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 ï>¿Room with a View by Art Martin

   Chapter 11 - An Impromptu Soiree

   Luke invites Big Mike and his wife over after work, but Jake had already
scheduled Shelly with Henderson and O'Ryan.  No Problem, but Shelly is in
for a surprise.

   Slumped down on his tattered sofa, Luke looked to the right and studied
Shelly -(TM)s honey blonde hair cascading over her shoulders.  His
attention was then drawn to the profile of her pretty face, especially the
profile of her sultry lips as she mouthed Henderson -(TM)s weeping glans as
he sat next to Luke.  The young husband smiled.  This was all working out
just fine.  It was obvious from the manner in which Shelly licked and
polished the mechanics knob that she was really enjoying herself tonight.
As his slut wife knelt, sucking cock, Luke marveled at how deftly Henderson
seemed to getting Shelly off by rubbing her clit with his big toe.  When
Henderson -(TM)s long prong all but disappeared in her mouth, Luke thought,
 -~What a whore! -(TM) Then he chuckled,  -~Who would have thought -- the
Reverend?  Never.  Old Mrs.  Maddox? -- She would die of shame!  How 
-~bout Bobby Ray?  Don -(TM)t think so.  Pa? -- Yeah, Pa might think that,
he -(TM)s never made no bones about her.  Yeah, yer a whore babe.  My sweet
whore, just like Pa said you -(TM)d be -- but this?  I dunno -- but if Pa
has a problem -- that raunchy old bastard? -- Not likely. -(TM) Sucking and
fucking one man after another, Shelly was having the time of her life.  She
marveled at the differences in the men -(TM)s cocks that she had enjoyed
today and tonight.  All were nice and all had given her pleasure.  She
especially noticed the differences in each man -(TM)s cock as she eagerly
sucked them off.  Henderson with his long dick slid deeper into her throat
than anyone else.  She especially enjoyed the feel of swallowing and
caressing the full length of his cock with her throat.  Jake -(TM)s dick on
the other hand was thicker, much thicker and the feel of the smooth expanse
of his broad glans on her tongue brought her great delight.  Luke -(TM)s
cock was nice as always.  She really enjoyed nibbling and gently pulling on
his foreskin with her teeth and then sliding it back and forth along his
shaft with her tongue.  Big Mike?  He had such a big dick!  He was even
thicker than Jake and he was as nearly long as Henderson.  It was struggle
for her to do much more than half of that cock, but she enjoyed every bit
that she could cram into her mouth.  Then there was the postman this
afternoon with his multicolored prong. The feel of a cock as it hardened or
softened in her mouth was especially erotic to her.  The entire erectile
process was still a wonderment to her and she delighted in the diversity of
oral sensations generated by differing degrees of hardness.  It also struck
her how odd it was that each man -(TM)s sperm tasted different.  She -(TM)d
thought that it all pretty much tasted the same, but after the first time
Jake came in her mouth, she knew that really wasn -(TM)t the case.  But the
variety?  Sometimes it was bland, sometimes sort of bleachy, sometimes
slightly salty, sometimes slightly pungent, and sometimes it was sweet.  In
that department Luke was by far her favorite.  Of course until this week,
Luke -(TM)s cum was the only cum she -(TM)d ever tasted.  Naturally she had
acquired a taste for her husband -(TM)s semen and for her, the flavor of
Luke -(TM)s cum was the gold standard. Both teens were lost in the
lascivious pleasures that they were now freely wallowing in.  Luke and
Shelly eyes met just as Henderson -(TM)s dick-tip slipped momentarily from
her lips.  She glanced down at the woman sucking off her young husband and
then smiled back at him wickedly with a long strand of clear precum still
joining the mechanic -(TM)s dick to her full lips.  The strand broke. 
Shelly -(TM)s tongue flickered out to catch it, coming to rest just under
the cock crown.  Looking into her husband -(TM)s eyes, she whorishly
mouthed the glistening glans.  That was all he could take.  Luke came,
shooting a nice load into the voraciously sucking mouth of Big Mike -(TM)s
wife. Recovering from his latest climax, Luke turned his attention from his
wife to the woman who was still kneeling in front of him, licking the
residual discharge from his dick and then sucking on it again.  She was
nice looking, with short red hair that matched the color of Big Mike -(TM)s
flaming hair.  Unlike Big Mike, Ginger was petite, not as petite as Toni,
but certainly not the large woman he had earlier envisioned.  Though older
than either Toni or Shelly, at 38 she was a very attractive lady, if you
could call a slut like her a lady.  She wore too much eye makeup and had a
sleazy aura about her.  Moments after she and Big Mike arrived, they had
barely been introduced when Ginger went for his cock, sluttily hissing, 
-œLuke, I hear you want a raise. - He certainly got a raise and she
certainly knew what she wanted, and it wasn -(TM)t someone to converse
with. Apparently Ginger didn -(TM)t realize or care that he was growing
soft, so enraptured was she with Toni -(TM)s oral ministrations to her
posterior.  Luke felt the older woman humming as she came, the vibrations
reversing the ebbing flow of blood from his cock.  Toni, having Ginger up
on a nearly continuous orgasmic plane, was unrelenting and showed no mercy.
Luke then saw Jake with a video camera, walking around and acting as the
temporary official chronicler of tonight -(TM)s event, zooming in on Big
Mike -(TM)s prodigious red tipped organ as Luke -(TM)s boss once again
skewered Shelly -(TM)s hot pussy from the rear.  With salacious delight,
Luke watched her shapely buttocks quake, framed by the black fish net
stockings and black garter belt, as Big Mike pounded into her.  That was
all that Luke needed for his own dick to surge into a fully erect state.
Ginger broke away from Toni -(TM)s relentless mouth and as she did so, let
she Luke -(TM)s newly hardened cock slip from her mouth.  In a flash, she
was up in Luke -(TM)s lap, guiding his youthful erection into her mature
juicy snatch.  She was just getting into a rhythm when there was a knock at
the front door.

   *****

   David gleefully headed home with his secret stash of DVD porno he kept
hidden at his bookstore.  He could hardly believe his good luck.  Julia had
unexpectedly called and said that she had taken the kids to see her mother
for the weekend.  No nagging wife and no screaming kids, for the whole
weekend!  He wasn -(TM)t sure which DVD he -(TM)d watch first, maybe 
-œLost Angels - or  -œLittle Fuck Toys -, yeah, they were both hot and
very illegal! Just as he was about to turn into the driveway, he saw a
middle aged man enter the house next door.  Pulling up the narrow driveway
he shared with his young libertine neighbors, David couldn -(TM)t help but
look into the large window and into the well-lit living room of the whore
-(TM)s home.  He only got a glance, but --  -œHoly shit! - he muttered. 
The glance was only a fraction of a second, but there was no doubt that the
whore and her pimp boyfriend were hosting yet another sex party. Leaving
the porno in his car, David crept down the dark alleyway to the brightly
lit window.  He was already hard from thinking of the little kids in the
videos fucking and being fucked, but now with the prospect of a real live
sex show, he could hardly catch his breath.  Easing his way closer to the
window, and careful to stay in the shadows, David gained a clear view of
the wanton debauchery.   -œSon of a bitch, - he cursed to himself.

   *****

   As Jake approached followed closely by a wide-eyed O -(TM)Ryan, Big
Mike, smiling broadly, pulled his big wet cock from Shelly -(TM)s
spasmodically clutching cunt.  The two Irishmen regarded each other for a
moment.  They each recognized the other, but they were only vague
acquaintances.  Glancing at the exceptional size of his countryman -(TM)s
jutting organ, O -(TM)Ryan felt instantly intimated.  Looking about at the
generous size of the other men -(TM)s cocks that were in plain view, he
indeed felt very inadequate. With a loud,  -œCRACK! - Jake slapped Shelly
hard on her ass, causing her to bolt upright from Henderson -(TM)s groin. 
-œYou -(TM)ve got a customer, cunt! - bellowed the big hairy man.   -œC
-(TM)mon, whore, time for work! - Jake pulled her to her feet and led her
to the double ottoman.  -œLie down and spread -(TM)em like the slut-whore
cunt ya are!  Be damned sure and make it good for the man! - Her ass
stinging from the slap, Shelly rubbed the glowing red handprint and lay
down to be fucked just as Jake had told her to do.  She knew that obeying
Jake was tantamount to obeying Luke, and it was her duty as his wife to
obey Luke.  Lying on her back with her feet flat on the floor while
seductively cupping and playing with her big tits, Shelly spread her legs,
giving O -(TM)Ryan an unfettered look at his evening treat.  -œRight here?
- asked O -(TM)Ryan.   -œYeah, right here, - confirmed Jake.  -œCan
-(TM)t I have a little privacy? -  -œHell, this is as private as it gets
tonight, - growled Jake.   -œNow, do ya wanna fuck her or do ya just wanna
hold yer dick and watch us fuck her? - O -(TM)Ryan looked down at the
sumptuous young whore ready to receive him.  His dick, already stiffened by
the lurid scene, began to throb in real need.  Looking at his watch, he
pulled his notebook from his pocket and made his entry.  Placing the
notebook and pen on the table, O -(TM)Ryan began removing his clothes. 
Moments later he was pumping his cock into the girl.  Three minutes later
and he -(TM)d shot off in her already cum laden cunt.  He dismounted,
looked at his watch and noted the time.  Then he made another entry into
the notebook.  Putting the notebook down until he was dressed, O -(TM)Ryan
was distracted by the wanton action still going on the couch.  The red head
had been riding the whore -(TM)s husband when O -(TM)Ryan had arrived and
she was still riding him.  As she rose and fell on the young man -(TM)s
prong, O -(TM)Ryan suddenly recognized who she was.  She sang in the church
choir!  He -(TM)d seen her many, many times at church and had always
admired her natural beauty, undressing her in his mind while she sang a
sweet solo of salvation.  Now he could see what she looked like naked.  The
vision pleased him, causing him to linger longer than he might otherwise. 
-œWhat the fuck is this? - roared Jake as he analyzed the entries in O
-(TM)Ryan -(TM)s notebook.   -œBlalock transmission, $265 @ $25/hr = 10.6
hrs = 636 min.  Total time 15 minutes!  Three screws!  Fifteen minutes out
of 636 minutes!  No way, pal! -  -œDeal -(TM)s a deal, - countered O
-(TM)Ryan defensively.  -œWell, this deal is gonna change!  I had in mind
thirty minutes a fuck!  Not five minutes! -  -œTwenty five dollars an
hour! That was the deal. -  -œThat -(TM)s rather taking advantage of this
girl, don -(TM)t ya think?  Twelve fifty a fuck is already pretty god
damned cheap, ya friggin' chiseler!  Five minutes a fuck works out to be
two dollars a fuck!  Hear that honey, he thinks yer a two dollar whore! -
-œDeal -(TM)s a deal, - asserted O -(TM)Ryan standing his ground.  -œFuck
that!  Here -(TM)s the deal, O -(TM)Ryan, - growled Jake menacingly as he
stood face-to-face, towering over the middle-aged man.   -œOne hour
minimum! -  -œWhat?  You can -(TM)t -- -  -œI just did!  Either that or I
-(TM)ll call the sheriff and ya can explain yer little book! -  -œThat
-(TM)s not fair! -  -œHigh grade pussy like this goes for a hundred
dollars a pop!  Twenty-five is one hell of a bargain!  Take it or leave it!
- roared Jake.

   *****

   David couldn -(TM)t figure out what all the yelling was about.  The
Beast seemed very angry with the pot-bellied middle-aged guy.  While they
were arguing, the red headed woman was still fucking the guy on the couch.
The other big guy, the red head with the tattooed arms, he was on the
floor, fucking the Beast -(TM)s harlot.  What with all that was going on,
the Beast was blocking his view of the young whore who the middle-aged guy
just fucked.  She was sitting up, but he couldn -(TM)t see those
magnificent breasts.  Breasts that he -(TM)d daydreamed about ever since he
first saw her naked through the kitchen window.  He moved a foot or so, to
get an unobstructed view of the big titted blonde whore.

   *****

   Out of the corner of his eye, Jake saw the movement outside the window.
He didn -(TM)t directly look out the window, but clearly saw the weasel
peeking through the window before retreating into the shadows.  His glare
softening, Jake took on a more conciliatory tone.   -œHell, what -(TM)s yer
god damned hurry, O -(TM)Ryan?  The girl likes to fuck.  Hell, she loves to
fuck!  Take yer time and fuck her properly, will ya?  When the frigging
transmission -(TM)s paid for, she -(TM)ll buy something else from ya, a
water pump, some antifreeze, whatever, but not if yer quick as a rabbit. -
 -œI, I don -(TM)t have time.  I, I, I gotta go. -  -œSlow down, O
-(TM)Ryan!  Enjoy this young pussy!  Yer fat-assed wife will be there when
ya get home, all three hundred pounds of her!  Damn!  I woulda thought you
-(TM)d enjoy this! - O -(TM)Ryan looked at his watch again.  He -(TM)d
been there ten minutes already.  Now if he was going to get anything near
his money -(TM)s worth, he -(TM)d have to stay longer.  He looked back at
Shelly and mentally compared her to his constantly bitching wife.  He
shuddered.  There was no reasonable comparison.   -œOkay, but my hour
starts now. - Jake wasn -(TM)t paying too much attention to what O
-(TM)Ryan had said, and quickly agreed.  Gripping O -(TM)Ryan by the arm he
said,  -œCome here, - and guided him to near the open window.   -œC
-(TM)mere cunt, - he ordered his neighbor.   -œYeah, you Shelly! - Shelly
rose and stood where Jake directed her.   -œNow I want ya to suck his dick
-~til he gets good -(TM)n hard.  Then, I want ya to fuck him.  Nice and
slow, on top.  Got it? - Shelly shrugged and knelt before the pot-bellied
older man.  She played with his limp dick for a moment, still wet from her
cunt, taking note that like Luke, O -(TM)Ryan was not circumcised. 
Compared to the other dicks that had fucked her tonight, he was smaller. 
Not terribly small, but then again, compared to Big Mike, even Luke seemed
small.

   *****

   Standing in the shadows, his pants down around his knees, David stroked
his demure pecker as the stacked whore took the middle-age guy into her
mouth not more than six feet from were he was standing.  She sucked the
older man like the sluts in his favorite videos sucked dick.  It was
obvious that she was enjoying it as much as the guy was.  In his entire
life, David had never had a blowjob, at least not from a woman.  Julia was
repulsed by the thought.  In fact she gave him a black eye once when he
tried to force the issue.  That was years ago, before the brats were born.
He couldn -(TM)t believe the size of these guys -(TM) cocks.  Even the
pot-bellied man getting the blowjob had twice the man-meat than he did. 
Lustily he watched as the blonde whore ardently slathered the man to
respectable erection.  Suddenly something grabbed him by the collar of his
shirt.  David let out a high pierced scream as he was lifted from the
ground.  Horrified he saw that the Beast, buck naked, had him.  -œDon
-(TM)t hurt me!  Please, don -(TM)t hurt me! - he shrieked as Jake
effortlessly held him at eye level, six inches off the ground.  -œWell,
well, what do we got here? - growled Jake in his most menacing voice.  
-œA peeping Tom?  No, a pervert little weasel. -  -œDon -(TM)t hurt me! 
Please!  Don -(TM)t hurt me! - the small man whimpered in terror.  -œSo,
ya like to sneak around spying on folks?  Looking in their windows.  Ya get
yer jollies from watching decent people living their lives?  Ain -(TM)t ya
got no respect for privacy? -  -œPlease! - Jake sat him down enough so
that at least his toes touched the ground.   -œI oughta tear yer sorry ass
to pieces, - Jake snarled as he let David -(TM)s feet fully touch the
ground.  -œOh, please, no! - The Beast glared for a moment before a cruel
smile spread across his face.   -œC -(TM)mon neighbor! - said Jake jerking
David off his feet again.  Next thing David knew he was being hauled by the
collar down the dark driveway to the back of the property.  His pants down
around his ankles, the terrified man shuffled as best he could as the hairy
Beast carried him away.  Convinced that he was about to die, David peed on
himself.  Surely it was his last moments on this earth and as he was being
spirited away to a certain doom he wailed,  -œNooooooo!  Nooooooo! 
Noooooo! - His pleadings had no effect.  He envisioned being hauled behind
the lean-to parking area where the brawny troll-like man would literally
pull his head off, or worse.  Then in his mind -(TM)s eye he saw his
lifeless carcass thrown into the back of Luke -(TM)s old pickup truck to be
hauled off somewhere remote to be disposed of, with a wood chipper spraying
his finely minced remains into the river.  There would be no trace of him!
No one would ever know what happened to him! Jake dragged him up the back
steps and into the Blalock -(TM)s kitchen.  David opened his eyes,
surprised that he wasn -(TM)t still outside in the middle of a killing
field, but in a kitchen.  He saw a meat cleaver hanging on the wall above a
large knife lying on the countertop.  In his panicked state he thought, 
-~Oh, god!  He -(TM)s going to butcher me alive! -(TM) A vision of being
castrated and then gutted flashed through his mind.  Much to his surprise,
Jake didn -(TM)t haul him up on the table for slaughter.  Instead he was
bodily dragged by the shirt collar through the kitchen.  By this time, one
ankle had come free of his soiled trousers and he was able to somewhat walk
and relieve the pressure on his neck.  Suddenly he was in the room, the
room with all the naked fornicators.  Still terrified and unsure of his
ultimate fate, David, shaking with fear, nervously looked around.  The
blonde whore was sitting on top of the middle-aged man, rising and falling
on his cock.  The whore -(TM)s boyfriend/husband had decoupled from the
redheaded woman and was now standing next to the blonde whore, stroking her
hair as she rose and fell, rubbing his dick in her face as she fucked
herself on the middle-aged guy. The other redheaded man, the big one, now
had the Beast -(TM)s harlot on the low bench.  She was howling as he again
and again brutally drove his cock deep in her ass.  The other guy now had
the redheaded woman bent over the sofa, fucking her doggy style and filling
the room with the repetitive slapping sounds of groin and buttocks meeting.
 -œSo, ya wanna watch? - growled the Beast.  David was too terrified to
say anything.  Jake swatted him on the back of the head.   -œI said, do ya
wanna watch?  Ya wanna watch us fuck?  That -(TM)s what ya was doing,
watching us fuck.  Weren -(TM)t it? - Unsure what to do and opting to be
agreeable, David rapidly nodded.  -œIf yer gonna watch, then ya gotta join
the party. - Confused, David looked up into the menacing bearded face. 
-œWell? - snarled Jake. His voice cracking, David squeaked,  -œWha, what
do you want? -  -œYa have a choice, ya frigging worm!  Ya can get naked
and join us, or I -(TM)ll take yer sorry ass out back and beat it to a
pulp! What -(TM)s it gonna be? -  -œYou, you want me to join you? - 
-œThat -(TM)s one option. -  -œReally? -  -œOne condition.  Ya do exactly
as I say.  I tell ya to do sumptin -(TM), ya do it!  Understand me,
neighbor?  Ya cross me and you -(TM)ll be fertilizing the okra in the
garden, if ya get my drift. - David couldn -(TM)t believe it.  Rather than
being summarily dispatched in some horrible manner, he had actually been
asked to join the orgy!  He looked about at the three naked women, three
very desirable naked women.  Julia hardly ever let him see her naked, but
these woman flaunted their nudity.  He knew that all three women were
whores, whores who would willingly perform every and any sex act imaginable
with every cock in the house and that now included his cock!  His stomach
now churned anxiously.  A forbidden door had suddenly been opened to him
and he was unsure whether he should cross the threshold.  He -(TM)d never
done anything like this before.  He knew such things happened as he had
seen videos and actually seen the Beast and Harlot wantonly entertaining
friends in their hot tub, but these things never happened to him.  The only
woman he -(TM)d ever had sex with was Julia and she did it only one way and
then only for the purposes of procreation.  He -(TM)d never had sex with
her just for the sake of sex.  -œWell? - growled Jake,  -œDo I really have
to beat yer sorry ass? -  -œNo!  Please! - He really just wanted to go
home to safety, but he had no real choice.   -œI, I, I -(TM)ll do it!  I
-(TM)ll do it! - Jake picked up the video camera and aimed it at David.  
-œAlright pinhead, ya look pretty silly, so why don -(TM)t ya get like the
good Lord made ya?  Go on, shuck the rest of yer clothes! - Jake zoomed in
on David -(TM)s pants still hanging by one ankle adding,  -œJeez, ya wet
yerself! -

   *****

   Shelly was oblivious to everything around her but the wonderful
sensations of a nice hard cock hitting against her g-spot.  Drunk with
fuck-lust, the only thing that mattered was the sexual frenzy that now
controlled her.  Who she was fucking was of no consequence, it only
mattered that she was fucking and sucking.  She skillfully moved her hips
just so to maximize the contact of the cock.  She really liked the smaller
penis she was fucking.  After being stretched out by bigger cocks, she was
now able to drive the cock-head directly onto her g-spot, and each time it
struck her just right, she became even more delirious.  The cumulative
effect was mind-altering.  Luke looked down into her unseeing eyes as she
fellated her husband -(TM)s dick while fucking the older portly man.  He
knew that Shelly was truly off into some other world, a world of continuous
sexual bliss.  He envied her, but at the same time was very happy that she
was enjoying herself so much.  He had long been concerned that he couldn
-(TM)t give her much in the way of material things.  Now after moving into
the old house and hooking up with Jake and Toni, he was able to at least
give her this. For O -(TM)Ryan, his cock sliding within the perfect vessel,
this was absolutely the best fuck of his life.  He simply couldn -(TM)t
imagine doing this with his obese wife; she -(TM)d crush him.  With Bertha,
the best he could do was hump her and hope that the fold of blubberous
flesh he was poking at was her pussy.  Often it wasn -(TM)t, but only she
knew for sure.

   *****

    -œC -(TM)mere, weasel, and watch this closely, - said Jake to a very
self-conscious David.  Covering his stunted genitals, David meekly followed
Jake to where Shelly was screwing O -(TM)Ryan. Luke, standing to the far
side was lovingly stroking his slut wife -(TM)s hair.  When Jake moved in,
Luke pulled his semi erect cock from his wife -(TM)s lips.  Straddling O
-(TM)Ryan -(TM)s head, Jake rubbed his cock into Shelly -(TM)s face as she
continued to fuck O -(TM)Ryan.  O -(TM)Ryan, lost in the wonderful fucking
he was receiving, felt something lightly brush against his ear.  Opening
his eyes, he found himself starring up between two massive hairy legs and
directly up at Jake -(TM)s pendulous ball sack.  He saw Jake -(TM)s cock,
brushing her full lips.  Like the suckling reflex of an infant, Shelly
-(TM)s mouth opened up to orally receive the offered cock and automatically
began servicing it. David didn -(TM)t know where to look.  Look at the
glistening dick alternately appearing and disappearing between her engorged
pussy lips and into her smacking snatch, look at her incredible bouncing
tits, or look at the way she slobbered and sucked on Jake -(TM)s meaty
member.  Having no clue as to what Jake was experiencing, he fell back on
his own limited experiences and found himself mentally in Shelly -(TM)s
position, rising and falling on O -(TM)Ryan -(TM)s prick while sucking the
Beast -(TM)s big cock.  He -(TM)d done both before at church camp, when he
was in high school, before he married Julia, and the sights and sounds
reawakened some suppressed, latent memories. His revere was disturbed when
the Beast pulled his now stiff pecker from the whore -(TM)s mouth.  The
boyfriend/husband reached down, physically lifting her off the man she was
fucking on the floor.  As soon as she was decoupled from the cock that was
giving her so much pleasure, she began whining,  -œNo, no, please don
-(TM)t stop, I need -- I need -- oh, please -- please, let me go! - O
-(TM)Ryan, near the point of no return, throatily groaned in disappointment
at being cheated of his release after being so close.

   *****

   Jake whispered something to Henderson and then led Shelly to the ottoman
that was now available.  Lying her on her back, Jake tied her arms to the
stubby legs of the ottoman like Toni had done earlier in the afternoon. 
Shelly squirmed a bit to get comfortable, waiting for Toni to strap on the
big faux-penis and give everyone a show.  She glanced at Toni, but Toni
wasn -(TM)t getting prepared.  Shelly gasped as Luke put an ice cube to her
right nipple.  Immediately her nipple became stiffly erect.  Luke continued
to rub the ice on her nip, chilling it until it almost hurt.  Then while
everyone watched, Henderson opened a box and offered it to Jake.  Curious,
Shelly watched as Jake took out a bottle of rubbing alcohol and drenched a
cotton ball.  Swabbing her numbed teat, Jake whispered,  -œNow this might
hurt a little, but -- - He didn -(TM)t finish the sentence and before she
could protest, Henderson was diddling her clit with his finger.  As the
mechanic fingered his young wife, Luke put another ice cube to her nipple.
Then Shelly saw the thick needle in Jake hand.  She wanted to cry out, 
-œNooooo! - but she was already panting from the building climax.  Jake
grabbed her right teat with his left hand and squeezed, making the chilled
nipple stand even more prominent.  Then as he pulled her nip taut, Shelly
watched as Jake put the thick needle to the side of her engorged nipple. 
Just as the climax broke over her, she felt a lancing pain in her nipple as
Jake drove the needle through it. David nearly fainted as he saw a thick
drop of ruby colored blood drip from the rigid flesh and trickle down the
side of the whore -(TM)s out thrust breast. With the needle still piercing
her breast, Luke put the ice back on her nip while Jake retrieved a gold
nipple ring from Henderson -(TM)s box.  Jake held up the nipple ring for
everyone to see.  She only vaguely saw what he had in his hand.   -œYer a
slut-whore, Shelly, - Jake announced to the gathered crowd in the room.  
-œThis ring is ta remind ya that yer Luke -(TM)s slut wife and yer to
always to do as he says. - With that pronouncement he carefully pulled the
impaling needle from her nip, followed by a pronounced trickle of blood
that ran down the side of her melonous tit. With a thud, David fell to the
floor. Turning to the sound of the noise and seeing David lying
ungracefully in a heap, Jake asked with contempt,  -œWhat -(TM)s his
problem? -  -œMust -(TM)ve fainted, - replied O -(TM)Ryan breathlessly.
Suddenly O -(TM)Ryan realized that he had been masturbating.  His face
flushed a deep red, almost matching the blood of Shelly -(TM)s tit.  He
felt humiliation, as he thought that everyone would regard him as some sort
of pervert, playing with himself while the whore girl -(TM)s nipple was
pierced.  Whacking off, that was something that he had always done
privately, usually in his back stock room of his store and something that
he had never admitted to doing to anyone.  Now everyone here knew that he
practiced self-abuse.  He never considered that no one really gave a shit
if he masturbated or not.  After all, they all did it. Jake snorted and
returned his attention to inserting the ring in Shelly -(TM)s tit. After
swabbing the freshly pierced flesh with another cotton ball soaked with
alcohol, Jake and Luke switched sides.  Once again, Luke put ice to his
wife -(TM)s other nipple, chilling it and numbing it for piercing.
Struggling fruitlessly against her restraints, Shelly groaned,  -œOh, god,
- as Henderson began diddling her again.  Jake swabbed the needle with a
fresh cotton ball and alcohol, then swabbed her chilled left nipple.  Again
he squeezed her tit just below the nipple.  Without waiting for her to
climax, Jake drove the needle through her left nipple. The pain shot
through her and she cried out, but soon the pain was lost as another orgasm
tore suddenly and unexpectedly through her, melding her pain with her
sexual pleasure.  When she could once again focus her eyes, she focused on
the gold ring that Jake held up in front of her.  She cut her eyes up into
the grinning bearded face. Once Jake knew that she was again cognizant he
announced,  -œYer a slut-whore, Shelly Mattox Blalock, but we already know
that.  This ring is ta remind ya that yer also my slut-whore, and I too
will do with ya as I damned well please. - With that declaration, he
removed the needle and replaced it with the second ring.  Jake handed Luke
the bottle of alcohol and a clean cotton swab.  Luke sterilized the fresh
wound. While her loving husband dabbed away the blood that streaked down
her breast, Jake moved between her legs to run his cock up her wet snatch,
fucking her until Luke was finished cleaning her up. Jake instructed
Henderson to untie her.  Helping Shelly sit up, he said,  -œListen up
everybody.  Her tits are gonna be sore for a while, so take it easy with
-(TM)em. "C -(TM)mon, cunt, stand up." Turning back to the gathered throng,
Jake asked, "Now, ain -(TM)t she pretty? - Everyone nodded appreciatively.
Even David, who had by now had recovered and was sitting on the floor,
nodded in approval.  Luke was especially appreciative of his wife -(TM)s
new jewelry.  Shelly, looking down at her aching, newly pierced nipples,
realized that she was now marked as a slut-whore.  As she contemplated
that, a smile came across her face.  If her husband wanted her to be a
slut-whore, she would be a slut-whore, an enthusiastic slut-whore.  It
would be easy, because that -(TM)s what she wanted too. Jake called out to
O -(TM)Ryan.   -œYa ain -(TM)t finished yer hour yet.  Come over here and
lie down, O -(TM)Ryan. - Turning back to Shelly he ordered,  -œOkay, cunt,
make the man cum. - Jake directed the middle-aged man him to lie down on
his back on the ottoman.  Moments later, Shelly took his semi-flaccid cock
in her mouth again, quickly getting him up for a ride.  Once she had him
hard, Shelly quickly straddled him, taking his cock into her dripping
snatch for the third time that night. Jake grabbed David by the arm and
yanked him upright to stand immediately behind Shelly.  Once he realized
that Jake wasn -(TM)t going to hurt him, David lustily watched her full
buttocks quake with each impact into the man -(TM)s groin.  Each time she
rose, the shimmering cock appeared again, wrapped around swollen cuntal
lips.  Each time she rose, her ass parted just a little, just enough to
flash her crinkly brown star at David. A hand grasped David -(TM)s shoulder
and he jumped with a start.  He was now face to face with the Beast -(TM)s
harlot.  -œWell, well, well -- What do we have here? - Toni said with a
wicked look. David was speechless.  As always, the openly sexual dark
haired creature intimidated him.  Secondly, he was awed by what he saw. 
Nice firm titties capped with dark nipples and small aureoles and the gold
rings piercing those dark nips.  He couldn -(TM)t take his eyes off her
tits.  -œSo where -(TM)s that bitch you call your wife? - she snarled in
contempt.  -œUh, uh, at her mother -(TM)s, - he meekly replied, eyes still
glued to her tits. David jumped again as Toni suddenly grabbed his stiff
pecker.   -œA man can -(TM)t help what the good Lord gave him.  What counts
is what he does with what he -(TM)s got.  You do anything with this thing
besides jacking it off outside other people's window? - Humiliated, David
cast his eyes down and away from Toni -(TM)s pierced nipples, his eyes
settling on her neatly trimmed black bush.  -œI didn -(TM)t think so, -
she said with contempt as she released his cock.  As she turned and walked
away, David -(TM)s attention was caught by the sight of the Beast,
slathering on handful of KY on his meaty rod.  The Beast pushed the blonde
whore between the shoulder blades, leaning her forward on top the
middle-aged man until her sultry lips feverishly mashed into the man -(TM)s
lips in a frenzied, feverish kiss.  David -(TM)s eyes bugged out as the
Beast ran his whole middle finger up the whore -(TM)s rear portal, fucking
into her anus as the other man -(TM)s dick continued to fuck into her
pussy. When the Beast ran two fingers up her ass, David furiously began
beating his meat.  As the elastic walls of her rectal passage gave way to
Jake -(TM)s invading cock, O -(TM)Ryan was astonished at the feel of her
tightening vaginal grip.   -œOh, my God, - O -(TM)Ryan gasped as her
snatch became incredibly tight.  Then came the rubbing sensation on the
underside of his vagina-encased cock as Jake fucked her ass.  It was too
much for him.  With an incredible rush his orgasm was upon him, his cock
spewing semen into the girl -(TM)s cunt. Shelly then briefly screamed as
her own orgasm hit.  Then in a gasping silence, her entire body trembled
and shook, her pussy nearly turning inside out as her orgasm gripped her
like two pit-bulls tearing into each other.  -œGod damn! - exclaimed O
-(TM)Ryan, totally surprised at the intensity and duration of her pleasure.
David, excited as never before, felt his own pleasurable release. Once her
peak had passed and she was settling down, Jake paused, buried deep in her
ass.  He looked down at his hip and the glob of stray semen running down
his leg.   -œWho did that? - snarled Jake at David. David looked and to
his horror, realized that he had cum on the Beast.  David wanted to flee
for his life, but he was seemingly paralyzed.  He couldn -(TM)t move,
except for his hand that was still flogging his flagging member.  He knew
he probably should run like hell.  Maybe he -(TM)d make it.  At least if he
tried -- maybe -- Jake pulled his cock from the slut -(TM)s ass, spreading
her cheeks apart to admire his work.   -œSee that, neighbor? - David
stared into her gaping rectum.  With a malicious smile Jake said, 
-œWeasel, that -(TM)s what yer asshole -(TM)s gonna look like. - It didn
-(TM)t register on his fevered brain what Jake meant, but when the Beast
roughly grabbed his arm, David wailed,  -œNooooooo! - as it did register.
With his bare hairy foot, the Beast unceremoniously pushed Shelly off onto
the floor with a thud.  Then he likewise pushed O -(TM)Ryan off the ottoman
and on top of her.  All the while, David fruitlessly struggled against Jake
-(TM)s iron grip.  -œYa ready for some real sex, ya pathetic creep? -
asked Jake as he and Toni tied silk scarves to David -(TM)s wrists.  
-œWhat -(TM)cha prefer, girls or boys? -  -œHe not getting any of my
pussy, - added Toni.   -œSo I guess he gets dick. - Jake forced the much
smaller man down onto the double ottoman face down.  David was powerless to
prevent being tied down.  He cried out pitifully when he realized just how
helpless and vulnerable he was.  -œDon -(TM)t worry, neighbor, - said
Jake.  -œI won -(TM)t fuck ya.  Yer not my type.  But lookie here -- -
Jake turned David -(TM)s head so that he could see Toni.  David was
confounded by what he saw.  Some how, the Beast -(TM)s harlot now had a
dick.   -œMy wife -(TM)s gonna fuck ya, - whispered the menacing hairy
brute.  Toni smeared KY over her strap-on faux-penis.  It wasn -(TM)t the
big black one that she had used on Shelly earlier in the afternoon, but a
smaller flesh colored dildo that was very realistic looking. David felt
something cold on his ass.  Then he yelped as Jake roughly ran his middle
finger up his butt.  The big finger roughly plunged into him time and time
again, just like it had plundered the whore -(TM)s ass.  It really didn
-(TM)t hurt, not too much, but when he looked up, he saw that everyone was
watching, watching what was being done to him.  Humiliated beyond belief,
he also realized that he was enjoying what was happening to him.  Out of
shame, David whimpered,  -œOh, gawd! - As abruptly as it had entered him,
the finger was suddenly removed.  He felt Jake -(TM)s big hand close around
his stiffening dick.  Jake leaned forward and whispered,  -œYa must -(TM)ve
liked that, creep,  -~cause yer get -(TM)n hard again.  Well, if ya liked
that, yer gonna love this. - David -(TM)s eyes flew open as he was fully
and swiftly penetrated by Toni -(TM)s cold dildo.  Once the initial shock
had passed and the stars began to clear from his brain, David quickly
resigned himself to the rape.  Resting his head on the ottoman, David tried
to shut out the laughter ringing in his ears.  Instead of feeling outrage
at the violation, David realized that he was enjoying the feel of the
faux-cock raping his ass.  Mentally, he was back at church camp, being
willingly abused by the older boys.  He heard Jake announce to the crowd, 
-œHey everybody, look at his dick!  He likes it!  He really likes it! --
Hey, Toni, fuck him  -~til he cums. - Toni, being skilled at getting her
raunchy husband off like this, knew just how deep to fuck him for maximum
effect.  Toni wrapped her hand around his waist and took his hard little
pecker into her hand. David gasped at the feel of the soft cool fingers on
his dick.  It was quite unlike Jake -(TM)s rough thick digits.  Now he wasn
-(TM)t sure what felt better, getting fucked or having a woman masturbate
him.  He didn -(TM)t last long. Toni felt the subtle swelling of David
-(TM)s prick and knew that he was close.  She stopped rubbing his dick and
concentrated on fucking him, skillfully stimulating his prostate.  David
-(TM)s world collapsed momentarily while he squirted his essence onto the
ottoman.  Suddenly his ass was empty, very empty.  Realizing that the best
sexual experience of his life was over, David began to beg for more. Jake
turned to Big Mike.   -œDamn, I didn -(TM)t think he -(TM)d like it that
much! -  -œMaybe he wants some real dick, - said Big Mike with a gleam in
his eye.  -œHelp yerself. - David looked up and heard O -(TM)Ryan mutter,
-œSweet Jesus! - Then he felt the hot spongy head of a real cock nestling
into his ass.  It wasn -(TM)t cold like the faux-penis was initially and it
was much larger.   -œI ain -(TM)t had no boy pussy since Singapore, - said
Big Mike as he began pushing against David -(TM)s abused anus.  -œMaybe ya
shouldn -(TM)t do that, Mike, - said Luke shaking his head.   -œA girl
-(TM)s one thing, but a guy?  What if he goes to the cops? - Big Mike
paused and considered what Luke had said.  He really didn -(TM)t want any
trouble with the law.  He -(TM)d heard the stories and rumors about how the
sheriff had swept the county clean of troublemakers and he wanted no part
of him.  Besides, if this got out, he could lose his job.  David felt the
pressure on his anus ease and then felt the broad cock head slide out from
between his cheeks.  -œYeah, you -(TM)re right, Luke.  I ain -(TM)t gonna
rape nobody, except maybe that hot-assed wife of yours. - Suddenly feeling
uneasy, Big Mike wandered off to the kitchen for a beer and to collect his
wits. Jake announced,  -œAny ya girls wanna fuck him? -  -œLet him go, -
said Luke evenly. Jake briefly bristled at Luke -(TM)s interference.  
-œWhy should I? -  -œYa had your fun with him, now let him go. -  -œFer
Christ -(TM)s sake, Luke!  He was looking in yer window! -  -œSo what? 
Let him look.  He ain -(TM)t hurting nobody!  I ain -(TM)t got no cause to
hurt him. -  -œI weren -(TM)t gonna hurt him.  I -- Oh, fuck it!  It
-(TM)s yer party!  You untie him! - Jake turned and stormed out of the
living room towards the kitchen.  There was a brief awkward silence.  
-œUh, I really gotta go, - said O -(TM)Ryan nervously as Luke untied
David.  -œHey, Shelly, it was really fun.  Thank you for making it special
for me. -  -œYou need to thank Jake, - replied Shelly rubbing her sore
boobs.   -œYou know, it was fun, once you took your time. -  -œYeah, well
next time -- -  -œNext time ya fuck her good! - bellowed Jake from the
doorway.   -œYa pull that rabbit crap on her again and it -(TM)ll be yer
butt getting reamed! - O -(TM)Ryan was certain that Jake wasn -(TM)t
bluffing about a retributive butt reaming, not after what he -(TM)d just
witnessed.   -œUh, I will, Jake.  Promise.  I -(TM)ll take my time with
her. -  -œMight as well.  Remember, one hour minimum! -  -œYeah, sure. 
One hour minimum. - O -(TM)Ryan looked over to Ginger, Big Mike -(TM)s
wife.   -œWe didn -(TM)t get introduced, but -- I -(TM)ve seen you singing
in choir.  You -(TM)re as pretty as I had imagined. -  -œWhy, thank you,
- replied the redhead pleased at the compliment and cupping her freckled
breasts.   -œThat -(TM)s really sweet of you.  Perhaps we can get together
sometimes.  Name -(TM)s Ginger, - she said walking up to him.  -œEverybody
just calls me O -(TM)Ryan. -  -œPleased to meet you, O -(TM)Ryan, - she
replied as she took his flaccid dick in her hand.   -œDo you really have to
go? - she purred as she laid kisses down his torso.  -œI guess -- I could
-- stay -- for --oh, sweet lord, - he gasped as she took his sticky cock
into her mouth.  She laved it for only a half a minute before letting his
stiffening organ slip from between her lips.  -œNext time, - she said
smiling up at him.   -œPerhaps next time we can get to know each other, you
know, in the biblical sense. -  -œYeah, - he breathlessly gasped.  
-œNext time. -  -œLet -(TM)s make it soon, - she added.   -œI know where
your store is.  Maybe I could drop by someday at lunch for a bite to eat.
-  -œUh, yeah -- that sounds great. - Big Mike strode into the room
swigging a beer.   -œHey, Ginger!  We gotta get going too, so find our
clothes will ya? - The big man turned to Jake,  -œNice to meet ya, Jake,
you -(TM)re my kind of fellow.  Loved fucking your wife. -  -œI enjoyed
yer wife -(TM)s pussy too, - replied Jake with a friendly grin.   -œWe
-(TM)ll have to do it again. -  -œDamned right!  But, next time, let
-(TM)s leave this wimp outside, - Mike said referring to David.



   Chapter 12 - A Trip to the Country

   Jake rousts Luke and Shelly out of bed for a trip out in the country to
make arrangements for fixing the roof.

   The johnboat rocked gently as Luke struggled to pull an eighty-pound
catfish from the strangely iridescent waters.  Luke -(TM)s pa was watching
proudly and offering his encouragement while his boy struggled with the
creature that had somehow morphed into something strange, something that he
-(TM)d never seen before.  With a start, Luke -(TM)s eyes flew open. 
Grey-white flashes from an approaching storm temporarily lit the room. 
Through the strobe light effect, Luke saw that Shelly was staring at him
with a far away look in her eyes.  For some reason the boat was still
rocking.  His hand instinctively went to his wife -(TM)s newly pierced
breast only to find another hand already there.   -~What the hell? -- -(TM)
Then he remembered the pleasure he had felt.  Of feeling through the thin
membrane of her rectum another man -(TM)s cock invading his wife -(TM)s
pussy while he was sodomizing her, and remembering how much she had enjoyed
it too.  Trailing his hand down to her crotch, his fingertips felt the
slippery cock as it worked in and out of her.  It was strange, touching
another man -(TM)s cock as it fucked his wife. The events of the past few
weeks ran through his head.  Shelly had really surprised him.  At first she
was reluctant and then with his encouragement she crossed some sort of
imaginary line.  On one side was a conventional morality bordering on
prudish.  On the other side was an amoral carnal pleasure that was clearly
intoxicating her. He too had crossed an imaginary line when, with his
approval, Jake fucked her.  Suddenly they had both been transformed.  He
had fulfilled an unspoken fantasy of sharing her with another man.  It was
a big bonus that the other man shared his wife in return, but seeing Shelly
get screwed, that was a major turn on for him.  Prior to moving into the
old house and meeting her new neighbors, Shelly had never even considered
lying with any man other than her husband, much less another woman.  Now,
in a matter of days, that had all changed.  At first the morality of it all
did bother her, but as long as it was what Luke wanted, then she easily
justified it all as simply doing her husband's bidding.  Doing her
husband's bidding was her duty as his wife.  To do otherwise would violate
her wifely duty.  To do otherwise would jeapordize her soul.  As for the
morality of it, if what her husband required of her was sinful, then the
sin fell on him and not her.  For Shelly, she didn -(TM)t just enjoy
getting fucked; she loved it.  As long as Luke wanted her to be fucked by
other men, she would eagerly fuck them.  If Luke wanted her to be a
slut-whore, then she would be a slut-whore.  It was simply what her husband
wanted of her and it was her duty to cheerish and obey him.  Her very own
father had taught her that.  The added bonus was that she enjoyed it so
much.  Enjoyed having men lust after her.  Enjoyed having them use her. 
Enjoyed rutting with them at every opportunity.  Now freed of conventional
morality, she craved it; craved to be fucked, and not by just men, but by
women too.  Luke remembered how eagerly she went after the other two women
-(TM)s pussies last night as well, as how eagerly she spread herself for
them.  It seemed that she had become insatiable, as if some beast lurking
inside her had been unleashed and had consumed her.  It was also apparent
to him that there was no longer anything between himself and his wife that
was out of bounds. Luke suddenly realized he was lingering, fascinated by
the feel of the thick tube of flesh sliding through his fingertips,
plundering his wife -(TM)s eager pussy.  Thankfully, Henderson didn -(TM)t
seem to object to his touch.  His fingers moved from the underside of the
slippery cock and settled at the mouth of her vagina, at the junction of
man flesh and woman flesh.  The soft tissue of her sex alternately
protruded and then receded as she was fucked by the mechanic -(TM)s long
prong.  Shelly let out a low moan as she felt the pressure of her husband
-(TM)s finger, pressing her clit into the reciprocating cock.  As he
pressed, Luke rotated the pad of his finger in a tiny circle.  He watched
with salacious delight as her eyes rolled up into her head. Henderson
buried his cock in deep as he felt the intense vaginal contractions
squeezing his organ.  With a grunt, he came.  It still felt incredibly
good, but after a long night of sex, his balls were severely depleted and
he ejaculated dry.  Sated for the moment, Henderson pulled out of the whore
-(TM)s cunt and rolled away.  A moment later, Henderson felt the bed shake
as the young insatiable horny husband mounted his insatiable horny slut
wife for yet another vigorous screwing.

   *****

   It was late morning when Luke awoke.  He was dimly aware of someone
cursing,  -œOh, fuck!  I -(TM)m late! - Then the bed shook as Henderson
got up.  A few minutes later he heard the door slam.  He rolled over and
gently caressed Shelly -(TM)s newly pierced tits, careful not to tug at the
nipple rings.  He smiled as he reflected on the past evening -(TM)s fun. 
He knew for certain that Shelly had enjoyed the wild night of sex with five
men and two women, followed by more sex with himself and Henderson.  He
certainly enjoyed himself.  Big Mike -(TM)s wife proved to be a real
wildcat and Toni was as fun as ever.  As for Shelly, he really enjoyed
watching her having sex with one, two or even three men at a time,
especially when he was one of the men.  But, the best part was the
piercing. Ever since he first saw Toni -(TM)s ringed tits, he wanted Shelly
to be pierced too. Idly he played with his limp cock as he thought back on
the highlights of the bacchanalia.  As exciting as it all was, he couldn
-(TM)t get a rise.  Next thing he knew, Jake was shaking him, bringing him
out of his latest dream.  -œG -(TM)morning neighbor, - greeted Jake as
Luke slowly opened his eyes.   -œYa -(TM)ll gonna sleep all day? - 
-œYeah, matter of fact.  What -(TM)s it to ya? -  -œWe got business to
take care of.  Remember the roof job?  Told -(TM)em we -(TM)d meet them
this afternoon and finalize a deal. -  -~The roof? -(TM) thought Luke.  
-œFuck the frigging roof!  It -(TM)s okay. -  -œYeah, that -(TM)s why the
ceiling and the wallpaper in yer front room is all wet and why the fuckin
-(TM) floor -(TM)s wet too.  Ya know it rained last night.  Ya gotta get it
fixed. - Luke knew that Jake was right, it was just that he really couldn
-(TM)t afford it, at least not with hard cash.   -œAh, fuck, - he softly
cursed.   -œOh, all right, I guess you -(TM)re right. -  -œDamned right I
-(TM)m right.  Ya gotta get it fixed, if ya don -(TM)t want yer house to
rot and fall down!  No telling how long it -(TM)s been leaking. - Thinking
of the roof and how he was going to pay for it, Luke remembered the real
reason that Henderson had been over all night.  Idly, he wondered how much
of their debt had been worked off.  He tried to do the math, but his brain
wasn -(TM)t up to the challenge.  Then he decided that it really didn
-(TM)t matter.  -œYeah, okay.  What time? -  -œAfter lunch. - Jake shook
Shelly.   -œC -(TM)mon, cunt!  Rise and shine! - Shelly groaned, rolled
onto her side and buried her head with a pillow.

   *****

   It was past noon when David saw his new neighbors pile into the Beast
-(TM)s pickup.  Normally on a Saturday, he -(TM)d be at his bookstore, but
since his nagging wife and bratty children were away, he had closed up shop
early today to watch his videos.  As the pickup pulled away, he wondered
where they were going and whether they would have another sex party this
evening.  He especially wondered if he could get in on it somehow.  Closing
his eyes he remembered all the cocks, tits and pussy on display last night.
He especially remembered the butt reaming he got from the harlot -(TM)s
dildo. He thought of Julia with all her hang ups.   -œShe -(TM)d have a cow
if she -(TM)d knew what went on last night, - he chuckled to himself. Then
reflecting upon the libertine attitudes of his neighbors and Julia -(TM)s
prudishness, he frowned.   -œWhy can -(TM)t she be like that?  Why can
-(TM)t we be like that? - Feeling somewhat sorry for himself, David
returned his attention to the video. "Maybe he can give me some tips, -
David said out loud to himself and the empty house.  "Naw, he wouldn -(TM)t
do that.  But, then again it wouldn -(TM)t hurt to ask -- No, he -(TM)s
just too scary!  But, you know, he -(TM)s really not such a bad sort -- He
didn -(TM)t hurt me, even though he certainly could -(TM)ve killed me last
night if he wanted to. -

   *****

   Shelly sat up front between Jake and her husband.  For some reason Toni
couldn -(TM)t, or wouldn -(TM)t, come with them.  Shelly wasn -(TM)t all
that sure of where they were going and she really didn -(TM)t much care. 
All she knew was that they were going to talk to the some roofers about
fixing their roof.  She also suspected that to get the job done, she would
once again be required to spread her legs for total strangers.  A sly smile
formed on her lips as she closed her eyes and thought of strange cocks
plundering her holes.  The salacious daydream brought a tingle of
anticipation between her legs.  Glazing forward without really seeing, she
transfixed on her fantasy, becoming lost in that fantasy world of unlimited
sexual pleasures. Luke looked over at his pretty wife.  She had a far away
look.  He glanced down and saw that she had her fingers up the legs of her
shorts.  It was obvious what she was doing.  He caught Jake -(TM)s
attention.  Jake touched her hand, laughed and said,  -œThat -(TM)s right,
Honey, better get yerself warmed up. - Startled, Shelly quickly removed
her fingers and blushed furiously.  Jake laughed at her embarrassment and
put her hand back on her crotch.   -œEnjoying yerself?  C -(TM)mere, I got
sumpthin for ya. - Jake drove out into the country for a half hour or so
before he turned off the road at a locked gate.  Pushing Shelly -(TM)s head
up off his lap, he forced her to relinquish his cock from her mouth.  
-œSit up, cunt, we -(TM)re there! - Shelly reluctantly released the cock
she was so engrossed with.  Seemed to her that they had just been in town a
few minutes before.  She looked around and saw nothing but woods and a
pasture. Jake tossed Luke a key chain with a single key.   -œUnlock the
gate, will ya! - he ordered.  Luke opened the door and then opened the
gate.  Once Jake had pulled through, Luke closed and locked the gate. 
-œWhere are we going? - she asked when Luke closed the passenger door of
the truck.  -œTo the Quibly place, - replied Jake as he pulled forward
along the track through the pasture. That didn -(TM)t mean anything to her,
so she calmly sat, jostled between the two men as the truck bounced along
the rough road.  Soon they were going through the woods.  Shelly noticed
with displeasure the junked washing machines, TV sets, piles of trash,
rusted car bodies and other debris littering the woods alongside the crude
road.  Soon they bounced into a clearing that had even more junk and trash
strewn across the landscape, as well as several beat up trucks of various
sizes.  They passed an area with numerous small wire enclosures with half
barrels for shelters, each occupied by a colorful rooster.  Several large
dogs of unknown breeding barked menacingly as they ran alongside the Jake
-(TM)s truck while un-penned white chickens scattered in every direction.
Off to one side was a fair-sized non-descript barn.  In the center of all
the mess was a ramshackle house in need of serious repair.  On the porch, a
grizzled old man sat in a rocking chair watching the approaching truck.
Jake parked his truck so that he could call out from his window to the old
man on the porch.  Reaching under the seat, he pulled out a large caliber
handgun and waved it out the window shouting,  -œCall off yer goddamned
dogs, old man, or I -(TM)ll shoot  -~em! -  -œFuck you, Jake Stringer! -
the old man replied.   -œYa shoot one of my dogs and I -(TM)ll shoot your
godddamned ass! -  -œYou -(TM)ll be dead before that!  I -(TM)ll shoot ya
first, ya old bastard! - The old man picked up a double-barreled shotgun
from the porch floor and as he swung the gun towards the truck, Luke
shouted,  -œGet down!  Get down! - pulling Shelly down and covering her
with his body.  Shelly screamed when she heard the loud boom of the shotgun
discharging it -(TM)s deadly load harmlessly over the truck, but scattering
the dogs in the process.  -œThat -(TM)s better, ya old shit eater! -
called Jake with a laugh.  As Jake opened his door, Luke was expecting a
shoot out, but nothing else happened other than some crude banter and
insults between Jake and the old man. Cautiously Luke peeked over the dash.
Jake and the old man were waving their guns and talking.  -œI come to see
Jetter, not yer sorry ass, Pawpaw, - said Jake poking the handgun into the
old man' belly.  -œI thought ya come to stick Sissy, - replied the old man
with a grin.  -œMaybe I will, but I really came by to see Jetter. - 
-œLast time I saw him, he was getting his dick sucked. - Shelly looked up
just as Jake shouted in the door,  -œYo, Jetter!  Get yer god damned
tattooed ass out here! - A few moments later, Shelly gasped as she
recognized the barefoot and shirtless man who strode outside holding up his
pants.   -œHey, cunt! - called Jake to Shelly.   -œGet yer ass over here!
There -(TM)s somebody ya need to meet! -  -œOh, my god! - cried Shelly as
realized what was about to happen.   -œI, I can -(TM)t do this! - 
-œWhadda ya mean ya can -(TM)t do it? - asked Luke annoyed with her sudden
sense of propriety.   -œGet yer ass out the truck, Shel! -  -œNo!  I can
-(TM)t.  Not with him! -  -œDamn it, I said, get out of the truck! -
Shelly looked to her husband for deliverance and found none.  A resolve to
defy him settled upon her.  -œYa don -(TM)t do as I say, Shelly, you
-(TM)ll burn in hell. - Her resolve instantly evaporated knowing that she
had to obey her husband or face possible divine retribution in her
afterlife.  After all, so far all he had said was for her to get out of the
truck.  With a deep sense of dread and trepidation, Shelly said,  -œOkay,
if that -(TM)s what you want, Luke Blalock. -  -œWe need the roof fixed,
- he replied brushing a small tear from the corner of her eye.   -œCan
-(TM)t we get someone else? -  -œThis is the best deal that Jake could
come up with.  Now, be a good girl -- -  -œOkay, - she meekly acquiesced.
 -œGodddamn! - said Pawpaw Quibly when he saw the stacked girl standing by
the truck, her long blonde hair set in gentle curls just touching her
shoulders.  Due to her limited wardrobe, she was wearing the same outfit
she wore to the picnic at the railroad siding a few days ago.  Nervously
she adjusted the knot that held her blouse closed.  -œC -(TM)mere, Hon, -
said Jake with a wave of his hand. Shelly still hesitated until she felt
Luke -(TM)s hand on the small back pushing her forward.  Reluctantly, she
slowly walked forward. The attention of both Pawpaw and Jetter was
initially drawn to her well-developed bosoms straining to be free of the
white cotton top.  The red short-shorts she wore rode low on her hips.  The
two men -(TM)s eyes scanned up and down her shapely body, from her sandal
clad feet, up her curvaceous legs to her wide hips.  Jetter noticed that
the fabric of her too tight shorts was riding up into her slit, the sight
adding to the pressure of his now raging erection.  Pawpaw scanned up to
her deep navel set in her slim waist, back to the ample cleavage on display
and on to her sultry lips and the prettiest face he had ever seen. Shelly
shuddered as she took in the grotesque man before her.  She now saw the
full palate of mangled tattoos adorning Jetter -(TM)s upper torso and the
hideous scar tissue that damaged those tattoos beyond repair.  She saw the
stringy, greasy hair and the pierced nose and pierced ears highlighting a
pockmarked face that sported several more deep scars.  She shivered as his
grey eyes, moving independently of each other, scanned her sumptuous body
as she approached.  -œI know her, - drawled Jetter.   -œShe -(TM)s Toni
-(TM)s friend. - Shelly quickly glanced at the old man, a wiry,
weasel-looking old bastard, with rotted teeth and graying beard.  Then she
saw another man, completely stark naked, step out from the house to stand
next to his paw and younger brother.  Unlike the slim builds of his
relatives, Bubba Quibly was a rotund, blubber ball.  Shelly noticed how his
eyes seemed sunken in his puffy face.  His mouth hung slightly open and his
tongue protruded from his thick lips.  Shelly shuddered as she glanced at
his naked body, then she had to stifle a giggle.  He too had extensive
tattoos, but unlike the various Satanic and reptilian creatures adorning
his younger bother, Bubba was covered with his favorite cartoon characters,
like Batman, Mickey Mouse, Donald Duck, and Sponge Bob Square Pants.  It
was obvious to Shelly that he was mentally retarded.  -œShe -(TM)s shore
purdy, - drawled Bubba.   -œPrudiest girl ever been on this farm, -
replied Pawpaw Quibly before turning to his brainless son.  -œGoddamn, ya
moron!  Where -(TM)s yer goddamned pants?  Yer gonna scare her off! - 
-œSissy took -(TM)em, - the dimwitted blubberball meekly replied. Pawpaw
turned to Shelly,  -œSorry, Missy.  He ain -(TM)t quite right in the head.
-  -œI am too, Pawpaw, - replied Bubba defensively.  -œSuddup, ya moron!
-  -œIt -(TM)s okay, Pawpaw, - interjected Jake.   -œThis girl ain -(TM)t
easily offended by the sight of a cock.  -œAre ya, slut? - Turning to
Luke, Jake added,  -œHey, Luke!  Look at her!  Goddamn!  She -(TM)s
blushing again!  If that don -(TM)t beat all, a blushing whore! -  -œJake!
- she protested offended by Jake -(TM)s taking of the Lord -(TM)s name in
vain.   -œWatch what you say. -  -œShudup, cunt.  This is business!  Now
how about if ya show these boys a little flesh?  Ya know, just a teaser. -
Luke reached around Shelly and pulled her into him.  The encompassing arms
of her husband comforted Shelly.   -œI don -(TM) know, Jake, - answered
Luke in defense of his wife.  He was reluctant to have her do anything for
these people for free.   -œDo we have a deal? - Jake shrugged,  -œI dunno.
- Turning towards Jetter, Jake asked,  -œWell, Jetter, do we have a deal?
- Jetter turned and in hushed tones talked with his father while his older
brother listened.  He really didn -(TM)t need to consult with either of
them as the roofing business was his.  Of course Bubba helped him every
day, he could at least lay shingles, but that was about it.  He had no role
in the decision making end of the business.  As to his father, Jetter
consulted with him only out of respect for the old man.  Regardless of what
the old man might say, he had already made up his mind.  As much as he
wanted to use the pretty girl like the three of them used his sister, he
knew that he couldn -(TM)t afford it.  -œYa mean we git ta fuh her? -
asked Bubba incredulously.   -œI wanna fuh her Jetter.  Please, let -(TM)s
do it.  C -(TM)mon, let -(TM)s fuh her. -  -œIf we do the job, we get to
fuck her, Bubba.  All weekend for four weekends, - explained Jetter.  
-œBut I ain -(TM)t got enough extra materials.  Maybe for half the roof,
but not all of it. -  -œPlease Jetter, I wanna do her, - whined Budda who
was now unabashedly sporting a stiffy.  -œJake, I told ya we could do it,
but...  Problem is, I just ain -(TM)t got enough shingles left over from
the school job.  I can throw in what shingles I got, but yer friend here's
gonna hav'ta buy some shingles to get a new layer over the whole fuckin'
house.  And another thang, we ain -(TM)t stripping the roof, just
overlaying it. -  -œHow much? - queried Luke.  -œI can git -(TM)em
wholesale fer ya.  Be  -~bout five hundred fifty dollars, including nails.
-  -œFive fifty! - choked Luke.  -œOne other thang.  We's gots the time
in first part of da week to do it.  After dat, I got paying jobs set up. 
So if ya want a new roof, I -(TM)ll need the money by tomorrow. - 
-œTomorrow?!  I ain -(TM)t got five hundred fifty dollars!  Hell, I ain
-(TM)t got one fifty! -  -œSorry.  I know yer Jake -(TM)s friend and all
dat...  and I'd sure would like to spend some time between dat one -(TM)s
legs.  Surely I do, but I can -(TM)t buy all the god damned shingles for ya
too. -  -œWell, hold on, Jetter, - interjected Jake.   -œA few days ago
ya said ya had all the shingles. -  -œI said I might have  -~em.  I
checked.  I ain -(TM)t got  -~em.  I got most of -(TM)em, but I need money
to buy the rest of the shingles. -  -œOkay.  If we get the money, do we
have a deal? -  -œDepends. -  -œDepends on what? -  -œI wanna, I wanna
see her naked.  I wanna see her naked now! -  -œWell, ya can -(TM)t fuck
her, - stated Jake flatly.   -œNot  -~til ya -(TM)ve started the job. - 
-œFair enough, Jake.  You fuck her. -  -œMaybe ya should ask her husband,
- answered Jake. Jetter turned to Luke.   -œHow  -~bout it, friend?  Yer
purdy wife and ya.  Right here.  Right now. - Pulling his wife into him
tightly, Luke thought for a moment.   -œHow about it, Hon? - he whispered
in her ear.  Shelly closed her eyes.  Luke should have just said,  -œDo it,
- but Luke had asked her and had now put it all on her.  She struggled to
choke back the building tears.  She wanted to say  -~no -(TM), but she knew
that they really did need the roof fixed.   -œIt -(TM)s up to ya, Shel. -
-œI -(TM)ll do whatever you want, Luke.  You know that, - she whispered
back.  -œWe need the roof, Baby.  The sooner we get the roof, the sooner ya
can put up new wall paper. -  -œI don -(TM)t care about the wallpaper. -
-œOkay, okay.  But it -(TM)s really up to ya.  We can -(TM)t let the house
rot and fall down. -  -œI said I -(TM)ll do it, - she sobbed.   -œI
-(TM)ll do it if you want me to. -  -œYa sure? -  -œYes.  You know I
-(TM)ll do anything you ask. -  -œIt -(TM)ll be just you and me.  Pretend
they -(TM)re not here. -  -œI don -(TM)t care about that.  I -(TM)ll make
love to you anywhere, anytime.  I just don -(TM)t want him to -- - 
-œShhhh.  He ain -(TM)t gonna fuck ya.  Least not today.  He -(TM)s just
gonna watch us fuck, so just close yer eyes and pretend we -(TM)re off
somewheres else.  Pretend that they -(TM)re somebody else watching.  Just
close yer eyes and enjoy it.  I know, pretend we -(TM)re at the church pot
luck dinner. -  -œLuke, don -(TM)t make fun of me.  I just don -(TM)t want
him to -- -  -œShhhh.  I ain -(TM)t making fun of ya.  I just want ya to
relax.  Hell, they ain -(TM)t the first ones to watch us do it.  Just
pretend it -(TM)s Jake and Toni watching. -  -œOkay, - she sobbed,  -œif
you want me to. -  -œI want ya to.  I -(TM)m sorry, Babe, but we gotta do
this. -  -œIf you say so, Luke. - Luke -(TM)s hands went to the knot
holding her blouse closed and deftly untied it.  Opening up her blouse,
they heard PawPaw Quibly exclaim,  -œGod Almighty, lookit them thar big
tits!  God damn Almighty!  Sumbody git me the milking bucket! - Pulling
the garment off his wife -(TM)s white shoulders, Luke looked up at the
lustfully staring men.  Behind the naked retard who was now openly fondling
himself, Luke saw a woman step out to watch.

   *****

   Jake was watching the Quiblys as Luke began stripping his wife.  He saw
Sissy step out from behind her brother.  She was never a very attractive
girl, always somewhat overweight and with a piggish face, but Jake was
surprised at how worn out she looked.  He hadn -(TM)t seen her in several
years and those years hadn -(TM)t been very kind to her.  Seeing her, Jake
remembered losing his virginity with her.  He was thirteen.  He and four
other fellows each paid Jetter ten bucks apiece to screw his homely sister.
It was right near here, along the wooded track to the Quibly house, in the
dirt, the six of them, brother included.  They gang fucked her for nearly
two hours.  Jake remembered screwing her on at least a dozen more occasions
before he ever fucked another girl, always for ten bucks and always with a
crowd.  Seeing Sissy -(TM)s distended belly, Jake also recalled that she
was always pregnant.  The old man had deliberately bred her to collect
welfare checks on the resultant offspring.  Once again she was pregnant and
ready to drop yet another little bastard at any moment.  Fleetingly, he
wondered if any of those bastards were his. He also recollected the deal
the old man Quibly had made with him.  When he was fifteen, the old man let
him fuck her for free, on Saturday nights.  That -(TM)s when the old man
put on cockfights and sometimes dogfights in his barn.  He always had a
crowd, sitting on the makeshift wooden bleachers surrounding the small
arena.  The money flowed freely as bets were made and beer was guzzled. 
For the final fight of the night, the patrons had to ante up admission
again or they had to leave.  There were always those who grumbled, but
rarely did anyone leave.  The old man paired Jake and Jetter, or sometimes
Jake and Bubba to one of the fighting cocks.  To the cheering, hooting
crowd, the winner of the match then fucked the old man -(TM)s daughter in
the center of the ring.  Sometimes the crowd booed when Jake won, as they
wanted to see her be screwed by a brother.  But, once he rammed his big
dick up inside her, the crowd cheered him on.  Afterwards anyone with
enough cash could complete his evening and take his pleasure with Sissy in
a back room.  That was years ago, when she was young.  When Jake -(TM)s dad
discovered what Jake was up to on Saturday nights, he put a stop to it,
forbidding his son -(TM)s participation.  Nonetheless, Pawpaw Quibly didn
-(TM)t miss a beat.  He came up with a raffle, and for two bucks anyone
could have a chance to be paired with a fighting cock opposite Jetter
and/or his moron brother, Bubba, for the final fight.  The old man made
even more money off Sissy.

   *****

   Once Shelly stepped out of her short-shorts, Luke quickly stripped.  He
then led her to a wooden bench on the porch.  For the leering men -(TM)s
entertainment, Luke mauled his wife -(TM)s tits from behind, careful not to
cause her nipples to bleed.  Then he slowly pulled down her thong. Shelly
shuddered as she watched Jetter drop his pants.  Immediately her eyes went
to his cock.  It seemed somewhat deformed with an ugly lump on one side,
just below the head.  She didn -(TM)t know nor did she guess that the
foreskin had been torn on one side.  Healing, the wound had left a mass of
scar tissue on one side of his cock, just below the glans. Straddling the
wooden bench, her husband guided her down and onto his cock.  She was
already so wet that he slid up inside her effortlessly.  Luke whispered in
her ear,  -œOkay, babe, fuck me. - Facing away from her husband and
towards the leering crowd, Shelly rose and fell on her husband -(TM)s dick
for the Quiblys -(TM) entertainment.  That -(TM)s when she noticed the
children, several children, from about twelve to three years old.  They
were in various states of undress, some in just underwear, some in just a
dirty t-shirt, some wearing nothing at all, and they were all watching her
too.  -œOh, my god! - she gasped.   -œThere are kids here! - she
exclaimed.  Unbuckling his pants, Pawpaw Quibly replied with a laugh, 
-œNow don -(TM)t ya worry yer pretty little head.  It ain -(TM)t nothing
they ain -(TM)t seen their ma do!  Hell, it ain -(TM)t nothing they ain
-(TM)t done! - Moments later Bubba was practically in her face, stroking
his pink dick.  Then on the other side, Pawpaw took up the other side. 
Jetter took up the middle, but rather than jacking his knobby cock, he
reached into her crotch and fingered her protruding clit while she fucked
herself on Luke -(TM)s dick. Bubba came first, shooting a messy, watery
load all over her tits.  Soon after, Pawpaw was hosing her titties down
with thick yellowish gouts.  Shelly stopped fucking Luke and shuddered in
orgasmic release.  When she recovered enough to open her eyes, she saw
Jetter, his eyes blazing, step forward, straddling both she and Luke. 
Jetter nestled his deformed cock between her semen-lubricated breasts and
squeezed them around his nasty-looking dick for a tittie fuck.  With each
stroke, Shelly could feel the bulging lump of scare tissue.  On each upward
stroke, the foreskin rolled back and the arrow like head would bump her
lips.  Repulsed, she steadfastly refused to take him orally.  No matter. 
When his trusting body accidentally caught a nipple ring, she cried out,
only to have her cry stifled by the malformed cock that was suddenly shoved
into her partially open mouth.  Jetter took full advantage of the
situation. Grabbing her hair, he drove his lumpy dick deep into her mouth
to the root.  The acrid and salty taste of his cock was foul.  There he
held her, his pubes crushed into her nose.  She had to breathe and when she
inhaled through her nose, his unwashed rank odor nearly made her retch. 
Jetter began moving, fucking Shelly orally until at last he came in her
mouth.  Not surprisingly, Shelly discovered that his semen was bitter
tasting.  With his cock still in her mouth, she spat it out as best she
could.  The mixture of foul semen and her salvia dribbled down her chin to
join the vile man's father -(TM)s and his brother -(TM)s seed coating her
chest.  His ejaculation complete, Jetter stuffed his cock deep into her
mouth and held it there.  As his cock softened, Jetter sighed, looked down
and breathlessly said to Luke,  -œYa got deal, my friend.  Bring me the
five fifty by tomorrow. -



   Chapter 13 - Tonight, For Your Entertainment...

   Luke needs to raise money to buy roof shingles and Jake has a plan.

   Bounding down the dirt tract leading from the Quibly place, Shelly
pouted,  -œYou told him he couldn -(TM)t touch me! -  -œI didn -(TM)t tell
Jetter he couldn -(TM)t touch ya, I told him that he couldn -(TM)t fuck ya,
- replied Jake with irritation.   -œHe didn -(TM)t fuck ya.  Did he? - 
-œNo, but -- -  -œThen quit yer belly aching, girl!  Ya know, ya might as
get used to the idea of having that weird cock of his up inside ya.  Hell,
I know it doesn -(TM)t look right, but it -(TM)s just a scar from when he
got thrown from the back of his truck and nearly got killed.  It ain -(TM)t
a canker sore or sump -(TM)n really nasty.  It -(TM)s just a scar. -  -œHe
gives me the creeps! -  -œGet over it!  He -(TM)s gonna be massaging yer
cunt with that lump in a day or two! -  -œNot if I can -(TM)t come up with
five hundred fifty dollars, - interjected Luke.   -œI don -(TM)t have that
kinda money!  Where in the frigging hell am I gonna come up with that kinda
money? -  -œDon -(TM)t ya worry, Luke, - replied Jake smoothly.   -œOle
Jake -(TM)s got a plan. -

   *****

   Looking for a hand-me-down, Toni and Shelly rummaged through the closet
of Toni -(TM)s old friend finding a short red skirt and black silk blouse.
-œOh, yes!  These will be just fine, Megan, - said Toni to her friend.  
-œYou don -(TM)t mind do you? -  -œNo, not all.  I haven -(TM)t worn
either of those things for years.  Doubt if they still fit, - laughed
Megan patting her bulging tummy.  -œWhen -(TM)s it due? -  -œNot soon
enough, - lamented Megan.   -œThese past weeks have been hell!  Can -(TM)t
hardly move, much less do anything. - Toni sighed,  -œI sure wish I could
have children. -  -œBe careful what you wish for, - said her friend with
a laugh.   -œI wanted a kid and POW!  I got one.  Wish I had a man first.
-  -œKnow who the father is? -  -œCould be just about anyone, Jake
included. -

   *****

   There were perhaps two-dozen pickups and a dozen motorcycles, plus a few
stray SUV -(TM)s and an old 1959 Cadillac convertible parked in the gravel
lot of P-Willy -(TM)s.  Shelly got out of Jake -(TM)s truck and adjusted
the short red skirt she was wearing.  A rough looking guy walked by and
whistled as he got a good look at what she was wearing, black high heels,
black fishnet stockings and a skintight red skirt that barely covered her
ass.  The tight fitting black silk blouse completed her outfit. Playfully
pulling on the top button of her blouse and sneaking a peak, Jake said, 
-œYa look good, cunt!  Don -(TM)t ya think she looks great, Luke? - Luke
checked out his wife.  Her blonde hair was curled just so and the makeup
she wore highlighted her blue eyes to give her a mysterious look.  -œYeah,
she looks good enough to eat! - Luke said approvingly. Jake retrieved a
small knapsack full of supplies from the back of the truck and strode to
the door, not waiting for either Luke or Shelly.  Tenuously and with Luke
-(TM)s helping hand, Shelly struggled to negotiate the rough terrain of the
gravel parking lot in her high heels. Opening the plain wooden door, Luke
and Shelly were assailed with loud Country and Western music.   -œGreat! 
This my kinda place, - said Luke to his young wife. Upon entering they saw
Jake over at the bar talking to the bartender.  Luke looked about.  P
-(TM)Willy -(TM)s was fairly crowed tonight with nearly all the tables
taken.  At several occupied tables there were piles of money and cards. 
Many more men stood near the bar, drinking and watching the various poker
games going on.  Others played pool on one of the two billiard tables.  At
first Shelly didn -(TM)t notice, but the only women in the joint were the
two harried bar maids working the tables.  Jake signaled to them to work
their way back to a vacant table set near the low bandstand.  As they
walked to the vacant table, all eyes turned to the blonde bombshell who had
just walked in.  Instinctively Shelly jumped when a hand suddenly grabbed
the helm of her short skirt and tugged it upwards.  She quickly patted it
back down, but not before a few lucky men got a view of the bottom half of
her bare ass. She had hardly sat down when Jake signaled for her to come
over to the bar.  Again she ran a gauntlet of surreptitious hands patting
her butt and taking other minor liberties.  -œShelly, this here -(TM)s
Willy. -  -œHi, - she said demurely as Willy -(TM)s eyes bore into her
chest. Willy said nothing, but Jake added,  -œHe owns this joint. - Willy
handed her a beer and Jake instructed,  -œHere, take Luke this beer and
then come right back. - She took a slightly different route back to the
table, but with the same results.   -œHere, Jake sent you this, - she said
putting the beer down in front of her husband.   -œJake wants me to come
back, so I -(TM)ll see you in few minutes. - Shelly adjusted the too short
skirt, turned and went back to the bar, wishing with each step that she had
worn something underneath more than just the garter belt holding up her
fishnet stockings.  She took yet a third path through the tables and was
yet again groped at every opportunity.  -œWilly says that he -(TM)s short
on girls tonight.  Should be four girls tonight, but one -(TM)s out sick
and another just plain didn -(TM)t show up.  Ya can wait tables for tips,
- said Jake taking a swig of cold brew.   -œBeers are four bucks.  Get
after it. - Shelly looked out on the crowd.   -~Well, at least it -(TM)s
an honest job, -(TM) she thought.   -œHey, cunt!  One more thing, - added
Jake.   -œRemember what I told ya this afternoon.  Go t' each table.  Ask
if anyone needs anything.  Don -(TM)t be afraid to touch a guy -(TM)s
shoulder when yer talking.  But, don -(TM)t let these clowns feel ya up
without tipping ya.  If he gives ya big tip, rub his cock real quick-like
to show yer appreciation, then move on to another table.  The idea is to
tease, not please.  Got it? -  -œEr, okay.  I guess I get it. - For the
next thirty minutes, Shelly made the rounds, taking orders, serving beers,
getting her ass felt up, flirting and getting lots of tips.  Meanwhile,
Jake joined Luke at their table, drinking beer, watching the crowd -(TM)s
reaction and judging its collective mood. When he sensed the moment was
ripe, Jake signaled Shelly to come to the table.  Jake took her tip money
and handed it to Luke.  From there he led her up onto the low stage where
on rare occasions a band would play.  Seeing Jake and the cunt take the
stage, Willy turned down the music and turned on the PA system.  On stage,
Jake picked up a mike and tapped it to see if it were live.  -œTesting,
testing -- Good evening guys!  This here cunt is Shelly!  Now, ain -(TM)t
she one fine piece of ass? -  -œYEAH! - roared the crowd in unison. 
-œDamned right.  Finest pussy in the whole damned county! -  -œYEAH! -
shouted the crowd of smiling men, all wondering where this was going to
lead.  -œNow, how many of ya would like to see her dance? -  -œYEAH! -
answered the now expectant men.  -œHow many of ya horny bastards wanna to
see her dance...  bare...  ass...  neked? -  -œOOOOOOOOOOWEEEEEEEEEEE! 
FUCK YEAH!  YEEEEE HAAAAAW! -  -œI take that as a yes. -  -œFUCK YEAH! 
YIP YIP YIP YIP! -  -œGood.  Now it -(TM)s Saturday night and she really
needs the money, otherwise she'd be home knitting, so be generous with her
and she -(TM)ll give ya one hell of a show tonight.  So...  tonight...  for
yer entertainment... -  -œTake it off! - cried out a lone voice.   -œYeah
honey, take it off! - added another.  -œTAKE IT OFF!  TAKE IT OFF!  TAKE
IT OFF! - chanted the merry men as they pounded their fists into the
tables. Jake went to say something else, but Willy had already killed the
PA system and had cranked up some honky-tonk music. Shelly closed her eyes,
looked down at the floor and took a deep breath.  Toni had helped her all
afternoon with a routine and now it was time for her to perform.   -œOh,
gawd, - she whispered to herself.  Naturally the music was different from
that she had practiced with and that made all the harder, but it was the
routine that mattered.  If she remembered the routine and didn -(TM)t rush
things, everything would be all right. Looking up, she flashed a broad
smile and began her dance.  The first set she just danced, wiggling her
butt and jiggling her tits.  Naturally the short red skirt rode up onto her
thighs and whenever she turned away, the men all hooted in appreciation of
the glimpse afforded them of her ripe buttocks. When the second tune began,
she was still on stage, strutting about, while undoing one button at a time
of her black silk blouse, until it opened freely as she spun around.  At
the end of the song, she held it closed with her hand. The third song she
knew would be the moneymaker.  As soon as the driving beat began, she
slipped out of the blouse and then stepped down off the stage to dance
among the tables, letting the men stuff money into her black bra and into
the waistband of her skirt.  If the bill was large enough, she allowed them
to stuff the money into the top of her stockings and or under her garter
belt.  By the end of the fourth song, the flow of tips became a trickle.
Shelly made her way back to the table to unload the largesse from her
appreciative audience.  While Luke unfolded and stacked the growing pile of
bills, Jake took to the stage.  He wasn -(TM)t really sure what he was
going to say.  The crowd took up a chant,  -œTAKE IT OFF!  TAKE IT OFF! 
TAKE IT OFF! - Jake knew he didn -(TM)t need to say anything and put the
microphone down.  To a resounding cheer, Shelly took to the stage again.
The music began and she began dancing.  This time she seductively hiked her
skirt, giving the audience quick, furtive views of her bottom.  She had
everyone anticipating her losing her skirt to give everyone an unobstructed
view of her fine lower assets.  Instead she turned away, and in an instant
had unfastened her bra.  A thunderous roar of approval rocked the rafters
as the black bra fell to the stage floor. Again she went out among the
tables, to be fondled and tipped.  She flinched every time some jerk pulled
on a nipple ring, but bravely she kept a smile on her face and collected
even more money than the first time.  It took four songs for her to make it
around to every table.  By that time every guy in the place, including
Willy, had felt her up.  After each song she made it back to the table to
unload her tips. For her final dance, she made her way up onto a table in
the center of the barroom.  She unzipped her skirt and was planning to
tease, but someone reached up and yanked it down off her hips.  Again the
crowd hooted and shouted, as she now wore only her shoes, stocking and
garter belt.  Jake had forbidden her to wear any panties tonight, not even
a thong, so her cunt and ass were now barred for all to see.  She shimmed
down low to accept tips, tips that were now shoved up between her butt
cheeks and stuck up into her pussy slit. Jake hovered nearby and before she
dismounted the first table, she pulled the sweaty bills from her cracks and
handed the to him.  Then she mounted the next table and danced for the men
who all groped her before depositing their money in her snatch or between
her buttocks.  Eventually she made it to every table and at every table she
collected generous tips. When the honky-tonk music ended and the country
songs began, Shelly was hot, sweaty and exhausted.  Joining her husband at
the table, she thankfully guzzled half a beer.  She didn -(TM)t get to rest
too long before Jake took to the stage and the music stopped.   -œTesting,
testing -- - Everyone looked to the stage to see what was coming.   -œShe
-(TM)s one fine cunt, eh guys? -  -œYEAH! - answered the crowd.  -œOne
hell of body!  Pretty too! -  -œYEAH! -  -œOne thing though -- But, tell
ya what -- I -(TM)ll let ya -(TM)ll be the judge.  Shelly.  Shelly, honey
-- Yeah you, cunt!  Get yer ass up here, darling! - Shelly mounted the
stage, still in her state of undress.  The men applauded and whooped it up.
Standing about, she suddenly felt very self-conscious about the
circumstances of her exposure.  Dancing was one thing, but just standing
about while a crowd of leering, strange men gawked and hooted at her was
another matter altogether.  Never mind that every man in the place had
already had their hands all over her.  -œYa see this, - said Jake running
his hand through the sparse curly blonde hair of her bush.   -œWhat ya
think?  Ya think she looks good as she is, or do ya think she needs a
shave? -  -œYEAH!  SHAVED!  SHAVED!  SHAVED! - went the rowdy chant.  For
Shelly, this was totally unexpected.  Her pretty face turned a bright red.
-œLookit that, boys!  She -(TM)s blushing!  Well, Shelly, - said Jake as
he lewdy fingered her sex,  -œI think these boys wanna see that sweet cunt
of yers shaved. -  -œYEAH!  SHAVED!  SHAVED!  SHAVED! - Jake picked up
his knapsack and pulled out a small towel, a can of shaving cream and a
safety razor.   -œI -(TM)ve been wanting to shave this cunt all week, -
said Jake into the mike.   -œYa can be glad I didn -(TM)t, cause now, one
of ya lucky guys will get to do it.  Do I hear a starting bid of twenty
bucks? -  -œTwenty! - shouted a man.  -œTwenty five! - said another. 
-œForty - topped another.  -œForty five! -  -œOh, did I tell ya?  When
yer finished, ya get to lick it. -  -œSixty! -  -œSixty five! -  -œOne
hundred! -  -œI hear one hundred for the privilege of shaving her sweet
cunt and licking her clean.  Do I hear, one-twenty?  One-ten?  One-oh-five?
Going for one hundred.  Going, going, gone!  Sold to the gentleman in the
black Harley shirt! - Jake put down the microphone and directed Luke to
bring the table up onto the stage.  The biker who out bid everyone else
made his way to Jake and handed him five twenties.  Jake directed Shelly to
sit up on the table, face the crowd and spread her legs.   -œAin -(TM)t
that a nice pussy, boys? -  -œYEAH! - Jake handed the pony-tailed dude
the supplies he needed, plus a beer for the final rinse. Propped up on her
hands, Shelly watched as the dude ran his hands over her genitals and
massaged a finger up her snatch.  His finger slid over her button and she
gasped.  Looking out into the crowd, she saw the bar maids scurrying to
fill their orders while card games renewed.  She couldn -(TM)t figure out
why so many men had suddenly lost interest.  Then she realized that with
the guy working between her splayed legs, no one could really see anything.
She felt her pleasure building as he continued to diddle her clit. 
Suddenly, just as she was ramping up for a cum, he stopped, picked up the
shaving cream and squirted a foamy mound onto her pubis and between her
legs.  Shelly let her head fall back as he rubbed the shaving cream into
her skin and between her legs.  -œNow ya be real careful, - admonished
Jake as the dude picked up the razor.   -œAnd be sure to get it all. -
Carefully the dude began removing her pubic hair, shaving her with as much
care as he would give his own face, except taking much more time to do it.
First he did her mons, then her vulva, pulling each lip taut so that every
hair was cut flush with the skin.  Finishing his task, he picked up the
towel.  -œBe sure and get her butt crack too, - instructed Jake as he
lifted her legs.  Shelly lay back while Jake pulled her legs back.  She
looked back to see Luke take her ankles and spread her out.  Jake then
spread her ass cheeks with his hands, giving the dude complete access to
the recesses of her valley.  The dude took his time and did a through job
of it.  Finally he splashed her ass with cold beer, which naturally made
her jump and wiped her clean with the hand towel.  Luke lowered his wife
-(TM)s legs, handing her off to the dude between her legs.  Again she felt
the cold splash of beer on her genitals and the soft cloth of the towel
drying her off. Shelly pushed herself upright onto the table.  By now a
group of men had moved in for a close look at her freshly shaven snatch. 
-œNow ain -(TM)t that a prudy sight? - said Jake into the mike.  The men
who were close enough to see all nodded their heads in agreement.   -œOkay
dude, why don -(TM)t check yer work out.  Make damned sure ya didn -(TM)t
miss any. - The pony-tailed biker dude looked up at her and grinned.  Then
he slowly lowered his head between her splayed legs and began licking her
between the thighs.  He licked her all over, including up into her butt
crack, making absolutely sure that she was completely smooth and hairless.
Shelly was already beginning to pant when he raked his tongue up between
her labia, collecting a generous quantity of freshly secreted cunt juice on
his way. Luke saw that she had that glassy look in her eye.  It didn -(TM)t
go unnoticed by the some of the other men watching her be eaten out.  Her
breathing became more and more labored and her tummy rippled with
delightful sensations.  -œShe -(TM)s cumming, - said a spectator.  -œYeah,
look her tits are getting red. -  -œYeah, baby.  C -(TM)mon, cum, ya slut,
- said another. Shelly looked out and saw the leering faces.   -œOh,
yesssssss! - she hissed through clenched teeth.   -œLick my cunny!  Make
me cum! - Suddenly her world imploded as a powerful orgasm tore through
her ripe body.  -œYeah baby!  Cum baby!  Cum! - shouted a man.  More men
suddenly gathered around to see her pumping her pussy into the dude -(TM)s
mouth, squeezing his head with her thighs and shudder with decadent
gratification. When her pleasure had ebbed and her thighs once again
parted, the dude pulled his soaked face from her cunt.  His face glistening
and the front of his shirt was wet with cunt sauce.  With a toothy grin, he
turned to the crowd.  -œHow was that pussy? - asked Jake thrusting the
mike into his face.  -œBest fuckin -(TM) pussy in the world! - the dude
exclaimed.   -œHere that fellas?  Ya can -(TM)t get any better than the
best in the world! - Jake paused before resuming his prattle,  -œUnless
yer a queer or sumptin -(TM), I know everyone of ya horny bastards would
like to fuck this girl. -  -œYEAH!  YEAH!  YEAH! -  -œWell, I can -(TM)t
let all of ya fuck her.  She -(TM)s just nineteen ya know.  A young thang,
just learning her trade.  Just last week, the only man she ever screwed was
her husband.  Now she ain -(TM)t no virgin, but she -(TM)s young, fresh and
tight.  I know that personally as a fact.  I also personally know that she
-(TM)s the best fuck in this county.   -œNow to be fair and give everyone a
fair shot at shoving yer cock in her cunt, we -(TM)re gonna have a raffle.
Winner gets to fuck her -- right here -- right on this here table.  Runner
up gets sloppy seconds.  Ya got two chances to win!  -œNow my friend Luke
over here will be selling tickets.  Twenty dollars a ticket.  Three tickets
fer fifty bucks.  Eight tickets fer a hundred.  We -(TM)ll have the drawing
in exactly thurty minutes!   -œOne other thing.  Even if ya don -(TM)t win,
ya get to watch.  Only ticket holders get to see the show.  The rest of ya
will be shown the door until the fucking is over.  So, get yer tickets boys
and grab a beer! - A great hub-hub went up as the patrons jostled to buy
the raffle tickets.  Within twenty minutes, every man except Luke and Jake
had at least one ticket and most had three.  Even Willy had three tickets,
provided gratis of course.  As instructed by Jake, Shelly sat up on the
table while the raffle tickets were being sold.  Men gathered around the
table to get a close up look at her newly shaved pussy and another look at
her newly pierced tits.  Her old morality was still nearby and she blushed
at the lewd comments the men were making.  It wasn -(TM)t that she minded
them looking at her most private places, it was just that it seemed so
sordid sitting there with her legs open like that. A man stuck a ten-dollar
bill under her garter belt.  She locked eyes with him as his hand slid down
to the smooth mound of her mons and then over her the smooth skin of her
vulva.  She let him gently rub her for a minute, then closed her legs and
squirmed away, signaling the end of his ten dollars worth. Immediately
another man slipped another ten-dollar bill under the top of her stockings.
Immediately he cupped her pussy and began rubbing her.  After a minute or
so, she signaled the end of his time and he yielded to the next man who
repeated the process.  The effects of the rubbing were beginning to
accumulate and the third man was rewarded with wet fingers before his time
was up. By the time she had collected fifty bucks, there was a great hubbub
as the men sniffed her scent from their fingers and let their friends have
a whiff too.  After about fifteen minutes of having her pussy rubbed,
Shelly was really getting hot and bothered.  A man produced a twenty-dollar
bill and tucked it under her garter belt.  Shelly groaned approvingly as
his fingers slipped inside her.  The man freely explored her inner folds
and then drove two fingers up her cunt.  At the verge of losing control,
Shelly had presence of mind to close her legs, but the man produced another
bill with his free hand.  She spread her legs for him as he tucked the
extra five under her stocking.  As he finger fucked her cunt with two
fingers, his thumb found her excited clit.  Uncontrollably Shelly hissed, 
-œYesssssss, - in response to what the man was doing to her.  Soon her
hips were reacting with convulsive lurches, her passion climbing rapidly to
that familiar pinnacle of penultimate sensation that she so craved.  Shelly
fell backwards, flat on the table, her legs hiked and pointing heavenward
as she mauled her own tits.  Just before her orgasm broke, she forced her
eyes open so that she could see all the leering men packed around the table
to watch her climax.  When the glorious wave of pleasure finally peaked,
Shelly arched her back, her body went rigid and she trembled all over.

   *****

   Luke -(TM)s pants were absolutely bulging with cash.  Jake -(TM)s
pockets were bulging too.  Luke couldn -(TM)t believe how easy it had all
been.   -œYa got five minutes to buy yer tickets, - announced Jake.  
-œAnyone wanna another ticket?  No?  Well, no sense in wastin -(TM) time.
Willy, come over here and draw the winnin -(TM) ticket. - Willy came
around the bar.  Jake held the jar with the numbered ticket stubs high
enough for everyone to see that it was an honest drawing.  Willy stirred
the tickets and then selected one.  -œTwo six -- - announced Jake.  There
was an audible groan from those already eliminated.   -œFive -- - More
disappointed groans.   -œSeven!  The winner is Two six five seven! - 
-œHot damn! - cried out a man in his twenties.   -œI won!  By god, I won!
- Waving the winning ticket in the air, the man, a construction worker by
trade, made his way to the stage and the girl waiting for him.  -œWilly,
please confirm that this man does indeed have the winnin -(TM) ticket, -
instructed Jake who by now was very comfortable in his role as the master
of ceremonies. Willy took the ticket and read out the numbers.   -œTwo --
six -- five -- nine. - A joyful hoot came from the back of the bar. 
-œWhat! - shouted the construction worker.   -œBull shit! - Willy looked
back at the ticket the man handed him.   -œCorrection!  Two --six --five
--seven.  Sorry, I don -(TM)t have my glasses.  Yes, it is two -- six --
five -- seven. -  -œAw, fuck! - came a plaintiff cry from the back. 
-œThat -(TM)s a match! - declared Jake.   -œWhat -(TM)s yer name mister?
-  -œUh -- -  -œThat -(TM)s okay.  Ya don -(TM)t have to give it out. 
Hell, maybe yer wife -(TM)s got a spy in here, - Jake joked. A worried
look came over the man as he glanced about the room full of witnesses.  
-œAw, fuck her! - he spat unbuckling his belt.   -œName -(TM)s Charlie! -
he announced boldly using the first fictitious name that popped into his
head.  -œOkay, Charlie!  Have fun!  Now ya gotta get naked, buck naked and
take yer time drilling her.  Ain -(TM)t a race, buddy, ya already won!  So
take yer time and give us all good fuck show.  Now let -(TM)s see what yer
made of.  Go on Charlie, fuck the hell out of this slut! - Charlie kicked
off his cowboy boots and socks and stripped his shirt off revealing his
tanned chest, buffed and honed by honest labor and decorated with an
assortment of tattoos.  Quickly he dropped his pants and boxers and kicked
them out of the way.  Like Luke, he was pasty white below the waist, a
testament to his labors outdoors.  Clad only in his green and yellow 
-œJohn Deere - gimme-hat, Charlie stepped between Shelly -(TM)s legs,
aiming his jutting uncut cock at her glistening fuckhole. Shelly, still
buzzing from her most recent orgasm, dreamily watched the strange cock
approaching her cunt.  It was a pleasant looking cock she observed, with a
reddish-brown helmet-shaped head where a bead of clear pre-cum had gathered
at the opening.  Ramrod straight, the stalk was crisscrossed with bluish
veins.  It wasn -(TM)t as large as Luke -(TM)s cock she reflected, but it
certainly wasn -(TM)t as small as O -(TM)Ryan -(TM)s cock either.  To
Shelly it was beautiful sight to behold.  It was certainly a nice cock, a
nice cock to give her pleasure. A lustful smile spread across her face as
the tip of Charlie -(TM)s cock touched her puffy labia and the slippery
pleasure-slit of her needy pussy.  With only slight pressure, the perfectly
shaped head, fashioned by a billion years of evolutionary design, and
greased by lustful passion, flawlessly performed God -(TM)s intended
purpose as it slid into the velveteen cavern of her hot vagina. His pubes
mashed into her shaven mons once he penetrated her as far as he could. 
Their eyes met, both blazing with wanton desire.  Shelly contracted her
kegels like Toni had taught her and Charlie moaned in gratitude as she
massaged his cock with her pussy.  -œFuckin -(TM) aye! - he cried out.  
-œHer pussy -(TM)s eatin -(TM) my dick!  Oh, yeah, baby!  That feels soooo
goooood! - Charlie eased his cock out her completely.  Shelly softly
moaned,  -œNooooo, - as her snatch was emptied.   -œYessss, - she
whispered to her lover-of-the-moment as he re-entered her.  Again and
again, he slowly penetrated and slowly and completely withdrew only to
re-enter her again.  The stimulation was intense and wonderful.   -œOh,
yeah, Charlie-boy, fuck her.  Fuck her, boy, fuck her, - urged a
spectator.  -œStick her good.  Stir it around! - said another.  -œWhat a
whore, - sneered one more.   -œPretty, but still a whore! -  -œPut it in,
Charlie! -  -œFuck her good!  Make the friggin -(TM) slut squirm! - 
-œLookit that!  Her pussy stays open! -  -œYeah, man.  Fantastic! - 
-œLookit them tities a flopping! -  -œShe -(TM)s cumming!  Look she -(TM)s
cumming!  Goddamned whore -(TM)s cumming again! -  -œPay ya a hundred
bucks to take yer place, Charlie. -  -œOne twenty! - topped his buddy. 
-œOne twentyfive! -  -œScrew her boy, screw her! - Charlie ignored the
rancorous banter and continued to screw his luscious prize.  Shelly heard
the mocking words too, words like slut, harlot, whore, cunt-bag, hooker,
fuck-meat, trollop and fuck-toy.  The words stung a little, but they didn
-(TM)t bother her too terribly, after all she was just doing what her
husband said she had to do.  The added bonus was that she enjoyed it so
much. Charlie pulled out for a moment to let his dick cool off.  Ever
helpful, Jake rolled her on her stomach so that her feet hit the floor,
positioning her so that Charlie could fuck her from behind.  -œLook, his
balls are dripping with pussy juice! -  -œOh, man, what an fine ass! - 
-œI -(TM)ll say!  Man, wouldn -(TM)t ya just love to crawl up in there and
die.  That -(TM)d be heaven fer sure! -  -œA man could smother between
those cheeks! -  -œBeautiful, baby, beautiful! -  -œGo on, Charlie, do
her!  Do the slut-whore! -  -œC -(TM)mon, Charlie, a hundred fifty bucks!
- The tingling in his dick subsided.  Charlie stepped up to the task and
ran his cock back into her dripping snatch.  Immediately and with no
conscious effort on her part, her pussy began rhythmically contracting
around his plunging fuck-rod as she quickly built to another climax.  After
five minutes, Charlie had to pull out again to cool off.  He didn -(TM)t
know how many more times he could get so close and stop, but he was
determined to hold out as long as possible.  Jake pushed Shelly to the side
and set a chair up on the table.  With a little coaxing, Charlie climbed up
on top of the table and sat in the chair.  He was now high above the crowd.
Everyone was laughing and having a good time watching the lewd show. 
Charlie gave the crowd a thumbs-up and received loud applause in return.
Jake manhandled Shelly onto the table and told her,  -œGo sit on Charlie
-(TM)s dick. - She quickly straddled him and his cock disappeared inside
her to the hoots and hollers of the gawking minions.  Up and down she
bobbed on his cock.  Charlie -(TM)s eye got wide as he struggled to keep
from cumming.  Suddenly he pushed her up and off his dick.  Shelly
struggled to impale herself again, but he managed to hold her off and
standup at the same time.  Charlie then directed her to kneel on the chair,
facing away from him as she gripped the chair-back.  He squatted and once
again ran his cock up her spasmodic snatch.  -œFUCK HER!  FUCK HER!  FUCK
HER! - chanted the crowd as Charlie now flailed away at her.  All
restraint was now gone.  His face twisted in agony as he screwed her to his
completion.   -œAhhhhhh, FUUUUCKKKK! - he bellowed as his body jerked with
the sweet agony accompanying his ejaculation.   -œAhhhh! - he hollered as
the next thick gout of sperm-laden semen shot out his dick and into her
twitching twat.  He continued thrusting.   -œUhhhh! - he grunted as his
cock pulsed once again, and again and again until his manly essence was
squishing out of her pussy to coat his balls.  -œFuuuuck! - he cursed
breathlessly as his copious flow became a dribble.   -œMother fuckin -(TM)
hell! - Charlie slumped forward supporting his weight against her back,
causing the chair to tilt back and then over.  Shelly screamed as the two
fornicators were launched off the table and onto several spectators who
fortunately broke their fall. In the tangled mass of bodies now sprawled
out onto the floor, Shelly was groped whenever an opportunity presented
itself.  Hands were everywhere on her and in her.  Eventually Luke and Jake
sorted the bodies out and extracted Shelly from the clutching and near
riotous mass. Order was restored and Luke told Shelly to get back up on the
table.   -œLet -(TM)s all give Charlie a big hand of applause! - prattled
Jake.   -œGood job, Charlie!  Good job!  Ya made the bitch cum twice! - 
-œYEAH! -  -œOkay, Honeypot, show the boys what a slut you are.  Squeeze
your little pussy! - Shelly squeezed, forcing cum to dribble from her
hole.  -œSee that boys!  That -(TM)s Charlie -(TM)s spunk!  Don -(TM)t ya
just wish it was yer spunk? -  -œYEAH! - roared the laughing men.  -œWho
wants sloppy seconds? -  -œME! - shouted the patrons. A chant filled
P-Willy -(TM)s.   -œSECONDS!  SECONDS!  SECONDS! -  -œOkay!  Okay!  Honey,
are ya ready for seconds? - Shelly smiled coyly and nodded  -~yes -(TM). 
-œSee that?  Slut -(TM)s ready for another screwing fellows!  Are you? - 
-œYEAH! -  -œOkay, slut.  Since yer the one who -(TM)s gonna get fucked,
yer gonna pick the ticket for sloppy seconds. - Charlie had found his
clothes and was about to pull on his boxers when Jake added,  -œNot so fast
Charlie!  Keep yer pants down, buddy.  Since ya did such a good job fucking
this whore, yer gonna get a chance to do her again! -  -œYEAH!  GO
CHARLIE, GO!  GO CHARLIE, GO! -  -œHere -(TM)s the deal, buddy.  If ya can
get it up again before the next guy finishes with her, ya got thirty
seconds to stick her again.  Got it?  Ya got thirty seconds to plant yer
cock in her snatch from the time he pulls out fer good.  Willy here will be
the timekeeper, and his ruling is final.  Got it?  Thirty seconds. - 
-œUh, how long do I get to fuck her? -  -œ 'Til yer done!  But ya got only
thirty seconds to get started. - Jake turned to Luke.   -œLuke, bring the
bowl of ticket stubs over here -- Now hold it up so she can -(TM)t see. 
That -(TM)s it baby, stir -(TM)em up to spread -(TM)em out! - Shelly
picked a ticket and handed it to Jake.  Jake waved the ticket in the air. 
-œWho wants sloppy seconds? -  -œI DO!  I DO!  I DO! - yelled the crowd
of horny males.  -œWell, ya might want sloppy seconds, but only the holder
of this here ticket is actually gonna get some. - Jake paused and looked
out onto the hopeful crowd.   -œStandup, doll.  That -(TM)s right, up on
the table.  Now give everyone another good look at what -(TM)s at stake. -
Up on the table, oozing Charlie -(TM)s cum, Shelly still clad in her high
heels, fishnets and garter belt, smiled and turned and struck several
poses, remembering to heft her boobs like Toni had shown her for maximum
effect.  The whistles and hoots told her that she was doing a good job. 
Once Jake signaled her, she sat back down on the edge of the table to wait
for her next screw.  -œThe winning ticket fer sloppy seconds with this
lovely girl is -- Two -- six -- -  -œAw fuck! - came a cry from a
disappointed ticket holder.  -œthree -- - A general groan of
disappointment rose from the crowd.  -œeight!  Two -- six -- three --
eight! -  -œAh wons!  Ah wons!  Muh fuh!  Ah wons! - came a cry from the
left.  The crowd parted as the winner made his way to the stage.  Luke
nearly blanched when he saw the man who had won a turn at fucking his wife.
It was a black guy, slight of build and blacker than black.  He was so
black that until he got up close, his most prominent facial features were
the white of his good eye and the gleam of his few remaining teeth as he
grinned broadly. Eagerly and proudly the Blackman handed Jake his winning
ticket.  -œHe can -(TM)t fuck her! - whispered Luke desperately to Jake.
Taking Luke out of earshot Jake asked,  -œWhy not? -  -œHe -(TM)s a --he
-(TM)s --he -(TM)s black!  That -(TM)s why! -  -œShhhh!  He won.  Fair n
-(TM) square. -  -œI don -(TM)t care!  He can -(TM)t fuck her for Christ
-(TM)s sake!  Not him! -  -œYa wanna welch on this deal?  He bought a
friggin -(TM) ticket.  Ya sold it to him yerself!  He won goddamn it!  And
now ya wanna crawfish? -  -œDeclare some sort of irregularity!  Let her
draw again. -  -œFUCK HER!  FUCK HER!  FUCK HER! - took up the crowd. 
-œYa must be kiddin -(TM)? -  -œFUCK HER!  FUCK HER!  FUCK HER! -  -œYa
hear that, Luke?  They wanna see him fuck her!  Ya welch now and we -(TM)ll
have a riot on our hands.  They -(TM)ll tear ya to pieces and then gang
fuck her till she -(TM)s dead!  No way, buddy!  Deal -(TM)s a deal.  Grow
up and deal with it! -  -œJake, please -- -  -œFuck off, Luke!  Ya wanna
get us all killed? - Jake turned away.  The black dude was already
stripped for action before Jake could go through the motions of confirming
him as the winner.  -œFUCK HER!  FUCK HER!  FUCK HER! - Jake held up his
hands to quiet the crowd.   -œTell me friend, what -(TM)s yer name. - 
-œMoss. -  -œOkay, Moss, ya got anything to say before ya do her? - 
-œUh, ah ain -(TM)t never got no white pussy b -(TM)fore. -  -œWell, today
is yer lucky day, Moss!  Yer gonna get some first-class white pussy!  Now
all these good folks who bought tickets deserve a good show.  Ya gonna give
-(TM)em a good show, Moss? -  -œYes, suh!  Ahm gonna do mah best and screw
this  -~ho til she squeals! -  -œAta boy! - Moss -(TM) temper flared and
he replied angrily in a low voice,  -œAh ain -(TM)t a boy. -  -œNo,
judging from the size of yer dick, yer ain -(TM)t no boy, that -(TM)s for
sure!  No offense intended, Moss.  Now enjoy yerself. - Moss stepped up to
Shelly who had closed her legs.   -œFUCK HER!  FUCK HER!  FUCK HER! - Once
he got close, Shelly could make out some details of his face and body. 
First she noticed that he was kind of skinny.  Then as his face became
clearer, she realized just how unattractive he really was.  He was born
ugly, but what was most appalling to Shelly was the hideous facial scar
that crossed his bad eye.  Shelly looked over to Luke, who was looking the
other way, then to Jake.  Jake hissed,  -œSpread yer legs, ya god damned
whore! -  -œI won -(TM)t have you taking the Lord -(TM)s -- -  -œShut the
fuck up!  Shut up and fuck him! - Shelly was taken back by the harshness
in Jake -(TM)s voice.  For some reason he was angry.   -œI said fuck him,
Shelly! - Shelly knew that Luke wouldn -(TM)t want a black to have her,
but without any contradicting directives from her husband, she had no
choice but to obey Jake.  Turning back to Moss, she smiled meekly and
parted her legs. Moss pried her legs apart and rubbed his callused, black
hands across her legs, rubbing ever closely to her snatch.   -œFUCK HER! 
FUCK HER!  FUCK HER! - continued the chant. Shelly couldn -(TM)t look him
in the face, so she concentrated on looking at his dick.  She had always
heard how blackmen had enormous dicks, but this blackman -(TM)s cock was
about normal size.  The coloration against his skin made it hard to for her
to judge just how big he was, but she settled on him being as nearly as
large as Luke.  It was so black that it seemed to be almost iridescent with
hues of blue.  To her wonderment, the head of his dark, dark dick was much
lighter than the rest of his dick, almost a light tan.  She thought back to
Sam, the mailman.  He was a Blackman too, but he was so light that it was
hard to judge his race until he dropped his pants.  Sam was handsome too
and what amazed her even more was remembering that Sam -(TM)s dickhead was
much, much darker than the rest of his cock.  It was quite the opposite of
this fellow. His tan cock head touched her lily-white pussy.  Resigning
herself, she laid back to be publicly taken.  Moss slammed it home causing
her body to jump from the forceful entry.  -œYEAH! - roared the crowd!  
-œFUCK HER, MOSS!  FUCK HER! - Fuck her he did, brutally and without
mercy. He pounded into her so hard the table inched across the stage floor.
With each brutal thrust into her, Shelly grunted,  -œUngh! - Over the
cants of  -œFUCK HER!  FUCK HER!  FUCK HER! - Luke heard his young wife
-(TM)s grunts as she was fucked hard.   -œUngh!  Ungh!  Ungh!  Ungh!  Ungh!
Ungh!  Ungh!  Ungh!  Ungh!  Ungh!  Ungh!  Ungh! - Luke didn -(TM)t want to
look, but he couldn -(TM)t help himself.  Slowly he turned back to witness
her latest debasement.  He saw that Moss had her nipple rings in both
hands, gradually pulling so that her nipples were stretching out while he
fucked her. The pain in Shelly -(TM)s tormented nipples increased to an
unbearable point.  Suddenly she let out a shriek, and as she did an
orgasmic wave swept over her, melding her pain with her pleasure.  Moss let
go of her rings.  Her nipples snapped back into place.  Suddenly he pulled
out. Willy started to count, one, two, three -- Charlie was whipping his
dick furiously trying to get a rise.  -œAh ain -(TM)t finished yet, -
declared Moss.   -œAh made her squeal, but ah ain -(TM)t done! - That said
he crawled up on the table and put Shelly on all fours.  Grabbing a handful
of her blonde hair, he pulled her head back and mounted her.  There was
barely enough room, but he somehow managed by riding high up her back as
her rammed it in again.  -œYEAH! - roared the crowd as they witnessed the
continued rough fucking of the pretty white girl by an unattractive black.
Moss fucked her for a few more minutes before puling his dick out for a
pause.   -œHey, mista!  Mista Charlie!  Ahm  -~bout ta cum in dis  -~ho. 
Yo ready fer another go? - Charlie shook his head,  -~no -(TM) as he
frantically tried to get hard again.  -œHey, Mista Charlie.  C -(TM)mere,
let this  -~ho suck dat dick nice  -~n hard.  C -(TM)mon, now. - Charlie
immediately accepted the invite and stepped close to the table.  Moss
pushed her head down towards Charlie -(TM)s crotch and semi-soft dick.  
-œSuck him,  -~ho!  Suck his dick!  If ya wanna  -~nuther fuckin -(TM), get
ta suckin -(TM)! -  -~SMACK! -(TM) Moss slapped her upturned ass hard.  
-œAh said ta suck him, bitch! - Charlie was pushing his dick into her
face. Shelly took the proffered cock into her mouth.  Moss penetrated her
again, fucking her furiously from the get-go.  Suddenly he slowed his pace
and sawed in and out at a leisurely pace while his balls began to boil. 
-œOh, baby, work dat thang!  Oh, yeah, girlie!  That -(TM)s it!  Oh, muh
fuh! - Luke watched as Moss -(TM)s buttocks clinched and he knew that the
Blackman was cumming in his wife -(TM)s vagina.   -œOh, goddamn, -
muttered Luke.   -œWhat have I done? - Moss stopped jerking and paused for
a moment buried deep in the white girl -(TM)s pussy.  His contorted face
gradually unscrewed and he took on a very contented look.  -œYa ready,
Mista Charlie? -  -œYeah, Moss, - replied Charlie.   -œI -(TM)m ready. -
Moss pulled his limp dick from Shelly and climbed off the table.  Willy
began counting,  -œOne --two --three -- - Charlie made Shelly surrender
his stiff cock and pulled it from her mouth.  Gripping the edge of the
table, Shelly made no effort to change her position.  -œEleven --twelve
--thirteen -- - Charlie clambered up onto the tabletop.   -œSixteen
--.seventeen -- -  -œDo her ass! - someone shouted.  -œYeah, up the butt,
Charlie!  Up the butt! -  -œUP THE BUTT!  UP THE BUTT! -  -œTwenty three
--twenty four --. - Charlie got into position.   -œTwenty seven --twenty
eight --twenty nine -- -  -œAhhhhhhh! - screamed Shelly in pain as her
unlubricated ass was suddenly penetrated.  -œYEAH! - roared the crowd in
approval. Having beat the clock, Charlie withdrew his cock from her burning
bum.  Shelly was sobbing as he scooped some cum from her leaking pussy and
coated his dick with it.  He penetrated her again.  This time his cock slid
in much easier.  This time it didn -(TM)t hurt her nearly as much.   -œUP
THE BUTT!  UP THE BUTT!  UP THE BUTT! - intoned the crowd in unison with
his thrusts up her butt. The burning in her ass gradually eased.  Shelly
opened her eyes slightly, just enough to see the black form as he stepped
near her.  Grabbing by the hair, Moss ground his wet, flaccid cock against
her lips.  Shelly automatically took his still drooling cock, coated with a
mixture of sex juices and began sucking him clean while she was sodomized.
-œOh, fuck, - muttered Luke at the newest violation of what was left of
his sense of propriety.  Stunned, he watched as his wife eagerly sucked the
blackman -(TM)s cock.  -œFucking whore, - he muttered.   -œFucking dirty
slut whore! - Somehow that made him feel a little better.  -œSuck his
black dick, ya slut! - he suddenly shouted.   -œEasy, Luke, easy, -
counseled his hairy friend,  -œShe -(TM)s a slut.  Ya know that.  She
-(TM)s just doing what ya told her to do. -  -œYeah, I suppose, - replied
Luke bitterly.  -œJust think of all the money we made tonight. - Luke
-(TM)s countenance brightened.   -œYeah, we did make a lot of dough. - 
-œAnd she -(TM)s no worse for the wear. -  -œYeah, perhaps.  It -(TM)s
just that -- -  -œGet over it, Luke!  Ya dwell on it, and it -(TM)ll eat
ya inside.  Just get over it.  Yer gonna get yer roof fixed.  -œNow excuse
me a moment, I need to make a call. - Luke considered what his friend said
and knew that he was right.  What was done was done.  What they did, they
had to do.  There was no sense in wallowing in self-pity.  He remembered
what his pa had said about having to make tough decisions.   -œOnce ya made
a decision boy, there ain -(TM)t no need to have no regrets.  If ya have to
choose, make the best choice ya can with the facts at hand.  But, if ya
choose wrong, just go on.  Ain -(TM)t nuttin that ya can do  -~bout it, so
jest git over it and go on with yer life. - Luke looked up at the man
cornholing his slut-wife and then at black cock now fucking into her face.
He adjusted his own hard cock, noticing that his jeans were damp from
pre-cum.  Suddenly, he could hardly wait to screw her tonight. Despite
having cum earlier, Charlie only lasted about ten minutes fucking her tight
ass.  He didn -(TM)t try to prolong it, he just let it rip into her ass. 
Once he came, his dick slid into her easier. Meanwhile Moss grunted and
cursed,  -œSwallow it, bitch!  Swallow it!  Oh, yeah, drink it up  -~ho! -
The two men pulled out simultaneously.  Shelly collapsed onto the table in
a blissful near-swoon.  Jake placed another call on his cell phone. A
leather-clad man suddenly pushed Luke out of the way, almost knocking him
down.  Another grabbed Shelly and spun her around on the table.  Two men
grabbed her arms, each holding her tight.  Another two each grabbed a leg
and spread her open.  A rough looking fellow, a motorcycle dude wearing a
vest with a skull superimposed over a Confederate flag, dropped his pants.
Moments later he was thrusting into her.  -œFUCK HER!  FUCK HER!  FUCK HER!
- shouted his seedy compatriots who had swarmed around the table with rape
on their minds. Without thinking of any consequences, Luke lunged into the
group to protect his wife, but he was caught and stopped dead in his tracks
by Jake.   -œC -(TM)mon, Luke!  She -(TM)s okay!  She -(TM)s just getting
-(TM) fucked.  C -(TM)mon.  We can -(TM)t take -(TM)em all on. -  -œJake,
do something! -  -œC -(TM)mon, - replied Jake as he bodily dragged the
struggling Luke to the bar.   -œHey, Willy!  How  -~bout two beers? - 
-œYa want a beer?!  Jake! -  -œShut the fuck up, Luke.  Watch and learn.
- Willy set two beers up on the bar.  Jake took a swig and offered the
other to Luke.  About that time the other good ole -(TM)boys had gathered
around the motorcycle gang eager to have a turn at the stacked blonde
bimbo. Jake looked at his watch.   -œC -(TM)mon.  C -(TM)mon, - he
repeated.  Minutes passed.  Another motorcycle dude was now raping Shelly
to the rancorous urging of the crowd. Suddenly the place grew quiet.  Not
all at once, but like someone was deliberately turning the volume down
until just a few individuals were shouting their encouragement.  Luke
looked about and saw what had caused this change.  Sheriff Damian Reed, six
foot six, dressed in an immaculate and crisp uniform, a man with arms the
size of tree trunks, was in the bar.  The crowd parted as his imposing
figure made it -(TM)s way into the crowd.  Everyone who saw him coming
scattered to get out of his way.  Sheriff Reed was not someone to trifle
with.  He had a reputation for making troublemakers literally disappear.
Woo be the day that you found yourself on Reed -(TM)s list of undesirables.
If a thug -(TM)s first visit to his jail didn -(TM)t encourage the ruffian
to move far away to another jurisdiction, his second visit would be his
last.  It -(TM)s not that anyone died in Reed -(TM)s jail or custody, but
if the courts failed to prosecute, or if some smarmy lawyer got a release
on some trivial technicality, within two, three days of being released that
hooligan was never heard of or seen again.  Who was to say that the thug
didn -(TM)t simply flee the jurisdiction.  There were rumors, rumors a
plenty, but absolutely no evidence to tie the sheriff to any criminal
-(TM)s disappearance.  Within a year of his election, violent crimes
against the good citizens of the county had dropped to near zero.  The fact
that a disproportionate share of the missing thugs were black, led to
charges of Reed being racist by the usual whiners and Victimcrats and by
those whose zealous actions had the effect that criminals had more rights
than the good citizens they preyed upon.  In Sheriff Reed -(TM)s county,
the whites didn -(TM)t care how he did it, nor did the law-abiding majority
of blacks care, universally everyone liked the results.  Much to the dismay
of his pinheaded detractors, at every reelection Damian Reed won with an
ever-increasing majority, enjoying broad voter support from the good
citizens of the county. As soon as he made it to the table where Shelly was
being raped, the hands that were holding her arms and ankles let go and
their owners disappeared into the crowd.  The rapist looked up to see
Sheriff Reed glaring at him.   -œOh, fuck! - the brute muttered under the
withering glower.  He stopped thrusting, and eased out her pussy.  He was
so close that as soon as his cock was free of her pulsating cunt, he shot
off on her stomach and shaved mons. Reed looked down on the blonde girl,
taking in her big tits and nipple rings, her slut shoes, fishnets and
garter belt, as well as the bald condition of her genitalia decorated with
fresh ropes of cum.  Freed from being held down, Shelly struggled to sit
upright.  Looking up she saw the Sheriff looking down at her, his massive
frame, fashioned by years of active bodybuilding, blocking all else from
her view.  -œMa -(TM)am, are you okay? - he asked evenly.  -œUh, yes,
thank you, - she replied unevenly.  -œWere you raped, Ma -(TM)am? - 
-œShe -(TM)s a whore, Sheriff! - called someone from behind.   -œShe got
paid! -  -œIs that right, Ma -(TM)am?  Did that man pay to have sex with
you? - Shelly knew that she couldn -(TM)t lie, that would have been a
violation of the Ten Commandments and a blot on her soul.  She started to
say that he hadn -(TM)t paid her for sex, but had simply paid for a chance
to have sex with her.  He didn -(TM)t win and therefore -- but, she
realized that would be quibbling and her father had taught her that
quibbling was tantamount to lying.  -œUh, sort of, - she replied.  -œYes
or no. -  -œNo, I mean, yes, but -- -  -œWhat -(TM)s your name? - 
-œShelly. -  -œFull name. -  -œShelly Blalock. -  -œStand up, Ms. 
Blalock. - Shelly stood.  To her dismay, the Sheriff turned her around and
handcuffed her behind her back.  -œShelly Blalock, you -(TM)re under arrest
for prostitution and publicly lewd and lascivious behavior. -  -œBut, I --
-  -œTell it to a judge, Ma -(TM)am, - said the Sheriff as he pushed her
towards the door.  -œMy clothes, I need my clothes. -  -œWe've got clothes
at the jail. - Stunned by the sudden turn of events, Luke watched as his
near naked wife was hauled off to jail.   -œJake? -  -œDon -(TM)t worry,
Luke.  She -(TM)s in good hands.  Hey, she ain -(TM)t being raped is she?
-  -œNo, but -- -  -œWho do ya think I called?  Sheriff -(TM)s a good
friend of mine.  He -(TM)s a fair man, a good man. -  -œBut -- -  -œShe
-(TM)s safe, Luke.  Don -(TM)t worry.  Trust me.  We -(TM)ll have her out
by the morning.  Sheriff doesn -(TM)t give a damn about what whores are
doing.  In fact, he -(TM)s real partial to whores. -  -œBut -- -  -œHell,
man!  He just saved her ass!  Ain -(TM)t nobody else in this county that
could -(TM)ve done what he just done. - A big grin spread across Jake
bearded face.   -œNow, let -(TM)s count up the money. - Beer in hand, Jake
led Luke into Willy -(TM)s backroom where they could have some privacy.

   *****

    -œAre ya sure? -  -œI just counted it twice.  Eighteen hundred thirty
seven dollars.  Not bad for a single night of whoring!  -œNow, let -(TM)s
see, Willy gets twenty five percent.  That works out to be four hundred
fifty nine dollars and twenty-five cents.  Round that up to four hundred
sixty.  That leaves thirteen hundred seventy seven dollars split two ways
between me and you.  That -(TM)s six hundred eighty eight dollars and fifty
cents.  Seeing that it was yer wife, I -(TM)ll round yer share up to seven
hundred dollars and I -(TM)ll take six hundred and seventy seven dollars.
-  -œHey, that was my wife!  Shouldn -(TM)t I get more? -  -œYa got more!
Twenty three dollars more!   -œLook, consider this, Luke -- I was the
friggin -(TM) brains behind this deal.  Weren -(TM)t fer me, yer house
-(TM)ll fall down before ya ever got a proper roof.  Now, whadda ya say we
get on over to Jetter -(TM)s and pay him what he needs. -  -œWhat about
Shelly? -  -œShelly -(TM)s fine!  Fer Christ -(TM)s sake, she -(TM)s with
the friggin -(TM) Sheriff!  Jeez, would ya quit with the bellyaching?"



   Chapter 14 - Arrested Development

   Shelly's been arrested for prostitution.  After dividing up the nights
proceeds Jake and Luke pay Jetter for the roofing shingles and are treated
to a cock fight and a show.

   Sobbing uncontrollably with her hands cuffed behind her back, her
stomach tied into a knot, Shelly sat in the front seat of the Crown
Victoria police cruiser as the Sheriff headed towards town and the county
jail.  The road was dark and nearly deserted.  They had passed only one car
since they pulled out of P-Willy -(TM)s parking lot.  -œThat -(TM)s the
law, Ma -(TM)am, - explained Sheriff Reed.   -œNinety days in jail and/or
a five hundred dollar fine for prostitution.  Publicly lewd and lascivious
behavior, in layman -(TM)s terms, Ma -(TM)am, that -(TM)s fucking in
public, carries forty-five days in jail and/or a two hundred fifty dollar
fine.  That plus court costs.  -œI personally know several of those boys in
that club tonight.  Good boys.  Good honest citizens.  I know that if I ask
them, they -(TM)ll testify to what they witnessed tonight.  That -(TM)ll
make it a slam-dunk conviction.  -œNow, as I recall, Ma -(TM)am, the other
day I got called out by your neighbor, a Mrs.  Jenkins, on similar charges.
It was her word against your word at the time, but that -(TM)s all changed
now.  That makes two counts of publicly lewd and lascivious behavior. 
Honey, you -(TM)re looking at maybe six months in jail.  -œThen of course
there -(TM)s the publicity, but then again a girl like you just might want
some advertising -- - Shelly hadn -(TM)t thought of that.  It -(TM)d be in
the County Sentinel, tomorrow or next week, detailed in the Police Reports.
 -œSaturday, 10 PM, Shelly Blalock, 19, white female arrested for
prostitution and publicly lewd and lascivious behavior at P -(TM)Willy
-(TM)s, a notorious nightspot near the county line on County Road 33. -
Her father and mother always read the Police Reports.  If by chance her
parents missed it, it was as certain as night follows day, that someone in
his congregation would see it.  Within hours, everyone would know what she
did.   -œYou -(TM)re the Reverend Henry Mattox -(TM)s daughter, aren -(TM)t
you? - Barely able to speak, she whispered,  -œYes. -  -œHe -(TM)s good
man, a very good man.  He -(TM)ll forgive you, but I don -(TM)t know about
his flock.  You know, his congregation will probably take it out on him --
-  -œOh, god! - she bawled realizing the possible repercussions.  
-œDaddy could loose his church! - At a cross road, Sheriff Reed pulled his
Crown Vic police cruiser over to the side of the road.  The blue white
light of a lone mercury vapor lamp lit up the interior of the Sheriff
-(TM)s car.  Idling the engine, the Sheriff regarded his captive, her
forward-thrust bare breasts heaving as the girl cried.  -~God damn!  Takes
your breath away, -(TM) thought the Sheriff adjusting his hard pecker in
his pants.  Soaking up her sumptuous nudity, he let her cry.  There was
absolutely no hurry. The police radio crackled to life in a gibberish of
code and jargon that only the initiated could understand.  After a moment,
the radio was silent again.  He saw a car coming from behind and judged his
speed to be excessive.  He smiled as the brake lights lit up the darkness
behind the speeding car as the car quickly slowed.  Then, as if it hadn
-(TM)t yet been noticed, the car passed going ten miles an hour below the
speed limit.  A moment later, the car made the bend in the road ahead and
disappeared into the darkness. Shelly, having cried herself out for the
moment, was reduced to sniffling.  Under the circumstances she couldn
-(TM)t imagine ever being any more embarrassed or despondent. She was
startled when the Sheriff -(TM)s big hand momentarily went between her
legs.  -œYou know, Ma -(TM)am, you -(TM)re leaking all over my seats. - 
-œI -(TM)m sorry, - she squeaked, dying from the latest indignity.  -œThat
-(TM)s okay.  Goes with the territory --  -œYou know, Ma -(TM)am, - he
said giving the inside of her thigh a gentle squeeze,  -œpersonally, I don
-(TM)t have a problem if you want to sell your body for some man to use. 
That -(TM)s between you and him.  No one -(TM)s really hurt if sex is all
that -(TM)s involved.  It -(TM)s not like whores are out mugging and
killing good folks.  Fact is, some marriages aren -(TM)t any different, the
woman gives herself to her husband in exchange for clothes and jewelry and
anything else she needs.  A woman who shacks up with man for a week, three
months, whatever, sometimes they -(TM)re doing it for the same reason,
financial support.  Hell, everyone needs money for everything.  -œNow, I
don -(TM)t know why you were out whoring tonight, but I suspect you got
your reasons.  You needed the money for something.  Lots of women have lots
of reasons.  My mama, bless her soul, whored herself out on occasion just
so that she could feed her six children.  That -(TM)s not criminal, that
-(TM)s just plain survival.  -œOn top of all that, if I book you, good
people, like your mama and daddy, are going to get hurt, hurt real bad --
Now, I -(TM)ve been charged by the people of this county to fairly
administer and enforce the laws.  That doesn -(TM)t mean I have to do my
job blindly and without compassion.  When it comes to enforcing the law, I
actually have a lot of latitude.  -œThe way I see it, the only real problem
with prostitution is that it -(TM)s unregulated.  All businesses are
regulated to some extent, and follow certain rules and procedures.  Take
for instance liquor.  Liquor can cause a lot of problems -- so it -(TM)s
regulated.  It -(TM)s against the law to sell a bottle of beer or a bottle
of whiskey without having the proper permit.  If you have the permit, you
can sell it.  If you don -(TM)t have the permit, you can -(TM)t sell it. 
The purpose of the permit is the orderly regulation of the sale, not to
prevent the sale.  With the proper permits, I know who -(TM)s selling it
and what they -(TM)re selling.  -œSame thing with whoring.  There -(TM)s no
real harm done as long as the people involved agree to and are satisfied
with the transaction.  But, at the same time, I can -(TM)t have whores
walking the streets or making a nuisance of themselves.  People won -(TM)t
tolerate that.  It needs to be regulated. Reed reached over and cupped a
breast still wet with her tears.   -œWhat you need, darling, is a permit.
-  -œA permit? - she sniffled.  -œYes.  A permit to whore yourself out.
-  -œYou can actually -- How do I --where do I get -- -  -œIt -(TM)s all
up to me, Ma -(TM)am.  Of course I won -(TM)t actually give you a permit
that you can frame and hang up on the wall.  It -(TM)ll just be between you
and me. -  -œYou mean...  I don -(TM)t have to go to jail? - she said
hopefully.  -œNot necessarily.  I -(TM)ll leave it up to you.  Town -(TM)s
this way, - he said pointing at the road ahead.   -œSpecial permit office
is that away, - he said pointing to the left.   -œWhich way, Ma -(TM)am?
-  -œI don -(TM)t want to go to jail...  The permit office? -  -œYour
choice. - Relieved of a crushing burden Shelly giggled,  -œI want a
permit. -  -œPermits aren -(TM)t free, Ma -(TM)am and there -(TM)re no
refunds. -  -œOh -- Okay, but I don -(TM)t have any money on me.  My
husband -- -  -œDon -(TM)t worry, Ma -(TM)am, you got everything you need
and then some. - The radio crackled to life.  After the transmissions were
completed, the sheriff keyed the mike.   -œUnit One.  Three-three at
four-six.  I have a six-four-two, white female.  Transporting for an
eight-four-one.  Report your three-eleven to Unit Three. - The radio burst
into a frenzy of activity.   -œUnit Six.  Ten-four Unit One. -  -œUnit
Three.  Ten-four Unit One. -  -œUnit Seven.  Ten-four Unit One. -  -œUnit
Eight.  Ten four Unit One. - The radio fell silent for a moment before the
various units began reporting their positions to Unit Three.  Shelly tried
to figure out what was being said, but it really made no sense to her at
all.  The sheriff pulled back onto the road and turned to the left.

   *****

   Jake pulled up to the gate to the Quibly place.  Even though it was
10:30 PM, there was a young boy, maybe ten, barefoot and shirtless, tending
the gate.  A hand written sign by the gate stated  -œ$5.00 per car -. 
Another crude sign on the opposite side stated,  -œPrivate Property, enter
by invitation only. - The boy slowly sauntered up to the driver -(TM)s
side of Jake -(TM)s truck.   -~Must be one of Sissy -(TM)s little bastards,
-(TM) thought Jake.  -œKinda late, mista. - Jake held out a five-dollar
bill to the unkempt boy.   -œHere to see yer Uncle Jetter. - The young boy
spit tobacco juice off to one side.   -œSuit yerself, mista. - He took the
offered five and slowly opened the gate.  Jake pulled through the gate and
proceeded down the dirt track through the woods.  Coming out into the
clearing, Luke was surprised to see nearly every square foot of available
space was occupied by vehicles of various sorts; mostly pickup trucks, but
there were a few sedans and motorcycles also.  Jake snaked his way through
a maze of haphazardly parked vehicles until he found a spot that wasn
-(TM)t blocking someone else. The perimeter of the barn was well lit, but
other than that, it was dark.  Luke followed Jake as they made their way
towards the barn.  A rancorous din was coming from the barn. At the door
was another boy, a bit older than the first.  He too was barefoot and
shirtless.   -œYer kinda late, mista.  Fights -(TM)re  -~bout over. - 
-œHere to see yer Uncle Jetter. -  -œGotta charge ya mista.  Ten dollars
each.  If ya wait a few minutes, ya won -(TM)t have ta pay again. - 
-œFuck it, - snarled Jake as he handed the boy a ten.  Turning to Luke
Jake added,  -œPay him. -  -œSuit yerself, mista, - replied the boy with
genuine disinterest as he accepted the bills.  -œWhere -(TM)s Jetter? - 
-œIn the back, get -(TM)n thangs ready fer da last fight. - Jake led Luke
to the back.  Through a thick haze of cigarette smoke, Luke caught a
fleeting glimpse of a rooster, furiously flapping his wings as it rose
momentarily above a low wall.  Chicken feathers seemed to be everywhere. 
Men where yelling and stomping on the wooden bleachers.  The noise was
deafening. In the back, they found Jetter with a large brown dog on a short
leash.  The dog was excited and somewhat agitated.  Sissy and Bubba sat on
an unkempt small bed, the bed where Sissy made extra money.   -œJake!  Good
ta see ya, buddy! - gushed Jetter.   -œYa got the money? -  -œSure do. 
Luke, pay the man. - Luke dug into his pocket and counted out five hundred
and fifty dollars.  He just had a little over a hundred dollars left, but
that was a hundred dollars more than he had this morning.   -œFive hundred
fifty dollars, - he said handing the money to Jetter. Jetter counted out
the money.  Satisfied of the amount, he stuffed the wad of bills into his
pocket.  Jetter grinned and looked up at Luke, one eye looking off in the
distance while the other just seemed to roll around in its socket.  -œYa
got a mighty prudy little wife.  Fine looking girl.  Nice, big jugs.  Ah
-(TM)m shore gonna enjoy fuckin -(TM) that one.  Bubba too.  Paw -(TM)ll be
so happy, he won -(TM)t be able to sleep tonight thinking  -~bout get
-(TM)n between her legs. -  -œWhen can ya get started? - asked Jake. 
-œFurst thang Monday morn.  That little girl, she better be thar. -  -œHow
long will it take ya? -  -œTwo, maybe three days, max.  Depending on how
distracted ah git. -  -œDon -(TM)t git distracted til ya finish the job.
-  -œAh -(TM)ll finish da job!  Don -(TM)t worry  -~bout that.  Ya just be
sure she -(TM)s thar.  Ever day.  Neked and waitin -(TM).  Waitin -(TM) and
willin -(TM). -  -œShe -(TM)ll be there. -  -œAnd we want her next
weekend. -  -œAgreed. - Jake nodded to the dog on the leash.   -œNo dogs,
ya hear? - Jetter laughed.   -œAnythang ya say, buddy. - There was a
commotion outside as the fight was over and it was time for the finale. 
Patrons were streaming out.  Those who wanted to see the last fight, queued
up outside the barn.  -œLast fight, - said Jetter.   -œYa boys staying? 
Tonight, it -(TM)ll be on me. - Jake regarded the dog replying,  -œBetter
not.  We need to git going. - Luke turned to Jake.   -œHey, I -(TM)ve
never seen a cock fight!  I wanna stay, Jake.  How  -~bout it? -  -œLuke,
I don -(TM)t -- -  -œHell, I wanna stay, - said Luke emphatically.  
-œWhat -(TM)s the rush? -  -œLet -(TM)m stay, Jake, - laughed Jetter.  
-œBet he ain -(TM)t never seen nuthin like it. -  -œLuke, let -(TM)s just
go. -  -œNo!  God damn it, Jake!  Let -(TM)s stay! - Jake stuck his
tongue into his cheek.   -œIf ya insist. -  -œI insist! -  -œBubba, show
-(TM)em thar seats, - instructed Jetter.   -œWhen yer done, git yer sorry
ass back in here.  Ah don -(TM)t wanna hav -(TM)ta go lookin -(TM) fer ya.
Understand? -  -œAh can do it, Jetter, - whined Bubba.   -œAh can do it.
-

   *****

   Sheriff Reed drove down the dark road for several minutes before turning
off onto another road.  A few minutes later, he turned again, but this time
onto a gravel road.  Around a sharp bend, he turned again into a narrow
gravel road.  About twenty-five yards off the road and around a bend was an
eight-foot tall, industrial quality chain-link gate.  Reed punched in some
numbers on a keypad and the gate rolled open to one-side.  Once the police
cruiser cleared the gate, it began to close.  The narrow gravel road
continued, running a little ways into the woods.  Suddenly an old farmhouse
appeared.  A lone mercury vapor lamp bathed the farmyard with a blue-white
light.  There wasn -(TM)t a single light on inside the house.  Nor was
there a truck or car parked outside.  Other than the harsh floodlight, the
place looked vacant. The sheriff parked the Crown Vic near the light. 
Killing the engine, he stepped out of the car.  Shelly sat watching as the
Sheriff walked around the front of the car.  He opened her door and helped
her out of the car.  The whole thing at the club, being arrested and then
the ride towards town to jail, the chance for deliverance and then the ride
to this place seemed a blur.  She knew that he was big, but now standing
next to the Sheriff and clearly thinking, she had the first realization
just how big he was.  He towered over her by over a foot.  He was
unbelievably broad at the shoulders, yet seemed very trim at the waist. 
-œThis is the permit office? - she naively asked.  -œYes, Ma -(TM)am, -
replied the Sheriff with a smile.   -œIt certainly is. - The sheriff then
held out a small tape recorder.   -œFor the record, Ma -(TM)am, state your
full name, date of birth and Social Security Number. -  -œUh, I don -(TM)t
know what my Social Security Number is. -  -œThen just your full name and
birth date, Ma -(TM)am. -  -œShelly Mattox Blalock, born January 27, 1986.
-  -œThat makes you nineteen? -  -œUh, yes sir! -  -œWhat is your
address, Ms.  Blalock? -  -œUh, let me see, uh, 432 Fifth Street. - 
-œAre you married or single? -  -œI -(TM)m married.  My husband -- - 
-œAnd what is it that you want a permit for? -  -œUh, well, I, uh -- - 
-œDon -(TM)t be shy.  Just state your intentions, Ma -(TM)am. -  -œUh,
well actually -- -  -œDo you want a special permit or not? -  -œYes, yes
I do! -  -œThen answer the question.  For what purpose? -  -œUh,
prostitution? -  -œJust state that you want a special permit to be a
prostitute. -  -œI want a permit, a special permit to be a prostitute. -
-œHave you ever engaged in prostitution? -  -œUh, well -- -  -œHave you
ever fornicated with anyone in exchange for money? - Shelly cringed. 
Prostitute, fornicate, it all sounded so squalid.  Shelly hesitated again,
loath to admit the truth.  -œWell, my husband -- -  -œLet me rephrase the
question, Ma -(TM)am.  Have you ever engaged in sexual activity in exchange
for money or in exchange for goods and services? -  -œUmm, well, sort of.
-  -œYes or no? - asked the sheriff with a hint of irritation.  -œYes, I
suppose. -  -œYou are then in fact a prostitute? -  -œUh, well, I guess.
-  -œYes or no, Mrs.  Blalock. -  -œYes. -  -œYes, what? -  -œYes, I am
a prostitute. -  -œDo you swear by God Almighty that what you have just
stated is the truth? -  -œDo I have to swear to God? -  -œYes.  You don
-(TM)t want there to be any misunderstandings, do you? -  -œNo, I suppose
not. - Shelly took a deep breath.  Fleetingly she pondered what would be
worse, jail and scandal or God -(TM)s displeasure with her for taking such
an oath.   -~Maybe jail wouldn -(TM)t be so bad, -(TM) she considered. 
-œMa -(TM)am, the truth is the truth.  The good Lord doesn -(TM)t have a
problem with the truth, no matter what it is, as long as it is the truth.
Now do you swear to God that the statements you have just given are true?
- Shelly closed her eyes and took another deep breath.   -œYes, - she
whispered expecting to be struck blind on the spot.  -œAnd do you swear to
God that the these statements given by you were given freely and without
coercion? -  -œWithout -- -  -œWithout coercion.  Without being forced
against your will.  -œYes. - The Sheriff turned her around facing the car.
Her ordeal about over, she waited patently for the Sheriff to remove the
handcuffs.  A minute passed and nothing happened.  She turned her head
slightly to see what the Sheriff was doing, but just as she moved, his
powerful hands gripped her shoulders, pushing her towards the right fender
of the police car.  -œAnd now for the fee.  This special permit is good for
only as long as I say it is good.  Understand? -  -œUh, okay. -  -œYou
will have to periodically renew it.  Understand? -  -œUh, yeah -- okay. -
His hands came around her waist to cup her full breasts.   -œYou -(TM)re a
very pretty girl, Shelly.  Well endowed and very pretty.  Such tits!  You
-(TM)ve got some magnificent tits.  Love the rings!  Had -(TM)em long? - 
-œNo.  Just since yesterday. -  -œI really like them.  Do you? -  -œYes.
-  -œThey certainly leave no doubt that you -(TM)re a slut. - Reed pulled
the rings outward,  -œDo you like that? -  -œOwww, please, please don
-(TM)t.  Ohh -- -  -œWhat are you, Shelly? -  -œA, a, a slut? -  -œYes,
you -(TM)re a slut and more.  You -(TM)re a slut-whore, - he hissed in her
ear.  A slut-whore to be used by men.  You like being used? -  -œPlease,
it hurts! -  -œDo you like being used? -  -œOwwww!  Yes!  Yes! - Reed
released her nipple rings.  She felt his hands rub over her sore tits and
then side down to her stomach, to her back, across her garter belt and then
to her exposed ass.   -œI like your sense of fashion, Shelly.  Provides
very good access to your goods and wares.  Again, it doesn -(TM)t leave any
doubt about who and what you are, now does it? -  -œNo, I suppose not. -
-œNo, it doesn -(TM)t.  I like it.  I like it a lot -- You -(TM)ve got a
nice ass.  A very, very nice ass.  Do your men friends fuck you in the ass?
- Without waiting for a reply he snorted,  -œI -(TM)m sure they do. - She
felt his finger on her anus.   -œTell me slut, do you like to be ass
fucked? -  -œYes, - Shelly replied softly.  -œI figured as much.  That
-(TM)s good.  It really doesn -(TM)t matter if a whore likes it or not, but
if you like it, so much the better. -  -œOh, - she chirped as his finger
bore into her cum lubricated asshole.  -œYou -(TM)re already loose and
slippery.  You get ass fucked tonight? -  -œYes, - she whispered.  -œAt P
-(TM)Willy -(TM)s -- in public? -  -œYes. - His finger abruptly left her
ass.   -œStay right there, whore, and don -(TM)t move. - Reed moved away
and opened the back door of the cruiser.  Shelly stayed right where she
was, afraid to make any move at all.  The Sheriff who was so authoritative
at first had then turned very compassionate, even nice -- now he was acting
mean.  His polite referrals to her as  -~Ma -(TM)am -(TM) or  -~Ms. 
Blalock -(TM) had suddenly turned to  -~slut -(TM) and  -~whore -(TM).  It
was the same things Jake called her, but for some reason it was just
different.  How mean could he be?  She too had heard the stories about him
and had roundly applauded the results of his work.  A sense of panic began
to fill her.  Shelly reasoned that he could be very mean and she feared the
worse. She didn -(TM)t hear him come up behind her and when he put his
strong hands on her shoulders, she jumped with a start.  Again his hands
went around her waist and up to her tits.  Bodily he pushed her against the
cold metal of the car fender, while simultaneously pulling her against him.
Shelly instantly felt the skin-to-skin contact.  Opening her palms she
pressed her cuffed hands as best she could into the bare skin of his
incredibly hard abdomen.  There was only a thin layer of skin and then
hard, hard muscle.  Pressing his groin into her buttocks, Shelly felt his
hot bare cock nestle flat into her butt cleft.  Almost instinctively she
widened her stance while pressing and grinding her buttocks against his
cock.  It felt enormous.   -~God!  He -(TM)s even bigger than Big Mike!
-(TM) she judged.  She had no illusions as to what was about to happen. 
She had known what would happen as soon as he made his spiel about a
special permit.  Now that the time was at hand, she felt an uncontrollable
urge for him to take her.  He grabbed her by the back of the neck and bent
Shelly forward onto the warm hood of the car, her hands stilled handcuffed
behind her back.  -œYou want this bad.  Don -(TM)t you? - he said holding
her down while rubbing his cock into her derriÃ"re.   -œTell me what you
want, whore.  Go on, slut, tell me what you want. -  -œFuck me, - she
hissed.  -œSay it louder. -  -œFuck me! -  -œLouder, slut! -  -œFUCK ME!
PLEASE FUCK ME! - she screamed.   -œI need you to fuck me.  Please! - 
-œWhere do you want to be fucked? -  -œMy pussy.  Please fuck my pussy. -
 -œI thought you liked ass fucking. -  -œI do, but -- please fuck my
pussy. You -(TM)re too big. -  -œToo big?  Bullshit! -  -œPlease, do me
in my pussy! - It was only then, while begging the Sheriff to fuck her
that she realized something.  Luke had not told her to fuck him.  Luke hadn
-(TM)t said,  -œShelly, I want you to fuck him, - and neither had Jake as
his proxy told her to do this.  Sheriff or not, he was still a total
stranger.  She had said,  -œFuck me.  Please, fuck me. - She had said, 
-œI want a special permit. - She had spread her legs apart and invited him
to screw her.  Of all the men she had fucked this week, she had always done
so because Luke had told her to fuck them.  It wasn -(TM)t permission per
se, but it was always at his direction.  There had been no sin on her soul
because she had simply done what her husband had required her to do.  But
now she was wantonly humping back into the cock of another man, a total
stranger, eager for him to copulate with her.  Her mind reeled with the
implications.  It might be okay with Luke.  It might be what he wanted her
to do, but still, he hadn -(TM)t told her to do it.  She had decided to do
it, and in doing so, she knew that she had crossed the line into
sinfulness. She felt his massive head fill the entire area of her pudenda.
-~He -(TM)ll never fit! -(TM) she thought as pressure built between her
legs.  She tried to stand upright and somehow call the whole thing off. 
Going to jail was nothing compared to losing her soul.   -œNo, please! -
The massive head spread her lips apart.   -œNo, please, ungh!  I -- I can
-(TM)t -- do -- ohhhhh!  Stop!  Ohhhh! - She felt her pussy stretch like
never before as the log-like dick somehow pushed inside her.   -œMy husband
-- ohhhhh -- oh -- oh -- oh, my god, oh, my god -- - Her pleadings were
ignored as the sheriff penetrated her slowly. Balls deep and pressing
against her cervix, the sheriff ground his thick cock into her until her
discomfort meddled into incredible pleasure and his new whore moaned in
salacious pleasure,  -œOh, my god -- oh -- oh, yes -- oh, yes -- That feels
sooooo goooood!  Ohhhh, gawd yesssssss! -

   *****

   Looking about the arena with the seats nearly filled, Luke took another
swig of his beer.  He had been peppering Jake with an endless stream of
questions about cock fighting ever since they had taken their front row
seats.  Jake seemed strangely silent and somewhat evasive.  Luke couldn
-(TM)t figure it out.   -~What -(TM)s the big deal?  It -(TM)s just two
roosters! -(TM) Then Bubba came through a low door and paraded around the
ring wearing what appeared to be a bathrobe.  He was grinning ear-to-ear
and gesturing wildly with his hands.  In return the crowd hooted derisive
insults at him.  Then came Sissy.  She too wore a bathrobe, but rather than
parade around, she waddled directly off to one corner.  Even in a bathrobe
it obvious that she was with child.  She stepped up on a stool, and then
with some difficulty, climbed up on a low shelf about four feet off the
ground. Jetter entered the arena next.  Going to Sissy -(TM)s corner, he
removed the stepping stool.  rThen he went to Bubba -(TM)s corner and sat
the stepping stool down.  Bubba stepped up and climbed onto the tiny shelf
in his corner.  After completely removing the stool from the arena, Jetter
came back in carrying a bandana in each hand, a red one and a green one. 
He held the two bandanas high in the air.  Then he pointed the red bandana
towards his sister.  The crowd let up a half-hearted cheer.  He pointed the
red one towards his retarded brother.  Again the crowd cheered
half-heartedly.  He pointed the green towards his sister and got a good
response.  Pointing the green to his brother there was only a faint
response.  The mattered settled, Jetter handed his sister the green bandana
and the handed his half-wit brother the red.  -œJake, what in the hell is
this all about? - asked Luke.  -œThe roosters have ribbons tied to their
legs.  One red, one green.  Sissy is paired with the green tonight. - 
-œWhat?  What for? - Jake didn -(TM)t answer. Bubba tied the red bandana
around his neck and discarded his bathrobe.  The heckling was intense, as
he stood nude on the shelf.   -œWhat the fuck! - exclaimed Luke laughing
at the chubby and naked retard covered with tattoos of cartoon characters.
Sissy tied the green around her neck and then discarded her robe.  The
crowd cheered as she stood nude and eight months pregnant.  She too had a
few tats, the most prominent of which were the starbursts centered on her
distended navel and her pendulous breasts.   -œWhoa! - exclaimed Luke in
true amazement.   -œWould ya look at that!  Jeeze!  She -(TM)s  -~bout to
pop! - Paw Paw Quibly and Jetter then entered the arena, each with a
rooster.  Holding their birds by the legs, they hoisted the critters high
in the air accompanied by the furious beating of their wings. A general
uproar then ensued, with bets being placed at an incredibly fast pace. 
Bookies quickly worked the stands taking bets.  After the evening was over,
the bookies would split their evening take with Paw Paw.  Luke looked about
confused.  On a whim, he put ten dollars on Green.  Jake rubbed his
forehead.  He knew that when this was all over, he -(TM)d have a lot of
explaining to do.  He didn -(TM)t know how to even begin to explain to Luke
what they were about to witness. The betting over, Jetter and Paw Paw
thrust the two roosters together, infuriating the fighting cocks.  Once the
birds were sufficiently enraged at each other, Jetter and Paw Paw released
the birds.  Immediately the two cocks went after it, each slashing at the
other with their leg spurs, each dodging the attack of the other.  Feathers
were flying as the two roosters fought it out.  The shouting became an
unbearable din.  Soon fresh blood streaked the dirt floor of the arena.  It
looked as if red had an advantage over green, but suddenly green made a
slashing attack that hit home.  Red fought for a minute more, his life
-(TM)s blood flying about onto the dirt and onto the wooden walls.  Green
hit home again and again until red staggered and ceased his fruitless
attacks.  In a fit of uncoordinated movements, red thrashed about in his
death throes. While the bets were quickly settled, Jetter quickly captured
the winning bird and whisked him away.  A barefoot boy ran out and fetched
the dead fighting cock.  There would be plenty of chickens for the Quiblys
-(TM) pot tomorrow.  Two more boys quickly spread a white powder onto the
floor while the first boy returned, manning a rake and working the blood
into the dirt floor along with the white powder.  As the boys were
finishing their work, the men in the stands began stomping feet. Bam!  Bam!
Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam! 
Bam! Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!
Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam! 
Bam! Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!
Bam!  Bam! Luke turned to Jake.   -œWhat in the fuck -(TM)s goin -(TM) on?
-  -œYou -(TM)ll see, - is all that Jake replied.   -œYa sure ya don
-(TM)t wanna go? -  -œHell, no!  What -(TM)s with ya man?  What in hell is
goin -(TM) on? - Getting no answers from Jake, Luke turned back to the
arena.  Bubba was now sitting on his shelf, swinging his feet like a little
kid.  Sissy however, was awkwardly clambering down from her perch.  The
stomping ended only to be replaced with whistles and shouts as Sissy moved
to the center of the arena.  For the next minute or so, she stood in the
center, smiling a toothy grin while rubbing her belly and hefting her
swollen tits. A hush fell as the doorway opened and large brown dog trotted
into the ring.  The dog went immediately to her, circling and sniffing. 
Sissy spread her legs apart so that he could sniff and then lick her
crotch. The dog became increasing agitated, circling and sniffing, circling
and licking as his red prong extended from it -(TM)s sheath.  Suddenly he
jumped up on her back.  Sissy went to her knees and then all fours.  A
cheer went up as the dog mounted her.  -œOh, my god! - exclaimed Luke.  
-œHoly fuck!  Ya gotta be funkin -(TM) kiddin -(TM) me! -

   *****

   Moaning, sweating, panting and convulsing with primal passion, Shelly
thrust her hips back, driving the Sheriff -(TM)s large cock into her needy
vagina as deep as she could.  For a good forty minutes he had been fucking
her hard, savagely hard, his pendulous testicles slapping the back of her
quivering thighs.  Every five minutes or so, he would pause, ease his
tingling dick from her cunt, and soundly spank her until she cried for
mercy.  Then he -(TM)d pound her savagely again until he pulled out to once
again slap her ass until it burned.  Again her body stiffened.  Again her
legs shuddered to the point of nearly giving way.  Again her ass muscles
clinched and pulsed.  Again her poor cunt clenched down on his wonderful,
yet punishing rod.  Again she was filled with an overwhelming pleasure
bordering on tortured agony.  His engorged cock swelled, pulsating as his
potent sperm flooded into her cunt, triggering within her yet another
orgasmic cycle.  Hyperventilating, she passed out.  When she came to, he
was still inside her.  His cock had shrunk appreciably, but semi-erect it
still filled her.  Automatically Shelly ground her ass into his crotch, and
in doing so, his spent dick slithered out of her cum soaked cunt.  -œYou
want more? - he growled breathlessly.   -œI -(TM)ll give you more, slut!
- Grabbing a handful of hair, he pulled her upright.  Shelly felt a river
of cum stream down her thighs, and felt the cool night air fill her gapping
pussy.  He grabbed the handcuffs.  Expecting him to yank her aching arms
upright, Shelly braced herself for the pain.  Instead she was spun around.
Immediately the Sheriff -(TM)s hands were on her, squeezing and mauling her
tits.  Grasping her nipple rings, he applied a steady downward pressure. 
Shelly cried out as she sank to her knees.  Once she was down, he released
her rings.  -œSuck me, slut.  Suck me good.  Get me hard and I -(TM)ll fuck
you again. - Shelly immediately began licking his wet, dripping dick,
slurping up the juices of their recent union.  Licking and sucking on the
surface of his great shaft, Shelly did a yeoman -(TM)s job of cleansing his
dick.  Kissing up the flaccid shaft, she sucked in the massive head when
she finally reached it.   -~He -(TM)s wonderful, -(TM) she thought as she
passionately mouthed his cock.   -~You can fuck me anytime, Mister. -(TM)
Stuffed with a mouthful of cock, she stifled a giggle as she realized that
from now on, he was going to do just that, fuck her whenever he wanted. 
What could she do about it?  What could Luke do about it?  Sheriff Reed was
the law and he was going to fuck her whether Luke approved or not. 
Immediately she felt a pang of guilt for wanting it so much.  With her lips
surrounding the large caliber cock she smiled as another thought occurred
to her; Luke did approve, even if only indirectly.  She wouldn -(TM)t be
here now if Luke hadn -(TM)t whored her out for roof money.  And since Luke
had approved, she was free to enjoy being used by this well endowed man
without losing her soul to the devil. Comforted by the knowledge that she
wasn -(TM)t going to hell in her afterlife for something her husband had
done, Shelly lost herself in the pleasure of sucking the big cock, in the
process cramming as much of his meat into her mouth as she could.  Suddenly
she realized that the cock had swollen deep in her throat, swollen so much
that she was having difficulties breathing.  She tried to pull off, but the
Sheriff held her head in his powerful grip as his dick continued to engorge
with blood.  -œMmmmphh, - she murmured.   -œMmmmphh! - she grunted with
an increasing sense of urgency.   -œMmmmphh!!  Mmmmphh!!!  Mmmmphh!!!! -
The Sheriff, enjoying the increasingly desperate vibrations of her throat
around his cock, held her head firmly.  Shelly struggled, but still
handcuffed, she was powerless to do anything as it became impossible to
breathe at all.   -œMmmphh -- Mmmm -- Mmph. - Her desperate grunts became
weaker and weaker until she slipped into unconsciousness. The next thing
she knew, her head felt like it was being jabbed with thousands of needles
and pins.  Slowly she came about, crumpled at the feet of her abuser.  Not
even realizing that her hands had been released, Shelly gripped her aching
head with her hands.  Slowly her eyes focused on the large bare feet, just
inches from her face.  Looking up, she saw the big man towering over her,
stroking the biggest dick she -(TM)d ever seen.  -œGet up, whore! - he
commanded.   -œGet yer ass up! - he repeated with a gentle, but firm nudge
with his foot.   -œI -(TM)m not finished with you yet. - With a helping
hand from the Sheriff, Shelly struggled to her feet.  As soon as she was on
her feet, he pushed back against his car.  He lifted her left leg, placing
her foot on the fender.  Wrapping his left arm around her waist to help her
balance, the Sheriff moved in close enough that his dick was touching her
spread open pussy.  Grasping his cock with his free hand, he rubbed the
massive head all across her puffy vulva. Shelly grasped his broad shoulders
while he stirred his cock head around her seeping cunt, reigniting the fire
of her arousal.   -œDoes that feel good? - he whispered.  -œOh, yes, -
she moaned.  -œHow good does it feel? -  -œVery, very good. -  -œDo you
want some more? -  -œOh, yes, - she whispered as her passion built. 
-œWhat do you want more of? -  -œYour dick.  I want more of your big dick.
-  -œYou like big dicks? -  -œYes, - she panted as his glans parted her
nether lips.  -œDoes your husband have a big dick? -  -œNot as big as you.
- Raking his cock head in her slit he asked,  -œIs that why you -(TM)re a
whore? -  -œNooo.  My husband -- he needs the money. -  -œYour husband
whores you out? -  -œYes. -  -œDo you enjoy being a whore? -  -œYes, -
she honestly replied.   -œSo, how do you want my big dick? -  -œIn my
pussy, - she hissed.  -œYou like my big dick in your pussy? -  -œYesssss,
- she hissed while trying to push him in.  -œTell me what you are, Shelly.
-  -œI -(TM)m a whore. -  -œNo, you -(TM)re a slut-whore. -  -œI -(TM)m
a slut-whore. -  -œTell me what you want, slut. -  -œI want your dick.  I
want your dick in my pussy, - she whispered.  -œLouder, slut. -  -œI want
your dick in my pussy! - she screamed into the night air.  -œSay, 
-~please -(TM). -  -œPlease! -  -œPlease, what? -  -œOh, god -- just
fuck me, you bastard!  Please, fuck me. -  -œMy pleasure, whore, - he
grunted as he shoved his massive cock up into her.  -œUgh! - she groaned
as her belly was filled.   -œOh, yes, you wonderful bastard.  Yesss! -
*****  -œDear sweet Jesus, - Luke muttered in disbelief as he watched the
pregnant woman being fucked by a dog.   -œDamn!  That -(TM)s the old man
-(TM)s daughter? -  -œYeah.  First girl I ever screwed. -  -œYa screwed
her here? -  -œNot at first, but later on -- yeah, I screwed her here. 
Right out there. -  -œDamn! -  -œIt was a job, - deadpanned Jake.  
-œDidn -(TM)t pay much, but it sure was fun! -  -œThis is sick! - Luke
was surprised when Jake reached over, grabbed his cock and gave him a
squeeze.  -œHey! -  -œYer hard dick says ya like what ya see, - said Jake
with a laugh.  -œLet go! -  -œI will when ya admit it. -  -œDamn it,
Jake, somebody might see ya! -  -œFuck -(TM) em!  They -(TM)ll just think
that yer queer.  Now, tell me the truth. -  -œOkay, okay.  I do like it,
but it -(TM)s still pretty sick! - Jake released Luke -(TM)s dick.  
-œSay, ain -(TM)t this against the law? -  -œProbably.  Old man Quibly
says it -(TM)s  -~entertainment -(TM).  Yer being entertained, ain -(TM)t
ya? -  -œYeah.  I guess I am. -  -œThen yer sick too, - said Jake with a
laugh. The dog apparently had finished in her and was trying to dismount,
but his knot was still stuck up Sissy -(TM)s snatch.  While the dog
struggled to free himself, Bubba paraded about shaking his dick.  The crowd
began stomping the bleachers again. Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam! 
Bam! Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!
Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  -œNow what? - asked Luke with a grin
of anticipation. Stark naked, Bubba circled about before approaching his
sister who was still joined to the dog.  A cheer went from the crowd as
soon as Bubba -(TM)s stream of piss began slashing on Sissy -(TM)s back.  
-œAw, Jesus! - bemoaned Luke.  Bubba pushed his preggo sister with his
foot and she fell onto her back, dislodging the dog -(TM)s cock from her
cunt.   -œAw, fuck! - moaned Luke in disbelief of what he was witnessing.
The brown mutt wandered off to the side to lick his dick while Bubba
continued to soak his sister in urine.  -œI don -(TM)t believe this shit!
- Bubba -(TM)s piss stream dwindled to a trickle and the crowd began
stomping the bleachers again while Bubba paraded about triumphantly. To his
horror, Luke realized that next weekend, this could be his wife rather than
the Quibly woman.   -œHey!  They ain -(TM)t gonna do this to Shelly?  Are
they? -  -œI doubt it, - replied Jake.  He was somewhat surprised that it
had taken Luke so long to ask that question.   -œLook, the Quibly -(TM)s --
they -(TM)re not exactly -- -  -œI wanna call off the deal. -  -œYa
already paid the money!  Jetter ain -(TM)t gonna give it back. -  -œI don
-(TM)t care.  They ain -(TM)t doing that to Shelly! -  -œWho said they
were? -  -œI got eyes! -  -œLook, the Quibly -(TM)s may look stupid, but
the old man and Jetter have a good sense of business.  Now, take a good
look, - said Jake pointing to Sissy.  She had gotten to her feet, covered
in piss, dirt and chicken feathers.   -œWould you pay good money to fuck
that? -  -œHell, no! -  -œNeither would anyone else -- Well, some will,
but -- -  -œI don -(TM)t see yer point. -  -œShelly.  Who would pay to
fuck her after that? -  -œWhadda mean? - Another cheer went up from the
crowd as a young girl entered the arena with Paw Paw Quibly.   -œSee her?
- asked Jake.  -œYeah. -  -œWould ya pay to fuck her? -  -œYeah, I
suppose.  Kinda young ain -(TM)t she? -  -œYeah, fourteen, if I recollect.
- Standing behind the girl, the old man announced over the PA system, 
-œThis here cunt -(TM)s my granddaughter, Sue Ann. - Bam!  Bam!  Bam! 
Bam! Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  -œI think they like ya,
darling. - Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam! 
Bam!  -œPurdy little thang, ain -(TM)t she? - Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!
Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  -œLet me ask ya this, - continued the
old man.   -œWho wants -(TM)t see some young tittie pie? - Bam!  Bam! 
Bam! Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!
Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam! Once the din faded to a few
catcalls, the old man looked over her shoulder and said,  -œI think they
wanna see yer tits, Sue Ann. - Sue Ann drawled into her own cordless
headset,  -œAh don -(TM)t know, Paw Paw.  There -(TM)s sooo many strange
men out thar. -  -œWell, Honeypot, they paid good money to see yer tits.
Later, some just might pay good money ta get ta know ya better. - Bam! 
Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  -œI think ya
oughtta show these good people what ya got for sale this evening, darling.
- Paw Paw grasped the tails of her t-shirt and pulled it over her head. 
The crowd went wild once her developing mounds were barred for all to see.
Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!
Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam! 
Bam! Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!
Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam! The demonstration continued while her
Paw Paw lewdly felt her up. Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!
Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam! 
Bam! Bam! The noise died down.  Paw Paw -(TM)s hands slid down from her
budding breasts to her slim waist and the to the button and zipper of her
cutoff jeans.  There was a strange hush as Paw Paw folded back the flaps of
her unzipped fly.  Slowly, his gnarled hand descended into her shorts. 
With a showman -(TM)s flair, he rubbed his granddaughter -(TM)s pussy with
an exaggerated motion. Paw Paw stopped stroking her.  With his hand buried
in her shorts, he looked about at the crowd.   -œWho wants to see some
young pussy? - Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!
Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam! 
Bam! Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!
Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam! Save for a few stray
shouts and whistles, the crowd quieted.  Slowly, Paw Paw pulled her shorts
down off her hips until they fell by gravity to her ankles.  The crowd once
again roared its collective approval. Stepping out of her shorts, she
flippantly kicked them through the air.  Nude, the young girl did a slow
pirouette to give everyone an eyeful from all angles.  After her second
revolution, she stopped facing away from her grandfather.  Once again the
old man -(TM)s hands came around her hips.  One went to her tit and the
other went to her sex.   -œThat feels so good, Paw Paw, - she said as the
old man fingered her.   -œMake me cum, Paw Paw, make me cum. - Paw Paw
-(TM)s hand vigorously stoked her hairless cunt.  Sue Ann spread her legs
further, bending her knees slightly as she rose onto the balls of her feet,
squirming in pleasure.  Within a minute she began squealing with an
ever-increasing intensity, as she expertly faked an orgasm.  It wasn -(TM)t
that Paw Paw couldn -(TM)t get her off, he did that regularly; there simply
wasn -(TM)t enough time for the real thing.  The crowd couldn -(TM)t care
less if the orgasm was faked or not, as they were now anticipating the
grand finale. Luke was surprised when everyone began clapping rather than
stomping their feet.  Paw Paw made show of smelling his fingers and then
licked her juices off from his digits.  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!
Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  -œNow for tonight -(TM)s drawing! - announced the
lecherous old sod.   -œThe lucky winner gets a chance to fuck this young
girl, right here, right now! - Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam! 
Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam! 
Bam! Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!
Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam! One
of Sissy -(TM)s younger boys ran out into the arena with a bowl filled with
tickets.  -œThis here -(TM)s my grandson, Kyle.  Kyle, tell me, what do ya
want to do when ya get bigger? - Without hesitation the boy gave the
practiced answer.   -œWhen I get bigger, - the young boy said grabbing his
crotch,  -œI wanna fuck Sue Ann! -  -œBut she -(TM)s your sister. -  -œI
-(TM)m gonna fuck mama too! - The crowd roared in laughter, knowing full
well that the boy had already fucked both of them, in the arena for their
entertainment.  It was one reason why everyone eagerly anted up for the
late show, weekend after weekend.  You just never knew who Paw Paw would
pair up to put on a depraved show.  -œAlright, Kyle, hold the bowl up as
high as ya can.  Good boy!  We want an honest drawing.   -œSue Ann, time to
pick yer man. - Sue Ann reached into the bowl, selected and discarded a
two tickets before extracting her hand with the winning ticket.   -œAnd the
winner is -- five -- two -- eight -- five.  Five, two, eight, five. - A
hoop went up high in the bleachers.   -œDo we have a winner? - A fat man
waving his ticket, scrambled out of his seat shouting,  -œYes!  I won! - 
-œWell, come on down, my friend, and collect yer winnings! - While they
waited for the fat man to get down to the arena, little Kyle got behind his
older sister.  Sue Ann squatted, placing her hands on her knees while her
little brother wallowed his face between her butt cheeks.  Meanwhile two
more boys rolled in an upright wheel of the type used in the old west and
on Wheel of Fortune. After a minute or two, the fat man waddled out into
the arena and handed Paw Paw Quibly his winning ticket.  -œWe have a match!
- declared the old man after examining both ticket stubs.   -œNow, John,
you -(TM)ve been coming here for how many years?  A long time, so I know
that you know how to play this game.  Ya spin the wheel to determine what
sex act ya get to perform with my granddaughter, and ya gotta do it right
here so all these good folks get their money -(TM)s worth.   -œNow, she
-(TM)s fourteen and in this state that means she old enough to give her
consent, besides, I know for a fact the Sheriff ain -(TM)t coming here
tonight.  Maybe he -(TM)ll sneak over tomorrow while most folks are in
church, but not tonight. - The crowd burst out laughing.  -œNow, if ya
lucky, ya get to fuck her.  And ya can -(TM)t fuck her with all yer clothes
on -- so get to it. - John, knowing that he should have already stripped,
began removing his clothes, aware that Paw Paw had a habit of humiliating a
winner who was slow on the uptake.  Thankfully the old bastard held his
tongue and soon John stood before the gathered crowd in his birthday suit,
standing as tall as he could so that his flabby belly looked smaller. 
-œHey, Paw Paw! - called Kyle as he removed his face from his sister
-(TM)s ass.   -œHe -(TM)s got tits bigger than Sue Ann! - The crowd roared
in laughter.  Humiliated, John felt his face burn with embarrassment.  
-œMind yer manners boy, before I let him fuck ya just for the fun of it!  C
-(TM)mer ya little squirt! - Kyle walked up to his grandpa wondering what
stunt the old man might pull. Paw Paw sniffed the boy -(TM)s face and
declared,  -œYa smell like shit, boy!  Better go an brush yer teeth! -
Again the crowd laughed and John laughed with them, happy that any further
comments on his physique would not come from the little boy. The boy
scampered away.  Paw Paw turned to the obese man standing naked before
everyone.   -œOkay, John, spin the wheel! - John gave the wheel a spin.
Click.  Click.  Click.  Click.  Click.  Click.  Click.  Click.  Click. 
Click.  Click.  Click.  Click.  Click.  Click.  Click.  Click.  Click. 
Click.  Click.  Click.  Click.  Click.  Click.  Click.  Click.  Click. 
Click.  Click.  Click.  Click.  Click.  Click.  Click.  Click.  Click. 
Click.  Click.  Finally the wheel stopped.  A collective moan of
disappointment filled the hall as it landed on a black square.  -œOhhhhh,
that -(TM)s too bad, John.  Ya don -(TM)t get to fuck her.  Ya don -(TM)t
even get a blowjob!  But -- ya can jackoff on her tits! - John held up his
hands, taking a pass on the whole thing.  -œNot so fast, John.  If ya can
cum in less than two minutes, ya get to take another spin. - John paused
and thought about that.  He might get to fuck her after all, and that
-(TM)d save him a hundred bucks later that night.  -œAre ya ready, John? -
 -œWait!  Lemme get hard! -  -œFair enough.  Ya got a minute ta get it up.
- John began diddling himself.  He tried to concentrate of getting an
erection, but he could hear the snickering in the stands.  He shut his eyes
and wanked his limp pud.  -œYer two minutes starts -- now! -  -œAh, fuck!
- John cursed as his organ remained stubbornly wilted.  The snickering
began to grow into laughter.  Flustered, John began regretting ever buying
a ticket.   -œShit! - he cursed filled with embarrassment of his lack of
virility.   -~Why couldn -(TM)t the old bastard keep the game simple
tonight? -(TM) he lamented as he futilely stroked away.  -œOne minute. -
John desperately beat his reluctant meat.  Finally he was rewarded with a
growing stiffening.   -œTime! - called out the old man.  -œFuck!  Mother
fuck! - cursed John who was now not only frustrated, but was also
thoroughly humiliated.  At that moment he didn -(TM)t know if he would ever
show his face here again. Paw Paw, well aware that he was on the verge of
losing a good, steady customer, changed the rules on the spot.  -œYa
nervous, John? -  -œYeah. -  -œI thought so.  I know that ya can get it
up.  I -(TM)ve seen that pecker of yers hard too many times.  Ya ain -(TM)t
impotent.  Did the snickering get to ya? -  -œYeah. -  -œI thought so. 
Hell, if I had a bunch of fellas snickering at me, I don -(TM)t know if I
could -(TM)ve gotten it up, either.  Tell ya what.  Why don -(TM)t we let
this girl suck on that wiener?  That oughta get it hard.  -œSue Ann!  C
-(TM)mere darling!  Ole Mr.  John needs yer help.  Be a good girl and suck
him off. - Sue Ann smiled to her audience and sank to her knees.  Hefting
his ball sack in one hand, her lips engulfed the fat man -(TM)s pecker
while his gut rested on the top of her head. Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!
Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  Bam!  The
riotous stomping, cheering and heckling continued during the entire act of
fellatio.  When the first jet of cum shot into her mouth, Sue Ann pulled
off, taking the remaining pulses in the face and across her budding
breasts. The stomping stopped and a rousing applause filled the makeshift
arena.  Once Mr.  John was spent, Sue Ann rubbed his cum into her tits
before lewdly licking her fingers.  Her Paw Paw beamed, secure in the
knowledge that he would make plenty of money off of his granddaughter after
the show. Jake turned to Luke.   -œThat -(TM)s what they -(TM)ll have
Shelly do.  Well, not exactly, but sumpthin -(TM) similar. -  -œNo dogs?
-  -œNo dogs.  There -(TM)ll be a dozen men waiting in line to fuck that
little whore tonight, maybe two or three waiting for a cheap blowjob from
her mama.  Don -(TM)t make good economic sense to have a dog fuck Shelly.
Damages the goods. -  -œYa mean -- Hey, the deal was for her to fuck them,
not everybody else! -  -œRelax, Luke.  We have a fair deal. -  -œWhat
deal? -  -œIt -(TM)ll be a 50-50 split. -  -œWhat happened to 25-75 like
at P-Willy -(TM)s? -  -œI gotta give -~em some incentive, Luke.  No
incentive and -- here comes Fido. -

   *****

   Lovingly laving the big cock that had given her so much pleasure, Shelly
saw the sweeping motion from the headlights of an approaching vehicle well
before she heard the crunching noise of tires and gravel.  The crunching
stopped and the headlights went off, followed by the sound of a car door
slamming. Sheriff Reed backed away, but Shelly was reluctant to release his
cock from her oral embrace.  Pushing her off his cock, he exclaimed, 
-œDamn!  Don -(TM)t you ever get enough?  Jake Stringer was right about
you; you -(TM)re one hot piece of ass.  Enthusiastic too. - Shelly heard
approaching footsteps and turned to see the smartly uniformed deputy. 
-œHal, this whore is Shelly Blalock.  Caught her in the act working without
a permit at P-Willy -(TM)s.  She -(TM)s rectified the permit problem, but
there -(TM)s still the matter of Publicly Lewd and Lascivious Behavior. 
Now rather than jail time, I -(TM)ve decided it would be more appropriate
for her to repay her debt to society by performing twenty-four hours of
community service.  -œNow, Ms.  Blalock, you don -(TM)t have to do all
twenty-four hours at one time.  We can break it up.  A few hours here, an
hour there. - Shelly looked up at the Sheriff and to the deputy, a
strapping Blackman who was grinning so broadly that his teeth seemed to be
glowing.   -œUh, what is it that I -(TM)m to do? - she asked cautiously. 
-œSimple.  Just do what you do best; perform lewd and lascivious acts with
my deputies.  They -(TM)re public servants and none of them can afford a
pretty whore like you.  Should be easy for you.  It -(TM)s either that or
jail time, darling.  It -(TM)s your body, so it -(TM)s all up to you, Ms.
Blalock. - Shelly thought for a moment.  No way was she going to jail and
have her name dragged through the mud, but -- Luke wouldn -(TM)t like it --
maybe he would, but with a Negro?  Then she remembered the Blackman who won
her at P-Willy -(TM)s.  Luke didn -(TM)t stop that.  He just stood by
watching as the black guy took her.  She looked back to the deputy who was
already unbuttoning his shirt.  He wasn -(TM)t particularly handsome, but
then again he wasn -(TM)t as downright ugly as the black fellow at P-Willy
-(TM)s.  Her thoughts began to drift off, wondering what sort of equipment
the deputy was hiding in his pants.  -œWell? - Shelly -(TM)s musings were
interrupted by the gravely voice of the Sheriff.   -œUmmm, what did you
say? -  -œPay attention, Ms.  Blalock.  Do you agree to the terms for your
release or do I haul that fine ass of yours off to jail. -  -œYes.  That
-(TM)ll be fine. -  -œWhat -(TM)s fine?  Be clear, Ms.  Blalock, -
demanded the Sheriff.   -œI don -(TM)t want any misunderstandings.  You don
-(TM)t want any misunderstandings. -  -œI agree. -  -œYou agree to plead
guilty and accept the twenty-four hours of pubic service in lieu of jail
time? -  -œYes.  I -(TM)ll do it.  My husband -- - Ignoring her rambling
explanation, the Sheriff turned his attention to his deputy.   -œHal, I
-(TM)ll pick her up in a few hours.  Every man on duty gets a thirty-minute
break with her.  Off duty officers -- no time limits.  Understand?  You are
to remain here the entire time and supervise her community service.  Call
me when you men are finished.   -œNow, I want to be clear about this,
Deputy.  You and the other guys can fuck her as much as you want, but I don
-(TM)t want any bruises or other marks on her body.  Do I make myself
clear? The governor will be in town in few weeks to present the department
the State Public Safety Award.  I -(TM)m sure he -(TM)ll want to visit with
Ms.  Blalock when he -(TM)s in town, so there had better not be any
bruises. -  -œYes, suh! -



   Chapter 15 - New Toys for the Boys

   Returning home after the cockfight, the boys discover a mÃ(C)lange de
trio in progress at the Stringers.

   It was well past midnight when Jake pulled his truck up to the curb in
front of his house.   -œI need to check on, Shelly, - remarked Luke with a
slur as he stepped out onto the curb.  -œShe -(TM)s probably ain -(TM)t
home yet, - knowingly stated Jake.  -œI thought ya said the Sheriff was
gonna drop her off here. -  -œHe will -- when he -(TM)s damned good and
ready. -  -œWell, I -(TM)m gonna check anyway.  Ya comin -(TM) or ain
-(TM)t ya? - The two men entered the Blalock house.  Save for a light
coming from the kitchen, the house was dark.  Luke checked the kitchen
first and not finding his wife there, he checked the bedroom.  -œShe ain
-(TM)t here! -  -œNo shit, genius!  She -(TM)s still under arrest, -
chuckled Jake.  -œShe ain -(TM)t really in jail, is she? -  -œNaw, -
replied Jake from the living room with a smirk.   -œDon -(TM)t worry about
her, Luke.  If she is, we -(TM)ll get her out in the mornin -(TM).  But I
suspect that she -(TM)ll be along in a short while. - Jake heard Luke
mumble something and then excitedly call out,  -œHey Jake!  Come check this
out! - Jake stepped into the Blalock -(TM)s darkened bedroom.  A light was
on in his bedroom next door, illuminating a mÃ(C)lange de trios.  -œWell,
well, well, looks like we stumbled onto girl -(TM)s night, - whispered
Jake with a snicker.  -œWho -(TM)s that? - asked Luke.  -œThe preggo? -
asked Jake referring to the obviously very pregnant woman lying on her
back. She was pulling on her swollen tits while another figure was munching
her cunt.   -œThat -(TM)s gotta be -- yeah, it -(TM)s Toni -(TM)s friend,
Meagan. - Jake chuckled adding,  -œSee that belly?  Cunt keeps sayin -(TM)
that I knocked her up.  But hell, it could -(TM)ve been just  -~bout
anybody. -  -œI recognize her from this afternoon, - replied Luke.  
-œBut, who -(TM)s Toni reamin -(TM) with that big ole dildo of hers? - 
-œI dunno -- Can -(TM)t make her out -- Say, I gotta idea.  -œYa wanna come
over? - With a wide grin the big man added,  -œWhatcha say we fill them
lesbo-slut -(TM)s cuntholes with some genuine man dick. -  -œI ain -(TM)t
never screwed no pregnant lady. -  -œShe ain -(TM)t no lady! - snickered
Jake.   -œShe -(TM)s a fuckin -(TM) tramp-slut! -

   *****

   Jake and Luke slipped out of the Blalock house through the back and
entered the Stringer house through the kitchen.  Like two little kids up to
no good, they were doing their very best not make any noise, their stealth
betrayed by the creaking of the wooden sub-floor. Jake signaled Luke to
stop and shuck his clothes.  Nude, the two men proceeded to Jake -(TM)s
bedroom to crash the sappho-party in progress.  -œWell, well, well -- -
boomed Jake as he strode boldly into the bedroom wagging his prong.  
-œWhat the fuck do we have here?  A bunch of friggin -(TM) lesbians? -
Startled, Meagan bolted upright at the sound of his loud voice.  Toni
calmly backed her dildo out and turned to her husband.   -œHello, sweetie!
- she purred as she stepped away from the dilated ass that she had been
fucking. David Jenkins -(TM) head popped up too, only to be restrained by a
collar and dog leash secured to the bed frame. It took Jake a few moments
to grasp that it wasn -(TM)t three girls after all.  When it did finally
register, Jake growled bear-like and shoved David -(TM)s butt with his big
foot, sending the smaller man sprawling on the floor, still chained to the
bed.  With the apparently enraged beast towering above him ready to strike,
David squeaked,  -œOh, shit! -  -œJust what in the hell do ya think yer
doin -(TM)?  Sneakin -(TM) over here while I -(TM)m out!  Fuckin -(TM) my
wife! - yelled Jake menacing.   -œI oughta kill yer sorry ass on the spot!
-  -œNo!  No!  No!  You, you, you don -(TM)t understand!  Oh, please God!
I, I didn -(TM)t sneak over!  I, I  -- -  -œShut the fuck up, ya weasel!
- Coming to David -(TM)s defense Toni chided,  -œOh, don -(TM)t be so
harsh on him, you big gorilla!  He came over looking for you, not me. -
Taking her bare foot, she gently rubbed the cowering man -(TM)s genitals
adding,  -œWe just decided to have a little fun with him until you got
home. You don -(TM)t mind, do you darling? - she purred.  -œHe weren
-(TM)t a fuckin -(TM) ya? - Taking David -(TM)s prick between her toes she
replied,  -œDid it look like he was fucking me? -  -œNo, - he growled, 
-œI suppose not. - Jake glanced down at David and the puddle he was lying
in.   -œDamn!  He pissed all over himself again!  Goddamned wimp!  -œLuke,
go get this sorry piece of shit some towels, so he can clean up my floor!
- Trying his best to act pissed without breaking out laughing, Jake
glowered at Toni saying,  -œLet him up for Christ -(TM)s sake!  This ain
-(TM)t no way to treat a guest. - Freed from the dog collar, David
scrambled to his feet.  Jake poked a finger into David -(TM)s boney chest.
-œSo, you were looking for me.  Wha -(TM)cha want, neighbor? -  -œI, I,
well, I need some advice. -  -œ 'Bout what? -  -œCa, can we talk in
private? -  -œWhatever. - By the time Luke returned with the towels, Jake
had escorted David to the kitchen for a friendly chat.   -œHere give me
those, - ordered Toni.   -œJake -(TM)s out back with David. -  -œHe ain
-(TM)t gonna hurt him, is he? -  -œNo!  Of course not!  You know Jake;
boisterous and intimidating at times, but underneath, he -(TM)s as gentle
as they come. -  -œI ain -(TM)t so sure about that. -  -œDon -(TM)t you
worry, sweetie.  They -(TM)re just talking.  Say, have you met my friend,
Meagan?  Meagan, this handsome stud is Luke. -  -œI know, Toni, - replied
her friend in a sultry voice.   -œWe met this afternoon. -  -œOh, that
-(TM)s right!  But, you don -(TM)t  -~know -(TM) him, yet, - the short,
darker complexion woman laughed.   -œBesides having a sweet wife, Luke
-(TM)s best quality is that he can get it up and keep it up, all night
long. - The introductions having been made, Meagan scooted around, hanging
her head off the edge of the bed.  Looking at Luke upside down, Meagan
purred,  -œC -(TM)mere lover.  I wanna a taste of some real man-flesh. -
Luke accepted the invitation and treated himself to a deep-throat fuck
while his hands wandered over her swollen tits and swollen belly, his cock
slipping easily into her hyper extended throat.  There wasn -(TM)t a hint
of gagging on her part, just the wonderful constricting motion of her
throat around his cock whenever she swallowed.  It was obvious to Luke that
she had done this sort of thing many times before. After an evening of
watching Shelly dance and getting fucked at P-Willy -(TM)s, plus watching
the nasty dog show at the cock fight, not to mention the young girl blowing
that old fat fart, Luke needed to cum really badly.  With the added
stimulation of Meagan -(TM)s expert tongue action on the underside of his
cock, he didn -(TM)t last long, cumming after just a few minutes.  Once his
balls began to boil over, he pulled his cock out of her throat to cum on
her tongue, giving her two good mouthfuls before finishing on her swollen
tits. True to Toni -(TM)s praise of his virility, after ejaculating, Luke
hardly got soft at all.  Instead he shoved his spermy cock back into the
pregnant slut -(TM)s mouth to keep him in fighting form while he smeared
his potent screw juice over her fattened breasts with his hands.  Meagan
eagerly gobbled the semi-erect cock until it was once again swollen and
hard. Meagan pushed him away and out of her mouth.  With a dexterity that
belied her pregnant condition, she quickly repositioned herself at the edge
of the bed on her hands and knees.   -œI need a good fucking, - she called
over her shoulder while wiggling her ass.   -œA rubber dick -(TM)s nice,
but I want the real thing, a nice warm cock.  Show me what ya got, Studly!
C -(TM)mon, baby, shove it in.  I need it bad! - Rubbing her offered
buttocks, Luke studied the elaborate tattoo on the small of her back before
gently prying her ass cheeks apart.  From the games she -(TM)d been playing
this evening with Toni, Meagan -(TM)s anus was red raw and her swollen
labia protruded from her puffy vulva.   -œWhere ya want it? -  -œI don
-(TM)t care.  Just fuck me, baby. -  -œAin -(TM)t never fucked a pregnant
woman.  Least not one as pregnant as you. -  -œWell, there -(TM)s always a
first, cowboy!  Mount up! - Luke aimed his cock at the center of the mass
of glistening pink tissue that was her engorged labia.  With a gentle push,
his cock head disappeared into the hot slippery flesh and found her
channel. Luke took it easy, afraid that he might somehow hurt her or hurt
her baby.  -œHarder, baby!  Harder! - the preggo-slut pleaded.   -œDamnit,
fuck me hard! - Luke picked up his pace and was soon pummeling her pussy,
making a loud slapping noise each time his groin slammed into her butt. 
With each impact, her butt cheeks flexed and quaked, a sight that Luke
found to be incredibly erotic.  Despite the fact that she hadn -(TM)t had a
proper fucking in nearly two weeks, Luke found her pussy to be somewhat
loose due to the stretching caused by Toni -(TM)s big strap-on rubber cock.
Nevertheless, Luke found the slippery, enveloping caress of her hot cunt
around his thrusting cock to be divinely pleasurable.

   *****

    -œWhadda mean she -(TM)s never given ya a blow job?  Didn -(TM)t she
make a promise when ya -(TM)ll were married?  A promise to ya and a promise
to God, that she -(TM)d honor, cherish, and obey ya?  What kinda religion
are ya -(TM)ll anyway?  Some kind of quirky cult? -- Ya ain -(TM)t Catholic
are ya? -  -œNo, we -(TM)re not Catholic, - answered David defensively. 
-œAnd yes, she did promise those things. -  -œAin -(TM)t much on keepin
-(TM) her promises, is she?  I know that she -(TM)s a mean spirited bitch,
but I figured that was just to me and Toni and the whore next door.  Don
-(TM)t she know that she -(TM)s invitin -(TM) everlastin -(TM) damnation in
hell for breakin -(TM) her promise? -  -œShe says it -(TM)s dirty, -
replied David.  -œDirty?  Ass fuckin -(TM), now that -(TM)s dirty, but a
simple blowjob? -- Ya wash yer dick don -(TM)t ya? -  -œYes.  Of course I
do, but she -- -  -œAnd she won -(TM)t let ya fuck her? -  -œNo.  Says it
for the procreation of children only. -  -œYer shittin -(TM) me!  She
-(TM)s gotta let ya fuck her whenever ya want.  That -(TM)s why ya got
married! - For a moment Jake pondered David -(TM)s plight.   -œIn my
experience there -(TM)s basically three kinds of women when it comes to
sex. First there are those cunts that were born with a natural love of
fuckin -(TM).  Toni -(TM)s one of those.  That preggo in there, she -(TM)s
another.   -œThen there -(TM)s those cunts that are just a little slow
learnin -(TM) that they love to fuck.  The whore next door, Shelly, she was
like that.   -œThen ya got them bitches that no matter what, they -(TM)re
cold fishes.  No matter what ya do, they hate fuckin -(TM) a fellow.  Now,
yer wife, she definitely ain -(TM)t the first type.  That -(TM)s fer sure.
Now, fer yer sake, ya damned better hope that she -(TM)s the second type
and just hasn -(TM)t yet learned to love a good screwing.  If she -(TM)s
the third kind, yer out of luck, little buddy.  Might as well get yerself a
divorce and go out and find yerself a real cunt who knows what a cunt
-(TM)s for.  Lord knows, there -(TM)s plenty of those around.  Take the
preggo-slut in there; she's in the market. -  -œWhat can I do? - 
-œSimple, ya gotta give her a proper fucking.  I don -(TM)t mean no
slam-bam-thank-ya-ma -(TM)am quickie, I mean a long, hard fuckin -(TM). 
Send her in orbit and keep her there.  Ya gotta fuck her good and fuck her
often.  Soon she won -(TM)t be able to live without a good dicking on a
regular basis. -  -œHow am I gonna do that?  I can hardly remember the
last time I even saw her naked! -  -œWhat -(TM)s wrong with bein -(TM)
neked?  Goddamn, she -(TM)s got a problem with that too? -  -œYes!  Says
it immoral. -  -œHow can being neked be immoral?  God created ya neked. 
Yer born that way from the start!  That -(TM)s like sayin -(TM) walkin
-(TM) or breathin -(TM) is immoral. -  -œWhat about Adam and Eve and the
forbidden apple?  Weren -(TM)t they shamed by their nakeness? -  -œThat
apple was our free will, - pontificated Jake.   -œThe free will to do good
or the free will to do evil.  Before they tasted the fruit, those two weren
-(TM)t really any different from animals.  It wasn -(TM)t that being neked
was evil, it was realization that they had committed a sin and the sin was
evil.  They just figured that because they had sinned and were neked, then
bein -(TM) neked was sinful.  They just got it wrong and we -(TM)ve been on
a guilt trip ever since.  Is bein -(TM) born with two arms and two legs an
evil thang?   -~Course not.  Can ya use those arms and legs for evil?  Of
course ya can, but that don -(TM)t make  -~em evil from the get go. -  -œI
suppose.  Never thought about it like that. -  -œWell, ya should!  Now
take Shelly.  She -(TM)s a whore.  That don -(TM)t make her evil.  She as
sweet a thang as they come.  I do love fuckin -(TM) her.  Ya know why she
-(TM)s a whore? -- She -(TM)s a whore because her husband wants her to be a
whore.  She obeys her husband like God says she should and she fucks
anybody he says she should fuck.  God -(TM)s got nuttin -(TM) against
fuckin -(TM).  God wants us to fuck and made it fun so that we -(TM)d do it
often.  The more ya fuck, the more ya doin -(TM) God -(TM)s biddin -(TM)!
-  -œWho says that? -  -œIt -(TM)s obvious!  C -(TM)mon, the good Lord
gave ya a goddamned brain.  Use it!  Ya can figure it out -- Okay -- Weren
-(TM)t fer fuckin -(TM), none us -(TM)d be here! -  -œMmmm, I suppose. -
-œIt -(TM)s a fact! - David scrunched his forehead as he thought.   -œOkay
-- Let -(TM)s say that you -(TM)re right. -  -œI am right, - glowered
Jake.  "Ya calling me a lair?"  -œNo, no, no!  Okay.  You -(TM)re right! 
You -(TM)re right...  I still don -(TM)t know how do I deal with Julia. -
-œSimple.  Yer wife, she seems to be genuinely religious even if she does
have everything upside down.  Talk to yer preacher;  -~morrow mornin -(TM)
before church services, - counseled Jake.   -œTell him what ya told me. 
Remind him that she has broken her promise to ya and has broken her promise
to God by denyin -(TM) ya.  Tell him that it has made ya real despondent.
Tell him that ya abuse yerself because she won -(TM)t do her duty to ya. 
Tell him that because of her stubbornness and unwillingness to give herself
to ya that ya been lookin -(TM) at porn.  That yer being driven to commit
adultery if sumpthin -(TM) doesn -(TM)t change right away.  Remind him that
she promised to give herself to ya and to obey ya.  She ain -(TM)t doin
-(TM) that and she -(TM)s riskin -(TM) the loss of her soul because of her
broken promise to God Almighty.  That oughta get his attention!  -œThen
tell him that ya need fer him to talk to her.  Today, after services.  Tell
him that ya need fer him to impress upon yer wayward wife her obligations
to ya.  Tell him to remind her that she made a promise to God to obey ya.
Now durin -(TM) that meetin -(TM), ya got to be there, so she knows that ya
heard exactly what the preacher tells her.  That way, ya can remind her
later what he said about her afterlife in Hell for breakin -(TM) her
promise to God.  That -(TM)ll get her pants off.  After that it -(TM)s up
to you.  -œAnother reason ya want to be there is in case the preacher takes
it upon himself to try and cast off the evil in her heart by layin -(TM) on
his hands.  Preachers can get a little carried away doin -(TM) that, -
chuckled Jake.  Having finished, Jake absentmindedly scratched his balls. 
-œOkay.  Sounds like a reasonable approach. - David reflected on Jake
-(TM)s advice for several minutes, all the while idly observing Jake
playing with his genitals.  -œYa like what ya see, little buddy. -  -œUh,
wha -- I, uh -- - stammered David.  -œIt -(TM)s okay if ya do.  I like
seein -(TM) other guy -(TM)s dicks too.  Ain -(TM)t no harm in it. - 
-œWell, I -- -  -œWanna touch it? - David froze, staring at the hairy man
-(TM)s cock and balls.  -œGo on.  I know ya wanna touch it. - As if it had
a mind of its own, David -(TM)s hand reached forward.  Before he was
consciously aware of it, David was holding Jake -(TM)s thick dick as it
swelled.  Memories of church camp flooded his brain, memories of the older
boys and what he so willing did for them and the camp councilors came back
vividly.  -œYa wanna suck it, don -(TM)t ya?  Go ahead.  It -(TM)s okay. 
Ya can suck it if ya want.  I don' mind none. - David tore his eyes away
from Jake -(TM)s stiff prick and looked up at Jake -(TM)s smiling face. 
-œDon -(TM)t worry  -~bout them, - said Jake nodding towards the bedroom.
-œLuke and the girls are busy playin -(TM) hide the sausage.  Ain -(TM)t
nobody gonna know.  Nobody  -~cept you and me, little buddy.  Go on, ya
know ya wanna. - David found no hint of malice in the bearded face, just
kind eyes twinkling with expectation.  Jake placed his hands on the
shoulders of the smaller man and gently guided him to his knees.  Now at
eye level and only inches from his face, David could smell the musky aroma
of the beast -(TM)s sex.  To David, it was an irresistible offer.   -œThat
-(TM)s it, little buddy, - cooed Jake as David -(TM)s lips surrounded his
glans.   -œOh, yeah -- Suck it good, little buddy.  I always knew ya were a
faggot.  Hmmmm, that feels nice. -

   *****

   Luke -(TM)s cock was tingling as he neared the point of no-return.  He
knew that just stopping and holding still just wouldn -(TM)t do because
Meagan -(TM)s hips were anything but holding still.  Upon his pulling out
of her cunt, Meagan began to whimper,  -œDon -(TM)t stop, baby.  You feel
so good.  Please don -(TM)t stop. -  -œI gotta stop for a moment, -
replied Luke breathlessly.   -œIt -(TM)s okay.  Cum in me, baby.  Cum in
me. I -(TM)m so close -- ahhhh, yesssss. - Having plunged back into her
broiling cunt, Luke buried himself as deep as possible and tried to
minimize any further stimulation to his cock, but the gentle squeezing and
releasing his cock by her pussy was just too much.  -œAh, fuck.  I -(TM)m
cumming, bitch.  I -(TM)m cumming. -  -œYes!  Yes!  Cum in my cunt, baby.
Cum in my cunt. - Meagan squeezed down and held his dick in a tight
vaginal embrace.  She felt his cock pulse.  -œAhhhhhh! - moaned Luke. The
feel of the throbbing cock pumping its creamy seed into her cunt was all
Meagan needed to be pushed over the top.  The steady constricting squeeze
of her cunt gave way to wild vaginal contractions as her orgasm swept over
her. Luke -(TM)s fingers dug into the flesh of her hips as he joined Meagan
in a last chaotic burst of frenzied fucking.

   *****

    -œMove yer tongue around some more, - calmly instructed Jake.  
-œTickle the underside.  That -(TM)s better.  Yeah, that feels real good,
little buddy. -

   *****

   Meagan continued to wildly gyrate her hips until Luke -(TM)s softening
cock slipped out of her pussy.  Moving off to the side of the pregnant
woman, Luke more or less collapsed onto the bed.  Gasping for breath, Luke
opened his eyes just in time to see her drooling cunt descend over his
face. She was a big pussied girl and the distended lips of her engorged
labia surrounded his face like an enveloping facial mask as she ground into
him.  To prevent suffocation, Luke placed his hands on her hips and pushed
her upwards, just enough so that he could catch a breath of fresh air as he
wallowed his entire face in her juicy aromatic snatch.  At the same time,
he felt his flaccid cock being played with and then slurped into a warm wet
mouth like it was a noodle.

   *****

    -œKeep suckin -(TM) it, faggot.  I -(TM)m almost there.  Oh, yeah, here
it comes, fruitcake. - Lost in a fog of lust, David sensed the big organ
pulse and felt the gout of spermy fluid shooting into his mouth.  Except
for his own, he had never swallowed cum before.  As his mouth filled, he
allowed Jake -(TM)s cum, mixed with his own slobber, to run from his mouth.
Dripping down his chin, the copious viscous mixture streamed down his neck
and hairless chest, crossing his stomach to soak his own undersized cock
and nuts before it continued to dribble down his thighs and eventually pool
onto the floor about his knees. Ultimately, Jake -(TM)s seemingly endless
stream faded to a trickle.  As his cock softened, Jake pulled it from David
-(TM)s eagerly sucking lips with a wet and sloppy sounding  -~plop -(TM).
While Jake wiped his wet cock across his face, David suddenly realized what
he -(TM)d done.  In shame and humiliation, he stared down at the floor and
the wet mess covering his body.  -œYer a mighty fine cocksucker, little
buddy.  Me and you, we -(TM)re gonna be good buddies from now on.  Ya hear?
- Mortified, David continued to stare at the floor while Jake sang his
praises about what a good cocksucking faggot David was.  His deep secret
was now out, a secret about him that no one, including Julia knew.  Jake
swatted him across the head,  -œHey, I -(TM)m talking to ya!  I said, ya
got any porn at yer house?  Ya know, dirty movies. -  -œUh, yeah, -
stammered David expecting a severe blow to the head rather than the gentle,
attention getting swat that he had received.  -œWell, let -(TM)s go see
what ya got. -  -œI, uh -- -  -œMaybe it -(TM)s the stuff ya watch.  Ya
know, women can be mighty funny about that stuff.  If ya present Julia with
the right material, it might ease thangs along.  On the other hand, if it
-(TM)s the wrong stuff, it -(TM)ll just disgust her.  Gotta be careful. 
Cunts can be unpredictable sometimes.  C -(TM)mon, let -(TM)s see what ya
got.  Maybe I can lend ya some of my stuff. - Having been yanked to his
feet, David was dragged from the neighbor -(TM)s house, still buck-naked.
With David in tow, Jake cut through the Blalock -(TM)s back yard and
entered the Jenkins -(TM) house through the back door.  -œNice house ya
got, - sincerely complimented Jake upon seeing the interior for the first
time.   -œNow where -(TM)s yer smut stash? -  -œI, I, well, maybe we
shouldn -(TM)t, - pleaded David with a growing sense of panic.   -œIt
-(TM)s really not very good stuff. -  -œYa let me be the judge of that, -
replied Jake.  Upon entering the living room, Jake went directly to the DVD
player and ejected the disc.   -œHmmmm,  -~Lost Angels -(TM) -.  Jake
popped the DVD back into the player, pressed fast forward and turned the TV
on.   -œWait!  I -- - It was too late.  Once the screen flickered to life,
Jake pressed the play button.   -œWhoa!  What do we have here?  Son of a
bitch!  Damn!  Yer a perverted little shit!  Ain -(TM)t ya?  Goddamn, she
can -(TM)t be but seven!  Oh goddamn, he -(TM)s gonna fuck her!  Holy shit!
- Jake punched the pause button and turned to David.   -œYa know ya can go
to jail for having stuff like that!  Ya got any more like that?  Yeah, ya
got  -~em.  Give -(TM)em to me! - David wanted to throw up.   -œI said,
give -(TM)em to me! - roared Jake.  David scrambled and found the other
kiddie porn DVD that he had at the house.  With a shaking hand, David
handed Jake the DVD.  -œLittle Fuck Toys.  Ya like this kind of shit?  Is
this what ya dream about?  Turns ya on thinkin -(TM) about fuckin -(TM)
little kids?  Hell, ya got little kids.  Ya think about doin -(TM)  -~em?
-  -œNo, I just found those in a shipment to my store. -  -œBullshit!  Ya
think about it alright -- Ever do it? -  -œNo!  Never! - shouted David in
defense.  -œOkay, okay, don -(TM)t git yer dander up, little buddy.  I was
just asking.  I really don -(TM)t give a shit what ya like to watch, but
these probably won -(TM)t do.  Sumpthin, tells me that Julia wouldn -(TM)t
take too kindly to this sort of thing, - laughed Jake.   -œWomen are like
that.   -œWhat I had in mind was sumpthin -(TM) artful.  Ya know, a good
lookin -(TM) guy and a good lookin -(TM) girl, soft lightin -(TM), silk
sheets, two naked people engagin -(TM) in a long, lovin -(TM) and sensuous
screw.  Doesn -(TM)t even have to really show nuttin -(TM), just two people
a grovelin -(TM), a gropin -(TM) and a humpin -(TM).  But it should have
some oral sex too.  Butt fuckin -(TM) -- maybe not.  Ya know, I think I
-(TM)ve got just the thang fer ya. - Jake turned and pushed the play
button; the little girl -(TM)s  -~daddy -(TM) mounted her.  After a minute
or so, Jake paused the DVD and ejected it.   -œWhadda ya do, sit around and
whack off to this stuff?  Gives ya hard on, don -(TM)t it?  Hell, gives me
a hard on! - Jake turned back towards David, his aroused organ jutting
from the thick jungle of crotch hair.  Lewdly stroking his stiff cock, Jake
asked,  -œWhat do ya think we ought to do about this? - Thinking that Jake
was referring to his illegal pornography, David stammered, -œI, I dunno. -
 -œAnother cock suckin -(TM) would be nice, but I bet ya might like
sumpthin -(TM) else. -  -œWha? -  -œYa really seem to get yer rocks off
when Toni reams yer butt with her dildo.  Ya like that, huh? -  -œWell, I
-- -  -œIt -(TM)s okay.  Ya don -(TM)t have to lie to me.  I already know
what a kinky pervert ya are.  Lots of guys like a corn-holin -(TM). -
David looked at the big cock that he had so recently sucked with abandon
and imagined it sliding up his rectum.  -œJust kneel on the couch and hold
on to the back rest.  I -(TM)ll take care that itch fer ya.  Go on, little
buddy.  Ain -(TM)t nobody here but me and you.  Like I said, me and you are
gonna get real close. -

   *****

   Luke struggled to hold Meagan off of him enough so that he could
breathe. While he pushed up, she ground down.  After ten minutes or so, his
arms were becoming fatigued.  Mercifully she lurched off and flopped down
on her back.  He looked down at Toni who was still playfully licking his
dick.  Toni smiled wickedly and then took his entire length.  After a few
head bobs, she pulled off.   -œC -(TM)mon, Hon, - she said while helping
Meagan to sit upright.   -œHe -(TM)s all yours tonight. - Meagan straddled
him and sank down on his cock, pumping his cock in her puss.  Then she
pulled off and sank down on his dick again, this time driving it up her
ass.  -œOoooo, I missed, - she giggled. Luke could care less except that
her ass was considerably tighter than her cunt.  Luke took advantage of his
free hands that the position afforded him, rubbing her distended belly
while she fucked him and mauling her swollen bosoms.  -œThat feels good,
baby, - she breathless whispered.   -œMy poor tits just ache so much these
days.  Ooooo, not too hard. -

   *****

   After his second screw with Meagan, Luke was wasted.  He was only dimly
aware when Jake returned.  Soon he fell asleep to the gentle rocking motion
of the bed as the big man fucked each girl in turn. Sometime around three
AM, the cacophony of Jake -(TM)s loud snoring rudely jarred Luke awake. 
Blinking in the darkness, his attention was drawn towards the window by a
sudden illumination from next door.  Looking over the slumbering body next
to him, Luke saw his giggling wife dance merrily into the bedroom, wrapped
in a blanket.  Apparently she had had a good time tonight while being under
arrest.  That brought a large measure of peace of mind to Luke.  The sudden
appearance of the Sheriff at P-Willy -(TM)s, though carefully orchestrated,
wasn -(TM)t expected by either of them.  As a result, he had been dreading
what her reaction might be when she got home.  He hated the crying jags
with all the recriminations of not treating her like he should.  Following
close behind Shelly was the massive figure of Sheriff Damian Reed.  Once
inside the room, the Sheriff took the blanket from her.   -~Where -(TM)s
her clothes, -(TM) wondered Luke as Shelly struck several poses for the
Sheriff.   -~Oh, yeah, she didn -(TM)t have any clothes, -(TM) he thought
with a chuckle.  Then he realized that her fishnets were gone and what
little other clothes she had when she was arrested at P-Willy -(TM)s were
now gone too. Fascinated he watched his slut-wife flirting with the
Sheriff. Soon she was unbuttoning the big man -(TM)s crisp uniform shirt
and peeling it off his torso.   -œHoly smokes, - muttered Luke.  One
glance at Reed and you knew he was a massive man, but bare-chested with his
shirt off, his finely honed musculature was apparent.  He wasn -(TM)t just
big; he was chiseled and sculpted.  Each and every muscle bulged with
precise definition under his taut skin and every thick vein under his skin
stood out prominently.  Jake and Big Mike were both big men, but this guy
-- the only time Luke had ever seen someone this developed was in those
body building magazines he saw at the drugstore.  -~His nuts must be
shriveled up from the steroids, -(TM) sneered Luke as his hand reached
round and cupped Meagan -(TM)s fat breast.  -œMmmmm, - moaned the pregnant
woman in her sleep.  She was lying on her side, facing away from Luke.  At
the feel of his caress, she nuzzled her buttocks into his groin. Luke
-(TM)s supposition that the Sheriff had steroid shrunken testicles was
dashed when Shelly pulled his boxers off.   -œDamn, - muttered Luke.  
-œHe -(TM)s as well hung as Big Mike.  Maybe even better -- Hmmm, that
-(TM)s it girl, kiss his dick -- What a slut! -  -œYou say something,
Honey, - mumbled Meagan as she squirmed, rubbing her butt against his
growing erection.  -œNo, just talking to myself.  Go back to sleep. -
Meagan snuggled in closer and soon her breathing was steady as she dozed
off again.  Luke was very impressed by the size of the Sheriff -(TM)s fully
erect organ.   -~He -(TM)s bigger than Big Mike, -(TM) he observed. 
Suddenly he felt somewhat inadequate.  Luke had always thought that he had
a nice dick and a nice body, but this guy -- Abruptly Shelly stopped
kissing and nibbling on the big dick and stood up.  Taking the Sheriff by
the hand, she led him away to towards the bath.   -~Damn, -(TM) cursed Luke
disappointed that he might miss the show.  The light came on in his
bathroom.  Luke caught a fleeting glimpse of Shelly and then the window
filled with the Sheriff -(TM)s unbelievable body as the showering water
cascaded over his naked backside.  Staring back up at the ceiling, Luke
became keenly aware of the building pressure of a full bladder.  Carefully
and with consideration for his slumbering bedmates, Luke rose and padded
off to take a leak.  Having relieved himself, Luke went into the room
adjoining the Stringer -(TM)s bedroom.  There he had a clear view of his
wife and Reed showering and washing each other.  Idly he mused that they
really needed to buy a shower curtain to restrain the spray.  When Reed and
Shelly suddenly hollered and jumped out of the tub, Luke had to laugh. 
From experience he knew that the hot water had run out without warning.

   *****

   Before drying herself, Shelly took a clean towel and vigorously rubbed
Damian down, drying him off quickly.   -œC -(TM)mon, Damian.  You promised
me, - she said as she led him back to her bedroom.  -œThat -(TM)s Sheriff
to you, slut.  Shouldn -(TM)t we turn out the lights? -  -œNo!  I like the
lights on, Da --uh, Sheriff.  I like to look at you.  And I like to see
what -(TM)s going on.  Besides, Luke might be next door.  I want him to see
you take me. -  -œHaven -(TM)t you had enough for tonight? -  -œNo --
There -(TM)s something you haven -(TM)t done for me.  I thought you were
going to do it, but before you did it, you left me with that sweet, sweet
man. -  -œHal?  Hal -(TM)s a sweet man?  I -(TM)m sure the boys will love
to hear that! -  -œHe is sweet!  I hope I get to see him again. -  -œDon
-(TM)t worry honey, I -(TM)m sure that you -(TM)ll see him again. -  -œI
hope so, but -- you promised. -  -œI don -(TM)t think I promised you
anything, but okay, if that -(TM)s what you want, Shelly, fine by me. 
Where -(TM)s the grease?  I -(TM)ll need more grease than just Hal -(TM)s
jungle juice to do it proper. - Shelly went to the bed stand and retrieved
a tube of KY jelly.   -œWill this do? - she said coyly.  -œYeah, that
-(TM)ll do.  Look, I don -(TM)t give a shit, but I really don -(TM)t want
to hurt you. -  -œYou won -(TM)t hurt me, - she replied handing him the
tube of lubricant.  -œVery well, slut.  Get it up. -  -œMy pleasure. -

   *****

   Back in bed, nestled between Meagan and Jake, Luke watched the
proceedings unfold next door.  Once again, Shelly sank to her knees to kiss
and mouth Reed -(TM)s low hanging, flaccid cock.  Once again she brought
him to a truly substantial erection.  Knowing how much she enjoyed sucking
dick, Luke thought that she was going to fellate him to completion, but
once again she abruptly arose.  Turning, she took a wide stance and leaned
far forward, supporting herself with the bed post. Reed greased his pecker
up and stepped up to her.  Luke couldn -(TM)t be sure just where the
Sheriff was aiming his pecker.  The Sheriff pushed.  Shelly -(TM)s body
moved forward, but the Sheriff -(TM)s prick didn -(TM)t enter.  He pushed
again and Shelly -(TM)s head arched back as she let out a primal moan. 
Just hearing her moan like that, Luke knew that Reed -(TM)s thick cock was
penetrating her anus.  Reed pushed again, and Shelly cried out.  -œWhat
-(TM)s goin -(TM) on? - asked Jake sleepily in a low voice.  -œIt -(TM)s
Shelly.  She -(TM)s getting -(TM) ass-fucked by the Sheriff. -  -œYa don
-(TM)t say? - The quiet of the darken bedroom was rudely broken as Jake
shouted out,  -œRam it in, Sheriff!  Fuck that whore -(TM)s ass!  Give it
to her -- hard! - In one swift motion, the Sheriff -(TM)s entire cock
disappeared.  Shelly -(TM)s cries now crossed the side yard and filled the
Stringer -(TM)s bedroom as if she there and not next door. Groggily Toni
asked,  -œWha?  What -(TM)s going on? - One look out the window and she
knew. Shelly continued to holler and curse the entire time that Reed
buggered her, alternately complaining of his enormous girth and then urging
him to fuck her harder.  She was absolutely wild, shoving her hips back to
meet his thrusts, wildly gyrating on his impaling prong, her tits swinging
and her blonde hair flying about.  Only her grip on the bedpost prevented
her from soaring off into space. The foursome sat up in bed to watch the
animated act.  -œDamn, would ya look at that? - mused Luke.  -œHe -(TM)s
killing her, - offered Meagan with genuine concern.  -œNaw, she likes it!
I can tell, - replied Jake.  -œFUCK HER, SHERIFF!  FUCK THAT SLUT BITCH!
-  -œJake!  Don -(TM)t!  He -(TM)s killing her, - repeated Meagan. 
-œNaw, she -(TM)s a real whore.  She -(TM)s lovin -(TM) it. - After a good
ten minutes of seemingly brutal sodomy, the Sheriff -(TM)s voice joined
Shelly -(TM)s in a chorus of sexual abandonment as his cock pulsed, filling
her gut with yet another load up her butt.  The frenzy over, the two lovers
were suddenly motionless except for the heaving of their chests.  Stepping
back, Reed -(TM)s cock slithered snakelike from her, leaving her ass
gapping wide open.  Picking Shelly up as if she were a child, he laid her
down on the bed.  Then he turned off the light. Luke blinked into the
sudden darkness.   -œDamn, that was hot! -  -œShow -(TM)s over, Luke, -
replied Jake with a yawn.  -œMmmmmm, yessss, - hissed Meagan as Luke
painfully erect cock slid into her cunt.  -œJeezum, Toni!  Luke -(TM)s doin
-(TM) her again!  -œWill ya two just go to sleep? -  -œFuck me, Luke, fuck
me... -