Shame Ch. 2 by Stormbringer © "Put your feet down," she said. "The water is not that deep." Shame calmed down and he looked relieved as his body stabilized. "You can keep your hands on my waist if it makes you feel safer." His hands made her feel safer too. She tried to show him how to swim, moving across the pool to the other side. He kept his hands around her waist as they swam. She felt a thrill, each time their bodies accidentally touched. They found a shallow spot and sat down. "You're caked in dirt," said Mary. "Let me clean you up." Mary swam back to the other side and returned with a small bar of soap. She ran the soap over Shame's muscular back, lathering it up. He leaned forward so she could get lower and Mary looked down at his hard black buttocks. As she reached down, her breasts pressed into his back. It felt good to have their bodies pressing against each other. She moved in front of him and lathered his arms before moving to his chest. She spent a lot of time lathering his chest, moving slowly so she could examine every muscle on his torso. She moved the soap lower down his belly and under the water. She encounter a hard knob around his belly button and grabbed it. She quickly let go realizing that it was the tip of his penis. She hadn't expected it to be sticking straight up or for it to reach past his navel. Suddenly, Shame shot up out of the water. His penis fell over like a tree until it was pointed right at her mouth. She stared cross-eyed down the shaft. Ma had explained to her about sex, but Hetty had said nothing about how big penises were or how beautiful. Mary found it fascinating. "I thought I heard something," he grunted. Mary quit staring at his penis, suddenly afraid the cowboys had come back. She had been so enthralled with it, she hadn't wondered what had alarmed him. "Just a coyote," he said sitting back down. Mary knew the color had drained out of her face and she was shivering in the water. She swam into Shame's arms and held onto him, their naked bodies pressed together. "Please don't let them hurt me," she said crying into his chest. "Miss Mary," he said gently grabbing her chin and pulling her face up to look him in the eye, "I'll die before I let anyone hurt you." As he looked down at her something magical happened and their lips touched. The kiss grew in passion, his lips parted and his tongue pressed against her lips. She opened her mouth and his tongue slipped in. She ran her own tongue around Shame's, sometimes pushing it into his mouth. Mary suddenly wiggled out of Shame's arms and swam back across the spring. He followed her across. "You learn fast," she said. "What?" "You were just swimming and pretty good too." "Thanks," said Shame. "I just watched what you did. You're so beautiful, I can't take my eyes off of you." Mary blushed bright red at the compliment. She rose up out of the water and let Shame have a good look at her naked body. She turned and walked over to her shade tree, where she laid done on the grass. He rose up out of the water and followed her, his big penis leading the way. Shame laid down on his side facing her, his elbow resting on the ground to hold his head up so he could look at her. Shame reached out and gently caressed her face before running his hand down her neck and over her breasts. Her body jumped at his touch and she could hear her own heart beating in her ear. He began stroking his hand down over her belly and she found her hips raising with each downward stroke. Once his stroke accidentally touched her pubic hair and she felt hot throughout her entire body. Shame stopped and laid down on his back. It was her turn to caress him. She ran her dainty little hand all over the ridges on his chest. Her little white hand stood out against his dark black skin, the contrast between their skin was almost as fascinating as his penis, which was lying flat against his stomach. It covered his navel and it seemed to leap up each time she brought her hand down close to it. "Can I touch it?" "It awaits your pleasure, Miss Mary." Mary grabbed his shaft near the base amazed that there was still two inches between her fingers. She slid her hand down between his legs. His testicles were big and heavy, not as big as a bulls, but close. She hefted them in her hand, surprised at the weight. Mary released his testicles and ran her hand back up the shaft. She grabbed the tip and pulled his foreskin down. Watching the big plum-sized head of his penis emerge fascinated her, so she began stroking it, watching the head appear and disappear. Amazingly it seemed to grow even thicker as she stroked it and wetness appeared around his pee-slit. "Oh Shame, why's your penis leaking?" "It's called pre-cum Miss Mary," he said. "It helps lubricate a cock before fuckin." "Cock?" "What a black man calls his penis." "What's Fuckin?" she asked still stroking his cock. "What a black man calls fornicatin." "Shame," she asked, "Would you fuck me? I want you to make me a woman." "I'd be honored Miss Mary," he said sitting up. "Are you sure?" Mary nodded, but she was trembling from nervousness. "You make me feel safe." "It'll hurt the first time and I promise to be gentle. After that I guarantee you'll fall in love with my cock," he said. Mary nodded again. She was already half in love with Shame. She had crushes on men before, but none were as powerful as the feelings she felt towards the black man. Shame climbed on top of her and kissed her again. He moved his mouth down to her neck, then her chest. Mary was gasping as he kissed down her breast and she felt a surge of pleasure when he closed his lips over her nipple. His kisses turned to licks and he ran his tongue all around her nipple, then across her body to her other breast. He moved from her breasts, down her ribs, leaving behind two sensitive, engorged, hard nipples. His tongue slid down her belly and into her navel. She sucked her stomach in at his touch, he made her whole body feel alive. He left her belly, his head moving down under her navel. "What are you doing sir?" "I'm making sure you're well lubricated," he said licking down the side of her pubic hair. "There'll be less pain if you're ready for me." He licked down the other side. Mary's whole body spasmed when he licked between her legs. Ma had never said anything about this. Shame's tongue worked it's way into her vagina, he began licking up and down. She was raising her hips with each upward thrust of his tongue wanting him in deeper. He moved up to the tip and waves of pleasure shot up from her vagina. His tongue flickered rapidly over the tip which seemed to be growing as did the pleasure coming out of her vagina. It kept growing until it was just at the point she thought she couldn't take any more and her vagina seemed to explode. Her entire body was overwhelmed with pleasure as she screamed in ecstasy. "Now you should be well lubricated," he said kissing his way back up. "W-what just happened," she said staring wide-eyed up at the cloudy blue sky. The area between her legs was soaked. "You just came," he said kissing her breasts again. "Women often cum when they have their pussys licked. Did you like it?" "Uh-huh," she replied still shocked at the intensity of the feeling that had just permeated her body. "Good," said Shame arching his back until the head of his cock was resting between her legs. "My big cock will give you lots of orgasms in the future." The head of his cock rested against her pussy, which opened for it as he pushed it in. Just the head felt like it would rip her apart, it was so big. She started to have second thoughts, but it was too late. Shame was pulling his hips back to begin the thrust that would make her a woman. Mary winced and bit her lip as he gave the short thrust that took her maidenhead. After taking her virginity, Shame wiggled his hips trying to work more cock inside her. Each inch hurt, but her love for Shame was such that she supressed the pain. He only managed to get about half his cock inside her and then he began slowly sliding it in and out. The pain had faded a little, but her pussy was still sore as he fucked her. Mary arched her neck and kissed his chest. As the pain faded, she was able to explore her other emotions. She felt safe and secure crushed underneath his body. Mary had always been a bit of a loner, but she felt a deep sense of belonging impaled on the end of Shame's cock. Small waves of pleasure were begining to permeat her body and then the pain returned as his cock seemed to grow even thicker. It jerked in her pussy and she moaned as his hot seed struck deep into her womb. Mary winced as Shame pulled is cock out. It was hard, glistening, and rampant. He pulled it out in time for her to watch several long strands of sperm shoot out of the end to land on her belly and breasts. "Will you come keep an eye on me again tommorrow?" she asked watching sperm dripping from his cock. "That would be my pleasure Miss Mary." ******************** "Mary, are you alright?" asked Ma. I looked over at my sister. She was walking around all bowlegged, like when you ride a horse for a long time. "I'm fine," said Mary sitting down to dinner. "I just twisted an ankle." Both mother and my sister stared worshipfully at Shame all through dinner. They both adored him, as did I. He was my hero. "Haven't had much trouble from Bodie lately," said Shame. "I hear tell he's down in Cheyenne on business," said pa looking up from his plate. "Rode out of town the day you saved Mary. 'haps he was scared you'd come after him." "Perhaps," said Shame. ******************** "Why so glum?" asked Shame. "I want your cock so bad," said Hetty pulling off her shift, "but it's too risky now." He was standing by the basin where he washed off the days dust. Hetty walked over to him and hefted his already hard cock. "Shame, are you alright?" she said. "There's blood crusted on your cock." "I was just about to clean it off," said Shame. "Nothing to worry about, just a nick from a bush." He cleaned his cock off and sat on the cot. He spread his legs and she took her rightful place on her knees between them. "Assume the position," he ordered after she had sucked on his cock for about fifteen minutes. "We can't fuck any more," she said even as her body was obeying him. She got down on her hands and knees facing away so he could fuck her doggy style. "It's just too risky." He had fucked her every day since the first time. They tried to fight it, but his cock always found it's way inside her pussy. Shame reached under the cot and pulled out the old jar of honey. She looked over her shoulder as he coated his cock with honey and then started rubbing honey around her rectum, pushing his finger in a little as he coated it. "Shame what are you doing?" He didn't answer her. The last couple times they had fucked, Shame had worked his thumb into her ass. It shocked her at first, but soon felt wonderful. His thumb was nearly as big as Elijah's penis. It felt like she was being doubly fucked and it triggered some of her biggest orgasms. Hetty felt his thumb poking at her ass again, then realized it was too big. She looked over her shoulder to see Shame pushing down on his cock as the big head rested on her rectum. "Jesus no, not there. Don't fuck me there. You'll rip me apart." Shame was not to be denied. Hetty felt her ass open wide and slowly close over the head of Shame's cock. Pain shot up her body. It reminded her of child birth, pushing something too big through something too small. She suppressed it in her desire to please him. This was her fault after all for denying him her pussy. The pain faded for a moment only to resume as the thick part just under the head entered her. Just when she didn't think she could stretch any further, it was in. The rest of his cock was easy. He held it buried in her ass letting her get used to it. She still felt over stuffed, but the pain was fading. The honey had helped and if he hadn't prepared her with his thumb previously, she probably couldn't have taken it. He began to move after a while, slowly sliding his cock out and pushing it back in. She let out an involuntary moan as her body started to respond to this unnatural way of fucking. Always the generous lover, Shame reached between her leg and began stroking her pussy. His talented finger soon triggered a series of orgasms. "Oh god, fuck my ass," she cried. "Fuck my ass with your big black cock." Talking dirty had become a habit with her and came natural now. "You like it?" he asked. "I love it," she moaned pushing her ass back into his cock and wiggling it around. "Oh Hetty, I wish I had met you twenty years ago. Your body was built for big cock." "I wish so too," she moaned. If she had married Shame, she would have had twenty years worth of orgasms. Instead, she was stuck with boring old Elijah. Shame pounded her hard until his cock swelled. It jerked, filling her ass with sperm. She moaned as Shame quickly pulled his cock out, but he shoved it into her pussy. She had another orgasm as his last few wads of cum sprayed her womb. He pulled out and rested his cock on her ass cheeks for a moment before standing and moving back to his cot. She could feel her ass slowly closing, forcing his sperm out to run down her crack. She would have to spend a few minutes squatting over the chamber pot to get all his cum out. Hetty threw her shift back on. She had added sodomy to her list of sins with Shame, but if these sins were wrong, how come they felt so good? ********************** Mary looked up from her book as Shame rode up. She was lying nude under her shade tree after taking her swim. "I was worried you weren't coming." "I was stuck with your father branding some calves. Every moment away from you was unbearable, Miss Mary." The young woman stood up with joy and ran over to him as he dismounted. She excitedly helped him remove his clothes. "Shame you're dirty, let me bath you." Mary led Shame down to the water and she began soaping him again. This time she didn't avoid any part of his body. After doing his chest and back, Mary soaped his cock and balls. She ran her soapy hand along his shaft until his cock was rock hard and looked about to burst. "I can't wait to get in that tight pussy again," he moaned. "I'm sorry Shame," she replied. "You'll have to wait until tomorrow, my pussy's still sore from yesterday." She finished bathing him and the two moved back onto the grass. Shame held her in his strong arms kissing her for awhile. "Would you put your face down there again, Shame?" she asked. "What do you mean?" "Would you put your head down on my pussy again?" "And do what?" What had he called it yesterday? "Would you eat my pussy?" she asked, and when he nodded, she added, "please be gentle." Shame kissed down her body and soon had her humping his face as he ate her to the second orgasm of her life. She winced every now and then when he hit a sore spot, but mostly it was pure pleasure. "Thank you," she said when he moved back up her body. "What are you going to do about that?" he asked putting her hand on his cock. "What do you want me to do?" "I want you to suck on it." "With my mouth?" she asked, a little shocked at the idea. "Yes, it is one of the greatest pleasures a woman can give her man. A good cock-sucker can have any man she wants." "Then I want to be the best," said Mary, leaning over his hip and taking his cock in her hand. "It'll take a lot of practice for you to get real good Miss Mary. I don't expect you to swallow much the first couple of times. LIck around it, then suck on what you can. Use your hand to stroke what you can't swallow. Mary pulled the foreskin back and stare at the head for a moment, before kissing it. She ran her tongue down over the head and around it in little circles. When the head shined with her saliva, she opened her mouth wide and took the head into her mouth. It wasn't as strange as she thought it would be. In a way it felt natural to please Shame this way and she would do anything to please him. She had imagined herself taking it all to show how much she loved him, but he was right. She couldn't take that much. Each time the head pushed into her throat, she found herself gagging. Mary finally relaxed and managed a couple inches in her throat. She gave up and took his advice, bobbing her head over five inches of his cock and stroking the rest with her hand. It felt alive in her mouth, pulsing with power at each beat of his heart. She could feel it growing even bigger, turning harder, until it spasmed and his cum struck the back of her throat. She was surprised at how hot his sperm was. It caught her off guard and she pulled her head back in shock. His cock exploded again, covering her face in sperm. Mary regained control and clamped her lips back around the head. She swallowed the rest of his sperm. It didn't taste bad, just different, but she felt elated, like it was a reward for a job well done. Mary sat back on her knees and Shame stood up. His cock had only deflated a little and it was pointed right at her mouth, a drop of cum forming at the end. She licked it up and kissed his cock as she looked up at him towering over her like an ebony god. Kneeling before him also felt right and natural. "Got to get back to work," he said retrieving his clothes. "Shame, when do you want to tell ma and pa?" she asked going to the water to clean her face off. "Tell them what?" he replied pulling on his pants. "About us." "What do you mean?" "About us silly," she replied looking a little exasperated with him. "I'm eighteen Shame, I need a husband." "Oh," he said mounting his horse. "Let's just keep it our little secret for now. We'll surprise them later." Mary nodded and waved goodbye. She liked the idea of having a secret from her mother. The next day, she practised sucking on his cock again, taking a little more this time. It did get easier as she learned to accommodate him with her mouth. She swallowed every drop of his sperm gulping each time his cock jerked. Afterwards, he ate her to several orgasms. When he finished, his cock was rock hard again. She learned the true meaning of fucking as he pistoned his hips slamming a little more then half is cock into her. There was virtually no pain and she found her hips rising us to meet his thrusts. His cock seemed to explode in her womb and she had an orgasm that curled her toes. She almost fainted from the pleasure. ******************* Shame had fucked Hetty every night and Mary during the day for several weeks now.. Mary could take all his cock now and loved every inch of it. It seemed impossible, but the girl loved fucking even more then her mother. A few days ago, he had introduced her to ass play and had fucked her ass earlier today. She had skipped dinner, feigning an illness, but in reality, she couldn't sit down on the hard wooden chair.