. With her face in the seat of the sofa, she spread her legs - showing Clint her wet red pubic bush and a glowing wet steamy portal that was big and more than ready to accommodate his monster cock.

She knew he'd stretch her pussy some more but she was more that eager and ready to take it now.

As she waited for him to come over and start his fucking, she remembered the time he had found some of her old high school teachers. One by one they had tracked them down and Clint had ordered her to seduce them. Married or not, young or old, Porsha had fucked fourteen of her former high school teachers. On each of them she had used the same line of this undying crush that could only be satisfied by sex. The dirty men - all of them- were more than happy to meet her at the Pink Lady Motel on the outskirts of town. The bastards were just like Clint! The only difference was that they hide their dark side from their students.

Porsha felt Clint's rough hands positioning her rear end and legs.

"Come on... fuck me honey... fuck me... come on... fill me up... fill up my pussy....." Porsha told Clint in a submissive voice. She knew he liked the dirty talk. She was eager to please him.....

 

[LittleGary]

God the bitch was so hot, the way she had squirmed and played with her pussy, before cumming and screaming "Yess..........yessssss... yessssssssssssssssssss!" had Clint as hard as a rock. She had already been close to cumming way before Clint asked her to do it. Deny, deny, deny all you want, the bitch got off on the rough treatment.
Porsch positioned herself over the side of the couch, her red bush just begging him to shove his huge cock up her pussy. The way that cunt grabbed his cock, no matter how many times he fucked her, it always grabbed his cock so good. Just above her tight pussy was her even tighter ass. The first time he had fucked her there….well that was almost worth re-enacting tonight, but not yet.
Clint thought back to the time he had made her fuck all her old high school teachers, they couldn’t wait to get into her pants. Her old math teacher couldn’t wait to stick his cock up her ass, of course he had taken a few pictures of each of the men with Porscha, and they were still paying for those indiscretions, the stupid fucks.
Clint positioned himself behind Porscha, and lined his huge cock up with her pussy. With one big thrust, he buried ¾ of his cock in her.
“ooooohhhhhhh “ Porscha screamed as his cock entered her. No matter how much she tried to prepare her pussy for his cock, it was never enough.
Reaching around her, Clint began to roughly fondle her tits, rolling her large nipples between his fingers, and cruelly pulling each nipple away from her tit, and letting them snap back. Pinching and roughly cupping each breast, pulling her whole body back towards him using her breasts.
Savagely thrusting deeper into Porscha with each thrust, trying to bury his cock all the way to the hilt. Withdrawing until his cock was nearly all the way out of her body, and then plunging into her cunt as far as he could, only to repeat the whole process again and again and again.

As he roughly fucked her, Clint thought about the local college basketball team, and how much they had enjoyed fucking Porscha, individually, and as a group. Filling up her mouth, cunt and ass over and over for well over three hours. The way their fat manager had fucked her, you would have thought he had never been with a woman before.

Bringing a hand back, Clint began to finger Porscha's tight ass, running circles over the tiny rosebud, before sticking his large index finger up it.

 

[little_golden]

Porsha just moaned and groaned as Clint slammed his big monster cock into her hot wet inviting pussy. Though she had expected him and finger fucked herself in anticipation his big thick monster cock still caused her to grunt like a stuck pig as he plough the monster cock into her. Porsha's body shook with pleasure and the ripples of this deep sexual satisfaction pervaded all parts of her body and senses. For that split second her whole body was one big pussy - a pussy that was being fucked by one monster cock.

She squeezed her pussy onto his big monster cock trying to keep him buried inside of her. For the moment they were one and locked together but in a split second he was pulling out almost completely before he slammed his monster dick into her - deeper and deeper. Porsha could only squeal out in delight as he slammed her over and over again. She was screaming in delight and the whole sofa was actually banging against the wall as he humped her.

"Oh... Oh... aiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeee....yessss" Porsha moaned loudly as she now realized that Clint was working her breasts and nipples. He was rough with them and merciless. She would never admit but she liked it. Her body was on fire to his touch and toying. He was one of the few men in her life that had that type of power over her. Like a Timex watch, Clint continued with his long deep cock thrusts.

"Oh.........aaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeee!!!!" Porsha moaned louder.

To her surprise, there was a banging on the apartment wall from her neighbor.

"Shut the fuck up in there!" A young male voice yelled through the wall.

"I've got fucking exams in the morning.... Go get a fucking motel!" the young college student yelled out in frustration at the loud fucking going on.

Clint didn't care and didn't miss a beat as he continued to ramrod Porsha as she leaned over the sofa. Her heart was pounding and her breath was labored. She figured he'd blow his wad in her at any second so she started to thrust her body back onto his big shaft. Her pussy was wet and hot.

"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Porsha screamed as unexpectedly Clint rammed his finger into Porsha's tight ass. She couldn't control herself anymore and started moaning and screaming at full force. Her body bucked onto his and she felt an enormous rush in her pussy and her own sweet wet release.

Porsha's orgasm was fast and intense. Her mind exploded in colors. Her thoughts drifted to the time, Clint made her fuck one of his former prison buddies. It had been an evening of blow jobs and ass fucking. The man had never bothered with her pussy at all. He had insisted that all night long Porsha alternate between blowing his cock and him ass fucking her. He was one sick son-of-a-bitch. Prison had fucked him up real and now he had done his time and was somewhere out on the street. What a scary rehabilitation system.

 

[LittleGary]

Porscha’s orgasm hit her hard. Her screaming was off the wall, and her body was bucking hard against his, her cunt grabbing his cock so hard. The couch was slamming into the wall with each thrust, and Porscha’s knees were actually coming off the ground due to the force.

“You like this, don’t you bitch. You like me fucking you hard.”

Clints’ fingers continued to stroke in and out of Porschas’ tight ass, as he fucked her now dripping pussy. Adding a second and then a third finger stretching her tight hole, preparing her for his hard cock. Oh yeah he was going to fuck her ass, but not yet. He needed to cum in her pussy first, deposit this big load deep inside her, put her ankles up around his ears, as his cock rode in and out of her, her cunt spread wide by his cock.

Remembering the first time he had fucked her at the clubhouse, all his biker buddies cheering him on. How scared she had been when she had first seen his cock, tears actually coming to her eyes, as he had forced her to undress in front of all the men and women who had gathered there. Her embarrassment grew, as he had forced her to lay back on the pool table, her ankles up near his head, as he slowly forced his cock inside her. Her screams had split the air, nearly drowning out the chanting of the drunk bikers. His hands had nearly clawed at her large breasts as they lay against her chest.

After getting the tip of his cock past her lips, he had savagely shoved the rest of his cock as deep as he could, withdrawing , and shoving in again, over and over until his monster was finally in. Roughly fucking her, her screams of protest turning to screams of animal lust, begging him to fuck her, her hips rising off the table to meet his own, cumming over and over as he fucked her in fron of the gathered crowd.

Slapping her ass hard, as her whimpers began to subside slightly. ”Roll over, get on your back slut.” Slapping her ass again, enjoying the way the red handprints stood out against her skin.

 

[little_golden]

Porsha couldn't control her intense sexual pleasure as she rode Clint's monster cock. Her moaning was so intense that she could barely hear the banging of the bed against the wall. Her feet were off the ground as Clint was using her pussy to his feel advantage.

Just when she thought it was over, she felt Clint's fingers poking deeper into her asshole. Clint seemed real proud of himself as he told her:

“You like this, don’t you bitch. You like me fucking you hard.”

Porsha simply nodded at first as she looked down to the floor. She didn't want to see his smug look and his sense of satisfaction at her sexual condition. This pig had taken her to her full sexual limits. He could so things to her that the nicest of men could never do.

"Oh.... oh.... oh... please Clint" Porsha moaned out softly as his fingers continued to ram his fingers into her ass. He kept pumping his monster cock and rather than pulling out he resumed his intense deep thrusts.

Clint's hands were rough as he pushed her legs into the air so that her ankles rested on his shoulders. Now his thrusts were deeper and seemed harder. Again her body quivered with pleasure and she felt every little movement in her sweet hot pussy. She knew his pace was increasing faster and faster. He would blow a thick load of his sperm into her unprotected pussy. The thought if all those little sperm swimming to fertilize her caused her to shudder. But a sense of relief flooded her senses as she figured that Clint would never have reversed his vasectomy.

"Come on... Fill me up!... Come on" Porsha screamed at the top of her lungs as she was so exhausted she could not continue to match Clint's pace. She felt a small load of cum fill her and knew that the mother load was not far behind.

To her surprise, Clint just pulled his monster cock out cheating her of his full load and reward.

"Ouch!" she moaned as he slapped her ass. There was a sting as the slap stung his perspiration soaked body.

His hands were rough as he manhandled her. He spoke directly:

”Roll over, get on your back slut.”

"Yes master" she replied quickly. She was terrified of upsetting him.

"Ouch!" she mumbled again as she hurried to get into the new position and he whacked her ass even harder.

He's got that big load... He won't be able to hold it much longer.... Will he fill my pussy... Will he ass fuck me.... the bastard....will do what he wants.... Porsha realized helplessly.

Porsha's mind drifted momentarily as she recalled Clint's evil orders one night the previous year. She had been made to fuck a local preacher. Then he forced her to confess her sin that Sunday before the preacher's congregation. It had been a horrific shock to the good people when she confessed to it detail by detail. The preacher's wife had actually fainted when Porsha had stripped out of her church dress and showed the congregation where and how the good preacher had stolen her innocence.

That Clint will stoop to the lowest levels....Porsha realized.

"Fuck my pussy Clint!" Porsha begged as she screamed out.

 

[LittleGary]

"Fuck my pussy Clint!" she begged him.

With an evil smirk, Clint leered at Porscha as she lay on the floor in front of him. Her face was still smeared with cum, and her heavy tits rolled across her chest as she continued to breathe heavily. Her cunt lay open, red and swollen, just from the small amount of fucking they had just done, a small amount of cum dripping out of her wet snatch.

“I’ll fuck your pussy again when I’m good and ready bitch,” he snarled. “Hike your fucking legs in the air, and spread your cheeks, I’m gonna have that sweet ass of yours right now.”

With something of a moan, Porscha obliged. Squishing her tits to her chest with her legs, she pulled her ass cheeks apart, exposing the tiny opening to her ass.

Clint rubbed his cock over her exposed pussy, lubricating the length of his mammoth shaft with the mixture of their love juices. Slowly rubbing the tip of his cock all around the entrance to her tight ass, teasing her with out mercy, the look on her face a combination of dread, and lust. Finally with a sudden thrust of his hips, Clint slide the head of his cock past the outer ring of her ass.

“God you’re tight slut. You must not let that limp dicked boyfriend of yours fuck you back here.”

Slowly forcing his cock deeper into her ass, pulling out most of the way, before forcing his monster back in. The sensation that her ass caused along the length of his cock was fantastic.

Continuing to try and fit his entire cock into her ass, slowly forcing his cock in only to back out nearly all the way, before sliding the cock deeper into her tight gripping hole. Deeper, and deeper his cock penetrated into her oh so tight tunnel.

Thinking back to the first time he had fucked her ass. Not wanting to ruin the whole week by splitting her open, it had taken nearly an hour to get her to take his whole cock up her ass. The way she had moaned and came once he had really started to fuck her ass, was well worth the time.

Clint couldn’t wait to see the videotape, so he could see the look on her face as he shoved his cock further up her ass.

“I’m gonna fuck that pussy of yours again after I get my fill of your ass. I’m gonna flood that pussy with my seed bitch. Yeah, that’s right I had it reversed.”


She didn’t need to know whether he really did have it reversed, Clint knew that Porscha feared getting pregnant more than anything, and just the thought that he might be fertilizing her would drive her crazy.

 

[little_golden]

Porsha resisted gagging as a blot of cum dripped on her face. She was panting and her breasts swayed with each deep breath. Her pussy was hot and wet. With her legs spread, when he dismounted, she could feel his hot seed now dripping from her pussy. She was exhausted as she lay on the floor of her small apartment.

Clint seemed satisfied for a moment as he towered over her. She looked up to see an evil grin on his face. He told her very slowly and clearly:

“I’ll fuck your pussy again when I’m good and ready bitch!”

"Okay ... I mean yes master" she replied as she started to roll ready to take a break to recover from her sexual exhaustion. She almost swallowed her tongue when Clint snarled:

“Hike your fucking legs in the air, and spread your cheeks, I’m gonna have that sweet ass of yours right now.”

"Oh.... ...oh... yes master" Porsha whispered as obeyed.

"Ohhhhhhhh!!!" Porsha moaned as she felt Clint rubbing the head of his monster cock over her exposed pussy. There was a slight sucking sound as he dipped in his cock for a second and then wiped it across her asshole - lubricating it further.

For several seconds she held her breath as she felt the tip of the big monster cock exploring her stimulated asshole.

He's changed his mind... He's going to fuck my pussy again... He'll give me a break... He knows I'm exhausted Porsha started to speculate.

"Oooooooww... shitttttttttttt!" Porsha screamed out in shock and initial pain, as Clint suddenly bum fucked her with such intensity she was helpless but to moan and grunt accordingly in a mixture of intense pleasure and pain.

"Aiiiiiii.... Aeiiiiiiiii.... Aeiiii" Porsha moaned as Clint started to rock his big monster cock back and forth in her sweet rear end.

Clint seemed to be enjoying himself:

“God you’re tight slut. You must not let that limp dicked boyfriend of yours fuck you back here.”

"No... never... just you... you're so big... please no... you're just too big" Porsha pleaded with Clint but knew it was of no use.

"Aiiiii!" Porsha moaned louder as he started to slowly jam his big shaft deeper and deeper, and then started long deep thrusts - in and out.

Porsha knew Clint was rock hard and now she could hear his small murmurs of pleasure as he began fucking her ass. It was so tight and she could feel him so intensely. The pleasure was overwhelming so she squeezed her own big erect nipples testing whether this whole sexual encounter was simply a dream or in fact reality.

Porsha let him have his way with her ass as he fucked away. Her eyes were closed. She didn't stop him. When he was good and ready he'd do just what he wanted - like a real biker.

Clint brought her back to reality as he told her:

“I’m gonna fuck that pussy of yours again after I get my fill of your ass. I’m gonna flood that pussy with my seed bitch. Yeah, that’s right I had it reversed.”

"Yes master" Porsha could only whisper meekly. She was exhausted amid knew that she was just a toy for Clint. After he had gotten his own rocks off, he'd take her out on the town. She knew the night was just beginning.

Porsha pitied the poor woman who was probably his girlfriend or wife for the rest of the year. She couldn't imagine Clint as a father or boyfriend. The man was a fucking lunatic and any woman who wanted his baby was insane. It was a relief that Clint had assured her years back that he hated kids and had the operation. With all that cum dripping from her pussy she would be terrified to learn otherwise.

 

[LittleGary]

Porscha was like a limp rag doll for Clint, as he rocked his hard cock in and out of her tight ass. He knew that she would feel this ass fucking for weeks afterwards. He loved abusing her body everyway he could, but her ass was definately one of his favorites. It was amazing to watch that tiny opening stretch to accomodate his monster cock.

Her breasts were rolling all over her chest, before she brought her hands up to play with her erect nipples. He was thrusting so hard into her now, that she was actually sliding across the carpeted floor. Clint smiled to himself, knowing she would have a nasty rugburn. Finally her head hit against the couch, now each time Clint rammed his cock into her, her head bounced against the couch.

Porschas eyes had closed, and the sounds that came from her throat were not sounds of pain, but of pure animal lust. Clint was sure that more than anything, Porscha loved having her ass fucked. He knew that anytime now, she would start cumming with a fury that would leave her totally limp with exhaustion. When he had fucked her ass last year, she had blacked out for nearly an hour.

Clint knew that he needed to cum soon. His special guests would be arriving soon, and Porscha needed to be ready for them. Pulling his cock out nearly all the way, he began to really fuck her ass, his balls were slapping against her on every deep thrust, his hands pulling to meet everyone of his massive thrusts. her moans and whimperings told him, it would soon be time, and then he would fuck her pussy again, leaving his load deep in her.

 

[little_golden]

It was an exhausted blur to Porsha. Clint worked her body as if he knew every inch of pleasure he could steal from it. She was panting in heat like a bitch as he worked her his big dick in and around her body. His deep thrusts has her screaming out in pleasure as his balls bounced merrily against her body. Clint no doubt feel the slut heat emanating from her. With a huge moan she again shook as she screamed out in ecstasy. Seconds later, her pussy eagerly welcome a river of cum from big Clint's cock.

As she felt the load filling her, she collapsed exhausted onto the floor. Seconds later she was sure she heard knocking at her apartment door but was too tired to move.....

 

[LittleGary]

Clint groaned, emptying a huge load deep in Porscha's cunt. God that bitch knew how to fuck. I laughed as I looked down at Porscha, she was exhausted, and this party was just starting. I heard a knock at the door. Hmmm it was a little early for my guests, but.

“Here, put this on.” I told Porscha. “as he handed her a blindfold, he didn’t want her to know who it was that she was fucking tonight. “If you even try to take it off, I’ll tie you up, and let anyone who will give me 5 bucks fuck you.”

He peeked out the peephole, and was surprised to see a very attractive blonde. Her hair hung just past her shoulders, and appeared to be wet. She was wearing a pair of pajama bottoms, and a tee shirt. Her breasts swung freely under the shirt, and he could see her nipples poking through as the cool air in the hallway brushed against them. As he stood there, he saw her fumble with a key, and felt the handle turn. Jumping back behind the doorway, he waited to see what she would do.

“Baby where are you? Tck tck tck” as if calling a dog.

Clint slammed the door, as he stepped out from behind it. The woman jumped, and started to scream as she felt Clints hand clamp over her mouth, and grab her around the waist. She aimed a kick at his shin, which he neatly side stepped. He roughly dragged the woman into the livingroom, where Porscha was just rising to her feet.

“Tell the bitch to calm down, we’re just going to have some fun.” He told Porscha.

 

[little_golden]

Porsha lay flat on carpet, exhausted, as the river of hot cum dripped from her used hot steamy sore cunt.

Clint's order was clear as barked:

“Here, put this on!”

To Porscha's disappointment it wasn't an outfit but a black leather blindfold that could be tightly secured about her head to force her into complete temporary blindness.

Quickly she secured around her head. The room went completely and perfectly dark. Her body twinged with excitement as she knew Clint was expecting someone to further torment or fuck her.

She heard him walking to the door. His words were like ice
as he warned her:

“If you even try to take it off, I’ll tie you up, and let anyone who will give me 5 bucks fuck you.”

"Yes master" Porsha replied meekly. She didn't dare fuss with it. Using her hands she found the couch and slid onto it. She crossed her legs meekly trying to make herself more presentable in case Clint had a guest.


“Baby where are you? Tck tck tck” as if calling a dog.

Porsha recognized her neighbor's voice. But it was too late. She heard the commotion as the door opened. Then there seemed to be a struggle.

She could hear muffled screaming. Clint spoke harshly:

“Tell the bitch to calm down, we’re just going to have some fun.”

"Relax honey.... The dog is on the balcony.... Can I give her the dog Clint? Please Clint... I beg it!" pleaded Porsha.

"She's not part of it... " Porsha started to plead. She knew it was out of her hands and between Clint and her neighbor. If he convinced her - then that was their choice.

Porsha could smell the sweet perfume of her sexy blonde neighbor.

"He won't hurt you... You surprised us... I thought we'd be gone by now..... This is Clint... He must have thought you were a burglar or something" Porsha tried to explain away the awkward situation.

 

[LittleGary]

Clint roughly forced the young woman on the ground near Porscha. Just relax bitch, and you won’t get hurt. Porscha and I are just having some fun. Clints’ huge cock hung limply from his body, and he laughed as he noticed the girl licking her lips as she stared at his huge member.

“You like what you see?” He asked as he waved his cock in front of her.” Stand up he ordered the young woman.” He grabbed the set of handcuffs he had planned to use on Porscha and slapped them on the girls wrists. “Don’t say anything unless I tell you too, or I’ll shove a gag in your mouth.”

Clint turned as he heard another knock on the door. “Ok these are my friends, so both of you just do as you’re told, no talking. Porscha, you’re name tonight is Desiree.” The grin that crossed his face was pure evil. There were two men at the door. The first was a man in his mid to late fifties, he had a black bag over his head, if Porscha would have been able to see, she would have recognized him as her father, well actually her step-father. Clint had set this whole thing up months ago, losing at poker to her father. Porschas father was not unfamiliar with prostitutes, so he had readily agreed to this evening of pleasure in exchange for the money. The second person was a pimply faced kid having a hard time holding a large German Shepard, a co-worker of Porscha’s, he had jumped at the chance to do whatever he wanted with her for an evening. She had long been his favorite masturbation subject, despite the way she treated him.

Clint opened the door. “Welcome my friends, remember the rules, no talking . Your prize is here, but you can’t see her or talk to her. I have the list of what you want her to do, and I will co-ordinate the whole thing, so enjoy.”

Clint led the older man to a chair, and had him take a seat. “Desiree, come here. Suck his cock, NOW.”

Clint motioned for Billy to put the dog in the bedroom. Growls from the bedroom, showed his displeasure. When Billy returned Clint mentioned to him. “Her mouth is occupied, but perhaps there is something else of interest?”

He could tell by how quickly dropped his pants that he wouldn’t last long, he’d be lucky if he got it in before he started shooting off.

Clint walked back over to where Porschas friend lay slack jawed as they watched Porscha crawl towards the man, feeling her way , finally finding the chair, and kneeling in front of it, ready to fulfill Clints order. His cock began to rise as he looked down at the pretty blonde below him, her mouth opening and shutting as some unknown thoughts crossed her mind. Reaching down to grab her by the hair, Clint said “You want this don’t you bitch.”

 

[Francince32]

Kelly lay on the ground in shock. She had just come to feed Porschas dog, and take him for a walk, when this huge guy had grabbed her, and what the hell was Porscha doing, laying there naked on the ground, was that cum leaking out of her cunt?

Involuntarily Kelly felt a spasm in her cunt. Kelly had always thought that Porscha was hot, but had been reluctant to say anything, because of Porschas holier than thou attitude.

This Clint guy was something. There was definately an evil aura around him. You could just feel that he could snap at any second. And God was he hung His huge cock was practically slapping her in the face as he barked out his orders to everyone. Kelly was trying hard to figure out what was going on with these new guys. Their was something familiar about the older guy, like she had seen him around before, while the younger guy had the smallest dick she had ever seen.

She watched as Porscha slowly crawled along the floor to where the older man sat, a tingling sensation starting deep within her cunt. As she looked back up, she saw Clints big cock swaying in front of her. She couldn't take her eyes off it, and her mouth began watering as she imagined taking it deep within her mouth.

Clints huge hands tangled in her hair, and she felt herself being pulled, and his deep voice asking if she wanted his cock. Knowing he would beat her if she refused, she meekly nodded, and bowed her head.

"May I suck your cock, Please."