Message-ID: <33509asstr$1005948602@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: <nntp-bounce@supernews.net> X-Original-Path: news.supernews.com!not-for-mail From: Lou Moran <ellem@techie.net> X-Original-Message-ID: <pjpavt8nv0unfo2783cv22f36c65377e2j@4ax.com> MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit X-ASSTR-Arrival-Date: Fri, 16 Nov 2001 14:20:33 -0500 Subject: {ASSM} Home Depot Pt3 (MF, cuckold, cons, nc) Date: Fri, 16 Nov 2001 17:10:02 -0500 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: <assm@asstr-mirror.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/Year2001/33509> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: gill-bates, dennyw Home Depot Pt 3 ellem@techie.com - MF, cuckold, cons, nc- Part 3 -- 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 -- "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 tiny women. I was still a little woozy from Tony's tongue when Jake opened the bathroom door and walked in to my steamy shower. I gasped, acting surprised. He merely pushed my head to his stiffening cock. I was on my knees and swallowing him in seconds. Carl's huge cock was now merely big. This man's thick pole was now huge. I began licking him up and down trying to gauge his size. I was astonished. It seemed unreal. He pulled me up off of his cock. I was terrified he was going to impale me with it. I was not ready for him yet. Instead he flipped my tiny 5-foot frame upside down and began licking and sucking me so expertly that I was unable get my mouth around his now fully erect sex. My hips ground into his face sending me into a wild orgasm. I was already light headed now with all the blood in my head and his amazing tongue and his gorgeous meat and his tongue... I lost it; I blacked out. I came to with cold water on my face and chest. "Man, Mika, you do need it bad." With that he picked me up in his massive arms and slammed his massive shaft into my creamy mess nearly splitting me in two. "Uunngh! AAAHHH! Oh shit! Ohmygodhelpmeohmygodicantyouohgod!" I was babbling as he went deeper than Carl destroying me. He was breaking me physically and mentally. Hot waster splashed everywhere as he abused my body. He was squeezing a bottle of conditioner onto the vee our bodies formed at our hips and he kept slamming himself into me. I was tattered inside. I felt like I was going insane. I couldn't think. I was having trouble breathing. I was cumming. I was screaming. I was breaking inside and out. My legs slipped off of him. He was just forcing me onto his gigantic pole and my little body flailed helplessly. I realized that I was passing out again. I could not take him. It seemed like only minutes had gone by. I was still cumming. He was pounding me. Everything was moving. The water on me. The drain. Out. I came to on the shower floor he was draining his huge meat on me. His cum was as hot as the shower water. He was talking to me. I was having a really hard time understanding him. His words seemed to be miles away. Finally I began to make out what he was saying. "Mika. Mika! You have to stop passing out. Are you OK?" "Uh huh. You have the biggest cock I ever saw. I, no one has ever done this to me. You can, I can't handle you. I, you're so huge." He picked me up and took me to my bed. I was still shower soaked. He put me on the covers and spread my bruised legs and began to grind his fat tongue into my pussy, humming on my clit. My hips immediately began to hump his face. My body was working for him now. I was physically exhausted. I felt myself float away from my body it was if I had died. I could see Jake's tremendous body ravaging my tiny body. I was writhing in ecstasy, shaking at times. He moved his mouth to my tits and worked them with his teeth and lips. He would pull away and I would arch my back to get to his mouth. I weighed nothing to him. He could move me anywhere. Without much movement he slid his rock hard cock into my sore pussy lips, but instead of spiking me mercilessly he slid himself in gently. He eased himself up to the back of my cunt. And then he began to saw in and out of me barely passing that point. He was fucking me like a piston. The width of his cock alone was taking my breath away but his control was driving me towards an orgasm the likes of which I'd never experienced. Yoto never made me cum. The loss of control I felt when Carl was banging me into submission was the most exhilarating experience of my life. Tony's tongue was very nice this afternoon but this man Jake was bringing me to a new level of sex. Jake was working on me. He was making sure that I was taken care of. He was not interested solely in hearing me scream. In forcing me to make admissions during a torturous sexual encounter. He wasn't breaking me, as he had just done in the shower. He was giving me orgasms. He was allowing me to cum. He wasn't exactly making love to me, but giving me sex. He was giving me a gift no man had yet. I could feel the orgasm building inside of me. His mechanical thrusts were getting deeper but not painfully so. He was masterfully fucking me. The orgasm tore though my body. I nearly bucked his massive body off of me. I sat panting pushing myself up on my elbows. I was smiling. I looked at him. I moved towards him to kiss him. He kissed me for a long time. We caressed each other and nuzzled for an hour. He seemed to realize that he had a lot of work to do and stood up abruptly. "Mika, I will see you tomorrow, at ten. Mika, can you wear something sexy?" "Oh I will. I will make you cum in the doorway master Jake." I was beaming from the awesome sex I had with Jake. Yoto came home from work and he knew I had been with someone. He was frustrated and he shoved me violently. I was not a match for Yoto physically so I attacked him in the only way I knew how. I began masturbating as he lay next to me in bed. I trapped my clit between my middle and ring finger and rubbed furiously until I was soaking the bed. Even though my ass sore I fingered it too. Yoto was angry. He knew I'd spent the day getting fucked. His vision of Carl fucking me until I was a drooling mess was burned into his mind's eye. It must have caused him hours of torment watching Carl, so young and strong, bring me to an orgasm on command. Now I was bringing myself to a loud, wet orgasm as I fucked myself with my fingers. Panting and exhausted I rolled away from him. I saw him staring at my ass in the reflection in the alarm clock. He was too frightened to touch me since Tony Morrison's "accident" a few months ago. The next morning I was expecting Carl to give me my 7 o'clock fucking and then I was expecting Jake at 10 o'clock. Carl did not show up. I ran upstairs to look out my bedroom window to see if Claire was getting fucked first. She was still tied up hanging limply in her latex Catwoman suit. I quickly threw on some sweats and ran over to her house. I was afraid Carl had killed her. Or worse Tony had. The front door was locked, which was odd in our gated development, but the back door was not. I ran upstairs, still sore from Jake. When I got to her bedroom she was awake. "Oh my God I thought..." "Please get me down." I undid her wrists and she collapsed. I tried to pull her to the bed but she was too heavy for me. I laid her on the floor. She was stunning in her black rubber catsuit. I touched her, running my hands over her body. She rolled over and I saw the blood caked on her shining ass. Carl's reaming had been more brutal that I'd thought. "Do you need to go to the hospital?" "No. I need to sleep. Did Carl fuck you yet?" "No, I haven't seen him." "God, maybe he'll leave us alone today. Maybe he'll fuck his girlfriend." "I hope so. Let me get you out of this thing," I offered as I peeled the thick latex off of her arms. She helped a little. Her arms were asleep from being tied up. Her heavy tits were sweaty. I stole a kiss on her nipple. "We should do that someday Mika. You are so beautiful. But please I feel spent, used." I finished pulling the suit off of her weakened body. "Why didn't Tony get you down?" "He fucked me. He was on fire. I guess Carl was making me say awful things. That turns him on." I recorded that information. She fell asleep quickly but I was worried for her. Her ass was caked in blood. Carl seemed to be fucking her very hard from my window vantage point and she was screaming her head off while I was in her kitchen sucking her husband off. I felt very horny having touched her the way I did. At 5-foot 9 she was a large woman and she outweighed me by at least 50 pounds. Clair was not fat she was large and I was tiny. I couldn't help but think what it would be like to see Jake attack her gorgeous body. But today Jake would be mine. I couldn't stop thinking of ways I wanted to please him. A thousand thoughts ran through my mind. One of them was; where was Carl? Had Tony gotten it done? Was Carl in hospital somewhere? Was he in great pain and agony? Was he dead? I had so many thoughts running through my head as I showered, vigorously cleaning myself for Jake. After the shower I began rubbing myself with oils so that I would be soft for him, so that my scent would allure him. I pulled my white stockings over my knees and adjusted the seams so that they went up the back of my legs perfectly. I put on my white leather thigh high boots with the spiked heels, giving me 5 more inches. I smoothed my sheer white dress over my body; it too was essentially a stocking. Boots drove men crazy. Finally I pulled my satin opera gloves over my hands up to the middle of my biceps. Carl liked when he had access to my "fuck holes" but I still had clothes on. Was Carl really out of the way? I looked myself over in the mirror. Despite my entire summer being spent indoors underneath Carl I was tan and the white boots and sheer clothing contrasted beautifully. I left my hair down. That was something else Carl had insisted on. Now it seemed unnatural to put it up. Only a few weeks had passed since Carl began working on me and already there were major changes in me. The doorbell rang. I took each step carefully as I made my way downstairs to the door. Even though I knew it was Jake I looked through the peephole on my front door, it was Jake. I opened the door and he smiled a wide smile. Before he could grab me I dropped to my knees and he shut the door. I immediately began sucking him off. In an instant I guessed he must have been 10 inches long and at least half that wide. His cock is beautiful. Not at all like Carl's, whose cock is pointy at the top, grotesquely fat around the middle and shaven at the base. Carl seemed gigantic compared to Yoto's little penis. Compared to Jake though Carl was merely big. I tried to fit him in my throat but it just seemed impossible. Jake made everything possible that day. He exploded in my mouth and I ate his hot cum. When we went upstairs he asked me to brush my teeth, I did, he disrobed in my bedroom. He had one hand on his member and the other hand was waving me to come to him. I was ready to be penetrated. He snapped my dress up over my hips as he slid me onto his huge meat. He was careful again. Easing himself inside me. "Mika, you look amazing." "Thank you master Jake." He smiled, "God, you are so tight." "You are too big for me master Jake," I said, thickening my accent. Whenever I was with Carl and he was pounding me my accent would come through heavier. I even screamed in Japanese once. Jake would have me screaming in tongues today. Jake walked me to the bed, each step he took felt incredible as I bounced on his shaft. He laid me gently on the bed and began sawing inside of me. I was moaning lightly. Then he pulled out and rammed himself deep into me. I screamed. Again. Again I screamed. "What are you doing?" "You like it a little rough don't cha honey?" "Yes master Jake," and I began to take him in one vicious thrust after the next. He wasn't trying to hurt me but he was. As he began a more insistent pace I realized I did like getting it this way. Jake knew how to do it though. He wasn't just making me scream in pain. He was giving me orgasms not beating them out of me. His powerful thrusts were taking my breath away as he crammed his huge cock into my small hole. The outfit seemed to be driving him crazy. Every time he looked at my helpless body underneath him he rammed it in harder, deeper. "Oh you fucking bitch, I'm gonna fuck the shit out of you," he announced while doing it. My legs were snatched up by my ankles and he rammed himself into me pounding me into a wild, thrashing orgasm. It was true I liked it rough. I like being fucked. I wanted huge men to abuse me. I am a slut. He ripped his huge tool out of me leaving me feeling hollow inside. He flipped me over and pulled me to him, I was terrified he was going plunge my ass. Instead he spiked me from behind weakening me completely. He held me up by my hips and fucked me without any mercy like he had afforded me yesterday. The outfit was making him a monster, a beast. I could do nothing as he railed on my tiny body. I could mouth no words, I grunted like a beast. My tongue was hanging out of my mouth drool soaking the bed. As relentless as he was on me I was still enjoying the sex, I was cumming. He wasn't just hurting me like Carl. He pulled out again; slapping my ass with his huge wet stick. "Oh man. Whew! Oh bitch, you got me so hot. Are you drooling?" He asked, smiling. "I ain't ever fucked a bitch so hard she drooled." With a thunderous fury he began again. Driving his huge dick into my spread lips. I could only hope to remain conscious as I was fucked beyond my ability to reason. Four years of university seemed to be whisked away as Jake drove into me, draining my head of all cognizant thought. Cumming was my only imperative. Jake did me for at least an hour more. I was on top, on my back, on my knees, on my stomach, facing him, facing away from him. I was so thoroughly exhausted that when he pulled out of me I just lay there on the bed. I was still dressed although I was soaked in sweat, his and mine. "At least you didn't pass out this time," he said taking his beautiful body to the shower. I fell asleep, deeply. Yoto came home and awoke me. I was still lying on the bed on my stomach. The sheets were stained between my legs as Jake's hot cum had been leaking out of my still gaping pussy and my lipstick and drool was by my mouth. "Who did this?" Yoto demanded. "Carl is in the hospital! He has been there since last night. Who are you fucking now, whore?" Yoto was enraged and he pulled me over onto my back by throwing my leg to one side, my body simply followed. "Look at you! You have been fucked! By who? By who?" I was still dazed. I would have normally told him to mind his own business but I was still weak from the intense pounding Jake had given me. Yoto jumped on top of me. With Carl in the hospital Yoto could touch me. He tore at my dress wildly and sucked my nipples. There was great anger in his actions. He was raping me. I was not responding though. I simply lay there, too tired to care. Yoto took his pathetic excuse for manhood and shoved into my sex. Except for his slight body weight I did not feel him. He furiously thrusted but it was nothing to me. He hit my sore clit several times and the groans that those brushed encounters made got him hot. I could tell by the way he was breathing. "Oh God Yoto, you are killing me," I deadpanned. He came in a hot liquid stream all over my stomach. I think he meant to get my face. I still did not move. Yoto left me and went to shower. I began to contemplate the world without Carl. -- More? 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