Message-ID: <17100eli$9811090810@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: quantumleap01@hotmail.com (QuantumLeap) Subject: RP {QuantumLeap} "The Visitors" Part X (wife nc humil mc) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <3646907f.25765770@news.supernews.com> *****************WARNING!WARNING!********************************** The following story contains material of an adult, explicit sexual nature. IF YOU ARE OFFENDED BY THIS SUBJECT MATTER OR UNDER 18, DO NOT READ ANY FURTHER!! ******************************************************************* The Visitors by QuantumLeap Part X He filled the open door with his huge frame, seemingly larger each time he appeared. His thickly veined arms sprouted from the sides of the black tank top that clung to him like a second skin. Mountainous knots of muscle strained at the fabric that covered his chest and stomach. The white spandex shorts left nothing to the imagination, showing a clear outline of his perpetual erection. I watched my wife as her eyes were drawn to it, following the thick cord along the bottom of the pulsating shaft to the sharply flared glans straining to escape from the waistband. His thighs nearly touched both sides of the door frame, bulging with tight bands of hard, woven muscle. His presence was so intimidating that my pulse pounded and my body shook in fear of what he was capable of this evening. He entered, now having to duck to clear the top of the entrance to our home. My wife stood in awe of his towering, impressive physique. Once inside, he smiled at her hungrily, enjoying her longing body, displayed in a way that was calculated to excite him. He finally broke the tense silence. "Well, aren't you going to kiss your husband?" She approached him, eagerly reaching for his waiting lips. He lowered his face to hers, drinking the liquid from her warm, soft mouth. Her throat pulsed rhythmically as she wrestled and probed his tongue with hers. Her taught body stretched to meet him, showing the sculptured lines of her legs, ass and waist. He released her, their eyes remaining locked in knowing, silent communication. He turned slightly toward the open door, looking behind him as he spoke. "I've brought you a playmate tonight," he said softly. As he stepped aside, she entered, standing beside him with the same evil grin. I remembered that grin. This tall, muscular, black woman delivered the unfortunate blonde's husband to our house the night he was initiated. She was dressed the same as he, her large breasts bouncing under the tank top. Portions of the black globes overflowed through the open sections on each side, just in front of her large, firm arms. The elastic white shorts molded her protruding mound, already showing a damp stain along the vertical crevice between her incredibly large labia. She had the physique of a female bodybuilder, except for the jutting breasts capped with large, stiff nipples. Her smooth, ebony skin was stretched tightly over a well-muscled frame that promised a long night of humiliation and perversion. She walked to my wife, drooling at this succulent prey. Reaching out, she examined the sheer, white material, running it through her fingers as she leered, waiting for my wife's reaction. My wife looked confused, unfamiliar with the advances of another woman. He watched her response with interest and amusement. Suddenly, violently, she ripped the delicate covering from my wife's body. My startled wife stood her ground, her face and shaking body showing her growing apprehension. She looked to him for guidance, for answers to questions she had never been asked. He responded with emptiness from cold eyes she dreaded remembering. The amazon again raised her muscular arms, this time stroking my wife's pouting breasts with her long, black fingers. She brought her fingertips to the nipples, feeling them stiffen as she rolled and pinched them. Excited by my wife's discomfort, she breathed the words softly into my wife's face. "Hello, Beauty. My name's Agony. Won't you come play with me?" She stood silently, shaking, not knowing how to respond. She expected him to satisfy her tonight, to fill her with his hard cock, to make her cum again and again until she found some relief to the urges that tortured her. Bewildered by this turn of events, she struggled to separate her heat of sexual frustration from the advances of this beautiful black lesbian. "It's not polite to snub my friend, dear," mocked the giant. "Tell her you're sorry, then kiss and make up." "I'm sorry," my wife muttered, looking into the amazon's liquid, brown eyes. She winced slightly as he prodded her, then pressed herself against Agony's hard breasts as their mouths joined in a deep kiss. Her body trembled as feminine black hands caressed her back, then found her firm buttocks, pulling them apart, trying to find the wet wings of swollen flesh just out of reach. Her mind reeled as she felt the tip of a soft finger massage, then enter her ass. She let out a short moan as she desperately tried to fight the cravings that grew daily within her over the past week. After toying with her for several minutes, Agony released her, asking again, "Come on Beauty, will you play with me?" She had no choice. "Yes," she answered. We all headed for the living room. Agony had spied my chain. Gleefully recovering the loose end, she led me behind her, yanking hard now and then to hear me yelp. "You don't seriously let this disgusting thing touch you?" she asked my wife. "Not any more, it makes me ill." "It makes me ill, too," she said, laughing. Handing the end of my chain to the monster, she continued, "Please keep this pathetic bag of cum away from us. It's making both of us sick!" He chuckled as he accepted the chain, leading me to an iron railing near the stairs at the far end of the room. He passed the chain between my legs, tying and locking it to the waist-high railing behind me. I was forced to stand against the cold metal railing, my cock and balls tied tightly to it from behind. He returned to his chair without saying a word, watching my wife and his "friend" eye each other, waiting in the center of the room. "I love how you've dressed for me tonight," began Agony in her soft, mesmerizing tones. Her voice was soothing, sexy, intoxicating; an eerie mismatch to her imposing stature. "And these, mmmm, so soft, white, and creamy." She lowered her mouth to my wife's breasts, licking them and sucking at the hardened nipples until they glistened with her saliva. "Now, you do me," she cooed. My wife hesitated, then pulled Agony's top up over her head and off her outstretched arms. Her breasts were even larger than my wife's. They jutted forward, the large, dark nipples extending, moving like small fingers reaching out for her touch. Reluctantly, she lowered her face to Agony's heaving, black tits, taking one of the large nipples into her mouth. She struggled with her desire as she tongued and sucked both nipples, then her breasts, finally wetting her entire chest. "Ohhh, Beauty, you sweet-tongued angel. Mmmmm, don't we play well together?" Agony's praises and encouragements continued as my wife worked below her. The taste of her breasts was a mixture of vanilla and spice, surprisingly pleasing as she covered every inch with her lapping tongue. She caught brief whiffs of Agony's sex as the sweet, rich odor rose to entice her. The delicious tastes and smells of Agony's excited body softened her resistance a bit, as she relaxed and warmed with each compliment. She cradled my wife's face in her hands, tilting it up to look into her blue eyes. "I want to see you, Beauty. Show me all of you, please?" Her voice was irresistible. My wife stood before her, slowly removing the last vestiges of her scanty outfit. After presenting the items to her master, she stood naked and shaking before her "playmate". She felt the wetness between her legs spread to the insides of her thighs. Her nipples burned as they continued to stiffen and pucker. She was unexpectedly embarrassed, not at her blatant sexual display, but because she was being teased and tempted by another woman. "Would you like to see me too? Do you want me naked, Beauty?" Again hesitating, she murmured, "Yes". "We're friends now. You can call me Agony." "Yes, Agony." Slowly she peeled the tight pants over her wide hips and down Agony's long black legs. As she knelt to remove the pants and shoes, the sweet odor of her dripping vagina assaulted her senses. It attracted her, made her mouth water, like the smell of freshly baked bread. "Go ahead, you can taste me if you like." As Agony spread her legs, my wife rested both hands on her hard, black thighs and slowly ran her tongue along the juicy slit. It tasted incredible - so sweet, so satisfying! It entered her system, finding her pleasure centers, locking on to them and stimulating them like an addictive drug. She licked her again, this time lingering at the liquid center, drinking her juices. Her mouth covered Agony's cunt, sucking loudly as the secretions stimulated her. Her tongue danced over Agony's inner labia and clitoris, trying to produce more of the succulent nectar. Agony's hips began to rock as my wife tongued her. She talked to her as she worked. "Ohhh, yes, my Beauty. Lick me, my pet. Mmmmm, you're sooo good. That's it. Oh yes, put it inside me. Now lick me again, my sweet. Drink as much of me as you want, it's all for you, my Beauty. Ohhhh, ohhhh, OHHHHH!" Agony thrashed in orgasm as she bucked against my poor wife's face. Falling onto her back from the lesbian's viscous thrusts, face soaked with her juices, she watched her finish her orgasm. Her hard, black, body twitched and jerked, then recovered, smiling down at my dazed wife. "Mmmmm, I like playing with you," she purred. "Would you like to cum too, my Beauty?" "Yes, Agony," answered my wife, this time without hesitation. She went to the giant and returned to my wife holding a huge, black phallus. It jiggled slightly as she held it by the base where several leather straps were attached. "Do you recognize it?" she asked, as she displayed its full length to my wife. "No, Agony. I'm not sure what you mean," she replied. "It's an exact replica of my darling Chris' penis. You probably remember it, filling your hungry pussy with his cum until you were swimming in a pool of his sperm. He is one of my favorites, but then again, every child is special in his own way." "Come, my Beauty, up on the sofa so I can pleasure you." My wife crawled the short distance to the sofa. Lying on her back, she curled one leg over the edge, cautiously opening herself to her playmate. She watched Agony fasten the straps around her firm butt and narrow waist, the giant black cock bobbing in front of her. Climbing between my wife's open legs, she covered her with her large, well muscled body. Supported on her hands, suspended above her, she slowly licked my wife's neck and face. Her tongue teased her, penetrating her open lips only to retreat, circle her mouth, then enter her again. After several minutes of teasing, my wife's hands circled her neck, drawing her close for a long, deep kiss. Agony held the tip of the dildo at the entrance of my wife's gaping vagina, working it in small circles over her labia and clitoris. The amazon licked her repeatedly, from ears to nipples, collecting and examining the flavors of her surrendering body. Agony returned to her mouth again, probing deeply into her throat as she inched the firm, black likeness of her own son inside. My wife let a soft moan escape as it stretched her, remembering the ecstasy she received at the end of Chris' throbbing organ. Agony lowered her body, pinning my wife helplessly under her as she continued to drive the black cock deeper. Suddenly, my wife moaned loudly as the supple dildo entered her completely, probing her sensitive cervix. Agony began to grind her mound into my helpless wife, each clitoris sliding over the other as their orgasms approached. My wife's moans had turned to loud cries. "Oh...oh...please Agony, fuck me! Make me cum! Oh God, you feel so good!" "Yes...Yes, my Beauty. Soon...soon I'll make you cum. I want to taste you, to drink your juices as you come in my mouth, as you did to me." Quickly unstrapping the dildo, she moved down to taste her boiling cunt. She worked the dildo against my wife's cervix as she eagerly licked the straining lips and clitoris above it. Finally, after working her tongue in several quick figure-eights directly on her engorged clit, my wife exploded, screaming and kicking in a crashing orgasm. Agony withdrew the phallus as she came, fastening her mouth over her vacant hole, drinking and sucking secretions that flowed from her. My wife continued to spasm uncontrollably, as Agony flashed a knowing smile to the giant across the room. After several minutes, it appeared that my wife would orgasm to exhaustion. Finally, Agony lowered herself on top of her thrashing body, stroking her face and talking to her in soft, quiet phrases. "There, there, my pet. It's OK. Shhhh...Agony is here with you. Listen to my voice, my Beauty. Shhhh...Shhhh...that's it. Relax and listen to me, my sweet. Ahh yes, how beautiful you are when you cum. That's it. Agony is here for you." She stroked her body gently as she talked her down from what appeared to be an unending orgasm. My wife breathed easier as the lesbian continued to fondle her belly and breasts, now quietly whispering in her ear. Then, pulling her close, my wife kissed her softly and sensuously, collapsing back onto the sofa with a faraway smile of newly found satisfaction. Agony rose from the sofa and walked over to me, giving the giant a smile and a wink as she strolled past him. She grinned as she looked into my worried eyes, then dropped her gaze to my erect penis. The drug still controlled me, my cock throbbing and jerking uncontrollably as a small stream of pre-cum continued to flow down the underside of the turgid shaft. Her stunning presence made it difficult to control the maddening heat as my hips began to thrust forward slightly for relief. Extending a long index finger, she slowly traced a line from my scrotum, along the bottom of the shaft, to the sensitive head. Lingering there, she circled the gaping eye, spreading the clear liquid over the hard knob. The sensation was agonizing. Her touch was just firm enough to tease, inflaming my lust as she tortured me. She removed her finger, examining the sticky coating with a disgusted look. Thrusting it in front of my face, she purred, "This is your little mess. Why don't you clean Agony." The words washed over me like a warm wave. It was soothing, irresistible. She pressed the wet tip of her finger to my lips. I opened and accepted it, closing my mouth around the long delicate digit as she slowly removed it. I swallowed repeatedly, but the musky taste remained. My wife stared at the floor, unable to stomach the degrading scene. She flinched as he entered her mind. "YOU WILL WATCH HIS HUMILIATION. IT WILL BECOME A PART OF YOU." She forced herself to look back at us, now part of Agony's next little game. She continued to tease my jerking cock, feeding me the sticky residue with each trace of her skilled fingers. I struggled, thrusting my inflamed member back and forth, trying to touch anything that might give me relief. Bringing me to the edge of orgasm a dozen times, she skillfully prolonged my release. Her soft, sexy voice drove me wild as she played with me. "Mmmmm...that's it...lick your sticky cum from my fingers. Oooo, doesn't that taste good? Agony loves feeding you like this. Want some more? There, another mouthful for you. Goood...now clean me...that's right. Oh, good boy! You've eaten every drop! Now, clean me again. Oh, very good." She smiled sweetly as she wiped the remaining traces of saliva and pre- cum on my chest. Her distended mound then began to swell. I saw the outer lips engorge and separate releasing a flood of syrupy liquid down the hard insides of her thighs. The intoxicating odor engulfed me, hot and sweet, from between her legs. I inhaled deeply, unable to resist the delicious aroma. She sensuously inserted a finger between her sopping labia, withdrawing a glob of the honey she produced. As before, she brought it to my lips, allowing me to suck every drop from the finger as it explored my hungry mouth. Filling myself with it, I felt it entering my brain, seeking out the connections that give pleasure, engulfing and controlling them. I drew it into me repeatedly, the hunger for it suddenly more urgent than my screaming sexual heat. Agony knelt before me, carefully clasping my cock in both hands. Sucking the head into her mouth, I felt her probing tongue at the dripping entrance, the tip trying to work its way inside. To my horror, I felt her tongue enter me and begin to travel up my urethra. Spinning and twisting, the sensation was more than enough to put me over the edge, as I felt the crushing orgasm begin. The intensity was indescribable. It surrounded me, invaded me, separated me from reality, as it unleashed an assault on every nerve in my body. Pure sensations of pleasure at maximum intensity gripped me with unrelenting tenacity. White-hot streams of pure lust and abandon ripped through my body as I thrashed against the iron railing. I felt her impossibly long, snake- like tongue continue to invade me, now squirming against bowel and bladder, lashing at me from deep within my own belly. The orgasm sustained its intensity, feeding on itself as I spasmed helplessly. As she withdrew her tongue, I looked down to see the thin, wet appendage disappear into the face of a hideous creature. Part reptilian, part something indescribable, it glared at me through red, slitted eyes. Jagged teeth lined its gaping, wet maw. Moving tendrils of raw flesh crawled over its bulbous head as it snarled and hissed at me. Its squat, deformed body jumped with excitement as it watched me cum. Pleasure and terror stabbed at me in equal measures as I felt I had descended into the depths of hell. Glancing away from the horrific sight, I looked back to find Agony again kneeling before me. Licking her full lips, she stood and smiled sweetly, watching me continue to cum, avoiding the jet of semen spraying from my thrusting cock. My wife and the giant soon joined her, all three watching me with curious enjoyment. The giant turned my wife to face him, then kissed her deeply, holding her naked, waiting body against him. She responded at once, rubbing her cunt against him shamelessly. Agony watched them, her mouth watering. Grasping her tight, round ass, the monster lifted my wife into the air, lowering her slowly onto his thick cock. She moaned as she held him, her hungry tongue licking at his immense bare chest. He raised and lowered her on his cock while she tongued him feverishly, allowing me to watch him plunge in and out of her clutching vagina. Agony went to her knees in front of them, licking the stretched crevice between my wife's smooth, firm buttocks, then taking his dangling balls into her mouth. Finally she returned to my wife, inserting her long tongue into her ass, licking and probing. My wife orgasmed immediately, triggering his release of boiling cum into her belly. It filled her quickly, a new wave of thick, white goo gushing from her with each of his firm strokes. Agony collected the cum in both hands, spreading it over my wife's body from head to toe. Soon she was covered with a slick, shiny coating of his sticky emissions. She felt Agony's hard body press against her from behind, kneading and stretching her ass cheeks. She panicked as she felt the slippery bulb of the huge black phallus push against her anus. His eyes locked onto hers, probing her with his will. "YOU WILL OPEN YOURSELF TO HER. I WILL GUIDE YOU TO A PLACE OF NEW JOY." It entered her, straining and stretching the walls of her bowels. She held his gaze, allowing him to relax her, to lead her to his destination. The constant pressure continued to fill her, stimulating the now relaxed opening as it slowly eased over the sensitive brown ring. Agony embraced her from behind, hands gliding over her breasts and belly, finally arriving at the damp valley where his thick root entered her. As she stroked and rolled my wife's engorged clitoris, she drove the rubbery shaft to its limit, pressing her black belly against her quivering ass. My wife shrieked and moaned between them, consumed with an orgasm unlike any she had experienced. They stretched her, then crushed her between their strong bodies, totally filling her with synchronized strokes. Suspended between them, she struggled to embrace both demons, craving them equally. Agony and the monster exchanged knowing smiles, each showing appreciation for the other's insidious skills. The three of them performed act after act of lust and perversion in front of me while I hung against the railing, jerking and thrashing. Finally exhausted, they collapsed in a heap of warm flesh while I continued to thrust and spurt my cum onto the drenched carpet. Just before I collapsed into unconsciousness, I saw my wife proudly present the monster with the sixteen cum-filled condoms she had collected for him, her payment for his generous gift to her. -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----