Chapter 109: BROOKE'S DEBT 002/ One Very Weird Chick 001

"Oh Brookie," I moaned, "that feels so good; don't stop. Oh, I love squeezing your soft little titties while you suck on my penis. Don't stop Brookie, I'm going to come. I'm going to come in your mouth, Brooke. Oh Brookie, I'm com- oh God, that feels so fucking good! Oh Brookie, I'm coming in your mouth! I'm coming in your mouth! Broo-kieeee!"

I groaned in ecstasy as my orgasm crested and I ejaculated inside her mouth, filling it with spurt after spurt of warm semen, while I massaged her soft tits in my hands. Brooke swallowed it all, and I continued playing with her droopy boobs for a while.

"That was wonderful." I sighed, as I pulled my cock out of her mouth. "You can go ahead and clean now."

Brooke licked her lips as she climbed off the couch and resumed dusting while I watched her. Her dangling tits jiggled to and fro, as she dusted in the nude.

Unknown to Brooke, I had taken a Viagra prior to her arrival, and my cock was still rock hard. After an hour or so of watching her, I was hot as hell, and ready to fuck her but good.

I stood and faced her, fondling her tits, and gave her another instruction:

"Follow me."

I led Brooke to the bedroom, where I gently guided her onto the bed. I spread her legs and climbed on top of her, sinking my hard cock into her soft, wet cunt. It felt like a velvet glove, and I began sliding in and out of her pussy, and Brooke soon began moaning my name.

"Harder!" she cried. "Harder! Oh God, fuck me harder! Fuck me, I want you so bad! Make me cum! Make me fucking cum!"

Brooke's soft tits were sliding back and forth on her chest; jiggling like jelly at my fucking, and I couldn't help but get even more turned on at the sight. It wasn't long before I felt pure ecstasy building between my legs, and I shot spurt after spurt of my hot cum into her velvety pussy. Brooke's nails dug into my back, and I felt her shudder in an orgasm as well. She howled in pleasure, as her vagina pulsed in time with my ejaculation. The truth was, she wanted it just as badly as I did, and now her secret was out.

I rolled off Brooke and lay back on the bed, panting from the heat of passion I had just experienced. I could feel her playing with my still-hard cock, and I caressed her dangling tits lovingly. We both knew this was only the beginning of something we had both wanted for a long time, and with this excuse out of the way, there was nothing to keep us from fucking and sucking each other for the rest of our days. Brooke's debt was far from over; I would see to that.

Brooke is now eight months pregnant, and that will keep her indebted to me for the next eighteen years, at the very least. Yep, I've got it made.

The End.

Book Title: One Very Weird Chick

This time we were on a carousel. It was night and there were bright lights all around, the carousel itself was bright and flashing. We were riding horses side by side, and we were both nude. Faith seemed to be enjoying her horse quite a bit: her head was tossed back, her face was constricted in a grimace of pleasure, her tits jutted out and bounced lusciously as she moved up and down, and she was moaning like she was getting the best fuck of her life. As the carousel revolved and the crappy music played she came, then the spinning horses came to a slow stop. Smiling and out of breath, Faith shifted her position, moving back a bit on the horse, and I saw now what she'd been doing: the dildo that was supposed to be in my night stand drawer.

"Wow," she said. "That was a great ride." She looked at me. "What do you say, B? Wanna take a turn?"

"What is it with you and dildos?" I asked.

Faith shrugged. "Next best thing." I dropped my gaze down to the dildo; it was glistening with her come. "Oh, I think I know what you wanna do. Go ahead, B. It's just us here."

I looked around and saw that she was right; we were in the middle of a busy carnival, but we were the only ones there.

"I promise I won't tell," Faith said in a half-whisper.

"There's nothing I want to do with that thing," I said. But in the next instant I had stepped closer, and then leaning over it. I opened my mouth and brought it down over the end of the dildo. I immediately tasted Faith's come in my mouth.

"That's my girl," Faith said softly. I felt her touch my hair. Then I felt my nipples get almost painfully hard.

"There you go, B. Only question now is, What's making those awesome nipples of yours so hard? Is it the dildo, or the taste of me, or the way I'm touching your hair?" Faith giggled, which was totally unlike her.

I pulled my mouth from the dildo and straightened up. "If this is my dream, then why are you the one that supposedly knows everything and I don't know shit?"

Faith shrugged again. "Beats me, Slayer. That's the one thing I don't know." She leaned closer to me, locking her eyes with mine. "So tell me. Am I delish or what?"

The scene suddenly changed: we were back in my room, it was daylight, maybe early morning, I couldn't really tell. We were wearing clothes now, though not much: just panties and tanktops for both of us. We were lying together on my bed, on our sides facing each other, surrounded by dozens of teddy bears and stuffed stuffed animals. The dildo lay between us on the mattress; I wondered if I'd somehow fallen into some pervert's sordid fantasy world.

"Well, this is a lot more cozy, isn't it, B?" Faith said.

"Not that cozy," I said, and tossed the dildo across the room.

"Why do you always have to be such a spoil sport?" I opened my mouth to answer but Faith's fingers were suddenly touching my lips. "Hush now," she whispered.

Then she moved closer to me on the bed, close enough that our tits were touching. Her face was even closer, almost a blur in my eyes, and then I felt her lips on mine. I pulled back and said "What are you doing?"

"You tell me," she replied. "This is your dream."

"You keep saying that."

"Because it's true. Now, shut up." She pressed her lips to mine again, but this time I didn't move away.

They were soft and warm and lipsticky. Her breath, too, was warm as it spilled from her nose over my cheek. I felt her tongue against my lips and I opened my mouth. She slithered it in like a tiny wet cock as she brought one hand up to caress my hair, and the other up to worm its way between our tits. She cupped my right tit in her palm and very gently began to fondle me.