Emasculated by e-bike Ch. 02

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Disclaimer: This is a fictional story, none of the character details are real. Each character is over 18 yrs of age and are engaging consensually.

Mike has moved across town into a more rural setting. This requires him to cover more distance via e-bike to meet his tops. It is once again summertime in Mike's neck of the woods. The warm temperatures are driving Mike's libido to unusual heights.

In our last episode, Mike met an older farmer, named Lester, online and rode his e-bike out to meet him. Lester turned out to be an extremely well hung seventy year old man who is seeking a regular bottom to quench his carnal thirsts.

The meeting quickly devolved into Lester forcing Mike to crossdress and adopt the moniker "Mary". Lester then proceeded to audition Mary's cock sucking skills, ultimately feeding Mary three loads.

As a condition of meeting again, Lester demanded that Mike where his sundress and wig on the ride home furthering Mike's emasculation as Lester grooms him into a submissive sex toy.

We catch up with Mike the next day.

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Mike Has Mixed Feelings about Meeting Again

It was Tuesday morning. I was back in my home office at my desk answering emails and going through my calendar. My schedule was light today which was good and bad. I enjoyed having the time to catch up on my own workload rather than helping my direct reports stay on track with theirs. However, the free time allowed me time to consider yesterday's events with Lester.

My mind seemed to have bifurcated into two halves. One half of my brain felt shame and disgust for what Lester had convinced me to do. Dressing me like a woman and enticing me to fellate him over and over, swallowing each time. As I replayed the scenes in my head, the other side of my brain became aroused and wanted to do it again.

"What the fuck is wrong with you," I said to myself, "You've more than lived out your fantasy, now get back on the straight an narrow and stop thinking about this deviant mis-step you allowed yourself to take."

The rational side of my brain was right, I needed to stop thinking about what I allowed myself to do and move on. But the dark side of my brain kept replaying the lurid farmhouse scenes in my head. Every time I replayed what happened, my cock became rock hard. I knew that if I ever went back to meet with Lester again, he would take even more from me. I started picturing that meeting in my head and wondered what it be like to get impaled by Lester's big, uncut cock.

"Stop! You're not going back!" the voice in my head screamed, "You're not gay, your just horny and you need another outlet."

I couldn't help myself. I kept wondering what it would be like to let the elder farmer use his cock to do the unthinkable to me. I pictured myself on the bed, on all fours, with Lester behind me driving his massive cock into my virgin ass. I wasn't wondering how much it would hurt; I was wondering how it would feel to submit and allow myself to be used like that. No self-respecting married man would let another man do that to him willingly. But here I was wondering about it and getting turned on.

A New Email Arrives

Just as I was having my own interpersonal crisis, I heard the familiar "ding" of a new email arriving on my clandestine email account. As I suspected, it was a new note from Lester:

Mary,

You were such a good girl yesterday. For being your first time, you did an excellent job of nearly completely emptying Daddy's big balls. I was so pleased that you were respectful and decided to swallow all of Daddy's semen and didn't waste any. Swallowing is a hallmark of a good girl.

I've attached a pic I took this morning of my cock. My cock keeps becoming erect when I think about training that tight pussy of yours. I was hoping that you would ride over again today so we could continue building our relationship. You look so pretty in your sundress, I bet it makes you wonder what it would be like to finally give yourself up and become a woman by letting Daddy take your virginity.

Let me know when you plan on stopping by for a visit...

My hands were shaking as I opened the attachment. I felt myself gasp as the image opened on my flatscreen display. It was Lester's big cock in full erection. The wrinkled skin on his big balls contrasted against the veiny but smooth skin on his shaft that had been pulled tight when it filled to the hilt with blood. His big, purple cock head had emerged slightly from the hood of his foreskin and was shiny with precum. You could gauge it's massive size as it extended well over his belly button, extending halfway up his stomach.

"Jezus," I heard myself gasp as I leaned forward to get a closer look.

I started imagining myself on all fours, struggling to take Lester's massive phallus up my ass. I did a quick google search to understand what might happen to my anatomy and discovered that his nine-plus-inch cock would push past the bend in my rectum and enter my sigmoid colon. The human rectum was only 6 inches deep, seven inches max. If I let Lester fuck me, he'd literally be re-arranging my bowels.

"This guy could injure you," the rational voice in my head screamed, "you had your fun, now delete this email and get back to work!"

I kept studying the image and wondered how it would feel to be impaled by Lester's monster. My twisted mind started wondering when I would ever get another chance to experience a cock this big in that way. One thing was certain; my desire to suck his cock was overwhelming. I knew I was going to do it again.

As if by someone else's command, my hands opened a reply email and started typing:

Lester,

I could be there at 11 A. M. today if that works for you. I don't know if I can commit to anything more than a repeat of yesterday's activities. If you would like me to stop over, please confirm and I will be there,

Mary

I re-read the email and couldn't believe I had signed it as "Mary". It's like this old bastard had re-wired my brain. I was actually concerned about what he thought about me and whether I was pleasing him. What the fuck had gotten into me, I wondered. I knew I would have no interest in this old bastard if he didn't have the largest cock I'd ever seen.

"Fuck it," I muttered, and hit "SEND".

As soon as I hit "SEND", it occurred to me that it was already 10 A. M. If I wanted to get there on time, I would need to leave in thirty minutes or less. Fortunately, I didn't need to wait long for a response. Lester replied almost instantly:

Excellent, Mary, see you then.

Daddy will serve you lunch, then you will be Daddy's desert!

Mike Starts Thinking Like Mary

My mind seemed to be on autopilot. I went upstairs and changed into the same outfit as yesterday, cut-off shorts, commando, and no shirt. I had to figure out a way to change into my sundress before I arrived at Lester's. As I considered the logistics, I found myself in my wife's makeup drawer. I figured I'd be wearing a helmet, so I could put lipstick on here at home before I left. As I stumbled around my wife's makeup drawer, I found an old set of press-on nails that I'd never seen her wear.

I pulled out the pack of press on nails and set them on the counter. Then I carefully applied some bright red lipstick while watching myself in the mirror. It was hard for me to get the edges straight since my hands were shaking with excitement. With my lipstick applied, I focused on the press-on nails. I opened the package and followed the instructions until I had a set of bright red finger nails that didn't clash too badly with my lipstick.

Fortunately, my helmet would cover up my lipstick and most of my wig. My fingernails were subtle enough that you'd really have to be tuned in to notice them as I sped by on my e-bike. I headed back downstairs wearing only my cutoff shorts, my lipstick and my press-on nails. I headed into the garage and grabbed my wig out of the compartment under my seat. I brought it back inside to put it on to check it in the mirror to ensure it was straight, then I headed back out to my bike and carefully pulled the helmet over my head and flipped the visor down.

I wheeled my e-bike out into the driveway and then closed my garage door. I started pedaling and simultaneously rolled on the throttle. I sped through my neighborhood and out onto the trails, embarking on the 20-minute ride to meet Lester. As I blazed along at nearly max speed, I glanced down and caught the bright red nails on my throttle hand. Oddly, I felt my cock start to chub up when I saw them.

"You're wearing lipstick, a wig, and nails and you're getting a hard on?" my inner voice scoffed, "Imagine the shame you'd feel if your wife and friends found you dressing up as a woman and performing sex acts for another man."

I tried to shake off scolding my inner voice was delivering and enjoy the sunshine of a hot, humid summer day. My mind kept conjuring up the image of the photo Lester sent this morning of his enormous, veiny cock. It was as if that image was pulling me to Lester's farm like a magnet. I didn't know how far I was willing to go with Lester today, but I knew what he was expecting. I was focused on having the chance to be on my knees with his big cock in my mouth for a second time. I kept pushing thoughts to the back of my mind about allowing Lester to fuck me. I wasn't ready to consider that eventuality yet.

I passed a few runners and dog walkers out on the trails without raising any suspicion. I had planned on stopping to change into my sundress near the end of the trails before it connected with Route 39. The trail was much less travelled out there and I assumed I could find a secluded spot in the woods just off the trail to change. The section of trails just prior to connecting with Route 39 were very wooded, I was certain I could find the appropriate spot.

At around 10:55 A. M., I was near the Route 39 intersection and needed to find a spot to change. I found narrow path leading off the trail and slowed to investigate. I pushed my bike down the path for about 40 yards, and found myself secluded in buckthorn and mature trees. I pulled open my bike seat to reveal the sundress in the compartment underneath. I pulled off my shorts and stood there with my erect cock pointing skyward in public. I enjoyed the sensation of being totally nude in the middle of the woods. I reached down and stroked my cock, rotating around as if to display myself to a gallery of imaginary spectators.

After a few seconds jacking myself into a frenzy, I pulled out my sundress and pulled it on. I struggled to get the zipper up in back but managed to get it done after a few tries. I pulled my helmet back on and pushed my e-bike back out onto the trail. I had successfully made the transition to Mary. As soon as I emerged from the woods, I ran straight into an older gentleman walking a yellow lab.

"Good morning, Miss," he said cheerfully.

I was shocked and didn't know how to answer, so I just waved rather than trying to fake a woman's voice. I was hoping he didn't notice my raging hard on pushing up the front of my sundress. I hopped on my e-bike, gave a few quick pedal strokes to build speed and then hit the throttle. I zoomed passed the man and his dog and felt my sundress blowing up. I knew I was exposing my naked ass to the walker, but I didn't care. In a few seconds, I would be out of site and out of mind.

I blazed out onto Route 39, my e-bike at top speed, my dress flying in the wind, exposing my cock and my ass every once and a while. I loved the sensation of the hot, humid air rushing across my naked skin, it was intoxicating. I made the turn onto Dell Road, and I knew I would be at Lester's farm in the next few minutes.

I remembered that Lester didn't want to see my cock and I had forgotten to duct tape it to my stomach as he requested the first time we met. I assumed I would just tape myself up once I got there. I saw Lester's farm ahead on the left and eased up on the throttle. I made the turn into his farm and coasted up the dirt road that led to the farmhouse.

I hopped off my e-bike and let it rest on it's kickstand. Then I carefully pulled off my helmet being careful not to mess up my Betty Rubble wig. I had left my house as Mike, but I was arriving at Lester as Mary. It was 11 A. M. on the nose, my work calendar was all but clear for the day. There were no time pressures on me to return for work meetings. I should have been relaxed, but my heart was in my throat as I approached Lester's screen door.

Mary Knocks on Lester's Door

My hands shook with excitement and anxiety as I reached for the screen door into the porch on the front of the farmhouse. I entered the screened porch and walked to the front door, hesitating a second before I knocked.

"Is that you, Mary?" Lester called from inside the house.

"Yes!" I yelled back through the screen door.

"Well, c'mon in!" Lester barked almost as if he was annoyed that I was there.

I pulled open the door and walked into the dimly light farmhouse. It was just as yesterday; the fans were blowing but that was the only sound except for the seldom 18-wheeler that passed on the two-lane out front. Lester was sitting on the couch, naked, his giant cock in his big, meaty hand.

"Well, look at you all gussied up," Lester said smiling, "It looks like you got your nails done."

I couldn't believe that the old man had noticed such a minor detail. I froze in front of him, staring at his huge phallus rising from his loins. Then, as if in a trance, I heard something come out of my mouth.

"I need to duct tape myself, Sir," I nearly whispered, vulnerably, "I forgot to do it before I left."

"You know where it is Mary," Lester said, nodding his head toward the kitchen.

I walked into the kitchen and found the box on the table where I had left it yesterday. I pulled off a long strip of tape and used it to tape up my cock from the base of my balls all the way up my stomach. Once my cock was hidden, I walked back to the living room and stood in front of Lester waiting to see what as next.

"Why don't you take that sundress off and let me see that tight little body, Mary," Lester commanded.

I reached back and struggled a bit with the zipper, but within a few seconds, the dress was on the floor around my ankles. I stepped out of the dress and approached Lester, kneeling in front of his big cock and low hanging balls as if in a trance. I took one of his huge balls in my mouth while looking up at him.

"Oh, look at you," Lester moaned, "so anxious for my big ole cock."

While I had his right testicle in my mouth, Lester decided to rub his big cock all over my face, laughing as he did.

"My cock is bigger than your head, Mary," Lester scoffed, "But I guess that's why you're here, isn't it."

I felt degraded as the elder farmer treated me with such disrespect. But he was right; I was there because of his enormous cock. If he had only six inches, there's no way I would be doing what I was doing. I tried to ignore what that said about me. Instead, I just mindlessly switched from sucking his right testicle to his left.

"Do your friends know how much you like big cocks?" Lester asked, clearly trying to degrade me further, "I bet you keep that a secret don't you."

The aroma of his musk was permanently in my nostrils after he scrubbed my face with his hard-on. I was surprised how much the scent turned me on. I licked up his long shaft and took his shrouded cock head in my mouth for the first time today.

"Oh, that's what you came for, isn't it?" Lester hissed, "You know how I like it now, Mary, show me what you learned yesterday."

I was once again naked, on my knees in front of the elder farmer working his big cock all the way into my throat. As I pulled off and stroked his saliva-soaked cock for a second, I almost didn't recognize my hand with the bright red press-on nails. Lester's hands grabbed my head and pushed me down on his cock. I suddenly found my face pressed firmly against Lester's hairy pubes with his cock buried in my throat. Lester stood up off the couch taking my head with him.

"Take that cock, Mary," Lester howled, "I've been thinking about this since I woke up this morning. I couldn't' wait to feed you this cock just the way you like it."

We were barely five minutes into the meeting and I was naked, on my knees, being face fucked with abandon by the old man. I heard myself making "Gawk, Gawk, Gawk," sounds that I had only seen in porno movies as women gave up their throats. Now I was that woman.

"You little city slut, riding out here to take Daddy's big cock," Lester sneered, "You're living a secret life aren't you, Mary."

Lester knew I couldn't answer, he had paralyzed my vocal cords by shoving his cock right through them. The only sound I could make right now was "Gawk" or "Oomph". Even with the rough treatment I was getting, I felt my cock throbbing against the duct tape, trying to get free.

"I feel a little bad messing up that pretty lipstick," Lester panted, as he continued to take full strokes into my throat, "But we are both getting what we want aren't we, Mary."

He wasn't wrong, I wasn't being held hostage. I had willingly dressed as Mary and knelt before him. Even after the rough treatment he gave me yesterday, I still returned today sending the message that I liked it and wanted more.

"It's a good thing Daddy's big balls make so much cum," Lester continued, "I'll always be able to feed you what you desire and still have plenty left over to push you to the next level."

"Gawk, Gawk, Gawk," filled the room over the noise of the electric window fans.

Lester was really going to town on my throat. Tears ran down my cheek and my nose was running as my throat flooded itself with saliva to lube itself from the onslaught Lester's nine-inch cock was delivering.

"Put those hands behind your back, Mary," Lester barked, "Now look up at me as I feed you this cock!"

Lester was taking what he wanted with no regard for my desires. He assumed I was a willing whore who would do whatever he wanted. I was starting to think he wasn't wrong. I quickly put my hands behind my back and clasped my hands together, following Lester's command and showing deep submission. It was clear to me now that Lester was bringing his A game today. I knew that this was just the beginning of what the rest of our meeting held.

"God, I love this throat," Lester groaned, as he took, long, full strokes, "Are you hungry bitch? 'Cause I'm going to feed you over and over today."

For a moment, I was outside my body watching what was happening in my minds eye. In the span of thirty six hours, I had gone from a devout husband and upstanding citizen to a guy who cross-dressed and allowed an old man to cum down his throat. I couldn't believe how quickly I had allowed myself to fall into this depraved lifestyle.

Lester pulled his giant erection out of my throat and slapped my face with it over and over, saliva splashing all over as he did.

"Tell me you love my big ole cock, Mary," Lester commanded, "Tell me you want to take it any way I give it to you!"

"I love your big cock, Daddy!" I barked back, surprising myself, "I want to please Daddy any way I can."

Lester looked down on me and smiled a wicked smile, "Beg for my cum, slut."

I don't know why, but being this submissive was really turning me on.

"Please, Daddy, feed me your sacred sex juice," I gasped, "I promise to swallow every drop."

"The more you swallow, the prettier you get," Lester laughed, "Now get back on my dick and suck until you drink all that you desire."

I did what Lester asked, but not only because he demanded it, but because I also needed it. I took him balls deep and gave him my best effort. I reached up and grabbed his ass cheeks with both hands and pulled him in until my face was smashed against his pubes. I held his ass cheeks tight as I impaled myself on his giant cock.

"That's it, Mary," Lester snickered, placing his hands on his hips watching with pleasure, "Take it all, it's all for you, slut."

I was in a place, mentally, that I'd never been before. Lester had unleashed a person inside me that I didn't know existed. He was right, I was a total slut for his massive cock. I couldn't get enough of it. I kept pulling my mouth all the way off and then pulling his ass cheeks toward me until my face slammed into his bush. I was being a total whore for him; the entire scene was obscene.

"Suck that cum out of my big balls, bitch," Lester demanded, "I'm going to send you home full of Daddy's sex juice. I can tell you were made for this."

Something had changed from yesterday. Lester was no longer forcing his huge cock down my throat. I was now willingly impaling my face on his massive dick while kneeling in front of him. My motivation was to suck out all the cum from his massive balls and provide him pleasure so he would view me favorably. In less than twenty-four hours I had gone from victim to instigator.

"Are you ready to feed from my loins?" Lester howled, on the precipice of orgasm, "Swallow it all, you fuckin' cum whore!"

Lester's legs started to spasm and his body soon followed convulsing as he started to unload.

"FUHCK!" Lester bellowed as he unloaded in my mouth.

I felt his cock surge in my throat and felt rope after rope of hot semen being injected directly into my stomach. I couldn't believe how turned on I was as I allowed myself to become a receptacle for Lester's fountain of "sex juice" as he called it. His orgasm seemed to go on forever. He fired one cum missile after another into my waiting stomach, finally falling back onto the couch pulling my head along with him as he did.

"Suck it all out, Mary," Lester whispered, "Don't waste a fucking drop."

I continued to nurse his rock-hard cock waiting for him to tell me to stop. After a few more minutes, I felt him pull my head and looked up at him. I squeezed his shaft between my thumb and my index finger and ran it from the base of his balls up his shaft. A large drop of cum was expelled from his sizable pee-hole and I sucked it off. Then I repeated the procedure a second time, yielding a much smaller droplet.

"You can't get enough, can you," Lester said, smiling.

I didn't say anything in return, I just nodded in the affirmative and then looked down in shame.

"You like pleasing Daddy, don't you, Mary?" Lester asked, looking down at me with a sick grin on his face.

"Yes, Sir," I answered, again looking at the floor.

"I took a blue pill for you today, Mary," Lester explained, "I'm going to be able to give you all the cock you need before I send you home to your regular life."

I sat back on my haunches and looked up at him with a belly full of his cum. I felt awkward just looking at the old farmer, so I decided to just lean forward and put him back in my mouth.

"Look at you back on my cock already," Lester snickered, "I didn't even need to ask, you seemed to know exactly what I wanted."

I continued to suck on the elder man's cock while he played with my wig and shared his twisted thoughts.

"We are going to have so much fun together, Mary," Lester continued, "I have so much to teach you, and you are such a willing student. By the end of summer, I will make you into the ideal woman who knows every secret on how to please a man. I can be a pretty kinky guy, but I think you already knew that."

I was more turned on than I had ever been in my life. It was like my rational mind had left the building and my entire being was being controlled by my unhinged lust. I had just throated his cock and swallowed a huge dose of his cum and now I was back on his cock sucking him like a thirsty cum slut. My lipstick was smeared all over his shaft and some of it had rubbed off onto my hand. I wondered what my face must have looked like.

"When I take your virginity today," Lester said quietly, but with authority, "I will officially own you. You will never again be able to forget the man who turned you into a real woman."

My mind barely registered what Lester was suggesting. I was too busy trying to suck a second load out of his big cock to consider the weight of his words. In the back of my mind, I knew what he wanted. He had told me clearly yesterday and just said it explicitly now. However, I was in a state of denial about how deeply I was allowing myself to fall into this cavern of depravity.

Lester Takes Mary into the Bedroom to Maker Her a Woman

While I slobbered on Lester's cock, he was planning his next move.

"Let's take this to the bedroom, Mary," Lester suggested, "I think we will be more comfortable there as we take this to the next level."

I froze for a second, realizing what Lester meant by "next level". If I didn't stop this now, I knew that I would be tacitly agreeing to something I had never thought I'd let myself do. Lester rose to his feet and looked down at me.

"Get up, Mary," he said, with a tone that indicated he was serious, "I need to make you mine."

I rose to my feet and stood facing the elder farmer. He started walking toward the kitchen and I followed him. When we got there, he opened a cabinet about the sink and pulled out a pill bottle. He dispensed a single pill into his big palm and held it out for me. From the color, I knew it was Viagra.

"Take this Mary," Lester ordered, "I have found that it improves your sex drive. It's only fair that you take one since I have."

I didn't understand why Lester wanted me to take a boner pill when my cock was taped to my abdomen. But I did what he said and put it in my mouth. He handed me a glass of water and I swallowed it down. I had never taken Viagra before, so I didn't know what to expect.

Lester grabbed the back of my neck and started walking me down the hall to the master bedroom. While we walked, Lester's erect cock would poke me from behind, I didn't know whether it was accidental or intentional. Given his size it could have been either. All I knew was that he was still hard and ready for more. I, on the other hand, was having trouble breathing anticipating what was about to happen.

"Get on the bed on all fours and show me that virgin pussy, Mary," Lester commanded, "I want to show you something exciting."

I did as he said. I crawled onto the bed facing away from Lester and got on all fours. I looked over my shoulder and saw him stroking his big cock while his eyes were fixed on my naked ass. Lester climbed on the bed behind me and laid his fat cock on my back with his balls tight against mine. I felt his big cock resting on my back.

"Look over your shoulder at me, Mary," Lester demanded.

I did as he asked, and I saw his huge cock resting on my back. He had his index finger held right at the tip of his cock.

"When I go all the way in, the tip if my cock will be way up here," Lester said smiling.

Lester was marking a point that looked like it was halfway up my back. I couldn't imagine taking an object that far up my ass.

"You know," Lester continued, "the rectum is only seven inches long before it bends and becomes the sigmoid colon."

"Most guys can't take more than seven inches because it becomes very uncomfortable when I push past that bend," Lester explained, "But I think you're going to enjoy it, Mary."

"Why?" I asked, my voice shaking with a mix of fear and excitement.

"Because, I can tell you really want this," Lester replied, smiling, "You are a total slut, Mary, you're driven by lust."

Lester wasn't wrong. I hadn't objected to any of his lewd requests. I willingly played along, allowing my limits to be pushed further and further with almost no resistance. Lester was kneading my ass with both hands as he made lewd noises. He was clearly turned on by what he was seeing.

I felt a cold liquid being poured into my ass crack and turned to see Lester spreading the lube around my virgin hole. Then I lunged forward as he inserted his thick, calloused index finger into my tight pucker.

"I think I need to distract you while I prepare you for entry," Lester laughed, and he crawled around so his cock was pointing at my face.

"Why don't you get Daddy nice and wet while he plays with your tight pussy," Lester suggested.

I did as he said and started to suck his cock for the third time today. He leaned over my body and shoved his finger back in my ass while I blew him.

"How does it feel to have me in both of your holes at the same time, Mary?" Lester asked, "After a while, you're going to beg to have two big cocks at once," he continued, "right now, this is probably pushing your limits pretty far."

Yesterday, I had trouble taking Lester's cock all the way down my throat. Today, I had his cock balls deep in my mouth while he was shoving his fingers up my ass preparing me for my first ass-fuck. I couldn't believe how far I had let myself go, and I didn't seem to be putting up much of a fight now either.

"I think you're ready, Mary," Lester concluded, as he walked on his knees across the bed to get behind me, "Are you ready to take Daddy's big cock in your virgin pussy?"

"I think so," I said in a defeated voice, "just be careful."

Lester Impales Mary

I felt the head of Lester's cock against my pucker. His cock was so wide, it felt like a baby's hand was trying to reach into my ass. As the pressure increased, so did the pain. I felt the burning increase until I felt a "pop" letting me know his cock head had pierced my opening.

"Oh!" I moaned, as I felt the invasion begin, "Stop, it's too big," I begged.

"Just relax, Mary," Lester said calmly, "I am going to go very slowly at first, you're going to love this."

I felt the burn increase again as the pressure did. I felt like a piece of wood being split by a hydraulic jack. Lester kept inching his giant cock deeper and deeper into my ass.

"Oh gawd!" I moaned, "Stop, it's too big!"

"You're a big girl now, Mary," Lester tried to calm me, "This is going to feel very good once you get used to it."

I was shaking my head back and forth as he continued to push relentlessly. My legs were shaking violently as it responded to the pain Lester was delivering. I could feel him slowly going deeper and deeper and I couldn't find a position that was comfortable. It felt almost like someone was squeezing my balls.

"That's about four inches, Mary, you're doing great," Lester assured me, "The secret is to just keep going until I am all the way in."

He wasn't even halfway in and I felt like his entire arm was up my ass.

"Stop!" I begged, "That's as far as I can go today, I promise I'll take more next time. Let me just suck your cock again for you, Lester, please!"

"Don't bargain yet, Mary," Lester laughed, "wait until I hit that bend in your rectum we talked about, then you're going really want me to stop."

I looked back over my shoulder and then reached under my leg to grab Lester's cock. I could still wrap my hand around the part of his shaft was still protruding from my ass. He had at least four more inches to push inside me. I tried to pull him back but Lester pulled my hand away and placed it on my back.

"Just relax and let me in Mary," Lester commanded, "I know you want this, otherwise you wouldn't have come today."

I took deep breaths as Lester continued to drive himself deeper.

"OK, Mary, I'm at the bend we talked about," Lester informed, "I can feel the resistance on the head of my cock. This is where it gets really fun. Your body has to change shape to accept me as I push past the bend in your rectum and into your colon."

I couldn't believe I had allowed seven inches of Lester's cock into my ass, and that I was about to endure two more inches. I could feel my guts objecting as Lester's cock head butted up against the curve in my rectum. The pain suddenly shot up and I howled out in a high pitched voice.

"Stop Lester, please!" I begged, "I'll do anything you want, just take it out."

"Oh, you're going to do anything I want, Mary," Lester sneered, "Especially after I make you my bitch."

Lester lunged forward slamming his nine-inch rod balls deep in my ass.

"FUUHK!" I screamed and fell forward on the bed.

Lester than went into "ground and pound" mode. He started taking full strokes in and out of my ass as I bellowed face down on the bed.

"Make all the noise you want, dear," Lester laughed, "There's nobody out here to hear you!"

Lester was right, we were in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by corn and soybeans. He could do whatever he wanted, and nobody would be the wiser. My mouth and eyes were wide open in shock, but no noise was coming out. There was so much pain and pressure, I couldn't believe what was happening to me. I was certain that I'd never be able to use the bathroom normally again.

"I own you now, Mary," Lester grunted from behind me, "once I make you cum with this big cock, you'll never be the same again. You'll crave this cock and beg to visit me so you can have it over and over again."

Lester had both hands on my lower back holding me down while he sodomized me.

"My cock is about where my thumbs are, Mary," Lester laughed, "Can you believe I'm that far inside you."

Nothing in my brain was normal anymore. I was being sodomized for the first time in my life, and it wasn't just any cock, it was a nine-inch monster. What was even more concerning was that my cock was rock hard. I assumed it was the Viagra taking effect, but even so, I was started to get turned on as Lester continued to fuck me.

"I can feel you opening up for me, Mary," Lester panted behind me, "Can you feel my big cock rubbing against your g-spot?"

My senses were overloaded. I could still taste Lester's cum in my mouth from the blowjob I had given him when I arrived. His cock was banging against something inside me that gave me a strong sensation that I had to either pee or blow my load. My brain was scrambled by the thoughts that the old farmer was turning me into a flaming homosexual. It was too much for my mind to handle and I suddenly cracked.

"Fuck me, Daddy!" I shouted at the top of my voice, "Fuck me everywhere with your big cock!"

"Those are the exact words I was waiting for," Lester said, and pulled out of my ass while grabbing my by the neck and turning me around to face him.

Before I realized what was happening, Lester shoved his big cock all the way down my throat right after it had been in my ass. I gagged at the flavor and the idea of being used in such a diabolical fashion. I'd seen ass-to-mouth porn videos but I always assumed it was clever editing. Never in a million years would I have expected it would be done to me.

"Yeah, suck my cock right from your ass," Lester hissed, "From now on, I get any hole i want any time I want."

Lester rolled me onto my back and pushed my legs back over my head. Then he drove his cock balls deep in my ass again. With his angle, it seemed Lester could go even deeper. It felt like someone had knocked the wind out of me. My face held an expression of shock and terror as I could now see the expression on Lester's face as he fucked me with abandon.

Lester had my legs pinned back so far that my ass was being lifted off the mattress. Suddenly he ripped the tape off my cock exposing my raging hard on.

"I want to see you cum while I fuck you," Lester panted, "Can you feel yourself getting close?"

I didn't know what I was feeling. I did feel pressure down there, but it felt like I was either going to piss all over myself or blow the biggest load I'd ever shot in my life.

"I'm banging against your g-spot, Mary," Lester explained, "If I keep hammering away, you're going to have a massive orgasm."

Lester kept pushing my legs back further and further until I was more than bent in half. Then he pulled out and climbed up my body to shove his cock in my mouth once again. He laid on top of me fucking my mouth like it was another pussy.

"God, I love your tight holes," Lester grunted as his balls bounced off my chin and the hair from his pubes tickled my nose.

I was struggling to cope with how the strong farmer was tossing me around his bed shoving his cock, balls deep, into whichever of my holes he pleased without even considering how it felt for me. This had gone way past even my worst fears. I wondered how much longer I would need to endure this treatment. Then I felt my own hand stroking my cock. It was rock hard even though Lester was fucking me like a cheap whore.

"You're actually getting off on this," my inner voice scolded, "There's something seriously wrong with you. No self respecting man would let his mouth and ass get violated like this in such a demeaning fashion."

My inner voice was right, there was part of me that did like this.

"Back in your ass, bitch!" Lester roared as he grabbed my legs and pulled them back over my head so that my ass was pointing straight up in the air.

"Time for my favorite position," Lester panted, "Pile driver!"

Lester had my legs pushed back so far, my body weight was resting on my shoulders and I was actually looking up across my bouncing cock at him pointing his huge phallus down so he could drive it into my ass.

"I want to see you cum all over your own face with my cock up your ass," Lester laughed, "Nothing says total slut like giving yourself a facial while Daddy fucks your ass."

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Lester's twisted mind had created a scenario I could never have imagined. He grabbed my Viagra fueled cock and started stroking it while he drove his cock into my ass from above.

"Come on bitch, cum on your own face for Daddy as he fucks you with his big cock!" Lester demanded, "You know you can't hold back with my big cock banging against your g-spot over and over again."

I watched as Lester pointed my cock down at my face. My balls were boiling due to Lester's sadistic treatment of my orifices. I knew my orgasm was close. The idea of cumming on my own face while the older man fucked my ass was so deviant and degrading it pushed my mind into a new realm of depravity.

"Fuck me hard, Daddy," I said looking up at Lester through lust overloaded eyes, "I love your big cock, give it to me!"

"Oh there's she is," Lester purred, "I knew she was in there. Let your inner whore out, Mary, be the cum slut you were meant to be."

"Yes, Daddy," was all I could say as Lester slammed his cock into my ass.

Lester pushed down on my ass forcing my cock closer to my mouth.

"Can you take your little clit into your own mouth, Mary?" Lester asked as he kept pushing my hips down so my cock was just inches from my own mouth.

I opened my mouth and tried to reach my own cock, but my cock wasn't long enough. If I extended my tongue, however, I could lick the tip. When I did, I saw Lester's face like up with excitement.

He kept pressure on my hips with his body weight. This drove his cock full tilt into my ass but also kept my cock right against my tongue as Lester stoked me feverishly while driving his cock in and out of my ass. The deviance of the situation tripped a switch in my brain and pushed me past the point of no return.

"Oh fuck!" I yelled as my balls unloaded dumping what seemed like a weeks worth of cum into my mouth and all over my face.

"Look at you cumming on Daddy's cock," Lester moaned, "You are mine now, slut, I own you from head to toe."

As my orgasm subsided, I found myself with more cum in my stomach, some all over my face and neck, and Lester still having his way with my ass. My post orgasm shame started to kick in with a vengeance. I couldn't believe what I had allowed Lester to do to me. I just wanted to get out of there and forget all the vile acts I had committed.

Lester, however, had other plans. He pulled his throbbing cock out of my ass and started to move toward my mouth again. I watched as his big cock, enflamed by all the rubbing against the lining of my throat and ass, made it's way back to my mouth again.

"I've got to stop," I pleaded, putting my hands up and pushing on his thighs as he lined himself up to fuck my mouth again.

"You'll stop when Daddy says you can stop!" Lester growled, and he shoved his cock into my mouth and started taking long strokes deep into my throat.

Lester was too strong for me to stop him, so I just laid there and let him have his way with me. He pulled me to the side of the bed and started throat fucking me while my head hung over the side. I was enraged as his balls bounced off my eyes and his cock impaled my throat cutting off my air supply.

"Take it, Mary," he howled as I felt yet another warm gush filling my throat.

"I can't believe this guy is cumming down my throat again!" I thought to myself, I was filled with shame as the elder farmer used me without regard for my humanity.

After he pumped another massive cum load into my stomach, he hopped back on the bed and shoved his cum-soaked cock back into my ass and started pounding away again.

"STOP!" I screamed, "I can't take anymore," I continued and broke down, covering my cum soaked face with my hands.

Lester took a few more strokes and then stopped. When he realized he had pushed me too far, he slowly pulled his throbbing cock out of my ass and left me lying on the bed twitching and writhing with my face in my hands.

He sat and watched me for a moment until I partially regained my composure.

"Do you want to take a shower and clean up, Mary?" Lester asked in a concerned voice, "I thought you were enjoying this as much as I was."

"I want to shower and go home," I said, in a quiet defeated voice.

"I understand," Lester said, "Let's get you cleaned up so you can go home."

I sat up on the bed and headed into the bathroom and turned on the water. Once it was warm, I stepped in and lathered myself up. I washed the sticky cum off my face, body, and even my hair. As I was in the shower, Lester hopped in as well and tried to hug me. I felt his cock poking me from behind. I couldn't believe he was still hard.

As I was facing the shower, letting the water run down my face, I felt Lester's cock enter my ass again.

"What the fuck!" I shouted, and tried to turn to push Lester away, but the strong man held me in place with his cock driving further up my ass.

I couldn't believe that Lester was so tone deaf that he was trying to fuck me after I had a near nervous breakdown on his bed.

"Read the room, Lester!" I said in disgust, "You've pushed me too far too fast," I continued.

"I'm sorry, Mary," Lester apologized, "I was still pretty close and thought you wouldn't mind if I used your pussy to cum one last time."

"You can't possibly be close," I said in disbelief, "You've been cumming non-stop since I got here."

"What can I say," Lester replied, "I've got a lot of pent up libido to unleash. I figured a few more seconds in your pussy and I'd finally be empty. When I get this close, I just get tunnel vision until I empty my balls. It's just how I'm wired."

I don't know why, but I dropped to my knees in the shower and took his big cock in my mouth. I grabbed his ass cheeks with both hands and pulled him down my throat.

"Oh Mary, you're fucking amazing!" Lester moaned as he stood in the shower watching me suck his cock on my knees.

Lester wasn't lying. I had only been down on him for a few seconds when he started convulsing and unloading yet another hefty load of cum down my throat. I swallowed everything and then lathered up his cock and stood to rinse myself off.

We stepped out of the shower and dried ourselves off. I didn't say a word to Lester, I was pretty sure I would never come back to visit the perverted old farmer ever again. I just wanted to get back to my normal life and forget how badly this man had damaged my view of my own masculinity.

I had left the wig on the bed, my sundress was in the living room where I left it when I arrived, and I had washed off all the lipstick. When I looked at myself in the mirror, I was shocked by how swollen my lips were. I hoped that my wife, Ann, didn't notice when she got home.

I started walking down the hall toward the living room so I could leave via the front door.

"Don't forget your wig and your dress, Mary," Lester said, following behind me, naked as I was, "You'll need it when you return."

"How about I just leave it here, Lester," I proposed, "If I come back, I will show up at your door naked and you can dress me any way you want. For now, I just want to pull on my cutoff shorts and ride home."

"I can live with that", Lester replied, "But I'm going to have a new wardrobe for you next time you visit."

I walked through the living room, into the foyer, and out onto the screened porch. Lester was right behind me. Both of us were still sporting hard-ons due to the Viagra we had taken. I walked through the screen porch and out into the front yard. I proceeded over to my e-bike and opened the seat compartment and pulled out my cutoff shorts.

It was now close to 1:30 P. M. and I was standing in the mid-day sun naked, pulling on my cutoff shorts. Lester was standing in the open with his massive cock still erect, watching me get dressed.

"Thanks for finishing me off one last time, Mary," Lester said, smiling, "I was worried I was going to have to take care of myself."

I just shook my head and pulled on my helmet. As I reached down to throttle up, I noticed my bright red press-on nails. I felt a pit in my stomach, as I thought about finding those in Ann's make-up drawer. I was going home to her now a different man. I had done things that no man should ever do. Worse yet, I had allowed someone else to do it to me.

As I rode off, I turned to look back at Lester. The old man was walking back into his farm house. All I could see was his naked ass as the screen door closed behind him.

I was sure I was never coming back. Lester had pushed me too far. I needed to get back on the straight and narrow. I had no need to fantasize about servicing a man with a giant cock, I had done just about everything possible as far as I was concerned. I was ashamed at how far I had gone and I needed some time to put my life back together.

TO BE CONTINUED

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