Emasculated by e-bike Ch. 04

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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 returned to meet the older farmer, named Lester. This time, Lester invited a friend named Jake to join him. Mike once again became Mary, his female alter ego, and soon became a wiling sex toy for the two men. Something snapped in Mary. As she put it, she had been converted into a mindless "sex zombie".

Lester and Jake fucked Mary in nearly every conceivable ways for over an hour until they needed a break. Lester offered Jake some fresh lemonade to cool off. The two men were enjoying their lemonade on the porch so Mary decided to take her place on her knees and service the two men as they enjoyed their cool drinks.

As Mary, the sex zombie, was sucking cock on the porch, she heard the loud slam of a car door, she turned to see a rugged old man approaching with a grimace on his face. Mary soon discovered it was Lester's 80 year old Father.

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Mary, the Sex Zombie, Shamelessly Delivers Pleasure

I glanced at the old man approaching us, and then returned to sucking Lester's cock as though the man wasn't there.

"Did you boys bring a hooker to my farm?" Lester's father grumbled in a menacing tone, "And who the hell are you?"

"I'm Lester's friend Jake, Sir," Jake replied politely, "I own the Jenkin's farm next door."

"Hello Jake, I'm Oscar," the old man replied, then he looked back at his son.

"Who's this faggot sucking your cock?" Oscar asked Lester, "He didn't even stop when I arrived, he doesn't look right in the head."

"Pa, this is Mary," Lester explained, "She likes to come here for sex, that's her e-bike over there."

Oscar was now on the porch. He set his toolbox down on the floor, out of the way and watched in disbelief as I continued to slobber on Lester's cock. As he watched, I pulled off Lester's cock and crawled back over to Jake. I took his cock all the way down my throat to the base. When I did, Jake reflexively grabbed my head and held me there.

"Oh fuck!" Jake groaned as I throated his 11-inch cock, "I love her throat."

"You two realize that this isn't a woman, right?" Oscar grumbled, "He's got a tiny cock and he just throated Jake's huge cock, but he's still a man."

"She fucks better than any woman I've had, Pa," Lester replied, "And she'll do anything we want to do to her. I mean look at her, she didn't even stop when you pulled up. I swear we could take her into the middle of town and she'd let us spit roast her on the steps of city hall."

"Well, I haven't had my dick sucked in a decade, but I'm not letting some crazy fag suck my cock." Oscar protested, "Let's at least put a wig and some lipstick on it and take her back inside or out to the barn so I can have some fun too."

"Can we wait until she finishes me off?" Jake panted, "This bitches throat always makes me cum."

"I'm in no rush," Oscar replied, "I'm gonna go inside and shower, you two finish with him here and take him inside to gussy him up. I'll be on the couch in a few minutes waiting to get my cock sucked."

Lester followed Oscar inside, presumably to find the wig and lipstick he had used on me before. Meanwhile, Jake was guiding my head with his huge hands to ensure I was sucking his cock just the way he desired. I was lost in my lust as Jake used my head to jack himself to orgasm right there on the front porch.

"You're one crazy motherfucker," Jake moaned under his breath as he continued to force my head up and down his 11-inch monster, "You really like taking dick, don't you, pervert."

"Mmmhmm," was all I could muster, with Jake's cock in my throat.

Jake's tempo was increasing, challenging my throat as he took long, rapid strokes. It felt as if his cock was penetrating me past my sternum. In my sex zombie state, I enjoyed the extreme treatment I was getting. I also relished the fact that I was stark naked and fellating a black man in broad daylight in public. It felt like the rules didn't apply to me, I was able to release whatever deviant creature lurked inside my pedestrian experience and be rewarded with perverted acts committed by these men who seemed to lack all limits to their sexual appetite.

Jake stood up off his chair, taking my head with him. His knees were slightly bent now as he went into beast mode, fucking my face with abandon.

"More cum for you faggot!" Jake roared as his legs started to spasm and he held my head tight against his pubic afro.

"Fuckin' swallow that load, bitch!" he bellowed as I felt another blast of cum shooting down my throat.

Jake spasmed violently. I put my hands behind my back to indicate my full submission as the giant black man drained his balls into my mouth yet another time today. It seemed like Jake's balls were so virile he could replenish in minutes. I savored his sweet thick cum as he pulled back and let me suck on the head as his orgasm subsided. Both of us were oblivious to the passing traffic just 100 yards away.

Mary is Dressed for Father

As I finished cleaning Jake's cock, Lester's voice carried from inside the house, "Bring her in her, we need to clean her up and get her dressed for Dad."

"On our way," Jake hollered back, "She's just finishing me up here."

I sucked Jakes cock clean and then ran my index finger and thumb up his giant shaft to squeeze out the last glob of sweet cum from his cock. He moaned as he watched me cover the big purple head of his cock with my mouth and gobble up the sperm drop I had produced.

"You're such a good girl," Jake groaned, "Now let's get you inside and clean you up before we start up again."

I rose to my feet in zombie mode. My free will was gone, I was just doing what I was told and relishing every second of it. When I became Mary, my personal and professional problems all disappeared. I was now just a willing object who's only mission was to take cock from these men. I followed Jake into the house. He led me through the living room and back down the hallway where we passed Oscar wearing only a towel.

I watched the 80+ year old man pass me with his atrophied arms and legs. I noticed his sunken eyes and two-day stubble. It occurred to me that I'd never seen a man that old naked. My guess was not many people my age had. Soon I would be seeing much more of the old man, but the younger men had to make me "presentable" first.

I walked into the bathroom and waited while Lester turned on the shower.

"Let's wash all that cum off you," Lester said as he signaled for me to step into the tub and under the shower, "We also need to shave that ass. Dad won't fuck her if there is any hair there at all. We need her to look as feminine as possible, otherwise he won't let us have her back again."

The warm water felt good as it washed away the cum that covered my face and body. But the water didn't shock me out of my sex zombie mode. I was still just following instructions like a droid. I didn't know what time it was, but it seemed like I had been there for just over an hour. It felt like time had stopped and I was living in an alternate reality.

The Boys Make Mary Presentable

"Bend over so I can shave that ass," Lester demanded, with shaving cream in his hand, "We'll clean up that clit of yours too, not that it matters."

I bent over for Lester as he carefully removed all the hair from my crack then my ass cheeks and then started down the backs of my thighs. Sex zombie, Mary, didn't wonder how he would explain his shaved ass to his wife, she just let it happen. Then the sex zombie spoke.

"Here give me that razor," I said in a trance, "I'll shave my legs too so I look good for Father."

Lester stood back and laughed, "Well ok then, sweetheart, knock yourself out."

I mimicked what I had seen my wife do in the shower for years and carefully shaved all the hair off both legs. Since Lester had already shaved my ass and crack, the hard part was mostly complete. Then I raised my arms and shaved the hair from under each of my armpits. Once they were bare, I shaved my chest, removing the small patch of hair I had there. I rinsed off exposing my now nearly hairless body.

"Next time, we should shave your head so the wig fits better," Lester laughed, "That might be a little difficult to explain when you get home, however."

"Fuck, let's do it!" Jake chimed in, "This bitch is crazy, she'll let us do it. Do you have a clipper, I'll sheer her up right now."

"Let's save that for next time," Lester protested, "I don't want to keep Pa waiting. Once he takes those blue pills, he gets very impatient. Believe me, you don't want to piss him off."

I handed Lester the razor and grabbed the towel from him. I stepped out of the tub and dried myself off. Lester handed me the wig and I went to the mirror to adjust it. I barely recognized the face in the mirror. My lips were red and swollen from all the action my mouth had seen. My eyes were dark and distant, lost in my sex zombie lust. My face and chest were flush with sexual excitement as I took the lipstick from Lester and pursed my lips to apply a thick coat of red balm.

With the dark wig and red lips, I looked more like Mary than Mike. Now with my shaved body, I looked anything but masculine. I was a walking freak show of sexual desire. Trapped by my own devious passenger who lurked in the dark corners of my mind and craved to be a slut to hung men.

"Alright, let's take him out to Dad," Lester said, satisfied that I was presentable enough to serve his father, "He hasn't had any pussy in years and he's loaded up on Viagra so I have no idea what's going to happen."

Lester and Jake guided me back down the hall and into the living room. As I entered the room, I saw Oscar sitting naked on the couch. His old wrinkly legs were spread, and his cock was extended up his round belly past his navel. Now I could see where Lester got his size. Oscar was every bit as big as Lester, but the striking difference was Oscar's balls. His old ball sack hung so low they slid over the side of the couch cushion. Since I had never seen an 80-year-old man naked, I was surprised by how far his balls had dropped.

"Well, this is an improvement," Oscar said in a gravelly voice, "Now he looks more like a Mary."

Without being prompted I dropped to all fours and started crawling toward Lester's father. I wasn't looking at his face, I was focused on his cock and huge saggy ball sack. I quickly closed the distance and took his right testicle into my mouth. I was impressed by how clean and fresh he smelled, even though he was probably 40 years older than me.

Mary Meets Grampa

"Oh, fuck yeah," the old man moaned, "Take care of Grampa's big old balls, you slut."

It felt good to have a man in my mouth again. My inner sex zombie had an endless need for cock. I let Oscar's right ball fall out my mouth and took his left ball into my mouth. Oscar's ball sack was so big and saggy, it covered most of my face as I washed the geezer's balls for him. Having my face covered by an 80-year-old's ball sack had my cock at full staff. Mike wouldn't be caught dead doing this for an old geezer. But Mary, the sex zombie, craved it.

"Jeezus, Pa, are my balls going to get big and saggy like that in twenty years?" Lester asked while he watched his father's massive sack cover my face.

"Oh, it starts before then," Oscar laughed, "This one seems to like it, however."

I moved off Oscar's balls and started running my tongue up his shaft. I was surprised at how rigid his cock was for such an old man. The Viagra was doing the trick. I was also surprised by the thin, gray skin on his cock was almost transparent. I could see almost all the blue veins in his shaft. His big, bulbous cock head was sticking out over his uncut foreskin. It was a pale purple in color and the entire dome at the top was wet with precum.

I took Oscar's old cock into my mouth and worked my all the way down his shaft until my nose was resting in his hairy pubes.

"Of Fuck!" I heard Oscar moan, "Nobody's had their mouth on my cock since Clinton was president."

I was glad the old man enjoyed my oral attention. My inner sex zombie fed on his comments like it was dopamine injected directly into my veins. I was taking long, slow strokes from the tip of Oscar's cock, all the way to the base. I could hear the sloshing noise my throat was making as he impaled me.

"You're going to empty Grampa's balls, bitch," Oscar wheezed as I worked his nearly century old cock, "You're not leaving here until you drain every drop."

Sex zombie, Mary, was fine with that deal. There were no limits left for her. In her zombie state, she could and would do almost anything.

Suddenly, I felt the familiar sensation of a cock head lining up to fuck my ass. I pulled off to look over my shoulder and discovered Lester grinning as he shoved his cock unto me while holding my hips tightly.

"Fuck yeah," Lester moaned, "I can't get enough of this tight ass."

Oscar grabbed my head and put his cock back in my mouth, "Don't get distracted now, darling, Grampa hasn't had a blow job in years. Lester, couldn't you wait until I was done with her!"

"Sorry Pa, she had me pretty close on the porch when you showed up," Lester explained, "I guess I just couldn't resist with her on all fours as she sucks your cock."

Mary, the sex zombie, considered the irony of having two generations of the farmer family's cock in her at the same time. Not only had I allowed myself to become a whore for the geriatric community, but I was also now offering a family plan for hung tops who wanted to fuck a "woman" in a wig.

"Fuck, this is wrong in so many ways," Jake laughed as he watched the father and son team spit roast me, "I wish she had a sister so I wouldn't have to wait around to get in the action."

"We'll take turns," Lester assured, "I'm not going to last long. I'm fully recharged after the break we took."

"Well, she did just finish me off on the porch before we came in here," Jake admitted, "I guess I can wait a little while you two have your fun. I'm going to pour another Lemonade, the day's heating up pretty good."

Jake wasn't kidding, the mid-day heat had set in raising the temp in the room to about ninety degrees. The fans were helping a little but the synthetic mesh on my wig was holding heat in like an oven causing sweat to drip down over my eyebrows and down my nose.

Oscar's cock and balls had remnants of my red lipstick all over them. I was certain my face was a mess as well after his old balls flopped all over my face when I was washing them with my mouth. Lester wasn't bothered by the heat. He was banging away on my ass. He was working up a sweat but didn't seem to mind.

Mary, the sex zombie was being fucked by a guy twenty years her senior and sucking the cock of a man forty years his senior. She was also discovering that big cocks were hereditary as were the unlimited sex drives of the father and son team.

"We could make some money with this crazy bitch," Jake laughed, "I bet we could get more than a few guys down at the VFW to pay twenty-five bucks to stop over and put their cocks in her."

"I-think-fifty-is-better!" Lester panted as he chimed in with each stroke into my ass, "Where-else-are-they-going-to-find-this."

Oscars large hands were on either side of my head, guiding me up and down his rigid shaft. I could hear him breathing heavily as I throated his cock with every stroke. I didn't mind his pubes tickling my nose every time I went deep. It was a reminder that I was nearing the base of the old man's shaft and doing a good job for him.

"Grampa loves this wet mouth," Oscar groaned as he guided my head up and down his shaft, "I could do this all afternoon."

"I'm gonna need that mouth in a second, Pa," Lester growled, "My balls are boiling, and I want to feed her another load. I want to leave her clean back her so we can all have more fun with her."

"Hurry up," Oscar growled, "I'm getting close too."

"Oh fuck," Lester muttered, "Why don't we switch, you take her ass and I'll finish in her mouth."

"I don't want to do that much work," Oscar protested, "Have her sit on my cock while you finish in her mouth."

I heard Oscar's request and pulled off his cock. I watched his rigid, shiny, transparent cock fall onto his belly as I stood up to submit to his request.

"Grampa, hold our cock up so baby girl can sit on it for you," I said, fully emerged in sex zombie mode, "I'll do all the work for you."

"Oh, I like this slut," Oscar laughed, holding his big cock up as I suggested.

I turned around and took Lester in my mouth as I started to lower myself towards Oscar's cock. Oscar's hands quickly grabbed my hips and guided me down onto his erect shaft while his son grabbed my head and forced his cock down my throat.

The Family Affaire Continues

"The circle of life is complete," Jake laughed, "Father and son have now taken both holes!"

I rocked slowly up and down on Oscars cock as Lester pumped my throat full of cock. It was clear that Lester was close to blowing another load. I was amazed how these men could recover so quickly and pump more cum into me almost at will. Every time they did, it seemed to fuel my lust to even higher levels and cause my inner sex zombie to become even more desperate for more sex.

"How does Grampa's big cock feel in that tight ass, Darling?" Oscar asked rhetorically, "Nice to have someone who wants to do all the work so Grampa can just sit back and enjoy."

"Fuhhhk, I'm gonna blow!" Lester interrupted, his hands and legs shaking violently as he rocked back and forth in spasms when his orgasm hit, "Fuckin' feed from my balls, bitch!"

Sex zombie, Mary, sucked and fed off Lester's hard cock. I sucked and swallowed as Lester's balls jumped with each rope of semen he unloaded into my waiting mouth. This load was thick and a little more bitter than the others. I assumed it was because I was starting to reach the limit of his production.

It felt odd, to have the older man cumming in my mouth while his very old father was deep in my ass. There was so much taboo surrounding my actions that I was wallowing in the depravity. The sex zombie in my mind was in full control, I was willing to go even deeper into depravity if they asked.

Lester continued to spasm as he fed me another dose of cum from his balls. Meanwhile, his father was pulling on my hips reminding me that I was supposed to be doing the work of fucking myself on his cock while he sat on the couch and watched.

"Don't forget Grampa back here, Mary," Oscar wheezed, "You can swallow my boy and take me in your ass at the same time. I know you can."

I redoubled my efforts and forced myself to bounce on Oscar's cock as Lester finished in my mouth. After Jake had been in my ass, I had no problem taking Oscars cock even though it was all of eight and a half inches.

"Damn, I could feed you all day," Lester moaned as his orgasm subsided, his hands on his hips while I sucked on his massive mushroom head, "That's right, suck everything out of the shaft too. Don't waste a drop."

I did just as Lester asked, even though I was taking full strokes on Oscar's cock and working up a flop sweat. The sex zombie was working hard to please all her masters. Meanwhile, Jake was waiting his turn while both Mary's holes were occupied.

"You gonna want her mouth soon, Gramps?" Jake asked gingerly, "I don't want to rush you but my big cock needs some squeezin' again."

"I'm about to unload," Oscar wheezed, "I'll take her mouth when Sonny boy finishes up."

"I'm going to need her to hold still so I can squeeze out the last few drops," Lester instructed, as he reached down and ran his thumb and forefinger down his shaft, draining the remnants into my mouth, "That should just about do it. Suck that out bitch."

I did as I was told and sucked the last puddle of cum from the tip of Lester's cock.

"Put Grampa in your mouth, sweetie," Oscar chimed in, "I've got some more for you so you don't go home hungry!"

I released the son's cock from my mouth and spun around to swallow his father. I was still licking his son's semen off my lips as I got on all fours to swallow his cock and suck him until he unloaded.

"Oh Gawd, that's good!" Oscar moaned, as I buried my face in his crotch, "Brace yourself, girl, I haven't unloaded these balls in over a month!"

My nose rested in his pubic hair and his cock was all the way down my throat. His big ball sack warmed my chin as I worked his shaft and sucked hard to bring him to climax. Oscar started pumping himself by guiding my head up and down his shaft. He had his hands on my ears, and he was getting rough with me as he jacked himself off with my head. Sweat was dripping from my nose and eyebrows as the heat inside the farmhouse had become almost oppressive.

I could still taste Lester's cum in my mouth and I was about to suck a load out of his father so I could compare the taste. I was so turned on by the depravity of my actions that I was about to cum again myself. As I was on all fours, giving my best to Oscar, Jake decided to make a sneak attack from behind me. He drove his 11 inch cock halfway into my ass without announcing himself.

"Oh My Gawd!" I screamed as Jake's cock stretched me to my limit, "I can't take it!"

"Damn it, Jake!" Oscar roared, "I was just about to blow my load here! Can't you wait until this old man has his fun. Then you can take her outside and fuck her in traffic for all I care."

"Oh man. Sorry Oscar," Jake said sheepishly as he slowly pulled his shaft out of my ass, "I thought she was used to taking it in the ass by now."

"Well, she probably is, but you have a telephone pole between your legs," Oscar said sarcastically, "Just let her finish me off and then you can do whatever you want with her."

Oscar slumped down a little on the couch letting his old ass and big balls hang off the cushion. I couldn't resist the visual and swooped my head down to take one of his big balls in my mouth. There was something so intoxicating about having my face covered in his big, sloppy ball sack. After getting him revved up by washing his balls, I went all out on his cock.

I was on all fours bobbing up and down on his shaft. My throat was making the familiar "Gawk, Gawk, Gawk," sound as I impaled my head on the Octogenarian's Viagra fueled cock. I was determined to do a good job for the old man since he hadn't been sucked in decades.

"That's it little girl," Oscar moaned, "Suck all that cum out of Grampa's big balls."

I didn't know what to expect as I continued to fellate the old man. I expected the cum to just drool out of his cock head since he was so old. I didn't even know if he could produce any cum anymore given his age.

"Oh, Oh, OH, OH!" Oscar bellowed, indicating he was getting close, "Don't stop, missy, stay on Grampa's cock until I pull you off!"

I did exactly as I was told. Working my head up and down the full length of his shaft. Taking him balls deep with every stroke. The depravity of giving an 80-year-old a blow job especially after I just swallowed his son had my cock at full tilt. I was just about to blow my own load. But I wanted to make the old geezer cum before I allowed myself a release.

"OH JEEZUS!" Oscar howled as he grabbed my head and forced it down his shaft.

Oscar moaned and groaned like he was having a medical event. His body spasmed and rocked as he unloaded his balls into my mouth. Since he was down my throat, I couldn't taste his cum. Out of curiosity, I pulled back and kept sucking. I could now taste the strong bitter flavor of the old man's cum. I kept sucking as the old man moaned and convulsed in the couch. His big balls continued to slowly spew their contents into my willing mouth and filled it before I swallowed it down. When I swallowed, the strong flavor triggered my deviant mind, and I started to orgasm myself.

"Hmmph, mmph" I moaned into Oscar's cock as I unloaded my balls all over the hardwood floor of the farmhouse.

My own body was spasming violently as my orgasm hit. I guess the idea of sucking off an 80-year-old and a father and son in succession pushed my brain into a deviant realm it had never experienced. I was writhing on all fours as I swallowed the ancient seed from the old man's balls. He seemed to be orgasming just as violently as I was.

"Holy FUCK!" Oscar bellowed as he lifted his hips off the couch trying to shove his cock deeper into my throat, "Suck that cock bitch!"

Oscars hands grabbed my head and he stood up from the couch face fucking me as I spasmed on my knees in front of him. My hand was still stroking my cock throughout my orgasm. The cum had become lube allowing my hand to slip back and forth across my shaft.

Lester and Jake stood watching the old man feed me his load while I came all over the floor while kneeling, naked wearing a wig and lipstick. Jake's cock was back at full staff and ready to fuck me when Oscar finished up. Lester was all but spent but thought he might be able to go one more time. My body was covered in sweat and semen as I finished pleasuring Lester's father.

"Gawdamn that was good," Oscar smiled over at Jake and Lester as I continued to suck his cock post orgasm, "We need this bitch to move in with us and keep our balls empty twenty-four-seven."

I had been pushed past my limit. Oscar finally pulled me off his cock and I fell back on my haunches looking up at him through the sweat dripping from my eyebrows with lipstick smeared all over my face. These three men had turned me into their personal cum slut. I couldn't even remember how many loads I had swallowed. I was dizzy from sex and dehydration.

I started to crawl over to Jake to take his cock in my mouth to try to satisfy him without letting him fuck me. But as I started to crawl, my vision collapsed to a tunnel and I blacked out, falling face first onto the hardwood floor.

Mary Awakens from Her Collapse

When I awoke, it took me a moment to realize what had happened. I was still naked, and I was lying in a bed, but it was much cooler. I reached up and realized I was still wearing the wig Lester had given me. I could hear the hum of air conditioning. As I sat up in the bed, I realized I was in an airstream trailer with the air conditioning turned way up. The men must have rushed me in there assuming I was suffering from heat stroke.

I felt a little better and thought I might be able to get on my e-bike and make it home before my wife arrived home from work. I had no concept of what time it was. As I tried to get out of the bed, I realized that the airstream trailer was moving.

"Oh my god," I thought to myself, "where are they taking me?"

TO BE CONTINUED...