Lisa began crying out loudly as Gene's ram forced her into an ass-induced climax, something she had never experienced before.
"Oh.. Oh.. Oh.. Uh.. Uh.. Uh.. uhowwwwweee! Uuuuaaaaooooooww!", she screamed as Gene let go, shooting spurts of hot jism straight down into her rump from his bulging balls. He kept pumping as he continued to shoot, the hot lava pouring into the screaming girl's brown canal and erupting out onto her reddened cheeks.
He jerked himself out of the puddle of cum lying in the crater between her upturned rumps, jumped off the table and ran around to her head. Incredibly, he was still shooting as he clamped her ears in a vice-like grip and stuffed her screaming mouth. He flooded her tongue and throat while squeezing her cow nipples until they released their milk. He finished draining himself into the still-shuddering girl and then flopped limply out of her mouth, leaving her bound and covered with pools of cum and milk as he turned away, exhausted and red-faced.
Lisa came down from her high and shuddering sobs racked her trussed body as she fully realized the shame and the pleasure that had been given to her for the first time that day. She tried desperately to free herself, but it was no use. Her ass cheeks remained spread high above her and both her holes stayed stretched open, cum dripping from the puddle in her ass down into her engorged pussy. Her arms remained crisscrossed tightly over her ribcage, huge boobs ballooning high in the air through the openings. Her wrists remained tied to her knees which were bent down to the desktop and her ankles remained pinned under her armpits, even now still tickling the hidden nipples. The tears flowed onto the floor from her hanging head, but Gene ignored her completely, now that he was finished using her, and urged Linda on.
"Give it to her Linda. Come on, feed her that hard meat."
"Ram it home!"
"Ooh! Ooh! Mommy! I think he's gonna make me come!"
Whap! Whap! Whap! "French her, momma!"
"Mmmmm..unnnunnnh..mmmmph…ohhh! You're gonna tear me apart!"
"Harder. Harder!"
Blaat! Blaat! Blaat! "suck her tongue!"
Squish.. Squish.. Squish.. Splock.. Splock..
"mm mmmummm mmmm mmmmm ow unh owee unh unh uh ohhhhhhhh!"
Mother and daughter came together just as Linda and I released our loads into their slots, crushing their lips together and jerking wildly on our shooting cocks. The force of their cumming expeled warm, wet saliva into one another's mouths as they spasmed violently, Daphne's tits jumping in my hands as they spat thick, hot milk onto the desk. Linda caught the tit-cream as it sprayed on her hands and rubbed it into Margaret's jerking boobs, causing them to erupt as her daughter's hot milk hit them. I came like I never did before, filling Daphne's cavernous butt crack with juice as she took her mother's grunting gasps into her clutching mouth.
Margaret jerked for half a minute, spending herself, cumming for real for the first time in years as Linda finished draining herself into her quivering, wet hole.
Having satisfied herself, Linda withdrew from Margaret, giving her a pat on her split rump and said soothingly, "That was good
Margaret. I bet your husband never got you off like that. Now you know who's the boss. From now on I'm runnin' things around here. And, if you behave, maybe I'll do it to you again sometime.". And then she announced loudly to the whole room, "OK.
We've had our fun. It's quittin' time. Let's get the hell out of here. We've all got a busy day ahead of us tomorrow!".
Well readers, that's my story. And I owe it all to computers. If
I hadn't started consulting, I never would have met all those interesting people. I hope it you found it somewhat entertaining.
It turns out that Gene ran a whole string of these operations around the country. He regularly ran their circuit, visiting each of them in turn whenever he wanted some action. I also heard that he had some trouble with the law over them, but since they fronted as legitimate businesses he always got out of it and was still in operation last time I checked. Also, I guess no one ever was willing to admit what happened to them in those places either.
I can't imagine what went on in his other offices. It couldn't have been more bizarre or sexually exciting than what I had just seen. Or could it? Before I left, he did say that he would be glad to have a man of my capabilities on his payroll and that I should consider joining him as his partner; visting the other shops with him. I couldn't think straight at that moment, but I told him I would consider it. It might make for some more interesting stories.
I don't know what happened to any of those people. I never went back there and who could blame me. I grabbed my clothes and tools and ran out of there like there was no tomorrow. Anyway, how could I have faced them again after that? But still, I sometimes fantasize about Daphne, Diane and Lisa; wondering what happened to them and what effect their brutal, sexual initiations had had on their lives.
I thought about turning Linda in to the authorities, but didn't want to get involved. Besides, those women had really wanted it, once they got going. That's the way women are. They have no real sex drive. They respond only to physical stimuli. When you want it, you just have to start touching and fondling them. And if you touch them long enough in the right places, they automatically react and get worked up.
All I know is, I had to tell someone. And the only avenue of release for me was this one – telling my story to you, the good people on this BBS. I know, from reading your stories, that you have very open minds, sexually at least, and I thank you for letting me unload this incredible story on you.
Now, let me tell ya about time I was fifteen and me and my best friend ganged his twenty-year-old sister with a vacuum cleaner and a baseball bat…. -