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Subject: {ASSM} (New) Wheels of Fortune - The Ride of My Life (Mf, Fm, Ff, reluc, toys, bond, best, anal, caution)
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If you like this, PLEASE TELL ME SO. If you think it could be better,
PLEASE TELL ME HOW.  If you think I should burn in hell for writing
it, what the hell are you doing here?
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This is a story about a sexual FANTASY written for consenting adults.
If you're not both of those, don't read it.  Characters in a FANTASY
don't get sick or die unless I want them to. In real life, people who
don't use condoms and other safe-sex techniques do get sick and die.
You don't live in a FANTASY so be safe.  The fictional characters in
my stories are trained and experienced in acts of FANTASY - don't try
to do what they do - someone could get hurt.

If you think you know somebody who resembles any of the characters
here, congratulations, but you're wrong - any similarity between the
characters in this story and any real person is purely coincidental,
since all of these characters are figments of my dirty little
imagination.

This is my story, not yours. Don't sell it or put it on a pay site.
You can keep it and/or give it away with all of this information
intact, but if you make money off of it, you're breaking the law and
pissing me off.
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Wheels of Fortune - The Ride of My Life (Mf, Fm, Ff, reluc, toys,
bond, best, anal, caution)
(C)Copyright 2004 - Shakes Peer2B
shakes_peer2b@NONOsbcglobal.net
(remove 'NONO' from the above address to contact me)

http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Shakes_Peer2B/
http://storiesonline.net/  (go to the Author's page under 'S')
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This is the first in what I envision as being another episodic set of
stories, rather than a series, much like the House in the Woods set. 
Each story will have different characters, different perspectives, but
very little to interconnect them other than the setting and main
character.

This was actually going to be my very first story published, then the
idea for HIW-Bethany came along, and this got dropped and never picked
up again, until now. It's changed considerably from my original idea,
so I hope you like it.
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I'm what's loosely classified as a cycling 'enthusiast' - someone who
rides a bicycle more than 25 times a year.  I don't belong to a club,
and I'm not training for the Tour de France, but I do own a reasonably
nice road bike (bought after riding my mountain bike off-road resulted
in one too many injuries!).

I don't go to great lengths to find different routes to ride. For me,
the riding is kind of a meditation.  It helps clear my mind and keeps
my body in reasonably fit condition.  I abhor riding in groups or even
with another person, simply because it takes too much concentration to
keep from hitting them, keeping them aware of what I'm doing so they
don't hit me, trying to carry on a conversation when I've barely got
breath to keep my legs pumping, etc.

Mostly, I start from my house and take one of five or six different
loops that eventually bring me back home after doing anywhere from 20
to 60 miles.  I enjoy it, and hate when the weather or some personal
obligation keeps me from a scheduled ride.

Occasionally, one of my rides turns into an adventure.  This is the
story of one such ride.

The little computer on my handlebars said I had gone a little over 17
miles, and I was pedaling easily on a relatively flat stretch of road,
when I became aware of a 'thrub, thrub, thrub' sort of noise just
behind my right leg. I started braking easily and looked back toward
the source of the noise. I had just identified the black balloon
protruding from my rear tire as inner tube, when it gave a sort of
disappointing 'PLAK!' sound, and the rear tire went flat!

I really had no trouble getting the bike stopped, even though I
expected a good deal of instability. I guess those really narrow tires
have hidden benefits!

I unclipped my shoes from the pedals and stepped down.

When I got the wheel off and inspected it, to my disgust, the kevlar
tread tire I had counted on to protect my tubes from going flat had
simply opened up along about six inches of sidewall and let the tube
out! I had a spare tube and the tools to change the tube but nothing
that would boot a sidewall tear that long, and no spare tire!

Dreading a 17 mile walk in cycling shoes, I crossed the road and
headed back in the direction I had come.  I hadn't gone far when a
pickup pulled up alongside.

The driver, a pleasant looking young woman in her thirties, leaned
across the passenger seat and asked, "Need a lift?"

"You're a life-saver!" I said, lifting my bike into the bed and
climbing into the cab.

"Nice shorts!" she said throatily, eyeing my lycra clad ass as I
parked it on her seat.

A few years ago, you wouldn't have caught me dead in public in spandex
or any other kind of form-fitting wear.  Thanks to all that riding,
though, I actually don't look half bad in it these days!

"Thanks!" I said, giving her an appreciative grin.

"Where do you need to go?"

I told her where I lived and she said, "Sure, I'll take you over
there. Mind if I stop at the house and take care of something? Might
take half an hour or so."

I shrugged. If I had completed my ride it would have taken longer than
that, and she was doing me a favor.

"Suit yourself!" I said, unstrapping my helmet and running a hand
through my sweaty hair.

She stuck out a hand and said "I'm Nancy! Nancy Simpson!"

"Oh, Ted Marks!" I shook her hand lightly, mindful that my grip often
has other men wincing, but needn't have bothered, she had a good,
strong grip, "Very pleased to meet you! I really wasn't looking
forward to that long walk in these shoes!"

Nancy pulled the truck into a long driveway between immaculate white
fences. The house must have been a quarter mile or more from the main
road, and in the pastures on each side were a number of miniature
horses. If you've never seen them, they're smaller than Shetland or
Welsh ponies - perhaps a little larger than a Great Dane, though
thicker of body.  A couple of them were chasing each other around the
pasture. Most of the rest were grazing contentedly at the lush grass.

"Yours?" I asked, poking a thumb at the scene outside the window.

Nancy nodded, saying, "Yeah. Mine and my partner's. She should be
home. I'll introduce you."

'She?' Hmmmm. Well, it WAS California!

She parked the truck in front of the house and invited me in.

"Karen!" She called as we entered "Karen?"

Someone, presumably Karen, flew through the air and wrapped all four
arms and legs around Nancy, engaging her in a passionate kiss, her
pale, petite blonde frame in stark contrast to Nancy's rangy, dark
haired, olive skinned body.

Nancy returned the kiss for a few seconds then peeled her partner off
of her, saying, "Karen, may I introduce you to Ted Marks. Ted, my
partner, Karen."

Karen gave me a predatory once over and cooed, "Ooooh and all wrapped
up in spandex! How delicious!"

She extended a delicate hand and in a sultry voice said, "I'm VERY
pleased to meet you!"

Karen was wearing a man's shirt that came to just below her ass, and
apparently nothing else. I couldn't help but notice that it rode up to
expose part of her hairless vee, as her hand came up to be shaken.

"Uh, very nice to meet you, as well, Karen." I said nervously, hoping
Nancy wasn't getting too pissed about her partner coming on to me like
that.

Nancy, though, laughed and said, "Come on, Karen, let him catch his
breath before you jump his bones!"

Karen turned back to Nancy and in a hard voice said, "Aren't you
forgetting something, slut!"

Suddenly, the world tilted and my perspective skewed as Nancy, on
hands and knees, meekly crawled across the intervening space and
buried her face between Karen's thighs. She kissed Karen's shaven
mound fervently before looking worshipfully up at her partner and
begging, "May I lick it, Mistress Karen, please?"

"Well," Karen said wickedly, "Since you've brought me such a lovely
present, I suppose one taste won't hurt!"

The petite blonde, obviously in complete control of the larger woman,
spread her legs and shuddered as Nancy's tongue swiped at her bare
pussy.

"That's enough slut!" Karen commanded, "Get in the bedroom and get
naked! I want you on your back and spread by the time I get there!"

Nancy crawled down a hallway, and when Karen turned back to me, she
seemed a different person than the one who had just terrorized poor
Nancy!

Slinking up to me, she gently caressed the outline of my growing
erection through the stretch material of my cycling shorts.

"Ooooh! You're a big one!" she purred, "Tell me Ted, would you like to
fuck my little slut?"

Well, opportunities like that don't come along all that often for a
guy my age, and I wasn't about turn it down, not when opportunity was
not only knocking, but bashing the door down!

I thought my head would fall off from nodding so hard!

"And," she cooed, biting my nipple through the material of my jersey,
"would you like ME to fuck you, too?"

Duh! Would I like to have one of my favorite fantasies come true?!

"I'd like that very much!" I said, though it took a couple of tries to
get my dry mouth to work.

"Well, then," she hooked an arm through mine and led me down the same
hallway Nancy had taken, "Why don't we go see if the slut's ready for
us!"

We entered a large bedroom to find Nancy absolutely naked, the rings
in her nipples and clit glinting in the subdued lighting from the
blinds, lying spread-eagle in the center of a king-sized bed.

She waited silently as Karen stripped me of my cycling togs, oohing
and ahhing over the toned muscles underneath, especially my legs.

"I've promised Ted that he can fuck you slut!" Karen addressed the
supine girl, "And I want you to fuck him back! Make sure he enjoys it,
or I'll whip you within an inch of your life!"

"B-but Mistress!" Nancy cried, almost in tears, "He's a man!"

Karen sharply slapped the sensitive flesh of Nancy's inner thigh,
saying, "He's the man I gave permission to fuck you, slut! And I'm
ordering you to make it good for him! Is that clear!"

"Y-yes Mistress!" Nancy blubbered, "I just thought I was bringing him
home for you!"

"That was sweet of you dear," Karen said, caressing the side of
Nancy's face, "but you know how generous I am, and I want to share him
with you!"

The wicked blonde came back to me, gently stroking my bobbing
erection, "You've got a nice, big one there, boy. I want to hear her
scream, ok? Balls deep on the first stroke, or so help me I'll cut 'em
off for you!"

It wasn't 'til I was aiming my rampant shaft at the pink opening that
I realized Karen had coated it with some kind of lubricant.

Generally, I'm a gentle lover. I know how big I am and I try to take
my time and let my partners get accustomed to my size. About half of
them never take the whole thing!

This situation, though, and Karen's threats, overcame my personal
preferences, and, praying that it wouldn't hurt her too badly, I drove
full depth in one massive thrust! To my relief, Nancy must have been
accustomed to large penetrations, because she accepted me much more
easily than I expected, though nobody takes something that size, that
quickly, without SOME pain!

"Good boy!" Karen said, when Nancy's scream had died to a whimper,
"Now, slut, wrap your arms and legs around him and show him how much
you're enjoying your first heterosexual fuck!"

Reluctantly, Nancy complied, as I flexed my pole inside her, trying to
make room for what was to come!

"Well, what are you waiting for, boy!" Karen cooed, caressing my butt,
then smacking it, HARD, "Fuck the shit out of her!"

I did as ordered. I pulled all the way out to my glans, then slammed
back in! Each thrust brought a cry from Nancy's throat, though after a
while, the nature of those cries changed from pain to lust!

The nature of Karen's caresses on my butt changed, too! I felt a
greasy finger slide deep into my ass and almost came right there! 
Thankfully, or not, even with the split saddle, I still lose a measure
of sensation in my nether regions after sitting on the bike for a
while. It was just enough to keep me from finishing right then! I
hated to think what Karen's reaction might have been had I lost it so
soon!

Not having been given any other instructions, I continued to fuck
Nancy, whose arms and legs tightened around me, urging me deeper. All
too soon, the finger departed, leaving me feeling strangely empty.

I felt the bed sag as Karen climbed up behind me, and something hard
and slippery nestled into the greasy depression of my anal ring.

Karen leaned over my back, digging her rigid nipples into my shoulder
blades and whispered sexily, "Ok, boy, here's your dream come true!
I'm going to fuck you while you fuck Nancy!"

Just about that time I finally figured out that what was poking at my
asshole must have been Karen's strap-on and I started struggling to
get away! No dice! Nancy's arms and legs tightened around me even
more, and she covered my mouth with hers, absorbing my scream in a
passionate kiss as Karen entered me the same way she made me enter
Nancy!

I hadn't been in the saddle THAT long! God Damn! That HURT! My poor,
abused hole couldn't decide whether to clamp down or open up! Every
time it closed against the invader, searing pain shot up my nerves,
screaming 'DON'T DO THAT!' to my brain, but my brain just knew this
thing wasn't good to allow into my body, so it kept sending back
'DANGER WILL ROBINSON! INTRUDER ALERT! DEFENSIVE POSITIONS!'. The
result was that my poor confused ass sort of vibrated around the
plastic, shooting pulses of gradually diminishing pain throughout my
body!

By the time the pain subsided enough for me to become aware of some of
my surroundings again, Karen was snuggled tightly up against my back.

I shook my head, saying "Well, shit! If you'd just TOLD me what you
had in mind, I'd have gone along willingly...!"

Then, shooting a venomous look over my shoulder at Karen's grinning
face, "...IF you had promised to take it easy on the entry!"

"Hey," she laughed, "How was I supposed to know? Anyway, I did tell
you! I even asked your permission and you said 'yes', remember?
Besides, I LIKE the way you scream!"

I started to protest as I thought back over our conversation. She
hadn't - oh shit! I've GOT to start listening more closely! '...would
you like ME to fuck you too?' Crap! I thought she was just being
sloppy with her language like everybody else!

Now in much less pain , my erection began to resurrect itself. I had
to admit that there was something totally sexy about having sweet
young Karen's breasts flattened against my back while her dong stirred
up my guts and my re-awakened prick dug into Nancy's dripping hole!

"Well," I said, grudgingly, "might as well finish what we started!"

No sooner said than done! Karen started long, slow strokes in and out
of my rectum and I realized that her dick had to be much bigger than
mine!

"Jesus H. Christ, Karen!" I said "What the hell are you fucking me
with? A telephone pole?"

They both laughed at that and Karen said, "Not quite! This is to get
you ready for the next round, if you're up for it!"

Try as I might, though, I couldn't get them to tell me  what the next
round entailed, so I just settled down to enjoy my sandwich.

This was a first for me! Though I'd always fantasized about getting
shafted by a beautiful woman with a strap-on, I never really expected
it to happen!

Karen's outstrokes pulled me part way out of Nancy, and when she
shoved back in, it was sort of like a giant telescoping cock going
into Nancy. As soon as Karen's pelvis hit my ass, my cock was shoved
back into Nancy. When, on the outstroke, the bulbous head of that
thing hit my sphincter, it pulled me out again!

Faster and harder Karen stroked my colon with that monster, and I
could feel things rearranging themselves inside me with each plunge! 
Karen shifted forward slightly, changing her entry angle downward, and
started battering my prostate with each stroke!

Meanwhile, Nancy's educated pussy was doing some kind of internal
massage number on my cock!  With the numbness from the saddle fading
fast, I knew it wouldn't be long before that giant pole in my ass and
the unreality of the situation drove me over the edge!

Sure enough, Karen hit my prostate at a particular angle and I saw
stars! My prostate and everything else emptied through my dick deep
into Nancy's milking pussy!

Nancy came too, though I wouldn't call it an earth-shattering climax.
She seemed happy with it though.

As I lay there on top of Nancy, panting, I felt Karen moving around
behind me. When she got off, the dildo stayed behind.

"Put your hand back there, Ted," Karen said, "and hold that in!"

It didn't occur to me to question Karen or her motives, at least not
then, nor when she said, "Hmmm. Better use both hands, just in case."

I didn't think I'd have any trouble holding it with one hand but I was
in a really compliant state of mind, so I added my other hand to the
base of the dildo to join the first. Clarity came only as the cuffs
snapped onto my wrists! Damn! That was twice I had let this little
minx trick me!

"Now, keep that in there, Ted, and come with me." I felt something
loop around my scrotum, and I was pulled backward off the bed by my
balls!

Karen got me stood up, and passing the cord she had fastened to my
ball sack through my legs, set off down the hall, saying, "Come along,
slut! You won't want to miss this!"

I waddled along behind Karen, primarily because I was quite fond of my
balls, and didn't want her taking them anywhere without me. It didn't
occur to me NOT to hold the dildo in my ass!

Karen set off at a brisk pace through the house and out the back door.
I was relieved to see that the house and barn were screened on three
sides by a veritable hedge of trees, as I skipped along behind Karen,
trying to maintain my lifelong attachment to my gonads without
dropping the dildo. I wasn't sure what the brown squishy stuff my bare
feet stepped in on the way to the barn was, and was pretty sure I
didn't want to find out!

Karen spread a horse blanket over a bale of hay, pulled me down by my
ball chord until I knelt next the bale and pushed me face down over
it. Then she told Nancy, "Go get Walter!"

"Now wait a minute!" I protested, "A dildo's one thing, but I'm into
guys!"

I tried to stand, only to find that my balls had been tethered to
something under the hay bale!

"Don't worry big boy," Karen said, playing with the dildo in my ass,
"Walter's not a 'guy'!"

Not a guy? Then what the hell or who the hell WAS Walter?  I only had
a couple of minutes to puzzle over this before Nancy came back,
leading one of the miniature horses. Funny, from this angle, he looked
a LOT bigger!

"Ted," Karen said, taking the horse's lead from Nancy, "Meet Walter!"

"OOOHHHHH no!" I said, guessing from my position and Walter's hanging
maleness what was coming next, I started shaking my head.

Karen knelt beside me and said, "Ssshhhh, baby! Walter's really good
at this! He's gonna make you feel great! Won't he Nancy!"

"Oooooo yes!" Nancy said, hands busy between her legs. Suddenly, I
thought I had a little insight into how she had been able to take me
so easily.

Walter was not big for a horse, but his dong, if stretched out along
his belly, would have come almost to his chest, and it had this sort
of irregular flattened mushroom shape at the end, where a human male
had his glans.

I was still protesting when Karen coaxed the beast to put his front
hooves on the hay bale beside me. As she pulled that enormous dildo
from my ass, I had occasion to be thankful, after all, for its huge
size.

One of them must have slathered some kind of lube on walter's dick,
because that flat mushroom had little trouble squeezing through my
cringing opening. Not so me! My damn ass was on fire again as it
clamped down behind that broad head, onto the narrow part of Walter's
shaft.

At first, I thought Walter had lost interest in the proceedings, since
he just sort of stood there for a few seconds, shifting his hind feet
in the straw. Boy was I wrong! That sucker was just getting his hooves
planted the way he wanted them! With one mighty shove, he crammed that
monster dick as far up my chute as the dildo had gone, and a couple of
inches beyond! I guess Karen did like hearing my screams, because she
knelt in front of me staring at my face with a smile on hers, and
masturbating to beat the band.

Suddenly she stood, as Walter drew back for a new assault on my poor
stretched ass, and commanded, "Get over here, slut, and put that
talented tongue to work! If you do a good job, I'll let Sam fuck you
when Walter finishes with Ted!"

Walter got a little deeper with each thrust, pushing guts and other
things out of the way to make room for his big ol' cock, and the total
wickedness of it, along with the fact that my ass no longer hurt as
much, had me going again. Damn, that thing went a long way up there!

The horse's cock, behind the head, was no bigger around than mine, but
from there back, it tapered to what felt like about the size of a
baseball bat at the sweet spot. It was such an  incredible feeling
when that weird flower on the end rumbled over my prostate and through
my colon as my intestines shifted and straightened to give it room!

Karen must have cum about a dozen times while she watched Walter ream
my ass. She particularly enjoyed when I started rocking back into his
thrusts, tipping my pelvis upward to get the maximum penetration!
Walter's sheath was knocking at my back door by the time he hunched
really hard into me, and that flowery mushroom head of his swelled to
almost twice its former size, plugging me tight as he shot me so full
cum, my belly started to swell!

I didn't cum with him, but it wouldn't have taken much to push me over
the edge as that hot spooge inflated my insides!

Walter rested there above me for a few minutes, breathing like he'd
just finished a race, then he backed off, casually pulling that
enormous rod from my bottom and wandering off somewhere to graze at
the hay.

As for me, I was frantically spreading my legs as far apart as they
would go to try to avoid the splatter from my first horse-cum enema!

As I knelt there, the last remnants of Walter's love, running from my
ass, along with whatever had been there before he got there, Karen
released my balls from the chord, and walked me to a concrete pad
about ten feet square. Leaving me there, she uncoiled a hose and
blasted everything off of me.

My balls shrank into my body as the ice cold water sluiced over me,
and I gasped, barely able to breathe, but I turned this way and that
to help with my cleansing, even getting the brown squishy stuff out
from between my toes!

Karen must have enjoyed Nancy's ministrations, because, by the time my
'shower' was done, Nancy was laying across another bale of hay,
coaxing another of the miniature horses to mount her!

Karen sat on another bale, and motioned me to turn around in front of
her. She released the handcuffs, then draped herself face down over
the bale.

"Ok, big boy," she said, seductively, "this is your chance for
revenge! Use me like the little slut I am! Fuck me with that big dick
like that horse is fucking Nancy!"

I was already thinking along those lines when she took the cuffs off,
and didn't need her encouragement. In one vicious stroke, I slammed
into her wet, shaven pussy, suddenly discovering that I liked hearing
HER scream!

When my pounding of her pussy no longer elicited screams, but excited
moans, I pulled out and went in the back way!

Karen's shrieks almost deafened me, but she made no move to defend
herself against my onslaught.

"Oh YESSSS!" she hissed, "Fuck my poor defenseless butt!"

"Look how frail and vulnerable I am!" she cried, "Pound me! Pulverize
me! oh God, what a cock! Sodomize my pale, bleeding little ass!"

Her ass wasn't bleeding, but the image that conjured up in my mind,
made my cock, incredibly, even harder! I grabbed her silky blonde
tresses in my fist and used them to yank her head back as I
slam-fucked her little white butt!

"You little bitch!" I growled in her ear, "If you wanted a good
fucking, all you had to do was ask! Now all your going to get is..."

With a superhuman effort of will, I jerked my raging cock from Karen's
ass to the sound of her vehement protests, at the same time I slapped
the cuffs on her wrists.  Taking the cord she'd used on my balls, I
put the loop around the chain between the cuffs and slung the other
end over a beam. I pulled until Karen's shoulders were in danger of
departing their sockets, then tied the cord off to a nail, ensuring
that Karen would stay face down over that bale until someone released
the cord.

"NO!" Karen screeched, "Get back here and finish fucking me! You wimp!
You pussy! Can't even fuck like a man! Come on you son-of-a-bitch!
Finish what you started! BASTARD! ASSHOLE!"

I waited until the horse finished fucking Nancy. Karen's tirade
continued, getting weaker and weaker. Nancy was coming continuously as
Sam fed her that big ol' sausage, and I couldn't tell for sure, but I
got the impression that Karen's predicament had something to do with
her excitement.

When Sam dismounted, I rinsed Nancy off and frog-marched her into the
house as Karen, now whining and pleading, cried at our backs. I
watched while Nancy got dressed, then stayed between her and the
bedroom door while I got my clothes back on. I went through her
pockets and got the keys to the pickup while she stood docilely
letting me manhandle her.

I drove, and when we got to my house, I unloaded the bike before
giving her the keys.

"Guess you'd better go let Karen loose." I said.

To my surprise, she gave me a grin, and said, "In a little while.
She's been making me fuck those horses for her entertainment ever
since we got together - not that I minded! I love fucking the horses,
but I think it's about time SHE gave it a try!"

She waved as she drove away, and I went inside to put the bike away
and jerk off, kicking myself for departing the farm so hastily!

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