Fairy Tail 1 (Mf, MF, Inter, Anal, Oral, Myth, Rape)
by Keith McDougall (previously published as Osric134)

Note: These are just stories, some of them with very taboo themes
in them and NOT wishful thinking. I just want to tell stories and
hope no one takes my tales as anything but
sexual fantasies. I don't and never have practised, participated
in or encouraged sex with children, rape, do drugs or murder
people. I don't encourage anyone to do any of the things my
characters do either.
None of the people are real or based on any one real and bare no
resemblance to any event past of present, though I sometimes use
news stories as fuel for some of my tales.
I hope you enjoy them and let me know what you think.

Keith DOT mcdougall134 AT googlemail DOT com
(thanks for that Art)



1

Young Susan Wilkins whimpered as the long, thick black cock was
slowly dragged from her stretched, abused anus, still sore and
hurting after hours and hours of slow sodomy on her bed. Her
small, plump body trembled with the pain of having been forced
open so wide, the huge cock driven so very deep in her guts and
what seemed like gallons of slime pumped into her bowels as the
huge 'thing' ejaculated into her for the tenth time that morning
as the sky outside began to brighten.

She grunted as the monstrous cock-head sucked out of her, much
bigger than now than when it first was shoved into her bum
earlier in the night.

"Slurp!" it went as it slipped wetly from her leaking bottom.

"Unngh!" she moaned, feeling the sprained muscles of her rectum
trying unsuccessfully to close, her anus gaping wide open and the
gallons of goo oozing out of her ruined bottom.

The man's huge hand grasped her whole head, dragging her face up
to his crotch, jamming the large, wet plumb-like head of his cock
into her open, gasping mouth and forcing it into throat as she
weakly struggled.

The huge warm, throbbing tube was now a little smaller than when
it was in her arse-hole, wet with her shit and its own sperm,
allowing it to slide easily into her throat and deep down into
her struggling neck, the girl wanting to vomit but unable to.

The 'man' laughed and kept pulling her face up onto his cock,
forcing more and more of it in all the way, until her lips was
pressed up hard against his hairy crotch.

He gasped in delight and then she felt him squirting deep into
her belly, warm seed flooding her stomach in an endless stream,
the man's thick cock jumping and still squirting into her face
for ages. Her belly bulged, swelling as he fed her more and more
of his thick, gooey seed.

Then he released her and she slowly slid off of him, backwards
onto the bed, the long, long penis sliding out of her throat
where it had been so deeply embedded before.

She lay there, gasping for breath, looking up into the smiling
face of the huge black man standing naked in front of her, his
cock shiny and wet from her throat, hanging limply down between
his thick, powerful thighs.

"That was some good tail, little one," he smiled down at the
quivering white girl, "Now soak in my juices, absorb my seed
until my next visit!"

Then she saw him fade like smoke, into thin air as the sun rose
through the window, leaving the girl with a hugely swollen belly
and an open, leaking anus.

Susan was still moaning in pain as her belly slowly returned to
normal. Her anus would take much longer to close, just like that
last time the 'Boogieman' had visited her.

She sobbed on her bed, knowing that he would come many more times
until she had soaked up much more of his 'seed'. She no longer
believed her mother when the woman had said that the 'Boogieman'
was just a fairytale...

--

Susan jumped out of her sleep, not sure why she felt so
frightened. Her memories of her youth had all vanished and she
had visited many psychologists in order to find out what her mind
was blocking besides all the men that had molested her as a girl.

The endless stream of 'uncles' that visited her mother back in
Australia while she was growing up. Many of them had come into
her bedroom and raped her every night as she grew up, by the time
she was fifteen she was known as the neighbourhood slut, every
man in the area boasting how many times they had fucked her tight
holes, of how good she was at sucking cock, actually swallowing
the sperm.

She had emigrated to the UK when she turned twenty three, taking
her savings and coming to London, studying accounts and business
studies at the University of London.

She stayed away from men as she did her schooling, but got
involved with a man from 'back home' and who eventually left her
for a black woman from the class, returning to 'Auz' with her and
leaving Susan pregnant and alone. No one wanted a pregnant woman.

The psychologists that she had seen could not unlock the dark
hole in her memories, the trauma of some forgotten event still
hidden from her.

What she did have was a deep fear of large black men though,
every time one looked at her, smiled her way, she would feel the
grip of a deep terror.

The man who owned TFH Financial was a rich and powerful black man
who everyone liked and respected a great deal. She had been
interviewed by Oswald Thomson and the big Jamaican had smiled at
her as she sat there trembling in panic.

He and the other person, a large, hefty black woman named Billie
Black, finally told her that she had got the job. She thanked
them, shaking hands with both and remembering feeling a horrible
need when she touched the black man's hand.

She saw him often, passing him in the hall every day, the man
insisting on stopping to talk to her.

"How's the baby coming along," he asked her with his pleasant
baritone, "Not long now, eh?"

She forced a smile.

"Yes, she's going to be a healthy little girl, big and heavy like
her mother was!" she told him, rubbing her swollen belly.

She had a sudden flash of memory of herself as a young girl,
laying naked in bed with her belly swollen, rubbing it as it
slowly shrank.

She staggered, Oswald grabbing and holding her up in his strong
arms, staring down at her with concern in those big brown eyes.
She almost melted as she stared up into them, so warm and caring.

She pulled herself free and shook.

How could she even think like that?

"Are you OK?" he asked, still the concern was in his voice.

"Yes!" she said quickly, "Just a dizzy spell."

"Maybe you should go home and rest, take a few day's off. Aren't
you due soon?" he asked her.

"Yes, but I didn't think it would come now." she replied, still
trying to understand what this man out of all those blacks that
she had hated and avoided felt so good to be close to.

"Go home, take the week off and I will 'square' it with Billie
later. I'm on my way to see her now anyway." he said.

She left the building and headed home, relief at not having to
see the man for the next week at least.

--

She ended up in hospital having her daughter, who she called
Isobel Jane James, using the girl's father's name on the birth
certificate in case the girl wanted to find him later.

While in the hospital, she lay in her bed listening to a woman in
the next bed, taking to her friend.

"My mother told me that there really was a 'Boogieman' and that
he likes a bit of tail now and then." she laughed, "I told her
that it was all just a fairytale and that no one believes that
shit any more!"

For some reason those word stuck in her head, 'the Boogieman
likes 'tail''.

She shuddered and pulled her sheets higher, as if to shield
herself from the imagined thing. She laughed to herself, thinking
that she had seen too many horror films in her youth.

–

The pretty little Isobel, or Izzy as she liked to call her,
grinned up at her as she hugged her to her breast. She relaxed
and thought about all the things she wanted for her little girl.

She went home and settled in, the cot was placed in her large
bedroom next to her bed. She had always slept light before that,
but began to notice that she was starting to sleep much heavier
now.

The baby was crying again when Susan woke up after about three
months back at home, her mouth was full of goo and she found
herself swallowing it down, tasting some awful 'fishy' flavour
and grimacing with disgust as it oozed down into her throat.

She got up and went to the cot, checking to see that everything
was alright, then she pulled open the curtains to let the sun
come in.

Her bottom felt sore and her pussy was open and very wet, as if
she had sex with very big man. She felt herself, feeling slime
running out of her, going to the shower to clean herself.

–

Susan was the manager for company accounts now, her daughter was
years older and she herself had not entertained any man for quite
some time, still reeling from Izzy's father leaving her after all
these years.

She had bought herself a very large, thick black twisting
vibrator, sliding into her aching pussy and up her greedy bum
every night, cumming hard and constant. She normally slept well
after that, waking wet and always leaking loads of goo from her
vagina and her bum, unable to account for the slime.

Isobel slept in the other room now, the girl had her own TV and a
games console that she seemed to spent all her time playing. As a
younger child, she had twice found her mother's large black dildo
where the woman had hidden it, bringing it to her and asking what
it was.

"It's a massager, Dear." she had told the child, "It's used for
relieving yourself when you have pains!"

She smiled at her cleverly accurate description, taking it away
from the little brown haired girl and putting it in a different
place.

But many mornings over the years she had woken up feeling as
though she had been fucked stupid, finding the thick dildo
embedded in her bottom or her aching pussy and sometimes not even
remembering having used it the night before. It was always
sopping wet and she always leaked some very thick, disgusting
slime from her holes.

She thought about visiting her doctor to discuss the problem of
the slime, but always seemed to forget after she got out of bed.

She got up, showered, made sure Izzy showered and changed into
her clothes and got breakfast before going out and dropping her
pretty daughter to school.

Her boss was his pleasant, happy self again this morning and she
was not surprised at all. He always seemed to be happy and
jovial, especially around her. She got the feeling that he liked
her much more than as an employee, but she kept telling herself
that she didn't go for black men, no matter how nice they were
and no matter how much her pussy leaked whenever she was in his
presence.

She wouldn't surrender to the ache in her belly, her bottom, not
even if he were the last man alive. She just would not go out
with a black man, no matter how rich they were.

But he had never made any overt moves on her though, never even
suggesting taking her out or anything. But the feeling was still
there.

The man had not dated in the eight and a half years that she had
worked there. She had never seen or heard of him going out with
anyone at all.

There were several women there who spoke of how badly they wanted
to ride him, feel the huge, powerful man between their thighs. A
few had even tried ask him out after flirting with him for ages,
but the man had told them that he was too busy.

Susan couldn't stop the juices from flowing into her panties,
leaking down her hefty thighs whenever she was around him, as
much as she told herself that she hated it, she always 'juiced'
when he was next to her and she was sure he could smell it
because she definitely could.

She didn't understand it, didn't believe that she could have any
feelings for a black man, but she melted every time he looked
into her eyes.

--

During the long, dark night Young Isobel was very frightened, the
huge naked man grabbed her head and pushed his big 'thing' into
her mouth, squirting that gooey stuff into her throat and making
her swallow it all up.

"Ahhhhh! Suck! SUCK! That's it, drink my seed down, sweet little
fairy" he gasped as the girl struggled to gulp down the tons of
fishy slime he 'peed' into her mouth. The thick slime like
porridge as it slowly filled her belly.
Then he pushed her back down onto the bed and pulled her clothes
from her plump young body, throwing it to the floor, smiling as
he gazed down at her.

"Nice!" he said, "I'm going to enjoy sucking your titties and
fitting my cock into your sweet young tail every single night
from now on!"

Izzy sobbed as he climbed onto the bed, rolling her onto her
belly. She felt thick warmth as a huge round 'knob' rubbed
between her chunky buttocks until it pressed against her anal
opening. Then she grimaced, gasping in pain as it suddenly
pressed hard against her, grunting as pressed inwards, forcing
her open and squeezing into her virgin anus, spreading her wide
as it sank into her trembling body, hurting her rectum.

The girl screamed and screamed, trying to call her mother, but
failing to form the words, sure that the woman would crash
through the door any moment.

But she didn't come and the huge, thick mast of warm flesh surged
deeper and deeper, sprawling her wide in it's wake.

Her fingers gripped the sheets as her bum quivered. She had never
imagined this kind of pain, this deep gut-wrenching agony ripping
into her.

The man's 'thing' was now moving inside her, sliding thickly
within her stretched, sprawled-open anus, her guts being forced
open as the man sought to bury himself inside her small body.

"Unngh! Unngh! A socket for my cock! Unngh! Unngh! Unngh!" he
grunted as he shoved himself into her, laying his heavy black
body down on her small white one and gripping her tightly,
packing her full and hurting her with each hard thrust as he
buggered her.

Then he gasped, his cock pumping inside her, throbbing and
jumping as released his 'seed' into her painfully stuffed bowels.

"Oww! Oww! Oww! Owwoooooh!" she squealed, gasping and moaning as
the man's huge 'thing' kept throbbing painfully in her arse-hole.

Then she screamed in pain as she felt him gasp, his cock suddenly
thickening in her arse-hole, stretching her wider and hurting her
even more.

"Ahhhhh!" he gasped and then hugged her tighter, reaching under
her to fondle her plump young brests as he began to sodomised her
again, sliding himself harder in her bottom, fucking her rectum
slowly as he sought to relieve himself inside her once again.

–

Susan woke up without the usual slimey throat or gooey bottom
today. She didn't even find the dildo plugged into her bottom as
usual either.

She got up feeling cheerful and happy, going into the shower,
cleaning herself and then telling herself dry as she went into
her room and changed for work.

She was puzzled as to why she had not seen Izzy up at her usual
early time. She went into her daughter's bedroom and found her
laying under the covers, staring out of the window, her eyes wide
with fear and her nightie on the floor.

"Izzy, why aren't you up yet?" she asked the child, "You have
school!"

"Mummy," she asked, looking at her mother now, "Why didn't you
come and save me?"

Susan was puzzled.

"Save you from what, Dear?" she asked with a nervous laugh.

"From the 'Boogieman'!" Isobel James sobbed.

–

Susan was distressed all day. Izzy had told her that she had
screamed and cried, but she had heard nothing at all coming from
the girl's room even though the girl's door had been open just
like her own.

She was positive that the girl had been suffering from a
nightmare, telling the girl that there was no such thing as
'Boogiemen' and that it was just a fairytale that people told to
their kids to frighten them.

The girl was adamant that the 'Boogieman' had visited her,
telling her that he was huge and black and that he told her she
was his little fairy and that he was making her his bit of
'tail'.

Susan had laughed at that, telling the girl to get ready for
school.

She had watched her go off to bath, the girl complaining that her
anus sore, but put that down to her diet and the bran flakes that
she insisted that the girl use in the morning for her breakfast.

She went to work, no longer thinking about what the girl had
dreamed until she saw her boss smiling at her.

The 'Boogieman'.

What had she said? He made her his 'tail'?

That bothered her now, she had never heard Izzy used that word
before in that context. She remembered something that she had
overheard many years ago that stuck in her head.

"The 'Boogieman' loves young tail!"

She shuddered. Tail.

Something stirred hidden old memories within her. Her anus
clenched and her pussy leaked.
She needed to see her analyst again, very soon.

–

Isobel lay in her bed, frightened. It was dark inside, but the
light from the hall kept her room bright enough to see.

She knew the Boogieman was coming back, he said so to her as he
hurt her bum all night long with his huge, hard thing that kept
getting bigger and  bigger inside her.

She held the sheet up close to her face, looking into the dark
places, wondering where he would come from.
She screamed as the air in front of her bed tore open and the
grinning man stepped through, reaching for her face and lifting
her up by it, pulling her to him and stuffing his thick cock into
her screaming mouth.

She gurgled, choking as the thing filled her small mouth. A flood
of warm seed filled her throat, forcing her to swallow and
swallow and swallow, gulping the porridgy mess down into her
belly.

She stopped fighting now, her belly feeling warm and her head
fuzzy, drinking his gushing sperm as it kept spurting endlessly
into her mouth.

Then he gasped again, plucking the thing from her sucking lips
and pushing her back onto the bed.
She lay there, her belly feeling so very warm, her mouth tasting
fishy. She licked her lips unconsciously and the 'Boogieman'
started to laugh.

"You like that, don't you?"

The little girl shook her head, but he laughed again.

"Don't worry, I will give you lots and lots of that to drink, my
lovely little fairy." he said.

He pulled her nightie, the gilr not even feeling like fighting
now as it slipped from her body, somehow not tearing.

She was rolled onto her belly and felt the bed move when he
climbed up over her, pressing that monster between her buttocks
and forcing it into her tight little rectum.

The little girl just grunted, her face pained as the large cock
spread her open, squeezing into her guts in a quick push, hurting
her badly.

She sobbed softly, feeling him moving in her, stuffing that thing
deep into her painfully spread rectum.

"Nice and tight!" he growled in his deep, thick voice, seeming to
speaking inside her head, her belly.

He lay on her back now, hugging her small white body tightly and
stroking that swollen mass in her guts until she groaned, the
pain seeming to finally ease and the man chuckling as he buggered
her for ages on the bed.

–

Susan woke up suddenly, feeling disturbed after the terrifying
dreams she just had of huge black men using her for day's at a
time, squirting their seed into her holes and forcing her to
drink their stuff. She lay there for a long time before deciding
to go and check up on her daughter.

She got up, going out into the hall, walking over to the darkness
of her Isobel's open doorway.

But as she went inside she got a shock, the bed was completely
empty.

Susan searched frantically, looking under the bed and then in the
cupboard where the clothes were, but she could find no trace of
the girl.

She ran out, going back into her own room to see if she was in
there and she had somehow missed her, but again nothing.

Susan screamed out her daughter's name, calling for her and
crying as she searched every inch of the house for the eight year
old.

–

Isobel groaned as the huge black man slowly pulled his long thick
cock from her rectum, sliding it slowly out of her open, leaking
anus with a juicy "Slurp!".

She gasped, whimpering in discomfort as she watched her mother
running about, looking for her, screaming out her name. She
raised her hand to the woman, trying to call her until the man
grabbed her head and forced his cock into her throat, squirting
that thick, gooey stuff into her belly again. She swallowed, no
longer concerned about her mother's distress and why the woman
didn't see her laying there with the huge man over her. She
gulped and gulped, the thick spew filling her belly for the
second time that night, making her feel really good. Then the
cock popped from her throat and she gasped, laying back and
gasping as the stuff slowly digested.

–

Susan had come back upstairs and got the shock of her life when
she saw the girl laying there, her belly quite swollen and her
mouth juicy with some kind of thick, slimy whitish goo.

She didn't rush in, instead standing at the door and reaching in
to switch on the light. She didn't know of there was someone in
there, so wasn't taking chances.

The room brightened up and she saw Isobel's nightie laying in a
heap on the floor. The shock slowly reached her when she saw that
Isobel's anus was open wide enough for her to fit her hand
inside. What seemed like gallons of slime was leaking out of her.

On the bed next to her was the huge black dildo that she had
forbidden the girl from taking from her bedroom, still buzzing
and writhing on the bed.

"Oh my God..." she choked, unable to speak.

She reached for her daughter, picking her up and hugging her
tightly.

"Mummy is so sorry..." she sobbed, feeling as though she could
have done something to prevent this.

"Don't cry, Mummy!" Isobel said weakly, "It didn't hurt so much
this time!"

–

Susan wanted to take the girl to see her analyst, maybe he could
discover what it was that was driving her to such extremes.

She was upset all day, unable to concentrate on her work,
shouting at staff and being a real bitch all day until her boss
came and pulled her into her office.

"What's going on, Susan?" Billie asked her, the large,
heavy-chested black woman seemed very concerned.

Over the last few years Susan had found herself becoming more and
more friendly towards the woman, more attached to her just as she
had found herself being more drawn to the huge black owner of the
company.

As she became closer to the woman with the huge brown eyes she
opened up more and more to her, even letting her know how she
originally felt about her and her boss.

Billie hugged her to her huge strangely firm breasts, pressing
her face into the warm flesh and stroking her short blonde hair.

Susan felt so warm and comforted, protected. She opened up,
telling the big black woman all of her fears, of finding her
little girl laying there with the huge dildo and her terror that
the girl was becoming warped by her own actions.

"Nonsense!" she told Susan, "It sounds like the child just needs
her mother more. Maybe I should come and meet her, give her a
nice talk and let her know that she has a friend?"

Susan thought about that, thinking that maybe that was a good
idea. She had yet to let the woman meet her daughter anyway.

"Susan, I really think that you should have a chat with Oswald!"
Billie smiled reassuringly, "He is very concerned about you and I
know he would want to help any way he could."

Susan didn't know what to say as she stood with her face pressed
against the woman's firm full breasts. The stroking of her
friend's hand soothing her, calming her, her pleasant smell
fogging her mind.

"OK!" she sighed as she felt herself floating on that cloud of
calm.

She was led up to Oswald's huge office and taken up to the man's
desk. He came around to her and smiled as he gave her a friendly
hug.

"What's going on?" he asked Billie.

"She is not doing so well, she need a strong man to help her!"
the woman smiled as Susan felt herself swooning in the huge man's
powerful arms, unable to remember when she had gone from hating
him to feeling so good in his embrace.

She moaned softly as his large hand stroked her back, not even
fighting when his hand slipped down to cup her buttock, squeezing
it softly.

"You can leave her with me now," he said, "I'll look after her!"

Susan heard the door close and knew that she was alone with the
man now. She lifted her face up to his and stared into those warm
brown eyes, seeing him smile down at her as he continued to
fondle her bum.

"I have wanted you for so long. Now you're mine!" he sighed,
pressing his mouth down on hers, his thick, wet tongue slipping
between her lips.

She melted like heated chocolate, sucking on his tongue and
swallowing the spit that slowly filled her mouth.

She felt her skirt lift and the man's large hand slip into her
panties, massaging the flesh of her buttocks.
She didn't resist as he pushed her against the desk and lifted
her onto it, pulling her panties down off her hefty thighs,
dropping them on  the floor and spreading them wide open. She
gasped as his fingers stroked and rubbed at her, feeling the
thick finger slipping into her.

"Ahhhhhhh!" she gasped, clinging to him, unable to stop him or
even resist.

"Yes!" he smiled, "I think you always needed this. I'm going to
eat you and fuck you so much today!"

He dropped to his knees and she grasped his head as he licked and
sucked at her pussy, his long wet tongue lapping her juicy slit
and the man moaning in delight as he sucked up her flowing
juices. His rough tongue rasped against her clit, making her
tremble. He sucked on it, rubbing the tip of his tongue on it.

Susan cried out, cumming harder than she ever had, not even her
huge vibrator had made her cum that hard.

Before she even had time to recover, he was standing, in her
arms, his absolutely huge black cock being forced up inside her
hungry pussy, hurting as she was spread open to accept him.

"Arghhhh!" she cried, holding his hips had pulling him into her,
needing his monstrous post of meat deep.

"Yessss!" he gasped as he filled her, sliding so very deep inside
her pussy.

His mouth sought hers again, his cock sliding inside her savagely
grasping vagina, hurting her as it reamed her open, burrowing
deeper and deeper.

Suddenly she screamed, orgasms hitting her in a long series of
savage cums, ripping through her body and making her tremble.

"Yes, cum for me!" he gasped into her mouth, "I'll make you feel
like this all the time from now on, keep you you full of my warm
seed. You belong to me now!"

She shuddered, cumming harder at his words.

"Y...yes Oswald!" she gurgled.

He fucked her all afternoon, lifting her up and sitting in his
chair, the white woman riding him as he worked at his desk.

–

Susan got home later than usual, picking Izzy up from the
neighbour who usually kept an eye on her since she was younger,
her daughter was the child's best friend.

"Thanks for looking after her for me Mandy, I had a late session
with my boss and couldn't get away." she told the plump woman,
her anus still hurting from his savage thrusting.

"Never mind, Izzy is a delight and the girls stayed up in Sarb's
room." said Mrs Remphry.

The fat woman had been single for three years since her husband
left her for a slim young white girl at his office. The two of
them had so much in common.

Susan was still leaking when she took Isobel home, still oozing
cum and she made dinner and sat watching TV with her girl.

–

Isobel gulped down the thick sperm of the huge back man before he
forced his cock down into her throat, pushing into her neck. She
didn't even struggle as he fit himself deep, pressing her face
into his crotch hard and gasping as he kept squirting into her,
relieving himself inside her.

She moaned as the one and a half gallons of warm 'sperm' filled
her up, her belly swelling as though she was pregnant.

“Now lay back and digest my juices, my sweet little fairy!” the
huge black man said.

Her bottom was still wide open, leaking sperm onto the sheets. He
had used her there all night, his cock getting thicker, longer
every time he squirted his 'stuff' into her.

Somehow, every time he used her there, she got tighter the next
time he squeezed up into her, but it hurt less and less.

Now he finished and pulled out of her throat, sliding his massive
cock from between her lips and standing back to smile down at
her.

"Good little tail!" he grinned, his teeth white in the darkness,
"Just like your lovely mother. She felt really good when I held
her today. Soon she will bring me home to meet you and I will be
able to fuck your sweet little body all day long as well!"

Isobel lay back in the bed as the huge man kissed her mouth, his
long, thick tongue licking into her open, welcoming mouth.


Cont....


  
Fairy Tail 1