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Subject: {ASSM} Budget Meeting - Chapter 5 - Jack in the Box (M/FFFFFFFFF, deviant, forced) - 1 attachment
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Chapter 5 -  Jack in the Box

Jack became aware of the aroma first.  He wasn't sure, but it smelled like
pussy!  Or perhaps pussies.  He was very confused about why he would be
smelling this particular melodious aroma as well as a pretty long list of
other unkowns.  Like, how did he get here?  Where was here?  Why was it
completely dark?  Why was he hearing all of that heavy breathing?

He decided that since he couldn't see anything, he should at least feel
around to see how big the area was around him.  He raised his hand slowly
towards his face.  About 18 inches from the floor, his hand touched
something warm and wet.  A shiver ran through it as he fondled and stroked
it, trying to figure out exactly what it was.  Then he realized that it
was a pussy.  It was a live, breathing woman's genitalia poking through a
slot.  He could feel from her mons pubis to just past her asshole. 

Then he started to move his left hand to assist in feeling this obviously
turned-on woman's lips when it too touched exactly the same thing on the
left side of his body.  This woman also moaned and wiggled when his thumb
slipped palm-deep into her dripping snatch.

Starting to get an idea of what happened, he realized that he was in a box,
sorta.  The box had at least two slots in it and these were currently
filled with two very turned on women.  As this realization hit him, he
suddenly felt a drop of stickiness drip onto his nose.  Since he could not
reach his face with his hands, he waited for that drop to slowly roll down
his face until he could scoop it up with his tongue.  "OMG!" he groaned to
himself as he recognize that taste.  Then he growled a little bit as he
raised his face a few inches and almost instantly buried his face into the
waiting cunt.  He heard the woman yelp with surprise, then felt her grind
her pussy onto his face as his tongue started dancing between her dripping
lips.

Then he started thinking about where else these slots must be.  He slowly
raised his left foot and felt his bare toe slip and slide on a quivering
quim.  Same with his right foot.  To the right of his head and to the left
of his were two more moist muffs.  Then, the ultimate, he slowly raised his
hips until his aching cock felt the heat of the last woman's pussy.

Jack was in heaven.  He was almost completely surrounded by gaping, goopy,
groping gash!  He reached up to his 13 inch cock and tried to stand it
straight up. He realized that the lid of this box was so close to the top
of his body that just standing his dick up smacked it into the waiting cunt.
He felt the woman as she lifted herself just enough to catch the head of
his wide penis between her lips.  Instantly, his pole was dripping from the
sloppy pussy and she easily sank down 6 inches onto him.  He left it there
while he concentrated on getting his big toes into the pussies at his feet.

He found that with just a few seconds of probing that he could trap his
heels against the end of his box which gave him the needed leverage to lift
his hips.  Before he did though, he worked two fingers into each of the
gapes on his sides, their snatches pointing just right to allow his thumbs
to tweak the hard little nubbins.  Then he slowly dipped his tongue into
each of the slathering slits around his head.

As their moans and sighs started getting louder, Jack started slowly adding
long deep strokes with his man-sword.  The woman in that position was
trying very hard to coax him into going faster.  But Jack was merciless in
his slow plunges, mostly due to the overload in cunt.  He pumped the fingers
of his hands slowly in a circle, alternating between a come-here gesture
and a slow in-n-out.  All the while, his thumbs were stroking, flicking, and
mashing the engorged clits.  Finally, he pushed his ring and pink fingers
into the tight anus rings.

The most concentration was needed for the two cunts corked on his toes.  He
didn't want to hurt such a sensitive area and finally realized that the
only way he was going to pull this off was to carefully work all of his
toes in.  After a couple of minutes of slow foot play, he felt the pinky
toe of each foot slide in to those hellishly hot hooches.  He set his heals
again as each moaning female started riding his feet on their own.

His concentration was almost on overload now as he worked out the last
needed rhythm of the cunts near his lips, tongue, and teeth.  He spent
twenty seconds or so tonguing the lips to his right, then he would slowly
lick from her asshole, up her perineum, down into the weeping hole, back
out, slowly up and then let his entire tongue drag across the woman's
jumping clitoris.  This motion ended with his lips encircling the love bump
where he sucked it between his teeth.  His chin, now jutting out as far as
he could get it would be pressed firmly against her vagina, perineum and
ass.  Then slowly, he let her clit slide lightly across his teeth as he
pulled his mouth from her and move to the next dripping pussy.

He could hear the women going crazy.  They were moaning, groaning, even 
crying in frustration as his pleasure was given to them ever so slowly then
removed.  Finally one of the women at his face started screaming as her
gripping pussy started spasming around his tongue.  That seemed to set off
the rest of them as their pleasure took each of them over the edge and they
repeatedly came on his various body parts.  Each of his arms had a river of
female cum sliding down to the bottom of his tight little box.  His feet
were drenched.  His crotch was flooded.  He was now closer to breathing
vaginal sweat more than oxygen.  This all started bringing him closer and
closer to the brink of no return.  He could feel his balls start to pull
up.  His prostate swelled.  Finally, his cock started that last final
gorging before he would blast off to the moon.

Suddenly, he heard a woman's excited shout and every single pussy in every
single slot was yanked away from his touch.  There was a scrambling noise
outside of his box. He groaned with frustration.  His groan changed when he
suddenly felt eight tongues start bathing the tip of his cock.  Then he
heard a whisper, followed by a screach of metal, and then suddenly his hips
were forced up by some kind of metal plate until his hip bones were smashed
into the ceiling of the box.  His cock and balls were now completely
exposed through the hole in the top.

Two pairs of lips and tongues moved to his scrotum.  Laving, sucking, and
nipping at his balls.  Six pairs of lips and tongues continued to caress
his cock.  Slowly, they worked up and down his shaft.  One pair of lips
stayed right on the head of his penis, slowyly swirling her tongue around
the whole thing and rhythmically sucking the head past her teeth.

Jolts of pleasure surged through his entire body, like lightning stemming
from his cock and them simultaneously jumping out his feet and head.  He
realized that he was so close to cumming that even if they suddenly stopped
the slightest breeze would have him shooting a gallon.  But they didn't
stop.

He yelled at the top of his lungs!  It was a spew of uncomprehensable brain
droppings as he felt his volcano start spewing its lava up his shaft.  He
heard the women shouting with him as if they had lived their entire life
just for these highly volatile missiles of his seed.  Everything went out
of his mind then, he had no thoughts but the overwhelming pleasure of the
cum coarsing up his rockhard cock.  He could no longer hear, no longer see
no longer recognise English as a spoken language so focused were his
thoughts.

Nibble by nibble, his other senses started to slowly return.  His other
body functions came back into existence for him.  He started breathing
again.  His heart started beating again.  His thoughts started swirling
once again in his brain.  The women continued to stroke his horse-sized
cock, cooing and blowing cool breathe across his shaft and balls.

Then all of the questions slammed back into his brain.  Why was he here?
HOW was he here?  Where was here?  Who were these women?  What would happen
now?  Did this happen just so that they could use him or hold power over
him?  Wait, what time was it?  What DAY was it?  Could he have been
double-crossed?

These questions boiled over him and then he felt a small pin prick
his flaccid cock.  It made him jump!  And then he was fading... into black.
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