Connie Bedford - Private Duty Nurse

Now he was an unseeing, unfeeling hunk of flesh, but Ram hadn't noticed, he was still plugging away. Now the woman ran around behind Ram and tried to pull him away from her inactive husband. But Ram was too far gone to stop. He was no longer a rational human being; all his thoughts and actions were controlled by instinct which, in turn, was only concerned with receiving the important signal from the ass-encased cock to spew forth the thick white juice of love. After finding that she could not pull Ram away, the woman just stood there and cursed him soundly, calling him all kinds of black things and telling him what a horrible pervert he was. But Ram worked on.

The girl got off Blazer's lap and laid her head against his stomach. She fingered the underside of his cock while she nibbled lightly at the base. They both watched and they saw the woman do something peculiar. Her husband, still unconscious, was still sprawled face down across the desk. True, his knees had buckled, but he was impaled on Ram's machine and could not fall to the floor. Now the woman crawled up on the desk and, facing Ram, she straddled her husband and squatted down on his shoulder blades. Like a big white frog she eased herself closer to the sweating Ram. Soon, she was sitting on her husband's upper buttocks and her pubic hairs were invading Ram's navel. And then, she slid downward off her husband's backside and worked her way between him and the humping Ram. Downward she came between the two men. Ram could no longer pump, in fact, as her weight bore down on him, his cock was being pulled from the man's big ass. Soon, she was astraddle the big cock like a naked maid on a barebacked stallion. She bounced up and down on it, and finally, with one big bounce she succeeded in removing the big dong from her husband's anus. There was a sound like a cork being pulled from a bottle. Ram grunted, the woman yelled in triumph, and the man collapsed on the floor.

"I smell shit," said the woman, and she felt between her legs where she held the base of Ram's cock and her finger came up brown. She put it in her mouth and tasted it, and then said thoughtfully, "It is shit!" She looked into Ram's face, "Your cock's covered with it. No wonder you were going so strong, boy," she said. She slid off his dong and pushed him back from the desk and her prostrate husband. She fell to her knees and looked at Ram's cock closely, "Brown on black," she cried, then she got up again and went across the room and got the girl's panties. She came back to Ram and wiped his cock clean.

"Usually," she said, "I would lick it clean, but you've had enough excitement. I want you to cream in my pussy, not in my face." And she rubbed Ram with the silken panties of the young girl. Then she said to him, "Cool off." Next, she went over to the man and tried to roll him over on his back, but he was too heavy. She called over to Blazer and the girl, who now had most of Blazer's cock in her mouth, "C'mon, you two. Help me bring him to." And the girl stopped her feeding and she and Blazer went over to the unconscious man and his naked wife. Then they, mostly Blazer, rolled the man over on his back. He looked like a great albino walrus lying there. His dick had shriveled up to nothing and his mouth had gaped open. The woman slapped at his face several times. He only moaned and licked his lips and never came completely awake. After much slapping and shaking, they all stood around and looked down at him trying to decide what to do next, and then the woman had an idea. She told the girl, "Suck his cock, dear, and I'll piss in his face. That ought to bring him around." The girl went to her knees between the man's limp legs and she took his soft peter into her mouth. She swished it around from one side of the mouth to the other, she bit at it gently, and sucked on the head, and presently, it began to grow firm, and she felt her pussy heating up.

The woman, by watching the girl's attentions closely, saw the cock getting hard and she went around to her husband's head and after straddling him, she squatted down. She rubbed his nose in her cunt, forcing him to breathe through his mouth and then she moved forward a little and pissed right between his eyes. It ran down both sides of his face, his neck and around his mouth, and it soaked the rug under his head. She pissed a long time. And now, the girl could not cover all of the man's cock with her mouth because it had grown too big. But she rode her lips up and down as much of it as she could. The man coughed once on the piss and then ran his tongue out to catch more; he reached down and caught the girl by the back of her head, and the wife got up.

"Welcome back," she said, "I only brought you to so you could watch me get it from the black boy."

And then she went around and grabbed the girl working over her husband's cock by her hair and yanked her mouth away from the stiff tool. Mouth and cock separated with the usual sound, and the woman said, "That's enough, bitch, he's had his creamings for this month," and the girl crawled over to Blazer and resumed her slobbering on his tool. Now Ram was sitting down in a stiff-backed, armless chair idly rubbing the girl's silky panties, which were smeared with the man's shit, over his cock, which had deflated somewhat. The woman came over and snatched the smelly cloth from him and ill-temperedly ground it in his face like some people put their dog's nose in dog mess when the animal defecates in the wrong part of the yard.

"What are you? Some kind of pervert?" she snarled, and then she flung the panties away. Then she grabbed his cock amid-shaft, and she shook it like a big, black baby rattle and since it was soft now, the giant meat danced above her fist as she flung it from one of his thighs to the other. In her playing, she found that the cock made a delightful weapon and she began slapping his thighs and his stomach with it, laughing at the peculiar noise that it produced when flesh struck flesh. She leaned forward and the slight sag of her breasts disappeared as they extended downward toward Ram's groin, and she beat his big cockhead against her titties and Ram sat there watching her tits turn dead white where his cock had struck against them, and then the same place turned blood flush just a second or two later. But under her abuse, his cock grew hard again and the shaft she was holding lost its resiliency and soon it was like striking herself with a poker rather than a rubber hose.

She gave herself a good one beside the face and it nearly knocked her out, but she recovered quickly and quit playing with the now deadly weapon. The cock now stood up defiantly from the junction of Ram's thighs and his stomach as if daring her to abuse it again. She understood and responded. She fell to her knees before it and began kissing it and mumbled how sorry she was that she had been so mean to it. She leaned forward again and maneuvered her breasts around the big dick. She rubbed the cock gently between them, going down until the big head hit her under the chin and up until it was deep down between her titties, which she was squeezing together to make the friction greater. Soon, she had Ram's ass rising from the chair following her movements. And then she stopped. Her husband was sprawled out on the floor with just his head propped up against the wall. He looked rather like a rag doll some careless child had thrown down. However, his short, thick cock stood up under his fat stomach. He was watching his wife with steady eyes. The girl was resting from her feast on Blazer's dong, and now she was sitting back beside him against the wall and Blazer had one arm around her shoulder, with that hand caressing a convenient breast, and the other hand rhythmically rubbing the fur between her legs. She was limp against him and her head rested on his shoulder.

Now the woman stood before the sitting Ram and looked down with righteous satisfaction at the velvet black column that angled up at her. He had his legs askew as she had just recently been sitting between them. But now, she reached down and slammed them shut like the cover of an offensive book, and he merely looked up at her, his mouth agape, his eyes dulled with sex. She straddled his knees and took his cock in hand. She rose up on her toes and with the free hand she used two fingers to part the lips of her pussy as wide as she could. The room was absolutely quiet. No one was moving, no one was breathing; the husband lay inert, Blazer's fingers were motionless inside the girl's sopping pussy and she had stopped her writhing on them. The woman put the gigantic meat between the two fingers holding her cunt open. She placed the cockhead against the moist inner lips of her pussy. She removed the fingers, letting the big glands hold her cunt open. She placed both hands on Ram's shoulder and she cautiously came slowly down off her toes and slid her pussy's mouth down past the tremendous cockhead and down onto the fat cock shaft. Slowly, with sighs and moans and tears, she went down to mid-shaft, where she was forced to stop for a second to catch her breath, and then resuming, on down she went, the big cock shooting off sparks inside her now. Her toes curled, she bit her lips, her head was thrown back, her eyes closed, now toward the base of the cock her pussy nipped. Now pussy hair met cock hair. Her knees were bent now. She was full on, and she let out a loud, happy sigh, and so did everyone else in the room.