A story of Richard Part 1

aliensrus · 02-19-2006

When I was thirteen years old, I had three friends my own age, Cory, David, and Steve. Then there was Richard. He was only ten years old but he hung out with us. David once had an argument with Richard, Richard picked him up and threw him six feet. Richard was incredibly muscular, twelve inch biceps and could lift three times his weight. Well, he gave David a good toss. Since then, we were a little afraid of him.

Richard’s strength was legend in the neighborhood. Since he was eight or nine years old, he could lift more than most men. He had a job assisting the gardener and Richard often planted heavy trees in yards. Overall, Richard was a nice guy, easy to get along with. My seventeen year old sister Denise, a voluptuous blonde, really liked him too. Everyone called Richard or Little Richard. She was the only one who called him Big Dick.

I was never particularly close to Richard. We didn’t dislike each other, we just had different interests. My sister took an interest in him but I never thought much about it. All that changed one spring day.

The elementary school where Richard went to school had a teacher’s in-service day, which kept him home. Denise was also sick that day and stayed home. I usually took the bus home from the Junior High but David’s dad took me home that day which got me home an hour earlier than usual. My sister Denise’s car was parked outside but she was sick so no big deal.

I went into the house where I could hear Denise yelling for someone to stop. She sounded like she was pleading so I quietly went up the stairs to her room. I stopped at my room for a baseball bat, thinking I would surprise the intruder and hit him on the head. As I got closer to the room, the door was open. I heard her say, "Oh God, Dick…please, don’t stop…fuck me harder baby…"

I crept toward the room and there was my sister with Richard. She was naked on the bed, on all fours. Her large breasts flapped on the bed. Richard was behind her, his little naked ass pistoning back and forth. My sister was breathing hard, exhausted and sweating. Richard seemed not tired at all. His hands grasped Denise’s ass firmly.

"You’re too deep again, Dick, back off a little baby," my sister panted. She sounded exhausted.

"I like going deeper," Richard said, almost pouting. Clearly, he wasn’t out of breath at all. "Sheila lets me go deeper." The only Sheila I knew was my mom.

"You’re too much for me there," Denise said, panting. "But keep fucking me like that, I’m going to come again.’

Richard’s ass moved even faster. Denise face was buried in a pillow as she moaned. "I’m coming baby…don’t stop fucking me…I’m coming really hard…oh God, I’m cooommmming" Denise went on like that for more than a minute. Richard never broke his pace, he was fucking her like a machine.

"I want to come too," Richard said.

"Again?" Denise said. "This will be your fifth time. You must be made of sperm."

"I come a lot?" Richard said. He pulled out of her.

"More than any man," Denise said.

Richard turned to the side and Denise turned with him. At first I thought it was his leg and it could have been any average ten-year-old boy’s leg. But Richard’s legs were extremely muscular. What I was seeing was Richard's huge penis.

When my sister held it, it was like she was holding a tree branch. She stroked it but her fingers couldn’t go around. She kissed it a few times, then put the massive head in her mouth. It filled her mouth, choking her but she kept up with it, pulling it out only long enough to lick it and give her jaw a rest.

"Oooo…here I go," said Richard as Denise was licking it.

"Come on my tits, you like that," she said. "Or you can come in my mouth. You gave me a belly full the last two times," she said.

"I want to come all over you."

"Oooo yes," said Denise. She pulled the penis toward her huge chest. Richard grunted and a white pencil of liquid shot over Denise’s shoulder about four feet. She aimed it better and the next shot hit her left boob. The force of it actually moved her heavy breast. "That’s hot," she said, as another one shot her neck, making a white necklace. Richard hit her a few more times before he pulled her hand off his organ.

"That’s enough," Richard said.

"You’re still hard, sweetheart," she said. Clearly he was. His dick stood straight like a baseball bat defying gravity.

"Yeah, but it’s Sheila’s turn."

"I can’t believe you’d rather fuck my mother?" said Denise.

"She lets me go almost all the way in," said Richard. "And Billy’s going to be home soon. He’s my friend."

"Does he know about us?" Denise asked.

"I was going to tell him but this seems to be a big secret. Julie won’t let me tell anybody because she thinks she’d get arrested. Sheila doesn’t want her husband to find out because she’s afraid he’d kill her. My teachers won’t let me talk about it."

"You’re talking about my parents," said Denise, getting a little angry.

"Well, it’s the truth," he said. "Hey," he said to her, "you want to fuck some more?"

Denise said, "You know I do. That big hard cock can go anywhere it wants to."

"I need to do my workout," he told her.

"Oh God, just the thought of it makes me horny. What do I have to do?"

"Almost nothing," Richard said. He reached over and picked her up off the bed like she was balloon full of air. Richard’s muscle barely strained against the weight of my sister.

"How much do you weigh?" he asked her as he pulled her close to him. Her frame was balanced on the heavy leg muscles of Richard. He held her by the hips and then reached around and held her with one hand on her butt.

"About a hundred and thirty," she said. "I’m a little heavy. But that’s mostly boobs. They weigh six pounds each."

"That’s a little light," said Richard. "I bench three times that."

"No way," said Denise. My thoughts exactly.

"I lift more than anyone at the gym," he said. "More than four hundred pounds."

"No way," Denise said, even as she was being lifted up easily.

"This won’t be much of a workout," he said. "Your mom is heavier though. When I do this with her, it will be better."

"Oh my God, that’s big," Denise said. Richard had easily placed his big cock between Denise’s legs and then eased her down on it. Then he lifted her up, her entire weight as easily as he pleased. Then back down. This exhausted Denise more than Richard by far. "God, that’s so fucking big Richard, you fuck me better than anything," she squealed at the ten year old boy.

He was only as tall as any boy his age so my sister only went up and down a short distance. Her legs were spread way apart so her feet didn’t touch the floor. She never got more than two-thirds of his pole in her and that also kept her in the air.

I went into my own bedroom and masturbated about my sister and Richard. She could have anyone she wanted and she wanted a ten year old boy. I listened to my sister yell how much she loved Richard as she came again and again. I never had even kissed a girl and Richard was getting this much action. Finally, Denise seemed to come one last time.

"Denise," Richard said. "Denise?". I heard some motion in the bedroom. "Fainted again," he whispered as I heard him place her on the bed.

I cleaned myself up as I heard Richard putting back on his pants. I tried to decide what to do. I decided to confront him, out of curiosity, find out what was going on here. I wanted to hide what I had done; I couldn’t give him the satisfaction of knowing I had gotten off on watching him do my sister.

SwimJoe008 · 02-19-2006

that story was fucking retarted...I'm sorry but c'mon I know these stories are fictious but what 10 year old can throw a person 6 ft, and then fuck an older teenager and have his dick be too big! i stopped in the middle that sucked

BigTimmy · 02-20-2006

That was fucking hot! Keep going man, we want to hear about the pouding he gives to Sheila! Let her measure his cock and let us know how big it is.

jjsuperbird · 02-22-2006

Take it easy SwimJoe. I agree with BigTim.

The age of 10 years old is a bit of a stretch, but I just ignored that part. The story was hot and good fun. They call it the 'fictitious stories' section for a reason.

I hope you give us more real soon Aliensrus! Hot action and good descriptions just drop the age reference.

aliensrus · 02-23-2006

"Richard," I said. I confronted him in the hallway as he came out of her room. I kept my eyes off his pants that were stained by his still leaking dick. I was taller than he was but it was obvious from the size of his muscles, his arms and chest, that he was still extraordinarily strong, that he could toss me about like I was full of air. I stayed nice.

"What are you doing here?" he asked me.

"I live here," I said. I decided to smile.

"I was visiting your sister," he said.

"More than that," I said. "I heard you from downstairs."

"She was helping me workout," said Richard. I think he was trying to protect her honor. I couldn’t believe it.

"My mom helps you too," I said.

"Look, I’m sorry," Richard said. "Your sister came on to me a month ago. Then your mom caught us just like you did. Then, I had to take care of your mom too."

"Does my Dad know," I asked.

"Hell no," said Richard. "If he finds out, I’m done for."

"I don’t know what he’d do," I admitted.

"I think he’ll act like Mr. Stone when he caught me with Mrs. Stone," Richard said.

Mr and Mrs. Stone were a newlywed couple. She was a bosomy red-head that used to harden all of us boys when she watered her lawn. I couldn’t imagine the nights Mr. Stone had, fucking her as was his husbandly right. Now, I had to imagine her, on all fours like my sister, Richard kneeling behind her, filling her with the biggest cock she’d ever seen.

Mr Stone disappeared a few weeks ago. Mrs. Stone never watered her lawn anymore. She came up to pick up her newspaper now but she was always walking funny and sweating. Richard seemed to read my mind. "Yeah, I’m fucking her too."

"You have three girlfriends?" I said to Richard, astonished.

He shook his head, smiling.

"More," he said. "But I really only have one girl friend I really like though."

"How many more?"

"A lot," said Richard.

Just then, the door opened downstairs. "Look, your mom is going to come straight up here. You can watch if you want."

"I don’t want you to fuck my mother," I whispered.

"You don’t have a say in the matter," he said. "Even your dad doesn’t have a say in it. I’m going to fuck her because she wants me to."

"Richard honey," my mom called. "Is that you?"

"Hide," Richard said, with more authority than a ten year-old boy should have. He then grabbed me by my belt and lifted me off the ground. Before I could protest, he tossed me into the third bedroom, across from my parents. "You can watch if you want," he said.

My mom was already half dressed when she got up the stairs. Recently, she had a rigorous work-out and weight loss program. She was quite trimmed but her boobs were still huge, even bigger than Denise’s. Coming up the stairs, her boobs were held in by the biggest bra May Company sells. Her waist was tapered from all the workouts and diet. She wore white panties where I could see though to the dark patch between her legs.

"Where’s Denise?" she asked Richard when she got to the top of the stairs. My mom towered over Richard. She stood before him, half-naked. I couldn’t believe where this was going. My mom was going to cheat on my dad with a fifth grader.

"She’s in her room," he said, pointing at the open door. My mom looked in the bedroom at her sixteen year old daughter, naked but covered in Richard’s goo. "She fainted again."

"She can’t handle that cock," said my Mom. "No one can," she added. "That’s why I let you fuck us both. I hate it but it’s really the only way to handle…" My mom started to swoon a little because she started feeling through Richard’s pants. "Oh baby," she breathed. My mom fell to her knees and started pulling down Richard’s pants. His cock was soft, hanging straight down almost to his knees. Greedily, my mom shoved the boy’s massive dick into her mouth.

"I want to fuck you in here," Richard said, pointing to the room I was in. He was trying to give me a front row seat. I wasn’t sure whether to thank him or hate him. I moved into the closet though as quietly as I could. It was a few seconds later that they joined me.

Richard carried my mom in his arms. She was completely secure, her rump supported by one of his hands, the other under legs. His huge bloated cock led the way, growing like a tree out of Richard’s lap. His head leaned back, looking to the side, trying to find my hiding spot. His eyes locked on the closet door. I wasn’t sure if he would give me away.

"Put me down, Richard," said my mom.

Richard dropped her on the bed. My mom, by now, was completely naked. He didn’t waste any time. She was on her back. Her big floppy breasts lay like pancakes on her chest. Her nipples were the size of my thumb and I couldn’t help but think about how I must have once suckled on those things. She spread her legs, invitingly at Richard. He pushed his cock slowly into her as my mom struggled for air.

"Careful baby," she said as she grasped the back of his neck to kiss him. It may seem strange but the most disturbing part of this whole thing was watching my mom kiss a boy, pushing her tongue into his mouth. I think that, more than anything else, was the point of no return. My mom acted like she was in love.

Richard, for his part, started pushing his dick in deeper. He would pull it out slowly, then go back in again.

"Damn baby. I can feel that all the way in my gut," my mom said to Richard. "Be really careful."

Richard didn’t go in as deep as he could. He always had at least, about five inches out. It was the thickness that was scaring her more than anything. That was the part she had to deal with right now. My mom’s breathing got more regular and Richard was able to get in deeper and deeper. Slowly, he picked up the pace, just like I’d seem him do with Denise.

"Oh God baby. That’s so good. Keep fucking me like that."

Richard maintained his rhythm, never tiring. Though my mom was lying on her back the whole time, she was sweating, clearly exhausting herself. Richard’s muscles were tensed and his ass was moving back and forth in a smooth motion.

"I’m coming now baby," she said to Richard. "I love you…oh God…this is going to be a good one," she yelled. "oh man, fuck me harder baby…fuck me harder." Richard started moving in and out faster. "I’m coming baby…I’m coming really hard…fuck me…hard…I love you baby…fuck me."

I also could see what he meant when he talked about how much deeper he could go into my mom. His strokes were a lot longer. I didn’t know how much of his dick was going into my mom with each thrust but I guessed it to be about eight inches. The remaining inches that could never get inside had my mom’s hand wrapped around them to make sure he didn’t puncture her gut.

When my mom came off her orgasm, Richard was still fucking her hard. He hadn’t come yet and he might be a while considering he’d only just come about a half hour before, all over my sister. My mom was starting to relax a little, smiling at Richard, and kissing him some more, even as he gave her more dick in her than most women see in a lifetime. "I love you baby," she said. "That was really great."

That was when I came out of the closet.

kaientai · 02-23-2006

nice story man keep it up thanks

dmbard · 02-23-2006

This sotry is realy hot dude. Keep it up. How big is the kid fully hard and soft and stuff. you re doing a great job keep it up.

Hung Low in Thiva · 02-23-2006

sex stories about 10 year olds, that also imply some form of incest, should as a rule never get the following responses:

Quote:

This sotry is realy hot dude. Keep it up. How big is the kid fully hard and soft and stuff. you re doing a great job keep it up.

nice story man keep it up thanks

fuzzydude · 02-23-2006

"Hung Low in Thiva":

It's only a

STORY!

aliensrus · 02-23-2006

That was when I came out of the closet. I didn’t even know I was doing it. I just stepped out, trying to be nonchalant as my mom was getting pounded by a kid. At first, they didn’t see me. My mom was kissing Richard, still telling him she loved him. Her body was being pushed up on the bed and she was almost to the edge. Richard seemed distracted by my mom’s breasts as they flopped and waved with each thrust. It may have been that he was ready to come, himself.

My mom saw me first. She stared at me but didn’t say anything. She didn’t stop or move except with the rhythm of Richard’s thrusts. Her legs were still wide apart for Richard. Her hands moved quickly to Richard’s ass to push him in deeper. Her mouth opened because she seemed unsure what to say or what I would do.

When Richard saw me, he stopped fucking right away. He tried to pull out but when he did, he dragged my mom almost off the bed because she wouldn’t let go of his ass.

"Don’t stop, baby," she told Richard.

"We have to stop, Sheila" said Richard. "I don’t want Bill watching this." Since he set this up, I think he meant he didn’t want to do it while he could see me watching this.

"He’s not going to watch, baby," said my mom, with a pleading in her voice. Then to me she said angrily, "what are you doing in the closet?"

"Gee mom," I said. "What are you doing on my bed with Richard?"

Her anger subsided a little. Mixed with guilt maybe, she said, "Honey, I’ll be downstairs in a minute and I’ll explain everything."

Richard’s dick was almost all the way out. My mom’s fingers were adjusting her grip on Richard’s ass cheeks to better pull Richard in. Richard seemed intent on stopping right then. I walked out of the room, expecting them to get dressed then and follow me.

I got to the foot of the stairs and then I heard the pounding of the headboard resume and the squeaking of the bedsprings. By the time I got down the stairs, I could still hear the noise. I sat in the living room and listened for them to stop. The pounding got real fierce and I could hear my mom squealing. Then, the noise stopped suddenly. I heard them shuffling and I presumed Richard had come. I expected they were done but in a few minutes, the noise resumed again.

I couldn’t concentrate and I went into the kitchen where the noise of their lovemaking was barely audible. I wasn’t sure what to do so I just looked in the refrigerator for something to eat. When I closed the refrigerator, my sister Denise was standing in the kitchen wearing a bath robe.

"Whatcha doing, Squirt?" she asked.

"I’m waiting for mom," I said.

She smiled and shook her head. "Mom’s not going to be down for awhile," she said. "That boy sure can fuck."

"You would know," I said, not hiding my anger at everyone.

"Yeah," she said. "I know." There was silence for a few seconds like she was trying to weigh my anger. "Look, I love him," she said. "In a few years, I hope to marry him."

"You’re crazy," I said. "He’s a kid."

"I had two boyfriends," she explained. "I was trying to decide which one I would commit to. Once things started with Richard though, I dumped them both."

"He’s just a kid," I said, trying not to repeat myself but wondering if I was getting through to her.

"He’s more man than anyone I’ve been with. And I’m not just talking about big muscles and a cock either."

"You’re not going to be able to marry him for a lot of years," I said. "And he has other girl friends."

"I have a plan," she said.

"You have a plan?" I said. "What could that possibly be?"

"You’ll think it’s stupid," she said. "It is kinda stupid but I’m pretty desperate. I would do anything for him."

"I’m sure I’ll think it’s stupid. Tell me anyway," I said. Until Richard, Denise and I never had secrets.

"I’m going to try to have his baby," she said. "I’m going to try to have as many children as I can by him. He can’t ignore the mother of his children."

I said nothing. I just watched her face as she waited for me to react to what she said. It was clear to me I’d be waiting a long time for any kind of sense to take over the women of this family.

"I’m already a little behind," she said.

"Behind?" I asked. I was too confused by the surreal family dynamics. I wanted to talk to someone. Dad wouldn’t be home for another two hours and I wondered if telling him would be a good idea.

"Yes, behind. Some women are already having his children. The whore Rachel Stone, for one," she added. "But I’ll catch up. I’m young and strong."

"And fucking crazy," I said.

"Aren’t you curious how we hooked up?"

"Richard told me. You came on to him," I said. "A month ago."

"It wasn’t that simple," she said. "I mean, I always thought he was a cute boy. But then there were these rumors about him. None of them, I believed. However, he had those muscles on him."

She giggled a little but I didn’t join in. "So, for my sex-ed class, we had to do a paper on one of several subjects. I chose precocious puberty. Do you know what that is?"

I shook my head.

"It’s where a boy or girl goes through puberty very early."

"That’s Richard?" I asked.

"Oh yeah," Denise said. "Puberty in spades." She sat down at the kitchen table. "Kids like Richard have all kinds of problems dealing with it. Richard clearly has the condition," she said. "But no problem with it."

"No, not much of a problem for him," I said. The sound of thumping of the headboard against the wall got more furious.

"I made him my interview subject. I really was only interested in getting a good grade on the paper," she insisted. "So I interviewed him here at the house."

aliensrus · 02-24-2006

I think I'm going to end this story here. I'm reading the comments and I appear to be running almost fifty percent negative. Let me say that Richard's age wasn't an attempt to portray exteme pedophilia. I actually didn't give it much thought. I was only trying to make my fiction stranger than truth, a pretty tough standard to meet, post Mary Kay Letourneau. To all who were offended, my sincere apologies because that was not what was intended. If you're deeply offended enough, you may choose to contact the sys admin and see about having the story removed. To those who enjoyed the first part of this story, again my apologies for not completing what I started.

BigTimmy · 02-24-2006

Alienrus, don't be swayed by a few whingers. The fact that many of us have enjoyed your story so far should be enough for you to continue. Especially at such a crucial monet in the saga! We hear you and we are listening!

p_meow · 02-24-2006

I think it's a great read, and I enjoyed it very much. Yes, ten is a stretch and as has been said many times, simply ignore that particular point. Replace it with any number that you, as a reader, wish to use. If that is the only sticking point problem you have with this story, then I'd say this story is all in all a good one. I haven't read anything negative other than that.

Personally, I hope you contine to write, and I do look forward to additional chapters. Thank you for writing.

horribleperson · 02-24-2006

yea 10 is a really odd age, but keep writing, your at what you do

sgeake · 02-28-2006

I agree completely. It shows a great talent for writing and, yes 10 is slightly strange, but it's only a story! Don't worry what the people who are complaining say about it. They don't have to read it if it offends them that much!