*Author's Note: Any persons engaging in any sexual acts are at least eighteen years of age.
Joey sat in the recliner, watching the Ole Miss-Alabama football game. Every now and then, he would take a sip of beer, or nibble on some of the Chex party mix she'd fixed for him. But he never paid any attention to her, except to order her to get him another beer.
"Aw yeah, Crimson Tide, in the lead!" he cheered at halftime, then seemed to remember that she was in the room.
"Come here," he ordered and Barbara warily approached his chair.
He'd been drinking beer since eleven o'clock three hours and fifteen minutes of alcohol consumption.
"I said 'come here,'" he hissed angrily and grabbed one of her breasts and pulled her closer.
"Ah!" she gasped as he squeezed her breast savagely.
"I like your pussy shaved like that," he said and roughly jammed a finger into her dripping slit.
"Thank you," she blushed. "I shaved it for you."
"I know that," he said and jammed three more fingers into her.
"Uh!" she grunted and the painful intrusion; Joey's fingers were quite large.
"I need to piss," he announced and pulled her by her long hair down the hall to the bathroom.
She cleaned his cock with her mouth after he'd pissed and shaken the errant drops from his cock. She sucked the head and used her tongue to swipe the piss slit, then sucked the entire length of it into her mouth. She pressed her nose into his pubic hair and smelled his sweat, his manliness.
"Enough," he snapped and lightly slapped her cheek.
She followed him back to her living room and sat back down on the couch, waiting his next orders.
"Hey, fucking bitch, I tell you to sit?" he asked.
"No, no, you need something?" she stammered, jumping to her feet.
"Yeah, you getting real good at sucking nut," he said and slid his pants down and spread his legs.
She knelt in front of the chair and tongued his hairy, sweaty scrotum, then took his testicles into her mouth; one at a time, then took both of them in and avidly lapped at them with her tongue.
His fat cock grew in length and she hoped he would let her suck his cock; let her eat his hot spunk.
He used a handful of her hair to pull her onto her feet, and then bent the five foot ten inch tall woman at the hips. He entered her pussy from behind, burying himself to the hilt.
"Ah!" she screamed in orgasm and he pounded her hard and fast, never letting go of her hair.
"Fuck yeah!" he grunted and emptied himself into her unprotected pussy.
"By the way, "He said as he was preparing to leave. "Rebecca's fucking begging me to take her to the Winter Pageant, what you think?"
Barbara felt a stab of jealousy; Rebecca was her eighteen-year-old daughter. She knew that her daughter had a big crush on the handsome nineteen-year-old Joey. She also knew, at forty-three, she couldn't compete with the younger version of herself.
Joey smiled, waiting for Barbara's response.
"That would be great," she finally said and forced a smile to her face.
"Good, good," he crooned, patting her cheek. "By the way, I'm coming back tomorrow; Atlanta's playing Tampa Bay."
She knew that she had better get some more beer and snacks for the boy; he'd drank the better part of a twelve pack today.
"Okay, what time's kick-off?" she asked him.
"One, I think," he belched, then roughly kissed her and left her condominium.
She hurried to answer the door; either he was early or she was running late.
"Hey," he smiled and pushed his way into her condominium in his usual abrupt manner.
"Joey!" she screamed as three more youths barged in right behind him
"What?" he snapped. "These are friends of mine, all right?"
"Oh, okay," she said, trying to catch her breath.
"Nice place," one of the youths said.
"Thanks," Both Barbara and Joey said.
"Um, can I get y'all anything?" Barbara stammered.
"Move, dick lick, that's my fucking chair," Joey ordered and after some grumbling, the other boy got out of the chair and Joey sat down.
"Yeah, Joey says you stock up pretty good on the beer," one of the boys said and Barbara scurried off to the kitchen to fetch them beers.
"Hey," another one of the boys said, unzipping his pants. "Joey says you ain't a bad piece of ass, even if you are fucking old."
Barbara ran from the room in tears.
"What, dude?" the boy said, stuffing his cock back into his pants. "I thought you said she was cool with this shit."
Joey barged into her room and pulled her out of her bed and slapped her face a couple of times.
"Fucking embarrassing me in front of my friends?" he hissed in her face. "Better get your ass out there and give them a piece of ass. Now."
"Fucking old?" she sobbed. "You called me 'fucking old?'"
"Well, yeah, what the fuck you think you are?" he asked.
He kissed her, almost gently, and then smiled at her.
"But you're still a sexy fucking piece of ass, old or not," he said softly.
She began to follow him out of the room.
"You going to fuck them like that?" he asked. "You going to keep your shorts on?"
"No, no, of course not," she stammered.
"Then get them off, stupid bitch," he said and left her to strip.
Aw, yeah, that's what I'm talking about!" one of the boys hooted as a nude, shivering Barbara entered the living room.
"Um, okay, who's first?" she asked Joey.
"All of us," he laughed and began to pull off his own clothes.
"All of..." Barbara asked.
She was roughly yanked down onto a hard cock. She groaned as the large member shoved itself deep into her pussy, bumping quite painfully against her cervix.
"No!" she cried out as she felt Joey's rough hands prying her buttocks apart. "No, Joey, I don't like it there!"
"Shut the fuck up," he hissed angrily in her ear. "I don't fuck you up the shitter because YOU like it! I fuck you up the shitter because I like it!"
She grunted in pain as he savagely gripped her large breasts and used them as leverage to pull himself into her protesting bowels.
Before she could cry out, a cock jammed itself into her mouth. Then a second cock was pressed to her lips and she opened her mouth wide to accommodate the two cocks.
Her orgasm was continuous and she finally blacked out.
See?" Joey laughed.
She came too, now laying on her back on top of Joey as he pumped his cock in her pussy. Another boy lay on top of them, also pounding her pussy.
"See?" Joey laughed again. "I told you, the bitch's cunt could can take two at a time."
The other two boys had to prove that she could indeed take them both in her pussy as well, and then settled down to watch the game.
Time and again, they'd force a cock into her mouth or pussy or ass, when she wasn't busy getting them beers or something to eat.
In the bath, she examined her breasts. They were purple in some places; purple bruises the size of Joey's fingers. Her sore buttocks, she'd determined, also bore the marks of his hands were he'd gripped them cruelly as he pushed his cock into her bowels.
She wondered if he planned to rape Rebecca next Friday, the night of their Winter Pageant. Would he jam his cock in Rebecca's mouth, force it down her throat? Would he rip her dress from her and grip her breasts in his powerful hands? Would he slap Rebecca's face for crying? Would he batter his cock into her virgin pussy, tear her hymen, and plant his seed in Rebecca's womb? Would he force his cock up Rebecca's unsuspecting rectum, tearing the sensitive flesh?
Barbara masturbated frantically, sloshing the water out of the tub onto the floor.
Joey stepped out of his mother's home, resplendent in his tuxedo. He held the corsage box in his left hand and his car keys in his right. Just as he opened the car door, Barbara Ross walked up, smile on her face.
"Hey, what you doing here?" he asked in genuine surprise.
She raised the nine-millimeter pistol and put three bullets into his head and three more into his chest.
Barbara gave birth to Joey's daughter while awaiting trial for his murder.
**Author's note. I write these stories for my pleasure. I post them here for yours. If this ain't your cup of tea, don't read it. It's as simple as that.