Cuckoo Calling

"Oh no, no don't stop no, so close so close."

Panting and covered in sweat Zara ached for release. Christ, what is happening to her. Her deluded mind would give the sane part of her no reasoning at all. The old witch rubbed her hands with glee and waved the young eighteen year old cuckoo to the bed. Knowing it was his first breeding and the most virile she needed to keep him in check as not to waste his precious load.

"Remember Dafid you must not cum do as the others have done before you." She told him sternly.

Zara was starting to calm down and again stared vacantly up at the ceiling seeing stars as she floated along. She was aware of her legs being pulled apart again and a cock slither against her clit causing her senses to reignite.

The inexperienced cuckoo clumsily prodded around her pussy until he found the Promised Land, His cock was fatter and slightly longer than the other two cuckoo's. Zara felt her pussy stretched as never before and cried out in pain as the young lad bucked into her.

Gasping for breath she cried "Ooh what's happening so big!"

Dafid hadn't even managed to get half his cock into her before he felt his balls churn giving Zara short stabs he groaned in pleasure at the tightness of her pussy, remembering the witches words he reluctantly pulled out of the beautiful red head his large cock twitched as he grabbed the base of it as his ejaculation was stopped in its tracks he felt his balls swell and get bigger.

Zara again denied her own release flopped frustrated back onto the bed. The witch rubbed her belly again the strange warmth flowed through her lower belly again, the witch pinched Zara's rock hard nipples and as she winced in pain declared. "Cuckoo's she is ready."

The first cuckoo stepped back to the bed grasped her legs and quickly entered her sopping wet pussy with no thought of his partner he pushed in and out of her fucking her hard.

Zara felt the onslaught on her body and gasped and screamed as her senses reacted to the rapid strokes into her body. She saw nothing only the stars above and her orgasm was building again.

Mathew stroked his cock in and out with full strokes at fifty four he couldn't keep the rapid pace up for long so settled down into a steady rhythm. Zara felt every thrust and cried out every time the heavy balls slapped against her.

The warm sheath milking his cock soon became too much, his spunk laden balls were churning he looked over at the old witch as if seeking permission seeing her silently nod her head he bucked into Zara hard and held himself as deep as he could. Zara felt the cock expand in her pussy twitch and the felt a torrent of warm liquid flow deep into her. Mathew grunted and ground hard into her as cum erupted from his balls.

Zara wailed "Ooh what's that? Oh NO."

The cock inside her wilted as it shrank then it was quickly removed Mathew looked at the oozing slit of the young woman and smiled his job was done.



Kevin took his place quickly not giving Zara time to recover or comprehend what had just occurred. He rubbed his cock up and down her juicy slit. Zara mewed at the touch of the silky glands still aching for an orgasm of her own.

Just like Mathew he pushed into her and started power fucking, his cock felt good in the slippery channel well lubricated by pussy juice and Mathews cum.

Zara desperately stared into the sky trying to fathom out what was happening to her body as her breaths came quicker and quicker, the seemingly everlasting cock sawing on and on deep into her body.

Mathew gasped for air as he pummelled poor Zara's pussy lunging in and out relentlessly. Her pussy gripped his cock hard and he could take no more. He groaned "Yes take it, take it all." As he too released a torrent of hot cum deep into Zara's fertile womb.

Zara cried out again as another spurt of warmth spread through her lower body "Ooh, Ooh No What's happening?"

The old witch laughed and again rubbed her belly "Nearly there dear." She cackled and waved the young cuckoo forward.

Dafid took his place and with more control this time pushed his longer fatter prick into Zara the change in size registered even in Zara's unstable mind.

Instinctively she arched her back trying to get away from the large cock spearing into her. Unwittingly she aided his progress into her, the vaginal track now slick with her juices and two loads of cum made it much easier for the large prick to slide into her.

Dafid marvelled at the tightness of her pussy the heat and moisture driving his instincts to bury all of his cock into her. Half way in just as he was before he paused took both of Zara's ankles in his hands and placed them on his shoulders. Spreading her further open he slowly stroked in and out of her.

Zara was again mewing as the thick cock sawed in to her "Ooh Ohh." She wailed.

Shifting his weight forward he bent her in two her slim legs resting on his shoulders.

He gave one extra hard thrust and the rest of his large cock buried itself deep into her, going deeper than anyone had ever gone before pushing the collective cum already in her pussy deeper into her. She felt the tip of the large penis bang hard against her cervix something she had never felt before.

Zara screamed loudly at the pain, taking no heed to her discomfort he really started to nail her hard. Drawing all the way out and fully back in again the potent cum filled balls slapping against her arse and the tip prodding at her cervix.

Part of Zara's brain clicked on to the fact that this was real the large prick spearing deep into her was no fantasy but still her eyes registered nothing. A deep tingling was forming deep inside her molten pussy an orgasm that had so far been denied her broke with an intensity she had never experienced before her mouth flew open as her body convulsed under the jack hammering youth.

Dafid's thrusting was driving her hard into the mattress causing her to bounce back impaled on his cock the mattress springs screamed their protest.

On he pumped like a madman Zara just lay there sparks flying in her brain as the second orgasm hit her already over loaded senses. Her eyes still trying to see who or what was fucking her so violently as the orgasm ripped through her, her eyes saw something in the darkness with relief she saw Alan's face and then with a blink of her drug affected eyes he was gone. The youth slowed his thrusting as he felt the sap beginning to rise his over laden balls ached. He pushed as deep into Zara as he could his large cockhead tight against the opening of her womb then with three extra hard thrusts he roared as the contents of his potent balls surged deep into Zara's waiting womb.

Zara felt the pain as the cock smacked her cervix then on the third thrust the pain was dowsed by a soothing jet of warmth. Wailing and sobbing she passed out. Dafid felt his cock twitch for the fourth time then as it softened he withdrew it from Zara's battered hole with a plop.

The witch smiled. "Now it is done you must go back to where you come from."

A wave of the wand and the three cuckoo's left and went zombie like on their way to travel as their ancestors had.

The witch looked at Zara lying passed out on the bed her once tight pussy gaping open leaking cum the neat ginger pubic hair matted to her skin smiling she reached down and rubbed her belly once more.

"Look after our child well Zara."

With help from her companion the witch replaced Zara's clothing and removed all traces of the ceremony silently they left the house never to be seen again.

The shrill tone of the telephone woke Zara from her slumber groggily she reached out to take the call but too late the caller had rung off. 'Bloody hell its four O'clock she lurched up off her bed. Her eyes hurt with the daylight and her head pounded like she the worst hangover ever. Her body ached like she had been run over by a bus and she was still in her clothes what the hell was that odour just what had she been doing last night? Gingerly she made her way to the kitchen and made a coffee feeling better after the caffeine fix Zara stumbled to the shower.

She peeled her clothes off dropping them into the laundry basket pausing as she removed her knickers, they felt damp and gave off a stale sexual odour panicking her slightly as she desperately sought answers to the strange graphic dreams she had been having. As she stepped into the shower, her eyes wandered down her body something didn't feel right her pussy was sore, open and red clearly she had been involved in a sexual encounter yet she remembered nothing. As the water washed away any external evidence she dismissed it all as a bad dream. As she got on with freshening herself up her mind drifted back to her husband and resuming their quest for a baby.

As time passed she got flashbacks of the dreams nothing felt right something had definitely gone horribly wrong. Seeking answers of what had occurred that night she sought out the kindly lady who had promised to help her. Seated on the bench Zara waited for her to appear but she never came.

Ten days later Alan arrived back from his trip and as he expected Zara literally jumped him the moment his case hit the floor.

"Oh Alan I have missed you so much." Zara kissed him passionately.

"I missed you too." He replied as he wrapped his arms around her having had no female contact for the time he was away he gladly let his wife lead him to their bedroom. As they made out Alan got the first seed of doubt in his mind that something was different. Their clothes quickly discarded they writhed on the bed Zara straddled him and lowered her self onto his erect cock. As she sank easily down onto him taking his full length in one smooth movement Alan found himself wondering why she wasn't as tight as he remembered.

Telling himself he was being stupid he lay back as his beautiful wife rode him enjoying the sight of his slim redhead wife bouncing merrily on his rock hard cock.

Zara got into a real rhythm thrusting up and down with her hips trying to get better sensations just like she had in her dreams, Alan's cock didn't seem to fit as snugly as it used to, baffled she pumped on and on. Zara heard Alan's breathing go ragged as he fought against his impending orgasm.

"Go on lover knock me up." She implored him as she rocked up and down on his prick.

Alan could stand it no longer and with a moan shot his thin cum into his wife's sloppy pussy. Zara flopped down on top of him and they lay there entwined as sleep took over them.



Their lives took on its usual pattern until the day when Zara felt ill. As she got up she felt strangely queasy she ran to the bathroom quickly and made it just in time, as she retched into the toilet pan she knew she was finally pregnant. Just to make sure Zara left it a couple of days and then took another test her heart skipped as the indicator confirmed the news, she raced down stairs to tell Alan the great news.

As she blurted out the news instead of being happy Alan was devastated he knew from the lab results that there was no possible way he was the father. He let Zara rattle on and on after a while he said he had to go to his office he kissed her goodbye and then went to the one person who could help him find out who she was having an affair with.

Douglas Donovan was an old family friend of Alan's he was also a private investigator one of the best in Britain if there was a guilty wife or husband he had seen it all and proved it time and time again.



Alan poured out his story Douglas listened intently after Alan had finished his tale of woe he said.

"Okay so you are absolutely sure the kid can't be yours?" "Science is wrong sometimes."

Alan shook his head glumly "No Doug there is no doubt about it I am sorry to say I just want to know who the slut slept with before I divorce her."

"Alright if you are sure about this I will do some digging and get back to you." Knowing the couple as he did he was sure this case wouldn't take long to crack.



A week later Alan's mobile buzzed noticing Doug's number he made his excuses and went outside to take the call telling Zara it was work.

"Hi Alan pop in and see me I have finished my investigation I need to bring you up to speed on your case."

"Okay give me half an hour I'll be at your office."



Alan arrived at Douglas's plush office and sat himself down to hear the sorry tale.

"Well I have followed Zara for a week, monitored all mobile and landline calls in and out, checked all emails on your IP address going back two years and found absolutely nothing!" "No money is missing from your accounts no unexplained hotel or credit card transactions bugger all."

"What she has to be having an affair."

"Alan I know a serial cheater when I see one Zara is not one of them my guess is, if what you are telling me is true then it can only be a one night stand."

"But as part of my delving I sounded out all of your neighbours and nobody has seen any strange men around your house at any time."

"I appreciate what you're saying but unless it's divine intervention babies don't just happen."

"Can't argue with your logic mate but I'm sorry I can't give you any more support in your argument on the evidence I have."



Totally bewildered by the events taking place in his life Alan refused to accept that the baby was his. As time went by the resentment and bickering finally caused him to snap and divorce Zara.

When the baby was born an old lady watched silently from a distance once satisfied that the child was a healthy boy she silently slipped out of the hospital and away her job complete for another eighteen years. Upon the birth Alan insisted upon DNA testing it confirmed exactly what Alan knew he wasn't the father the baby wasn't his. The judge passed his verdict quickly and Zara was branded a cheater and cast aside by her friends and family.

Seeking answers for herself she often went and sat on the bench by the sea hoping to see the old lady to get an explanation on if of how she had helped get her into this mess. She never saw her again.



Zara her life in tatters was forced to move away with her son and build, after a struggle a new life for herself eventually she met a new partner and raised their own offspring. Her first child whom she called Aaron was always the black sheep of his step family and never really fitted in with anyone else either.

A loner who always kept himself to himself Aaron knew he was different and so did his mother shortly after he turned eighteen, Aaron heard the calling. When he didn't show up for four days Zara was forced to do what every parent dreads file a missing persons report, Aaron had joined the exclusive list of unexplained disappearances.