Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 11

I just saw the baby — it was a girl — for an instant when Doc held her up just after she came out. I was about half out of it, and couldn’t see or care much, and then they took her away and put her in a special nursery for the new adoptive parents, and I went into kind of a depressed mood for the four days I was in the hospital.

When I got out and went back to Doc for a checkup on the tenth day, he told me to see the attorney. I did, and found out they’d rented me a small, but quite nice apartment, and he gave me a hundred dollars to buy groceries and necessities. He patted my ass gently and said he and Doc were both looking forward to “getting back in the saddle” as he called it. I smiled and said I guessed I was, too. He said we’d get together in about a month, and I wouldn’t regret it, not for a minute.

Four weeks later the lawyer stopped by my apartment, asked me how I felt, and when I told him fine, he said that he and Doc would be over to see me the next evening and get things definitely arranged for my future.

The next afternoon I took a leisurely bath, set my hair, and dressed up real nice for them. They showed up promptly at eight o’clock, took me out to dinner at a real fancy restaurant — I guess the meal and drinks and tip came to almost eighty bucks — and then about ten we headed back to my apartment.

Harold, the lawyer, bolted the door shut and turned to me immediately. “Get undressed, honey. Let’s see if you’re still as snug and tight as Doc said you were.” I could see Doc already shedding his clothes, and we all went into the bedroom. I’d never had a threesome before, and I wondered which one wanted to go first. Doc told me.

“All Harold’s had so far is blow jobs from you, and all I did was fuck you, so we thought we’d trade it tonight, and give both of us some variety, and you can service us both at the same time. O.K., little girl?” By now we were all three nude and sprawled on the bed. I thought, what the hell — the jokers are paying the freight, why not keep them happy?

“Sure, lover,” I answered enthusiastically. “There’s enough for everyone. And I think it’ll be tight enough for either one of you — I can hardly get a tampax in without really shovin’ hard. So come on, one and all!” I laughed, and lay back on the bed.

Dec knelt at the top, with his knees on either side of my head, and I saw his magnificent cock looming above my face, its brown shaft and veined underside almost filling my horizon, already erect and anticipating. As he leaned forward over me, it aimed his massive weapon directly down at my wet mouth, and I reached up and pulled the head to my lips. I could feel Harold between my thighs, and spread them wide apart to give him easy entrance.

As I licked the glans that tested on my lips and clutched the throbbing shaft behind it, I felt Harold’s fingers parting my hairline crack, and it felt so good to have a gentle loving man down there once more. Then came the first tentative touch of his tongue as he ran it up and down my slit, and I could feel waves of heat surge downward through my belly to end at my cunt, and then I heard his slurping as he lapped up the drops of cunt juice that I could feel oozing out of my hot snatch.

As Harold warmed me down below, I just had to have some cock, so I seized Doc’s enormous trunk with both hands, yawned wide with my spit-covered lips, and tugged the heated tool into my baby mouth. I could feel the vast slab of hot meat touching both cheeks, the roof of my mouth, and pressing my tongue flat in my face. Goddam, it was a heavy prick, but that’s what I loved most, and I got to drooling from the sensation of having my face fucked by such a lovely pecker, and the flow of saliva allowed me to accept even more of his huge prick back into my mouth. As I gulped and gnawed tenderly on the huge length of it, massaging his head vigorously with my mouth and throat muscles, he began to raise and lower himself slowly over my face, withdrawing until the flared rim of his cock was literally caught behind my teeth, then renewing his insertion of the long mass of gristle down my avid oral canal till he felt the tip bump at the back of my throat, then out, back in, my tongue lashing and bathing the underside of his lance with each stroke in each direction. I could hear him panting above me, even as I was doing while sucking his beautiful cock.

Down below, my cunt hairs were slick and soggy from the spit and fluids that drenched them. Harold had been busy indeed, and I had felt little tremors and flutters of comes shiver through me as if gentle warm winds had shaken my branches. Now, as we all settled down to some pretty steady and serious applications of sex, I knew that before long I was going to be torn emotionally by several big comes.

I felt Harold remove his muzzle from my cunt and then he clambered aboard, and his long skinny rod was placed at the dripping pink entrance to my cunt, and then he launched. Even as thin as his cock was, the linings of my tender cunt clung ferociously to its tremendous length as he pushed inch after inch of it into my willing but snugly yielding cave. He bumped the end of the tunnel of love, and I felt his lean cock bend back upon itself as he kept ramming and jabbing the long tool up inside me.

Just as I felt the good warm filling penetration of a cock up inside my pussy, I became aware of the special tautness of Doc’s loins and muscles that warmed me that he was nearing his orgasm, and I just had time to inhale a deep breath and swallow once when he yelled and dove into my face to the hilt. His cock wasn’t as long as Harold’s, but it was at least two and one half inches in diameter, and my mouth was crammed to capacity with its massive load of gristle, so when he came in thick, slow, surging, I had to gulp and swallow as fast as I could to keep from choking.

It went down harder than usual, Doc’s cum was so thick, but it tasted deliciously sweet. God, it was good, and the gulping and straining I was doing to contain and keep it in me was flexing all my oral muscles to the utmost, which kept Doc’s huge cock pumping more and more into my baby face.

I heard Doc moan and then sag away from me, and his cock went “plop” as it was jerked from my avid working mouth and he slumped, panting and exhausted, beside where Harold and I lay fucking on the bed. I turned and smiled at him as our motions gradually increased.

Now that I could concentrate on fucking Harold without the delicious extra chore of blowing Doc, I could feel the intensity of my heat rising, and I knew that it would be a minute at most before I had my first orgasm in three months.

“Fuck me, Harold, keep that long skinny rod rammed way up in me Daddy oh yes harder Daddy fuck fuck fuck FUUUUCK MEEEE THEEEERRRE!!!” and just as I blew my ninety-day savings out my snatch and felt the waves of delight blind and singe my brain, I got an added tickle from the thrusting stream of cum that poured up inside my clinging, grasping cunt lining. We lay there for a moment, and it felt as if a snake had crawled up inside me and was waving its head. I remember wondering idly exactly how it would feel if a girl had a tame snake that she could train to crawl up in her cunt and wave its head around for half an hour.

We took turns in the bathroom cleaning up, and then after the men had a cigarette and got their breath and rested a bit, we decided to swap around and try something else.

“First, though, Sheri, I might as well be frank with you right now. You’re going to be doing this for the rest of your life. Or at least as long as we want you to because I know you don’t want to go to jail, and we don’t want to leave you. Your know that, don’t you? And you’ll live an awful lot better than you ever have before. You won’t wait for anything, or need anything, ever. We’ll take care of you like you never dared to dream of. Right, Doc? All you have to do is just to do what we tell you. Deal?” Harold asked.

“Sure,” I agreed. “No sense denyin’ how well I like to fuck and everything, and you’re both nice guys, and gentle with me, and I could never afford this place, and live good and eat good. If I was supportin’ myself, so I’d be a fool not to agree, wouldn’t I?”

“Tell her the rest, Harold,” Doc spoke up.

“Well, honey, we have friends from time to time that also like tight pussy. If we have someone over, and tell you to ball them, you’ll have to do that, too. Oh, don’t worry, Sheri, there won’t ever be over two a night. But it’s necessary, sometimes, to show a client or a friend or a business associate a good time. Now, to be perfectly frank, they’ll be payin’ for those favors, but they’ll arrange it through us entirely, and we’ll give you half the money. We’ll keep the other half for our expenses here and the arranging. Is that fair enough?” He smiled at me.

“What do you charge ’em?” I asked.

“Oh, probably ten or fifteen dollars, honey. Just to have a little money coming in to help cover your costs. We will have to share most of your bills, but you’ll be livin’ like a queen all the time — to the tune of about seven or eight hundred a month, and you couldn’t earn that, could you?”

“God, no!” I thought a moment. “Sounds O.K. to me, men.”

“Good, then that’s settled,” Doc said with a smile. “How about us knockin’ off one more for tonight, and tomorrow we start getting down to business?”

I had been thinking of something ever since I gave Harold his first blow job in his office six months before. I figured that this was as good a time to mention it as any.

“Harold, would you like to go in the back door this time? You know, in my ass?” I asked. “I’ve seen it done once, and the woman really loved it after she got used to it. And you’re cock is thinner than most — I’m afraid that Doc would tear me in half, but I might be able to take yours up my ass. If you wouldn’t mind, that is,” I added.

“Jesus, no!” he exclaimed. “In fact, I’ve done that an awful lot, because generally that’s the only way that a grown woman is tight enough to satisfy me. Your cunt is the snuggest I think that I’ve ever had, so I enjoy that with you, but you’re probably right — you should get broken in gradually, rather than getting torn up from the word go.” He turned to Doc. “If you don’t mind waiting just a bit, old chum?”

Doc waved grandly. “Be my guest, buddy.”

Harold went into the bathroom and returned immediately with a small jar of Vaseline. “We’ll have to take it gently and easily and slowly here at first, Sheri, because I want you to like it, and I’m sure you will. Your asshole has the same sort of erotic nerve endings that your tits and cunt have — in fact, properly excited, almost any portion of your body is erotically responsive. So you can actually have orgasms from ass-fucking, and if I can bring that to you, we’ll have had a damned successful night, I think.”

I lay down on the bed, with my face cradled in my crossed arms, then hiked my smooth round asscheeks up in the air and spread my knees apart as he instructed. Instead of smearing my pink puckered asshole with Vaseline, he knelt behind me and started running his tongue up and down the crack of my ass. It tickled, and when I felt him finger my cuntlips underneath just as his tongue centered on my crinkled rosebud, little shivers shot through me from the pleasure. I was beginning to get more eager for this initiation since I had such good teachers to take care of me.

I don’t know whether he figured that I was getting hot enough, or whether he couldn’t wait any longer, but he got up close behind me, with his cock a few inches below my cunt and told me to get a handful of lubricant and massage it into the shaft of his cock, being careful to put plenty up on the glans. I felt his finger dip into the jar alongside mine, and as I seized his rigid tool and began applying it, I could feel him smearing my asscrack with grease. Then he rubbed gently on the tight doorway and told me to relax. When I did, he deftly inserted one finger, and it didn’t hurt a bit, just felt slick and smooth and warm as it went past the second knuckle. He jabbed it in and out, getting my asshole and the inside lining all coated with Vaseline, and then suddenly I felt a sharp stretching as he put two fingers at the doorway and shoved. I breathed deep and tried to relax, but my sphincter was stretched further than it ever had been taking a big shit, and it hurt a bit.

Meanwhile, I was rubbing the lube into his cock, and then he pulled away, saying that we’d better get with it or he’d shoot off in my hand. I felt him draw back and place his left hand on my left buttock, pulling it sideways to open up my crack to the widest, and then came the warm touch of his glans against my tight virginal asshole. He must have felt me tense up at the anticipation of his penetration, for he said softly to just relax and let him do the work.

“O.K., Harold, go ahead. But if I holler, you stop, won’t you?” I said.

“Sure, honey. I’m not going to tear you up. Won’t even hurt you if I can help it, although, it’s sorta like losing your cunt cherry, y’know. It might be just a teensy bit painful for just a second. But you let me know, and we’ll go slow and easy. I want you to love it, Sheri, same as you love to fuck and suck. I want you to enjoy sex every way. Now, just relax your hips and ass, that’s it, and when I say ‘push’, you push your insides back, same as if you were taking a shit. Then there’s nothing to it. Ready?” I nodded, he said “Push!” and he rammed forward.

“OOOOHHH! NOOOOOO! WAIT — OH GOD — STOP! OH! STOP!!!” I screamed as I felt the sharp searing pain of my asshole ripped by the invasion of Harold’s cock. Thin and skinny as I had thought it was, I wasn’t ready for the ungodly pain that ensued as he buried his long cock halfway to the hilt up my ass. He stopped with that first thrust, and held perfectly still as I sobbed and felt the shooting pains spreading out from what I thought must be my torn and bleeding asshole. It seemed like a red-hot flashlight had been forced up there, and I swear it didn’t hurt a lot more when I had the baby. The baby hurt longer, but not much sharper.

“Relax, Sheri darling,” I heard Harold say. “Your asshole muscles are tighter than your pussy, so naturally they grab quicker and harder and tighter, but if you’ll just relax, those same big muscles will stretch open that much easier. I’ll lay here and wait, honey, no hurry, but if you will relax, it’ll be that much easier for you, and the hard part is already over — the head’s in, and that’s the roughest part, usually. You can take a lot of cock up there, lots longer ones than your pussy can hold. It’s just the diameter that gets you at first, honey.”

I remember that was what Larry Purcell had told my mom that lime he cornholed her, and he had a huge cock, so I could guess what Mom went through that first time when I was watching them. Jesus! Wonder it didn’t kill her! Outside of the painful stretching of the ring at the entrance, it felt kind of good and warm up in there, and I did want to explore this way of fucking, so I forced myself to grit my teeth and tell Harold to go on ahead.

Our mutual body heat had by now thinned and melted the lubricants we had so generously applied, and as he withdrew his cock till just the head remained inside my raw red asshole, it gave a smooth, soothing touch to the frictioning of his shaft, and then as he plunged in again, a longer stroke each time, it actually felt velvety and good, and as he pulled it back out on the reverse strokes, I could feel my ring clinging and grabbing and stretching as it felt like he was drawing my guts from my body.

The gentle tingling of his friction gradually stimulated previously unknown nerves in my ass, and I found that I had unconsciously placed one hand under my belly and was fondling my clitoris in rhythm to his in and out stroking. On the times he’d push, it felt as if his long cock was going clear through my belly and up into my throat, but as he had said, the bowels will hold a lot of meat, and there was no stretching or tearing inside like there was with a pussy the first few times.

To Be Continued...