Shame Ch. 1

"Could you turn out the lantern?"

"No. You need to see what your doing to get it right."

Hetty hesitated, then shrugged and reached down to pull the shift off over her head. Shames eyes grew wide as she revealed her body. First, her thighs, her blonde pubic hair, her belly, hips, and finally her large breasts. Hetty was of Nordic stock from Minnesota and her pubic hair matched the hair on her head. She was tall and well built. Her breasts had alway been proud and full, growing even bigger after the births of her children. They were just starting to sag as she approached forty. Her nipples were fat and long. They turned rock hard as the air hit them. There was little fat on her body, what fat she had was concentrated in her hips and rear giving her sexy curves.

Hetty didn't realize how beautiful she was. One of the reason she had decided to appear nude before Shame was to see if the sight of her body would drive him wild. She wasn't disappointed. Shame's cock went from limp to rock hard in half a minute and his breathing had increased as he stared at her.

Hetty didn't think she would like showing her nude body to a man and it did make her feel exposed and vulnerable, but it also felt right and natural. She kneeled between his legs as he sat on the cot. She reached under the cot for the jar of honey she had left there and began coating his cock until it shined in the light. Kneeling nude before Shame with his cock in her hands also felt right and natural.

Like she had the two previous nights, she began sliding her hands along the shaft. She watched fascinated as the plump head emerged with each stroke.

She hadn't been stroking him for too long, when Shame said, "I'm getting close Hetty, you'd best be clamping your lips around the end."

'Funny,' she thought, 'he wasn't showing the signs of approaching orgasm.' His cock wasn't swelling, nor did the head look like it was about to explode. She obeyed anyway and stretched her mouth wide over the head, taking the tip in her mouth.

She tasted the honey on his cock and her tongue swirled around the head to lap up more. Shame moaned when her tongue touched him. She continued to lick the head for several minutes until his cock finally did start swelling. She could feel the head grow in her mouth and she thought she actually could sense the pee-slit opening. Though prepared, the amount still caught her off guard. His cum filled her mouth faster then she could swallow. Sperm dribbled down her chin and she lost control long enough to get a wad of cum splattered on her breasts before clamping her mouth back over it. Hetty leaned back and let his cock fall out of her mouth. She was thankful she was nude or another dress would have been stained. Another large drop of cum was forming at the end of Shame's cock. She leaned forward and licked it off the slit. She was licking his sperm up from under her chin as she went out to the well to clean up.

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I knew I shouldn't, but I just couldn't help it. I reached under Shame's bedroll and pulled out his revolver. It was heavier then I thought it would be, to big for my hand, probably perfect for Shame's. It's only purpose was to kill a man. Father wouldn't let us own such a weapon. We had some small caliber rifles for hunting and killing coyotes, but that was it.

"You shouldn't go through man's things," said Shame behind me.

I shoved the gun back under the bedroll and spun around. My childish instincts wanted to deny any wrong doing even when caught red-handed. Instead, I just said, "I'm sorry."

"Get out of here boy, before I tan your hide."

I jumped and was half-way to the door when Shame added, "Caleb, if you promise not to tell your pa, I'll let you shoot it some time."

I let out a little whoop and ran to get my school books. Soon, I was walking down the road towards the little schoolhouse in town. I had caught up with Tommy, the son of another homesteader, when we saw the cowboys coming.

They often passed by on their way to the range, so we didn't think nothing of it until they reined in about twenty feet in front of us. "Better get our lassos boys, looks like two little piggies got out of their pens."

"We're not pigs," shouted Tommy. He was a little headstrong.

"You're dirt farmers," laughed a cowboy. "pigs are too good for you. How about tasting some dirt?"

The cowboy dug his heels in his horse's flanks and charged. I dove out of the way, but got covered in dirt as the horse galloped by. More dirt was showered on us as the two other cowboys followed suit.

"There you go piggies," shouted a cowboy "feel at home now." They rode off laughing.

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"They did what?" said mother just as the knife cut a long slit on her hand. She had been peeling an apple to make us a pie.

"Called us piggies," I shouted.

"What do we do?" said mother as dad wrapped a bandage around her hand.

"Nothing," said Shame from the table. "Their trying to provoke you. Tell the other homesteaders to keep their temper."

Every day after that, Bodie's men called us pigs as they rode by the homestead.

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"You sure we shouldn't do anything?" said Hetty as she pulled her shift over her head.

"Bodie wants one of you to make the first move so he can claim self defense," said Shame.

Hetty kneeled before Shame and began coating his cock with the honey again. Her cut hand hurt too bad to use, so she tried to get him off with just the one, but it quickly tired. "Sorry Shame, I can't do it with just one hand."

"You'll have to suck me off then."

"I couldn't do that."

"You're already half-way there," said Shame. "You're putting the head in your mouth and swallowing my cum, all you have to do now is bob your head a little. You can use your hand to jerk off what you can't swallow."

"I don't know Shame. I can't cheat on Elijah."

"It ain't cheating, says so in the scriptures. Only fornicating is adultery. Besides, remember our deal, you got to get me off every day I'm here. I don't care how you do it." She hesitated a bit still and Shame added, "I'm the only one who can keep your family safe Hetty."

That was enough to convince her. Hetty stretched her mouth around Shame's cock head and looked up at him for instructions.

"Not so fast ma'am," said Shame. "Start by licking around the head."

Hetty removed her mouth and began licking around the hard head of Shame's cock. She pulled the foreskin down and licked around the ridge and then up over the tip, teasing the slit with her tongue.

"Now lick down the shaft."

Hetty grasped the base of his cock and ran her tongue down the sides and over the top, licking up all traces of the honey. She licked all the way down the shaft until her tongue touched his curly black pubic hair.

"Now lift my cock up and lick the underside."

Hetty obeyed. She grabbed his cock by the head and lifted it up. The underside was dominated by a large blue-black vein, that pulsed with each beat of his heart. She ran her tongue down the vein to the bottom of Shame's cock.

"Now lick my balls, ma'am."

This order surprised Hetty, but she complied. It was easier just following his instructions. She held his cock against his stomach as she licked his balls. They were sized to match his cock, which also explained the large amount of cum he produced. Comparing Shame to Elijah was like comparing apples to walnuts. She finished and moved her tongue back up his shaft.

Hetty kissed the tip of his cock as a gesture of respect for his massive appendage. Shame's cock had swollen larger then she had ever seen it and it glistened from her tongue bath. "Why sir, I do believe your cock's enjoying this."

"I can assure you it is, ma'am," replied Shame breathing heavily. "It's gonna like this part even more. Now suck on it"

Hetty was breathing heavily too as she took the head into her mouth again. Her nipples were so hard they were sore and she could feel moisture between her thighs. She couldn't understand why her body continued to have this reaction when she was with Shame.

Just the head of Shame's cock seemed to fill her mouth and Hetty had no idea how she was going to swallow much more, but she loved a challenge. Hetty began to bob her head. Soon the tip touched the back of her throat. She pushed down and immediately felt herself choking so she backed up. The head plopped out of her mouth and she stared at it trying to figure the best way to go about this.

"Just relax your throat and breathe through your nose," said the black man.

Hetty nodded and put her lips around the tip again. She took a deep breath and pushed down. This time she suppressed her gag reflex and let the head push into her throat. Still, she withdrew, this time keeping the head in her mouth before trying again. Soon she was pushing more and more inside her. Staring down his shaft was making her dizzy so she closed her eyes and concentrated on swallowing. She took more and more until sure she was near the end, Hetty opened her eyes and was astonished to see that she was only halfway there. Hetty growled in frustration and attacked Shame's cock. She started bobbing her head furiously trying to take more. Shame seemed to like her enthusiasm and he started bucking his hips forward with each downward thrust of her head.

Unfortunately, she started feeling her throat getting sore and her neck was getting tired. She had only managed three-quarters, but he didn't seem to mind. His cock was swelling again. Hetty brought her good hand up to the base and began stroking half while sucking on the rest. Just when she feared it was swelling so much she'd choke again, it blew. His cock spasmed in her throat and she could feel it pumping, his cum sliding directly into her belly. She missed the taste and removed all but the head so that he was cumming in her mouth. She used her hands to milk every drop she could, until it was dry and she reluctantly released it.

"Your cock suckins as good as your cookin ma'am," said Shame turning to blow out the lantern.

Hetty blushed and felt a surge of pride at pleasing him. "Next time sir, I'm going to take it all." She pulled on her shift and returned to her husband pleased that there wasn't any mess to clean up this time.

* * * * *

The next day Shame hitched up the wagon for Elijah. After breakfast the rancher was going into town to conduct some business. He was taking Caleb to school and Mary was riding along to buy some things in town.

Shame went inside for his breakfast while Hetty went out to wave bye to her family. "More flapjacks, Shame," said Hetty upon returning.

"Much obliged ma'am," said Shame as Hetty refilled his plate.

Shame finished his breakfast and sat back in the chair. Hetty had disappeared while he ate.

"Oh sir."

Shame turned to look at Hetty. He grinned when he saw she was standing nude in the doorway to the living room. She looked fantastic. Hetty had actually fixed her hair up a little and he detected just a touch of make-up on her lips and cheeks.

"The family will be gone for several hours, I was thinking we might be more comfortable in a bed. Why wait for tonight?"

"Why wait indeed?" said Shame turning to follow her upstairs.

Shame stretched out, his beefy body taking up more then half the bed. Hetty couldn't kneel between his legs because of a large baseboard, so she sat on the edge of the bed.and leaned over him as she took his cock in her mouth.

"Hetty you'll strain your neck," said Shame. "Why don't you climb on top?"

"There's no room, sir."

"In the other direction," he said grabbing her leg.

Hetty let Shame pull her on top of him and she found herself looking down at his cock while she straddled his chest. She was embarrassed at the view he must have. He could probably see deep inside her. Hetty suppressed her shame and began licking Shame's cock, she planned on taking it all this time.

"Hetty," said Shame. "I was just wondering, how come you're still naked. You managed to swallow my entire load last time."

Hetty paused licking down the shaft and said, "I don't know, but you're right, I should probably dress from now on. It is inappropriate." She knew she had no desire to go back to wearing her heavy dress or that hot shift. For proprieties sake she would wear them, she knew Shame was staring right up her wet pussy, she could feel his breathe on her thighs.

Hetty loosened her jaw up and stretched her mouth out around his cock-head. She was bobbing her head over half when Shame said, "If you take it all, I'll give you a big reward."

Hetty nodded over his cock and attacked it again. It was easier then the last time and she managed to swallow nine inches a lot faster. She looked with determination at the remaining three inches. Hetty raised her body, closed her eyes, hunched her back, and forced herself down. Something tickled her nose and she opened her eyes. Her nose was buried in his hairy testicles, she had done it. Overjoyed, she removed her mouth and said, "Whats my reward?"

A shiver of pleasure suddenly rocked her body as Shame licked up her slit. "Shame stop, what are you doing?"

"I'm eating your pussy," he said, licking again. "Tell me you don't like it."

"It's incredible, but why?"

"I'm gonna make you cum."

"A woman can't cum," said Hetty shuddering as his tongue worked it's way between the folds of her pussy.

"Just wait and see bitch," said Shame. "and I didn't say you could quit sucking me."

Hetty started sucking him off again, but found it hard to concentrate. Her body was shaking, she was moaning around his cock, and she was thrusting her hips back into Shame's tongue. At times, his tongue felt as long as Elijah's penis, as it worked it's way around inside her. Something was building up inside her. Her entire body felt alive. Shame had moved his tongue down to the tip of her pussy and was licking around a little nib there. It actually felt like the nib was growing, becoming engorged as he teased it, and she had to take her mouth of Shame's cock as she screamed. The orgasm caught her off guard as it rocked her body. It was the most pleasurable thing she had ever felt.

She took a moment to catch her breath and recover. Then, Hetty kissed all over his cock to say thanks before taking it in her mouth and bobbing her head rapidly knowing she could never give him as much pleasure as she had just received.

He continued to eat her pussy, throwing off her rhythm, but she concentrated on getting him off. His cock was swelling just as she felt another orgasm approaching. It took her just as he came.

It was bigger, more powerful then the first. She lost control and his pumping cock baptised her face with sperm as she arched her back to scream. She managed to clamp her mouth over the tip in time to catch his third wad.

As she recovered, Hetty was aware of that her orgasmic pleasure was being replaced by another equally as powerful emotion. She had strong feelings for Shame akin to the love she felt only for Elijah and her family.

Shame left to do his chores without saying a word. Hetty looked at herself in the mirror and at her sperm covered face. She was thankful Elijah was gone for it would take awhile to clean up this mess.

She decided to stay nude with Shame, just in case she lost control again and because she wanted him to have access to her pussy the next time he got a hankering to eat her.

* * * * *

That night, Hetty snuck down to the barn to be with Shame. He was lying nude on the cot. "What are you doing here ma'am, you already paid me today?"

Hetty didn't know why she was here, but said, "consider it a signing on bonus." She pulled the shift over her head. Hetty was afraid he wouldn't be interested or able to get his cock up again after this morning. She ran her hands down over her breasts, teasing her nipples, and one hand continued down her flat belly, stopping between her legs. She hoped this would excite him and felt a shiver as his cock began to grow.

"Can I eat your pussy again ma'am?" asked Shame.

"Of course, sir."

Shame threw the bedroll down on the hay and she ended up straddling his face. She had three little orgasms as she bounced up and down on his tongue.

Afterwards, she kneeled between his legs as he sat on the cot. It didn't feel wrong anymore, what she was doing. Instead, it felt right and natural to please Shame.

"Whatt are you thinking?" he said catching her staring at his cock.

"I was wondering what it would feel like to have this monster in my pussy."

"Want to try?"

" ...No," she said, surprised that she had hesitated. "No, It can never happen."

"Never?"

"Never."

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See part 2, where it happens...