The Unwanted Houseguest

Beth quickly left the building and made her way to her car. She couldn't wait to have Steve's cock buried in her vagina. The days events had gotten her so worked up that she was so horny it actually hurt. Her need for sex was so bad that she almost regretted her introduction to good sex. Almost.

The club had been packed when Beth arrived and she had been forced to park in a dark corner of the lot far from the building. The club had emptied out quickly leaving her car alone except for a motorcycle parked nearby. Beth had taken her keys out of her purse and was reaching for the door when she was grabbed from behind. A strong arm held her tight and a big beefy hand covered her mouth immobilizing her. Beth struggled in fear until she realized the futility of it and calmed herself. She stood still feeling her heart beating in her chest until her attacker spun her around revealing himself to be Duane.

"Duane, what the hell are you doing?" she asked.

"Beth," he said frantically. "You've got to let me fuck you." He lifted her up onto the hood of her car and yanked her thong off from under her skirt, setting it beside her on the hood. His pants were already around his ankles and his cock was rock hard again.

"No!" she said firmly, covering up the entrance to her pussy with her hands. "I can't let you fuck me, my boyfriend will find out."

"Damn it Beth," he protested. "Then you've got to blow me again. No woman has ever swallowed me whole. "

"I can't Duane," she replied. "Your big cock stretched my cheeks out so much, that I almost got caught."

"Aaagh," Duane cried in frustration. "Then let me look at you while I jack off."

Beth nodded yes. She really wanted to see the what the cum looked like flying out from his cock. "Just promise that you won't cum on me." "I promise," he said before spitting into his hand and then he started running it up and down his long black shaft.

"Show me your tits," he demanded.

Beth lifted up her top and stretched out the elastic around her large breasts and let it snap back above them so that her breasts were free.

"Spread your lips so that I can see your insides," he ordered, stroking his cock rapidly.

Beth's skirt was around her waist and she could feel the cold metal of the car hood on her ass causing her to shiver as she spread her legs wide for Duane. Beth reached down and held her pussy open for him. Beth looked down at her spred pussy and then back up at Duane, he seemed closer. She wasn't sure whether Duane just kept moving closer or if she was sliding forwards to get closer to his cock. The next thing she knew, she was staring in awe at his big black dick as he stroked it just inches from her open pussy.

Duane thrust his cock through his hand and the big head touched her labia for a brief second causing her to practically jump into the air with desire. She felt every nerve ending in her pussy screaming for sex at his touch. Her hands were shaking and sweat broke out on her forehead as she tried to resist her need to orgasm. Beth tried slipping her finger into her pussy but it was no use. A big orgasm was lurking beneath the surface of her body and it needed more then her finger to bring it out.

'Duane, you can rub your cock along my slit," she said. "but don't put it in me." Duane eagerly complied and they both groaned as he began rubbing his dick along her pussy. It felt great but did nothing to help along her orgasm and she whimpered in frustration.

"Poor Beth," he remarked. "Why don't you let me push my head in a little? That should help."

"Ok," she said, "but just a little."

Duane pushed down on his cock and watched about half of the fat head disappear inside her.

Beth sighed and clawed futilely at the hood of her car when he entered her. Duane just obediently moved part of his head in and out of her. Beth felt that she would be able to cum with just a little more inside her. "Go ahead and push the rest of the head in." Beth felt her impending orgasm move up into her abdomen and it lingered there teasing her. Beth smiled up at Duane thinking about how nice he was. Steve wouldn't have taken no for an answer and Duane was just politely complying with her wishes. She should reward him. "You can push about half your cock in but don't cum in me," she reminded him.

Duane grinned down at her and began slamming about half his cock in and out of her. He noticed her body was responding to his thrusts, her hips rising up to meet his cock every time he pushed it in.

Beth couldn't stand it any more. Her orgasm felt like a caged animal, trying to latch onto his cock with each thrust, hoping to escape her body. Beth opened her mouth to tell the handsome black man to bury his cock in her pussy, but Duane seemed to be anticipating her request and slammed all 11" into her before she could get out a word. His massive black cock stretched her out further then she had ever been and she felt her long awaited orgasm explode from her body. She screamed in pleasure and just kept screaming as he continued to fuck her.

Duane became alarmed at her cries of pleasure and seeing some people leaving the bar, he shoved her panties into her mouth. She clamped her mouth down and the panties helped to muffle her screams. He continued to slam her hard against the hood, watching her body writhe in pleasure as she flung her head back and forth in disbelief at the intensity of her orgasms. He could feel his cock grow even bigger and he said, "Here it comes baby."

Beth's eyes widened in fear and she yanked the thong out of her mouth and screamed, "Pull out, pull out."

The look on Duanes face was purely predatory as he made like he was pulling out, only to slam his entire cock into her pussy. "Nooo," shouted Beth as she felt his cock jerk in her pussy and it began spraying it's large load of sperm. He held it buried in her pussy and it leaped uncontrollably as it sprayed her pussy with his semen. The powerful jet of semen just kept spraying the sensitive area around her cervix, triggering her to have one constant orgasm that lasted as long as his. Beth passed out as she felt his cum trickling out of her pussy around his cock.

She awoke a few minutes later to the sound of his motorcycle taking off and found herself lying length ways along the car hood still practically naked. Her breasts ached a little and her ass was sitting in a large pool of sperm. She'd have to run home really fast to clean his mess up. Beth jumped off the car and licked her lips tasting his cum and her own juices on them. That bastard must have used my mouth to clean his dick off, she thought in disgust. For a brief second she felt ashamed at what she had become but just as quickly shrugged it off as it simply felt too good to regret.

Beth looked around for her thong but it was gone and in a daze she stumbled into her car. Beth looked at her face in the mirror seeing the dried sperm on her lips and she made sure she licked it all off before starting the engine. Beth's aching nipples demanded attention and glancing down she saw that she had forgotten to pull her halter top back down over her breasts. For some reason, it had been pulled down to her nipples so that it looked like her nipples were holding her top up. Both nipples were fully erect and swollen from where he had apparently bitten them after she had passed out. A little angry, Beth was lifting up the top to stretch it out over her breasts when she saw something that almost made her faint again, this time with fear. Duane had left two big hickies just above her nipples.

"Oh my god," she said out loud, thinking about what she was going to do. On the verge of panicking, Beth calmed down, reminding herself that she was a strong, intelligent woman. She brightened up a little when she realized that she might be able to use make up to cover the hickies. Hopefully she had enough time to clean up and try to cover up the evidence of her infidelity to her husband's brother. Beth put the car in drive and saw Steve walk out of the bar and head around back towards his motorcycle. An hour had passed and Duane had fucked her for almost the whole time! She slammed on the gas and squealed out of the parking lot. She would have only a few minutes until Steve got home.

Chapter 6: Whose that Knockin' at My Back Door

Beth could see the single headlight on Steve's motorcycle following her the whole way home. Duane had taken her panties and there was nothing holding his semen inside her pussy. His large load constantly oozed out of her body staining the car seats and soaking her thighs. Beth had never been so scared in her life as she was at that moment. She had given into lust and let a giant dicked black man fuck her. He had apparently chosen to mark her as his property by cumming inside her and giving her two large hickies on her breasts. Now Steve was just minutes away from finding out.

Beth turned the car on to her block and pulled into her driveway. She was naked and halfway up the stairs when she heard his bike pull up beside her car. She was out of time. Beth heard the front door slam as she ran into the bathroom and quickly ran a cold wash rag between her legs, shivering as the clammy rag cleaned up a little of Duane's sperm. Beth gave up searching for makeup to hide the hickies when she heard Steve walking up the stairs. She had just thrown herself onto the bed and had managed to pull the covers up and turn out the light when Steve entered the room.

Steve flipped on the light and strolled into the room. He didn't say a word to her as he stripped and stood before her in all his glory. "Get out from under those covers so I can see your body," he said while stroking his cock to full erection.

"I..I'm cold," she said nervously. "Come get under the covers with me." Beth patted the bed and tried to smile seductively at him.

Steve stared at her for a moment, shocked that she had contradicted him, before yanking the covers off the bed. Beth scrambled to cover herself, folding her arms across her breasts.

She saw Steve staring between her legs and to her horror, she realized that still more of Duane's sperm was leaking out of her leaving a big wet spot on the sheet. Beth thrust both hands down to cover her pussy revealing her hickie covered breasts.

Her eyes widened in fear as she saw Steve start to shake in rage. "You fucking slut whore," he roared. "You let a black man soil your pussy didn't you slut?"

Beth curled up into a fetal position and began to rock back and forth as Steve continued to hurl insults at her. He seemed so mad that she was afraid he was going to hit her even though he had never physically abused her, other then the time he had spanked her on the beach. After a while she almost wished he would hit her, if it would get him to stop verbally abusing her. She cried as he continued to belittle her and she was afraid he'd never stop. She was even more afraid he'd never fuck her again.

Everything he says is true, she thought continuing to cry. I am a slut. I am only good for one thing. My body was built to please men. She was so caught up in self realization that she failed to notice he had stopped screaming at her.

"Now go clean your ass up," he yelled. "I don't want to feel any trace of black man's sperm in you when I fuck you."

Beth's heart gave a little leap of joy knowing he was still going to fuck her but the tears continued to roll down her eyes as she ran to the bathroom.

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Beth stepped into the tub and lowered herself into the hot water. She had run out of tears a long time ago but she continued to sob as she scrubbed herself up. What had she become? What would her feminist professors think of her now? Four years of their teachings had been disproven by one hand job. No, not even the hand job, just the sight of Steve's twelve inch cock had begun filling her head with ideas. She had wanted to lose the pool game so that she could taste his cock in her mouth. She wanted him to fuck her pussy and her ass. She enjoyed sucking on the fat photographers cock and she loved the thought of thousands of men jerking off to nude pictures of her in magazines. Here she was trying to clean all trace of Duane from her body and she actually wanted more of his sperm filling her belly, pussy, and ass.

Steve had taught her more about herself in the last month then any college professor ever could. Steve was the only teacher that mattered. Beth could hear Steve walking around downstairs as she winced as the wash cloth touched the bruised skin from her hickies. She dropped the cloth when she heard his motorcycle, but calmed herself when it shut off a minute later. She was confused, had he changed his mind and almost left her? She heard him stomping up the stairs and then the bed creaked as he got back on it. Beth dried her body off and then swished mouthwash around her mouth feeling a moments regret that the taste of Duane's semen was now gone forever.

She opened the door and saw Steve laying on the bed. He was holding his massive cock up so that it reached towards the ceiling. He still looked angry and she shuffled towards the bed holding her head down. Beth kneeled on the edge of the bed at his feet and she began crawling up towards his cock. She heard sounds coming from her throat and realized that she was whimpering, like a bad dog, crawling back to its master begging forgiveness.

Beth reached his cock and leaned forward to kiss it. "Not this time Slut," he said, yanking it away from her lips. "Just climb up and fuck me." Beth started sobbing again when he jerked it away. She had always kissed his cock before sex and now she wasn't worthy of it. She threw her leg around him and rose up above his crotch.

With one hand Steve held his cock up towards her pussy and with his other he reached over and turned out the lights. "I don't want to have to look at your slut ass while I fuck you," he explained.

Beth gave a cry of anguish at his words, but continued to squat down towards his cock head. She had left the bathroom light on and a little light leaked into the room. Her eyes hadn't yet adjusted to the darkness but she could sense his cock below her. She let gravity take her down onto his cock and heard a loud squishing sound as it was buried in her pussy. She was soaking wet, and not from the bath or from Duane's cum, it was from a burning desire to please Steve that had her so aroused. She decided to give Steve the best fuck of his life and she did squats over his cock so that she could use his entire length to fuck her. She was panting from the exertion but after five minutes her efforts were rewarded when Steve started bucking his hips to match her squats and she orgasmed knowing that he was enjoying it. After another five minutes, Steve grabbed her hips and pulled her down to her knees so that most of his cock remained buried in her pussy as he started to fuck her hard.

Beth was giving little cries of pleasure as she felt Steve slide his hands down to her ass cheeks. She moaned, knowing that he was about to stick one of his fingers in her ass. Steve gave a powerful thrust of his cock, causing the entire bed to jump and she had another orgasm from the force of his thrust.

She felt his finger probe at her rectum and then he pushed it in. No, it was too large to be his finger, he was stuffing something else in. Then Beth felt another pair of hands on her hips and a massive, well lubricated cock was sliding into her ass. Steve's hands were holding her ass cheeks spread for another man.

The pleasure she felt from being simultaneously penetrated by two meaty cocks was incredible but it still shocked her and she tried to struggle. Steve's grip on her ass strengthened, holding her in place while the other man shoved his entire cock into her until his balls slapped against her thighs just above the base of Steve's shaft. Beth could feel the two cocks rubbing against each other separated by only a thin layer of flesh and they felt incredible. She heard a click as Steve reached over and switched on the light. He was smiling at her now and Beth looked over her shoulder to see Duane also smiling at her, his white teeth standing out against his black face.

"Beth," Steve said, "I'd like you to meet one my buddies, Duane."

"We've met Steve," Duane added.

"I don't understand," said a very confused Beth as she looked back at Steve.

"I owed my bro a couple favors," said Steve, "so I decided to share the new slut I was breaking in."

"Oh," said Beth, feeling both their cocks began to move a couple of inches inside her. "So your not mad?"

"Fuck yeah I'm mad," said Steve. "Duane bet me that he could fuck you before you knew who he was and I hate to lose."

"Oh," said Beth again, as they began to fuck her two holes with about half their cocks.

"Yeah bro, pay up tomorrow," said Duane pulling his black cock out of her ass until just the fat head stretched out her sphincter grotesquely and then slamming the entire length back in.

"Ohh," moaned Beth, feeling Steve doing the same thing with his cock. "How much did you lose?"

"One fucking dollar," Steve snarled, and then at Beth's surprised look added, "Never bet on a cock slut to turn down a big dick."

"Ooh, ooooo, fuck me," cried Beth upset that she was only worth a dollar but enjoying having both her holes stuffed too much to care about it. They were taking turns slamming their cocks into her and Beth felt her nerves tingling around whichever cock happened to be buried in her at the moment. She cried out in pleasure as the stimulation turned into a series of orgasms that caused her to buck wildly around their cocks. Almost on cue, the men changed their tactics, both pulling out and both ramming their cocks in together and her orgasms grew bigger and continued to come in a series of waves.

"Ow," she cried, as their cocks began to swell as they approached orgasm. It was like thier big organs were competing for space in her body. Duane lasted longer, probably because he had already cum twice that night already and she felt a thick wad of Steve's semen strike her cervix and his giant cock was jumping deep inside her pussy as it continued to spit out wad after wad. Duane's fat black cock began hosing the insides of her rectum before Steve had finished his orgasm and she felt her ass filling with his seed.

The cocks quit jerking after a minute or two and the two men paused to catch their breath, while Beth just laid there stunned by the feelings she had just experienced. She felt a trickle of cum leak out of her pussy and drip onto the bed. It was soon joined by a trickle from her ass that turned into a stream and then a gusher when Duane slowly pulled his cock out of her rectum and collapsed beside Beth on her husband's side of the bed.

Steve apparently didn't like having his buddies sperm dripping onto his balls, so he pulled out and threw Beth off of him. Cum continued to gush out of her holes as she laid between the two men. She'd be sleeping in a big wet spot tonight.

Later, Beth laid between the men on her back, gently stroking their long cocks. Duane was softly snoring but Steve's cock started to respond. Not wanting to work too hard at cumming Steve pushed Beth's head down towards his cock and soon felt her take the head into her mouth.

"Beth," he said grabbing her head to push it up and down his cock. "Duane's going out to California with me at the end of the week. "He'll be staying here until then." He felt her head bob around his cock enthusiastically and continued. "Call in sick to work the rest of the week, your going to be too busy serving us until were gone and by the way, starting tomorrow morning I want you wearing that sexy maid's uniform for the rest of the week.

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"I didn't like that job anyway," said Beth as she hung up the phone. They had just fired her for calling out too many times this month and weren't about to let her take off for a whole week.