Beauty and the "Beast"
Once upon a time a merchant set off for market, where he planned to sell some his freshly harvested weed. Before he left he asked each of his three triplet daughters what she would like as a present for their 19th birthdays. The first daughter wanted a brocade dress, the second a pearl necklace, but the third, whose name was Beauty – she was her father's favorite and sweetest of them all, and so despised by her sisters – said to her father, "All I'd like is a nice big cock to suck! Bigger than any I've ever choked on before!!"
As soon as the merchant left for this business, Beauty's two sisters turned on her and began playing a little game they liked to when their father was gone called "Plug the Pig." They dragged her out to the pig pen where they kept their small collection of oinkers, tied her bent over and legs-spread to the pig feeder, and then sent messengers to all the local farms. The messengers invited all the farm hands who wanted to play Plug the Pig to bring themselves immediately and feel free to do.
Needless to say there was a huge crowd of mostly young men gathered around the pig sty, although a few were older and more grizzled. All of them, regardless of age, were filthy, stinky, and splattered with the shit of various animals that always accompanies farm work. Beauty's sisters always let the men gather and gawk at her predicament a while, letting them take in the sight of her struggling to get free, of her perfect ass and well exposed pussy, of her lips moist now with the sweat trickling down her face.
They found this tends to heighten the experience, make them even more eager, and more willing to pay the ever-increasing price they charged to gang fuck their sister.
So after having around two dozen farm workers from the surrounding country side arrive at their small pig pen and leer lasciviously at the bound Beauty, her sisters finally began to allow two men at a time in to fuck her. Now, this game is called "Plug the Pig" for a reason, a gigantic ass plug having already been inserted into Beauty's tight little ass. The men would position themselves behind and in front of the perfectly positioned treat and either slide their cocks into her mouth her right up her pretty little pussy. The men took no care in her whatsoever, merely fucking her like the pigs they normally did on their own farms, leaving her as muddy and shit-splattered as they themselves were. By the time they were done, Beauty was covered and filled with the cum of numerous local farmers and field hands, and her sisters were several hundred dollars richer!
Meanwhile, the merchant had finished his business, having sold all of his bud and having raked in a ton of money. Before setting off for home, however, the merchant decided to look for a nice bordello where he could get some fresh pussy. He had been getting regular blow jobs from Beauty – which is why she was his favorite – for the past year so he would let her sell some of his product on the side for no charge, but she wasn't willing to fuck him for it and so he was seriously jonseing for some sweet cunt. As he looked around for a whorehouse, a sudden storm blew up and his horse could hardly make headway in the howling gale. Cold and weary, the merchant had lost all hope of getting laid when he suddenly noticed a bright light shining in the middle of a wood. As he drew near, he saw that it was a castle, which he assumed housed a bordello...because who the fuck else would have a castle out here in the middle of fucking nowhere?!
"Oh, yes!" he said to himself, "not only am I going to get laid tonight but hopefully I'll find shelter there for the night." When he reached the door he saw it was open; but though he shouted, nobody came to greet him. He went inside, still calling out to attract attention because he had a hard on that could drive a nail. On a table in the main hall a splendid dinner lay already served. Starved as much as he was horny, the merchant lingered over a delicious dinner, and then he relaxed with some of his own personal weed, but still neither madam nor whores arrived to see to his needs.
Overcome by curiosity, he ventured upstairs, where the corridor led into magnificent rooms and halls. A fire crackled in the first room and a soft bed looked very inviting, especially when he saw there was a figure already lying there in the bed.
"Well, it's about goddamn time," he groused to himself. "Strangest fucking whorehouse I've ever visited."
It was now late, and the merchant could not resist. He got in bed next to the soft, supple figure and began to rub his cock against the whore's ass – when suddenly out of the bed sprang a handsome young man with the largest, hairiest cock the merchant had even seen! That horrible beast had to have been at least 14 inches long, was thicker than the merchant's arm, and was shaggy and furry! The young man glared at him with two bloodshot-angry eyes which gleamed wildly, and then spoke in a deep, terrifying voice, "What the fuck are you doing, you sick bastard?! Ungrateful man! I was going to give shelter; you ate at my table, but now you try to butt fuck me?!! I shall put you to death for this slight!" Trembling with fear, the merchant fell on his knees before the Beast.
"Forgive me! Forgive me! Don't kill me! I'll do anything you say!"
"Anything?" the man said, grabbing his massive cock and waving it at the merchant's face. "Even suck 'The Beast' for me?!"
"Umm...OK, not anything," he merchant demurred. "But listen, I have a daughter. Totally hot and a real cock sucker – trust me, I know. I bet she would come here and suck that monster for you."
"Then I shall spare your life, but on one condition: That you bring me your daughter!" The terror-stricken merchant, faced with certain death if he did not obey, promised that he would do so.
When he reached home in tears, his three daughters ran to greet him. After he had told them of his dreadful adventure, Beauty put his mind at rest immediately.
"Dear father," she said, "you know I'd do anything for you, especially if it involves sucking a gigantic cock! Holy fuck, did you seriously think I'd refuse?! Don't worry, you'll be able to keep your promise and save your life! Take me to the castle. I'll stay there in your place!" The merchant hugged his daughter, grabbing her ass a little as he did so.
So Beauty was led to the castle. The man, however, behaved quite normally while the rest of the family was there, Beauty only able to imagine The Beast by the massive bulge being left in the man's leather pants. Everyone enjoyed a delicious meal, followed by games and brandy. The merchant knew it was time to go when he also could see the bulge The Beast was making in the man's pants – perhaps having something to do with the fact that Beauty's sisters had gotten so drunk they were now kissing passionately – and so bid Beauty good bye.
The first time the man whipped it out later that night, Beauty was frightened of The Beast and shuddered at the sight of it. Then she found that, in spite of the monster's awful head, her horror of it was gradually fading the more she played with it. She knelt before the man in his room as he sat naked in the wingchair by the fire place, just stroking The Beast, touching it gently, feeling the gentle touch of the fine long hairs that covered it, aroused by it steely hardness and thick veins. Beauty toyed with it playfully like a girl that has just gotten hold of her long-lost favorite toy, slowly reintroducing herself to all of its charms. Finally finding the courage to put the massive thing in her mouth, she found that the hair on it wasn't all that repulsive, and while she certainly wasn't able get all of it in her mouth she certainly was able to get most of it in.
The man began to growl deeply and happily, grabbing her hair tightly in his fist. "Mmm," he moaned loudly, "you are a good cock sucker. You like sucking big cock, little girl?"
"Mff," Beauty said, "Gnff auggh ng ng," which would have been "Motherfucking, goddamn do I like sucking big cock"...if a gigantic cock wasn't already shoved in her mouth.
