Date: Mon, 6 Jan 2014 06:19:30 -0800 (PST) From: derek james Subject: The Adventures of Rex II: The Craving (Part Three) WARNING: The following is for adults only(18+). It contains depictions of sexual acts between men. If this offends you or is inappropriate for you to read, go no further. If not, enjoy!!! Remember that Nifty needs our help: http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html "THE ADVENTURES OF REX" stories are a celebration of one man's journey into middle age with a raging hard-on, a passionate nature and his handsome head held high! *****LOOK!!!! Other 2012 and 2013 "Adventures of Rex" can Be Found In: www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/encounters/adventures-of-rex/ AND http://www.nifty.org/nifty/bisexual/beginnings/adventures-of-rex/ AND http://www.nifty.org/nifty/bisexual/encounters/adventures-of-rex/ The Adventures of Rex II: The Craving (Part Three) After the call ended with Uncle Rex, Collin looked up at Rolf and then over at brooding Silas. "Well, I was worried for nothing. Uncle Rex is not hanging out with Hilda or anyone...he's working late. I should have guessed!" Collin put the phone down on the bottom step and stood, stretched his arms and grinned. "Sorry, guys. I have been a dope!" Rolf stroked his cheek thoughtfully. "Still a bit odd that Silas shows up here...rather convenient really!" Silas laughed and his mocha face looked like a Halloween jack-o-lantern in the dim hallway light. "I have wanted to get Collin alone for ages. Mistress Hilda is busy tonight and so is Rex...that's the convenient part....only!" Rolf walked to the edge of the steps where Collin still stood looking kind of sheepish behind his brass rimmed glasses. "Shall I stay? I will if you'd like." Collin reached over and hugged the bearish Rolf. "You are the best boss...I love you...and I mean it! But I think I owe Silas a few more minutes in private...OK?" Rolf smiled and kissed Collin on the cheek. "Be safe!" As the door closed behind Rolf, a strange feeling came over him. The appearance of Silas was really too uncanny for words. The whole thing with Hilda and Rex was odd, too odd! He recalled hearing from either Rex or Collin that Hilda's home and office was nearby, just a few doors down the street. Rolf quickly strode up and back gazing at the various old terraced homes and soon found a near dilapidated one with a small wooden placard out front reading, Madame Hilda's Mystic Centre. Rolf stood on the gloomy pavement out front and starred up at the house with a feeling of foreboding...he knew something was amiss. Meanwhile back in Rex's house, Silas walked up behind Collin as he shut the front door. Silas' strong bone thin arms enfolded Collin's chest. Collin was just a bit more filled out than Silas but his chest was far from meaty and the strong grip cut round his ribs, nearly causing him to lose his breath. Collin gagged. "Hey, stop...that hurts!" Silas spun Collin around so the two young men faced each other. Silas the tallest of the pair hovered over Collin and with a quick movement grabbed both of Collin's shoulders and pulled him to his lips. The next kiss was forceful and lingering. Silas licked and probed Collin's mouth nearly chocking Collin as his large, long tongue pummelled his tonsils. Collin pulled back and gasped for air. "You are one hell of a wild kisser! Ease off a bit I want to ask..." But his words were cut short as Silas lunged at Collin's exposed neck just above his shirt collar. Silas' bony fingers wrapped round his throat and squeezed tight. "Grrrrrrr...You shut up! You talk so fucking much!" Silas growled in a low hissing voice. Collin attempted to struggle free and pull the skeletal claw-like hands away from his delicate throat but Silas was strong...nearly animal like in power. Pushing Collin down on the hall carpet came as a sudden relief albeit a painful one. "Shit! What are you doing? You are really hurting me!" Collin said as he scrambled off sideways toward the stairs to the upper floor. Silas moved on his nimble feet and entered the living room, with a click the small table lamp flickered and extinguished. Collin sat in the darkness...waiting. "Silas....what is going on? You're spooking me....LOTS! Collin said as he slowly rose to his feet in the dark front hall. He knew the front door was steps away. Could he make a run for it? Should he? Was this all some sort of sex game for Silas? He had no idea. It was too creepy. A queer threadlike voice broke the stillness. "You doubt our work. You think Mistress is a fake. You think the spirit world is phony. Well, sweet Collin...my plaything...tonight you learn a new lesson. The power of dark sex!" Silas' shadow moved toward Collin. He seemed bigger, thinner and his eyes....they seemed to glow. Collin blinked his eyes. He still saw the strange figure coming toward him. It was not a dream. It was a real living nightmare!!!! ******************************** Rolf, with a heavy feeling in his heart, looked up at the gloomy house of Madame Hilda. The front room had its curtains drawn tight but a dim flickering light could be seen round the edges of the material. He knew Rex was in there...something told him so. And Collin was being used by Silas. He felt dreadful. He knew he needed to know for sure about Rex and Hilda....but how, he pondered on the pavement in the lonely night air. The small alley beside Hilda's house was almost obscured by huge hedges and various out of control garden plants. Rolf gingerly tip-toed to the small gateway and saw that apart from a few bins, the way was clear to the rear of the house. Carefully he moved along the dark, narrow passage and soon found himself standing in the over-grown back garden area. Rolf moved to the centre of the tall grass and stood in the shadows peeping up at the rear of the three-floor structure. A small set of steps rose up to what seemed to be an old wooden kitchen door with glass on the upper half; darkness came from within. A set of two small windows were on one side of the door, obviously more kitchen and then on the far end a set of three windows bay protruded forth from what was probably the dining area which seemed to be connected to the front room where the flickering light was coming from. Rolf carefully eased forward and found a small but sturdy metal bucket, flipped it and placed it at the base of the middle bay window. The bucket creaked with Rolf's solid build but the added height brought Rolf's head just above the old rotting window sill. The glass was grimy but he could see through a rather cluttered inner room to an archway into the dimly candle lit front room just beyond. The sight that met his squinting eyes made him both sick and very horny! Rex sat stretched out up on comfy chair with his legs propped on a foot stool, his large bare feet gently flexing. His manly chest completely exposed with his dress shirt hanging open at the sides and his discarded suit coat lying in a heap down on the carpet. Hilda, draped all in dark swirling fabrics, looked dressed to kill...her evil looking mascara treated eyes and bright painted lips made Rolf shiver! Rolf saw beefy Hilda feverishly pulling and tugging at Rex's suit trousers with her long finger nails and Rex seemed to be half asleep, barely helping the bitchy MILF! Rolf felt that Rex was under some bizarre enchantment or at least rather drunk. He knew Rex and this was not like him at all...lying to Collin and carrying on like this a few doors away...this was not the Rex he knew! Rex awoke and seemed to be saying something to Hilda but Hilda seemed like a mad woman...stripping Rex was her main objective. Rolf watched as Rex feebly managed to lift his ass off the chair thus enabling Hilda to pull the tight suit trousers down and off, tossing them aside next to the suit jacket. Rolf could not help but admire Rex's shapely ass and crotch bulge as framed artfully by his from fitting burgundy bikini briefs that he now sat in; his long ginger furred cycler's legs lounged once again upon the footstool bathed in the light of numerous flickering candles. Fifty year-old Rex was, in Rolf's eyes, a gorgeous stud! Rolf nearly toppled off the old bucket; he must take care or else be caught for sure! Hilda moved swiftly up behind the comfy chair in the cluttered space and began to remove his unbuttoned dress shirt by tugging it up and over a now slightly more cooperative Rex. As the shirt came away, Rolf took in the sight of the near naked Rex...recalling his own delightfully romp with the fervent, highly amorous player in days gone by. Rolf felt his cock swell inside his trousers as he took in Rex's near six-foot form lounging gracefully inside...and completely at Hilda's mercy! ******************************* "Oh, Rex! You look perfectly edible! I could take a HUGE bite out of your tight man-ass!" Hilda breathed as she moved round the front of the chair Rex was splayed out in and gazed down with lust in her big dark eyes. Rex blinked up at her as she moved to stand above his near nude body, he felt slightly off-balance...the wine had truly been far too intoxicating. His eyes adjusted and his sight cleared a bit...he knew his limits for drink and he had crossed them! "Hilda, maybe....I should go? I have had a bit too much wine, I feel very woozy...you really could take advantage of me!" Rex giggled as he rested his rather heavy head on the back of the chair cushions. "Sweet Rex, but that is the point! It's about time a real woman DID take advantage of you!" Hilda chided as she sat gingerly on the edge of the couch facing Rex. "I have had many woman and men...you must realize I'm pansexual! I love it all!" Rex said as he let his free hand move down and squeeze playfully his ample crotch bulge contained in his tight briefs. "I thought you wanted to get naked? Those burgundy undies are cute, you wear them oh so well BUT I am ready to enjoy the whole enchilada...mmmmmm! Oh, I had a little flashback to the haunted house incident and I can't wait to get reacquainted with your big uncut meat wand once again!" Hilda said as she let her two hands lift up her kimono front and expose her pantyhose clad crotch between her chubby thighs. Rex mumbled some unintelligible words...his cock yearned and strained for release from its tight brief clad prison. He unsteadily pulled his feet from the footstool and moved up and stood shakily before the MILF. "You need help, you look wobbly!" Hilda said cautiously and nearly stood up to aid him. "No, no. Stay put! I may be shaky but...horny as hell! Stay there and just watch!" Rex said in a commanding tone, sobering up slightly as he began to slide his briefs down and over his knees. The underwear fell away and Rex carefully stepped out of them. His tight shapely naked ass cheeks faced the rear windows giving Rolf, still ogling from his precarious bucket perch, a thrilling glimpse at one of his many great assets. Hilda, from her view point on the couch, got the whole enchilada...up close! Rex's turgid man-lance stood before her greedy eyes! Arching out like a proud flagpole, his foreskin slightly pulled back, and his dark round cock-knob exposed and oozing juices all down the full length! His fuzzy bally sack tightly swaying with anticipation and ready for any and all action that may be forthcoming. "Oh, dear Rex...that cock is SO perfect! You are truly a masterpiece! Drunk or sober...I want you!" Hilda growled. Rex stood still on his large bare feet and gently let his right hand stroke his erect flesh. The pre-cum oozed and dripped to the carpet below as each hand motion brought his copious foreskin to and fro, to and fro. His body swayed slightly from lack of balance but his feet felt heavy like anchors to the spot just in front of Madame Hilda. Rex's eyes closed and he pleasured himself while Hilda fumbled with the top of her pantyhose waistline and slowly eased the nylon down, down past her thighs...allowing her moist pussy to be displayed in all its reciprocal glory. "Rex, look...mmmmmmmmm!" Hilda moaned. Rex's eyes opened and he looked down to find what he was to see, and see he did! He felt his cock surge up and throb, pulse...ooze! He nearly came but held off, stopped his stroking and moved down...between Hilda's thick thighs. Grabbing her feet, twisting off the shoes, wrenching the pantyhose off and over her chubby feet...plying her legs wide with his strong hands; he knelt and moved his head inward. Hilda gasped and felt Rex's plunge toward her now gaping pussy. Her trimmed dark bush parted slightly and her dark pink outer labia beckoned...Rex smelled her scent. His mouth covered her mound and she pulled open her outer lips and gave herself over to him. Rolf saw the naked form of Rex knelt between Hilda's now naked legs and he knew what was happening and he began to totter from excitement. Watching this was extremely hot and he knew he must do something g to help Collin and Rex...but this was SO HOT! Inside the candlelit warm room, Rex gently kissed her swollen pussy lips, breathing in deeply and briefly flicking his wet tongue on her throbbing clit. Hilda gasped and put her hands on the back of his head. She now guided the action with growing grunts and moans of approval. Rex kissed the sensitive area between her meaty thigh and mound, gently kissed across her moist labia, flicking her clit yet again on his way to the other thigh. He teasingly licked up and down her inner thighs until he again reached her steamy, moist, aromatic pussy. He then drove his tongue deep into her cavern and rubbed her clit with his nose. He vigorously worked his tongue up and down and back and forth, the whole time breathing in her smell and massaging her clit continually with his nose. As he breathed in and out through his nose, Rex knew her sensitive clit could feel his hot breath. Rex stood and turned his body, laying in a "69" position on the couch with Hilda so that she could see, feel and kiss his throbbing cock. She took to the new positioning quickly and soon was deep throating Rex's full hot length. Rex moved his tongue to her very hard clit and carefully slipped two fingers deep into her hot silken vagina. Rolf watched in awe as the pair worked each other feverishly. Each was so intent on fingering and licking...Hilda by now allowed her own fingers to explore and play with Rex's exposed ass bud. The sound of sucking and lapping and moaning filled the air all around. Hilda entered Rex's ass and soon had two long nailed fingers probing his moist sensitive innards. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH....FUCK!" Rex yelped as Hilda buried her fingers deeper until she located what seemed like a super sensitive secret spot. Rex curled his toes and wiggled his hips nearly falling backward off the couch onto the floor. "Oh, look out Rex! You'll fall...and break....who knows what? Does this feel good, Sexy Man?" Hilda teased as she moved her fingers up and in and around his secret spot. "Ohhhhhhhh YES, you found it!!! Not many women have. Men seem more alert. Damn you're goooooood!!!!" Rex moaned as his eyes shut and he carried on his vaginal exploits. Hilda stopped working on Rex's juicy ass and slowly pulled herself away from his vigorous tongue and fingers; Rex suddenly looked up at her with his green eyes searching. She spoke with her eyes now completely locked with Rex's. "Rex...My love! You are more than ready to have all of me. Look at your perfect love tool! I want it inside me...I want YOU!! My pussy is all wet, perfectly ready! Come....Join me in my bedroom room upstairs and let's really enjoy these hours we have before us!!" Hilda rose up off the couch, her kimono falling back into place. Rex lay nude and gazed upward...wondering....waiting. Hilda bent down and purposefully grasped Rex by his hot, manly endowment. His cock throbbed with searing power in her hand. Rex closed his eyes and enjoyed her touch; her fingers worked is foreskin gently up and down over the swollen knob all moist with pre-cum. Hilda now pulled Rex by his manhood; he shot up and onto his large moist feet and tottered unsteadily. Hilda took charge and pulled him forcefully now, using his man-stick, toward the dark stairs...and up, step by step. Rex stepped slowly up with each of his bare feet treading behind Hilda who flounced upward in her billowing kimono toward the beckoning bedroom above. Rolf watched with thumping heart as manly Rex was pulled by his dripping rock hard cock out of view. Gently he stepped off his perch by the back windows and moved out of the garden and back onto the street out front. He felt utterly turned on but had to think...what to do next? He imagined ringing the doorbell and disturbing Hilda's evil seduction but thought Rex might be very angry having been caught out in a big fat lie. He decided to return to Rex's house and see if Collin truly was ok, he knew now that Silas was purely keeping Collin busy for his naughty mistress and Collin was a mere plaything. He quickly rushed the few paces and charged up the front steps. Rolf loudly rapped on the front door, the house looked so dark now. What was wrong inside he mused privately, the place seemed deserted and he only just left a few moments before. He carefully tried the handle of the door, it was locked...maybe they went out? Rolf felt completely useless and defeated. Crestfallen, he walked away...leaving the scene and wondering how on earth he could help Collin...and bewitched Rex. The night seemed very dark indeed! ************************************* Silas carried the limp form of Collin up the dark stairs, he stumbled and Collin's head thwacked against the upstairs railings. Silas found Rex's larger bedroom, moved on and soon located the smaller bedroom that Collin called his own. Tossing Collin's body onto the bed, he moved like a shadow and shut the curtains tight. The room was dark and completely quiet. Silas snapped on the small bedside lamp and looked at the body on the bed. Collin's head was bruised on the left side of forehead and a large lump was forming. Collin's mouth lolled open and he drooled spittle...Silas found the sight disgusting and pathetic! Moments before, after switching off the lights, he had swept across the room like a snake and kicked a crouching Collin backward. The blow not only knocked him out but sent him crashing backward against the wooden stairs and smashing his new brass rimmed spectacles. Collin crumpled away as if a toy doll. Silas found it rather funny...in his usual slightly sick way. Domination and pain came easy to Silas...especially with a character like Collin whom he despised so totally. The loud knocking downstairs startled him and he stood still....waiting...waiting. The noise ended and whoever was there had left. Good, mused Silas...now I can finish this job! Silas grabbed hold of Collin's limp feet and tugged off the shoes, tossing them aside. Little by little Collin was stripped bare. His underwear resisted slightly but Silas ripped them off, tearing them to shreds in the process. Silas grabbed the limp skinny naked body and tossed it roughly up further upon the bed; Collin unconsciously groaned with pain as his head lolled back and forth. "You ugly bastard. No matter how you make yourself over, you still like gross stark naked!" Silas laughed aloud as he mounted the bed, kneeling astride Collin with a flash of evil in his dark eyes. Gingerly Silas licked his long index finger and pulled Collin's limp legs apart, he found Collin's furry dark rosebud nested between his flat butt cheeks...and sliced his sharp saliva covered finger forward, and stretched the sphincter muscles with ease. Probing deep inside Collin's warm ass cavity was actually amusing to Silas and he smiled with glee as Collin's unconscious face began to register some slight awareness to the act. His face grimaced with pain...and this really turned Silas on!! He shoved his finger deeper; letting his sharp fingernail dig into the sensitive inner linings...Collin yelped audibly and tried to roll away instinctively. Silas grabbed his leg and held him firmly in place. "Oh, no my sweet Collin! You are staying put....Silas has much more in store for you tonight before your precious uncle comes back....oh, yes indeed!!" Silas sneered as he pushed in yet another finger deep inside Collin's tight ass. A loud moan pierced the air...and then a menacing howl of depraved delight. ******************************************** Back in Hilda's now candlelit bedroom... The nude flabby fleshed medium lit the last small candle and then strode towards bemused Rex, who lay atop her large bed on cream coloured satin sheets...naked and very aroused. Rex smiled at his new playmate like a loon, still highly intoxicated and very much out of sexual control. His hand stroking his uncut tool back and forth....his bare toes wiggling in anticipation. Hilda loomed large over Rex. Bending down over him now, her big fleshy breasts swayed like pendulums as she let her skilled fingers re-investigate his fascinating rock-hard cock. Inquisitively she again peeled back the generous foreskin much to Rex's utter pleasure and found a fresh layer of moist pre-cum all round the pinkish red swollen head. As she looked more closely, his manhood swelled in girth and length, throbbing like a tribal drum in her hand as she continued to stare with her large dark eyes drinking him in inch by inch! "Lay back and raise your legs," she bellowed. Rex eagerly obeyed and rocked unsteadily upward, bare feet held high and muscular ass wide open. His groggy state cloudy his mind further and he felt as if he had no will to resist...did he want to resist ? His mind questioned...his eyes blinked. Did he want to be in bed with his old neighbour Hilda? He found himself being pulled inward....being sucked into a strange vortex of lust and craving. A vortex that was Hilda....it was so strong...a sudden chill swept over Rex. Mistress Hilda knelt between his large cycler's legs and let his sweaty feet rest on her meaty shoulders...keeping him very much on display! She loved the warmth that radiated from each of his large bare feet. His sweet ass hole was hot and moist as it lay nestled in rusty ringlets. Hilda moved down and brought her nose into its folds and smelled a certain scent. A scent of hot, warm sex filled her skull! She had just been there down on the couch, and she wanted more! She re-moistened her finger and inserted it deep into his waiting ass. He moaned softly and his cock juiced more pre-cum onto his tummy as it lay rigid....ready. "Hilda", he shouted, "I am so horny now and I need to cum". Rex's head swam....he wanted this encounter to end. He felt....trapped! "Cum? You want to cum? You'll cum all right! But my way and to my personal liking!" Hilda snarled in a bit of rage brought on by her deep passion for Rex. She felt his resistance beginning to resurface...the spell was beginning to wear thin. Dropping his legs abruptly, she withdrew her finger from his muscular ass with a soft sucking sound and then hoisted herself up in a triumphant way above him. She gazed at down on him with lustful eyes...eyes of power...madness! His sleepy, drunk eyes grew wide and electric with a sudden strong fear she had not seen before. Her pussy roared within and craved her new found mate...his fearfulness moistened her cunt fully! "Please Hilda! Let me just cum! I am not ready for you this way! I am so confused from the drinks you gave me. I feel like I may pass out. I almost feel drugged. Just let me jack off for you. OK?" Rex pleaded as he gazed into Hilda's unblinking eyes. Hilda laughed fiendishly. Rex looked wildly around; he had become very afraid of any further sexual involvement with this woman...this bizarre and spiritually powerful woman. Her plump tits sagged downwards as she crawled forward along his naked form and he again begged, "Just let me recover. Who knows what things we could do another time, when I'm sober! Please!!!" "Who knows what things may still BE DONE to YOU tonight", Hilda said in a threatening tone as she reached his face. Rex felt Hilda's breath all over his sweaty face; she moved to his lips and let her mouth cover his fully. Her tongue lashed into his open mouth...sweeping and tasting. He knew she was in control! Hilda's hungry mature body now lay atop this slightly younger desirable man, her full MILF weight holding him down against the bed. She felt his raw manhood against her fleshy tummy. It was hot and all so exciting. Rex may be resisting...but his man-tool betrayed him....all male cocks did she mused with glee. She had not been with a man in so long. Her mind was a blur of red passion. He was helpless and far too drunk to stop her now! He was a perfect mature strong fit man but SO easy to control with her secret ways and deep, dark powers. No wonder men wanted his hot ass as much as women. He was and will always be... a great piece of ass Hilda thought as she opened wide and devoured him from a straddling position. Rex's manhood dove into her hungry nest with ferocity and ultimate potency. He pumped and she rode...hard...fast and without boundaries. Rex fought weakly but his hips seemed to thrust and buck upward as if not his own. When Hilda's strong pussy muscles contracted around his throbbing cock...she took him over...and he had no choice....please her...now! Hilda loved him fully that night. No mercy. Hours of passion, mostly her deep longings and long hidden cravings! She got from him what she desired, three nearly consecutive doses of his hot cum pulsating deep into her cavernous, long abandoned pussy. Rex felt with each catastrophic release of seed...a lessening...a draining. His soul seemed to be waning...Hilda drank in his seed as a vampire consumed blood. Her pussy feasted as if on fire, an unquenchable need for his man-cum! He moaned and begged her to stop but she made him obey and got him just where she required him. After each orgasm, Rex laid...breaths coming in gasps...feeling dazed...trapped! As soon as he began to recover in the now dark room, Hilda would test his manhood by stroking it and when he grew rigid in her fingers...she rode him again...harder...faster. At 3:15 AM, Rex found himself gazing at a small bedside clock. "Shit...shit!" He inwardly swore. His naked body lay numb on its side, facing the closed curtains of the window. His whole body ached, his head reeled. He felt sick...like throwing up! He hated hang-overs! Hilda had given him far too much to drink...and then...then taken advantage of him...fully! She had really crossed the line...and he had let her! He hated himself for all that had gone on. What had gone on....exactly? He really was not sure...his mind felt all muddled. That drink she served was really strong! He reached down and felt his limp cock, the foreskin was all drawn up and spent thick cum oozed from the folds of copious flesh. He had cum...a few times...more? He really did not know. And now he gazed sideways, Hilda lay nude...asleep. Her fat body looked ominous lying next to his trim muscular build on the large bed. What on earth was going to happen now? Did he have to continue this mistake...this affair? He felt he wanted to run...hide...flee. She was too weird...Collin, poor sweet Collin was right! He shook his head as the guilty feelings soon flooded his mind...making him want to retch. Yet, he felt connected to her....why? He really had no idea why he felt a bond. They had sex...only sex. Rex was convinced he could treat this as a one-off fling...a flight of lustful fancy. Hilda, he mused...would have to accept that! Rex slid off the bed, his bare feet touching the soft carpeted floor...he padded out, through the door...and down each step to the floor below. He had no desire to wake Hilda, he just wanted to leave. He recalled vaguely being stripped of his clothing in the sitting room. He tip-toed to a small lamp, switched it on....and took in the odd scene. Candles, all over...sat in melted pools of wax. The sickening sweet aroma still wafted in the air. Rex nearly spewed. He held fast and walked round...looking and finding his discarded clothing. He dressed...quietly...but nearly swore crossly...one of his favourite dress socks seemed to be gone. Damn, he whispered under his breath....damn! He had no desire for a post-sex meeting with Hilda...no way. He pushed on his loafers minus one sheer black sock...and stepped noiselessly to the front door; vanishing into the early morning darkness like a fleeting shadow. Much More to cum!!!!!!!!!