Let me begin by saying I am not proud of what happened, I am overwhelmed
with guilt and dismay. I feel dirty and worthless because what happened,
is not me. That is not the person I am. But I can't dismiss the fact that
"it happened". I'm telling my story because I have to get it out, I can't
keep it in any longer, call it therapy if you will, but I must. Let me
begin a little further back so you can understand how it all happened. My
name is Suzanne, I am 54 years old, tall, and thin with blonde hair. I am
told I am beautiful which makes me wonder why I can't keep a functional
long term relationship. My husband Jeremy was bi-polar and is in essence a
nut case. To this day he is still destroying our children who are 22 and
20. We never did agree on how to raise kids plus his verbal abuse to me,
it came to the point I could no longer stay in the marriage.
By trade, I am a professional counselor, very successful and very well
thought of. Since divorcing my husband, which was 8 years ago, I have
sought to be involved in a long term relationship which would eventually
lead to marriage. However, things just have not worked out as I thought
they might.
My first relationship after divorcing was a man who was younger than me,
highly dysfunctional and grieving over a girlfriend he lost to cancer,
guess I was a convenient target, especially since I was lonely as hell,
guess men can sense that kind of thing in a woman. Mike did, that's for
sure. He aggressively pursued me and when I finally relented, mostly out
of loneliness, it turned out to be a disaster. He could not function
sexually and our relationship consisted of multiple blow jobs from me. The
part he loved most was when I would let him cum in my mouth. It didn't
take long for me to realize he was just using me for his own personal
pleasure but as desperate as I was, I let it go on for much too long. He
did nothing to pleasure me and only cared about himself. I finally ended
it
My next relationship was with a Dr. that aggressively pursued me on
line. I finally relented again from loneliness, and that also turned out
to be a disaster. I thought I was in love, not only with him but the
thought of what he could do for me and my children. I gave myself
unconditionally to him; I fell head over heels in love with him and tried
to meet this every desire and fantasy. Even to the point where I let him
take me in my ass at his bidding, something I would have NEVER allowed or
agreed to previously. But the more I gave, the worst he treated me. I
took as much as I could and finally walked away after 7 months. The
problem is, I was still in love with him, and just couldn't seem to get
over him. It took me another two years to finally get him out of my heart
and mind, and I'm not really sure to this day if he really is or not.
My most recent relationship which just ended after two years, which by
the way, was not my doing, was with a wonderful man who I fell in love with
in a way I never have been in love before. He was older than me and I can
say without reservation that he knew how to treat a woman. Sexually, he
was the most amazing man I have ever known, he took me places I never knew
existed. I never knew that intimacy could be so deep, satisfying and
wonderful. He cared only about my pleasure which prompted me to give more
and more of myself. You may ask, if it was so good, then why is it over?
Very simple. I am a fucking idiot. He tried to tell me over and over what
was important to him in our relationship but I didn't listen. For two
years because of my shame and embarrassment from previous relationships, I
fucked with his head and it just finally came to the point that he could
not take anymore and ended it. Doubtless to say, I am devastated.
Now, my story. Bob, my brother and law, and his wife Kathy were always
sweet, sweet people. In spite of being Jeremy's brother, and also being
bi-polar, he controlled it wonderfully with medication. Bob was 10 years
younger than me, is 6'6" tall, 236 lbs and just a darling of a guy. A big
teddy bear so to speak. He and his lovely wife Kathy have a wonder
marriage and two adorable kids, which makes this ordeal even more bizarre.
Bob was a copy machine rep and has a huge client in the city where I
have my practice. Because he and Kathy lived so far away I hardly saw
them, so when he would come to this area he would call and we would get
together for lunch and catch up. Never was there ever a sign of anything
out of the ordinary. He highly respected me and I him. This occurred for
over 8 years. Fast forward to March of 2012.
Bob has Facebooked me letting me know he was coming to the area for a
follow up with his biggest customer and wanted to know if I wanted to have
lunch. As usual I said sure, just let me know. He responded by saying
that he would let me know if it all worked out.
On Monday I got a text from him letting me know he would be in town on
Thursday and was I still up for lunch? Sure I responded. No problem just
let me know what time and where. Thursday was here before I knew it and I
got a text saying we would meet at a favorite local restaurant at 1pm.
Told him I would see him there. About noon I got a call from Bob saying he
was tied up with his client and that he had to stay over till Friday and
would I be up for dinner instead of lunch. Well, since Thursday's are
basically my Friday's because of my schedule I said yes. He said he would
call me later and let me know what time and where, being he did not know
what time he would conclude his business. I told him I would wait for his
call.
The day flew as I had appointments all afternoon. Then about 5:30 my
phone rang, it was Bob, I had to tell him I would call him back because I
was with a customer. I retuned Bob's call at 6:05 after my appointment
left and he went on to tell me that he was staying at the Sheridan close to
my house and if I wanted to meet him there for dinner at 7:30. I told him
that worked out fine as I could go home and check on the kids and get them
some dinner before meeting him. So, it was all set.
I ran home, made dinner for the kids, freshened up a bit and left to
meet Bob. When I arrived he was waiting at a table in the hotel
restaurant. He greeted me with a big bear hug which was his usual style.
For the next two hours we talked about his brother Jeremy and what a jerk
he is, our kids, our relationships and jobs. In all the years we had been
meeting as a family, and one on one for lunch, I had never heard Bob say
anything negative or off color about his wife or family. But when I asked
him how everything was going with Kathy he began to open up to me like
never before. You know Suzanne, he said, in all the years I have been
married to Kathy, as much as I love her, it has been very frustrating and
challenging.
What do you mean Bob, I asked?
Well first of all Suzanne, I `m sure Kathy has shared with you the
"package" I carry around.
I felt my face begin to flush when he mentioned that. I had no idea he
knew that Kathy had shared with me years ago that Bob was so big that she
was never able to take all of him. At best he was only able to get about ½
of his dick in her. It made her feel very inadequate and sometimes like a
failure. But Bob being the sweet person he was, never made her feel
inferior and always assured her that everything was fine and that it was
satisfying for him.
Well tonight Bob began to tell me that not only was that frustrating for
him, but that Kathy never liked oral sex, whether it was giving or
receiving. Said it made her sick. I had never quite heard Bob talk like
this and it concerned me. I was hoping he was not off his meds as he
seemed really bummed. I decided to try and find some positive aspect to
his dilemma so I asked him a few questions.
Well tell me Bob, I asked. When you do have intercourse with Kathy,
does she enjoy it?
Well she tries to make me feel like she does, but I think it is so
painful for her that she doesn't.
Did she ever actually say that I asked?
No, but I just sense it.
Do you sense that she ever reaches fulfillment I inquired?
I think she has. But only when I don't move and she moves and brings
herself off. If I move, I have to tendency to push too hard and it hurts
her.
Well that's good isn't it?
I guess so.
I could sense some hesitation in his voice.
Why do you hesitate when you say that Bob?
Blushing, Bob replied. Well it really hard for me to climax that way
because I never get enough stimulation to fully cum.
Then what do you do I asked? Still blushing, Bob replied.
I usually have to finish myself off by jerking off.
Now it was me who was blushing. I felt so sorry for this kind gentle
soul.
I'm so sorry Bob I replied. Then he continued, unprompted.
If only she would finish me off with her hand I would at least feel she
was engaged and cared about my feelings. But no, she just turns over and
goes to sleep.
Well you said she didn't like oral sex either, is that right? How come?
It was a combination of me being so big and the fact that she couldn't
stand the smell and thought it was just disgusting.
I'm sorry to hear that Bob I replied. I noticed a tear in Bob's eye as
he recounted his frustration.
Have you gone for any counseling Bob, I asked?
No, Bob replied. Kathy won't go, she doesn't think there is any reason
for it.
As I watched Bob's face he began to turn very white.
Bob, I asked, are you ok?
I think so Bob replied, I just feel really sick. There were beads of
sweat coming from his forehead.
Are you on your medsI asked?
Well I missed a couple of them today because of the meeting I had. I
had left them in my room and forgot to take them with me.
Having lived with his bi-polar brother for 20 years I knew the best
thing was to get him in a lying position and put cold towels on his head,
in addition to giving him his meds.
Do you want me to call someone Bob, maybe Kathy, I asked?
No, Bob replied.
Then you need to get up to your room right away and take your meds and
get some cold towels on your head.
You're right Suzanne he replied as he stood up and began to walk toward
the elevator on very shaky legs.
I ran over to him and took hold of his arm to steady him. Here, let me
help you Bob I said as I pressed the button on the elevator and waited for
the door to open. What floor I asked.
The 5th floor Bob replied. I pressed number 5. Once the door opened I
asked Bob what room and if he had the key. He said it was in his coat
pocket, so I reached in and pulled it out and slid it and opened the door.
Steadying Bob I led him over to the bed and laid him down as I went to the
bathroom and got some cold towels and brought them over and put them on
this head. I also found his meds and brought him a glass of water to take
them with.
Are you sure you don't want me to call Kathy I asked?
No Bob replied groggily, she will only worry, besides, what's she going
to do anyhow?
I kept putting towels on Bob's head and feeding him water till finally
the color began to come back into his face. I sighed a sigh of relief.
Thank you Suzanne. I really appreciate your concern.
Well I couldn't just leave you I replied.
My brother was such a jerk Suzanne for ever treating you the way he did.
You deserve so much better.
Thank you Bob I replied.
I then became very embarrassed; while I was talking I glanced down and
saw this huge bulge in Bob's pants. Bob happened to catch my glance and
became very red himself.
I'm sorry Suzanne, sometimes it just happens.
We both became silent for what seemed like hours, but it was only
minutes.
Bob finally broke the silence by looking at me and saying.
Suzanne, have you ever in all these years thought about being intimate
with me?
WHAT? I snapped.
I jumped up off the side of the bed and told Bob that I was leaving.
Suzanne, please, don't be upset with me. Wait, don't go. Please.
The pain in his voice was so pathetic; I hesitated for just a moment.
Please come back Suzanne, Bob asked, as he looked at me with those puppy
dog eyes.
I reluctantly turned around and walked back over to the bed and sat
down.
Bob then reached out and took my hand in his. Suzanne, I'm sorry for
asking you, but I just need to know. Please?
A million thoughts passed through my head as I contemplated whether I
should answer him or not.
Bob, I said. You are happily married, Kathy is a wonderful human being
and I'm sure if you make a concentrated effort you could work out these
frustrations together.
You're right Suzanne, and I have been trying. But I asked you a
question. Would you please answer?
Bob, I said looking away, that would not be appropriate
Suzanne, please. Answer my question.
Well, I replied, there have been a fleeting thought on occasion, but
only because I respect you and see how you treat your wife as compared to
your lousy brother.
Thank you Suzanne, I needed to hear that. I really did. I have to also
confess as well that the thought has crossed my mind more times than I care
to admit.
Taking my hand in his he thanked me again and apologized if he put me on
the spot.
So sweet I thought.
But then Bob took my hand and moved it toward him, and looking me
straight in the eyes brought my hand to rest on his bulge. I could feel my
face turn red and was stunned that he would be so aggressive.
Bob, I stuttered, what, what the, what the hell are you doing?
He just looked at me and held my hand firmly against him. It felt like
he had a baseball bat in his pants.
Ok Bob, I stuttered, that's enough. Let, let, let loose of my hand. B
By now I was visibly shaking.
I can't he said, please Suzanne, as he began to move my hand back and
forth over his bulge. Suzanne, please, please help me. Please?
The poor man was begging me to rub his dick, he was so desperate. Bob,
this isn't right. We are friends, why ruin that, and what about Kathy? I
can't do that to her.
You're right Suzanne. But he kept moving my hand back and forth.
Oh God I thought to myself. What am I going to do here? This man is so
pathetic, so needy. Then I felt my hand involuntarily begin to move by
itself over him. Bob mouthed the words, thank you Suzanne, as his eyes
went back into his head.
I began to blush again as Bob took his hand off of mine and just looked
at me as I continued to rub him.
My God Bob, you are so huge I exclaimed, no wonder Kathy has an issue
with it.
What can I say Suzanne, it's what God gave me, I can't help it. If I
could I would.
Bob must have seen my demeanor soften as a little smile came over his
face.
I really appreciate this Suzanne, I so need this, you can't imagine.
I thought to myself, I can imagine more than you think. Then I
concluded that I was going to help this man, just this one time.
No longer involuntarily, I moved my hand back and forth over his huge
manhood, squeezing gently as I rubbed.
Squeeze it harder Susanne.
Wh, wh, what I heard myself say?
Squeeze it harder, and stroke it.
The tone of his voice had changed and it was more of a command than a
request. I don't know why but I complied by squeezing him harder as I
started to stroke him on top of his pants. Bob grunted as he felt the
effect of my ministrations.
Suzanne, unzip my pants, I can hardly feel it.
No Bob I snapped, this is all I'm going to do.
Suzanne, unzip my pants, NOW!!!
At that moment I should have got up and bolted out of that room. But
for some reason I didn't. Instead, I moved my hand to his zipper and began
to move it downward. Looking me straight in the eye he said. Now my belt
buckle and snap.
I felt numb and mesmerized as I unbuckled his belt and unsnapped the top
of his pants. Then with both hands, Bob lifted his torso and pushed his
pants and underwear down below his knees. Staring me in the face was the
biggest male organ I had ever laid eyes on. Oh my god I thought. It must
have been 11 inches long and so thick. I was frozen as I gazed upon it.
Bob must have seen the fear and wide eyed wonder in my face because he then
reached up, took my hand in his and moved it to his huge tool. It was as
hard as a rock on one hand and so soft to the touch on the other. I could
see the pre cum glistening as it seeped from the little hole on top.
I heard myself murmur. Shit Bob, holy shit .
With my hand still in his, Bob began moving it in an up and down motion,
slowly stroking himself with my hand, while all the time never taking his
eyes from mine. Then he removed his hand from mine as my hand, on its own,
continued moving up and down. I had never touched anything so huge in my
life and I shook with a combination of fear and arousal.
Use both hands Suzanne, Bob said, as his words snapped me out of my
stupor.
I shifted slightly on the bed as I placed both hands on his dick. Even
with my hands on top of each other, I still never came close to covering
his whole dick. There was plenty left. Then Bob shocked me by taking his
thumb and rubbing it over the head and wetting it with all the pre cum that
had accumulated. He then took his thumb and moved it to my mouth.
I jumped with shock and pulled my head away, but he took his other hand
and put it behind my head and pulled it forward, then he took his thumb and
rubbed it across my lips, then he mouthed the word, "open".
I slightly parted my lips and he inserted his whole thumb in my mouth.
Without even thinking about it I started to suck on his thumb.
Oh god, what a sight that must have been. There I was sitting on the
side of Bob's bed, his pants down to his knees, both my hands on his huge
tool stroking it up and down, and his thumb in my mouth.
Then without a word being spoken, Bob took his right hand that was
behind my head and pulled it toward his cock. I knew what he wanted, but I
shook my head NO, my heart was pounding so hard and loud I thought it would
explode in my chest. Closer and closer he pulled my head until my mouth
was just inches from the huge head.
Removing his thumb from my mouth I heard him say, "lick it Suzanne".
No Bob, please I heard myself beg, this has gone way too far, just let
me finish you off with my hand.
He pulled my head once more and snapped.
Lick it Suzanne, I'm not going to tell you again.
The tone in his voice caused me to fear greatly, his brute strength
could overtake me in a second I thought. I didn't want to piss him off.
So I extended my tongue and it made contact with his big knob. Bob moaned
as my tongue came in contact with his sensitive cock, I moved my tongue
over the head, lapping up all the wetness that was there. Using his hand
to put pressure on the back of my head I knew what he wanted next. He
wanted me to take him in my mouth and suck him. Still stroking his cock, I
parted my lips wide and slid my mouth over the huge knob. It stretched my
mouth to the point that my jaws ached.
He grunted as my mouth took his knob inside, he then took a hand full of
my hair and began to move my head up and down on him. He was gentle but
firm as he manipulated my head up and down .
With no more than the head of his cock in my mouth I felt Bob begin to
tighten and his torso began to shudder.
I knew what that meant, so I braced myself as he held my head firmly
over his cock. As I continued stroking it I felt him begin to harden even
more.
Oh gawd Bob grunted, oh gawd Suzanne, stroke and suck faster.
With that I felt him begin to gush like a fire hose in my mouth. I
began to see stars as torrents of hot cum shot to the back of my throat. I
began to gag and swallow all at the same time as he pushed my head further
down and thrust his torso upward. There was just so much cum, I couldn't
handle it all. It was gushing down my throat, out of the corners of my
mouth and out through my nose. I had never seen so much cum in my life.
It was as if this poor man had not cum for years. I felt myself gagging
but he would not let go of my hair.
Suck it, suck it Suzanne.
I did the best I could.
Finally his climax subsided. There was cum everywhere. In my hair, on
my face, all over his cock and stomach, my eyes were watering and I
struggled to catch my breath. When I could finally speak I said, "what the
hell was that Bob"?
Years of pent up frustration my dear Suzanne.
I tried to pull my head back up into the upright position but Bob spoke.
Not yet Suzanne, lick me clean my dearest. I know you love the taste.
I was shocked at his words. Had he spoken to his brother, did the son
of a bitch share our sexual encounters with his brother? I have to say it
took me aback. But I complied with his wishes and began to lick him clean.
But he was right, I do love the taste of cum. I licked his stomach, up and
down his shaft, his balls and anywhere else I could find a drop of the
sweet nectar.
When I was finished, Bob pulled me up to him and put his arms around me
and kissed me hard, plunging his tongue in my mouth, tasting himself. I
kissed him back hard as we played tongue tag for what seemed like hours.
Then without any warning, Bob took his left hand and thrust it up my
skirt, between my legs and grabbed hold of my pussy with his huge hand.
No Bob I screamed as he held tight. I took care of you now take your
hand out and let me go. I'm leaving. NOW!!! With one arm around my
shoulder and one hand over my crotch he had me in a hold that was
impossible to break out of. I struggled, to no avail and Bob just smiled
as he opened and closed his hand over my female treasure using his thumb to
massage my clitoris. I began to protest again but Bob put his mouth over
mine again and started kissing me. Just then he took his big middle finger
and slid it into my pussy, I went right over the edge, I started to buck
and scream in his mouth as my climax hit me like a ton of bricks. His
thumb was rubbing my clit as his finger vigorously fucked me hard, I was
drenched and could hear the slapping of his hand against me each time he
reentered me. Then a second climax hit, then a third, then a fourth then a
fifth, oh my god, I was going crazy, cumming like a wild person
Bob held me tight around the shoulders as my torso was convulsing all
over the place, number six, number seven, number eight. That's when I
fainted. Everything went black.
I don't know how long I was out, but when I woke up Bob was sitting on
the edge of the bed and had a cold towel on my forehead.
Wow, I don't think I have ever seen anyone faint from having multiple
orgasms. Thanks for the memory.
It's not funny I murmured.
Damn Suzanne, I never would have guessed you were so sexual.
My heartbeat had finally returned to normal as I lay there wondering how
this ever happened.
Bob then lifted up his right hand where he had my panties. He put them
to his face and took a big wiff. Mmmmm. Your panties are soaked Suzanne,
they smell and taste wonderful.
I felt my face flush as he looked at me and grinned. That's when I
realized, I HAD NO PANTIES ON!!!
Ah, you should give me back my panties Bob and I should be leaving now.
Bob just gave me a little snicker and leaned over, pulled up my skirt
and buried his face in my pussy.
No Bob I protested, no, enough is enough, but I was no match for his
strength and he took hold of my legs and spread them apart. As hard as I
tried I could not close them. Then I felt his tongue licking me from my
butt hole to my clit. Long, slow soft licks.
How in the hell are you suppose to resist that? So, I just relaxed and
let him lick me. The moans that emanated from my inner being were a turn
on to Bob because he increased the intensity of his lapping. Well, it
didn't take long till I was bucking like a wild filly again. My orgasm hit
me with such intensity, but Bob never moved his mouth from my pussy from
the beginning to end of it.
For god's sake Bob. Please stop this. We have gone far enough. Please
Bob, please, stop, now. I'm begging you.
Bob lifted his head up from between my legs and said to me.
Well my dear sister in law, one thing is for sure. Before the end of
this evening you will be begging, that's for sure. But not in the way you
think.
Bob had this mischievous grin on his face and I knew I was in trouble. I
did what any good counselor would do, I tried to reason with him.
Bob, I said, I know you are a good man, and I know you have a good
marriage and you are a man of integrity. What we have done here was in the
moment, I forgive you, and I hope you forgive me too. But this has to stop
now. We have to walk away and chalk this up as a passionate moment and
just leave it at that.
My dear Suzanne, Jeremy was right about one thing, even if he is a jerk.
What's that I replied?
That you are so fucking naïve Bob barked. So fucking naive. Do you
think for one second after sucking my cock, swallowing my cum, and
climaxing till you fainted that I'm going to just let you walk out of here
without fucking your little ass off?
That's when I panicked. There was no way he was going to rip me apart
with that ball bat size cock of his.
Bob I will get on my phone and call your wife right now if you don't let
me leave.
Go ahead Suzanne, you fucking idiot, do you think anyone will believe
you? Do you not think that Jeremy, Kathy, your kids, will believe this was
not all your fault? Everyone knows how fucked up you are and always have
been, So go ahead, call them, tell them your brother in law raped you.
Then he threw the phone at me.
Call them you stupid bitch go ahead he yelled.
Oh god, I pissed him off I thought, I had never seen Bob mad in all the
years I had known him.
Here's the deal sweet Suzanne, before you leave here tonight you're
going to get fucked, whether you can take all of me or not is another
story, but one thing's for sure, you're going to try. Now, we can do this
the easy way or the hard way, I really don't give a shit, because I'm going
to shoot off inside you and fill you fuller than you have ever been filled
before, understand? It's your call. Make your choice now, we are wasting
valuable time.
All I could hear in my head at that moment was my ex boyfriends words to
me over and over again. Decision.....Consequence. Why didn't I listen to
him? He was always right. But now here I am, with no way out......but I
tried
Bob you know this will be rape I said as I attempted one last time to
speak to whatever remained human in him. Bob just laughed as he stood up
and took hold of his rigid cock.
Rape huh, you think? Suzanne, just let me enlighten you on something.
It isn't rape when the female is begging for it, now is it?
I'm not begging for anything I retorted, with an irritated tone to my
voice.
Then he grinned.
Maybe not right now my dear, but you soon will. You will indeed.
I was frozen with fear as Bob moved toward me. I tried again to reason
with him.
Do you hate me so much Bob that you want to hurt me? El contraire
Suzanne, this beautiful thing is going to only bring you pleasure, pleasure
like you have never known before, or will ever know again. And whether
this is the last time we do it or not, well, we'll let you decide at the
end of the night. Now spread your fuckin legs.
My head was reeling and my mind was completely blown. Here is a man
that I loved and respected as a relative who has become someone I don't
even know.
Take the skirt off Suzanne.
I just laid there, frozen by what was going on.
Then fine, I'll do it for you.
With his cock in his left hand he reached down with his right hand and
pulled my skirt off my hips, down over my thighs, over my calves and off my
feet. He took my skirt in his hand and thrust it across the room. He
stood there looking down at me smiling as he spoke.
Are you ready for me Suzanne?
I will never be ready for this Bob, never.
Well ready or not........
With that Bob climbed upon the bed, positioned himself over me and told
me to spread my legs. I hesitantly responded .
Good girl. Good girl.
He then positioned himself between my legs, still on his knees and
sitting back on his legs. He reached down and ran his fingers across my
clean shaven pussy.
Ah, good Suzanne, you are nice and wet, as a matter of fact, you are
soaked. Maybe you don't want this, but it looks like your body may be
betraying you.
Bob, I pleaded, this can stop now and we can walk out of here, still
friends, regardless of what else has happened tonight. Bob just shook his
head no and grinned.
Does this cock look like it is going to let you leave without fucking
you?
Then he lowered himself over me.
Put your hands on my shoulders Suzanne.
Bob was so big, his shoulders were wide and his chest was very hairy. I
believe in college he was a defensive linebacker. Whatever he was, he sure
was build for it.
Now sweet Suzanne, he said, snapping me back to the moment.
I reached up and placed my hand on his shoulders.
Pull your feet up so your knees are in the air; then spread them.
I pulled my feet up almost to my butt and then I spread my knees wide.
Good, nice target.
Then he looked down at my pussy and smiled.
Now listen, I don't want this to hurt, so if you cooperate I will go
slow till you have taken all you can, but if not, I will fuckin rip you
apart, I don't give a shit, ok?
I shook my head yes as a tear formed in the corner of my eye and dripped
down my cheek.
Please Bob I begged, don't hurt me.
No reason to cry honey. If you cooperate, this will be good for you
too. I promise.
With that, Bob took his right hand and took hold of his enormous cock as
he steadied himself with his left. Then I felt him move his cock up and
down my crack. He started at my butt, moved it up over my opening and then
over my clit.
I shuddered from the sensation. Bob just smiled.
Good Suzanne, this is going to be real good.
He continued this maneuver for about 2 minutes when finally the head of
his beast came to rest right at my entrance.
I gasped as I knew what was coming.
Just relax Suzanne, just relax.
With that he moved slightly forward and I felt his knob make its
entrance into me. It was so big, but he was gentle and before I knew it,
the entire knob was inside me. It had really stretched me but because he
was gentle it did not hurt.
Then he began to move the head in and out in slow methodical strokes.
Get used to it honey, breath normally and just get used to it.
Oh gawd, I could not help myself, the sensation was unbelievable, being
split open by this monster and now feeling it move in and out.
Ok Suzanne, I'm going to move just a little more now.
Then he moved forward slightly and the head moved further in and I felt
another inch of him enter me. I looked him in the eyes as he gently slid
the head and another inch slid inside me with the same motions as before.
Oh gawd I moaned, as I moved my head back and forth.
You like honey?
Bob, oh Bob, oh Bob, I'm getting ready to cummmmmm.
Go ahead Suzanne, go ahead and cum.
I began to convulse as my orgasm moved through me, it felt like
molasses's as my body responded to his slow methodical fucking.
Oh gawd Bob, oh gawd I screamed as he continued his unrelenting rhythm.
Then without even realizing it, it was ME who pushed toward him and two
more inches of his fabulous cock found its place inside my convulsing
pussy.
Good girl Suzanne. Good fucking girl. Now you're getting the hang of
it.
He continued to fuck me slowly as my pussy was on fire. I was moaning
and thrusting my head back and forth as my climaxes continued to hit me one
after another.
Damn Suzanne you are amazing, fucking amazing, as you are cumming, your
pussy is opening up, I think it wants more, do I give it what it wants
Suzanne? Tell me Suzanne, do I give it what it wants?
Bob was like a wild man now.
Oh fuck Bob I panted, do it, give it more.
With that Bob thrust forward and I felt his cock thrust deeper into me.
I couldn't breathe, I was panting, my body was convulsing and my pussy was
on fire. Oh Bob, oh Bob, oh Bob.
What Suzanne, what?
Oh Bob, don't stop, please.
Suzanne, let me understand, are you BEGGING me to fuck you?
Oh gawn I moaned, oh gawd.
Well Suzanne? Are you BEGGING me to fuck you? Answer me NOW.
Oh yes Bob, Oh yessssssss, for gods sake Bob, fuck me, fuck your sister
in law. Ok Suzanne, you asked for it. You are asking for it, right? Yes,
yes, yes I screamed, I'm begging you for it Bob, is that what you want to
hear? You want me to fuckin beg?
You're damn right that's what I want to hear dear sweet sister in law.
With that Bob pushed and his entire cock buried itself inside of me.
Oh fuck Bob, it is too big, too deep I screamed as I beat on his back
with my fists, oh gawd. Bob stopped his thrusting and just laid still.
Ok Suzanne, I'm going to stop for a moment so you can get adjusted, ok?
Breathlessly I responded. Ok, ok. Thank you.
We laid that way for about 5 minutes, when Bob finally broke the
silence.
You ready honey?
I think so I heard myself reply. Please be easy though. Please.
I will honey, don't you worry. Suzanne ok?
Yes I responded.
Now wrap your legs around me and dig your heels into my back, and hold
on tight, you hear?
Yes Bob yes.
Then, very slowly, Bob began pulling his cock all the way out and when
just the head remained buried, he began moving forward and slowly and
methodically slid his entire cock back into me till I could feel it hit my
cervix. I was holding on for dear life. My arms were around his neck, my
legs were wrapped around his waist and he had his big hands under my ass as
he pulled me toward him.
Ok baby, I think you're ready. Are you ready Suzanne?
For what Bob I panted.
For the fucking of your life Suzanne, that's what.
I WAS ready. Readier than I had been for anything in my life.
I looked Bob straight in the eye and said, then give it to me lover,
give it to me the way you have wanted to give it to Kathy for all these
years.
Bob grinned and began to pick up speed, he would pull out and then drive
his cock hard deep, I could hear his big balls slap against my ass every
time he bottomed out.
You're incredible Suzanne, no woman has EVER taken me the way you are
right now.
I was panting as I replied, and don't you ever forget it Bob, don't you
ever forget it.
With that Bob attached his mouth to mine and started to French kiss me,
it put me over the edge and I started to cum.
I was moaning and screaming in his mouth, as he fucked me deeper and
harder than I had ever experienced in my life. I pulled my mouth away from
his and placed my lips by his ear.
Fuck me Bob, fuck me Bob, fuck me Bob, fuck me Bob, fuck me Bob. My
words drove him crazy as he began to thrust in me with all his weight, I
thought I would break in two. I kept taunting him and he kept driving in
me. I was cumming non stop by now and it didn't seem like it was anywhere
close to subsiding.
Then Bob began to shudder. I felt his cock begin to swell up.
I'm cumming Suzanne, I'm cummmmmmmmmmmming.
That was all I needed to hear.
Yes lover, cum, cum in me, fill your sister in law with your wonderful
love juice.
And fill me he did, torrent after of torrent of his hot cum shot deep
inside me, he was moaning and grunting as he continued driving in me. He
came till he could cum no more. I felt his hot boiling cum drench my
insides as he came and came and came.
Then Bob collapsed on me, he was spent, but I wasn't done yet.
Bob, please, I need a little more, please.
I can't Suzanne, I'm finished.
I started to panic, I needed more.
Bob, turn over on your back, hurry. Bob turned over and I mounted him
putting my hand between us and grabbing his cock, I directed it toward my
hole and inserted it. Just lay there Bob, I'll do all the work.
With my lips on Bob's I began to drive my pussy up and down on Bob's
still hard cock, with every motion of my ass I drove his cock in deep and
then lifted my ass till it almost came out, then I would push again hard
taking his entire cock inside me. With my head beside his I screamed into
the bed, oh fuck Bob, oh fuck, I'm cummmmmmmmmmmming. Air began to escape
from my pussy and my ass as I continued to pound his hard cock, cumming,
cumming and cumming.
Finally, I reached the point where I had enough and collapsed on Bob's
big hairy chest.
Damn Suzanne, you are one insatiable bitch .
I was too tired to reply.
Now you got my cock going again you little slut. I need to cum again
Suzanne.
Oh shit I thought, I'm totally spent. Then I got an idea. I rolled off
of Bob's big body and onto my back. Here Bob straddle my chest, just don't
put your weight on me or you will crush me.
Bob rolled over, got onto his knees and straddled my chest.
There he was towering over me with that huge beautiful cock and those
massively hard balls staring me right in the face.
Ok baby I cooed, as I took his cock in both hands and began to stroke
it, let that sucker blast off on my tits, on my face and in my mouth. Give
it to me baby, don't hold anything back.
Bob's balls were rock hard as they bounced against my chest. I felt his
cock start throbbing and Bob was breathing hard. Come on baby I taunted
him, come on and cum all over your Suzanne.
With that Bob began to squirt like a hose, all over my tits, my chest,
my face, in my hair and then I took the head of his cock in my mouth and
got the last squirts of his tasty cum. Mmmmm I moaned as the last drops of
his juice dribbled out of the corners of my mouth.
Then Bob, looking down at me, took his hand and wiped the cum from my
chest and tits, then he took his cum drenched hand and began wiping it all
over my face. Pure protein, what a facial I laughed, and so did he. Then
he took three fingers and pushed them into my mouth and I sucked them till
they were clean.
Just when I thought he was done, he reached back, took those same three
fingers and shoved them in my pussy and moved them around getting them nice
and wet with my juice and his cum.
Treat time Bob laughed as he brought his fingers back up to my face and
stuck them in my mouth again.
How do you like the taste of your pussy Miss Suzanne?
Mmmmm, wonderful as long as it is mixed with your cum I said. We both
laughed as I finished cleaning his fingers off.
Then Bob rolled off of me and laid on his back. He then pulled me close
to him and started kissing me again. Soft and tender kisses, and lots of
tongue. We kissed for ten to fifteen minutes before we both came up for
air. Then Bob spoke.
Well Suzanne darling, do you love me yet?
Do you even have to ask that question?
It's been a year now since our first encounter. I did make a decision,
and that was, I could not live without that incredible cock. I told Bob no
at first, but then laying in my bed one night, I knew I was hooked. I
couldn't live without it. So I called Bob and told him I was wrong and
would he give me another chance. Doubtless to say he made me beg like a
dog. And I did. Over and over until I convinced him that I meant it.
So he set the terms. I, at my own expense would pay for a room at least
once a week or whenever he decided he wanted me. He would call me, I was
never to call him. And even if he called on a moment's notice, I was to
drop whatever I was doing and come to him. Yes, I know the terms are
humiliating and unreasonable, but those were his terms, take it or leave
them. I TOOK THEM. He has been very reasonable and has never called on a
moment's notice. He has respected the fact that I have a job and a family
to tend to. But in the bedroom, he won't settle for anything but total
submission. Whatever he wants, I must be willing to give or it's GOODBYE.
So I give him what he wants. My job, according to him, is to make all his
fantasies come true, and trust me; he has pushed me to the limit, even to
the point of bringing someone else in the bed with us. The hardest fantasy
for me to perform for him was for me to be with him and another man, with
me on my hands and knees, sucking off one guy while Bob fucked me from
behind. I was so reluctant at first, but after it happened it really was
not that bad. Bob was like a wild man fucking me as he watched me suck off
his friend Matt. We all came together, I had cum in my mouth and cum in my
pussy. I was filled from head to toe. Then later when we recovered Bob
insisted that I fuck Matt while he watched. Matt was not as big as Bob but
he really knew how to use what he had. He kissed me and fucked me in my
mouth; in my pussy; and yes, even in my ass, for over an hour he continued
using me before he finally came, I watched Bob as he stroked his big cock
and came too, but I came over and over again in the meantime.
So, the saga continues to this day, I want to stop but I can't, I'm too
deep in. In essence, I've become Bob's whore. But he treats me
respectfully and like a woman, which is what I long for so desperately,
that is, so long as I give him what he wants, and his demands are great.
He said I am too amazing to keep just for himself, says he has lots of
friends he want s to share me with.
I don't know how I feel about that but I have no choice, I'm hooked now,
and I can't go back.
