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Disclaimer. I write stories for pleasure. Everything in my stories is
fiction. In no way do I condone the scenarios within the writings.
Rape, child endangerment, and unwanted pregnacy are subjects to be
role-played between you and your significant other only. Anybody
actually carrying out this in real life, needs to see a psychiatrist,
or seek mental help from a qualified expert in mental health. I am
always open to comments and constructive criticism. I believe in the
second ammendment, and only free people should be reading stories like
this. If it is illegal or unlawful to read adult stories in your,
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story. Thank You, trukin_fool




Kenny was a brute of a man. He had muscles and brawn, but his mental
capacities were extremely limited, due to the drugs he took earlier in
life. Those designer drugs are not the way to go. His young and
beautiful air headed girlfriend, wasn't much brighter.

It was morning in state prison, where the trustees were kept. The
regular details were soon to be handed out. He hoped he could finally
secure the detail, as the cooks helper. A smile grew wide across his
face as his number was read. This was his plan, and he would soon know
freedom again.
After the kitchen briefing, he was ready to make the phone orders. It
was an opportunity of a lifetime for him. He called Kathy, his
girlfriend, and made plans for that afternoon. She would wait for him
at the garbage dump, and they would soon be together again.
Later that afternoon, he hid in a large trash bin, that stood on the
dock. The truck arrived, and he felt the hydraulic hooks pick up the
bin, as they dumped him and the trash, into the compactor. He had only
moments to scramble to the top of the heap, before he would be crushed
by the powerful plates. He had made it. His life of freedom would soon
return, as the truck wisked him off to the dump.
At the dump, Kathy waited patiently, as she stood posing as a broken
down traveler. Her clothes were like that of a high priced call girl,
and her fine figure was exaggerated by her attire.
When the garbage truckdriver saw her, he figured it was his lucky day.
All alone in the rural area, and with no help to arrive anytime soon.
The driver stopped, as he eyed her lushious body approvingly.
"Need some help little lady?" He asked, approaching the hood raised
vehicle.
"My car." Kathy said in a sickly sweet voice. "It just died. I don't
what to do."
As the driver looked under the hood, Kathy also leaned over the fender
next  him. Her plunging neckline had now put most of her 34D's on
display, as they threatened to pop out of the tight top she wore.
The plan was working well. Kenny Jumped from the truck, and slinked
around the car, while Kathy kept the driver busy with her charms. He
crawled into the back seat, and covered himself with a blanket, while
she kept the truckdriver busy.
"What was that?" The truckdriver asked, feeling the car move.
"Oh, it was probably just the wind or something." Kathy said sweetly,
as she immediately stood next to the car and stranger, and placed a
soft hand on his crotch.
"I think maybe it's just overheated, like you." She added, squeezing
his prominent bulge.
Kathy quickly, and deftly had the drivers zipper down, and soon
dropped to her knees, on the dusty road. Without hesitating, she
placed her ripe full lips around his member, and began to suck.
Anything that seemed out of place in the drivers mind was soon
forgotten, as he only concentrated on the young beauty, who was
blowing him. Within a minute, he was panting, and breathing very hard.
"Oh yesssss." He sighed out loud. "I'm gonna cum soon baby."
Kathy was an expert when it came to getting guys off. She had
sacrificed brains, for sex appeal and talent. She sucked even harder,
as she hummed happily.
The driver was now shooting his seed into her mouth, as Kathy greedily
swallowed him fully. Not one drop escaped her lips, as she sucked him
completely dry.
After the driver had completed his orgasm, Kathy stood and smiled. He
leaned weakly against the car, and tried to regain his breath. She
walked to the drivers door, leaned in through the window, and turned
the key. The car started right up.
As she turned to the driver, she smiled again, and stated.
"I guess I was right, all it needed was to cool down. Thank you for
stopping by. I hope you're not overheated anymore either."
At that, she jumped into the car and drove away, leaving the
disoriented driver still stunned, with his penis hanging out, in the
middle of the road.
She smiled to herself inwardly. She was good at blow jobs, and she was
often complimented on her abilities.
Kenny soon popped up in the back seat and degraded her, for her
performance with the stranger.
"Fuckin whore." He said roughly. "You couldn't keep your fuckin hands
or mouth off of his cock, could you?"
"Aww honey." She said, giggling in the rear view mirror at her
boyfriend. "You always talk so sweet to me. But you told me to make it
convincing, and I think he was well convinced."
"You breath smells like a hooker." Kenny said. "And you really are a
slut."
"Flattery will get you anywhere you want sweetie." Kathy smiled back.
She knew fully well that Kenny was pissed at her, but he had always
loved her fucking and sucking strangers in the past, for his
enjoyment. She knew she had turned him on by doing it today also.
"Where are we going?" Kathy inquired.
"We can't go home. That's the first place they'll look. Let's head
over to the state line. We should be there before I'm found missing."
He answered, as he crawled across the front seat.
Finally getting into a confortable position, his eyes noticed the
short fluffy skirt Kathy was wearing. Her long luxurious legs, were
bare to above mid thigh.
His hands were soon rubbing her soft legs, and slowly worked their way
up under her skirt.
"See honey. I knew it'd turn you on, if I sucked him off for you." She
said in a heated tone. "I'll suck anyone you want. I'll fuck them too
if you want. I'm your slut girl forever, ohhhhhhh yesssss."
By now Kenny had one fat finger buried deep in Kathy's dripping
snatch. He was working it side to side, making her squirm in the seat.
"If you want me to pull over, keep doing that. But if you want me to
crash, then don't stop. It feels right nice." She panted.
Kenny noticed the State line ahead, and pulled his finger free. He
also noticed two squad cars, just leaving the median strip, to set up
a road block. He slouched in the seat, as they wizzed by the cops, and
he smiled broadly. They were home free.
After another fifteen minutes of driving silently, Kathy began to
speak.
"We're gonna need gas. It's almost on E." She said.
"We'll pull into the next station, and get some." Kenny replied.
The next gas station, had an officer waiting as a speed trap, hidden
partially from view.
"Keep going." Kenny said, slumping in the seat again, until they drove
by.
"Turn off on a side road. We'll buy some gas from a farmer out in the
country. They've always got gas around." He said.
Now Kenny wasn't too bright, as I said before. He didn't realize that
most modern farmers used diesel powered tractors and equipment. But I
digress.
Driving down the old dirt road, the two were kept busy looking for a
remote farm. One that was un-noticable from the road, yet was big
enough to hidout at. After ten more miles, they found one such place.
It was sort of run down, but not too big to be suspact in hiding out a
fleeing fugitive.
They pulled into the driveway, and drove down behind the barn. Once
back there, they noticed a small shed, whose doors were ajar. It was
empty. They slowly drove into the shed, and parked. They closed the
doors, and walked slowly to the house, taking in the best vantage
point for seeing strange cop cars approaching.
The driveway was gravel, and the hill the house was situated on, would
give the two excellent views of the surrounding countryside.
As Kenny neared the back door of the house, it was swung open by a
frail middleaged woman. She was petite, and her face showed signs of
many hours in the sun.
"What'cha all want?" She asked briskly.
"Uh ma'am." Kenny said, portaying a soft tone. "We've been looking
around here for some gas for our car. Seems the guage don't work, and
we're running real low. We'd be more than happy to pay."
"We ain't got none." The woman said sharply. "You want gas, you'd best
jes keep on goin."
""Now just a minute here." Kenny stated, becoming aggitated. "We are
just new in these parts, and we're really in a bind. If you don't help
us, we'll just take what we want."
"We ain't got nuthin fer y'all." The woman, not being intimidated,
shot back.
Kenny was pissed at the small female. He reached a big hand out, and
grabbed her by the hair.
"Looky here bitch. We tried to be nice, but if you want it rough, we
can play that game too." He screamed.
Kenny quickly dragged the woman into the house, and immediately
noticed the stewpot simmering on the stove, in the kitchen. It had
been morning since he'd eaten, and he was getting mighty hungry. He
trew the small woman towards the stove, and began barking out orders.
An turn that damned radio off.
"Get me and my woman here, something to eat. Make it snappy, or you'll
be sorry."
The woman silently obeyed, and began to rummage through the
refrigerator.
Placing bread and cold cuts on the counter, she turned to the
strangers and asked if they cared for a drink.
"You got any whiskey?" He demanded.
"We got some homemade stuff. It's a little strong though." She
replied.
"Give it here. I ain't never had no such thing as too strong of
whiskey." Kanny bellared.
Placing a clear liquid filled bottle on the table with two glasses,
the woman returned to prepare sandwiches.
Kenny poured the glasses half full, and handed one to Kathy.
"Here's to you and me finally making it." He said, clinking her glass.
Both drank the drink rapidly, as the older woman smiled to herself.
Kenny immediately refilled the glasses, and the two slammed their
drinks again.
Soon the woman placed sandwiches on the table, along with some
brownies. It had been a long time since Kenny had any sweets, and he
gobbled down four of the small cakes. Kathy followed suit, figuring
there was always room for the sandwiches later.
As they finished eating, they each sipped their third glass of booze,
and wandered around the house.
The house was huge, and the older woman resident did nothing to stop
their snooping. After searching each room on the main floor, they
began to crawl the stairs. Kenny was feeling quite light headed as
they reached the top step, and Kathy had to lean against the wall, to
sustain her balance.
The pair peeked into evey room, until they reached the last bedroom at
the end of the hall.
All at once Kenny felt really dizzy and disoriented. Kathy was right
behind him, while the effects of the booze and brownies hit her too.
Entering the room, Kenny proceeded directly to the bed, as Kathy
collapsed on the floor. The lights went out after that, until
something damp and cold was placed on Kenny's forehead.
"What the ....?" Kenny screamed, as he opened his eyes to see the
blurry shape of a woman, leaning over him.
He was startled greatly, but even moreso, when he realized he couldn't
move. His hands and his feet were bound tightly, as he soon realized,
he was also stark naked.
"There there." A familiar voice was heard to say. "I told you that
there stuff was mighty powerful. Y'all can't always believe what y'all
see niether."
Kenny strained at his bindings. He knew he was a very strong
individual, but her couldn't make these binds even stretch.
"They're leather my boy. Finest cowhide in these parts. Y'all keep
tryin to break them, yer only gonna break yerself. Y'all jes lay back,
and let Martha take good care of y'all." The woman said quietly.
As Kenny's eyes began to focus, he was aware of a figure attached to
the wall. It was basically an upright bed, or to better decribe it, a
bed that was standing on it's foot board, against the wall. On or
against the mattress was Kathy, still passed out, but tied to the bed
in a standing position. She was also naked.
"My young uns are gonna have fun with her." Martha said softly.
"They've been wantin a playmate, and they is so rambunctious lately. I
pray she likes to fuck. Them younguns jes can't get enough pussy to
please them. Up til now, they been fuckin me six ways til sunday."
Kenny strained again. He was surely not going to let a little farm
wife take him over, and espacially if her kids were going to have sex
with his girlfriend.
"Don't y'all fret over it sonny." Martha said, squeezing his testicles
in a painful grip. "Me an Missy will keep these big nuts drained for
you, anytime y'all want. Probably more."
"You can't make me do this bitch. I'll kill you if I ever get loose.
Just don't mess with me." Kenny screamed.
"My my sonny." Martha spoke again, in a pleasant tone. "You can scream
and holler all y'all want. Ain't nobody gonna hear y'all out here. We
all like our privacy. After all it ain't proper to be fuckin each
other in the family. That's incest, and we'd go to jail. But y'all
know about jail, don't cha? At's where y'all escaped from, after all."
"How did she know that? Kenny thought. She's just an old country gal.
She'd probably never even been off the farm.
"They's sayin on the radio that ol number 645324 has escaped. Y'alls
named Kenneth Brewster, an you done escaped this mornin. That's
alright though. We'll take good care of y'all. Maybe after we're done
usin y'all, we kin send y'all back. If'n that's what y'all want?"
Martha said, still inspecting Kenny's package with her hand.
"So? What do you want with us? Why are you doing this. I'm not going
to play along. And I'm surely not going to have sex with any of you
sick perverts.." Kenny again blurted out, although his cock was
beginning to stiffen involuntarily.
Marths began to smile, and silently began to jack his ever hardening
cock. He still fought his binds as she concentrated on everything
Kenny possessed in the groin area.
He became quiet and subdued, as he watched the older woman stroke his
cock with one hand, and her other hands was buried beneath her loose
fitting summer dress.
"Mmmmmmm. It ain't all that long, but it's sure is a fat little
fucker. I'll bet you kin really stretch the little tramps cunt out
with it." Matha hummed, refering to Kathy.
Kenny closed his eyes, and refused to accept the pleasure, this
strange woman was freely offering.
Marthas hands were like a blur now, as she jacked him quickly. Her
other hand feverishly worked up under her dress.
"Y'all like that?" Martha asked to no one in particular as she rolled
her eyes back in her head, reahing her climax. "Yer gonna make a fine
breeder, if'n y'all ain't cut."
As Kenny gritted his theeth, not wanting to succumb to this strange
sexual behavior, he felt his balls tighten. He was loosing control,
and didn't realize his own words.
"Ahhhh make me cum, bitch. Make me fuck your old worn out cunt. I'll
fuck you. I'll fuck em aaaaallllll." He said, as he instantly felt
Marthas lips on his cock, while he shot his healthy load down her
throat.
After his climax, Martha refused to release his cock from her lips.
She remained bent over the bed, and continued to suck greedily at his
still erect member. As he looked at her, he noticed the dress was
completely unbuttoned, and hanging open. It was then he noticed the
large bulbulous tits that Martha possessed. They were full and capped
with a wide areola, with long dark brown nipples attached to each.
Without removing her mouth, Martha reached back and slid her dress
off. Her petite body was not at all unattractive.
As the dress floated to the floor, she crept up on the bed.
"Y'all use that there mouth fer, anything other than drinking or
bitchin?" She asked, releasing her mouth from him, while throwing one
leg over his head. "I'ma gonna make y'all a deal. Y'all don't bite,
and y'all git to keep yer woman pleaser. If'n y'all hurt me, I'll be
forced to bite that fuckin thing clean off. Y'all be probably bleedin
to death, but that's OK, we'll still have fun with the little pussy
over there.
As Kenny thought about what she said, he opened his eyes to see her
wide gaping hairy pussy, decending on his face. Her feminie aroma was
intoxicating. She didn't have the money to buy all the fancy perfumes
and douches, that Kathy usually used, but her raw female odor had him
hard a a rock.
"Y'all suck me first, an git me wet, I'll be good to you, if'n y'alls
good to me." She said before forcing her gash down on his mouth.
Kenny felt her lips on him again, and remembered the last pussy he
ate, before going to prison. Kathy's pussy was always tight, and firm.
He often had to probe hard, to have his tongue enter her. This womans
hole was wide and well used, but he began to enjoy the idea of just
licking the gaping hole, without the extra effort.
Soon Kenny was humping his hips up, trying to use Marthas mouth as a
pussy. His tongue was awash with her seeping natural lubricants. He
soon found her clit, and began to use his tongue, only on that long
hard nub. He sucked on it, bringing her to hump on his face harder. He
was pleasing this woman against his will. He had fleeting thoughts
about biting hard on her clit, to extract revenge, but realized the
alternative would be more painful to him in the long run, and quick
dismissed the tactic.
Kenny was just becoming engrossed with the idea of sucking her off,
before she sat up, and stood quickly over him. She spun around on the
bed, and squatted over his erect manhood. With a deft movement, she
suck fully down on him, and his hard cock slid into her hole.
"Awwww yesssss." Martha crooned. "That there's a fine fat cock. I kin
feel it stretchin out my own worn out hole. Yer gonna stretch my
little Missy's pussy right nicely."
Kenny felt something he had never felt before. The woman who was
mounting him, was using her pussy muscles to massage his cock. The
only time he'd ever felt Kathy's cunt do that, was during her orgasm,
and that was all involuntary. This woman knew tricks he'd only heard
about before.
"Y'all likes that, ya fuckin stud?" Martha asked, noticing the slight
smile on Kenny's face. "I'll bet them city girls can't do that. I'll
even bet them high priced prostitues can't do what i'm doin to y'all."
She was right, he thought silently, he'd heard a lot about how women
did that to get a guy off, but never experienced it first hand. He was
actually begining to enjoy not having to work for his cum.
Martha kept up her ride on his cock, until he again felt his climax
rising. She too noticed the telltale signs of release approaching, and
reached behind her, to grasp his balls. She manipulated them, bringing
him closer to orgasm.
All at once he was there. He was cumming.
"Owwwwwwweeeeeee." Kenny screamed out in pain. His eyes flew open, and
his breath was taken away.
Martha had suddenly squeezed his nutsack tightly, as she felt him
expand inside of her. She kept the death grip on him, the entire time
he was pumping his sperm into her.
After five or six volleys of semen was extracted from him, she gently
released her grip, and allowed him to breath again.
It was the most painful, yet satisfying orgasm Kenny had ever had. It
seemed like she literally squeezed the sperm from his balls, and into
her hot waiting cunt. Much the same as you would do with a tube of
toothpaste.
As the two collapsed, both heard a slight gasp from the other side of
the room. They both looked to see Kathy now conscious, and dismayed,
at the sight of the two fucking.
"You fucking bitch. What are you doing? Let me loose. And get your
filty hands off my boyfriend." Kathy shouted. "What is going on here?"
Martha smiled and soon rose up and off of Kenny's now deflated cock.
"Y'all be quiet there yungun." Martha said, approaching the upright
bed. "Yer boyfriend jest offered a little stud service, that's all.
But don't fret none. Yer own pussy will soon be gittin a workout from
ma boys."
Martha grabbed ahold of Kathy's right breast and softly sqeezed it.
"That's some fine titties y'all got there." Martha said, as Kathy
herself, now began to fight her bindings. "There, there. Ain't no use
in fussin none sugar. I'll bet y'all will be right enjoyin yerself
when ma boys git home. They ain't never had a shaved pussy before."
With that, Martha trailed her finger down Kathys belly, and rubbed her
pouty pussy lips.
Kathy fought again, and soon felt the womans finger entering her
nether lips. She fought harder at the sensation.
As Martha probed Kathy's pussy, she leaned up close to her and
whispered softly in her ear.
"Y'all ever eat pussy honey?" She asked sweetly.
Kathy shook her head violently.
"Wahl, don't cha worry none. We'll have you suckin cunt might finely,
when y'all get ready. I'll bet you like your tiny little sucked
though, dont cha?"
Kathy was beginning to react to the womans finger, probing her hole
and rubbing her clit. Her juices were starting to flow, and her fight
was beginning to diminish.
"I'll jest bet, that if'n another woman sucked yer titties, and poked
yer hole, you'd be willin to reciprocate nicely. Wouldn't ya?" Martha
asked in a deep whisper.
"No, no, no, ahhhh." Kathy said, feeling herself rising to the
unwanted pleasure.
Martha stood in front of Kathy, dripping sperm from herself, as she
continued to manipulate the younger womans body. She took one hand
from Kathy's tit. She scooped up the remenants of semen, and placed it
to Kathys lips. She then pushed the remaining glob of man sauce into
Kathys mouth, and made her suck her fingers clean.
Kathy was a true sexual being. She loved sex. She lived for sex. She
never considered herself a nymphomaniac, but was what you'd call, a
borderline case. It wasn't long before Kathy was enjoying the
attention she was receiving.
With quick deliberate motions, Martha began to finger Kathy roughly.
She was responding accordinly. Her head thrashed, and her eyes closed
as the onset of a violent orgasm washed over her.
"Take it y'all." Martha said coarsely. "Take what a woman can offer
you. You ain't gettin no more of yer old studs cock fer a long while.
But that's OK, you'll jes be getting strange cock an pussy from now
on. Is that alright with y'all? Tell me ya whore. Beg fer strange cock
an pussy. Promise ya ain't gonna beg fer nuthin else."
""Yesssss oh yesss. I want it ...I want strange cockkkk .... and pussy
toooooo." Kathy shrieked out in the throes of an overwhelming cum.
"They can fuck me. They can eat me, and finger me. They can all have
me. I want it alllllll. Awwwwww fuuuuuucckk. You can have Kenny, I
just want to keep cumming"
Kathy was arching her back from the upright matress, and drooled as
she continued spewing inaudible words and phrases. Her feminie fluids
were running down her inner thighs, as she soon calmed, after the
exuberant orgasm. She then slumped in her bindings, and began to
breath normally.
"See stud?" Martha said, looking over her shoulder. "She's a whore,
and we's gonna make full use of her pussy and mouth. You ain't got
nuthin ta worry about though. You'll be too pooped to pop anyways."
With that Martha grabbed her dress, and exited the room.
The two still bound, looked at each other knowing they would be both
put through a variety of sexual situations, and would have no control
over any of it. Kenny fell asllep after the massive cums, and Kathy
soon followed suit, hanging from her bindings.



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