[Reader's Note: this story line is a sequel to PRECTINCT TWENTY-THREE (1st series) in Nifty.org Jan-2007 gay/authoritarian section, and its spin-off sister story THE HOLE in the Nov-2008 section of the same category. Please read those two stories in their entirety, starting with Precinct-23 first in order to get the full understanding of the characters. --DOGG] _________________________________________________________________________
THE PRECINCT II -pt-16 Title: NEWLYWEDS
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WEST PHILLY
The home of 37 year old Whinny (The POOH) Graham was like a mini palace compared to some of the slums of Tempest Williams. Peaches couldn't believe her luck as she stepped over the threshold into her new home away from poverty. Pooh wasn't the handsomest man in the bunch (bordering butt ugly in fact), but his generosity more than made up for his lack of facial appeal. Peaches reasoned that she had had some of the finest men on god's green earth, yet all it ever got her was orgasm after orgasm, but it eventually (inevitably) got her nowhere. At 27 she hadn't a single penny to her name. Yes she was a hit in Miami, lip singing and performing in gay nightclubs up and down the strip, but it barely left her with enough money to pay for her beachfront apartment, let alone bills, food, toiletries, and all her glamorous necessities (being Divine wasn't cheap). She often went to bed hungry just so she could continue to squeeze into her size two outfits. She couldn't imagine gaining weight and losing all of her beautiful gowns and dresses. What is a drag queen without her clothes? A man!
For their first night at home as husband and wife, Pooh sent DMoney and his wife Dedra to a motel, allowing him and Peaches privacy. Peaches readied herself in the master bathroom, taking a long lingering bubble bath before showering off and douching her mangina for the evening. After shaving all of the necessary body parts and air drying, she lotion her entire body with scented creams especially designed to enhance the softness of her skin. She dabbed perfume behind her ears, between her breasts, along her taut stomach, and behind her knees. Then Peaches began rubbing flavored lubricant into her man made vagina, in case her husband decided to go south of the boarder.
When she finally emerged from the bathroom (dressed sexily in a sheer Victoria's Secrets negligee), she posed in the doorway, catching the attention of her overweight husband as he lay with his back against the headboard in bed, talking on his cell phone. "Yo homs, I'll call ya back..., my wife juss came outta the shower...!" he said into the phone while staring at Peaches' delectable body from head to toe. "Yeh nigga, I said WIFE!" he barked. "Yeh, we got married yesterday in Vegas! Yeh! Whateva nigga! I'll talk lata!" he added before hanging up. "Dayum gurl..." he smiled as Peaches pranced across the bedroom floor. "...you one sexy bitch!"
"You flatterer!" laughed Peaches, dropping the see through shawl as she approached the bed. She could see Pooh's enormous manhood already tenting the spread covering his lower region.
"Is all that for lil' ole ME, big daddy...?" she asked innocently, climbing up onto the bed between his legs.
"Dayum straight!" said Pooh eagerly, flipping back the covers to reveal his prized possession as Peaches crawled up and began kissing his thick lips.
Pooh wrapped his arms about his new wife's supple waist as he hugged her close, his thick tongue finding and burrowing into her mouth. Peaches moaned softly as Pooh slobbered all over her lips, kissing and licking his way down her neck and over her perky C-cup breasts.
Peaches hugged Pooh's head to her bosom as he suckled her tits, nibbling and biting the fat black nipples as he reached back and began toying with her ample bottom. Peaches groaned when Pooh's fingers dug into the crack of her ass and penetrated her asshole. She had waited a long time to feel Pooh's dick in her mangina, and tonight was definitely going to be the night.
Peaches felt her husband's big thick dick sticking up behind her, the fat sloppy head already leaking pre-juice all over her ass cheeks as he suckled her breasts. She reached back and handled his dick, feeling its girth as she prepared herself for penetration. She slapped the shaft up between her ass cheeks where her husband was adding a second finger. She grimaced against him, feeling his ultra big digits opening her wide. Reaching for the anal lube beside the bed, she poured a generous amount into her manicured hand, then reached back and massaged it all over the full length of his raging manhood.
Pooh looked up into his wife's face as she added more lube to her asshole, then eased her buttock down against his dick head. "I can't wait to feel my dick inside ya..." he whispered, practically holding his breath as she descended her ass down on him.
"uhhh...!" moaned Peaches, feeling the wide head stretch her. But she'd been one of Tempest's top prostitutes when she worked for him, taking big dick had been her calling for many years, surely she could open up for her husband. She bit her lower lip as she forced her mangina to relax, then forced her ass down. "OOOOhhhhhhh...!!!" she groaned, feeling the head and shaft sink into her ass.
Pooh was a THICK one!
She squeezed her eyes shut as she lowered her ass down into Pooh's lap, successfully sheathing the entire shaft of his massive mighty dong. Pooh groaned aloud also, burying his face in his wife's breasts as he kissed, licked, and sucker her firm boobs.
Peaches sat transfixed for a few minutes, allowing her body to adjust to the invasion as Pooh's dick lay lodged in her bowels. She felt as if someone had literally stuffed a telephone pole up her ass. She could feel the length of his dick throbbing inside her, as Pooh fought of his first climax.
Slowly Peaches began to rise, lifting her ass ever so slightly before sitting back down. She could feel the intense pressure beginning to dissipate as her body got used to her husband's girth. With each passing moment she was able to rise higher, sliding more dick from her ass before falling back down on it. Soon she was riding him as if she had been doing it for years. Pooh couldn't believe how talented Peaches' ass was as she pulled all the way up until only the fat flaring head remained trapped inside her anus, before slamming her ass back down on the full length of his ramrod, taking it fully back inside. She held onto the headboard behind his head as she bounced, rotated, and gyrated her way up and down his dick. Pooh lay his head back against the headboard, his eyes closed in ecstasy as he marveled at her skills. With his hands on her waist, he dug his fingers into her hips when he felt his pending orgasm finally approach.
Peaches felt the huge dick swell inside her as she rode it harder. She desperately wanted to satisfy her husband, to thank him for saving her from the gutter by being the best fuck he'd ever had. She completely dilated her asshole and hammered her ass up and down his thick pipe. Pooh's eyes ran cross before rolling up into his eyes as his first orgasm of the night hit him like a ton of bricks.
"AAWWW SHIT BITCH, YA GONNA MAKE ME CUM...!! I'M GONNA FUCKIN' CUM...!! AWWW SHIT I'M CUMMIN'...!! I'M CUMMIN...!! AARRRHHHGGGG..!!!" he screamed, shouting as loud as he could.
Peaches slammed her ass down onto the full length of his dick, then tightened her mangina around the base of his throbbing dick. Pooh flopped and squirmed around in bed like a fish out of water, his big body humping and heaving like a beached whale trying to get back into the ocean. Peaches could feel his huge dick pulsating inside her, filling her anal gut with his enormous load. She could tell by the volume of cum her was pumping into her, had she been a real woman with a working uterus, she would definitely be pregnant by morning.
"Ohhh fuck that waz sum good shyt!" moaned Pooh, finally coming down from his orgasm. "Did YOU cum...?" he asked, looking up into Peaches eyes.
"You know I did, big daddy!" she lied, milking his dick with her anal muscles.
"No shyt...? I wanna taste ya...!" he said, flipping her over onto her back.
Peaches felt Pooh's half hard dick exit her anus as he quickly maneuvered himself down between her spread legs. He stared down at her man made vagina for a minute, unable to tell it from a real one (the wonders of modern medicine) before lowering his face onto her womb.
Peaches moaned softly as Pooh licked and sucked at her newly formed womanly parts. Having only been a full-fledged woman for a few months, she was still getting used to her new toy. Orgasms no longer worked as they once had when she still had a penis. She didn't cum outright like a man, and she didn't secrete juices like real women. Peaches' orgasms were more mental than physical, she could cum, but there was no physical show of the event like with normal people. It was more subtle, like the gratification one gets from satisfying another person.
It's what her body was built for.
Pooh relished eating woman's pussies. Having been married twice before, he nearly ate his last two wives to death. There was nothing he loved more than feeling a nice warm pussy in his mouth, suckling the soft velvety skin and tasting the gushing juices after making them cum from his oral expertise. There was just something about having the power to make someone cum just by oral sex alone. Licking and sucking them to the heights of orgasm and beyond.
Pooh mashed his face in Peaches groin, sealing his mouth to her vagina as he vacuumed her insides. Peaches felt the vortex from her husband's inhales and felt as if something might be sucked out of her. He squirmed around on the bed, trying to avoid his lethal mouth while he simply followed her, keeping his mouth firmly latched. "Dayum this puzzy's good as shyt...!" he moaned between sucks. "I can't believe it used to be a 9" dik here once...!"
"9 and 1/2!" gloated Peaches proudly, having fucked more than her fair share of men's asses.
"Well them dayz'r ova...!" said Pooh, pressing his face back down between his wife's legs. He sealed his mouth to Peaches' clitoris and began sucking like a fend, knowing that trick was what got most women off.
He sucked and sucked and sucked, waiting for Peaches to have her roaring orgasm as the minutes turned into (what felt like) hours. He slobbered all over her pretty vagina, waiting for the gush of womanly juices he loved to consume. Peaches tried faking her orgasm, breathing hard and panting like a dog as she withered about in bed like a tramp. But when Pooh found no running gush of juices, he knew something was wrong.
"How come ya ain't cum for me yet...?" he asked, looking up over her tits as he paused from eating.
"I did!" lied Peaches, trying to make him feel good.
"I ain't taste it...!" complained Pooh, wanting to taste his woman's cum.
"I...I told you, poppi..., my pussy don't work like that...!" she said, rising up on her elbows.
"You can't cum...?" asked Pooh, disappointed.
"I can..., but not like other women..." explained Peaches.
"Then tell me how to make ya cum...! I wanna make you nut like you made me!" said Pooh, rising up on his knees.
"You did great, daddy..., you made me feel like a real woman!" said Peaches, trying to stroke his ego.
Pooh looked down at the gorgeous woman lying in his bed, and realized she wasn't really a woman at all. Through all the fake tits, hair, makeup, and surgical pussies, --she was still a man. Peaches still hadn't crossed that special threshold that celebrated her true womanhood until she had her pussy properly broken in. Pooh reached for the lubricant, pouring a generous amount into his hand and massaging it along the length of his ramrod dick. Peaches instinctively raised her legs, exposing her well fucked anus which glistened wetly with Pooh's last load. But instead of greasing her ass, he added lube to Peaches' vagina, causing Peaches to look up at him nervously.
Pooh tossed the lube aside as he aligned his big thick dick up to Peaches' pussy. Peaches tensed when she felt the head poise at her man made hole. "Wait honey...!" was all she managed before he shoved forth. "AAAHHHHHH...!!" she screamed, feeling the head rip through her.
"Yur supposed to be MY woman..." said Pooh, leaning in over top her as he locked her body beneath his and drilled his hips forward. "...but I ain't marry ya juss to fuk ya in yur whore asshole! I married ya to fuk that virgin cunt of yurs!"
"Pooh, don't...! Please...! You're too big...!!" begged Peaches in pain.
"They ALL say that at first!" said Pooh, pushing forth.
"AAARRRRHHHHH...!!!" screamed Peaches, beating her fists into her husband's hide as Pooh gripped her hands and locked them down by her sides as he continued to ram forward.
It took nearly 15 minutes of excruciating agonizing pain, but he finally managed to bury all 10 and 1/2 solid inches in her vagina before smashing his balls against her ass. Peaches felt tears streaming her face as she nearly blacked out from the pain. She never envisioned her wedding night ending with a rape, but that was just how she felt as she lay prone under her husband, his big thick oversized dick buried balls deep inside her like a huge log.
Peaches was afraid to move as Pooh's enormous manhood lay deep inside her. She just knew her cunt was ripped to shreds just from the entry alone. She suddenly hated her husband for taking her like this, for not being more patient and waiting until she was more comfortable. She hated him more when he suddenly started pulling out, his thick rod ripping from her heated depths as he withdrew. Peaches felt as if she were giving birth when he pulled his dick from inside her, then felt as if the doctor were trying to stuff the kid back in when he began to shove forth.
For 5 long excruciating minutes Peaches felt the horrible stretching of her insides as Pooh heaved and breathed atop her like a rutted bull. Sweat broke out all over his brow as he fucked, sliding his big fat overcooked sausage through her broken oven. During the last minutes she felt Pooh's body begin to shake and tremble as his second orgasm of the evening hit. Peaches screamed out in his ear when he rammed all the way up inside her and came, grounding his dick around in her stomach.
The gush of warm cum managed to somehow soothe her aching insides as it washed over her inner sack. She felt Pooh's weight collapse on top of her as he lay exhausted, his thick dick still jerking and pumping forth its seed. "Dayum that was sum good shyt..." whispered Pooh, kissing Peaches neck and shoulders. She avoiding his mouth when he tried to kiss her, making him settle for the sides of her face. When he finally rolled off of her, she jumped up (slowly), and wobbled her way into the bathroom to check for blood.
There was a little blood from tearing, but not as much as she expected. He washed herself clean, then padded herself as she returned into the bedroom.
"Everything aiight...?" asked Pooh concerned, his hands resting behind his head as if he were the king of his castle.
"There's blood..." said Peaches, limping towards the bed. "...I think my pussy is off limits for awhile while it heals...!"
"I can live with that..." said Pooh, cuddling up behind her as she lay in bed. She could feel his hardon poking between her ass cheeks, searching for her asshole. "...so long as I still git to fuk this...!" he added, pushing back up into her.
Peaches knew it was going to be a long night...
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WYNNFIELD
The sun began to slowly rise over the building tops of West Philly, signifying the start of a brand new day as 29 year old Marvin Rollins lay between 23 year old Jake Valentine's spread legs, slamming his big thick dick in and out of the young cop's weak bunghole.
Jake (delirious with pleasure) lay back in bed, his brain practically fried on drugs as residual traces of Sextasy still coursed through his veins like pollution. With his eyes closed in ecstasy, his body was literally fucked as Marvin Rollins beat his big dick straight through Jake's receptive hole, taking whatever punishment the ex-convict deemed necessary.
Marvin rose up over Jake's prone body with his arms stretched downward in pushup position, staring down into the handsome white man's bruised face as he fucked. Jake's hairless chest and rippled stomach were splattered with the officer's dry cum from previous orgasms as Marvin continued ramming his enormous rod home. Marvin loved looking down to see his dark male appendage disappear up the officer's bare backside, the well worn reddish/pink hole swallowing his piston as it passed through his soft non-resisting anal ring easily. It was rare that Marvin got to physically beat another man's asshole into total submission like this (outside of prison) as Jake just lay back and relaxed while his anal guts were pulverized shitless, the remains of previous cum injections starting to foam out around Marvin's thrusting manhood like whipped cream.
Marvin picked up the pace as he drove his hips home, sending his dick deep in Jake's prone body with every penetrating stroke. He hammered hard thought Jake's spread cheeks, beating a definite path straight into his bowels. Jake's dick remained limp throughout the session, having already spurted several times during the night and wee hours of the morning. His asshole (all sloppy with excess cum dripping from the beaten ring) stretched in and out, following the length and direction of the big black dick boring through it. Jake was in the zone, feeling no pain whatsoever as he relaxed and accepted the fate which befell him. With no boyfriend to feel guilty about, he was free to focus on himself, to enjoy the steady pounding at his backdoor without fear of being discovered.
Marvin could feel his dick starting to swell as he punched his manhood through Jake's bottom with the sole purpose of cumming. He wanted to prolong the ride, but having already exhausted 2 thick loads in Jake's ass already, he'd been hammering the handsome cop's ass for the past 45 minutes without slack. He pulled his fat 10" prod completely free of Jake's warm sucking orifice, the bulbous head bursting free of the clinging ring which hung open like a dead fish's mouth (leaking spent ball juice from the stretched opening), then rammed all the way back in with a single stroke.
Jake said nothing as he simply flinched, a tiny groan of pleasure escaping his throat as the dick pierced straight through him and into the very depths of his murky entrails before pulling back out again. Marvin repeated this move a dozen times, drilling Jake's hole with ball deep penetrations, punching his dick deep into Jake's shocked insides before he felt his nuts start to seize and contract. With one final mighty thrust, Marvin buried his dick one last time then unloaded a great wall of cum straight into Jake's pleasantly aching bowels.
"ARRHHH FUCK! FUCK! YEAH! AWW FUCK! DAMN! SHIT! TAKE THAT FUCKIN' LOAD! AWWWW SSSHHHIITTT...!!" Grunted Marvin, his dick jerking with every moan as it emptied in Jake's buttered guts.
Marvin fell down over Jake's torso (Jake's legs still spread around the bulk of his massively muscled body) as he drained himself in his hole. When he felt strong enough to recover, he lifted up and pressed Jake's legs up to his chest before removing his softening penis. Jake's worn asshole remained sunken and open, a mass of seed slowly oozing from the ruined anal lips.
Curiously Marvin ran up fingers over and around the hole, pushing his seed back inside along with 3 of his huge fingers. The hole swallowed the fat digits easily as Marvin added another. With 4 fingers now snugly fit up Jake's ass, Marvin pressed inward until his knuckles too disappeared. He pushed half of his hand in, feeling the hotness of Jake's insides as he wiggled his thumb in under the palm.
Jake squirmed uncomfortably as Marvin's hand sank halfway through his anal ring. The outer walls began to press inward around Marvin embedded hand as the big guy added more force. He withdrew his hand slightly, only to push in further. Jake's head rolled back and forth from the pressure as his ass lips stretched beyond their normal limits to accommodate the former drug dealer's huge fist. Marvin pressed on and on until his hand slowly (but surely) sank in through the well worn sugar walls. Added by the enormous amounts of semen he deposited (3 times overnight), the asshole swallowed up his hand like a boa constrictor does its prey.
"ahhh..." groaned Jake, feeling Marvin's wrist pop through his ring.
Marvin watched in disbelief as the hole ate up his hand, only his forearm sticking free as his hand remained buried inside warm flesh.
Marvin kept his hand there for a few minutes, enjoying the odd sensation before slowly withdrawing. Jake's eyes flew open as the hand began to pull back, dragging his asshole (and insides) out with it. Marvin pulled and pulled until Jake's inner lining turned outward, and his dark hand (coated in anal lube and cum) burst free. The crimson red insides yanked open as more seed escaped. Marvin used the seed as lubricant as he quickly pushed his hand back up inside Jake.
Jake moaned erotically as he rolled his head back and forth from the sheer agony of ecstasy, his body reeling with height of eroticism he'd never known. Marvin sank his hand all the way inside, feeling the loose ring wrap around his wrist before pulling back out. He repeated this move over and over, sliding his hand in and out smoother and easier, until Jake's dick grew rock hard and throbbed over his cum dried navel. As Marvin picked up the pace when he noticed Jake's balls beginning to contract as pre-cum dripped from his flaring piss slit. Moaning and groaning with desire, Jake twisted and squirmed on Marvin's thrusting fist, his body becoming more tense as his anus suddenly spasm, sperm erupting from his pulsating cock.
"AAARRRHHHHHHGGG...!!!" he screamed, feeling the seed rip from his very soul as Marvin continued to pound away at his hole. Marvin became concerned when Jake suddenly passed out and stopped moving, and fell back flat against the bed unconscious, --his legs collapsing down around Marvin's muscled body. Marvin could see Jake's dying dick still jerking, still spewing cum onto his stomach even as his body lay lifeless, --his asshole still spasming around his embedded fist. Marvin slowly removed his hand, oozing it from Jake's warm clay like body before pulling free and spewing excess semen all over the bed sheets.
Marvin contemplated fucking Jake again, as his own dick rose rock hard from his groin...
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SOUTH PHILLY
27 year old Malik Jones awoke (from sleeping on Maleece's sofa) with a stiff neck. He got up (feeling the worse for wear) as he stretched and yawned, then made his way (groggily) upstairs to check in on his partner.
33 year old Maleece Cortez lay face down in bed with an empty bottle of Jack Daniels lying beside him. Malik shook his head as his partner lay passed out. Looking at his watch, he knew he had less than an hour to get him showered and dressed for work. "Come on sleeping beauty..." signed Malik, pulling off Maleece's sneakers and socks, then began peeling off his tight jeans. Maleece stirred in his sleep as Malik started to pull down the rugged purto-rican's pants and underwear, revealing his fur lined ass. Malik threw the soiled clothing to the floor as he began working on stripping the older man's torso.
"Whhaa da faakkk u waann..." muttered Maleece, incoherently.
"Time to make the doughnuts, Maleece...!" said Malik, dragging Maleece up from the bed.
Maleece refused to move as he flopped back down several times before Malik finally got him up and into the bathroom. As Malik helped Maleece into the small tiled room, Maleece suddenly felt the overwhelming urge to throw up as he rushed to the toilet and stuck his head in the bowl.
Malik watched with sympathy as Maleece began vomiting into the toilet, his body jerking violently every time he lurched forth. The strain on his abdomen caused his anus to extend, causing an obscene liquid fart to escape his rear end. At first Malik laughed, believing the fart merely an embarrassment for his partner, but upon closer inspection, he noticed the liquid which suddenly shot from Maleece's bowels was easily recognized as semen, prompting Malik to believe Jake wasn't the only one cheating in the relationship.
Maleece finished throwing up in the drink, then flushed the toilet before turning around to sit on it. He wiped his brow, feeling sick to his stomach from drinking too much. He was just starting to consider calling out when Malik took his attention to the liquidity streak lining the tiled floor. "What's that...?" asked the detective, causing Maleece to focus his bloodshot eyes.
Maleece stared unknowingly, unsure what it was for a moment before final clarity registered in his brain. Malik noticed to the shocked expression even as Maleece tried to disguise it. "That's not Jake's load, is it...?" asked Malik, knowingly.
"I...I don't know what that is...!" said Maleece, denying its existence. But Malik simply bent down. Running his fingers through the slick silvery substance, he bought it back up to his nose and sniffed...
"Its semen...!" said the detective simply, holding his fingers outward for Maleece to smell.
"I don't wanna smell that...!" frowned Maleece, pushing Malik's hand from his face.
"It came out of YOUR ass while you were vomiting...!" informed Malik with a smirk. "And for some reason..., I doubt it belongs to Jake...! So who have you been letting fuck you, Maleece..., and how long has it been going on...?"
"I don't know what you're talking about...!" said Maleece, still denying any knowledge, that is until he looked up into Malik's face and saw his partner was definitely not buying it. "Okay..., okay..." said Maleece, giving in. "...I've..., been going to this peepshow and letting this guy I know fuck me...!" admitted Maleece, feeling relieved for revealing his most shameful secret to someone.
"At a peepshow...??" asked Malik, shaking his head in disappointment. "Do you even know the guy's name...?!"
"Of course I do...!" answered Maleece, feeling suddenly trashy as Malik looked at him judgingly. "It's not what you think Malik..." defended Maleece.
"What am I thinking, Maleece...?" asked Malik, folding his arms over his chest.
"It's not just some random guy..., I've been meeting with this guy for awhile now...! We've had steady encounters...!"
"And you think that makes it better...?" asked Malik from the doorway. "Look..." he said, suddenly feeling protective. "...I KNOW Marvin fucks around, --trust me I do! But at least he does it intermittently with random strangers...! At least he doesn't have a steady lover on the side who's just waiting in the wings to take my place someday...!"
"It's not like that...!" said Maleece.
"Isn't it...?" asked Malik. "You broke up with Jake last night for cheating..., and here you're obviously been doing the same thing!"
"I didn't get caught on video tape fucking some black guy...!" argued Maleece, Jake's video still fresh in his mind.
"What a fucking hypocrite!" countered Malik. "Do you really HEAR what you're saying...? You broke up with Jake because you caught him fucking on video, yet you're just as guilty of cheating...! You both did some bad things..., which means you both should be getting a clean slate!"
"I just can't get the memory of Jake getting fucked out of my head..." said Maleece, running his hand through his hair as he thought over Malik's words. "...and it still begs the question, `who was holding the camera...?'"
"I don't know..." said Malik, having wondered that question himself. "...maybe the two of you ought to talk about it..., brings things out into the open? How do you think Jake would feel knowing you're getting fucked by someone else...?"
Maleece didn't answer, indeed Jake would be devastated to know his masculine lover was bending over for someone else. That's why Maleece went out of his way to find someone who didn't know him, someone who no one would ever find out about. "Why don't you hop in the shower while I put on a strong pot of coffee...?" suggested Malik, getting a weak nod from Maleece. "That guy who fucked you must be a gardener..." he added, just as he prepared to head downstairs.
"Why you say that...?" asked Maleece, curiously.
"Cause..., judging from the amount you shot out onto the floor, he must've planted some mad seed in your ass!" joked Malik, getting an embarrassed laugh from Maleece.
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MANAYUNK
52 year old David McConnell at on the side of his bed (feeling old for the first time in a long time). He got up and stretched, feeling his muscles ache as his bones popped and creaked (a sign of age). It was strange sleeping alone after sleeping with Andrew for the past year. He missed how the young man cuddled up next to him at night, or how he coyly played with his chest hairs when he was feeling frisky and wanted sex in the morning.
McConnell got down onto the floor and immediately began doing his daily 100 crunches before heading to the bathroom to relieve himself. Once done with his exercise, he reached for his bathrobe as he headed for the door. He heard voices out in the living room where he'd left Andrew to sleep on the sofa after their break up last night. Initially he wanted to kick the 23 year old out after he informed McConnell how he had cheated on him with the police captain's son, and intended to keep seeing him as they were now in love. But McConnell thought it too cruel to kick Andy out in the cold in the middle of the night, so he gave him until morning to pack his bags. He had hoped Andy would be gone by the time he rose for work, but the duel voices he heard indicated that not only was Andrew still there, but was currently talking to Elliott (his son)...
"Why would you tell my dad something like that...?!" asked Elliott, looking at Andy in disbelief.
"Because it was the right thing to do...!" stated Andrew without thought. "How are we going to continue seeing each other under his roof if he didn't know...?"
"Telling him would only make him angry! And I don't have any other place to go!" argued Elliott.
"WE could move together...!" offered Andrew sincerely, bringing a look of shock to Elliott's face.
"How...? I don't even have a job!"
"I do! I could support us until you found something...!" reasoned Andy, believing it a good idea. "Just think of it..., we could be together without anyone judging us! Without David's interference! We won't have to answer to anyone!"
"You're joking, right...?" asked Elliott, curiously. "We don't even know each other that well!"
"What're you talking about...??" asked Andy, disagreeing. "We've been like BEST friends since you got here! We get along great! And the sex..." sighed Andy, recalling vividly how good it felt to be up inside Elliott, and to have Elliott inside him. "...the sex was incredible! How can you say we don't know each other well...?!"
"It was only ONE encounter, Andy...! How could you make such a strong commitment after only ONE encounter...?!" questioned Elliott.
"How could you not...?!" asked Andy, just as passionate in his conviction. "I don't just sleep around with just anyone...! I slept with you because I thought we had something good happening...! I knew I wanted to be with your father after the first time we made love! How many times do you have to do it with someone before you finally realize who you want to be with...?"
"I don't know...!" said Elliott, feeling he made a big mistake. "I guess the real answer here is that I'm NOT looking for a boyfriend, --or a regular lover!"
Andrew's face dropped from hopeful to distraught. "I was only looking to have some fun...! I saw the way you looked at me..., and figured you might want to mess around? I didn't expect you to go off and break up with my dad! That was a dumb move dude!"
Andrew turned his head away in disbelief. How could he have so misjudged Elliott's intentions? The things he said to McConnell..., he knew he couldn't take them back. David looked so hurt when he told him that he still intended to keep seeing Elliott, and that he was just jealous of their love. Love! How could he be so stupid??
Andy got up off the sofa, grabbing up his belongings...
"Hey..., where're you going...?" asked Elliott curiously, as Andy began stuffing items in a large suitcase.
"What do YOU care...?!" asked Andy, sounding on the verge of tears.
"Look..., maybe IF you talked to dad...?" suggested Elliott.
"HA!" laughed Andy, sarcastically. "You expect me to just waltz back into David's bedroom and apologize for sleeping with his son...??! For throwing it up in his face...?!??"
"You never know what could happen til you try...!" reasoned Elliott. "If dad still loves you and don't want to see you go..., he'll listen!"
"You don't understand..." said Andy, zipping up his bag. "...with YOU staying here, it would be a constant reminder of my infidelity! David was heartbroken after his last boyfriend cheated..., and here I turned around and did the same thing! He would never trust me again!"
"You don't know that...!" argued Elliott, as Andy grabbed up his two bags and headed for the door.
"David only let me stay the night because it was late..." said Andy, reaching for the doorknob. "...I only stayed to see if YOU would come with me...! Now that the sun's up..., it's time for me to go!"
Elliott watched as Andy left, making his way to the parking structure to find his car. Elliott waited until Andy was out of sight before he quietly closed the door, feeling at least partially responsible for their untimely breakup. He was suddenly startled when his dad's bedroom door opened, and his father walked out wearing only his boxer shorts. Their eyes met only briefly as McConnell made his way into the bathroom to relieve himself of his morning piss. Elliott couldn't help but notice his dad's tight formed physique and flat washboard stomach as he walked by. He also noticed the hidden tent of his dad's morning erection as he turned away and closed the bathroom door. Elliott felt his asshole tingle with excitement at the thought of seeing his dad's erection, wondering what it would feel like stuffed in his ass...?
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WEST PHILLY
Dedra dashed around in the background (cleaning up and doing dishes) as her husband DMoney and his boss (Pooh) talked shop after finishing up at the breakfast table. She barely listened when the two men talked about work, thinking the less she knew the better. Pooh was just finishing off his last cup of coffee when he handed the large mug to her to clean, then told her to "go check on my wife..., make sho she okay!"
"Alright!" said Dedra, having wondered why Peaches hadn't come down for breakfast?
After the men left to run their illegal errands, she started the automated dishwasher, then made her way upstairs to the second floor and the master bedroom. She knocked on the door gently, waiting for an answer. After a moment she repeated, knocking harder the second and third times. "Peaches...?" she called out, testing the doorknob. "You okay girl...? I'm coming in...!"
Dedra opened the door to find Peaches still lying in bed, only half her long slender body covered as she looked more passed out than asleep. "PEACHES...!!" she cried, rushing in to the misses aid. She reached the bed, then started to check the newlywed wife's vital signs. She was still alive thank god. Dedra checked the nightstand to see if Peaches had consumed any drugs or sleeping pills. Not finding anything, she pulled the covers back to find that she was bleeding from the vagina...
LATER...
"I don't want to see no doctor...!" stated Peaches, sitting downstairs at the kitchen table, wrapped up in her husband's oversized bathrobe and drinking a hot cup of coffee.
"You could get an infection..." argued Dedra. "...it's not natural for a woman to bleed down there after sex...!"
"You do when you're a virgin!" reasoned Peaches, getting a shocked look from Dedra.
"A virgin...??" she chuckled, believing Peaches was joking. When she saw the serious look on the wife's face, she stopped laughing. "You were a virgin...?!" she asked, confused. "How...?!? Dwayne told me that you worked for Tempest Williams as a call girl...!"
"A prostitute!" corrected Peaches. "And who the hell is Dwayne...??" she asked, taking another dose of strong black coffee.
"DMoney..., my husband!" answered Dedra, joining Peaches with her own cup.
"Oh. Yeah, I worked for Tempest as one of his infamous Stable Girls for over 10 years..." explained Peaches, brushing the weave from her face. "...but my vagina was new..., I'd never actually used it before! Pooh was my first...!"
"Oh my god...!" gasped Dedra, covering her hand over her mouth. "And he just fucked you like one of his hoes, didn't he? Did he know you were a virgin down there...?"
"No..., but he wouldn't've believed me anyway if I told him!" believed Peaches, knowing of her colorful past. "Funny thing was I took him with no problem anally..., my ass was wayyyy more talented than my pussy in that aspect!"
"You should've told him..." advised Dedra, knowing how brutal Pooh could get sexually.
"You think that would've stopped him from taking it last night...?" questioned Peaches.
"No..." answered Dedra, honestly. "...but he probably would've been a little more sensitive and took it easier on you!"
"Guys like Pooh and Tempest aren't like that..." reasoned Peaches, recalling her ordeals with men. "...once they have you, they possess you! You're no longer your own person, you belong to them mind, body, and soul!"
"You think Pooh is as bad as Tempest...?" asked Dedra, curiously.
Peaches thought about it for a moment..., but decided to keep the answer to herself.
"You have anymore of that coffee...?" she asked instead, as Dedra got up to pour her another cup. "By the way, my name's not Peaches anymore..."
"It's not...?" asked Dedra, turning around to hand Peaches her cup.
"No..., I officially changed it after my death...!" laughed Peaches, gently taking the cup off Dedra's hands.
"Oh, okay..." said Dedra, retaking her seat. "Then what should I call you...?" she asked curiously.
"My name's Divine! Divine Graham!"
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NORTH PHILLY
27 year old Tempest Williams laid back in bed casually, his hands tucked behind his head as only half of his big curved stiff standing dick was being sucked by one of his many tranny girls (Shinobi). Shinobi was a 5'4", 120 lbs, petite Asian transvestite that Tempest found on the streets of Chinatown. Her parents owned on of Chinatown's most popular restaurants, but had known nothing but shame and disgrace upon discovering their only son was nothing more than a Geisha impersonator.
Tempest had taken Shinobi (born Chen Pi Lu) under his wing, moving her into his secret secluded hide away, where she practiced her talents on him and any of the guests he required her to meet.
Shinobi had been a great cock sucker in Chinatown, having blown many of her parents' delivery men in the basement storeroom of their family restaurant. But upon going with Tempest and learning to suck black dick, she found her oral skills seriously lacking as some of the biggest dicks she'd ever seen in her life tried to pay homage to her gagging throat. Shinobi found it very difficult to hold their swelling penises in her petite little throat for very long without feeling the overwhelming need to vomit. She would gag and choke on the dicks, thick gobs of spit and snot drooling from her overworked face before they would finally get frustrated enough to pull out of her dainty little mouth and stuff their cocks up her ass. Shinobi desperately wanted to abandon sucking Tempest's curved dick and simply sit on it, knowing she could accommodate him better anally. But Tempest insisted that Shinobi learn how to deep throat like the rest of his bitches, saying that future clients had every right to use her pussy throat as well as her cunt ass!
After nearly 30 solid minutes of choking on Tempest's dick, Shinobi began to show signs of fatigue. Tempest simply reached down and grabbed the back of her head, then forcibly shoved her face down onto his dick, impaling her throat. Shinobi's face twisted in pain as the long hard dick penetrated her throat, sinking down into her contracting esophagus. Her body lurched as it tried to repel the invader, but Tempest simply held her firmly. Shinobi gagged as her mouth stretched open and vomit began to excrete around the shaft of Tempest's embedded dick, yet still Tempest held her firmly. Shinobi tried to pull up, reaching in with her hands to resist. Tempest slapped the side of her face, telling her to stay put as he forced her to remove her hands. Shinobi felt the drug lord pressing her face further down on his dick, inching further into her throat. Shinobi began to panic, believing she might die if Tempest didn't let her go soon.
Tempest ignored her silent pleas and continued forcing her head downward. Soon he had her nose firmly planted in his messy pubes, her painted face shoved in her own vomit which puddle down around the base of his dick. With no more food in her tiny stomach, Shinobi was able to gag around the dick without any more vomit appearing. The constant choking around the base of his dick caused Tempest to cum, shooting thick rich creamy gobs of morning semen straight down into Shinobi's stomach.
"HIIKKKGG...HIIIKKKGGG...HIIIKKKGGG...!!" gagged Shinobi as the cum poured into her. Once done, Tempest released Shinobi's head, allowing her to lift up. But to Shinobi's surprise, her throat had now relaxed around Tempest's throbbing manhood, allowing her to finally enjoy the feeling of large black cock lodged in her throat.
She slowly slid her lips up the hard shaft, feeling the dick recede from the depths of her throat. With renewed joy she continued sucking, vaguely aware of the vomit clinging to his lips, nose, chin, and cheeks. She swallowed Tempest's long curved dick again, this time taking his manhood into her throat willingly without resistance. She was loving this!
"uh..., excuse me, sir..." said Brian Dunn (Tempest's trusted assistant) as he entered the room. "Oh..., I see you've succeeded in teaching young Shinobi how to deep throat...!" he glee, watching Tempest's dick slide easily in and out of the Asian's vomit covered face. "I knew it was only a matter of time, sir! I have some information you might find..., --interesting to say the least...!"
"What is it...?" asked Tempest, slapping Shinobi off his dick. "Go clean up bitch! And clean me up while you at it!" he ordered, as Shinobi jumped up from the bed obediently and rushed into the bathroom for a warm soapy towel.
Tempest used the bed sheet to clean his messy groin as he waited for Dunn to continue. Dunn handed Tempest an article of paper. Tempest looked down at it, reading the heading: `Marriage License'.
"What's this...?" he asked curiously, tossing the sheet to the floor.
"It's a marriage certificate for your partner Whinny Graham..." informed Dunn.
"Okay..., so...?" said Tempest, ready to hand the paper back.
"He got married two days ago to someone you know..." informed Dunn, causing Tempest's eyebrow to rise questionably.
"Who he marry...?" he asked, curiously.
"The certificate says Divine Walker..., but we know her better as Peaches!"
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