Article 100872 of alt.sex.stories:
From: redragon@interserv.com
Subject: The Debt (MMMMMFm, wife, oral, anal)[1/2]
Date: 11 Oct 1995 00:23:51 GMT

			      The Debt

	I was upstairs in the attic when my uncle and his four friends
came to visit. My stepmother, Karin, was in the backyard, tanning. I
was watching her through binoculars from my hideout, watching the
sweat trickle down the freckled valley between her breasts as she
rubbed tanning oil on her thighs, fingers quietly slipping under her
suit to rub her pussy. I was startled when my Uncle Bill called to her
from the back porch. I quickly moved back from the dusty window,
although I knew my stepmother thought I was at the movies.

	When I looked back out the window, Uncle Bill was going out to
talk to Karin. I could see that she was as startled as I was. Her
nipples hardened under the taut fabric of her swimsuit as she sat up
and reached for her robe. Bill friends stayed on the porch, silent but
for their leers. Bill seemed to sway as he walked, as though he were
drunk.

	"I've come for my money, Karin," he said as he stood over her,
"You're past due and I've come to collect, one way or another."

	"Bill, you know that I haven't got five hundred dollars in the
house, or anywhere else for that matter," she stammered. She pulled
the skimpy cotton robe around her, the thin material only accentuating
her curves as she tightly clutched it. "Bill, honey, you know that I'm
getting an advance from my publisher next month. Can't you wait... "

	"I've waited for this 'advance' for five months. How stupid do
you think I am? Maybe I should just ask Hank for the money, or did you
neglect to tell your husband that you borrowed money from his lowlife
brother. It's time to pay your debt, bitch."

	Karin moved to rise, but Bill pushed back down on the chaise.
Hank was my father, an executive whose business trips often left my
stepmother alone and bored. During one of these trips, Karin went to
Las Vegas with some of her girlfriends where she managed to lose quite
a bit of money. I think she would have told Dad about this were it not
for several embarrassing details. I found some photos her girlfriend,
Jan, took that weekend. I was surprised that Karin kept them, but I
sure she thought they were safely hidden. I had long ago found her
secret places when I was an inquisitive teenager. I was 17 when my
father married Karin. In the three years that separated these
incidents I had discovered a number of interesting facts about my
stepmother.

	In the box where she kept an antique ivory dildo were photos
of Karin "entertaining" two young men. She smiled at the camera as a
hand snaked up her skirt and another fumbled at the buttons of her
blouse. In another, she was in her panties, cupping her abundant
breasts as champagne was poured over them. In yet another, she sat
naked on a couch, flanked by her two studs, legs spread. She was
balancing a set of "groucho nose & moustache" glasses on her pussy and
they were all laughing. No photos showed her engaged in sex, but these
were damning enough.

	"Bill, please don't call Hank. We can make a deal. We can talk
this over." Karin struggled to regain her composure as she searched
Bill's face for the response she knew would come.

	"How much is your time worth, Karin? How much does your
publisher pay you for that shit you call criticism?" Karin was an
occasional contributor to an obscure national magazine. She made quite
a show of going to galleries and hosting art parties at our house.

	"What does that have to do with anything, Bill?" snapped
Karin, though she already knew the answer.

	"Let's see... " Bill mumbled, pretending to mentally
calculate, "five hundred dollars... Five hundred dollars should be
about five hours. I want five hours of your time, Karin." Bill's
friends smirked and leered to one another during the exchange. Bill
saw this and theatrically winked to them.

	Karin suddenly became visibly uncomfortable and shifted in the
lounge chair. "What do you mean, Bill? Cut the crap and get to the
damn point!"

	"This is the point, you slut. You will be mine for five hours,
to do with as I please. Mistress, slave... call it what you want, but
you will do whatever I ask, willingly and without question. Who knows,
maybe you'll enjoy it. I know I will."

	"What if I say 'No'? What then, Bill?" asked Karin in a final
defiant gesture.

	"Then I call Hank and ask for my money. I might also mention
the rumors I heard about that weekend. Anyway, the choice is yours.
I'm going inside to get a beer. If you still dressed when I get back,
then I guess that means you declined my easy payment plan. I would
then have to look for my money elsewhere." He turned to face the
house.

	"Wait a second, Bill. What about your friends and what if
Charlie comes home?" she blurted as she grabbed his wrist.

	"If you agree, your ass is mine. If my friends want a piece
of it, well, then there is enough to go around. As for Charlie, maybe
he should know what I've known all along, that his stepmother is a
whore." Bill looked down at Karin and, as if to emphasize his point,
slipped his hand under her robe and uncupped a breast. As he looked
into her eyes he rolled a nipple to prominent erection. "It's all or
nothing, babe," he said as he turned and left my stepmother.

	I smiled at the reference to me. I was a second year college
student home for summer break. My father had been gone for five weeks
and wasn't due home for another three or four. I watched Karin become
hornier and more frustrated as time passed. At night, I could hear the
ragged breathing that preceded her muffled cries of orgasm when she
masturbated. I would look for her dildo the next morning in the secret
place. The smell of her pussy and perfume clung to the aged ivory
phallus, its velvet bed still moist from the previous evening. I
watched Karin as Bill twisted her nipple. Her back stiffened, her
breath caught and her legs parted ever so slightly. As he left, her
eyes were fixed on his ass as she pushed the breast back into its cup.

	When Bill reached the porch he invited his friends to sit as
he fetched some beer. Bill was an anomaly in his family, a man who
shed his upbringing and apparently sought refuge in the lower classes.
He existed on the margins, moving from one failed venture to another,
never approaching his brother's success. His friends gathered the
patio furniture in a semi-circle facing Karin and satas if the curtain
were about to raise.

	Karin stared at them from her seat, daring them to look at
her. I could not tell if she was flushed from excitement or
humiliation, but she draped her feet on either side of the lounge. The
robe was pulled open by her spread legs, exposing her crotch to the
admiring crowd. The mound of her pussy was clearly visible under the
tight blue and gold bikini bottom. As her fingers traced a path up her
belly to unknot her robe, she smiled up towards the attic. I was
rubbing my cock through my jeans in near delirium by this point.

	Bill rejoined his friends, laden with booze bottles. He took
the center seat, bordered by his disreputable associates, and surveyed
Karin, her robe now completely open. "What's it going to be, Karin?"
he lilted, nudging his friends as they snickered.

	Karin stood, shedding her robe, and said, "You have five
hours, Bill. Use them well because they well be the last you ever
spend in this house. What do you want me to do?"

	Karin was an auburn haired beauty in her mid 30's, shapely in
a way that reflected her constant efforts at the spa. Freckles
smattered her high cheekbones and disappeared down the deep crevasse
between her large breasts. Her body shone with tanning oil mingled
with sweat, a single large drop catching light as it slid down her
flat belly.

	"I want you to strip, then sit in the lounge facing me. Strip
slowly, bitch, because I plan to enjoy every minute of my time." Bill
settled in his chair as he were a sultan and began to unbutton his
shirt.

	In a fluid motion Karin undid her bikini top and tossed aside
the blue and gold scrap that had fettered her breasts. They swung
slightly under the release from pressure. Her nipples were large and
rosy, encompassed by snowy triangles of untanned flesh. She returned
Bill's stare without blinking. She licked her forefinger and rolled a
large nipple between her moistened finger and thumb. She bent over to
remove her bikini bottom, breasts wobbling in harmony with her
movements as she stepped out of the swim suit. Her pussy had been
radically trimmed, with only a single strip of hair remaining on the
mons veneris. Her labia were exposed as she stood and discarded the
now useless apparel. She posed proudly in the summer sun, the only
sound coming from the bees as the hovered among the flowers. Karin
straddled the lounge and sat. This posture caused here pussy to gape,
exposing the coral and purple inner lips. "Now what, stud?" she asked
with a hint of mockery.

	Bill sat in stunned silence for a moment. "Rub your pussy,
slut. I want to watch you jerk off. That will probably be the only
foreplay you get, Karin, so you better get that pussy wet." The men
leaned forward as if to reduce the fifteen feet between them. "I want
you to open your pussy, get your fingers good and wet and then rub
your titties till they are dripping with pussy juice. I want you to
rub your asshole and get it ready, because I might want to use it.
I'll give you fifteen minutes to cum, or I will spank your ass."

	Karin slowly moved both hands down her stomach until her
shaved pussy was framed by long red nails. She looked at Bill through
half lidded eyes and leisurely slid her forefinger into her cunt. She
drew a deep breath as she buried the finger to the third knuckle and
withdrew it, glistening with moisture. While one hand spread her
labia, she drew a fingernail across her growing clitoris. A shudder
ran through her body that caused her tits to jiggle.

Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
From: redragon@interserv.com
Subject: The Debt  (MMMMMFm, wife, oral, anal)[2/2]
Date: 15 Oct 1995 23:35:31 GMT

			       The Debt
			       Part Two

	Karin closed her eyes and slowly inserted her middle finger to
the third knuckle deep into her pussy. I could see from the attic as
she began to slowly and rythmatically pump her finger in and out.
When she began rotating her hand and her mouth open, I couldn't stand
it any longer and pulled my six inch rock hard cock out. getting on my
knees with my face between the curtains, I began stroking in time to
Karin's rotation.

	Bill had taken his cock out by now and moved next to Karin.

	"Open your eyes, you ignorant slut and put your finger in your
mouth."

	"No you assshole."

	Bill quickly grabbed her protuding clit and twisted up and
down.

	Karin exploded into one of the most powerful orgasms she had
ever had. Bill inserted three thick fingers into her cunt and began
sawing in and out.

	"UHHHH,... GOD... NO GIVE ME YOUR COCK NOW..."

	I could see the head of Bill's cock cover Karin's cunthole and
then pop in. Four inches went and then he pulled it out. Grabbing her
ears, he pushed six inches into her open mouth

	Suck you stupid bitch or I'll pop your eyes out.

	Karin's lips wrapped around the shaft and she began bobbing
her for all she could. there was no way she could get the remaining
three inches of Bill in by now iwas stroking like all hell...

	Bill pulled his cock and quickly grabbed karin's ankles.

	Flipping her on the grass, she fell on her knees with her cunt
splayed wide open Bill put the head of his cock up against her cunt
and rammed all nine inches with a vicious thrust.

	Karin's tongue blew out of her mouth and her eyes looked like
they were going to pop out of her mouth.

	I saw one of Bill's friends coming toward her as Bill began
to give her the fucking of her life out there on the lawn.

	Bill's friend, Hank, had his cock and put it against Karin's
lips and pushed it in.

	I jacked off so hard seeing her getting fucked from both ends.
My cum was shooting all over the floor and I couldn't stop shaking.

	I never say Hank's other friend come into the attic. He
wrapped his meaty hand around my mouth and picked me up off the floor
and held me against his belly.

	"Shut up boy or I'll twist your neck off..."

	I could feel his cock against my bare ass and he slowly bent
me toward the window. I could see Hank and Bill fucking in and out
karin, but I could also feel a rock hard cock head pressing thru
between my cheeks and against my hole. This man was going to tear me
apart.

	One hand was wrapped across my mouth and the other was holding
my cum covered cock and beginning to pinch it. I had to press back and
felt his cock pop into my butt. he began jacking me off and fucking
me slowly until all of his cock was in me. I felt his pubic hairs up
against my bare skin. My watching Karin getting doublefucked and this
man's cock humping my ass was bringing me close to blowing my second
wad in two minutes.

	Below I could see Karin had begun to rotatate her hips and
Bill had started to pound into her like a bull. Hank was standing
still and Karin began bobbing her head up and down as fast as she
could.

	The man in my butt pumped harder and I came all over his
hand...

	Karin open the door and said, "Are you all right honey? I
heard you scream."

	"I am all right, Mom, it was just a dream," I said.

	"Ok... get some sleep. You, know Uncle Bill is coming over
with your cousins tomorrow and I want you to play with them. So get
some rest..."

	"I will, Mom," as I closed my eyes and grasped my cum covered
dick.

	Karin turned off the lights and softly closed the door.

	She had seen his hardon thru the sheets. That boy! My husband
is going to have to have a talk with him about the birds and the bees.
Or maybe I can ask Bill. They've always been close...

				The End