Being Part of the Deal

Chapter One- Shasta.

"Please, you can't just leave Mom!" Shasta pleaded,

"Shasta, your mom and I aren't getting along. She's unhappy and so am I," Ewan shrugged, " and you're not a kid anymore, you know how difficult she can be." Ewan looked at the twenty-two-year-old, and his tone softened,

"But you're part of the family. I know how mom is, but you straightened her out, got her healthy again and even when I moved back in, it was calm again," Shasta looked at Ewan. He was uncommonly handsome, despite being fifty-six. Toned, fit and rugged, in a cowboy-like way. His short-cropped grey hair and matching beard made him look wise.

He had been with her difficult, heavy-drinking mom for over three years; his presence brought order and peace to her, but she'd been struggling again, and Ewan couldn't see how he could go through it again. Shasta's dad died in a road

collision and set her mom on the road to a slow death from bourbon. Ewan met her through a work social and hooked up. He recognised her drinking problem and worked hard, getting her sober. Shasta thought he would be around forever.

Even when she moved back in after a painful and vicious breakup, Ewan was there for her. He'd even gone round to her ex-boyfriend to get her stuff, who then tried to be a hard ass but took one look at the ex-Royal Marine and deflated immediately. Ewan also managed to secure the original pictures and video of Shasta and him, fucking in his bed. He'd thought to get some revenge by posting images of Shasta taking his cock in her quivering fleshy ass, or sucking him off and letting him give her a facial. Ewan was having none of it. Ewan took the guy's phone, with a simple but effective promise of swift and painful physical violence, lest he argue, wiped the entire memory, dismantled the internal hard drive and dropped two hundred bucks to replace the guy's phone. Shasta was shamefaced when Ewan told her what he'd found and then assured her that everything would be alright. Ewan glanced at her, assuring,

"If you're going to let someone film you having sex, always do it on your phone, never share it and delete it yourself," he told her. Shasta didn't think of him as her dad; he was cool and yet dignified. Now another element arose,

"Did you see it?" She asked quietly,

"I made him show me any other clips on his laptop, " Ewan drove her home,

"Oh," Shasta looked down and caught a glimpse of Ewan's crotch and the bulge in his pants.

Shasta looked away quickly, then back.

Was that a hard-on?

Then as usual her mom's shit hit the fan and once again

Shasta was facing more upheaval.

Ewan had been a tower of strength, but Shasta's mom went on a terrible bender and was found on the floor of a Texas bar's ladies' bathroom. Now it was painfully clear that Ewan couldn't pick up the pieces again; she needed professional help.

"I'm paying for your mom to go into a rehab and wellness facility. It'll be for six months, and once she's comfortable there, I'll move out." Ewan looked at Shasta apologetically. Her eyes were liquid brown and wet,

"Couldn't you try again?" Shasta asked, her rock: her surrogate father was leaving, and she knew what would happen. She'd end up being her mother's carer,

"Shasta, we don't even sleep together," Ewan confessed, " your mom hasn't fucked me in months, " the tendion and frustration was palpable. Shasta's mind raced,

"Then fuck me! I'll be your surrogate!" Shasta blurted out.

The idea wasn't that crazy. Since he had rescued her from her nasty boyfriend, Shasta had often thought of his stiff dick, after he'd seen her nude pictures. Shasta and her mom were two peas in a pod, fully fleshed, good 36DD tits, a generous ass and black hair that was reflected in the playful tuft of pubic hair. Since she had no other boyfriend for months, she had often taken out her pink rabbit sex toy and fantasised about Ewan stealing into her bed abd fucking her. He wasn't her real dad, so as far as she was concerned, he

was fair game, especially as she knew how much hard work her

mom was. Shasta had considered enticing his big dick out of his pants as a sort of reward for all the shit her mom gave him.

It also occurred to her that she wanted him. After the boyfriend situation, she had consciously made every effort to be nice to Ewan and get as many glimpses of his body as she could. The weather had been kind to her, too. The heat of that Spring was uncommonly hot, and Ewan had kept his ex-marine body in exceptional condition. Shasta,

whose full figure disdained lots of exercise, was suddenly motivated. She asked if she could join him on road runs, which he was thrilled to agree to. He liked Shasta's new enthusiasm for physical fitness and was happy to include her in free weight sessions in her mom's garage, helping her with his kettle weights and weight bags to tone up her arms, abs and glutes. Shasta was granted surreptitious glimpses of his muscular body and even a sneaky eyeful of him in the shower after a particular sweaty, hard session with the 50kg weight bag.

Shasta was pleasantly surprised with his long, thick flaccid dick that hung between his legs in the shower. The soapy foam dribbled down his shaft, over his swollen glans and onto the wet room floor.

As Shasta watched, she sighed, "What a fucking monster dick," and imagined him using her tight pussy and making her take that snake down into her throat. A plan began to take root.

Chapter Two: Ewan

"What did you say?" Ewan asked, his eyes on Shasta,

"Ewan, you're not my real dad, and I want you to fuck me like

you do to Mom. If you stay with me until Mom's back. We can both get her dry again. I'm like Mom's twin, and Ewan..." she stammered, " I've wanted you for months. I don't want you to leave." Her voice was strong and sure.

Ewan admired her generous tits that strained against her vest top. She'd returned from a run, hot and sweaty, and her scent was intoxicating. Her nipples were hard and easily visible through the thin material of her sports bra and vest.

As if to punctuate her last sentence, Shasta reached across herself and gripped both the restricting bra and vest and in one fluid motion pulled both tops over her head. Her 34DD breasts were dragged up and then bounced, appealing back to rest on her ribcage.

Ewan stood. Momentarily transfixed as she then hooked her thumbs on her tight running shorts and pulled them in, she wore no panties. As she bent forward; her tits hung from her body. Ewan was always reminded of the statue of Romulus and Remus suckling from the teats of the she-wolf whenever he saw breasts hang in this manner.

Ewan was momentarily puzzled; why did this girl say such things? Surely, she didn't know what happened to her mom when she was clean and sober.

Did Shasta know how he would make her mother kneel before him, her tits dangling over his mouth as he suckled at them? Did Shasta realise that once he had sucked, bitten and pulled at her poor moms nipples, her cunt would be spanked; red raw and get her so wet from fingering her twat, that when he bade her impale herself on him, the lewd, squelch that her flappy pussy lips would make as she sat on his merciless dick, filling her pussyhole made her moan in

embarrassment. This young girl couldn't mean it, could she?

Ewan liked to dominate in the bedroom with Shasta's mom, and she, being a natural submissive, was willing to play along. Ewan would make her strip for him, show him her pussyhole, holding out her tits like supplicant and then have her part her ass cheeks to show him the silver butt plug he demanded she would wear before any sex session. He would then spank and finger her holes. Of course, that made Tina, Shasta's mom, wetter than ever and made her feel excited and adored. Ewan, despite the sexual dominance, Ewan, would tell her how beautiful she was, how sexy she was and always care for her afterwards, as if he was

sorry for his sexually charged treatment of her. Tina was a typically uncomplicated Texan woman; her drinking was fuelled by lack of security in her life, as men had found her in bars, fucked her and then abandoned her quickly. Ewan had always tried to make it clear that he would have her back if she stayed off the booze, embraced her sobriety and let him fix her. He had been faithful, caring and diligent.

In the three years, Tina had fallen off the wagon six times, mainly due to her lousy, drunken friends, and now he had had reached his limit. He hated the idea of leaving Tina and Shasta, as the kid needed some stability in her life. He was not paternal to her; he just treated her well, ensured some boundaries and would do things like an older, more stable human being.

Now, Shasta stood in front of him, naked, her nipples erect, her cunt hairs stood out showing her young womanhood. Her eyes, deep and dark. She walked past him, from the kitchen to the living room, taking his hand and leading him to the duck egg blue leather faux leather sofa. She laid back her pussy and prised open her lips for him,

"Use my body like you use Mom's!" She looked up at his eyes and then to his prick that was tenting his pants,

"I'm twice your age," Ewan sighed,

"Twice as experienced," Shasta countered. Shasta was no blushing virginity, she had fucked boys and liked it but her eye always wandered back to the older man, like Ewan.

"You should save yourself for someone your age; someone you love." Ewan was running out of excuses,

"I will, eventually. But for now, I need you here. As I see it, you stay, get mom straightened out. If you agree to stay, and if she fucks up again; then go and good luck and I wish you the best of luck. If you stick it out, I'll be part of the deal."

As if to seal some deal, she prised open her pussy lips with her fingers and looked up at him, "stay please,"

Ewan's defences had been destroyed. His excuses had run out, and now this beautiful, alluring young woman was offering her fully fleshed womanhood for his use. He knelt between her open legs, shedding his tight tee-shirt, revealing a highly taut and muscled torso, and then his pants and white undershorts. His thickly veined prick sprang up violently,

"Oh fuck! That's very big!" Shasta gasped. Her eyes like saucers, wondering how sge would accommodate that prick in her cunt,

"Spread your legs wide," His voice hoarse with lust,

"You'll stay?" Shasta breathed, her eyes on him, as he settled his mouth on her quivering pussy lips,

"I'll stay, now prove to me that you're really worth it," he

caught a whiff of her pussyhole,

Ewan had rarely tasted a cunt like hers. The fleshy sweet pussy of this 22 year old, he'd fucked women before. In the Marines, he'd had more than his fair share. He'd fucked black pussy, Mexican, Thai, German, British and Japanese women and even been treated to a wild night with a Indian woman. Now, this girl offered herself to him if he would stick around. It was worth his time to have this pussy at his beck and call. His tongue ran over her folds, she shivered, and her sex glistened with her secret juices. Ewan spread her legs wide, and Shasta complied, opening herself to him, holding her forearms under her knees to give him the easiest access to her cunt. With a practised tongue, Ewan licked at her hole and he swirled his tongue onto her clit, already swollen wuth excitement. He slipped first one finger and then two into her quivering pink depths and felt Shasta's cunt clamped down on his digits as he thrust his fingers up inside her, rubbing against the rubbed roof of her cunt and massaging her G-spot,

"Oh fuck! Oh fuck!" Shasta gaspèd, the tongue and fingering combination gave her an express ticket to her first vaginal orgasm. Unused to such a violent response, Shasta writhed and wriggled so much that Ewan had to push against her fleshy belly to keep her in place,

"Ride it out, Shasta!" Ewan ordered, as he beckoned her with his fingers, stimulating her mercilessly. All of a sudden, he felt her body stiffen and then arch her back. He withdrew his fingers, only to be drenched by a torrent of vaginal fluid that fountained in an almost comical pulsating stream from her tiny urinary hole,

"Whoa! When did you become a firefighter?" Ewan joked and moved back, her warm fluid splashing against his torso. As Shasta bucked, panted and squealed, she fought to speak,

"Oh God!" She spluttered,

Ewan gave her vital seconds to recover from the violent orgasm. He was amused that both Tina and Shasra had squirted profusely when he fingered them. He shook his head,

"Like mother, like daughter!" He smiled and looked down at her, and gently flipped her onto her hands and knees, the sofa creaked, and her knees slipped on the vinyl, now soaked in her cum,

"I'm going to teach you how to satisfy me, Shasta. You must do everything I ask, without argument or delay. If you don't, then you will be disciplined," Ewan was serious now, he had her perfectly positioned; her wobbly ass rested just above his erect dick and her pussy was ideally placed for a smooth

entrance,

"What?" Shasta asked and received a firm, perfectly placed slap on her right ass cheek,

Crack!

The sting was immediate and shocked her back to a full alertness, dispersing her orgasm fogged mind,

"Ow!" She cried out,

"Do you understand?" Ewan gave her a chance to accept her new reality,

"Yes! I understand," her voice quavered. Shasta hadn't been prepared for his spanking, but she knew that he used to discipline her mom. One night, she had crouched against her mom's bedroom door and listened to Ewan teach her mom how to respond to him, " I understand, Sir." Shasta used the expected phrase,

Ewan smiled thinly, "Been listening at keyholes have we, so you think you know what I expect from you, do you?" His tone was light and playful,

"Please educate me, Sir. I want to please your dick," the phrase came easily from bedroom. Shasta knew to expect a good spanking, he'd make her ass pink but then Ewan would use his thick prick, and make her cum again. She had heard her mom panting and begging after her disciplining, as she would noisily orgasm two or even three times before she would hear Ewan grunt, as his orgasm would erupt.

She knew then that this man would make her know the forbidden glories of what a fuck was supposed to feel like.

She had scuttled back to her bed and humped her pillow, fingered her sodden pussy and gag her mouth with her pj's or her damp panties and she would make herself cum. She had fantasised about Ewan coming into her bedroom and making her orgasm repeatedly. Shasta imagined his overlarge fat prick stretching her mouth, cunt and even her asshole.

She wasn't disappointed.

Ewans dick was a weapon, thick and very stiff. As she rested on her hands and knees, she paused to gather herself before his spanking.

After reddening her ass cheeks, Ewan thrust his fat cock into her tight cunt and built up a powerful rythym of thrusts that made Shasta shake and moan wordless pleas for mercy. Ewan liked how her flesh shifted and trembled. Shasta had her mom's ass: round, fleshy and pale. Her tits

were slightly smaller but fat and hung off her chest like inverted cones. Her nipples were large, stiff nubs and best of all; her cunt was much tighter. Tina had given birth to Shasta, and although she didn't exactly gape; Shasta's cunt clenched as he fucked her. The best part was how noisy Shasta's pussy was. Ewan loved the wet squelching of a soaking wet pussy. He pulled himself out of her pussy and then push back in, trapping air in her cunthole and squeeze it out causing wet queefing noise. Tina's cunt made the loudest noise, but Shasta's did a decently wet pussy fart,

"I'm going to make your pussy talk to me!" Ewan breathed,

Of course, with such a great depth being explored, of course, Shasta had to squeeze her eyes shut, clench her teeth as it felt like Ewan would tear her cunt open with his dick,

"Oh God!" Shasta needed to have her vocabulary expanded but couldn't think any coherent thoughts, let alone form any words; she hadn't expected to be treated to such a fuck. Her other boyfriends had none of the experience or understanding of her wants or desires, and certainly didn't know her physical body to make her feel like this.

After what seemed like multiple minutes of this thrusting, Ewan pushed a wet thumb into her asshole, massaging his finger and making Shasta flatten her face to the seat of the couch, after a little bit of rearranging and shuffling.

Now, Shasta felt the full force of Ewan's lust. He fucked her like this for a while, thumbing her anus, lubing it with spit and spreading her own wetness on her quivering starfish to ease in first one and then two fingers. Shasta was trembling at the thought of his thick cock spearing her tight asshole,

but he pulled himself out of her quivering cunt lips

He stepped back. Shasta flopped herself on the sofa, waiting for his next commands,

"On your knees, and let's see how well you suck dick!" The words were heavy and strong. Shasta slipped off the sofa, knelt between his legs and stroked the thick member with both her hands,

"Oh, you're so big!" Shasta cooed, licking his shaft and tasting her musky, sweet fluids on him,

"Lick the head and underside, use your tongue, " Ewan felt explosive, and watched her use her pink tongue on his prick.

Shasta did as she was told, taking his direction but when he held her head and tenderly fucked her throat, he proved too big and she gagged obscenely,

"I can't take you," her voice was sorrowful,

"You need to practice all." Ewan was pleased with her efforts. He made a mental note to give her lessons, but now he needed to really see what she would consider doing to pleasure him.

"Upstairs, to your mom's room. I want you to ride this candy stick!"

In her mom's bedroom, Shasta felt like a thief, this was where Ewan and her mom fucked each other and now she felt furtive and uneasy. Ewan climbed onto the bed, stripped off his clothes, then walked across the room, picked up the full-length mirror, and arranged it carefully. Shasta watched him and took off her top and remained on her hands and knees. She looked at her reflection. Her big tits hung down, her near black shoulder length hair was tousled. Her ass was big. She looked hard, thinking how she reminded herself of the cute Pornstar, Crystal Chase. Her ex-boyfriend liked her to watch the actress, often wanting fuck her, while watching the seemingly endless compilations that he streamed. Ewan then slid onto the bed end and pointed to Shasta to sit between his legs,

"Suck me until I'm hard again and then mount me," Ewan was feeling over excited, there was a tension in his voice. He needed release and had grown tired of instructing this girl how to fuck him. Tina, despite her many faults, had taken his instruction quickly, using her insecurities to feed her desire to please him was intended to keep him in her bed, and Ewan was okay with that, if she did what he wanted. As he watched Tina's daughter, he smiled.

Shasta gagged loudly on his prick, and Ewan noted how her oral was improving. She worked his swollen, bulbous glans into her throat, her tongue lapped at his shaft. Then after a particularly loud gag, Shasta mounted his cock and sank on him, feeding her aching cunt the whole length of him. It wasn't such an easy task; Shasta felt her insides move to accommodate him. As she settled on his prick, she gasped and fell forward, putting her hands onto his sculpted abdomen to steady herself,

"Oh fuck! You're poking my stomach!" Shasta pleaded,

"Start slow; get used to my length, then bounce on me; I want to see your tits jiggle," Ewan grasped each breast, and spanked each one a couple of times, "Let's these melons dance for me,"

Shasta looked down at Ewan, s and began to raise herself up and down on his dick, the wetness of her pussy made the motion easier than with any over-the-counter lube. She was

soaking, and with every downward impaling, a loud squelch and wet slap echoed in her Mom's bedroom.

Ewan was enjoying Shasta's tits immensely. He massaged, tweaked and grabbed at her impressive DDs. They sat higher on her ribcage and flopped in synchronicity as Shasta fucked his prick. Her pink nipples were painfully stiff and erect, much more responsive than Tina's. He liked that. Shasta had the potential to be the better fuck, with some hectic training.

As Shasta became accustomed to his dick, she began to enjoy the sensations that exploded inside her. She came on his cock, panting, swearing quietly, lest Ewan disapproved, and shuddered as her orgasm made her shudder.

Ewan pulled on her nipples and turned his attention to her ass. He needed to begin instruction on Shasta. Sge needed to understand how anal sex an infrequent treat for him would be. He didn't want to abuse such a important orifice with violence; but some tender fingering and the occasional fuck should be expected and then welcomed by her.

"Face away from me, Shasta, but keep up the pace!" Ewan waited for her to move and then reached over to the bedside table for his stash of water-based lubricant.

As Shasta righted herself on his prick, facing away; Ewan squeezed out a generous glob onto his fingers, and rubbed the cool lube on her anus,

"After I've taught you how to fuck me with your ass, you will offer me your secret little hole as a little treat, but you must be ready to welcome my fingers and even my tongue at a y point," Ewan said casually,

"You can fuck me now, if you want. I know Mom gives you

her ass!" Shasta offered, confused by the suggestion of a later session,

"You're not clean enough yet. I'll teach you to use an enema, so I can enjoy your ass. I don't want to ruin it. You're not my whore! I won't wear your holes or pimp you out to my buddies. You're mine now. You'll sleep in this bed; you'll fuck me here and around the house. We'll enjoy vacations together, but always in the same bed," he intoned with a grave, serious tone.

He worked his fingers into her ass, as she rocked back and forth on his dick. Her asshole opened after initial resistance, and soon Ewan could get two fingers into her reddened hole. He sensed how much was enjoying the sensation as Shasta wouldn't stop rocking on his cock to let his fingers plunder her more. Her pussy clenched and spewed a dribble of cum juice as she orgasmed again and again.

Much as though Ewan would have liked to teach her more about her ass, his own needs overcame him.

Setting her on her back, he pounded her flapping pussy with renewed energy, the sheer force of his fucking made her wriggle, as if to attempt escape. Ewan put his hands on her wrists and firmly held her; she panted, moaned and groaned until Ewan was ready to erupt,

"I'm going to cum on you; I don't want you pregnant," Ewan heaved, hovering so close to his ejaculation,

"I'm on contraceptives, Ewan, have been for months," Shasta confessed, " in case you ever wanted me."

"Well, you'll soon learn that I like to paint my women," He pulled out of her soaking, fluttering cunt and stroked his prick, as he shuffled back off the bed. Shasta struggled off the bed and knelt before him. For some reason, she

gathered up he tits, cupping them and looked up at her older lover,

"Do you like me like this?" She asked. Ewan was struck by her youthful innocence, her inexperience, but it didn't diminish the physical shaking that seized his body,

"Yes, open your mouth too!" The words were strangled as his body was seized with a rigour and his hands pumped at his prick as a long stream of hot semen spewed forth, splashing Shasta's nose, mouth and then a second less powerful steam painted her neck, the crevice between her large tits and then each nipple was also coated,

"Fucking hell!" Ewan grunted. He hadn't had such a powerful orgasm for a long time. Tina, Shasta's mom, hadn't provoked his libido of late and now, his balls were finally drained.

As he slumped forward, Shasta was initially unsure what to do. She leaned forward and began to lick his still engorged prick,

"I've made a mess of your lovely dick; I should clean you up!" She licked her lips and then proceeded to lick any remaining semen from his glans and then swallow the warm thick cum.

Ewan knew he'd hit gold with this beauty and watched her clean up the sticky white semen from her face and tits, knowing that he would be using this girl again later that night, when she would come to his bed.

End of Chapter Two.