The word pain seared through her as it did seem to be pronounced with a certain amount of emphasis. Then the words vaginal and anal alerted her tiny mind.
"You wanna scrape my pussy then, and my arsehole? Fuck me, you don't want much. Don't mind the blood and sa... sal er...spit, but the others."
Erok suddenly dropped his dick, which he'd been holding all this time. It slapped heavily against his legs and Mandy licked her lips. As the two weirdos rattled, a plan formed in her one track brain. It was wild, bold and fuelled by her curiosity over the weird pair's genitals.
"Tell you what fellas. I'm game for a laugh. Fuck knows who you are, but I was out for a shag tonight, then that Jim flaked out then you turned up and here we are. Two big cocks and a pussy fuelled ready to take it. You let me taste a piece of yours or both, eee!, that would be great wouldn't it - two like them, and I'll let you have a bit of whatever fluids you want OK?" she rambled.
Her captors rattled earnestly as she weighed up how she would cope with one of their massive dicks, never mind two. Groug turned and the boom came.
"we do not understand pussy shag flaked. please be brief we must get on with our work."
Mandy gazed at them and shook her head. Her gaudy ear rings jangled.
"Look, did I understand that's what you call a birthing member right?"
Erok and Groug conferred and confirmed as she pointed to their pendulous pieces.
"Right, well just stick it in here," she hoisted her skirt, pulled her thong to one side and spread her legs.
The whole white mass of her wobbly inner thighs gleamed in the bright light, which made her juices already free flowing from her hairy quim sparkle too.
"Either one of you or both, I don't care but lets try your member," she shrieked. "As long as you don't birth me with one of your weird kids. You do have kids do you?" she continued, splaying her legs wide and reversing up on to a bench as Erok and Groug stared impassively.
She had never known such reticence in her sexual partners as these two who stood and stared.
"Well come on then, fuck me. SHAG ME, put that in here, its called shagging see?" she shouted at them, pointing at their cocks and then her sloppy mott, its soaking flaps matting her profuse black pubic thatch.
They rattled at each other. The booming came.
"we cannot birth with you. it is impossible. you cannot procreate with us. we only need samples," said Erok.
Mandy curled her lips in disgust.
"Fucking hell, what a pair of wimps. Come here you," she pointed at Erok and curled her finger beckoning him closer. "Come here," she bellowed when he didn't move.
Erok looked at Groug then took a step forward.
"You've only got to put this in here," she said softly, quickly bending and grabbing his cock. "Cor! It's lovely and silky ain't it? And heavy."
Erok tried to recoil, but Mandy had a firm grip on his member, which for all its thickness, about the same as her upper arms, was surprisingly soft and squashy so she could actually grasp a full handful round it. She curved the end up to her lips as Erok rattled at Groug. No booming came as she rolled his huge bell end across her face, grinning and cooing.
"Here, I've just realised, you've got no balls," she suddenly screeched. "Fuck me, where does your cum come from then?
Groug rattled and the boom echoed.
"we do not understand. please cooperate and release my colleague, we are short of time. what is balls cum................you must not do that."
The last few words came after a short pause as Mandy squeezed the whole knob and peered at Erok's slit eye as if trying to see into it. She recoiled as two solid marble sized objects popped out from under the knob ridge. She glanced at Erok's expressionless face and then grinned.
"Ere they are, cheeky little fellas. Fucking ballocks inside your knob and at the wrong end. You're really queer," she giggled.
She stroked the two lumps with care, cooing at Erok who showed no sign of arousal on his face but to her amazement she found his prick start to harden.
"Oh yeah!" she gasped. "So that's the secret. Christ it must hurt you when you sticks them in the old woman," she chuckled.
"do not do that," came the boom.
Mandy Winfrey wasn't listening. She had the beginnings of an erection of absolutely outstanding quality in her hands and wasn't going to waste it. She thrust it down at her crotch and gulped as she realised the difference in size to what she was used to. With a deep breath she mashed Erok's knob against her steaming snatch, letting it rub her engorged clitty as she groaned with delight.
"this cannot be," boomed out.
She stuck two fingers up at the ceiling and pushed the elephantine tool at her minge. There was so much of his dick curving away from her, Mandy could see Erok wouldn't need to come any closer, although she did like to feel a touch wanted by the fellas when getting laid. Without signs of alien emotion she took the initiative and with a deep breath Mandy tried to cram some of Erok's dick inside her cunt. Her thong was in the way and she ripped at it, tearing the cheap material. She stretched her labia wide and crammed again, gasping and puffing, as much with the stretching of her pubic mound as with the exertion of sitting on the bench with her legs partly in the air.
"Come on matey, help me to get it in my pussy. Cor! fuck me, you don't do much do you?" she grumbled.
With one last bundling movement of her frantic hand, she suddenly lurched and cried out.
"Wooooee, its in, its fucking in," she shouted peering down at her groin.. "Jesus wept, come on fella, push, fuck me, come on," she wailed.
Erok looked on, not possessing expressions and human emotions. He glanced at Groug and they rattled as Mandy proceeded to try to stuff more of Erok's dick into her. The boom came soon enough.
"this is impossible, what can you achieve? you cannot birth with us.......... fnq2mfm)*^jdskjqw9**% 198wekjef@?k 4894t85ojevf3v!!!"
The booming suddenly turned into a mass of white noise and gibberish as Mandy managed to bury Erok's balls inside her. His mouth went into overdrive accompanied by the clamour from the ceiling, Groug suddenly went rigid, his mouth frozen and Mandy started to scream with pleasure.
Unlike some of the cocks she had encountered, most of them drunk and therefore reluctant to rise to the bait of her wet and gaping cunt, in her thoroughly exhaustive mission to screw every male in the neighbourhood, Mandy found this one went solid immediately. Erok's more than impressive member hadn't grown any longer or thicker than that first moment she had clapped eyes on it. It had just gone extremely hard, like the piston on a huge engine, ramrod straight, perfectly round, unblemished and all of four inches inside her twat. She shuffled her butt forward and tried to impale herself further onto it, her idea of the capacity of her sex organ being tested to the full.
But in it went a further three inches helped by her greasy outpourings, fuelled by the rasping of her clitty by the sheer width of Erok's dick stretching every sinew of her labia. The din from above continued unabated as Erok merely stood as Mandy puffed in her efforts at sliding back and forth onto his shaft.
"Come on fella, shag me, I can take it, come on," she moaned glaring at the impassive countenance atop the strange being.
She gave up pleading and decided the best way to get as much cock as possible bunged up her was to lay back. It would open her hole more and if she let her legs flop over the edge, she could use them as levers as it was obvious Erok wasn't going to bust a gut at fucking. It worked and she thrust forward gaining two more inches until she felt the numbing pain of Erok's helmet battering her cervix.
"Oo!" she gasped, rocking her fleshy butt on the bench in a steady motion.
She filtered a hand to her puss pouch and found her clitoris pointing up unencumbered by the protective folds which were flattened, its base being scraped deliciously by the huge invasion. She flicked her cherry and started to gasp as the waves of orgasm built up. A few pounds overweight and definitely unfit, Mandy was blowing hard now as she rocked on the s
olidity inside her. The flab of her buttocks helped her motion and her climax began. She wailed and thrashed almost drowning out the white noise and continued clamour with it.
"You gonna cum mate?" she shouted at Erok. "Cos I'm there so hurry up if you are, Oh fuck you," she whined as the stars in her eyes brightened and heaving bodily shudderings overcame her and she floated off into the state of semi-consciousness she always experienced when climaxing.
The statuesque Erok merely stood, occasionally glancing over to Groug who was stone like, his mouth open, but no communication was possible when he saw the strange protrusion on top of Groug's head was black and curled as if burnt out.
Mandy shivered as she came too.
"Jesus, that was something else. Christ! you're still hard. Seems bigger in there too, what you done to me? You naughty boy er... whatever," she asked pleasantly as if trying to woo the being, standing mute between her legs.
She smiled coyly as she levered up on her elbows. Expecting to see damage to her pride and joy, all she saw was that her cunt bulged and was not a little sore round the edges even allowing for the gallons of juices she had leaked, which had now curdled into white globules gathered round the silky shaft of Erok's penis.
"What now, we going to do it again?" she giggled. "I need a bit of a rest, then we can get more comfy eh?"
She saw Erok's arm move and he limply pointed to the adjacent wall.. She followed the indication and saw a button encased in a glass box. Erok's hand moved in a gesture of finger pushing.
"Oh right, got some contraption lined up have you. This bench gonna recline or something?" Mandy chuckled, reaching for the button.
The case popped open and she pressed the button eagerly. The noise from above stopped, sparks flew out of the top of Erok's head thing, he shuddered violently for a few seconds, the room blacked out then lit up just as quickly. His mouth rattled and the booming voice overwhelmed Mandy again.
"this will stop now and may hurt you. you should not have attempted birthing with me. it cannot happen. groug is out of service and I am temporarily disabled from birthing. please prepare yourself."
Mandy gaped at him, at least thankful for some communication however remote, but the word hurt disturbed her. She soon realised the meaning of the word hurt as Erok pulled back. It hurt more than any other pain she'd experienced as his dick was pulled out of her pussy. The knob was still the same size as when she had desperately stuffed it in, but his ballocks were twice the size and whilst she'd enjoyed the extra bulk inside her capacious cunt, thinking she'd made him harder with her sexuality, to have them suddenly dragged out caused her extreme pain. She screamed, not knowing what was happening and as she bent to peer at the ravaged mess of her cunt, she was distracted by the sight of Erok's prick pointing at her, the cause of her pain self evident now in the two two inch diameter globes just under his knob end.
"Fucking hell, couldn't you let it go soft first.........?" she whined fiddling in her handbag and swabbing her bloody twat with an old tissue.
Her voice tailed off as she watched Erok walk to a sort of padded hole in the wall. He thrust his dick inside, put his belly against the wall and threw a switch. Seconds later, he withdrew and Mandy stared, mouth wide open, her cunt hurting like fuck but watching intently as his cock suddenly softened and dropped limply from the horizontal.
"What the fuck?" she gasped, dabbing at her smarting labia.
Erok turned to her, stuck his hands into a box and then walked to alongside her. She let him touch her head, thinking that suddenly he was showing some tenderness and she blacked out.
Mandy regained consciousness on the grass near to the pub. Fully dressed, all clothing in order, no - her thong was missing, her shoes intact and her handbag complete. She shook her head and winced with the headache. She tottered a few steps, realising how sore her genitals were. She went straight into the pub toilet and examined them. Her cunt was torn, but the bleeding had stopped and her arsehole felt strange.
As the alien craft sped homeward, Erok labelled the sample phials, peered at a scrap of torn nylon, then placed Groug into a chamber.
Mandy could have sworn it was raining dust as she walked from the pub, feeling thoroughly fucked and very tired and wondering who the fuck it was she'd met in the pub that night after Jim, who had disappeared from the alley. Some bastard, some overgrown cocky bastard, the bastard she would have to meet again who had so shagged her to make her, the invincible cock lover Mandy Winfrey, so very sore yet contented.
The End.
Storms of Passion
Rachel and I have always been close. Even though she is seven years my senior, we have always shared a mystical bond that defies words, a deep spiritual, mental and yes physical bond that transcends any one that ordinary people can comprehend.
This bond had its beginnings in my childhood. Growing up, Rachel was more like a big sister to me rather than an aunt. When I was two, she would begin looking after me when mom and dad were away and as a result, I formed a tighter relationship with her than I did my other older siblings who were much too much into their own teenage crap to pay any attention to me.
When I hit grade school, I remember coming home where Rachel would always be there waiting for me. She was much more of a tomb boy than her sisters, my mom and her eldest sister Miranda who was a prim and proper stick in the mud. I loved spending time with Rachel because she was down to earth and genuine and that is what drew me to her even closer.
Perhaps she was too genuine in that she never mixed words. She would tell you what was on her mind and what she thought about a subject and wouldn't care whether or not she was tactful in doing it. In her words she was a "free spirited redneck" who was very much on the trashy side but she was damned proud of it. In her words Rachel was "Delightfully Tacky and yet Unrefined."
Rachel also could care less about what people in "polite society" thought about things and this would sometimes get her into trouble but that didn't bother her. She was proud of who she was and the way she was and if people couldn't accept that then to hell with them.
Despite her "rough" exterior, this did not slow Rachel down when it came to her social life. During her teenage years and on into adulthood, Rachel had no trouble at all in attracting a man. Although she was not what you would call a supermodel with a perfect smile and figure, she was far from being ugly.
She stood about 5'7' tall weighed about 135-140 pounds with shoulder length sandy-blonde(almost what you would call dishwater blonde), and had the most gorgeous hazel eyes, full pouty lips and a sexy body measuring 36D-26-37. Rachel could have any choice of men and she often did.
By the time Rachel had reached 18, she had gained the reputation for being "easy". She knew she was sexy and wasn't afraid to show it. Also she was not ashamed of her body in the least bit and dressed fairly provocatively when in public but when she moved out on her own at age 21 into her mother's(Aunt Ruby) old white wooden frame 1300 square foot 3 bedroom one bath house, she wore little if any clothes.
I remember when I was around 16, I would go over to her house and she would let me smoke cigarettes and drink beer. She would dress modestly when I was around seeing I was still young but physically speaking I was far from a little boy.
At age 16 I had reached my full adult height of 6'1" and weighed around 190 pounds with a muscular well toned body, wash board abs dark brownish-blonde hair and hazel eyes. It was during this time when Rachel first developed a crush on me but didn't act on it out of respect for my parents and because I was too young.
When I turned 18, mom and dad told me it was time that I moved out on my own so I decided to enroll in college at the local university and move in with Rachel. By this time Rachel was 25; However, this living situation lasted only a couple of months because she eventually moved in with some loser named Steve and ran off and eloped.
I didn't like the guy, there was something about him I couldn't put my finger on and I told her so. However, I still loved Rachel and didn't judge her but
deep inside I was jealous because I wasn't the one sharing her bed.
When she left I felt I had nothing to lose so I confessed my feelings for her and told her I loved her. Much to my surprise and delight she didn't patronize me or be little my feelings for her but gave me a loving kiss on the lips. I told her if anything happened, I was here and she could come back here and no questions would be asked.
Rachel left and began her new life with Steve. Despite many times of trying to have a baby over the next 3 years which ended in numerous miscarriages it was determined Rachel had a medical problem and that she couldn't have kids. The doctors told her she had to have a hysterectomy to cure her medical problem. This marked the beginning of the end of her happiness and for the next 6 years she would be locked in a "marriage from hell."
During this time I had been going to college studying Industrial Operations Management and working at one of the local plants. By the time I was a senior in college I had worked my way up to shift supervisor. After graduation, I began working as a Plant manager and in the next 18 months I had worked my way to Production Control Manager.
Also during this time I had done some renovations on Aunt Ruby's old house. First of all I had it cleaned on the outside and repainted I took off the old roof and had a nice grey metal roof put on. On the inside I pulled up all the old white linoleum tile and put in light maple colored hard wood floors. In the kitchen I replaced the floor with ceramic tile
In the master bedroom area, I extended it out about 750 square feet and made it into a nice master suite with a tile shower, whirlpool bath, double vanity sink with granite counter tops, a storage closet and in the bedroom I put in a huge walk in closet which was more than enough for me.
In the kitchen, I built on an extra 800 square feet. I updated the appliances and put in a dishwasher and built a nice laundry area where I could not only wash and dry clothes with a nice super capacity front end loading washer and matching dryer, but had a space large enough where I could fold and hang clothes and iron them when needed.
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