xxNaughty girls get the hose {Jonie && Renesmee}

Richard came here on a regular bases... he was as common as the chairs that sat in the room. He came here, desperately seeking something to arouse him. At one time in his life, he enjoyed sex, and women and an normal life. He had always been a beautiful man and he enjoyed the company of women. Not only for sex, but talk and love as well. At one point he had a beautiful wife who was everything in his life and he loved her intensely. In the evenings they would make love, in the mornings they would sleep naked, comfortable in each others arms. Nothing filled his life with such joy as she did.

Richard could only sadly shake his head at her list of turn ons. Each one he had tried, each one had failed miserably. He had never felt bad for these girls, he was rather bitter in thinking if he couldn't get off, neither should they, that was... until he set his eyes upon Amelia. She reminded him so much of his wife, his heart ached with dull hope. If anyone could arouse him it would be her, although he doubted it would happen because she beautiful as he knew she was, and seeing her naked body, which looked so much like Aerlyn's, he could not be aroused. He wanted to cry for himself and Amelia as well as he unzipped his pants and pulled out his limp, lifeless penis.

At first glance, everything might have seemed normal about Richard, his penis was not large nor small, just limp despite the nuzzling Amelia had been going and nakedness of her beautiful body. Richard lifted up his penis to Amelia to show her what was wrong with him. Beneath the underside of his dick was not a sac as most men had but inside a small jagged scar where they once hung proudly.

Not more than a year after his marriage with Aerlyn had begun he had stumbled into a woman that who had fallen very deeply in love with him, but he could not return the favor. Heartbroken she sought man after man to fill the hole he had left. When she came back around, tracking down Richard in hopes of repairing their relationship or at least having a quick fuck, Richard reported happily that he was married and the woman stormed off hurt. Later that day, Richard was abducted by the woman with use of a chloroform soaked rag and awoke to her hovering over him. While he slept she teased and fucked him. He was outraged because he never wanted another woman besides his wife. When he told her this it was the last time Richard saw his dick hard.

She quickly and professionally removed both his testicles, he didn’t know how she knew how to do it, but she had the tools she needed. She chloroformed him once more and he awoke on his front lawn naked and without his balls. When he admitted to his wife about what had happened, she understood and started kissing him, when she discovered that he wasn’t hard she became quite confused as much as he did. Usually her soft tender kisses gave him an incredible erection. She began sucking on his limp cock and again, nothing. In fact he didn’t even care to have sex at all. After months of this, she couldn’t bare it anymore. She told him when he felt like fucking again he could come find her and disappeared from his life.

He was left with nothing, he became depressed and lost contact with his friends. It seemed his life was empty without her and know he spent his money and time trying to become aroused again, hoping that even without his balls that he could get an erection.

He looked down at Amelia almost crying, “Please try… please.” He felt like this was it. If she couldn’t do it, no one could and what was the point of life when it was choked with loneliness? If she could, he meant it, he would take her and her brother and lavish them with his money and love... if not... he doubted he would be seen here again or anywhere for that matter. He would retire to his estate sit in front of his magnificent fireplace with a bottle of whiskey and his revolver, loaded with three bullets. One for his dick, which had failed him for the last time. One for his heart for the pain it had endured, and one for his eye for all the horrible things it had seen.

Richard couldn’t hold it back. He started crying for both himself and for Amelia. Her earnest rubbing and sucking reminded Richard of the last time Aerlyn desperately tried to please him. It broke his heart then and it was breaking his heart now. God he wanted to pick her up and run away with her. Yet he knew that even though she would be thankful, she would eventually grow tired of him, of his depression and his desire to have sex and his longing for his wife. He couldn’t do that to himself and he couldn’t do that to her. Maybe eventually she would escape her father and his evil ways, maybe she wouldn’t but as she held his flaccid penis he knew that he couldn’t be her hope. He no longer desired to live. He wept bitterly, despite the face the room was silent and watching him and Amelia.

Eric was still on his knees with someone grasping his balls tightly. He knew better than to shout out. As much as he loved Amelia and no matter what was happening he knew that losing his balls wouldn’t change anything. He wondered if he was deaf now because he couldn’t make out any thing. Not frightened screams, no angry words… Eric pulse raced, what if they killed her. He wrapped himself up in believing she was being brutally murdered in front of his unseeing eyes. He too began crying, weeping for his loss.

Richard finally stopped her and lifted her head with his finger under her chin, tears still shimmering in his eyes, “Little woman, you are truly beautiful and everything I would dream of in a woman. I want so bad for this to happen you can’t even begin to imagine. I know I don’t know much about you, but yet, I still love you, and my heart aches for you. But the life I could give you will not be better than this you might not understand but you are young and desperate.”

He leaned in close and whispered into her ear, “Listen to me, Amelia, run away. Leave your brother tonight. He’s young, and although you might care for him, he’ll end up just like his father. Escape them both now Amelia, run away tonight while the moon is still full enough to light your path. You are beautiful; a good man will take care of you. I’m sorry I can’t help you.” His voice was ragged sorrow. The only thing he could offer her was a gentle kiss to her perfect lips. He pushed his penis back into his pants and stood up looking at her. Finally he shook his head slowly and walked out of the building.

James advanced on Amelia, “So you lost your wager. It’s time for you to pay up. Just do it nicely and I’ll go easy on you.” James was sporting an erection already, his pants were already removed. The scene between Amelia and Richard had moved some of the audience into tear but James was only smiling happily knowing he had won.

James was, to say the very least, incredibly surprised at Amelia's reaction. He expected her to fight and bite, and cry and all those annoying (and yet exciting) things. His eye brows raised and then he just dumbly nodded. The men who had his son were suddenly back in the motion of fucking him up the ass and bloody watery tears dripped from Eric's face. James looked at Amelia again not sure what to say, he was excited but confused. "Uh... it's your first time so lay on your back and I'll be gentle. Don't do anything, just... lay there. "

James wasn't sure why suddenly he was being so careful with her. He looked at Eric again who seemed as if he could no longer hold back. He was crying and begging them to stop. Yet, the boy had a huge erection. A great deal longer than James' dick. James began intensely insecure, he wanted to hear Amelia crying out, and begging him to stop because his big dick was ripping her in two. He grabbed both of her shoulders a threw her onto stomach, changing his mind about what position he wanted her in. HE rammed his dick up her slit and moaned in pleasure as he felt the hymen tear away. "I'm gona fuck you so hard Amelia you never forget I'm your daddy. You'll never forgot who gave you your first cock. Take it you little cunt take it."

He was resting a great deal of his massive body weight on her shoulders, part of him feared he might crack them with all the pressure he was applying. Yet the other part wanted to hurt her more. He grabbed her hair and began yanking her head back. "Take this you fucking cum slut. Take it." He rammed her harder and harder up the cunt, he could see blood. Was she on her period or was he hitting that hard. He knew girl bleed a little their first time but this was a bit much. The sight excited him and with in moments he came inside of her. Releasing his hot semen deep inside of her. He stood up and wiped himself off.

"Anyone else want to take a ride?" James laughed.

Another man jumped on her, rolled her over and plowed his dick into her before she could fight back, "Look at me you little cunt. Take my big dick." Yet this man's dick was smaller than James' hardly hitting three inches. "Tell me you like it you little cunt."

It was tempting to go back to her but it was far more amusing to struggle against a man who was desperate to have a larger dick. James wondered what happened to him that made him want so fiercely to have a large dick. He supposed all men wanted to be considered large but as he watched the man grab Amelia’s face and try to slam it into the carpeted floor as he sobbed bitter tears onto her naked skin, he realized that it was something more to it. It wasn’t just dick envy it was…

“I am not small, I am not! Take it back, take it back you stupid bitch. I’m not small. I’m not small!” The man continued to force his small prick harder and harder into her. “I’m not small, I’m not small. You loose fucking cunt. I’m not small. I’m not.”

James and even some of the other men were growing anxious as the man started pressing harder on Amelia’s face. One of his thumbs was hooked inside of her mouth and behind her cheek. It looked as if he was trying to pull it off. James’s stomach turned sickened and frightened. He didn’t know what to do. He didn’t want the men to turn against him like they had Eric. Son like father, both of them were cowards, but James couldn’t gather anger or hope.

However it didn’t matter the man let himself go, massive loads of semen oozed out between Amelia’s legs with him still engaged. He rolled off her and yet another man grabbed for. James felt a little better. Hoping this wasn’t another man who would be carrying some type of emotional baggage. James had been rough with the girl but the way the man looked as if he might rip the face of Amelia… The new man, who James knew as Chase was wiping some of the blood off of Amelia and made her look at Eric who was still being anally raped by everyone. Chase pulled the hair out of Amelia’s face, “Amelia, Amelia. I know you got something special about you.” He yanked her head backwards using her hair like a rope. He kissed her, drool dripping from his lips and tongue. It was a little gross, but James didn’t mind. He just focused his attention on Eric.

Chase grabbed her, “So you like your Daddy, do you like your brother? Watch him get fucked. You know he’s doing all for you. Who wouldn’t want a great guy like that?”

Chase laughed pleasantly. He looked like such a normal guy it would be difficult for many people to guess he participated at events like these. He reached for her hand letting go of her hair. He laced his fingers through hers as if they were lovers. He turned her face towards his and rubbed his knuckles against her cheeks softly. “It’s hard to see you like this. Beautiful girls deserve pleasurable things. Yet, it is so arousing to see you crying out for your father. It is a bit messed up I know. But everyone has their kinks I suppose.”

He turned to the men trying to stuff two of their dicks into Amelia’s brother’s tight ass. He was digging his nails into the carpeted floor, bloody tears running down his cheeks. His voice was horse from begging them to stop. Finally Chase spoke up with such authority that people turned to him questioning what to do. “Boy’s I think that’s enough. Amelia here wants to make her brother feel better.” He lead Amelia to Eric who seemed relieved, it was hard to tell with his swollen face.

Many of the men sat on chairs or stood around. Watching what ever Chase had in mind. He stood Eric up, who weakly got to his feet. Amelia, you’re brother is in pain. A lot of pain. So much so that he should probably go to the hospital. However, we can’t allow that. However if you promise to come back tomorrow we will let your brother out of here, but he’s not allowed to return. If you don’t, well you can take your brother’s place in pleasing the men.”

Many of the men laughed happily in hopes of her second choice.

Chase ran his fingers through her hair, “We’ll find something for you to do Amelia, don’t you worry. We will definitely find you something to do. How about, in addition to returning tomorrow, you dress your self up very pretty? Pretty just for me okay?” He leaned close to her face, and kissed her forehead and stroked her cheek with the back of his forefinger.

He leaned closer to her ear, acting as if her was going to kiss her lips but instead whispered into her ear, “Amelia, I will help you. I’ll help you escape, trust me. I can help you.” He pulled away from her speaking more to the crowd of stunned looking quiet men. “You promise to return, Amelia?”

Eric was trembling, faintly aware of what was going on. Mostly he only heard his sister’s name. Fear caught in his throat. Are they going to hurt her? He couldn’t help himself. He kept seeing her being pushed and kicked like they had just done to him. He cried out blindly to the blurred world before him. “Don’t hurt her! Don’t hurt her! Leave her alone! I’ll kill you all! I swear!”

Eric struggled against the familiar arms he recognized as his father’s. James caught him tightly holding on to him, “Eric, you’re making yourself look like a fool. We’re leaving right now.”