John Mathers pulled his corvette into the gas station and shut off the engine. He listened to the cracking of cooling metal as the dust drifted slowly past, briefly obscuring his view of the gas station. He strained to see the unbelievable sight he was sure he'd seen, then he did, he saw a beautiful blonde wearing a tight shirt and short cut-offs, her hips swaying as she came in his direction. She was short, cute, and awesomely sexy. She was probably the sexiest woman he had seen outside of tv.
"Are you pumping or is this self-service?" John asked as his eyes ran over her absolutely perfect body. Her nipples were showing through the tight material of her tank top. Her shorts were VERY short cutoffs.
"I was about to ask you the same thing," she said with a sassy smile and the most darling southern drawl he had ever heard. She deafly took the nozzle out of the pump slammed it into his tank and started pumping.
"What in the hell are you doing in a place like this?" John asked breathlessly, looking around the arid landscape. There was the station, two stores, and a handfull of houses. He could see no movement anywhere.
"I've got to be somewhere, sugar. Clifton Texas is as good as the next place."
"Like hell, there's nothing here."
"This place really shines at night. It's not much in the daytime."
"I can see that, but I'm not so convinced that it shines at night. You are so... Damn you're gorgeous! Are you married?"
"Not lately. That will be 32 bucks."
"I thought Texas was oil country."
"It is," Tanya said as she made an impression of his card and handed it back on a clipboard, "you bought gasoline, not oil. Sign it. Yall goin to be stickin around for a while. I know a good party, if you're man enough."
"Man enough? What is it, beat all the cowboys and win a blonde, or cow tipping?"
"It's more like, screw the blonde and all her friends, if you can hold out that long. Of course if you're not up for it..."
"You've got to be fucking kidding."
"I ain't fuckin yet, sugar and I ain't real big on kidding. Last call, you want to party or not?"
"Sure, but why me?"
"You're here, and I'm about to get off work and I don't see nobody better comin down that road. Pull over by the office until I lock up," she pointed to an area between the pile of tires and a little shed full of snack machines. John pulled over and climbed out of his vet. He watched the sway of her sweet ass as she flowed from one place to another, locking everything in sight. When she was done she looked at John.
"Follow me, it's about fifteen miles down a dirt road, but it rained last week so your corvete should make it. If not I have a winch," she pointed at her pickup, complete with a gun rack and two guns in the back window. With a skeptical smile, John shook his head and hurried to the car. There was no way he was letting the perfect little blonde out of his sight, not until he had screwed so much he couldn't stand any more.
Friends? She had mentioned friends. As John pulled in behind the creaking pickup, he wondered how many friends and if they were all female. He really didn't want a fight, it had been a long day of driving, and there was a lot more ahead. He wanted to be at Marti Gras and it was only two days off.
It started getting dark as he rounded a pile of rocks and saw the tail lights of Tanya's truck bouncing to a hault by a beautiful little Mexican type hacienda, complete with a courtyard and big fucking jugs hanging on the front porch to cool water. He felt like he had stepped back into a time warp. Only the cars reminded him that he was still in the 21st century. John stepped out of his car and watched the dust drift in the dim light of the yellow setting sun. He heard horses and turned to see an adobe barn to his right, near the huge pile of rocks. A windmill creaked over a pole corral. Another spun noisily behind the house. He heard voices and music coming from the house as he stepped up to the corner of the house and watched the angry red sun begin to set. A small engine suddenly started and the lights came on in the house. John stepped up on the back porch and looked into the huge open window to see a room full of women.
"Noisy, huh?" Tanya asked from behind him.
"Yeah, but a happy kind of noise, if you know what I mean."
"Sure, and I agree. Some of the women in there are kin, some are taken-ins."
"What's are kin and taken-ins?"
"Kin are relatives, as in kinship. Take- ins are women who have been taken in for a while. Two battered wives from a program I'm part of down in Corpus Cristi. They're hiding out. We've got one writer and an illegal Mexican girl who made it across the border and wants to learn English before she moves on. The rest are my sisters and one aunt."
"I have this terrible urge to get in my car and run," John said, half joking and half serious.
"Your loss, pardner, you are invited to a big meal, a couple of drinks, and sex with almost every girl in that room... including me."
"Are you kidding? There must be ten women."
"There are, but only eight of us will be sampling your meat. My aunt and the little mexican girl aren't into that stuff. And here's your challenge, if you can service each one of us twice, and I mean eat and fuck each of us at least once, then you can stay as long as you want and come back any time. If not... well nobody has gotten to stay or come back yet, you would be the first."
"If I win I'll move into the damned place, if I survive. Oh shit, look at me," John said, holding out a shaking hand, "I'm as excited as a school boy."
"Good, if you're that excited then you might just last out the night. Excitement is good. Come on," she took John by the hand and pulled him in through the open back door.
John caused much excitement. He walked around like a kid in a toy store, with his mouth half open staring at each new girl in surprise and a little horror. It was immediatley obvious, which were the Mexican girl and which were the aunt. The aunt was at least 45 years old in a house full of twenties. The Mexican girl was small, dark, and delicious. John couldn't find what he would call a dog in the entire room, including the aunt. She was older but entirely sexy. She returned John's stare with a little surprise, then blushed and hurried off.
"Wow, you've even turned on my aunt," Tanya said in surprise. "You may have to service all of us after all."
"You aren't teasing me, are you?" John begged. "I mean it's not one of those things were you tell me to get undressed then everybody stands around taking picture and laughing?"
"Sweetie, Clifton Texas probably doesn't have more than ten good men in the entire area. Nine of those ten are married, and the other one is gay. You are a good looking black-haired man with a red corvette. What do you think?"
"Shit, I can't believe this is happening," John said as he was seated at the table and given a plate piled high with food. He knew that he would need to eat now, while he could, but he couldn't stuff himself. He would need all the help he could get. If this setup was for real, he would have one of those permanent things that guys only brag about, and dream of. Every time he passed through...
John ate half of his food before he felt a foot on his leg. In two more bites he was handed a drink, and pulled into the huge stone den complete with a bearskin run and a fireplace. John knew the most exciting night of his life was about to begin. He could feel himself shaking like a peeping tom, and his breath was ragged and shallow. He was surrounded by beauty, kitten-like sexuality, and so much delicious pussy that it could feed an army. He would have one sore pecker in the morning, if he survived the night. Awful sore.
His eyes bugged out when he saw two girls kissing. According to Tanya's brief explanation those would be two of her sisters. Tanya hissed beside him. He turned in time to see her pointing at his pants in excitement. The nearest girls giggled and moved closer as Tanya put her hand on his huge throbbing cock which was straining to make a hole in his pants. Before he could move Tanya began pulling his belt open and unsnapping his pants. To his intense relief, and embarassment, Tanya pulled his cock out and let it stand proudly, no longer restrained.
"Oh look at that!" Tanya said in excitement. It's the biggest cock I've ever seen, in real life. Damn that's big," she looked up at John in excitement.
"Not really," John said in embarassment, "it's only 2x8."
"You've got the kind of cock that every guy thinks he has," Tanya said reverently as she ran her hand up and down on the huge shaft of trobbing meat. She licked her lips and leaned closer, then was reminded of her surroundings by her sister.
"Who's first?" Jill, a cute brunette asked in excitement.
"That's up to John," Tanya said, looking at him expectantly.
"I've got to eat you first," John said to Tanya quietly. "I've watched that sweet little ass of yours for an hour, now I want to taste it."
"Sylvia is out of it tonight," Jill said to Tanya with an evil grin. She's having her period early so she's playing lesbian tonight," she pointed at one of the kissing couple. "Can I ride first?"
"Aunt May? Sylvia is dropping out, would you like to play?"
John watched the older woman glance at him, then nod quickly in embarassment as she turned away.
"Let aunt May go first," Tanya whispered to Jill. Jill reluctantly nodded and stepped back. Tanya motioned May forward and helped her undress.
"She's never done this before," Tanya whispered.
"She need to be wet before she rides," John said anxiously thinking about how raw they both would be if she rode him dry. He had to service 8 women tonight.
"Betty, can you do May until she's nice and juicy?" Tanya called one of the women living with them. "I'm getting John all primed for action," she said as she suddenly leaned down and engulfed his throbbing prick with her warm lips. John hissed and put his hand on her nearly bare back. Looking down, he suddenly slid his hands beneath her. His hands slid easily inside her tank top and cupped her firm breasts in his hands.
"You are so damned perfect," John whispered. "Just being with you alone is worth crawling across an acre of broken glass."
Tanya giggled with her lips still sealed firmly around his massive pillar of flesh. He hissed as the vibration added to his pleasure.
"Hey, hey, I'm going to cum in your mouth, Tanya. It feels heavenly, but if I'm going to make it through the night I need to go slow. Why don't you stop and undress? I'd love to see that perfect body."
John suddenly noticed Betty going down on May. May was hissing and shuddering. At first she objected and tried to push Betty away, but Betty presisted until May was withering on the little love seat where they sat. May still looked around uncomfortably to see if anyone had noticed her nakedness, or the girl between her legs. John looked away quickly as her glance turned to him. May was being very restrained, it was obvious that she was trying not to make noise. From what John could see of her body she looked mighty damned good. Her skin was smooth and lightly tanned. The only wrinkles he could see where laugh lines around the eyes and even those looked sexy as hell on her. She was mature, but definatley a babe.
May was sitting back in the love seat with Betty eagerly mouthing her pussy. Her legs were thrown wide and clenching in time with the wild tongue plunging back and forth in the wet flesh of her crotch. Her hands were massaging Betty's shoulder-length brown hair, her eyes were closed and head thrown back, until she suddenly looked down at Betty fondly. Her eyes suddenly met John's and she turned red in embarssment.
"Hey, my perfect body is over here," Tanya said in amusement. John looked over to see her naked. She WAS perfect. She reminded John of a famous movie star, one of those bathing suit babes.
"I think May is ready and I sure as hell am. Come one May," Tanya whispred and waved. It seemed that May was reluctant to leave Betty's eager warm mouth, and John couldn't blame her. Betty looked Irish, even though she had coal black hair. There were a trace of freckles on her ivory white face and she was probably the second most beautiful women in the room, running a close second behind Tanya. As her eyes met John's he caught his breath. The Irish green eyes seemed to look right down inside him. At that moment he would have done anything for her, as long as those beautiful eyes had him locked in their gaze. He used all his will to break the gaze, and suddenly realized that May and Tanya were waiting. John smiled in sudden embarassment. He sat on the couch between the two waiting women, putting a hand on May's bare shoulder. He felt Tanya's hands undressing him, so he leaned back to make it easier, raising up when she yanked his pants down and off. John noticed that Betty was still staring at him. He felt slightly uncomfortable under that intense glance, but she was so damned beautiful that he disregarded it.
"She's one of the battered wives," Tanya whispered in his ear. "Be gentle with her."
"What a horrible waste," John said with feeling. "What kind of a man could beat such a beautiful woman?"
"One who no longer appreciates her, I'm afraid. She has changed and grown here, but be careful with her. There are some deep scars which haven't healed yet."
John nodded, trying to listen to Tanya while Aunt May slowly lowered her hot wet pussy onto his throbbing cock. She now sat facing him with the entire length of his cock inside her. Not all women could take John's full length. With a sigh of contentment, May began riding on John's throbbing member. A look of pure sentuality crossed her face as she closed her eyes and let her head fall back.
"Are you ready to eat me?" Tanya asked impatiently.
"Oh, I am very ready. Put that delicious blonde pussy up here, sweetheart."
With a challenging smile, Tanya threw one leg across his face and sank down until her wet mushy pussy touched his lips. Before he could even take one lip the juices from her downturned pussy began leaking out and filling his mouth.
"Ow wow," he said in excitement, tasting her slightly salty fluid on his lips in deep appreciation. He sucked and swallowed until her pussy was dry, then began licking her wet flesh enthusiastically. Her sweet meats were so hot and delicious. He couldn't remember tasting a better pussy. The hint of perfume and honey made him realize that she had just deuched. It was fantastic. There should be a law that every woman in America had to deush before she was eaten, it made the experience much more pleasant. He had eaten some really nasty pussy when he was too drunk to realize it. One woman had been over 60 years old. You pick up some strange women in bars.
"Oh yes," Tanya whispered. Her hands were messing up John's hair, but he didn't mind. His face was enclosed by the lightly tanned thighs of the blonde beauty, his hand were firmly massaging her mellon-like breasts. Aunt May was roughly riding his cock. There was a feeling down there that he couldn't understand. After a moment he realized that it was a mouth at the base of his cock, probably eating May's pussy as it licked the juices from his cock. He would bet that the mouth belonged to Betty. In a moment his legs were forced wide open and he felt another mouth sucking gently on his nuts. Thankfully, it was a gentle knowing mouth. He had no idea who was sucking his balls, but it felt wonderful.
John had been wrong about one thing, Betty was standing above him with her legs widespread, offering her pussy to Tanya. Without hesitation Tanya grabbed Betty's hips and pulled her forward, plunging her tongue up inside of Betty.
John was looking up through the pillars of heaven, the two soft fleshy pillars of incredible beauty tapering up into a perfect ass, and delicious pussy, which Tanya now eagerly worshiped in the best of all possible ways, by taking the juices of that pussy into her mouth. John felt his balls begain to burn in a liquid type of boiling heat which signaled his coming orgams. With a moan he tried to hold his passion in, to steal his body into waiting just a few mintues longer, but the sites, feelings, and smells around him were just too much. With a shuddering moan of pleasure he began spurting his thick cum into Mary's sweet pussy. Mary felt the cum entering her loins and the added sensation of heat sparked her own approaching orgasm. She moaned and rubbed wildly on the spurting member until her own pussy exploded into a frantic clenching, spasaming horde of muscles. She cried out softly as she endured a long, wonderful orgasm on John's now sensative cock. She sat up straight so she could feel his huge member far up into her womb. The huge mass of hot meat served to give her a massive orgasm which seemed to go on and on. John cried out, trying to get the older woman to hold still on his sensative cock, but she continued to renew her ride over and over, sparking a fifth, then sixth little explosion between her legs.
John was belatedly aware of Tanya's orgasm only when she clenched her legs so tightly that he stopped breathing. With eyes wide in excitement, and a little fear, he tongued her hot mound brutally, inside her dark steaming hole and on her highly sensative little bud, sucking and drinking her nectar and it drained from her overactive pussy directly into his waiting mouth. He watched as Tanya brought Betty to an orgasm, her own eager feasting upturned mouth sucking Betty dry, even as John continued to gently suck the juices from Tanya's hot pussy. As Tanya opened her smooth tanned thighs and released John's face, he found himself drenched in sweat and Tanya's delicious pussy juice. He gently rubbed Tanya's back as she finished pleasing Betty, then she sat up and threw a leg over John's face, allowing him to lay unencumbered. He suddenly felt colder when the heavenly touch of female bodies left him.
Finally remembering where he was, John looked around to see several female couples making love, and several more sat with drinks in their hands, quietly talking and occasionally looking at John. He realized in sudden fright, that they were all axiously awaiting their turn with him. He was completely sated at the moment and in no mood to service anyone.
John flinched as somebody moved beside him. He was about to object, the he saw that it was Tanya. She held a damp rag in her hand. Without asking she began to clean John's mouth and hair, which were totally saturated with her juice, then she moved down and carefully cleaned his entire crotch area including his ass. John began to wonder what they had in store for him. With a little fear he wondered what would happen if he got up now and decided to leave. Would they let him? Was this some strange female cult that made love to a man then sacrificed him to the fertility god or something? Was there a small graveyard out back with dozens of men just like him who would never be missed? Were they witches who loved, then devoured their mates? These were all good questions, but they evaporated when Tanya's lips moved and she spoke.
"A penny for your thoughts," Tanya said with a fond smile and loving voice. John let his eyes wander over her absolutely perfect body, with it's full ample curves and large, firm breasts, tanned skin and small, pouting lips.
"Oh I... I was just wondering who's next," he lied with his fears forgotten.
"I'm going to ride that huge cock of yours next, and I believe you will be eating... May. Betty has already been eaten, so she just want's a fuck. I'm doing your work for you," she smiled, brushing his hair away from his eyes.
"I know, it was the most fantastic thing I've ever seen. Your mouth is sweet whether it's smiling, or busy eating another girl's pussy."
"Flattery will get you appreciation, but it won't get you out of your duties, John."
"Duties that I am thoroughly enjoying and ready for," John said, grabbing her hand and placing it on his throbbing cock. She gasped and backed up to face the monster. With a look of rapture as bent down and kissed it, then smiled and began climbing up on the table. May hurried over to get her turn, but John held up and hand to make her wait while he watched Tanya squat over his pulsing pillar of meat. She looked John in the face as she slowly lowered herself until she was touching his cock, then she slowly settled until the entire length was filling her delicious pussy. With a satisfied smile she began slowly riding his cock.
"Now me?" May asked eagerly.
"Yes girl, come on," John said, helping her to sit over his mouth. May sat facing him so she could look down at his face and play with here tits above his head, while he ate her sweet young pussy. She was a slender, younger version of Tanya, but her eyes didn't hold the magnatism which Tanya's held. If he didn't have Tanya in the room to compare May too, he would have thought her a strikingly beatiful woman. But with Tanya in the same room other women paled by comparision.
"Oh yes," May said, riding on his mouth as if it were a cock. She gently rubbed her tits with one hand, and ruffled John's hair with the other. A look of pure erotic pleasure twisted her face into a horrible mask, but when she opened her eyes and looked down at him again she was again beautiful and very young. John's tongue flicked here and there, first testing the wet moisture in her steamy vuvla, then flicking over her clit to make her jump and squeal in delight.
John felt the delicious warmth of Tanya's hot pussy on his cock. She was tight and burning hot around his massive prick. He could feel her muscles clenching and unclenching. Then her loud moans of pleasure made him aware that she was having her orgasm already. It had taken less than five minutes. With a moan of disappointment he felt her pull up and off his pecker, but an even tighter pussy took it's place, slowly forcing the head of his prick inside her sweet pink lips, then sliding down with some force until only two inches of his massive cock remained. He was too large for her to take completely, but he didn't mind considering enormous tightness of the nearly virginal pussy. He groaned as the tight pussy began riding up and down, milking him with the grip of a strong hand. He could feel his juices being sucked from his cock by the strong muscles of her cunt. The mystery woman was an incredibly good fuck and he vowed to find out who she was when he was finished with May's sweet mound.
John's eyes widened when he felt a pair of lips on his nipples, sucking and licking them like a girls. It felt warm and wonderful. The electricity from the contact went right down to his crocth, adding to the intense pleasure he already felt. Then the tongue moved lightly up to the center of his chest until he only felt it licking ocasionally. He realized that the mysterious tongue was licking May's beatiful ass. She was helping John by stimulating her ass. Tanya? John wondered.
May whimpered and put both hands on the sides of John's head. With a brutal disregard for his face, she grabbed the top of his head and pulled, while she rubbed her wet gash over his chin on into his mouth. Shuddering with uncontrollable feelings, May suddenly screamed and pulled John's mouth tightly onto her pussy. Rubbing slightly without releasing her grip, she rode John's mouth desperately, her body flailing around as if an invisible hand was striking her in the back. With a groan, and crying slightly, she sank over his head, momentarily hiding his view of the surrounding room. John was then aware that a pair of small hands was helping May up off he table. When John looked down he noticed that they were Tanya's.
Betty was riding on his cock and even as he watched she began to moan and ride faster. At first she kept her beautiful eyes closed as she rocked on his crotch, then she opened them with a look of wild terror, looking down at John as her puss exploded, trying to strangle his cock with her tight pussy muscles. John felt his own orgasm building as he watched the beautiful woman tormented by pleasre, her striking green eyes looking down and through him, seeing the past, present, and future, like all beautiful Irish green eyes could do in the face of a beautiful woman. John screamed and held Betty by the hips to keep her from moving, while he huge cock emptied itself in her fleshy mound. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the liquid heat which spurted up into her pussy and womb, filling and fulfilling her both at the same time.
"Oh how wonderful," she said, slowly lifting one leg and pulling herself off his sword. John groaned as the tight pussy milked his cock, then dropped it lifeless on his stomach.
"Oh, the poor thing, I've killed it," Betty said in mock horror.
"Grace! Grace, can you revive this thing," Betty pointed, then laughed. Grace moved forward and looked at it critically, then sighed.
"Well it looks like it's been drowned. Who's juice is this?" Grace demanded.
"It's mine," Betty admitted with a downcast look.
"It looks delicious," Grace said, leaning down to clean his stomach, thighs, and cock of every drop of juice. Long before she was done, John felt himself rising again. Three down, five to go.
It was a very long night. Not only did John pass the test and come back often, but eventually he married Tanya. He joked that she made a very good husband. The truth was, he not only married her, but her family. For the next 17 months John became their sex slave. Thankfully, after 17 long months I also passed the test. But that's another story which I will tell next time.
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