Tricia Marx Blacks On Blondes He rode into our valley in the summer of '89, a giant of a black man
dressed in clothes as dark as his skin. He was tall and terrible in the
road looming up gigantic in the half-light. I was a kid then, watching
him approaching from several miles off. Even from a distance there was
something about him. My pa came out just as he rode up to our ranch.
"I'd appreciate some water for my horse," said the black giant.
"Help yourself stranger," said my pa. "Troughs around back. Take all the
water you need.
I watched the man ride around back. He had a gun on his hip and a
Winchester rifle sticking up from his saddle. I would have followed him,
but at that moment some of Bodie's men rode up to hassle my father. They
came from the opposite direction the black man had, from where Bodie
drove his herds. My ma came out on the porch then to see what all the
fuss was about.
"My you fill out that dress right nicely, ma'am," said one of the thugs
leaning down on his saddle.
"What do you men wan't?" asked my father stepping in front of mother.
The cowboy's eyes lingered on mother a second before speaking again. "Mr
Bodie still wants this land."
"It's not for sale."
"Who said anything about buying it," said the cowboy resting his hand on
the pistol dangling from his hip.
Then I watched as the cowboy's eyes grew wide and he slowly removed his
hand from the gun. He was staring over my shoulder. I turned to look,
the black man was standing behind me with the rifle slung over his
shoulder. His eyes were cold, but he smiled and said, "Thanks for the
water sir."
"Think about what we said," growled the cowboy turning his horse and
galloping off. The two others followed him.
Father watched them go an angry look on his face before turning to the
black man and smiling. "Well stranger, seeing how it's getting late and
that horse of your could probably use a rest, why don't you join us for
dinner? You can bed down in the barn tonight."
"Much obliged sir," said the black man.
"I'm Elijah. You won't regret it stranger, Hetty's the best cook in the
Wyoming territory."
"Call me Shame," he said. He never told us more.
********************
Pa didn't lie about mother's cooking. Dinner consisted of chicken,
cornbread, beans, and fresh apple pie. Both Shame and Pa greedily
shoveled ma's food into their mouths.
My sister showed up about half-way through dinner and Ma flashed her an
angry glance for being late. Mary, my sister seemed fascinated with
Shame, as was I. I quietly ate, staring at Shame the whole time. Between
mouthfuls, he spent all his time staring at ma and my sister.
"What's so interesting boy," said Shame finally tuning his attention on
me.
"Mr Shame," I blurted out. "Whys your skin so dark? You burnt in a fire
or something?"
Mother gasped. Father said, "He's a black man Caleb. Now hush up."
We finished eatting and Shame sat back contentedly and patted his belly.
"Ma'am that was the best meal I ever had." Ma blushed. She loved feeding
us.
After dinner, pa got out his pipe and I was ushered off up stairs to
bed. I tried to listen, but all I could hear were mumbles.
********************
Hetty peeked through the barn door at the black man. A lantern lit the
room. Shame was unrolling a bedroll on the cot Elijah had built for a
farm hand that Bodie's men had run off.
"Can I help you ma'am?" asked Shame without turning. It was like he was
aware of everything around him whether he was staring at it or not.
Hetty walked in and Shame slowly turned to face her. "Mr Shame, I was
wondering if you'd like to stay on and work for us. My husband could
sure use the help."
"Help on the farm or help from those men?"
Hetty blushed and looked at her feet. "Both sir."
"Elijahs a big man. How come he didn't stand up to them?"
"It's against our religion to raise our hands against another human
being, sir."
"A real man fights for what he believes in Hetty," said Shame. "What did
they wan't with you?"
"Mr Bodie is the most powerful cattleman in the valley. Us homesteaders
are standing in the way of his cattle drives forcing him further out of
his way. Our land has some springs on it, he needs to water his herd.
How about it, will you stay?"
"I've vowed never to work the dirt again ma'am," said Shame, "but I'd
consider staying if the price was right."
"We don't have much money, but we could offer food and shelter."
"Not enough," said Shame staring her in the eyes.
"What else then?"
"I ain't been with a woman in a long time Hetty," said Shame.
Hetty gasped. She fully believed that all men were animals and Tricia Marx Blacks On Blondes Donna set her margarita down and followed Jessica inside to
try on one of her bikinis. Donna picked a modest one, but still one that
showed off a lot more skin then she was used to.
Jessica watched closely as Donna changed in front of her. The older
woman held her breath and her heart rate increased as she saw Donna's
slim, nude body. Donna was very thin and her breasts actually looked
quite nice on her thin frame. She had big, pointy nipples, but almost no
areola or it was so faint it blended into her white skin. She kept her
reddish-blonde hair, short and curly and it perfectly matched her pubic
hair. "You need one thats cup isnt too big," she said when Donna pulled
the swimsuit on, "but it looks great on you."
"Thanks, if it's only going to be us, I might be willing to wear one by
the pool. I'll buy one first chance I get."
"Good. By the way, did you get any last night?"
"No." She looked sad again.
"Did you try taking care of it?"
"Yes." Not only Donna's face, but her whole body seemed to take on a
crimson tint as she blushed with shame. "But I wasn't any good at it."
"Show me how you did it."
"What! I couldn't do that."
"Come on, we're both friends here. I just want to help you. Lie down on
the bed and pull the bottoms off."
"Ok," said Donna meekly. Donna climbed on the bed and pulled the bottom
of the bikini down her legs.
"Now spread your legs a little and show me how you did it."
"This is strange, but this is what I did." Donna reached down surprised
her vagina was so wet in such an awkward situation. She had been
unusually horny since the water got turned on and her growing arousal
seemed to coincide with her husband's lack of interest. Donna pushed the
tip of her index figure between her labia and moved it around a bit. "It
feels good, but not that good."
Jessica pulled Donna's hand away from her crotch. "Here let me." Donna
jerked and squeeled when Jessica slid her finger inside Donna's vagina.
"You need to know the spots to rub. First, this spot deep in your
pussy." Jessica had pushed her finger all the way in and was rubbing the
tip around a small nub. "And the clit." Jessica used her other hand to
circle it around Donna's clit massaging it until it became blood
engorged and throbbed with excitement.
Donna couldn't help herself. She began humping Jessica's hand. "Oh,
Jess...this doesn't feel right, but..." Donna's pussy clamped down over
Jessica's finger as the young woman came.
Donna was whimpering as Jessica climbed up her body, keeping her finger
in the woman's pussy. Donna opened her eyes just as Jessica brought her
lips down on her own. Donna looked surprised then horrified. She threw
herself off the bed and grabbed her clothes, running for the stairs.
"Donna wait..." called Jessica, but her friend was already gone.
********************
Jessica watched through her window as Donna kissed Jeff goodbye. When
Jeff left, Donna looked up and their eyes met for a moment. Donna hadn't
even looked at her house the last two days since she had been over.
Donna seemed to hesitate like she wanted to come over, but instead
turned back inside her house. Jessica finished her coffee and walked
into the living room. She heard Donna walk in the kitchen door a minute
later. She ran to embrace her firend. "Donna, I'm so sorry. I'm not gay
or anything, but I'm just so horny, I thought we could help each other
out."
"I'm not gay either," said Donna hugging her back. "Jessica, my husband
hasn't touched me for a week. I can't even make him hard. He doesn't
find me attractive anymore."
"My husband has been like that since spring. Donna, why are you here?"
"I haven't been able to get the other day out of my mind. It's the only
satisfaction I've had all week."
Jessica took Donna's hand and led her up the stairs. They were both
wearing robes. Jessica kissed Donna as she undid her friend's robe.
Donna hesitated at first, but gently kissed back. Jessica stepped back
when the robe fell off. Donna was wearing a bra and panties. They were
practicle, not sexy, but she looked good in them. Jessica kissed her
again as she removed Donna's bra.
Donna fumbled with Jessica's robe and opened it just as Jessica stepped
back again with Donna's bra in her hands. Jessica was nude under the
robe. Unconfined, her breasts were huge and pendulous. Unlike Donna,
Jessica's areola were as big as a fifty cent piece and her nipples were
as thick as pencil erasers. Jessica kneeled and kissed just under
Donna's belly button as she pulled the young woman's panties down.
Jessica stood and shrugged off her robe as the two nude women fell on
the bed.
Surprisingly, Donna initiated the next kiss. "Thank you," she whispered.
"It feels so good to be Black Cock Master Monique Cumbang Hetty surprised at the suggestion.
"Why not?"
"A woman doesn't appear nude before a male, not even her husband."
"You should be proud of your body Hetty," said Shame. "You were built to
drive men wild."
Hetty blushed. "Thank you sir. I'll consider it." She turned and headed
back to the house to start dinner.
********************
Hetty climbed out of bed the moment Elijah began snoring. She had
thought about it all evening and decided Shame was right, going nude was
the best way to keep his sperm off her clothes. No man had ever seen her
nude and she couldn't believe she was about to show her body to a
virtual stranger. Then again, she couldn't believe a lot of things she
had done since Shame rode onto their land. Even stranger, she found
herself looking forward to meeting him each night.
Hetty crept downstairs and out the house. She was wearing her night
clothes. A knee length shift that covered her body from her neck to her
knees. It was designed to protect her modesty and to keep from driving
her husband wild. When fornication was a must, a proper lady just lifted
her shift up enough to allow her husband to enter her. Even then it was
always in the dark.
"I was beginning to wonder," said Shame as she entered the barn. He was
sitting nude on the cot. His long cock dangled over the side, soft, but
still eight inches long. Shame had no problem showing off his nude body.
"Forgive me sir, but I couldn't sneak away from Elijah until after we
went to bed."
"As long as your here. Now take that potato sack off," he ordered.
"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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between her legs. Jessica's labia was glistening and parting with
anticipation the older woman was so excited. It made her wonder exactly
how long it had been since Jessica had intercourse with Roger. Donna
decided to make sure Jessica was ready to recieve the oversized dildo,
so she leaned forward, lapping the now familiar vagina.
Jessica writhed on the bed from a small orgasm then cried, "stick it in
now. I need a stiff dick." Donna obliged bringing the dildo up and
pushing the obscene sized head into Jessica's vagina. She was surprised
at how easily it entered her friend. "More Donna. I want it all. Now
fuck me with it. Faster, faster."
Donna was in awe of Jessica's reaction. She was thrashing on the bed
screaming and moaning from orgasm after orgasm. Her orgasms were soaking
Donna's hand where she was thrusting the dildo in and out of the older
woman's vagina. Jessica was raising her hips up to meet Donna's thrusts.
It made the conservaive young woman feel powerful to cause her friend to
react with such pleasure.
Donna wanted to try one more thing, Jessica always got off when Donna
sucked her clit between Donna's lips, so Donna leaned forward continuing
to thrust with the dildo and sucked on Jessica's clit. The older woman
screamed in pleasure and her entire body actually spasmed from what had
to have been a huge orgasm.
Donna pulled the dildo out and went to rinse it off in the bathroom
leaving Jessica to recover.
"Thank you," said Jessica rising from the bed with a dazed look on her
face.
"Alright my turn, how do you want me?" asked Donna.
"You ever been fucked doggy style?
"No," Donna said, wincing at her neighbors language.
"Your in for a treat then. Get on the bed on your hands and knees. You
can rest your head on the pillow, just keep your ass thrust up."
Donna complied. The strange position made her feel exposed and
vulnerable, but it also felt natural. She moaned as Jessica ran her
tongue up between her legs. Her juices ran down her thighs as her vagina
quickly lubricated. It usually took longer for her to get wet, but her
unusual state of arousal over the last week had her ready to go within
seconds.
"Ready?" asked Jessica bringing the dildo up.
"I guess, just go easy ok. That things huge."
Jessica poised the dildo's tip on Donna's pussy lips and pushed. Donna's
swollen labia parted and opened for the huge head as it slipped inside.
Jessica pulled it out and pushed it in again going a few inches deeper.
"Feel good?"
"Yeah it does." Donna's voice was muffled by the pillow. "It's in deeper
then Jeff's ever been."
Jessica frowned, she had only pushed four to five inches in, not even
half the dildo. She had envied Donna for her young handsome husband, now
she felt sorry for the girl. Roger had a nice six and a half inch dick.
Size does matter, except of course when neither of their husbands could
get an erection.
"Give me some more Jessica." Donna felt several more inches entering
her. "I feel so full, a little more please. No, no too much. You're in
too deep."
"Thats the whole thing."
"Really? I didn't think I could do it. Move it aound for me."
"No."
"What? Why?"
"No." Jessica began removing the dildo.
"Jess, please?" she implored. "I need to cum."
"Thats better. Beg for it. Beg me to fuck you."
"Please push it back in. Yeah that's it. It feels so good. Fuck me. Fuck
me hard. Yeah, that feels good, harder, fuck me harder with that big
penis."
Jessica smiled pleased as she slammed the dildo in and out of Donna's
pussy. She had finally gotten the young woman to loosen up a little.
Donna had climbed up on all fours and was pushing back into Jessica's
hand loving the stiff plastic cock as much as Jessica had. Jessica
looked up from the dildo to Donna's ass. Donna had a cute, firm little
ass, with a tight little brown rosebud. She and Roger had engaged in a
little anal play during their youth and she had always enjoyed getting
reamed. Jessica brought her face down towards Donna's asshole though she
wasn't sure Donna was ready for this.
Jessica stuck her tongue out and held it rigid as she pushed it against
Donna's cute little asshole. Donna screamed and reared back actually
pushing Jessica's tongue in deeper. Jessica feared she had gone to far
with the less experienced woman, but Donna wasn't concerned with the
anal play, she was pointing at the window. "Donna, what's wrong."
"I saw a face... a black face staring a us."
"But we're on the second floor." Then Jessica heard the sounds of
someone descending a ladder in a hurry. She yanked the dildo out of
Donna, threw her robe on and ran downstairs.
A huge, ugly black man was standing by a beat up pickup truck. The man
was Inter Racial Interracial Sex Videos probably lying in bed
already asleep and for the first time in her life wanted to fornicate
with him.
When she felt she was decent enough. Hetty turned and quickly headed
towards the house and upstairs to Elijah.
*******************
Shame tore into ma's flapjacks with as much gusto as he had last nights
dinner. Everyone was quite that morning. Mary and I still stared at
Shame. Ma and pa kept glancing at each other, father would get a dumb
grin on his face when he met ma's eyes. Mother glanced at Shame every
now and then, she seemed as fascinated with him as we were.
"Shame," said father breaking the silence, "are you in such a hurry to
saddle up or can I show you around the property?"
"I reckon I'm not in too much of a hurry," said Shame sitting back. "I
need to walk off those fine flapjacks of yours ma'am." He winked at
mother and she turned bright red.
"Well lets go," said father standing up. I stared at him with open eyes
until he motioned for me to join them.
Our property is quite large and showing Shame around took the better
part of two hours. We arrived at Mary's favorite part of our land. It
was a clear spring watering hole surrounded by lush green grass and
bushes. My sister was a moody girl and once her chores were done she was
prone to wandering off by herself. She used the hole for bathing and
liked to read in the shade during the hotter months. She liked to be
left alone and I was forced to swim in another hole close by.
"This is the reason Bodie's boys keep giving me so much trouble," said
father sweeping his hand down to the spring. "He drives his cattle about
two miles away and this spring would save him a lot of time. Plus, the
more you drive your cattle, the more choice meat they lose. Bodie's
living in the past. The future lies in farms like mine. Keeping the herd
well-fed and stationary keeps them fat and juicy.
We finished up behind the barn where the stump of a giant oak tree
marred the landscape. Father stopped and rested against the stump. "I
work on removing this when I get a chance, but keeping the farm running
takes a lot of time and hard work. I could sure use a hand around here
Mr Shame."
"Are you asking me to stay on?"
"It would sure help me out and if I read you correctly, you could use a
break from the trail."
"I have unpleasant memories of working with the dirt as a boy, Elijah."
"I understand what your saying Shame," said father. "I don't need help
with the plants, but with the cattle. I'll pay you what I can, which
isn't much to be honest. I'll have more money in a few months when I
sell the herd down."
Mother chose that moment to come out and tell us lunch was ready. Shame
stared at her a moment and said to father, "You just hired yourself a
hand." I was delighted.
After lunch, Shame pushed his chair back and stood up. "Where you going
Shame?" asked ma.
"Ma'am, a man's got to earn his keep when he gets fine meals like
yours."
Soon after Shame left, we heard the sounds of an axe striking wood.
Father got up from the table and walked outside. We all followed.
Shame was behind the barn swinging an axe at the old stump. Each swing
of his mighty arm sent splinters of wood flying up from a large exposed
root. Father stared for a moment and then he disappeared into the barn,
returning a moment later with a spade.
I watched the two men working on that stump for hours. Mary stood beside
me for awhile, but she quickly grew bored and wondered off. As the hours
passed a hole appeared underneath the stump. It slowly grew until after
about three hours, pa stood in the hole and pushed against the stump. My
eyes grew wide as the stump moved an inch and I let out a little cheer.
Pa could push the stump out about three feet by the time ma called us in
to dinner. The two men ate like it was their last meal and since there
was still some daylight left they returned to the stump. I had to stay
in and help ma with the dishes so I couldn't watch them, but just as the
sun was disappearing a great shout rose up from behind the barn and we
all went out to investigate.
The two men were leaning heavily on each other. The stump was out of the
hole.
*******************
Hetty gasped as she entered the barn. Shame stood naked before a pail of
water as he washed the days sweat from his well-muscled torso. The light
from the lantern reflected off his incredible body and Hetty felt her
nipples hardening. His magnificent cock was half erect, jutting out from
his body, and angled down. Cock, she had never heard a man's penis
called that until 
Amateur Interracial Alexis Golden Blacks On Blondes she would ever do, even to Jeff, yet she found her head was
bobbing faster over the tip and her tongue was rapidly flickering around
the head and across the pee-slit. It was hard to think of her husband.
It was hard to think about anything but the huge black penis in her
mouth. Donna rationalized that she was just trying to get this over
with, but she was filled with an overwhelming desire to please Mustafa.
"Thats it baby, suck that black cock."
For some reason Donna redoubled her efforts. She gagged as his cock-head
pushed into her throat, but she repressed it and kept going. She felt
the head sliding up and down her throat. She felt like she was going to
choke, so she removed it from her mouth, but continued to lick every
inch of the huge shaft. Donna tried again, swallowing over half his
cock. She wrapped her hand around the rest and began jerking him off
while bobbing her head. It felt hotter, harder, and it seemed to swell
up even bigger after she had been sucking on it for close to half an
hour.
Mustafa's cock erupted in her throat, the first huge wad of sperm
sliding directly into her belly. She couldn't taste it in her throat,
but she wasn't expecting it to be so hot. Mustafa had other plans, he
odviously wanted her to taste it, because he placed his hand on her
forhead and pushed back until his cock-head was in her mouth. The second
wad caused her cheeks to balloon out and his cum dribbled down her lips
as the amount overwhelmed her. Donna liked it! There were no words to
describe the taste as she swallowed as much as she could to make room
for his third wad. It was just very manly and very satisfying. She tried
to swallow faster this time so as not to spill any. By the time he was
done cumming, she was milking the shaft for more with the head resting
on her outstretched tongue.
"Want more slut?" he asked.
'YES,' screamed her body, but she was silent as she stared at him. He
had just cum twice in an hour, there was no way he could cum again.
Mustafa pulled her to her feet and turned her so that she was facing the
bed. "Get on all fours on the bed.
Donna did as she was told finding Jessica had crawled up to the pillow
and was laying on her back with her legs still spread open. Donna was
between Jessica's legs staring at her friend's
gaping sperm filled vagina. It reminded her that her own aroused vagina
was thrust up for Mustafa to see. She felt one huge beefy hand on her
butt cheek. Mustafa squeezed her cheek once then pushed her forward so
that her face was thrust into Jessica's pussy. This was what he meant by
asking if she wanted more. The sperm between Jessica's legs had
liquified, but Donna stuck her tongue out and began lapping anyway.
Jessica shuddered and moaned at her touch.
Donna felt Mustafa's hands on her ass again. Then something moved across
her thigh to her slit, something big and hard. Her labia parted as it
pushed inside. The perverted bastard was shoving something into her
vagina. Twice already he had ejaculated, so it couldn't be his penis.
Plus, it was too big and hard. It was unyeilding and felt like a
baseball bat. Donna feared it would rip her in two. Donna wanted to
protest, but a powerful thrust pushed her mouth hard against Jessica's
vagina.
The thing in her vagina was stretching her like never before as it
pushed in deeper then her husband had ever reached and kept going. Her
soaked, fully aroused vagina making it easy, even for something so big.
"What the hell are you shoving in me, you monster?" she sceamed pulling
her head out of Jessica's crotch.
"Shit bitch, you ain't never felt a real man's cock in your pussy till
now."
'Impossible,' she thought. Donna was about to protest again when two
things slapped against her thighs as the object pushed even deeper into
her vagina. Then they slapped again, stinging a little as Mustafa began
pumping in and out of her. 'Dear god, that is his cock in me.' Her mind
refusing to call it penis anymore. Donna could now feel every bump,
ridge, and vein on the huge shaft. She could even make out the leftward
curve of his cock and the left ball was slapping her thigh with greater
force then the right.
Donna shuddered with the realization that she was now getting fucked by
Mustafa's huge black cock and a fresh wave of lubrication coated every
inch of the shaft slowly moving in and out of her pussy. Her pussy was
clamping down around the shaft and little waves of pleasure were
starting to radiate out from her crotch. The thrusts were pushing her
into Jessica's crotch again and Jessica was raising her pussy up into
Donna's mouth.
'Selfish bitch,' she thought. Jessica hadn't asked Mustafa to let her go
to protect her. Jessica had wanted him all to herself. Donna Blacks On Blondes Tube 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."
See part 2 
Cumbang Siterip Donna set her margarita down and followed Jessica inside to
try on one of her bikinis. Donna picked a modest one, but still one that
showed off a lot more skin then she was used to.
Jessica watched closely as Donna changed in front of her. The older
woman held her breath and her heart rate increased as she saw Donna's
slim, nude body. Donna was very thin and her breasts actually looked
quite nice on her thin frame. She had big, pointy nipples, but almost no
areola or it was so faint it blended into her white skin. She kept her
reddish-blonde hair, short and curly and it perfectly matched her pubic
hair. "You need one thats cup isnt too big," she said when Donna pulled
the swimsuit on, "but it looks great on you."
"Thanks, if it's only going to be us, I might be willing to wear one by
the pool. I'll buy one first chance I get."
"Good. By the way, did you get any last night?"
"No." She looked sad again.
"Did you try taking care of it?"
"Yes." Not only Donna's face, but her whole body seemed to take on a
crimson tint as she blushed with shame. "But I wasn't any good at it."
"Show me how you did it."
"What! I couldn't do that."
"Come on, we're both friends here. I just want to help you. Lie down on
the bed and pull the bottoms off."
"Ok," said Donna meekly. Donna climbed on the bed and pulled the bottom
of the bikini down her legs.
"Now spread your legs a little and show me how you did it."
"This is strange, but this is what I did." Donna reached down surprised
her vagina was so wet in such an awkward situation. She had been
unusually horny since the water got turned on and her growing arousal
seemed to coincide with her husband's lack of interest. Donna pushed the
tip of her index figure between her labia and moved it around a bit. "It
feels good, but not that good."
Jessica pulled Donna's hand away from her crotch. "Here let me." Donna
jerked and squeeled when Jessica slid her finger inside Donna's vagina.
"You need to know the spots to rub. First, this spot deep in your
pussy." Jessica had pushed her finger all the way in and was rubbing the
tip around a small nub. "And the clit." Jessica used her other hand to
circle it around Donna's clit massaging it until it became blood
engorged and throbbed with excitement.
Donna couldn't help herself. She began humping Jessica's hand. "Oh,
Jess...this doesn't feel right, but..." Donna's pussy clamped down over
Jessica's finger as the young woman came.
Donna was whimpering as Jessica climbed up her body, keeping her finger
in the woman's pussy. Donna opened her eyes just as Jessica brought her
lips down on her own. Donna looked surprised then horrified. She threw
herself off the bed and grabbed her clothes, running for the stairs.
"Donna wait..." called Jessica, but her friend was already gone.
********************
Jessica watched through her window as Donna kissed Jeff goodbye. When
Jeff left, Donna looked up and their eyes met for a moment. Donna hadn't
even looked at her house the last two days since she had been over.
Donna seemed to hesitate like she wanted to come over, but instead
turned back inside her house. Jessica finished her coffee and walked
into the living room. She heard Donna walk in the kitchen door a minute
later. She ran to embrace her firend. "Donna, I'm so sorry. I'm not gay
or anything, but I'm just so horny, I thought we could help each other
out."
"I'm not gay either," said Donna hugging her back. "Jessica, my husband
hasn't touched me for a week. I can't even make him hard. He doesn't
find me attractive anymore."
"My husband has been like that since spring. Donna, why are you here?"
"I haven't been able to get the other day out of my mind. It's the only
satisfaction I've had all week."
Jessica took Donna's hand and led her up the stairs. They were both
wearing robes. Jessica kissed Donna as she undid her friend's robe.
Donna hesitated at first, but gently kissed back. Jessica stepped back
when the robe fell off. Donna was wearing a bra and panties. They were
practicle, not sexy, but she looked good in them. Jessica kissed her
again as she removed Donna's bra.
Donna fumbled with Jessica's robe and opened it just as Jessica stepped
back again with Donna's bra in her hands. Jessica was nude under the
robe. Unconfined, her breasts were huge and pendulous. Unlike Donna,
Jessica's areola were as big as a fifty cent piece and her nipples were
as thick as pencil erasers. Jessica kneeled and kissed just under
Donna's belly button as she pulled the young woman's panties down.
Jessica stood and shrugged off her robe as the two nude women fell on
the bed.
Surprisingly, Donna initiated the next kiss. "Thank you," she whispered.
"It feels so good to be Tricia Marx Blacks On Blondes 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.
********************
"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.
********************
"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