Loading...I met my wife Karen at a dorm party in my second year at college. It was getting late and I’d just about given up any hope of hooking up with a girl, when an angel in pink scrubs walked into the room. She had long strawberry-blonde hair and the petite figure of a fourteen-year-old girl. I fell for her the moment I laid eyes on her.
“Are you going to a Halloween party?” I asked after pushing my way over to her.
“No,” she said laughing. “I’m a student nurse at the hospital. I just got off.”
Her smile made my heart skip a beat.
“Of course.” I shook my head at my stupidity. “Well I guess you need a drink. Can I get you a punch?”
“I don’t really like punch,” she said frowning.
“I’ve got beer in my room!” I said feeling desperate.
“Ok!” she said smiling again.
We left the party and headed down the hall. I was incredibly excited. Not only was the prettiest girl I’d ever seen coming back with me to my room, but also she liked to drink beer!
We were halfway through our second beers when I decided to try to kiss her. I leaned over and our lips met.
Holding her beer in one hand she slowly wrapped her arms around my neck as she probed my mouth with her soft sweet tongue.
I felt my cock growing as she slowly shifted onto her knees to face me while we kissed. She broke our kiss and with a sexy smile took our beers and put them on the floor. She pulled my shirt up over my head.
I gasped as she took my right nipple in her mouth and licked it. Her teeth nibbled gently. Raising onto her knees – her face was just an inch from mine – she looked deeply into my eyes. Her right hand slid behind my neck as her left hand dropped into my lap resting gently on my erection.
“You’re hard,” she whispered.
I could only nod.
“I like that,” she said as she kissed me again.
She rubbed my cock through my jeans as her hungry tongue invaded my mouth.
“I should lock the door,” I said at last.
I hadn’t expected to fuck Karen that night but I wasn’t about to stop if she was in the mood!
I got up, latched the door and turned off the light. When I turned around I saw her sitting on the bed, holding her hand out to me.
I took her hand and she pulled me to stand in front of her. She opened my jeans and pushed them along with my boxers, down to my ankles. My fully engorged cock popped up and pointed directly at her face.
“Nice,” she said seductively as her small hands wrapped around my ass and pulled me closer.
I shuffled forward until the head of my cock was almost touching her soft lips. Her pink tongue licked up the drop of stringy precum that formed at the end of my shaft. She pulled harder on my ass and my cock sank deeply into her unexpectedly hot mouth.
“Oh my God!” I gasped.
She pulled her head back and my penis emerged from her mouth glistening with her saliva. She licked at the precum again and then sucked at the hole as if she were trying to get more out of it. Her hands jerked my ass forward. I almost fell as my cock bumped into the back of her throat and slipped past.
“Urk Urk,” she made soft gagging sounds as she deep throated me.
She held me very firmly up against her face with her nose pressed against my pubic bone. She pulled her head back and got her breath and then pulled hard on my ass again, forcing my stiff penis back inside her throat. I was stunned and thrilled! No girl had ever deep-throated me before, and this beautiful nurse – whose name I didn’t know – was doing it as if she loved it.
“Urk,” she gagged once more and then seemed to get used to the invader deep down her throat.
She pulled her mouth off my shaft again and pulled my cock back into her throat and down her gullet. Again and again she repeated this. Holding my ass tightly, she fucked her mouth with my cock. Gradually she got faster and rougher.
“Oh that’s so good,” I groaned as I felt my penis tighten as my cum grew ready to erupt.
I pushed back on her head and pulled my cock out of her mouth.
“I’m going to cum,” I warned.
“It’s ok,” she said smiling up at me. “I like how sperm tastes. And there’s a hormone in it that makes boobs grow.”
She sealed her warm lips tightly around the head of my cock and pumped my shaft with her small hand. Her big brown eyes gazed up at me as my cock exploded in her mouth. She took shot after shot of my hot cream into her mouth and swallowed it without effort. She drained all the juice out of my cock as if she were starving. She kept sucking even after I’d stopped cumming.
Finally, I had to push her head away from me to get my tender cock out of her voracious mouth.
“Thank you for my boob medicine,” she said to my cock. Then she kissed it gently.
I stepped out of my jeans and pulled her scrub shirt over her head. Long blonde hair spilled everywhere. I unsnapped the catch between the cups of her bra and her hands shot up to hold the bra in place.
“They’re kind of small,” she said with a shyness I hadn’t expected.
“That’s ok,” I assured her, trying to push her hands away from her breasts but she held tight.
“No. They’re really small. Can I keep my bra on?” she asked.
I pushed back the golden strands that had fallen over her face and kissed her lips.
“I like small tits,” I said. “Honestly.”
I slipped the straps off her shoulders and pushed down on her hands. The bra slipped slightly but she still held on.
“Are you sure?”
“I’m sure,” I said pushing harder.
She closed her eyes and loosened her grip. The bra slid down her chest and into her lap. Her breasts were small and I realized then that she had on a padded bra. But she had nice hard nipples.
“They’re perfect.”
“Do you really like them?” she asked cheerfully.
I rolled her nipples between my fingers and she made a sound like a growl then shivered. Her nipples were so sensitive I thought I could get her to cum just by playing with them.
“They seem to work just fine,” I said.
She laughed a little. I sucked on her nipples as she had done to mine. She tangled her fingers in my hair and held me to her chest. I untied her scrub pants and she lifted her ass so I could slide them off. Her light blue panties came off even faster. I pushed her back onto the bed and crawled on top of her to kiss her again. Our naked bodies touched from head to toe. I put my hand between her legs and felt her wetness. A finger slipped easily inside her well-lubed pussy.
“Yeah,” she whispered as I spread her moisture over her clit and stroked it with my finger.
I kissed my way down her chest and tummy until I got to her sex. I was surprised to see that she had blonde pubic hair. I’d never seen a blonde bush before. I parted her lips with my fingers and tasted her womanly essence. Soon she was bucking around as I swirled and massaged her clit with my tongue.
My phallus grew hard again. I lifted her legs onto my shoulders and nested the knob of my cock between her slippery labia.
“Stop!” she said pulling away from me. “You can’t do that. I’m sorry, but I’m a virgin.”
“I don’t mind,” I said trying to sound sincere.
“I can still make it nice for you,” she said coyly.
She took my shaft in her small hand and jerked it slowly. She looked up sweetly into my eyes.
“Can I suck you again?” she asked.
Without waiting for an answer, she turned her head to the foot of the bed and slid her head between my legs. She gripped my hips and pulled.
“Come here,” she said.
I squatted over her head, facing her feet. I eased my fully recharged dick into her waiting mouth. It slid all the way in without effort. Leaning forward I nestled my face into her fragrant but forbidden treasure, and began to lick. I fucked my shaft into her mouth as if it were a pussy, giving her a chance to breathe every few pumps. Her ability to swallow cock was truly amazing and it was just a few minutes before I felt my cock ready to explode again.
Suddenly she got stiff and started to squirm. At first I thought she was choking.
“Urg Kirk,” she gurgled around my penis as her orgasm hit.
I tried to hold on as she bucked like a wild pony.
“Here it is, baby,” I groaned as I force-fed her a second load of cum.
I pressed my spasming loins down on her face as long as I thought she could stand it. I drew my penis out of her throat to give her a chance to breathe, pumping a few shots onto her tongue. Then I pressed down again and finished ejaculating in her throat. Her powerful sucking lips popped when my softening shaft finally left her mouth.
I flopped onto my side.
“My God!” she said catching her breath. “That was wonderful!”
She crawled up beside me and rested her head on my arm. I stroked her soft strawberry-blonde hair and relished the post coital glow. Her breath smelled slightly of semen, but I didn’t care. I felt like I’d gone to heaven.
“I hope you don’t mind that we didn’t have sex.”
“No. I was just surprised that you are still a virgin. You seem so…” I tried to think of a word that wasn’t rude. “…experienced.”
She was quiet then and I noticed that tears had begun to run down her cheeks. I thought I’d hurt her feelings.
“Well,” she said sniffling. “I’m almost a virgin. I never wanted to have sex before I got married. My dad’s a Presbyterian minister.” She wiped her tears away with her hand. “Last year I was dating a pre-med student named Bob. He was the person who told me about the hormone in a man’s sperm that makes boobs grow.”
She paused to gather the strength she needed to tell what was obviously a painful story.
“One night he took me to a party at his frat house and gave me too many beers. In the morning I saw blood on the sheets and knew he’d done it to me. I screamed at him and called him a rapist but he said I’d wanted to do it.”
She rolled onto the pillow and cried in earnest. I didn’t know what to do so I just admired her small round bottom.
“Come on,” I said after a while. “Stop crying. Look, you’re still a virgin in my book.”
She turned towards me. Her eyes were red, but she was still pretty.
“Yeah?” she asked.
“Sure. Now how would you like to chug about ten beers?”
“You jerk,” she laughed and pushed me off the bed with her strong legs. She looked down at me over the side of my bed. “By the way Mr. Jerk, what’s your name?”
“I’m Dick,” I said offering her my hand.
She smiled for a second as if she thought I might be joking. “I’m Karen,” she said taking my hand.
We were never apart after that first night. The rest of college was great. The only problem was that she steadfastly refused to let me fuck her. She felt she’d made a terrible mistake with Bob and she had no intention of repeating it with me. I felt jealous and cheated that he had gotten to fuck her and that I couldn’t, but she wouldn’t budge.
I was never sexually frustrated, though. For some reason Karen didn’t see anything morally wrong with oral sex. I got my rocks off whenever I wanted. I never had to ask twice for Karen to blow me. Usually I didn’t have to ask at all. She was convinced eating sperm would make her tits grow and she was determined to get as much sperm as she could.
Privately I thought Bob had fed her a load of crap just to get her to suck his cock, but there was no way that I was going to tell Karen that. Whenever we were alone she’d unzip my jeans, fish out my cock and start sucking. I never saw a drop of my own cum after I started dating her. Karen ate every drop.
Karen’s tits are small but I always thought they looked fine on her tiny frame. On the other hand, Karen absolutely hated her small breast size. It turned out she was much more sensitive about her tit size than I’d ever imagined a woman could be.
Once I casually asked her if she’d thought about getting implants and she burst into tears and accused me of not liking her tits. After that, all I ever said was that her breasts were perfect.
Whenever we’d pass a group of young women or even grade-school girls she’d check out their tits and get sad.
“Everyone’s boobs are bigger than mine,” she’d always say pouting. “Even those little girls have bigger boobs than me. It’s not fair!”
“Your tits are perfect, Karen,” I always responded. “And you’re the only woman in the world who can cum by just having her nipples sucked on. I love your tits!”
We got married after college. Of course her father performed the ceremony. With her morals satisfied Karen took to fucking like a Labrador takes to water. She wanted to try everything that lovers can do and she loved it all. I was thrilled as her appetite and enthusiasm for sex grew, however she continued to insist that I only cum in her mouth.
After we finished making love she’d often stand by the mirror looking at her tits.
“I think they look bigger,” she’d say turning sideways to see herself in profile. “What do you think?”
They always looked the same to me, but that wasn’t the right answer.
“Yes, I think so,” I’d offer thoughtfully. “Yes, I’m sure they are.”
She’d smile and dance over to the bed and kiss my limp cock.
“Thank you for my boob medicine,” she’d say lovingly.
For our first anniversary I bought her a sexy little black dress. It was short and thin and made out of stretchy Lycra. Karen was excited when she took it out of the box and ran into the bedroom to try it on.
When she came out I almost came in my pants. The dress fit her like a second skin and made her look like a stalking cat when she walked. I could even see the outline of her slightly raised areolas. I loved the way she looked in it, but I could see by her expression the feeling was not mutual.
“Dick, I can’t wear this,” she said in disappointed tone.
“But you look great!”
“I look naked,” she said. “It’s so thin I could never wear any underwear under it. The straps would show. I’m sorry honey. You’ll just have to take it back.”
She turned and went back into the bedroom. My mind was racing. I followed her, desperate to think of a way to make her change her mind. She looked so hot in that dress.
“It makes your boobs look bigger,” I blurted out.
She stopped and turned around. She looked down and smiled.
“Yes. I guess it does,” she said slowly.
She quietly examined herself in the mirror. I started to hope she might change her mind.
Finally she shook her head. “No. It’s just too thin. I could never go out in this dress. What if we saw my parents or a friend from church? I’d die of embarrassment.”
“You can wear it when we’re out of town, on vacation. No one will know you,” I said.
Karen sighed as she looked at her reflection again.
“Do you really think it makes my boobs look bigger?” She said turning to see herself in profile again.
“Yes!” I said. “It’s like a Wonder Bra. It accentuates your tits and makes them more prominent.”
She studied herself and nodded thoughtfully.
“Ok, baby. I’ll keep the dress. But no photos when I wear it,” she said.
“Great!” I said wrapping my arms around her from behind.
Her muscular tush pushed into my cock and I slid my hands up over her tits. She didn’t just look naked in the dress, she felt naked too.
Our first chance to try out the dress came about a month later. We traveled to New York for a friend’s wedding and checked into a hotel about an hour from where the wedding was to be held. It was late when we got there, so we decided to just go down to the hotel lounge.
Karen was a little nervous but I could tell she was excited to go out in public and show off new ‘bigger boobs’. Karen squiggled into the tiny dress and we walked to the elevator.
There were two boys about twelve years old in bathing suits in the elevator when we got it. We stepped in front of them and turned to watch the numbers light up as the elevator descended. In the reflective walls of the elevator I watched them stare at her sexy ass. Before we arrived at the pool level one of the boys had sprouted quite a tent in his baggy suit. Fortunately Karen didn’t notice.
Most of the seats in the lounge were taken, but we found room to stand at the bar. We talked and tried to act relaxed as men passed by, checking Karen out. I thought she might be offended but she couldn’t stop smiling. She positively loved that the men couldn’t take their eyes off of her and her ‘bigger boobs.’
I left to go the men’s room and when I walked back I saw a dark haired man in a business suit talking to Karen.
“There you are,” she said to me. “This is Jason.” Turning to the man she added, “This is Dick.”
I thought it was strange that she hadn’t added ‘my husband’ but I let it pass.
“How do you do,” he said offering me his hand. “I was just keeping your girlfriend company while you were gone.”
I shook Jason’s large hand and noted he had the kind of rakish good looks women seemed to like.
“Oh, I’m not his girlfriend,” Karen said.
“Well, that’s wonderful,” he added cheerfully. “How about I buy all of us the next round?”
Karen turned to me and smiled impishly and I new she was playing around with Jason.
“Karen was just saying she’s from out of town,” Jason offered, as he paid for the drinks.
“Yes I don’t know a soul around here except you two.” she said, patting both of us on our backs. “But I’m glad you’re here. I don’t like drinking alone.”
“I bet you don’t like sleeping alone either,” Jason said.
Karen sipped her drink as she looked at Jason. I thought she might slap him. A few tense moments passed.
“No,” she said at last. “I don’t.”
No one spoke for a while. She looked at me and then back at Jason.
“I just might have to drag one of you hunks up to my room to keep me company.”
I was shocked to hear Karen talking like that.
“I don’t think Dick wants to go upstairs. He’s got a wedding ring on,” Jason said.
Suddenly I noticed Karen had slipped her rings off.
He turned to me, “Dick are you married?”
“Yes, I’m married,” I said. “But I definitely want to go upstairs with Karen.”
I knew Karen was just playing with Jason but I was beginning to wonder how far she was going to go.
“Well,” he said. “That makes two of us. Karen, I guess you’ll just have to choose which one of us you like better.”
She sipped her drink through the tiny straw as she looked back and forth between us.
“I don’t know,” she said slowly. “You’re both handsome men.” She glanced down at our pants. “And I bet you both know how to please a lady.”
I couldn’t believe my conservative wife had just told a complete stranger that she thought he knew how to use his cock!
She smiled at us both.
“All this talk about going upstairs has gotten me a little…antsy to get going,” she said turning to me. “I’m sorry.”
My stomach hit the floor! But before I could speak, she turned to Jason and added, “I’ve chosen Dick.”
I bet that was the first time a woman had ever turned him down. Disbelief washed across his face but he gathered himself quickly.
“That’s really too bad, Karen,” he said with a sigh. “We could have had a lot of fun.”
Karen and I downed the last of our drinks before I shook Jason’s hand.
“Nice meeting you,” I said.
“I really wish I hadn’t met you,” he said.
Karen shook his hand too but then leaned close to him and whispered something into his ear. She pecked him quickly on the cheek and taking my arm, we left the lounge.
We giggled like kids as we rode up in the elevator.
I had Karen’s little black dress off as soon as the door of our room was closed. She jumped into my arms and kissed me hard. I felt between her legs. She was already soaking wet. She ground her pussy into my hand in a way she’d never done before and groaned as she immediately came!
She fucked me like an animal all that night. We both came over and over. Of course, every ejaculation went into Karen’s mouth. Near dawn I completely collapsed. I couldn’t move as my tiny wife gently kissed my tender penis.
“Thank you for my boob medicine,” she whispered to it, almost as if she didn’t want me to hear.
She gently covered my loins with the sheet, fell into her pillow and was asleep immediately. I laid there in the dark and thought about what had happened. It had all been wonderful, but I had an uncomfortable feeling. What had Karen whispered into Jason’s ear? For a moment I had a vision of Karen fucking Jason, and my stomach churned. Finally, I forced the thought from my mind and went to sleep.
Karen’s next chance to wear the dress came when we took a short vacation to Las Vegas. Karen wanted to find a guy to tease like before. I really didn’t like the thought of her flirting with some stranger again, but she made it clear that was the only way she would agree to wear the little black dress. I said ok.
When we got to the hotel lounge, she told me to wait by the door until some guy started to hit on her. My nearly naked wife went over to the bar and sat on a stool. It didn’t take long. A large man with a bald head and thick muscled arms sat down beside her and they began to chat. He had on a black leather vest, tight jeans and heavy black boots. He looked like a biker, and wasn’t Karen’s type at all but she didn’t seem to be trying to get rid of him. I figured he was our patsy for the night. I went to the bar and sat on the other side of my wife and ordered a drink.
After a few minutes Karen turned to me.
“Well, hello there,” she said in her most seductive voice. “What’s your name?”
“Dick,” I answered.
“Hello, Dick,” she said shaking my hand. “My name is Karen and this is Keeg.”
“Hi Keeg,” I said offering him my hand.
He didn’t take it. He just glared at me with an angry look in his eyes. I could tell he was not pleased that I’d interrupted his play for my wife.
I had a bad feeling about Keeg but Karen seemed relaxed and happy.
“So, Keeg, are you married?” Karen asked brushing her long hair aside.
“No, I like meeting beautiful foxes like yourself too much to settle down,” he said in a gravely voice.
“Well. Aren’t you the flatterer,” she said obviously pleased. She turned towards me. “What about you, Dick?”
“Yes I’m married to the most wonderful woman in the world,” I said.
Karen winked at me and turned back to Keeg.
“What do you think about that, Keeg?” she said.
“I think he should go home now, if she’s so hot,” he said with irritation in his voice.
We went on talking for a while until Karen said she needed to visit the little girls’ room. As soon as she’d gone Keeg poked a large finger in my chest.
“Are you a cop?” he asked.
“No,” I said, a little confused.
“Take out your wallet.”
I handed it to him expecting him to run away with it. He looked through my ID’s and threw it back at me.
“Listen Numb-nuts, I’m going to pork this bitch tonight. Normally I work alone, but I don’t have much time.” He looked back in the direction that Karen had gone. “You can tag along if you don’t cause any trouble. You can even pork her yourself after I’m done. But if you fuck up this deal I’m going to tear you a new ass hole. Are we clear?”
“Yes,” I said.
I was frightened. Keeg definitely seemed dangerous. I needed to get Karen out of this lounge right away but she was still in the lady’s room. I started to get up to find her but Keeg grabbed my arm in an iron grip that hurt.
“Where you going?” he growled.
“I was just going to…” I started.
“Well, you ain’t ‘going to’ nowheres. Sit your ass back down,” he said jerking me onto my stool. “Keep an eye out for the bitch and let me know when you can see her coming.”
“Ok,” I said.
I decided to play along until I saw the chance to grab Karen and run.
He opened her tiny black purse and found her drivers license. “One hundred three pounds. That seems about right.” He put the license back and took a small bottle with clear liquid out of his leather vest. He pulled Karen’s drink close to his chest, screening it from the rest of the lounge.
“This is Rohypnol. She’s about one hundred pounds so that’s exactly ten drops.”
He counted out ten drops and put the bottle back in his coat. He stirred the drink with a dirty finger and slid it back.
“Once the bitch finishes her drink, her gash will be wide open for all comers,” he said patting me on the back.
Keeg was completely insane! We were in serious danger! If I waited until Karen got back to the bar and told her we had to leave, I felt sure Keeg would attack me. I needed to think of a way to warn her before she got back. Karen was too fast, though. She emerged from the crowd and sat down between us.
“Did you miss me, boys?” she asked in a May West accent.
“Of course, baby,” Keeg said. He handed her the drink. “How about a toast to marriage?”
“I’ll drink to that,” she said.
She turned to me and winked again. I tried to get her attention but she turned back to Keeg and took a big slug of her drink. We talked for a while but there weren’t any openings for me. At one point Keeg asked Karen what she wore when she slept at night. I started when she told him she only wore a big t-shirt with no panties, because it was the truth. Keeg, of course, said he slept in the nude.
While they talked, I thought about knocking over her drink by “accident” but Karen kept putting it down close to Keeg. I grew frantic to do something, but I was helpless. Before I could think of some way to warn her without Keeg noticing, her drink was finished. At first she didn’t seem different but after a few minutes she started talking more slowly. Finally she stopped talking completely and I knew the drug was taking effect.
“I think Karen’s feeling pretty relaxed, Numb-nuts,” he said.
He put his big hand on her bare thigh just below the hem of the little black dress. He slid his thick fingers up under the hem. I thought about hitting him with my fist but he was twice my size.
Without looking down, Karen’s right hand moved slowly down under the bar and held Keeg’s hand still, preventing him from moving it farther up her leg.
“That’s it, baby,” I thought. “Fight the drug!”
“I think she needs a few more minutes,” he said, removing his hand from my wife’s leg. He glanced briefly at his watch. “If you pay attention tonight you’ll learn how to use this stuff responsibly and effectively.”
Keeg took a sip of his drink and went on.
“First of all, most guys use too much. The bitches collapse into a sack of shit. Hell, you might as well fuck a stiff. If you use proper dosing, they’ll help you with the fucking and sometimes they even cum. In the morning they wake up with no hangover and no memory of what happened. Shit, I’ve been doing this for years. I’ve nailed thousands of bitches with this stuff and none of them has never said nothin’ to the police or the hotels. They all went home to hubby with that happy well-fucked glow, and no guilt.”
While he talked, Karen just stared forward across the bar.
Keeg took another pull on his drink.
“A couple of months ago I porked the same woman for a second time! She didn’t remember me when we met again but I sure remembered her. I never forget a bitch with great natural tits and a really tight cunt. I prefer porking new bitches but I just couldn’t resist a second dip.”
I felt dizzy. I had to do something… anything to stop him, right now!
“Maybe Karen’s boyfriend or husband is around here. Maybe we should find someone else to…” I was trying to think while I spoke.
“Listen, Numb-nuts,” Keeg said with growing irritation. “Before you got here, she said she didn’t have no boyfriends. And look….” He held up her right hand to show me the faint lines where her wedding ring had been. “She took her rings off. What does that tell you, Dumb-fuck?”
He let her hand flop down onto the bar turning back to Karen.
“Let’s see if the bitch is ready.”
He put his hand back on my wife’s bare leg, slid it back and forth on her soft skin and then slipped his fingers under the hem of her dress. I watched in shock as he slowly moved his hand higher. The thin material showed his progress, and this time Karen did nothing to stop him.
“I think she’s ready,” he said with a big smile. His hand slid higher and felt around under my wife’s little black dress. “Nice… no panties. Not too much hair, either.”
Karen’s legs were pressed together and he couldn’t get between her legs.
“Watch this Numb-nuts. I’ll show you what proper dosing can do.” He leaned close to Karen’s ear and said, “Spread your legs, baby.”
But she didn’t move.
“Karen, spread your legs!” he said with more force.
I felt ill as she opened her legs for him. Through the thin material I could see him slide his large hand into the space between her legs.
“She’s already juiced-up,” he said with obvious pleasure. “I think she was going to fuck one of us anyway. Oh well, now she’s going to fuck both of us. Right, Numb-nuts?” Keeg laughed.
I felt like I was going to throw up. I was thinking of calling the bartender. But I didn’t know what I was going to tell him. I could see the outline of his hand pumping between my wife’s legs and I knew he was fucking her with his finger. My head started to spin. I looked for something to hit him with. I reached for a thick beer mug behind the bar but I paused. If I hit him, I might kill him. The police would come. I might be arrested. But I was defending my wife, so that was ok. Or was it? I might be charged with murder! If I didn’t kill him, he might take the mug and kill me with it! While my mind reeled, Keeg kept fucking Karen with his thick finger.
“She’s soft and warm inside,” he said as he worked her sex. “And she’s cream’n all over the place.”
He slowly drew his hand out from between Karen’s legs. He held his finger up for me to see. It was shiny with my wife’s lubrication. He smelled his finger with relish.
“This bitch is a fucking machine. I can tell.” He inhaled my wife’s aroma on his finger again. “She’s going to cum when I pork her,” he said putting his finger in his mouth and licking off her moisture.
“Sweet,” he said. He reached into her purse and pulled out the key card for our room. “Karen, what is your room number,” he said in a forceful voice.
“Six Twenty-five,” she said softly.
Keeg smiled at me as he slipped the key card into his pocket.
“Proper dosing,” he said. He put her purse over her shoulder and pulled her stool back to help her up.
“Stand up, baby,” he said, and she did. He took her hand in his and she seemed to hold his.
“Well, Numb-nuts. Karen and I are going upstairs to get better acquainted. If you want to come, pay the bill and get your ass in gear.”
They walked out of the lounge holding hands. Karen walked like someone who had had a little too much to drink. I knew she was drugged but I couldn’t help feeling jealous and hurt as she walked away holding hands with another man. I felt like I’d been punched. I wanted to run somewhere or even worse, cry. I was angry with myself for not doing anything. I was angry with her for getting wet when he fingered her. I closed my eyes and rubbed them. This was all too horrible I thought. It couldn’t be real. But when I opened my eyes, I saw them waiting for the elevator. I threw money on the bar and ran after them.
The three of us stepped into the elevator and the doors closed.
“Hit six,” he said to me.
Then, turning to my wife, he bent down and kissed her. His large hands grabbed her ass through the thin dress fabric and pulled their bodies together. Karen’s hands didn’t move but she did seem to be kissing him back. When the bell for six rang they separated and walked towards the room. I followed franticly trying to think of some way to stop him. I looked around for a fire alarm but couldn’t see one.
When we got inside, Keeg told me to sit in a chair near the back of the room and keep quiet.
“Raise your hands up, baby,” he said to my wife.
He bent down and grabbed the hem of the little black dress and drew it up over her head. Karen’s long blonde hair tumbled everywhere as the dress came off her. Keeg put it on the bed.
Karen stood before Keeg completely naked, staring blankly at the wall.
“What a fucking babe!” he said walking around her. He gently brushed her hair out of her face. “Like a young girl! This is going to be like porking your girlfriend from junior high school.”
I couldn’t take any more. I stood up, determined to stop him before it was too late.
“Look, Keeg,” I said grabbing his arm. “What if her husband calls and she doesn’t answer. He might call the police to…”
Before I could finish, Keeg pounced on me like a tiger. He grabbed me by the throat, squeezed my airway shut and lifted me from the ground by my neck! I pulled on his thick arms and kicked at his legs. I struggled to breathe but he was much too strong. Gradually my vision turned black and then I passed out.
My last thought was that I was dying.
I woke up on the floor feeling confused. I couldn’t remember where I was or how I got there. My neck ached and the floor spun beneath me. I tried to get up but I couldn’t.
My eyes gradually focused on a bed. I saw two naked people. A tiny woman on her back with her legs spread and a large man with his face between her legs going down on her. I didn’t recognize them. I did recognize the unmistakable sounds of a woman becoming aroused. The small woman growled as if she were nearing orgasm.
“Not now babe,” he ordered. “Not until I’m inside you.”
When he stood up I could see he had an erection. His cock was incredibility thick and long and stood straight out from his body, like a spike. Taking her hands, he helped her to her feet. He backed up to a low dresser and sat on the edge pulling her towards him. He pressed his feet together and she straddled his legs as he pulled her closer. She stopped when his thick shaft bumped into her belly. With one hand he pushed his cock down between her legs and with the other he grabbed her tiny ass and pulled her still closer.
“Come on,” he whispered. “Just a little bit farther.”
She shuffled a little closer spreading her legs wider to get around his. From where I was laying on the floor I could see between the girls legs and I saw when his cock slid under her, brushing her pussy.
He moved her around by her hips as his cockhead sought her opening.
“There it is,” he said as the bulb found its goal. He pulled her down and his thick shaft slid halfway into her body. “Oh baby! You feel so fucking good,” he said enthusiastically. “You’re so fucking juiced-up. You’re not going to have any problems getting all my meat inside that twat, are you?”
With his large hands on her narrow hips, he pulled her down and his cock disappeared into her petite body.
“You never had anything that big in you before, did you baby?” he groaned.
He moved her hands so they rested on his muscular shoulders and she seemed to hold on. Then he pulled her head down to his and they kissed briefly.
“Shit! You feel so good I might wear you on my cock all night.”
He held her face gently and they kissed again, but this time with greater passion. He straightened her up and shifted his position so his penis angled straight into her stuffed vagina. Then he took her hips and began to move her forward and back – fucking her vagina on his thick cock. After a while, he let go of her hips but she kept moving. Fucking herself slowly on his long veined shaft.
“That’s it baby,” he grunted.
He rested his hands on the dresser as the small woman did the work of their mating. Gradually the motion of her hips quickened and she tightened her grip on his shoulders.
In my dazed state I only saw two beautiful lovers. It was like watching the most realistic porno movie. I saw large perfectly proportioned man with a thick virile organ being fucked by a girlish woman who somehow sheathed his entire shaft into her womb with every stroke. When she drew her hips backwards part of his huge cock came into view, glistening with her wetness. The wetness her body made so that her lover could easily enter her body and deposit his seed near her fecund womb.
All the while, I laid on the floor in a daze. The room didn’t spin anymore but I could not move without feeling a violent wave of vertigo. I tried to remember where I was and whom I was watching, but my brain refused to focus. It all seemed soft and foggy like sexy dream. My cock grew stiff and uncomfortable in my pants. Clumsily, I drew it out and began to stroke it as I watched them.
She didn’t fuck him very long before she began to moan softly with each stroke and I knew that she was about to cum. I felt like I recognized her voice. She made a growling sound and started to shiver and I knew she was orgasming with her lover’s large shaft deep in her belly. She wrapped her arms around him and held him tightly as she came.
As if triggered by her orgasm I came too. My semen drained out of my root and formed a puddle on the dirty red carpet.
As her orgasm subsided she seemed to grow weak and unsteady. Her partner wrapped his muscular arms around her and stood up. Her feet left the floor but his cock stayed planted deep within her tiny body.
He carried her effortlessly to the bed and laid her gently on her back; careful not to let his member slip out. He lifted his hips and his thick shaft slowly emerged from her body, until just the thick head remained in, gripped tightly by the thin pink lips of her vagina. He lifted her slender legs and wrapped them over his broad shoulders; changing the angle of her vagina so he could penetrate her more deeply. Then he leaned forward and slid his spike-like manhood back into her cleft.
His progress into her body stopped suddenly, as if something blocked his passage. Perhaps his knob had been stopped by the small woman’s cervix. He shifted position and tried again to fully enter her vagina. His glans must have slipped past her cervix because the rest of his cock slid into her without resistance. Their bodies were pressed tightly together with his monstrous tool buried deeply inside his tiny lover.
Somehow I knew he was deeper than any man had ever been.
He fucked her for a long time. Slowly drawing his enormous organ from her body until only the bulbous head remained in her vagina and then sliding it back in until their pubic bones met. Using the whole length of his shaft, and forcing it deep into her small stretched cunt each time. He leaned forward and I could see them deep kissing as they mated.
For the first time I could see his testicles. They were enormous. Like heavy tennis balls, that bumped against her ass each time he plunged his prick into her hole. After what seemed like hours of this slow deep fucking, she seemed to regain her strength. Her thin pale arms came up and wrapped around his stump-like neck as they kissed.
Holding her to tightly to his body, he rolled onto his back without withdrawing from her pussy. Now she was on top of him while he fucked her from below. He fucked her faster, kissing her small breasts. His cock was a blur as he pounded her. She began to growl, and then she got stiff and her whole body shook.
I knew she was cumming again.
He slowed his pumping and then stopped. He stood up effortlessly with their bodies still joined. He carried the girl to the end of the bed. Taking her under her slender arms, he lifted her. His organ gradually emerged from her opening. More and more of his thick glistening penis appeared until it popped out of her hole. His shaft swayed back and forth for a moment and I could see that her vagina remained open. It had been stretched too far to immediately close.
He sat her gently on the floor next to the bed and pushed her back against it.
“Your tight cunt has got me ready to blow. Open your mouth Karen,” he ordered.
I startled when he said her name. I shook my head to clear the cobwebs, but they wouldn’t go. But one thing became painfully clear. This wasn’t some porno movie I was watching. The small woman on the floor in front of me was my wife!
I watched her open her mouth for the large man. She put her tongue out and he rested his huge purple glans on it. I felt confused. Why was she letting him do this? Was this the future or the past? Was I watching her with her first lover, Bob? Hideous jealous feelings gripped me, more horrible because I couldn’t yet remember about her drugging. All I knew was that my wife had just fucked another man and that she was about to let him ejaculate into her mouth!
“Ok, baby here it is,” the large man said. And immediately a thick white jet of sperm shot out of the end of his dick and into my wife’s waiting mouth. Three more shots followed, filling my wife’s mouth full of his milky seed!
“Swallow it, Karen,” he said.
My wife closed her mouth and obediently swallowed his enormous spend. She opened her mouth again, another thick jet shot in. Three more blasts filled her mouth again. She swallowed his cum without being told to this time. Over and over the thick hose filled my wife’s mouth with his spunk and each time she dutifully swallowed it without encouragement.
I’d never dreamed a man could produce so much semen or control his ejaculation with such precision.
It seemed like hours but finally the large organ stopped erupting. The big man leaned forward, and my wife willingly took the knob into her mouth. I felt ill as she closed her lips around the thick head and sucked on it as if she wanted more of his sperm. He stroked the shaft with his hand and drained the last few drops into my wife’s willing mouth. With his entire massive load in her belly, he pulled his hips back but Karen lifted her head off the bed; trying to keep his penis in her mouth.
“Let it go, babe,” he said laughing. With a slurping sound his softening shaft slipped from my wife’s hungry mouth. “I know a fucking machine when I meet one.”
With his lust satisfied, the large man looked around the room and noticed me.
“Hey Numb-nuts. You’re awake,” he said grinning.
He came over to where I was on the floor and squatted down. His shaft was so long it touched the floor. He saw my limp cock hanging out of my pants and the pool of cum on the floor.
“Looks like you enjoyed the show,” he said laughing. “Good boy.”
He tussled my head and the room started to spin again.
“Let me help you get up.”
He lifted me like a doll and placed me back in the chair. My head gradually cleared and I remembered about Keeg and the drugging and the whole horrible affair.
“I’m sorry about throttling you before. But these bitches can hear what’s going on. Especially when you dose them lightly. You were freaking and saying a bunch of stupid shit that could have gotten her upset. It wouldn’t have been nice to upset Karen. You understand, right?”
Keeg seemed like a different man now. He was relaxed and spoke to me like a caring friend. I guess mating with my wife had relieved some pent up tension.
“Yes,” I agreed.
I felt defeated and sick. I couldn’t get the picture of her fucking him as he leaned against the dresser, out of my mind. I couldn’t stop hearing her growl, as she came with his monstrously large cock deep in her pussy, deeper that I could ever reach. I couldn’t forget masturbating as I watched my own wife fucking another man.
“Good,” he said, slapping me on the back. “Look. I want to make it up to you. Let me tell you the rest you need to know, if you’re going to start medicating the bitches you want to pork.”
He went over to his leather vest and took out a small airline bottle of liquor.
“We already talked about proper dosing. That’s the first rule. Remember one drop for every ten pounds. Don’t go by the weight written on their driver’s license. The bitches are always at least ten pounds heavier then they tell the DMV.”
He went to the bathroom and came back with a glass of water and a white washcloth.
“The second rule is never cum in a bitch’s pussy. Catch it in a condom. Rohypnol is great stuff and produces complete amnesia. But it doesn’t do any good when a bitch wakes up the next morning with a puddle of jism between her legs. A lot of these bitches take fidelity to their husbands and boyfriends seriously. And it makes them feel real shitty when they realize that they fucked some guy the night before, even if they can’t remember doing it. Hey, these are beautiful, sexy women who give us a lot of pleasure. They don’t deserve to feel shitty the next day. We want them to go home to hubby with a happy well fucked glow, but not to know why.” He thought for a moment. “And besides, it’s always better not to leave your DNA right where the cops like to go looking for it.”
He opened the small bottle and poured a clear liquid into the glass. It looked like vodka.
“If you don’t want to use a condom, dump your load in the bitch’s mouth like I do. But give them something to drink afterwards. There’s no reason for the bitch to wake up with jizz breath.”
He took the glass and went over to where Karen sat.
“Here baby, drink this,” he said.
He put the drink in her hand and guided it to her mouth. She drank it slowly and then set the glass on the floor when the glass was empty. She sat on the floor by the bed with her legs slightly spread. I could see that her pussy lips had closed. She stared blankly forward and made no attempt to move or speak.
“Ethyl alcohol dissolves the jizz real nice I’m told. And it busts up the DNA in case anyone goes looking for it later.”
He picked up the glass, wiped it inside and out with the washcloth. He opened the dresser with the washcloth and dug around until he found Karen’s old cotton t-shirt.
“The third rule is leave them like you found them,” he said. Then to Karen he said, “Hands up, Karen.”
He pulled her t-shirt over her head and smoothed it down over her back and breasts. He lifted her and carried her to the bed and laid her gently on the bed with her head on the pillow. He straitened her long hair a little, pulled the sheets up and then kissed her. It looked like a father kissing his daughter good night.
“Listen Numb-nuts, I’ve got some bad news for you,” he said as he began to dress. “Me and Karen here got along a little too good. I don’t run into a fucking machine like her too often, and we both were enjoying the shagging too much to rush it.”
He strapped on his watch and checked the time.
“I know I promised you the chance to pork Karen too but the drug is gonna be wearing off soon.” He put on his leather vest.
“If you two go at it now, she might remember some of it tomorrow and I can’t allow that,” he said. “Karen’s a beautiful little girl who fucks like a rabbit and has a tight pussy and she doesn’t deserve to feel bad tomorrow. So, I’m not going to let you fuck her tonight.”
A complete stranger was telling me I couldn’t fuck my own wife.
He took the key card out of his jacket pocket, wiped it with the washcloth and then put the card on the dresser.
“Time to go, Numb-nuts,” he said helping me up. “Better police up that dick.”
He turned off the lights and opened the door with the washcloth. Outside he said good-bye and was gone before I could look around.
I used my key card to go back into the room and sat down in the chair.
I watched Karen.
She looked like she was sleeping peacefully. I certainly wasn’t feeling peaceful, though. My throat still hurt and visions of her fucking herself on Keeg’s thick cock wouldn’t leave my head. I knew it was the drug he gave her, but it really looked like she enjoyed having him inside her pussy, where only I belonged.
I sat there for hours, thinking about the events of the evening. I thought of a million things I could have done to stop Keeg, but didn’t do. How had I been so stupid? My head pounded.
Karen rustled on the bed and I looked at the clock. I was surprised to see that it was five in the morning. The drug must have worn off.
“Are you still up, Dick?” she asked in a sleepy voice.
“I’m coming to bed now, dear,” I whispered.
I undressed quickly and jumped in beside her. She rolled over and snuggled up against me, like she always does and went to sleep. I’d thought about everything so long, that I didn’t know how I felt about anything anymore. All I was sure of was that I loved my tiny wife more than life itself. I fell asleep quickly.
I woke up to the sound of the shower running. It turned off and in a few moments the door opened. Karen came into the bedroom with a towel wrapped around her body and another on her head like a turban. She seemed bright and cheerful. She padded over to the bed, stepping in the puddle of semen I’d deposited on the floor, but she didn’t notice it.
“Hello Sleepy-head,” she said as she kissed me. “You look tired,” she added with concern in her voice.
I watched her carefully to see if she showed any signs of remembering what had happened the previous night, but she seemed completely normal.
“Are you OK?” I said trying to sound casual.
“I feel great!” she said. She got on the bed and started jumping. She laughed when her towel fell off. “You…shouldn’t …stay…up…so…late,” she said jumping naked on the bed like a little girl.
I thought about what Keeg had said about sending his conquests ‘home to hubby with a happy well-fucked glow.’
I got up to brush my teeth while Karen bushed her long hair in the mirror next to the sink. She examined her image in the mirror.
“Dick, they really look bigger!” she said never taking her eyes off of the mirror.
“A hum,” I said with toothpaste in my mouth.
“No Dick. They feel bigger too! Stop brushing and feel them!” she insisted.
I looked at her tits for the first time that morning. She was right! I reached out with both hands and felt them. The bulk and mass of each tit was noticeably greater. It felt like I was touching another woman. She pushed my hands away so she could feel them again.
“Oh God, I love this! Oh God, Dick I love this so much!”
She turned a joyful pirouette.
“Look at how they move. They never moved like that before!”
I was as amazed as she was. She turned to face me, happier than I’d ever seen her. She dropped to her knees and kissed my limp cock with almost religious reverence.
“Thank you for my boob medicine. I guess I finally got enough.”