Message-ID: <33422asstr$1005595806@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: X-Original-Path: news.supernews.com!not-for-mail From: Lou Moran X-Original-Message-ID: MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit X-ASSTR-Arrival-Date: Mon, 12 Nov 2001 12:40:15 -0500 Subject: {ASSM} Home Depot Pt2 (MF. mF, cuckold) Date: Mon, 12 Nov 2001 15:10:06 -0500 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: RuiJorge, kelly Home Depot Pt 2 ellem@techie.com -mF, cuckold, cons- Part 2 -- Standard Disclaimer... Work of fiction, no persons are real, work of fantasy, read only if you can vote legally and can tell the difference between real and make-believe -- Yoto noticed the hulking beast leering at my body. When I ran my hand over my ass Yoto spoke to the man. "That's my wife." "Oh I'm sorry pal, she's beautiful." "Yes, she is. I think she would be very attracted to you, sir." "What?" The giant asked incredulously. "My wife has, needs. She likes American men. Strong men, like you." "You telling me I can bang that, you don't mind?" Looking down and away from the man that would have me Yoto said, "Yes. Yes you can." We had done this many times since Carl had been in his own "car accident" Tony Morrison had finally seen the light. Letting a 17-year-old boy screw his wife was not acceptable to him anymore. Hearing her squeal and cum for hours drove Tony to the edge. Getting severely beaten by Carl for daring to try and stop it had ebbed his resolve, but I needed Carl out of my life. Carl had freed me from my boring sex life with Yoto but had enslaved me with his insatiable sex drive. I wanted to experience more sex, but Carl would not allow it. He was screwing most of the women on our block, mothers and daughters alike. He would come to my house smelling of beer and the sex of some other woman. He had forced me to make his 16-year-old girlfriend cum by my tongue. Worst of all his brutal poundings were becoming dull. His immense penis would drive me into a pained frenzy. I would cum but only that moment was truly pleasurable. The rest of the hours long sex sessions would be filled with my agonized screams as he reamed me. He had the parts but no technique. Our first encounters were amazing, mind blowing experiences. He was giving me the orgasms I had only dreamed about as he ravaged my tiny Asian body. His fascination with my ass was only a means to cause me pain. He got off on my tears and helplessness, his ability to control me as I worshipped his huge cock. Tony Morrison has a beautiful wife named Claire. Her body was toned and tanned, both through her hard work. She has a perfect face and thick blonde hair. She has large full breasts and wonderfully curved hips. Carl was supposed to be helping her weight train after school but the first workout ended with her cum soaked and raw. He'd put her in her Solo-Flex and strapped her wrists onto weights she could not move. She had been flirting, she says, and he took her lead and gave her the banging of her life. Carl was only 15 at the time. Claire's workout outfits became increasingly tight and nearly always crotchless, as Carl had ordered. Carl would arrive at her house at 3PM and they would be engaged in his brand of rigorous sex until 5PM. Tony would get home by 6PM giving Claire time to recover from their acts. Often the glow of great sex would still be on her. Tony had his suspicions about the workout sessions his wife was engaging in and he snuck home early to find his wife bent over the kitchen table getting her ass fucked. Even when Tony announced he was in the room Claire had only said, "Go away." This went on for several more days. Each time Tony threatened his wife. Finally his rage got the better of him and he attacked Carl with a bat. Carl beat him senseless within minutes. Carl then propped him up in a chair, tied his hands to his ankles, ankles to the chair and fucked Claire on top of him. The sex sessions now went on whenever Carl demanded sex from Claire. Tony was too frightened and embarrassed to stop them. When Carl broke me the first time I had no idea he was having his way with nearly every female in our development. It was if I had joined a secret club. Nearly all the women were ecstatic about Carl and what he did with them. I was too, in the beginning. Soon the sameness of his vicious fucks made me weary. I wanted to try other things, other men. I was becoming the American slut I had always envied from afar. I wanted the power they wielded with their bodies. I decided to coax Tony to get Carl out of the way. While Carl was upstairs drilling Claire I walked over to the Morrison's house and walked into the kitchen where Tony was sitting with his head in his hands. He is a tall man, but lightly framed. He worked as a lawyer in a local firm where he was fairly successful. He is a very good dresser whose clothes hung well on him. He looked up at me and I knelt in front of him unbuckling his belt. He did not attempt to stop me. He held his hands at his sides, like he had probably done hundreds of times at strip clubs, cautiously obeying the rules of the club. I took his penis out of his pants and it became instantly clear why Claire was upstairs with a 17-year-old boy. I took his stiffening dick in my mouth and stroked him with one hand while I tugged away the zipper with the other. I took his whole shaft in my mouth and sucked him to complete stiffness. Really his cock was a nice size. I imagined with a good technique he would be an excellent lover. Certainly he would not leave me injured. He began panting as he neared his orgasm. It was exciting to bring this man to a climax. I was clearly in control. He would cum when I allowed it. I squeezed his balls as my nose pressed against his thick pubic hair. He began thrusting his hips as he spasmed and came in thick ropes of semen. I licked him clean. He looked at me in amazement as Claire squealed, "I love you," to Carl and his pussy wrecking cock. I turned around and showed Tony my perfect ass wrapped in thin cotton stretch pants that rode up between my cheeks. He marveled at the muscles in my legs and reached out to touch me. "No, Tony, first you need to do something for me. Then my ass is yours. These too," I said turning around pulling my rubbery top up, showing him my great new tits. "Name it." "I want you to get rid of Carl." "I tried." "Maybe you should have someone else do it." I leaned into him, my tits resting on his face and my hands stroking his healthy wet rod. "Come' on Tony; wouldn't it be great to make me squeal like Claire is squealing right now? Wouldn't it be good to put a woman in her place? You would have all the power with me Tony. I couldn't stop you from doing whatever you wanted to me. I am so small, so tiny, and so tight. I would be completely helpless," I knew this was what Tony wanted. He wanted control again. I also knew he would feel masculine again if he was able to regain his wife. "I want to." "Then do it Tony. And do me. Just get rid of Carl and Claire will be yours again. I will be yours. Helpless." "Can I touch you?" He said lifting his hands from the chair. "If you do I don't know what will happen. I don't know if I will be able to stop myself. Please Tony make Carl disappear and everything you want will be yours," I took his hands in mine and pushed them over my tits, taking one finger into my mouth and sucking it with pouting lips. Claire was grunting upstairs which meant she was getting her ass plugged by Carl's mind shattering thrusts. Her guttural orgasmic pleadings were arousing me. I took Tony's hand and began using his hand to rub my pussy. Since I was completely shaved, as I had been ordered, my juices soon soaked the thin blue cotton. For some reason this entire moment was driving me crazy. Claire getting reamed and my submissive partner begging me for more brought me to a quick and messy orgasm. Tony began his own insistent rubbing of my crotch. I kissed him hard and pulled his hand away from my soaked pants. "Anything you want to do to me Tony. Look what you did to me and my clothes are still on, I am yours," I stepped back from him and walked away swaying my ass with exaggerated movements. I looked at him over my shoulder and left him to contemplate what he would do. Within days Tony assembled a group of thugs from a gang his firm was representing in, of all things, a real estate lawsuit. He got 4 of them to agree to a sum of money that was close to 6,000 dollars each. He had given me the details during a blowjob I was giving him in his kitchen during another furious Carl and Claire encounter. Carl had recently seen Batman Returns and was having us all dress up like Catwoman. Claire had spent a considerable amount of money on a full latex catsuit; the crotch was removed of course. I let Tony touch me all over when he explained that Carl would be beaten nearly to death in the coming days. I removed my silk blouse and leather mini skirt to reveal my thigh high stockings and bra; which was quickly tossed off. Tony ran his hands up the back of my legs from the spiked heels to my ass. I squatted in front of him and began lollipopping his shaft. Staring up at him the entire time. I put him in between my breasts and tit fucked him until he spurted in my mouth. His cum was hot. As I stood up we heard Claire screaming, "Fuck me Batman, fuck me!" We giggled and I pushed my bald pussy into his face. His tongue darted out in quick jabs and he pushed two of his long, thin fingers inside me. He had a very deft tongue and his twisting was making me weak in the knees. I controlled his head, occasionally pulling it away to catch my breath. He was obedient and polite, but got quickly back to work on me. The screams and groans coming from upstairs were wild, and loud. I was certain the neighbors could hear her. Claire would probably never go back to Tony, which was too bad because he was clearly eager to please. I listened to Claire upstairs and my mind wandered, my grip on Tony's head loosened and he repositioned his head, his tongue seemed to grip my clit. I quickly lost the upper hand and Tony continued to push his quick tongue into my soaked sex. I grabbed his head with both hands but it was too late. I came furiously, squirting juice onto his face, my hips bucking uncontrollably. Tony would not let his tongue loose from my clit. I stepped away from Tony, looking at him in astonishment. He smiled. "I hope you like that." "I did, you have a very nice tongue." "Since we know that he," Tony pointed upstairs, "won't be around much longer do you think that we..." "As soon as it is done. I will be all yours," I said putting my blouse and skirt back on. I was sopping wet and wished I had some underwear to put on. I walked away from Tony a little flushed from the experience. Claire was crying Carl must have been ruining her. I got to my house quickly and went upstairs to the master bathroom to shower. I realized in my bedroom that I could see into the Morrison's bedroom where Carl was fucking Claire to tears. I couldn't see much be she was tied to something and Carl seemed to be jumping into her, from the way she moved he seemed to be bottoming out in her and forcing himself in further. Her head was on her shoulder in the Catwoman cowl while her gorgeous tits bounced together wrapped in black latex. I was taking my blouse off when I heard the noise from the guest room. I quickly buttoned up and went to see what the noise was. A huge man was pulling my window out. He was startled to see me in a reflection in a pane. He jumped back. "Hello. Mrs. Adzuki?" "Yes. You must be the window man. I thought your were to come tomorrow." "Mr. Adzuki asked me to replace two more windows. So I'll be hear for two days. I hope the noise isn't bothering you. I am sorry." I looked at him. His thick, calloused fingers holding the large window and his tattooed biceps hard from the weight made me curious about the rest of him. He had strong legs and a powerful chest. I kept my eyes on him not realizing how long my stare was. "Mrs. Adzuki?" "Oh I am sorry. I'm just very tired. What was your name again?" "Jack O'Malley, but everyone calls me Jake. I think if you called me Jack I wouldn't even know who you were talking to." "Jake my name is Mika. Please call me that," I said extending my hand out to him. He gently put the window down and shook my hand. I could feel the strength in his grip. It was exciting. I could be a slave to this man and rule over Tony. I could have it all, as soon as Carl was gone. If I did all of these things before Carl was gone there was no telling how he would brutalize me, like he was doing to Claire across the street. "OK Mika, I hope I won't be bothering you too much. I will try to stay out of your hair." His smile made me even hornier. I wanted to wrap myself around his body. Instead I left the first move to him. "I am just going to jump the shower Jake. So I'm sure I won't hear you at all." Jake is the reason I walk the aisles of Home Depot looking for contractors now. They all seem to have some kind of animal pent up inside them. They all seem interested in banging little women. Yoto and the blonde monster came up behind me startling me. "This guy says he's your husband." I gasped at the sheer size of him, "Yes, yes he is." "He says I can bang you. You OK with that?" "Yes," I said lowering my eyes from him. "Man you frigging gooks are nuts," he said taking my hand and leading me out of the warehouse. Yoto followed. -- More? Ask ellem@techie.com -- ellem@techie.com -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ----- send stories to: | | FAQ: Moderator: | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |Archive: Hosted by Alt.Sex.Stories Text Repository | |, an entity supported entirely by donations. | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+