East Coast Slavers Organization

East Coast Slavers Organization – I: A Caribbean Adventure

Chapter 01 – The Beginning (or An Awesome Start in Michigan)

This epic tale begins with Aaron Clarke flush with success from his Los Angeles / Philippine adventure. A couple of months prior, he had bumped into an old friend in Los Angeles and an unexpected business opportunity arose from the encounter. Now, just months later, Aaron is in the midst of establishing a center of operations for an international shipping business. His friend, Steve Austin, arranged for Aaron to head an east coast office of his company in Coral Gables, just south of Miami, Florida.

When Aaron and Steve met that night in Los Angeles, Aaron was thirty years old and stuck in a dead-end job working with his soon-to-be ex-father-in-law. Their not so great relationship had become a lot worse as Aaron's ugly divorce proceeded. Aaron now associated his soon-to-be-ex's name, Veronica, with everything wrong with modern womanhood. Don't be misled, Aaron didn't hate the fair sex, he just no longer placed any woman automatically on a pedestal. Aaron and Veronica have no chance of reconciliation. Their divorce will be final in another six months or so.

Since marrying the bitch (Veronica in case anyone could ever forget), he worked with his father-in-law. His job was a combination of sales representative, factory worker, and all around gopher to the domineering old fart. Veronica's dad was a piece of work. His perfect little jewel – Veronica – was born late in his life and an only child. Her mother died soon after her birth in a deadly front-end encounter with a drunk driver one afternoon as she headed to pre-school to pick up her toddler, Veronica.

Ralph Morton had plodded along for years outside Detroit with his labeling and cardboard box business. Through all those years, his primary attention focused on Veronica, the business came second. Aaron later became convinced that Ralph completely fucked them both up. By doting on the brat, she evolved into a useless fixture; a parasite on society. His poor business acumen, coupled with his lack of focus, left his business stagnant for two decades. He provided adequately for his small family, but there was no chance of making any real profits.

Aaron first met Veronica Morton after his return home from his enlistment and back-to-back tours in Bosnia and Serbia. He had been a Marine sniper alongside his best friend, Steve Austin. The assignment had been pure hell, hence his initial depression as he arrived back home to Michigan. No matter what happened in later years, there was no grateful nation to meet Aaron and his fellow marines and soldiers as they drifted home from peacekeeping duties.

At twenty, Veronica was ripe for the picking. They screwed on their first date.

The older of the two by a little over six years, Aaron was long gone when Veronica hit the high-school scene and he never knew the true bitch she had become. He had only been home a few weeks before he kept noticing the beautiful girl as he wandered, somewhat aimlessly, around his hometown suburb, trying to figure out what to do with his life. He finally just approached her and asked her out for a coffee and either a movie or something low-key if they clicked.

She immediately said yes. Veronica was actually flattered that this hunk of a guy would pay attention to her. After all, he was twenty-seven, way buff and looking good after nine years of military service. Nobody in her little self-sufficient suburb would dare to approach her. Fear of rejection and humiliation at the hands of the bitch Ice Queen kept everyone at bay. Therefore, despite her beauty, she was frustrated and vulnerable. Everyone else in town had learned the hard way that she could fight like an alley cat and viciously destroy whoever got in her way.

Aaron was blissfully unaware of this. Their first night together, Veronica pushed him forcefully against his car as they left the coffee shop where they had talked for hours. She forced her tongue into his mouth and brazenly slid her hands across his broad back. At twenty, she had so alienated herself and pushed herself up onto an unreachable plateau that she never had the chance to become as aroused as she was now. Her heart was throbbing and she could actually feel her breasts ache and swell.

Aaron was fully aware of her lush breasts. He had been watching her perfect form all night, trying hard not to leer as he kept the conversation going. She was dressed conservatively, but elegantly, especially for such a young girl. Unlike her outfit that evening, Veronica was no longer acting conservative or tentative. Aaron felt his control slipping as the gorgeous young woman's hands eagerly clutched at his back and her tongue danced around his mouth. His more than adequate cock started to throb and twitch into life in his silk boxers.

Meanwhile, Veronica felt nearly faint from desire, and she slumped forward against Aaron's chest. Her eyes watched as her hands, seemingly of their own volition, pulled his shirttails free of his slacks. She bent her face back up and her lips and tongue now moved across Aaron's lowered face as her fingernails gauged their way across his bare sides. Her hands ended up groping his ass. His back was now fully against the rough brick wall of the coffee shop. Aaron decided to go for it. After all, he had been without sex for months and this chick was hot! Aaron's much larger hands and longer arms reciprocated and went straight down to her full ass, lifting her up several inches and pressing her firmly against his now aching cock.

Veronica was lost in a sexual daze. Her pussy was tight against the long, hard lump in Aaron's brushed silk slacks. Four thin layers of silk separated their sexes; her panties and skirt weren't thick enough to blunt the pleasure she was getting from the thick cock's massage. Veronica's pussy started to engorge with blood and throb. She was astonished. Her limited sexual experience in high school was with boys and their boy-size cocks. Most would have spurted out of control already or been so cowed by her overwhelming presence that they would have meekly walked away. She felt her body shift up slightly. His cock slipped down along her pubic mound and then popped out, locking itself directly under her labia. Her entire body now hung, almost impaled by the cock pushing up into her vaginal entrance. Her own weight, and that of the two hands tugging her ass downward, buried the cock against her. "Oh, God," she moaned. "Aaron, what have you got down there?" Her heels hung inches above the ground, weakly twitching. Her entire body pivoted upon his cock as if it spiked into her cunt mound.

Aaron's hands clasped her hips roughly, milking his cock against her tender mound. He remained silent through these moves. She had started this and his last rough moves didn't seem to change her mind. He wouldn't have stopped now unless she noisily voiced her disapproval.

Aaron was strong enough to hold her in place with his left hand while his right one slid up under her skirt and panties, mauling her smooth right ass cheek. His left hand then repeated the same move. Aaron now had both hands on the soft, naked flesh under her panties. "I don't even know what color her panties are," Aaron mused. "Fuck if I care now."

Earlier he had absent-mindedly wondered about her bra's color, size, and style during their long snack and coffee together. Her shapely bust kept him too distracted in the coffee shop to fanaticize about her panties. Finished deciding that she was still willing, he spun around and pushed Veronica's slight form against the nearby coarse brick wall. Now he really leaned into her and nuzzled her exposed throat with his searching lips.

Veronica could feel his hands, each fully engulfing a shapely ass cheek. The wall now scratched her back through her sheer linen top. Suddenly she felt herself humped up, and one hand disappeared from one side of her ass. Without pause, the hand forcibly lurched up, yanking one side of her blouse free of her skirt. Then, her body thumped back down onto his hardon. The two sexes throbbed almost painfully against each other now. "Eiiiii," she silently screamed. As she felt herself hop up again, she actually mumbled aloud, "Ahhh, he's doing it again." The hand quickly found its original place back against her smooth naked ass. Before she finished the second upward motion, she felt the other side of her blouse yanked free of the restraining skirt. Oddly, she had time to tell herself, "Thank God I decided not to wear pantyhose." Almost before the excited blonde could complete the thought, her body plunged down, back to an abrupt stop atop the immovable bulge. This time she actually let out an involuntarily grunt. The rough treatment confused her body; but her brain craved the stimulation from her overloaded nervous system.

Aaron was in full control of this luscious young girl. Veronica bounced on his cock with each waddling step he made away from the wall. He led her further into the darkened parking lot. Within a few paces, he saw a car with its hood parked toward an adjacent building's wall. He fell forward onto the car, slamming Veronica against the trunk. Without pause, he continued to respond to her fervent kisses while his now freed hands slid up to cup her full breasts. He didn't take time to undo her bra or blouse; he simply thrust everything up above her twin mounds, exposing her breasts to the cool night air and her back to the soothing steel of the auto's trunk. Aaron now shifted his mouth down to her two firm breasts while both his hands feverishly moved toward his own pants.

Veronica, her silk-covered pussy now a few inches above his crotch, lost the wonderful stimulation from his dry humping. To compensate, she focused fully on Aaron's talented tongue and lip suction action that he applied to her plump nipples. Her titties were already tingling from the rough treatment her bra gave as it scraped over her lush mounds. Aaron bit and pinched her nipple and between her huge titties. She was unaware that below her own wet pussy, he had freed his cock from his pants and was preparing to move it to her eager cunt. She did feel two hands briefly push against her bare midriff and then drift outward down the outside of her thighs. The stimulation felt great. Veronica moaned and squirmed under the pressure, never thinking about what she was doing in a very public, albeit dark place.

The wandering hands quickly focused their actions after exploring for the top and bottom edges of Veronica's silk panties. Aaron's right hand grabbed his cock's bulging head between thumb and forefinger while his left shifted her panty's crotch panel to the side. One thrust by the 205-pound ex-soldier and six inches of throbbing dry cock pushed into her well-lubricated, but long unused pussy.

Veronica grunted as if struck with a baseball bat. Her head banged back against the car's hood and she mewed like an insensate being. Before she could recover, she felt the partially lubricated cock pull out, and then saw back in just as hard. Now, in only two strokes, Veronica had nine solid inches of fuckmeat fully buried in her belly.

"Oh, … oh, … oh," was the only sound Veronica could make. She was nearly out of it. For the first time in her life, she was not in control and she loved it. Her body writhed in ecstasy as she continued to quietly chant her "Oh, … oh, …" mantra as Aaron set up his own mindless pattern with his brutal hammering of his entire weight against the sloppy wet cunt mound of the senseless blonde below him.

Aaron could feel her tight, hot glove of a vagina clasp his nine-inch cock as it bludgeoned in and out of her greedy box. He could even feel her labia wetly slither down his cock as he withdrew and then fold inward as his thick rod plunged back. He thought that he could actually feel her outer lips fold down along his cock and move downward into her pussy. Aaron flung his shoulders backward to change the angle of his attack into her loosening pussy. His cockhead now scratched up and down the top of her vaginal wall, hitting her 'g' spot while the girth of his thick cock rubbed her outer lips up and down. He couldn't take it anymore. Aaron grabbed her by the shoulders while he kept humping up into her pussy. He then lifted her up and slammed her backside into the wall behind him.

A single drawn out "Ughhhh" whooshed out of Veronica's mouth as he flung her against the bricks, now sandwiching her between his large bruising frame and the unmovable wall. Aaron was fast losing it; without asking for her permission, or even caring how near to cumming she was, he lunged up as hard as he could for another five or six thrusts. "Oh, baby," he finally gasped, "this is it."

Before Veronica's lust shrouded brain could puzzle out what he meant, he did the impossible and thrust up even harder as his spunk started to spurt. Veronica screamed with ecstasy, as she started to cum for the first time in her young life by the action of another person. She felt her pussy walls clamp over and over again as her orgasm continued, unknowingly matching the rhythm of his cock as it spurted again and again into her tight cunt.

Aaron was the first to start to recover. His still hard, but softening cock continued to feel her pussy's spasms as she grunted and her body still writhed mindlessly upon him. He was amazed at how long her climax lasted. "What the fuck just happened," he wondered as he felt the entire front of his slacks damp from their combined fluids. "I just bareback fucked a chick I have known for less that three hours and only spoken to on two different occasions. God only knows if this fantastic woman is on the pill."

Of course, Aaron soon found out the answer to that question. No, the self-centered bitch never stood a chance of getting close enough to a man to get laid. Her unused young womb was primed and ready. She was no virgin; that night was only her third experience fucking a cock. Her two inexperienced teenage lovers had never once sexually satisfied her and Veronica never allowed either to fuck her a second time.

After their mutually explosive orgasms, Veronica wrapped her legs tightly around Aaron's waist as he moved away from the wall toward his car. "Oh, shit," Veronica moaned as her head rolled back loosely. "Get me out of here; but, don't take me home. I'm such a mess right now. Dad would kill me if he saw what we look like."

Later at Aaron's home, he carried her into his apartment and straight to his bedroom. This time he gently laid her down and quietly began to unbutton her blouse and unzip her skirt. Veronica neither helped nor resisted. Her arms and legs just flopped around as her body was gently moved about to get all of her clothes off. She was still enjoying her unexpected post-coital bliss. It was a sensation that she dreamily wondered why she had wasted so much time without.

Aaron was happy to get out of his stained trousers, and moved up the bed beside the girl he had fallen completely in lust with. His naked body covered hers as his hands grasped hers and pulled them up, over her head. He stretched her out, their hands grasped together. Aaron had to hunch over her, supported only by his knees and mouth as he greedily explored her breasts. His knees were busy sliding hers apart. Without further foreplay, he set his cockhead against her wet and slimy labia, and thrust just his plum-sized knob into her sensitive pussy. After some gentle rotating motions to prime the pot, Aaron felt it was time to get things going. His hands shifted to clutch deep into her ass, pulling up as his body-weight corkscrewed his nine-inch cock deep into her cunt. He buried his tool to hilt in her soggy pussy, his hips circling while his body kept their pubic bones grinding together. Aaron felt his cockhead brushing against her cervix.

With his back thrust up and his entire weight directed into her sloppy pussy, his hands slid out from under her ass to caress their way behind her knees. He tugged upward and raised them all the way up, until her knees pressed against either side of her ears.

As her knees hit her ears, Veronica felt stuffed full of cock. In fact, Veronica felt like her entire being was simply one limbless cunt open for his use. As Aaron expected, Veronica began to grunt and whimper as he skewered her body. His ass cheeks clinched and wriggled in an attempt to swirl his cock across every bit of her tight cunt's walls. If he thought he could have crawled into her pussy, cock first, then that's what he would have done.

The deep penetrating fuck kept Veronica's spine painfully folded back, draping her legs over her head. The highest point of her body was her voracious cunt, pointed straight up to the ceiling.

Aaron pounded the young lady's body for hours, frequently changing positions to stimulate every inch of her loose and battered pussy. Her sexual nerves grew so tender that she nearly continuously orgasmed from the onslaught. Finally, he ended up unloading three heavy cums into her unprotected pussy while in the bedroom. After they were finished, and Veronica had cleaned up enough to go home, Aaron stopped Veronica at his apartment's front door for some final kisses and hugs before she left. His hands could not get enough of her perfect ass.

Veronica was tiring and having a hard time standing. Incredibly, she felt Aaron getting hard again. "Oh, Aaron, haven't you had enough?" She felt Aaron move around to her back, his hands now cupping her sore breasts through her blouse. He bumped her back toward the living room and the couch. Unwittingly she tripped and they both flew headfirst onto the back of the couch. Veronica felt the sofa backrest hit her midriff and her hair flipped forward covering her head as her face hit the pillow.

Aaron landed against her exposed ass as she lay bent over the couch. "Baby, this has got to be karma," he growled. There was only one target for his greedy hands – her skirt had slipped toward her head exposing her stained panties. "Don't even know why you bothered with these things," he mumbled as he pulled the wispy, black silk undies down around her ankles.

"Aaron, what are you doing? I'm tired and need to get some sleep." Veronica complained. "Eiiiiii," she shrieked as she felt his tongue burrowing into her sloppy pussy. "Ah, … ah, … yessss," she murmured as his wet tongue rooted against her labia, soothing her scratched outer lips and once again engorging them with blood. Veronica had strength enough only to gently wiggle her hips side to side, she couldn't even push back against his face. Her feet remained tangled together by the panties that caught on her shoes. The evening ended with his fifth load of live sperm packed up her cunt. The evening was more sex at one time than either had ever dreamed about.

He finally got Veronica home by about 1:00 in the morning. She was not so late beyond her curfew that her father even noticed.

Over the following weeks, the two became inseparable. They hardly did anything in public except briefly appear together as he either picked her up or dropped her off. The remainder of their time was for glorious rutting. Veronica couldn't get enough of her new toy. Her favorite position was when she rode on top with her hips whirling away against his cock, and her full titties bouncing up and down. She loved it. She craved it. Six weeks later Veronica took an early pregnancy test to see why her period was late. She was pregnant.

Within two months of first speaking, Aaron Clarke and Veronica Morton were married. Their home life was wonderful throughout the pregnancy. The hormones that her pregnant body pumped through her system kept her pussy constantly drooling and itching for relief. She was in constant heat. Toward the end of her term, the hormonal emotional swings she experienced contributed to shrieking, wailing, and crying aloud as his thick cock bludgeoned her swollen cunt. The sex was great!

Soon there were problems. Aaron was virtually forced to accept his new father-in-law's offer of employment, in part due to guilt from the quickie wedding. Of course, there were no other business prospects in town. The entire Detroit area faced crushing unemployment and the economy wasn't going to turn around soon. The worst development was after his daughter was born. Veronica kept the post-partum blues and her attitude about sex quickly changed. She blamed him for the changes in her body. Her hips had shifted slightly and her previously beautiful, taut belly was now temporarily flabby. Despite her strong and successful motivation to get back in shape, she never got back that eager sexual responsiveness that Aaron awakened on their first date. Within six months, her body was back in perfect shape. Actually, her breasts stayed one full cup size larger, although they were not quite as firm as before. However, she drifted further and further toward the type behavior she exhibited in high school. Aaron was increasingly alienated in his home and uncomfortable with his job.

Author: Desert Dog

E-Mail: Desertlickingdog at yahoo dot com