Date: Sun, 14 Aug 2016 21:26:17 +0000 (UTC)
From: Beaumonte Bill <oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com>
Subject: Surprising Susan Part 6

Surprising Susan (part 6)

Many CDs turn into sluts, just used by horny men, but Susan meets a man
with something else in mind.  I hope you enjoy this work of fiction.

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On Friday night I arrived at Susan's to take her to the club.  I was
prepared to confront Ben and tell him things were over with Susan.  I
didn't know how messy things might get, but I would do what I had to for
Susan.  Ben had been abusing Susan for so long that it felt normal to her,
but I wanted to give her a "new normal".

We arrived at the club and went in.  Because I came in with Susan they
didn't hit me with a cover charge – it was just for unattached men.  We
found a table and ordered some drinks.  We danced once the music began.

Susan seemed distracted, watching for Ben most of the time.  I wished he
would show up and we could just get this all over.  Finally he arrived and
came to our table.  I introduced myself and said I was Susan's new
boyfriend.

"Sissy faggots like Susan don't have boyfreinds," Ben began, "they just
have regulars, and she's been my Friday night fuck for over a year now.
What makes you think you can come in and just take over?"

"It's Susan's choice," I replied, "and if you want trouble I'm ready to
give it to you!"

"Is that the way it is, bitch?" Ben demanded of Susan, glaring at her
harshly."

"I want to be with Bill from now on," was Susan's reply, as she moved
closer to me.

"Just where the hell does that leave me?" Ben shot back.

"Ok, but tonight will be the last time," returned Susan.

I turned to Susan but before I could speak she said, "Please Bill, I have
to do this."

Ben had a nasty smile and said, "I'll be back at ten – be sure you're at
the dumpster and ready."  He walked off and Susan squeezed my hand.

"I don't like this," I said.

"I don't either," said Susan, "but it may finally settle things with Ben."

"He's an ass hole and we should just leave," I urged her.

"No, I'm going through with this," she insisted.

We had a few more drinks and danced more until nearly ten.  Susan said she
needed to go out to the dumpster and wait for Ben, and I was not to
interfere.  I told her I would be waiting near the club door and if she
needed help to just call out to me.  Susan told me not to worry, but she
appreciated my caring for her.

We went outside and I waited by the door while she walked to the dumpster.
I saw her slip off her panties, as she had done for me, and go behind the
dumpster.  I watched for Ben, but didn't see him.  Perhaps he was already
waiting at the dumpster.

As Susan reached the back of the dumpster she was surprised to see not only
Ben but two guys she had never seen before.  She hesitated and said, "This
isn't part of the deal."

"Shut up bitch, it is tonight," said Ben, taking the panties from her hand.
The other two guys grabbed her arms and held her secure.  Ben pulled her
mouth open and shoved the panties in.

"This faggot's awfully cute," said one of the guys, as Susan struggled to
get free.

"We're gonna give you a night to remember, you filthy whore," said Ben.

The two guys turned Susan to face the dumpster and put her hands on the
edge, getting ready to receive their needy cocks.

Meanwhile, I could see nothing from my place at the door.  I was concerned
that Susan had been gone long, but she warned me not to interfere, so I
just remained by the door and worried about her.

Ben was in a really mean mood and ripped Susan's dress, tearing it to the
waist and exposing her bare ass.  He brutally pushed her legs apart and
placed his cock in her crack.  Normally he would go slow and use plenty of
lube, but tonight he just put a little lube on his cock head and quickly
pushed into Susan.  She would have screamed but her panty-filled mouth
wouldn't allow that.  He pushed especially deep into her, as if trying to
hurt her more.  Finally he finished and pulled out.  "You won't need any
lube for this bitch," Ben told the others.

The next guy pushed his unlubricated cock into her.  It hurt going in, but
Susan thought it would have been worse.  It turned out that her own blood
and some of Ben's cum provided some lube.  He didn't take long to cum, but
managed to say just about everything nasty a guy could say along the way.

He pulled out and the third guy took his turn, which only lasted for a few
minutes.

"Now here's something to remember me by, you worthless faggot!" said Ben.

Susan felt a blinding pain as her ass was violated a final time.  The guys
let go of her and she fell to the ground, sobbing in silence.

"Shit, let's get the hell out of here!" one of the guys said, and they ran
to their cars.

The first indication I had of any trouble was seeing the three guys running
from the dumpster.  They got in a car and drove off.

I ran to the dumpster, my heart pounding.  I saw Susan laying there and
lifted her head.  She was crying – at least she was still alive.

I removed the panties from her mouth, helped her to her feet and said,
"I'll get you to a hospital."

"No, not that!" cried Susan, "just take me home."

I helped her to my car and got her seated.  I decided I could check her out
at her place, and still take her to the hospital if needed.

I was in panic as I drove her home.

"I should have listened to you, Bill," she kept saying, "I'm so stupid."

"You aren't stupid!" I insisted, "But you made a really bad choice.  Let's
get you taken care of and then we'll talk."

I took Susan inside and into the bedroom.  I had her lay face down on the
bed while I went into the bathroom and prepared some soapy warm washcloths.

I sat next to her on the bed and spread her legs and her cheeks.  It wasn't
a pretty sight.  She was dirty with a combination of shit, cum and blood,
but she clearly needed my help.  I cleaned her up and took the washcloths
to the bathroom to rinse them out and soap them up again.  After she was
clean I noticed that her hole was open nearly an inch.  I took a closer
look and saw that something was in her and asked. "What did they put in
you?"

"I don't know, but it hurt so bad and feels terrible right now," she
replied.

I asked if she could push it out and she tried.  With a bit of effort it
was emerging and I was able to take hold of it and pull it the rest of the
way out.  It was a full sized cucumber!  No wonder it hurt – that Ben
was a real bastard!

I took the cucumber into the bathroom and put it in the sink while I rinsed
and soaped the washcloths again.  After expelling the cucumber, Susan
needed a little more cleanup, so I attended her, and then put a dry towel
on the bed and rolled her onto her back, with the towel under her.

"Is my dress alright?" Susan asked.

"Your dress is ruined," I said, but that's not important right now – you
are."

I just want to take a shower and wash those guys off of me," she said.

"I'll run you a nice bath and you can relax," I said.  Susan smiled and
thanked me.

I ran a warm bath for Susan.  I saw that there was a bottle of bubble bath,
so I squeezed some of it into the water.  Bubble baths seemed really stupid
to me, but I knew that girls liked them, and this was the time to pamper
Susan.

When the bath was ready, I led Susan into the bathroom and helped her
undress.  Once she was settled into the bath I excused myself and said I
would be back soon.

I went into the kitchen looking for something to mix some drinks from.  I
found a bottle of dark rum and a cold bottle of Coke, so I mixed a couple
of rum and Cokes.  I brought the drinks into the bathroom and gave one to
Susan.  She agreed that she really needed it and gratefully sipped it.

I asked if she wanted me to stay with her there or leave her alone.  She
asked me to stay and I put down the toilet lid and sat next to the tub.  We
talked for quite a while and Susan said she was getting all wrinkled from
the bath and asked for a towel.

As she stood up I took a towel and dried her off, kissing her gently on the
neck and cheek.

When Susan saw the cucumber in the sink she cried out in horror, "No wonder
it felt so bad!"

She said that before he shoved it into her that he would ruin her for her
new faggot boyfriend, and began to cry all over again.  I took her in my
arms and assured her that she was not ruined, but only hurt.  I would nurse
her back to health and then her life would be better than with guys like
Ben.  I led Susan to the bed and lay her on her side.  I went through
Susan's collection of hand lotions and found a mild one with aloe in it.  I
put some on my fingers and applied it gently to her crack and hole,
slipping inside only slightly.

"This may hurt a bit," I said, "but should help ease the pain and heal
you."

With my finger inside her I examined her sphincter and found that there
were no tears – just a little too much stretch.  There didn't seem to be
any need to take Susan to the hospital.

"You need to rest," I said.

"Please stay with me," said Susan.  I undressed and climbed into bed.  We
lay together, spooning, and drifted off to sleep.

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To be continued ...

Feel free to contact me with your comments or requests.  –Bill
(oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)

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