The Tomboy Tapes
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Cheryl was eating her cereal when she heard her husband calling her name from upstairs.
"CHERYL," he screamed yet again.
"What honey?" she shouted back.
She continued to eat her breakfast. It was nine thirty in the morning, she cleaned the house and sent the k**s to school, she was entitled to some breakfast.
"Can you come up here for a second?"
She slammed her fists down into the table. "Yeah, I'll be there in a minute."
"Thanks babe."
She swirled her spoon around in her cereal bowl, counting backwards from thirty. Cheryl got off her chair and walked up the stairs. Each step seemed to be mocking her life. When she reached the top she was exhausted. This has been a hell of day, she thought to herself. And it is only nine thirty. She walked into the room. He was wearing his torn black pants and his red shirt.
"Hey dear," he said. He had a gut from his obsessions of beer and food, but he had muscle from his long days at the cemetery.
"What is it darling?" Despite the anger she felt, her words sounded pleasant and happy.
"If you have time I need you to run them tapes over Jim's house."
"I don't like going in his place," she said coldly. "That guy gives me the creeps. He is so...so..." she hunted for the right word, "perverted."
"I know he is, but would you? The sooner you go, the better. He's probably still passed out."
"Drinking will do that."
"So will you go?"
She thought about for a few seconds and decided some fresh air was exactly what she needed. Hell, on her way back she would go over and talk to her friend Julie. She hadn't seen Julie for a while.
"OK, I'll go."
"Thanks darling."
He kissed her and she left the room. Hopefully Jim was fast asleep. The guy was a nasty pervert. He sat down in his basement and watched pornos all day. He was perverted and disgusting. Pornos. Yuck. What so entertaining about a bunch of big breasted girls getting screwed by a bunch of men? She looked down at her small breasts. Her tits and her ass were both smaller than average. She had a pretty face but her legs were her best quality. Long and glamorous. Almost model worthy.
At ten in the morning she left the house. Jim's house was two blocks away from Cheryl's own home, so all she had to do was walk straight. The cool October air blew in her face. The clouds were gray, but it was very unlikely to rain. The weather man said so and the weather man on the TV station she watched was never wrong. She was surprised several times during the trip when out of the corner of her eyes she saw men on patios and porches checking her out. Guys have checked her out before, but never more than one a day. She wasn't dressed differently than her usual way, so she wondered what was going on.
By the time she got to Jim's front door, she lost count of the men that had checked her out. She felt kind of strange. She knocked on the door. She looked up at the house. It was lime green and the pants was pilling. There were seven steps leading up to the patio. The door she knocked on was to her right. She knocked again. Still nothing. She opened the door and got inside. She walked all over the bottom of the house and found nobody, then she heard Jim's voice from the basement. The whole place reeked of beer and cigarette smoke. The basement door was open when she found it, so she walked down the stairs slowly. When she will give Jim his tapes she would launch herself up the same steps and get the hell back home. She decided Julie had enough people to talk too.
Each step to the bottom creaked louder. Obviously Jim knew someone was making his way down the steps. But he wasn't saying anything. She waited by the bottom step and listened. She could hear heavy breathing coming from the room and girls. The girls were... Jim was watching a porno. She feared turning the corner and facing him. However, if she was ever going to get out of there she would have to do so. She took two deep breaths, shook her head back and forth, squeezed the tapes and turned. What Cheryl saw sickened her. Jim and his friend, a dirty man named Joe, were watching a porno on the TV. Her eyes were opened wide. She felt she would puke all over the hardwood floor that reeked of gasoline, oil and, of course, beer. Jim turned around and saw Cheryl staring at them.
She was about twenty feet from the couch. Instead of getting embarrassed, he smiled and said, "Hi, sweetie. What can I do for you?"
Joe turned to face her. He gave a toothless smile and turned his face back to the porno.
"My husband said these tapes are for you."
"Well come here and give them over."
Cheryl thought about it for a moment. These men were disgusting, sickening and perverted. Even worse they were drunk. But the hell with it, the sooner the tapes were out of her hands, the sooner she would go back to the safety of her house. She walked very slowly, tapes stretched out in her hands.
"Like what you see?" Jim asked, "this movie is fucking great."
In the porn movie, two guys were getting their cocks sucked on by a woman who had titties about the same size as Cheryl. Cheryl handed Jim the movies. Jim layed them at the side of the couch. Cheryl tried to leave, but ever so strangely was drawn to the movie. She was standing in front of them between the sofa and the TV. One of the men was now fucking the girl up the ass while she continued to suck on the other guy.
"Neat, huh" Jim said as he grabbed her hand and sat her on the couch between them. "You like this don't you," he continued and placed his hand on her thigh.
"What are you doing?" she only sounded a little disgusted.
"I saw your pretty leg, so I went for it," he replied.
Then she felt a second hand on her other thigh. She gulped. Both hands were stroking her thighs slowly. She stood still, just allowing them to do what they wanted.
She suddenly went all weak and helpless. In the porno both men were shooting their cum all over the girl's bare little chest. She was blushing. It looked so sexy. Not a bit dirty. Not at all perverted. Then she noticed to her shock that they had removed her panties. She became so absorbed in the movie that she didn't realised when and how they did it. She knew she should get the hell out of there but instead a force she couldn't explain made her stay and keep watching the porno film. On screen now there was a white guy fucking the shit out of an Asian lady. The guy was fucking her right in the ass. She felt a hand on her pussy, a finger rubbing between her pussy lips. Her mind screamed, “Oh fuck, that feels so good!”
She turn her head to see that both men had their cock out and jerking off on the dirty couch. As she looked at them neither of them let go of their penises. Both were about six inches, both looked clean, and both men took one of her hands and placed it on their cocks.
Like hypnotized she didn't reacted. They used her hands to stroke their cocks up and down. It came as no surprise to anyone, when they let go of her hands and let her stroke their cocks on her own. Their hands went back caressing her thighs and teasing her pussy. She was shocked at her own behavior, disturbed by her own inner desires, but undeniably turned on.
"Oh shit. We have a whore at ten o'clock." Jim was laughing. So was Joe.
Cheryl was never called a whore before. She didn't bother though. It was all like a dream. A very perverted dream.
Then Jim said to Joe, "I'll fuck her brains out right now".
She trembled as he talked about her like she was an object he could use. She felt so disgusting for what she was letting them do but yet so turned on. Against her rational will, she wanted to be like the girls in the porno. She wanted to be fucked. Like a doll Jim positioned her. He didn't bother pulling off her blouse, he just stuck it right in her pussy. It was tight fit but her pussy was very wet.
He forced it in and out for the first ten seconds, after that Cheryl’s pussy was dominated by Jim. He grabbed her by the waste and fucked her with all his energy. Cheryl couldn't believe how good it felt. Jim's motions were so perfect. Joe offered his cock to her mouth. She licked around Joe's cock. She kissed his piss hole and got a taste of pre-cum. Then she slid it in her mouth and slowly worked her way down to his balls, then went back up. Joe told her to suck him faster. So she did.
Jim was fucking that beautiful and proper wife doggy style while she sucked on Dirty Joe's cock. Jim's ball were flapping up and down as he fucked the life out of her. She gave Joe his first blow job in ten years. Joe was standing up on the couch now, fucking Cheryl's mouth. She no longer had the use of her face. Jim was now fucking her harder then ever. Cheryl could taste Joe's pre-cum in her mouth. She would look up at him with her eyes every once in a while. He was sweating everywhere and breathing heavier than when they first started. Cheryl could feel herself cuming too. Her pussy was sloppy wet. Her hands were holding on to Joe's legs so that she wouldn't fall, otherwise she would have start finger fucking herself.
"Oh God," Joe was moaning now. "I gotta cum."
"Give it to her," Joe yelled. "Cum all over her face. Get her in the mouth."
Joe took his cock out of her mouth and began jerking off. Cheryl knew he was going to cum. She didn't care. She wanted to taste it in her mouth and feel it against her skin. Joe through his head shot his hot cum into Cheryl’s waiting mouth. Cheryl loved the taste of the salty spunk.
Jim announced was going to cum a minute after Cheryl swallowed the last drop of Joe's cum. He grabbed her by the waste and went as fast as his body would allow. Suddenly he pulled out and started shoting his load on her back as he screamed a Woooo! in relief.
Cheryl just laid there when Jim and Joe got up. She was so tired. Joe brought her towel and she cleaned off her face and back. Then Jim gave her a few tapes and said "pass these to your hubby. And make sure you will bring them back to me." Feeling ashamed but fulfilled she left.
"CHERYL," he screamed yet again.
"What honey?" she shouted back.
She continued to eat her breakfast. It was nine thirty in the morning, she cleaned the house and sent the k**s to school, she was entitled to some breakfast.
"Can you come up here for a second?"
She slammed her fists down into the table. "Yeah, I'll be there in a minute."
"Thanks babe."
She swirled her spoon around in her cereal bowl, counting backwards from thirty. Cheryl got off her chair and walked up the stairs. Each step seemed to be mocking her life. When she reached the top she was exhausted. This has been a hell of day, she thought to herself. And it is only nine thirty. She walked into the room. He was wearing his torn black pants and his red shirt.
"Hey dear," he said. He had a gut from his obsessions of beer and food, but he had muscle from his long days at the cemetery.
"What is it darling?" Despite the anger she felt, her words sounded pleasant and happy.
"If you have time I need you to run them tapes over Jim's house."
"I don't like going in his place," she said coldly. "That guy gives me the creeps. He is so...so..." she hunted for the right word, "perverted."
"I know he is, but would you? The sooner you go, the better. He's probably still passed out."
"Drinking will do that."
"So will you go?"
She thought about for a few seconds and decided some fresh air was exactly what she needed. Hell, on her way back she would go over and talk to her friend Julie. She hadn't seen Julie for a while.
"OK, I'll go."
"Thanks darling."
He kissed her and she left the room. Hopefully Jim was fast asleep. The guy was a nasty pervert. He sat down in his basement and watched pornos all day. He was perverted and disgusting. Pornos. Yuck. What so entertaining about a bunch of big breasted girls getting screwed by a bunch of men? She looked down at her small breasts. Her tits and her ass were both smaller than average. She had a pretty face but her legs were her best quality. Long and glamorous. Almost model worthy.
At ten in the morning she left the house. Jim's house was two blocks away from Cheryl's own home, so all she had to do was walk straight. The cool October air blew in her face. The clouds were gray, but it was very unlikely to rain. The weather man said so and the weather man on the TV station she watched was never wrong. She was surprised several times during the trip when out of the corner of her eyes she saw men on patios and porches checking her out. Guys have checked her out before, but never more than one a day. She wasn't dressed differently than her usual way, so she wondered what was going on.
By the time she got to Jim's front door, she lost count of the men that had checked her out. She felt kind of strange. She knocked on the door. She looked up at the house. It was lime green and the pants was pilling. There were seven steps leading up to the patio. The door she knocked on was to her right. She knocked again. Still nothing. She opened the door and got inside. She walked all over the bottom of the house and found nobody, then she heard Jim's voice from the basement. The whole place reeked of beer and cigarette smoke. The basement door was open when she found it, so she walked down the stairs slowly. When she will give Jim his tapes she would launch herself up the same steps and get the hell back home. She decided Julie had enough people to talk too.
Each step to the bottom creaked louder. Obviously Jim knew someone was making his way down the steps. But he wasn't saying anything. She waited by the bottom step and listened. She could hear heavy breathing coming from the room and girls. The girls were... Jim was watching a porno. She feared turning the corner and facing him. However, if she was ever going to get out of there she would have to do so. She took two deep breaths, shook her head back and forth, squeezed the tapes and turned. What Cheryl saw sickened her. Jim and his friend, a dirty man named Joe, were watching a porno on the TV. Her eyes were opened wide. She felt she would puke all over the hardwood floor that reeked of gasoline, oil and, of course, beer. Jim turned around and saw Cheryl staring at them.
She was about twenty feet from the couch. Instead of getting embarrassed, he smiled and said, "Hi, sweetie. What can I do for you?"
Joe turned to face her. He gave a toothless smile and turned his face back to the porno.
"My husband said these tapes are for you."
"Well come here and give them over."
Cheryl thought about it for a moment. These men were disgusting, sickening and perverted. Even worse they were drunk. But the hell with it, the sooner the tapes were out of her hands, the sooner she would go back to the safety of her house. She walked very slowly, tapes stretched out in her hands.
"Like what you see?" Jim asked, "this movie is fucking great."
In the porn movie, two guys were getting their cocks sucked on by a woman who had titties about the same size as Cheryl. Cheryl handed Jim the movies. Jim layed them at the side of the couch. Cheryl tried to leave, but ever so strangely was drawn to the movie. She was standing in front of them between the sofa and the TV. One of the men was now fucking the girl up the ass while she continued to suck on the other guy.
"Neat, huh" Jim said as he grabbed her hand and sat her on the couch between them. "You like this don't you," he continued and placed his hand on her thigh.
"What are you doing?" she only sounded a little disgusted.
"I saw your pretty leg, so I went for it," he replied.
Then she felt a second hand on her other thigh. She gulped. Both hands were stroking her thighs slowly. She stood still, just allowing them to do what they wanted.
She suddenly went all weak and helpless. In the porno both men were shooting their cum all over the girl's bare little chest. She was blushing. It looked so sexy. Not a bit dirty. Not at all perverted. Then she noticed to her shock that they had removed her panties. She became so absorbed in the movie that she didn't realised when and how they did it. She knew she should get the hell out of there but instead a force she couldn't explain made her stay and keep watching the porno film. On screen now there was a white guy fucking the shit out of an Asian lady. The guy was fucking her right in the ass. She felt a hand on her pussy, a finger rubbing between her pussy lips. Her mind screamed, “Oh fuck, that feels so good!”
She turn her head to see that both men had their cock out and jerking off on the dirty couch. As she looked at them neither of them let go of their penises. Both were about six inches, both looked clean, and both men took one of her hands and placed it on their cocks.
Like hypnotized she didn't reacted. They used her hands to stroke their cocks up and down. It came as no surprise to anyone, when they let go of her hands and let her stroke their cocks on her own. Their hands went back caressing her thighs and teasing her pussy. She was shocked at her own behavior, disturbed by her own inner desires, but undeniably turned on.
"Oh shit. We have a whore at ten o'clock." Jim was laughing. So was Joe.
Cheryl was never called a whore before. She didn't bother though. It was all like a dream. A very perverted dream.
Then Jim said to Joe, "I'll fuck her brains out right now".
She trembled as he talked about her like she was an object he could use. She felt so disgusting for what she was letting them do but yet so turned on. Against her rational will, she wanted to be like the girls in the porno. She wanted to be fucked. Like a doll Jim positioned her. He didn't bother pulling off her blouse, he just stuck it right in her pussy. It was tight fit but her pussy was very wet.
He forced it in and out for the first ten seconds, after that Cheryl’s pussy was dominated by Jim. He grabbed her by the waste and fucked her with all his energy. Cheryl couldn't believe how good it felt. Jim's motions were so perfect. Joe offered his cock to her mouth. She licked around Joe's cock. She kissed his piss hole and got a taste of pre-cum. Then she slid it in her mouth and slowly worked her way down to his balls, then went back up. Joe told her to suck him faster. So she did.
Jim was fucking that beautiful and proper wife doggy style while she sucked on Dirty Joe's cock. Jim's ball were flapping up and down as he fucked the life out of her. She gave Joe his first blow job in ten years. Joe was standing up on the couch now, fucking Cheryl's mouth. She no longer had the use of her face. Jim was now fucking her harder then ever. Cheryl could taste Joe's pre-cum in her mouth. She would look up at him with her eyes every once in a while. He was sweating everywhere and breathing heavier than when they first started. Cheryl could feel herself cuming too. Her pussy was sloppy wet. Her hands were holding on to Joe's legs so that she wouldn't fall, otherwise she would have start finger fucking herself.
"Oh God," Joe was moaning now. "I gotta cum."
"Give it to her," Joe yelled. "Cum all over her face. Get her in the mouth."
Joe took his cock out of her mouth and began jerking off. Cheryl knew he was going to cum. She didn't care. She wanted to taste it in her mouth and feel it against her skin. Joe through his head shot his hot cum into Cheryl’s waiting mouth. Cheryl loved the taste of the salty spunk.
Jim announced was going to cum a minute after Cheryl swallowed the last drop of Joe's cum. He grabbed her by the waste and went as fast as his body would allow. Suddenly he pulled out and started shoting his load on her back as he screamed a Woooo! in relief.
Cheryl just laid there when Jim and Joe got up. She was so tired. Joe brought her towel and she cleaned off her face and back. Then Jim gave her a few tapes and said "pass these to your hubby. And make sure you will bring them back to me." Feeling ashamed but fulfilled she left.
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