Cousin Karen’s revenge

[mikey22]

How do y’all feel about perfect people? You know the types, the ones that nothing ever goes wrong for them.
I know one that’s somewhat like that and that’s Cousin Karen.
I sort of compare her to Aunt Becky from full house, who moved on to the Hallmark channel and made those movies where it’s always Christmas time and every movie is graced with beautiful successful people that nothing ever goes wrong for, and in the end everyone lives happily ever after like life is like some kind of damn fairytale.

Even though the real Aunt Becky fell from grace in real life, along with a couple more of those rich snobby celebrity types.
That could have been a good enslavement saga for authors much better talented than myself to write.

But Karen’s life has been a lot like a Hallmark channel movie she’s one of those perfect people that always succeeds in life.
Maybe I shouldn’t stretch perfection to far, today she’s pushing 60 years old and 200 pounds and on her third marriage.
But back in her teenage years she was winning every beauty pageant she entered. She was a sexy blonde whose body could possibly graced the centerfolds of Play Boy if she’d tried.

As far as the family goes everything Karen was doing was a big deal, I remember mom talking all the time mostly to my older sister Sadie, as if mom was jealous of Karen and wished Sadie was more like her. Mom was like that she was good at busting your bubble and calling you out for your short falls in life. Sadie was nothing like Karen no matter how much mom probably wished it. And mom treating her like that probably explains her dependency on alcohol and anti anxiety drugs.

But I think if I remember right back in the summer of 1983 Karen went to summer slave camp, between her junior and senior year in high school.
I can remember mom talking to Aunt Bev about it. Aunt Bev said she took on the challenge like it was nothing, she’d pre registered days before and all she had to do was get out of the car at the Department of Agriculture and strip everything off, walk inside and get collard.

We all know the perks and benefits of a young woman taking on a brief stint in the collar, and when she returned for her senior year in high school though she was dressed she continued to wear the collar, she even wore it in her senior picture in the yearbook. She was probably the only one that did this and it really boosted her status and we all know how important your status is during these years.

That summer that she was away during our 4th of July family get together at Aunt Bev’s house I remember her passing around Karen’s pink shots that were mailed home after her grading. She did exceptionally well in grading also Prime minus. I always thought she should have been graded higher, and probably would have if she’d gotten this mole removed from her neck, that she’d claimed was just a beauty mark.
Despite what she claimed the grader obviously knows otherwise and probably better than anyone else, because he’s the grader and it’s useless to question a man in his position’s judgement. Let’s just face it he’s the grader for a reason and that’s just how it is.

But when I got my turn to see those pictures I still remember the fucking boner I got. My dick instantly got hard, and I filed away those glossy colored pics of her gorgeous naked body in my brain and I jerked off so much that masturbation disease set in and I just couldn’t hardly keep my hand off my fucking cock.

Yeah I was in need of pussy bad and wasn’t getting any.

But anyway after high school Karen moved in with us so she’d be a little closer to college. She lived in our pool house out back.
During this time life was good it was during the Regain era. Ain’t it funny how life’s always is good when a Republican is the president? Yeah mom and dad had good jobs making money hand over fist. Me and Sadie were spoiled rotten. We had our own cars, preppy clothes, I had a garage full of dirt bikes and toys and never had to work for a damn thing, or at least for a while anyway.

Things went good when Karen moved in, during the summer I could look down from my bedroom window and jerk my cock as I watched Karen and her girlfriends lay out naked at poolside, yeah I had that fist fucking disease bad back then.
And for myself throughout all the good things that were going on I found getting myself some pussy wasn’t exactly easy, and wasn’t going my way.

With the exception of my best friend Misty who I’d known since the first grade I was quite nervous and clumsy when it came to girls. And as far as Misty went If I made the wrong moves trying to put the moves on her, I’d end up getting my ass beat by her, cause that’s just how she is. I guess the best way to put it is she’s a red necked tomboy with a great set of tits.
And though I wanted her, I didn’t know quite how about going about getting it.
And my mind was spinning out of control on how to get past these awkward problems.

Then came this one particular Saturday night that I lay in bed watching my other favorite woman on Tv. Yeah it was none other than Elvira Mistress of the dark, all stretched out across that red couch hosting those low budget horror movies. I always got a boner watching her to. lol

But around 1:00 or 2:00 in the morning I heard Karen’s Trans Am rumble into the driveway and park. She’d been out bar hopping and partying you know? Cause that’s just what people do.
For some reason I got up to look out the window and realized Karen wasn’t alone, oh no she had some lucky Mr. Right staggering at her side, one arm around her as she also stumbled about half drunk herself. And holding a whisky bottle in his other hand. He was dressed in western wear and had a big Stetson cowboy hat on. Karen had a skirt and boots on herself. I watched as they disappeared into the privacy of the pool house.

I lay back down on the bed knowing damn well what they were fixing to do. And even though I should probably turn my attention back to Elvira on Tv and mind my own business. Curiosity got the better of me, so I got up slipped on some shorts and a tee shirt. Then grabbed up my trusty Polaroid camera and went down to peek through the windows of the pool house to see what I could see.

[mikey22]

Part 2

By the time I’d gotten to the window that looked inside the pool house, Karen had all ready had stripped down to just her boots. And was on her knees, While that nights Mr. Right was wearing nothing but his Stetson hat, socks and a smile. And that son of a bitch was hung like a fucking horse. I was kind of taken back by his size.

You know I’d been playing football my entire young life until Id finally got kicked off the team my junior year cause I wasn’t worth a shit.
It’s funny how they started winning games after that.
But I’d shared the locker room and showers with lots of guys and none of them were hung like this guy.
I even pulled my shorts down a little and looked at my own cock and back at his, and knew then I damn sure didn’t measure up.
So when a woman says that size doesn’t matter, the only reason she’s saying that is that it means she ain’t getting none for whatever reason. But it was definitely obvious that size matters to Karen. She also had some other surprises I didn’t know about. Namely that slutty looking tramp stamp tattooed across her lower back.

I’m not sure that fits the image of the wholesome good girl that would star in a Hallmark channel movie. lol.

Don’t know where she found this hung beast at but unless she commuted to Memphis where there was more clubs, our small town had only 3. One was Joes place, it was located on the west side across the tracks where the bottoms was. Joe Caters to primarily the black folks. If you like the blues, Joes place is the place to be, cause there’s some good music coming out of there.

The other was The Fuzzy Duck lounge. This is Misty’s mommas second home. It primarily is where the old rednecked types go. Of course they specialize in old traditional country music. They do play southern rock on occasion and also have blues night and bluegrass night.
When my sister in law Crystal joined up with the band to sing and play fiddle. She made sure at closing on Saturday nights to sing a gospel hym. In her own way she let you know just cause your spent the evening swimming in sin, that you need to sober up and be in church on Sunday morning, cause that’s just how she rolls.

The other club option is The Hopping Frog. This is where the young folks go. If you’re a late teen lucky enough to have a quality fake ID or in your 20’s this is the place for rock and roll and spontaneous hook ups.

But I was in awe watching as Karen held those big tits around his cock, as he slid it up and down between them. She soon took his sensitive fat mushroom tip between her lips and sucked him.

This soon turned into an all out hand and blow job.

“ No way! “
I said to myself watching not thinking she could take that big thing down her throat. But within moments she did, just like a fucking porn star, looking him right in the eyes as she did.

I started taking pictures of them, luckily they were so into one another the flash of the camera never distracted them.
And maybe if it did it only would be thought of as lightning strikes, cause thunder did rumble in the distance.

The blow job soon led to him fucking Karen her pussy was so sloppy wet that her juices just glistened with a shine as his long thick cock slid out of her.

He’d pull it out of her cunt often and she’d take him back into her mouth and she’d suck him clean before he’d fuck her some more.
I watched him as he basically just fucked her like he owned her. With her on her back with her booted feet over his shoulders he grabbed her ankles and pushed them back folding her body in half as he pounded away at her like a human Jack hammer.

He then rolled her over so she was on top and he placed that Stetson hat on top of her head and she bucked up and down as if she was on the mechanical bull.
She rode him like there was no tomorrow.
After a few minutes of that he pulled out and put her in the doggy position. I continued to take more and more pictures as this guy performed almost as if he knew or suspected he was being watched. Just like his cock his muscular body glistens in sweat just as Karen was doing.

Then I saw him pull out, part the cheeks of her ass and drive his dick in balls deep into her poop shoot. I got the awesome look of agony on her pretty face as she took it. And he just plowed her fucking sexy ass. She probably felt that big dick up into her stomach he was so hung.

But complain she didn’t, she took the pounding in stride and was begging for more and more.
With her hand she was rubbing away at her dripping cunt, and was right on the edge of an awesome orgasm.

But as soon as I thought she was gonna come, this guy pulls out of her ass, and starts jerking off. His first blast of cum launched through the air like a rocket blasting off. After the second third to forth blast. As his balls drained cum like the lava flowing down the sides of a volcano.

He then weakly falls face first onto the bed and instantly starts snoring.
Karen was fucking pissed the fuck off. So close she was and he pulls out, leaving her hanging.

“ Fucking Bastard! “
I heard her yell out in disgust.
She then rolls this son of a bitch off into the floor. Then snatched the drawer of her nightstand open to retrieve one of her toys so she could finish herself off.
After which she turned off the light and drifted off to sleep herself.

I then gathered up all the pictures that I’d just taken and went back to my room and jerked myself off looking at them realizing then that Karen was a sex machine. That’s probably what that summer at slave camp had turned her into. I then hid the pictures away inside my desk and as I lay down I started to conspire this plan to black mail her into giving me what I needed, little did I know within time she’d turn the tables on and get me back in a very humiliating way.

[Mr. Smith]

I’m not sure that fits the image of the wholesome good girl that would star in a Hallmark channel movie. lol.

But it sure would fit the image of a pleasure slut in one of those slave romance Christmas movies on the Hallmark channel. I mean you had the Godwink Christmas Collar movie staring Candace Cameron-Burr, Lacey Chabert, and Merritt Patterson with all of them demonstrating their three hole slut qualifications with the movie ending with a HEA for all three. While Lacey and Merritt's final scenes were the traditional chaste kiss, Candace pulled off one hell of an airtight for her final scene.

So I guess the big question is which Hallmark movie actress would you most like to see on the auction block. My vote is Merritt Patterson after seeing her ASSets in some werewolf movie.

[mikey22]

I’m not sure that fits the image of the wholesome good girl that would star in a Hallmark channel movie. lol.

But it sure would fit the image of a pleasure slut in one of those slave romance Christmas movies on the Hallmark channel. I mean you had the Godwink Christmas Collar movie staring Candace Cameron-Burr, Lacey Chabert, and Merritt Patterson with all of them demonstrating their three hole slut qualifications with the movie ending with a HEA for all three. While Lacey and Merritt's final scenes were the traditional chaste kiss, Candace pulled off one hell of an airtight for her final scene.

So I guess the big question is which Hallmark movie actress would you most like to see on the auction block. My vote is Merritt Patterson after seeing her ASSets in some werewolf movie.

They all would look good on the auction block. Thats a slave Christmas story worth watching right there.

[mikey22]

Part 3

The following morning I woke up, looked out and noticed Karen’s T/A was not in the driveway. Guess she drove Mr. Big dick that couldn’t get her off home? I said gently stroking my morning wood.
So I sat down at my desk and tried to think of something clever to write. Nothing really came to mind except for.

“ Give me what I want! Or I’ll mail these to Aunt Bev and Uncle Buck! “

I’m not real good with clever words or phrasing so I’ll just be blunt with her and to the point.
So I then took the note and a couple of the pictures and put them into an envelope then taped it to the door of the pool house.
Of course I wanted to be close by when she found it so I just made myself look busy pretending to be cleaning the pool when she drives up.

And about a half hour later she did. She climbed out of that black T/A wearing her sunglasses, tee shirt and under that not much else. Cause she was obvious bra less, bare foot and I wasn’t sure if it was her swimsuit bottoms or a pair of panties but it wasn’t much, and quite slutty I thought for somebody to be driving about like that.

She smiles and waves with a cheerful good morning as she strolls casually towards the pool house.
I watched her as she stopped at the door, took the envelope opened it, raised and rested her sunglasses on top of her head and red the note and looked at the explicit pictures that I’d taken of her.

I started out smiling an evil grin but when I saw the look she gave me back, that grin disappeared and was replaced with a look of pure fear, cause I could tell Karen was pissed.
And y’all know from you tube how Karen’s can act when there pissed off. There are always Karen’s around there usually nosey busybody type of people that’s usually into everybody else’s business. Usually the one that’s head of the home owner associations, neighborhood watch, PTA’s, animal advocates, those women that’s always raising Hell with pussy hats on there heads crying about Me to, and going on and on about there fucking rights, as if they should be privileged cause they got a set of tits and a pussy between there legs.

And probably if somebody wanted to do a study of all the women in the National slave data base, probably north of 50% would probably be named Karen. It’s just obvious that bitchy women have the name Karen for some reason. And they usually find themselves in the collar for the main reason for being a bitch.

Like I said earlier in the story, she did a summer at slave camp, but that obviously wasn’t gonna be enough to break the bitch out of her. Guess I’ll have to talk to someone at the AG office and let them know she needs remedial training.

But anyway she gave me this look, then she yells.

“ Mikey! Get over here now Boy! “

“ Boy? “
I said to myself looking down at my bulging member poking through my shorts.
I may not be hung like Mr. Horse that she was with last night but I’m bigger than a boy!

I go over to her. She opened the door to the pool house, then grabbed me like she was some wrestler and throws me inside, slamming the door behind her.

“ You’ve been spying on me?…And your black mailing me?…Why? “

She then watched my eyes as I looked up and down her sexy body.

“ Why do you think? Your Hot! “

“ Not for you! We’re related! “

“ We’re cousins cousins do it all the time! “
I say argumentatively.

“ They do not! That’s how families fuck up there family trees, doing shit like that! “

“ That shouldn’t happen if your on the pill? “

“ If I’m on the pill or not is none of your business!”

This black mail thing definitely wasn’t going my way. I expected her to strip, bow down and submit to me like a slave is expected to do.
But instead she’s arguing just like a bitchy Karen would do.

“ Be honest with me and tell me what this is really about? “
She says to me.

I stand there before her uncomfortably nervous, trying to figure out what to say to her.

“ I need lessons. “
I said admittedly

“ Lessons for what? “

“ You know! “

She finally sighs as she red through the lines.

“ Does this have to do with the red head that works at the Piggly Wiggly? And drives the black Nova, and rides the three wheeler when y’all go dirt bike riding? “

“ Yes! Yes! “
I said with a big smile knowing that she understood where I was coming from.

“ That girl adores you! “

“ She does? How can you tell? “

“ Cause I know how girls are! You need to be patient! And wait until nature takes its course! “

Patience? Wait until nature to take its course? She says to me! I have no time for that shit! I’ve got friends getting pussy all the time! And I want some pussy to!

“ Sit down on the bed. “
She says to me.

As I did she turned her back to me, as she faced the wall and took off her tee shirt. With her arms she hid her big breasts from me, as she laid face down on the bed.

“ Rub my back while I think about this for a while.”
She says.

I then got excited just being able to touch a woman’s naked backside was definitely a thrill, so I proceeded to do my best to give her a massage. And just so y’all know all she had on was a white pair of bikini panties, but every time I attempted to slip my fingers under the elastic waistband she’d slap my hand away.

“ Not yet!”
She’d say to me, making me move up onto her back or downwards towards her sexy legs. As she lay there enjoying this she’d give me advice.

“ Forget about whatever you’ve been told about slaves! There is more to a woman’s body than just sticking your dick into her cunt! “

She then lay there for a few more minutes.

“ A woman wants her body to be worshipped. It’s a man’s job to please her. And please her you will! And pleasing her is much much more than fucking her! “

Karen seemed to be in deep thought in the time between her sentences as if there was a serious lesson here to be taught here.

Finally she rolls over and sits up next to me on the bed. This time she didn’t hide her breasts from me, but she didn’t let me just stare at them either as if she was just a piece of meat.

“ Put your arms around me, hold me and kiss me.”

We awkwardly embraced and started to kiss. And she’d constantly butt in as if she’s coaching me.

“ No not like that! Like this! “
And she’d kiss me the way she wanted me to kiss her back.
And back and forth we did until she felt as if I had it right.

“ Now suck on my neck, but not to hard or you’ll bruise me, you don’t want to bruise your woman.”

As I did this I’d reach for her breasts.

“ Stop it! Don’t rush it! “
She’d say in a warning tone.

“ Nibble and suck on the lobe of my ear. “

“ Your ear? “
I asked curiously.

“ Yes I’ve been telling you there is more to a woman than just pussy! And when I finish with you you’re gonna know it! “

So I continued with my lesson, kissing, sucking and caressing wherever she wanted me to.
Finally she allowed me to caress her breasts.

“ Don’t grope! Just touch them gently! “
She’d say as my hands roams her beautiful round and perky C cups.
I heard her moan in pleasure for the first time. Her nipples were hard as a rock, I knew for sure she was liking it. And hopefully it wouldn’t be much longer.
But as soon as I thought I was making progress she pushes me away.

“ Get down there! “
She said pointing to her feet. She lifted her right foot towards my face.

“ Suck on my toes! “
She said in a demanding tone.

“ You serious? “

“ Do it! Or lessons over! “

I knew I’d come to far to let it go now, so I did as I was told, sucking on all 10 of her toes, kissing and licking and massaging both of her feet, until she finally let me move up each one of her legs the closer to her cunt that I got the more I could smell of her sex. The crotch of those bikini panties was soaked if that wasn’t a sign of desire I don’t know what could have been.
But for damn sure she was gonna make me earn it, and she wasn’t gonna come off of it until she was good and damn ready to.

[mikey22]

Part 4

I reached for the waistband of her sopping wet hot pink bikini panties, but she denies me with a stern.

“ NO!!! “

But as we started another round of kissing which seemed to up the level of passion.

Passion?

Karen’s my cousin and of course I love her, but In the back of my brain something was screaming to me that this was wrong!

So at Thanksgiving and Christmas dinners or those awkward family reunions could I ever look at her the same?

Probably not, but there was at least for a moment, a battle of right and wrong going on in my brain at least offering me an opportunity to stop and walk away.

But then my dick throbs powerfully, almost as powerful as the suggestion from the devil himself.

“ Do it! Or you’re a fucking pussy! “

Of course you all know what side is gonna win out here.

Karen may have denied me taking her panties, but she did allow me to slip my fingers into them and feel her up.
And that I took full advantage of.
Her cunt was so soft, wet and smoking hot, and my fingers slipped inside of her so easily. Maybe to easily but considering how hung Mr. Horse dick was, that fucked her just hours earlier this didn’t surprise me, and it also reminded me that I wasn’t a well endowed horse like he was.

“ Shit! There’s no way my average sized cock is gonna fill this gaping hole? “

And I think she knew it.

Maybe that thought was another sign it was time to stop and pull away.
But then she whispers.

“ Take my panties. “

I knew then there was no turning back when she said that.

So I reach down and slowly pull them down the soft panties peel away sticking and stretching the wet stringing wetness from her dripping cunt.

After taking and dropping them to the floor I take down my own shorts, assuming it was time we were gonna get it on.

That thought was answered again with a stern.

“ NO!!! “

Yeah you can see Karen is a true Karen and the word NO! Is at the top of her vocabulary, which is a sign that you’re dealing with a true bitch!

Out of my shorts and underwear my exposed cock totally on display in front of Karen. It throbbed uncontrollably again, I wrapped my hand around it and started stroking which made my pre cum start to ooze.

“ Stop that! Or you won’t last! “
Karen said to me in a warning kind of tone.

“ Remember it’s your place to please your woman! So quit thinking about pleasing yourself and go down on me! “

She said in a demanding tone as she spread her legs wide before me.

Of course I dove right in, parting her lips with my fingers and lapped away at her pussy with my tongue.

“ A little advice before taking your girlfriend out, shave that fucking scruff you think is a beard off your face! Since we shave our cunts for you. You should return us the favor by at least shaving your face. “

If I wasn’t so busy with having my first slice of pussy pie, I would have pointed out that Mr. Horse cock had a full beard but I guess when your hung like that you don’t have to eat pussy to please her.

“ Don’t stop!…Don’t stop! “
She said repeatedly.

With her finger she pointed to her swollen clit.

“ Suck here! “
She says directing me.

As I put my lips to her swollen clit she moans, moans and moans.

“ Now fuck me! But not to fast or you won’t last! “

Karen for sure was gonna make sure I wasn’t gonna short change a woman.
As I slipped inside of her the looseness of her box didn’t seem to matter anymore. Her pussy felt awesome but again I hadn’t had any pussy to compare it to either.

Unfortunately like some of my friends my father hadn’t of yet taken me to a brothel so I could loose my virginity to a well trained slave.
Now that’s an 18th birthday you’d never forget.

But that’s okay maybe that can still happen if I can’t get Misty to come off any.

Karen takes on the roll of teacher and coach. As we fuck. Letting me know what’s right and what’s not.

“ Pace yourself as if you’re running a marathon. “
She said often reminding me that it was my place to please the woman.

And finally she released the reigns and just said.

“ Fuck me! “

And that I did pounding away at her pussy. She moans and pants, then throws her arms around me and lets out a squeal as her body quivered. I sunk my cock into her balls deep, my penis pulsed as it launched a powerful blast of hot cum that just fills her up.
And within moments I was going soft and slipped out.
Karen kissed me one last time.

“ Now you do to your girlfriend what I just taught you you won’t have a problem. Now get dressed and get out, and never speak of what we just did!”

She herself starts to get up off the bed to head to small bathroom for a refreshing shower.

But then a question filled my head.

“ You are on the pill?…Right? “

That of course didn’t get a defined answer.

“ You’ll know by next Thanksgiving. “
She said as the bathroom door closes.

[mikey22]

Part 5

In the weeks and months that followed the affair that me and Karen had, a real meaningful relationship between me and Misty started to blossom. Things were changing for us especially her. Misty had always had big tits, she was young at developing I suppose thinking back to it. For the longest time she had the biggest tits in the class and by high school she was Nick named Double Barrel cause that’s what caught your attention when you saw her.

Her twin sister Crystal for some reason stayed small and petite, while Misty’s grew uncontrollably. This might have had something to do with her Pepsi and potato chip or snack cake diet, along with her pack of them strong Marlboro reds she purchased at the gas station on the drive to school in the mornings.
It wasn’t that Misty was lazy especially at the time. For some reason her mom knew what was right around the corner for her, and she’d all ready set Misty up with a job at the pig. And she’d influence Mr. Pete the manager to work Misty every open shift that was available outside of school hours.

This really put a strain on our social life, as far as finding time to fuck, cause after school she drove straight to work and even clocked in at 3:30 when she was exposed to be there at 4.
She’d then work until closing. Which was usually 9:00. But 3 days a week the truck would show up and she’d be expected to unload it, inventory it and put it away this took usually until midnight or later depending on the load. Then she’d drive home, shower and collapse In exhaustion. By Wednesdays she’d be a zombie during school hours the rest of the week.

Thankfully for most academic subjects she was in special Ed , so she could get her work done real fast and take a nap for the rest of the time.

I always doubted that she needed them classes. I mean if you can count and inventory truck loads of groceries. And work check out lane 1 during the busiest times of the day and give out perfect change without all the high tech shit that the idiots that work there today have. I think your math skills are okay enough to get through life.
So in order words Misty figured out how to work the system to benefit herself as far as school went.

The job though gave her a good enough income so that she could dress herself up in all those designer clothes that the rich preppy girls wore. As we know Misty’s mom is rich but she wouldn’t spoil Misty on whatever she wanted. She wanted to dress her and Crystal so they’d match like lots of twins do. Mom was also quite frugal to when it came to clothes, by shopping around at all them knock off stores and even the thrift stores. This was embarrassing for Misty being seen by the preppy kids while she’s forced to shop at Bargain Town or them thrift stores.

That kind of shit infuriated Misty, picking on her about her thrifty clothes was just as bad as calling her retarded for being in them special Ed classes. That almost always caused a fight.

No Misty wasn’t gonna take no shit off them preps, and she was gonna let them know she was just as good as they was as far as being there equal.
So she’d save them pay checks and go to the mall.

Ya’ll remember that store back in the 80’s that sold them Guess and Kelvin Kline jeans and them blue, black and mixed multi colored Gasoline jeans. With the matching jacket. That kind of shit costed like a $100.00 a pair?
And back then $100.00 was really $100.00, and it took a lot of hours of work at $4.00 an hour to go on a shopping spree at that store.
But Misty made that shit happen. And she spared no expense at the makeup counters and shoe stores either.
She had multiple pairs of them high heeled pumps in different colors along with them high heeled granny boots like Madonna used to wear.

And when Misty was all dolled up she was hot! My dick just instantly gets hard just remembering it. She had an ass that could only be described as a black girls ass, and just like the black girls did, Misty knew how to work that ass in them designer jeans. Then she’d sit there in class, dangling that high heeled shoe from her foot, teasing the Hell out of me and any other boy looking her way.

But even with all this going on we finally got us a real date. Somehow she talked Mr. Pete the manager at the pig to let her off on a Saturday night. And I treated Misty to a romantic dinner at Taco Bell. That was followed by going to the movie rental store and getting several scary movies to watch.
My parents and sister were out for the night doing there on things so we had my house to ourselves.

And all the kissing started, and things quickly escalated much faster than I’d expected. I mean Karen taught me all this shit that I was expected to do to please the woman. I was shocked cause I didn’t even have to make the first move.

I just sat there on the couch in a state of shock as my all ready top less and barefoot girlfriend was on her knees stripping me from the waist down and sucking my dick like a real whore would do.
This soon led to us fucking right there on the floor.

Misty didn’t want a full body massage or her pussy ate, she wanted to fuck. And fuck we did over and over again.
As far as her freshness was, I could tell she was tighter than Karen was, but she wasn’t no virgin. Later she admitted that she learned all about sex by watching her mother while she serviced other men, and she busted her own seal with a hairbrush while watching porn. So it was obvious she needed to be fucked for a while.

I wanted to believe that I was her first cause we’d been such close friends for so long. But I did have doubts and years later she’d admit that it was the 25 year old truck driver that delivered to the pig that was her first.

So in other words I had a real slut on my hands. And this wasn’t a bad thing, throughout her busy schedule we’d usually hook up before school at the old graveyard that was off a dirt road about half way to town.
I always had morning wood back then so I was in need of some pussy. Getting pussy in the morning always put a smile on your face, then you got to go to school and brag about it to your friends. By letting them know you got some trim that morning. Any of you guys remember that line?

I wasn’t the only one talking about it either. In no time Misty’s best friend Shirley started flirting with me, and flaunting herself the same way Misty would do.
And finally one afternoon she’d even followed me home I assumed, cause I’d barely made it to my bedroom to get my dick out to jerk off when the door bell rang.

Of course I was pissed when my sister knocked on my bedroom door telling me know I had company.

“ Who is it? “
I yelled through the door.

“ It’s the slut that drives the Camero! “

I quickly zipped up to go to the door. My sister watched from the stairs shaking her head.

“ He ain’t got no standards! “
I heard her mumbling as she continued up the stairs.

As I answered the door I’d quickly noticed that since I’d seen her earlier in the day she’d all ready gotten out of her bra. Her nipples poked through her skimpy top. I led her straight to my bedroom where we both pounced on each other, stripping each other down and fucked like rabbits for the next hour.

When she left I reflected back on what just happened, wondering if it was just a coincidence. But within the weeks that followed I’d fucked every girl in Misty’s little clique of friends cause apparently Misty was telling them what a good fuck I was and they had to try me out for themselves.

It was interesting that in just a matter of months I wasn’t getting no attention whatsoever by any of them except Misty. Now I felt like the big man on campus or something, just like the preps and jocks were.
Now I got to admit though these ain’t the girls that are gonna grade Prime like the ones on the cheer leading team. These are the skanks that get rejected by the in crowd, but at the time I didn’t care. Pussy was pussy and I was finally getting some, just as long as none of them get knocked up or give me the clap or something I didn’t care lol.

[mikey22]

Part 6

Now for Karen’s revenge.

Now that I was finding myself on top of the world so to speak, with everything finally going my way and only a few months left of my senior year of high school. I had no idea that I could crash and burn like this.

After the fall semester ended Karen had finished her own college courses and wanted to work full time, it was sort of ironic that she took the opening of the receptionist in the front office at our high school, after the unfortunate passing of Mrs. Reed who’d probably worked there since the beginning of time.
None the less Karen was obviously qualified for the job and took it with stride It might have not been the best job there was but it was one of them comfy government type jobs where you get that free Cadillac style brand of insurance with a pension plan and a raise every year for sitting on your ass just to answer the phone. With every holiday off and paid through the summer months that you don’t even work.

That’s right don’t let those lefties tell you from the news that all school teachers are flat broke cause they have to use their own money for supplies and lunches for the kids, when they all got that damn teachers union fighting for them to get more more and more of your tax money.

But Karen being in the office was a real hit with all the guys cause she was hot. Everybody was getting in trouble so they could sit up in the lobby and flirt with her.
I never heard if that worked out to anyone’s benefit but It damn sure didn’t work out for mine.
Me and Misty were all ways passing little notes to one another telling each other what we wanted to do to one another the next time we did it.
And on this particular morning in social studies class. I couldn’t get my mind off the way I fucked Misty in her fat ass that morning.
That ass was tight and it felt good to fuck a tight hole for a change. With my dick lubed from the wetness of her cunt I just shoved it in and pounded it until I blew my nuts and filled her bowls with my hot seed.
She didn’t complain so I assumed she liked it that way.

And I confessed in our little note that I couldn’t wait to tap that ass again.
Little did I know at the time the note would get snatched from my fingers by Mrs. Simmons.

She red the note to herself as I instantly turned pale with fear, and couldn’t believe I just seen a black woman blush.

“ Mikey! We going to the office right now boy! “
She screamed as she yanked me from my seat, dragging me by the collar of my shirt out the door.

In the office I didn’t know if I was lucky or unlucky that Mrs. Beasley the principal wasn’t there. But Mrs. Simmons handed Karen the note.

“ Look at this smut! He’s writing to this nice girl! “

Karen reads over the note and looks back up at her. “

“ Mrs. Beasley is not here right now, but I’ll make sure she sees this as soon as she gets back. “

Karen then gave me a reassuring wink letting me know she’d find a way to resolve this awkward situation. She then sent me back to class with Mrs. Summons.

So I went through the day thinking everything was cool until about 7th period when Karen opened the classroom door interrupting my study hall time.

“ Excuse me Mrs. Rogers, but Mikey here is needed in the office. “

My heart sank, I then broke out in a nervous sweat knowing that if Mrs. Beasley knows about this that she’d call my mom to the office for a conference.
On the walk to the office I looked at Karen.

“ Did you show Mrs. Beasley that note? “

“ No she’s still not here, so I worked out a better alternative for you to resolve this stupid mistake you made. “

For a moment I breathed a sigh of relief and hoped that maybe she’d make me give her a massage or something. I then looked down at her hosed legs, hoping she wasn’t gonna make me suck on her toes again, or lick or tongue fuck her ass.

But as she led me straight into the classroom where detention was usually held I almost died right there and wished I could have as I laid eyes right on Misty’s mom who stood there beside the teachers desk with her arms crossed and an angry look on her face.

Karen closes the classroom door and turns to face us.

“ I believe you and Mrs. Jones here know one another? “

I nodded with a gulp, looking down at the black pair of stiletto fuck me pumps she was wearing. With the tan hose that concealed her pasty white legs that were under the pants of one of her power suits.

She stared at me with daggers in her eyes, no way did I make eye contact with her.
This little woman out of them stilettos was no more than 5’0 tall and around 130lbs if that. But my heart pounded as I poured sweat fearing what this forty something milf with a Farrah Fawcett hairstyle could do to me.

And trust me cause I had reasons to fear.

Karen then speaks up.

“ Mikey I think it’s time you go ahead and get undressed. Mrs. Jones here would like to see what your fucking her daughter in the ass with. “

“ I don’t have to take off my clothes just to show her you know? “
I mumbled shyly.

“ Boy! I want to watch you strip! “
Misty’s mom said firmly.

Karen smiles.

“ I think the term slave naked applies here. She said with a giggle.

“ Slave naked? Shit! “

What was she planning to do? Take mmm clothes? And make me ride the bus home naked or something?

You always see slaves out and about in public. Men and women usually collard or leashed with there privates out for the world to see.
I couldn’t imagine leaving that classroom with my cock hanging and swinging about among my peers, nothing could be more humiliating than that.

To satisfy there watching eyes I quickly parted with my black Members only jacket, then my long sleeved preppy Polio dress shirt. Then the white wife beater tank top I wore under it. My muscular arms, shoulders and pecs bulged and always looked good as I wore a wife beater like a true jock would wear.

I then looked around for a chair to sit down in to remove my cowboy boots and socks more comfortably.

“ Slaves don’t sit! Hurry up and get them damn boots off! “
Misty’s mom said impatiently.

She quickly approached me.

“ Oh no!…Let me! “
She said unfastening the snap and yanking my zipper down, kneeling before me she pulled my jeans down, snatching my boots right off my feet, followed by my socks.

I then looked down at myself in just my tidy white Fruit of the Looms briefs, and couldn’t believe I had a slight and growing boner.

As scared as I was I couldn’t believe I was getting hard?
So I quickly cupped my hands over my privates that was no longer gonna be private, as Misty’s mom yanked downward on the waistband of my briefs, making me step out of them. she then knocked my hands away.

“ Hands on your head boy! “
She yells at me as my cock fell with a nice heavy bounce to it.
From across the room I see a flash followed by the click of a Polaroid camera, and see Karen holding it as my naked picture slides out the front of the camera.

I knew then that I was in big trouble.
Mom then remained on her knees before me, I could easily look down the front of her blouse at the white bra that held her big tits up, as she started playing with my cock with her fingers as if she was examining me.

“ You’re not hard enough to get that up anyone’s ass! “
She pointed out before parting her lips and taking my manhood into her hot mouth.
As I felt my dick growing harder inside her mouth I looked across the room at Karen who just smiled while holding the camera.

She obviously didn’t want to take pictures of the woman sucking my dick or at least not of her face.

Yeah the gears in my brain were turning. If I could get my hands on pictures showing what these two cunts are doing to me and get to a lawyers office. I could own them both for decades.

But those thoughts quickly escaped my mind as mom let my cock go from her lips.

“ Mmmm! Now that’s a nice cock! It’s a real shame I can’t have you for myself now. “
Mom said examining my cock again.

By then Karen had put the camera down and picked a paddle up from the teacher’s desk, offering it to mom.

Mom laughs.

“ Oh no that’s not gonna do it! “

She then got to her feet and unbuckled her belt and snatched it from her dress pants. She then raised and snapped it towards the floor making it crack.

With an evil grin I watched as she stepped out of her Stilettos and approached me in her nylon clad feet. I suddenly found myself backing away which angered her more. She then grabbed me and through me towards the ground while wailing that fucking belt.

I could hear Karen giggling like a school girl while I got my ass blistered.
Misty’s mom didn’t play when it came to corporal punishment, she had me sobbing like a fucking baby, begging her to stop. But unfortunately when she did it didn’t mean we were finished. Oh no we were far from it.

I was allowed a moment to get my bearings and stop crying. But as I did I watched Karen bring out this five gallon bucket from a closet along with this other apparatus I wasn’t sure of. But soon discovered as she poured this solution into this bag that I was fixing to get an enima.

I’d only had one of these in my entire life. And that was by my grandmother when I complained with an upset stomach. After that I never complained anymore with a stomach ache.

But this thing held more than that squirt bottle thing that grandma had.

I was then told to get down on the floor. Misty’s mom then parted the cheeks of my ass and shoved that tube up it. I felt my bowls filling up.

“ Hold it in! “
Mom said in a tone of warning.

I held it as long as I could before collapsing onto that five gallon bucket to expel everything out.
As I did Karen took multiple pictures of my humiliating situation.

Mom repeated this process 3 more times.

After which they made me carry the bucket to the restroom and pour it down the toilet.

I’m assuming since the toilet had. Stall around it is why I was forced to use the bucket.

I was then told to get on my knees and wait while they prepared the next torturing thing for me. I didn’t have to wait long to know what it was.

Karen brought out this plastic box, as she opened it the smell of what smelled like dead rotting fish filled the room.

“ What the Hell? “
I said as I seen her bring out this strap on from the box.

My guts heaved at just the smell of the damn thing.
Whose pussy did they use that thing on last? I know for a fact that pussy don’t suppose to smell like that, and whoever’s does she needs to go to the doctor and get checked, cause there is something definitely wrong with a cunt that stinks that bad.

Karen handed the strap on to mom.

“ I got to take some clothes off first. “
Mom said. My dick throbbed as I looked her way. As she took off her business coat and quickly unbuttoned her blouse, as she took it off I wrapped my hand around my cock and stroked myself expecting her next to take off her bra. But unfortunately for my visual pleasure she didn’t. But raised her foot knocking my hand away from my cock.

“ You’re not gonna get yourself off watching me! “
She said definitely.

It was obvious that my pleasure wasn’t important right now. This was obviously about humiliation and punishment.

Mom stripped down to just her bra full backed granny panties and her nude knee high length nylons. None of her under garments were really sexy and I’d much prefer to see her in a garter belt, stockings and a thong with her still in her stilettos and out of her bra.
Cause I’ve done peaked through her underwear drawer when I’d visited there home with Misty and knew she’d wear shit like that when she wanted to.
Otherwise her being slave naked just as I was would be a good option over what she continued to wear.

She then took the strap on and got harnessed up. She then looked down on me as she raised that stinking toy cock guiding it towards my mouth.

“ Open up and take it like a man! “

I shook my head from side to side violently.

“ No! “
I cried out trying to back away from her.

“ No is not an option! “
From behind Karen struck my naked ass again with the belt.

As I let out a yelp mom shoved that strap on into my mouth.
I quickly reached for the base of it with my hand, only to get it knocked away.
I then gagged as I felt it hit the back of my throat.

“ Come on! Relax the throat muscles and take it! “
She said forcing it into my throat.
My guys heaved as I tried to vomit, but unfortunately everything there was to vomit up was down the toilet all ready except for the toy cock she forcefully crammed into my throat.

From the side I noticed the camera flash and the picture was being processed.
Karen laughed with joy as she took another pic.

Finally she finished torturing my throat and pulled it out allowing me to catch my breath.

From behind Karen grabbed me lifting me to my feet and through me down over the end of a table.

I looked behind me to see mom lubing up that fucking strap on.

“ No! Please not that! “
I begged and cried.
But they both just laughed.

All bent over I felt the cold lube of the head pressing against my sphincter I clenched my butt muscles together as tight as possible but it was no use. As my sphincter gives way I feel my virgin ass being stretched apart. I grabbed the sides of the table and held on with all my might, with my teeth clenched Karen takes another humiliating picture directly in front of me.
I felt the crotch of mom’s panties up against my ass letting me know she was all the way in.

She then pulled back and starts pegging me, while Karen takes more and more pictures.

“ You Fucking Bitch! “
I yell out to her in agony while mom just pounds my ass into oblivion.
Mom eventually starts to run out of gas, not sure if this is doing anything for her sexually.

She then pulls out and sits down in a chair.

“ Now you come sit on mommas lap! “

“ Oh God! “
I cried out still in agony feeling her invade me again.

“ Getty up and ride it boy! “
She said with her hands around my waist driving me all the way down on to it. My dick still hard bounced as I rode it. Up and down, up and down as Karen took even more pictures. Finally mom pushed me off. She quickly stood took off the strap on then with her back to me so I couldn’t see her branded ass she slipped her panties down and off, then laid back on the table while pulling her tits out of her bra. I raced to her and shoved my cock into her wet dripping cunt and fucked the older woman that spent the last half hour violating me until we both came in unison.

As my spent cock slipped from her cunt she looks me in the eyes.

“ If I ever have to do this again to you, you’ll get the real thing from a real bull! Do you understand me? “

“ Yes mam. “

“ Good now get dressed! And after school tomorrow instead of going home to fuck your fist or them naughty sluts you just come over to my office and fuck me instead! “

Yeah that’s how it was. That’s how Misty’s momma got me wrapped around her finger from then on.

I then got dressed and was confronted by cousin Karen and all them humiliating pictures she’d taken of me.

“ Now you have until tomorrow morning to bring me all them pictures you took of me. And I’ll let you have all these back. Otherwise I’ll let the girls on the year book staff have them so everyone in school can see them in the yearbook.


Without a doubt she got her pictures back and I got mine and immediately I took them home and burned them.

The End