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Bill Smith
***
Fuck Club
By Bill Smith
Chapter 2
The Smith house was huge. It was situated more than a mile from the
county road in a large, circular clearing completely surrounded by
thick forests. A stream flowed through the property year round and
there were several wind turbines for power generation. Money had been
no object and Bill had worked closely with Sam Allen, Reverend Jim's
brother and a general contractor, to design and build the perfect home
for a large family that was definitely going to grow. There were two
stories above ground with eleven bedrooms and six bathrooms on the
second floor. The first floor contained the family room, kitchen and
dining areas, laundry room, office space for both Bill and Jan, two
study rooms for the kids, a video editing studio, two bathrooms and
the garage.
The video editing studio was one of Bill and Dan's favorite places.
Every room in the house was wired with at least three hidden color
cameras with pan, tilt and zoom capability as well as microphones.
Bill had several cameras outside as well. These made it easy to see
who was coming up the drive or catch the action when family members
decided to fuck out of doors. There were dozens of hidden cameras and
mics in the basement since that was where lots of the really
interesting action happened. Bill could turn the cameras off or on and
could also activate a motion sensor. This nifty feature allowed him to
catch little trysts that he might normally miss. Bill recorded tons of
video onto a bank of huge hard drives connected to the computer
controlled editing station. He and Dan edited out the garbage and had
built quite a collection of sex videos. Their porn ran the gamut from
one-on-one sweet lovemaking to golden showers to orgies to bestiality
to bondage and light torture and anything else that went on around the
house.
They had three main categories: family fun, where the videos involved
only family members; Fuck Club, which involved anyone participating in
that underground organization; and everything else which included some
of Reverend Jim's special weddings and other private occasions. They
even occasionally produced sex videos for sale through a company in
San Francisco run by one of the Reverend's brothers, Tom. Family
members were never in the videos made for sale and Reverend Jim used a
church owned warehouse for the filming. The family knew of these
videos of course, but outside of the seven of them, only Reverend Jim
was aware of their existence.
The basement was the crown jewel of the house. Of course sex occurred
in every room of the house and, very often, outside, but the basement
was the sexual focal point when they entertained their friends. They
called it the Dungeon. It was huge. It had to be since there were
frequently forty or fifty people present at Fuck Club. The first thing
visible as you descended into the Dungeon was the twenty by twenty
foot padded platform where most of the general sex took place. Set
into the far wall were four very large cages that would each easily
hold a Great Dane. On the right side of the right wall of the Dungeon
was a dressing room. Not only did their guests disrobe and store their
belongings there, but Bill had stocked it with all types of sexually
revealing clothing, leather wear, cock rings and ball cages, dildos,
vibrators and just about every possible sex toy he could find.
On the left side of the right wall Bill had installed a large shower
room with seven showerheads, four sinks and two toilets. Each
showerhead had attachments for douching and enemas as well as soap and
shampoo dispensers. The entire room was tiled for easy cleanup. On the
left side of the opposite, or left, basement wall Bill had installed a
complete gym with weights and exercise equipment. Family members were
strongly encouraged to spend an hour or two a day staying strong and
fit. Bill and Greg spent lots of time with the weights, as did Dan to
a lesser extent. The girls mostly used the recumbent bikes and
treadmills. The right side of the left wall contained the bondage room
where various fixed and mobile restraint devices and suspension slings
and equipment were used. After all, what dungeon would be complete
without a hanging basket?
***
The Smiths used the Dungeon shower fairly often. They enjoyed soaping
each other, playing around and looking at each other's nude bodies.
This Saturday morning they bounded down the stairs and started their
cleanup. Each of the girls used the douching attachments and all of
them took a quick enema. The toilets were used to expel the enemas so
that the floor drains didn't get clogged up with feces.
Little Amy knelt on the tile just out of the shower spray. "Anybody
need to pee?" she asked. Her sister was the first respond. She
straddled Amy's face and began to empty her bladder into the child's
open mouth. Amy loved the taste of hot, golden piss. When Sandy was
finished, Amy swallowed, Sandy thanked the little toilet then Dan
stepped up. He held his flaccid cock and sprayed her tits first, then
her pubic area and finally her face. He thanked the little slut and
kissed her mouth. Jan followed Dan and pissed into Amy's mouth. Jan
held her pussy lips apart and Amy put her mouth directly on her
mother's pee hole.
Jan thanked her baby then Liz copied Jan's method of relieving
herself. Liz thanked Amy and tongue kissed her as Dan had done. Amy
smiled with anticipation and appreciation as Greg hefted his cock and
sprayed her face and open mouth with his hot piss. That left only
Bill. When his older son finished using the cute toilet and thanking
her, he stepped up and put the head of his cock in Amy's mouth. After
a second, his flow began and Amy swallowed continuously, emptying her
mouth as Bill filled it. She didn't lose a drop and when Bill was done
he bent down, kissed her deeply on the mouth and said, "I love you,
sweetie. You're the cutest toilet I've ever used."
"I love you too, Billy. I'm so happy here," Amy stood up and hugged
her hung stepdad. "Would you wash me?"
"Of course honey, I'll take good care of you," Bill answered and led
her over to a showerhead, rinsed off her head and began to shampoo
her. He looked over at Sandy and the two boys.
Dan had his arms around Sandy and she was holding his ass cheeks apart
while Greg soaped his brother's lean, hard ass as well as his cock and
balls. Greg briefly toyed with the idea of fisting his brother but
passed. 'For now,' he thought. When Greg was done, Dan returned the
favor and washed Greg's nether regions while Sandy washed his muscular
back. Greg's form started with very wide shoulders, tapering to a very
lean waist, then back out to a muscular, round ass. The boys then
stood facing each other and soaped each other's pecs and rock hard
abs. They kissed each other in a silent profession of the love that
they would always have for each other. Once done with each other, four
teenaged male hands worked Sandy from head to foot. Dan stood behind
her, reached around and made sure that her lean belly and big tits
were very clean before he washed between her legs. Greg stood in front
and similarly cleaned her back, rounded ass and backhole.
Liz and Jan cleaned each other thoroughly. Each concentrated on the
other's breasts at first then worked down. One would squat while the
other worked on the lean belly and pussy, then the ass and anal
valley. Once Bill finished cleaning the somewhat boyish body of his
younger stepdaughter, Amy used her little hands to clean her stepdad
from top to bottom. He had to kneel down so that she could wash his
wide shoulders and massive pecs but once that was done there he stood
back up. She washed his lower back and six-pack then started from his
feet and worked up each muscular calf and thigh until all that was
left was his ass and his junk. She made sure that this ass crack was
thoroughly spic and span before devoting her attention to his low
hanging balls and massive prick. Having a thirteen-year-old wash your
cock and balls would make anyone hard and Bill was no exception. By
the time Amy was done with Bill's equipment, his fourteen-inch cock
was rock hard.
"If we didn't have so much to do today I'd ball your little slut cunt
right now," Bill threatened. Amy's tried to act innocent but her lust
filled eyes betrayed her. "Greg just fucked your tight little pussy
and you want more. Jan, you're raising a nymphomaniac."
"Three of them," Jan replied. They all laughed.
Amy pouted her lower lip and used her little girl voice. "You know how
bad I need cock Billy, besides Greg does a fantastic job with the
first ten inches of my itchy little girl cunt. I need you for the next
four inches."
"Sometime today, for sure," Bill promised.
The family finished rinsing and drying off then went upstairs to get
dressed. It was still nice enough to wear shorts so the men put on
their spandex trunks and went without shirts. The men didn't usually
go nude when they were working but they sometimes did when there
weren't chores to do. The girls, when they wore clothes at all,
usually wore short skirts or shorts and either bikini or crop tops
unless they went topless. Underwear was never worn at home.
After breakfast, the men and Amy went outside and to clean up the
horse barn while the other three girls tended to the dishes and
laundry. Jan had insisted on three washers and driers and everybody
quickly realized what a great idea that was. Laundry time was cut to a
third of what it would normally have been. Once the work was done, the
kids started their homework. Bill took a quick shower and dressed in
his town clothes, which generally consisted of very tight jeans and a
tank top that was two sizes too small. This style allowed him to show
off his fantastic physique and hefty package. He had to visit the
Reverend.
"Jan, I'm going to drive into town and talk to Jim," Bill said. "Dan?"
"Yes, Dad," Bill's younger son replied.
"Would you do some editing when you're done with your homework?" Bill
asked.
"Sure thing. Anything special I should work on?" Dan inquired.
"I'd like to finish the file named 'BlackRuled Wedding' for Reverend
Jim. That one is a little weird, so don't get freaked out," Bill
replied.
Dan hadn't seen that one but his curiosity was piqued. He said that
he'd find it and get on it after his homework.
"No schoolwork, squirt?" Bill asked his lovely daughter.
"No Daddy, I got it all done in class," Liz responded.
"Do you want to go with?" Bill offered.
She almost squealed with delight. "Sure, Daddy!"
"Put some shoes on, honey," Bill cautioned. She was wearing tight
shorts and a crop top. 'Plenty for a visit to the Reverend,' he
decided.
"Do we need anything from town?" Bill inquired. Only his beautiful
wife responded, "Milk, baby."
"We'll get some," Bill promised. His mind strayed momentarily to the
time when he would get some fresh milk from the eight sweet titties in
his family. 'Gotta knock 'em up first,' he thought.
Liz bounded down the stairs and indicated her readiness so they were
off. The few miles between the ranch and town flew by as Bill and Liz
made small talk. Lots of that small talk centered on sex, the
Reverend's family and Sam's family.
***
Reverend Jim Allen was the biggest, blackest man Bill ever met. He was
6'5" and massively muscular, dwarfing almost everybody else. Bill's
mouth watered as he remembered another way that Jim dwarfed almost
everybody else. His coal black cock was 15 inches long and 8 and a
half inches around. His white wife Connie was an absolute beauty with
large breasts and a fabulous figure. She had worked hard after each of
her six children were born to maintain her shape. They were golden
brown with slightly Negro features and blonde Afro hair. The oldest
was their gorgeous daughter Andrea. She was 19 and helped her mother
run the Reverend's office.
Then came five handsome boys starting with 18-year-old Bryce, followed
by 17-year-old Charlie, 16-year-old Donny, 15-year-old Eddie and
finally 13-year-old Frankie. All six kids looked so much like their
attractive father that it was scary but the boys were nowhere near as
big in the pants as their father. Their cocks ranged in size from 9 to
12 inches and between 5 and 7 inches around. Jim was completely
bisexual, just like all the Smiths, and so were Connie and Andrea.
The boys would do anything with a girl and didn't mind fucking the
guys or being sucked off by them but would not suck cock or take it up
the ass. Bill thought of them as bisexual tops. When he got into the
gay lifestyle he quickly learned that tops were men who would fuck
other men but not be fucked by them. Bottoms were men who would not
fuck other men but loved to be fucked by them.
Sam Allen was the Reverend's younger brother and the contractor who
had built Bill's house to the Smith's specifications. He was also coal
black, not quite as massive as his big brother in stature, but almost
as impressively hung with a cock that was 14 inches long and 7 and a
half inches around. Sam was married to the stunningly beautiful
Tamara. She too was black as night and had produced three young
jet-black studs for her husband. They were all about the same size as
their father in stature. John was 23, 14 inches long and 6 inches
around. Jared was 21, 12 inches long and 7 inches around. Their
youngest, Josh, was 19 but didn't bring up the rear in the cock
department. He was 15 inches long and 8 and a half inches around, just
like his Uncle Jim. Tamara was completely bisexual but all four men in
her house were bisexual tops, just like Jim's boys.
Naturally both of the Allen families were popular and frequent
visitors to the Smith ranch as well as being members of Fuck Club. The
Smith ladies were quite taken with their black or golden brown skin.
Liz and Jan especially seemed to be stricken with jungle fever as
enormous black cocks penetrated their greedy pussies. Bill couldn't
count the number of times Josh or Reverend Jim had slid their award
winning cocks into one of the Smith's holes in front of a rapt
audience. Not just the Smith ladies either. Bill and his boys loved
having a big dick in their mouth or ass or both. The Allen men had
sent Bill to orgasmic heaven on numerous occasions. His loins began to
stir when he remembered Josh's young black cock in his ass and Jim's
identically sized trouser snake shoved down his throat.
***
As Bill turned into the church parking lot he saw two vehicles parked
in front. One was Reverend Jim's Suburban and the other was Alice
O'Leary's Jaguar.
***
John O'Leary owned the general store and hardware store and made a
pretty good living for himself and his wife, Alice. She was in her
late forties and a few years younger than John. They had no children.
That would take too much time away from her two favorite activities:
spending John's money and fucking everyone but John. Bill had seen
John a few times around town and his impression was that John was a
super wimp. The Reverend had recruited Alice for Fuck Club long ago
and 'counseled' her quite often. She had given him the full story on
her husband and their relationship and Jim naturally shared the
lowdown with Bill.
It seems that Mr. O'Leary was the only child of his parents and stood
to inherit the stores, lots of money and lots of land around town.
When the milquetoast John returned from college and began to run his
parent's businesses years ago, Alice paid lots of attention to him and
the shy, skinny boy fell totally in love with her. Once she married
him things changed completely. He continued to lavish her with
anything she asked for even as she started sleeping with other men.
She kept it a secret for a while but finally revealed her lifestyle to
him saying that his four-inch cock did not and would never satisfy her
or any other woman for that matter. She still allowed John to service
her orally, but only after others had pleasured her vaginally or
anally. She never had sex with him or in front of him so his only
gratification was sucking other men's jism out of his wife and his own
hand.
Here's what Alice didn't know. About 6 months ago, John approached the
Reverend and told him he had overheard a conversation between Alice
and Jim concerning Fuck Club. John badly wanted Jim to secretly
videotape his wife in action and was willing to pay big bucks for the
tapes. Since most Fuck Club meetings occurred in the Smith basement
and since Bill recorded all of the erotic action anyway, there was no
problem. Bill gave Jim all of the videos that contained Alice and
people from around town except the Smiths. Bill would never let his
own family be turned into internet porn. Jim supplied John with
videotapes of Alice getting the royal treatment from several guys,
including Jim.
After John viewed the first of the tapes, he called Jim to express his
eternal gratitude. He also looked at the Reverend with newfound
respect, having seen the size of the cock that Jim had been pleasuring
Alice with. Recently John had contacted Jim and asked to be made a
member of Fuck Club. Not to fuck any of the women, he knew that he
couldn't measure up. John desperately wanted to serve as a cleanup
wimp for Fuck Club when his beloved wife Alice was in attendance.
Reverend Jim promised to consider it and propose it to the membership.
Jim and Bill agreed that it was a great idea. This was one of the
subjects that Bill needed to discuss with his old friend today.
***
Bill and Liz approached the church office and Bill held the door for
his baby girl. Connie and Andrea looked up simultaneously and smiled
as two of their best friends entered. Connie stood, walked over to the
Smiths and said, "Good morning, Liz."
"Hi, Auntie Connie. Hi Andrea," Liz said, grinning ear to ear.
"G'mornin' Liz. Hey Uncle Bill," Andrea responded, admiring the tall
stud and the huge basket at his crotch.
Connie kissed Liz full on the lips and turned to her hunky Dad. "How's
my favorite white man?" Connie asked and wrapped herself around Bill.
She kissed him deeply and ran her hands up his muscular back, finally
caressing the back of his neck. Bill returned her kiss just as
fervently while sliding his hands up the back of her thighs to caress
her naked, firm ass under her short skirt. Andrea smiled and returned
her attention to her paperwork.
"No panties today, Connie," Bill inquired.
"It's not too busy on Saturday and I CAN hide it from people who
aren't in the club. I just feel better this way and you never know
when some big-dicked stud might drop by," Connie explained, grinning
slyly.
"Alice getting 'counseled'," Bill inquired, already guessing the
answer.
"Yup. Her session is scheduled to go another 15 minutes or so. Bryce
is fixing a light in the church and Andrea and I are holding down the
fort out here," the cheerful slut mom replied.
Hearing that her pal was around, Liz asked, "Ooooh, can I go say hi to
Bryce?"
"Sure, sweetie," Connie replied, "I'm sure he's ready for a little
break."
Connie and Bill broke their embrace and watched the retreating ass of
the teenager as she hurried into the passageway between the office and
the church.
"She gets better looking every day, Bill. And what I wouldn't give for
an ass that tight," Connie mused. "Do you want to wait for the
Reverend out here or can I make you comfortable in the waiting room?"
"The waiting room sounds better, lead the way," Bill responded.
"Andrea, do you mind watching the phones for a few minutes while I get
Bill situated?" Connie asked her eldest.
"No prob, Mom. Take as much time as you need," Andrea said, smiling
knowingly.
"Thanks baby, I owe you one," the hot blonde replied. "This way, Mr.
Smith."
Connie and Bill went down the same passage as Liz had used. They
opened the first door on the right and entered the spacious,
well-appointed waiting room.
"I haven't seen you in a couple of days, Bill. I missed you. I love
you..." she trailed off as she pulled his head down to kiss him. She
really did love Bill. Her love for him and all of his family didn't
diminish the love she felt for her husband and her own family. She
just believed that her marriage vows didn't prevent her from loving as
many good people as she could find. Her husband knew and approved of
her feelings. He felt the same way about the Smiths.
Her right hand began rubbing his manhood through the rough, tight
fabric of his jeans. She broke the kiss and she began to unzip his
pants. Once his fly was open, she worked his jeans down around his
ankles and gently pushed him back onto the couch. She took one shoe
off and pulled his thick leg out of the pants allowing him the freedom
to spread his muscular thighs open. She knelt between them and began
to suck his massive tool hungrily. She loved Bill's big dick almost as
much as she loved him. Except for her husband and her nephew Josh,
Bill had the largest cock that she had regular access to. She played
with his low hanging balls and pumped the big shaft while sucking the
first few inches into her mouth.
***
Liz entered the church, spotted Bryce and heard him swear. "Fuck," he
spat. "Fucking light." The sound of the door closing caused him to
look up and see Liz approaching. The beautiful 14-year-old was one of
his best buddies and he honestly missed seeing her every day. He also
missed fucking her as often as he was used to. After graduation he had
started at a college an hour or so away from home. He drove back to
town almost every Friday night and returned to the campus on Monday
mornings. He worked very hard making sure that all of his schoolwork
was done before Friday so he could take the weekends off. He almost
never missed a weekend at home or the weekly Fuck Club meetings.
The two teenagers embraced and kissed. "You shouldn't talk like that
in church," she teased, knowing how much foul talk and action had
happened in this very room.
"Fucking light. I'm glad you dropped by. I need a break. Who's with
you?" Bryce asked.
"Just Daddy, everybody else is at home," she answered. She grabbed his
cock through his shorts. "How's my little buddy?"
"Except for Mom taking care of me when I got home last night, I
haven't got laid since last weekend. I wouldn't mind fucking some of
the honeys, but who needs to wine and dine some stuck up college cunt
who MIGHT fuck me when I can get my studies done and get home to Fuck
Club," Bryce explained.
"Well, if you want a break, take your shirt and shorts off and hop up
here," Liz patted the altar. There was no chance of being walked in on
by someone who might be shocked. The church was kept locked except for
the hallway she had used to enter the church and anybody using that
hallway had to get past the front office.
He moved closer to her and slid his hands up from her lean belly to
her breasts underneath the short crop top and gently pinched her
nipples. "Only if you take off your top and those tight short shorts
and join me up there. I swear if you had any hair on that little twat,
I'd be able to count them."
"You complaining?" she asked.
"No way. I like smooth white pussy. But are you sure you want to do me
up there? You just hollered at me for swearing, now you want my naked
ass on the altar? God knows what you're gonna do to me," he said.
"God's not the only one that knows, now get up there before I change
my mind," she teased.
They both removed all of their clothing except their shoes and Bryce
hopped up onto the altar. He spread his naked thighs to give Liz
access to his cinnamon colored cock and balls. Liz stood between his
legs and proceeded to give his genitals a tongue bath. She started at
the tip of his cock, licking the entire shaft, and worked toward his
balls. She alternately took each of them in her mouth and licked his
scrotum lavishly. She licked and sucked the thick cord of muscle
between his nuts and his ass then worked his brown backhole for a few
minutes. He spread his ass cheeks with his hands and her tongue
slipped past the tight sphincter into his rectum. After pleasuring his
asshole, she worked her way back up to the tip of his cock and began
to suck him. He reached up and grabbed her by the ponytail, causing
her to look up at him. "I really missed you," Bryce said. She just
smiled and returned her attention to his cinnamon stick.