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The Anne Chronicles
Chapter 2 Weekend in the White Mountains Friday night
by roccodadom44
roccodadom6969@yahoo.com
Feeling her body relaxing, watching Seans profile, as he drove, Anne was as happy as she had ever been, she didnt suppose this, she knew it. Holding Seans big, hard hand, She knew it would work out, He was right, hubby would get his, in time. Working the money thing, knowing she wasnt working ever again, fuck that, needing the security of steady income, worried she would get the insurance and blow it, maybe Sean would grift it, she smiled that she could be charmed by him, by his cock. Thankful that she always considerd herself first, fucking right, deciding hubby needed to live, for now, she liked the free medical, the live in slave, hubby did everything, Anne simply dropped her dirty clothes, wherever, left her wet towels on the bed, faggy would scamper to pick up, weasle, she would miss that shit, for sure. Leaving that settled for now, giggling that hubby lived for another week, at least, she started to massage Seans cock, through his jeans, getting the reaction she hoped, she took his beast out and loved it with her mouth, it felt so good, having his fat thing in her mouth, Annie knew she looked silly, cheeks puffed, lips stretched, but she felt content to gently bath his cock in her wet steamy mouth, using her tongue to tickle his shaft, he came, spurted heavy ropes of cream, she let them slowly slide down her greedy, wanting throat.
His annoucement that they were five minutes from the cabin got Annie noticing her surroundings, jesus, it was immense, the mountains, one bigger than the next, looming like sentries, green, so green, capped by white, even with warm air,mmmm, it was dazzling, as she clung to Sean, wanting to share, wanting him near. It was on a dirt road, this was funny to her, a city girl, no lights, one lane, she asked what happened if another car came, he laughed, this was his driveway, he owned over a thousand acres, Annie loved it, the feeling of isolation, perfect to let loose on hubby. Perfect to get lots of cocks, giggling that She, Liz and Gina, were all old enough to be the guys mothers, this was so fucking hot to her, she still had it, more than had it, she had to, oozed slut pigginess, couldnt help being sexy.
Getting the tarp off the fag, his expression of pain was beautiful, his head still bent to look at his tiny strectched penis, the clamps all oozing blood where they had ripped his skin, the beer can making him stand funny, his drool nonstop, mixed with blood, they whipped him good, more blood and stripes, he sobbed, made slobbering noises, ripped the clamp off his right tit, and a chunk of nipple, nice, very nice, did everything but defend himself, to Annie that was the thing. His look was vacant, confused, he was helpless, right where Annie wanted him. They left him with orders to place all the luggage and such at the cabin door, then kneel there, while they went inside to get the cabin up and running.
The cabin was over a hundred years old, only heat was the wood stoves and fireplace, but it was roomy, lots of windows, hot showers, this gladdened Annie, for sure. As Sean gave her the tour, hubby retrieving the luggage, beer can and clamps still intact, she loved its charm, thought she could soften it up, guns everywhere, he told her they were only nonworking antiques, the real guns were in the the gun locker upstairs, loving the exposed beams, quick visions of hubby hanging from them,mmmm. Sean needed to turn the pump on, the well water was cold and sweet, get the electricity running, he was off grid, all power came from a small wind turbine acres away on a hill, he actually sold power to NH, not bad. Going upstairs, Annie dug the master bedroom, its own wood stove, two skylights, a kingsized bed, more exposed beams,mmmm, visions of her hanging by her wrists, as Sean and his boys had their way with her, giggling at her sluttiness.
They decided to go out to eat and they would meet Johnny at the restaurant, Annie shivering with lust, with visions of Johns foot long. It really measured a foot, twelve inches of meat, she had measured it, having played with Johnnny before, fucking him and Sean one wild weekend on the cape, she knew he would pry many quality cums from her, she was dripping with lust, was on fire for cock, dressed real slutty, mini, thghhighs, FMPs, neon sign that she was a walking slab of cunt, she dug this feeling, all guys wanted her, thats nice tonic for a nearing fifty year old. That Sean loved her to dress provocative, excited her, he wasnt jealous of her, of course she understood this was because he viewed her as a wild fling, not a wife, she got that, saddened her on some level, would love to have his babies, would never be one of those selfish cunts, having babies in your midforties was so lame to her, there was no way you had that level of committment or energy, fuck that, no kids for her, just cock, thank you very much. Smiling at her confidence, not wallowing in pity that Sean would dump her soon, setttle down, marry, instead planning on having lots of relationships, loved the chance of finding Mr Right, not really wanting to find the fucker.
She let Sean deal with the kneeling fag, she had just done her makeup, didnt want to perspire, beating the clod senseless took energy, she was conserving hers for the coming cock assault she hoped she was getting. As she smugly watched her lover work hubby over, she loved the naturalness of it, Sean was a man, she was a woman, hubby was a wimp, it was all about roles, as he took his beating, Sean punching him silly, she loved that the loser knew his. A crushing right laid him out, the lovers pissed him good, covered him in their urine, before Sean ordered the sissy on to his feet. He was staggered and dulled, but he complied, he always complied, she giggled, Sean had him stand in the screened in porch, hands over head, he quickly had the loser strung up, tippytoes just touching the floor. Hubby looked funny,all stretched out, litttle hard on sticking out like a joke, lungs already gasping for air, toes and legs cramping, sweet. Sean used a torn fanbelt to whip the fucker good, the belt had strands of wire woven through the hard rubber, causing lots of bruising and cuts. Sean finally, roughly removed the clamps, causing a wild, hoarse scream from tiny dick, blood flowing from, tits, cock, balls, and tongue, nice.
As if he wasnt wasted enough, Sean removed the duck tape and ordered the can out, sure enough, out it came, covered in shit, yuck, thought Anne. His ass was gaping, Annie hoped he needed diapers, fucking baby, he was bawling again, he did this alot, Annie had no idea why, no one cared, it just gladdened her, put joy in her hard heart to see her husband cry tears of real pain and anguish, that was the whole point, his suffering equaled her joy. Sean had begun to abuse hubbys balls with the fanbelt, wimpy was dancing, his fried toes pounding the rough wood floor, well, She studied the destroyed digits, She had to, and did, stomp his toes violently, blood flew, he made inhuman sounds, Sean cheered her on, Annie had a decent, no need to touch at all, orgasm, just from her dear husbands excellent pain vocals, thats deep. They left him gasping, panting, cramping, delusional, just right, they headed to dinner and drinks with Johnny, the wimp awaited his fate.
Annie felt the juice running, her cunt was steaming, it used to embarrass her, that there would be a wet spot on her dress and seat of the car, now it made her wetter, she was gonna rape Johnny and Sean if they didnt cock her soon. The bar was blah, fake ski shit motiff, not crowded, about ten guys, she and the midtwenties skank waitress the only cunt, mmm, Annie was thinking a big gangbang, but knowing that was out, thinking how to get Sean and John interested in her, instead of their swapping hunting yarns, boring, She didnt care about killing bambi, now her hubby, different story, she felt her cunt spasm, it wanted action, needed attention, her nipples felt like they would burst, hard bullets pointing through her silk top, calling attention, hello, this cunts in heat.
Oh, they knew, she knew they knew, and she knew Sean liked to make her wait, as she would get hornier and hornier, until he could get her to do anything, she was near there, in the neighborhood. So after they all downed a shot of Jack Daniels, Annie feeling the booz mixed with her wine, Sean told her she should give the guys a strip show, Johnny egging her on, she demurring, pleading old age, agreeing to leave it up to the others, like she didnt know the answer. Sean and John got the other guys to chant strip, strip, Annie was overcome by desire, hers and theirs, lusting to please these horny fuckers, give them her all, she did. She shook it, thrust it, spread it, her body gyrating wildly to the blaring metal music, unbuttoning her blouse, freeing her perfect fat tits, airing them out, digging the yells of approval, absorbing the leering eyes burning into her, her whole being on fire, going around the room, letting the guys maul her tits, loving the pain, pleasure, the feel of all the different pairs of hands, some rough, some soft, one missing several fingers, mmmm, it was all good.
Moment of panic, knowing if she took off her skirt, that was it, she was getting gangbanged, moments pass, her lust only grew, she needed this, even as she knew Sean would dump her soon, no guy, at least a hunk young guy wanted a relationship with a town pump, but, she wouldnt deny herself this, this chance to be free, happy, she took it. Thanking her years of dance classes, she could shake it and look good, like she felt it, and she did, slowly sliding her skirt down her nyloned legs, bending over, the guys drooling at the obscene way her fat, hairy cunt poked through her thighs, inviting them in for a ride, she shook it, worked her cunt muscles, getting her lips winking at them, they loved it, she could do lewd, she was lewd. Laying on the dirty pool table, legs up, spread, letting them see her cunt and asshole, spreading her lips for them, letting them see inside her, getting off on their crude comments, the way they reduced her to meat,mmmm. Sean pushing the guys to explore her, Annie loving the fingers roaming her on fire skin, tits yanked, twisted, pulled, slapped, her cunt violated by many fingers.all giving her a push towards unbridled, or something, clit tickled to extreme, asshole probed, hard, it was Johns huge finger,mmmm, she was there, ready, and when they all started mauling her hard, she came harder, screaming with joy, the guys loving her pigginess, catching the little waitress, who probally thought she lived a wild life, eyes gaping at Annies level of sluttiness, smiling that she still had it, now she wanted it, cock, lots of cock.
They gave it to her, right there on the pool table, how blase, she giggled, mostly she came, moaned, squealed, begged for more, loving the feeling of being used, the cocks ramming her hard, not caring about her, wanting only to relieve themselves, that was what Annie needed, now, she was getting it, the feeling of Johns freak cock up her ass, while a twenty year old kid with a nine incher was up her cunt, wow, Annie came three times with them in her, trying to suck the kids tongue out of his head, she was so overcum by passion, seriously wondered if she could marry both of them,mmmm.
All things must end, after an hour or so, Annie was fucked out, a dripping mess of spit, cum, piss, they had showered her in piss in the mens room, as a reward, she guessed, thanks a fuck lot, as she tried to clean herself, giggling at her sorry state. Her asshole was still open, farting away, her cunt was swollen, pained her to walk, her tits felt like they had been used as footballs, her stomach was soured, all the cum she ate, not to mention piss and shit, from her many rim jobs. That was the thing, at first guys were imtimitaded, with John and Sean there, but as the fucking went on, as the drinking went on, guys egging each other on, it tended to get ruder and ruder, she loved it, loved the wildness. Guys would always try to outguy each other, giving her some nastiness guaranteed to get her the string of orgasms only this degree of pervertedness allowed.
The little waitress came into the pissed up mens room, and to Annies gratitude, she slowly, gently, cleaned Annies sloppy body, telling her how cool she was, how she could never do that,mmmm, her mouth tasted like smoke, Annie explored her throat, passionatly sucking the responding girls face. Her tits were tiny, her nipples long, sensitive, as Annie played them, she moaned soflty, Annie could smell the cunts odor, she wanted it and Annie directed the bleached blondes head into her dirty, dripping man sauce cunt, and the girl went tongue crazy, lapping like her life depended on it. That she could cum again, amazed the ever ready Anne, but this girl could eat cunt, knew how to please, wanted to please, mmmm, thoughts of another slave filled Annies perv mind, waitress indeed.
After dressing, and gettng the girls name, Tracy, and number, and a promise of a future date, Annie went and found her guys, slightly bummed at Seans unease to be next to her, he wasnt going to kiss her, she didnt blame him, but she lost a little of her love for him, no denying that, he would always view her as a tramp, oh well, his loss. Giggling, as John fingered her still spasming cunt, the rebel didnt have any qualms about mauling her, of course, he would fuck a pig, a real pig, in fact he had, so he claimed. The drive back was subdued, Annie sleepy, gangbanging took everything out of her, Johnny trying to tease Sean into some degree of talk, he finally coming out of his funk. Annie edgy that he pouted, not liking that side of him, again understanding it, but she didnt like it, he put her in that situation, she didnt ask to be mass fucked, by strangers, the horrible thought, unprotective strangers, shit, she didnt even care about that shit, fuck it, she hated to see a guy pout, and he had, as much as she knew he thought differently of her, so she of him, he was a baby, she wanted a man, knew her next relationship would be with a guy her age, cold she was, hardhearted indeed, but the girl knew what she needed.
Getting that the tension would be relieved at her hubbys exspence lightened Annies load, holding Seans hand, now he would touch her, whoopy dee doo, but she accepted it, knew she wanted all there anger directed at the fag swinging on the porch, glad when he kissed her, apologised,mmmm, thats all She needed, everyone talking, laughing, plotting hubbys painathon, perfect. The feelings of blood lust racing through her veins, cunt was awakening, sore but alert, hubby was gonna get punked, always cunt pleasing, for sure. The driveway scared her,a city girl, to far away, dark, animals howling, fuck that shit, give her a city block of fun, she was happy, fuck nature, fuck outdoors, unless there was a heated pool and cabana bar. Sean telling them that a bear had been around lately, at night, looking for food, he joked that maybe hubby was all gone, Annie giggled, got more aroused, but there he was, doing the cramp dance, overworking his burnt toes, sweating, babbling, quite mad, perfect.
Sean and Johnny roughly untied the fag, and he dropped, his legs cramped hideously. Their boots pursuaded the dummy to his feet, and with the boys literally kicking his ass, he stumbled to the driveway, hobbling his tender feet on the hard, sharp stones. He submissively knelt and the guys filled him with pee, Annie enjoying his look of awe at Johns man meat, feelng a little pride that hubby swallowed it all, not a drop spilt, perfect. She gave him her piss, first filling a glass, and having him down it, as they cheered him on. He looked queasy, lot a piss chugging around his belly, mused Anne, the elastic bands semed to appear from no where, his cock was turning bright purple from the bands they wound arround his shorty, there was no piss leaving him for a while, fuck his bladder. Opening her top, shaking her tits got the guys to beat on faggy, they used their fists, John would hold the wimps arms, Sean would nail him, face, ribs, stomach, all over, then they would swap, faggy was out on his feet, dopey, drooling snot, blood, spit, Annie loved it, loved his battered body, bruises, cuts, welts, scars, the fucker was a mess, mmmmm.
Undoing his cock, the piss dribbled at first, then it flowed, blood red, yes, Annie felt her cunt liven, her hubby was hurting, she was heating up, they way it should always be. Sean made the bloody fool crawl to the shed in back of the cabin, it was tiny, 3 foot by 5 foot, and 5 foot high, enough for lawn equipment, and a faggy wimp hubby, snickered Annie, as her lover and John hogtied hubby, violently tossed him faced down on the dirt in the shed, they secured the door, and that was that, out of sight out of mind, figured Annie, she wanted her men, needed more cocking, her hubbys sad state had pushed her higher. The guys took her out in the yard, so hubby could hear his wifes squeals of delight, as they fucked her hard, savagely swapping holes, ass and cunt getting drilled, Annie panting like a rabid dog, cumming in cycles, three or four small ones, a huge one, and then repeat, her body wracked with spasms of joy, sweat flying, skin slapping, noises blending, Anne was there, fuck heaven, that hubby was crying, hogtied, in the dark, in a shed, mere feet away, thrilled her to no end, made it all a bit more intense.
Sleeping in Seans arms, the taste of Johnnys foot long in her mouth, the Reb sleeping in another room, hubby hogtied, suffering, in the shed, Annie figured this was about as perfect as a girl got it, she got it good, smiling at the way the day went. Loving the feeling of taking on all those guys at the bar, if the nuns could se her now, knowing she was desirable, hot, giving in to her urges for young guys, a couple of the guys tonight were barely legal, this made her so fucking crazy, didnt want to be one of those old ladies, but wouldnt deny the excitement of it, the extra oomph it put into the proceedings. When one of the young guys called her mom, the other guys dug it, Annie perculated a nice wet cum from it,mmmmm. Not sure what to make of Seans behavoir, chalked it up to his age, he didnt get it, couldnt handle a slut, wanted one, but couldnt handle it, giggling that hubby could handle her, he learned quick, her way or pain, and now just pain, drifting off to sleep wondering, again, better off dead or alive, surprised that alive was winning, she really loved all the services hubby provided, had no desire to start cleaning or cooking, fuck that shit.
the end
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