Chapter 11

Ken was taking even a closer look at Nancy than Lisa had earlier. There was something about the woman that turned him completely off, physically. Also, the fact that she seemed to work like a robot for Milt unnerved him.

"Shall I sit next to him on the sofa, Milt?"

"Yes, Nancy, that would be nice."

She not only sat next to him but also started running her hand up and down his thigh. Her fingers now and then brushed the material of his cock through the material of his trousers. And, even though Ken didn't think of her as an attractive woman, his cock started getting hard.

It was difficult to concentrate on what Milt was saying, until he started talking about Lisa and the contract. That jarred Ken into instant attention.

"So you see, Ken," Milt was saying, "I know, and have known for some time, about the little deal you and your wife have cooked up to convince unwitting advertisers to use your agency. I've even talked to some of the men who have felt guilty after fucking your wife, and having her suck their cocks."

Ken gulped. "Then why..."

"Why did I go ahead and fuck her?" Milt said. "Because, dear boy, I like you. And it was rather enjoyable fucking her, although my tastes run to other things. Things a little more bizarre. That's why I'm married to Nancy. Nancy is a little bizarre. Aren't you, honey?"

"Yes, Milt. His cock is almost hard. Shall I take it out and suck on it a little first?"

"Hey, wait a minute," Ken interjected. "I don't-"

Milt interrupted him. "Yes, dear, but why don't you take your clothes off first and let Ken see your beautiful body." He turned his attention back to Ken as Nancy stood beside the sofa and started removing her dress. "You'll love Nancy's body, Ken. I do. She's built almost like a little boy."

Ken couldn't speak. His eyes were riveted to the woman as she slipped the dress from her shoulders and let it fall to the floor. He could see the straight, thin line of her pubic hair as it disappeared between her thighs through a filmy thin pair of bikini panties. Her waist was strange, too thick for her narrow hips and thighs.

Then she removed the tiny bra and he gasped. Her small, gleaming white tits, with their tiny, tiny nipples, didn't move. They were as firm as two baseballs beneath the taut ivory skin. They didn't even look like a woman's breasts. They looked as though they were the breasts of a man, only enlarged.

Then Ken saw her remove the panties and the narrow, jutting bone of her cunt appeared as if it would burst through her skin, and he knew why her breasts looked as though they were a man's.

It was because they were a man's-at least, they had been at one time.

He turned back to Milt and started to speak, but was stopped by the leering smile of recognition on Milt's face. Milt was reading his mind. He knew that Ken knew.

"Yes," Milt said, unzipping his fly and pulling his huge, hard hunk of meat into the open. He fisted its huge girth as he spoke again. "Yes, Ken. My sweet little girl used to be my boy. Oh, I didn't want her to do it, but she insisted. She said she wanted to be more of a girl."

"Milt-" Ken said.

"You'll love to have her suck your cock, Ken. She can really suck. That hasn't changed since she was a boy. And, believe me, she sucked a lot of cock when she was a boy. You still love to suck cock, don't you, Nancy?"

"Yes, Milt. I love a cock in my mouth. I love to feel that good jizz slide down my gullet when a cock starts spurting."

"I know you do, dear."

"Shall I take his cock out now, Milt?"

"Why don't you just take all his clothes off, hon. Then we can see his cock and his ass. You know how we both love boy's asses."

"Yes, Milt."

"No... NO!" Ken said, grasping her wrists and holding her away from him.

"Ken..." Milt said, his face growing stern. "The contract, Ken. It would be easier if Lisa were still here, but we'll just have to make do with you now.

Ken's mind whirled as he released Nancy's wrists. Yes, he thought, the contract. He did need the damn contract. Need? Shit, he had to have the damn thing. And, what the hell, she was a girl. She probably did give good head. Hell, maybe he'd even fuck her pussy. That would be kind of kicky, to fuck a man-made pussy.

Ken's cock rose to its full height as Nancy undressed him with deft fingers. Now and then her hand would slide down and caress the length of his tool or roll his balls around in its palm.

"Ohhhhhh," she cried, when Ken finally stood naked in front of them. "He does have a nice prick, Milt."

"Yes," Milt said, his eyes bugging from his head as he studied Ken's cock. "Very nice."

"It's just right," Nancy cooed.

"You think you can take it everywhere, dear?"

"Yes, Milt. It'll be a nice size for my asshole after I suck and fuck him with my mouth and pussy.

He, she, it, whatever Nancy was she had managed to turn Ken on completely with her hands.

"Shall I, Milt?"

"Yes, dear. Suck him off so I can watch."

She stood up. "Kiss me, Ken!" she said.

"No... I... just suck me," Ken replied hesitantly.

Nancy moved her nearly hairless cunt over his cock, trapping it between her thighs.

It worked. Man made or not, it was still flesh around the ridge of his cock. It was still a hole to ram his turgid meat into.

He rammed forward, grinding his cock hard into her pelvis, crushing the matted hairs around her tiny cunt. She leaned forward, rose to her toes, and stabbed her tongue into his mouth. Ken forgot who or what she was. He returned the kiss passionately, gyrating his prick into her hard crotch all the while.

Nancy reached behind him and slipped her fingers between the taut cheeks of his ass. She worked her middle finger downward, between the crack of his ass. He kissed her harder as her finger progressed. He moaned deeply as she began wiggling the tip of her finger into his rear hole. It almost drove him wild. His rock- hard cock ground into her with more intensity.

Nancy pulled her mouth away from his. She said, "He's got a wonderful, tight asshole, Milt. It'll be good." Ken didn't hear her words. His prick was already on the verge of coming, and it was sending wild sparks of sexual electricity up to his brain.

"Good, honey, good. Let's go into the bedroom."

Nancy led both of them through the living room and into the adjoining bedroom. In his daze, Ken managed to notice that Milt had shed all of his clothes. It struck him for just a moment that Milt had one hell of a whang. It was about three inches longer than his own, and at least an inch and a half thicker. He was too hot to think much about Milt's cock, though. He wanted his own cum-gun off.

"You want him to fuck me first, Milt?"

"No," Ken groaned. "Suck me off just once first. Put my cock in your hot mouth and suck the cum out of me. I promise I'll fuck you for a whole hour if you do."

"Later," she whispered. "I'll drain you dry, but later."

She lay down on the bed and Milt harshly insisted that Ken suck her pussy a little first to make sure that he didn't look down on Nancy.

Ken willingly obeyed.

Moving his head forward, Ken snaked out his tongue and ran it through her pussy hair, seeking her swollen clit. Nancy jerked spasmodically each time the tip of his tongue scraped over her clit and she thrust her cunt forward to him. He licked harder.

"Oh, yes, that's it. There. There, Ken. Oouuuu! Lick it slowly! Stick your tongue way up deep and then lick it out slowly until you reach my clit. UMMMMM! Yes! Yes! Like that! Ohhhhh... that's so good!"

Her cunt tasted the same as any other woman's, Ken thought. Maybe it is the same. Hell, who gives a shit, his mind raved.

Spreading her legs wide, she lifted one and let it rest on his shoulder. Her cunt was opened wider. Ken dove his face into the wet opening. His tongue licked and sucked in her narrow hole and Nancy threw her head back and groaned.

"Oh, Ken, lick faster. I... I think I'm going to come already! Lick my clit... suck on it... hard... HARD... HARDER! OHHHHH!"

Ken sucked her swollen bud into his mouth and pulled at it as hard as he could. With the tip of his tongue, he raked back and forth across it over and over again. Reaching up, he rammed three fingers of his hand into her slit and fucked ardently in and out.

"Oh, Ken... Milt!" she sang out. "I'm commmmminnnnngg!"

Nancy ground her cunt into his face as hard as she could. He in return sucked and sipped at her cunt with renewed gusto. In his hand his cock throbbed with cum and he knew before he was finished Nancy would suck every drop of it out of his shaft, squeezing his balls all the while. He licked her cunt hard, ramming his fingers faster into her pussy.

To his surprise, she came. Or it seemed like she came. Once again, he couldn't be bothered.

"Suck me now! Oh, shit, suck my cock now!" he cried, standing and waving his throbbing prick toward her lips.

She took his meat in both her hands and began to lick the swollen head. Ken shuddered and begged her to go on.

Nancy moved closer and, hovering directly over it, she opened her mouth and sucked in the head. He groaned louder and gripped the edges of the bed.

"More, more! Suck me good, Nancy!" Ken begged.

"You like this?" Nancy teased, running her tongue up the long shaft and then bobbing the tip around in the gland opening, while at the same time pumping his shaft up and down with her hands.

He could only groan and grip the bed all that much harder. He thrust his hips up at her and the head slipped between her waiting lips.

"Suck me! Suck me good, dammit! Suck the cum out of my balls!"

Soon Nancy's head was bobbing up and down furiously. She allowed as much of his big cock to go in as she could take. Ken was soon thrashing and pounding on the bed in agonizing ecstasy. He pleaded with her incoherently to blow his cock.