Posted by Ay-Wun on October 18, 2006 at 17:22:23:
Wednesday
It was a bright and sunny day, Ken was really steamed, as he loaded the stuff into his van,
"That lousey bitch," he thought, "Her and her fancy clothes, and all that other materialistic crap, I go into the hospital for a week, she doesn't even call me, then I read in the paper she's makin' out with some Aussie asshole." He got in and as he drove off thought, "I'll show her!"
Was it just a month ago that he made the discovery that was changing everything about his life? He'd had several days of really bad pain between his legs, and gone to see his doctor. The doctor was familiar with Ken's odd case, having had him as a patient since he was a child. Ken had been born with a flat space between his legs, and no genitals, all his waste, both solid and liquid coming out the sphincter between his buttocks. It was, to say the least, a very strange case. This time, because of the pains, the doctor ordered an MRI, and made a startling discovery. Beneath the smooth skin between his legs, Ken now had a fully developed set of sexual organs, with a penis of considerable size, pointed backwards so that it discharged out his rectum.
The doctor told Ken that it would be a very simple operation to expose them, though, until they were out, he couldn't say how functional they would be. Ken said,
"Do it.", as he had always been ashamed of his condition.
He'd only known one other like him, though she'd told him her sister and a few others were this way too.
"I wonder," he thought, do they all have something under that skin, as I do?" "I guess I'll just have to find out." He also intended to find out how serious she was about her Dolcett fantasies.
When he got to her place, he left all the stuff in the van until he knew whether he'd need it or not. He decided to ring the bell, instead of using the key she'd given him. In about two minutes the door opened just a bit, and she peeked out through the crack.
"Ken honey, where have you been? I've been worried sick about you," she said as she opened the door, but stayed behind it, bacause she was topless, her small beautiful tits out in the open. "Come on in and tell me what's been going on."
Ken stepped inside saying,
"That's what I was going to ask you! I thought you were my girl, but I read in the paper you've been going out with some Aussie guy!"
"Well you weren't around, I called and didn't even get an answering machine, where have you been?"
"I've been in the hospital having an operation, but you wouldn't care about that, would you?"
"But Ken dear, I didn't know, you never told me!" she said, "Besides, I had an operation myself last week, it was something I wanted to surprise you with." Ken, taken aback said,
"You wanted to surprise me, I thought I was going to be the one doing the surprising."
"Oh yeah, look at this!!" she said dropping her shorts and lifting one of her legs.
There, staring him in the face was the most beautiful pussy he had ever seen. Well, actually, it was the only pussy he had ever seen , in the flesh, and up close. Up 'til now the only ones he'd seen were in books and magazines, and, of course in the video tape he'd been watching when those pains had begun.
"Well," he said, as he undid his belt and unzipped his jeans, pushing his jeans and boxers down to reveal his own impressive equipment, "Look what I've got!!"
"Oh my god Ken," she cried, goggling at his fully erect nine inches, "Is that for me?" she cooed, as she gently wrapped her fingers around it.
Not only was it nine inches long, but it must have been at least two and a half inches thick. Now, while this honey had never slept with a man, she had become quite adept at giving head. As a matter of fact, that's what she'd been doing, when she herself had begun having pains in the smooth expanse of skin she used to have between her legs. She knelt down now, and touched the tip of her tongue to the drop of precum leaking from the tip of Ken's tool.
"MMMM," was all she could say, as she wrapped her lovely lips around it. She then proceeded to give him the best blow job he'd ever had, well actually, the only blow job he'd ever had, though some of the nurses at the hospital had dropped hints, but Ken was too new at this to pick up on them.
As she felt him spasm as he was about to cum, she gulped the whole thing down her throat, and the whole load, and it was a huge one, went down her gullet. All she actually tasted were a few remaining drops which she eagerly sucked out. As the thing had never been over used, actually, never used this way, it stayed as hard as a rock, perhaps not knowing it was supposed to get soft now. Ken now gently pushed her down to the floor and got between her long sleek legs.
At this point, she noticed that the front door was still open. Wanting privacy, but not wishing to deter Ken in what he was doing, she kicked it shut with her foot. Ken's enthusiasm now couldn't overcome his lack of experience, and as he thrust eagerly but wrongly, he didn't find the target, so she reached down and guided him home. It wasn't long before they were both joyfully cumming.
As they lay side by side on the floor, basking in the after-glow of first sex, as she toyed with his still hard member, Ken turned to her and asked,
"Are you still into that Dolcett thing you told me about?" She thought for a few moments, then answered,
"I really think I like the idea more than ever, I wonder how it would be to do what we just did while I had the spit through me."
"Wow, that's really a kinky idea, said Ken, "Do you mean you'd have the spit up your ass?"
"That's the only way I'd ever fantasized about it," she said, "After all, I never had an alternative before."
"Well babe, if that's what you want," he said, "Shouldn't we find out what'll fit in there?" Her eyes sparkled as she answered with a question of her own,
"Now why didn't I think of that?" So saying, she rose up to a kneeling position, and still holding that throbbing member, pulled him to her. As he rose behind her he noticed how tiny this now intended target was compared to the other one, and asked,
"Shouldn't I use some kind of lubrication, it's awfully small?"
"Just dip it in the new one, there's lots of lubrication there," she said breathily, "But hurry."
As Ken dipped once more into that seat of pleasure, he wet his fingers in his mouth and thrust first one then another into her nether hole. He was surprised at how easily they went in, so he added a third, quickly followed by a fourth. She was doing her best to keep the area relaxed as possible and now sighed,
"Oh Ken that feels so nice!!"
It would seem she was a natural at back door sex. Pulling his fingers out, he quickly replaced them with his well lubed tool, before it could close. With the head firmly lodged, he proceeded to smoothly add all nine inches to this tight, clinging tunnel.
"Oh! Oh! That is sooooo great!!" she moaned, as he began to slide in and out.
"Well," said Ken, "It looks like you'd have no problem taking the spit I've got out in my van."
"Oh Ken!" she said, "Don't make jokes like that, I'm really serious about wanting it!" Ken paused a second before revealing,
"I brought it along because I was angry at you, and was thinking of doing it whether you liked it or not, but since that's what you want, I'll do it because I love you so much, though I'll really miss you!"
"Oh Ken, that's the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me!" she said, her voice rising as she began to have a massive orgasm, just as he released his own offering.
As they both began to come down from their emotional high he noticed that his dick was finally shrinking as it popped out of her hole. They lay there cuddling one another, as Ken whispered,
"When do you want to do it sweetheart?" She smiled lovingly at him as she answered,
"I've had it planned for a long time, I have invitations all addressed and everything, I just have to fill in the time. Oh Ken," she sighed, "I'm so happy that you're the one who'll be doing it, that's why I was playing up to that Aussie, I never thought you'd be willing! Would next Saturday be OK with you?" she asked, "'Cause I intend to use this as much as I can 'til then." she said, as she caressed the member that was once more showing signs of life.
Saturday
The day was dawning beautifully as she finished giving herself the fourth enema, the third had come out clear and tested clean using the 'Clean'R Not' kit from the drug store, but she wanted to be absolutely certain. Ken was outside in her beach patio getting the barbecue pits ready, he'd decided to get both pits ready, just in case the crowd was too big, and one of her gorgeous friends wanted to join her as a co-entree'. Ken was also planning to check out all those babes to see which one might be the best replacement. He figured with the equipment he'd be flashing he ought to have the pick of the litter, so to speak. The sliding door suddenly flew open and she hopped out completely nude with her arms spread wide singing,
"TAH-DAH."
"Hey!" said Ken, "You ought to stay inside 'til most your guests are here and do that then."
"No!" she said, "I want to see everyone as they get here, some of them don't really know what's going to happen, Oh I'm so excited! Oh Ken, by the way, my folks are in town from Wisconsin, and they'll be here too."
"D-do they know?" Ken stammered, "I mean about--uh, you know?"
"Oh you silly, Mom's known about it since I had my first spit dream when I was six years old, I think she kinda wants it too, and I told Daddy a couple of years ago and he actually seemed a bit eager."
Just then, the door-bell rang.
"Oh shit!!" said Ken, "I didn't put out the 'Come Around The Back' sign!"
He grabbed the sign and ran through the side gate to the front. Jamming the sign into the top of the hedge, he said,
"Hi Midge, Allen, you guys are early." Midge and her husband now saw the sign and said, as they stepped off the porch,
"Hi Ken, I wanted to maybe spend a little time with my best friend before ... uh."
"Sure c'mon." Ken said, leading them back.
"Miiidge." she screamed as they entered the patio, throwing her arms about her long time best friend, as Allen goggled, taking in her beautiful nude body.
The two old friends hugged each other, whispering secret girlfriend things as both guys just stood there looking on. Allen would never tell Midge, but the reason he'd started dating her was because he had the hots for her friend.
Now, it seemed like everybody decided to arrive all at once. Within the next hour all the guests had arrived, except her parents, her next eldest sister Skipper, and brother Todd, the rest of her siblings were too young to attend this sort of party. There were forty-three people there now, and four more to come, Ken was wondering if there'd be enough of her to feed them all. He began sizing up all these delicious girls for a co-spitroast role. His eyes settled on the pair who were animatedly talking to her just then. Christie, with her glorious ebony skin would make a super contrast to her pale blonde beauty, but sexy latina Teresa also would look fantastic on a spit.
While he was thinking these thoughts, a hunky blonde guy he'd never met sidled up to him, and speaking as if he were an old friend said,
"Say mate, ayn't't abaht tahm we was gettin' this sheila prepped?"
"Aah," thought Ken, "This was obviously the Aussie ass Blain."
But actually he was right, they had to get the tenderizing done, and get her on to roast if dinner was going to be ready on time. Since he was the one in charge he decided to take the bulls by their horniness, and get the fuckin' started. So, he broke into the girl's conversation, and said,
"Hey hon', we've gotta get started...uh do you think there'll be enough of you for all these people?"
"That's just what we were talking about Ken, which do you think would be best, Christie or Teresa, they both want to do it, and they both cleaned themselves out before they came over." "
Have either of them had that operation?" he asked.
"Wait a sec now," piped Blain, who had followed Ken over, "Ye don't tell me these dollies 're 'Smoothies'? I thot we on'y had that down under, I wuz 'un 'til just-a-fore I cum up here, so now I got this ready tah go." he finished as he unzipped and whipped out a seven incher.
Quickly turning her head to ignore this breach of etiquette she answered Ken,
"Teri just got out of the hospital yesterday, Christie couldn't get scheduled until Monday."
"Oh, too bad Christie," said Ken, "I guess it's Teresa."
"Aaww, c'mon!!" wailed Christie, "You can just open it up with a knife, what's the difference if you're gonna cook it anyway?"
"Well if you think you can take a little extra pain...! OK, you two how many fingers am I holding open behind my back?" he asked, with three extended.
"One." cried Teresa,
"Four." said Christie.
"Well it's three," said Ken holding out his hand to show them, "So Christie's closest, maybe we could do you in a week or two." he said, consoling Teresa.
"OK girls each take a table, unless you want to be tenderized on the ground as the Dolcett people say." said Ken with a bit of a smirk on his face.
"I want to try two or three at a time." she said as she went to her knees on the lawn. One of the waiting guys obligingly laid on the grass in front of her with his dick pointing in the air. "Aahh!!" she sighed as she straddled him and mounted that tool in one smooth motion. "Well?" she said looking at all the men, "I've got two holes waiting." There was a rush of studs, and she swiftly had those two holes filled.
Christie, with some trepidation, laid back on one of the tables waiting for her 'operation'. Ken took a knife from a rack near the pits and testing, found it sharp. He rubbed his finger accross the smooth skin between Christie's legs, and felt where the slit was under the thin layer of tissue.
"Are you ready?" he asked, "I-I guess so." said Christie in a shakey voice.
Ken pressed the blade between the lips that he felt, and drew it downward to avoid where the clitoris should be.
"Oooh." she moaned, gritting her teeth.
With just a couple of inches of cut, the cunt beneath popped right open, as if anxious to be used. Now Ken could see exactly where everything was, and carefully cut in both directions, freeing up the whole thing. There was surprisingly little blood, and the tissue that was covering seemed to just tighten up and stop the expected flow.
"How are you?" he asked the lovely black girl, who was up on her elbows looking at what she now had.
"I'm fine, there was a stab of pain when you made the first cut, but after that it's been kind of a turn on, feeling better and better with everything you did, OH MAN!! am I ever ready for what comes next!!" she cried.
What came next was Blain saying,
"Step aside mate so I can give this sweetie a go!" As Ken complied, Blain shoved his seven inches in until it was obstructed by a hymen, "It's cherry pickin' time!!" he cried out, and pushed right on through.
Christie gasped as another momentary pain hit, it was followed by a beatific smile on her face, as if she was in heaven.
As ken looked around, he saw that Allen was in the line waiting to use any hole that became available, and thought,
"Man, this is my chance to give Midge a shot, I've been hot for her nearly forever!"
He found her watching what was going on with a flush to her face, like most of the girls who were standing around, and breathing rather heavily. It was like she was in a trance, as Ken took her by the elbow and led the unresisting beauty inside the apartment, and into the bedroom. He began to remove her tank top, but she pushed his hands away and said,
"No! I want to do it myself!" She took everything off and lay back on the bed, her lovely auburn hair spread like a frame, her hazel eyes shining with lust.
"Why are you still dressed?" Midge asked a stunned Ken, "I've wanted you every minute that's passed since she told me what happened to you."
"You know what happened?! She told you? You mean you.....?!" The words wouldn't come to him.
"When I first met Allen, I was the same as the both of you, he was normal, so I gave him head. Then, he talked me into anal, and god!! I couldn't get enough!! We did it over and over, as many times as he could get it up. After about a week, I began to feel sore down there between my legs, then during the following week, it started to get hard and crusty, and toward the end of that week, as Allen was pumping it to me, the whole area just shattered, and fell away. There it was, all ready for use, even the urethra had disconnected from my asshole.
"Wow, you mean that's all it takes, hot and heavy butt banging?" he almost shouted,
"That's what did it for me, now I've got two kids." she calmly replied.
"But why didn't you tell her or any of the other girls?" he asked.
"It seemed so bizarre at the time,I just couldn't! But c'mon, let's get it on before Allen finishes and wonders where I am!"
He quickly shed his clothes and mounted, she stopped him, to admire it then cried,
"Oh! Ken, get that in me now or I'll die!!" They screwed up a storm for the next twenty minutes, until he was about to cum for the second time, he suddenly pulled it out as Midge was on her fourth orgasm. As she came down she asked,
"Why did you stop?!"
"I remembered, I have to save it! I promised I'd do her on the spit!"
"Oh, we can do it another time though, can't we?"
"Any time you say doll, any time!!" he promised.
They dressed and returned to the patio without having been missed, since everyone else was either in or enjoying the show, just as the Roberts's were entering by the gate. Even though they'd all been told what was going to happen today, they looked a bit shocked by what the were seeing. Both girls were unoccupied in the next few moments, and Mrs. Roberts nudged her awe struck husband saying,
"Go ahead, you've wanted to all her life!!"
He suddenly came out of it, quickly pulling off his shorts, he was on and into his daughter in a flash. Sixteen year old Todd grabbed his mother's arm and asked,
"Can I mom, please?!"
"Sure, why not?" his mother said.
Well, why not was that he was not yet equipped for screwing, but what he wanted was to go down on Christie as he had frequently done with his mother. And so it happened that Christie was eaten the first and last time, just before she was cooked and eaten.
As both these acts were coming to a successful climax, everyone knew it was time for the spitting to begin. As he withdrew his flaccid member her father leaned over kissed his daughter on the lips and said,
"Thank you Barbara Millicent!" she smiled and said,
"Thank you daddykins!!"
As Todd stood after Christie had a super cum, she pulled him into her arms kissed him in thanks for a wonderful cunnilingus, and saw Ken approaching with two eight foot spits. She saw him over her father's shoulder, and laid back on the table, lifting her legs and wrapping her arms under her knees to hold them up so she could take the spit in her asshole. Ken handed one of the spits to Blain who'd told him he'd done it a couple of times in Australia.
"You'd better not be shit'n me he told him, if you fuck it up I'll kick your Aussie ass."
"Don't worry cobber it'll go smooth's silk." he said grinning.
Since the spit was greased, and she was well lubed and open, Ken shoved it easily into her butt hole, then kept on the the smooth, steady motion he'd studied on the internet, and practiced over and over. She wriggled a little and it went right through her. She reveled in the pain, then as she felt it coming up her esophagus, she laid her head back as it came out of her mouth.
For a few scarey moments she couldn't breath, then found air coming through the holes in the hollow spit.
Meanwhile Christie was taking her spit in her cunt. She said it was better lubricated, and she wanted her spit fuck in the ass. Blain really did know what he was doing and the spit slid smoothly through Christie's body and out between her lips. She waved to Blain to mount her butt after turning herself over. He didn't want to hurt her so he got between her wide spread legs straddling the spit and eased into her pucker, and sawed away in the tightest hole that ever swallowed his pole. Soon Christie was cumming and he released a huge load inside her. As he withdrew he activated and shoved in the vibrator he'd had in his shirt pocket.
She was so tight to Ken's big unit that he could barely get it in. The spit tightened everything, but once inside she was creaming so much that it was obvious she really loved the spit. She'd told him in bed last night that, in her dreams, it was as though she and the spit were a single entity, she seemed now to be truely living that dream. Ken was surprised at how long he was lasting, even though she was having multiple orgasms he was worried that she'd die before he got her over the coals and miss that experience. She lasted though and as he was pulling out after cumming some of the girls were already slathering her with barbecue sauce. They helped him move the spitted beauty to the pit and get her turning. They moved so fast that he nearly forgot to put the vibrator into her pussy. Once she was over the coals, and joined by Christie, they were truely a sight to see.
The way they wriggled was almost like choeography. A strange double dance over the coals. As long as they were moving, it was assumed they were still alive. Everyone stood rapt, barely moving as the two beauties wriggled and twitched, until first Christie, then she became still.
At that final twitch, it was as though a signal had been given a general orgy began with every kind of sexual combination that could be imagined. From somewhere, even a couple of large dogs appeared and joined in the fun. This went on and on it seemed as though all those there were sexually insatiable, and super potent. It was as though some strange power was in control. The two spits kept turning and turning and everybody kept screwing and doing, and somehow the two roasts were kept basted. Then, after hours, the meat was done, and so was all the sex.
They were taken off the coals, the spits removed, then onto large platters they went, and the cutting was begun. Everyone lined up hoping to get the best pieces. But, in fact, all the pieces were delicious, there was not one word of any part that tasted bad. For Christie was truely scrumptious, and Barbie ambrosia. Even those dogs enjoyed the bones. Every part was totally devoured leaving no physical trace that either girl had ever existed, though both had been proclaimed as living dolls.
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