ROCCO, A BULLS LIFE

                                                                             Chapter 1 Going Social

                                                                               by roccodadom44

                                                                               roccodadom6969@yahoo.com

                                                                                 INTRODUCTION

My first wife always said I was a bastard, perchance she was right. Life started out fine for me, good in school, popular with both sexes, good job, meet a nice girl, get married, thats it right? Well it was never really right, it was just safe. Trapped in a marriage, My wife was a great woman, but she wanted white bread, she craved sameness, I wanted kink. That was my weak excuse, I was off doing half the town skanks, but more, I was learning what would satisfy this emptiness deep inside, there was something powerful in there. It was never a big deal to me, I knew I was well endowed, but, really it was just part of me, I didnt understand its appeal to a certain segment of women. Fucking around on the wife taught me that some women would get downright nasty for big cock, this was very enlighting to me, as I soon found, I dug humiliating these broads, using them in the real sense of the word. But when they were married, then I was enveloped in feelings of domination, I wanted to get in the middle of the skank and her hubby, I knew, instinctively, there was much fun to be had there.

The internet, Gods gift to perverts, no doubt. Finding sites like ALT.com. was mind altering, there really were couples that advertised for guys like me, fucking A, is this a great cuntry, or what. Putting a picture on line aroused me, I like to show off. I am 32  6' 2" 205, black crew cut hair, ripped body, Im a gym freak, a fat well trained nine inch cock. But you see, thats not enough, I had the ability to bullshit, I could make a broad feel wanted, even if I was planning on booting her ass, the second my cum finished sliming her. Women needed that shit, a little verbal foreplay out of the bedroom, made all the difference, I say. Which of course is not to say that some didnt need straight up abuse, while they are my favorite, its a lot of work. Of course, it proved time consuming and fraught with pretenders, but I got my share, I would like to share some of those adventures, ending with the one where I actually took a guys place, married his wife, adopted his kid, took his house, and left him homeless, his fantasy, not mine.

                                                                  

  This encounter is included simply because it was the first time I actually met a couple in a bar, for the purpose of sex.You never know, thats what makes it hot, the danger of the unknown. Not fear, Im tough enough, just the possiblities alone, stagger the imagination. Would I like them, they me? Will they be ready to play, they had stated in their reply, that he was bi submissive, theres a lot of options there. Being social by nature, I didnt suffer from shyness, so meeting new people was easy, it was not wanting to deal with posers, they were lots of those, as anyone who does this shit knows.

The ad stated that they had to meet at the bar I chose, which was one I went to rarely, used only to meet people from online. Dark, busy enough, plenty of secluded booths. This couple had sent me a clothed pic of them, so I had an idea of who was coming. Nothing worse than introducing yourself to the wrong couple, "Hey, Im here to bone your slutty wife," oops, my bad. They looked good walking in the door, I had no doubt on these two. She had on slut wear, stockings, heels, mini, she was showing her stuff, it was nice. He looked dull, like he would fall for the gotcha nose trick, every time. This could be fun, this could be nasty. He looked like a wimp, Im sorry, but some guys gave that impression, he was one of them. That was my thoughts, as I got up to introduce myself, that and why is a hot woman like her with this dork, it happens, but I wanted to know why.

   Obsession, I can name most perfumes, that was what she was wearing, just right, not overdone, the word subtle has its place. She kissed my lips, thats good,her mouth wet and warm, I got a soft feel of her ass, just to let her know this is real. He gave me a limp shake, yuck, fuck off with that dead fish handshake shit. His hand was like a childs in mine, he was his wifes height, about 5 foot 6, pudgy, balding, he seemed to be perspiring, his eyes were darting around nervously, that is not good. Wimpy was having second thoughts, my job was to charm the wife, before hubby pulled the plug. She wanted to be charmed, quickly I realized she wanted to be fucked, as I buttered her up, I excluded hubby, just to bust his balls, figuring he would have a hissy fit at any moment. Carol, the wife, was sweet, funny,sexy, I wanted her, even if it was vanilla sex, I wanted to explore that body of hers, she was chubby and happy, perfect fuck meat material.

    Ronald, the husband was whining, in no time, that he was being ignored. I had my opening, turning to Carol, I asked her softly,"Do you want me to spend some time with your hubby," winked, she got it and told Ronald, mockingly, that I would spend time alone with him. "Ronald go to the mens room, enter the last stall, close the door,drop your pants, sit on the shitter waiting for me." He started to blubber,"No No this isnt what I want," that was it, I pinched him hard under his knee, fat bastard, as I twisted, I said softly, "Do it Ronny boy or I will get rough." What a fucking coward, he fairly scampered to the shitter, I turned to see a bemused look on Carols face. I didnt speak, simply agressively frenched her, while discreetly groping her tits. They were fat, saggy, perfect. Her breathing was ragged, she wanted this shit.

  "What do you want me to do to Ronnie." I asked. "Dont hurt him,please, I do love him, the fucking creep," I had to laugh at that, her story was good. He wanted this, she didnt, she really loved her husband because he was smart, had a great job and treated her like a queen. She didnt want to fuck him up, that sucks, just give him some humiliation, but she wanted to get laid, but not in front of him, she was right, he would not be able to deal with that. I gave her my private cell, with a promise of  one on one soon.

  Dummy was where he was supposed to be, he looked terrified, did he think I was going to kill him in a public place. When I took my cock out he gasped, thats cool, that feeds the ego, nicely. Looking down between his legs, I had to laugh, he was tiny, shrivelled to an inch, wow, poor bastard. I knew Carol would be one tight piece of cunt,  I planned on tapping her pronto, as she wouldnt be holding out much longer, she had exuded horniness at the bar. "Play with your little wee wee, while I take a piss Ronnie," Fag did it, he kept it up while my urine splashed his hand, pants, and cock, I was enjoying this, he looked ready to cry, I need to see him do that, needed to send this loser back to his sexy wife bawling like a girl, stinking of my piss.Telling him to wait a minute, then go to his wife, I got out of there, lesson learned. Get what you can, get out early, as Ronnie would of been problems, I knew Id get Carol, soon, and I did.

   After that there was a series of hit and misses, with it mostly being hubbys taking video of me stretching their ladies, it didnt suck, but I needed something more, I needed something harder. I mean there was no shortage of guys looking to have me do their wives, but they all wanted to be porn directors. It sucks, getting down to it, with a fine cunt, her tiny dick husband is giving me directions, it aint right. But, more its fucking distracting, I know how to fuck, thats why Im banging this bozos wife, why shes cumming all over the place, for the first time in her used to be bored life.

   There was also, a few women who met me alone, that of course is a whole other dynamic. Is she cheating, is she grifting, fortunatly, most were just horny chicks, wanting to get laid, move on, that I like. Denise answered with a picture, she was not pretty, that was cool. She was skinny, tall, legs forever, no tits, a goofy face, her face was off, like she was Picassos girl, frizzy red hair,like she rolled outta bed bad, an overall clownish look. But I liked that she sent the pic, fuck it, this is me,  fuck off if you dont like it. That appealed to me, those chicks always fucked hard, desperate cunts did desperate things.

  Jesus, she was tall, as I saw her heading my way, me in my customary white, button down, cotton shirt, I nursed a beer, in a back booth. Her legs were long, the black leather mini she wore stretched them further. Oh hell ya, she actually wore fishnets, not enough cunts took that time to please. Her white blouse was near transparent, she had maybe an A cup, but her nipples were beaming, nicely. She had a howdy doody face, her nose was crooked from being broken, I dug her. Her deep, green eyes seemed out of focus, like she was always trying to see something that wasnt there,her hair was bad, frizzy and bushy, but I always have time for a redhead.

   She laid it out for me, I got it, her game, it was cool. Stella, that was her name, was thirty five, never been married, lived with her parents, taught catholic school, was a good girl. Except when she was a bad girl, a naughty bad girl, who needed to be disciplined afterwards, hard. Yes, I could do this, I lived to fuck a cunt and then abuse it, that sounded like a deal. She needed no romance, no sweet talk, she wanted my cock, I gave it to her.

  I swear, I was just putting my keys down and Stella attacked me, She needed it fast and furious, I aim to please. Her cunt was tight, wet, she was hairy, real hairy, belly to anus fur. I did her missionary, as my fat prick plunged in and out of her cunt, She would throw her hips at me, screaming,"Fuck me, you big fucker, give me cock," Wow, she was going off quick,she was a screamer, which got me fired up, so I came soon after her second cum, then she shocked me. "I have to go," she panted, struggling to dress, almost frantic. She was acting like a fucking guy, trying to sneak out after a quckie, fuck that, show a guy some respect, already.

Well, I did what every guy would do in this case. Knowing that she suffered from catholic guilt, she was programmed to view sex as bad by the pedofiles in robes, I gave her a hard, long, over the knee bare bottom spanking, relieving her guilt. Spanking a pigs ass can be quite stimulating, especially if the bitch was getting off on it,as I worked a meaty finger up her clam, she was squealing with joy.  That she came while I whooped her ass was good, that she cleaned my dirty cock on command was better, see, even catholic girls could learn. Stella spent the night, she was insatiable, she wanted it all, ass fucking, salad tossing, we got in the tub and pissed on each other and then fucked, coated in each others salty urine. Her flat tits fascinated me, they were almost not there, but her nipples grew to about three quarters of an inch, she would sing with joy whenever I showed them any attention.

   Stella woke up antsy, she wanted to get away from her sins, I wasnt going to allow that. Relishing the chance to fuck with her silly catholic guilt, I had my cock in her, the piggy was soon begging to worship me, thats fucking religious. I believe I should not have to pay taxes. I know, I just fucking know, that no little dick fag priest, ever made Stella scream with pleasure, like I was doing her. Her cunt was so wet, the pious slut was stringing cuss words together, like a cheap ho. Someone like me would really enjoy a relationship with this freaky chick, tempted by her sexual needs, this girl could be led to some strange places. Alas, I felt bad for the cross eyed nerd, thats what she was, a girl nerd. After giving her multiple cums, we showered, I fed the sweet, needy darling a hearty breakfast, ushered her on her way with the advice to find a big cocked nerd, marry him, fuck everyday, in every way, thats solid advise, of that, no one can doubt. Feeling like a true humanitarian left me bored, I knew the next cunt had better hope she was mother fucking theresa, cause I was already starting to get those waves. From time to time, I would be enveloped wih dark feelings of needing, not wanting, to get rough with a cunt, if hubby was along for the ride, all the better.

                                                                                                        

                                                                                                                                      the end

                                                                       Rocco, a Bulls Life 

                                                                       Chapter 2 True Piggies

                                                                       by roccodadom44

                                                                       roccodadom6969@yahoo.com

                                                                                

  Hittting the internet, I got busy on ALT.com trying to find a sub couple to sate my desires, but it was getting old. I didnt want to chat with the posers, or swap pics, I wanted to humiliate a couple, trash them, turn them into a couple of piggies. Edge play, thats what I wanted, to really hurt a wimp in front of his arroused wife. Sorry guys, but fucking your old lady, while you take video, was not going to do it. I do have some self control, as fired up as I was, I would rather read a book, than settle for less than I needed now. Usually, I only check couples in my general area of Boston, but it wasnt happening. So, I checked Rhode Island, just to whack to new ads, I found a winner, possible winner. They had a pic of them with the ad, it was great. She, Rebecca, was chubby, maybe thirty pounds overweight, big blonde hair, way to much makeup, huge flopping funbags, spilling out of her transparent blouse, a black leather mini, that you knew, if she so much as thought of bending, her fat ass and cunt were going to be winking at you. The stockings were struggling to keep her fat legs encased, like a badly stuffed sauage, her heels were at least four inches, thrusting her fat ass, and sloppy tits out, obscenely. She appeared to be comfortable with her fat belly, as it was rolling over her mini. See thats the thing, I dont mind fatties, as long as they didnt mind themselves. Nothing worse than dealing with a pig whos uptight about being naked and used.

   He, Larry, actually got more of a rise from me, on his knees, collared and leashed, naked. He was staring up into the eyes of his wife, who was holding his leash. His penis was tiny, his body gross, to my joy, I saw old scars and obvious whip marks, this guy was big time submissive, that was a great starting point. If a guy was truly a sub cuckold, not a role player, his whole life was this, then I could really push him, test him, that is the joy of any good Bull, Hotwife, wimp dynamic, the three of us combining for a unique heavy session. You either got that, embraced it or you fucked each other, which is called swinging. I was hoping that this was about getting dangerous, crossing the line, repeatedly. Jesus, I am building this glowing rage, thats the cool thing, I am not playing, I am turning dom, I am completely focused and alert, like a predator stalking prey. Fuck ya, these two looked ready for some real shit. Firing off an email, with a picture of me naked, I wanted this couple badly, I told them my history and emphasised I dug nasty. I didnt want to just hose the piggy cunt, I wanted my pound of flesh from hubby. It worked, within three hours, they replied. Wanting this a lot, I even booked a room at the Biltmore in Providence, so they couldnt use the to far to travel excuse.

                                           

  The room had a king bed, perfect,and a jacuzzi, can you say piss games. Making my way down to the hotel bar, I wondered if the walls of the rooms werre solid, a good dom session tended to get loud. Love the Biltmore bar, classy, dark wood, lots of secluded booths, perfect for a little private introductions. White pressed button down shirt, tight, dark slacks that showed my package off nicely, just a hint of Aramis, I was sipping a gin and tonic, waiting, just waiting for something deep and dark, to happy me up. With visions of all kinds of mayhem twirling in my head, I tried to stay cool, it never looked good for a Bull to seem needy, couples wanted me to be in charge, experienced, ready to lead. Watching the guys at the bar trying way to hard to be cool, the ladies being way to coy, I needed something hard, someone needed to get owned. Vanilla was not working out, give me kink, the kinkier the better.

   Well they looked the part perfectly, Wow, this could be real, real quick. They were over the top obvious, fucking aye.  She was taller than him by several inches, her hair was big, fuck everything about her was big. The black transparent blouse, actually rolled with her giant swinging udders, as she walked towards me, remembering to keep a cool look, as I ogle the fuck pig ambling my way. Her legs looked like they would explode her stockings at any time, her heels were at least four inches, thrusting her tits, which were fucking amazing, she had to be a DD, easy. The way too tight red vinyl mini  was one inch below her cunt, I kid you not. Even in the darkened bar, I could see the heavy makeup, slut red lipstick, she was chewing gum, I shit you not. Visions of smearing her face with my spit, piss, and cum, got my cock stirring, this pig screamed abuse me, I am just the guy for that deal. Shes wearing a hot wife ankle bracelet, along with her wedding ring, a perfect match.

    Larry looked a lot like Mcfly from Back To The Future, I shit you not. A walking cartoon was what he was, I got it, she dressed him like a dolt to humiliate him, this was good. He was only in his early twenties, but he was bald, ugly bald, with the worlds silliest comb over,  his glasses were comically thick, yes, black frames. Body best described as pear shaped, almost like a middle aged woman, thats sad, this fucker had never even considered taking care of himself. He had quite a set of fat titties jiggling obscenely inside the white blouse, which appeared to be a womans.His pants were red and white, and skin tight, and you just know he had no bulge, more like a dent. The fucker had on the dog collar, my cock was now wide awake, it knew this was real close to being a perfect storm. His face was ugly, nose was huge, his nostrils were like two open manholes. He had fucking acne, the chump, who has acne anymore.

   As I stood to greet them, Rebecca gave me a nice wet tongue kiss, her huge funbags almost knocked me down, she was every guys dream fuck pig, she wanted it as much as me, her eyes screamed it. "Its a pleasure to meet you Rocco, Im so excited to be here with you, wow, your awesome," giggled the pig.  She was flattering me to beat the band, I accepted her compliments with my usual good grace, right, I slid my left hand under her blouse and twisted her left nipple, hard. She didnt scream, she mewled, she was real, thats always a relief.

       Ordering her to sit in the booth, I turned my sights on wimpy, who the whole time had been sulking in the back ground, as I looked him over, my ire rose at his deplorable condition, no man should ever look like him. "Get in the other side, asshole," I snarled at him, he actually swayed back, as if I struck him. What a fag, this was going to be epic, Larry was going to get a beating. So, as I sat next to Rebecca, I faced Larry, I just started laughing, his wife joined me, he was so fucking ugly. I know it wasnt mannerly, but I had to ask her, "What the fuck were you thinking, marrying this troll?"

   The answer floored me, "I hate housework and I love to run around, so I married this freak so I could have it all, he does all the chores, hands over his pay check, keeps his stupid piehole shut, I live like a queen, a slut queen." God damn, she was the sexiest fat cunt in the world, I wanted to hump her right there. But my dom side took over, much better to make this cow work for her orgasms, she would get nasty, I had no doubt. "Yeah, but is little Larry trained?" I had to ask,  "Oh he is a bit slow, but I am determined to make him a complete slave, do you have any ideas?" "Is he toilet trained?" "He swallows piss with no problem, but we are having problems with number two." Larry was sitting there, mouth open like a retard, while we calmly discussed his abuse. I sold her on medicating Larry, lots of antibiotics, antinaussea, to help his body adapt to being a shit eater, I explained the health risks, she got serious, "I need to tell you something, but first, excuse me," she ordered wimpy to go to the mens room and stay there for ten minutes. The fucker scampered, I think he didnt want to hear what Rebecca was about to tell me.

   Long story, short, they both had a heavy desire to live in the world of edge play, this is bdsm scene lingo for serious shit, burning, cutting, and such. Their kink was Larry getting physically ill from his wifes abuse. She wanted to make him consume enough urine to destroy his kidneys, enough shit to harm his liver, go figure, but that was her kick, and Larry had agreed to all her demands. When I asked her the outcome she sought, she had an almost angelic look on her face, like she knew she was doing good. "Larry is so pitiful and weak, I would be doing him a favor. but no, as of now, just knowing me and my lovers piss and shit fucked him up, gets me off. Making him get sick enough to need a kidney or liver transplant is so hot to me."

"You have no idea how miserable he is," she went on, "he cant fuck, his dick really is to small to enter me or any woman, no one likes him, his family hates him, he tried suicide several times before I met him, but enough about him, lets kiss," How can I refuse that offer, and she kissed sloppily, that was perfect, lot of spit was swapped. My hands were on her tits, without my brain involved at all, it was reflex, those fuckers were just meant to be mauled, and not gently. The first feel of a new clam is always nice, hers was hairy, fat, and wet, with plenty of hanging lips to yank and twist. A finger taste proved musky and potent, she was ready to go off on my finger, but she needed to degrade herself before she got my cock.

  Finally the barmaid found us in the secluded back booth, took our drink order, we neglecting to order for Larry, but he would be drinking what we drank, shortly. Sure enough here came the sad sack, walking like an old man, Jesus, I fought the urge to attack him, I was so appalled by his wimpy demeaner. He didnt walk, he shuffled, he was that guy that everyone instantly disliked. Even though Rebecca was sloppy white trash, my respect for her was high. She took the easy way, found an ugly wimp hubby to treat her like a Goddess, she was living every trailer park piggys dream. She didnt work, barely watched their kids, and partied nightly, he worked two jobs, did all the household shit, put up with her dragging guys home to fuck on a regular basis. Again I looked into, or rather tried, wimpys eyes, but he was one of those snivelers who couldnt look anyone straight on. What a tool, usually I liked a challenge, but this was going to be quick and violent, I wanted to hurt Larry bad and fuck Rebecca good.

  While Rebecca and I chatted and nursed our drinks we ignord Larry, who seemed to be unable to sit still, he was all twitches and shakes, like he knew someone was going to clock him at any time. He was damaged goods, I appreciated Rebeccas willingness to keep going, I reminded her that if we went upstairs I would have my way with both and that Larry would be hurt. No words at first, just her meaty tongue twirling past my lips, her fat hand squeezing my crotch, sometimes thats all thats needed. When she whispered in my ear,"I dream about you coming into my life and taking us to another level," her breath was hot, her voice lush, she was there, it was up to me, time to be a dom.

   Giving Larry a room key, I ordered him to go to the room, strip, and wait on his knees by the bed. When he hesitated and glanced at Rebecca, with lightening quickness, I grabbed his shirt, yanked him to within inches of my face and in a stern tone said, " Larry, Larry, do not piss me off, I am in charge of you and piggy here, you do as I say and I will hurt you some, piss me off, I will fuck you up, I will take Rebecca away from you." I know the game, Larry cried real tears as he pleaded, Rebecca moaned with lust at my verbal beating of her coward. After letting Larry beg me to fuck his wife, I dismissed him, turned my undivided attention to Rebecca, goddess of the trailer parks.

Jesus, what a beast, sloppy was the word, but every guy would love to plow her regularly, just not be seen in public with her. She wasnt smart at all, giggled for no apparant reason, tended to belch, I think I was in love. Sitting there in that secluded booth using my hand to grab fistfuls of stomach fat, twisting it cruely, while frenching the pig, was quite relaxing. Breaking the spitswapping, she spread her fat thighs and as I looked at her cunt, she peeled back the fat, wow, she proudly showed me her one inch clit. "When Larrys cock is all shrunk up, my clit really is bigger," Rebecca sighed, with a look of sexual lust. That picture was fucking priceless, I knew I needed to see that, get a pic of it, no one would believe that shit. Her clit really did look like a little weiner. Well, anyhow, her cunt was fuck worthy, Rebecca needed to get drilled, so we started for the room, my hand resting on her rolling, shiny ass, as we walked through the busy lobby, drawing stares, leers, and sneers, but what the fuck, I was gonna have more fun tonight than any of these fuckers.

 

   Using the time in the elevator to further investigate the size of the piggys fun bags, I realized her tits were fucking heavy and firm. There was saggage, but with the size of these orbs, there had to be, gravity always wins. Her nipples were seemingly sensitive, as I touched them lightly, she shivered and purred, and her areole were dark three inch circles. The fat belly got me, I worked her rolls with my fingers, she giggling, the smell of wet cunt was wafting about the tiny lift. As we walked to the room, several teenage guys were heading to the elevator, I whispered for Rebecca to show her shit, She knew how to slut, as she bared her tits, gave the boys a milking demostration, that the lads appreciated. Off to the room, she giggling and panting, me whistling and smiling.

   Dummy was on his knees next to the bed, his little willy was throbbing patheticly. What a fool, he had no idea that I really dug breaking wimps in front of their excited wives, I wasnt going to role play with him, I was going to own him. I admit my voice could be loud, when I barked at shit head to get up and face me, he peed down his leg, Rebecca was cackling, I realised this fucker was born to be trashed. The deal was simple, he had to fight me to keep his woman, winner takes all, he started begging, whining, pleading, to me, I laughed, and to Rebecca,she clucked like a ckicken back at him. As he shakingly faced me, hands up, but like wet noodles, I deked a left, dropped him with a straight right, flush to the jaw, the fucker was out cold, Rebecca, was cooing at my violence towards her fag hubby.

   She was the piggiest of the pigs, I adored fucking her, slipping from cunt to ass to mouth was no problem, Rebecca wanted my roughness, needed it, like her hubby needed our abuse, I needed to get into this couples life deepy, fuck them up, move on, this caused me to have a great, fullfilling cum, up the slags fat, shaking ass. She willinging sat on her hubbys groggy face, but the look in his eyes when he realised his wife was sitting, naked on his face was priceless. She giggled as I ordered her to feed wimpy my ass creampie, as he gagged on my juice and her shit, We laughed at him and I told My new lover to consider Larry as a maid, not a hubby, she came, he cried, I sighed with contentment.

  We took turns beating the wimp silly, his ass was red and bloody when we were done, he just sobbed and rolled up into a ball on the floor, like a beaten dog. The feeling of my thick leather belt smashing his bruised ass, the sound of leather slapping skin, sent shivers through me, I adore that power, to beat someone senselss, poor Larry was babbling in tongues as we continued the allout ass whooping, like it was a contest between me and the Mrs. Amazingly Rebecca wanted to fuck with him somemore, she was getting off on my abusing him, who am I to disappoint. I dragged the coward by the hair into the spacious bathroom, roughly stuck him in the tub. While I first pissed on him, then squatted over his face, and released a large load of turds onto the fags face and chest, Rebecca egged me on and taunted the loser, silly. We left him in the tub, shitted and pissed on,  we had a nice slow fuck in the jacuzzi, and I told Rebecca that we should have more of these sessions, something she agreed on, we both knew that Larry was in for a painful, humiliating, destructive future, this made us both happy. I left after giving her my email and we would set up a date at my house for a more intense working over of her loser, Larry the silly troll.

                                                

                                                                                                    the end

                                                              Rocco, a Bulls Life

                                                              chapter 3 Lakeside Connection

                                                              by roccodadom44

                                                              roccodadom6969@yahoo.com

                                                                

My next little adventure took place in upstate, western Maine, on a lake, where I owned a secluded, over one hudred acres, fifteen waterfront acres, cabin, alone for some peace and quiet, fishing by myself was a true joy and passion. It was fall,the air was turning cold, but my cabin had two wood stoves, one downstairs and one in the upstairs master suite, including full bathroom, glass slider, to a deck overlooking the lake, sunrises were spectacular from bed. The lake was quiet even in summer, now appeared deserted, this pleased me, it was a good sized lake, one hundred and forty feet deep in spots,the fish were many, varied, even land locked salmon. All I did was get the well pump and stoves going my first day, as the drive killed me, I was out, when I woke the next morn, my only thought was what a great sunrise, how soon could I be fishing.

  Real soon, as I loaded a thermos with hot tea, a fat bone, my gear, into my custom kayak. I climbed in and I was relaxed, just aimlessly drifting around the awesome lake, trailing my line, sipping tea, taking pics, a nice morning buzz, completely calm. I heard them, loud, whiny voices,  my eagle eyesight spotted them, across from my cabin, there seemed to be two couples,  the women were yelling at each other, well, noise travels on calm lake water, my serene surroundings were shattered and I considered shooting them with my high powered rifle, built into the kayak, I did mention it was cutom. It also had a sail, peddles to paddle, three storage compartments, one a cooler, even a built in radio, I was ready to stay on the water for long periods, but as the cunts continued to argue, in a distinct NY jewish whine, I got depressed and decided to head back and instead go hiking, as the back end of my property contained a twenty five foot waterfall, entering the lake, on my end. it was truely a wonderful spot, as the animals used the spot to drink, and I got many pictures, and in season, many deers, and a couple of bears.

   The weather said possible snow tonight, not unheard of up here, fortyfive minutes from Montreal, I spent an hour loading wood into the cabin, checking my food supply, I always brought way to much shit, I also had the place well stocked with in date food, so I was comfy, even if it was a bad freak storm, as the weather cunt kidded about possibly happening. I had actually forgotten my rotten morning as I casually hiked towards the waterfall, taking pictures, smoking a bone, shooting at squirrells, I hate the fuckers, no reason, but I do. Again, I have spent many nights in the woods, my hearing was attuned to pick up the slightest out of place sound, two NY jew cunts babbling on and on about how small my waterfall was compared to Niagra, I wanted to rip their tits off.

    As I snuck up the overhang, looking down on them at the bottom of the falls, I noticed two females, two males, they made me laugh. The guys were dumpy, stooped shouldered, bald, they carried their wives bags. As the cunts went on and on, smoking, I wondered if their fairy husbands ever spoke, they looked like sad sacks, who could blame them. Me thats who, I longed to get at these dirty jew princesses, I wanted them to appreciate this place, I would ass fuck it into them, if I had to. They were obviously sisters, chubby, big titted, big haired, Steinmart dressed, that meant outlandish pant outfits, they were as out of place as any two cunts could be, I wondered why were they here, there was nothing to do here, thats why I loved it,they didnt strike me as rugged outdoor types, I knew their cabin was drafty, not made for cold weather, again wondered what the fuck they were doing here, this time of year, this wasnt new hamshire, after all.

  They looked like money, but I felt like excersising my right of land ownership, I didnt mind hikers using a trail through my backwoods to the falls, in fact I encouraged it, but these arrogant cunts were off the trail, past clearly posted warnings, jesus, they were above it all, no they werent, not up here. As I leaped down the overhang, to within feet of them, my shot gun ready, glock on my side, bowie on my leg, they all froze and I congratulated myself, on finally shutting up the cunts, who seemed confused, but not scared, good, they would be, my hate grew facing these uppity fucks, the cunts had actually put their cigarettes out on the ground, left them there, I considered that criminal conduct, I sprang into action.

   The older of the cunts, Marilyn, went offensive and tried to bully me with the do you know who I am shit, I blocked it with a slap to her rich, over botoxed mug, everyone gasped, but me, I told her to shut up, and the other cunt, Penny, started, calling for their men, yeah right, to save them. Well Myron and Irving looked dubious, but their fear of their wifes seemed deeper, I gave the ladies a mental kudos, as the guys shuffled towards me. They seemed like they wanted to surround me, moving like lost souls, but I wasnt playing,  I grabbed Marilyn by her hair and told everyone to back off or I would off the cunt, I love talking like that, I mean how many times do you get to scream that shit, and mean it.

    As I explained that they were tressspassing, had littered on my property, I noticed the younger cunt giving me a sexual look, she was interested in my raw manliness, looking at her loser hubby, who could blame her. She agreed to pick up the butts, that they would respect my property rights, be quiet, I knew under the right conditions, that big bouncy jew would be flopping around, in piggy heaven, attached to my rock hard meat pole. She gave me that smile, her hubby, Irv, gave me a tough guy look, I stepped towards him, he almost fainted, he actually buckled, I had to laugh, even Penny smiled, I mean act like a man, for christ sake.

    Even though the thought of plowing Penny amused me, I was glad they were gone, the others annoyed me, I wanted peace and quiet, as I listened to the weather report on my radio, it seemed that the sky was quickly getting heavy and the smell of snow was in the air, so I got back to the cabin, settled in with a Michener book, fires blazing, sipping a vodka collins, hoping the snow was heavy, fuck it, I would break out the snomobile and go upcountry where turkeys hung out, get a dinner or two. After showering, lying in my bed, I noticed the lights on at the cabin across the lake, getting my night vision goggles, I could see that they at least had a fire going, but everyone looked miserable, I rememberd that place had no cable, these city folks would have to make some fun, I wondered why the guys werent fucking the ladies, then chuckled at the rememberance of the husbands sad state, again, quickly lusted for Penny, though of roughly ass fucking Marilyn, maybe the husbands also,mmm, so many holes. Had a satisfying cum, thinking about the possibilities in that cabin, so many options.

    I always sleep soundly up here, but I am forever up at five am, today was no different. The snow was wild, at least six inches, not crazy, just for mid october, wild. After a heavy egg breakfast, I donned my gortex all weather full body suit and got the snowmobile out of the barn and it staretd first turn,cool. That the lake wasnt frozen sucked, but oh well it wasnt As it was sixteen miles around the lake, by dirt road, I decided to make the whole tour. Checking gas, taking extra, plus supplies, my guns, I headed up the road, took in the supreme beauty of fresh snow on a deserted lake, perfect. I made it to a nice cove and dropped a line, in no time had a fish cooking on a fire while I relaxed and listened and heard two things one good, one annoying. I could make out the calls of pissed off turkeys nearby, the snow must not agree with them. The other noise was Marilyn yelling, the sound of a car spinning its tires,  I laughed knowing the city slickers were stuck, probably calling AAA now, good luck, there was no one within thirty five miles, they wernt coming up here anyhow.

   After bagging three fat birds, turkeys are the dumbest thing going, I figure I should at least offer my asistance to the stuck up, now plain stuck, jews from NY. As I approached their cabin, the ladies were waving me down, when I stopped, took off my helmet, Penny smiled, Marilyn made a sourpuss, I smirked at the thought of her making that face while eating my dirty shit hole, that would give the ugly cunt something to make faces about. Penny did the talking, telling me they had no more wood, their car was stuck. I was always quick, I told her that she could ride with me to my place and I would get my truck to haul them out. Her hubby started whining that she wasnt going off alone with me, I simply got on my ride, started up, when Penny grabbed my arm, as I knew she would.

  She told me she was coming with me, told her sadsack hubby to go chop some wood. I didnt think this a good idea, told them I would bring them wood, and food. Penny felt good behind me, as she wrapped her arms around my chest, I knew I was going to fuck her fast and furious at the cabin, She exuded sexiness, while her sister was a hag, they looked almost the same, their attitudes changed everything, Penny could be decent, Marilyn was always going to be a cunt, that was the difference. She didnt need coaxing into the house, Penny wanted it also.

   Wow, she was something, big and sexy, hairy cunt, swinging silicone filled tits, ass that had been tightened, she was a piece of walking talking grade A cunt meat, she knew it and I knew it. When she had my clothes off, she went crazy with lust for my cock, standing hard and proud, eight inches by four, a beer can width fuck stick, she was not unsure, as some cunts got when they saw what was about to rip their twat up, Penny was visably excited, as she butterfly kissed it all over, she told me Irving was four inches tops, she engulfed me in her fat jew mouth, swallowing half my prick in one lunge, she was a pig. As she tilted her head back, I easily slid down her throat till my heavy hairy balls rested on her olive skinned chin, her cheeks swelled like a busy squirrel. She was relaxed with my fat cock in her throat, breathing through her huge hairy nostrils, she was indeed born to suck cock. When I began to yank her fat hard nipples, she started moaning like a cheap whore, I knew she needed it rough, as if to show me, she took my cock out of her steamy wet mouth, started to beat her face with it, tell me to use her, it was so hot watching her use my saliva coated cock to punish her face, leaving my precum and her spit dripping off her ethnic face.

   As hot as her mouth was I needed that fat hairy cunt, I ripped her up, she was tight, but soaked, her lips were like suction cups, milking my cock, it was intense, she agreed. Penny was reduced to babbling, sweating, screaming, beating my back with her arms, as I pounded her hard and deep, from above. Her orgasms were wild, her cunt was squirting, her body was shaking, she was calling me her god,  I needed to cum, it was awesome, she brought out something heavy in me, this chubby, hot big city cunt.

   She told me her deal, Marylin was the older daughter, favored by their mother, their father a wimp, Mother ran business, groomed Marylin to run it and Penny got screwed, though she laughed that she was worth millions, just that her sister was worth tens of millions. Irving was good to her, just a wimp, arranged marriage, he was a CPA, their kids grown, she was forty nine, looking for excitement. It was her idea to come here, her sister was blaming her for all the bad shit. I told her to bad they couldnt enjoy doing nothing, just kicking back and taking in the beauty of where they were. Penny agreed and said she wanted to come back, I told her to leave the sis home, she laughed that she would leave hubby home, either way I would have her, she had me, just pushed me onto the floor, straddled me, using her steamy cunt to milk another hard cum from my balls, her tits were in my face and they were firm, large, smelled great, that close. She was so vocal, so alive,as she came again and again, I could feel her juices running down my ass crack, puddling on my hard stomach, she was on fire, I loved it.

  Her cell phone rang, as we lay in each others arms, naked on the bear skin, in front of the roaring fireplace, the mood was fucked, that it was her big mouth sis, I could hear her going a mile a minute, f bombs everywhere, Penny held the phone away and whisperd that it could go on awhile, I took the phone and put it near my cock, started to make out with Penny, who giggled and moaned. She surprised me by yessing her blovating sis for awhile and then she put the phone near her slimy box,  started to suck my dirty cock, again, I loved her cocksucking skills, her effort was A+, she could deep throat at the drop of a hat, she actually enjoyed sucking cock, that alone made her a great cocksucker. She finally convinced her cunt sister that she was bringing wood, food, and a truck to tow their car out, so they could leave.

  When she hung up things took a turn, I told her it was a bummer they were all going, she smiled and said that if I would have her she would like to stay here awhile with me and that was cool, way cool, we discussed the ramifications, she was firm that it was time to spread her wings, that Irving knew she wanted more and had encouraged her to seek fun, he had heart problems, couldnt fuck because of his meds, Penny laughed that he couldnt fuck before them either, we started up again, but instead I dragged her in the shower, to have this big sexy cunt scrub me clean, tenderly dry me was all very maternal, I think we both dug the age thing. She was sixteen years older than me, I started calling her my cougar, she joked I could be her cub, anytime.

  Back at their place, as I towed their mercedes, why do jews all drive german cars, I mean I dont get that, Penny forcefully broke the news that she was staying, she could stand up to the queen of mean when she wanted to, Marylin was motormouthing away, her sister looked amused, Irving a little excited, I thing the little dick liked that his big momma was gonna get a cocking from yours truely, Myron looked dazed, but he always looked dazed, or maybe he had found a way to tune out leather lungs, fuck, tens of millions wasnt enough to get me anywhere near that pig. Funny, Penny didnt really seem to care that she had money, lots of money, it made her so sexy that she didnt care about it. I just bet, that tight cunt Marylin knew where every nickel of hers was, at all times, even while fucking, if she even ever did that, what was the point of having money if you were miserable.

  It amused me to no end that neither of the guys volunteered to help me, but that was probally for the best, and I soon had their car on the main road, main road being relative for bumfuck Maine, dirt, bumpy, five miles from the nearest paved, real road. I hoped they got stuck in the middle of no where, the guys could eat the cunt to stay alive, she had enough meat to feed a family of four, all winter.Not even a thanks from the nasty cunt as she got in the drivers seat, the guys, well whatever they were, sat in back, how fucking creepy, I really wanted to drag miss bossy cunt out of the car and beat her bloody, my muscles were straining for a go, it was so cool, Penny was at my side, gently whispering that she felt like punching her sister all the time, she read my tension for what it was, real hate for the nasty, bullying fuck. As Marylin looked at us through the rear view mirror, I slid an arm around Penny, fondled her tit, while I also grabbed my crotch, she looked away in disgust. They wernt even down the road, me and Penny were heading back to my place, her bags in back, as I drove, she sucked me, tenderly, lovingly, she actually talked to my cock, telling it she expected lots of time with him, he agreed, my cock hurt it was so fucking hard,so full of want, it leaked precum, like a horny kid, this woman was the sexiest person I ever knew, she was completely relaxed in her skin, knew what she wanted, she wanted me, lucky me.

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                 Rocco, a Bulls Life

                                                 Chapter 4 Carol Comes Calling

                                                 by roccodadom44

                                                 roccodadom6969@yahoo.com

                                              

    I swear, I had forgotten them, Carol and Ronald, a couple I met through an ad, she wanted me, but he was to wimpy and whiney, so we never fucked, but now, months later, she had emailed me asking if I would meet her, alone for a drink, as I visualised her, I was typing, with both hands, fast. She was chubby, sexy, big titted, fat assed, dressed slutty, just didnt want to fuck in front of hubby, like me she knew he would whine, who wants to fuck while listening to a fag whine. I mean if she was into abusing the loser, she had told me on our meet she wasnt, we could simply gag him while we got down to it, but getting her alone was a great opportunity, as I sensed she had tons of pent up orgasms needing to be freed

    We met at a nice bar, I wanted to eat also, she was dressed perfect, conservative slutpig, I call it. Hair done big, white silk blouse, three buttons undone, fat tits getting a little air, red bra just showing glimpses, black skirt, three inches above her black stockinged knees,short but not outrageous, black three inch pumps, again hot but not cheap, not cheap at all, Carol looked quite classy and I was primed.

  As we ate she filled me in on her life, it was both sad and funny. Sad that she was obviously unhappy in her marriage as it was, funny cause I knew the answer, she needed to start fucking up Ronald, her wimpy, whiney hubby.Carol was perplexed that he would really want to be used,though she admitted his fantasies all led to her humiliating him, I clued her in on the number of couples who live full time relationships base on the wife abusing and owning the husband, even offered to show her some wild video I had of husbands getting fucked over by me and their wifes,others,sometimes lots of others. She was almost there, was reading fantasies online, admitted she got wet reading about husbands submitting to their wifes and her lovers, I knew she was going to open that door sooner or later,well, I wanted to be with her, thought it could get messy if hubby whined to much, I hated whiny men, they often sent me into fits of rage, who knew where that would end.

   By the end of dinner and several drinks, Carol was comfortable with me finger banging her,under the linen tablecloth, as she sat across from me, looking ravishingly slutty in the candlelight. She giggled, alot, there was a wild fuck pig in there, I needed to coax it out where I could get down to it. She agreed to bring Ronald to my house one night, she would let me train him, with the condition, that she could halt things at anytime, he couldnt, no safe word for the dolt. He already dressed in her panties, had begun doing all the chores, cooking, Carol had gone out with girl friends looking to get laid, but not yet, what was wrong with guys today, this chick wanted to fuck, that was heavy, well I would fuck her, she readily agreed to go back home with me, though she insisted that she couldnt sleep over, we shall see about that.

  She wanted it, really wanted it, thats a bonus, sometimes married cunts think they want to fuck around, but when its showtime, they get all sentimental over a pathetic contrived marriage, go figure. Well as Carol slurped on my throbbing fat boy, greedingly, willingly making love to my manmeat with her hot fat mouth, I knew she wasnt having any doubts, she was indeed ready to move on. The first time is always special, just to quick, her cunt was fine, low mileage, clean, wet, wanting my cock, working to get my seed, it was all so fine. Lots of noises, she was vocal, she loved feeling my ass, as I plunged in and out of her sloppy cunt, telling me she needed it, fucking right she did, I gave it to her, her orgasms were loud and long, as she rolled from one to another, never coming down, when I was done, she was a pile of heaving, sweating, babbling cunt, sprawled across my bed, cum seeping from her still gaping, fat wet twat. She looked beautiful, I knew I wanted to lead this closeted pig into the land of slutdom, or something.

  First tings first, while she laid sprawled, still heaving, sounding like a wounded boar, I got the dog collar around her thick neck, in no time piggy was collared and leashed. She didnt stop me, looked still excited, like she was amazed fucking could be that good, see, I do works of charity, I should be able to write this time off my taxes, fuck it. She didnt even stop me from filming and taking pics of my working her over. I led her,she on hands and knees, tits and belly flopping around, inches off the floor, perfect pig pose, into the bathroom, she got into the tub, as she spread her legs to get in a fat dollop of my cum dripped from her cunt, nice. As she knelt before me, I made her beg to be used, made her tell me, the camera, how she wanted me to use her and abuse her fag husband. She found her fantasy, she was in overstimulation land, full begging mode, real desire, telling me she wanted me to own her husband, she wanted to be owned by me also, she was all in.

   I pissed her good, she drank some, again willingly and thats the thing, that made it good with her, that she would give me that so soon, it meant really turning her into a full time fuck pig would be so much easier. She rubbed my piss into her tits, and blubber belly, I was getting hard, she took her facefucking like a true cow, even when she puked, she got right back to work, she got another load from me, her mouth was so big, wet, and warm, I wanted to leave my cock in there forever. Using a permament black marker I decided to send her home to faggy with a few messages. SLUT on her right tit and PIG on her left, Property of Rocco in three inch letters over her cunt, and in foot high letters Roccos Slave, in two rows on her back, and the pig actually purred while I marked her up. She spent the night, needless to say, collared, marked, sleeping on my floor, curled up on my dirty clothes, soaked in my urine, she would serve me, she would do whatever I told her, that is always a nice feeling, to have that power is heady stuff, to use that power is even headier, it was godlike, to be able to change peoples lives, I could easily convince Carol to divorce Ronald if I wanted to, it was really about complete control, Carol had sent clear signals that she wanted to give me that, she wanted me to lead her and hubby out of their morass, or something, what the fuck.

   She looked serene, on the floor, fetal position, a pair of my boxers in her fat fingers, close to her nose, I dug that, she was into me, as I played with her fat titties she stirred, smiled, told me she wanted me, I knew that, I made her beg more, made her call her weak hubby, she told him the truth, she had found the guy, her words. After teasing hubby via cell phone, I led her to the toilet, made her crawl into the tub, as she lay on her back, I had her swing her feet towards her face, as I filmed, she pissed her own face, I added my morning load to her tits, cunt and face. She was crying and orgasming, quite the sight, all piss coated, she looked like she should look, used. I rutted her over the sink, dripping piss, squealing as I twisted her nipples hard, when I went shithole, she bayed like a mare in heat, started throwing her fat, sloppy ass at me, begging for a buggering, but I wanted it all, started going from her ass to cunt, every now and then, just to be me, I would make her get on her fat knees and slurp my dirty stinky cock spotless, her enthusiam was to be marveled at,she was a true pig, I knew I had a diamond in the rough. Knowing it was time for some niceness, I tenderly showered her clean, made love to her in tub, hot water carressing our bodies, lots of sensual kissing, verbal praisings for my piggys good performance, she was riding the orgasm train, nonstop, her blubber shook, her hair twirled, she spoke in tongues, spittle flew from her oversized pig mouth, she was free, free at last, she looked beautiful, truly beautiful, as only a completly at ease with her being a woman can be, that was the power of this shit, all or nothing, Carol would get all, Ronald would get nothing, power exchange my ass.

       While she figured out my kitchen, made me a large omelette breakfast, I uploaded her pics and video to my website, a site that had media from a lot of my sessions, people paid fifty dollars a year to belong to it, and I had three thousand members, you do the math, I was to busy living large, living the dream. I pondered the futures of Carol and Ronald, thought it best to take it slow, Carol needed lots of cock, lots of intense situations where she was powerless to stop whomever from having at her, so I would set up a gangbang for her,using members from my site, a bonus for subscribers was from time to time I used some of them in my party tapes, nice bonus. We would leave Ronald alone for now, make him twist in the wind, he would know I was using her, I would give him video, let him have access to my site, after he paid the fifty dollars, of course, that he would have to pay to see his wife fuck was funny, was it not? Carol would taunt him with the lurid details of her sluttings, feed him our creampies on her returning, but I would exclude Ronnie from seeing his wife naked or fucking, he would eat her dirty cunt and drink her piss, but that was it, I was gonna learn him who was running the show, he would need lots of patience, as his future would be long periods of waiting, on people, for people. He was in for hell and I laughed at how special this could be, as I smelled the food,  headed to see what my new piggy was up to.

     She looke comfortable, wobbling around the kitchen, her naked body proudly displayed, she knew what she was doing, as I fingered her wet snatch, she squealed and squeaked that she hoped that I would enjoy my breakfast, I did, while she knelt at my feet, her fat tummy growling, but I gave her none, she needed to learn discipline, she could miss more that a few breakfasts. She looked funny, I made her keep her hands folded near her tits, as if she was praying, when I told her to speak, as I waved a bit of egg in her face, she started oinking like a pig, I was in love, she got it, totally got it, right now she really was a pig, thats deep, thats real.. She ate the bit of food greedily, when I casually flipped the next piece of egg across the room, she dashed, on hands and knees, after it, used her piggy mouth to suction it off the less than clean floor. Her fat was going every which way, as she crawled across the kitchen, oinking up a storm, she was porky, but her skin was smooth, no celluite, no wrinkles, she was just a porker, I was crazy about her, had big plans for her.

   As I had plans for the day, I soon got piggy up, we cleaned her up, though her markings were all still clear, thats why they called it permament marker. Her body was bruised, marked, used, her eyes though, were sparkling, she kept telling me she loved me, wanted me, well, that was nice, but a little yucky, so I gave her a powerful ass fuck that left her dazed and sated, farting up a storm, she came twice from my cock working her shit chute, thats good. Knowing Carol was in a state, I explained my plans, what I needed her to do, she dug it, wanted to see hubby catch hell, she also wanted a gangbang, was nervous, more nervous about being naked, she had issues with her weight, in front of a roomful of men, but wanted it. I explained the guys were only concerned about her abiltiy to slut it up, she was born to pig, of that I was sure, she seemed relieved, she wanted to be relieved.

    She would go home, feed faggy my cum from her dirty asshole, show him her marks, then she would not let him see her naked, only her cunt when she pissed his mouth, no sexual contact, Hubby could pull his wee wee each night, after Carol inspected his chores. I did this to at least keep Ronnie interested, for now, because soon it really wouldnt matter what he thought, as Carol would be converted to a true fuck pig, she would only listen to me, and other big cocked dominant men, that would be her religion, Hubby would be insignificant. As I spent my day, I kept coming back to the opportunity before me, not often does the couple present the chance for so much carnage, this was what I really sought, that I could get Carol to destroy Ronald, slowly and degradingly as possible, drove me to a nice place and I focused on orchrastrating a full on assault of their marriage, I would completely change their lives, the power derived from that cannot, must not, be dismissed, it was the greatest cornacopia of emotions ever, it would leave me soaring emotionaly,that made all the failed hookups, the posers, fags, and grifters were many, worth it, to own one couple to do with as you wish, that certainly made it all worth it.

  She texted me, emailed me, celled me, she needed to see this thing play out, she wanted her gangbang, wanted to see how far hubby could be pushed, I bet a fuck lot, he was a faggy wimp, after all. It didnt take long to set up the gangbang, there were at least twenty quality bulls just from our area on the web site, they all brought horny hard fat cocks to the show, that was good. Seven were available fro a wednsday afternnon hotel romp, I had the room booked, a one floor chain motel, last room, farthest from the road and front desk, cheap, but it had a king sized bed and a big jacuzzi tub. She was panting when I told her to be there, dressed pig ready, she couldnt of thanked me enough, but when I had her put Ronnie on the horn, I teased him about the coming gangbang, I could hear her laughing in the background at his feeble, silly responses as I made him beg me to use his pig, when She got back on the phone, to both of our delight, she annouced that wimpy came in his pants, listening to me detail my plans for Carol, that was nice, the fucker needed it bad, it was fanning the flames of Carols disgust for him, the loser was going to lose Carol, he couldnt stop it, wouldnt stop it, he truely was a cuckold wimp, he would get off on being chewed up and spit out by his wife, it was his destiny, his fantasy, who was I to deprive him of that.

   She was born to be gangbanged, built for it, had the personality, dumb, loose, yet funny, guys first thought her cheap, then found out she was, but with a nice pleasing personality, that counted, not as much as wanting to be a cum dumpster, but it counted. Carol was completely at ease in front of us eight studs, we were all clothed, but she was slowly, seductively, wantonly stripping her slut wear, when she was in thigh highs and heels, I made her dance, her huge funbags and fat ass were rocking, the guys were getting there, into that frame of mind where the penis rules, thats all, the cock would be all that mattered for the next hour. She wanted to please, as she lay on the bed, on her back, milking her fat tits, legs splayed, we were all getting a good look at her cunt, we were all ready to fuck it, it was puffy and wet, ready and wantng. She was actually panting, her eyes were glazed, her tongue continually licked her lips, as if she were thirsty, sweat was shining her forehead, this pig was going to explode when we started on her.

The slag certainly passed gangbang 101 with flying colors, not often does a cunt outlast a roomful of studs, real players, guys who lived the bull life, for real. That was the thing, I rewarded suscribers to my web site with occasional invites to use some hotwife I was running, but these were joe average fuckers, mostly out of shape tiny dicks, many couldnt perform in front of others, or they came quick and that was it, fucking creeps. All the guys here tonight were serious, took fucking women senseless very serious, that led to hard, rough,sessions,but Carol had worn us all out, we all had two loads each, so the messy cow was wearing, had swallowed, or had lodged in her ass or cunt, sixteen loads of man juice, she looked it, but she was laying on the bed, rubbing her angry red, cum covered cunt lips, purring, continually asking if anyone wanted to fuck her, it was cute at first, but then the guys got pissed at her, she was treated to a great round of spank the cow, as she went from lap to lap to get her whores spanking. Her ass was soft and hot, felt great spanking it, everyone was loving it, her ass getting so red, she crying and moaning, her cunt, visable to all, was wet and her lips were flapping, she dug her beating. Just like that the guys were done and after goodbyes it was me and the disheveled, still sobbing, still rubbing her snatch,piggy. I used the time to tighten her commitment to me. I was so tender and gentle with her, showering her, drying her, brushing her hair, massaging her sore, stretched body, verballly carrasssing her, telling her of my pride for her sluttiness, that she was more woman than any other I knew, not entirely true, but Carol was top ten material, no one could deny that. I had the pics and video to prove it,as I bribed the fat stinky owner of the nonchain notell motel, with occasional blowjobs from one of my cheating hotwifes, in exchange he allowed me to rig the room I always rented from him with video to capture all the action, that everyone signed releases, I also had hot new content for my web site, I knew my subscribers would love to follow my journey with Carol and Ronald.

                                                                       

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                                                                     Rocco, a Bulls Life 

                                                                     Chapter 5  Carol Gets her Groove On

                                                                     by roccodadom44

                                                                     roccodadom6969@yahoo.com

   The first time I spent the night at their house turned out to be a freak show, everything fell into place, Carol was liberated by her gangbang, free to embrace that hubby needed to be put in his place, hubby was overcome with sexual needs, he needed to go through this, even though I suspected he knew the ultimate ending, Carol would need a man in her life, not a sniveler,  I intended to have Ronnie boy sniveling a symphony. Their house was small, but clean, thats always nice, play dirty live clean, Carol looked slutty, Ronnie was dressed in a fucking maids outfit, like from Fredericks, he looked hopeless, but his little shooter was at attention, three fucking inches, wow, thats sad. He was wearing heels, he looked like he was sure he was going to fall, his fat, weak, little body was hairless, pimply, blotchy skin, you just said yuck when you saw him, dismissed him, he was one of those invisible, ugly doormats, I would have no problem hurting this pile of nothing. I know I have issues, but some guys just make me violent, no sense denying that fact, I based my life, to a degree, on that fact.

   Well, Carol, ever the proper hostess, had Ronnie get us drinks, mine vodka collins, hers a glass of reisling, we sat and talked in their nondescript parlour. She readily agreed to let me film hubbys training, was very interested in the possibilities of her making money either abusing wimps, or doing stag parties, I figured a pig like Carol could do both, but would be happiest rutting a room full of drunken guys. It was hard not to smile when the clown brought the drinks, on a silver tray, oh my, looking as if he might topple off his heels at any moment, or that he might start bawling like a baby, as me and Carol started laughing at his sorry state, when Carol joked that I hadnt even done anything to her husband yet, he did start sobbng, oh how fucking creepy. Carol saw my anger, she egged me on, telling me that I should put hubby in his place, I did, quickly. As soon as he put the drink tray on the imitation wood coffee table, I was on him, all slaps and taunts, he cried openly, big, faggy sobs, yuck, I had to punch him, one shot,  he was down, screaming bloody blue murder, Jesus, I didnt even hit him that hard, Carol was laughing, loudly. The only thing I could think of was to reach under Carols mini, rip off her hot red panties, stuff them in Ronnies wide open, never ending, noise hole. It worked, he shut up, but before the lout thought about it, I used the silence to fill him in on things, his eyes were so fucking wide, he looked retarded, Carol was telling him to listen good, or else I wold bop him again, as she danced around her hubby, pretending to box him. Ronnie didnt appear amused, but he was hanging on my every word, especially the part about his serving as my toilet.

  He tried to run, I dont know where, he was dressed in a sexy maids outfit, he couldnt stand properly on the too small heels, never mind run, sure enough he tripped on the the pretend fur rug, and crashed hard, he had no reflexes, in the corner, lay there sobbing, fat ass smiling at us, We laughing at his level of wimpiness. It was easy to get Carol going, her blouse was off, tits free for my mauling, as she squealed and praised me, I got my hand up her cunt, drove her to her first of the night, a loud, wet, screamfest, fuck, they were both screamers, just my luck. He was watching us, the perv, wifes panties half hanging from his mouth, he had rolled over, his little fella was upright, stain on his panties, faggy was dripping at my using his woman. I zeroed the camera in on the stain, I ordered him to his feet, he fairly jumped, to our amusement,  telling him I was hungry, I sent him to cook us dinner,  I went back to abusing his wifes built to fuck body, she loved it, had another scream, juice all over the never been on a cow shiny couch, she was juicy, her cunt stew tasted potent, lots of piss in her brew, loved her ability to cum and cum.

    Got tired of mauling Carol, wanted to wait till after dinner to get serious with piggy, so as we watched TV, and talked, we could hear and smell the fag cooking our steaks, along with homemade fries, smelled great, it was fucking nice to be king. I made him serve us, first removing the panties, wanted his mouth wet for later, wait off to the side while we ate, we snapped our fingers to summon him, and we had a little fun at his expence, I would order him to get me a tab of butter from the kitchen, as soon as he returned, Carol would make the same request, so as we enjoyed our meal, silly made trip after trip, shaking his fat ass for us, wobbling on his heels, keep the fucker busy, it was good for him. Had Carol join me in chewing up our leftovers,  then spitting them on the thick shag rug, under the dining room table. While we drank our after dinner drinks, Ronnie ate all his dinner off the rug, hands behind his back, Carol and I using our feet to push his piggy face into the food smeared rug. When I let him up, his face was a mess, food smeared all over, what a creep, I couldnt help myself. Pissing in his face, it was all over the rug, was a spur of the moment thing, Carol looked amazed that her wimp was getting pissed on, Ronnie was giving my superior cock more than a passing glance, the fucker was swallowing a good deal of my piss, he had potential.  Telling Ronnie to clean up, then shower and wait outside Carols bedroom door, till I called him. Carol came willingly, like she was in a trance, she wanted my cock in her, thats not bragging, thats fact, she needed my big cock, we both knew this was it, fucking in her marital bed.

    She was perfect, loud, involved, soaking wet, we were animals, trying to see who could fuck the other harder, I won, she came and came, then she really passed out, for maybe twenty seconds, but it was cool, fantasy of mine is to fuck some pig to death, just a fantasy. Her tits were made to hold onto as I rode her doggy style, her fat cunt smearing my body with cunt drippings, her open brown eye winking lewdly at me as I watched my fat boy piston in and out of her cunt cave. Her cunt was making obscene squishing noises, along with several boistrous cunt farts, and I needed to tone out her loud gash, her ass was built to spank, do the math. She loved it, threw her fat ass back at my cock and hand, and she reddened nicely, a pigs ass always looks best beat red, pun intended. After I spunked her clam, we just lay there, side by side, her gasping, panting, moaning Jesus, Jesus, over and over, well I couldnt walk on water, but I could make this pig pant, that was godlike enough for the both of us.

  When I called the fucker in, he wanted to, every cuck wants to eat the cream pie, he feigned disgust at polishing my wood, but Carol got pissed, going off about how I had made her feel so good, Ronnie should be happy to clean me, fucker fell for it, wanted to fall for it, Im sure, he did an adequate job of cleaning my soiled member, even getting all the spermies and cunt juice from my thick pubes.Well, he could spend a while cleaning Carols big girl cave, she talked nasty to him, she was there, never would Carol, ever, look at her husband as anything other than a sisified door mat, whether they knew or not, there marriage was effectivly over.Only a matter of time, Carol would make the leap to wanting a full time man, she could always hire a maid. Ordering wimpy to go lay in the master bathrooms tub, I gave Carol a good groping, just to revive her, it worked, as she started singing slut, again. When she was almost there, Christ, this pig was an orgasm machine, I stopped and told her it was time she took the next step,and as I led her to the bathroom, she knew, was giggling.

   He knew, even opened his ugly mouth at her command, as she straddled his face, I filmed with my camera, Carol pissed her hubby, he swallowed it all, knew how to swallow little bits, an aside about piss drinking, no one can swallow a piss load straight down the throat, but piss into a bottle and it will only be filled a quarter, at most complete, twelve ounces, can be chugged easily, slave had to learn to hold and swallow, and of course, actually swallow piss. Good for him, he was trying to please her, he was also rock hard and I again marveled at how how small the thing was. Jesus what a sad sack, he was never going to please anyone,even himself, I again reinforced my desire to crush him, find Carol a real man, I mean I loved fucking the pig, but I didnt need any steady cunt, I sensed Carol needed lots of attention. Maybe I wold auction her off on my web site, that idea had fucking merit, auction her into marriage with a stranger, well hung, of course. I made her feed dummy her shithole, he got his tongue up as far as possible, I did have to roughly squeeze his undersized sack, but he did it, Carol dug it, ole Ronnie boy was going to get shitted soon, just a feeling on my part. Carol was getting very vocal, taunting Ronnie, telling him how pathetic he was,  as if to prove her right, the tears started flowing down the losers face, tongue still twirling his wifes colon. He was hopeless, all he could do was cry, a fag, for sure, Carols look of contempt was not role playing, she detested his wimpiness, didnt find it cute at all, I was thrilled at her level of venom, her verbal assault was classic, brutal, to the point, she would destroy him, crush him, then divorce him for a real man, the words were out there, everyone was on the same page, let the carnage begin.

  It was easy to prod Carol along that night, she was eager to hurt Ronnie, we brutalised him good. Its best in these situations, I have been in a few such, to just break the fucker, quick and violent,  then get slow and nasty. Carol was a whirling dirvish when I gave her the riding crop from my bag of tricks. She used all her power to whip Ronnies fat ass bloody red, these were not love taps, as he lay face down, bent over the kitchen table. While she beat him hard, I was in his face, taunting him, spitting, then choke fucking the creep, he vomited on one of my pull outs, earning him a renewed cropping from his angry wife. I just had to rub the ugly fuckers face in his puke, commanding him to make all gone, he did, Carol told him he was a pig, again, she was done with Ronnie, she was so over this dolt, I couldnt help but chuckle how sad Ronnie looked, puke, spit and tears smearing his ugly mug, his wife whipping him crazy, he was dazed, scared, almost willing to do anything for us, just where I wanted him.

When I went after his ass with my favorite leather belt, two inches wide, he started bawling, screaming, Carol used a dirty dish towel, first squirting lots of dish soap on it, to plug his nasty face shut. His eyes looked silly, all bugged out, tears flowing, snot bubbles from his nose, I took him, raped his ass, no warning, I just rammed my cock balls deep, first thrust. Carol giggled at the fuckers expressive face, he did look a bit like Marty Feldman, as I proceeded to rut him good. My cock was shit and blood basted, his ass muscles were driving me higher and higher, as he squeezed to keep me out, he couldnt of kept me out with a fucking brick wall, I needed to take him in front of his wife, I knew this was important, that Carol witness her hubbys being owned, that I would put this all on my site egged me on, I am a fucking vain bastard, no doubt. She looked both excited and grossed out, his shit stank, but she was teasing him, and nastily too, telling Ronnie he was a cunt now,that he would need diapers, after I got done with him. Well, he didnt, but he was damaged goods, his head was mush, he was indeed broken. When Carol removed the rag, soap bubbles spewed out of his all ready babbling sess pool, then he puked mightily, thats entertainment.

   After I had a satisfying cum up his ass, he had the stupidity to go and refuse to clean my soiled cock, well, I exploded, started beating him, fist shots, he was down quick, no surprise, as he turtled, I stomped, Carol ridiculed her fag hubby, telling him to fight like a man, helping me stomp him, we started making out, while kicking him, We were really kicking him, not playing, he was dazed,  when Carol landed a kick to the face, dummy went to sleep, right on the kitchen floor, cum leaking ass and all. But I still had a dirty dick, and someone was cleaning it, Carol got the hint that it was him or her, she proceeded to beat Ronnie awake, using the riding crop on his stomach and balls. He cleaned me good, gagging at eating his shit and blood, but he did it, he even scooped my seed from his still gaping shitter, ate it all, while staring at his disgusted wife. Well enough for one night, I wanted some quiet time, alone with Carol, to further explore her fuck pig body. Ronnie was ugly, pitiful, weak, made me shudder, so I stuck him in a downstairs closet, without a word jammed a chair under the doorknob, the stooge could spend the night, in the dark, his ass leaking blood and cum, his body beaten and bruised, his mind harried, and comtemplate his dismal future, fuck him, I would be plowing his soon to be exwife, in his former bed, fuck him.

  We did it all, or rather Carol wanted it all, she was on fire, fucking up her hubby turned her on fierce, that is good. Her ass was built to fuck, I took her as she lay face down on the bed, and pounding her shitter was intense, her soft ass flesh cushioning me,mmmm, holding on to her delectable funbags, smelling her shit on my hog, her lovely panting and moaning,then she came from a cornholing, thats tops, girl was on fire. Showering was great, her body was a treat to handle, everything soft, sweet feeling to my greedy fingers, she was all shivers and gasps at my grope work, I knew she could be made to do anything, I had her, owned her, just as well as her fag hubby, mission accomplished. I fucked her several times that night, I would wake and feel her piggy body, then just ram her hard, her moaning loudly, me again going grope crazy, her tits were there to be tormented, her nipples were pliable, I swear I stretched them out an inch, she was a walking talking grade A slab of cunt, born to be used. She took it well, she took it great, never saying no, always wanting more, always wet and steamy, she was out there, in the slutpig zone, I still had it.

                                                                                                 

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                Rocco,  a Bulls Life

                Chapter 6 Dark Meat Follies

                by roccodadom44

                roccodadom6969@yahoo.com

  

             It caught my eye, their response to my ad, seeking couples for cuckold scenes, different could be nice. A black couple looking for a white bull, thats rare, that she included hubbys size, five inches, hubbys submissive nature, her own desire to submit to a dominant well hung white guy, this was novel, I saw the possibilities, the visions of owning a black couple, wouldnt my parties be the balls with my own black slaves serving, how completely retro. Well I answered them with standard shit, where I would meet them, that I needed their pics first, clothing optional, my interest in hard core bull+hotwife-hubby scene, knowing lots of couples fold here, decide not to open that door. Getting lost in a Lehane yarn, the time passed, checking the world online, seeing their reply, attatchments included, I loves attatchments, they were black, real black, nice. She was slim, big tits, tight blouse, skinny legs, nice face, happy smile. He was small, plump, looked nerdy, uncomfortable out of his cubicle, had paper pusher written all over his sad, slouching being, even posing he looked cowed, nice, a black wimp, different was good. Getting back to her, Natalie, she screamed class, wanted to know her story, she was no ghetto girl, she had money shine, you know, some people looked from money, not obnoxious, but you knew.

     She explained it all, they were both from well to do black families, good jobs, good life, bored, both consumed by fantasies of submission to whitey, hmmm, this was good. They would meet where I wanted, always good when I didnt have to haggle, lots of people wanted to debate my conditions, they clearly missed the point of a Dom sub relationship. Natalie gave me some insight into their level of kink, that she had several affairs with white guys, always sharing the details with William, her hubby, she had fucked in front of hubby only twice, both supposing studs were nervous with the hubby around. Not as easy as it looks, fucking a guys wife, while he inspects you, critiques you, well I knew Nat didnt have to worry about me clamming up, I could fuck her in Times Square, not blush a lick.

    Still get a case of nerves, never know whos walking in that door, sipping my vodka collins, corner booth, pretending to study the wine list, pretentous overkill, give me a red or white, enough said about wine. They made a nice couple, she was beautiful, tall, her white blouse emphasing her fat tits and midnight black skin, the dark skirt, midthigh, showing her superior, hose covered legs, the heels thrusting her fat ass out, her tits inviting your gaze, her hair straightened, nice and long.  He was conservatively dressed, suit and tie, cripes, thick black glasses, leroy t nerd, husky, bald, walked a little behind his wife, good sign of submission. I was really pleased to meet them, sometimes I said that on meeting a perspective couple, but was already seeking an exit strategy, but Nat and Will seemed semirelaxed, she smelled great, her lips grazing my cheek, her tits rubbing against my arm, he had the usual wimp hand shake, like he knew he was weak, as I tried to catch his eye, he looked down, a sniveler, for sure, Jesus, I wa gonna fuck with willy boy, plenty, and the mrs was perfect, every white guys dream of dark meat, big, bouncy, ready to go.

  She was well educated, spoke well, was witty, we had a good bar conversation going, ignoring William, he seemed intent to sit there, give me indirect stares, fuck him, right now this was about Natalie, she was spectacular, I was going to enjoy this, just needed to slow it down, nothing worse than spooking the subs. She explained that they both wanted more kink, not so much pain, more humiliation, for both,mmm, she needed to see how far this could go, that was key, when the wife decided to start driving the marriage bus, all kinds of nasty shit was possible, girls were mean, when they turned on their hubby extra mean, it was always particularly hard. Willy boy, Nat had told me he hated that variation, so I never called him anything but after that, he was a Willy boy, for sure, getting all spastic, I made him beg me to do his wife, made him get on his knees on the carpeted floor, by my feet, in the darkened corner of a public bar, he begged good, Nat giggling at his wimpiness. When he was seated, I had him take his cock out, it was a couple of inches, scrunched up, looked sad, had to kid him about him being the only black guy hung like an Irishman, Nat loved it. He looked so pathetic sitting there, his wee wee exposed, under the white table cloth, while she told me how Willy couldnt satisfy her, me lightly stroking her heaving tits, Nat was getting hot, I was steaming, I needed this pig, now.

   Im a man of action, telling Willy to order us drinks and appetizers, I escorted the excited pig to the mens room, quickly getting her in the hadicap stall, she was ready, lifting her skirt, exposing her divine black ass, her pink cunt winking at me, I entered without knocking, one thrust, all nine fat inches making her squeal. Her tits felt perfect in my hands, fat heavy orbs of fun, her nipples freakishly long, her body trembling as I abused them. Her begging for more speed, she needed this, this hard man fucking, her body was gangbang built, I knew she could do a room of guys, just be warming up. Her cums were fast and many, mine was dizzying, her cunt gripping my cock as if her life depended on it, sweet, sweet, piece of cunt. Telling her to hold my seed in her, we merrily returned to hubby, who seemed devoid of worry, like he expected his wife to be on the arm of a white stud, good.

    He didnt bat an eye at Nat feeding him my goo, she digging her fingers into her dirtied snatch, smearing my juice on her hubbys glistening face, he looked embarrassed, he should be, his world was changing, I was the real deal, his wife was still holdng my hand, she needed me, more than Willy boy, I saw his awareness of this bubbling up, some guys freaked, Willy swallowed his little pride, as well as the rest of my copious dick snot, Nat making him smack his lips, telling him to do his chuck and jive negro, it was cute, Willy talking like amos and andy, aping a white guy aping a black guy, nice. That he was begging me to defile his wife some more only made it so much more humilitaing, Nat pointing out hubbys erection was laughout loud funny, it was about half mine in length and less than half in width, wow, Willy was bringing down the average of all black cock, he was less than adequate. Nat having me discreetly show Will my monster dong, coated in his wifes cunt juice, well, I had to have him dive, he did, sucking me under the table cloth, Nat egging him on, me loving the hot mouth, loving that Nat was looking at hubby with eyes full of loathing, she was turning on him, this was going to be so easy, so wild, I wanted Willy destroyed, just felt right, thats all.

  Getting him to release my hog was hard, he wanted me, fag, but I wanted food, knew I was gonna be driving Miss Natalie all night long, needed to carbo load, the vision of shitting on sad, little Willy was quite stimulating, I have visions of things like that all the time, Im different from you. When the food arrived, dumpy ordered food for an army, the barcunt left, he actually started to eat, Well, I was appalled at his lack of decorum, slaves didnt eat, they got fed, big difference. My hand sounded like a book dropping, slapping his shocked face, as I explained, in a hard, soft voice, his role in things, made him beg my forgiveness, then told him to sit there, hands folded, eyes locked on hands folded on table, he was scared, the first violence usually lulled pussyboys into complete compliance, Willy was prime pussy boy, I didnt know his reason, but he was damaged goods, had no sense of selfworth, perfect slave material.

   That I was really enjoying her company made it so much more fun, we fed each other the finger foods, lots of deep kissing, her mouth was hot and tasty, murmurs of love, yeah, very important for hubby to hear his dearly beloved professing her complete devotion to another man, that she was serious, so much the better. Her tits felt so good, as I casually mauled them through her partially opened blouse, loving that Willy was sobbing, quietly, Nat teasing him, me warning him that he would have plenty to cry about later, that got a snort sob from him, causing me and his wife to cackle, Willy was feeling sorry for hisself, how sad. I let him eat our chewed up leftovers, he had grease and spunk on his face, the slob, when the barcunt asked for desert, I had Willy beg for watermelon, the waitress giggling, Nat smiling deep, but her eyes giving her hubby the deathray of hate, see, Nat wanted me to use her, lots of wild, rough sex, her as a piece of cunt meat, I knew her game, gangbangs, lots of exhibition, but she didnt want to be destroyed, she wanted those perfect cums, knew they only came through all out sluttiness. Hubby different, he was snowballing, as often happened, once a hubby made the choice to give in, it usually got heavier, quickly, like it had its own energy, it did, Nats new found loathing was a hurricane of enegy, in itself.

   As Willy sat there, suckin on his watermelon, I toasted Nat, we sipping champagne, giggling, locked into each others eyes, hubby forgotten, I dug this bitch, she was the complete package, money, job, looks, brains, jesus, her hubby was a loser to throw that away, but he had, I had enough experience to see Natalie was going to need to dump hubby, her level of hate was not going to allow her to live under the same roof as wimpy, Nat needed a man, deserved it, I loosely pointed out that with all the big cock blacks around, she ended up with mr average, she laughed, that was good, she was willing to admit her error, no need to hide it, just destroy it, hubbys clock was running, Natalie had violence in her eyes. His tears were quite amusing, we filled a water glass with our spit, made him down it, when the waitress returned with the check I made Willy boy show her his tiny, she loved it, Nat loved it, I loved it, Willy sobbed and sobbed, fuck him. Of course when I showed the waitcunt my monster she was gaga, telling Nat she made a wise choice, like she did not know.

     I decided Willy would have to wait for his real abuse, tersely sending him on his way, a dismissal really, his imploring Nat, her hard words, ripping him apart, ordering him to do whatever I told him, the way he shuffled out of the bar, like an old man, beaten, done, oh he would wish he was done, I was quite sure this was only the beginning of his one way trip to cuckdom. When he was gone, fuck him, we had a blast, usually first meetings are reserved, exspecially after hubby departs, but she was so real, so fun, could tell a story, from time to time she would french me, tell me she wanted to serve me, nice. When she pointed out the old white couple eyeing us, that people like that still existed boggled me mind, I needed to sloppily suck her face, maul her large soft funbags, then wink at the shocked, pasty white, turning bright red faced fuckers.

    She was all out slutty, really getting into my little humiliations, driving home, seeing a group of  white punks hanging in the Seven Eleven, I made her get out and offer to let them feel her up, getting it all on my camera, they got rough, ripping off her blouse, as she tried to get it back, they would toss it around, her chasing it, everyone grabbing her swinging udders, calling her nasty names, their spit seeming to fly slow motion through the light, hitting her trembling body. When they had her skirt off, fingers in her clam, her tits being tormented, I finally stepped in, the fellas backing off at the sight of my smith and wesson, they departed, reminded them they still got a good deal. She was crying, but as I felt her snatch, dripping, a little tug on her oversized clit, she moaned a nice cum, legs buckling, was on her knees, spent.

  Back in the car, she was still naked, calmed somewhat, horny as hell, telling me she loved it, felt so alive, thought those boys would rape her, I asked the only real question, did she want them to, her none answer was all it required, her hand playing with her orgasming cunt, her yelps of joy, then she begged, wanted me to get her dirty, as she put it, oh I could do that. Back at my place I did her hard, all over the place, riding her doggy style was awesome, her round black ass pistoning before me, her black udders swinging merrily beneath her, she was built to fuck, when I planted the fat plug up her shit chute, she barely flinched, she went spastic when I fucked her hard, while the plug stretched her anus wide, my cock rubbing her cunt walls against the hard plastic, she squirted juice around like an angry pissing bull, girl knew how to let an orgasm rip, good for her.

  Wanted Nats bang to be over the top, needed her wimpy to be there, help out somehow, maybe insert each cock inot his wifes fuckholes. Positive Nat would pass gangbang 101 with flying colors, figured a bunch of her hubbys stock broker coworkers, wouldnt that shake wimpys foundation, Nat dug it, told me at the last xmas party, it was all she could do to not fuck some of the alpha white guys who worked with Willy boy, yeah she was now calling her hubby that to, nice. She would set it up, make dummy invite six or seven coworkers over, I would show up, get things rolling, I also got her permission to secretly film it all, fuck stock brokers, not like their real humans

   The party was intense, the guys all disliked Willy, nice start, he was whiney, a back stabber, they had him pegged as an affirmative action darkie, getting by on his color, Nat egging them on, how Willy talked down about them. So when Willy entered the room, music playing, Nats clothes disheveled from the groping she got, he was wearing a maids outfit, one of those from Fredericks, looked retarded, his little pecker all hard, Nat had told me earlier she dosed him with Viagra, wanting the guys to see how much faggy liked his role, Nat was getting into the whole spirit of the thing, sweet. I made Willy kneel, crawl around to each guy, beg, in his shuck and jive coon voice, his need to watch them please his wife, sounds routine but put yourself in that setting. I loved the fear in his eyes, the reality that these were guys he worked with, would see him monday morning, how his life had escaped him. He did it though, put himself out there, took the slaps, kicks, taunts, spits to the face, his wife behind each guy as Willy begged him, Nat stroking the studs cock, teasing hubby fierce, her hate stroking the guys, she wasnt stupid, knew they would beat hubby senseless, once they started it would take its course, Nat seemed pretty content with this happening, and did it ever.

  Her strip show was hot, her black built to pig body slowly revealed in all its glory, every shake of her bouncy body sending tremors through the guys bodies, keeping the guys spellbound, the way she lapdanced them all, grinding her wet clam all over them, her joy at their brutal mauling, gutter talking to her, Nat was getting dirtied up, hubby was on the bar floor, coverd in spit, watching his wife set herself free. The guys loved the contrast of Nats dark skin and pink pussy, stretching her lips open crazy, her squeaking urging them on, the way they made her eat their asses, rubbing their assholes all over her mug, making Willy lick her face clean, they tied him from the ceiling, feet off the floor, whipped him bloody, while fucking Nat on the pool table in front of him, that his little black shooter stayed hard gave everyone a little treat. Nat could take cock, begging for more, her moans loud, her pussy squishing, ass farting, mouth burping, she was pigged up, on it went, hubby sobbing, bleeding, someone stuck a pool stick up his ass, others were pissing in empty longnecks, forcing him to chug their pissloads, someone with white marker, had written WHITE MANS BOY across his bloodied back, several used rubbers had been dripped on his head, fucker was being reduced before Nats eyes.

   My need to push things, telling the guys starting monday morning Nat would visit them at work, be the company whore, as long as they continued Willys abuse, they werent stupid, saw the possibilities, his look of terror sweet, Nats of pure lust, her dreams come true, to be a full time pig for white men, to be able to rub her weak hubbys face in it, really rub it in her mess, she was there, couldnt be any happier. Her need to please her husbands bullies was strong, giving them her all, refusing no request, eating shit, cum, swilling piss, taking their beatings, double stuffings, performing silly dance routines, a funny negro pet, here to entertain white massa, Nat had her fantasy, Willy his, am I not special.

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                                                                                                    Rocco, a Bulls Life

                                                                                                    Chapter 7  Stella Gets Baptised

                                                                                                    by roccodadom44

                                                                                                    roccodadom6969@yahoo.com

      Well, Bozo returned, the email requesting my services, she actually wrote that, like I was a fucking plumber. Stella, my guilty catholic freak, she needed some nasty, some tales to feed the sexual repressed dress wearing priest fags, at their saturday night verbal orgies, also known as confessional. Wasnt surprised to hear from her, knew I wanted to stretch her small, closed world, would make her work for my "services", as it were. It felt sweet sending her the email, telling her I would only see her if she agreed to be mine for the entire weekend, she must surrender completely, no safe words, no nothing, but my will. She would take it, she needed it, knew she needed it, more important, she knew I could give it, I could give her the right mix of punishment and shame, to even out her pleasure, all catholic girls needed to suffer their joy, heaven was gotten to with much ass whoopings, apparently.

     Having her come to my house was a good idea, she was ready for it, I doggied her over my couch, her mini not in the way, her long legs feeling so good, her cunt and anus so inviting, so fresh, always love a red haired twat, just looks healthy, yummy. She could get moist, got to love a sloppy warm box, she was a great fuck, her ass moving in rythym with me, this white girl could dance, as long as a fat meat pole was directing her. After she cleaned me, we showered, loving her freaky skinny body, no tits, nipples long enough to hang clothes on, perfect small ass, red bush so wild, her horniness was spectacular, she wanted it, needed it, begged me for it, she would earn it, this weekend would change Stellas little life, I would not destroy her, but I would make her choose what happened to her, I considered my little game quite smart, a way to give piggy the shame she needed on a daily basis, oh yeah, Im good at this shit.

    That she only had the clothes she wore, complete slut wear, I took her to the nearest mall, she looked cheap in her fishnets, micromini, see through blouse, half the buttons undone, I made her walk behind me, my lesser, she dug it, her eyes shone as she meekly followed, her head swiveling to see all the looks she drew, from shock to lust, I knew she was eating it up, her face red with lust, I was kind of proud of her, knew it wasnt easy for her to defy mother church, that obnoxious cunt. The cookie cutter teen fashion store had a great array of minis and tube tops, thigh highs, spiked heels, loved that teens dressed like whores, got them ready for the real world. Having her try on the black leather mini, she came out to show me, bent at the waist on my command, the sales skank sighing as Stellas perfect red gash winked at her, when I asked the girl what she thought, she sputtered some made up words, licked her lips. I saved her, telling her we would take the three minis, the see through blouses, black thigh highs, a pair of locking five inch red heels, figured the sloppy cunt wouldnt lose her shoes, I care, I really do.

  She was back in her slut wear, food court, I suspected I could have some fun there, teens loved to hang at the food court, whoop dee fuck doo, how exciting, I would show them excitement. Sitting across from me in the loose metal chair, my command to spread her legs met with only slight hesitation, she needed this, the group of four teen boys locked on her exposed gash, it really was priceless, their looks of wonderment, like jesus fuck christ was showing them his bloody holes. She was into it, my Stella, full of suprises, discreetly letting her hand wander to her pussy, then she lewdly licked her fingers, while staring at the amazed kids, who had the good sense to not make to much of a scene, or they really were frozen with shock, I mean fuck, it was just a cunt, seen a million of em.

   This was a big test for her, the order to invite the boys to meet us outside the mall at our car, would she balk, not my big red, she strode over there with purpose,didnt need to hear her words, only their reactions, disbelieve turning to awareness that this was real, her pointing to me, me saluting them with my coffee, the deal sealed, Stella came back to the table, flushed to say the least. I made her admit that she would fuck them right here in the court if I said to, her admittance that she loved the thought of young guys, she taught high school, fuck yeah, I had an in to kink city, make her fuck her students, thats jackpot, drag a priest or nun into it, my web site would be hoppin.

   They met us at our car, all looking flushed with excitement, telling them they could ride around with us, taking turns playing with the slag, who lifted her skirt to show what she had to play with, the teens drooling. Well it was fun, driving around with three teen boys mauling Stella in the crowded back seat, her cunt funk overpowering, her moans so sexy, one kid rotating up front with me, I found the place I wanted, a one way side street between two deserted factories, plenty of bushes growing in the gone to pieces parking lot, private, yet public. The boys were not shy now as they stripped the moaning cunt, her heels and hose making her look sluttier than ever, the boys groping her senseless, me filming it all, directing them to get busy, wanted some cum shots, wanted to see their young members. They were from small to average, but piggy didnt care, it was that they could be her students, knew we had to go there, watching the cunt juice run down my hos thighs, as the boys continued to molest her.

  The all came quick, her cunt well slimed, her eating it like a bear scooping honey from a pot, the boys loving her nastiness, telling them to reward her with a golden shower, they dug it, she came fingering her cunt, as the warm shower covered her, when I joined in, the fellas were all in awe of my weapon, told them thats why the pisspot would do what I said, made her tell the boys what she would do for me, they stroked their cocks, her fantasies bubbling out of her, wow, Stella was on fire, the boys covering her in sperm, everywhere, as only young bucks can, she looked so hot, basking in piss and cum, her stockings a mess, hair plastered to her head, well, at least she still had her shoes on.

  Made her get in the trunk, sorry she was a sloppy mess, bid the young guns farewell, they would forever remember Stella set in stone, took piggy home, where I hosed her down in the back yard, stinky, sloppy pig. Knew it was time to stroke her, hot shower, much rubbing, carrassing, soothing her. Massaging her on my bed, her panting, wanting cock, well I drove her from behind, her skinny ass thrusting back at me, slapping her hard, the white skin getting so red, so hot. Her orgasms were large, vocal, all of her was involved, got to love that. Decided to let her go out, we had reservations at a semi nice place, had her wear the cocktail dress I bought her, dark green, set a against her fiery red mane, nice, no hose, no panties, no bra, just her dress and locked on heels, perfect. Made her diddle her steamy, spermed clam on the drive, she would eat my cream now and then, as she pushed more out of her fuck hole, making piggy coo sounds.

  She looked fairly respectable when we entered the joint, though Im sure the valet wondered what the fish smell was, fuck him, illegal fucker. She ate with vigor, her sexual energy consuming endless calories, feeding her just enough wine, didnt want her passed out, just flush, happy. Didnt play with her here, a little reward for my pious piggy, pretending to care about her life, all part of the package, the preclude to the nastiness to come, had a night of mayhem planned, Stella center stage. She was dull, I mean I loved her, loved all my repeat skanks, or else they wouldnt be, but she wasnt sharp, taught catholic school, how dull, no need to be creative there, keep the bastards dumb, mold them, as oppose to teach them, nazi fucks. Yeah I hate religion, catholics most, very devious sort, who the fuck still burns incense, knew they were scammers first grade, love thy neighbor, while beating us fuck senseless, screwing the weak boys, didling their so pathetic married irish hag servants, houses on the cape, vacations to thailand, little boy heaven for our boys in dresses. Got Stella to name names, several parish priests were playing kinky, one doing a local lady politician, the other was a pedo, also mens room fag, loved to visit rest stops, you know the lowest form of fag, the denier.Well I would find a way to humiliate them, also the bossy bull dyke nun diddling the teen girls, oh, a bar bang of sister bulldyke seemed an easy choice.

   Driving to the bar of choice, fingering her clam, wet and ready, her look like that of a dog, excited, knew something was gonna happen, not important what, something, stupid cunt. The place was nestled between little used and never gonna be used mill buildings, parking lot in back, pavement cracked, missing chunks, like a boring jig saw puzzle. We entered through the rear door, this being the beauty of this bar, as we were in a private room, complete with bar, pool table, juke box, enough room for a crowd, but seperate from the regular front bar. They used this room for parties and such, well, this was a party and such, a maul Stella party, for sure.

  There was only three guys in the bar, firends, had set up the party, told me, as the pig was standing in the corner, facing the wall, where I put her, that they had fifteen others coming, all off my site, eighteen guys for Stella, jesus, I wondered if she could take it, glad I made her eat the double dose of ladies viagra, had to laugh at the picture of her getting all that cocking, and of course all the humiliations she would endure, groups of guys, drinking, tended to get nasty. As we played pool, the caterer, a hot latino pig and her bartending fat daughter arrived, I liked my to dos well done, gave the fellas some quality snacks, finger foods, keep their energy levels up. The caterer cunt I had used before, fucked her and her fat kid, both piggies, but business tonight, explaining to Ramona, the mom, that Stella was the star of the day. I did decide to let Ramona and her kid work the piggy as an opening act, Ramona asking if she could feed her ass to her, I aim to please, got her to knock fifty off the bill, business, pleasure, its all good.

   The anticipation building, guys talking, music playing, Stella still facing her corner, bad catholic slag, being ignored, her ass shifting, she was hot, I knew her game, this humiliation was getting to her, well, almost time, lets see what my skank will endure. Making her get up on the table, shake her shit, strip down, while the guys hooted, the way they swallowed her up when I got her off the table, her squeals of pain and pleasure loud, her making it through all the guys, her tits reddened, her ass bright red, her cunt dripping, Ramona and her fat daughter waiting for some white cunt. Guys love a good lez scene, more so if one of the cunts gets worked good, as The latina caterers used pool sticks to double stuff Stella, how she came, piggy on fire, willingly eating Ramona and daughters fat, hairy cunts and assholes, the guys loving her need to debase herself.

    The fucking was intense, lots of double and triple penetrations, ass spankings, tit yankings, her tongue eating everyones ass at one time or another, she was well used, had at least nine orgasms, her cunt an angry, swollen, bruised slopfest, her anus gaping open, shitty cum juice sliding out, her tits black and blue, nipples bleeeding, well used indeed. Took her out to the parking lot, we all pissed her, she fingering her snatch, she was in pain, still had to cum, she did, everyone laughing at the pig. Ramonas fat daughter shitting on Stellas head was the cherry on the sundae, she was done. Hosed her down and got her to my place, in a spare bedroom, she was out, beat,snoring up a storm, all in all I was quite impressed with my cathoilc pig.

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