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BASIL?S CASTLE

BASIL?S CASTLE

Basil was so depressed?and he was humiliating himself, touching his hard penis while sniffing his wife?s scent in the highball that she?d put down. He?d snaked the glass off the table at the Tunstall?s party while Lindy was talking to that ass Saul Echerman, and then Basil had spirited the drink out to the far end of the Tunstall?s yard.

Then, Basil opened his zipper and began touching and pulling his hard dick as he sniffed the scent of Lucinda?s perfume and lip gloss on the ridge of the plastic cocktail cup. What was Lindy drinking?

Baso; sniffed the drink as he fondled himself. Oh yeah, a Sex On the Beach. How pretentious Americans were with their drinks. Why couldn?t they chug gin and water as Graham Greene and Basil himself did?

Lindy had barely spoken to Basil all week, after they?d had the stupid fight about her male friends, and Basil had told her that his home was his ?castle?. All he?d meant by it was, that though he enjoyed being Lucinda?s submissive in private, did she have to openly cuckold him as she did?

?And she was furious, and had told him he could enjoy his castle and not bother her at all?and she?d defected to the guest room.

?Jerk off all you want, too, loser?or go get laid!? Lindy had screamed?but Basil had been very careful not to play with himself to the point of orgasm.

It was still the story of his life?pulling his cock til the precum drowned it, his penis raging, the? veins on his shaft near bursting, feeling dizzy, rubbing his cock slowly..but without any encouragement from Lindy.

?Though previously to the fight about ?my home is my castle? Lucinda was teasing him constantly, encouraging his intense solo masturbation sessions, and helping him learn new and creative ways not to cum, now Basil never got to touch her.

Basil only ran off and secretly sniffed her panties or caught a discarded Kleenex with lipstick kisses on it. And of course then he?d pound his pud? ?til he was near Nirvana, and then pulling back. But she wouldn?t let him approach her at all, his Lindy.

The only thing was, Lucinda had not given up disciplining Basil, her feeling was it was the only way she could get him to keep up with the chores.

?So when he wasn?t lusting after her while she did her aerobics in a sweaty tank top, Lindy was throwing Basil across her knees and giving him the belt because he didn?t re-line the trash can.

?This has nothing to do with S&M play?you?re just a pathetic loser little boy who can?t function without fear of the strap.? Lindy had just said yesterday as she?d yanked Basil?s pants down and landed a razor strop across his bare buttocks thirty times, before ordering him in the corner for an hour.

As he?d snuffled in the corner, with his pants hanging down around his knees, Basil had longed for the old days?when Lindy would come to the corner after an hour or two and take Basil back to bed or to the couch and snuggle him, and tell him she knew he wasn?t trying to be a bad boy.

Sometimes she used to rub Vaseline or some sort of cold cream on his buttocks to make them feel better, and she?d sneak her fingers in between his legs and jerk him for a bit until he was quite excited?but not now! Now it had just been like his mother giving him a whipping and then sending him to the corner until the timer went off.

And now he was a wallflower WITH a wife at this goddamned faculty party!

Thinking of how hot Lindy looked at the party, and how she?d allowed him to peek through the door while she was getting ready?putting on lipstick, combing her hair, finding the right push-up bra.

?Lucinda was just amazing looking. And if Basil had been on good terms with her, she would have allowed him to kneel at her feet and touch himself while she got ready! But not now!

?She had just ignored him all week, and he?d had to beg her to come to the Tunstall?s. She?d only done so because she didn?t want to affect Basil?s job?he was coming up for tenure, and Artie Tunstall was on the committee.

Basil knew that if he wanted to get back into Lucinda?s good graces, he was going to have to tell her that he didn?t mind if she was openly seeing guys?when he was in the house! But that was too thick.

Now Rod Falkenstein and some little bimbo from the Department typing pool were playing grab-ass right in front of Basil. He was just behind a bush, but if they saw him with his peter out, all hell would break loose.

?C?mon Corie? Rod said as he tongued her ear or something. ?My wife?s a cold bitch?I know that you still care for me!? He was groping her like no one?s business, and looked a total fool to the masturbating Basil.

?Well if Gladys is a bitch, why did you bring her to the party, Rodney?? The little bimbo, Corie, was pulling away a bit, or pretending to. Basil receded further into the other end of the Tunstall?s yard, where the pool was.

He sniffed Lindy?s? drink again and rubbed his thick, over swollen prick. God, why was she so cruel to him? She had all day to fuck around while Basil was at work, and goodness knows on the weekends when he was trying to catch up on her lax household chores, Lucinda could go out and get laid all she liked.

But some of her ?fellows? lived with their parents, or in half-way houses for the criminally insane, Basil suspected, and they couldn?t afford to take Lindy to a motel.

Basil had seen more than one motel visit on his Visa bill this month, but Lucinda was sensible enough to know she couldn?t wipe out the household budget cuckolding him at inns.

And besides, she probably didn?t think she had to. She?d made Basil jump through all sorts of hoops in the past few months?public whippings in the back yard, being sexually teased by a group of women including his own secretary Nessie, who?d quit a week after.

One night two weeks before, Lindy had teased Basil?s cock until it was completely stiff, and then she?d tied a sponge to it, and made him rub it against the kitchen floor, scrubbing, while she danced in front of him wearing super-short shorts and fishnet stockings and high heels.

Lindy had also taken to teasing Basil while he was running on the basement Stairmaster, playing with the tip of his cock as he kept running up the escalating staircase?he?d run and run and Lindy?d just had the tip of her nails scratching Basil?s bulbous glans, and she?d laughed like a macaw!

Basil heard youthful screams, and a young woman in a bikini jumped in the pool, swam around and climbed out, just before he could stuff his dick back in his pants. ?Hi, I?m Yvette Tunstall, who?re you?? Coming up in the dark, Yvette squinted at Basil who forgot himself, staring at the young body in the white striped bikini.

?What?re you doin? out here?? Yvette came a little closer. ?Oooh?what?s that?? She reached out and grabbed Basil?s dick before he could shove it back in his zipper.

?You got a big one.? Yvette said cheerfully. ?Just playin? with your junk ?cause my Dad?s party is bored? Lookin? at me??

Basil gasped. ?I-I?m so sorry, Miss?I was taking a leak.? Yvette giggled.

?Sure you were?? Her speckled polish nails pulled at Basil?s swelling cock. He was absolutely? powerless. ?I?m at Pokey Juko right now.? Ah yes. Pocohantas Junior College. ?I?m going to transfer to WCWC as soon as my grades go up, and Dad says I can go there for free.?

Basil was terrified, but aroused. Her cleavage was just covered with little dribbles of water, and he could see that Yvette was getting closer and closer to perhaps putting his dick in her mouth. This would be the end of tenure?the end of his career at Western Commonwealth Women?s College!

Suddenly a couple of young men danced up behind her, one white and one black. ?Scooter and Freddy go to Pokey Juko with me. Look at the pervert I found, guys!?

?What the fuck?s going on here?? the black guy said as he got closer to Basil. Basil?s dick was getting more and more excited with Yvette?s ministrations, but now Freddy grabbed Basil?s shoulder and shook him and then knocked him into a rose bush.

?AAAGGH!? Basil screamed as his penis was clawed by many thorns. He pulled himself out and shoved his dick back in his pants. My God, how horrible that feels.

?Aw don?t be mad at him, Freddy? said Yvette, but she was smiling. Freddy got up in Basil?s face. ?I?d kick your ass for molesting Yvette, but I?m in Anger Management!?

Basil smiled. ?Why don?t you kids go get some beer and dinner, on me?? He pulled a twenty out of his wallet, but Scooter, the white kid, pulled the wallet from Basil?s hands and took out all the money, about eighty dollars.

He also took Basil?s ID. ?I?ll use this to get into bars, dude.? Then he tossed the wallet into Basil?s face and the three walked away, laughing.

Basil was upset, and more upset when he realized that he?d dropped Lindy?s drink cup, the wonderful scented thing, and that it had rolled into the pool.

I?ve got to get another one of her drinks to sniff, Basil thought. He went back across the long yard, into the house, passing Falkenstein and his whore, and prayed that Lindy might be friendly.

?Hey Basil, where you been?? Wallie Cobb glad handed him. ?Out in the yard admiring nature?? Basil tried to smile. How did an idiot like this become tenured? He knew about as much history as Tunstall?s spaniel, who was sleeping near the fireplace.

?Good to see you, Wallie.? Basil moved away and tried to push through a couple of women who were gabbling about the university Spring Carnival.? Grace Bezos, still super-hot with a tight polka-dotted sweater over her 44 year old mammoth boobs, grabbed Basil and gave him a big hug.

?How?s our precious Professor doing?? Then Grace felt Basil?s unwilling erection?it couldn?t go down that fast from the yard?and backed off a bit.

Great. Now she thinks I am some sort of satyr. Basil didn?t stay to witness Grace?s reaction, but kept moving through until she saw Lindy, now sitting on Echerman?s lap. Oh, she?s so beautiful, Basil thought. Look at that little top?practically gold lame.

?Hi honey!? Lindy smiled as she saw Basil. Basil was elated?though she was sitting on another man?s lap, at least she had given him the first positive salutation in a week. ?I?m working on Saul here to make sure you get your tenure!?

The way Lindy grinded her voluptuous hips into Echerman?s groin reminded Basil of many times when she?d bound him to the LaZ-Boy and rubbed the edge of her body stocking on his bare, cum-starved dick, to the movie ?Flashdance?.

Echerman grinned and kissed Lindy?s ear, while the blue haired Mrs. Echerman scowled at them both from the hall. ?Naples, your wife?s given me a hell of a good recommendation for you!? Lindy turned around and kissed Saul Echerman?s neck, and giggled.

The humiliation made Basil?s cock even harder. What was their life to come to if he was forced to kneel naked, watching her fuck various sleazeballs in the History Department?

Basil could just picture Lucinda making him do it?right now it was hard enough to stand here while she humiliated him by letting Echerman grope her. Revolting, it was!

Basil just didn?t know what to do now. What do I do? He didn?t want to piss Lindy off any more, but his instinct told him to knock Echerman?s dentures out.

But then again, he enjoyed teaching in the three? years he?d been at Western Commonwealth Women?s College?WCWC was packed with cute girls, and the work wasn?t hard.

And his wife was a slut anyway?Basil asked Lindy if he could refresh her drink, and picked up the glass, but Lindy was ignoring him and intensely talking with Echerman now, rubbing her miniskirted ass on his crotch.

Suddenly Falkenstein?s typing pool bimbo, what was her name? Cora? snaked by Basil, and winked at him. ?I saw you looking at us?Rod?s a fool!?? Cora or Crystal smiled as Basil was picking up Lindy?s drink.

Basil took Lindy?s drink and went into the bathroom?thank God there were no people in line. He locked the door and sniffed the glass. Oh, it?s been eight days since I was close enough to Lucinda to smell her perfume.

Basil found some liquid soap, and dropped his pants, sitting on the toilet. First he removed the rosebush thorns from his penis, and then he got to work on his masturbation.

?Basil began rubbing the creamy soap into his penis, realizing that within four hours his dick would be incredibly itchy, but what else to do?

Basil fumbled through his pants and brought out his wallet and pulled a picture of Lindy in a tight pink jersey out, and began rubbing his dick faster and faster. Alternately, he would pick up the picture and look at it, and pick up her glass and sniff it.

Strangely, he didn?t think of screwing Lindy?it had been years since she?d allowed that sort of thing?but just of their teasing sessions, the way she?d tie him up naked, and put on a hot little body stocking and run her manicured nails up and down his prick ?til he was crying to orgasm.

He?d thought it hell at the time, but Good God, it was wonderful! Why couldn?t he just be a good guy and let her fuck around? He could always just sneak off, stay in another room. It was his goddamned British pride.

He just couldn?t stand it that she wanted another man, and that she was touching him in Basil?s presence. Oooh, touching himself felt good. He wouldn?t get in trouble here as he had in a public restroom last month.

?Hey!? Basil jumped out of his skin and looked around him. Cloris or Cora, the typing bimbo looked out from behind the shower curtain. There was white powder on her nose.

?God, I?m so sorry. I?m Coral, you saw me and Rodney outside?? She blushed. ?I was tweaking on my compact mirror?you know, crystal meth? and hiding in the tub while I do it?looks like you?re having your own kinda fun.? Coral said, looking at Basil?s hand on his hard dick.

Oh, how Basil was humiliated. But aroused, still. Watching Coral climb out of the tub in her little silver dress, smiling, and pouring more methedrine from the vial onto her finger. ?Want some?? Coral asked, giggling. Oh, what the hell.

Basil snorted some of the powder, and almost immediately became very, VERY horny. Coral knelt in front of Basil and began stroking his cock with her pink nails. ?You like that, baby?what?s wrong, your whore wife is messing around with Mr. Echerman??

Basil gritted his teeth as Coral played with his cock more and more quickly, her slim fingers teasing and toying with the sweating glans. He could see straight down her tumescent cleavage, and it was making him more and more excited as the cocaine hit his bloodstream.

Coral kept rubbing and rubbing Basil?s cock, until he became so excited that he pushed her against the wall and was going to pull down her panties?oh he was ready?.

But when he reached between her legs, he felt?a penis! Coral smiled. ?Can?t even see my Adam?s apple, can you, Professor? Naples??

?Oh God?no.? Basil backed off. This was not good at all. But Coral looked a little hurt, and then somewhat angry. She/he/it snorted some more blow and then got up in Basil?s face.

?Are you rejecting me because of my operation?? Coral breathed in Basil?s face, and he uncomfortably saw her biceps bulging. ?Much of an asshole as Rod Falkenstein is, he at least loves me for myself, and doesn?t discriminate against me because I?m not a woman-born woman.?

?I?I think I must go now.? Basil babbled, and began pulling up his pants. Suddenly Coral picked Basil up by his collar?goodness she or he was strong?and shook him.

?Look here, Bud? came a rather deep voice. ?I don?t need a lot of rejection right now. I just went through a sixty-two thousand dollar operation, which your university?s health plan did not compensate me for. And also, my promotion from audio-visual technician to Bursary secretary gave me almost no raise.

Life?s been hard for me?I?ve had my eye on you? for a while, Basil. The least you can do is suck my dick!?

Basil pulled back, his heart racing with the crystal meth, and suddenly, the impossible happened. Coral took Basil in strong, muscular arms, and threw him across the bathtub, his pants still hanging down. All of a sudden, Basil felt a thick dick pounding in his ass.

IIINNN and OOOUTTT and IIINN and OUUUTT. Coral considerately stuffed her purse in Basil?s mouth so he couldn?t scream. Finally, Coral pulled her shit covered dick out of Basil?s ass. ?You are too loose down there!? Coral boomed.

She threw Basil on his knees. ?What, have you been getting? butt-fucked?? Basil looked up through swimming eyes. ?M-my wife has been using a gradually larger and larger strap-on dildo on me, and I was also raped in a public restroom by homeless bums recently.?

Coral laughed. ?And now you?re being raped in a private restroom. Go figure.? Coral grabbed Basil by the ears and slammed her fecally adorned dick into Basil?s mouth. ?Well you can lick your shit off this and give me an orgasm afterwards. ?

Coral slammed Basil?s head again and again. ?And don?t try to resist me, Professor Naples?I was Golden Gloves before my operation.?

Basil tried again to squirm his head off Coral?s cock, and finally the girl/boy became quite impatient. She pulled Basil?s belt out of his pants and threw him across the bathroom tub again, and lashed him. WHACK! THWACK! SLAP! SMACK!

?If your wife is using the strap-on on you, you?re probably a slaveboy, and this is the way to handle you.? Basil was really crying now?Coral was much stronger than Lindy, and with his senses heightened by tweaking meth, it was even more painful.

Basil didn?t object when Coral slammed his mouth on her shitty cock again. Basil sucked and sucked until finally Coral was moaning. Suddenly a big load of goo exploded in Basil?s mouth.

?There we go, now lick it up, clean my dick off, slaveboy?.that?s it.? Finally Coral pushed Basil?s head back. ?Now swallow?don?t you spit it out.? Coral pulled Basil?s hair back until he was facing the ceiling, and had no choice but to swallow the transsexual?s fetid semen.

Finally, Coral was bored with Basil, and left him in the bathroom to get himself together.

Basil?s dick was amazingly enough, harder than ever?But he shoved his penis into his pants, and zipped himself up, and put his belt back on. His ass hurt, his balls felt as if they were leaden, and he knew what he must do now.

Basil left the bathroom, made his way through the chattering faculty types, until he got to Lindy, who had left Echerman?s lap, and now was having an even more sparkling conversation with Hugh Munby, a young Teaching Assistant.

Basil could tell that Lindy was really talking to Hugh in a romantic way, and had seen Hugh drop his phone number into her purse. When Lindy saw Basil approach, she turned to him with cold eyes. ?Well, Basil?? Hugh backed off a bit, not understanding.

?Lindy, could I speak with you?I thought if you?re having a good time with Hugh here?? Basil licked his lips. ?Well, I was thinking I could drive you both to our house, and make you two something to eat?we have some great leftover roast beef, you know.?

Lindy?s eyes widened, and she gave Basil a genuine smile. ?You-you mean, that Basil? You don?t mind me having company in your precious Castle??

Basil looked imploringly at Lindy. ?Lucinda, it?s your Castle, darling. I?m just a vassal in your castle.?Sometimes it helps to have an advanced degree in mideval history, Basil thought.

Lindy smiled. ?Basil the Vassal?all right!?

An hour later, Hugh Munby and Lindy were cuddling on the living room loveseat. ?Are you sure all this is all right with Professor Naples?? Hugh asked nervously. Lindy laughed.

Suddenly they both looked up, and Professor Naples himself, naked except for high heels and a tiny apron not quite covering his rampant erection, came in with a tray of dinner and two champagne glasses for the guests in his Castle.

Although Hugh was a bit grossed out by the fact that a homely guy like Naples was also wearing light blue eye shadow and lipstick and rouge, the food was good, and the banging he gave Mrs. Naples later in their bedroom was just out of this world!

Neither noticed the chubby tranny rubbing his bulging member and peeking in through the door.

All was well for Basil, the Vassal in his Castle!

BASIL?S CASTLE

Basil was so depressed?and he was humiliating himself, touching his hard penis while sniffing his wife?s scent in the highball that she?d put down. He?d snaked the glass off the table at the Tunstall?s party while Lindy was talking to that ass Saul Echerman, and then Basil had spirited the drink out to the far end of the Tunstall?s yard.

Then, Basil opened his zipper and began touching and pulling his hard dick as he sniffed the scent of Lucinda?s perfume and lip gloss on the ridge of the plastic cocktail cup. What was Lindy drinking?

Baso; sniffed the drink as he fondled himself. Oh yeah, a Sex On the Beach. How pretentious Americans were with their drinks. Why couldn?t they chug gin and water as Graham Greene and Basil himself did?

Lindy had barely spoken to Basil all week, after they?d had the stupid fight about her male friends, and Basil had told her that his home was his ?castle?. All he?d meant by it was, that though he enjoyed being Lucinda?s submissive in private, did she have to openly cuckold him as she did?

?And she was furious, and had told him he could enjoy his castle and not bother her at all?and she?d defected to the guest room.

?Jerk off all you want, too, loser?or go get laid!? Lindy had screamed?but Basil had been very careful not to play with himself to the point of orgasm.

It was still the story of his life?pulling his cock til the precum drowned it, his penis raging, the? veins on his shaft near bursting, feeling dizzy, rubbing his cock slowly..but without any encouragement from Lindy.

?Though previously to the fight about ?my home is my castle? Lucinda was teasing him constantly, encouraging his intense solo masturbation sessions, and helping him learn new and creative ways not to cum, now Basil never got to touch her.

Basil only ran off and secretly sniffed her panties or caught a discarded Kleenex with lipstick kisses on it. And of course then he?d pound his pud? ?til he was near Nirvana, and then pulling back. But she wouldn?t let him approach her at all, his Lindy.

The only thing was, Lucinda had not given up disciplining Basil, her feeling was it was the only way she could get him to keep up with the chores.

?So when he wasn?t lusting after her while she did her aerobics in a sweaty tank top, Lindy was throwing Basil across her knees and giving him the belt because he didn?t re-line the trash can.

?This has nothing to do with S&M play?you?re just a pathetic loser little boy who can?t function without fear of the strap.? Lindy had just said yesterday as she?d yanked Basil?s pants down and landed a razor strop across his bare buttocks thirty times, before ordering him in the corner for an hour.

As he?d snuffled in the corner, with his pants hanging down around his knees, Basil had longed for the old days?when Lindy would come to the corner after an hour or two and take Basil back to bed or to the couch and snuggle him, and tell him she knew he wasn?t trying to be a bad boy.

Sometimes she used to rub Vaseline or some sort of cold cream on his buttocks to make them feel better, and she?d sneak her fingers in between his legs and jerk him for a bit until he was quite excited?but not now! Now it had just been like his mother giving him a whipping and then sending him to the corner until the timer went off.

And now he was a wallflower WITH a wife at this goddamned faculty party!

Thinking of how hot Lindy looked at the party, and how she?d allowed him to peek through the door while she was getting ready?putting on lipstick, combing her hair, finding the right push-up bra.

?Lucinda was just amazing looking. And if Basil had been on good terms with her, she would have allowed him to kneel at her feet and touch himself while she got ready! But not now!

?She had just ignored him all week, and he?d had to beg her to come to the Tunstall?s. She?d only done so because she didn?t want to affect Basil?s job?he was coming up for tenure, and Artie Tunstall was on the committee.

Basil knew that if he wanted to get back into Lucinda?s good graces, he was going to have to tell her that he didn?t mind if she was openly seeing guys?when he was in the house! But that was too thick.

Now Rod Falkenstein and some little bimbo from the Department typing pool were playing grab-ass right in front of Basil. He was just behind a bush, but if they saw him with his peter out, all hell would break loose.

?C?mon Corie? Rod said as he tongued her ear or something. ?My wife?s a cold bitch?I know that you still care for me!? He was groping her like no one?s business, and looked a total fool to the masturbating Basil.

?Well if Gladys is a bitch, why did you bring her to the party, Rodney?? The little bimbo, Corie, was pulling away a bit, or pretending to. Basil receded further into the other end of the Tunstall?s yard, where the pool was.

He sniffed Lindy?s? drink again and rubbed his thick, over swollen prick. God, why was she so cruel to him? She had all day to fuck around while Basil was at work, and goodness knows on the weekends when he was trying to catch up on her lax household chores, Lucinda could go out and get laid all she liked.

But some of her ?fellows? lived with their parents, or in half-way houses for the criminally insane, Basil suspected, and they couldn?t afford to take Lindy to a motel.

Basil had seen more than one motel visit on his Visa bill this month, but Lucinda was sensible enough to know she couldn?t wipe out the household budget cuckolding him at inns.

And besides, she probably didn?t think she had to. She?d made Basil jump through all sorts of hoops in the past few months?public whippings in the back yard, being sexually teased by a group of women including his own secretary Nessie, who?d quit a week after.

One night two weeks before, Lindy had teased Basil?s cock until it was completely stiff, and then she?d tied a sponge to it, and made him rub it against the kitchen floor, scrubbing, while she danced in front of him wearing super-short shorts and fishnet stockings and high heels.

Lindy had also taken to teasing Basil while he was running on the basement Stairmaster, playing with the tip of his cock as he kept running up the escalating staircase?he?d run and run and Lindy?d just had the tip of her nails scratching Basil?s bulbous glans, and she?d laughed like a macaw!

Basil heard youthful screams, and a young woman in a bikini jumped in the pool, swam around and climbed out, just before he could stuff his dick back in his pants. ?Hi, I?m Yvette Tunstall, who?re you?? Coming up in the dark, Yvette squinted at Basil who forgot himself, staring at the young body in the white striped bikini.

?What?re you doin? out here?? Yvette came a little closer. ?Oooh?what?s that?? She reached out and grabbed Basil?s dick before he could shove it back in his zipper.

?You got a big one.? Yvette said cheerfully. ?Just playin? with your junk ?cause my Dad?s party is bored? Lookin? at me??

Basil gasped. ?I-I?m so sorry, Miss?I was taking a leak.? Yvette giggled.

?Sure you were?? Her speckled polish nails pulled at Basil?s swelling cock. He was absolutely? powerless. ?I?m at Pokey Juko right now.? Ah yes. Pocohantas Junior College. ?I?m going to transfer to WCWC as soon as my grades go up, and Dad says I can go there for free.?

Basil was terrified, but aroused. Her cleavage was just covered with little dribbles of water, and he could see that Yvette was getting closer and closer to perhaps putting his dick in her mouth. This would be the end of tenure?the end of his career at Western Commonwealth Women?s College!

Suddenly a couple of young men danced up behind her, one white and one black. ?Scooter and Freddy go to Pokey Juko with me. Look at the pervert I found, guys!?

?What the fuck?s going on here?? the black guy said as he got closer to Basil. Basil?s dick was getting more and more excited with Yvette?s ministrations, but now Freddy grabbed Basil?s shoulder and shook him and then knocked him into a rose bush.

?AAAGGH!? Basil screamed as his penis was clawed by many thorns. He pulled himself out and shoved his dick back in his pants. My God, how horrible that feels.

?Aw don?t be mad at him, Freddy? said Yvette, but she was smiling. Freddy got up in Basil?s face. ?I?d kick your ass for molesting Yvette, but I?m in Anger Management!?

Basil smiled. ?Why don?t you kids go get some beer and dinner, on me?? He pulled a twenty out of his wallet, but Scooter, the white kid, pulled the wallet from Basil?s hands and took out all the money, about eighty dollars.

He also took Basil?s ID. ?I?ll use this to get into bars, dude.? Then he tossed the wallet into Basil?s face and the three walked away, laughing.

Basil was upset, and more upset when he realized that he?d dropped Lindy?s drink cup, the wonderful scented thing, and that it had rolled into the pool.

I?ve got to get another one of her drinks to sniff, Basil thought. He went back across the long yard, into the house, passing Falkenstein and his whore, and prayed that Lindy might be friendly.

?Hey Basil, where you been?? Wallie Cobb glad handed him. ?Out in the yard admiring nature?? Basil tried to smile. How did an idiot like this become tenured? He knew about as much history as Tunstall?s spaniel, who was sleeping near the fireplace.

?Good to see you, Wallie.? Basil moved away and tried to push through a couple of women who were gabbling about the university Spring Carnival.? Grace Bezos, still super-hot with a tight polka-dotted sweater over her 44 year old mammoth boobs, grabbed Basil and gave him a big hug.

?How?s our precious Professor doing?? Then Grace felt Basil?s unwilling erection?it couldn?t go down that fast from the yard?and backed off a bit.

Great. Now she thinks I am some sort of satyr. Basil didn?t stay to witness Grace?s reaction, but kept moving through until she saw Lindy, now sitting on Echerman?s lap. Oh, she?s so beautiful, Basil thought. Look at that little top?practically gold lame.

?Hi honey!? Lindy smiled as she saw Basil. Basil was elated?though she was sitting on another man?s lap, at least she had given him the first positive salutation in a week. ?I?m working on Saul here to make sure you get your tenure!?

The way Lindy grinded her voluptuous hips into Echerman?s groin reminded Basil of many times when she?d bound him to the LaZ-Boy and rubbed the edge of her body stocking on his bare, cum-starved dick, to the movie ?Flashdance?.

Echerman grinned and kissed Lindy?s ear, while the blue haired Mrs. Echerman scowled at them both from the hall. ?Naples, your wife?s given me a hell of a good recommendation for you!? Lindy turned around and kissed Saul Echerman?s neck, and giggled.

The humiliation made Basil?s cock even harder. What was their life to come to if he was forced to kneel naked, watching her fuck various sleazeballs in the History Department?

Basil could just picture Lucinda making him do it?right now it was hard enough to stand here while she humiliated him by letting Echerman grope her. Revolting, it was!

Basil just didn?t know what to do now. What do I do? He didn?t want to piss Lindy off any more, but his instinct told him to knock Echerman?s dentures out.

But then again, he enjoyed teaching in the three? years he?d been at Western Commonwealth Women?s College?WCWC was packed with cute girls, and the work wasn?t hard.

And his wife was a slut anyway?Basil asked Lindy if he could refresh her drink, and picked up the glass, but Lindy was ignoring him and intensely talking with Echerman now, rubbing her miniskirted ass on his crotch.

Suddenly Falkenstein?s typing pool bimbo, what was her name? Cora? snaked by Basil, and winked at him. ?I saw you looking at us?Rod?s a fool!?? Cora or Crystal smiled as Basil was picking up Lindy?s drink.

Basil took Lindy?s drink and went into the bathroom?thank God there were no people in line. He locked the door and sniffed the glass. Oh, it?s been eight days since I was close enough to Lucinda to smell her perfume.

Basil found some liquid soap, and dropped his pants, sitting on the toilet. First he removed the rosebush thorns from his penis, and then he got to work on his masturbation.

?Basil began rubbing the creamy soap into his penis, realizing that within four hours his dick would be incredibly itchy, but what else to do?

Basil fumbled through his pants and brought out his wallet and pulled a picture of Lindy in a tight pink jersey out, and began rubbing his dick faster and faster. Alternately, he would pick up the picture and look at it, and pick up her glass and sniff it.

Strangely, he didn?t think of screwing Lindy?it had been years since she?d allowed that sort of thing?but just of their teasing sessions, the way she?d tie him up naked, and put on a hot little body stocking and run her manicured nails up and down his prick ?til he was crying to orgasm.

He?d thought it hell at the time, but Good God, it was wonderful! Why couldn?t he just be a good guy and let her fuck around? He could always just sneak off, stay in another room. It was his goddamned British pride.

He just couldn?t stand it that she wanted another man, and that she was touching him in Basil?s presence. Oooh, touching himself felt good. He wouldn?t get in trouble here as he had in a public restroom last month.

?Hey!? Basil jumped out of his skin and looked around him. Cloris or Cora, the typing bimbo looked out from behind the shower curtain. There was white powder on her nose.

?God, I?m so sorry. I?m Coral, you saw me and Rodney outside?? She blushed. ?I was tweaking on my compact mirror?you know, crystal meth? and hiding in the tub while I do it?looks like you?re having your own kinda fun.? Coral said, looking at Basil?s hand on his hard dick.

Oh, how Basil was humiliated. But aroused, still. Watching Coral climb out of the tub in her little silver dress, smiling, and pouring more methedrine from the vial onto her finger. ?Want some?? Coral asked, giggling. Oh, what the hell.

Basil snorted some of the powder, and almost immediately became very, VERY horny. Coral knelt in front of Basil and began stroking his cock with her pink nails. ?You like that, baby?what?s wrong, your whore wife is messing around with Mr. Echerman??

Basil gritted his teeth as Coral played with his cock more and more quickly, her slim fingers teasing and toying with the sweating glans. He could see straight down her tumescent cleavage, and it was making him more and more excited as the cocaine hit his bloodstream.

Coral kept rubbing and rubbing Basil?s cock, until he became so excited that he pushed her against the wall and was going to pull down her panties?oh he was ready?.

But when he reached between her legs, he felt?a penis! Coral smiled. ?Can?t even see my Adam?s apple, can you, Professor? Naples??

?Oh God?no.? Basil backed off. This was not good at all. But Coral looked a little hurt, and then somewhat angry. She/he/it snorted some more blow and then got up in Basil?s face.

?Are you rejecting me because of my operation?? Coral breathed in Basil?s face, and he uncomfortably saw her biceps bulging. ?Much of an asshole as Rod Falkenstein is, he at least loves me for myself, and doesn?t discriminate against me because I?m not a woman-born woman.?

?I?I think I must go now.? Basil babbled, and began pulling up his pants. Suddenly Coral picked Basil up by his collar?goodness she or he was strong?and shook him.

?Look here, Bud? came a rather deep voice. ?I don?t need a lot of rejection right now. I just went through a sixty-two thousand dollar operation, which your university?s health plan did not compensate me for. And also, my promotion from audio-visual technician to Bursary secretary gave me almost no raise.

Life?s been hard for me?I?ve had my eye on you? for a while, Basil. The least you can do is suck my dick!?

Basil pulled back, his heart racing with the crystal meth, and suddenly, the impossible happened. Coral took Basil in strong, muscular arms, and threw him across the bathtub, his pants still hanging down. All of a sudden, Basil felt a thick dick pounding in his ass.

IIINNN and OOOUTTT and IIINN and OUUUTT. Coral considerately stuffed her purse in Basil?s mouth so he couldn?t scream. Finally, Coral pulled her shit covered dick out of Basil?s ass. ?You are too loose down there!? Coral boomed.

She threw Basil on his knees. ?What, have you been getting? butt-fucked?? Basil looked up through swimming eyes. ?M-my wife has been using a gradually larger and larger strap-on dildo on me, and I was also raped in a public restroom by homeless bums recently.?

Coral laughed. ?And now you?re being raped in a private restroom. Go figure.? Coral grabbed Basil by the ears and slammed her fecally adorned dick into Basil?s mouth. ?Well you can lick your shit off this and give me an orgasm afterwards. ?

Coral slammed Basil?s head again and again. ?And don?t try to resist me, Professor Naples?I was Golden Gloves before my operation.?

Basil tried again to squirm his head off Coral?s cock, and finally the girl/boy became quite impatient. She pulled Basil?s belt out of his pants and threw him across the bathroom tub again, and lashed him. WHACK! THWACK! SLAP! SMACK!

?If your wife is using the strap-on on you, you?re probably a slaveboy, and this is the way to handle you.? Basil was really crying now?Coral was much stronger than Lindy, and with his senses heightened by tweaking meth, it was even more painful.

Basil didn?t object when Coral slammed his mouth on her shitty cock again. Basil sucked and sucked until finally Coral was moaning. Suddenly a big load of goo exploded in Basil?s mouth.

?There we go, now lick it up, clean my dick off, slaveboy?.that?s it.? Finally Coral pushed Basil?s head back. ?Now swallow?don?t you spit it out.? Coral pulled Basil?s hair back until he was facing the ceiling, and had no choice but to swallow the transsexual?s fetid semen.

Finally, Coral was bored with Basil, and left him in the bathroom to get himself together.

Basil?s dick was amazingly enough, harder than ever?But he shoved his penis into his pants, and zipped himself up, and put his belt back on. His ass hurt, his balls felt as if they were leaden, and he knew what he must do now.

Basil left the bathroom, made his way through the chattering faculty types, until he got to Lindy, who had left Echerman?s lap, and now was having an even more sparkling conversation with Hugh Munby, a young Teaching Assistant.

Basil could tell that Lindy was really talking to Hugh in a romantic way, and had seen Hugh drop his phone number into her purse. When Lindy saw Basil approach, she turned to him with cold eyes. ?Well, Basil?? Hugh backed off a bit, not understanding.

?Lindy, could I speak with you?I thought if you?re having a good time with Hugh here?? Basil licked his lips. ?Well, I was thinking I could drive you both to our house, and make you two something to eat?we have some great leftover roast beef, you know.?

Lindy?s eyes widened, and she gave Basil a genuine smile. ?You-you mean, that Basil? You don?t mind me having company in your precious Castle??

Basil looked imploringly at Lindy. ?Lucinda, it?s your Castle, darling. I?m just a vassal in your castle.?Sometimes it helps to have an advanced degree in mideval history, Basil thought.

Lindy smiled. ?Basil the Vassal?all right!?

An hour later, Hugh Munby and Lindy were cuddling on the living room loveseat. ?Are you sure all this is all right with Professor Naples?? Hugh asked nervously. Lindy laughed.

Suddenly they both looked up, and Professor Naples himself, naked except for high heels and a tiny apron not quite covering his rampant erection, came in with a tray of dinner and two champagne glasses for the guests in his Castle.

Although Hugh was a bit grossed out by the fact that a homely guy like Naples was also wearing light blue eye shadow and lipstick and rouge, the food was good, and the banging he gave Mrs. Naples later in their bedroom was just out of this world!

Neither noticed the chubby tranny rubbing his bulging member and peeking in through the door.

All was well for Basil, the Vassal in his Castle!

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The United Kingdom of Zoo A fake BBC documentary seriess12e07 Cora Toney 25 from Newcastle

We start this week’s show with establishing shots of a large allotment on a sunny day – lots of small gardens sectioned off from one another, middle aged men avoiding their families – growing flowers, vegetables, or just hiding in garden sheds – and then we’re looking at a large blue-grey Weimaraner ... Watching for a moment as he sniffs around the corner of a garden shed, then turns, cocks his leg, and pisses on it... And then, stepping out from behind the shed, catching a little of that...

Saturday night in Newcastle

Gonna keep this short, as it could have been much longer lol, but putting this on as so many people asking what I got up to last Saturday lol, saves me repeating it.Out for a drink round town with husband, i owed his sex in a pub toilet (long story there lol), so later on Saturday night he reminded me and said he would txt if gents was empty and safe to follow him. If no txt, then I was to open my legs and give him a flash when he walks back to table. I didn’t look at my phone because a guy had...

BarbaraChapter 6

When Barbara awakened the next morning the bed was empty. Since it was Sunday, she knew that no one had to do anything that day. Looking around the room, the only article of her clothing she could find was her shirt. Slipping it on, she padded out to the living room and found the apartment was empty. In the kitchen she found a note from Marie telling her to use the toiletries laid out in the bathroom and that she and Ken would be back from church by twelve. Looking at the clock she found it...

Jean Part 1

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‘You have to actually get out of the truck.’ Reid bit back a smile as he stood outside her open door. Don’t wanna. His family was pouring out the restaurant, and she wasn’t sure this was such a good idea. ‘Joanne will need me at the store. We should just go back.’ He shook his head. ‘Not working, baby. Jo is fine, Taylor is fine, and the store is closed Sunday. You’re missing a whole two days. Oh no,’ he teased. Letting his smile break free, he gentled his tone, ‘No one will bite you, I...

Ayesha Banu

1. “I’d like to see something old,” said the customer, a good-looking foreigner with salt-and-pepper hair. “I’m in India, after all. I’m after something that has a provenance. My wife is the daughter of a billionaire and I need something unique.”I was watching the scene from my viewport in the back office and I could see that the salesgirl looked disappointed. She was on commission and she could see that this well-heeled American customer wanted something that she could not sell. The American...

An Amazing Night With An Indian Trans Woman

Now this story is a fantasy I have, maybe a little bit more than that. I see myself as a bisexual top. I’ve mostly been with women but have also experienced some guys too. I have always wanted to be with a trans woman.However, I see them as the best of both worlds. I don’t purely sexualize them though, to me this story is a fantasy. But a trans woman is just another woman, with a little bit extra.The sun shines brightly over the city of New Delhi as I walk towards the hotel reception desk. The...

Loving my new jobs

Chapter IThe summer before I left for college, I was trying to make extra money. Besides my full time job at a nearby Amusement Park (Action Park for those who care), I had put flyers in the mailboxes of my neighborhood offering my services for yard work, pet care, etc. As it was summer, a number of people had called me to care for their pets while they went on vacation. Around the middle of July, a couple that had recently moved into the neighborhood called to see if I was available to watch...

Justice League Knocked Out

The justice league are the defenders of Earth, the greatest heroes humanity has to offer. But even they are not infallible. Even the mightiest of superheroes can be taken down a peg with just one lucky blow, one unfortunate circumstance, one unlucky matchup... or just the right amount of pressure to the right areas. And from there, anything can happen. Luckily the sort of people who would knock out a Justice Leaguer is never the sort who would abuse such a position of power after the fact......

Addicted to Love

There are certain sounds, certain smells associated with hospitals. The steady, comforting beep of the monitors. The chemical tang of antiseptic. The faint, barely detectible scent of human bodies as they go through the spasms of illness and injury. The soft, imperceptible trickle of the IV tube. This wasn’t a hospital, but those same things were present nonetheless. The man on the bed was restrained with heavy leather straps. These straps were padded on the interior, and carefully applied so...

I Love You SeanChapter 3

I lay there, still horny. Sean my beloved had cum once, then again, then a third time, and he was now sound asleep, curled up like a baby. He told me once that his personal record was five orgasms in a day, he even remembered her name, used to play ball against her husband. But that was only one time; since then, he hasn't hit five again, even with me. I think he was dreaming about hitting five again. As for me, though I had screamed my orgasms each time I felt his delicious cum spurt into...

ProeliatorChapter 7

During the night I had the hot tub drained and then filled once more. There had been a lot of dirt usually at the bottom and I needed a way of rinsing most of the dirt off in a shower before entering the tub. I made do with a basin and some soap to get off the worst of it. I wanted this invention shown in a good light to the Romans. I had just got settled in the tub when Publia and Mamercus walked by. They had not seen me but appeared to be looking for me anyway. I waved and said, "Over...

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