Tom got up off the bench, wiping the back of his hand against his mouth. His cock hard from Paula's sucking, which had also cleaned his crotch and balls. Debbie's eyes were riveted on him, his toned, sweat covered body, and his massive cock that looked ready to go again.
Paula pulled her t-shirt off, and quickly after that unhooked her bra, freeing her big, firm tits and hard, dark nipples. They shook as she undid and wriggled out of her jeans, showing her big ass and thick thighs. She shucked off her soaked panties, and stroked her dripping bush as she took Tom's place laying on the bench.
"Come here, Debbie," she said, gesturing. "I want to eat that pussy, too."
Debbie's eyes bulged and she walked over. Paula took her hand, smiling at her, and guided her. Debbie slowly straddled Paula's face, engulfing Paula is the steamy heat coming off of her cunt. Paula's hands stroked up the outside of Debbie's thighs and hips, stroking her stomach and ass as she kissed, licked and nibbled on Debbie's plump pussy lips.
Paula's hands pushed Debbie gently to move her head down. She didn't want to just eat pussy, she had some that desperately needed attention. Debbie's eyes widened at the sight of Paula's lush, trimmed bush and thick thighs, her huge tits and big, round ass. She lowered her face and gently kissed around Paula's pussy and her thighs. As she worked closer to Paula's aching pussy she saw Tom move into position between Paula's legs. His giant cock throbbed and moved toward Paula's pussy and Debbie's mouth, guided by Tom's hand.
Debbie kissed the licked his shaft as it pushed against Paula's bush and worked it's way between her lips. Debbie felt Paula's groans against her pussy as Tom fed his cock into her. He lifted Paula's legs, holding onto her calves, and he pumped into her. Debbie's lips moved as Tom's cock did, and she found her lips buried in Paula's bush, licking and seeking out Paula's clit. Meanwhile, her own pussy was being sucked and licked as Paula shook her mouth back and forth, then up and down her slit, sucking her clit, burying her tongue in her hole.
Debbie's hair danced over Tom's plunging cock. Tom looked down over her body, seeing
Tom pulled out of Paula to the sounds of wet suction. He lowered her legs, her cum dripping from his cock as Debbie moved her head to lick Paula's emptied cunt.
He walked around between Debbie's legs, as they bent and shook from the diligent and noisy pussy eating Paula was doing. Debbie's nice round ass tensed and eased, covered in a sheen of sweat, now massaged deeply by Paula's roving hands. Tom moved in and Debbie felt him between her thighs. Paula took her mouth from Debbie's smooth, cumming pussy, "Hi big guy," she said, greeting Tom's cock.
Tom guided his cock between Debbie's plump pussy lips, eliciting squeals from Debbie into Paula's wet muff. He frowned as he felt the tightness of her fuck hole, flexed his muscles and pushed in.
"Oh fuck," he grunted. "You're tight like Paula's fat ass." Paula and Debbie moaned from the words and sensations they felt.
Tom pushed deep and started a rhythmic pumping deep into Debbie's box. He watched her asshole move with every stroke in and out, her inner lips pulled out as he pulled out. He bit down on his lower lip, concentrating, forcing his cum to stay in his massive balls a little longer. The pain from his big bull balls smacking Paula repeatedly in the head helped him concentrate and keep from cumming, and helped push Debbie deeper into depths of orgasmic insanity. She screamed and convulsed, held fast by Tom's hands on her ass and Paula's hands holding her head down against her pussy. Tom pumped mercilessly, immune to the sounds of Debbie's screams of pleasure and only slowed now by the feeling of Debbie's pussy clenching hard on him.
"Aaaargh," Tom grunted. He couldn't hold on much longer. The cum boiled in his balls as Debbie's screams were continuous and high pitched, every muscle in her body tensed and clenching. He pulled out just as Debbie's screams went silent and her body limp, and he jerked his cock at Debbie's ass, her convulsing pussy and Paula's beautiful, cum covered face and open mouth. The cum shot out in rope after rope of thick, white cum into Paula's mouth, Debbie's gaping cunt hole, and her clenching asshole. Tom breathed hard, milking the last of his cum, now putting the head of his cock in Paula's mouth for another cleaning, his ball sweat dripping onto her forehead.
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Tom brought in a tray with tea for Paula and Debbie just as Susan let herself in and called out a hello.
"Oh good," an exhausted Paula said, sprawled in an arm chair. "You'll get to meet the other member of our harem, Susan."
Debbie smiled, looking to see Susan come in. She was amazed at how she felt - satisfied in ways she had never dreamed and luxuriating in being a complete fuck toy in a harem. This was not what she had expected.
"Hi Susan," Tom said, smiling and reaching out to hug her. He hadn't bothered to put on clothes after fucking Debbie and Paula senseless. "I just got some tea and snacks for Paula and Debbie, our newest friend here."
"Newest fuck toy," Paula said, smiling over at her. Debbie blushed, smiled and waved.
"What do you have for me?" Susan asked saucily.
"Why don't you get your clothes off and bend over here in front of me. I'd like to enjoy a nice, slow fuck while we get to know Debbie a bit more."
Susan took her long coat off, revealing that aside from the heels, thigh high stockings and pearls she had already stripped off her other clothes. She had sexy but tasteful makeup on, her light brown hair was beautifully coiffed, and she smelled of a bit of perfume, just barely detectable over the smell of fucking still lingering in the room. Her nipples were already hard.
"I was hoping you didn't just have tea and cookies for me," she said, standing in front of Tom.
"Turn around and hold onto your ankles," Tom told her. She smiled at the girls and bent, exposing her ass and bush covered pussy. Tom grunted hungrily, holding Susan's hips and eating her pussy, pushing his tongue in her, sucking her clit, probing her asshole with his tongue. He worked her until she trembled and he knew she'd fall over in a moment if he persisted.
"I think you're wet enough now. Here, take a cushion for your knees and your head, and bend over for me on the floor there," Tom said. She moved to do as he said, anxious to feel him fill her.
"So Debbie, tell us a bit about yourself," Tom said as he sunk his long, fat cock into Susan's pussy. She grunted hard into the pillow her face was against as he filled her more than any man should. Debbie's eyes were wide with amazement, watching inch after inch spread and sink into Debbie's hungry fur covered cunt.
Debbie felt herself getting wet and aroused, and was distracted, but talked as Tom listened dutifully to her as he pumped in and out of Susan. Susan was beating the ground under her, shaking her sweat glistening ass and grunting obscenely.
"Oh, this is so fucking good," Tom said. "Debbie, I'm sorry to interrupt, but why don't you come over here so you can eat my cum as it oozes out of Susan's cunt."
Debbie lit up at the invitation and gladly moved her naked, aroused body over to watch up close as Tom's huge cock stretched and filled Susan. She moved under Susan's spread legs, moving around Tom's so she could get her face close to where Tom's arm thick cock filled Susan, his huge, full balls slapping into the matted bush of her trembling pussy. Tom's grunts were continuous now, his body straining. Susan was screaming, holding onto her thighs with her hands, leaving her body supported by her head.
Debbie saw the cup of cum pulse from Tom's massive balls and contort his already super thick cock. Susan screamed even more as the cum fired into her electrified fuck hole. There was no room in there as it was, and Tom's pistoning only served to make it overflow out of Susan. Debbie eagerly licked and ate the cum, smacking her lips and making sounds of appreciation of the taste of Tom's seed.
Paula smiled contently, knowing what Tom's cum did to them, and knowing that Debbie's addition to the group would help to milk Tom's ever full balls.
Susan grunted a final, loud noise of satisfaction and dropped flat to the floor, plopping Tom's huge cock from the boiling cum bath of her sex. Debbie's eyes widened at the site of his cock and all that cum and she swallowed him, working to take as much of him in her mouth and throat as she could. She surprised herself with what she could achieve thanks to the effects Tom's cum had on her.
"I think we're going to have a little costume party to introduce you to Debbie's friends, Tom," Paula said, smiling. She stroked her well used bushy pussy, thinking about all the sluts Tom would have under his control in their harem.
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Susan grunted a final, loud noise of satisfaction and dropped flat to the floor, plopping Tom's huge cock from the boiling cum bath of her sex. Debbie's eyes widened at the site of his cock and all that cum and she swallowed him, working to take as much of him in her mouth and throat as she could. She surprised herself with what she could achieve thanks to the effects Tom's cum had on her.
"I think we're going to have a little costume party to introduce you to Debbie's friends, Tom," Paula said, smiling. She stroked her well used bushy pussy, thinking about all the sluts Tom would have under his control in their harem.
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Debbie's eyes watered as Tom held her head firmly, but lovingly, pumping his huge cock impossibly deep into her face. Her lips were swollen, her saliva pouring out over her chin. Her breathing through her nose was labored from her stimulation and from being choked by this pole of cock flesh. She was thankful he was force feeding her, because if she had been able to, she would have pulled away.
If Tom's own will had anything to do with how he used his harem, he wouldn't have been ramming his cock down Debbie's throat, but he had no more control over that then he had over the quantity of cum his big bull balls made, or the effect it had on the women there with him.
Debbie's hand squeezed tightly at the base of Tom's cock and his balls out of desperation, and just then she felt the pulsation of a heavy stream of cum traveling up the long, thick, hard cock and fire into her throat with the strength of an opened spigot. Her screams around his cock were as much out of relief as from the power of the cum itself over her.
Tom held her steady, feeding her cum straight into her belling, grunting with each throb of his cock, until finally he withdrew from Debbie's throat and mouth and released her head. She collapsed on top of Susan's sweaty back, both of them snoring contentedly.
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Debbie's three friends who had been at the convention were all invited, and the rest of the harem prepared for their visit, when they weren't being fucked senseless by Tom or trying to maintain at least their employment from their pre-Tom days.
Costumes, equipment, props and all the other required objects were collected, and the plan and script were carefully reviewed.
"We're going to tape this," Tom told the harem.
"Um..." Susan said, "is that a good idea? Are we going to trick these girls and you're basically going to rape them senseless?"
"Yes, that's exactly what we'll do," Tom said. "That's why it will make such a good video. And once they're filled with my cum their feelings about being tricked and fucked against their will will change."
"That's true," Susan said. "Debbie was brought here under false pretenses."
"And I'm very thankful I was," Debbie said. "Tom's right - you won't see better acting than what you'll see my friends do when what we're planning happens." She smiled, thinking about the terror and ecstasy they'd experience.
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Theresa, Laura and Kristin were pretty easy to convince. Debbie's excitement, despite her secretiveness, had a lot to do with it. Theresa probably helped, too. She hadn't forgotten about Debbie.
They were put up in Susan's apartment, and Paula's house was set up for the party. Debbie managed the guests.
She treated them to a relaxing spa treatment. Under different circumstances Tom would have massaged them like he did Paula, but there was something else in mind for the girls. Instead, after their warm, scented baths they were dressed in white cloth, like togas.They were excited about the little costume party they thought they were going to participate in, as Debbie drove them over to Paula's house.
Meanwhile, Paula and Susan got Tom ready.
"You're sure you want to do this, right?" Susan asked. "You're basically going to rape those three."
"I'm most certainly going to rape them, and scare them senseless. That terror will only build up inside them and they'll try to fight the pleasure they'll feel. It will make their orgasms and their submission even more intense," Tom said.
"And once they get Tom's cum in them they'll just be worried about pleasing him, not thinking of what he'll do as rape at all," Paula said.
"And you're sure you're OK with everything about this costume?" Susan asked, just as incredulous.
"Yes," Tom told them. "Did you double check all of the cameras?"
"Yes," Susan said. "Everything that happens in that room will be filmed from every angle."
"Ok, then get me ready," Tom said.
Susan took Tom's clothes off, trying desperately not to stroke him and go down on him, and not bend over and rub herself against him. Paula put the massive bull mask over his head, securing the cowhide flaps across his chest and back, the hidden belts strapped around his chest to keep the huge, horned head steady.
Susan got a piece of soft leather with a strap attached to it and hung it around Tom's waist, the flap hanging over his cock and balls just barely.
"Susan, lift that flap and suck his cock while I put the tail in," Paula said. Susan didn't need to be asked twice, and Tom always needed to unload a cup of cum. She held onto his thighs, moaning in delight as she sucked and licked, Tom's cock filling her mouth as her saliva coated her lips and chin.
Paula took a dildo meant to put pressure on a man's prostate gland in her hand. It had a thick, dark bull's tail attached to the back of it. She coated it with a huge amount of lube, rubbing it on the dildo to make sure it was coated entirely. She brought it up to Tom's exposed ass, while his attention was focused on Susan's deep sucking. She pressed it against his asshole, moving it around to lube up Tom's asshole and get him used to the feeling before slowly sliding it in. He grunted, and Susan moaned as his cock seemed to get even harder. Paula worked it in deeper until only the tail stuck out, and now Susan was blowing the minotaur, the body of a muscular man, with the head and tail, and maybe the cock and balls of a bull.
Tom got into character, grunting, and grabbing Susan's head like something part animal, his legs spread to make room for his monster cock and his big tail. The tail made his cock absolutely throb, feeling harder and thicker than ever.
Tom grabbed Susan roughly, pulling her to her feet, his cock popping out of her mouth to groans of confusion and frustration from her. Tom spun her around, pushing her over, and Susan's frustration turned to excitement. She reached out to brace herself, getting a hold of the wall just as Tom filled her from behind while he grunted loudly, beating his chest, then holding her roughly around the waist.
Tom and Susan had been too busy fucking to notice Paula had changed. Now they saw her walk into their field of vision. She wore a leather harness that looked like straps that went over her shoulders and down to her thighs, with straps joining them under and over her huge tits, across her belly, around her thighs and framing her wet, hairy pussy. Thigh high, tight books were the only other thing she wore, and they only accentuated her big hot muff and plump round ass. She held a cat-o-nine tails in one, smacking it into her other hand.
"I think I might like this," Paula said, coming over to where Tom was giving Susan the fucking of a lifetime. Susan held onto the wall while Tom grunted like an animal and banged into her. Paula pulled Susan's hair, making her look up while she put the cat-o-nine tails under her bent over form, smacking her tits and her inner thighs. "Take that cock, you slut!" Paula yelled at Susan.
Somehow Susan came harder than she had been, here knees growing weak. Tom held her up, fucking her like a rag doll until he exploded in her, pushing in deep to cum, the sloshing of their cum in her pussy overflowing out of her to soil his public hair and balls.
When Theresa. Laura and Kristin arrived the smell of sex was heavy in the air, Tom's cum stirring things in them that made them happy to be restrained to the wooden structure in the house that Tom and his harem had built. The girls wrists and ankles had padded restraints attached to them with chains coming off of them. Their legs were spread and bound touching eachother to loops at floor level. Their arms were lifted up, held together and looped through metal rings. A padded beam pushed against their stomachs, pushing their asses out as if they were bent over.
Paula came in looking at them defiantly, casually smacking the whip against one hand. Suddenly the hypnotic effects of Tom's cum seemed to dissipate and terror filled them. They looked around, eyes wide, hearts beating hard, calling out to their friend.
"Silence!" Paula called out, whipping the floor loudly. They froze. "You have bravely volunteered yourselves as sacrifices to the minotaur." They looked panicked and confused.
She backed up a little and the girls heads spun as they heard the angry, loud grunt of a beast. Tom, as the minotaur, walked into the room. The girls screamed at the site of Tom's muscular frame and the very real looking bull's head on his shoulders. He stood there making loud, violent sounding noises, banging his chest, making sure he had their attention, and then grabbing the leather flap covering him he ripped it off, letting his big, thick cock, hard with the anticipation of fucking these restrained women, and his big bull balls be seen by his sacrifices. His crotch as matted with cum, his body covered in sweat from the head of the bull head and his earlier fucking.
The girls were sobbing, struggling at their bonds, begging to be released. Paula came up behind each, undoing their togas and pulling them off, leaving them naked but for their sandals and hair adornments. She teased their backs and asses and the backs of their legs with the cat-o-nine-tails, accentuating their torment and anxiousness. She examined each, now picking up a bucket she had stowed to the side.
Theresa was tan and toned, a small part of her ass where a thong suit covered her when she sunbathed pale. Her firm, slim legs quivered, shaking her trimmed bush at Paula as she walked up behind her. Paula pushed a wide paintbrush like you'd use to paint a fence into the bucket of lube and slapped it up against Theresa's exposed crotch. She screeched in surprise and humliation.
Laura anxiously looked over her shoulder, trying to figure out what Paula had done to Theresa, and what she, presumably, was going to do to her. Laura's skin was pale, her thighs and ass thick and round. Her ass looked particularly big while she was bent over this way, as did her big tits hanging under her. Paula sloshed the paint brush in the bucket and applied copious quantities of it to Laura's smooth shaved pussy and ass. Lauara stood up on her tippy toes, trying to get away, making a sustained, high pitched noise.
Kristin, next in line to be lubed up, was shorter than the other girls, and she was fat. There's no way she would sunbathe wearing nothing but a thong like Theresa. Her ass and thighs showed cellulite. Paula used her whip in one hand to push Kristin's thighs apart as she slapped lube against her dark, thick pussy fur. Kristin had never been very comfortable with her body, and hadn't tried being with guys. Being stripped bare like this, spread and lubed so crudely, while it repelled her, also turned her on like crazy. She desperately tried to hide her excitement, while her nipples hardened, her breath quickened, her skin flushed and her pussy moistened beyond what the gobs of lube had done.
Kristin was no expert on cocks, to be sure, but she knew Tom's was massive. She would have thought he was just wearing a well done costume if it hadn't been for his body. He was so powerfully built, so toned, and his cock and balls, while all human, definitely looked like they took after a bull's. Her thighs quivered knowing that she'd feel that insane member deep in her before long.
Paula sauntered over to Tom the minotaur, her big ass swaying lewdly, highlighted by her boots and harness that went out of it's way to not conceal her. She placed the bucket at his feet, ignoring her chest beating and grunting. She put down her whip, kneeled in front of him, scooped up hand fulls of lube and jerked his cock and balls, making them shine like a throbbing, erotic statue cut from marble. She picked up her things and moved out of the way, and Tom slowly moved toward the terrified girls, their attention shifting from the minotaur head to his gigantic, ready cock. There was no mistaking what would happen. They were spread, nude and bent over. They and he were lubed up. They were going to get fucked by this mythologically massive pole of dick, their bodies and minds nothing more than support systems for the greased up fuck meat that had been sacrificed to the minotaur.
Tom walked behind the girls. They shook with fear, alternately looking over their shoulder to see what was happening and hanging their heads, trying to avoid seeing what was happening. They felt the heat coming from Tom, seemed to feel his breath from his bull nostrils. They smelled his sweat, his cock, his dirty crotch matted with cum. Unwillingly, they grew aroused, crying now not just from the betrayal of their friend from the betrayal of their own bodies. Being split in half by that impossibly big dick was terrifying, but wanting it was humiliating.
Tom moved up behind Laura, who was the middle of the three victims. Her big, pale ass stood out invitely, shaking with fear, her swollen, shaved pussy glistening. He grunted, holding his cock at it's base and slapped her ass and thighs with it. Laura sobbed, crying, "No, no, no, don't," she begged, now standing on her tippy toes, trying to get away. Tom put his cock between her spread legs and slapped upward against her pussy, the lube loudly splattering. He manipulated his cock between her lips, then slapping her ass again. He watched her ass tense, trying to close her holes from him. He put the head of his cock between her lips, and stood there as she wiggled, struggling, repeating her pleas of no, no, don't, even while her bouncing and shaking started arousing her.
Tom stood still, not putting his cock in her further, now reaching his hands up to caress that big ass, accentuated by her slim waist. His hands went down her hips to her thighs and back again. His grunts were softer now, appreciative. Laura made no effort to stop wiggling, though now they both knew she was making no attempt to stop the inevitable or dislodge his cock. To save herself from being thought of as a complete whore by her friends, whose thighs she could feel against her own they were bound so close together, she protested, even while she moved her body back as much as it would go, slowing forcing her body to take Tom's nearly fist sized cock head into her.
"Oh fuck, no, no," she cried, pushing back, "you bastard...uh...uh..don't...oh..oh...fuck...don't put that... oh God, oh God.... that massive... massive, of fuck that beautiful cock"
Tom smiled underneath the mask, teasing her with his length. She strained against her restraints to be able to push back more.
"Oh please, put that bull dick in me," Laura cried, her body desperately trying to take Tom's mythologically massive cock in her. Her pussy throbbed, stretched open, strained around him. Tom inched forward, allowing her a bit more dick, teasing her agonizingly, making her humiliate herself and beg to be raped by this animal.
Kristin and Theresa were overwhelmed with confusion and arousal and fear. Their own secret desires to be taken and used by this beast now felt like they could be admitted to, owned and articulated. They needn't have fear of dropping all pretenses of being respectable. They were strapped thigh to thigh, ready to be used for fucking, and they wanted it. As they grew to accept what they felt they felt Tom's hands as he placed one on each of them, his thumb between their ass cheeks against their assholes, his fingers between their legs working their pussies, sliding between their lips, forcing themselves inside them. He grunted, fucking all three at first, reveling in the control he was exercising of his own desire and the control over the pleasure of these three. They were being taken to new heights of pleasure, unrestrained by their senses of decorum, unrestricted by the size of cocks or a man's ability to pleasure a woman as long as we necessary.
Tom slowly moved forward, Laura bouncing her round ass against as much of his thick cock as she could get access to. She panted and moaned, sweat pouring down off her swinging breasts and her thick thighs. Tom slipped three fingers in Theresa and Kristin, readying them for the fucking they'd get in good time, the fucking they craved now. They wiggled against his hands, crying out now, too, urging him on with obscenities and begging.
Kristin's whole body seemed to tingle and throb, her nipples feeling like they'd burst from her body. She saw Paula watching their nude, excited bodies, their humiliation and degradation at the hands of their own overwhelming desires. Kristin humped back, eager to feel Tom stretch her fur covered fat pussy. His fingers sloshed in her, coming out to rub her lips and clit, then plunging back in her. His thumb pushed roughly against her asshole, swirling lube around it, hinting terrifyingly that his hunger might stretch beyond just fucking all three of them senseless in their pussies, but that he might also want to take their asses.
"Oh fuck, you fucking monster," Theresa moaned, humping Tom's hand. "Give me that giant cock...oh... you...oh...fucking animal," she begged.
Kristin's pussy tingled with stimulation, seeming to levitate her whole body. She tried to somehow mentally resist was he did to her ass, knowing that having his giant cock push into her, with her cellulite covered fat ass cheeks spread, would hurt and humiliate her more. But he stimulated her none the less, ignoring any sense of what they wanted. The only indication they had that he knew what they wanted was when he teased them with what he did to them and denied them and made them beg to be used.
Tom finally sank all of his cock into Laura. She was off of her toes, crouching, trying to push back as much as she could, filled to the neck it felt with his hot meat. A fire erupted in her guts, waves of cum lava boiling out of her, screams now of painfully intense pleasure, and she convulsed, wanting this fucking to never end.
Tom slowly drew his cock from her, knowing what she was feeling, smiling at the desperate need he had made in Laura, his latest sex slave, betrayed by her friend.
His cock now free of Laura's penetrated center, dripping with the ooze of her cum, he methodically moved to stand behind Kristin. His hands had left their pussies, and they ached to be used more.
Tom grabbed Kristin's textured ass, squeezing it roughly, spreading her, and letting his cock rest against the jungle of her pubic hair. Holding her spread he pushed into her. Her eyes bulged, she gasped for breath, and she squeezed her restrained hands together above her, as she felt the first cock in a long, long time inside of her, feeling like a bus going into her, feeling like she was being completely possessed.
Once in her to his balls, her pussy split open around him and clenching him, Tom moved his hands up and around her to squeeze her big chest roughly, to grind her nipples. The sensations were overwhelming to her. She had never felt anything close to this, and Tom was barely doing anything. He moved his hands back to hold the top of her ass just below her hips, and he began to pump into her, pulling nearly all the way out and slamming every inch back into her. Shock waves flowed against Kristin's fat thighs and ass. Her tits shook, and her tear and sweat wetted hair shook. Tom reached a hand up and grabbed her hair, pulling it back, keeping one hand on her ass, as he pummeled her with his long, thick member.
She wept and screamed from pain and pleasure, gasping for breath and wishing she could take a breath as she also wished he would never slow down. Her orgasms seemed to overlap, the sensation now too much to tolerate. If she could form a word she might beg him to stop, or beg him to fuck her more. But she knew she couldn't form a word, and animal that he was, wether truly, or just in spirit, that he wouldn't listen to her desires, but only to his own.
Kristin fell limp, really only minutes after she had been penetrated, but to Laura, who ached for his cock, it seemed like hours, and for Theresa, who hadn't been fucked yet, like years.
"Oh please, fuck me," Laura begged as Tom noisily withdrew from the vise of Kristin's soaked, previously barely fucked pussy. The wet, sucking sounds of her tight pussy around their cum and lubed up genitals made it clear to them that Tom was moving on. There was no sense of jealousy in any of them. They felt no ownership of Tom, only a desperate need to be used by him, and to satisfy him.
Tom slapped Laura's ass with his cum marinated cock and put a hand on her, as he had done to Kristin and Theresa before.
"Ahhh," Laura moaned in some relief as Tom slide four of his fingers into her and worked her asshole.
"Oh fuck," Theresa said, almost begging,"please take me. Please own my pussy."
Tom looked at her firm, tight little ass. The tan line of the obscene bathing suit she wore in public, teasing men, highlighting her fuck holes for him. Between those tan, smooth legs her trimmed pussy throbbed and dripped, stimulated before but not satisfied.
Tom moved his cock into place with his hand and let his cock drop against Theresa's ass crack. He started moving backward slightly, allowing his cock to slide down as Theresa screamed out in a high pitched "AHHHH!!!!" as she felt his wet cock get in place.
When his cock moved down past her asshole he moved forward slightly and his cockhead, big and wet like a lubed up bat, found it's way between Theresa's lips. "Oh yeah, oh yeah, take me," she moaned. He held her slim waist, admiring her perfect little tanned ass as he moved forward between her legs, moving side to side to work his cock into her.
"Uhhh.... uhhh.... oh yes, oh yes. Oh you own that pussy, oh yeah. Take it all with your big animal cock," Theresa moaned.
Paula, her pussy dripping from the show she'd watched her harem master Tom put on, walked up Theresa. She caressed Theresa's tits and stomach and inner thighs and stuffed pussy with the cat-o-nine tails, eliciting moans and high pitched cries of delight.
"You like being fucked by our master, don't you, slut?" She asked the delirious Theresa.
"Yes, yes, oh fuck yes," Theresa said to Paula, to Tom, to herself.
"Take that monster cock," Paula said, swinging the whip upward against Theresa's pussy, the straps hitting Tom's balls. They grunted, the sensation of the contact making their pleasure even more intense. "Feel it own you. Let the cum take your mind."
"Of fuck, yes!!!" Theresa said, bouncing on Tom's cock as much as she could. Her pussy throbbed and contracted on Tom's well used cock, which felt like it had shoved her organs out of the way to make room for more pleasure craving nerve endings deep in her.
Tom grunted, holding her tight, pumping unrelentingly into her. His sweat poured off of him, now dripping onto her ass and pouring between her cheeks. He could see his cock spreading her, her inner lips holding tight to him. He heard his big balls slap up against her clit and lips.
Paula stroked them as she walked alongside them. She slid her hand down Tom's ass, under him, to caress behind his balls, where the pressure from the prostate dildo was most intense. She could feel the tension and heat and sweat and cum boiling up.
Tom's cock was so hard and throbbing it felt like it. would burst in Theresa. Tom grunted wildly, swinging his head, pumping deep. "Aaaaaahhhh," he cried out as he spurt into Theresa, her grunts and moans changing to a high pitched scream of passion as she felt the cum fill her pussy and her mind.
Tom pumped his seed into her, then pulled out and entered Laura and then Kristin to pump some of his impossibly full load into them, too. Paula scooped the dripping mess of cum from Theresa's sore, over used cunt and fed it lovingly to the three of them, who eagerly licked it from her fingers.
The cum seeped into them like a drug, sealing their fates, as it focused their minds and their pussies on Tom.
Susan and Debbie came out, dressed like Paula, their pussies and asses and breasts on display. They took off the restraints from the girls, and carried Kristin over to put her on a couch.
They sat Theresa down in an arm chair, her sweat and cum soaking into the fabric as she melted into it's softness, exhausted from the ecstasy of being used.
Tom stood in front of Laura. She watched him hungrily. She saw him slip his hands under the beastly mask that covered the top of his chest, and soon she saw him lift the mask off of himself. Here eyes bulged as she saw him shake his head, his perspired soaked hair swinging and spraying. He breathed deeply, head thrown back, his eyes now coming to rest on Laura. He smiled at her, grabbing the base of his cock as he looked at her, and as Paula eased the tail from his ass.
"You're...you're human," Laura said, smiling, almost crying from relief. She had committed herself, every fiber of herself, to this hideous beast, this image of unloving, brutal fucking personified, only to find a handsome man underneath the head. Her eyes moved from his face, down his muscular, sweat covered chest, to his huge cock. That didn't change from being something out of myths, and in fact, only seemed to allude back to them again as it grew and hardened.
He walked toward her, smiling, now reaching out to grab her head and force his lips against hers. They kissed hard and deep, their breathing strained as they struggled for the same air. Tom felt Laura's full chest bounce up against him, her pink nipples hardened against his firm chest. She moved her lower body to press against him, moaning in his mouth as she felt his cock pressed up against her soft belly. Her pussy trembled from her thoughts and the feel of him against her, and then from his hand that slide between her, squeezing her lips together, then sliding between them.
She gasped, her cum being milked from her, and she took his cock in her hand to try to return the pleasure.
Tom moved backwards, leading Laura along, until there was a chaise lounge against his calves. He sat down slowly, looking up into Laura's hungry brown eyes, her wavy blond hair framing her face. "Come, sit down on my cock," he said to her. Somehow it seemed an amazingly loving thing to say. Laura straddled Tom, never letting go of his cock, which she stroked from base to tip. She pointed his cock at her aching hole and moved down on it, looking up from it over her heaving breasts to his face, staring into his eyes as she drove him into her, deeper, deeper, impossibly deeper.
She shivered and wept when her lips pressed down against his hairy crotch. He held her big, round, pale ass in his hands, pulling her close to him until her big tits pushed into his face. He humped up at her, while he massaged her ass and sucked and licked her tits. She smiled, and laughed between gasps and moans, overwhelmed with joy at being owned not by an animal, but by a man.
Her long eyelashes fluttered, her plump, red lips squeezing into a little O as she moaned, full of her lover's cock. "Oooh, oooh, oooh," she moaned, the electrical sensations, the tickling feeling, the ice cube sliding down her spine feelings raising her up on clouds ever so gently and her entire being splashing down as pleasure filled her, making her thighs quake. His cock possessed her, seemingly bulging out her belly it rested so deep in her.
Her lower back pulled in, accentuating the round plumpness of her gorgeous pale white ass. Tom caressed her and massaged her back and thighs and hips and ass as he pumped into her, licking and sucking all over her tits. This was a prize bitch to add to his harem, and she deserved a fucking to remember. He would fuck her so deeply she wouldn't be able to walk or speak afterward.
What had started as group rape had transformed, without any acknowledgement, into adoration and addiction - and that to the monster, only to have joy overwhelmed when it turned out to be a man.
"That's it, Laura," Theresa called over from the chair where she sat slumped, stroking her trimmed, pale pussy surrounded by deep tan. "Give him a good fucking. Take all that cock," she encouraged.
Laura grunted, turned on by having an audience.
Tom held her ass and stood. She wrapped her legs around him, kissing him, her breath labored from the constant cumming. Tom began bouncing her, backing his crotch up and hammering into her. His lips moved from hers back to her tits, which shook now in his face. He licked and sucked between them, then took each of her nipples in his mouth in turn, sucking on them hard, then even chewing on them.
HIs hands dug into her thighs and ass, her legs spread around him. Her pussy sucked tightly to him, only a fraction of his length coming out of her and going back up, yet even that fraction was inches, and the sensation caused them both to moan in anticipation.
Laura loosened her grip on Tom, put her arms on his shoulders, and used him to propel herself up and down on his cock. Her eyes rolled up into her head, her joy hung slack, and her big tits shook. Her stomach and inner thighs and asshole all felt like a thousand feathers were tickling at them, like they were trying to fan the blaze between her legs.
Her orgasm built and built, feeling like thunder in her ears, and she screamed, trying to pulll her pussy off of him, but finding no relief. She tried letting go of his shoulders, willing to fall onto the floor to escape the mind bending pleasure that was too much for her to control. A look of terror mingled with her pleasure as she felt her arms and legs turn to jelly and convulse, and now she felt a huge, powerful surge of pleasure shoot down her spine into her pussy as she came like she had never cum before. The urge to get off of Tom was tremendous, and looking between them she saw cum spurting and sloshing from her.
"Ah ah ah!! FUCK!!!!!" she screamed as she squirted, her body trying to find a place for all of that cum.
Tom fucked her as he wanted to, hard and fast, without consideration for her unbearable pleasure. He grunted from the effort and in appreciation of the gobs of cum that splashed from Laura, her stomach muscles and asshole tensing and releasing.
The cum ran down off of his crotch and over his balls, down his thighs and onto the floor below them. Laura cried, clawing at Tom's shoulders, then pulling him close to try to slow the sensations against her breast and stomach. Her entire body felt like a clit now, even the slightest breeze stimulating her.
Tom lifted Laura from his cock, holding her close against him, relieving her from the torture of the pleasure he gave her. She sighed, squeezing against him, loving the feeling of him against her face, her neck, her breasts and stomach and pussy and thighs.
He sat her down on the chaise lounge, moving her up so she could rest her head.
Debbie was there putting a glass of water to her lips, then patting a wet washcloth against her, relaxing her, calming her.
Tom guided Debbie away by her shoulder, and Laura saw Tom moving up toward her face, his still hard cock at eye level. "Open those beautiful lips. It's time for you to suck this cock," Tom said, guiding his cock between her plump, red lips, her wide eyes looking up to him.
He stroked her cheek, his fingers moving through her hair across her ear as he slid his cock into her mouth and out. Her hands came up, not to prevent his length from entering her aural fuck hole, or to be a substitute, but to stroke his crotch, his balls, his hips and stomach and thighs, her nails brushing him alternating with her soft hands.
Tom grunted as he worked Laura's mouth, now pushing deeper, his cum having transformed her, allowing her to loosen her throat and accomodate him, though her eyes bulged and her nose flaired.
"Ohhh, that's fucking good," Tom said, stroking down her throat, then back up to just her lips as she licked and sucked and deep throated the massive cock that had grown filthy with cum in her cunt and her friends cunts.
Laura's eyes closed, her hands holding Tom's waist, as she felt his body tense, his body hair stand on edge, and his balls quake. His cock pulsed and throbbed, and shot after shot of thick white cum shot into Laura's throat and mouth. She felt wet heat lick her ass and clit and up her wet thighs and over her nipples as she came, feeling Tom fill her with his cum. She sucked, groaning, trying to swallow all she could, the cum pouring out down her chin and from the sides of her mouth.
She felt Theresa wrap an arm around her as she leaned her head in to lick the overflowing cum from Laura's mouth. They looked in each other's eyes, happy beyond belief as Tom pumped and milked his cock into Laura's mouth. His one hand now stroked Theresa's hair, and they both felt more real, more loved, more alive then they ever had before.
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Lacey felt like she was going crazy. It had been days since she had seen Tom - days that felt like years. All she could think about was wanting to care for Tom and his needs, and how she could meet those needs, the needs of his freakishly big cock and huge balls, with her lips, her mouth, her hands, her thighs, her pussy, her ass and all of her desire and imagination.
Drs. Spencer and Williams and their little experiment of putting Lacey in Tom's living quarters, knowing his continuous pheromone release would turn Lacey into Tom's slut, had motivated the hospital to end their secret medical research on Tom and get him out of their care as soon as they could. What they were doing was fairly crazy and certainly unethical as it was.
Some things had been learned. Clearly, the pheromones Tom produced worked. Really well. The researchers also figured out that they were focused - Lacey had not become a complete slut looking for any release. She just wanted Tom. From Lacey's behavior and observations of the cum samples Tom had left all over Lacey's sore pussy researchers also were surprised by what they learned. From what the researchers could tell, the efficacy of the pheromones, released through Tom's perspiration, wore off eventually. That was good. The thing they didn't expect to see was Lacey's persistent obsession. That's to say, the crazed attraction Lacey experienced didn't go away. Delivered through his cum, it must have bonded with Lacey at a molecular level, and her own body was reproducing the addiction within her own system. Lacey couldn't take her thoughts off of Tom, but had no interest in anything researchers tried to put in her path - vibrators, friendly porn stars, etc.
This was good news and bad. Powerful pheromones that wore off eventually was fantastic. Ideally, the ability to produce those pheromones would wear off, too. It was great that it worked, but no drug company wanted to make a drug that did everything it was supposed to do on the first dose. You wanted a medicine that people would take daily forever. The fact that Tom's cum made women permanently obsessed with him was so good it was bad. They wanted the benefits to only last a short period of time.
The drug was also supposed to make men objectively, as well as subjectively (via pheremones) attractive, and sexual super heroes. Their bodies would handle muscular development and the processing of nutrients differently, making them have amazingly defined bodies without exercise, and reprogramming DNA to alter characteristics of the reproductive system - in plain English, people taking the drug would have bodies like they worked out 6 hours a day and ate nothing but protein, and they'd have a massive cock and huge balls that just never seem to run out of cum. The question now was, how long would the drug, as it had been given to Tom, last?
Now that the researchers had figured out what they could from Lacey, it was time to get back in contact with Tom and check on his condition. The only way to keep the project secret and continue to be able to get samples was to use Lacey again. She had no idea that what she had been subjected to was unethical. Actually, she just wanted more, and she was shameless about it. She would have been a liability if she had been thinking straight, and wouldn't have been as useful if she could see what was actually happening to her. Confident in their ability to control Lacey, the researchers gave her Tom's address and sent her off in a cab to make a surprise visit, with plans to reconvene for an update.
Lacey was obsessed with getting to see Tom, but she managed to delay the moment in favor of putting on something to wear that would please him more than the conservative outfit she wore to work. Shopping for outfits that might please Tom had been something Lacey did to try to keep from going crazy on her nights off while the researchers kept her from him and they filled her days with studies on how wet and stimulated she'd get from talking about Tom, or seeing porn or being "massaged" between her thighs. They could, and had, vibrated her exposed thighs and sweet, trimmed bush covered pussy as if they had been using a jack hammer, but no amount of vibrations or lubricated penetrations would get as much response from her as having her reminisce about being told by Tom to suck his cock, or being plowed into by him.
Lacey stopped by her apartment to do a quick change, and she jumped back into her car, with her make up to apply at stop lights, before the car had had the chance to cool. She wore thigh high leather boots over stockings that stopped just above them, and a tight, blue miniskirt that ended just above that. The miniskirt was tight and smooth and it was so low cut at her chest that she couldn't wear a bra with it, and it seemed like her hard nipples were the only thing keeping it up, particularly when she bounced her big, full tits as she hurried back into her car. She followed her phones GPS directions, taking advantage of stop lights to put on thick makeup to make her full, red lips bigger redder, to accentuate her cheeks, and make her eyes dark, with matching blue eye shadow. Had she been walking she would have been mistaken for a prostitute, but of course she wasn't. Her pussy wasn't for sale, and if it had been, it wouldn't have been by her. She didn't own it. It was Tom's. And it was getting wetter by the minute as she anticipated seeing him.
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"Congratulations, ladies," Susan said, walking into the room, "you're all porn stars now."
Tom and the 5 other members of his harem looked up to see what Susan was talking about.
"Sacrifice to the Minotaur is selling like crazy," Susan continued, looking at some print outs through her black rimmed glasses, looking quite professional, except for the fact that all that she wore other than the glasses was black heels.
"That's it, you're doing great," Tom softly said, encouragingly stroking Kristin's head as she intently sucked at his cock. She was pretty inexperienced, and nervous that she wan't able to pleasure Tom as much as the others, and he was being extra loving to her, using her and letting her know the pleasure he got from her body.
All the harem members lounged around Tom wearing little, looking aroused, and ready to satisfy him at his request.
"It's a hit across different markets," Susan continued. "Fans of rape, hairy pussies, fat women, giant cocks, costume dramas, all of it. We're making a lot from this. They want more." Susan wanted more, too. Finished with her report she stood before Tom and the harem, staring as Tom's cock was sucked and stroked.
Tom had been watching Susan, and saw her need, and smiled.
"Good job, Kristin," Tom said, gently lifting her head from his cock. "Why don't you take a break now. I want to talk to Susan a bit." Kristin got up, frustrated that she didn't get Tom to cum, but obedient to his wishes. Her pussy was soaked and her chest heaved. She had never felt so sexually hungry as she had since meeting Tom.
"Come here, Susan," Tom said. "Sit down on me, facing me, so we can talk more."
Susan looked down at Tom's crotch, his giant, swollen, saliva slickened cock, and she hurriedly moved up to straddle him and sink down on it. As her dark hair covered pussy was stretched and filled and she sunk down on him she moaned, holding her tingling tits, her asshole also buzzing from the sensations sweeping over her.
"That's great," Tom said, joking by making light of what they were feeling. "You comfortable with my cock stuffed up in that sweet pussy, Susan?"
"Oh yes," she said, arching her back, throwing her light brown hair from side to side. She tried riding him, but could barely move an inch.
"Debbie, come talk with us," Tom said, patting the couch next to him as Susan forced her tight pussy to slide up and down on Tom's thick cock.
Debbie smiled, happy to be spoken to by Tom, and got up to come close to Tom. She curled up right next to him, pressing her naked, curvaceous body against him.
"Oh, Susan, your pussy feels fantastic," Tom said. "Let's talk about our video making a bit together," he said, wrapping an arm around Debbie's bare waist.
"OK," Susan said, panting, her cum oozing out of her filled pussy, her sweat covered breasts shaking. "Are we going to do another?"
Debbie pressed her big tits against Tom's arm, pulling in close to him, reaching her hand out to rest in Tom's public hair, close to the point where Tom and Susan were joined. "I have an idea," Debbie said.
"And I want to hear all about it," Tom said, kissing Debbie, moving his arm down to squeeze her round ass.
"Hmmm," Debbie moaned at his touch, "I think we should continue the ancient history/mythology theme. This time, we make our version of the brazen bull."
"What's that?" Tom asked, working his hand under Debbie's big round ass to play with her wet pussy. She lifted up, giving him access.
"It was a crazy torture device, made of bronze or something, that looked like a huge cow. People were put inside, attached to some sort of trumpet, and a fire was set underneath it. Except what I'm thinking is we make it so one of us is strapped inside with our ass against an opening at the backend of the cow-"
"Like a glory hole?" Tom asked.
"Yes, exactly," Debbie said. "And we just have half the cow built so we can film what's happening inside. From one angle, it would look like you, the Minotaur, is fucking a giant brass cow. But close up, and the the camera will see the pussy and ass of one of us getting your cock. Look at the other side of the bull, and it's cut away, so you'd see us restrained in there."
"That's fucking hot," Susan said, trembling, sweating, cumming. "Tom's a huge cocked monster, fucking a big animal statue," she continued, aroused by her own obscenities, as well as the huge, hard cock she was riding.
"I have an idea," Paula said, strutting over, her huge tits shaking. "Have the one strapped in getting fucked with her face in the pussy of whoever got fucked last, she's strapped into place, too, and she has the trumpet thing in her mouth. We eat your cum out of each other."
"Perfect," Tom said, fingering Debbie noisily. "I want the first pussy in there, that we see most with the camera, to be yours, Debbie. Your pussy is so fucking hot," he said, his fingers slipping in and out of the self same fuck hole.
Tom and Debbie kissed, Tom fingering Debbie's plump, smooth pussy.
"Stand up and put that pussy in my face," Tom said to Debbie.
Debbie stood, spreading her legs, the scent of her soaked pussy wafting out into Tom and Susan's faces. She stepped between Tom and Susan and moved up closer to Tom. Tom slid his hands up Debbie's legs to her full, round ass, grabbing it, pulling her plump, slick, smooth pussy to his mouth. Debbie moaned the instant Tom's face and tongue came in contact with her. He squeezed her ass as his lips and tongue explored and slurped at her pussy, her legs shaking. Susan put her hands on Debbie's hips, moved closer and blew against Debbie's exposed butt hole.
"Oh, fuck," Debbie said at the double contact, and she squirmed, pushing her pussy into Tom's mouth.
Susan kissed and nibbled at Debbie's gorgeous ass as she rose up and slammed herself down on Tom, now able to really ride Tom. Tom continued to squeeze Debbie's ass, spreading her big cheeks, giving Susan access to her asshole. Susan's pussy was now soaked and oozing cum, making a loud, wet, sucking sound as she rose up and slammed down. Susan started cumming again, losing count of how many orgasms she had had. She slammed her face between Debbie's cheeks, flicking her tongue wildly against Debbie's tight asshole. The women both came, convulsing, screaming, moaning. Susan seemed to fall into Debbie, trembling.
Tom pulled his mouth from Debbie's pussy, his mouth covered with her wetness. "Let's let Susan lay down and rest," Tom said. Debbie moved away from Tom's mouth, then she and Paula moved the trembling, catatonic Susan over to rest on the couch.
Just then, the door bell rang.
Laura went to see who it was, naked like the rest. She opened the door a crack and stuck her head over to talk to whoever it was. Everyone watched her thick, round thighs and ass and wavy blond hair as she talked with whoever was there. Laura left the door slightly ajar, turned and said "Tom? It's for you," and she opened the door.
Lacey inhaled the smell of Tom's pheromones and the thick smell of all the fucking that had been going on as the door swung open. The smell of the cum and sweat thick in the air, and her eyes fell on Tom, sitting there, his giant, hard cock coated with Susan's cum.
"Lacey!" Tom said, standing, taking in the site of the beautiful Lacey, almost over dressed in her slutty little miniskirt, boots and stockings. She looked amazing in her thigh high boots, stockings and tiny, tight skirt. Tom's cock throbbed in hunger at the sight of her.
Lacey beamed, and walked swiftly to Tom, embracing him, pressing his big hard cock against her belly. Tom squeezed her, his hands caressing her back. He stepped back, his cock springing free. "Where have you been?" Tom asked.
"I...I...," Lacey stammered, going crazier than she had been now that she was smelling and feeling Tom and knowing that this was a place where he fucked all the time. "They ran all sorts of tests on me. I couldn't get away."
"Well, you're here now," Tom said, his hand on her shoulder. He looked her over. "I think I got some cum on your pretty skirt," he said, looking at the wet spot on her skirt where his cock had pressed against her.
"Oh, I could spot wash that for you," Kristin said, helpfully. "Why don't we get it off of you?" She knew what women were for, and what Tom needed.
"Ok," Lacey said, so happy she'd get to undress and be a fuck toy of Tom's again she didn't care about the harem, the quick preparation for her use, anything. She knew what was happening and her pussy throbbed at the thought.
Lacey pulled her miniskirt down, her tits bouncing as they were freed, her nipples hardening. She pulled the miniskirt down over her hips, and now she just wore the thigh high boots, stockings coming just above them, and a black, shiny thong pressed tight against her trimmed pussy hair and throbbing lips.
"These look damp, too," Kristin said, getting to her knees and taking hold of Lacey's panties. "Why don't we wash those, too?" she asked, as she pulled them down, exposing Lacey's hot, wet fuck hole.
"Oh Lacey," Tom said, looking at her. "Lacey was the first woman I had after I changed. She'll be with us now, won't you, Lacey?"
Lacey nodded, bitting her lower lip, coming up to Tom, naked, exposed, excited. She wanted to be enslaved and used, and one of this team of women that serviced Tom.
Tom slipped a hand between Lacey's legs, stroking her aching sex, moving in to kiss her. Lacey breathed hard, closing her eyes, cumming on Tom's hand. Tom lifted one of Lacey's boot and stocking covered legs, putting her foot on the table so her legs were obscenely spread, and he knelt, putting his face in her hot, wet, hairy pussy. His tongue flicked and licked, his lips playing with hers, now sucking her clit, then sliding his tongue into her. He moved further under her, sucking the cum from her, then moving behind her, holding her ass cheeks spread, and assaulting her ass like Susan had done to Debbie. He held Lacey's hips firmly, kissing up her ass, her lower back. The other women looked on, admiringly as Tom retook what he owned, his first fucktoy.
Tom stood, slowly moving behind Lacey, whose eyes were shut, her chest heaving as she breathed heavily. Tom positioned his rock hard cock at her soaked pussy, pushing her trimmed hair as he slowly entered her. Lacey's tight pussy ached as it was invaded by Tom's club of a cock, the memories of pain and pleasure reminding Lacey of the tremendous pleasure that awaited her. Tom gripped Lacey's hips tightly and pushed, forcing his cock into her, Lacey's eyes now bulging, her mouth open but no screams coming. Tom inhaled deeply, flexing his chest, loving the site of Lacey's tight pussy spreading for him as he pushed even further in. He held her tight and pulled out, pulling her inner lips out, then pushed back. Her body now adjusting to the incredible sensations, moans finally started coming from her mouth, as well as obscenities and encouragement. "Oh, Tom," she panted. "Your cock is so amazing. How did I live without it? Oh fuck, yes. Fuck yes!"
Now that Lacey's pussy had been stretched a little, and her cum lubricated them, Tom pumped steadily, deeply, banging into her. Lacey moaned and screamed, her tits shaking, she dropped her foot from the table and held onto the table for dear life. Her round ass shook as Tom slammed against it, fucking her from behind, his cock going all the way in, his balls slapping her clit with each hard slam.
"Oh fuck," Tom said, the tension building in his balls. Lacey's screams grew more intense as Tom's cock swelled, then as he exploded in her, his copious cum squirting into her raw, fucked pussy. Tom grunted, fucking her while his cock pumped in her, slowing, then stopping to luxuriate in the sensation of Lacey's throbbing pussy. He pulled his still hard cock from her, a sucking sound filling the room before Lacey went limp and cum started oozing from her stretched hole.
Theresa and Laura gently helped Lacey to the couch, next to the still sleeping Susan. Theresa knelt between Lacey's legs and lapped Tom's cum from her oozing pussy, Lacey too unconscious to even feel the hot, delicious cum being licked from her, or to decide if she liked fucking the other harem members.
"Laura, come here," Tom said. She knew well what was expected of her, and she dropped to her knees in front of him and started sucking his filthy, cum soaked cock. "Very nice, Laura," Tom said, enjoying her cock sucking. "Oh, Lacey's pussy was so nice to fuck again," he said, with no hint of guilt at having his cock in a woman's mouth and talking about fucking another woman. Laura moaned hearing this, sucking harder, swallowing the mix of cum, making Tom rock hard again.
"You're such a good cock sucker, Laura," Tom said, stroking her hair. "Stand up now. I want to fuck you until you cum so hard it hurts." Laura groaned, her heart beating hard in her chest, her thighs trembling as she stood, staring at the cock she had made rock hard, knowing he would slam into her until it was agonizingly pleasurable and she would scream and squirt in front of the harem.
Laura stood and turned around, her blond hair flipping over her shoulder, her eyelashes fluttering almost demurely as she looked down at Tom's massive, throbbing, spit shined cock. Her normally plump, red lips were even bigger from sucking him so hard. As she turned, her big, pale ass, just below her slim waist came into view. She bent over, her head going below the level of her waist, and her plump, shaved pussy, glittering with wetness peaked through her thick thighs. Tom's women knew he liked to fuck his women from behind, for them to feel his balls smack their clits as he banged into them, to feel their asses against him. Tom held her hips and walked his cock into her eager hole, making Laura's wet, brown eyes open wide, and a gasp escape her lips. It was beginning. She was going to be used for Tom's pleasure, with no consideration for her limits. She would be pleasured more than she ever had been, and more than she could bare.
"Oh...fuck," Laura said, as she was stretched and filled. The filling, the friction, the head and hardness. She could feel an orgasm coming on already. She wanted the pleasure, but wanted to be able to last. It didn't matter what she wanted, only what Tom wanted. This was made clear as he pushed in her and got all his cock in, up to his crotch and balls. He grunted appreciatively, holding her hips tightly, pulling back, dragging her inner lips out. Her fat, smooth, pale ass trembled, her knees buckling. Her asshole tensed and loosened as her body shaking orgasms wracked her. Tom held her up, not letting up at all in his pumping into her. "Cum...cumming..oh fuck I'm cumming!" Laura screamed, trying to fall, trying to pull away from the agony of excessive stimulation, her pussy spasming and squirting. The smell of sex filled the room like a hot cloud, a puddle growing on the floor between Laura's legs. Her big, thick thighs were shaking, covered in sweat, banged into by Tom's thighs as he fucked her deep and hard.
"Oh honey, you're making a mess of the floor," Paula said, coming over to her master and his current fucktoy. "Let me help you with that," she said, slipping down between Laura's legs to lick up the copious cum pouring and squirting from Laura's exploding sex. Laura started screaming and shaking all over, her orgasms overlapping, driving her mad.
"Maybe," Paula said, slurping up cum from Laura's smooth, stretched, engorged pussy, "you should give her pussy a break and try her ass?"
Laura's eyes bulged. She couldn't speak, drowning in pleasure from Tom's massive cock and Paula's tongue and lips, her whole body trembling. She had had a man fuck her ass, but she couldn't imagine having her master take her with his beast like member.
Paula knew there was something about Tom's cum that made taking his huge tool in the ass possible, and even pleasurable. She had enjoyed him in all her holes, and would do so again gladly. She had a feeling, too, that having Tom fuck Laura's big, round, pale ass would let her pussy contort and squirt and relieve the unbearable pleasure she felt.
Tom slowly pulled out of Laura, the tight, wet pussy making sucking noises as he withdrew. The harem looked ready to come up and suck him clean, if requested, but Tom moved the stunned Laura over so she could be bent over, with her soft belly resting against the arm of the couch, leaving her big, round ass and it's winking asshole exposed to him. Laura whimpered, shaking from the ecstasy that just wouldn't subside, her cum glistening her thighs, now that Paula had stopped drinking it.
Tom stood behind Laura, and slapped her ass with his huge, sloppy, cum basted cock. He struck her ass cheeks, then her asshole, making Laura cry out. Her fear was not enough for her to try to stop him, or even protest, her eagerness to be filled with the cock that owned her, and to feel his abundant mind altering cum. Tom kept slapping her ass crack and asshole, their mixed cum and his oozing precum lubricating her. He pushed his hand up against her swollen, spasming pussy, working his fingers in until they dripped with cum, which he rubbed on her asshole, then on his cock head.
"Great idea, Paula," Tom said, as he placed the head of his cock against Laura's asshole, pushing against it. It twitched and stretched and contracted, trying to swallow him up, Laura moaning out of need, apprehension, obedience. "We should get all you used to getting me in your ass," Tom continued nonchalantly as he forced his way into the mewing Laura. "Your pussies and mouths can only take so much." His head popped past the ring of Laura's asshole and she gasped at the change in sensation, feeling the tightness, the pleasure.
"Paula," Tom called over to the short, huge titted Latina who had just been eating Laura's pussy, "come over here and lube my cock up with your mouth and your cum so it's nice and slick for Laura." Tom knew Paula's pussy would be soaked from eating Laura out and suggesting that Tom take her ass. She bent over to lick the substantial amount of Tom's cock that wasn't into Laura's ass yet, licking all the way up, until she licked Laura's penetrated asshole. Her hand was noisily fingering her pussy while she did, and now that hand came up to stroke Tom as the other hand went back to the well of wetness to slick him up. Tom held Laura tightly and pushed in slowly, filling her tight hole, making her moan, cry out, scream. She began to feel the familiar feeling of pleasure building up in her, but this time her pussy was able to squirt freely, her grunting and screaming, holding onto the couch tightly like her life depended on it, Tom pushing steadily deeper.
Tom's thighs and balls glistened with Laura's ejaculated cum. Paula continued masturbating, lubricating and sucking off whatever of Tom's cock wasn't in Laura. Now the taste changed from the taste of his musk and cum and the cum of the women he had been fucking, to also have the taste of Laura's ass, which only turned Paula on more.
Tom knew he wouldn't last much longer. Laura's ass was so tight, her huge, smooth, pale ass so hot. Her orgasms and squirting so incredibly slutty. And Paula's attention gave no part of his cock a break from pleasure. Tom stroked back, and each time went deeper, which made Laura scream and tremble and cum more and more. Paula, sensing the disappearance of Tom's cock into Laura's ass, dropped between their legs again, sitting in a pool of Laura's cum just near the side of the couch, where she licked Tom's contracting, boiling balls and Laura's throbbing, oozing, squirting, beautifully smooth and used pussy. Tom and Laura moaned and screamed, Tom pushing deeper, Laura cumming somehow more, now seeming to squirt continuously. Finally Tom was all the way in Laura's stretched ass. Paula slipped three fingers into Laura's pussy, and started hammering it, milking it, as she moved her head back from Tom's balls to lick his asshole, to push her tongue in it, and taste his ass.
"Oh fuck!" Tom said, holding tight to Laura, keeping still to not dislodge Paula from his own ass, as his cock began to swell and his cum began to spurt into Laura's ass. Paula's hand was sopping wet and still hammering away at Laura, who shook and jumped and twisted from the unrelenting, tremendous pleasure being inflicted on her. Tom's cum continued to pump up from his never drained balls into Laura's ass, until finally he slowly extracted himself from the gaping and twitching asshole, his cock coated in his own cum.
Paula looked up into Tom's eyes as she softly sucked him clean, taking him into her throat. He needed a break to rest, but no master should have a filthy cock from his cum and his slut's ass when another harem member could clean it. Despite her best intentions to just clean him, Tom had to pull her head from him to stop her greedy cock sucking. He pulled Laura with him, and they collapsed on the couch.
"Tomorrow," Tom said to the harem, some groggy and partially napping, "Paula and Lacey and I will go to the beach for some time together, and I want the rest of you to set up the bronze bull fuck scene."
The women grunted agreement, Paula and the again conscious Lacey smiling about the special treatment they were getting.