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namelessfaceless1 wrote:
> A couple of years ago I read an incredibly hot story about two couples;
> the wives conspired, I think, to have the husbands wrestle, and the
> winner took them both; the author of the story was one of the husbands
> who didn't want to wrestle because he clearly would lose and obviously
> did and was then everyones bitch.
> Any one have a copy of it? thanks for reading
>
Could be this one....
Cockfight
What I have to tell you is a source of extreme humiliation for me. For
two years I have been married to the sexiest little tart any man has had
the privilege to lay his eyes on. What a curse it has been! A curse you
ask? Please allow me to explain....
As I said before, my wife, Brenda, is a knockout! She is 28, 5'4"; with
an almost perfectly proportioned body - firm, curvaceous, plump ass;
smooth, flat tummy; and a firm set of B-cup tits that are perky with
large protruding, slightly upturned nipples. She always gets noticed by
EVERY man within eyeshot. To make matters worse, she constantly goes on
excursions with her single girlfriends. Brenda is very friendly and can
be considered to be flirtatious. Her girlfriends, on the other hand, are
mostly exhibitionists. In public they always wears very short
mini-skirts or micro-shorts, along with a very sheer halter or cutoff
T-shirt. God how they love to cock-tease!
My torturous decline into depravity began upon my arrival home from work
one evening. Brenda and her friends Bridgit and Pam were drinking Long
Island Ice Teas and smoking some primo cannabis. Bridgit is the same
height as my wife but has the most exquisite pair of natural 40 DD
breasts possessed by a woman 5'4'' and 125 lb. Her other friend Pam at
5'9", 122 lb. 36D-25-36 is so absolutely perfect. Pam is a muscular
woman, very athletic, with a voluptuous figure, a beautiful face and
smile, as well as being smart, classy and rich.
As I approached them by the pool, I overheard them telling Brenda about
their previous day's exploits. Apparently they had double-teamed some
lucky bastard and were filling in my wife on the juicy details. Little
did I know I was just being set up for the "kill."
By the time I changed into pool attire and joined them poolside, Pam and
Bridgit were telling Brenda how one night with Evan would change her for
life and teased that she should have been there for their wild episode.
Pam made a point of telling my wife that Evan had more than enough cock
to go around for the three of them. Immediately I felt that my virility
had been challenged, as any other man would when surrounded by three
gorgeous and scantily clad women who were creaming over some other man.
In reply Brenda told them it sounded as if they had an exquisite time
and that it sounded as if Evan were a man she would like to give a
tumble, if the circumstances were different. I was stunned. As I sat
there wide-eyed, Pam told my wife that if she tried Evan just once, she
would never be satisfied with ME again. Of course I immediately began
extolling my own virtues: my slim muscular body, piercing eyes, my
talented and incessant tongue, my indefatigable sex drive, and my
sizable 7.5" long x 6" thick cock. Bridgit smirked that Evan could make
a 'NEW WOMAN' out of my wife. I was incensed, so I told them I could
beat this Evan in any contest they could devise, as long as a night of
sexual abandon with the Brenda, Bridgit and Pam was the prize.
Pam and Bridgit finished their drinks and left, but made a point of
telling me they would convey my sentiments to Evan, and let me know of
his response. As soon as they left, Brenda was berating me for
embarrassing her in front of her friends and told me I should have kept
my mouth shut and minded my own business, because I had no idea of who
Evan was or what he was capable of doing. I told her I didn't care who
he was - for a night with three beautiful women, I would twist his balls
off.
A few days later Pam stopped by the house and told us that Evan had
agreed to a no holds barred "cockfight". She asked me when I would be
ready to fight Evan. Brenda begged me not to fight and told me to
apologize to him via Pam for challenging him. Brenda said her reason was
that she didn't want Evan to hurt me. I decided to fight Evan on Friday,
the next evening, at a location of his choosing.
It was determined that we would fight in the finished basement of an
isolated Pennsylvania house that Pam's parents owned. The fight would be
knock-out only and no holds or blows barred, with the exception of a
prohibition against blows/holds to the head, neck, throat and knees. The
winner would receive a weekend of sexual adventures with all three
ladies, and the loser would act as a man-servant to the four of them.
On Friday evening, Brenda and I drove out Route 80 to Pam's house in the
Poconos. During the entire trip, Brenda tried to convince me to forfeit
the match, saying I wasn't ready for what would happen to me. I ignored
her pleas, which only served to strengthen my resolve to emasculate and
humiliate my rival, the man standing between me and sexual bliss with
three ravishing women.
We arrived at the house at 8:00 PM. Pam, Bridgit and Evan were already
there. Brenda surveyed Evan for the first time. Apparently Evan felt
aroused as he looked at her, because there was a sizable bulge rising in
his pants. "Wow!" he muttered as she removed her long coat, and he
caught sight of a black leather mini-skirt, a tight low-cut black silk
blouse, sheer black nylons and stiletto heels.
Deliberately Brenda turned her back to him and bent over to place her
coat and handbag neatly on a ottoman, knowing the short skirt would rise
above her stocking tops at the back. Turning around, Brenda smirked as
she saw the telltale bulge in his trousers. "Why Evan! Is that a
flashlight in your pocket or are you just pleased to see me?" she said.
"You're too good for your husband. Let me show you what a real man can
do for you," he said boastfully. Slowly she walked towards him, hips
swaying provocatively, her eyes never leaving his face.
"Oooh god, I want you," he gushed grabbing her shoulders and pulling her
close.
I was furious. I charged Evan, pulled my wife out of his grasp and
punched him hard in the face, knocking him on his ass and bloodying his
nose. As I started to jump on top of him, Pam and Brenda pulled me away,
saying save it for later. Bridgit went over to Evan and helped him up.
As she carried/led him into the kitchen to tend to his injuries, he
turned, looked at me and said, "you're going to suffer for this! You'll
be begging for me to kill you when I'm through with you."
Pam and Brenda dragged me into the living room and made me a drink. They
both chastised me for taking a cheap shot at Evan. Pam advised me that I
should just forfeit the match and declare Evan the winner, so I could
avoid any pain and humiliation Evan planned to inflict upon me.
Confident from almost rendering Evan unconscious with one punch, I
scoffed at their suggestion.
The match started in the main room of the finished basement. Several
rubber mats had been placed on the floor and three of the walls, making
a type of ring area at one corner of the large room. Brenda helped me
prepare for this nude battle in a small utility room in the basement.
She fondled my cock and balls, getting me hard and excited, then placed
a leather cock ring and ball stretcher on me. My cock was the largest I
had ever seen it, almost 8 inches proudly jutting away from my body at a
75 degree angle. The skin of my scrotum was stretched tautly around my
testicles, making it appear as if they would pop through the skin at the
slightest provocation.
Brenda fondled me and rubbed scented oil into my body. She asked me to
reconsider and to concede defeat in order to save myself from severe
punishment. Then Brenda related some disturbing news. Evan had been in a
few cockfights before and had yet to lose. In addition, all of his
opponents had been beaten unmercifully and were subjected to a
devastating specialty hold that Evan called the NUTCRACKER. Brenda said
the NUTCRACKER was the ultimate humiliation/punishment and that to save
myself from ruination, I should concede defeat and beg for mercy.
Undaunted, I refused to concede and put on the terry cloth robe I had
brought with me. I still felt confident and proud as Brenda led me into
the main room, after all, Evan and I were close in height, and I had the
weight advantage. Being six years older than the twenty-four year old
could prove to be an advantage, since I should have more street fighting
experience, which should prove useful in our bout.
Brenda led me to the center of the room where Pam and Bridgit were
standing with Evan, who also was wearing a robe. Pam said she would act
as the mistress of ceremonies and told Brenda and Bridgit to make
themselves comfortable. With that both women removed what little
clothing they were wearing. The sight of these three gorgeous naked
women made my cock just slightly harder and longer. I couldn't wait to
feel Bridgit's large firm breasts against my chest or to bury my
throbbing cock in Pam's hot pussy.
Pam had us both strip off our clothing and face each other nude. We were
both similar in height (6' 0"), but that's where the similarities ended.
Evan was younger, weighed substantially less, 175 lb. compared to my 220
lb., as well as possessing a more muscular and athletic physique that
any professional bodybuilder would be proud of. He had broad shoulders,
a deep muscular chest, flat washboard abs, large and thick muscular
thighs and bulging muscled arms.
But the biggest surprise was that Evan possessed the biggest nuts and
the longest, thickest dick I had ever seen. It looked as if it belonged
on a bull or an elephant! It was at least three inches longer than my
7.5" and was almost as thick as a soda can. His balls were each the size
of small lemons. Like me, he was wearing a leather cock ring and ball
stretcher, which looked as if it could be used as a dog collar for a
full grown rottweiler, that caused his cock to jut away from his body at
a 120 degree angle and throb in mid air with every heartbeat.
Evan displayed his manhood defiantly, posing for the ladies, especially
Brenda. I felt very embarrassed and more than a little bit inadequate as
I heard Brenda sharply inhale and stare in awe at Evan's monster cock.
Evan faced me and said that Brenda deserved a real man, one with eleven
inches of hard cock to satisfy her. Then he turned back to her and told
her not to worry; he would be gentle when he took her "virginity,"
because it was obvious, judging from the pathetic proportions of my
genitals, he would find plenty of virgin territory. He added that like
the Madonna song, she would feel like a virgin getting fucked for the
very first time.
I was enraged by his arrogance and Brenda's obvious, yet justifiable,
lust for him. Brenda approached me and with a look of pity in her eyes,
kissed me, and whispered, "Good Luck. I'll try to keep him from damaging
you too severely."
"I'm not afraid of him or his NUTCRACKER," I replied. "I'll beat his
balls off!"
"Well just submit as soon as he pins you and grabs one of your nuts in
each hand, and I'll try to convince him to spare you."
"Spare me from what? What is this NUTCRACKER?"
Evan overheard our conversation and replied, "The NUTCRACKER is where I
completely encircle your nuts in each of my hands, and then I roll them
and squeeze them until the sperm inside has no place to go, because
their storage areas are crushed, and you suffer an involuntarily
ejaculation without even touching your pathetic little dick as I crush
your nuts. And when I'm sure your nuts are empty, I'll grind and crush
your empty, little nuts like grapes!"
I was shaken; I had not envisioned anything so utterly devastating as
the torment Evan had described. To be forced to orgasm in front of
everyone by having your nuts violently manhandled was more than I had
bargained for. I had visions of coconuts cracking and spilling the milk
contained inside and shuddered at the thought of being pulverized until
I spilled my seed.
Pam told us that this was a fight to the finish, victory by knock-out
only. There would be no submissions, no time outs, no outside
interference, and no mercy. No holds or blows were barred, with the
exception of a prohibition against blows/holds to the head, neck, throat
and knees. The winner would receive a weekend of sexual adventures with
all three ladies, and the loser would act as man-servant to the four of
them. Evan told the ladies to make themselves comfortable, since he was
going to keep me conscious for a very long time, so he could prolong my
agony.
I was apprehensive and down right scared. This match had the possibility
of being more than I had bargained for. Pam and Bridgit immediately
started yelling encouragement to Evan, telling him to beat the cum out
of me. Brenda reclined on a sofa, with her legs spread, playing with her
juicy pussy.
Evan and I approached each other slowly, trying to feel each other out.
We locked hands and pushed against each other in a test of strength.
Chest to chest, abs to abs, cock to cock, we each tried to force the
other to back down. Evan started to crumble. His knees were giving out,
and his body started to lower towards the floor. I readjusted my stance
and started to really pour on the pressure when, SLAM, his knee exploded
between my legs like a steam iron, cruelly crushing my erection. I
slumped forward with a cry of pain only to be caught by his firm arms. I
looked up into those eyes. His mouth was set in a firm smirk. SLAM! His
knee pistoned up again into my groin.
"You're not man enough to face me," Evan said as he held me upright.
SLAM! My balls were hammered again. The cock ring and ball stretcher
were doing their job. Despite the pounding I was receiving, my cock
remained rock hard and my poor balls, with no place to go, suffered the
full brunt of the blows.
"You're going to pay for punching me," he told me as he prevented me
from falling. SLAM! Evan's knee continued to smash my manhood to a pulp.
SLAM! I could hardly feel the blows now over the excruciating pain
between my legs. I could barely breath, my legs were giving out, my
balls were on fire, and my stomach was churning. I couldn't believe I
was being beaten so thoroughly so quickly. I heard the girls in the
background making comments and moaning, apparently they were enjoying my
predicament.
Evan let me slump forward then held me so that my torso was leaning at
90 degrees to my legs with his arm wrapped over my neck. My face was
inches from his hard, throbbing 11" cock. "I'm not going to let you ruin
my pleasure by letting you pass out," Evan told me. WHAM! His knee
buried itself deep in my gut. There was an explosion of air from my
mouth. I felt his firm arms tighten around my throat to prevent me from
falling.
"You're nothing!" WHAM! His knee hammered my stomach.
"Scum!" WHAM!
"A sperm sucking faggot!" WHAM! With slow calculated precision, he
repeatedly drove his knee hard into my gut.
"Suck my dick, and I'll finish you off quickly." Each crushing blow was
timed to let me recover a bit before he drove his knee in again. WHAM!
"I'm your MASTER of pain!" WHAM! Finally Evan let me fall to the ground.
I was in agony, my balls hurt, and my gut was battered. I was finished.
I had yet to mount an offense and was already severely beaten. A sharp
pain in the groin made me look up in alarm. Evan was standing over me
with his foot on my balls.
"I just wanted to get your attention! Tell me that you'll never bother
me again. Tell me to fuck your wife with my huge dick!" he demanded
calmly as he began to grind down hard.
I complied. I screamed and screamed whatever he told me to say at the
top of my lungs as the excruciating pain needling my balls continued.
"There's no one here to help you," he smirked as he twisted the heel of
his foot down as though he were driving in a screw.
Then all of a sudden he stopped. I turned over onto my side in a fetal
position and cradled my abused testicles. Evan stood over me, taunting
me to get up and fight like a man, and then he told me to face him on my
feet man-to-man or he was going to fuck me in the ass with a dildo. Pam
threw him a large two headed dildo that had just been buried in her
dripping snatch. Evan grabbed my face and put the dildo to my lips and
said, "Suck it or fight."
Pam and Bridgit were calling me all sorts of humiliating names by now,
and my wife Brenda appeared to be in a world of her own as she orgasmed
repeatedly watching the unfolding events. I refused to suck the dildo
and somehow made it to my feet, with the help of a wall. I knew this was
my last chance, and I charged him, trying to end the confrontation
quickly and gain the advantage. Unfortunately, that was a big mistake,
because he easily evaded my charge and drove me to the floor.
As I was face down, he dropped down with both knees into my upper back,
then started to slap me on the ass. As I struggled to catch my breath,
regain my composure, and fight him off, he repeatedly slapped my ass.
Evan slapped my ass so hard that every blow felt as if it were traveling
through my body into my balls. I heard Bridgit yelling, "Look, he's
really beating his ass now!"
Evan pummeled my butt for what seemed like an eternity. When he was
finished, he forced his hand between my legs and grabbed my genitals. He
squeezed my trapped nuts and told me to turn over. I couldn't move - I
could barely breathe. My balls, gut, and ass were in flames after the
beating Evan had given me. And to top it off, my wife and her
girlfriends were enjoying my humiliation. I was truly a shattered and
broken man.
Evan had the women come over to help him, and together the four of them
turned me over onto my back. It was time for the nutcracker. Evan had
Bridgit and Pam sit on my outstretched arms. In less than ten seconds my
arms were slick with pussy juice from their leaking cunts. Brenda raised
my head and held it between her thighs - Evan wanted me to see the
results of his nutcracker application. With my upper torso immobilized,
Evan knelt between my upper thighs.
"Look at this," Evan said as he used his cock as a club to beat my dick
and balls.
Bridgit and Pam masturbated on my arms as Evan used his cock to beat
mine. They began was chanting, "We want the nutcracker." I begged for
mercy. I was beaten and couldn't take anymore.
Evan reached between my legs and gripped my swollen testicles, one in
each hand. When he was sure that he had completely encircled my nuts
with his hand, he began to slowly compress them. I began crying and
babbling while my wife and her girlfriends looked on in amazement. The
women were practically having multiple orgasms just watching him work me
over. Brenda was playing with her pussy the entire time. I screamed in
agony until I lost my voice. I was nearly insane when suddenly I felt
something inside of my nuts twitch and spasm.
The next thing I knew, a torrent of sperm was spewing out of my cock
ring encased dick. The girls went wild. Sperm shot out of my cock for
almost two full minutes. Evan maintained his death grip on my nuts the
entire time. I was devastated. Evan might as well have castrated me. He
made me cum by beating my balls, and in doing so had taken my manhood
from me in the eyes of my wife and her girlfriends. The worst part was I
was still on the fringes of consciousness, although I couldn't speak,
move, or cry, and I felt every iota of the pain.
Evan finally let my nuts go, but my torment was not over yet. Evan
scooped up a large portion of my sperm from my stomach and smeared it
all over my face. Brenda, who was still cradling my head, pried my mouth
open and forced more of my own sperm inside. Then Evan moved up to sit
on my chest and started smacking me in the face with his huge cock. He
had my wife jerk him off right into my face and made me open my mouth to
catch a mouthful of his hot sperm on my tongue when he came. I had never
been so demoralized!
Evan then decided that he was going to let me watch him fuck my wife,
or, as he put it, "find the new pussy in her," before he finished me off
by crushing what was left of my balls.
With the girls' help, he moved me into the basement bedroom and carried
me to a chair. They placed me in the chair, and Evan had Pam and Bridgit
tie my hands and arms to the arms of the chair and my feet to the legs,
so I would not fall out of it. Mercifully, Pam undid my ball stretcher
and placed a cold compress on my battered and bruised testes.
I was a broken man - my nuts were throbbing in pain from the severe
beating they had just received. I had never been so humiliated. Evan
told me that he will make love to my wife better than I could possibly
dream of. The contrast in size of his cock and mine was spectacular.
Mine looked like that of a small boy in comparison. Brenda reached
around Evan to grab his cock She stroked it and told me how good it felt
in her hands and how she can't wait to feel it inside her. All I could
do was watch the lust in their eyes for each other.
At this time, they left me alone and got on the bed to start their love
making performance for me. Pam and Bridgit laid on the floor beside my
chair and begin 69-ing each other. Evan laid down on his back with his
head propped up on a pillow so that he could see both my wife and me.
Brenda immediately began to suck his cock with me being able to see both
her and Evan's face. Brenda sucked hungrily on his cock stopping only to
tell me how hard it is and how difficult it is to get into her mouth
because of its size. Evan told me what a great job she was doing to him
and that he would come soon, but he wanted to save that for her pussy.
At this point, Brenda laid on her back with her legs spread toward me.
Evan reached down to her pussy lips and spread them, showing and telling
me how wet she is. Her fluids were clinging to the lips like syrup. I
knew she was incredibly turned on by this man, more than she ever was
with me! Evan started to eat her, he told me how sweet she tastes, and
Brenda told him not to stop. Evan's ass was facing me, and I could see
his cock dangling from between his legs. It was huge and looked larger
than it's 11" in this position. I knew it was only a matter of time
before it disappeared inside my wife.
Brenda started taunting me, telling me how she wished I could eat her as
well as Evan. It made me incredibly humiliated and jealous that he did
that better than me too, but my cock couldn't be any harder. Brenda told
Evan that she can't take it any more. She demanded that he fuck her. He
moved up on her and guided his cock to the entrance of her cunt. She
held her lips open for him. He slid the head in at first and then shoved
it all in at once. I could see his balls slap against her ass as she let
out a moan, and then he knocked the wind out of her. All she could say
was "Oh" over and over again as he slid in and out of her. I could see
her pussy lips wrapped around his cock like rubber wrapped around a rod.
She was being stretched far more than anything I could possibly do. He
was in her so deep, I would have thought it hurt her, but from the look
on her face, I could see no expression of pain, just extreme pleasure -
a pleasure I knew I couldn't supply her.
Evan looked back at me and asked me how I was doing. He told me that he
can give her more pleasure by just being inside her than I can by
fucking her. He was right, and I knew it. My wife told him to continue
fucking her and then had the next of many orgasms. Usually my wife comes
only once or twice when she is fucking me and that is with her fingers
helping her along. But with Evan she seemed to orgasm endlessly.
They changed positions with him on the bottom and her straddling him.
From this angle I could see how stretched out she was getting. Brenda
lifted up so that just the head was inside her and then slowly eased the
rest inside until she was fully impaled on his cock. She was so tight
for him that he could no longer control himself at this point and
started thrusting into my wife. Brenda told Evan to fuck her deep,
deeper than her husband's boyish cock can. He moaned, and I could see
his balls spasming as he came inside Brenda. As she slid up and down, I
could see the coating of Evan's cum on his cock.
They both stopped, exhausted from their love making. Brenda rolled off
onto her back, and I could see cum leaking out of her slit. Both of them
were laying there watching me with my cock ring induced hard-on, unable
to provide relief for myself. At this point I wanted to crawl inside a
hole and die. I could not bear the thought of Brenda seeing me so
emasculated. I asked Evan and Brenda to untie me and let me leave, but
they ignored my requests. Evan slid his fingers through Brenda's crotch
to show me how much cum was leaking out of her. Then Brenda announced
that the only way she would ever want to have sex with me again is for
me to eat Evan's sperm out of her freshly fucked pussy.
Evan came over to untie me. His cock was very close to my face, so close
that I could smell the aroma of their fluids on him. Evan grabbed my
hair and told me to clean off his cock. Silently, I complied, licking
every inch of his cock and sucking the juices off of his large, hairy nuts.
After that I was set free. I was ordered to suck my wife clean, and I
reluctantly obeyed. I half hobbled and half crawled over to the bed and
immediately started eating the cum out of my wife's pussy. It tasted
salty and burned the back of my throat, which humiliated me even more.
Brenda demanded that I masturbate while I performed my clean up duties.
It was degrading to hear her laugh and taunt me about my insignificant
size while regaling to Evan, Pam, Bridgit, and me of all the kinky and
wonderful sensations Evan's huge cock had made her feel.
While eating Brenda out on my hands and knees, Bridgit came up behind me
and forced the double headed dildo in my virgin ass. "A sperm sucking
faggot deserves to be fucked up the ass," she said. They allowed me to
cum into the palm of Brenda's hand, and then they made me lick it all
off! Evan was so amused by my utter and abject subservience that he had
mercy on me and did not finish his nutcracker job.
They left me lying on the bed to cradle my injured balls and adjourned
to another part of the house to continue their sexual activities. It was
12 hours until I had recovered enough to stand on my own two feet, and
three weeks before the swelling in my nuts dissipated. Brenda says she
wants me to fight Evan again sometime soon. Not if I can help it.