Sharing the MILF List Ch. 08 Pt. 3

He seemed so relaxed, I guess I figured cold-blooded killers would be this way just before they killed some poor sap; some poor naked sap who was all fucked out. I both hated and loved the movies at that moment. "I promised her. " I said, then.

Sid nodded. "Yeah, Annie told me. Told me all about you and Mommy and big dick and the rest. We have had a good time catching up since yesterday. That is the thing about schedules, they can surprise you. They can change." He sipped.

I guess something clicked in me, I mean besides all the sphincters I own, and I just gave up. I laid a hand on Annie's flank. "So you know she likes surprises?" I said. I moved my hand down to grip her leg just before shoving a finger into her leaking pussy. She grunted a little but shoved back, taking my finger deeper into her swampy depths.

"She told me all about it. Why don't you move around and make her suck your cock while we talk."

On the one hand, the last thing I wanted to do was move closer to the man. On the other hand, his voice did not sound like a suggestion, more of a statement, more of an order when you get right down to it. I did not reflect at that moment how odd such an order was but orders were orders and since I had not a stitch of clothing on and nothing else in my inventory relating to ensuring my survival to speak of, I complied. The idea of getting a blow job seemed to fit the occasion as much as anything else I could think of and better than most of the alternatives I could fathom.

I got off the bed and moved unsteadily up beside Annie. I ducked under her spread arm and slithered onto the bed, pulling pillows behind me so I would be comfortable. I had a leg to either side of her body.

"Annie, honey, suck the good man's dick."

Annie did not hesitate but dipped her head, mouth wide and tongue out, questing for my cock. She found it and pulled the end of the little guy between her lips. The situation has finally sunk in and my cock was now basically a cocktail sausage. Annie caught the little end with her lips and sucked, her tongue slathering along the sides and over my balls. Despite myself, I groaned and my cock resumed its former occupation, growing and hardening between Annie's luscious, expressive lips. Nice to be single-minded, I thought, wishing I was a cock with some place safe, dark and warm to hide.

Sid resumed talking. "I have been here since Thursday, late. I had to return early; the lawyers I used in Chicago for my domestic business ran into a conflict of interest and are going to drop me. I had to come back to sign off on some things. Fuck me, now I have to find a new attorney. I am going to look around home here so I don't have to travel so much." He took another pull on his glass. "I am getting old."

Sid stopped talking for a moment, regarding his wife's head bobbing on my cock. I have to confess, yes, it bothered me a little, having him staring at me getting a blow job from his little wife. A couple month months before, I would have lost wood and been too terrified to move but a couple of rounds of airtight and a whole lot of MILFs and sons has sort of altered my perspective. Now, having him watching her suck my cock, well, it kind of thrilled me. Looking back, I remember the thrill of him seeing her sucking my cock with such relish. Of course I did not understand. At the moment, I thought the thrill was simply delight in still being alive and in one piece. I did not give much thought to the fact I should have been too scared to get erect. I only noticed that later, much later.

"Take off her blindfold. I did that just to irritate her." Sid rumbled.

I did and found Annie's dark eyes filled with terror. The terror, however, took the form in her of a thrill and a passion which her mouth and tongue communicated to my reviving cock in many wonderful ways.

"Thanks. I don't want her to be . . . well, maybe I like to see her struggle a little. The blond guy seemed to get a big kick out of belting her ass and I confess, I had no idea she had that degree of tolerance in her." He snorted, "tolerance, hell! She came like a firecracker when he fucked her after he whipped her ass." He drank again. Another relaxed chuckle rumbled out of his chest.

"See, Mr. Duncan, my wife of five years was actually part of a business deal. I have been doing business in China for ten years, nearly ten years, ten years next July I think. I had been over there before on other matters but never gotten involved, not invested I mean. About six years ago, it came to my attention that one of my business partners was in a bit of a pickle. This one had married him and he used her families' money to get into the game. He had a mistress on the side, or may be two but then one got her hooks into him and he wanted nothing so much as to get out of his marriage to little Annie. Of course he wanted to keep the money and the influence and contacts, which was tricky. But the pussy on the side was good and persuasive so he asked Annie for a divorce. She refused and her father's old friends served as a sort of guarantee the fellow would not manage to leave her for any reason.

"Now I had developed a bit of a reputation by that time in China. One of the things I rather liked to do was demand things of guys there they both hated to give me but could 'spend' as part of a business deal. It always makes them think you are special. Hung Ye Chao, Annie's ex, husband at the time, he had to give up his mistress to me when we became partners. Once it got around that I like to fuck guy's wives, the wives came to expect it and the reputation of my one-eyed monster got around. Now I never focused on wives, lots of time they were not worth it; girlfriends, daughters, mistresses, shit even a mother or two; I tried to fuck them all. I almost always demanded a shot at the wife of the guys who had mistresses and who knew I knew it. It let them know that even if I was a fucking gui lao, I would not play fair if they didn't. Annie here heard about my monster. After it came to her averted attention that her husband was banging another woman, she demanded that if he wanted to keep his dick, he had to introduce us and then watch while she fucked me.

"So, Mr. Duncan, can I call you Sonny?"

I hesitated, but it seemed to be a real question, not a verbal twitch. "Ah, sure, Mr. Kingston."

"Call me 'Sid'," he rumbled. "Where was I? So, Sonny, you cannot guess what it is like to have women look at you like a challenge and a big, hard slab of meat ready to make her famous. I rather liked it." He drained the glass and chuckled again, that cracking sound when big boulders impact at velocity. I did not like the violence the sound suggested.

Despite the story he was weaving, my cock was in his wife's mouth and she seemed undeterred by his presence, sucking her own effluvium from my cock while it grew big and strong and happy again before pulling it deep into her throat and working it with her muscles in a way that made it very, very hard. I was ready to release her, throw her on her back and hammer her to the bed; well, except for Sid's presence in the room which made me think that would have been a bit awkward, rude maybe or suicidal, perhaps. But then he stood up. Annie pulled off my cock and then sucked me deep again. The sensation of fearing death while in the midst of a blowjob thrilled through me. It confused me because while I had passed the point of fearing death because I more or less expected to die and soon, I really wanted Annie to get me off one last time before Sid popped my head like a big pimple.

Before my very eyes appeared the largest cock I have ever seen. The fear returned.

"Annie, we are going to try again. Maybe you are greased up enough by now. Sonny here is number five I think, pumping you full of cum, if I count right. And shit, that was just since this morning. I know ol' Sonny here fucked you at least twice last night before I went to sleep. One of the other guys came over after that and your racket woke me up for a moment. That should be enough, don't you think." Sid got onto the bed and maneuvered Annie's ass around till he was satisfied. He sat on his heels like Mahatma Ghandi at the weaving spindle, Annie's legs spread over his knees. I could see the big cock head peeking over the crest of her rump in front of my eyes, against the flat, gaunt cliff of the man's broad chest. Annie sucked so hard on my cock I feared she would take it off. Her excitement communicated itself to me. Her hands gripped my waist, like she was holding on, preparing for the monster cock to enter her body and I was her security . . . cock?

Sid put one hand on his cock and pressed it down her slit before letting it drag back up into position. He repeated that a couple times, just fiddling with her body and his. Annie groaned around my cock, hands tightening on me. Finally, Sid pressed forward, sitting on his heels, his brown-gray legs seeming to be carved from wood, strong and solid, hairless and lean, shining in the awful light. He shoved forward and surprisingly, Annie pulled off my cock to press her pussy down the great tapered head. She closed her eyes and twisted her ass, wagging it back and forth till the whole head lodged inside her cunt or at least, disappeared from my fevered gaze.

"Geezus!" Sid groaned. "Annie has a great pussy, doesn't she?"

When he did not keep talking, I figured I better answer. "Fucking A." I said. "Annie is a great piece of ass!"

Annie's eyes opened and she smiled at me, a sort of sad piteous look. Then she closed them again and tried to press her body further onto the great slab of meat hooked inside of her body.

Sid patted her hip gently. "Relax, Annie. We have time. I need to talk to your little toy for a bit before we get down to business."

Talking is good, I thought. Let's talk a lot! I could not imagine any business that would be good for me at that moment, what with the man's wife's mouth on my cock and his monster nosing into her pussy. Without an engraved invitation, it seemed like a bad situation. Thank god I was past being scared. At least for the moment, the cock was aimed at Annie, not me. I'd like to say I relaxed but that is overstatement. But I could breathe more or less normally. That was something.

"So anyway," Sid resumed, settling onto his knees, "Annie wanted to fuck me." Annie's body, propped on his legs and pierced by his cock, shivered. When the tremor passed she moved her mouth back to my cock and sank it down onto me, taking me completely into her mouth and just holding me there. My cock swelled and bulged with pride at such attention.

"So Annie wanted to see the famous 'great cock', hen da ji ji, in Chinese. I used to walk into a room and I'd hear everyone whispering that. It just means huge cock." Sid adjusted Annie's body on his legs which sent tremors up her spine and thence down my cock. She seemed to like that motion because she undulated her body between the two cocks in her trying to duplicate it. She did not do very well but the effort felt good.

"When Annie met me, she walked right up to me and said she wanted me to fuck her, in Chinese of course and loudly which made everyone else in the room really, really uncomfortable. If you knew anything about China you would understand that better. Not willing to be put off balance by a Chinese broad, I said fine, where and when. She said the next day. She looked at her husband and pointed at him. She asked if he could be home by noon? He was poleaxed but she did not let him off. She kept staring at him till he agreed. Then she looked at me and said one o'clock and said I should bring my cock; her husband was going to watch her fuck me. She left the room, just like that.

"I tried to laugh it off but her husband no less insisted I had to show. My partners said that if I did not, he would end up pig feed somewhere and our hopes of completing a billion dollar deal would be kaput. Now I like sex but I love business and this deal was going to be both lucrative and fun. If my partners had not been so scared . . . one of them even said that I might not get out of China and he might never fuck another woman with anything but a finger, if they let him keep that . . . her family was nothing to sniff at, it turned out and most of them were scared of Annie here. I would have skipped it but with all the flurry, I had to keep the appointment. Plus they all escorted me. I had to go.

"I really didn't know much about her family but she was not too popular with them either. Something about her made them fear her. So anyway, I went to my partner's house. She made him answer the door. He took me to a nice room with a western toilet and a soft bed and everything. He told me to shower and gave me the best silk robe I ever owned. I showered, put it on and walked out of the bath to the bedroom. There was Annie standing by the bed, glaring at her husband. He sat on a straight backed chair with his hands folded in his lap, staring at them.

"Annie turned to me and pointed. 'Now you fuck me.' She said. She untied her robe and dropped it revealing this perfect little body to me. She got onto her knees on the bed and waited, typical Chinese position, doggy is, I am told. I have to tell you, very few Chinese women even dared to board this train, much less take it all. I traveled in China with a Russian woman who had four kids for the first couple years. She echoed and could barely fit around me. When the guys would try to show off their girls, I had her. I traveled with her because a couple times of having the Chinese girl run out of the room screaming after seeing or occasionally actually feeling my cock and almost getting my throat cut warned me that I needed to be careful about letting Chinese women try to prove something about their sexuality with my cock; it was risky and I don't like risk that much. Eventually, it got around that you did not offer a woman idly to me and it became a contest to see who could find one to take me. No one ever introduced me to their wives once it got around. I had to find new tactics. That's when I started with mistresses, girlfriends, sisters, daughters and mothers. Very few women can take me, a lot tried. They exist but they are few and far between. I am just too big. Most cocks this size do not have the heart behind it to keep in inflated for long. I have always been healthy but I digress. Ready, hon?" Sid leaned forward smoothing a hand up Annie's back.

She expelled my cock carefully from her pliant mouth and said, "Yes, Sid. More cock, please." She sounded so different, so polite I almost laughed. She put her lips back to my cock and bobbed her head a few times before resuming her position with my cock fully lodged in her mouth and throat. She waited, tense. I could feel the tension thrumming in her taut body.

Sid put his hands on her hips and lifted her, like she was made of paper. He scooted forward a little and then he lowered her onto his cock. I could not see it from my vantage point; Annie's body hid it. But her hips flinched wide, bending wide like there was a hinge in her tailbone. She groaned. Sid pressed down on her hips and she shivered and then passed right into a wracking orgasm.

"Hold her head, Sonny. She might jerk a little and you don't want teeth marks on your cock."

He was 100% right about that. I did as instructed.

Sid moved back and Annie's body quit jerking. The little orgasm left her. Annie lifted her head and then pressed it back down my cock, nestling me into her throat and mouth, her tongue languidly stroked and massaged me.

Sid continued. "So anyway, there I was, stark naked in a strange house in Beijing with a nude woman waiting on her bed waiting for me to do her doggy style while her two-timing husband watched. I looked at him and he gave me no indication at all of what to do." Sid smiled at me. "Relax Sonny, I have been in your position and you are doing fine. Keeping it up when a husband walks into the room speaks well of you. It indicates it is the woman that you like fucking, not the man." He adjusted Annie's hips again and I swear I saw them drop down a couple inches indicating that much more of him had entered her body. The man was fucking huge, I tell you.

"I have a rule, you seem to have one like it, Sonny. Never turn down pussy. Nothing good has ever come from scorning a horny woman and Annie was hot to trot. So I moved to stand beside her and dropped my robe. Annie turned her head and began talking in Chinese too fast for me to follow. Her husband told me later she said he had told her the fucking truth for the first time in his skinny, worthless, pig fucking life and now she had to let this monster lo wai fuck her. She said she was going to get him for it. That made him turn white, I swear. She turned back to me and with her face set, told me to climb abroad and fuck her.

"I did not know what else to do. I got behind her sort of like I am now and tried to enter her. She never quailed but I never got it into her. She started trembling like a leaf and tightened up, way worse than she is now. He told me she counted on 'big dick' going soft so she would not have to take me but I never did, never do once the big guy gets riled unless I go to sleep or come." He brushed a hand over Annie's spread hips and rose up, showing me the girth of his cock and how it compared to her body. I could not believe there was any hope for her and I was not sure why we were even trying.

Sid pulled on her hips and Annie matched his pressure, shoving down with her back. Another few inches of his massive member passed into her body. Annie grunted and gurgled on my cock, which felt pretty good, actually.

Sid went on with his story. I was going to hear it all, apparently. "I tried to fuck Annie all that afternoon. By five, her husband was grinning and sitting with a bottle of bai jiu next to his chair, completely blasted, watching Annie sweating and crying as she tried to fuck me. She had me lay on my back and she lowered her cunt down onto me but after trying for twenty minutes, she gave up. We tried with her on her back, her side, shit we did the whole book but she got only about six inches into her at one time.

"To make a long story short, I never fucked her that day. She finally tried to get her mouth around it and could not do that. She was abashed, I think that is the right word. She sucked on the end till I came and we gave up. The next day my partners were ecstatic. They said the deal was sure to work now and we had nothing to fear from Annie's family. We were too happy too soon.

"The ruckus between Annie and her husband got worse and more rancorous. Finally, it seemed like the deal and even my right to work in China at all were in jeopardy. I asked to meet Annie and she agreed but in public. I had figured out what had happened by then. Annie had crowed she was going to fuck 'big dick' but when it got out that she had failed, she lost big face among the women she knew. They mocked her but only a few tried to prove they were better women than she was. None were.

"Anyway, it got out that Annie tried and failed. She hated that. She had told her husband if it got out, she would ruin him. He could not keep it quiet and what had been 'fixed' got broken again. I never told but whether her husband was to blame or Annie herself confided in the wrong ear, I don't know but it got out. She became famous for publicly humiliating herself in her social circles. She blamed Hung Bu Hao, though." Sid tried to giggle but it just came out a foolish booming chuckle. His glee was clear though. "She called him that and he never understood. Bu hao means 'not good' so she was telling him he was not well hung, right to his face. He even answered to the name, took pride in it. He thought she was calling him bad boy Hung, his family name. I think I was the only one to get it. Annie is a smart girl.