Stroke of Genius
By abej.
Emit realized Becky misunderstood his silence of shock. Her mournful eyes spoke volumes as she said, “Ya don’t want to share me with Jimmy?” How could he explain it to her…What did the caveman think discovering fire? Owww! The poor bastard diving off a bridge for fun, only to find six inches of water below. What was his last thought? His brain had overloaded, what was once fantasy…Had blossomed into reality. Still waiting for a reply she cooing, “If your not up to it…maybe Jimmy has a friend or two he can call?”
Jimmy’s hand had slid to her ass, his head moved down, lips sought a nipple. Becky moaned; Emit found it arousing. He could feel the light touch of her body hot on his skin. Yet she was giving attention to another man! His mind was numb, but her next sweet words galvanized him into action, “Either ya help, or I’ll cuckold your ass!” Emit had no idea she even knew that word, and yet…was it a veiled threat? Jimmy showed uncertainty backing off a bit. He didn’t blame the guy…Anyone with a lick of sense avoided domestic disputes. It was now or never for Emit to resume power!
She broadsided him again. The light touch of her fingertips tracing his scratches asked, “How will ya explain these?” Her eyes were two simmering pools of unquenchable fire, her voice became husky. An arousing smile played off her lips as she said, “I’ll use…” she started giggling, “Helped a neighbor with his service dog” She caressed Jimmy’s scratches, “Jimmy can say he took in an unruly stray” Becky’s gaze returned to him, with a obtuse smile said, “You I’m fairly certain, are fucked”
Emit lost his previous train of thought, he loved her so much before, but now…She was everything he desired, Becky did another one-eighty throwing him off his game asking, “So do I have to cuckold your ass…Or what?” It somewhat pissed him off, having his masculinity question in front of another man. Emit snapped, his good sense screaming, “Shut the hell up” only his mouth didn’t listen blurting, “You fucking whore. Jimmy and I are going to tear you a new ass…cuz I say so!” The pools of fire turned to shewed craftiness. He waited for the calmness to shatter with a bang, only to hear her respond, “I good whore…me fucky, fucky long time!” She held out her palm saying, “Me sucky fucky two dollar…me give a good time!”
Emit thought, “How does one respond to that?” Jimmy wasn’t much help, his historic response was a shoulder shrug. Becky failed to lower her hand saying, “No fucky fucky?” Jimmy started laughing went to a side cabinet, opened a drawer finding some cash. Turning waved a five, then asked Becky if she had changed. She grinned big saying, “Five dollars, I love you long time!” She took the bill stretching it out examining both sides carefully, before laying it down with care. With a giggle Becky pointed at them, hand creating a little gun saying, “You steal me bang bang” Jimmy’s booming laugh was interrupted by, “Is she dead?”
They turned as one looking towards the couch, the waitress was sprawled on the sofa. Drool leaking from the corner of her mouth, in what appeared to be a comatose state. Becky rushed over followed by Emit, and his new road dog; Jimmy. Emit was poked by Jimmy and asked, “Ain’t this some shit, never seen anyone O.D. from dick before.” He watched Becky examine the woman, then she started laughing muttering, “Dick O.D.? New one for the Medical Journal” Emit was relieved, knowing Becky would never joke if someone was truly endangered.
Emit took in an eyeful of the waitress, his thoughts no longer being colored by the prejudice or dislike. She was a looker. Her appeal amplified by the scratches covering her tits, tummy, and legs. Cum dribbles out her pussy, looking like deluded glue. Lily lifted her leg, showing the extent of the dicking. Jimmy laughed pointing saying, “Will you look at that!” Little droplets of sperm formed condensation around her anus. Emit felt somewhat put off missing that. He looked at Becky’s wanting ass as she bent over wondering…..She looked over her shoulder and smiled. He couldn’t help but ask himself, “How does she seem to always read my mind?” Then he had an epiphany looking at the scratches marring everyone, “A person can be so sexually aroused, your mind blocks pain!”
The waitress made a snorting sound that morphed into a light snore, they all laughed. Becky tossed a rustic pillow onto the floor saying, “Lay her down and let her sleep it off” giggling at her choice of words. Emit complied with the help of Jimmy. They laid out Barbra, the girls standing around reminding Emit of a parlor wake; minus a cadaver or coffin. He looked around finding Becky missing, on further inspection saw her sprawled out on the sofa. God, she was beautiful!
Legs spread, knees drawn up, her fingers playing tattoo with her pussy. Her nails painted in a rich luxury red, swirling circles around her clit. Two fingers inserted, the thumb knuckles white pressed against the creamy skin. He stared in disbelief as her pinkie stretched to the limit, did a slight drum-roll on the anus. That wonderful red fingernail of a whore played mayhem with his mind asking, “Why didn’t I notice them before? To caught up in the moment?” Faint smudges of black rested under her eyes…Make-up unable to stay put. Her once carefully coiffured hair laid in disarray, taking on the look of chaos. The scratches crying out, she was used on a bed of thorns.
Emit marveled at the fact, “He wanted her more right now than any living woman that walked the face of the earth!” Her image represented how the perfect whore should look. He for the first realized his stroke of genius created the ultimate whore, his crowning achievement! Everyone seemed captivated by her, standing around with stupid looks of the awl. Both Jimmy and Jr. looked thunderstruck. Lily touched herself, dogs long forgot. Wanda huddling next to her almost attempting to hump Lily’s leg to find relief.
Becky looked up with lust drenched eyes seeming to realize others were present in the room. Her lips curled into a provocative smile saying, “Fucky fucky boom boom?” As if the spell of stillness was broken, both men bum rushed forward. Emit thought, “What the fuck?” when Jimmy tripped him. She laughed saying, “Boom boom fall down” as he hit the deck. Her broken English driving him nuts, and spurring on the other guy! Emit crawled to the couch, having been beaten by the cheating bastard!
Jimmy leaped to stand on the cushions, trying to jam Jr. down her throat. With the sudden move, caused Becky to gag. The sound was music to his ears, making him pause to listen, face between open legs. The rich musky fragrance of sex emitted from her pussy. So tantalizing of ascent knowing the cause. Head up sucking dick, eyes cut down to bring him into view. One arm wrapped around Jimmy’s leg as if fearing he may take it away. The other grabbing his hair with a yank born by lust. Becky slid down, her legs draped around his neck locking with the power of vice. She moaned, then bucked, her pussy dribbling with the juices of heat. She screamed around a cock after gagging, “God yesss, please touch pussy.”
Becky lifted her ass, grinding her pussy into his face, she let go of Jimmy, spitting out his dick. Her other hand, on his head, rotating her hips in a thrashing motion. Her moaning pleads, drove him on, “Oh ya suck this nasty whore’s clit! Yess Yesss drawing him deeper into the quicksand of decadence. The cadence continued, “Fuck ya…Shit…That’s right use your tongue in my in my cunt!” That word echoed…spurring him on. Emit had to lift his body when he began humping the lower edge of the sofa. His manhood full and brimming with life, coming into jeopardy!
Emit saw Jimmy hitting Becky’s face with his dick, her head would move at the last second, denying him lip service. She grabbed his cock stroking it, pulling knees to her chest. She spread her legs as wide as could be saying, “Shit Jimmy suck my tit. Emit please don’t stop eating.”
Emit became enthralled with the lust she held, Jimmy too began to heed her words, hanging on every syllable, “Oh good boy Jimmy, bite harder. That’s it Ooooh kiss my tummy. Yes…yes! Emit knew it should matter, but no longer care who or what had been in her pussy. The deeper his tongue pierced, the more animated she became. Becky pushed Jimmy’s head lower, their tongue momentarily touched bringing discomfort. Becky squirted, soon finding himself in competition for a spot at the table; of her pussy. No longer able to persevere, they grabbed Becky’s ankles dragging her off the couch.
She hit with a thud, Emit not worried about her treatment. With cat-like agility, Becky regained her feet in a crouched position shouting, “Fucky fucky” she sprung. Becky bowled into his chest like a battering ram. The sudden and unprovoked attack took him by surprise. Emit’s head hit the corner of a table, landing flat on his back. Becky jumped again straddling him then… she descended two feet; sacrificed herself on the sword!
Becky’s pussy enveloped his cock as it filled the void. Hot warmed wrapped pushed in, before bottoming out. His nuts splashed with the hot liquid being forced out. Her ass raised, then crashed back down, She laughed saying, “See fucky fucky!” Her eye was crazed with wild lust, her breast rests heavy on his chest. Her own hand slapped her ass, the sound resonating as pure delight. She twisted her head towards Jimmy, slapping her ass again before saying, “Fucky fucky too? Me so horny.”
Jimmy stood dumbfounded holding his dick. Emit didn’t understand, and a heartbeat later didn’t care. Turning into a crazy he yelled, “Get your god damn dick in the whore ass…Then ream it out!” He felt her back bow, knowing her anus was just assaulted, Emit giggled like a madman! This bulge run up his shaft, it pressed against him. Her pussy seemed tighter as Jimmy occupied Becky’s ass. Faster and faster it moved in, and out making her scream like a banshee.
Becky did the unexpected by scooting forward off her knees. Emit felt both their cocks spewed out, like spitting out a watermelon seed. In such a smooth move, Becky pivoted her body to face the other way. Emit could no longer see what was happening but felt it all. She grabbed his shaft, embedding it in pussy. God, she was so sloppy! It slid in free and easy, leaning back on her palms; she spread her legs. She laughed saying, “Come on Jimmy…Let Jr. fuck my pussy too.”
Emit was confused…It sounded gay, but was it really? Deciding, “What the fuck” he was going to have to get creative to keep this bitch satisfied. He drew the mental line in the sand about sucking dick…“It ain’t never happening” Jimmy seemed to jump to the same conclusion, thou maybe different reasons…he just wanted her pussy now!
Jimmy stumbled over his leg positioning himself, tried and failed. Emit thought “That’s gay” When a dick poked him in the balls, praying that Jr. knew the difference between pussy and ass. Making another mental note, “Not giving up ass either!” Emit knew the moment Becky took over. She wasn’t squeamish if it was gay or not. To her, the end justified the means. He felt the head of a cock laid on his scrotum and pushed. It penetrated hard and bumpy, dry next to his skin. The trip out proved to be wet, like a well-oiled machine. Faster and faster it worked, Becky began moaning. She’d rock her hips to the thrust of Jr; gobbling both cocks in sheer pleasure. One pussy, two dicks invading the space, Emit so didn’t care, if gay or not. He no longer worried about another cock rubbing his. The thought of how nasty Becky had become, defied logic.
Emit blurted out, “I’m going to buy you a pack of dogs!” She laughed in glee, her pussy felt sloppier. He was emotionally insane yelling. “I’m going to get you a pony” She giggled, “I’ll fuck him. Try to stop me!” Her voice grew husky saying, “Oh ya…Bring it on” The age of reason evaporated. Jimmy crammed his cock in, and groaned, cumming in Becky’s pussy all over Emit’s dick. It was a hot splash that seemed to last an eternity. Emit uncontrollably returned the favor, pulling his shaft back leaving Jimmy’s deeper; he busted a nut. Emit laughed at his deed, gay or not?
Becky lifted off their cocks and gushed sperm; the waste of seven guys and a dog! He could now die a happy man. Emit closed his eyes, treasuring the day. The last thing he remembered was Becky asking, “Hey isn’t there four or five dogs outside, that still need fucking?”
*****
Emit woke to the unusual sounds of morning. His eyes felt heavy and crusted almost impossible to open. He wondered when the dragon shit in his mouth; tongue swollen and dry. A tray clattered in the distance, “Breakfast ruined?” The bed was hard and uncomfortable, “Jimmy’s?” his next thought was unkind, “Rustic” he chuckled at his cleverness, but his body lit up in fiery pain producing a groan. Soft damp wetness caressed his forehead, with tenderness wiped his eyes; releasing his lids.
Bright white fog assaulted his senses, closing his eyes mumbling, “This has to be the mother fucker of all hangovers!” He heard Becky’s sweet voice coo, “Rise and shine sleepy head!” thinking, “How the fuck could the bitch be so chipper after, the way she was used last night…Fucking whore” He opened his eyes once more, the room was fuzzy. Becky leaned in kissing his cheek with care, dressed in her customary blue scrubs? He blinked trying to focus, concentrating on that soft, steady beep…beep…beep. It’s sound being somewhat comforting as if he should know it’s meaning? His eyes opened confused asked in a garbled voice, “Hospital?” Becky smiled saying, “You gave me quite a scare Mister!” Emit realized, Becky had given him a heart attack! God, he loved this whore!
Emit’s mind started clearing, but his voice still croaked, “Are Lily, Wanda and Jimmy OK? Water please” The ice on his lips felt like paradise, he almost recognized his voice saying, “You know…Jimmy and Jr?” She looked blank Emit thought, “God I love how she plays these games,” He thought, “OK I’ll bite” saying out loud, “Last night in the restaurant…Chad…God, you were fucking unbelievable in the Pink pussy. I almost shit myself the way you messed with that preacher. That sorry bastard, with a cunt for a wife!” Becky’s eyes were large and round saying, “Please Emit the language.”
His eyes had adjusted to the light, seeing someone pass by the open door. He gave her a wink, in a conspirators voice whispered, “Right…your secret’s safe!” She glanced around the room, went to the hallway checked outside saying, “There’s no one out here” Emit would have laughed if it didn’t hurt so much. Went she closed the door, coming back to take his hand. She looked around saying “See no-one’s around.” Her smile said everything Emit thought, “She still wants to fuck! What a way to go!” Blood rushed into his stagnant dick, his cock rose in erection; lifting the bed covers. He watched her stare disbelieving, at his mighty meat wanting to play. Emit was disappointed she was wearing a bra but figured she had an image to retain. Was her pussy wet yet?
He felt ready to step in the saddle again asking, “What was your favorite last night. Performing on stage? Or was it Jimmy’s dogs?” Becky’s eye lit up with concern saying, “Emit you’ve been in a coma. I found you in the stall with the pony three days ago. That mare must have kicked you?” She paused then said, “What are you talking about? What’s Lily have to do with it?”
The only response Emit could come up with was, “Whaaa…?”
The End.
