Monday, July 2, 2012

Size Doesn't Matter (wink, wink) - Part Two

...continued from Part One!
Tom lifted his girly-looking hands, and made weak little fists.  It was such a funny sight that I laughed loudly.  He looked so small next to Mark, his arms and legs shaking, but still with a ‘full’ erection.
Mark lunged forward, his fist landing hard into Tom’s soft underbelly with a powerful upper cut. The power of the punch lifted Tom fully off the floor, and as he dropped back down, Mark’s other fist landed a second, even harder blow. Punch after punch landed deep in Tom’s gut, coming so fast that there was not even time to double over. After a dozen blows, Mark stepped back, and Tom dropped to his knees, gagging and gasping as he bent over to put his head on the floor.
Mark rested for a few moments, and I could see the fiery anger swelling in him again. My pussy dripped as I watched Mark lift Tom by the hair, and stand him against a large wooden pillar.
“Just a minute. I'm tired of looking at that teeny dick!” Mark said. “Get a pair of panties and put them on him!”
I jumped to my dresser, and picked out a pair of pink lacey panties.  I pulled them over Tom’s legs, and worked them up to cover him.
Mark and I laughed at the way they almost fit him!! “Get a bra!” Mark yelled in glee, now completely enjoying himself.
I retrieved a matching pink lace bra, and pulled it onto Tom. We laughed even harder as I stuffed the cups with toilet paper.
Mark got serious again, and the glare returned to his eyes. Mark used his massive left hand to pin Tom’s throat to the post, and coiled his right hand. BAM! his fist landed again in Tom’s stomach, sending a gasp or air and spit out of Tom’s open mouth. Punch after punch landed into Tom’s defenseless stomach until he could no longer breath. Mark let him go, and Tom dropped to his knees.
Mark walked behind the post, and pulled Tom’s arms straight back, and pulled them together. “Come here,” he commanded me. “Hold these tight.”
I held Tom’s arms back, as Mark took a position to the side of Tom. “I need to practice my side kicks,” he said.
Even though he could barely breath, Tom begged and sobbed. “No more... no more...”
“Can you do it naked?” I asked. “I so need to see a real dick!”
Mark undid his pants, and took them and his boxers off. His penis was not even starting to harden yet, but already it hung low, long, and heavy from between his legs. My pussy ached as I watched it swing side to side, the weight of the thick purplish head acting like a pendulum.
“Show your dick to Tom!” I said excitedly. “I bet he has never seen a penis that big before!”
Mark strutted in front of Tom like a proud peacock. He lifted Tom’s face so that he had to see the size of his massive dick. Mark’s face lit up, and he quickly scurried over to Tom’s pants in the other room, and retrieved Tom’s cell phone.  He stood back in front of Tom, and fiddled with the phone for a minute. “Since you are all dressed up in Andrea’s panties and bra, I want you to give my penis head a good-night kiss, just like she does” he commanded. “A good loud smack with your lips!”
Tom leaned forward, and put his lips on Marks rim, and gave it a big loud ‘smack.’ Just as the sound of the kiss rang out, the flash from the cell phone’s camera went off!
Mark smiled broadly as he looked at the picture, and I laughed hysterically as Mark showed it to me.
“It looks like he’s getting ready to suck it just like I do!!” I said with tears of laughter running down my cheeks.
“Now for the kicks,” Mark said seriously as he moved alongside Tom.
Mark’s whole body coiled, and then sprang forward as his right leg whipped around and Mark’s foot landed into Tom’s gut. Six kicks, in lightning fast repetition hit in the same place. Tom gagged and chocked, but could do nothing to defend himself. Mark moved to the other side, and did six rapid fire kicks into Tom’s stomach with his left leg.
My pussy was on fire, and I burned with lust as I watched Mark devastate Tom. I could not wait any longer. I dropped Tom’s arms and let him fall to the floor. I fell to my knees in front of Mark. I could see Tom’s teary eyes as my lips began tugging on Mark’s balls, and my hand tried to surround his rapidly-expanding shaft. His shaft grew until my hand could not fit around it, and even holding it with two hands, several inches were exposed. I sucked and licked and stroked him as hard and fast as I could, and could taste his sweet precum as I worked on him. Mark groaned loudly, and his hands grabbed my hair as he thrust himself deep into my mouth. His hot fluid exploded in my mouth, filling it until the white streams shot out the sides of my lips. I swallowed as fast as I could, but the torrent kept coming, and my chest and thighs were quickly coated in his thick jizz. Tom’s sobbing continued as I licked the final droplet of cum off Mark’s tip.
“Get over her, wimp,” Mark barked to Tom. “Lick up this mess.”
Mark pushed Tom’s face to my chest, and Tom began licking Mark’s liquids off me.
“Now off the floor,” Mark commanded. Tom got on his hands and knees, and slurped up the puddles of fluids, as Mark took pictures.
Mark moved me to the bed, and we both sat on the edge.
“Stand in front of us and jack off,” Mark instructed.
“Haven’t you done enough?” he begged in between his chocking. “Just let me go home!” he sobbed.
“Jack,” Mark said firmly. “Or punch more.”
Tom took his penis in his hand, and began stoking. He struggled to get and maintain a hard-on, but eventually managed to spurt out a pathetic few cum drops. Of course, Mark got several very funny pictures.
Mark shared each picture he took with both Tom and me, just before he sent them all to every name in Tom’s contact list.
“Tom,” Mark said as if talking to a little boy. “Now you need to stand right here at the end of the bed and watch me fuck Andrea with a real dick. If you move, I will continue your beating.”
Tom complied, and Mark continued, “I want you to really notice her face and the sounds she makes as I pound into her. Your little dick will never be able to get that reaction from a woman. Never.”
I shook my head side to side in agreement as I laid back and prepared myself. Tom was sobbing like a little girl as Mark’s cock strained to spread my lips.
Oh, this was going to be a good fucking!
The End
-tustin

2 comments:

  1. I got a hardon from it...

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    1. nope, did nothing for me. i'd prefer a woman torturing a guy or her enjoying watching him being tortured...or killed....not fucked by another man! not my thing sorry

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