Lady Marilyn and the full load
Marilyn is horny again. She has just had sex with two black guys. They have pushed her beautiful BBCs in the ass and pussy. Aha! There must have been a third man missing. Marilyn also wants to suck a guy and swallow the cum. “I have to call Wolfgang, the permanent squirt,” she thinks. Yes, there she gets the load of sperm she needs. This is good for health, because it keeps you young. And Wolfgang’s cock is short enough that she can easily get it all the way in her mouth. Because she likes that, and it’s nice in that he squirts right down her throat without it being uncomfortable on her tongue. There it burns them namely a little bit, the sperm.
But who will be allowed to lick Marilyn clean afterwards? Because there will also be sperm in her pussy, and in her anus. Unfortunately, Florian can’t come: “I’m not inviting him to my place!” she thinks. “He’s always behaving so badly! And the way he’s always showing off, with his violence and his big hands!” Of course, that won’t do! “Florian might be allowed to drink my urine so that he can come down a bit.
But I’ll send it to him in a bottle. He’ll like it more that way, he’s a drunk anyway!” Maybe Nurettin can do the job. He’s much more polite, and if he ever says something wrong, it’s because he learned it from people like Florian. Nurettin can still be shaped, you can make something out of him. Yes, Nurettin should come.
Nurettin is highly dissatisfied
“But first he has to finish the work on the roof,” Marilyn thinks. “That’s where he is every day, straining himself and getting huge appetites. And his wife, she cooks so badly. Always just chickpea porridge, and rice. Rice, rice, without salt. She’s not in love enough,” Marilyn thinks. She picks up the phone and calls Nurettin. “Yes, hello? Yes, this is Nurettin. Oh, yes, it goes like this. On the roof? Well, that’s fine! What? My wife? No, again she didn’t cook meat. No eggs either, not even cheese. Yes. Yes, it’s so terrible, but if I say anything, she threatens me with her family! They have a knife business.
What? Yes, I like sperm from Africans! It’s so spicy. Like sheep’s cheese. Hey, thanks for inviting me! Hey, can I take Serda too? He’s so hungry too! And he doesn’t have a wife, you know. He’s too aggressive, no, not homosexual, just too aggressive. He prefers to be alone, he’s grandiose, you know. Like a king. No, you don’t have to be afraid. When there are other cocks around, he relaxes. “Serda and Nurettin are invited for a clean lick. Marilyn is looking forward to the visit: “Hooray! I do not need to wash my pussy. That soap burns so bad! But with the hardworking guys, I won’t need them anymore. That’s good, I’m glad!”
The bell rings. Roommate Max opens: “Hi, do you need tool handles for your anus, you hungry bulls? Then it finally stands with you!” The two decline. “We already have, thank you,” they say, “but don’t say that in the hallway anymore, got it?!” Max is a master carpenter who makes art furniture. He also carpentered all of Marilyn’s furniture. But Serda and Nurettin, who work in construction, have their own tools. Just like Max’s tools, they are not only useful on the construction site. Serda also wears women’s underwear. This makes him even more peaceful. Nurettin wears a Tyrolean hat. Good, everything is clear. Lo and behold, Wolfgang joins in.
Just missed is also over
“Sorry, I’m late. I bumped my nose on the wall mirror at home, jerking off! That hurt, ouch!” “You’re supposed to be saving money, too!” exclaims Marilyn. “It serves you right! Wolfgang enters and Max closes the door. Without warning, Marilyn gives Wolfgang a kick in the small testicles. “I told you not to do that. Now I have to punish you too. And that’s so difficult, because your marble testicles, you can’t hit them!” “It’s true,” says Wolfgang, “it was a bit off. I want to lick out Serda’s and Nurettin’s anus as punishment.””But after pooping, got it!”
“As you wish, Master!” “And finally stop talking like Darth Vader! You are not Darth Vader, understand!? He wears black. You, with your ugly, red pants! You are from now on the little redhead, remember that now! So. Here, you get now some magic powder under the nose. Otherwise you can’t!” “Thank you, mistress! Mine was already almost used up. Finally, I can keep cumming without worry!” Marilyn smiles. “You’re no good for anything else either!” she says. “If I ever find a longer permanent splash, you’ll never see me again! I think it will be a Japanese!”
He does what he is told
Wolfgang remains fearfully silent. He takes a pinch of the magic powder from the bag and sprinkles it in his eyes. “Please don’t be alarmed, but my nasal mucous membranes are already far too corroded. And it doesn’t taste good to me.” “Can’t you take it through your ears,” screams Marilyn, “you’re scaring people! You think you’re a brute!””I feel provoked!” growls Serda, growling very dangerously. “Wolfgang, you take the rest through your ears. And you must pay homage to Serda by kissing his hairy belly!””Yes, mistress!”
He does it. Then he consumes the magic powder through his ears. “Brrruuuuhuuuiiiiii!” he says, hopping on one leg like a drunken Punch. “Yeah, that did you good,” Marilyn says. “I’m sure you hear better now. There, now you can get warmed up. The horny fuckers, they’re still coming, but I want you three to be fully ready by then. Serda and Nurettin exchange first French kisses. The two are real bears. It is therefore a neat hustle and bustle as they entwine. And it’s a tremendous event how they euphorically hump their hairy upper bodies against each other again and again. It makes them more peaceful, but they’ll never be peaceful enough to escape their nature-given roles. It will just be enough to lick clean without hurting the woman.
You just let it happen
Serda and Nurettin sometimes struggle with their fate. But all working and praying, all fighting and even drugs do not help. Nurettin’s children, he knows in his heart of hearts, are probably Ali’s. Serda doesn’t even have any. They have both even considered going to war. Fortunately, they met Mistress Marilyn. They still sometimes resist giving in to their true nature. But when they then encounter each other in a tolerant environment, they can no longer hold back and let things take their course. This is the bear paradise.
The biggest and most powerful bear could be Wolfgang. But he is too intelligent by nature, so he seems a bit feminine. He notices this and his self-confidence suffers. That is why he needs the magic powder. But it does not bring him into balance so that he could make bear friends with Serda and Nurettin together. It gives him the false sense of being a man and that in turn makes him too proud. So now he tries to artificially force himself to have sex with women and wants to convince himself that it is actually natural. But even then, it only reaches the level of a key or screen wiper at most. After all, Wolfgang has developed a special ability: Because he is addicted to masturbation, his body has adapted and produces a lot of sperm.
Wolfgang is only the provider
Actually, though, it’s not purely physical. But it is also based on Wolfgang’s conviction that this is the right thing to do. Sperm is love and good for peace in the world. Therefore, it needs more of it, as much as possible. Wolfgang is certainly right about that. And faith, they say, can move mountains. Because that’s how the body works. Very stingy people, for example, squirt much less and also much more poop collects in their bellies.So Marilyn has also found a use for Wolfgang. He is not allowed to touch them. She met him through a website that only serves to provide others with sperm, in sexual acts.
Serda and Nurettin get going. Now they start sweating, it smells like animal. They fiercely rub their hairy breasts together. Then they repeatedly grab, pinch and slap each other’s buttocks with both hands while their tongues dig for gold in each other’s mouths. This may not be to everyone’s liking. But it is the necessary prelude to the coming orgy. The center of this orgy will be Marilyn alone. “Wolfgang,” Marilyn says. “I want you to work the anus of Serda and Nurettin with your tongue already. It will be the preparation for the anal combat hammering of the two. Max, I want you to let the neighbors know that we’re doing some renovations. It’s going to be very loud and I don’t want the police to be called.”
Dirty feet need to be licked
“Yes, Madame Marilyn!” says Max. He goes into the next room to the phone. “And bring all the things we need right away!” “Yes, Madame Marilyn!” he replies. Marilyn goes to the door and looks through the peephole. “Oh!” she says, “if anyone comes now, I’ll have to open it myself! I hope it takes a while, because that’s not my job. Hach, I need more roommates who are subservient to me! My feet would like that too. Max always licks them so well, but I want to experience it on both of them at the same time. I want to experience it whenever I want! And preferably when both feet are nice and dirty.”
This wish will certainly be easy to fulfill. Wolfgang would immediately volunteer: “Can I lick your dirty feet clean?” he asks. “No, you can’t,” she says, “because your mouth will never be clean enough. You have to lick bear potholes now, and bear potholes are never really clean. Your mouth will be dirty forever. I need someone else for that, that’s for sure. Maybe I’ll find myself a nun.” “And what about Max?” asks Wolfgang. “Do you know for sure if his mouth is clean?”
Wolfgang would lose his temper
“I questioned him under severe torture and the administration of psychedelic agents. I also washed his mouth out with various pungent substances.””You can wash mine out, too! Please, Mistress Marilyn. Please, please, please!” “No. You wouldn’t be able to stand it. You’d start crying and turn into a massive big grizzly. It would be too much, no one could control you anymore. Not even a level thousand hunter char from WoW.” “But Max could take it!” retorted Wolfgang.
“Max is not a bear, but a paladin. The holy aura he received from God protects him from corruption by evil. But you’re at the mercy of the enemy, you hairy beast. Just the fact that you keep contradicting shows how dangerous you are. So we’re not going to do that! For you only rosettes of bears. “Marilyn orders Serda and Nurettin to put Wolfgang in chains. They obey, even though they would have preferred to continue just now. Both of them already have erections and they would like to keep rubbing them against each other.
Chained and like laced ham
Wolfgang is put in chains, which are already ready. Marilyn knows her clientele. Wolfgang is frightened and fights back: “No, I’m not a beast, I’m totally lucid!” he yells. He wants so much to express that he is really not a danger to the others. But it all helps nothing. It is wrapped with the chains like a piece of ham is tied with strings, and the chains are fastened with padlocks.
“Put him on the sofa where it’s nice and soft. Otherwise, he’ll sue me if a chain link pinches a disc!” No sooner said than done. Wolfgang lies motionless on the sofa wrapped in chains and stares at the ceiling in horror. Somehow he is no longer really ready inside to get involved in the orgy. “He doesn’t want to do the tasks anymore, you can see that. I like that, because then it’s really fun. He will have to, anyway, and it will be testimony against testimony if he gets the police involved. You’ll all be on my side – Nurettin, Serda, Max…. Wait, what is Max doing?
When twitching the anus becomes a frog
Nurettin and Serda stand at attention and give a salute, and Marilyn is already on Max’s trail. Max is still on the phone. Now he will soon have informed all the neighbors. “Good,” Marilyn says. “Then you get the stuff, right?” Max salutes. Marilyn walks back into the living room. “You two. Now get on with your bear passion. But you must do it so that there is always a sweaty anus resting on Wolfgang’s face. Preferably always the one that is just starting to twitch with pleasure. That’s where Wolfgang can’t resist going with his tongue, because he’s a frog!” “Yes, mistress. A frog he is!”
What was that talk about? Has Movietalk crept into the scene again? Marilyn is raging! “That Wolfgang! He’s infected you with this nonsense! It’s one of his harmful skills. But this isn’t Batman talk, and this isn’t Star Wars talk! Do you bear maggots understand that?” “Yes, mistress! But we didn’t get it from Wolfgang!” “What, what are you saying?” “Maybe he’s right, mistress. It could have come from those childish porn movie adaptations, like Bad Man and Star Arse. That’s where we might have gotten it from.”
Now they may finally unpack
“Oh, you two! Do you let lousy movies affect you like that! I have to beat it out of you. Otherwise you’ll end up doing something stupid. I hope none of you have a gun with you! Well?!” “That’s my rifle!” says Serda. He points to its hard butt, still packed in his pants. Nurettin also seems to have a small bulge visible in his pants. “All right! Very well-behaved! Then unpack your rifles at last!” orders Marilyn, speaking with the fury of a drill sergeant and the power of a general.
“Yes mistress!” Serda and Nurettin unpack. The stiff penises stand erect and taut opposite each other and the two bears would like to immediately nibble from each other’s honey, as bears like to do. But Marilyn doesn’t allow that, she has something else in mind: “So, you two! I can clearly see your hunger. I know you want to eat honey! But how are you going to eat honey from a rifle? Because normally there is no honey in there, and you certainly didn’t put any in, did you?” “No mistress!”
Serda begs for mercy, because now it becomes sharp
“There you see it! But you two, you would have to talk and show off like that! That’s why there’s no honey for you now. Unless we prove that your guns are not real guns at all!” Serda and Nurettin nod stupidly, but don’t even know what it’s about yet. Marilyn goes to the kitchen and comes back with a small bottle. Now things are getting serious – Nurettin, who seems rather impassive, doesn’t suspect anything yet, but Serda is already starting to sweat. “Mercy, mistress!” he shouts. “They’re not guns!” But Serda will not be able to talk her way out of it.
“I don’t believe you guys. Maybe they are guns after all, they just look like tails. They could have been strapped with invisible bands. They could even be loaded and really dangerous.” “Mercy mistress!” shouts Serda once again. Nurettin still doesn’t get it. Marilyn thinks about it for a moment, but she really just wants to vent her anger, so she insists on a test. “So, I’m going to do a test with you guys. Hold out your rifles and pull the protective caps off the front of the barrel!” Serda knows what is meant. He has to help Nurettin with this. So far everything has gone well for the two of them, but now Marilyn shows no mercy. She dribbles a very hot chili sauce on the acorns of the two guys. Both scream like little girls.
Drop by drop
“Well, you two are certainly not Indians. Your things aren’t really rifles for that. Because guns don’t have feelings. Then why are you talking like that?” She drizzles more chili sauce on the tails. Although it hurts a lot, Nurettin seems to lose a drop of pleasure. The drop falls on Wolfgang’s forehead. “Ha ha, this is like back in China!” exclaims Marilyn. “Don’t you dare come. Go on, just keep it up with the drops!” Another drop falls on Wolfgang’s head. But he can’t move and is slowly going mad.
“Aha, so with sperm it goes much faster than with water. You can see it, there! How the eyes turn in different directions with insanity. But that’s really good to know! If ever the Emperor Chin returns and expands his empire over the whole world with the help of his undead terracotta army, then I will be able to offer him an effective means of securing his rule and general order!””Mistress, may we wash it off? We can’t take it anymore, we’re going crazy too!”
Drops of lust and sweat from the two bears fall down
“I think you both like it!” says Marilyn. “Serda is starting to drip now, too. The pain that can no longer be endured, it eventually turns into pleasure, at least for perverts like you are. All dominas know that. So now, Serda, hold your dripping, dripping penis over Wolfgang’s head, too!” “Yes mistress,” Serda moans. Now more drops of pleasure fall on Wolfgang’s forehead, also joined by drops of sweat from the two suffering bears.
“The torture has increased fourfold. Well, Wolfgang? How crazy can you actually get? Or are you going back to normal now?” Wolfgang doesn’t know what else to do but open his mouth as wide as he can and let the drops fall down his gullet. He contorts his face a bit in disgust, but somewhere it seems played. “You like that. Ha! You like that, yes you like that!” Mistress Marilyn is beside herself. She spins once in a circle and suddenly spits happily into Wolfgang’s open mouth.
Punishment must be
“I guess you like that too! Your look reveals it, he’s no longer crazy at all. Too bad, because that looked quite funny. Maybe we’ll do it again later. But wait, I have another idea!” Marilyn drips the hot sauce into Wolfgang’s eyes. He screams like a stuck pig. “Now, in the nostrils. That’s the punishment for your consumption. Evil magic powder pig!” Wolfgang is not treated very well by Marilyn. Nurettin has to unbutton Wolfgang’s pants because Marilyn wants to take a look at the private part to see if it is erect.
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“Hmm, it doesn’t say. So you don’t feel very comfortable. “Mistress, may we wash our penises? They hurt us terribly. And we don’t think we can last much longer before we come hot.” “No, there’s no way that can happen. Coming sharp won’t do. Rub the hot stuff on Wolfgang’s face for all I care. You won’t come then, because Wolfgang isn’t exactly the erotic type that you like to touch. It will cool down your lust a bit. And all the sebum on his skin will disarm the spicy stuff, because it’s fat soluble.”
They do. In fact, the burning on their acorns decreases, because the face is so greasy that it neutralizes the sharpness. Rubbing their acorns in Wolfgang’s face, on the other hand, they do not find arousing. Almost their penises have become flaccid again, when Marilyn orders that kissing should continue. But totally stupid, with really a lot of spit and extra long tongues. So that something continues to drip on Wolfgang’s forehead. If a drop of pleasure is no longer possible, then it should at least be drool. Bear Drool.
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