Message-ID: <7488eli$9801191714@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: submissive slut Subject: A Friend in Need (2/2) by Phil Phantom Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii 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: <34C2745C.66BE@hotmail.com> PART TWO OF TWO The following story is an uncensored sexual fantasy involving practices that are illegal, immoral, socially unacceptable, and messy. Only mature adults with a firm grasp on reality should venture further. This story promotes nothing, and nothing in this story should be taken seriously. Readers are cautioned not to attempt any of these acts without professional guidance and a net. If you are underage, hit the 'K' key. Reading stories like this can make you go blind. If you are a servant of the Lord, looking for sinners to convert, study this story and memorize it. This will help you recognize sinners when you see them. Good luck, and avoid mirrors! Phil Phantom "A Friend in Need" By: Phil Phantom Part two of two That evening, we were treated to a punishment session in the living room. Cheryl made Diane strip right in front of me and Jason. She then took a belt to her ass and thighs. Cheryl made her stand with her ass facing us and took her time. Diane's juices were drooling down her inner thighs before Cheryl was through. Afterwards, she made Diane stand in the corner facing us until bedtime. Jason had to leave the room twice. Saturday afternoon, everyone gathered at the house for a pool-side barbecue. Diane kept out of sight until the critical moment. It was her job to bring out the ribs. Everyone knew that something was going on because Cheryl requested that they all leave their kids at home. Cheryl waited until everyone was settled on the deck, then rang a bell. When Diane stepped through the patio doors in that uniform, carrying the platter of raw meat, there was a sudden mass intake of air, absolute silence, then a pin dropped. Sue also dropped her drink. Diane never looked sexier. She had a full body blush as she stepped awkwardly towards the table, trying not to catch her spike heels in the decking cracks. The wind whipped at her thin apron, treating us to flashes of her pussy, freshly shaved bald. All eyes followed her progress as she twisted away from the wind. Tongues fell to the deck; flies flew in and out of open mouths. Diane set the tray beside the grill, turned to Cheryl and said, almost in tears, "Will there be anything else, Ma'am?" "No, just attend my guests and keep their drinks fresh." Diane did a curtsey and departed. Cheryl smiled at our astonished guests. I wasn't sure how our friends would take this. Diane was a friend, our beloved Neal's widow. They'd grown accustomed to Cheryl's bizarre behavior. The women accepted Cheryl as a mistress to their husbands. Her bisexuality was an amusement. Inez and Rachel had experienced Cheryl as unwilling lovers. Neither was bisexual. Inez had taken quite a ribbing while she was paying interest on the loan. Cheryl used to take her off from the group and return her with a wet face. The women all knew that if they got too drunk, they were likely to be assaulted by Cheryl. It was a running joke. They playfully called Cheryl a sexual predator. When Diane came into the group, we all knew she'd have to have her. Diane proved to be unreachable. She never let her hair down, never drank, never got crazy. She was always modestly dressed and always the proper lady. Seeing Diane play the subservient maid in that outfit told volumes. They all knew how vulnerable Diane was and how determined and crafty Cheryl could be. For the longest time, nobody spoke. Finally, Rachel stood and toasted Cheryl, saying, "Well, I suppose congratulations are in order. Maybe now I can tie one on without worrying about waking up with a woman's thighs clamped over my ears." Nervous laughter broke out, thawing the tension. Frank said, "How is she, Cheryl?" "As a maid, she sucks." Everyone broke up laughing at what they thought was a double meaning. Inez said, "It just takes practice. Like they say, once you get past the smell, you've got it licked." More laughter followed. Diane returned carrying a tray of fresh drinks. She seemed to be adjusting to the exposure. Though still flushed, she no longer bothered turning against the wind. She let the wind blow her apron up and tolerated the eyes feasting on her privates. At first, her old friends tried not to be obvious about their stares. Before long, they looked openly, unabashedly, even dipping heads to look between her legs. Even the women participated. Amazingly, no one treated her as an old friend, an equal. Cheryl never told them how to act, they just picked up on it. Comments about Diane's body began to flow in her presence. They spoke about her as though she weren't there. Cheryl enjoyed Diane's humiliation. Diane kept her cool composure even when someone poked a head under her skirt. She almost lost it when Frank grabbed her ass and made her spill a drink on the bikini-clad Rachel. Rachel swiped scotch off her bare legs and cried, "Clumsy bitch!" Rachel had never been terribly fond of Diane. Diane turned fearful eyes on Cheryl and set the tray down. She apologized and began wiping Rachel's legs with a hand towel, giving the rest of us a delightful display of her naked pussy. She seemed oblivious of the show she was putting on as she swabbed Rachel's widely parted legs. Ed leaned in close to me and said, "I don't fuckin' believe this. You fuck her yet, Red?" I smiled. Frank leaned around Diane's leg and looked right into Diane's crotch from the rear and exclaimed, "Jesus H Christ, her cunt is bald as a baby's butt. His hand went between her legs, instantly bringing Diane erect. She stiffened as Frank entered her. Cheryl shouted, "You take care of Rachel, bitch!" Slowly, trying to ignore Frank's plunging fingers, Diane returned to wiping Rachel's dry legs as Rachel hung her legs over the arm rests of her chair. Frank was lewdly finger-fucking Diane using his two middle fingers and whipping her crotch into a froth. Diane's knees appeared ready to buckle as she dutifully accepted the abuse and attended Rachel's inner thighs. During this lewd exhibition, Dave and Sue sat quietly on my left, Sue at my side. Sue was taking it all in. Her eyes rarely left Diane's loins. Dave hadn't said a word. He had long ago learned to leave his morality at the door. He knew that at some point during the party, I'd take his wife by the hand and lead her to my bedroom, usually at a time when everyone was looking and could see where we went. Afterwards, I'd return her looking fresh-fucked, her hair a mess, her lipstick smeared, and semen trailing down her legs. Sue enjoyed being put on display in this way, though she always protested mildly. With Sue, you can only get her to do what she wants to do anyway. She just needs to feel helpless and pressured. As she watched Frank abusing Diane, her face and neck grew splotches of red, a dead give away to her state of arousal. When Diane fell to her knees and succumbed to a powerful orgasm, Sue reached over and gripped my hand tightly, telegraphing her immediate need. When I didn't respond, she tugged. When that didn't work, she stood and pulled me to my feet, leading me into the house. She dragged me to the bedroom, shut the door, and attacked me. The woman was insatiable. She had me exposed, on my back, and mounted in record time. I took advantage of her aroused state to press once again on behalf of Cheryl. I said, "Sue, I'm getting tired of you putting off my wife. She wants you. Either you make yourself available to her, or I'm sending your pictures out to your parents and telling them who their grandchild's father really is." I'd made this idle threat so many times, it was quite powerless. This time, however, Sue said, "Is there no other way?" I said no, somewhat surprised. She hung her head in mock surrender and said, "I won't resist. Is she going to treat me like Diane?" I hadn't thought about that, but quickly said, "You can count on it, and Dave better learn to accept it." She looked into my eyes while riding my cock and said, "Dave knows his place, Red. Our daughter is proof of that. If he pouts or complains, he knows he won't get any for weeks." She paused, then said, "When are you going to tell Cheryl?" "Right after we're through." "God, do you think she might put me and Diane together?" "How do you mean?" "You know, make us do things to each other, put on a show." "You mean like make you lick Diane's pussy in front of everyone." "YES!" "In the nude?" "YES! Both of us." "I think she will." Sue moaned and bucked harder, riding my erection. After a few moments, she said, "Red, I'm pregnant again. It's yours. I told Dave right before we came over." "Did you tell him it was mine?" "Yes, but that wasn't necessary. Since I've been off the pill, he's been using a condom." "No wonder he was so quiet." "Red, are you going to make me carry this one full term also?" "What do you think?" She rode me harder, bucking furiously. She exploded in climax and slowed to a slow, gentle easy ride, moaning in ecstasy. She looked at me through glassy eyes, smiled, and said, "Everyone knows I'm your whore, Red. Tammy [her thirteen-year-old daughter], the neighbors, the church, even my parents know. Anyone that knows you and takes one look at Jenny knows. Going anywhere with her is like having a sign on my ass that says, 'Red's Whore.'" "Good, soon you'll have two signs, won't you?" "Yes! You bastard, you've ruined me. I'm not going to fight you anymore." This declaration was more than I'd dreamed. For the past two years, I've been trying to set Jason up with Tammy. Sue has steadfastly refused. Tammy is not allowed to date and rarely visits us. She has blossomed into a gorgeous teen in the past year, a small version of her mother. Jason has had his eye on her ever since she developed tits. Sue knows damn well that to let Tammy go out with Jason was tantamount to handing over her cherry. Jason has a bad reputation. I've bailed him out of three statutory rape charges by paying off parents. I said, "In that case, tell Tammy she has a date with Jason tonight." Sue stopped her motion to stare at me. She shook her head slowly, then said, "You won't give up, will you?" "No, I won't." She thought for a moment. My dick grew inside her. She felt it stir and began moving once again. She bit her lower lip and then said, "All right, I'll do it." I reached to the bedside phone and handed her the handset, saying, "Call her." She took it, paused, then dialed. She said, "Hello, Tammy. Sweetheart, I want you to do me a favor. I want you to go out with Jason tonight....no, on a date....yes, I've changed my mind. I think you're old enough now....I don't know where he's taking you, just be ready by eight." I cupped the mouthpiece and said, "Tell her to wear a sexy dress." "Honey, you better wear a dress. He might take you to a nice restaurant....No, wear the yellow one....I know what I said about it, but you do look cute in it....No, I'm not setting any curfew. Jason's a big boy; he knows when too late is. Okay, bye." She hung up and said, "Are you happy now? I'm surprised you didn't make me tell her to go without panties." "I didn't think of it, but panties are no problem for Jason." Sue rode my now stiff erection, building up speed. She moaned, "God, I can't believe I'm setting her up for this. Just last week I forbid her to wear that dress again. It's at least two sizes too small. She must think I've lost my mind. Dave will be livid." "What's one more whore going to matter?" "That's true. Besides, misery loves company." She was bucking and bouncing again. I said, "You don't look miserable to me." She smiled. Jason smiled when I told him he had a date with Tammy and that he had no curfew. Sue had worn a modest two piece swimsuit covered by one of Dave's shirts. When we finished fucking, I made her wear only the shirt. In addition, I only let her button the two bottom buttons. When she stood, semen poured down her legs. She looked at herself in the mirror, turned and looked at the rear view. She looked at me and smiled bashfully, saying, "This will definitely blow Dave's mind, not to mention the rest of them. Are you sure you want me to go out there like this with Jason still home?" "Sure, why not. He'll be fucking you one day. He may as well get a peek." "My, but we are bold now, aren't we? I see you took me at my word." "Absolutely. Come on, you have a show to do." I led Sue to the patio doors and eased her through. She got a sudden case of nerves at the last moment. Diane passed her on the way in and looked down. Someone had pulled Diane's top below her tits and removed her apron. The stiff top pushed up on the underside of her big mounds distorting them grossly. I gave her left tit a squeeze as she passed me. All eyes focused on Sue as we stepped onto the patio. Sue blushed and headed for her chair. Dave looked away in disgust. Everybody else smiled. I gave Frank and Ed a high five. I took Cheryl aside at the first opportunity and filled her in on the latest developments. She was delighted to say the least. She told me that Ed yanked Diane's top down and fingered her to another climax. I noticed that his hand had been a little sticky. I went to tell Jason the good news as Cheryl returned to the party. When I returned to the patio, Cheryl had Sue's shirt wide open and was inviting everyone to feel the baby kick. Of course, no one could feel the baby kick. It was only two months along. They did, however, feel Sue. She took the groping of her crotch stoically. Only Dave and Inez abstained. I went over and patted Dave's shoulder, saying, "Well, it looks like you're going to be a daddy for a third time." He looked up and said, "No, you are." "Now, now, Dave. Let's not split hairs. What comes out of your wife is yours, old buddy." "That's awfully generous considering how much you've put in my wife." Sue shot her husband a disapproving look as Ed fingered her cunt. She said sternly, "Dave, I warned you about that attitude. What goes into my body is none of your fucking business. Now, you apologize to Red this instant." Dave looked at the fingers plowing his wife's furrow. Sue widened her legs and drew the shirt flaps off her breasts, leaning back. He looked to me and said, "I'm sorry, Red." Sue smiled, then added, "Dave, Jason is taking Tammy out tonight. I want you to give him some money. This is her first date. I want it to be special. Tell him she doesn't need to be home at any special time and give him a condom." Dave looked at his wife with incredulous eyes. She stared hard right back. For a second, it looked like Dave was growing a spine, but he stood and checked his wallet. He went into the house, headed for Jason's room. I found out later that he gave Jason fifty bucks and a condom. While Dave was seeing Jason, Diane returned. Cheryl stripped her and ordered her to kneel before Sue. Sue had her legs draped over her chair arm rests. The rest of us gathered around as Cheryl ordered Diane to lick Sue's pussy. Diane slowly dipped her head between Sue's legs and licked. Sue grabbed her head and pulled her in tight. Frank knelt behind Diane and entered her pussy. After Frank came, we had the two girls get into a sixty nine with Sue on top. Ed mounted Sue. After Ed came, they flipped over and I fucked Diane in the ass. Inez dropped to her knees before Cheryl and ate her pussy. Rachel fingered Inez and herself at the same time. Dave walked in on this scene. Jason caught the tail end of the act as he headed out the door on his way to pick up Tammy. They got home at two in the morning. Sue and Dave had just left. Inez and Ed were leaving. Frank had passed out. Rachel, Diane, and Cheryl were using the master bedroom. I sat on the sofa, recovering as Jason led Tammy inside. Tammy's yellow dress was torn to shreds. Her right breast hung out and the skirt was ripped up the front to her navel. She had no bra, panties, or shoes. Cum matted her hair. Jason tugged her along and stood her before me proudly. I surveyed her young body and smiled. Jason parted the skirt halves to show me her cum leaking pussy. I gave him a thumb's up. He smiled and took Tammy to his bedroom. That was a banner day at our house. Diane is now a well-trained whore, as are Sue and Tammy. Diane wears only the apron, now. She sleeps at the foot of Jason's bed. Tammy is a feature performer at our parties. Everybody fucks her, and all the women use her. She's pregnant now, two months behind her mother. Lord only knows who the father is. It might even be Dave. I just hope it isn't a red head. THE END -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ |