Fortress

DISCLAIMER: All characters engaged in sexual situations are at least 18 years old.

I'm a recluse. I hate being around others with their inane chatter assaulting my ears. I have tried my best to get away from the rest of mankind and to a certain extent, I have succeeded.

Oh, by the way, my name is Colin Smythe. I am thirty-three years old and live inside a mountain, exactly where isn't important to my story. I have a blazing red head of hair and blue eyes. I am five foot seven in my stocking feet and weigh in at one hundred sixty-seven pounds of semi-hard muscle--I say semi-hard because I don't work out but, thanks to a decent diet, I have maintained a decent weight and the work I do around what I call my house keeps my muscles toned. I was once married but Erin decided to literally run off with the postman.

Once the divorce was final, I pulled up stakes and moved into what I call my wilderness. The land itself had been left to me by my grandfather. There I built myself a primitive hut that would provide me with shelter from the elements during mid- to late-spring. Once the hut was done, I started using my rather large inheritance from my grandfather to create my fortress and a fortress it was to become.

An entire hillside was scraped off the side of my mountain and the beginnings of my home started to take shape. Concrete slabs formed the bottom floor and all four sides of the house which ended up being three stories high. Inside the four walls, a framework of steel uprights and girders supported the upper two floors. When I was done, I would have running water, electricity, and heat built into a mountain side. Finally, the heavy stuff was done and I was left alone to install all the amenities that would turn the place into my home away from mankind.

Spring turned to summer and I decided that I was more comfortable working totally naked. By August most of the necessary items had been installed. With the weather cooling, I decided that clothing was once again necessary but dressed in as little as possible. By this time, the work was mostly inside and I stayed as naked as I could.

From the outside, you would never guess that there was a house built into the side of the mountain--it all looked like a jumble of rocks.

Spring came and all traces of the vehicle traffic delivering bits and pieces of my home were gone. I stayed inside amused by my porn collection and as naked as the day I was born.

About the beginning of May was when it happened. I was sitting at the breakfast table eating my bacon and eggs and looking out my window at the outside world when I heard a scream and then a soft thud. That was followed by a man's voice yelling at whomever had screamed.

"Shut the fuck up, bitch! When we get done with you, you will wish we'd killed you."

I head a weak response and grabbed a pair of shorts and my rifle. I went upstairs to my living room and peered through my gunport. What I saw made my blood boil with anger. Two men were standing over a half-dressed woman. They were naked from the waist down and her clothes had either been torn to shreds or cut off her. One of the men edged his way into position to rape the poor girl who could not have been more than twenty years old while the other threatened her with a nasty looking knife.

I aimed to miss, but not by much. The bullet hit about a foot from the jerk trying to rape the girl. Let's just say that his dick got awfully soft in a hurry. Both men looked around in vain for where the bullet had come from. My next round hit about a foot from the second jerk and his dick shrunk back into his scrotum. By the time my third shot was fired they had lost all interest in the girl, pulling up their pants and leaving the scene in hurry.

I went back downstairs and opened my outer door stepping out to fetch the girl into the safety of my home.

"Who are you? Where did those two go?"

"My name is Colin. I don't really care where they went. Now, what's your name?"

"Susan. Susan Meyers."

"I'm sorry but I don't have any women's clothing at hand. I'll find you something inside that you can try on." Truth be told, I doubted that I had anything that wouldn't fall off her.

"You live inside a mountain?"

"Yes, I do. I built it myself. Well, I did have some help, but most of the inside work I did on my own."

"Why?"

"I don't like what passes for civilization these days so I built myself a fortress to keep people out. I do take exception to those who would use my front yard to rape women. How did you ever end up in that position, anyway?"

"I went out with my girlfriend last night and the next thing I knew, my clothes were in tatters, my panties had been ripped off and I saw two hard cocks that looked like they were ready to fuck me."

"Oh, they were ready. I just persuaded them to change their minds."

"Where did you learn to shoot like that?"

"I was a sniper in the Army."

"Well, thank you, Colin, for scaring them off."

"You're very welcome, Susan. Now let's see if I have anything small enough to fit you." I had to admit that her semi-nudity was causing my cock to harden inside my shorts. I guess I stared at her pussy hair and tits too long and was caught staring.

"Colin, I think you have a problem. Can I help?"

"Yeah. Let's find you something to cover your tits and ass, OK?"

"OK." Her smile was to die for and I hadn't fucked anybody for well over a year. Then she did the unexpected: she pulled the remnants of her dress over her head leaving her in a torn bra and nothing else. My cock hardened even more as she reached behind her back and unsnapped her bra, letting it fall to the floor. "Does that help any?"

"No, I can't say that it does."

"Colin, you are overdressed. Take off those shorts and let me see what you've been hiding."

"Susan, I just saved you from being raped. Now you want me to get naked in front of you?"

"Yeah. I may not have wanted those two jerks to fucking rape me, but I've decided I want to fuck you."

"What if I decide that the time isn't right?"

"Your cock says otherwise. Now let me see him." After having my only satisfaction in over a year being Minnie and her four daughters, who was I to argue? I pulled my shorts over my hard cock and let them fall to the floor around my feet.

"Oh, wow! Uncle Billy wasn't that big."

"Uncle Billy?"

"Yeah, he's the one that took my cherry just after I turned eighteen. He's only a year older than me. Aunt Alice had a surprise baby. I thought he was big until I saw your cock."

"So just how many men have you fucked?"

"Up until today, just Uncle Billy. You, Colin, are going to be only the second cock to get into my hot pussy. Come to momma, big boy. Let me taste you." As I got closer to her, Susan dropped to her knees and took my cock into her mouth. I mentally thanked Uncle Billy for teaching her how to suck a cock. He had taught Susan to suck a cock like a pro. Her head began bobbing faster and faster.

"Uh, Susan, I'm not going to last very much longer." She removed her mouth from my cock and smiled up at me.

"That's OK. Just let it come and I'll swallow whatever you give me. Then we can fuck longer after you recover." She went back to sucking my cum from my balls.

The pause had given me a bit more control over when I was going to cum, but it didn't regulate how much cum Susan was going to get. After another minute or so, I groaned and let a huge amount of cum gush down her throat. She spent a bit of time to clean my cock of all traces of my cum before sitting back on her heels.

"That was yummy, but the next load of cum is going into my tummy." She stood up and closed the distance between us. Her lips latched on to mine and I could taste my cum on her lips and tongue.

"Now, Colin, do you really think we need to find me some clothes?"

"I guess not." My right hand cupped her left breast which was barely a handful and my left hand found its way into her dripping snatch.

"Hmm, that feels good. Don't stop. Please don't stop." In return, Susan gently grabbed my soft dick and brought it slowly back to full attention over the next five minutes.

"Let me show you the bedroom. It's upstairs."

I led her into the bedroom and she jumped on the bed rolling over onto her back with her arms and legs spread wide open. I climbed up and positioned myself at the entrance to paradise, Susan took my cock in her hand and introduced it to her pussy, I took it slowly at first, relishing the slipperiness and texture of her velvet womanhood. When I finally reached full depth, poking at her cervix, Susan put her hands on my ass and tried to pull me even deeper inside her.

"Fuck me, Colin! Make me happy."

I watched my cock as it alternately entered and withdrew from her pussy. Her nether lips followed the direction my cock was going, in and out. My cock was slimy and shiny as she wiggled her hips beneath me. I hit her g-spot more than once and my cock was no stranger to her clit.

Our hips rose and fell faster and faster. Susan had two small orgasms as I plowed her fleshy furrow again and again. I knew I was getting close after twenty-five minutes or so of non-stop fucking. Suddenly, Susan froze and screamed with joy as a massive orgasm ran through her genitals and took over her entire body. I was right behind her, painting the inside of her womb white with my sperm-laden cum. We both fell back catching our breath and coming down from our orgasmic high.

"Oh, Colin, you did make me happy. Even Uncle Billy has never made me feel so good and I truly loved fucking him. Are you, by any chance looking for a naked live-in housekeeper?"

"I hadn't really thought about it, but I could see the advantages of having one."

At that moment one of the perimeter alarms, which I had not set the night before, went off. Susan and I went to one of the windows to find the same two would-be rapists looking around my front yard as if they had lost something.

"Hey! That's my pocketbook with my wallet in it!"

"OK. Scene One, Take Two." I took my rifle and jacked a round into the chamber. Aiming carefully, I shot the strap off one end of the pocketbook. The would-be thief pulled a gun from his pocket and started looking around trying to find a target to shoot back at. His partner decided that discretion was the better part of valor and left my front yard. The jerk, still holding the pocketbook, kept looking around for a target. My next shot sent the pocketbook to the ground. As he started to reach for it, my third shot hit right at his feet. He finally got the message leaving the pocketbook and running after his buddy.

I kept the rifle in hand as I went to retrieve Susan's purse. Naked, I walked into my yard. A wild pistol shot told me that jerk number two had never left the area. I dropped to the ground and looked through my telescopic sight, locating my attacker about fifty yards away at the edge of the wood line.

"Hey asshole! Is that pocketbook worth your life?"

"If I don't get it, I'm a dead man anyway."

"Why? What's so important about that pocketbook?"

"I don't know. We were paid to get it and take it to an address in town. He told us we could fuck the bitch if we wanted her and to make it painful."

"Who paid you?"

"Some guy named Billy Wilson." I heard a muffled gasp from behind me and I figured Billy Wilson was also known as Uncle Billy.

"OK. Here's the deal. You throw out your gun, get up and walk out of here--alive. Or I can kill you right where you are lying and I will have no more problems from you. It makes no matter to me either way. What's it to be?"

"You can't even see me. How are you going to shoot me?"

"I'll tell you what. I'll put a round two feet from where you are laying to show you I can and will kill you if you take option two." I then put a round two feet from where he lay on the ground. A pistol was thrown out into the clearing and the guy stood up and walked away.

"Oh, tell Billy Wilson to watch his back from now on."

I stepped out and picked up the pocketbook and the pistol, taking the pocketbook back inside to Susan and pocketing the gun.

"I wonder why this pocketbook is so important to Uncle Billy."

"I thought it was Uncle Billy when the guy said Billy Wilson and you gasped."

"Well, the strap is ruined so I'm going to find out what is so important." She took one of my sharper knives from the drawer and started destroying her own pocketbook. It didn't take long to find a seam that was a bit larger than the others. When Susan cut it open, we both gasped. The seam had been filled with polished diamonds--and not the cheap stuff.

"Susan, how did you get this pocketbook?"

"Uncle Billy gave it to me when he came home from his last trip to Europe about a month ago."

"Where did he go in Europe?"

"All over, but the last place he mentioned was Amsterdam."

"He used the pocketbook to smuggle the diamonds into this country. I wonder if they were stolen?"

"So, what do we do now?"

"We decide if I want a live-in housekeeper."

"What are the wages?"

"As much cock as you want stuffed inside your pussy."

"Will it always stuff me and fill me with cum?"

"I think that's a solid maybe leaning towards a solid yes. There's only one problem--I've only got one bed."

"That's a benefit, not a problem, Colin. We don't need two beds. Two beds would make me want to quit and move on."

"Well, we can't have that. Can we?"

"Nope."

"So, are you willing to take the job?"

"Yes, but we have to seal the deal."

"Come to bed and let me give you an advance on your wages."

We went to bed to fuck the afternoon away, sealing the deal with multiple orgasms for Susan and a very sensuous cum for me. The inner rides of her pussy inspired me to new heights of sensation and my long, thick cock gave her reason to be very happy with the job offer.

That was five years ago. We now have a three-year old daughter, Stephanie, and Susan is once more expecting. Our fortress still remains hidden from the world and all of us are true nudists at home.