Cobra Strike

Herb didn't expect a knock on his door that day, especially at mid morning. He answered and there stood a woman in her late thirties. She had a somewhat hard look to her eyes with dark hair that she wore in a tight ponytail.

"Hi, I'm Kora, your neighbor down the hall." she said in a throaty voice.

"Oh, hello!" Herb replied, "Is there... something I can help you with?"

"Yes, actually I was wondering if you could help me move a piece of furniture?"

"Ahhh..."

"It's not very heavy, just awkward to handle!" she assured him.

"Well- okay. Why not!" he acquiesced, "Let me get my shoes."

Herb went back inside and got his shoes and met her outside his front door. He was a bit past his prime at fifty-four, but he still liked to think of himself as a helpful citizen. As they walked down the apartment hallway, he noticed that Kora had a strong, fit body for a woman her age. This made him hope that the piece of furniture wasn't heavier than she described since light was a concept that was relative to the time you spent in the gym. He had hurt himself at work a few years before and didn't want a recurrence of his sciatica.

"My name's Herb, by the way." he said before shaking her hand.

"Nice to meet you, Herb. I met your wife at the clubhouse the other day. She said you were a master at fixing things."

"Oh, well, I do a bit here and there."

They arrived at her place and she showed him the piece of furniture. It was a china cabinet. Together they walked it, without much effort, ten feet to the neighboring wall.

"Okay thanks," she said, "I've got this bookcase that I need moved, too. Right over here."

"Ah, okay." he said as he followed her.

They picked the bookcase up with the books still in it and then as he strained to keep his grip on his side she paused and tried to decide where it would look best.

"I guess over here will be okay." she finally decided.

His face turned red from strain as they let it down. She was obviously rearranging the entire apartment.

"There's something in my bedroom I wanted your opinion on, too." she told him then.

She took him into the bedroom and showed him her massive, antique oak bed with its canopy unattached.

"Do you think you could reconnect the canopy for me?"

Herb was getting a bit annoyed now. Mainly because her demeanor had become somewhat presumptive and overreaching.

"Well, I don't think I have the tools for that," he replied.

"What about just putting the screws in by hand to connect the top frame?"

He tilted his head and grimaced.

"Don't think that would be safe." he explained.

"Okay, can you help me shift it over a few inches then?"

"The whole bed?!"

"Yes."

"Not sure that will work..."

"Let's just try!" she insisted.

They each went to a side and took hold of the lower frame.

"Okay, on three. Ready? One, two, three!" he coached as they lifted and shoved.

The bed moved an inch.

"Okay, once more!" he called out from his bent over position.

On the second attempt the bed hardly moved at all and Herb felt a surge of pain shoot down his right leg.

"Damn!" he said as he straightened up and gripped his lower back.

"What happened?" Kora asked.

"Nothing. Just a little tweak." he said, trying to sound stoic.

"Have a seat, Herb." she told him as she walked around and guided him to a chair.

She went and came back with a glass of water and an aspirin.

"Here. Take this," she said as she handed the water and pill over, "I probably should have gotten a kid from the clubhouse gym to help me."

"A kid!" Herb thought. Was she trying to say a kid could have moved that bed?! This was gratitude for you! Herb drank down the pill and tried to stand, but winced as soon as he put weight on his legs.

"Not working?" she asked.

"It'll pass." he insisted with a hint of annoyance.

"Here, come and lay down on the bed." she told him as she pulled him up and guided him over to her oak monstrosity.

Every step was painful, but she was finally able to get him to the bed and reclined. He laid there and covered his face with his arm.

"Just take it easy here for a while." she said.

He remained there immobilized and heard her go into the bathroom and start the shower. After a few minutes the sound of the water made him doze off. The next thing to come into his consciousness was the sound of quick, oily rubbing and the sensation that the bed was shaking. He opened his eyes and to his amazement Kora was sitting on the bed next to him nude rubbing away at her tent-like clitoris. He froze there as his eyes traveled up to her face. Her eyes were closed and her expression was concentrated and tense. He didn't know what to do so he just laid there and watched. What had he gotten himself into? She flicked away at her tent clit with two fingers completely oblivious to him. Or so it seemed. What kind of wild shit was this lady into? She began to moan then.

"That's it!" she blurted softly as her body went stiff, "Fuck yeah!"

He looked down at her big, clean shaven cunt then as she climaxed and watched as it pulsed and throbbed, it's hood and wide lips actually projecting up and flaring out in the shape of a cobra's head. She was almost a hermaphrodite!

She rode out her climax quietly from there on, only muttering under her breath from her stiffened throat and distorted face. She delved her two fingers down into her wet hole afterwards and went giddy. He lifted himself off the bed at this point and walked toward the door slowly through his pain.

"Can you come back tomorrow?" he heard her ask before he reached the hall.

"Uh, not sure." was all he could think to say.

But when he got home and gobbled down some painkillers, he couldn't help but think about Kora's big cunt. He wondered how it would feel to wrap his lips around. He'd never seen female genitalia that big! And it seemed she was a born exhibitionist!

The next day after taking some more painkillers he went back. She answered the door wearing nothing but a short, silk robe. She had on a bit more makeup, but her demeanor was business-like.

"Sit right over here." she directed with a finger.

She took a seat on the couch opposite him, pulled her feet up onto the cushion and revealed her nude cunt to him immediately.

"You like watching girls masturbate?" she asked him as she spread her legs good and wide for him.

He stared down at her meaty sex organ and felt his body go rigid.

"Sure." he finally said.

"Good. You know, it's too bad about that bad back of yours." she told him as she let her fingers touch down on that grand hooded gland of hers.

What did she mean by this? Was she teasing him?

"It'll be fine." he replied.

"I guess it doesn't matter."

"What do you mean?" he asked.

"Well, you're impotent anyway, aren't you?"

"What?" he replied in utter surprise

"Your wife told me the other day."

"She what?!"

"It's okay. We can still have a good time..." she insisted as she started doing small circles on her prominent woman gland.

Blood pounded into Herb's head. He was incensed that his wife would reveal something like that about him to a complete stranger. He was lost for words.

"...must be shitty for your wife though." she added as she stuck her fingers in her mouth and brought them back to her cobra clit.

Again he was lost for words as anger flashed across his face.

"But that's okay." she assured him, "You just sit there and watch and let me do my business."

He realized then why she had picked him to be her voyeur. He was safe and presented no threat to her. He seethed, but continued watching her. She sent her fingers down into her hole a few times and then pulled up the wetness and rubbed it over her gland.

"I've known quite a few guys who couldn't get it up." she told him, "Sometimes it was a medical thing, but other times it was just their underlying feelings of inferiority."

Herb's blood surged again.

"I see a lot of these guys at the gym." she went on as she worked at getting her sex meat big and engorged, "Big and buff, but limp, little dicks underneath it all."

Herb wondered if she was waiting for him to burst into tears. But he still couldn't bring himself to look away from her and that amazing, somehow graceful sex organ of hers. She grabbed a beaded, glass dildo and started fucking herself with it. She slid it in and out slowly as she watched his face.

"So you don't have to worry about your wife getting fucked by any of them." she assured him,

"Good." he told her.

"So which one are you?"

"Which one?" he asked, feigning confusion.

"Yeah, are you impotent by nature, or has your wife just dominated you into neuterhood?"

He wanted to tell her it was none of her goddamn business! But he didn't.

"Not sure." he replied.

She started fucking herself more vigorously now.

"Not sure if you're a woman or a man?" she mocked, her erect, hooded gland now standing up like a pup tent.

He shrugged his shoulders and she smiled.

"Yeah, your wife has ruined you! You've already given up!" she insisted, "She's got you all ready for the retirement home!"

She began to diddle her tall, but refined girl member with more speed then.

"She's broken you just like cowboys break ponies!" she accused with a certain tense joy in her voice.

Her facial expression became strange as her body began to shutter.

"Poor, limp dick, bad back, Herb!" she blurted shakily, "All he can do is watch now!"

She smiled unevenly and climaxed then.

"Ahhh! Ahhh! Yeaaaah!" she moaned as her fingers slowed and pushed more firmly into her inch high, erect meat.

Herb's eyes grew large as he watched her cobra cunt pulse and actually close slightly north to south like a pincer as she came. It was the most exciting thing he had witnessed in years, but still his prick remained limp and harmless in his boxer shorts. She was right about him. He knew that.

"Whew! That was pretty good!" she said as she relaxed. "Was it good for you, Herbie?"

Herb got up and left then without a word.

"See you tomorrow!" she told him before he closed the door.

The next day he showed up at the same time. He hesitated when he saw a blonde woman with a neck tattoo sitting on the couch.

"Don't be shy, Herb. This is Vickie. She'll be helping us today."

The young woman smiled and waved.

"Go introduce yourself to her!" Kora chastised.

He walked over to where she was sitting and extended his hand.

"Hi, I'm Herb." he said with a goofy grin.

"Hi, I'm Vickie. Nice to meet you, Herb!"

Next to the woman a towel was spread out on the couch.

"Take your pants off, Herb." Kora directed.

He undid his belt and unbuttoned his pants and dropped them, leaving nothing but his boxer shorts.

"All the way off! Shoes too!" she ordered.

He sat down and took his shoes and pants off. Vickie took them from him and set them aside.

"Vickie's going to get you cleaned up." Kora explained before Vickie took him by the hand and walked him into the bathroom.

Once inside she had him take off his boxers and stand in the tub as she wet down and washed his privates. She pushed her soapy hand up between his legs and scrubbed his balls and cock in a business-like way. Then she rinsed him with the shower hose and dried him off and then took an electric trimmer to his hairy groin. After this, she shaved him down there as well until his genitalia were as hairless and smooth as Kora's cunt was. She brought him back out nude from the waist down looking like a boy who'd lost his pants. His cock hung flaccid and his ball sack was obscured and contracted. Kora looked at his meat and laughed.

"Looks like he's ten years old again!" she taunted. "That's amazing. Most guys who get manscaped by Vickie come out with huge erections! Poor, Herb!"

"Hopefully his wife wouldn't notice." Vickie commented.

"Don't worry. Herb's wife hasn't seen his prick in decades!"

Vickie guided him back to the couch where he sat down on the towel. He clasped his hands together and put them over his newly smooth sex parts that felt and looked as if they had just been attached to him. Kora had already worked her cunt into a towering erection and she continued to knock her tented clit back and forth with a single finger. After this, Vickie sat down next to Herb and lifted his hands off his privates. She began to rub his ball sack then and study his face while he watched Kora work away at herself.

"How's that feel, Herbie?" Kora asked him.

He only nodded.

"Vickie is one of those girls at the pool you always watch!"

Herb didn't think this was true. Vickie was much older than those girls.

"She came here to tease that limp dick of yours!" Kora went on.

Vickie moved her hand up to his penis then and rolled it side to side. Herb kept his eyes on Kora the whole time.

"She told me she and her girlfriends all laugh at you when they see you out there!" Kora mocked as she tapped at her hooded little prick.

Vickie went down on him then and wrapped her lips around his gland. She drew it up into her mouth with repeated pulling sucks. Herb closed his eyes and smiled as he sailed away on the sensation. He hadn't been blown in years. Not since a Chinese masseuse had tried to do it with a rubber.

"Feeling good now, Herbie?" Kora checked.

But after ten minutes of sucking Vickie withdrew. She looked at Kora and shook her head. Herb's cock was non-responsive. She unwrapped a lubed condom and put it on her finger then. She had Herb scoot down a bit and spread his legs more and then slid her wrapped forefinger up his ass. Herb's expression registered shock as if he had been run through by a sword. This was obviously a first for him.

"Oh no! Is Herbie a virgin!" Kora chimed.

Vickie rammed her finger up into him vigorously as she leaned into him and clung to his shoulder. She kept her face close to his ear and talked to him.

"You like that?!" she asked him repeatedly.

Herb did like it. A lot! He started emitting little whining groans as his pulse pounded in his head. He then started rubbing at his cock in the same way Kora was rubbing her pup tent. He flicked at it side to side as Vickie assaulted his rectum. This was when Kora realized the real problem with him. It wasn't that he wanted to fuck the girls at the pool- it was that he wanted to be one of them! He wanted to be out there flaunting his little pussy just like they were! It was jealousy!

Herb's face was turning crimson now as his body responded to the finger fucking he was getting from Vickie. He was slapping away at his member now mindlessly, his body winding up like a spring. Kora was getting off on watching him and she started to get close herself. Her rough-looking face became weirdly intense then.

"You just want to be fucked like a girl! Don't you, Herbie!" she almost shouted.

He started to shutter then and roll his head around.

"Oh god!" he exclaimed as sweat broke out on his beat red face.

His diddling hand and Vickie's pounding finger brought him to a loud climax then. A climax like he had never felt. A climax that possessed his entire body!

"Oh shit!" Kora gasped as her orgasm broke just after his and flooded up to her brain and then back down to her cunt and asshole in throbbing gongs.

It took a while for their moans to subside, but afterwards it was clear that they had reached a breakthrough.

The next day Vickie was there again and they all went and got on Kora's big, oak bed. This was after Kora gave Herb a silk teddy and a red, tinsel wig to wear. Kora sat up on two pillows against the headboard and pulled her legs up and spread them wide as Herb stared at her equipment. Was she going to let him actually touch her today? She told him to get on his knees and elbows and face her so he could be in the scent range of her while Vickie finger fucked his ass from behind. He did this and got to see all the tricks she used to excite herself. Her genitalia were truly amazing from this low angle as her clit stood mountain-like before him. He saw that any man who fucked her would have to bang away at it and keep her coming the whole time. It had that much elevation! He watched her contently as she worked it and her inner labia up to their fully bloated state and saw all of it begin to glisten with her juice. She slid the glass dildo into her hole then and eventually let him thrash it in and out while she concentrated on her pleasure head.

"That's it! Pound away at me deep!" she exhorted, "Right there!"

Herb tried to imagine how his cock would feel inside her wondrous organ. Would he even be able to keep it in there as she came? It was all a moot point, however. His cock would never plumb her or anyone else for that matter. He would be happy just to get her in his mouth and feel her slippery muscle between his lips. Wasn't that why he was prostrate in front of her cunt now? Bowing to its power and superiority? Wasn't that why he was wearing a wig and lingerie, too? He was her supplicant!

"You wanna taste it, Little Man?" she offered then.

His heart went into his throat.

"Yeah." he replied shakily.

"Come!" she said, reaching out with two hands and pulling his head in.

He soon found his mouth full of her. He licked and sucked and kissed and almost gagged on her!

"How's that clit taste, Herb? You like it!" Kora prodded as she pressed his face down into her salty meat.

In the meantime, Vickie was poking her finger in his ass with a steady rhythm.

"Keep that tongue right there, Herb!" Kora ordered as she clutched his head more desperately.

Herb pressed his tongue against her firm clit meat more forcefully then, but the fucking he was getting from Vickie and her little pulls on his dangling, limp prick were exciting him beyond resistance.

"Wait for me, Herb!" Kora told him as she began to rise, "Don't come yet!"

But Herb lost control and climaxed then and semen dripped from him in small droplets as his rectum pulsed around Vickie's finger. He kept his tongue busy around Kora's cobra head clit though before finally taking the whole thing into his mouth and sucking it to freedom. He watched the hard features of Kora's face soften then as her brain was inundated with pleasure signals.

"Ohhhh Herbie! Shiiiit!" she bellowed as she clutched at his hair.

From then on, Herb enjoyed a new life. He went over there most weekdays and got into his wig and teddy and was rechristened "Herbina" by Kora. He did most of her cleaning and handy work (in his lingerie, of course) and enjoyed masturbation sessions with her until they were both too weak to stand. These usual entailed her facing him on the bed and diddling herself while he sat on a vibrator facing her and diddled away as well. They eventually got so good at it that they had orgasms in tandem that were so intense and loud that her neighbors complained.

So it turned out that as a woman, Herb was still fully functional sexually which gave him a new lease on life. And although he never figured out if Kora was a lesbian or just a woman with deep animosity towards men, he managed to forge a fairly intimate relationship with her. He even believed he envied her in some ways for the powerful organ she had between her legs. These feelings arose when they masturbated usually, at which time he would imagine her beautiful sex organ between his own legs. Yes, as it turned out, it was a clear case of pussy envy!