*Please read Alex's Story: The Betrayal part 1. Literotica didn't link the 2 parts but if you go to my submission page you'll find it there. It will make reading this part a little more clear.* All Characters in any sexual situation are 18 Yrs or over. I'd like to thank all of the readers of the first part of Alex's Story. The response to the first part was overwhelming, since this is my first attempt. Again, I want to thank soul71 for his inspiration, help, and friendship .
*The Nightmare*
He stepped into the kitchen with its stainless steel appliances, golden oak cabinets, and granite countertops. The counter tops were empty except for the coffee maker, toaster, and blender. The only things on the table were Elizabeth's handbag, cell phone and car keys. There was nothing brought out to make lunch. The sound of laughter drew him to the hallway door.
"Not again," he begged, but, he was compelled to go forward.
The hall floor was strowed, from the kitchen to the bedroom door, with a man and woman's clothes. The laughter grew louder. He moved up the hall, kicking aside the discarded clothes. Past the dining room on his left, light streaming in the through patio door that led to the deck out back. Passing the living room to the right, the heavy drapes were pulled shut, casting the room in darkness. The hall seemed to stretch farther as he walked past the bathroom, toward the sound of laughter coming from his open bedroom door.
"Why are you tormenting me?" he shouted.
Looking into the bedroom, he was stunned at the sight before his eyes. There, in the middle of the bed, Elizabeth was on her hands and knees, naked save for her black thigh high stockings. Her mass of unruly black hair framed the side of her beautiful face. Large breast swayed beneath her like two pendulums marking time as her firm ass twerked for the man behind her on the bed. The man, Bob Morgan, her boss, admired her writhing body.
"Stop teasing me, baby," Elizabeth purred, her hand skimming over her tanned flesh to cup her large breast. She flicked her tongue out to tease the hard nub of a nipple. "Mmm, can't you see I'm ready?" she begged.
He rushed toward the bedroom to put a stop to this, slamming his face and chest into what felt like a wall, that kept him from entering the bedroom. Running his hands over the smooth surface, the palms of his hands flatten as he pushed against nothing. Pushing on it, it would not move. "Elizabeth!" he yelled. He smashed his fist against it as he watched Bob gripping that impossibly big cock in both hands and swings it at Elizabeth's ass.
"SMACK," Bob hit her ass with that impossibly huge tool projecting from his groin, her ass jiggling at the impact.
"Elizabeth!" He slammed his fists into the barrier, his hands began to bleed and blood run down that invisible wall.
"Oooooooooow," Elizabeth moaned throwing her head back she pinched down hard enough on her nipple, a large white drop formed at its tip. "God damnit! Slap that fucking ass again!" she commanded.
"SMACK!" with a two-handed grip, bob swung it like a baseball bat; it made the sound like he drove it over the right field fence. "Damn, that's one fine ass," Bob laughed. "That's just too damn good to go without a decent fucking every day." He traced a finger through Elizabeth's damp folds. "How stupid does a husband have to be to not want this ass every damn day?"
"I'm so often neglected," She lamented. "Besides, he's only a day laborer."
"Come here, bitch," Bob said with a sneer. "And suck on this cock. I need you to get me ready to prime that baby maker of yours."
Elizabeth slunk around the bed, repositioning herself, like a cat in heat, her breast lightly swaying as she moved. Her eyes fell on him and a salacious smile crossed her beautiful face,"There you are, darling," she purred licking her red painted lips. "Look, Bob, we have an audience. My darling husband is here to watch how a 'real man' fucks a woman." They both laughed at him. She rolled sensuously over onto her back, head hung down so she could watch him, when Bob's big cock slid down her throat.
Climbing off the bed, Bob moved around to stand in front of Elizabeth, a smirk draped across his face. Arrogantly turning his back to him, he lifted his leg to straddle her face, grabbing her big firm tit to steady himself; he placed his foot on the bed. "You'll find this educational," he laughed, manhandling that big meat stick as he lined it up with her red painted lips.
"Mmm," she purred as her tongue flicked out to bathe the bulbous head. "Yummy," Elizabeth winked at him. Kissing her way down the shaft she sucked each ball into her mouth. Using both of her hands, she stroked its length a couple of times as a large drop of precum oozed from the tip. Then she opened her mouth to accept its girth.
"That's it, slut," Bob moaned. "Show that limp dick how you suck a real man's cock," he said as he slowly road her face. Sliding half way, he pulled all the way out.
"Mmm, mmm! Now that's some good cock!" Elizabeth beamed. "You see what you've made me miss. I had to stop this when I met you. But, not anymore," She rubbed bob's skinny ass. "Come on baby, fuck my mouth," they both laughed. Nibbling on the tip her tongue worked at Bob's pee slit, she moved the tool to show him her lips painted with precum. She licked her lips, eyes twinkling. Her hands glided over Bob's hairy legs to stop at each hip. Elizabeth winked, "Keep watching, dear," she cooed lasciviously, "its time for mama to eat." She pulled Bob forward opening her mouth, working her lips along the length of his shaft. "Mmm," she moaned.
"Oooohh!" Bob groaned, casting a look over his shoulder. "You're such a damn good cock sucker." He began rocking his hips pistoning in and out going deeper into Elizabeth's throat with every push.
"Mmm, mmm," she moaned and finally pulling Bob to burying him to the root, his heavy hairy, sack bouncing in front of her eyes. Elizabeth moved the balls aside to give him a wink.
Bob shook all over, leaning atop Elizabeth. "Aaaaahh!" he groaned out throwing his head back as his ass clinched several times dumping his load directly into her belly.
Fury swelled inside him, watching as they mocked him. He backed against the far wall, his lungs drawing huge gasping breaths. Feeling his size increase, his clothing tighten then shredded as his humanity slipped away. With a roar he charged the unseen force that deprived him of entrance. Everything was throne at that wall and the impact was enormous, shattering the barrier.
What stalked into the room was no longer him. It was primal, it was fury, it was hate, The Beast that enter the room, releasing a roar that shook the house. Covered in dark fur, his massive muscular body quivered in anticipation. Its snout filled with rows of pointed and sharp teeth. Ears stood at the top of His broad forehead.
Elizabeth's eyes grew large as she tried to push Bob away.
Bob was scrambling to pull himself out, the look of terror in his eyes as he stared over his shoulder.
With a mighty kick, the Beast drove Bob back deep into Elizabeth's throat, causing her to gag, biting down on Bob's shaft. Bob screamed in pain as Elizabeth's teeth bit into his flesh. The Beast grabbed Bob by the scruff of the neck, and yanked him back separating him from his pride and joy. Turning Bob to face Him, He pulled the lips back from the rows of sharp, pointed teeth in a horrific smile.
"Heh, heh, heh," the Beast laughed. "Not so big any more are you stumpy?" The Beast held Bob dangling above the floor, his face turning red, eyes bulging out, a gurgle issued from his mouth. Spinning, the Beast slung Bob, slamming him against the wall, cracks spider-webbing out from the point of impact. Bob slumped to the floor like a broken doll. The Beast's long stride took Him to the crumpled form. "Well Bob, if you were spaghetti it appears you are not quite done," He said with a rumbling sinister chuckle.
His hand slowly curled into a fist, clinching it tight the knuckles popping and snapping one after the other. Rising up He stood on His toes, shifting his weight from one foot to the other. Drawing back, the fist shot forward, the wall exploded. Huge chunks of wall were sucked out into the swirling black void beyond, that howled with its own fury and hunger.
The Beast grabbed Bob, the howling wind tugging at the Beast's fur and Bob's boneless arms and legs, "I wish I had more to say," the Beast growled. "Good bye, Bob," He released Bob, screaming as he was sucked into its hungry, dark depths.
The Beast turned unhurriedly back towards Elizabeth, where she was trying to extricate the last vestiges of her lover. "That's what you wanted, isn't it, Whore?" The voice of the Beast rumbled as he grabbed her ankles and parted her thighs, placing them on his shoulders. Slowly, He climbed onto the creaking bed, His great weight compressing the mattress. Drool dripped from his bestial jaws, leaving a trail up her body, His hot breath burned her skin as He bent her double. His face hovered above hers, "Did you say something," His pointy ears atop His shaggy head cocked to listen. "Ah! I see, you should never try to talk with your mouth full," chuckling at joke he made. Using thumb and fore-claw, He pulled Bob's remnant from Elizabeth's mouth.
She gasped for breath, her eyes wide with fright, hair whipping wildly about. Elizabeth screamed in unholy terror.
"I just don't see it," the Beast said as he wiggled something the size of a Vienna sausage. Wiggling it again in front of her eyes, Elizabeth screamed.
