21 comments/ 135760 views/ 100 favorites A T-Girl Fairy Tale By: ruwild Jared tossed the last bit of horse manure onto the highly stacked wheelbarrow. With a heavy sigh he gripped the handles and lifted. His muscular arms strained and bulged as he pushed the unwieldy load out the stable door to the large pile where he would deposit it until it was needed for the gardens. Sweat ran in rivulets down over his mostly hairless chest, then on down over his rippled abs to be soaked up by the waist band of his breeches. His skin was tanned from his new duties working the fields and gardens of the small estate where he once had been lord and master. Well, at least the son of the lord and master. Where before he'd spent his time with studies and hunting, now it seemed that he was doomed to only toil as a worker on an estate that once has been his home. He was no more than another beast of burden pulling in the traces set about his shoulders by his step-mother. He dumped his load of manure at the edge of the pile and at the thought of that woman he spat upon the ground. A clinging harpy who had conned his poor father into a betrothal complete with her and her daughters as heirs. His father had been completely smitten with her too, saying how she was the first woman that truly understood him. She was willing to talk about hunting, politics, and farming. The three things most dear to his heart. So much so that he signed all the papers making them heirs and agreed for them to move onto the modest estate before they were even married! They slept in separate bedrooms for a month as she spent his money on a lavish wedding. Then on the wedding night during the consummation of the marriage, father's heart gave out and he died in her arms. A tear slid from the corner of one of Jared's deep brown eyes as he thought of his father. Flipping his sweat drenched brown hair back out of those eyes he turned and trudged back into the stables. She had put on a great show as she mourned father's death. She hid behind a kerchief and sobbed when ever someone who might take pity on her was within ear shot. As was custom she wore black for a month, but at the soonest opportunity she was back in her brightly colored dresses with the low cut bodices. A month after that found her planning a small affair where she invited as many of the local unattached royalty as was reasonably acceptable so soon after the death of a spouse. Princess Angel Angel yawned and adjusted her crown. She looked over the swirling crowd of dancers from upon the dais with a small sense of despair. Time and again her advisers had told her she needed to find a husband to solidify her position as Queen. Court intrigue being what it is, she knew her regent, Dutchess Dortello and the advisors were right. She had long since come of age and there was still no one she was interested in being attached to in a husband and wife kind of way. She found several of the butlers and one of the stable boys most interesting for the occasional, or more precisely, nightly diversion, but that was all. Angel couldn't help but smile as she thought about the first time she dallied with one of the stable boys. She had been sure she was madly in love with Roland. He had been a couple of years her senior and nicely muscled with shoulder length blonde hair and sparkling blue eyes. He was always very nice to her and listened intently as she regaled him with tales from court. Whenever Angel was around him she had to try very hard to hide her interest in him from showing in her riding breeches. Finally one day when Angel returned from her ride she couldn't resist any longer and decided she had to have the older boy. She dismounted her horse, pushed him against one of the stall doors and kissed him passionately. When she broke the kiss he said, "Princess Angel! I'm flattered, but I could get banished from the kingdom if I'm caught kissing you!" "Believe me, I have much more than kissing in mind. After all I'm a young woman and it is time I tasted the fruits of love!" Angel fumbled for the latch on the stable door and after popping the door open pushed him into the freshly cleaned stall. There was clean straw on the floor and grain in the manger awaiting Angel's horse. Angel kissed Roland again and unabashedly slipped her hand down the front of his breeches gripping his firm penis in her hand. He wasn't very big in that way but that held no concern for Angel, after all she was plenty big enough for both of them. With a quick pull of her other hand Angel untied the drawstring on Roland's breeches and they dropped to the floor of the stable. She then grabbed his billowing shirt and easily pulled it over his head. Roland stood there naked with his breeches in a pool about his booted feet. Angel pulled her own shirt over her head and casually draped it over the top of the stable door. She reached out and pulled his mouth to her uncovered breast, moaning in ecstasy as its warm wetness enveloped her nipple. Roland wasn't very experienced, but he was certainly enthusiastic and Angel noticed he was no longer protesting about banishment. As Roland roughly worked her nipple Angel untied her own breeches and let them drop around her feet. When Roland came up for air from his work on Angel's nipple he saw how much she wanted him for the first time. The sun was slanting in through a window high up on the stable's wall and the light illuminated both their young bodies. Roland's body was well muscled and smooth, almost hairless, with his prick standing straight out from his hips. Angel's was curvaceous with her firm young breasts and a noticeably larger prick standing out from her own hips. Roland couldn't help but gape at the princess's large hard penis as it pointed at his own smaller cock. He looked at her then back at himself. The difference in size was unmistakable. Angel grinned and said to him, "Don't worry, your size doesn't matter to me because I plan on us using mine. I heard one of the butlers tell one of the maids he was preparing to screw that if she sucked on it first it would get all slippery and go in a lot easier. It makes sense to me so I think you should do it too." Angel reached out and gripped Roland's head. With a strength born of lust she easily pulled him to his knees in front of her throbbing cock. The head of her cock bumped against his closed lips. She looked down at him past those round young breasts and asked, "What's wrong? Open your mouth and make me slippery so it's easier for me to push into you. You don't want our first time to hurt do you?" Roland had tears in his eyes as he shook his head no. He slowly opened his mouth and the head of Angel's big cock slipped inside. Angel moaned and tried to push her womanly member deeper into his mouth. Roland resisted but to no avail. Angel, holding his head tightly, pushed until she was at the back of his throat and immediately came hard. Roland gagged on her cum as Angel stood there and quivered while after shocks from her first orgasm with an actual boy washed over her young body. Angel pulled herself from his mouth and looked at Roland. Her cock was still very hard and she was quite ready for more, but now in the waning excitement of a spent orgasm she saw that she hadn't really been in love with Roland, just in lust with his body. After all, he was only a stable boy. "On your feet." She ordered. "Now bend over the manger." Roland did as he was told. He could hear in her voice that things had changed and he was no longer a love interest. He knew that he was now there for her pleasure. He assumed the position she required and waited tensely as she stepped up behind him. Angel repeated to Roland what she'd heard the butler tell the maid, "Just relax and I'll slip right into you, then some proper thrusting can take us to new heights." Angel pressed the head of her cock against Roland's quivering rectum and began to push. Roland moaned in pain as his sphincter stretched open and the tip started into him, but before the head of Angel's cock could get inside his hole, it quit stretching. Angel pushed harder and his unwilling hole stretched just a bit more as another moan of pain issued from Roland's lips. Angel's instincts told her that there was going to be a lot of moaning and stretching before she got inside Roland. Angel gripped his hips tightly in her strong hands, pushed again then relaxed, pushed again then relaxed, each time gaining just a little bit more depth and a groan from Roland. They were both sweating in the afternoon heat and Roland was actually dripping sweat on the floor of the stall. He was terrified, afraid he might make too much noise and draw the attention of the Stable Master, but Princess Angel's penis wasn't fitting in him and he was pretty sure it was never going to fit. He knew he was going to have hand shaped bruises on his hips from her tight grip and he also thought he might faint from the pain. Angel pushed yet again and the pain that exploded in his arse made his head swim. His tight ass was making Angel's cock hurt like hell, but she was so close to having the head inside him she couldn't stop. With one last Herculean shove she finally forced the head past his iron tight sphincter. Angel felt elated that she could finally get started with some real screwing when Roland turned to dead weight in her hands. As he collapsed to the floor of the stall her cock made a popping noise when his ass pulled free. Angel thought in horror, 'Oh my God, I've killed him with my cock!' She knelt beside him and placed a hand on his chest, she could feel his life's beat and he was breathing. Angel let out a sigh of relief and stood back up. Her cock was going limp and in truth it was hurting quite a bit. She thought, 'I would have thought sex was much more enjoyable considering how much the butler and maid moan when they do it.' Angel redressed and slipped from the stall to head back up to the castle. A New Plaything Jared was stoking the cooking fire for the evening meal when his two step sisters entered the kitchen. Patrice was a year his senior and Evelyn two years his junior. Patrice was wearing a low cut light blue country dress that fitted tightly from the hips up. The blue matched the blue in her eyes and she had a matching blue ribbon in her golden hair which cascaded down to the middle of her back. She was thin but not bony and had a nicely shaped almost athletic figure. Evelyn had a fuller figure with broad hips creating more distinct curves. The low cut pink dress was cut the same as her sisters, but her breasts were much more prominent. Her eyes were brown and her hair was a dark auburn brown that hung to her shoulders. Patrice was the tallest, but both girls were more than several inches taller than Jared himself. Under different circumstances Jared would have believed both young women to be attractive, but they tormented him whenever possible and since they were the offspring of The Harpy he couldn't tolerate being near them. Both Patrice and Evelyn had on separate occasions and more than once caught him alone in the hallway. There they would push up against him and feel him up. Evelyn wasn't as rough as Patrice, but she was still very persistent. One day Patrice had even shoved her hand down his breeches and stuck her finger into his ass. Jared had shoved her violently away and was preparing to clout her when she said, "Now, now, if you strike me Mother will have the blacksmith clamp you in irons for her to whip. You remember how that felt. I didn't hurt you or anything, besides it was only my finger." With her nose in the air she turned on her heal and headed down the hall. As she walked away Jared wasn't sure, but he thought he heard her say, 'Only my finger...for now.' "So what will you be serving for dinner tonight Jared?" Patrice purred. "Potato soup. Roast mutton with leeks." He said shortly. "Oooo two of my favorites." She said sarcastically. "Well if your mother hadn't spent all that money on the wedding we'd have more choices in the larder." Patrice took two quick steps across the kitchen and slapped Jared hard across the face. "I'll not have you speaking about mother in that fashion. You're lucky she allows you to stay here at all. She could have sent you to serve in the Regent's Army." Jared rubbed the side of his face and thought, 'I'm just about ready to abandon father's farm and join myself.' But he wisely said nothing out loud. In a commanding voice she continued, "Evelyn and I require your...ah...services in our rooms. Since you do not have anything on the stove for now and mother plans to dine in town with the Earl of Scranton I want you to wait dinner and attend us first. Come Evelyn, let us prepare for Jared's help in our suite." As Jared watched his step sisters swish from the room he thought that Evelyn was holding her hands in an odd way in front of her. To his mind they were just odd in general though so he released a heavy sigh, dampened down the fire so it wouldn't be out by the time he returned, and followed them from the room. The sisters were already in the suite when he arrived and the doors were closed. He considered not knocking, but didn't feel like hearing the 'Knocking Lecture' again so he rapped smartly on the dark wooden doors. "Enter." Came from within. Jared gripped the brass knob, turned and pushed the door open. As soon as he stepped inside the room something hit the back of his head and his world went dark. When Jared came to he was trussed up and tied to a small wooden side table that was about waist high. The very next thing he noticed was that he was buck naked. 'Oh hell,' he thought 'they're going to whip me like their mom.' He struggled against his bonds to no avail as he attempted to look around the room for his wicked step sisters. They were standing behind him outside of his field of vision, watching him struggle. The dresses were gone and each girl was only wearing her corset. The corsets matched the dresses and gave the girls dramatically curvy shapes. Even Patrice's small breasts looked round and full as they spilled out of the top of her blue corset. Evelyn's breasts needed no help and were barely contained within the top of her yellow one. Patrice spoke from behind Jared, "Feeling a bit helpless little brother?" "Let me up at once. I've done nothing to deserve a whipping!" Both the girls giggled at that and Patrice continued in a haughty voice, "My dear little brother, we have no intention of whipping you! Using you for our pleasure certainly, but not whipping you. Unless you fail to provide us with that needed pleasure." The menace in her voice was unmistakable. "With Mother away in the city visiting the duke you can expect to be spending some quality time with your loving step sisters. Evelyn I believe that the time has come to show our little brother how much we love him." Jared heard their foot steps on the floor as they each walked down either side of him and came to a stop in front of him where he could see them. Jared's mouth dropped open in shock for there before him stood his two step sisters in their corsets. That would have been shock enough, yet to his greater amazement each girl had a stiff penis standing out from her crotch where her little cunny should have been. Jared stuttered, "WWWWhat the hhhell! You're boys? I thought you were girls!" "We are girls silly! Look at these breasts. Do boys have breasts like these?" "Well...no, but girls don't have cocks like those either!" "Oh! These little things? Patrice said with mild surprise in her voice, "Yes I suppose most girls do not, but they're sooo satisfying, I would bet they would have them if they could." The girls reached down and each gripped her cock. Patrice's was long and thin, matching her slight build. While Evelyn's was shorter, but very thick, so thick in fact she couldn't quite get her hand around it. "Get the device." Patrice said quietly to Evelyn. With a wicked grin Evelyn quickly stepped over to the night stand, opened the drawer, and retrieved a thick piece of steel rod with wedge shaped pieces of metal on either end. The rod was bent in the shape of a U and the wedge shapes were on the inside of the tips of the U. Evelyn pressed the pointed ends of the wedges against Jared's mouth, but he held his mouth tightly shut. Patrice let out a rather ominous chuckle then said, "It will do you no good to struggle against us little brother. We will take what we want from you." Patrice leaned down and licked along Jared's cheek up to his ear where she whispered, "Though if you struggle and thrash as we have our way with you, we find that quite...exciting!" She punctuated by sticking her long pointed tongue into his ear. Jared made a strangled sound and at that moment Evelyn pushed harder against his mouth. The metal rubbed against Jared's teeth causing a shiver to run down his spine and as he tired to avoid the feel of the metal against his teeth he relaxed too much allowing the metal wedges to slip to the back of his mouth. Once the wedges were in place Evelyn rotated the rod around behind Jared's head locking the device in his mouth and conveniently holding his mouth open for their use. When Evelyn stepped away Jared tossed his head and made some obscene sounds at them, but that was the best he could muster. Patrice said, "We much prefer to have our man unencumbered by such devices because it inhibits the good sucking qualities that we so enjoy in a mouth, yet we have found that until our new man has been broken in it is best to use caution when sticking our cocks in his mouth. Teeth can be such bothersome things." Patrice stepped up to Jared's face. Her cock was just above his head so she had to squat down a bit to line up the tip with his open mouth. She easily slid her penis into his mouth and continued on to his throat until Jared gagged on her cock head. She pulled back then pushed in until once again he gagged on her throbbing member. Patrice let out a little moan of pleasure and began to pump in and out of Jared's controlled mouth. Evelyn stood there stroking her own fat cock as she waited her turn. Jared's mind was spinning. He struggled, but it was to no avail. The girls had him truly trussed up with his mouth held open for their pleasure. As Patrice's cock hit the back of his throat again and again tears of frustration rolled down his cheeks. Patrice noticed his tears and said to him, "Don't cry little brother. It may seem harsh now, but in the coming months you'll grow to love our attentions and eventually you'll ask us for them. Maybe even beg us for them." She pulled herself from Jared's drooling mouth as she said, "Your turn Evelyn." Evelyn eagerly stepped up to Jared's mouth. She was exactly the right height, but as her cock head drew near to Jared's mouth he knew that she was going to be a much tighter fit. Where Patrice hadn't touched Jared's lips, Evelyn's cock dragged against his lips and even touched his teeth lightly. He could feel her cock making the wedges move out more tightly against his cheeks. Her pubic hair touched his nose at the same time her cock caused him to gag on her. Evelyn moaned loudly and without any warning began to enthusiastically pump his mouth. With each thrust Evelyn's pelvic bone bumped against Jared's nose and he gagged on the tip of her cock. His nose was hurting and he was sure that any second she'd hit him so hard it would start to bleed, but before that happened something else completely took his mind off of his nose and Evelyn's penis. He felt something pushing against his sphincter and the cold realization that Patrice was behind him with her cock ready to enter him washed over him. He renewed his struggle against his bonds, but to no effect. He felt Patrice's hands caress his hips then move down onto the cheeks of his ass. She rubbed his ass enjoying the anticipation and dread she was causing, then spread his ass cheeks widely. Patrice watched his asshole quiver and move as she placed the tip of her penis on his skin above it and slowly dragged the tip down until was against his inviting hole. She watched the muscles across his back tighten as he prepared for her to enter him. But still she waited. Feeling his sphincter quivering against the tip of her cock she slowly began to push into him. Jared tried to squeeze his hole tightly shut to guard against her entry, but she was rock hard and there was nothing that could keep her out of him. Patrice moaned and purred, A T-Girl Fairy Tale "That's it. Squeeze it tightly shut. Try to keep me out of you." She toyed with him, pushing and relaxing, pushing and relaxing, as though she couldn't penetrate his snugly shut asshole. His ass cheeks hurt where she had them stretched open so far, but the thought that just maybe he would be able to keep her out of him kept him squeezing. Evelyn's tempo hadn't changed and she continued to pump his mouth as she excitedly watched her sister torment Jared's asshole. Jared's mouth was numb to Evelyn. He was busy worrying about Patrice. Patrice pushed again and said in a pouting voice, "Evelyn, I don't think I'm going to be able to get inside Jared. His ass is just too strong for my girly cock." Jared wanted to smile, but his mouth was full of Evelyn, whom he heard giggle, and he knew right then that Patrice was only toying with him. In answer to this stark realization Patrice pushed hard against him until the head of her cock popped inside his sphincter. Jared moaned in pain while both girls moaned in pleasure. Evelyn said, "That feels so good! Patrice, make him moan again, please!?" "I'd love to my sister dear." And with that she began to steadily force her cock into Jared's tight ass. Jared thrashed against his bonds as the pain exploded in his ass. He moaned and groaned in pain giving distinct vibrational pleasure to Evelyn's aching cock. Jared was hit by two pelvic bones at once. Patrice's hit him in the tail bone as Evelyn's hit him in the nose. Patrice leaned forward and grabbed Jared by the shoulders as she started to hump his ass vigorously. Evelyn shot a huge load of come into Jared's throat and he struggled to swallow what he could so he didn't choke on it, but most of it just dripped out with all the saliva. Patrice was pumping him like he was the last piece of ass she'd ever get as Evelyn languished with her still erect member in his mouth. It didn't take Patrice very long to catch up with her sister. In the middle of an extraordinary flurry of thrusts she suddenly buried her cock in Jared and with a huge grunt began spraying her cum into him. As she came she ground her prick in his ass, reveling in the feeling of his unwilling sphincter quivering around the base of her cock. When she finished coming she collapsed across Jared's muscular back panting for breath. Evelyn waited patiently for Patrice to catch her breath. With her cock buried in Jared's ass Patrice leaned up and licked his ear. "That was scrumptious!" she whispered and squeezed her muscles making her cock jump inside of him. "But I think your dear step-sister Evelyn would like a chance to enjoy your fruits as well." Patrice pushed up off of Jared and pulled her still partially hard penis from his well pumped ass. "He's all yours sister dear. I got nice and deep inside of him but maybe you can stretch him out some more." Evelyn pulled herself from his mouth and eagerly moved into position behind him. Patrice was standing beside her as she placed the head of her much thicker cock against Jared's only somewhat stretched hole. Evelyn didn't wait or tease Jared, she just simply pushed her thick cock into him. Jared's world exploded in pain again and he yelled out as she began to pummel his ass. Jared imagined that having Evelyn in his ass is what it must feel like to be shoved down on a hitching post and she was ramming her post into him with complete abandon. Within minutes Evelyn was gripping Jared's hips and yelling her own pleasure as she too sprayed his insides with her come. At that very moment the door burst open and there stood his step mother. Her face was livid as she roared at the girls, "WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING!?!" Evelyn scrambled back from Jared so fast that her cock made a popping noise as it pulled from him. Patrice stammered, "Mother! We thought you were staying in town with the Duke! We were just sharing some special time with Jared here and didn't expect you home tonight. And well we uh..." Patrice ground to a halt. For the first time in his life Jared was glad to see his step mother. The look on her face showed that she was here to save him from this outrage. His step mother continued to yell at the girls, "What are you thinking? You can't just screw your step brother like this! This could destroy everything we've worked so hard for, is that what you're trying to do? Patrice can't you keep a hold on yourself?" Patrice stammered, "Well...I...just...wanted...to..." "I don't care what you wanted! Hell, I know what you wanted because I see what has happened to Jared! I just found out today at the Duke's that there is to be a ball held for Princess Angel and she is going to choose a husband from the men at the ball! If you two can each woo one of her cast off suitors we may yet gain access to the money we need to live in the manner to which we've become accustom! Now you horny little girls get out of my sight!" The girls were loathe to give up the fun and when they didn't move fast enough she roared, "NOW!!!" Both girls grabbed their dresses and pelted from the room. His step mother stood in the room looking at him. Jared could only look back seeing as how the wedges still held his mouth open. She stood over him and the anger that had filled her just moments ago began to ebb and then flow away. Martha was proud of her figure and she showed it off at every opportunity. The dress she was wearing was a deep emerald green with black lace along the plunging neck line. Her breasts were round and full almost spilling from her bodice. She smiled and with a sneer in her voice she said, "I should have known this would happen. Both your sisters have been sneaking looks at you and once I found Evelyn watching you work without your shirt in the garden. She was playing with her cock as she watched you and before I reprimanded her I heard her say, 'Tell me you want it Jared.' in a whisper. I knew she wouldn't act on her own, but Patrice is very bold, actively taking what she wants and it appears she wanted you. This is the first time the girls have had a step brother they could play with and it seems they took advantage of it as soon as I was gone from the house." Martha now walked over to where Jared was trussed over the table and as she slowly walked around him she ran her fingertips over his muscular back then continued, "You have grown into a very enticing young man. All the hard work has hardened your muscles and made them pleasing to see and touch." She walked back into view on the other side of him then continued on around behind him again. "Why it's no wonder my girls are so smitten with your hard young body." Her speech was becoming more and more breathy, and then Jared heard the rustle of her skirts being raised. He could feel her presence behind him as if she radiated a power of own, then he felt her against him. No longer a stranger to the feeling of being opened by a woman's penis, he felt her tip begin to stretch him for her entry. As the tip opened him further and further he realized that Evelyn had gotten her girth from her mother. Finally he felt the crown of her cock head slip inside his sphincter. "MMM...I haven't felt this since the night your father died in my bed." Jared heard her shoes move on the floor and felt her thighs against the back of his legs. Her hands found their way to his hips and his step mother, gripping him tightly, pushed her cock all the way into his body. Jared made an incoherent animal noise as his step mother filled his rectum. She was just as deep inside him as Patrice had been. Martha relished in the feel of his ass stretched tightly around her pulsing member. Jared could feel her dress bunched up between them as she leaned forward and slid her hands up along his muscular sides. He struggled vainly to get away, but his bindings only bit deeper into his flesh. Martha sensed his revulsion at having his father's wife's penis buried in his ass. "I want you to know that I didn't want anything to happen to your father. I really did love him in my own way. I got tired of always talking about farming and hunting but he really was a very sweet man. Oh and his arse was so tight! When we got into bed that night to consummate the marriage he still had no idea what was waiting for him beneath my dress. He started off playing with my breasts and his hands explored my body. When his hand found my waiting erection he made a strangled sound and I quickly rolled over on top of him. We struggled, but only briefly, and then I was pushing my way into him." To add emphasis to her story she pushed herself deeper into Jared. "I filled him with my lust as I pushed my breasts into his face. Holding him close to me I began to make love to him. I kissed him deeply while I gently worked my way in and out of his tight quivering arse. After a while he began to kiss me back and suck on my tongue as I moved it around inside his mouth. Our love making be came more and more passionate until we reached a crescendo." Martha's thrusts matched her story and she began to pant as she finished. "Finally I thrust deeply into his body with both my tongue and my penis and we came together, loudly groaning and moaning. I could barely believe he was having such intense pleasure from me as he continued to moan long after I had finished. I held him tightly against my body with my consummating womanhood buried deeply in his arse in an attempt to prolong his pleasure as much as possible. Moments later, he became very still and when I realized that he was no longer breathing I began to cry." Jared felt hot tears drop onto his back and he almost felt sorry for her. Almost, but not quite. Her cock was still thrusting into him and seconds later she erupted deep inside his young body. Martha stood up and sniffled, then wiped the tears from her face. She said, "I guess it is still very emotional for me to talk about it, but I hope you understand that it was nothing I wanted. I would have been happy spending his money and making love to him. Now I am cast adrift and must make my way in a man's world." She stepped back away and withdrew her penis from him. After she straightened her dress and put herself back aright she untied Jared who removed the mouth opening device. Martha helped him up and with her eyes still shining from the tears she gently kissed him on the cheek and said, "I think you have been through enough today. Go up to your room for the rest of the evening. But I will expect you to have breakfast for all of us as usual in the morning. Just because we have shared this intimate moment does not mean that your status has changed in this household. Now off with you." Jared scooped up his clothes from the corner, slipped out of the door and up the hallway. He dashed up the tower stairs to his bedroom and flung his naked body upon the bed. He sobbed into his pillow and wished he was dead. He cried himself to sleep only to be awakened by a gentle shaking from a strong hand. Jared gasped awaked and pulled away from the hand. Dusk had fallen as he slept and he could not make out who was in the room with him. There was a deep manly chuckle as a soft blue light began to grow before Jared's eyes. As his eyes adjusted Jared could see that the light was held in the palm of a man's hand. A man that looked familiar, yet didn't. Jared stuttered out, "Who...who...who are you?" The man chuckled deeply again and said, "Why my boy has it been so long that you have forgotten me? We were such close friends when you were young I would have thought that you would never forget me!" He laughed deeply and it was such a warm sound that Jared could not help but to smile himself. Then the realization came to Jared. "Gerald? Could it be? Is it really you?" "In the flesh! Well...so to speak." "But I thought you were just my imaginary friend. Am I dreaming?" "Not at all, I am your godfather. Faire godfather to be precise. That explains the magic." He said with the back of his hand beside his mouth and a quick wink. "My boy, you need a distinct change of venue. This house is full of womanly pricks that, I'm afraid, will be constantly in your arse now that they know the way. In six days the Kingdom will be celebrating Beltane and in the castle Princess Angel will be hosting a Beltane Ball at which she plans to choose a young man to share her bed. You my boy are going to be at that ball." "How can that be? Even when father was alive he didn't have enough standing to be invited to a ball at the castle. I have even less status than he had and have fallen off of the edge of the world as far as royalty is concerned. Did you know that Martha plans to have her daughters try to woo Angel's castoffs so they can live in luxury?" "I did not, but it is of no importance to me. If she can marry those harpies off, so much the better. I'm only concerned with the welfare of my charge." With a flourish of his hand Gerald made an ornate card appear, then with a flip of his wrist he sent is sailing onto the bed beside Jared. Jared picked it up uneasily from the bed and looked closely at the writing on it. In a flowing script it said, 'You are here by commanded by Princess Angel to attend a royal ball to be held in my honor on the feast of Beltane. I wish to meet each and every eligible man in my kingdom and from those in attendance will choose my husband.' "How did you get this?" Jared asked in wonder. "Well, I am a man and I am eligible." Gerald said with a hurt tone in his voice. Jared looked at him in silence. Gerald continued in a bluster, "Ok, Ok, so it was a bit of magic. But I could have been invited you know!" Jared got up off the bed and for the first time cracked a smirk. He placed his hand on Gerald's shoulder and said, "I'm sure Princess Angel would fall madly in love with you if you were not being so noble by giving the invitation to me." Gerald let out a long sigh. "It's no use pretending, we both know that I'm far too old for a young beauty such as the princess. I'm sure she will be way more interested in you. But the question remains, are you willing to marry her if she chooses you?" Jared looked around the dumpy tower room and said, "What do I have to lose? "That's the spirit my boy! Nothing ventured, nothing gained!" Six Long Days The next six days went by very slowly for Jared. All three of the women in the house couldn't seem to leave him alone even long enough to do his chores. When he brought Martha her breakfast the very next morning she tacked on an extra chore for him. Pushing down the bed covers and raising her night gown she motioned him up onto the bed. Once she took the tray holding her breakfast from him and began eating she motioned toward her erect penis with her hand as she lazily chewed on a piece of buttered toast. He wasn't sure exactly what she wanted so he reached out and gripped her swollen throbbing member in his hand. Martha moaned in pleasure and immediately began to hump his hand. Jared's displeasure at this new chore was quite evident on his face. After a few minutes she said, "If you're going to have such a sour look on your face put your mouth over it, that way at least I won't have to look at you while you are so distressed." The even more horrified look on Jared's face caused her to lecture him further, "If you can live under my roof and eat my food this is the least you can do to show your gratitude!" She leaned forward and with her free hand she pushed his mouth down over her hard cock. "Now suck on it!" She commanded. Jared, seeing no way out, did as he was told, while inside he seethed in anger. Jared's heart certainly wasn't in this new chore so it was taking a long time for Martha to come. She didn't mind because just having a warm mouth around her aching member was feeling good and she was enjoying the attention. Finally Jared realized that if he wanted this to end anytime soon he would have to make it feel so good she couldn't help but come quickly. Jared pulled out all the stops. Sucking and working his mouth up and down her considerable cock. Within a minute she was gasping for breath and exploding deep in his mouth. He quickly swallowed her come, gave her a couple of extra slurps and got up off of the bed. "Are you finished with me mistress?" All the spent Martha could do was nod as she waved him out the door. Later that morning he was down on his knees scrubbing the floor in music room when Patrice happened by the open door. She looked in to see him with his breeches pulled tightly across an ass she was planning on becoming more and more familiar with each passing day. The small clothes she wore under her dress were quickly becoming too small to hold her excitement. With a hand she reached down and through her dress released her growing penis, then stepped into the room pulling the door shut quietly behind her. Patrice wore soft slippers that couldn't be heard over the bristles of the brush as they worked through the soapy water at the grime on the slate floor. Patrice thought she was slipping up on Jared without his knowledge, but he knew she was coming and was sure he knew what she planned to do as well. She grabbed him from behind, snaking one hand down to the front of his breeches to deftly untie the cord that held them in place. Patrice pulled back far enough to grab the breeches and pull them down to expose his waiting arse hole. She pulled up her dress and pressed the head of her turgid cock against his quivering sphincter and pushed into him deeply. When she was fully inside him she grabbed his long hair and pulling his head back she whispered in his ear, "I watched through the key hole as mother had her way with you last night. And this morning I could hear her moans of pleasure as she ate breakfast. If you can give pleasure to her you can give it to me as well!" Patrice began to pump and grind her hard cock deeply in Jared's ass. As she did she continued to whisper to him, "We mustn't take too long at this, I wouldn't want anyone else to know how close we're becoming." Jared was steaming again inside yet he knew he needed to keep things calm around the house until he could get to that ball. If only Angel would choose him then he could escape all of this abuse. Jared concentrated on clenching his ass tightly around her penis. As soon as he did she moaned and within minutes was spewing deeply into him. She took a few seconds to catch her breath then said, "That was incredible! I want you to grip me like that every time I'm inside of you!" Patrice leaned close to his ear and stuck her wet tongue into it then continued in a whisper, "Which believe me will be quite often." She stood up to begin tucking her shrinking prick back into her small clothes. When she was finished she turned with a swirl and headed out the door as Jared pulled his breeches back up and tied the cord back around his waist. When Patrice opened the door there stood Evelyn in the hallway. In an attempt to cover up what had just transpired she looked back over her shoulder and said to Jared, "Don't forget those spots I showed you that you missed!" She turned back to Evelyn and with a sour look on her face said, "He simply cannot scrub a floor properly!" Then she stormed off down the hallway. Evelyn took a second to peek around the door into the music room and was just in time to see Jared finish adjusting his breeches. With that sight a knowing smile spread across her face. After lunch that day Evelyn went out to the barn where she knew she would find Jared feeding the animals and cleaning the stalls. As she walked toward the barn she could feel the excitement beginning to build in her stomach and the feeling began to creep down to her crotch where her womanly prick was stiffening. The barn doors were open, but she really could not see into the gloomy interior enough to tell exactly where Jared was at the moment. She stepped into the gloom and let her eyes adjust to the dimness as her ears told her that Jared was cleaning the last stall on the left. She started walking down the aisle toward the noise, with each step her cock grew fatter and harder. By the time she reached the stall door her cock was making quite the tent in the front of her dress. A T-Girl Fairy Tale Jared had seen her head moving above the top of the stall's wall and had turned to work in a corner that he'd already cleaned to allow her the opportunity to sneak up on him if she wanted. As soon as she cleared the door of the stall she rushed Jared and shoved him roughly against the back wall of the stall. Jared made a wuffing noise as some of the air was knocked from him. For the second time that day a hand snaked it way to the cord that held his breeches up and deftly untied it. Jared struggled slightly, but not too much. He knew he was going to have to put up with these attentions until he could escape. Evelyn hadn't burdened herself with small clothes so all she had to do was push Jared's breeches down and pull her dress up. Her full breasted chest was against his back pinning him to the wall as she grabbed a cheek in each hand and pulled them apart to access his tight arse. She couldn't see past her dress so she slipped a finger below her cock and pulled it up along his crack until she felt the tip press into his hole. Her powerful hips drove her fat cock forward and Jared's ass was suddenly full to overflowing. Jared gasped loudly as she filled him then placed her hands on his hip bones and began to hump him like a crazed dog. She was grunting and thrusting out of control with lust. She was so excited that Jared didn't think it would take her very long to come, but as the minutes began to drag on he knew he was going to have to help out some. He squeezed down as hard as he could on her fat cock with his sphincter muscle. Evelyn was shoved deep inside him and stopped there. Groaning loudly she grabbed his head and pulled his face around to press her mouth over his. Her tongue filled his mouth and as she kissed him, she ground her cock in his ass as deeply as it would go. After a minute or two of this she pulled her mouth from his and with a grunt she gave a mighty shove so her cock would be buried deep in him and shot spurt after spurt of her cum into his tightly stretched arse. Evelyn let out a low MMMM of satisfaction as she rubbed her hands up from Jared's hips along his ribcage. In a dreamy voice she said, "Jared that was wonderful! I feel like I could walk on air, it felt so great! But the best part was when you squeezed down on my cock with your arse muscle! I couldn't help but to fill you up with my cum then." She kissed his neck and continued to caress his taught muscular body with her penis still buried inside him. She nuzzled his ear with her nose and flicked his earlobe with the tip of her tongue. "I know that Mother and Patrice only want to use you for their pleasure. That is the way they've always treated any man they get their cocks into, but I don't want it to be that way with us. I would like for us to mutually enjoy each other and maybe even have some fun with it." She giggled a little and started to move her hips working her still partially hard cock in and out of his accepting ass. "What do you say Jared? Want to have a little fun with me?" Jared stood there in the stall with his arse full and his mind a whorl. He hated how Martha and Patrice used him. It humiliated him that they treated him like some man-dog that could be ordered around then screwed in the arse as easy as they pleased. But Evelyn was not being like that at all. Even though she had shoved him up against the stall wall and taken him roughly she had not humiliated him like the other two had. Her fingers were rubbing his nipples as she slowly and gently worked her thick cock between his muscular butt cheeks. She was obviously trying to make things feel good for him as well as herself. He heard himself say, "Evelyn, if you are indeed sincere and willing to treat me well then I'd love to explore some of this kind of fun with you." Besides if he had one of the three on his side maybe this wouldn't be such a long six days after all. Evelyn hugged him tightly to her body, forcing her cock completely into him and let out a little squeal of delight. "I knew you'd say yes! I could just feel it, but I was still so afraid you might say no that the anticipation was killing me!" As quickly as she had squeezed him she released him and pulled away from him. Jared turned around to see what she was doing and found her pulling down a saddle blanket that had been casually tossed over the stall door. She flipped it out on the clean straw he had been spreading on the floor of the stall. When she turned back to Jared he could see that she was still very eager to have some more fun with him. She came back to him and bent down before him to grip his breeches. "Go ahead and step of these, we need to get them completely out of the way." He did as he was told, steadying himself with one hand on her shoulder as he did so. Suddenly his penis was engulfed in Evelyn's warm wet mouth. She sucked him and worked him so vigorously that he was rock hard in no time. Jared had never had his penis in any mouth let alone anywhere else on a woman. Within minutes he was close to coming. Evelyn could easily tell because he was panting and thrusting his hips eagerly pushing his prick into her mouth. When she thought he couldn't hold out another second she grabbed his ass in both hands and swallowed his penis. Her nose was pressed tightly against his pelvic bone as she devoured him, causing him to explode in the best orgasm he had ever known. Jared legs went weak, but Evelyn helped to support him long enough to allow him to collapse onto the saddle blanket she placed on the straw. He lay there gasping for breath. "That was like nothing I have ever felt before!" He gasped. "Yea, if Patrice doesn't have some one to distract her she gets me to do that to her. She says the practice is good for me, because someday I may meet a man and that will be what makes him put up with me." Evelyn smirked, untied her dress and pulled it over her head. Her chemise followed and she was standing there in only her corset. She reached down and gripped her fat cock as she said, "But I know I'll find a man that will keep me for a bigger reason than my cock sucking!" Evelyn dropped to her knees causing her fat cock to bounce around as she grabbed Jared's ankles to spread his legs and push them up toward his chest. She aimed her cock with her hips, pushing the tip against his hole as she tentatively tested the resistance of his sphincter. Finding none she entered him deeply and profoundly. He gasped with the sudden fullness of her being inside him, but as soon as he felt her pelvic bone against his he squeezed his sphincter as tightly as he could around the base of her penis. Evelyn released her hold on Jared's ankles and leaned up over him so that they were face to face. Her brown eyes were heavy lidded as she covered his mouth with hers. Her tongue darted against his lips so he opened his mouth and eagerly sucked her tongue inside. Her tongue was thick like her cock and stretched his mouth uncomfortably making the corners feel as thought they might rip. She pulled back from the kiss and whispered to him, "Milk my cock with your ass muscles while I kiss you." Jared began squeezing and releasing his grip on her cock with his ass muscles. She moaned into his mouth and pressed her hips tightly against him as she reveled in the wonderful feeling he was giving her. Eventually she began to pump her hips moving her cock in and out of him. As she did he would grip her on the out stroke and relax on the in stroke. This seemed to drive her crazy. She broke the kiss and pushed herself up off of him to make eye contact. He looked into her dark brown eyes and saw a mix of intense lust and what he thought might be a bit of love. "Oh Jared, I love the way your ass is gripping my cock as though it does not want to let me go of me! It makes me feel wanted and that excites me so." Jared's sphincter was starting to ache from all the work it was doing, but he thought she would come soon so he was trying hard to keep up. He was seeing a brand new side of Evelyn. He had always thought of her as the younger crony sister to Patrice, trying to become a mean bitch just like her older sister and mother. Yet here she was being anything but mean and bitchy. Evelyn slipped down a bit so she could thrust at Jared's special spot. She knew from experimenting with one of her sister's boyfriend that there was a special place in a man that if you could hit it just right it would cause him to come. She hit it on her first thrust in the new position. Jared gasped and jerked under her as she hit his sweet spot again and again. He felt it deep inside him and it made it harder for him to keep gripping her, but it wasn't going to matter. Within seconds of her beginning to hit the sweet spot they both exploded with pleasure. Coming at the same time they strained and moaned, grinding against each other in ecstasy. Evelyn collapsed on top of Jared as they gasped for breath. After a few minutes she slipped off to the side of him and they lay on their backs still recovering from the intense orgasms they'd just experienced. "From the first day I came to this farm and saw you I have been dreaming of doing this with you. I have wanted to give you pleasure as I also enjoyed your body. I should have never taken part in Patrice's plan last night, but I was so desperate to be inside you I couldn't resist the opportunity. I hope you can forgive me, because from now on I want the pleasure to be mutual each time I enter you." Evelyn's hands were behind her head as she lay next to Jared, who took in what she said with a bit of surprise. Until yesterday he'd been completely unaware of her ability to do this sort of thing to him. Evelyn pulled her hand from behind her head and slipped it behind Jared's, then pulled him over under her arm. Jared rolled up against her side and lay an arm under breasts while his leg slipped over hers, his knee gently nudging her slowly deflating cock. "What say you, can you forgive me for last night if I promise to treat you better from here on out?" Jared nodded yes, which caused Evelyn to kiss him on the head. She said simply, "Thank you." The sun was lower in the afternoon sky and by the slant of the rays he could tell that they'd spent too much time for him to get all the stalls cleaned. "Evelyn, you must let me finish my work here in the stables so I will be able to start dinner on time." She put on the pout of a little girl. "No! I want to spend more time inside you." "You don't want your mother mad at me do you? You know she'll just make me work all the harder and then there'll be even less time for that." She heaved a heavy sigh. "Yes, yes, I know that your right, but it's just that I have finally found the pleasure I always knew we could have and yet it feels like I'm not going to have much time to enjoy it." She rolled over on top of Jared and pressed her mouth to his, pushed her tongue inside to kiss him deeply. He could feel her cock starting to swell between them and thought, 'Uh, oh. Here we go again.' But Evelyn cut the kiss short and pushed herself up off of him and proceeded to get dressed. Jared followed suit, slipping on his breeches and into his loose fitting shoes. He stood awkwardly at the door to the stable as she finished dressing. Jared watched as she stepped up to the door, but before she exited his younger step-sister slipped her arms around him and pulled him tightly against her. With her full breasts pushed against his chest she thrust her partially erect cock against his leg as she pulled his mouth in for one last kiss. Her dark brown eyes sparkled with mischief as she looked into his and said, "Until later." Jared watched his step-sister walk from the barn with a bounce in her step and he knew one in her crotch as well. When she was out of sight he plopped down on a tack box that sat beside the stable door and held his head in his hands. His mind was reeling. What was going on here? He needed to collect himself. Where he had been furious with Martha and Patrice for what they were doing to him and knew he could keep that fiery anger stoked to get him to the Ball for Princess Angel, now he was not sure how to deal with Evelyn. What had just happened here in this stall? He had started out with that same hot anger as Evelyn pushed him against the wall to take him. Yet now things were different. She had definitely taken something that humiliated him and made it into a pleasurable experience. He had squirted his approval all over his stomach just as she had squirted hers deep inside him. He shook his head in amazement and with a quick glance at the sun dipping toward the horizon outside he got up to finish his chores. The Suitors Princess Angel nodded to another would be suitor, Duke Schuster, and extended her elbow for him to take her arm. Typically the woman takes the man's arm, but not in Angel's world. The Duke was graying at the temples just a bit and his coat did a fair job of hiding his small paunch which caused him to wear those new pants with an elastic waist band. Angel guided him to a small private chamber off of the Ball Room. The room's walls were paneled in dark wood with golden accents. There were several tables along the walls and each one held a lamp turned down low. In the center of the room was a chaise lounge covered in dark red velvet piped in gold. Angel escorted the hopeful candidate to the lounge and bid him have a seat. Angel wore a beautiful golden ball gown that was lavishly embroidered. It fit snuggly to her torso and required no straps to hold it in place and did fabulous things to her already impressive cleavage. "As I'm sure you know I am in search of a husband." Interrupting the Duke leapt from the lounge to take Angel's hand and cried out, "Yes my Princess! I will be a good husband. I will treat you kindly, respect you and be gentle with you in bed. I will...." Angel extracted her hand and pushed him back down on the lounge. "Please allow me to finish." He started to speak but before he could get anything out Angel touched her finger to her lips and he reluctantly fell silent. "Whoever I choose for a husband will in no way play the role of a typical husband. He will do as I say and not presume to advise me on any issues. He will attend all public functions with me and other than that will only be expected to be in my presence when he is summoned. This includes my bedroom. This brings me to a very important part, when in my bed he will obey my every command and will accept whatever pleasures are offered to him." Confusion passed over the Duke's face and he asked. "But surely Princess Angel you would want a strong man with backbone and not some simpering dandy?" "I don't want a simpering dandy, but I do want a man who knows his place when accompanying me." Schuster paused to think for a moment. He could live with a little less manliness if it meant being King. "Well, I believe I could be that man for you." Angel studied him for a moment then casually reached over to her right hip and with a quick movement the bottom part of the gown dropped to the floor. She stood there in the tight corset portion of the gown which ended at her hips and a pair of golden ball shoes. Her cock stood straight out from her crotch and the Duke's eyes went so wide that they almost fell from his head when he saw it. She stepped forward out of the gown encircling her feet and stepped up to him, her prick level with his face. She then quickly pulled his mouth down to her eager member. Her strong fingers found the weak spot on his jaws and after forcing them open she pushed his mouth down over her cock. He struggled as she humped his mouth eagerly for a few seconds then released him. "What is the meaning of this? I am a man! I do not suck on cocks!" "If you have plans of being my husband you not only will suck on my cock, but to do it eagerly and you will be expected to take it in your arse as well!" Angel pushed him back on the lounge and gripping his pants easily stripped them from his legs. She pushed his legs up against his chest and with her full breasts in his face she began to push her cock into his arse. Of all the men she had brought to this room so far she was sliding into him with the least difficulty, which was not to say it was easy, only that it was easier. A little more than half way into him he began to cry out in extreme pain. Angel slowed her entry in an attempt to allow him some time to adjust to her size, but a moment later she bumped into something inside him and he passed out. She stopped pushing and after a second pulled her still throbbing cock from him. She had not really liked him that much anyway, so not being able to fully enter him was not that big of a loss. Though there had been a couple that she had liked quite a bit she couldn't even get the head of her cock in them before they passed out from the pain and she had decided that if she was to be burdened with a husband he must be able to completely accommodate every inch of her penis. With her dress back around her waist she leaned over her last chance for a husband and smacked him on the cheeks until he slowly came around. Once his mind fully came aware he scrambled to back away from Angel. "No need to try to escape. I have no intention of asking you to be my husband. I don't think we are...uh...compatible." She watched as he quickly donned his pants and when he was ready she extended her arm again. He looked at it dubiously. "There is nothing to fear, your experience is over, but we should leave the room in apparent accord." His mind was a swirl with all the gold he would earn selling this story to Angel's enemies. With a slight sneer he said, "Of course your Highness. You are correct as always." Angel rapped sharply on the door twice and they both saw a brief light blue flash of light around the door jamb. He looked at her questioningly and she said with a smirk of her own, "Sealed against sound." He nodded knowingly. Angel opened the door and as they passed through it a startled look passed over the Duke's face. Angel asked innocently, "Is something wrong Duke Schuster?" "No, no, but I can not seem to remember what we were talking about. I must have been so captivated by your beauty that lost my train of thought." "Oh my good Duke! You are such a flatterer! I'm sorry if talking about the agricultural situation of the kingdom was so boring for you." "Uh...not at all your Highness. Anything you wish to discuss with me is always of great interest." "Yes. Well it has been very good visiting with you this evening. We shall have to visit again soon." Angel walked away from the bewildered Duke. She nodded and smiled at many of the people on her way to the dais where her throne sat. Before she could make it to the top she was drawn into a conversation by the Duchess of Edmore. They were talking politely, but as Angel was attempting to extract herself she glanced over toward the entrance to the ballroom and noticed a well built young man entering that she hadn't seen yet tonight. He stopped a butler and conversed with him a moment. They both looked to her empty throne for a second. Then the butler said something else and continued on his way. The young man looked a little dejected as he slowly descended the stairs. She watched him move with an easy grace and the close fit of his sliver and blue doublet showed off his v shaped build. She also noticed the muscles of his legs rippling under his blue hose. His eyes were covered by a dark blue velvet mask as was accepted for a suitor who wished some anonymity. Angel found him quite intriguing. The Duchess finally saw that Princess Angel's attention was trained elsewhere so she followed Angel's gaze to the young new comer. The Duchess withdrew her glasses from the folds of her ball gown and holding them by the long handle she too studied Angel's object of interest. A T-Girl Fairy Tale "Hmmm. He is very handsome. Do you know him your Highness?" "No. As a matter of fact I was just getting ready to ask you that same question." "I'm afraid not, though from the cut of his clothes and that wonderful tan I would say he is from one of your most southern Baronies. One thing that I can tell you is that I wish I was younger, because I would already be on my way over to introduce myself to him." "Duchess, that is a simply grand idea. I believe that I will not let him know who I am just yet. Would you be so kind as to lend me your mask?" "It would be my greatest pleasure Highness." From somewhere else in the folds of her gown the Duchess produced a black satin mask, trimmed in gold with gold ribbon for a tie. Angel accepted the mask with a nod of her head and with practiced ease tied it in place. At the Estate Jared had gotten all of his outside chores done as quickly as possible and was only running about twenty minutes late on supper. He was rushing around the kitchen working as fast as he could so he could meet his step mother in her room on time. Over the last five days the three women had fallen into a steady routine. His step mother Martha wanted oral services each morning with breakfast. Out of necessity Jared had become very good at that task. For the first couple of days she had taken longer and longer to reach orgasm. But on the third day he had learned the one thing that absolutely sent her over the edge. Deep throat. He would relax his throat and swallow her completely. She would grind against his mouth for a few moments then explode down his throat. Jared had also learned that he should not make her come too soon because then she would make him suck her back to erection and do it all over again. Patrice did not have a set place to take her pleasure from Jared. In truth there was no place in the house he was safe from her. Once or twice each morning she would seek him out in some secluded place in the mansion, slip up behind him, loosen his breeches and push them down around his ankles. Then with a familiarity born of repetitive practice she would unceremoniously slide her long thin cock in his arse. Patrice distained anything dirty, just as her mother did, so once he went outside to work he was safe from both of them. Outside was Evelyn's favorite spot. No particular place outside, just outside. Any place outside. She made love to him in the barn, behind the stone wall, down by the stream that runs through the pasture and anywhere else she happened to find him working. After the incident in the barn stall though there had been a distinct change in Evelyn's attitude. One that was slowly causing her mother and sister to wonder if something was up between her and Jared. Evelyn was not treating Jared like some beast of burden like they were and one time when Patrice slapped him for spilling soup on her dress Evelyn yelled at her to stop it and said it was only an accident. Jared had to admit he looked forward to seeing Evelyn when she came out to meet him for their little trysts. She treated him very well even though she took many of the same liberties with his body that the other two women took she did it in a familiar lover sort of way. Take this afternoon's little bit of fun. She had caught him outside the back doors to the barn. He was bent over checking the shoes on one of the horses. With his back to the doors and the front hoof of the horse resting on his knee she slipped up behind him and press her hips against his butt. He could feel her hard penis through her dress and his breeches. "I have something for you. It's rather hard. Do you want it?" She giggled "Can you not see that I'm busy woman?! Go away! Leave me to my chores!" "I am one of your chores. Your principle chore! And you would do well to remember it!" She tried to say sternly and without giggling, but to no avail. Jared dropped the horse's hoof and turned into her waiting arms. Their lips met and her tongue lustily filled his mouth. While they kissed Jared worked his hands down her body and onto her thighs where he began to pull her dress up out of the way. About the same time the dress cleared her throbbing cock the horse blew out a heavy sigh. Evelyn broke the kiss to look at the horse who appeared to be looking at her erect member. She addressed the horse with a smirk, "What? Jealous?" Jared barked a laugh. "My dear step sister, you may have quite the prodigious penis, but alas even your mighty member is no match for Thor's." He patted the horse on the neck for a second before saying, "Go on with you, we'll finish your hooves later." The horse turned and headed out into the pasture. "Does he understand you?" She asked amazed. "I don't think so, but he seems to have a good feel for my tone of voice. Now, where were we? Oh yes, I believe you were threatening my man hole with something hard." He slipped his hand around her thick cock and began stroking it. "It was no threat, merely an offer of pleasure from one of the many chores you must attend to." "My dear step sister, you are no chore." He placed his mouth against hers and was instantly rewarded with her tongue to fill it. One of her arms was around his neck while her other hand was on the back of his head holding him tightly to her as she tried to stick her tongue down his throat. He had one hand on the small of her back as the other continued stroking her fat cock. They stood behind the barn for some minutes doing this until Evelyn began to pant with excitement. She broke the kiss and happened to look out in the pasture just as Thor mounted one of the mares. Jared followed her gaze and together they watched as Thor's cock found its way into the mare. "What a wonderful idea! I believe I'll join him!" Evelyn untied Jared breeches then turned him around in front of her and bent him forward at the hips. Holding her dress up out of the way she aligned her cock with his waiting hole then slowly and gently fed it to him. She loved watching the head of her penis as it forced him open. The head would disappear into him with the shaft following close behind. Stretching and filling him with her lust. As soon as she had fully penetrated him she felt him squeeze the base of her cock with his strong sphincter muscle. After a week of almost constant practice his strength had noticeably increased. She moaned in delight and lay forward along his back, her light blue cotton dress was soft between them. Evelyn began pumping her hips very slowly as she reveled in the grip of his ass on her meaty prick. The afternoon sun was warm on Evelyn's back and she caressed Jared's chest and stomach beneath his shirt. Jared knew Evelyn was making love to him. Over the last week they had grown close quickly and developed an easy familiarity with each others bodies as young lovers so often do. When she touched him he melted into her arms and eagerly accepted her attentions. Sometimes they would say nothing at all. She would simply hike up her skirts as she walked toward him and he would drop his breaches to the ground. Ready when she arrived he would slip his arms around her neck, hook his leg over her hip to expose himself for her entry and she would guide her swollen prick to his waiting hole then begin to work her way into him. Evelyn would fuck him for a while as they stood there, then when she grew tired they would lay down in the straw and sometimes Jared would straddle her. Riding her with lustful abandon, a hand on each breast, he would kneed them and pinch her nipples gently yet firmly as he drove them both toward an orgasm. Jared enjoyed making love with Evelyn which confused him. He knew it was not natural for a man to enjoy this type of love making yet he was enjoying it none the less. The ball was tonight and he was starting to hope that Princess Angel wouldn't pick him. Getting Ready for the Ball Jared tried to stay out of the way as his step mother hurriedly fussed with her daughters elaborate ball gowns. Patrice's was a deep emerald green trimmed a gold that almost matched her hair. The gown fit tightly and was scooped deeply in the front as was the current fashion in Italy. Gold lace trimmed the scooped opening and her modest bust line did an apt job of filling the opening. Evelyn's gown was a dark red trimmed in silver and it fit her like a glove. It was cut similarly to Patrice's, but it made Evelyn's more voluptuous figure look even more curvaceous. The red of the gown made her dark brown eyes smolder surrounded by her dark auburn hair. She was having a hard time keeping those eyes from drifting to Jared who was standing near by holding various accessories for the girls. He could see the lust for him in her eyes. "Ladies, I want you to focus on the task at hand. You are going to this ball to find a husband. Preferably a very rich one. The Princess will have many cast offs for you to choose from so please be diligent in your pursuits. Evelyn, pay attention! I swear girl you wander around with your head in the clouds more than ever nowadays!" But for the first time Martha truly noticed where Evelyn's attention was focused. Jared. She thought to herself, 'Oh no you don't, my succulent step son. You may spend the rest of my days servicing me, but you'll not have my youngest daughter!' "Jared, come with me. Ladies proceed to the carriage and I'll meet you there in a moment" Jared was slow to follow Martha so she grabbed his ear and pulled him along. As she did she spoke to him menacingly, "I saw Evelyn looking at you just now. You will not have her. She's too young to be falling in love with some penniless sot such as yourself!" As she continued dragging him up the tower stairs toward his room Jared felt compelled to retaliate with words of his own. "Are you crazy woman? Do you think I actually have designs on Evelyn? You think I want to spend the rest of my life being buggered in the ass by my little step sister's fat prick? I only treat her well because she treats me well. I have father's dress doublet and hose so I will be attending the ball tonight. Perhaps the Princess will choose me and then you can be shut of me forever!" "My foolish boy, I have no interest in being shut of you. I intend to keep you here on this estate working for me and servicing me in any way I fancy. You'll not be going to the ball tonight or any other night!" They had arrived at Jared's room. She threw open the door and stormed inside. She saw the out of date golden doublet and black hose lying on the bed. She pulled the dagger from the sheath in her bodice and picking up the doublet began to cut it into shreds. Jared cried out and lunged forward pulling the doublet from her hand but it was too late. The damage had been done. As he stood looking in horror at what his step mother had done he heard the door to his room slam shut behind him, then the key turning to lock the door. With a cry of anguish and rage he threw himself at the door. Jared pounded the solid wooden door to no avail as he continued to scream in rage. After a few moments he quieted and he heard her say from the other side of the wooden barrier. "Jared, you belong to me and I intend to share you with no one. Not even my daughters. From now on you will learn to service me and no other. You will take your fathers place in my service and in my bed starting tonight." Jared heard her footsteps retreating back down the stairs and within moments he heard the carriage leave and start down the drive. As the sound of the carriage faded into the distance a smile began to grow on Jared's face. The smile grew into an unabashed grin. That's when someone began slowly clapping behind him. He whorled around and there stood his Fairy Godfather grinning back at him as he clapped his approval. "My boy, that was a performance fit for the Princess herself!" Jared bowed deeply in his best imitation of the actors he'd seen in plays past. "Thank you, thank you! I have to give all the credit to god and my remarkable acting coach! I'll be here till Thursday! Try the veal!" Gerald guffawed at that and for a moment all was right in the world. Finally Gerald and Jared's laughing slowed to mere chuckles that they could somewhat control. They wiped their cheeks dry and Jared again looked at the shredded doublet in his hands. "Come lad, slip those on. We must get you to the ball." Incredulously Jared looked at the torn clothes in his hands. "I can't wear this. They'll laugh me right out of the ball room!" "Leave that to me son. Get them on and I'll take care of the rest." A somewhat skeptical Jared took off his work clothes and after a quick wash up began donning his fathers best dress doublet and hose. They sagged horribly. His father after all had been a much larger man than Jared. "I don't suppose in one of the many jobs from your past you were a tailor?" "Not just any tailor, but the king's own!" Gerald closed his eyes and began chanting words that Jared heard but couldn't remember. The clothes began to flutter gently at first as if in a summer breeze then more strongly as if in a spring gale. A bright light enveloped Jared. So bright that he had to close his eyes, yet even with them closed the light still hurt, then suddenly everything went dark and still. Jared slowly opened his eyes and once they adjusted to the dimness of the room he could see the magnificent clothes his godfather had created for him. Jared could only gape at the beautiful silver and blue doublet with the accompanying blue hose. In his hand was a matching blue velvet mask trimmed in silver, with a silver tie and on his feet he wore a pair of black suede slippers with pointed toes that turned up on the end. He had a silver cod piece that matched the silver of his doublet. "This is incredible! How did you ever create such amazing clothes?" "I created nothing. All you wear is an illusion. It is exceedingly difficult to create something from nothing so I used your father's clothes as the base for the illusion, they are mended and tailored to fit you, but other than that they look the same. Over those clothes I cast an illusion of the clothes you see. Anyone seeing them or touching them will believe them to be real. Only another person of exceptional magical abilities would be able to see through the illusion." Jared touched the clothes with his finger tips and they felt just as his eyes told him they should feel. He held up the mask and looked to his godfather questioningly. "Yes, well I did create the mask. One is not required for the ball, but it is acceptable and generally thought that with the nature of this ball some of the suitors might want a bit of anonymity. I suggest you wear it at all times tonight. Especially since your step mother and sisters will be there and may recognize you." "How am I getting to the ball? Have you whipped a pumpkin up into a fine carriage for me to ride in?" "A pumpkin? I have never heard of such a silly thing! Thor is waiting for you in the stables. I've changed his coloring some and his tack has been embellished to match the elegance of your clothes. The illusions will last until sunrise unless someone recognizes you. If you are recognized they will completely disappear and you will once again be seen as poor gentry upon an old plow horse. So be wary and do not allow yourself to be discovered." Jared stepped up to his godfather and unabashedly embraced him. After a few seconds hesitation the surprised Gerald embraced his godson as well and patted his back. "How can I ever repay your kindness to me?" "By..." Gerald stopped for a second to clear his throat. "going to the ball and winning the Princess's heart of course!" Jared at the Ball The finely dressed livery man stepped up and took the rains to Thor from Jared with out a second look. Jared with his head held high, looking straight ahead strode up the stone steps in into the castle. Once inside the imposing foyer he turned to the right and proceeded to the ballroom. Jared stopped at the top of the grand marble staircase to look out over the glittering crowd of revilers. Many swirled upon the dance floor while others stood in small groups talking or in some cases flirting. The ball had been going on for sometime and Jared knew that he was arriving a little late. It was possible that the Princess had already chosen a husband. Jared stopped a butler walking by and asked as nonchalantly as possible. "Has the Princess chosen a husband?" "Nay my lord. Many men have retired to her interviewing chamber, but none have been chosen as of yet. I would be happy to have the Chamberlin present you to her Highness if you are interested in being considered." There it was. Simple as that he could be presented to her and perhaps she would choose him. Only he thought of Evelyn and wasn't sure he wanted to be considered for the position of husband to the Princess. Jared looked over to the dais upon which stood the Princess's empty throne. The butler followed his gaze. "I'm sorry my lord, it appears her Highness may have wearied of the festivities and retired for the night. Perhaps you can be presented at a later date." As the butler turned and walked away Jared felt as though he'd let his godfather down. He despondently walked down the polished stairs dragging his hand along the smooth white marble of the banister. Jared walked over to the buffet table where morsels were placed for the guests to nibble on through out the night. He had just picked up a small gilded plate when he was bumped by someone. He turned and there stood a beautiful blond haired woman in an incredibly ornate golden ball gown. The close fitting ball gown made it hard for Jared to find her face and for a moment as his eyes got lost in her cleavage. Finally with the greatest effort he found his way to her face and was greeted with piercing blue eyes and a radiant smile. The rest of her face was covered with a black satin mask trimmed in gold and tied with a golden ribbon. "I am so very sorry my Lady!" "Oh it is I who am sorry. Sorry I did not bump into you earlier this evening. Then there I was not watching where I was going and have fortuitously bumped into you now." Her obviously forward comment took him aback for a moment. He stood there with his mouth agape, working with out hope for words. "Come my Lord, unless you are attempting to imitate a brook trout stranded upon a stream bank please take me out upon the dance floor and let us dance. It has been a long and danceless evening so far and I intend to take advantage of your offer to dance as an apology for your clumsiness." Jared felt like some country bumpkin as he couldn't seem to find any words in his head that would fit out of his mouth. But it didn't seem to matter to this beautiful woman. She stepped over beside him and taking his arm steered him out onto the dance floor. He was so transfixed her beauty that he didn't notice that all the revelers cleared a spot for them on the floor or that many of the people were pointing at them and whispering behind their hands. The music swelled until it filled the ballroom and then swept them all into motion. For the next several hours they danced. Their hands touching, their eyes smoldering, his hands sliding around on her waist and hips in the manner called for by each dance. He heaped mountains of silent praise upon his father for insisting that he learn to dance as a boy. For the two of them, time stood still. They passed pleasantries and he told her his first name, but both did everything possible to steer clear of who they really were. And oh how they flirted! Each caress, each touch, each brush, bolder than the one before, continually fanning the now raging fire of their lust for each other. The strain was more than they could bear and their need for each other had become positively palatable between them. A T-Girl Fairy Tale "You are incredible." He whispered to her as a dance move brought his lips close to her ear. She sighed delightedly. "As are you my Lord." "I don't mean to be too forward, but I must have you." He whispered in her other ear on the next dance step. "And you shall. Every inch of me." Without waiting for the music to end she took his hand and led him from the ballroom. Bypassing the small room where she'd taken all of her previous suitors she stepped out into a back hallway. He felt different to her, not like her suitors, but someone who wanted her for herself, not her station. Angel wanted this romantic feeling to continue in a room with a real bed. As they scurried up the hallway Jared noticed a woman wearing a dress that looked exactly like Patrice's in a corner. Strangled cries from the corner told him that it was Patrice and she had obviously found her potential husband. In the dimly lit hallway he could just make out the movement of her hips as she thrust herself into whoever the unfortunate man was, stinging him as a spider would a fly. Angel gave them barely a glance as she hurried farther down the hall to an intersection where she took a quick left. The next hallway was smaller and lined with doors down either side. To Jared it seemed that she knew exactly where she was going and he had no more than thought that when she opened the last door on the right and pulled him into the darkness. Angel and Jared No more had the door closed than her mouth covered his and filled it with her tongue. They each kissed as though kissing the other sustained their very lives. Ravenously they devoured each other as only two people could do that had teased and flirted so long that they had become desperate to have the other. Their hands grouped through openings in their clothes so that they could feel the burning heat of the others flesh. As they kissed their eyes adjust to the darkness of the room and they realized that the light of the full moon falling through the large windows made it easy to see. The light of the moon cast the room into shades of grey as it fell in a pool upon the bed then ran off to spread across the floor. The window was open and a cool breeze ruffled the curtains on either side. With a smile he could now easily see she pulled him toward the bed. She fell back across the bed pulling him after her and they continued to eagerly explore each other's bodies. Jared rubbed and squeezed her breasts through the corset as she eagerly ran her hands along his back down onto his muscular butt. Their kissing was cooling as the heat of their exploration intensified. Finally unable to bare the restraint of the corset any longer she sat up and turned her back to him. "Untie it." Jared had helped his step sisters in and out of their corsets lately so his hands deftly untied, then loosened the cord and helped it over her head. She turned back toward him and her beauty stole his breath. She still wore her mask. Her hair cascaded down over her smooth china white shoulders and her large breasts were tipped with nipples hard from their recent attention and eager for more. "Now you." Jared sat up on the bed and unbuttoned his doublet. Shrugging out of it he tossed it over onto an ornate chair sitting in the nearby corner. In one move he pulled the white shirt with long blousy sleeves over his head, jogging his mask slightly askew. Angel gently reached out and slid the mask back in place. Without looking Jared banished the shirt to the same chair as his doublet. Angel looked him in the eyes as she let her hand caress his cheek, then slide further down to his chest and across his rippled stomach. Her hand trembled slightly with anticipation and lust for him. Jared reclined back onto his elbows and the moonlight made his chiseled features stand out in stark relief. She leaned up over him brushing one of her nipples across his lips to tempt him; they parted so that his tongue could dart out to tease the nipple as it passed. On the second pass across his tortured lips they opened and the nipple was sucked inside. His tongue circled around it then quickly flicked it back and forth with the tip as he maintained a steady suction. Angel's knees were going weak as she imagined the swollen head of her penis being treated to the same attention. Jared opened his mouth as wide as possible, sucking in as much of her breast as would fit causing Angel to gasp with pleasure. She could wait no longer, yet there was something she needed to know before she took him. "Did you come to woo the Princess tonight?" He nodded his head yes as he continued to entertain her nipple with his tongue. "Are you sorry you didn't get your opportunity?" Jared thought for a second with his mouth covering this beautiful woman's nipple then shook it no. His reward was her radiant smile in the moonlight. "I promise you I am every inch as good a lover as the Princess." Angel reached down and undid his hose and cod piece then with a little wriggling and pushing they managed to remove them from his muscular legs without breaking the suction he had on her breast. She rubbed his hard calve muscles and imagined how good they were going to feel as they he squeezed them against her firm butt. Angel slid her hands up along his thighs and he spread them to allow her access to his balls and rock hard prick. When she saw his legs spread she imagined him doing it to allow her access to his arse hole and almost came on her gown. Angel squeezed his hard cock in her hand eliciting a grown of pleasure that vibrated through her breast. The bed was wide enough that they wouldn't have to reposition themselves to make love. She pulled her breast from his mouth which made a quiet plopping noise then repositioned herself between his legs. In the moonlight she could see his face and there was no surprise registered on it. She bent forward and enveloped his nicely sized penis with her mouth, something she usually never did, yet it just felt right this time. She worked her mouth on him, sucking and swallowing him to the base of his cock, only to pull back up and tease him further with her tongue. Jared was gasping, moaning and groaning in complete ecstasy with his out stretched hands gripping the bed cover when she slipped her index finger all the way into his ass. Angel looked up across his lean stomach and watched his face as her finger entered him. This was the point where most of the men she had ever been with needed a lot of coaxing to continue. Jared's head lolled back as he whimpered, "Oh God!" His sphincter then gripped her finger so tightly that Angel moaned in delighted surprise. This man was too good to be true! As his quivering sphincter gripped her finger her cock grew jealous and began to ache with the need to change places with it. Her cock was aching so badly she decided she could wait no longer. Angel pulled her mouth from his throbbing penis and knelt between he spread legs. Her voluminous gown the only reason Jared didn't know she was achingly hard with anticipation. She was in the exact position she wanted to be. In this position she was confident that even if he decided to struggle as she began to enter him, she would still be able to finish her conquest of him. "I'm going to make love to you now. I can't wait any longer for our bodies to merge. It may be painful for you, but I want you to relax and allow me to have my way with you no matter what I do next. Promise me right now that you will take all I have to give you. Give me your word as a gentleman." Angel looked into his face and the lust there was so obvious that she knew he wouldn't hesitate and he didn't. "I, Jared, do hereby give you my word as a gentleman, to not only take all you have to offer, but to also beg you for more!" Jared reached up and pulled her down onto him to kiss her lustily. Angel was still between his legs as their mouths met. His tongue filled her mouth as his right hand covered her breast and pinched her nipple. She sucked on his tongue as she reached down to pull her gown up and out of the way. Jared reached down with his other hand and unknowingly helped her remove the final road block for her penetration of his arse. As if it had a mind of its own her throbbing cock easily found its way to his ass hole. She pushed the head of her cock into him causing him to gasp and pull his tongue from her mouth. She followed his tongue with her own, out of her mouth and deeply into his, as the shaft of her penis followed the head deeper into Jared's surprised ass. Angel kept feeding her aching cock into him expecting at any moment to reach the point where she couldn't get any deeper. At three quarters of the way into him she felt his insides narrow with the tip of her cock, Jared whimpered a little in pain, but the resistance was minimal so she continued pushing ever deeper until every powerful inch of her womanhood was fully lodged inside of him. Angel stopped and held that position. Her tongue deep in his mouth and her prick buried deep in his ass. They were both breathing hard through their noses and though their rib cages worked as they breathed the rest of them stayed still as statues. As the seconds ticked by Angel's head spun with the realization that she had finally found a man who could fully swallow her meaty member with his ass. She reveled in the feeling of his hot flesh enveloping her turgid monster, the silky grip of his insides was simply wonderful and then something special happened. With a grip she didn't think was possible his already incredible ass clamped down around the base of her cock. It was the most intoxicating feeling she had ever felt! His ass relaxed for a second then clamped down even harder than the first time, causing an involuntary groan to escape Angel's throat. Jared relaxed again, and having regained his composure, gripped her with his muscular legs to pull her as tightly against himself as possible and clamped down on her cock with all his might. This time it was like a lighting strike to Angel's balls and with a huge groan she exploded inside him, bucking against him with each squirt that shot from the tip of her cock. Angel collapsed against his chest as she tried to catch her breath. Panting she started to stammer. "H...H...How is this p...possible? I've...nev...never met a m...man such as you!" Jared squeezed her cock with his sphincter. She was still uncomfortably deep inside of him, but he wasn't about to complain. She had started to go limp, but as he steadily squeezed and released her she began to harden once more. He worked her cock with his ass and true to his word as a gentleman he begged her for more. "Please my lady. May I have more of your special love?" Even as the words left his mouth he felt her twitch inside him. Angel rose up off of him and rested on her knees between his legs. Her penis had pulled partially from him yet he continued to work her with his strong sphincter muscle. She quickly undid the bottom of the gown and quickly pulled it over her head to casually toss it off of the bed. Jared watched her breasts sway and move in the moonlight as she worked. She was beautiful. Before his step mother and sisters had shown their special attributes to him he would have never believed this could be happening and had it not been for Evelyn he would not be enjoying this right now. This beautiful woman with her large member stretching his partially conditioned arse even further than the others was something he'd only recently learned could be possible. Angel took one of his legs and rolled Jared over onto his side. She scooted up closer to him and her penis once again reached deeper inside him than the other three could dream of reaching. Yet she knew that in this position her crotch would fit even closer to him, working between his muscular ass cheeks, she pushed tightly against Jared. He didn't even whimper in pain, only his quick intake of air and that narrow feeling on the tip of her penis again told her that she was as deeper in him than before. Angel rolled her hips forward so that the top of her cock pressed against the side of his sphincter. Jared gasped out loud as Angel found another three quarters of an inch to push into him. Jared responded by clamping down tightly on her cock. She smiled as she looked down on him in the moonlight. "That's it love. Squeeze me, like you're never going to let me go. You fit me like a corset. I can feel your insides conforming to the shape of my penis to tightly hug it, though not as tight as that talented arse of yours. I've had other lovers grip my cock with their ass, but only when they were having an orgasm. You seem to be able to do it at will and that is a talent that I treasure as much as you being able to accommodate all of me inside you. You are the first lover that has been able to accomplish that task on the first try. In the past I've forced others to take all of me when I've been very horny, but it is not a pretty sight." Angel was grinding her hips against Jared as she spoke and his hand had found its way up to her breasts and was pleasuring them as his ass gripped and released its hold on her thick cock. Jared pinched her nipples in rhythm with the attention he was showing her womanly meat causing Angel to moan in delirious elation. "Yes...yes...that is so very good my love. You are so completely attuned to my needs, to the types of things that pleasure me, it's as if you have been trained by someone to service me." Evelyn flitted through Jared's mind and the other two followed. In truth they were the only reason he knew what to do. He had learned in an effort to shorten the time he had to spend impaled on their unappreciative peckers. But Evelyn had taught him to enjoy this type of love making. And this beautiful woman was worth his every effort to please. Angel pulled back a little so she could move his leg and allow him to settle onto his back. Grabbing each of his legs she pushed them up against his chest as she eagerly returned her prick to its previous depth in him. This had the effect she had hoped and brought her breasts near his mouth. Jared didn't wait for her to say a word, but instead eagerly began to massage them with his hands as he sucked and teased her nipples. Angel's dominant character began to emerge as she started to pump his helpless ass vigorously. He found her enthusiasm to be intoxicating. He squeezed her breasts roughly and bit at the nipples hard enough to cause her to grunt and fuck him all the harder. Jared also squeezed her pounding prick with everything he had even though his arse was starting to get tired. "Oh my God! Take me lover! Take every long, hard, throbbing, fucking inch of me inside you! I'm going to pound my fucking cock into your tight little ass like I've never pounded anyone before!" And she did. She fucked him even harder than she had up to that moment. The feeling of his mouth and hands on her breasts as his gripping arse swallowed her huge prick again and again was a feeling that until tonight she had only dreamed about. Jared could feel his insides moving as her big cock stirred him and deep down he felt an orgasm building for him. He could also feel her orgasm building so he sucked on her nipples and gripped her with his ass as hard as he could. Her balls felt heavy with the come she was soon going to squirt into him as they slapped against his butt. Angel and Jared's excitement fueled each other's ecstasy as they race together toward an orgasm. Angel shoved her huge aching cock deeply into Jared and arched her back as the first squirt of come sprayed into Jared. "OOOOOHHHHH! MMMMMMYYYYY! GGGOOODDD! Jared felt something deep in his abdomen that was Angel's come spraying into him then he felt something different. A warm wash of pleasure broke over him and his already tight sphincter began to spasm around her squirting penis. Jared's orgasm only increased the intensity of Angel's as she slammed into him with each squirt. "OH!...OH!...OH!...So good!.....It feels so...damn....good!" She punctuated each utterance with a big squirt of her come, shoving herself as deep as she could go into him Jared dropped his head back onto the bed and snaked his hands down onto her ass to pull her tightly against him as the last of his orgasm washed over him and he groan out loud. "More! Give me more! I love the feel of you inside me!" They finally ground to a halt, their spent bodies covered in a light sheen of sweat. Angel released his legs allowing them to drop to the bed on either side of her. Her head was just above his shoulder and he could feel her hot breath on his neck as she panted in recovery. Most of her penis was still inside him and he could feel her slowly deflating. His arse hole ached with all the effort he'd put into squeezing her fat prick and a little bit due to the size of that same prick. Jared placed his hands on her waist then slowly and tenderly slid them up along her back to embrace her. Raising his head he kissed her shoulder several times before resting it back on the bed. "I don't really know who you are Jared, but I'm so happy that you came to the ball tonight." He kissed her shoulder as he hugged her again, responding with a quiet. "Me too." "Where did you come from? I mean, we've made love twice now, and from the very beginning you willingly accepted me and eagerly participated in something that many men have struggled in vain to avoid. And no one has ever taken all of me the very first time, yet with only the slightest effort you accommodated my rather large womanhood and then proceed to grip it tightly with that wonderful, talented, arse of yours, while sucking on my breasts! It is almost as if you have been in training to be my lover!" Angel pulled her now mostly flaccid penis from his still quivering ass and rolled off of him. She lay on her side propping her head up with her hand so she could look at his face in the moonlight. She could see he had a far away look in his eyes as he prepared to answer her question. "My father was a minor noble at best. Country gentry is more accurate, he had a Lordship title and an estate. My mother passed and eventually he remarried. On their wedding night he died during consummation of the marriage. It seems that he was unaware of the fact that she was a woman just like you. She intended to take immediate control of their relationship and the shock of her cock in his arse was too much for him. For some time now I have been little more than a servant in my own home. Everything passed to her and her two daughters upon my father's death. As it turns out both the daughters are women like their mother and a little over a week ago they decided to use me for their pleasure. While I was tied to a table with one of the girls stuck in each end of me their mother walked in. She shooed them away then proceeded to press herself into me, taking me as thoroughly as her daughters. Since that time I have serviced each one of them every day and occasionally more than once a day." "You poor thing, you have been in training for me and just didn't know it. But I still don't understand something. Unless you were doing a very good job of acting you truly seemed to be enjoying our love making, yet when you speak of them there is obvious hatred in your voice." "My step mother and older step sister use me as casually as one would use a paring knife. I was a tool to accomplish a job and nothing else, though I believe that they found extra enjoyment in using me that way. So in self preservation and an effort to keep their womanly penises inside of me the least amount of time possible, I tried to be the most effective tool that I could be. That is where I learned that if I squeezed their throbbing pricks while inside me they came all the quicker and then I could go on my way."