Ass Master (part 7)
This series extends the Addicted to Cock series, but with a new Dom, who expands Jim's limits in entirely new ways. I hope you enjoy this work of fiction.
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My cell phone rang and I saw that it was Robyn. She never called unless she had something daring in store for me, so I answered eagerly.
"Remember that hitch ball you sat on?" she asked.
"I'll never forget it!" I responded.
"I took down the truck's license plate number and got a trace. I contacted the owner and he wants to meet you," she said.
She gave me a phone number to call and told me they already knew my name and would be expecting my call. I called the number immediately after talking to Robyn and upon answering I said, "Hello, this is Jim."
"Oh yes, the faggot," a woman said, "My name is Martha."
We talked for a while and got comfortable with each other. She asked me to come over at 4pm today and I agreed.
Fortunately my working hours were flexible, and I was able to arrange to get out of work early once again. I drove to the address Martha had given me. It was out in the country with no other houses in sight.
I knocked on the door and Martha invited me in. She was barefoot and wearing a simple house dress. It looked like she might not have anything on underneath it. She looked to be in her 50's or perhaps early 60's, judging from her grey hair. Her ample breasts sagged like typical granny boobs, but I was here to blow her husband, so it really didn't matter to me.
"My husband Ken, will be home in about an hour," she said, "But I wanted to get acquainted with you first. Please undress and come into the kitchen."
This was a really weird situation, but I decided to go along with it. I undressed and put my clothes on a nearby chair and walked naked into the kitchen.
Martha told me to sit on a barstool, which I pulled up and mounted.
She approached me and told me to spread my knees and put my feet on the barstool rungs. I did so and she took my cock in her hand and gently squeezed. I sighed with pleasure and allowed her to stroke me to erection.
Martha reached for a bottle of olive oil and poured some into her hand. She ran her slippery hand around my cock head and nearly sent me through the roof.
"You like that, don't you?" she asked.
"Keep that up and I'll cum in your hand!" I said.
"I don't want you cumming too soon," she said, "We'll take care of that later."
"Do you suck nipples?" Martha asked.
"I never have," I said, "only cocks."
Martha reached down her dress and pulled out one of her huge breasts. Her nipples were larger than I had ever seen, even in pictures! She moved closer and lifted her breast to my mouth.
"Try this, hon, maybe you'll like it," she said.
I parted my lips and kissed her nipple and felt it grow, much like a cock grew in my mouth. Of course the nipples, large as they were, did not approach the size of even a small cock, but I enjoyed the feeling of them responding to my mouth. Martha was clearly enjoying it, as evidenced by her moaning. I continued to suck and she said, "Just to be fair, give the other one equal time."
I released her nipple and began to suck the other one. As it grew, I reached under Martha's dress and found that she was wearing no panties.
As I touched her she spread her legs, inviting me to continue. I remembered Robyn's pussy and slipped my fingers in to moisten them. I moved my wet fingers to her clitty and began to rub it.
"Oh yes!" said Martha, "You're on the right track!"
Her grip on my hard cock tightened. She was squeezing hard and I loved it. I continued sucking her nipple and fingering her clitty when suddenly she shook as she climaxed, and her nipple hardened between my lips.
She gripped my cock with all her strength, and said, "For a faggot, you sure know how to treat a woman!"
"It was just luck," I said, "I don't know much about it."
"I'll teach you," Martha assured me, "But Ken will be home soon, so I better get dinner ready."
I sat there naked and watched Martha prepare dinner. In a while Ken arrived and entered. He greeted me and asked if I was ready to suck him. I told him I was.
"How soon until dinner?" Ken asked Martha.
"About half an hour," she replied.
"Let's go outside," Ken said and I followed him out to his truck. He took me to the back of the truck and handed me a condom and lube. I unrolled the condom onto the hitch ball and poured lube on.
I looked around, realizing that I was completely exposed, but nobody except Ken was in sight.
"Wait for me!" yelled Martha from the door, and rushed out.
I waited for Martha to come to the back of the truck before lowering myself onto the hitch ball. It slipped in more easily this time – I suppose my ass was getting accustomed to the stretch.
Once the ball was in me I sat on the hitch and said, "It's all the way in."
Both Martha and Ken looked surprised and Ken unzipped and offered me his cock. It was long and thick, at least seven inches long and completely soft! He lifted the head of his cock to my lips and I opened my mouth to receive him. I had never sucked a cock so large when it was soft, but ran my tongue around the head as I did with others. I felt his cock slowly enlarging. Soon he was nearly erect, but still a little soft. It was clear that he was well-hung, and must have been quite a guy in his youth!
Still, it was a big cock to suck but I did my very best. Ken told me I was a really good faggot and told me to keep going. Martha watched with interest, urging me on.
After a time Ken pulled out and said, "We'll finish after dinner."
We went into the house and Martha took a roast out of the oven and began dishing up dinner. I remained naked through dinner and answered many questions about what I was willing to do. Ken said he had some neighbor friends who would join us after dinner.
After dinner we went back outside as three pickup trucks arrived. Seven older men came out of the trucks, some with beer bottles. They appeared to be already drunk.
"So this is the cocksucker!" one said, while another said, "A sissy faggot!"
These guys were clearly rednecks, but I wanted to blow them anyway. They could call me what they wanted, but they were going to trust their cocks to me!
Ken and several of the guys brought chairs from the back yard and set them around the back of the truck as I took my position by the trailer hitch.
All the guys were seated, as was Martha, while Ken approached me and unzipped. I sat down on the hitch ball and said, "I'm ready now."
I began to suck Ken and his cock slowly enlarged. It was clear that sucking an older guy was a lot different from blowing a teenager, but I took my work seriously and did my best. I sucked for at least fifteen minutes before Ken finally gave me his load, and the audience applauded.
"Do you want to blow the rest of the guys?" Ken asked.
"Every one of them!" I affirmed.
"There is something I want you to do first," he said, nodding to Martha, who got up and went to the house. She returned with a bowling pin.
"Sit on this and you can blow all the guys," she said.
The tip of the bowling pin was bigger than the hitch ball, but not by much. I agreed to do it, and hoped my ass could handle it.
Martha lubed it with olive oil and handed it to me. I placed the bowling pin on the ground and squatted over it. I lowered myself and felt it press into me. I stretched as far as I had ever done and knew that it would take a bit more.
"You're almost there," said Martha, "want a little help?"
I declined and forced myself to take the width and felt the tip pop inside as I slid down over the narrower section.
Martha took pictures of the pin up my ass and the first of the drunken rednecks whipped his cock out. He was also large but completely soft.
I sucked him and endured nearly constant comments about what I wimp I was and how I was meant to suck real men like him. Finally he filled my mouth with his hot cum, and pulled out.
The next guy was ready and soon his cock was in my mouth. He was smaller, but still soft. I could take his entire cock in my mouth while he was soft, but as he grew and extended out of my mouth. He was silent except for some moans of pleasure and finally unloaded in my mouth. Unlike the first guy, he politely thanked me for the blowjob.
I sucked the remaining five, thanking each and giving them cards.
Martha took video of my blowjobs and asked me to stand up and walk around with the bowling pin hanging from my ass. I gladly did so and she took video while some of the rednecks snapped pictures on their cell phones.
Ken's friends left and Martha held the bowling pin while I pulled off it. I said I had to get home and they thanked me and asked me to come back again.
I drove home enjoying the memory of the evening.
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