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Making ends Meet

naugwife on Forced Stories

My husband and I met just before our freshman year in junior college and soon started dating pretty heavily.  The reason he said he was attracted to me was because I wore short skirts and tight fitting shirts that showed off my nice breast all the time.  The sexy outfits I wore accentuated my 5’1” 100 lb, petite frame with the little skirts showing off my silky smooth legs.

I soon became pregnant at a very young age of 19 and married shortly afterwards.  My new husband joined the military to help support his new family, and we soon found ourselves separated for long periods of time.  He had to attend boot camp, school, and deployed for 4 months before I saw him

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again with our new son.  While he was gone, I stayed with his parents and constantly ached for a hard cock.  But luckily I was pregnant and didn’t feel so attractive so it was easy to remain faithful during that period. 

Soon after my husband returned from sea, we moved to South Carolina his new duty station and rented an apartment.  The apartment building wasn’t the nicest of neighborhoods but it had to do with the small amount of money he was earning.  His paycheck barely covered our car payment, apartment, food, and diapers so we found ourselves living paycheck to paycheck all the time.  Not long after we arrived in Charleston, my husband had to leave again to sea, leaving me alone in a strange new place with no family or friends to help me out if I had any trouble.

It was my first time living away from home on my own, learning to manage a household, raising a brand new baby and dealing with no sex on my own was very challenging.  The only person I knew was the building manager Carl, who lived above us.  My husband and Carl hit it off and he would invite him over almost every night to sit around drinking and talk sports.  So my husband asked Carl to check on me from time to time while he was out at sea to make sure I was ok which Carl was glad to do.

I managed things pretty well for the first two months while my husband was gone with Carl checking on me from time to time.  Carl would help me carry in my groceries and stop in to make small talk usually in the evenings always being very flirtatious and funny.   But in December, about a month before my husband returned I ran into some money trouble.  I had budgeted enough for bills and to go buy Christmas presents for everyone and send them back home to family.  I spent to much money on gifts by mistake, then my car broke down that required me to spend most of our remaining money for the month to get it fixed.  My rent was due and my misfortune left me about $300 short.

Carl stopped by to pick up the rent check that morning and I broke down crying telling all about my problem.  I told him I was afraid of disappointing my husband and worried that if he found out he would get very upset with me.  Carl told me that he would love to help me out but he couldn’t just let me skip a month of rent and he didn’t have $300 to hand out for nothing.  He told me if I was interested, that there was a possible way to earn that money.  I told him that I couldn’t work because daycare would cost too much and I have no one to watch my son.  He said the job did not require me to leave home but I probably couldn’t handle it.  I told him I am a very hard work and never quit, so give me a chance.  He proceeded to tell me that I could earn the money for rent by performing sexual favors for him.  I stood there in total shock with my mouth hanging open not believing what had just been said.  He told me to think on it, and he would check back with me that evening to get my answer or the rent.  Newly married for just a year did I really want to cheat on my husband and chance ruining my relationship?   Plus, I was very sexually naive having only been with two men in my life, and being a slut went against all the Catholic beliefs I was raised on.  Strangely enough, I found myself turned on by his proposal and began to wonder if I could actually go through with it. 

At 8 pm, I had just put my son down asleep in his crib when Carl returned looking for my answer.  He had a huge grin on his face and looked very pleased when I told him I would do it since I had no other choice and needed the money.  Not to mention, I was pretty horny for not having sex for over 2 months and wanted to get fucked pretty bad.

 Carl grabbed me by the hand and led me to my bedroom and told me to undress because he was dying to see my young hard body naked.  As I undressed out of my little tight shorts and t-shirt, he began undressing himself.  At 48, Carl was in pretty good shape but had a slight beer belly.  He was 6 foot tall, built like a football player, black, and standing next to me he dwarfed my tiny body.

He ravaged my body with his eyes, telling me to lie on the bed in different positions so he could get a good look at what he was paying to enjoy.  I pushed my 36C breast together showing him my hard nipples pulling on them one at a time.  Then I spread my legs showing him my freshly shaven pussy slowly running my fingers across my moistening lips.  Finally, he asked me to bend over doggie style, so he could see my sexy little ass.  It surprised me that he didn’t just jumped right on, attack me, and do his business, but actually enjoyed making me wait for him.  I was getting turned on more and more as he made me wait for him to touch me.

He was standing by the bed rubbing his hard cock through his boxers which I could see a distinctive bulge.  Then he told me to slide to the end of the bed and remove his boxers for him.  As I got to the end of the bed, he bent down and kissed me on the lips as my hands found his boxer and slid them down to the floor.  As we broke from kissing and he stood up, I saw the biggest and thickest cock I have ever seen in my life.  His cock was pointing straight out at me and had to be at least 10 to 12” long and thick as my wrist.  He didn’t have to say anything to me; I instinctively took his big cock in both hands and began stroking him mesmerized by its size.

He told me to put it in my mouth and suck his cock, so I tried my best to fit as much as I could but it was only the tip.  As I sucked his cock, he ran his hands all over my tits, ass, and stopping on my pussy driving me wildly insane.  His big fingers found their way to my clit rubbing it in slow small circles, then sliding one, then two, fingers deep inside my aching cunt.

He told me to slide back up on the bed so he could eat my sweet pussy.  Working his way kissing up my thighs and burying his face in my sopping wet pussy made me come like never before.  Once he had my pussy-dripping wet, he asked me if I was ready to take his big cock.  I said I hope so, but I am scared because I never had a cock bigger the 6”.  I told him to wait a second and got a condom from my husband’s nightstand and placed it on Carl’s cock.  The condom was super tight on his huge meat stick and barely went halfway down his shaft then I begged him to fuck me.

He slowly placed the head of his huge cock against my cunt lips, slowly rubbing it up and down on them.  Then he slowly slid his cock it into my wanting cunt letting me adjust to the huge girth.  As I adjusted to his size he slowly began driving his cock in and out of my aching pussy.  God, it was huge!!!  It hurt so good and I was cumming over and over again with every deep thrust, but he was still only getting half of it in me.  So, he told me to climb on top and see if it was more comfortable that way.  So, I slid down on his massive tool feeling it reach into my stomach.

I was riding his cock really hard as he sucked on my breast and slid his finger in my ass (never had that done before then) making me shake with the most intense orgasm ever.  He told me that his cock was ready to explode but he wanted me doggie style.  So he got behind me and really began to give it to me harder than I thought possible.  As I looked down at his huge tool going in and out of my pussy, I saw that the condom was lying on the bed and he was riding me bare back.  And before I could move he began grunting and pulling me back out his long cock filling my pussy full of his seaman.  He pulled his cock out and stared at my pussy as I lay on the bed trying to recover from the hard pounding I just received.  And told me that he hope my husband doesn’t get mad at him for ruining my pussy with his big cock.  While I was wondering how I am going to explain to my husband being pregnant with a black baby.

Carl came over several more times before my husband finally returned, so I can work off the rent payment.  He fucked me one more time leaving his cum deep in me just before I went to pickup my husband.  I felt like such a slut for fucking a guy while my husband was gone and even in his bed and he never knew he got sloppy seconds on his return home.  But sometimes sacrifices are needed to keep things running at home.

Sadie's new life: Part 2, Finally Fucked

NewOrestes on Forced Stories

She slept hard and long, her body and mind needing time to recover and process the events of that day. About eleven PM the next day she finally began to stir. Before her she found a breakfast that I had lovingly prepared and left for her as well as a note I had left for her. She opened the note, desperate for any information about her surroundings and new life. In the note, she simply found the following message.

                Good morning pet,

I hope that you slept well and take this opportunity to eat and regain your strength. I assure you that you will need all of it today. I will be down once you finish your breakfast and eagerly look forward to acquainting you with your new life.

                Lovingly,

                Master

 She put down the note slowly, with tears in her eyes and surveyed the meal before her. She regarded the food with trepidation, but eventually gave in to her hunger and greedily devoured it. It was not until she finished that she took real stock of her surroundings… and her terror increased with each moment. The first thing that struck her was the isolation and hopelessness of escape. There was only one door into and out of this dungeon and it was sturdy and very tightly locked.

Suddenly the bolts on the door started to sound off and a beam of light shone into the dark dungeon. Out of fear, Sadie cowered into the corner, not sure what to expect or what nightmare would pass through those doors. She was almost surprised when a deceptively ordinary man walked in, not knowing the devil that was hid behind those cold blue eyes. Taking the whip in his hand he brought it down with a deafening “crack” on the wall, growling,

“Get over here now, slut”

Knowing better already than to disobey a direct order, Sadie started to rise to walk over only to hear another tremendous crack of the whip against the wall.

“You will crawl on your knees to me!” I growled at her.

Looking at me terrified, Sadie started to crawl towards me… her knees hurting on the hard ground not being used to such treatment. She finally arrived right before me and knew to stay on her knees.

“Slut, when I enter this room, you will be waiting for me on your knees with your hand behind your head. Understand?”

“Yes, Master” She was barely able to utter these words. Still scared and confused, but remembering better than disobey.

“Very good slave… as you know you have a long day ahead of you today, but we will have so much fun together.” I said with a wicked smile. She looked confused up at me, but was only met with a slap across the face. Shocked, she was barely able to stutter out,

“Yes, Master”

“Good girl,” I responded. “Get your ass on the table and spread yourself.”

She slowly moved towards the table, lying down on the cold metal, spreading her legs as ordered. I approached her with malice in my eyes and begun to tie her. Bending her legs, I tied them in a bent position so that she could scarcely close her legs if she tried. Pulling her up by the hair, I then tied her arms tightly behind her back, making her tits present themselves so beautifully. Stepping back I look at the beautiful, helpless body before me; running a hand across it, teasing her body. Sadie had never been particularly shy about her body, but the feeling of being helplessly tied up and exposed made her feel very self conscious. She tried to squirm briefly and was only met with a slap on her tit which ended that experiment very quickly.

“Now, slut, I am going to ask you nicely. Tell me how much you want your Master to fuck you.”

Sadie had to have known that this was coming, the raping of her young hole, but the actual moment took her by complete surprise. She begged,

“Please… no… not like this.”

She didn’t know it yet, but this was exactly the answer I was expecting. I grinned with evil in my eyes and whispered in her ear,

“Very well slave, we will have to find some other way to entertain ourselves.”

Grabbing a nearby flogger (I had made sure to have plenty handy), I draped it over her exposed body, making goose bumps appear across her skin and making her body shudder under its touch.

“Now… what should I do to keep myself amused?”

Giving her no chance to respond I brought the leather down hard on her stomach. She screamed out under the pain and her body shook. Scarcely letting her body register the pain completely I brought the whip down again on nearly the same spot. Making her writhe in pain.

“Please… no more Master.” She begged pitifully.

“Well, what else should I do with you then?” As she contemplated the answer I brought the whip down on her again, her tits now bright red from the abuse. She finally realized the game and was shocked by the decision she was being forced to make. I was either going to whip her raw or make her beg to be fucked.

“Anything you want Master, just don’t whip me anymore!” She was screaming now. I kept bringing the whip down on those pretty tits, making them vibrantly red and increasing the pain with each passing strike.

“I’m not convinced you want it to stop, slut, beg for what I know you want.”

“Please fuck me Master. Please fuck your slave!”

I smiled happily, she was beginning to learn how to behave properly, but her torment was not over yet. This was to be a learning experience for her.

“I don’t believe you slut! Beg for your Master to rape that tight hole of yours!” Whether she was simply trying to escape the whip or the little whore was beginning to get really turned on, her voice suddenly took on a new, almost bestial quality to it.

“PLLLLLEEEASE MASTER! Fuck your little cum slut with your cock. Rape your little slut’s tight hole! FUCK ME!!!”

She still had quite a bit of training left, but the first major step had been taken: She now associated pain with pleasure. Smiling I moved in between her bound legs and positioned my cock at the entrance. Unfortunately for her, I was a large man in many ways. Standing 6’ 3” and at an athletic 240 lbs, my cock did not disappoint either. It is an important point to make as I lined myself up against this tiny slut in front of me. While she was no longer a virgin, her experiences had been with inadequate college boys who knew nothing of how to fuck a woman nor possessing adequate tools to do so. I slid my cock up and down her sweet lips before pressing the head against her tight hole.

“Oh my God… it’s too big!” She screamed out as I started to push in.

“W can always go back to the whip, slave.” I reminded her.

“No Master, please no… please fuck me!”

Needing no more inspiration I buried my cock in her tight pussy, making her scram in pain and pleasure simultaneously. Not fucking her lovingly or tenderly, not even mercifully, I forced my cock deep into her cunt. Raping that tight hole and making her body shake with pleasure.

“Does that feel good slut? Do you like when your Master rapes that little cunt of yours?”

“Oh God yes Master! Hurt me so bad! Make me yours!”

I kept ramming my hard cock into her tight hole, her body betraying how much it was enjoying the abuse that was being inflicted upon it. I grabbed her shoulders and forced her entire body down on my dick, burying it so deep inside of her… filling her to her limit… stretching that pussy further than she ever dreamed possible.

“Oh Master!! It hurts so much… Don’t stop!”

Her body and mind reeling from pain and pleasure she started breathing hard. Her pussy muscles telling me that she was approaching the edge, starting to clench down on my cock.

“Oh Master… I am gonna cum!” She screamed in a hoarse voice. Her body starting to shake.

“Beg to cum slut, beg your Master to let you cum!”

“Master!! Pllleeeaaassse let your little slut cum. Please let me cum with your hard cock in me!!”

I doubted whether she would even be able to stop if I told her to, we would work on that later, but I was building up myself and wanted to cum with her.

“Cum for me slut, cum as your Master buries his seed deep in your pussy, making you mine alone. Taking you as my little cum whore.”

She started to say something, but then her body took over and the words died on her lips. Her body started to shake violently, her back arched high off the table and her hands nearly drawing blood as she clenched her fingernails into her balled fists. As her body shook and strained against its bonds, the muscles in hr cunt clenching on my cock, I reached the edge. With a tremendous roar I buried myself deep inside her and started cumming hard into that pussy; filling her with my warm seed, letting her muscles milk very last drop from me.

“Oh God Yes Master! Cum in meee!!”

As she screamed this, another orgasm hit her like a bag of rocks. She started sobbing uncontrollably, screaming at the top of her lungs as her body lost all control. I finally started to come down from my won orgasm and smiled at the shaking, sobbing slave before me. Reaching forward and kissing her softly on her lips I left her tied on the table, trembling and filled with my cum, her body and mind begging for her Master to return.

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Thank you for sharing my fantasies. Please leave a comment as to wether I should continue with this story, start another story (if you like my writing), or go stand in the corner and leave the writing to the professionals.

Cheers,

Orestes