busty

***Just to clarify this is a made up story, all characters are over the age of 18 and are fictional, please leave comments at the bottom otherwise I would not know where to improve. This story was painstakingly edited by RexBrookdale***



There Melanie sat, her head in her hands as she desperately tried to work out what she should do, flee or her follow her morals. How the hell did she get into this position? Well it is down to two 19 year old men, Dan and Jimmy and their devious minds. Since neither of them were blessed in the looks department they had trouble with the ladies, first at school then later when both of them sat jobless at home.



To say that both of them were bastards is probably being too kind to them. Dan tall, pale, spotty and had the most intense eyes ever seen outside of the reptile family. Jimmy on the other hand was shorter, and was average in pretty much every single way, save for his rather unsightly pot belly. Lacking in funds he wore hand-me-downs from his skinner taller brother, his hair was cut by his alcoholic mother he was lucky to have his ears still in tact, though his hair was dirty blonde he had a bright ginger beard in short he looked ridiculous, perfect fodder for bullies.



So they both became crafty in their ways to get close to woman way out of their league.



Quickly they realised that they could achieve accidental gropes in public areas. The busy crowds on the trains gave perfect opportunity for a pinch of an ass or a touch of a breast only to feign clumsiness. When people have two choices yet they see only one available is when they are most susceptible to be manipulated. This is the setup Dan and Jimmy strove to achieve.



Their minds worked overtime to find a good enough plan, not just to get laid but to get an attractive woman at the same time. The woman of choice in their mind, a shop owner that Dan had come across first and since that day he had been back every day since to look at her and start pointless conversations with.



The shop owner in question was Melanie: a fashion graduate and a rich daddy’s girl meant that she had the perfect grounding to open her own ladies’ fashion shop in a busy city.



Unlike some who design clothes Melanie was neither ugly nor plastic: thanks to her mother she had natural beauty. She had bright blonde hair, and big brown eyes that added to her beauty, sizeable breasts, and a soft curve to her buttocks. Like many in the fashion industry she was very eco-conscience, wanting no carbon footprint and organic clothes, all in all she just a very nice girl.



Melanie had never dreamed that Dan who came into her shop asking about clothes for his girlfriend was in fact just lusting after her body, whilst she explained the process of organic cotton. As she talked, Dan’s mind wandered; he fantasized about bending her over the counter and pounding her from behind.



Getting Jimmy to agree to the target took little work after seeing her run to her shop in time to open it. Her bouncing breasts took Jimmy’s breath away as he too had constant dreams in which he had her at his beck and call.



Their moment of genius came to them one day while watching a comedy for the umpteenth time; one they had seen several times as youngsters. They would never have dreamed of its impact on their lives. The particular scene that caught their attention was when the bumbling detective was accusing a funeral procession of hiding hidden treasure when in fact it was a funeral and as usual he was confused. It was up to the detective’s assistant to get him out of trouble which he duly did by pretending that his superior was insane and thus had no control over his actions.



A touch offensive, maybe, but very effective. If it could work on film why not in real life? Jimmy was the first to think about using this for their sex con game: find the right situation and make it look authentic. Hell they have hidden camera shows all the time, he reasoned. He told his plan to Dan, and after intense scrutiny they felt they could use it. The question of morality, of tricking a gullible woman, quickly flew out the window at the chance for a fuck.



Jimmy’s plan was simple: one of them would enter the shop on a quiet day near closing time, then the other would call the store to ‘warn’ Melanie there was a mentally unstable man in her shop and it was her duty to keep him there until the cops could arrive to take him away. She would be told to do whatever it took to make sure he didn’t leave. And that ‘whatever’ was the most attractive bit of the plan.



Jimmy had at first thought their plan was water tight: what could go wrong? But he realized there was indeed a lot of risk involved. He could see how fine the line was, between total success and complete failure. but if everything could slot into place then the rewards would be sky high for him.



Out of the two of them Dan was the unlucky one, he had been visiting her in the shop several times just to see her face yet this was his downfall. Melanie would recognize him, and though she was naïve, even she would not have bought it. So Dan reluctantly agreed that he would have to forego this encounter. Thus it fell to Jimmy, who’d barely spoken to a woman without his knees giving way, to try and trick a woman into fucking him.



Jimmy was ready made for the part. He was fitted up to look like he had walked in from off the street: clothes that hadn’t fit him five years ago, and shoes like flippers. His only flaw was his acting. Despite rehearsals, Jimmy constantly choked, fluffed his lines while blushing deeply. Dan was exasperated. Melanie would more than likely laugh rather than be intimidated.



They had targeted a day already, a national holiday, on which there was to be a parade through the city. In her infinite wisdom she’d decided to open up for the day. She would be lucky to get even a single customer come in to browse let alone buy anything, and as such it was the best day for a con to happen.



The day came racing around, and soon it was upon them. Early that morning, they met up outside of Dan’s house. Jimmy sported a faded star wars shirt, his belly poking out underneath, jeans rolled up at the bottom and fastened around his hips with a tired belt. His sneakers had tape wrapped around the soles to keep them from falling apart. The only thing of worth was the video recorder hanging around his neck, which he had borrowed to record the occasion for viewing at a later date.



It was 11 am; the parade was in full swing. The happy crowds ignored the tramp and the sinister-looking sidekick as they walked and whispered urgently to one another. Jimmy was starting to get nervous. Sweat formed on his brow, his feet felt heavier with each passing step. Not only was he worried about his acting ability, but on a rather more serious issue even than that: he had serious misgivings about his ability to perform sexually.



But it was too late to turn back; their plan was in motion and the momentum carried Jimmy and Dan closer and closer. They walked up the hill toward the shop. At the top of the street, Dan wheeled away into the local library, phone in hand, whispering urgently to his friend and keeping up his spirits. Thus fortified, Jimmy kept on walking and all too soon found himself standing right outside the shop. He peered in. As predicted, the shop was completely empty. and the street empty too, the shop not being on the parade route. Swallowing hard, he stepped up and pushed forward on the door causing the bells above to jingle loudly.



Having watched several ‘psycho’ films, Jimmy copied the common stance, head down, hands together, fiddling his thumbs and shuffling his feet. He was greeted by a smiling Melanie. Her pale yellow blouse strained around her pouting breasts, and her floral skirt swayed as she bounced toward him.



“Welcome to my store, how can I help you?” her voice sang out. “I have gifts here for girlfriends, mothers, and sisters. Fashionable, eco-friendly, and reasonable prices, what more can you want?” She trilled out her well-practiced litany.



Jimmy slouched inside. He lifted his head to meet her gaze her warm brown eyes met with his squinted ones, glancing shiftily around. Acting the part, he wandered listlessly through the large space filled with racks of clothes. Knicknacks and other chick pleasing stuff rested on shelves and inside glass counters. He saw that the changing rooms were at the back, not for the first time Jimmy’s voice failed him. Melanie’s stare became more quizzical, she experienced a customer like him before.



“Sir, are you sure there is nothing I can do for you? I don’t want to pressure you, if you need me just give a shout.” With that she left Jimmy alone in the front of the shop. Jimmy badly needed this to help himself regain his composure for the coming con.



Several minutes later and Melanie came out of the backroom with the intent to remove Jimmy from her shop, his presence was making her uneasy. Her movement however was stopped short with the shrill noise of the shop phone. Jimmy knew that at this moment he could walk away quickly and quietly without causing a disturbance but his feet were stuck to the floor.



“Hello this is Melanie of…’



“Yes, I know who you are, listen this is urgent. My name is Dr. Korney of Bells Asylum we had a major breakout of patients today and I’m calling to let you know. Wait let me finish, many of them are harmless however I am faxing you over pictures and names of the most dangerous one. If you have any information on any of them it would be appreciated. My number is on the fax.”



The line went silent as the fax machine started whirring letting her know that the phone call was indeed genuine. She ripped the printed sheet turning it over to be greeted by Jimmy’s face starting blankly at her. If she wasn’t so scared she would have fainted. Searching for the number she picked up the phone, dialling frantically wanting this ordeal over.



“He’s in my shop… oh God, he’s in my shop. What do I do?”



“Calm down, is this Melanie?”



“Yes, he came in about ten minutes ago and hasn’t spoken. No he hasn’t left yet. What should I do?”



“Right, take a deep breath. I have informed the police they should be there shortly. It is critical that you don’t let him leave the shop. He is a danger to the public.”



“But he’s not a danger to me, is he? I haven’t done anything to him, can’t I just leave him in the shop and I leave?”



“He is not a danger to anyone as long as they don’t refuse him, he can turn violent if someone says no to him. It’s deep-rooted from childhood. Listen, I’ve just been told it will take up to half an hour for the police to get there, they need to get through the parade to you. So keep him in that shop otherwise you will have let loose a manic on society. The city is counting on you, can you be trusted?”



“I will make sure that he stays in this shop, you can count on me.” Her voice became stronger with each word. Dan struggled to control his laughter as he practically signed her body away to Jimmy. He heard her put down the phone.



Melanie took a deep breath and made her way over to Jimmy.



Whilst she was on the phone Jimmy had been pacing the shop wondering where best to put the camera, he finally decided upon the best place. A shelf that overlooked the largest dressing room was just the ticket. If there was going to be fucking, the large bench in the dressing room would make a suitable place. He placed the video camera and set it on motion sensor. Just as he’d finished making sure all was in place and the view captured everything in the room, he turned around and spotted Melanie emerging anxiously out of the rear office.



Meeting her gaze, the nervousness in her wide eyes was plain to see as she walked toward him. She walked slowly, her mind in overdrive trying to work out how to keep him in the store for thirty minutes. Upon reaching him she found she still had no solution. She would have to trust her instincts.



“Do you see anything you like?” The usual singsong voice had faint signs of tremor betraying her confident demeanour. As her confidence ebbed from her body, it seemed to be soaked up by Jimmy, whose stance became more upright and aggressive.



“I like you.” Had he just said that? He could scarcely believe it. What was more, maniacal laughter followed. He couldn’t have hidden the mirth, even if he tried! His head fell back and he let his laughter boom out, echoing around the store.



The effect of the laughter on Melanie as she stared, was instantaneous. Her body froze. She felt petrified inside and lost most of her powers of reason. Her hands began to visibly shake, her eyes darted toward the door measuring the distance. Should she flee? Her legs were rooted to the floor.



The plan required that she’d willing submit; he did not want to force himself physically onto her. Jimmy continued his act, seeming blissfully unaware of her plight. In reality, he watched the biggest part of the whole scheme unfold. Well, maybe truth was better than fiction, he thought. Suddenly he stopped cackling.



“If you want me to go, I will. I don’t mind, with looks like mine I can get any woman I want.” Given the all-too-obvious joke, he still succeeded in maintaining his character. He glared at her, trying to arrange his features into a sort of crazed yet serious, cock-sure expression. As he struggled with his demeanour, he found it difficult to tell which way the few turning cogs in her brain were turning: if negative, of course all was lost. But if her response was a positive reply he would be getting the ride of his life! He waited and glared, fish-eyed, at her. Jimmy found himself wishing he had Dan’s eyes, capable of effortless fish-eyed goggling.



Meanwhile Melanie stood stock still; her strong sense of civic pride battled with her pride. She loved helping out the community, wanting to help less fortunate people than herself. The cogs turned, the balance tipped…. Her mind was made up, the hero inside herself tipped the scales in the end.



“Um… well… that is …” She unconsciously wrung her clasped hands. The hero inside herself sounded a bit un-hero-like, to her. No help at all. Kind of wimpy and hesitant. Why oh why had I not taken those lessons in karate, or self-defence back in college? Her mind whispered. She stopped thinking entirely, and turned to autopilot. “I think that you should possibly stay here, I mean there are loads of items here you haven’t seen. And I do think your staying here would be best for both of us. Yes. Er… Yes!”



And, you know, you do have a certain, something about you, a je ne sais quoi shall we say… Something about you tickles me.” Her confidence started to grow with every passing word. She pasted what she hoped looked to be a winning smile on her face. This was more like it; the courage to be … a hero for her community.



Briskly, she stepped around Jimmy toward the door. He turned and watched her fasten the bolts. Click. Ker-chunk. Done.



She turned to face him once more, hands slowly rising to her blouse, undoing one then two buttons. Soon her blouse was undone, her white bra peeking out to meet Jimmy’s lustful gaze. His breath caught; he gulped … or was that some sort of burp, giddily watching her shrug off the blouse and reach down to undo the knot that held her skirt together. She stood there just in her bra and panties.



Jimmy hadn’t blinked since she’d started to disrobe. His fears about getting his little man rigid were unfounded as it sprung to full attention. He’d at least remembered to brush and gargle, he’d taken extra care washing his dick that morning. He felt sexier.



Melanie was now in her comfort zone. Back at University, she had seduced more men than she could remember, and now she was back there again. She remembered the come hither moves, sway hypnotically as she moved toward him. Her perfume intoxicated his senses, as she came close until all that was in his view was her lovely gorgeous face framed with all of that golden hair….



He held his breath.



Awkwardly, she manoeuvred around his potbelly; after bumping into it, he grunted but just kept staring in wonder, fixated on her sexy loveliness. She stepped a little to the side and leaned forward, craning her neck till her soft, spongy lips pressed against his.



Using all of her powers from her seduction games, she held the kiss, and then he felt her mouth open slightly to take in his bottom lip, biting it gently before releasing him.



She moved back into to kiss him full-on. They kissed for several minutes, their tongues and lips fighting each other for supremacy within each others’ mouth. Jimmy pulled away from her, he had never experienced a woman’s lips before!



But he knew that if he wanted more this was his perfect opportunity. To back up his point his right hand moved to her bra-covered tit, fondling it, feeling the large weighty orb in his hand.



The disgust in her eyes was evident as the Jimmy moved from one breast to the other, his hands enjoying the feel of her silky bra to his hand. “You know what I think? I think that we should move this up a level, I can tell you’re gushing for it. Or I can still leave … but god help the next woman I meet, and the one after that, and even after that. I’ve got a load of lovin’ in these balls waiting for release and you’re gonna miss out.”



He released his hands, snarling to embellish his repudiation of her disgust; and made for the door.



“Oh no you don’t big boy, I want everything you’ve got. I’m gonna make you as exhausted as … as Lady Gaga’s jockstrap!” And there it was, the steely determination in her eyes once more.



The final hurdle between Jimmy and his virginity was finally cleared. He pulled her to him, sucked in his gut and gyrated his hips, pressing his groin against hers. His boner jutted out, straining painfully.



“Ohhh yeahhh….” He kissed her deeply his tongue darting out into her mouth as he groaned in lust.



She moved slightly away, freeing his contact with her groin yet keeping their lips intact.



In his sudden spurt of lustful energy he reached for her bra and tried inexpertly to pull it apart. He couldn’t get the clasp to budge! He pulled on her bra, practically oinking and snorting in frustration. He twisted the resisting cloth and pulled at her bra painfully in his brutish attempts. Finally, with a squeal from his latest fruitless try, her hands jumped to replace his and she undid her clasp for him.



Unleashed from their confines her breasts stood proudly on top of her chest, her little nipples capped each great orb. His hand moved to her now bare boob, the flesh overflowed around his outstretched hand. He raised his other hand to join cupping the tit, feeling the warmth pass to his own hand. Opening his mouth he took in her nipple, sucking hard on it feeling the nub swell under his assault, his other hand continued to knead her other breast.



When his mouth dropped to her nipple, his tongue darting out to swirl around her areola, he felt his blood rush to his cock, and began to go with his instincts.



Melanie started to feel lightheaded, she looked out onto the street as the thought of someone walking by made her blush. Jimmy, completely lost in her boobs and skin and tongue and his own throbbing meat, could care less how he looked to the outside world. His main priority was keeping himself from exploding in his pants.



She pushed his groping hands and outstretched tongue away and, taking his hand, in she lead him straight to the largest dressing room.



Once he’d stepped inside, she pushed him down onto the bench and kneeled in front of him. Her hands dropped to his crotch. Popping open his flies she took the top of his jeans and leaned down to pulled them off. As usual he was going commando; his cock popped out hitting her in her face.



Melanie had never liked giving head but the hero inside her told her she had no choice in the matter now, so begrudgingly she opened her mouth. Her lips moved to suck his cock, gently, her tongue laving the top of his mushroom head as she slowly guided him into her warm cavern. Before she could take further control, Jimmy thrust his whole shaft deep into her; and she gagged and spluttered in surprise and protest.

The second chapter of the exploits of our dear wandering warrior takes him towards the Kingdom of Ereschel, but getting inside the walls of the Elven Country proves to be far more difficult than he imagined and he must re-think his process…and gets help from an unexpected place. Please go to my profile to view the characters involved in the story! Enjoy Chapter Two!



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Alex brought Thor from the fast gallop he had been riding him at to a slow trot once the forest thickened, meaning that he was most likely entering the land of the Wood Elves. Ereschel was a kingdom that required the utmost focus, for showing any type of hostility as another race would almost certainly be met with mystery arrows flying at you. The only thing going for him was the fact that he was alone. The stories that were spread throughout Ki-Rynn about this area were that you were safe if you were alone. It meant that you were usually just a lost traveler. While Ereschel was shut off to all races, it did not mean that the people were hostile.



While Wood Elves and Humans got along in diplomatic affairs and could even be seen living amongst each other, this was not the case in Ereschel. No one truly knew the reason why Ereschel banned practically everyone that was not a Wood Elf, but the rumors had been passed around, from as little as a personal grudge between royal families all the way up to Dark Elves, Humans, and Drow, breaking in and stealing valuable treasures. For whatever the reason, Ereschel was impossible to get into without a damned good reason.



Still, even the confident Alexander was a little nervous about what he was doing. He was traveling there on a random whim, simply because he had been handed a trinket. It could have been an elaborate prank being played on him, but his gut told him that this was legitimate. He was a bit paranoid that he was being watched as he neared the kingdom walls that had just come into visual range, but still a little ways off. Glances into the thick trees would show quick movements. Alex calmed himself and maintained his slow pace, even though it would take just a little longer to get to his destination.



After another hour or so, Alex had come within view of the guards that stood outside of the great gates of Ereschel. Almost immediately, the guards in the two towers on either side raised their bows that were armed with deadly arrows, but relaxed when they saw it was a single traveler. There were four guards on foot in front of the gate, with one being the most armored, which meant a higher ranking soldier.



“Car! Car!” Alex heard the words and, having learned basic Elven, knew that he was telling him to halt. Alex stopped and nodded to the guard, who eyed the human briefly.



“Pai o mael aelael os common?” Only the last word stuck out to Alex, and he had to assume that the elf was asking him if he preferred elven or common as the language.



“I only speak common.” The human spoke freely.



The guard nodded and lowered his weapon. “Understood. What brings you to Ereschel, traveler?”



Alex reached into his pocket slowly, knowing he was under watchful eyes, and pulled out the trinket that had been given to him. The guard looked at the trinket and scoffed at it.



“Where did you steal this from, human?”



Alex’s eyes narrowed at the elven soldier, who obviously had a problem with humans. It didn’t surprise him, though, considering that Ereschel attempted to shut out everyone possible.



“I did not steal it. It was given to me by two elves from Ereschel in a town to the west of here.”



The guard refused to believe him and waved him off, tossing the trinket back to him.



“I believe you are lying, human. It would be best if you bypassed our Kingdom altogether before harm comes to you. Move along!”



Alex glanced up at the towers. Two elves had now drawn their bows once again while the two on the ground on either side of the gate were taking more of a defensive position. Alex just laughed at the overly protective elven males.



“And you of Ereschel wonder why other races want nothing to do with you…always looking for a fight.”



While Alex wanted to accommodate them with the fight they sought, it would do little good to him. He would probably take down the main guard before the towers gunned him down with arrows. After all, elves rarely, if ever, missed. Glancing on either side of the gates he noticed that the main path that had lead up to Ereschel split off and wrapped around the city.



“Very well, I will move on.”



The guard nodded and moved back to the gate as Alex rode Thor at a brisk gallop north along the wall, eyeing it up and down for any kind of weaknesses or, perhaps, other routes to get in. It was to little avail, though, as he simply could not find any differences in the wall as he rode towards the corner. The main wall itself was incredibly large. He had to guess that the entire wall itself, not just the section he rode alongside of, was at least a quarter of a mile. It was rare to see such a thing nowadays, even with most castles being protected.



The path that Alex rode along continued north even past the wall of Ereschel, but it went into the heaviest part of the forest. It became very difficult to ride Thor at anything faster than a trot and, with daylight starting to fade out, he figured it would be best to dismount and start to search for shelter. With both sides of the path incredibly thick with vegetation and trees, he was finding that he may very well have to settle for a spot along the path itself. Just as he was beginning to think that it was a good time to stop, he came across a small outpost with a few lanterns lit around it. It was bigger than a small house, but he figured it was better than nothing. The shelter itself did not look like a regular home that someone lived in. It didn’t look to be much more than an outpost, perhaps a place for people to use freely as there were many of those throughout Ki-Rynn, at least in the friendlier areas. Convinced that this was his best option, he tied off Thor to the nearest tree he could find and walked up to the shelter, knocking on the solid oak door a few times. He looked around as he waited just a few moments to make sure no one was actually there.



He was greeted by a door flying open….and a sword directly to his neck. With no time to react, Alex had fallen back onto the grass in front of the shelter, his hand going for his sword but not having a chance as a strong leg pinned his arm down. He would look up into the red eyes of a soldier….a Drow.



“Vel’uss ph’ dos?”



Alex’s look of fear was gone in a matter of moments as he realized that the voice was female. In the dim light, it was tough to see just what this person looked like. All he could see were those glowing red eyes and a faint few features. He had studied their language, however, long ago. Who are you? That’s what she was asking.



“Fridj natha traveler. Usstan hass’l dos nau jivviim!” (Just a traveler. I mean you no harm!)



Those red eyes narrowed and, if Alex had more light to see, had caused this soldier to form a very curious look on her face. She, too, was well educated in the opposite language and knew common, but usually did not speak it as her kind did not appreciate it as a universal language.



“Dos ph’ s’gos ulu travel nindol revis a isto.” (You are brave to travel this road at night.)



Alex’s eyes were starting to adjust to the night and could see her better. While he had come across several Drow in his travels and even fought with a couple of them as comrades, he tended to avoid them. This one, though….she seemed different, and not to mention she was actually attractive…at least with what he could see.



“Usstan doerrus dal Ereschel. Usstan zhahus lorith whol shelter whol l’ isto. Xun dos telanth rivvin?” (I came from Ereschel. I was looking for shelter for the night. Do you speak common?)



The Drow was genuinely impressed with his knowledge of her race’s language and raised her knee off of his arm, standing up and nodding.



“Yes, I do. Arise…and do not make a sudden movement.”



The sword that was pointed at him was large, bulky, but could easily cut him in half if necessary. He was thankful for his time that he spent with the Drow. If he hadn’t, he would surely be dead right now.



“Thank you. My name is Alexander Drake. I am a traveler, as I said, and I am simply looking for shelter for the night. I had no idea that I was this close to Drow territory…”



The Drow female was now acting a little differently. She had never seen a human at all, let alone a human male. She pulled the sword away from him and holstered it on her back.



“If you know my language that well, then you should know that we Drow do not live above ground, except for a select number. This is an outpost set up by my people….and I am Riniel Roloval. Are you…human?”



The question caught him off guard. Most Drow knew quite well what a human looked like, simply because they hated humans. Why was this one acting so differently?



“Yes, I am human. I am aware of your people and their choice of living environment. I once worked alongside a couple of your people. Good men.”



Riniel eyed the red-haired male up and down and found herself strangely drawn to him. She was a bit of an oddity with her people. She hated Drow males. She felt that they were very ugly, bony, and simply not attractive. Other races intrigued her, so long as they were not elven.



“I see. If you assure me that you do not come to this area with ill intentions, I will allow you to step inside of my outpost.”



“I am in debt to you, Riniel.”



As the two moved towards the outpost, Alex realized that this woman may very well be the most attractive Drow he had ever seen. While most Drow women were tall, slender, and had very few appealing features to males of other races, Riniel was quite different. Her skin was still purple, though more vibrant than usual. She had very feminine features to her face, which was very lovely on its own. However, the traveler could not help but admire this female’s incredible bust. She sported one of the largest pairs of breasts he had ever seen, quite honestly, and her choice of armor did very little to hide them as all they did was wrap underneath them and cover up enough to cover her nipples. The bottom half was much of the same deal, with a leather thong being held by two strong straps around her very slender waist. Her thighs were fully exposed, except for two more leather straps, one of which sported a very large hunting blade. Besides the gloves and large shoulder pieces that she wore, the rest of her body was exposed, and it was a beautiful sight to him.



The Drow soldier welcomed him into the shelter as she, too, was checking him out from time to time. She had been taught all of her life to hate the humans, but having never come across one; she never had the chance to truly develop that hatred. To her surprise, she found the human male very attractive. Closing and barricading the door behind him, she led him through a relatively empty building, which made sense when they got to the back of the outpost, finding a staircase that actually went into the ground. He had to remind himself that Drow lived below ground, and even with the shelter, this was nothing new. To his own surprise, he found that her accommodations were quite nice. The underground home was spacious, along with a very large, luxurious bed at the very back.



“Orn’la dos kyon whol…I apologize…would you care for a drink, Alexander?”



He smirked, knowing that it was probably hard for her to switch to common, even if she was fluent in it.



“I would like one very much, yes.”



His eyes trailed up and down her body as he took a seat, admiring the features that she had. She was definitely strong, for she even had somewhat of a six-pack formed on her flat stomach.



“So, tell me Alexander: You mentioned that you were coming from Ereschel, yet you are not a wood elf. If you had mentioned to that to just about any other soldier of my kind, you would have been hauled underground in shackles and not cordially like I have. Why is this?”



Alex, knowing that Drow had their own Gods and Goddesses that they followed, would probably understand the story, but he kept it limited.



“I have been charged with a quest by a Goddess. Part of the quest requires me to get into Ereschel.”



Riniel looked back at the human, actually catching him looking at her body. She did not mind it. After spending six months alone at her outpost, the company was nice, and it was far better to have an attractive male eyeing her up and down.



“A Goddess’ quest, you say? Tell me, which Goddess of yours came down to give this to you? I am a little familiar with your people and their beliefs.”



Alexander waited for her to come over with a glass of mysterious liquid in it, figuring it was a Drow concoction. He sipped the glass and found the taste to be quite enjoyable, laying back against the backrest of the cushy chair that he sat in.



“Celeste, the Goddess of Lust and Beauty in the world is who visited me. She gave me a list of ten women….”



Riniel stopped him, already curious as to what he was explaining.



“The Goddess of Lust and Beauty? Alexander, what would she want you to do?”



“…she wants me to bed each one and leave her mark on them.”



He held up his right palm, showing that his hand had a faint image of Celeste’s mark. Riniel had actually seen the mark before and nodded.



“I know of that mark. I have seen it when I am on my late night patrol, though I have never actually met a worshipper. You are actually the first human I have ever come in contact with.”



Now it made sense. Drow were never this friendly. Even if he had proven to be educated and knew of their language, a normal soldier would have still taken him into custody, as she made a mention of earlier. It was plain, dumb luck that she was the soldier standing guard.



“I see. I pray that you have not let the stories of hatred between our kinds pervert your own thoughts?”



Riniel gave a very slight smile and shook her head as she sipped on her own glass.



“On the contrary. I know of the stories quite well, but I have never been involved in one. You see, I am quite young for my race. I must say, Alexander, if all humans were as attractive as you were, I would have to tell my people to stop fighting and create a treaty just to mate with your kind.”



Alex gave a hearty laugh. That was as good of a compliment as he had ever received from a Drow. The agreement he had between his old Drow comrades and himself was a shaky one at best. However, if he didn’t know any better, this busty female Drow had just made a pass at him. On top of that, he was starting to have a warm feeling come over him. It was certainly not the small fire that burned in the room that they were in.



“I am quite flattered by your words, Riniel. If I may say much of the same thing in return, you are very beautiful and attractive yourself.”



Riniel grinned and finished her drink just as Alex did the same. The grin was one of seduction as she slowly stood up from her chair and walked across. Alex was feeling a little strange, though in a good way as he watched her walk across to him.



“I am glad you said that before the drink kicked in. You see, that drink that you and I both consumed is called Ssinssrigg Lu’vith…”



“…Lust and sex.”



He finished her sentence before she could, which made her grin even further. The Drow female had not had sex in close to a year, and she was going to take zero chance of that continuing with such a handsome male in her private quarters.



“You say you need to get into Ereschel? I can help with that….but I wanted to make sure I got something out of it as well.”



Riniel had now straddled his lap, getting comfortable as her legs were on either side of his, looking down at the red-haired male while her hands slowly ran up his body, feeling his toned chest. One hand eventually slipped down his body and grabbed his growing cock through the black material of his trousers. She liked what she felt, finding quite a large bulge, and it seemed to still be growing.



“Tell me….have you ever wanted to enjoy the company of a Drow?”



Alex’s head was starting to spin as the drink took its effect. He wondered if he was going to pass out before anything even started, but right before he answered, he found his head completely clear….and he was very, very horny.



“Not until I came across you, Riniel…do you want me to fuck you?”



Fuck…or Vith, as it was known in her language. It was such a crude word, though she knew of it in his language. She knew its meaning and, for the first time, actually understood it and wanted it done.



“Yes…usstan ssinssrin dos ulu vith uns’aa ‘zil dubo ‘zil dos shlu’ta, Alexander.” (I want you to fuck me as hard as you can.)



With his newfound clarity, his hands reached up and undid the clasps that held the small breastguards that she wore, letting her large mounds into full view. The Drow moaned softly as she felt the man’s strong hands cup her breasts and squeeze them, eventually watching him lean forward and suck on them. Her nipples were a darker shade of purple, with large areolas and sensitive nipples. His tongue teased and licked at them as she moaned out in pleasure. One of her hands was wrapped around his neck while the other was fishing out his cock, finally undoing his trousers and opening them up enough to pull it out. She let her hand very slowly go from the base to the tip, her eyes widening at how long it was.



“ol orn’la kluth dos zhahen velkresa folbol ves izznarg dal uns’aa.” (It would seem you were hiding something very large from me.)



It was a bit strange to have her speaking so seductively to him in her own language, but it turned him on even further. Indeed, he was hiding a long, thick cock in his pants from her.



“Izznarg lu’ ves halt, ussta ssin’urn Ilythiiri” (Large and very thick, my sexy Drow.)



His teeth lightly clenched one of her nipples, causing a shudder to go throughout her body as she moaned out. She pulled him away from her breasts and kissed him deeply on his lips, her tongue sliding into her mouth as the concoction she poured for both of them was now coursing throughout their bodies fully. He was rock hard, throbbing against her body and she was very hot and wet. The mere thought of how taboo this was for her to be seducing a human only drove her further into a lust-filled craze.



She would slide very slowly down his body, dismounting from his lap until she was on her knees in front of him, spreading his legs apart so she could slip in between them. Quickly, she yanked his trousers off of his body while he pulled off the rest, revealing his toned body to her. She found him far more attractive than any Drow male she had come into contact with, and she was going to make the most of the moment. She leaned forward between his legs and engulfed his long cock, bobbing her head up and down on the thick member almost immediately. Going slow was not fun to her. She wanted it fast, hard, and rough, and it seemed that the Human didn’t mind that at all.



“Ohhhhhh….Riniel….shlu’ta dos satiir lu’oh dubo Usstan tlun whol dos?” (Can you feel how hard I am for you?)



She would nod to him briefly with his cock still in her mouth before resuming her torrid pace, jerking his cock roughly as she sucked on it, bobbing up and down while her grayish-silver hair bounced around. His hands grabbed the back of her head, pumping her head downwards harder as she groaned on his cock, gagging on it a bit but not stopping her wet, sloppy blowjob. Her free hand would trade off between playing with her own breasts and fingering herself, eventually unclasping the thong piece that she wore to have easier access. The busty Drow was in pure heaven sucking on his cock, finding it to be everything she wanted and then some. She would pop his cock out of her mouth, licking at the head of it teasingly as she looked up at him with those deep red eyes.

Chapter 1



Karen called me to her office at the end of the day. She said she need to meet with me about a very important matter that couldn’t be discussed during the day. As she had duties after school, she said to meet in her office at 4:30, after everyone had gone home.



I was apprehensive, not knowing what the meeting was about — AP History? Was it Professional Development? And why couldn’t we talk about it during my planning or during the school day?



So, I entered knocked on the door to the AP office (it was locked as everyone had gone home. The lights were even out. Karen came to the door and let me it, and I followed her into her office.



Damn, was she dressed to kill? Although she always dressed in such a fashion, today was hotter and sexier than most. Black hose on top of 6 inch stilettos, tight red “pencil skirt” and a red flower top that was so tight around her big tits that I thought the buttons would explode!



I enjoyed the short walk to her office where she asked me to close the door. She stood with her hands on her hips, breasts thrust forward.



“Thank you Mr. Garret for staying after and coming by. We have a serious matter to discuss.”



She sat down and crossed her legs, the skirt opened a bit and I caught a glimpse of her crotch. I saw that she was wearing pantyhose for sure, and although I couldn’t tell for sure, no panties. My cock began to swell.



She began typing on her computer then turned the screen so that I could see.



I sucked in my breath, for there on the screen was me, hands behind my head, my huge hard cock there for the sucking as I eyed the camera. The caption said “My cock just for you — message me!” And below was my email — gunnsinhosen@yahoo.com



“Care to explain this Mr. Garret?”



I was, of course, speechless. I stammered, “I don’t know what to say, Mrs. Hennig! I am speechless!”



“Well, Mr. Garret, I too was speechless when I came across this photograph.”



“Mrs. Hennig, this is my private life, and it is not connected to anything relating to school! I don’t understand how this can be a problem?”



“Well, Thomas,” (She switched to my first name) “I agree with you, but I was able to find this on the internet. And if I could, then anyone could!”



“What about this one?” She clicked and another pic was revealed



This time I was wearing pantyhose (but this was a cock only pic).



“Again, what can I say? Private life and, well, I love pantyhose! If you found these then you read my profile.”



“I know, and I am very curious.”



Click.



“And?”



“Sorry, Karen, I’m just a show off I guess.”



“I can see that!” Then she uncrossed her legs, and they remained open. “I am a bit of a show off too, Thomas.”



Click.



“I have to say, Thomas, that this one is quite impressive!”



“I’m glad you like it, Karen.” I began to swell in my dress pants. Karen’s hand went to her very large breast.



Click.



“That looks like quite a load, Thomas. I imagine the hose makes you feel that good?



“Yes, Karen, very much so. I really like to wear pantyhose.”



“So do I, and I had always wondered what it would be like if a man did too. Then I searched the internet and found the pantyhosexperience website. I looked in Kentucky, and found you.”



Click.



“I liked this one a lot too, I kinda like cum, Thomas.”



“That was my 3rd cum that hour. I cum a lot Karen.”



“Mmmmmmm.”



Click.



“You are very big, Thomas. VERY big. I like that. I’m a ‘size queen’.”



Well, Karen, you’ve seen me, and, as you have noticed, I am hard. Would you like to see the real thing?”



By now she had her legs spread WIDE, and her hand was working her hard nipple and alternating to her soaking wet pantyhosed pussy.



“Please, I want you to stand between my legs, pull your massive cock out and jack it off for me. Cum on my face and tits, then we can go to the next step. Sound okay?”



I stood up and pulled my pants down. Then I slowly pulled my underwear off until my cock popped out.



“Mmmmmm, it’s so fucking big Thomas!”



I stepped forward and stood between her legs where I began to stroke my cock. The head was only inches from her face. She didn’t take her eyes off my cock as her hands worked her nipples and pussy. I heard a tear and saw that she had torn a hole in the gusset and had inserted her fingers into her wet pussy. Karen had undone a button on her blouse and pushed her black sheer bra down to expose a nipple, swollen and the size of a large eraser, where she began tugging and twisting. As her massive tits pressed against the thin fabric of her silk top, I could see she was wearing what I had always fantasized about, a sheer black silk bra.



“Damn, Karen, I’ve always fantasized about this. You are just so fucking sexy and so fucking horny. I love those huge tits!”



“Oh yes, Thomas, keep it up — talk dirty to me and jack that big cock!”



“Oh baby, I love stroking my huge cock for you! I love it when you watch! I want to jack my cock for you all the time, any time you want me too, standing over you, my cock close to your mouth, oozing precum, then unloading my cum all over your face and big fucking tits! You like that Karen? You like watching me jack my cock for you?”



By now she was furiously pinching her nipples through her thin blouse, and she now had four fingers fucking her sloppy wet pussy. As for myself, I was squeezing my ass with one hand and jacking my cock with the other! I was ready to cum, and I knew Karen was too.



“Oh Thomas, cum for me, cum on my face! Cover me with lots of hot cum! “



I did as she asked! “I’m cumming Karen! Uuuuuggggghhhhh!” Stream after stream of thick white cum blasted from the end of my cock, right into Karen’s moaning mouth, on her cheeks, onto her cleavage, covering her with so much cum! It looked like someone had poured a gallon of white gravy all over her!



“Oh fuck!” Karen screamed and had a shaking orgasm, her pussy squirting juice all over my legs as she too exploded. She came like a man from her wet sloppy pussy!



As she was cumming, I leaned forward and began to rub my huge cock all over her face, smearing my cum, and Karen responded by licking my cock and sucking the big head into her cum filled mouth. My erection did not subside, and I even got harder with her silky tongue on my cock and her hot mouth and lips wrapped around my cock.



I pulled out for a second, leaned down and began to lick my salty-sweet cum off her face, then kissed her, out tongues intertwining.



When we broke out kiss, Karen commented, “Oh fuck Thomas, I’ve never had so much cum from such a big cock before, and I’ve never had a man willing to lick his own cum! This is so fucking erotic and makes me so fucking horny! Now I want you to fuck all my holes! Fill me up with your cock!”



“Karen, you are the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen! I love your pantyhose and have always fantasized about fucking a woman wearing pantyhose! Maybe we can go to a hotel later and I can bring my lingerie and wear some for you, and then you can take my ass with a strap-on! Would you like that Karen?”



She would. She replied by a loud moan and her mouth engulfing a large part of my massive hard thick cock. She grabbed my ass, spread them apart and inserted a long finger deep into my asshole and pulled me forward, forcing more and more of my cock down her throat. Although she tried, she was only able to get about half of my 13+ inches down her throat. She gagged a bit, but pulled my cock out, got her breath, licked the slimy pre-cum and cum, then went down again. Her finger in my ass was amazing, and the feeling of her silky throat around my girth was equally amazing. Karen continued to suck my cock, always trying to take more and more down her throat. Although she never was able to take the full length of my huge cock, she did try!



“Karen, I want to fuck you now! I want your hot sloppy pussy wrapped around my cock!”



“Oh yes Thomas! I am so ready for your huge cock! Ready to be filled with the biggest cock I’ve ever seen or had! Fuck me and fuck me good!”



She stood, and removed her blouse. Her black silk see-through bra was amazing! Her huge tits made me throb as I continually stroked my length.



Karen stood up and went to her desk. There she pulled her red skirt off, then spread her legs, reached around and pulled her ass cheeks apart. “Fuck me Thomas. Put that massive cock in your pussy! Fill me up and fuck me crazy!”



I stepped in behind her, and placed the head of my cock at the pussy. Her pussy was absolutely soaking, to the point of dripping cunt juice. I rubbed the head around on her lips and her clip, she was moaning and begging to put my cock in her.



“Not yet Karen, not yet!” I continued to rub my cock on her pussy and against her pussy, fucking the outside of her but not entering her wet hole.



“Pleas Thomas! Fuck me, put that massive cock in! Fuck me! Fuck me! Make me cum on your cock!”



So I did. I kept pressure on her clit with the head of my cock and rubbed her until she came with a cock soaking orgasm. My dick was soaked with her juices when she squirted! At that moment, when her orgasm began, I put the head of my cock in. I had planned on slowly entering her, but Karen wanted none of that. She slammed her ass back, her pussy totally engulfing my length. She slowly ease forward, removing my cock until the head only remained, and then SLAM! Back again, taking all of my 13 inches. Karen was truly a size queen and although she was tighter than anything I had ever fucked, I know she was no stranger to big fucking cocks.



We began a steady fucking, in and out of her pussy I fucked while squeezing the pantyhose ass cheeks of her sexy round ass. Damn this woman could fuck! She was good, and she told me I was good.



“Oh Fuck yes Thomas, that is amazing! Damn I love your huge cock! Fuck me good stud!”



I fucked her good — ramming her hard and then slowly stroking her, varying her motions. She was so wet — I used some of that juice to finger her asshole. She moaned more and shivered and shook in her third powerful orgasm. My cock was once again flooded with pussy juice!



“Oh my god Thomas! I fucking love it! Fuck my ass now you huge cocked stud! Rip me apart with your huge cock!



I pulled out of her with a popping sound. Juices soaked my cock and flowed out of her pussy, pooling on the floor. Damn this woman was a wet one!



I placed the head of my cock at the entrance to her asshole. I didn’t budge, I let her control the entry of such a big cock in her ass. She slowly pushed back, a grimace on her sexy face, until my head popped into her asshole, passing the ring. She stopped, getting used to my size.



“Oh god that feels good! Now, let me get that big fucker all the way in!”



Karen pushed back slowly, ever so gently, until she had all 13 inches of cock in her ass. We stayed that way for a few moments, until she was ready. Then Karen began to extract my length from her asshole, again, just as she had with her sopping pussy, leaving the head in. Then she pushed back and took me in again, a bit faster this time, again all the way. I had never had a woman take my entire cock in her ass, most women only take the head then quit! Karen was a special woman!



After about five minutes of slow and steady fucking Karen picked up the pace ad told me, “Now fuck me! Fuck my ass like you fucked my pussy! If feels so damn good! I love your massive cock! Fuck me Thomas, fuck me good baby!!



Again, I complied, fucking Karen in her tight pantyhosed asshole; I wouldn’t be able to last too much longer!



“Oh yes Karen, your ass is so fucking good! I’m gonna cum! Where do you want my load!”



“Cum IN my ass! I want to feel your cock throbbing and shooting your cum in me, in my ass!”



I lasted for about another minute when I exploded! Shot after shot of cum filled her asshole as I kept my cock thrust deep in her ass. Karen began cumming too, her pussy spurting shot after shot of juice to the floor and on my leg.



After our orgasme subsided, we both sat and caught our breath.



“That was amazing Mrs. Hennig. Simply amazing!”



“I agree Mr. Garret that was the best fuck I have ever had. But I will not let it be the last. From now on, you will report to my office of Friday evenings at 6 pm. You will bring with you your favorite lingerie on those days. You will dress for me, stroke for me, and fuck me in every way! Are you okay with that?



“It’s 5 pm Mrs. Hennig. I live just a few blocks from her. See you at 6?”



She smiled, leaned across the desk and kissed me. “Hurry back stud! I’ll be ready too — I have to run home and get a few things and shower up for round 2!”



To be continued . . . MAYBE!

Following her escapade within the mystery realm of monsters, Jennifer had felt her libido increase tenfold. Now, wandering the halls of her Catholic high school, she felt even more of an outsider, knowing that the boys she passed couldn’t possibly compare to the dozens of cocks at her ready disposal as the appointed monster fucker for her generation. The boys in her classes noticed her dressing a little more seductively, too, just increasing their fear of approaching such a sexy 18 year old. Her plaid skirt hiked up to an unimaginably short length, and it seems she had bought herself a new white button up shirt, only this one was far too tight for her, leaving the buttons on the edge of bursting by the weight of her f-cup tits. Also, more than a few of her male classmates claimed to have spotted her wearing thongs and g-strings when the skirt blew in the wind, which was, of course, true.



The girls in the class began to notice too, and soon whispers calling her a ‘slut’ and ‘whore’ passed through the hallways. Naturally, she didn’t mind; considering the way she had whored herself out to such foul beasts, the rumours were remarkably true, although they had no way of knowing. However, Jennifer still had her one best, a petite girl by the name of Suzie.



Suzie and Jennifer had been friends since they were in elementary school, taking the same classes throughout high school in order to continue being as close as they were. Although they were so such close friends, Suzie had become curious towards Jennifer’s change in personality. She had always known Jenny, as she called her, had wanted to begin experimenting with sex, but this was too far, she thought. Dressing so provocatively would only get her in trouble.



Sometimes, the way Jennifer talked about wanting to have sex made Suzie a little jealous, although she would never admit it to herself, as any admittance of such feeling might conflict with her strictly platonic friendship. Not that Suzie was a lesbian – she was attracted to men, but she had always admired her close friend, and secretly looked upon her incredible body with lustful eyes.



One day, following the last period of class, Jennifer said her good-byes to Suzie for the afternoon and began walking home. As she walked between the autumn leaves drifting over the sidewalk, she thought she heard a male voice say ‘Hey!’ She paused for a moment, looked around, and upon finding no person to match the voice, she continued on her way. Then again, a male voice sounded,



“You act so surprised to hear me!” it said, “but when you get home, I’m going to have a little treat for you.” Jennifer realized the voice must somehow belong to Teddy Bear, and grinned subtly, knowing she was in for some sort of special treatment.



She burst through the door just as her mother was preparing to head out to work. Her mother was just as beautiful as her daughter with identical red locks and a tremendously sensual hourglass figure, although at 38, her age was beginning to show. However, that didn’t seem to affect her breasts in any way; not quite as stacked as her daughter, she easily was an e-cup, and had no hesitation in showing more than a little cleavage in her day-to-day apparel.



“You’re home in a rush!” she commented to her daughter. Thinking on her feet, Jennifer said,



“I’ve got a lot of homework and not much time to do it. Have fun at work!” She and her mother



exchanged a hug good-bye, and as the door closed, Jennifer was already bounding up the stairs towards her bedroom. She looked around, trying to spot Teddy Bear, but he was ready for her, sitting comfortably against her bed’s pillows.



“Bout time! I like the uniform,” the toy declared.



“Sorry I’m late, I had to say good-bye to my mother,”



“I’d like to say hello to her, if you catch my drift,” the perverse bear commented. Jennifer blushed and giggled at the remark; she knew her mother was a very sexy person, but didn’t know the bear had seen her around the house yet. “So today you only get me, doll, but I’m going to make it worth your while. Now, I would like a lap dance. Chop chop.” Somehow she found the bear’s brashness endearing. His fabric swelled in the crotch already, and she sultrily walked towards her bed.



His little furry hand now rubbing a quickly growing erection as Jennifer ran her hands over her sexy body. Cupping her breasts, squeezing the soft flesh, her top three buttons burst, exposing her hefty cleavage. Leaning over and jiggling her tits, Teddy Bear began to moan and grunt approvingly. Climbed onto the bed, crawling towards the toy, she said



“So I guess I need to give you a dance now.” Standing on her knees atop the mattress, she positioned herself immediately in front of Teddy; she grabbed his head and put it in the crotch of her plaid skirt, grinding closer to the fabric face. His little paws felt up her sexy thighs, and offered a pinch to her left leg. “Ouch! Looks like somebody’s being naughty!” She pulled the head away from her crotch, teasing him with her proximity. She slowly reached up to her buttons, unfastening one at a time, although her breasts weight against the cotton fabric of her shirt expedited the process. Left with an open shirt and only her teeny bra covering her breasts, she rubbed them together, eliciting more groans from the bear.



“Fuck it!” He yelled, and leapt up, grabbing onto the tops of her bra cups, letting those mammaries free.



“Oh my!” She exclaimed, shocked by his quickness. She held him up with her left arm, putting his face over her right nipple, the Bear eagerly licking and nibbling the swollen piece of flesh. She reached around to unfasten her bra with the left hand, letting it fall on top of her lap, still wearing the unfastened schoolgirl shirt and plaid skirt. Teddy Bear pulled his face from her tit for a moment, declaring,



“I fucking love you schoolgirls!” before he put his head between her mounds, motorboating them with enthusiasm. She couldn’t help but let out a little laugh at the sight of a teddy bear playing with her tits, but she was enjoying every second of it.



He quickly jumped off her arm, sitting back in his spot against the pillows, and said,



“Now suck my dick.” He let out his massive member, it being 12′ long; nearly his own height. She leaned over and began licking the length of his surprisingly human-looking shaft, each time stopping at the tip to give it a little kiss, eliciting more groans of pleasure from Teddy. With a sudden vigour, she crammed his dick into her mouth, quickly bobbing up and down, taking it in with a furious rhythm. The bear put its hand on her hair, tugging on her red curls, moaning in approval of her work. Alternating between sucking on his huge member and licking the shaft, he told her to stop, instructing her to lie on her back.



Leaping on her torso, he began to tit-fuck, just as he did in their last encounter, instead letting her push the breasts together, making his furry fast twist and smile in lust. He thrust with such ferocity the head of his dick kept striking her chin, so she opened her mouth, taking the tip whenever he pushed through her cleavage, only to disappear and reappear a moment later. He began to speak as he fucked her tits,



“You know, a show like this really deserves an audience.” He then whistled, and Jennifer heard her closet door open. Looking over, the tip of his dick now striking her flushed cheeks, she saw a procession of her childhood stuffed toys marching around the bed. A rainbow of bears, elephants, frogs and other furry figures surrounded the bed, cheering for the spectacle they witnessed.



Somehow this was a turn-on for Jennifer, each toy rubbing its crotch, some pulling out penis’ similarly large to the Teddy Bear she was tit-fucking, masturbating to the scene. Teddy Bear, however, pulled his dick out from her tits, and walked to her crotch, positioning himself with his penis aimed right at her pussy. He rubbed it against the fabric of her thong, then pushed that aside and thrust his full length into her willing body. She yelled out in pleasure, his full 12 inches pumped within her. He vigorously fucked her, nearly pulling the full length out before thrusting again. Jennifer never felt luckier, despite the fact that her lover was a stuffed toy. The chorus of watching toys had approached the bed at this point, climbing its sides and standing around her exposed body. Teddy Bear got a sly look on his face, and he nodded at the other stuffed animals. Suddenly, a purple elephant crammed his member into her mouth, and a stuffed tiger jumped on her stomach to being tit fucking her.



Completely surrounded by masturbating toys, Jennifer reached out to two other toys, unseen to her as her stare was firmly fixed on the elephant atop her.



She grabbed their penis’ and began jerking them off, each of her hands encircling shafts longer than 10 inches. Suddenly she felt Teddy pushed with particular emphasis, and he began to cum inside her. She felt his load shoot inside of her; he must have cum for a minute straight. As he was finishing his load, the elephant began to cum in her mouth, producing a terribly large amount. She tried to swallow as much as she could, but he filled her mouth completely, dripping out of her mouth and over her cheek. Similarly to the elephant, the tiger and the two other teddy bears in her hands began to cum. The elephant leapt out of the way as the sprayed over her body, the tiger covering her face with his massive load. That’s when the hoards of stuffed creatures around her finished jerking themselves off, also spraying over her young body. Her shirt, skirt and hair was soaked by the cum, looking as though she had been swimming in the stuff.



She looked down at Teddy Bear, and then the surrounding toys, only to find them having returned to their immobile state, positioned in a circle around her cum-soaked body.



Sitting up, and swinging her legs off the bed, she walked over to her bathroom to yet again clean herself of the cum from monsters, although this time her partners were of a more notably cuddly disposition.



“Until next time…” a voice remarked as she walked away from the bed, to which she turned and blew a kiss at the bear.

This is the story of how I, Anna, became a human milk cow. It all started when I lost my job as an English teacher in Japan.



After falling in love with the culture and language of Japan I decided to forsake everything in my old country of Sweden and move to Japan permanently. I managed to get a job as an English teacher in order to pay the ridiculously high rent in my part of Tokyo. I was only 28 years old but looked more like 18. Everything was fine until I lost that job. How did I lose it? It all has to do with my good looks.



I’m a very attractive woman and I could easily be a playboy model or something of that nature if I so desired. I’m tall, blond and blue eyed, fit and jet curvy in all the right places. At that time I also had nice double D size boobs. I refused to model because I wanted to use my mind to get by and not my body like a whore. I was a smart girl and I didn’t need to sell out like that. In the back of my mind I always knew I could model if I really needed too. Needless to say all men found me appealing, too appealing in fact.



Almost every day some looser would ask me out or give me a compliment. It started to happen in my teens and it was exciting then, but as I grew up it got old real fast. I started to look down on men as a gender, they where all the same to me, only interested in sex. My male students, and even some of the girls, would sit and drool as they undressed me with their eyes, my male teacher colleagues was no different. Another day meant another student with a crush on me. It was always the same, even if I dressed very conservatively. Mr. Kazuhiro, the gym teacher, was the worst of all however.



One day, as I passed Mr. Kazuhiro in one of schools hallways late in the evening, he sexually harassed me! He seemed to have a desperate look on his face as he walked towards me in the hallway that evening. I greeted him with a nod as he was about to pass me by. He then suddenly grabbed my shoulders and pushed me up against the lockers! Mr. Kazuhiro was strong as a bull so his grip hurt me a little. I froze in total shock as I was pinned against the lockers. He started to kiss and lick my face like an animal as he confessed his love and lust for me, as if I did not already know. His hands were all over me. He was kneading one of my tits with his right hand through the fabric of my shirt, while his left hand was probing under my skirt. He told me that he wanted to “do me” right there in the hallway. But that’s crazy, even if I wanted him, I would never have sex in a public place like that. When his hand started to rub my pussy through the thin fabric of my white cotton panties, I suddenly unfroze and slapped Mr. Kazuhiro hard, right across his face.



To my surprise the slap stopped his physical assault on me, but started his verbal assault. He shouted that I was a “lewd western slut and a whore”. He also said that I had purposely lured him to me and flirted with him. In his mind I was some kind of vile temptress, toying with him. I told him that “he was imagining things”. After I said that last line, Mr. Kazuhiro looked at me right in the eyes and said “You will regret rejecting me, slut. ” After that he just walked away and I started to cry.



After that incident I talked to the principle to try and get Mr. Kazuhiro fired. Nothing happened. I talked to the police but of course they dropped the case due to lack of evidence. After all, it was his word against mine. Mr. Kazuhiro stressed me out simply by always being around the work place. As I passed him in the hallways he gave me dirty looks. I was never sure but I think he followed me around, even after work. Long story short, I dint really lose my job, I decided to quit. I decided to never work in a school ever again.



I slipped into a depression and soon stopped looking for new jobs. The attempted rape by Mr. Kazuhiro had left deeper scars in me then I had expected. No money was coming in and the time ran out. I failed do pay my rent and was about to get kicked out of my apartment. In desperation for money I stated to look for modeling jobs.



I found a modeling advertisement that promised to pay well. It had a picture of a beautiful girl, the pay was great and they offered many other benefits. The picture was modest and classy, so it did not strike me as a porn model agency. The advertisement went on to explain how their company was searching for busty western female models in particular.



Normally I would never pay attention to something like this. Of course I had opportunities to get lots of low status jobs, but that was below my posh standards, even though I was desperate. I knew I had the body for the model job, and I would rather do that then take another teaching job. The place was also open at the time and nearby. As I walked over there I wondered why the flyer asked for busty western girls, how many of those girls can there be in Japan?



When I got there it seem like the model agency had a pretty big office building. When I later talked to the receptionist and explained my errand she guided me to a waiting room and I sat down there. The receptionist suddenly came and gave me a glass of champagne for free. I believed I was getting the royal treatment and drank it, stupid thing to do. She had an evil grin on her face as she saw me take a sip. Soon I started to feel dizzy, but not in a bad way. The buzz I felt was nothing like what alcohol can give you, this was something else.



Of course the drink contained some sort of drug that had a strange effect on me. It made me feel euphoric, obedient and submissive. I was overwhelmed by a strong sensation that everything was fine. Yes, I knew I was drugged against my will, a very serious thing. But due to the drug I felt no anger or stress over that. Instead I just felt alright, like everything was great. The “slave drug” made my psyche completely open to any suggestion from outside. If someone had told me to jump off a cliff at that point I would have done it.



A door suddenly opened and a man approached me. He looked like a doctor or scientist with his white lab coat. The man said that all my possessions, including my life, now belonged to the company he represented. I nodded in agreement. He went on to inform me that I was never to leave this building alive. I was to become a sex slave and a milk cow. Again I nodded in total agreement, as if that had been my plan all along. After that he asked for my identification. He also found out that nobody knew I went there, that information seemed to please him. After that he ordered me to remove all me clothing. I instantly obeyed him. From that moment on, I was to be naked for the rest of my life.



He led me into his doctor’s office. It felt so strange to walk in there naked, the floor felt cold to my naked feet. He told me that he was going to inject my tits with a substance that would make my tits grow and produce milk. I was ordered to stand in front of him, facing him, as he prepared his syringes, one for each breast.



I was ordered to keep my arms raised above my head, presenting my breasts to him. “These tits are perfect for milk production” he said, while looking exited.



I stayed in position whilst the doctors needle penetrating my right breast. I hardly noticed the pinch of the syringe because of the drug I had taken. I should be screaming in pain since it was a sensitive area, a big needle and a large injection. I could feel the strange liquid as it started to take up space inside my breast. The slave drug I had taken before must have been pretty powerful stuff. After that he did the same thing to my left boob. Then he gave me a plaster band-aid on each boob and also gave me a more general medical checkup.



After that I was sent to what seemed to be a prison cell. It was a small room, barely big enough to have a bed in it and a toilet. I sat down on the bed and time started to fly by. There was a video camera in the ceiling, so I was constantly being watched. There was also a TV in the corner of the room. It always featured the same show on loop. The show was about cows on green pastures bellowing and eating grass. The slave drug made it very hard to keep a coherent thought in my mind. Just as I was about to figure something out, the thought vanished and I had to start over mentally.



Every now and again, the doctor or someone else would walk in and pass me a cup of different pills. Because I was under the influence of the drug, I gladly consumed the new drugs without any protest. Because of this I was permanently under the influence of the “slave drug” and who knows what else. I was also given lots of fatty and sugar rich food. Much more then I could eat. I was ordered to eat as much as I could without vomiting. I tried my best. Everything I ate had lots of strawberries in it for some reason. Despite all that good eating my belly did not get any fatter; instead I just got a strange feeling in my tits. They always felt bloated and sore. I also noted that my skin was turning more and more white. At first I figured that it was due to the lack of sunlight.



Days went by, then weeks. I started to forget things. I could only vaguely remember who I was or why I was in this cell. My skin had become bone white now and large black spots hard formed on random places, like on a Holstein cow. Every morning I noticed that my tits where bigger. Sometimes I would just sit and stare at them. I could almost see them grow before my eyes! This process of growth was probably very painful, but the drugs saved me from all pain. When I entered my cell I had double D size boobs. Now I had tits bigger then my head and they were still growing. My huge tits always felt hot and sensitive now and my nipples had become bigger and puffier. All the body hair from below my neck started to spontaneously fall off and it did not grow back. My skin was smooth and soft all over. Constantly the looping tv-show about cows went on in the background, even at night. As I slept I started to dream that I was a cow every night. When I woke up, my old life was all but forgotten.



Because of the boobs, I could now only sleep on my back. One morning I woke up to find my sheets were soaked with milk. At first I thought I was just sweaty, but the sent was sweet. As I sat up on my bed I noticed that milk was dripping from my nipples. I looked down at my huge boobs. They had grown again. They were now the size of basketballs! Every second a new drop of milk formed on my nipple and dropped. I gently squeezed my swollen tits and jets of milk shot out of my nipples. It felt extremely good.



The more I squeezed my giant boobs the more milk I gave. The many jets of milk showered the floor of my cell and the milk supply seem endless. The more I did this, the better it felt. Soon I felt a wonderful orgasm building up. This was strange to me since I have never had a orgasm without touching my pussy. As I came I bellowed “Mooooooo!” and my milk actually hit the wall on the other side of the room.



When the orgasm was over the fear came over me. I had lost the ability to speak! I could not make a sound other then “mooo!”. The looping tv-show and the drugs had changed me somehow. I refused to accept the change. I was still human. I tried to shout; ” you can’t take my humanity!”, but instead I said; “Mmmmmoooooooooooh!” Oh God…I was Mooing like a stupid cow! And I could not control it.



The next day a woman came and removed me from my cell. She just walked in and told me to follow her. As I left my cell, I realized that I had no idea how much time I had spent in there. Had I been inside the cell for a few weeks or a few months? As I walked my huge tits jiggled and bounced while my nipples leaked milk continuously. After a long walk down a hallway we arrived at what looked like a photo shoot studio. I was ordered to pose in different sexy ways as a photographer took pictures of me. At the time I had no idea what the pictures would be used for.



After the photo shoot that lasted for about an hour, the woman ordered me to follow her again. She led me further down the hall to what looked like a big barn door. She had taken me to what can only be described as a stable! The stable was filled with horse’s stalls only each stall contained a beautiful cowgirl with gigantic tits. I was lead to an empty stall. The floor was covered in soft hay, just like in a barn. As I sat down in the hay, I realized that there were no locked doors in this place, there was no need. All the prisoners where drugged. I sat there listening to the other cowgirls bellowing constantly in the background, realizing that I was now one of them.



The woman gave me an oversized plastic breast pump. The pump was powered by an electric motor. She ordered me to use it whenever I felt the need. I also received several big empty plastic bottles that I was going to fill with milk and a coolbox to store them in. After giving the instructions she just walked out. I already felt the need to use the pump.



I started the pump and attached its suction cups to my breasts. I felt the lovely suction instantly. Instead of a constant tug, it started and stopped like a pulse, causing my nipples to stretch and recede inside the cups. I didn’t realize how stimulating the experience would be, it felt even better then when I squeezed it out myself earlier. My milk sprayed inside the cup and poured down into the attached bottle, filling it up slowly. It felt so nice. My eyes rolled back.



I came again and again. Each time I came I bellowed loudly and the milk seemed to flow more easily. The process took several hours. Basically I drained my tits, took a break and just caressed my nipples. Then when the breast started to get full again, I drained them again. I filled up the first bottle, then the second. In total orgasmic bliss even the third bottle was filled. After that the milk flow slowed down and final stopped, filling about a third of the forth bottle.



Later, just before lights out, my filled milk bottles were collected and replaced by empty ones.



I spent the next day trying to fill all my empty bottles. Basically all the milk I produced that day went straight into bottles. One could say that the whole day was a long masturbation session, like if I was a teenage boy or something. On average I would say I had about one orgasm every minute during that day. I arrived at each orgasm without even touching my pussy. All I needed was my tits now. At the end of the day I had filled 8 bottles.



During the day I only took breaks for going to the “bathroom” which consisted of a plain metal bucket in the corner of my stall. And I also took breaks for eating and drinking. I only took breaks when I waited for my tits to fill up. The food was great, but I was getting dead tiered of strawberries. That day for example I received a big bowl of what appeared to be mashed strawberry pie mixed with melted strawberry ice-cream to form a thick paste. It looked like crap but it did not taste like it.



Time went by like this. My boobs got even bigger and my body learned to produce more milk faster. My breasts were getting so big and heavy now that they restricted my movement, but I was not fat at all. The only part of me that gained any weight was my boobs. My tits were the size of beach balls now.



Male visitors started to come by. Apparently I was now not just a milk producer, I was also a prostitute without pay, a sex slave. They would drop by one at a time and spend about 30 minutes with me each. Often I received over 15 men per day. All the men where breast lovers and had most likely paid very much to get their 30 minutes. There were so many of them, they just became horny anonymous Japanese businessmen who came to play with my tits.



The typical visit with a male visitor would go down like this: He walks in wearing a robe that he takes off. I’m usually sitting with my back to the wall, draining my tits with the pumps. He kneels before me and removes my breast pumps. He then starts to play with my tits. He kneads my huge boobs and presses his hands against them. He grabs pinches and pulls on my nipples and watches how the milk sprays out. He will soon start sucking on one of my tits to drink my milk, while he keeps playing with the other breast. After a minute of his sucking I will have an orgasm. He will drink my milk until he is full, then he wants his release. Usually they all want a “titty fuck”. Normally the men want me on my back for that.



They put his rock hard dicks between my breasts and tell me to squeeze them together. Then they fuck my tits. They usually talk dirty to me during the titty fuck. They tell me how I’m just a lewd cow, a whore and a slut. Since my tits are so smooth and soft and because the men are fucking that things they love the most they never last very long, they cum after about a minute of fucking my tits. Afterwards I use an old rag to clean up the sperm from between my boobs, get ready for the next guy who will want the same treatment.



My life was now all about producing milk and performing sexual favors all day nonstop in this manner. After weeks I got an unexpected visit, he came in wearing a robe like just another random businessman, but it was Mr. Kazuhiro, the gym teacher who tried to rape me! Of course I was shocked to see him. “I have been waiting for this” he said with a grin as he took of his robe. “I saw your picture on a bottle of illegal human milk, sold under the counter” he continued as he walked towards me. “I had to sell most of what I own to afford my 30 minutes with you, now I will punish you for seducing me!” He said with a mixture of anger and lust in his voice.



Like most men he started with my breasts, but he was rougher. He grabbed them hard, making milk spurt out of the nipples giving me both pleasure and pain. His strong hands did hurt when he pushed and pulled on my tits, but releasing milk felt good. After a while of this he stood up and told me to suck his dick. He had a very large penis, long and thick. He rolled back the foreskin to reveal the big shiny head, and then he told me to smell it. He told me that he hadn’t washed his genitals for days, because he wanted me to do it with my tongue. I ignored the foul smell and licked his dick and balls clean. After that he shoved his dick into my mouth. He ordered me to suck on just the head, while I stroked his shaft. I basically just jerked him off into my mouth. He grabbed the back of my head as he got close to finishing.



“I have saved up cum for days and you will eat it all” he said as he started to cum a huge load. Sperm started to spew forth into my mouth. He just kept pumping out the salty stuff and I swallowed it all.

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