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    Challenge Entry - Chapter II

    The Challenge -

    Quote Originally Posted by niteowluk2003 View Post

    Here is the next writer's challenge and it is pretty simple. All you have to do is read the first chapter of the challenge then develop the story any way you want using the characters from the first chapter. this time we are setting a minimum and maximum word count.


    this idea was suggested by With_lust.

    Here is the first chapter to take your characters from...

    Writer’s challenge no.2.

    Chapter 1.

    John was a happily married man; or at least he tried to be; he has been married now for eighteen years to Gloria. Both in their late-thirties, they literally grew up together and finally tied the knot having had several on off periods of dating. It was fair to say that Gloria was a virgin when they married as she always insisted that her and John wait rather than indulge their vices. John never pushed the point because he was aware all through school he was different from the other boys; oh he wasn’t gay or anything like that but he was unfortunately less endowed than most.

    A year after marrying, Gloria found herself pregnant and although neither of them wanted children at the time they continued with the pregnancy to be surprised to discover in late pregnancy it was to be twins, a boy and a girl . As was their family tradition that Gloria’s brother got the right to name the first child as mother to be, sibling. He had a quirky sense of humour and that is how the female child became christened Denise and he threatened to call the boy De-nephew, but instead called him Daniel.

    Despite them often ending their dating neither of the pair ever really went out with other people and so found themselves drifting back together, even though Gloria had a sexy body which as the years passed lost most of that ugly puppy fat and her body became toned and slender frame enhanced by her above average 38DD bust line. She had managed to remain a virgin until the night of her wedding, when she and John could finally give in to all those wicked pleasures they had dreamt of for the ten years they had dated.

    John discovered that night everything he could wish for, a willing sexy woman who was happy to indulge in any form of pleasure he could suggest. Poor Gloria though it was all too different, she had hoped for at least an average penis to take her virginity and for fill her longings, but she had to be content with a cock which when fully erect was a measly five inches and as thin as a sausage to boot. The first time she saw it even fully stiff she doubted if it was big enough to take her virginity and wondered if fully inserted it would reach her hymen let alone break through. So you can imagine later when she found herself pregnant and with twins at that.

    Secretly she watched Daniel develop over the year and at her last chance to check, she was happy to note he had more slack than his father had fully hard, but that was when Daniel was eight year old. After that he decided he was too old to be bathed by his mother and one minor side effect of that was that it meant no longer sharing a bath with his beautiful sister although nothing had ever happened between them.

    After School join joined a gym and could not help but notice that the men changing around him had mostly twice his length and that was whilst they were slack and yet he hoped that when the time came he would be able to satisfy his beloved Gloria. These images played on his mind to the point that he began having nightmares where he was ridiculed for his lack of equipment but strangely that ridicule turned to a weird sense of eroticism. Now nine years after his marriage he recalled for the first time how he entertained the idea of seeing his wife satisfied by another man’s much larger cock. He wondered if taking a larger cock would give Gloria something extra as he had begun to find it hard to give her the same level of orgasm, to be honest he had suspected that maybe her grunts of pleasure were fake anyway with him only having a weedy cock.

    The mixed feelings he underwent was strangely erotic at times and concerning at other times, like he thought he would love to see his wife grunting her way through a sex session with a worthy big cock and he imagined her making him slide his cock into her well stretched cunt after it had been the deposit site for the other guy’s spunk almost as if that would make his cock grow. He had learnt over the years that he admired larger cocks and discovered because of that he was bi sexual; although he doubted he had the nerve to sample the all-male sex his body craved. Instead he would daydream his way through the latest genuine sized cock he had seen and it was always after he watched in his mind’s eye that cock bring out the maximum orgasm in his wife and then he had to do whatever he was told.
    The Winning Entry -

    Chapter II Challenge
    By With_lust

    "Denise?" Tentative knocks on a door, swung it further in with each tap. "Denise... this is hard for me." Gloria ignored
    the, "Get out," and tried to ignore the, she supposed it was dance music. But the mechanical thrum was nothing
    like she had listened to as a teenager. "Did I overhear you saying you were going to make love to a boy tonight?"

    "No Ma, I said I was going to fuck him." The light voice of teenage girl with an edge, "Big difference."

    "Honey, you should be a virgin on your special day, like I was." Not that she felt different the day after.

    "Ha! His ass might be a virgin but I'd doubt I'd keep him cherry that long." She turned back to her laptop. Clicked on
    Iggy and the music changed. "You're three years to late anyway."

    The older woman slumped against the door. "Three years? But then you were only... you're only seventeen."

    "Almost eighteen, besides I've been on the internet in places you couldn't dream of."

    "You've been sexually active for three years?"

    "Yeah, get with the program. The first time was pretty bad. Sad really..." Awkward came to mind.
    "But the next one was good. Now the third guy was great. I rode him till I broke him. Of course I didn't
    have a strap on back then so I rode him cowgirl till it wouldn't work anymore. He was slick with my cum
    all the way to his chin. Now I peg them till they squeal."


    "Yeah, strap on a cock and fuck his ass till he breaks. And they break. They all do. You really
    don't know a man till you've pegged him to a wall."

    "You fuck them?" It was too much. "Please turn off that music. It's disgusting. How can you listen
    to it? Oh my god, are they talking about..."

    "Pussy, They're talking about eating pussy." Denise spread her legs and ran a hand below her skirt.
    "So were you really a virgin?"


    "God what a fool."

    "I'm not a fool." Her mouth was going dry. She needed a drink

    "Well it explains how you got stuck with a dickless wonder."

    "Don't say that about your father, and how would you know anyway?"

    "Family beach time Mom, his moose knuckle looks like a doggy's paw."

    "Moose knuckle?"

    "Do you even know how out of it you are? You're like a refugee from that Amish show."

    "What Amish show?"

    "Pick any of them they're all the same. Clueless and in need of a good fuck."

    "Why are you saying these things?"

    "Maybe I'm tired of this fake family. Pretending everything is great. Maybe because I watched you eat shit
    from grandma for years. Maybe I was just waiting for you to get up the nerve to have a mother daughter chat."
    She stared at her mother's eyes. "Wait are you drunk again?"

    "No, I'm not, certainly not drunk..." Her voice fell off, "we're not fake."

    "But you've had a few. Drinks anyway. Ever have an orgasm?"

    "No." Her eyes welled up.

    "Fake orgasm, fake family."

    "You can't miss what you've never had. And my mother was a saint."

    "Bullshit! You always miss what you don't have, even if you don't know it. And saint? God what a laugh.
    I heard her rip you for years. She tore a little piece off you every day of your life, and glued em back on
    with spit. One stiff breeze and you'd fall apart. Or are you going to melt in a bottle of Stoli?"

    "I'm not..." the heels wobbled a little, "drunk."

    "Ever fuck around? No? No wonder you're crazy, never had a good lay. Too bad, I always hoped
    Daddy wasn't our father."

    "Then you wouldn't be here."

    "Oh I'd be here. I'd just be different. Maybe I'd have tits like you. Maybe you wouldn't be a lush."

    "Dear you're lovely, you have plenty on top." Insincerity both recognized.

    "All this," Denise ran her hand across her bosom, "is a well crafted lie. You've given me nothing. Maybe I'll
    have Daddy buy me a pair since I'm as small as he. You gave Danny boy a cock as big as your tits."

    "Dan is big?"

    "Get out of the bottle and maybe you'd notice him throwing a bone every time he looks at those puppies."
    Denise slid open the desk drawer, "Here's what you need." The massive dildo flopped out, jiggling on the desktop.
    "Take that to the balls and you'll... Well then you'll know."

    "Are you insane?" She focused on the flopping mass of latex. "Who could take that?"

    "Yeah I'm crazy. Who wouldn't be in this place." She grabbed the dong near the balls and shook the
    monster in her mother's face. "Anybody can take this. You just have to want it." She tapped her
    mother's tits with it. Nipples prominent through the blouse. "You want it. You just have to admit it. Only one
    thing of value in this world and if you touch it right, it's a pleasure spike straight into your brain.
    You've let yours go to waste your whole life." The dildo tapped Gloria under her skirt. "I could turn you
    into a pool of jelly. I could blow your brains right through your skull. But you're still the scared little bitch that grandma made."

    "I'm not a bitch." She looked down at the floor.

    "Prove you're not some beat down dog. Or do you need another drink first?" Denise held out the
    pink pill with a smiley face. "Take this."

    "What is it?"

    "Quit being your mama's bitch and take it or I'll shove it up your ass." The helmet ran under the skirt and
    along her pussy. "Down a shot with it and meet me by your bed."

    "But-" The dildo stopped her as it jabbed into her crotch.

    "Shave that fucking twat too." Gloria stared at the pill in her hand. "I said, now bitch!" Denise watched
    her mother scurry out of the room. "I don't want to see a fucking hair!"

    T-shirt hit the floor. Denise stroked her fat pink nipple seemingly out of place on such a small breast.
    Yeah, fake tits would do. Not as big as mom but something to give some shape. She dropped her
    shorts and grabbed a garter belt. Black straps were going to frame her ass nicely. A full ass was her
    major attribute. That and being forceful. Hose rolled up the smooth flesh of her legs. Locking into the
    straps. She grabbed the harness inserting the monster. A small phallus locked into her pussy keeping
    the harness from slipping. Black heels to clatter on the floor and intimidate. Delicate hands dug into
    the dresser drawer and grabbed a crop and pairs of handcuffs. Bold and firm just like with your best
    friend and you own her. Ten inches of manhood lanced before her as she strode toward her parents room.

    "Get a move on slut!" She threw the cuffs on the bed.

    "Coming." Gloria emerged from the bathroom.

    A gasp greeted Denise. She smiled at the sound. "Get on the bed."

    Gloria was frozen, staring at the massive dong between her daughter's legs. The biggest cock she'd ever
    seen. The only male appendage she'd seen other than her pitiful husband's. A firm step and the crop connected
    to Gloria's hip breaking her amazement. "Get on the fucking bed!" Another snapping swat put Gloria in motion.
    The bed bounced like her boobs. Ass jiggling as the crop made contact for a third time. A cuff slapped against
    a wrist dragging it toward the bedpost. Her right arm was quickly captured as well. Head forced down into the pillow.
    Gloria resisted but the hand gripped tight and pushed her down. When she stopped struggling the hand moved
    back, stroking the older woman's spine. The fingers felt the shivering, a quaking of the pale flesh. Slaps across
    the full cheek of her ass. Gloria jumped as much as she could.

    "Spread em bitch." Knees went wider as the crop slid into the crack of the ass. "I should punish you."


    "Shut up you fucking cunt!" The crop came down squarely on the pussy. "I should punish you." A sob brought
    a daughter's smile. "I know you resent me. Daddy's wrapped around my little finger and you hate it." The crop
    slapped against the side of Gloria's boob. "You always put me down whether you know it or not. Know why
    Daddy gives me everything? Because the only woman a pathetic guy can satisfy is a daughter. He doesn't
    have to sexually perform for me." Just a touch with crop brought a cry. "He just has to give me everything.
    Everything I want. I should punish you. But I'm going to be generous. I'm going to make you a woman."
    Fingers ran along the vulva. "Smooth." A finger slid along the crack. "Has the pill kicked yet. Does my voice feel
    like a song?" Frilly pink flesh began to show. "Do you hear the music of my voice slut?"

    A heavy moan, followed, "Yeesss!"

    "There's nothing but my fingers touching you, cunt. My fingers own you." They stroked back and forth
    dragging her to arousal. "Get wet for me slut."

    The voice was a lyric in a song about sex. A song Gloria was no longer deaf to. She could feel the voice
    as much as she could feel the fingers opening her up. They played with her. They slid in the river
    flowing down her thighs. They moved beside her clit. They ran alongside her engorged button. Her moaning
    became part of the song and the percussion was starting to build.

    "I'm going to own you slut. I enjoy owning people. Daddy gave me taste for it. The internet schooled it.
    You're never going to say no to me again. You'll beg me to own you." Denise felt the tremor as the pussy
    took her fingers. "Here it comes slut." Denise climbed behind her mother and slid the cock between moist lips.
    It moved along the same path her fingers had traced. The fat head lingered at the edge of Gloria.
    A slow thrust moved passed the opening.

    Gasps! The moans. The first time she really felt something pushing her pussy apart.

    "You're tight slut. Enjoy it while it lasts." She pushed, burying a third of the cock into flesh. She held there
    while her whore adjusted to the monster. Her hand sank into the flesh of her mother's ass. Pulling back
    and then the plunge. She started to work up a rhythm. Going deeper. She felt the power in her own pussy.
    It rocked her with each pump into her mom. The balls began to bang into her mother's box, she was home.

    Gloria remembered being called a slut by her mother. Why didn't she see it as a challenge. The pressure
    pushed her gushing walls apart. The drumming of her clit was vibrating her brain. Rising with every contact
    of pelvis to ass. She bit the pillow, stifling the scream. "Oh my god!" Gloria shattered as the orgasm hit
    and broke her. It wasn't over. It would never be over. The song continued. Rising again. The cock between
    her legs was everything. Time would never exist again as the velvet shocks came again.

    Denise was sweating as she rode her mother down. A body limp on the bed. Sweat dripped onto the form.
    Denise unlocked the harness and left the cock buried in her prize. She rolled off. And saw him standing in the
    door. Naked. Grinning.

    "That was so fucking hot."

    "Think you can do better, brother?"

    "Sure I'll take a ride."

    "You'll owe me a hundred then. This ain't free." She looked at the body. "Got to hydrate my slut first, though."

    "How much to give you a ride then?" The hard flesh pulsed.

    Denise wanted him, on her terms, "Just you, as my slave."
    Last edited by April; 08-19-2014 at 03:41 PM. Reason: Adding In Award :)

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    That's a Good Up date to the Challenge... Thanks for the share...
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