I take to heart the comments about me putting "the race card into the story when they get enough of that deluded, hyperbolic nonsensical fiction in the real world" But that is just it. This is fiction, but takes place in "The Real World" it is not a nice world, nor is it a clean world. I do find it strange that in the story so far, the protagonist is using his power for non-consensual sex is okay, but not playing race. However I will refrain from using African American characters from now on. The incest and non-con and other taboos stay though. That being said: As a reminder all participants are 18 or older, comments are welcome, critiques are also welcome, as long as you say what is wrong, i will endeavor to fix it.
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The last I recall, I walked into my apartment and it was four thirty in the afternoon, when I woke up it was eleven am the next day. I felt a whole lot better and checked myself in the mirror. Yep, the bleeding had stopped and my headache was gone.
I decided I was going to take the day to relax and recover. So, I made breakfast and logged into my PlayStation. I decided to see who was in Neverwinter. I got a message from an old friend who hadn't been on for a while. She lived about an hour away. I have known her since we were kids.
She suggested I come by, her and her husband were having a cookout. I figured it would be a good way to relax, some beer and burgers would be just great.
An hour and a half later I was sitting in their backyard, drinking a beer and enjoying the view. Tiffany and Brian Cox, what a wonderful couple they make. Except he is a world class douche who treats her like a possession. I mean, their landlord's daughter was out here with us, downing beers like they were water. All he did was drool over her, as if no one was even watching.
What? I am allowed to judge him, mainly because like recognizes like. Besides, she is my best friend, for longer than he has known her. But I digress, the view, was her in a pair of tight short shorts and a size smaller than she wears sports bra.
Her hair has gone grey, but it looks sexy on her. She is five foot four, maybe 120 to 130 pounds soaking wet. I have seen her soaking wet, it is fucking hot. She got herself new tits also. She is a 38 D, though I kept telling her she was hot even when she was an A. It's not the cup size, it's the attitude behind it. So, we spent the afternoon drinking beer, and I just undressed Tiffany with my eyes. Being very careful not to make her do anything, I decided the time as come to tell her what was going on with me.
I motioned her to follow, and after a backwards glance at her husband staring at Kimberly, she followed me. I stood in the window staring out the other two.
"What did you want?"
"I need to tell you something. Once I do, we can decided where to go from there."
"If it is about Brian and Kimberly, relax, he is just staring and she is clueless about him."
"no, it's not about them, not yet." And I proceeded to tell her about the past two days.
She sat down on the couch and stared at me. "Bullshit" that was all she said for a while. I just stared at her.
"Okay, say I believe you, and it is a stretch..." she said as she stood up from the couch and approached me. The she drew back and punched me in the shoulder.
"You have this fucking power and you are going on a sex romp! What the fuck is wrong with you? You could have such power!"
"I'll let you think that through Tiff." I said, so you need proof huh." I turned back to the window and Brian and Kimberly were just talking, she was still clueless. I reached out to Brian and his arms rested on the side of the chair, his hands gripping it. He had a look of confusion on his face.
Now was Kimberly's turn, Tiffany had by this time joined me at the window and was watching expectantly. Kimberly looked into the window and met Tiffany's gaze, she reached up and pushed her shirt over her head exposing her magnificent, natural, tits.
I saw Tiffany pale for a moment, then she licked her lips. I wonder if she realized that she was doing it. Kimberly removed the shirt completely and walked over to Brian. She kept her eyes on Tiffany though.
She knelt down between Brian's legs, he looked like he was trying to say something and trying to turn his head towards the house, too bad he couldn't. Reaching up, she unzipped his shorts and pulled out his semi erect member. I heard Tiffany catch her breath. This was going so well.
I watched Kimberly take his cock in her mouth and slowly swallow it down. I moved behind Tiffany and placed my hands on her shoulders. She stiffened at my touch, but never took her off of the action outside.
Kimberly was slowly bobbing up and down on Brian's cock. Her eyes widened when his hands gripped her head. I heard and felt Tiffany gasp as she watched him force Kimberly up and down on his cock. I put my arm around her, my hand resting on her stomach. Her fleshed quivered under my touch. I slid my hand down into her shorts caressing her soft skin as I made my way down to her bare pussy. Her hips thrust out, begging me to enter her.
My fingers parted her wet folds and slid them into her. The warm wetness enfolded my fingers and drew me in. I watched Brian and Kimberly, moving my fingers inside Tiffany in time with Kimberly's bobbing on his cock. Tiffany threw her head back and lay it on my shoulder as I reached deeper inside her.
"Watch..." I whispered.
"Ugghh... watch?"
"Outside... it's going to happen"
I fucked her with my fingers quickly and roughly as we watched Brian push Kimberly down on his cock and hold her there. She beat on his thighs, trying to get a breath. He pulled her off of his cock until just the tip was in her mouth, then he slammed her back down again. He held her there longer, Tiffany moaned at the sight and at the feel of my fingers in her sopping cunt.
"Fuck this is so hot. Look at him take control. Yes Brian, fuck that bitch's slut throat." Her body shuddered "Damn it Dave, give me more. Fuck my pussy, shove your damn fist in there."
I pulled my hand out of her pussy and her shorts. She made angry noises but kept watching the scene outside. I grabbed the top of her shorts and pushed them down her legs.
I pushed her forward, catching herself on the window sill with her hands she shoved her ass backwards for me. I stood and kicked her legs apart, giving me better access to her ass and cunt.
I looked outside and continued watching Brian use Kimberly as a pocket pussy. I slipped three fingers into Tiffany's pussy, pushing slowly in and out. Her juices flowed, soaking my hand. I added a fourth finger, I have large hands and was surprised that three fingers fit into her tiny form, never mind the four I had in her now.
She pushed back against my hand. "Oh, fuck yeah, stretch my cunt, make it hurt. Uuugggghhh... yes... yes... oh fuck yessss..." She started squirting around my hand and I took this opportunity to pull out enough to start adding my thumb. It was a fucking tight fit, but she did say make it hurt, so I wrapped my free arm around her waist and braced her.
I slowly made a fist even though I was not completely inside her. Forcing her opening to stretch painfully.
"Ohhh fuuuuuuuuuuck... GAAAAAHHH! It fucking hurts!! OH JESUS!!"
"You did say make it hurt. I am nothing, if not accommodating. Now, about that fisting you wanted."
