Date: Thu, 18 Oct 2018 14:05:42 +0000 (UTC) From: DOGG Subject: ghost story-3 GHOST STORY-3 Written by Eugene Marvin -aka- NPhillydogg@aol.com ___________________ >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>O<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< ELLINGSBERG, PA Now that Joe [the handyman I found] had showed me I had electricity, gas, and hot running water...I was able to draw myself a steaming hot bath, giving myself a thorough soaking in one of those old fashion [claw-foot] tubs [the kind you could really submerge your whole body in]! While relaxing I started to think about my earlier experience in the kitchen with Joe {last chp}, where we kissed and had some of the hottest sex I've had in a long time! I was perplexed that Joe was a well-seasoned dick-sucker...indicating that he'd likely been sucking dick for years...!...yet he seemed totally straight and so unlike the type to be so skilled at such a thing! Of course I understood that bisexuals existed and that many of them were probably good dick suckers [giving time and experience], but Joe didn't seem to fall in that category either, as he wasn't in an openly gay [city] environment where gay sex was widespread and prevalent, especially now that I knew he was married [and probably (likely) with children]...!...where would HE have found time to suck dick to such perfection [prison maybe]...? Hell I was totally gay since college and I still couldn't suck dick as well as HE could! I finished my bath and dried off, getting dressed for bed in my pajamas. I turned out the lights in the master bathroom, then plugged my headphones into my ears before lying down in bed under the covers. As I lay resting [trying to fall asleep], I started thinking about Joe again. Pulling my erection out from under the covers to masturbate, I re-lived the entire scene in the kitchen over in my mind, coming like crazy over my heaving chest and stomach, shooting all over my bare chest! Too tired to clean off, I finally drifted off to sleep, feeling sexually content [at the moment]. Later that night I stirred in my sleep, dreaming that Joe and I were making love in bed, with him fucking me so hard that I came buckets of cum all over my chest and stomach without touching myself! Joe smiled down at me, then bend down and started licking the spilled cum off of my chest! The feeling was so exotic and intense that I could almost actually FEEL the wet tongue licking me in my sleep! Another dream soon took over, as my college roommate and I [my first love] made love in our dorm room! We kissed and licked each other all over, exploring each other's bodies as we ventured in our first male/male encounters together, both of us green to same-sex encounters! The covers pulled down off out waists as our erections came into view! We wrapped out hands around each other's stiff dicks, jacking each other off until Kyle decided to experiment further by going DOWN on me! `ooohhh...' I moaned as his tongue started trailing down my body, getting closer to my dick, which he started to lick all over! I looked down and watched as he took me in his mouth and started nursing on me, it was the most erotic feeling of my life, as I watched him suddenly glance up at me [his eyes all dark with lust], then plunged his face down on my 8" dick fully, deep throating me in one take! `This isn't right...' I said, lifting on my elbows to watch him deep throat me! `...you said you never sucked dick before...!' I recalled [a conversation we had afterwards], but Kyle ignored me and kept sucking, making my dick feel wonderful as I fell back in bed and succumb to his expertise! Kyle and I met in college, and over the course of months developed a friendship and a liking that spilled over into our beds! Neither of us were sexually experienced with men when we met, so we experimented a lot with each other, becoming each other's `firsts' in a lot of ways! I could feel Kyle swallowing me to the root [something he was never able to do in college], burying his face in my pubes as he tightened his mouth and suctioned the shaft, trying to draw the cum out of me! `Oh fuck, Kyle...' I moaned, feeling myself getting close to coming! `...your mouth feels so fucking good man...' I confessed, feeling him picking up the pace as he started sucking me harder and faster! `...I don't know how much longer I can hold out!' I admitted, as he suddenly slipped a wet finger up my ass, massaging my prostate! `Urrhhh fuck...' I gasped, throwing my head back into the pillows! `...I'm gonna cum, man...' I panted, thrashing about in bed, feeling him holding me in his throat [milking my shaft] while massaging my prostate gland with his thrusting finger(s)! `...you're gonna make me cum...I'm gonna...uh...uhh...URRHHHHHHHHH...!!' I yelled, as the cum suddenly shot out of me, causing me to buck violently as I erupted down the back of my roommate's throat! `Oooohhh godddd that was good...!' I sighed, feeling instant relief as my body started to come down off its high...! `God has nothing to DO with this!' said Kyle, looking back up me with BLOOD pouring down off his half-blown face from a gunshot wound through the temple! "AHHHHH...!!" I screamed [in real life], jumping up out of my sleep to discover it was already MORNING and my bed sheets were on the floor, my pajama bottom were bunched down about my ankles, and my hard-on was still spasming as if having just orgasm, but there was NO cum to be found anywhere [not even the load I'd shot last night on my chest]! I sat up, sitting on the side of the bed, scratching the back of my head and muttering to myself `wow, what a dream!' >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>O<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< LATER Needing to burn off a little anxiety, I decided to go for a jog [something I hadn't done since college], keeping to the area, figuring I kill 2 birds with 1 stone by getting into better shape AND hopefully run into Joe! I knew he lived somewhere nearby in the woods, but I wasn't exactly sure where? I knew from watching the evening news [back home] that people had gotten killed walking up to a stranger's house and knocking on their door unexpectedly, so I wasn't about to be knocking on any doors looking for him! I jogged close to an hour, coming back home afterwards, all sweaty from my morning run...just to find Joe sitting outside on the front steps, waiting for me to return! "Hey..." I said, walking up to him [panting for a drink of water]! "Hi..." he responded, standing up as I approached [still dressed in the same overalls as when I first met him]! "...I knocked...no one answered!" he said. "I...went for a jog!" I said [not knowing what else to say]! "I see..." he said, glancing down at the ground before scratching the back of his head! "...I uh...I wanted to apologize for the way I ran off yesterday...!" he added! "I understand!" I said [wanting to make it easier on him]! "I know you're married...!" "Yeah..." he agreed, "...but...that's not WHY I left...!" he interjected! "Okay..." I said [intrigued], taking a seat on the front step! "...so why'd you leave...?" "I...I can't say...!" he said, clamming up [leaving me confused]! I couldn't help staring at him, recalling his tenderness in the kitchen, wanting to repeat it again right now! "Sure you can..." I encouraged, "...is it because of you're WIFE..." I insisted, "...because I'm used to DL men...I can WORK around that...!" I offered! "No..." he said, looking back at me with his soft brown eyes! "...its not that..." he said, without saying much else! "Then WHAT is it, then...?" I asked, jumping up from my seat! He looked at me as if the words were BURNING to come out of his mouth...! "I..." he said, as I braced myself for his answer! "...don't think I should come back again...!" he added, much to my surprise [and dismay]! "Why...?" I asked, feeling on the verge of tears [having come to like his company]! "I thought..." I hesitated, realizing I was starting to sound like a jilted lover! "...I thought..." I said, trying to compose myself...! "...I thought we were becoming...friends...?" "I want to..." said Joe [sounding sincere], "...I DO..., but I...I just CAN'T!" he concluded, walking off without saying another word! I watched him walk around the side of the house, disappearing in back, stepping out of my life [perhaps forever]! When I thought of staying here without his involvement, without seeing him again...I felt SAD! "JOE!" I called, chasing after him, spotting him heading off into the woods! I ran in his direction, hoping to catch up to him, to turn him around and let him know I'd accept whatever `friendship' he wanted [platonic or otherwise]! But as I ran into the woods, I lost him through the trees! I didn't see him anywhere, no matter where I looked! I ran down further, searching for the house he said he lived in with his wife [and possible kids]! But I couldn't find that either! "JOE?" I called out again, hearing nothing in return! "JOE...?!!" I yelled louder, hearing my voice echo through the woods [to no avail]! After losing Joe..., I walked back home and ran water for another bath, peeling off my sticky sweaty jogging clothes, tossing them casually on the floor as I climbed into the tub and slowly sank into the steaminess...!...letting the hot water soothe my aches and pains! Joe had been my ONLY `friend' since arriving in town...the only person I could depend on, the only person that understood this HOUSE! Without him I felt LOST again, alone in a big spooky house with no one to talk to! I put my headphone in, then started listening to some of my favorite slow-jams as I leaned back and relaxed, allowing myself to drift off. I couldn't have been asleep more than a few minutes...when something grabbed my feet and YANKED me under the water! I tried to get out of the tub, but HANDS were holding me down, keeping me submerged, making me run out of oxygen! `AHHH...!!' I screamed as I burst through the surface, coughing and choking as I climbed out of the tub and fell out onto the floor [coughing and hacking]! I woke up [again] in the bath tub, still wearing my headphones, but the water was ice cold, as if I'd been asleep for HOURS! Realizing I was just probably jumpy because of my earlier talk with Joe...I climbed out of the tub a shivering mess, grabbing a big towel to wrap around my body [for warmth] as I made my way into the bedroom to change into something to wear. After making myself a grilled cheese sandwich and tomato soup for lunch, I decided to take a quiet stroll around the property, wandering down to the boathouse at the edge of the lake! Like the house when I got here, it was padlocked from the outside with a heavy chain circling the handles! I peered in through the dirty windows but could barely see inside! I figured I'd take another look at it tomorrow when I bring the KEY down with me! On the way back up to the house, I noticed a police car parked outside! I got nervous for a moment [thinking something must've happened]..., but as I got closer I started to recognize the man in uniform...! "Hi Officer Riordan..." I called, walking up [shielding my hand over my eyes to block the sunlight so I could see him in the near distance]...! "...what brings YOU by...?" I asked! Riordan (6'1", 200lbs w/a muscular build, short blonde hair, clean square jaw with a slight blonde mustache) stayed seated in his patrol car...! "Just keeping my word...!" he said [having promised to drive by to keep an eye on me]! "How'r things? Still haven't heard any BUMPS in the night yet, have you...?" he joked! I walked up to the car and told him about the weird dreams and uneasy feelings I've had in the house, telling him I'm not prone to having nightmares and seeing things, I'm not particularly a `scary' person! I told Riordan that I couldn't be 100% SURE I saw anything, telling him it's more of a `feeling'! "Sounds kinda crazy, eh...?" I asked, as he got out of the car [leaning back against it] to listen better, occasionally staring up at the house as I talked! "No...not `crazy'..." he assured, making me feel a little better! "...but nothing you said points to a `haunting' either!" he added! "So YOU don't give any merit to the house being haunted at all...?" I asked, curiously! Riordan thought... "I can't say that I do...!" he said, thoughtfully! "But then I've NEVER actually been inside the house before...I've only seen it from the outside!" he revealed! "But...it seems UNLIKELY to me! I just don't believe in ghosts and evil spirits in the way SOME folks do! That's the stuff Stephan King novels are made of!" he jested! "Sounds like a typical overactive imagination...! I mean, you ARE in a strange house, one notorious for ghosts' sightings, in the middle of nowhere...! It's only natural to be scared and overwhelmed in a situation like this...!" he reasoned. When he noticed the worried look on my face, he continued...! "Maybe you shouldn't be out here alone...?" he suggested! "Why don't you invite a FRIEND to come stay with you while you're here...? Maybe having someone else around will help occupy your mind and keep you from thinking of these unnatural occurrences...?" "Oh, I'm not alone...!" I said, thinking of Joe! "um...well, I WASN'T alone..." I corrected, recalling how he'd just told me he couldn't come around anymore! "...there was a neighborhood handyman named: Joe, Joseph Danvers...! He'd stop by periodically to see if I needed any help around the house...! "HE helped me put in the light bulbs and told me to get GAS for the furnace...!" "Joe...?" questioned Riordan, pulling a notepad and pen from his uniform to jot down the name! "Yeah..." I answered, "...black guy, early 40's, MY height, weight, brown-skin, bushy hair, facial hair...! He said he lived over THERE..." I pointed through the woods, "...with his WIFE! He said he used to work here!" "hm..." sounded Riordan, thinking! "...he doesn't sound familiar...!" he said, skeptically! "I'll run his NAME through our station's computer base...! If he's living here in Ellingsberg County, I'll FIND him!" "I'm not looking to get anyone in trouble...!" I said [feeling as if I'd just sent the FUZZ on him], (lord knows what he may find hidden in the system)...! "Don't worry..." assured Riordan, "...his name doesn't sound familiar, which means he's probably NOT on our criminal radar!" he explained! "Problem is he doesn't sound familiar at all...!...which kind of worries me! I'll just check to see if an address pops up...? He doesn't even have to know you mentioned his name!" offered the officer, getting back into his cruiser. "You don't think Joe's dangerous, do you...?" I asked, concerned [after all, I'd had him all up IN that house], (IN my body)! "I doubt it..." said Riordan, clicking his seatbelt! "...most likely a drifter passing through, looking for odd jobs to fast money before moving on...! Only thing is you said he LIVES here...and used to work here at the house before...! Why would he LIE about that...?" asked the officer, looking at ME for an answer before putting on his driving shades...! "I'll contact you if I find anything!" "Thanks Officer...!" I said [suddenly feeling uneasy about JOE now]! "Don't worry about it..." said Riordan, putting his car in `drive'! "...I'll be in touch!" he advised, before slowly pulling off down the driveway, heading back to the main road! >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>O<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< It was still relatively early in the afternoon, so I decided to give the house a thorough looking over, to see what it might look like converted into a bed & breakfast...? I'd done some research into the idea before I left Philly, realizing a lot of B&B's close up within the first 2yrs of opening! It really depended on timing and location, with location being KEY! Was there anything `special' about Ellingsberg County that would make people WANT to drive and stay for longer than a day or two...? I did some research on the area as well, and discovered Ellingsberg was known for its great fishing! I wasn't particularly an fishing man, but I was sure there were plenty of people [families] that were! I could capitalize on the area's great fishing popularity, pitching my B&B for families to stay while trotting on the water! For the price it could cost to get this place in shape...betting all of my money on the county's popularity in fishing was a fool's bet! I'd lose my SHIRT [and I had so few as it was]! No, my BEST bet was to sell the land to the developers and RUN away with the money! After all, what did I care about keeping the house in the family...?...I didn't even know The Wadsworth's, they made SURE to keep MY family on the outskirts looking in! I decided to call the lawyers in the morning and tell them I was interested in listening to the offers! To celebrate, I popped some fresh popcorn, got a couple of beers out of the fridge, then got my cracked Tablet to pick a movie and lay back on the sofa to watch, celebrating my LAST night in Haunted Manor! Midway through the movie I fell asleep. In my DREAMS I found myself standing in the brightly lit house [back in its hay day]...!...in the kitchen peeling potatoes for the family meal that night! Other black servants were in the kitchen with me, one standing over the stove, another stocking ice blocks in the icebox [or refrigerator] to keep the food cool, and yet another servant was out in the dining room preparing the table [formally]! I was dressed in modern clothing of the time [wearing suspenders to hold my pants up], (as belts hadn't quite hit the fashion icons just yet)! Other servants wore long dresses and head scarves [like Aunt Jemima on the syrup bottles]! As I peeled potatoes I could FEEL someone staring at me from behind! I turned around to find the owner of the house: Henry Wadsworth (6'1", 200lbs, late 40's early 50's, dark blackish/gray wavy hair, thick blk mustache, stern frowning face), dressed elegantly in a suit, white starched shirt and a black bowtie...standing in the doorway STARING at me! Everyone in the room was aware of his presence, aware he was watching, but no one said anything to acknowledge him! I got the sense that he liked believing he was invisible, spying on the servants without them knowing! Once I was done with the potatoes, I carried the heavy pot over to the sink where the lady at the stove started to wash and cut them up to be cooked! One fell on the floor and rolled away. I chased it down, bending over to pick it up and noticed the master of the house suddenly grabbing his crotch as I bent over! `YOU, boy...' he said, pointing it ME with his black cane! `...come with me!' he said, as everyone in the room paused! The woman at the sink turned towards me and took the potato from my hand! `Do as he says...' she whispered, `...whatever he says!' she warned, before turning back to the sink to continue her task! Was that my great great grandmother...? –I wondered, as I followed MR. Wadsworth [my grandfather] into the basement! The cellar was dimly lit [even back then], as we descended the stairs and walked to the back of the house where there was a small room closed off from the rest of the basement! Inside was a small straw stuffed mattress, a wooden chair, and a small wood table with a tiny lantern on top! Mr. Wadsworth lit the lantern, then escorted me inside, closing the door behind us! He stared down at me with disdain in his eyes! I'd never felt so small and insignificant before in my life! He tapped his cane on the floor in front of him, but I didn't understand what that meant! He did it again, but I continued to look at him bewildered! Then he grabbed the cane by its long stemand HOOKED the metal handle about the back of my neck and physically YANKED me forward until I fell forth in front of him on my knees [coming face to face with his crotch]! I could SEE the bulge pressing out in his tweed slacks! I glanced back up at his face as he stared back down at me glaringly, DARING me to fuck this up! I reached up [timidly] and rubbed his crotch bulge, feeling his dick jerk to life underneath his zipper! He didn't say a word, so I knew I was on the right track! I reached up with both hands and started to unfasten his trousers, pulling down his zipper and reaching into his under garments to retrieve his fat white cock straining for freedom! It spilled out of his pants like a thick white whale [about 8.5 inches in length]! He stared at me intensely, silently begging for me to suck it! Even as a young boy I was somehow familiar with sucking dick! I leaned forward and let the uncut head graze over my lips, licking the tip before opening my mouth to let him in...! `Oooohh...' he moaned heavily, his eyes fluttering up in their sockets as he tilted his head back towards the ceiling...loving the way his cock felt in my oven hot mouth! I peeled back the foreskin then suckled the head, feeling it plump in my oral cavity! Mr. Wadsworth recovered quickly as he glared back down at me again, telling me to take `more' in my mouth! I looked up at him as I started to slide down further on his thick white shaft, wrapping my full pouty lips around the hard column! Henry's stern face softened a bit, watching me inch my dark lips further and further down his ivory dick! I continued until I started to GAG, pulling back to get some control...when the master suddenly [roughly] gripped my hair and pulled me forward on his dick until I had my face firmly planted in his hairy pubes...forcing his thick white cock into the back of my throat! `Oh yesss, Mable...' he said [calling me by my great-great grandmother's name]! `...swallow my cock you black WHORE...!' he growled, as I gagged on the end of his cock, his ramrod cutting off my breathing passages as I fought to get free, to breath again! He held my head pressed in his pubes, refusing to let me go for a full 30 to 40 seconds! When he finally let go I pulled back and fell OFF his cock, falling back on my butt, grasping my throat and panting for breath as I stared up at his rock-solid hardwood as it stood straight out from his tweed pants like a spit-slick pole! `Get back on this cock, woman!' he ordered, reaching back down to grab a fistful of my nappy hair, pulling me back up onto my knees before ramming his steely hard prick back in my mouth, spearing straight into the back of my throat! I choked and gagged again, which apparently got him off! He dropped his cane, then grabbed both sides of my head and started to face-fuck me rapidly...!...pulling my head back and forth on his thick dick, speeding it in and out of my open mouth and throat! I gagged and gargled profusely, choking on his thick stick as it pummeled my neck and throat like a battering ram, causing my neck to balloon obscenely as great gobs of spit and phlegm drooled out of the corners of my mouth, spilling down off my chin to soak the front of my shirt, causing my breasts to become transparent through the blouse! He face-fucked me for 20mins straight [loosening the bowtie around his collar], hammering at my throat as if he OWNED it, occasionally pulling me off his cock [holding my head prisoner in his hands] to SPIT into my face and open mouth, making me swallow his saliva before re-ramming his big cock back in mouth to face-fuck me some more! It didn't end until he suddenly rammed himself in balls-deep [his hairy spit-coated sac resting against my drooling chin], then dumped a thick heavy hot load of cum down the back of my sore aching throat! `ARRHHHHHHHHHHGG...!!' he cried aloud [uncaring if anyone upstairs could hear him in the tiny room underneath the kitchen], coming hard as his cock jerked and throbbed sorely in my throat! I could feel the heavy deluge of cum pouring down my esophagus, emptying into my stomach! Once he was finished dumping his load, he pushed me off his cock and tossed me onto the straw stuffed mattress! I was panting and crying, my throat fucked RAW and sore as he wrestling me face down and pushed the bottom of my ankle-length dress up over my back, exposing my brown bottom! `Yes...!' he grinned, staring down at my bare ass as he ran his large hands over my plump bottom! SLAP! went his hand, landing on my bare skin, causing me to YIPE out loud from the sharp sting of his blow! SLAP! he did again on the other cheeks, causing me to squirm as I tried to crawl away from the abuse...!...but he'd simply grab my dainty waist and PULL me back into place before hitting me some more: SLAP, SLAP, SLAP! I sobbed against the mattress, my ass cheeks on FIRE as the master suddenly stopped hitting me and started caressing my soft brown cheeks! Grabbing 2 hefty handfuls, he pulled my buttock in opposite direction, peeling apart the ass crack to get a good look at my asshole nestled in-between! `Oooohh...' he moaned, erotically! `...I just LOVE your beautiful cunt, Mable!' he said, before burying his face in my ass, eating my hole! `OH!' I gasped at the unexpected pleasure, feeling his warm wet tongue wash over my shitter! Except in Henry's eyes it was my vagina! He pulled my cheeks as far apart as he could, licking his tongue along the slightly haired ass crack, zeroing in on my hole which he started darting in and out of rapidly! I couldn't help but moan, loving the feeling of his tongue wedging into my shitter, making my asshole relax under the tender attack, causing it to flower open! `Geez your pussy tastes so good...!' he muttered between eats! `If I could, I'd LEAVE my wife for YOU...!...but you know that would never be allowed in these parts!' he added, slapping my ass again! Then he lifted up and started slapping the length of his dick between my ass cheeks [letting me KNOW what was coming my way]! I felt my asshole tingle in anticipation, becoming hungry for his dick! He aimed the head down against my anal entry, then pushed in solidly! `URRHHGG...!!' I grunted, feeling him force his way into me with one long slow stroke! He buried his dick inside me, then lay across my back and started GRINDING himself into me, sheathing his entire rod as he pulled the back of my blouse down and started kissing my back and shoulders passionately! I could feel his big dick inside me, stretching me, owning me...as he held himself in deep before fucking! He reached down and grasped my face in his hand, turning my head sideways as he leaned in over me to kiss me, sealing his thin chapped lips to my full soft lips, slithering his tongue into my mouth, making me taste myself! `UMMFF...!' I moaned in his mouth as he started to thrust into me! Henry pulled back with his hips, slowly withdrawing his thick white prick from my bowels before thrusting back into me and burying it all over again! He continued kissing me, stuffing his thick wet tongue in my mouth, making me suckle it as he lifted himself into pushup-position and started fucking me with a deep steady pace! I moaned harder and more often as his fuck thrusts increased! Soon I was unable to kiss him AND moan simultaneously, so I broke the kiss and opted to moan aloud, unable to hold it all in! Henry grabbed the back of my head and pushed my face down against the mattress, using it as a balancing board as he started to hammer his hips into me harder, driving his cock in deeper! `UHHG...UHHG...UHHG...UHHG...' I gasped and groaned as he fucked, my back arched to make the perfect target for his cock, as he speared be gut-deep with every stroke, claiming my entrails as his own! `YESSSSSSSSSS...' he sighed, loving the feel inside me! `...such a hot cunt...' he muttered, watching his cock slam in and out of me! `...I've trained this pussy well...' he whispered, as he pounded his pelvic bone into me, battering my innards roughly! `...trained it to take my cock like my WIFE never could...!" he added, treating me far less gentle than he does HER! I'd seen the master fuck his wife before...as I was summoned to their room to run her bath water! I knocked on the door and was told to enter...only to find the master on top of his misses, gently fucking her with the covers down about their legs while she lay moaning underneath him! I was mesmerized as I stopped in the doorway and stared, watching his ass hump into her! Her face was turned away from me, but HE was looking directly at me, his eyes roaming over my body while they fucked! I could feel a moistness between my legs as his eyes penetrated me! At that very moment he came, thrusting into her one last time before holding himself in deep and grunting softly! His eyes never left mine as he flooded her with his baby-batter! I came to my senses and dashed off into the bathroom to run the misses water! Henry pulled his big dick from my asshole and flipped me over onto my back! I could feel the long wool dress entangling itself about my waist as I rolled over! Henry ripped open his white shirt, then flung it into the chair before lifting my legs and shoving his cock back in my cunt! Facing me, he buried himself balls-deep...then resumed fucking as he picked up where he left off! I lay under him, legs up and parted on either side of his body as he lay overtop of me, thrusting into me, reclaiming what was HIS! I stared up into his usually angry looking face, to see pass the rough exterior to see the MAN hiding inside that just wanted to be loved! He alternated staring back into my eyes, and looking down to watch his cock disappear into my body! Occasionally he'd lean down to kiss me fully on the lips, burying his tongue into my mouth, making me moan into his cavity! `I love you, Mable...' he whispered between kisses, stuffing his tongue further into my mouth, practically choking me on his passion! I'd never heard him SAY that before...as I suddenly beamed, feeling more like his lover than his servant! Henry confessed to having watched me work about the house, preparing his meals, making his beds, cleaning his floors, and attending to his every whim under the watchful eye of his WIFE! He jacked-off thinking about me, picturing ME in place of his wife while making love to HER...!...having to bite his bottom lip until it bleed simply to keep from screaming MY name during their climaxes [knowing his wife could have me KILLED if she suspected we were fucking]! I reached up and caressed his face while we made love, returning the sentiments as I pulled him down on top of me and kissed him back! Henry picked up the pace, fucking harder, stronger, more passionate than ever as he suddenly rammed himself into me and came...! `ARRHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHGGGGG...!!!' he screamed as the cum flooded into my vagina, soaking and saturating everything in its path, impregnating me with what was sure to be my great grandmother! IN REALITY: I awakened on the sofa! It was morning [the sunlight gleaming through the windows, brightening up the house]! My Tablet was on the floor beside the sofa, and my clothes had been completely removed [I was naked], tossed about the room in various places! But the MOST disturbing realization was not only had I spermed myself [having cummed on myself]..., but my asshole was sore [as if I'd just been fucked real good] and leaking what felt like semen...! As I started to get up, I felt an strong ACHE inside my bowels, indicating that I'd been fucked deep and hard! AND my throat was sore, with the foul taste of someone's sperm in my mouth! WAS it a dream or reality...? ____________________________ This story writing by EUGENE MARVIN aka NPHILLYDOGG@aol.com ____________________________ To leave comments, questions, and/or suggests, write me at address above, or hit me up on Facebook for updates on what I'm currently working on. ____________________________ IF YOU ENJOYED THIS STORY [AND OTHERS LIKE IT], MAKE SURE YOU DONATE TO NIFTY THIS MONTH...! Dogg!