Chapter 14: Fucking for Real Forever

“Oh my GAWD! ... Lilly!”

It wasn’t frightening, exactly, doing it inside Lilly. And it was a thrill like no other. And all the religious had taught me to avoid in hiding the facts of just what fucking meant was anymore all too luxurious to be avoided. My penis inside Lilly was “home”. It now felt so right. I already loved ejaculations so much and it felt like one of the long enduring ones all going into her. It was too luxurious to avoid. But fucking Lilly, WOW! Real fucking.

What was the matter with those parochial overlords? Sex in action was just too amazing. How else would one ever experience the seizure of orgasm united with a girl, experience like no other, absolutely the best Nature has to offer. Yes, I already knew the wonder of ejaculation in spurts, in big volume, even doing it steadily - the best of all, but doing it deep vagina, a new style for that firm back pressure, no comparison.

This was where my penis was meant to be.

Now it was making real sense having had my penis magically enlarged for my lover. The gizem flow was key to our pleasure. I wondered why that fact, so much gizem, was not made obvious talk in high school. What a hard secret for people to keep, the flood of wonderful goo.

Sex Ed in high school could have been live just like this. Imagine the high grades we would have achieved through our attentiveness? This wasn’t Algebra, assigning values to bizarre variables, all that mystery. This was like crotch to crotch where parts interact, not just kissing lips but totally impacting, mind bending, earth moving ... FUCK!

Those poor low esteem force-labeled “easy girls” could have achieved destiny by classroom sharing, demonstrations for the betterment of all; would have been status elevated to queens of safe sex giving them ultimate respect. How stupid the hierarchy was for their lack of ingenuity and condoms. As it was, girls, who were labeled “Easy” were degraded and looked down upon. I always found that to be very sad, a simple denial of human nature. And until now I didn’t know exactly what it took to be labeled “Easy”. It simply meant they knew how to fuck.

Perhaps some of them were pretty good at it too. They were the ones who were inspired but made victims by social cruelty. And what came of that ignorance? Unwanted pregnancies and other problems resulting from forced ignorance. If eating was labeled “Evil” what would come of that fear? Hmmm, death.

For an instant all of the energy I owned in my body was focused at one point by drawing on all of the rest of me, brain included, way up inside Lilly as the tip of my penis was sunk entirely inside her. Along the bottom vein from my balls it traveled, squeezed and glowed. Something gizem had been ejected, exited, felt yet different than before and I assumed it more of that gizem stuff, out of my body in a long pulsing process passing into Lilly causing a wonderful release and reverse flow with each orgasm. Maybe it was in fact that kind of back pressure making the difference.

I could feel whatever it was traveling up through my penis in a snappy- tensing delirious way really tugging far more so than when I just ejaculated in the open. I didn’t realize just how much more tantalizing ejaculating into girls could be. At the end of each impulse I felt a crazy tingling, tightening where the erection ejections terminate, the tip of my penis. It could have been a little like a sting but it was totally a good thing. Something, assumed the same old gizem goo, shot out of me kept warm inside Lilly and my vision slightly failed ever so quickly each time. It was definitely a series of dreamy seizures and I sensed Lilly was kind of swelling.

It wasn’t like the drooling my penis had been doing earlier. That felt great but apparently something that had to do with my penis locked in, way up inside her, was integral in making this real “Fuck” so much better. It was astounding. This was actual Fucking intercourse!

[It just didn’t get better than this, my best new friend in the whole world taking all I could give her with the new penis she made me]

I looked at Lilly wondering what I’d done to her. I was the shooter; she was shot; I wondered what she had absorbed for me hoping I’d not hurt anybody or anything.

She seemed quite satisfied although she had not gone to any extremes in worry or displeasure as she was being injected into. I’d witnessed her doing contortions before and I knew what she was capable of. But this was yet a different thing and she showed a deep sense of satisfaction.

The impulses subsided, things cooled, I felt wetness absorbing me and I stopped the coursing moving up inside her, just remained still with it soaking as it slowly partially deflated. I felt amazingly relaxed. “Are you okay?”, I said, surely with a look of astonishment on my face. “Oh YES”, she said. “I’m not sure what happened just then but I feel okay now.

Did you feel that?” I asked.

Lilly was smiling a big smirk as if she understood everything and was tickled I was so uninformed. Again, she bent down and gave me another long passionate kiss squeezing my head with her big hands. She was congratulating me, making my glasses go que-jawed and finally told me I’d just had a real true orgasm with a girl attached for the first time. “A real orgasm inside a girl.” I spoke the words again, had of course heard them before but until now they’d had no positive meaning.

I’d wondered what it meant exactly, completely, although I’d just experienced it. “You just fucked me.” “Yes, OH, yes. THAT’s fucking.” I repeated the word, “T-h-a-a-a-t’s FUCKING,” noting its constitution with brand new meaning as something I’d heard so many times but never really fully understood or perhaps was simply afraid to understand. I was purposely being the king of naive with my new found thrill because naturally I’d heard it so many time, the son refer to it, my repeating it; as always a funny sounding term.

Both the old man and son wanted to watch me do it.

I was led to believe maybe a lot of people wanted to see me do it. I was led to believe perhaps I was to be a show penis doing fucking for audiences as a dairy animal? I wasn’t caring about that as long as I could repeat the wonderful experience I’d just had with Lilly. I’d do fucking for any crowd, any time. So good! “Would you do this for people to watch Lilly?”

I was so excited about my new experience I was playing ultra innocent coy boy probably hoping for an immediate repeat performance, both scared to enhance my chances of being the public fucker but wanting to have Lilly fuck me again right away. If I played dumb we would have to do it again for example? But really, I couldn’t imagine being made to do what I’d just done inside Lilly for an audience? Well, maybe a small audience at first.

This was so far beyond my high school experience.

“You just filled me with what I call “Happy-mess” gizem. Sometime soon I’ll make you do it TOTALLY BIGGER STILL, so you can see what happens when a lot of it, different, a really huge amount comes out all at once inside me.” “Yes, whatever happened, I think I like it. Way-way too c-o-o-o-l! I want to do it some more, please, and I’ll even do it for strangers to watch!”

And then I again remembered my experience as a kid shooting that stuff down the heat register.

My memories flashed back to the doorway at the front entrance to my parent’s house. But this time I felt a lot more of that stuff left me, that is, a LOT more shot through my penis and into Lilly many times. I could tell because it was so energy enduring. But I had no way of knowing exactly how much because my penis was up inside her and that was perfect. I could get used to leaving it all the way in her and this time lots of it came back out which felt so good.

I wondered if I could leave it in her all night. What if it just kept going all night. Oh, wow.

I felt myself as I pondered the new wondrous nature of my appendage. I liked it a lot. Then another flashback to high school and what it would have been like to have been known as the lover of a goddess. I saw me having live sex with Lilly in front of the whole student body, in the gym, under the basketball hoop, having that wondrous feeling of surge leaving my penis. They were cheering as I “e-jac-u-lated” into her. The crowd loved it and I was being elevated to the status of a hero with a huge livestock size cock.

I stood back after the fucking was finished with my arms in the air leaving Lilly writhing up against the speaker’s podium. I turned in front of the crowd with my over-sized penis dangling and dripping on the floor. The students went hushed when somebody yelled, “Look at the size of his dick!” The cheering rose up again and I reached down to hold up my pride and began stroking it as freshmen girls rushed out with squeegees to wipe away the varnished floor under my continuing discharge.

Father McGillicutty, the vice principal, came out and raised my left hand high in the air and I continued stroking my penis with my right. Lilly got up and came around in front of me to bend over as the vice principal raised my hand higher to the cheering audience. With my free hand I put my penis back into Lilly and that hushed the crowd momentarily. We commenced fucking again. The crowd when wild. “He’s doing it again already!”

“This is destiny rewarding us all!” yelled the vice principal. “We are saved!” Lilly and I kept fucking faster and faster, my penis growing longer with each stroke like a hydraulic jack and she began moving across the foul line as my erection grew, pushing her away steady by jerks sliding in the gizem like ball bearings.

Being out maneuvered by Lilly’s wisdom I had no choice but to go along with the antics. A nerdy maybe no longer virgin infatuated kid with a healthy sex drive wasn’t normally going to complain much even if having sex in front of God and everybody was required. Anticipation became a sustaining force in fact. I was now an addict, a pusher (a puller), a newly-passionate son of coitus quite educated Lilly licker lover.

Lilly stood up. “Well, let’s get to work!” “Are we clean?”, I asked. “We’re covered with all that gizem snotty stuff.” “Yup. Get up on that ladder and I’ll show you how those pipe connections come apart.” I gave her a funny look wondering what the heck but felt so relaxed after having an orgasm inside her. I didn’t worry one way or the other.

“O-o-oh - K.” I shrugged my shoulders. Something as momentous as what just happened to me seemed so ordinary for her. “Lilly, that was absolutely marvelous putting my penis inside you. After all, you were right. Could I do that again maybe for a little bit more?”

I noted the bubbly stuff coming back out of her, down her legs, and made a mental note to find out exactly what that gizem stuff was made out of. “What?”, asked Lilly. “Oh, I’m just thinking about ‘e-jac-u-la-tion’. Never mind.”

“Listen,” Lilly began as she hosed off the gizem on her legs. “Something I suppose you ought to know. Regular people don’t ejaculate like you. You make vast amounts of it and normal humans make a tiny bit. Yours is not semen like humans and it doesn’t serve the same purpose. Your output is meant to satisfy the need we have and you know how important that is. Okay? I want you to enjoy it. It’s cool and you are going to amaze a lot of people with that penis of yours. You are one of a kind. And now you know how to fuck.”

I started up the ladder as Lilly reached up and poked her gathered fingers up my butt, twisting. It felt not painful but like an enormous poop. I yelled as her intrusion was instantaneous. She changed the subject.

“Well, did you like getting ready for milk house cleaning?”. I stopped on a ladder rung and looked back at her. Her hand was groping around as I stood in place. I felt a sudden surge of sorts and I got weak in the legs. “Ooooh GAWD Lilly!”

It was so strange and yet wonderful. I leaned forward and clutched the ladder as stuff shot out. Enormous energy ran everywhere in my body. “Ooooh Lilly.” I felt like glowing pressure had risen up into me with a rush caused merely by her hand. “Are we going to do this every time I help clean the milk house?” “You’re going to be doing this a lot more than just during milk house cleaning”, replied Lilly as she winked and smiled a big grin. “Trust me.” “I guess I don’t have a choice do I.” “NO, YOU DO NOT. But I promised you will eventually really like the results. It’s all worth it.”

I pondered the concept of having someone messing with my innards being worth it.

Lilly’s hand remained up inside my anus for a bit while she studied her other hand as if she was taking count. There were faint squishing sounds in me as I stayed still hoping not to fall off if I happened to get light headed similar to my first ever orgasm.

I studied her, wondering why she had to ask if I liked fucking and if I liked her strange magic inside me. I thought it was very evident after I’d overcome the first attempt. “I love fucking more than anything except you Lilly. I love YOU!” Lilly seemed very pleased as she moved her hand up further again, around several times, and of course gave me that chilling sensation like shivers eventually gripping the back of my neck. “Aaaah...”

I couldn’t see just how far her arm was inserted inside me but it was evident it was disappearing up further, a thought I tried to subdue for the audacious nature of it. I hung on to the ladder tighter by clutching against it for support breathing harder. I felt so weird. I thought I wanted to poop like I’d never felt that feeling so strong before, I don’t know what, and my penis was acting up twirling crazily as stuff was splattering out of it all over.

[For a second time Lilly did this to me and it was just crazy... ]

Lilly was rubbing my back, up and gripping my neck which in conjunction with her other hand work was wonderful almost more than I thought I could stand.

Once released, relieved, slithering down on the ladder a bit I got my composure and helped her through each step of pipe cleaning taking down everything stainless steel in the milk house, extensive work. My erection was permanently so stiff it felt as though it was vibrating and I had to watch where I stuck it. Lilly really seemed to enjoy watching me try to negotiate that big thing. All I could think about was putting it all the way back up into her for a soak.

Ladders were needed to reach high places for cleaning and it was pointed out a complete and comprehensive cleaning was done just once a week and minor cleaning was done each day after morning milking. Long brushes made especially for the task were used to scrub out the long pipes had to be visually checked against the bright lights above. Nothing was left unchecked to ensure bacteria did not grow out of control. And nothing was left untouched including my penis, anus, me overall for that matter.

Although a serious task Lilly was also characteristically playful. To say the least she made a monotonous hard job more fun. She made sure I got fondled a lot every time I came in close contact which I tried to do more often as time passed. I spent the entire time with an erection while we worked which “makes a handy towel holder,” she teased. “If your penis gets long enough we could just put a brush on the end of it to clean pipes.” I gave her an astonished look. I sincerely hoped she wasn’t making plans.

I started playing with terms Pinocchio, Peniscchio, Penocchisio, thinking of non truth growing me longer with every lie. Lilly poked me and said I better not be thinking about that.

When the chore was winding down she pointed out the Artesian spring bubbling up from a corner hole in the concrete floor. It was an amazing amount of water flowing up in a head about 4 inches high in pulsing pressure. The water came out of a round hole in the concrete, spreading around across a corner and then draining away through a screened space in the wall. It was part of the Artesian spring from the Mountain. The bubble head of water coming up was actually blue and so crystal coral clear. I’d never seen anything quite so pristine in an environment like that before. Lilly told me to get down on my knees to take a drink. “You’ll love it. It’s simply amazing.”

I did as instructed. It was amazing water. I sucked and sucked on that smooth moving liquid dome. It was really cold on my teeth and totally unlike city water always kind of flat and bland if not tainted slightly chemically. I could suck that water without taking air and simply gulp it down, such a refreshing satisfaction.

It’s purpose in flowing across the floor was also to cause the temperature in the milk house to remain cool, year round, which was very and simply effective. Glacier water from the mountain was always freezing cold.

The artesian water was like getting dessert. It was sweet, alive and somehow fulfilling like I’d never expected water to be. It gave me an impulse telling me I was not ordinary, a sense of happiness. I wished I could get into a pool of it, if not for just a moment before I froze. How funny. I’d caught myself thinking about getting naked to skinny dip and I was already and always naked.

I’d remembered diving into a huge spring many times on my grandparents ranch to find no bottom to it and fighting against the strong current coming up from deep Earth. It was surreal as there were tiny bits of stone hitting me in the face. It seemed so freezing cold after diving from the hot summer desert air above, swimming down through the layers of water temperature getting ever colder.

My grandparent’s spring was located on the opposite side of the mountain range, east, in the valley within view of the great mountain and nearly the exact latitude. It should have enjoyed somewhat the same source as the dairy’s. Perhaps there was some connection of some sort. That caused a flicker of recognition in me. I loved that spring on my grandparents land but it was hard to get to, a long path full of thistles and possible rattle snakes and leaches. My parents discouraged us kids from wandering down there. We did, just the same, and endured the discomfort for the feel of that brilliant water.

At this point I didn’t realize the importance the water symbolized for the nymphs. That knowledge was yet to come but I was filling my body with it and it felt wonderful. In the future I’d be using that water source for all my drinking as it became somewhat an addiction. No other water source matched it or satisfied the same.

While I was on my knees getting the drink Lilly reached down, massaged me very soothing and her hand commenced her magic inside me again, suddenly deeper, further. I repelled.

“Why are you doing that now? It’s still alarming.” “I’m sure it is but it’s just part of preparing you for your work here. You’ll grow to like it, trust me.”

“You must drink this water and you’ll learn why but for now, since you’ve put it in your body for the first time, I’m checking you for responses to it up inside your anus as you already know, where I perform my tests. Relax. Just think about having sex with me when I do this. I’ll be giving you more loving than you can stand and it’s all because of my work inside your body. All I’m achieving is successful fucking, now that you know what that is.”

Lilly got up, stood but bent over, still applying her control over me, inside me. She blasted me in the butt with the warm water as a tease. I yowled and started to get up, laughing, because I’d been through this before in the parlor. Her fingers fondling in my butt felt extra funny as I struggled to get up and looked down to see the movement on the surface of my stomach. I felt as though I was somewhat paralyzed, couldn’t do it. “Ooops, sorry!,” was her reply, with a big grin on her face. I was her butt puppet and with my tiller turned around, my penis sticking out with jerks, she leveraged me to the center of the room. She was in complete control of me using her commanding methods.

Lilly’s powers over me had always been extreme but this was more so. It was alarming, tensed up with her magic and feeling as though everything from the tip of my penis to my rectum was suffering a weird seizure. It was like I was on remote control, her slave. I was hoping I could grab the hose to tease back but becoming a bit frightened by her sudden new command only to find four more females looking me directly in the eyes, me aroused, pointing my penis at four new strangers, erection sticking straight out and performing tricks per Lilly’s magic.

What a bizarre shocking situation and secondly very embarrassing to be Lilly’s slave now surrendered to four very strange alluring females who were intently focused more on my erection than on the rest of me.

They were extremely peculiar, totally exotic.

My immediate response was to grab and cover but Lilly’s trickery made it impossible for me to get my hands on my penis. All the water I drank, all the manipulations she forced on me while on my knees, she laughed at my demise as I madly tried to get my hands on my penis and the four new females in control of my eyes seemed like some kind of hypnotic conspiracy.

I was taken completely by surprise and had no idea who the four were or where they, without a sound, came from. Although I was so aroused wanting Lilly to fuck me soon I totally forgot everything about her and her pesky fingers. I just stood frozen-controlled, finally, as my penis continued to flail and flop like a beached salmon, this way, that way, smacking with a crisp sound in the juiciness.

I was stiff, frozen with fear and my penis was spasmodically shooting gizem and acting independent. The entire group, all five staring at me, seemed to think the situation was funny but were very interested.

They slowly pressed forward toward me, all hands descending on me.

[Meeting the soon to be new indoctrination ... things were going to be quite different]

I felt like prey being scrutinized by dark cheetah eyes. They were both taller and shorter than I and I was overcome with a very odd feeling suddenly needing to be very afraid and close to them, coinciding. Extreme arousal cast a spell from an aroma carrying no immediate explanation. I almost felt like I was being lifted from the floor as they pressed to me. I was.

AAAAaaaaahhhhh, I sighed a whimper as they lifted and spread my legs, each holding on to a part of me, more hands reaching into my crotch and butt crack. I feared what was coming as Lilly produced that hose again snapping some length while she smiled wicked at me. And without hesitation they spread me out more, up in the air like I was floating as Lilly pushed that hose back in through my anus and the familiar filling feeling began.

All eyes were focused on the hose as Lilly continued to feed it in and many hands were joining hers in the act. Suddenly my penis sprang, pointed out straight and sequentially toward each of them like a water witch seeking its designed use. It was spurting gizem which was landing on them, they showing no concern for the mess, just smiling.

I continued to feel my body fill with pressure and continuing even up into my throat. My weird penis acted as it was sniffing as it traversed bodies tingling and Lilly pushed her fingers into my anus alongside the hose, pushed further until her arm was well immersed. The results were actually arousing but still way too frightening because I could see what she was doing as I lay tipped with my back toward the floor. The four new characters began pulling on my penis and squeezing my balls pushing the massaging all of me with ten hands but always acting like they were only interested in my penis and the hose going into me.

I tried to speak and was burping up water as I gurgled. “L-i-l-l-y?!! What’s happening? Lilly? Lilly?!” They all seemed very pleased I was in their complete control, responding but paralyzed, unable to defend myself.

I sensed there was some connection between this odd feeling and the water I’d just consumed, now going in my anus building pressure. It felt magnetic and unearthly in me. What felt so good and pleasant in drinking was a feeling descending into my balls as if they were swelling and I felt like I had to pee with an enormously stiff erection while something was continuing, coming up in my throat.

The compulsion to be intimate with them was overwhelming, growing, scaring my fright away as if it was fighting with my anxiety. It pulled a moan out of me, naturally. I laid in their arms there, ultra erected, feeling like my penis was pulling me up into the air, in fact my entire body, stiff, just like my penis and they began to fondle me as the new exotica removed their clothing, a kind of jumper affair.

I was compelled to raise my arms up as all of them coinciding rubbed me over my entire surface, ticklish arm pits and other places, feeling, licking, sniffing, spreading gizem. I was lifted to out of my mind ecstasy, a jolt followed by minor ejaculations, warm and gooey, kept supplying them like paste out of a tube.

I subdued long moan-groans continuously and it felt like my spirit was rising to the top of the inside of my head. Chills and thrills, all the hands covered me entirely with feelings of ambrosia but fright, still instilled me with constant fear of the unknown and I worried that hose entering, still going up into me, as I was driven to want to fuck again immediately.

I think there was water coming out of my nose as I kept my throat closed as much as possible. Why wasn’t I choking?

They were keeping my eyes connected with their stare, each taking turns, hypnotic. They were, all of them, naked, covered with my gooey gizem, spewing, they spread on one another. I was compelled to fondle them in an act of making my fingers sense everything that was them. The answer to my spirit guided probes was their excited response and their body heat climbing.

I was immersed among five apparently hot lovers but without a clue to exactly what was happening, attached somewhat by spirit, and a hose, yes exactly, somehow, certainly beyond my ability to understand, the only point of energy release being my spurting penis covering us all with growing amounts of warm gizem.

Lilly winked at me as I began to touch my new sex partners and I began to wonder if I would be fucked by them; not a bad idea I thought even in my state of fear. She pulled on the hose and I twisted with the weird feeling inside as she continued to remove it from my anus. “OOoooh!” There was a lot of hose, it tickled and oddly burned, and her arm remained up my butt as she dragged on making the movement of the hose so much more apparent. She was making my penis do all sorts of crazy motions which was fine, I guess, because the four new partners were not upset by the gizem flailing about with Lilly’s tricks up inside me. In fact they were licking, sucking it up.

I stood ready and completely scared, naked for their pleasure. I lost control of all my body functions while the hose drew out although I couldn’t sense any discharges other than repeating ejaculations, almost constant, still growing. How weird.

[I began to envision the strangest of images in my mind obviously controlled by them. Why? Was this their torture to test me for some reason?]

But essentially I felt all of the experiences of suddenly urinating and pooping at once. I felt pressure let go as the hose finally withdrew and I noted just how hard it was running unlike the other time she did it while sanitizing me.

I got the feeling she was showing off for her new company.

My immediate mental note in that vulnerable state was, “How in the world did I get into this situation? Why did my dad do this to me? Which one will fuck me first?” I was probably starting to shake like a wet puppy both anticipating new thrills and afraid of spills, embarrassed I may have done something awful right in front of them. But it wasn’t my fault.