The following story is an erotic fantasy story meant for mature readers and should only be read by adults over the age of eighteen years old. It involves depictions of sex. If this subject matter offends, then stop reading this page now.
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For those of you who have been asking about the roots of this story, some parts of this twisted tale are autobiographical in nature, including 'Johnny Jet', the authoritarian head of household (the author's uncle), strict discipline and familial Bible teachings, Chem lab, the unsympathetic teacher, gym class, Daniel and Christopher, abject poverty, Midwestern life, and the flaky mother.
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Cinderfella, part 27
It was the year 2030 when the repeal of the 13th Amendment to the U.S. Constitution changed my life. Diminishing incomes meant my mother was no longer able to pay the bills, and I had willingly signed a contract indenturing myself to my new stepfather, a man named Jake Head. Jake was a total jerk, as were his sons, and I hated living in his house. Every day seemed worse than the one before. Then, to my surprise, my life became even worse when Jake sold my contract to Mr. George Witt, a man who treated me like a farm animal, and who even leased me back to Mr. Head. But things got even worse for me when Jake's son Adam, who worked for many years as a slaver in Mississippi, came for a visit.
Eventually, Master Adam's insults turned to groans of pleasure as he approached climax. And when he at last came, he pulled out of my throat and jizzed all over my stupid servant face. Right there in the restaurant, in front of a dozen restaurant patrons. I blushed a crimson red, as I saw all eyes were on me and my cum-covered face.
Christopher and Daniel laughed.
"And that, my brothers, is how you put a bitch in its place," Adam said.
"Dick, boy, come over here and help me out, too," Jake said.
I crawled on the restaurant floor to where Jake sat. He pulled his giant 10- inch dong out of his trousers. I slowly leaned down and began licking his giant beefstick.
"That's it, boy. Lick my big fuck-stick," my stepfather moaned, a look of pleasure crossing his handsome, muscular face. "Up and down the shaft. Keep it up. That feels real good, boy."
I serviced my step-master, giving him oral pleasure to the best of my ability,running my mouth up and down his rigid fuck-pole. I kept this up for a good ten minutes, coating every part of his big cock-shaft with my saliva. He stroked my hair and rubbed my ears as he moaned in pleasure.
"This is better than anything Marsha would do," he softly hissed as I ran my tongue down to his ballsack, bathing his balls in my saliva.
Gradually, he pulled my head upwards, and I moved my tongue up towards his big purple head, licking, kissing, and suckling on the head, nuzzling it like a baby, then slowly moved back down the shaft, worshipping every square inch of his giant dong.
After fifteen minutes of foreplay, my stepfather was ready.
"Time to put my big baby-maker in your mouth, Dick," he said. "Come on, cocksucker. Open up." I felt the head of his huge, hot dick start to push insistently against my lips. The firm head of my stepfather's cock slowly entered my mouth.
"That's right, Dick, take it all in," Jake continued as he forced more and more of his giant rigid penis into my mouth.
"Take it all, homo," he continued, as the big purple head of his penis started to pry its way into my throat. I did my best not to gag on his giant babymaker. When it was finally pushed all the way in, he pushed me over to a patio couch, pushed me down onto it, turned himself around so that he was behind my head, and then lowered himself on top pf me as he began to slowly and deliberately fuck my face.
As his stiff slab of Free Man meat began to pleasure itself within the tight confines of my servant throat, I lay passively feeling the heat of him above me as Master Jake's lower abdominal region rhythmically propelled his cock into and out of my throat. I smelled the scent of rutting male emanating from his crotch as it rubbed across my nose and face. I tasted my step-master's erect, pre-cum dripping penis. I felt the weight of his bull-heavy ballsack as it bounced against my forehead.
In and out Jake went, fucking my throat. Out and in, rhythically. After a prolonged session of slow, deliberated fucking, accompanied by comments such as "Oh, baby, that feels so good," "Suck Master's dick," and "Tighten those lips," there was a gradual quickening of the pace at which my stepfather's big cock was ravaging my mouth and throat.
"Fuck! Fuuuuuck," he moaned. "Just a few more seconds, and you'll get your reward, boy. I've been saving up this cum-load for days just for you, Dick!"
"Aaaaah, shit! Yes! Fuck! Fuckin-A! Take my load, cocksucker!" Jake said, as he pulled his dick threequarters of the way out of my mouth and began shooting thick ropes of jizz onto my tongue.
"Eat me cocksucker! Swallow every fuckin' drop," he bellowed as his spewing cock continued to pump warm, white manjuice into my mouth.
As the first blasts of semen fired out of his gaping piss slit, I swallowed the goo.
"Drink it, slut! Drink my seed," Jake moaned, as he continued to ejaculate into my mouth.
I swallowed every drop, and then licked the remnants of cum off his fuckstick for good measure.
By now, it seemed, everyone in the restaurant was watching our table, from the guests, several of whom seemed to be surreptitiously rubbing themselves under the table, to the waiters, who sported obvious erections while watching my step-family fuck my servant throat.
But it wasn't over.
"Open up faggot, its time to suck another cock," laughed Daniel as he firmly pulled my head forward, towards his Free Man cock.
"Open your mouth like a nice little cocksucker," he ordered, as he began to rub the head of his penis across my lips. "I've got nice fresh boner for you to suck on," he said, as his cockhead parted my lips and began to rub across my teeth. I opened my mouth and he pushed his cock into my mouth.
He dicked my mouth for a good twenty minutes as Christopher and Adam encouraged him to fuck my mouth.
"That's my boy," Master Jake said proudly to a man observing from a nearby patio table.
"He's quite the cocksman," the man complimented.
Meanwhile, I was preparing to impale my throat onto Daniel's obviously on the verge of erupting cock, when his big dick was abruptly withdrawn from my sucking mouth and pointed right between my eyes. I just knelt there staring as my stepbrother's babymaker fired its first cum gob directly onto the bridge of my nose.
"It's time for your facial, asswipe," Daniel announced, grinning as his spewing cock shot gobs of warm, white semen onto my cheeks, eyebrows, up my right nostril, on my ears, in my hair, and of course across my servant lips.
"That looks good on you, slut," he said as he looked down as his dickwork.
"Way to go Daniel," Christopher laughed, as he watched his younger brother rubbing his dick through his cum on my face, and then ordering me to lick his rod clean.
Then it was Christopher's turn. Every eye on the patio was watching. I felt humiliated having all of these men and women see me suck off my Masters. But nobody was asking me.
Master Christopher yanked my servant head towards his prick, quickly forcing his big Free Man prick into my mouth until it was fully encased.
"It's time to party, bitch," Christopher announced as he roughly pushed me to the floor of the restaurant, turned his body around, pushed himself on top of me, and began to brutally face fuck me.
"Take my cock, you miserable piece of shit!" my lust-driven step-brother shouted as he roughly slammed his cock in and out of my throat.
"Eat cock, faggot!" he bellowed, as his stiff dick ruthlessly plundered my mouth and throat. "Come on, pussyface! Get that fucking faggot tongue of yours moving. Now, asshole! Show some appreciation, you pathetic fucking bastard."
He called me every name in the book as he face-fucked me for ten or fifteen minutes. I was an ass-peddler, a crotch-sniffer, a semen-guzzler, a fudge-packer and a hundred other things. I was a queef, a cumstain, a poof, and an idiot.
"Get ready, you queer piece of shit," gasped the lust-crazed Christopher, as he began to ejaculate streams of warm, sperm-laden semen into my mouth. "No swallowing. I want you to taste my Free Man cum. Open those lips wide, cocksucker," continued the ejaculating male, "I wanna watch my goo fill your stupid faggot mouth!"
Load after load of creamy cum shot out of Christopher's cock and pooled into my mouth. I meekly lay there as Christopher's mighty fuck-stick jettisoned its load of creamy balljuice into my mouth and over my face.
Then Christopher re-inserted his semi-erect dick into my semen filled mouth and began stirring it in the cum, rubbing his cum-coated dickhead in the semen and then rubbing his still semi-hard dick over my face.
Then Christopher stood up, whipping his softening cock back into his pants. As I got up off the floor, I thought my ordeal might be over. How wrong I was!
"Come over here, bitch," Master Adam said. "I gotta take a leak. I'm gonna piss in your mouth."
"Master, please, I--"
Master Adam snapped his fingers angrily. I knew better than to disobey.
"What are you doing, Adam?" Jake asked, as Adam stood up above me, unbuttoning his fly and pulling out his now-softened prick.
"It doesn't make much sense for me to walk all the way to the bathroom just to take a leak, Dad. I mean, Dickhead here seems to like the stuff that comes out of a guy's dick," Adam explained as he grabbed himself with a grin.
Then he leaned down and barked, "Open up, faggot!"
"Please don't make me do this, Master Adam. Please!" I pleaded.
But one look at his handsome, scowling face told me he wasn't going to relent.
I opened my mouth.
"That-a-bitch," he chortled as he slipped the head of his cock into my open mouth. "You filthy cocksuckers will take anything that comes out of a dick."
Moments later he began pissing into my mouth.
"Holy shit!" Christopher said. "That's disgusting! Look at the bitch swallow your piss!"
"Cocksuckers love allowing real men to use their mouth holes as a urinal," Master Adam said with a shrug. "I don't understand how they can stand to do it, but it saves me a lot of time running back and forth to the men's room."
"Adam, I'm not sure I approve," Jake said. "Dick could get some kind of disease from drinking urine..."
"Actually, Dad, piss is completely sterile," Adam said. "A little piss cocktail won't harm your bitch. Trust me. It's even recommended by the Mississippi State Board of Labor as safe."
As the acrid, warm piss flowed into my mouth, I had never felt lower. I drank Master Adam's piss as he continued to slowly empty his bladder into my mouth. His cruel blue eyes burned into me as he heaped more scorn and abuse on me.
"That's my piss that you're drinking, bitch. That's the piss of a genuine pussy-pleasing heterosexual stud. A real man wouldn't let another guy piss in his mouth. A real man would never let himself become a toilet for another guy. But then you're not a real man are you, you degenerate pussy faggot?" he asked with cold contempt in his voice as he continued to empty the disgusting contents of his bladder into my stupid servant mouth.
He pissed and pissed. When he was finished, I was allowed to lick his head clean, while Christopher and Daniel gave him high-fives.
"Way to go, big bro!" they cackled. "That was awesome."
"I've got to admit, that does seem like it would save a lot of time," Master Jake said. "I wouldn't have to run to the men's room any time I need to pee. In fact... Dick, come over here so I can give it a try."
Reluctantly, I assumed the position, kneeling up in front of my stepfather.
He stood up, opened his fly, fished out his prick, and pushed it between my open lips. And then I drank my stepfather's piss.
To be continued...
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