CALF NIGHT
By Kandor
Nancy's calves break a lot of records. 


	I knew I was in trouble the minute I stepped in the door and saw 
my leggy wife Nancy doing toe raises at the counter. The six-foot 
redheaded Amazon wore tight spandex pants that end at the knee, low black 
socks and sneakers. Her calves were thick, freckled balls of solid muscle 
as she worked them. I gulped.
	"Guess what tonight is?" she hissed, looking over her shoulder.
	"Leave your husband alone night?" I said.
	She smiled, turned around and jumped up on the counter, crossing 
her sexy legs.
	"Uh-uh. It's calves night.  As in kiss the calves. Lick the 
calves. Suck the calves. Get scissored to death in the calves.  And eat 
every load of come off the calves. Understand now?"
	I was beginning to. After enough years of enduring my wife's 
wrestling domination ways, I had learned to live with it. A concussion 
here, a cracked rib there, a dislocated neck vertebrae every so 
often...suffice to say, my chiropractor was loving it.
	She motioned me over to her and I obeyed. Stretching a long leg 
up, she plunked a foot on my shoulder and rotated it, the thick ball of 
calf muscle dancing before my amazed eyes.  No matter how often I got the 
leg treatment, I was astounded by just how strong they were.
	"Lick it...for now!" Nancy demanded ominously.
	I obeyed. Turning my head to the side, I put my lips to the thick 
calf and began kissing. Instantly, she shot up her other leg and locked 
her ankles behind me, horrendous pressure immediately tearing through my 
neck as her bulbous calves squeezed it mercilessly.
	"I said fucking lick my calf!" she roared through clenched teeth. 
"I didn't say kiss it or suck it!! I said LLLICK  IT!!!"
	She let go just before I passed out and I followed orders this 
time, snaking out my tongue to gently and wetly caress the calf that 
killed me. I ran my tongue up and down and all around it, feeling the jab 
of her stubble on it. Nancy did not believe in shaving her legs in the 
winter and for a month or so until the long hairs sprouted, they sported a 
coat of short, prickly roots that hurt my tongue and my neck when in full 
scissoring fury.
	Slipping one leg down, she put up the other and I licked that one 
full and wet as well. Rescissoring me again, she forced me to carry her 
like that, her legs attached to my neck, my arms around her back, into the 
living room, no easy feat considering the big woman weighs about 160 
pounds. But I obeyed, fearing for my life.
	She let me go once we got there and stood up, resuming her toe 
raises.
	"On your knees, scissored slave, and now you may suck the muscles 
that will squash you!" she ordered.
	I hit my knees and attached my suckling mouth to the thick pads of 
rolling muscle that flowed sexily above her fallen socks. Nancy loved to 
wear socks and those knee-length pants, taking great delight in the 
reaction of men as she strode past, their eyes riveted to the dancing 
lower leg flesh on so tall a beauty. Occasionally, if one has balls enough 
to follow her and make comment on those legs, she will oblige him a 
violent bout of calf scissors, wherever they are. One time in the mall, 
she ended up sitting in the middle of a food court, in her chair in front 
of hundreds of startled onlookers, putting an incredible squeeze on an 
annoying salesman who dared hit on her.
	Thinking back on that, I really got into sucking the amazon's 
calves, sucking huge mouthfuls  and slathering over it with my tongue. The 
more meat I got in my mouth, the harder Nancy did her toe raises, 
delighting in filling my aching mouth with rocky muscle.
	Suddenly, she shot backwards still on her feet, to straddle my 
midsection and put me in a violent standing bodyscissors, the tops of 
those mammoth calves gripping me just under my ribcage and threatening to 
squeeze me in half. She put her hands on her hips and began a violent 
snapping motion down on me until I couldn't breathe and begged for mercy.
	"Oh, don't be such a pussy," she hissed, squeezing harder. "I 
don't even have my ankles locked and to really put on a good scissors, you 
should!!! Now shut the fuck up and just feel those calves!!"
	I did, with my guts and my hands. They were hard as stone.  
Letting go quickly, she bolted forward to easily capture my moaning head 
between those lethal legs, positioning the rock-ribbed calve meat along my 
neck. The pain was instant and the effect immediate; Nancy's calves cut 
off my blood supply to my brain and I was out.
	When I awoke, I was sitting on the couch before her, one of her 
mean calves curled around me from behind in a figure four, the thick ham 
of that leggy pad of flesh cutting across my neck. I knew what she was up 
to.
	"Going for the record, sucker!" she growled, setting to the task. 
"How many times have I made you pass out with this in an hour?"
	"A...a dozen..." I squealed.
	"Oh, shit, I'll beat that...in a half hour, or should I say 'calf' 
hour!!!" she roared.
	She reeled back with that folded leg and I was out like a light. 
Nancy is the only woman who's ever made me submit to a scissors in a 
matter of seconds and the only one to ever make me pass out instantly.
	She only let me come to for a second or so before slamming the 
figure four on again, the calf taking me out one more time. Again and 
again and again she scissored me until I passed out. I always feared brain 
damage from this sort of treatment, but my protests never fazed her.
	I had looked at the clock before we began and after what seemed 
like days, I noticed the hour was up. She finally let me go and I slumped 
to the floor with a tremendous pain in my neck and a searing headache. I 
looked up at her through teary eyes. She was sweating heavily, and smiling 
evilly.
	"Not bad. 27  times you passed out, 27! That beats the old record 
by better than twice!" she said proudly. "That'll be tough to beat next 
time, but we're gonna try!!!"
	I tried crawling away, but Nancy lashed out those tireless legs 
and took me in a straight neckscissors with the calves. I gagged. She 
laughed.
	"OK, time to go for a new record," she announced. "Remember what 
the old one was for me getting you to come in my calves?"
	I tried shaking my head but the scissors was too tight. She 
laughed again.
	"Let me refresh your memory," she hissed. "Seven. You came seven 
times in my calf fuck, as you recall. And you ate all seven loads. 
Tonight, we go for 10!!"
	"Please, Mistress Nancy," I tried, calling her by that name, a 
sure sign I was in total servitude. "I'm tired, I've gotta get up early 
tomorrow..."
	That was not what she wanted to hear. Falling to her back, she 
rolled me into a front figure four, my face mashed into her foul-smelling 
pussy, the calf cutting across the back of my neck threatening to snap it 
like a twig. I begged for mercy. It was fruitless.
	"Now, you will take out your cock  and you will fuck these calves, 
after which you will lick off every hot drop or I will kill you, do you 
understand?" she growled.
	I tried to nod my head, but the scissors was too tight. She 
finally let me go. I stripped off my pants and my cock swayed in the 
breeze. All the pain, all the suffering, and I still loved it.
	She smiled. She sat back on the couch, and I down the other end, 
my prong  pointing straight up. She hoisted her big legs to my lap and 
slap-locked those mammoth calves around my dick. The velvety, muscular 
grip of those titanic lower legs felt like heaven. I didn't even have to 
do anything. Nancy sat back, hands behind her head, and just rolled her 
toes, which rolled those beefy gams on my squeezed dick, until it felt 
like it was stuck in the hottest fuck tunnel in the world.
	"Gonna come for me slave boy?" she teased, licking her lips. 
"Gonna put a big gooey one all over these calves?  Let's see, you haven't 
come for me in about a week, right? Shit, it oughta be a huge fucking 
load! And you are going to lick it, right, lick and eat it off my hard 
legs?"
	"Oh, yes, mistress, I'll eat up every drop," I gulped, totally 
caught up in the feeling now.
	I'd only been humping those thick calves for a few minutes, but 
already my pre-come juices were running like water, leaving a clear sticky 
trail from my dick to her legs. She used it as lubricant and really took 
to slapping her calves up and down on my pumping cock. Seconds later I 
went stiff and started to come. Nancy instantly thickened up her already 
thick calves to hide every inch of my dick. I screamed and blasted off a 
series of massive come shots, none of which we could see as they exploded 
deep in the freckled meat of her scissors.
	"Oh, yeah, I feel the heat, shit that's so fucking hot, your come 
is burning my fucking calves!" Nancy hissed, pumping those legs with a 
fury until I felt I could come no more
	At that point, she finally let my dickhead pop clear of her calves 
and out of nowhere, one huge, last spurt squirted skyward to land in a 
ropy strip along her shinbone, causing her to laugh out loud.
	"Good to the last drop, huh?" she laughed. "Guess it was just glad 
to get out of my legs!"
	I knew the feeling.  Nancy unhinged her muscular legs and spread 
them slightly. There was come everywhere, from the inside of her knees to 
the tops of her socks and around every freckle on those bulging inner 
calves. My dick was also coated with it, but not for long. Nancy bent over 
to give it a quick suck, slurping the jism from it before sitting up and 
planting her come-coated lips on mine, frenching me deeply with my own joy 
juice as she used one of her hands to rub her calves.
	"Mmmm, love the feel and smell of this stuff," she cooed, licking 
my lips. "Now, get down there and suck 'em clean!!!"
	I knelt on the floor as she sat back on the couch, her legs bent 
up and spread. I looked at all that lumpy come, shook my head and dove in, 
one calf at a time. I didn't even lick the stuff, just attached my whole 
mouth to one meaty gam and started sucking and swallowing as quickly as I 
could. I don't mind eating my own come, but like to get it over with as 
soon as I can. Slobbering up one leg I worked my way over to the other as 
Nancy stuck one hand in her pants and started diddling  herself. I was 
sorry I'd shot so much; I had to go digging with my tongue under each sock 
to scoop out what had run down there.
	Sitting back, I gulped and wiped my mouth clean. Nancy smiled.
	"Good job, slave boy," she said, reeling me in with her tireless 
legs to mash my face in her clothe covered cunt and locking me in with a 
figure four. "Now, rub me the right way until you get hard again!"
	With that, she started slamming the scissors on me while humping 
my face madly with her steaming crotch. The smell of cunt cheese and sweat 
filled my head, but I couldn't possibly fight her. In five minutes, she 
was scissor snapping out a wild come that soaked her crotch and oozed into 
my face. I was nearly passing out from the smother and the scissors, but 
despite that, I found myself nursing a new hardon. Nancy's legs never 
failed me in that regard.
	Nancy noticed my renewed boner and quickly scissored me up to sit 
on the couch again. Hoisting those beefy calves to my lap, she viciously 
rescissored them around my still slimy cock. Amazingly, her hunky lower 
legs were still moist with my come and offered a velvety fuck on my dick. 
Nancy again sat with her hands folded behind her head, smirking now as she 
looked at me writhe in pleasure as she milked my pecker with her titanic 
calf flesh.
	"Ummmm, feels good all over again, doesn't it, my big calves on 
your thick dick," she cooed, rolling those big balls of meaty muscle on 
it. "You're gonna come again, aren't you? Then you're gonna suck my calves 
clean again, aren't you?"
	I didn't answer, just moaned, my head back. I'd only come a few 
minutes before, and a ton at that, but I knew under her leggy 
ministrations, I'd soon come a ton again.  But Nancy wanted 10 loads from 
me this night. That could be tough. She read my mind.
	"I know you'll be hard pressed to give me 10 comes tonight,  
loverboy," she said. "But if you don't, I'll take it out on your neck.  So 
if you don't want to spend the rest of the night in my calf scissors, I 
suggest you come up with ways to come!!  I may help you along later, but 
for now, and the next time, I want you to spurt from my calf fuck.  I want 
three loads like this, and after, maybe I'll fuck you, but still, you put 
the load on my legs and eat it all. Got it?"
	"Oh, yes, Mistress  Nancy, anything you say, just don't stop 
squeezing my cock!!"
	I was fucking delirious by this point. I was fingering my wife's 
hot cunt through her pants with one hand, feeling her solid calves that 
were eating my dick with the other. A couple of quick scissor snaps, and 
Nancy put me right over the edge as I found myself giving up another 
copious come shot, the thick bubbles of goo spewing from my dick to coat 
her hairy shins before leaking down over the sides or back inside her 
comey calf crunch.
	"Mmmmm, almost like the first," she said, unlocking her legs to 
look at what their pressure had wrought. "Gimme a taste."
	I brought up my hand to her mouth, and she quickly licked off the 
little bit of spunk that had spotted it when I was spurting. Instead of 
having me hit my knees to clean her up this time, she graciously lifted 
one thick calf up to my face and held it before my lips. Thick clumps of 
white hot spunk dotted the big meat, but not for long. I dove in with a 
vengeance, this time enjoying it a little bit more as I tongued a path 
through the thick fluid before sucking it all into my mouth and running it 
around in my cheeks. It was clearly turning Nancy on, who was by now 
fingering herself to a new orgasm. I quickly turned and started sucking 
the other calf.
	"C'mon, faggot, tell me how much you love eating your juice," she 
hissed, fingering her smelly snatch, stuffing her whole hand in her pants 
to jam three fingers up to the rings in her hairy cunt. "Tell me!!"
	"Oh, Mistress," I drooled, slobbering over her comey calf. "I love 
eating my come off your gorgeous leg! It is a true privilege to be able to 
suck my spunk off such a magnificent pair of calves, after being honored 
to have been scissored so brutally between them!!"
	That's all it took, as Nancy began to come. She involuntarily 
snapped both calves around my neck as she did, and as I begged for mercy, 
her scissors grew tighter still and as she finished her orgasm, she 
squeezed me unconscious.
	When I awoke five minutes later, I miraculously was nursing 
another hardon and where else but between my Amazon wife's amazing calves. 
She was rolling those big lower leg muscles on my soft cock, my still warm 
come coating her calves as she locked up tight and made my shrinking dick 
all but disappear. But when I came around and felt that succulent flesh on 
my prong again, it sprang to life for yet a third time.
	"C'mon baby, wake up and fuck 'em hard," Nancy ordered me through 
clenched teeth. "I did all the work the first two times, now you do it! 
Get it stiff and fuck my calves like you were fucking my cunt!!"
	My wand shot up like a rocket, popping up proudly between the 
squeezing tubes of muscles that were Nancy's relentless calves. I grabbed 
her crossed feet with one hand, her thighs with the other and began 
slamming my hips upward, my dick flying like a piston in and out of her 
come-soaked calves. So hard was I fucking her lower legs that my balls 
were slamming off the backs of her rock-hard calves, stinging painfully as 
they did. At one point as I slapped up into her, she loosened up just a 
bit and somehow caught both my flying nuts in the muscled embrace of her 
calves, locking up on them until I screamed in pain, arching my back 
against the agony.
	"Just wanted to remind you who's boss, fuckface," Nancy growled, 
looking at me with disdain. "I'm gonna give you a little ball scissors 
just to make sure."
	With that, she put on a tiny bit of pressure with those massive 
calves, but just enough to send a searing pain through my balls and up my 
belly, like I'd been hit in the nuts with a fastball. I begged for mercy.
	"Oh, please, my mistress, please stop squeezing my balls," I 
howled. "I'll do anything, anything you ask..."
	"Oh, I know that, asshole," she spit back at me. "And believe me, 
you will. For example, feel a big shit coming on, and we're almost out of 
toilet paper."
	"NOOOOOO!!" I screamed, but Nancy just squeezed my aching balls a 
bit harder until I agreed.
	She laughed. "The way I use my big legs on you, I could have you 
begging to eat the corn out of my shit!" she bellowed. "Now get back to 
fucking these calves and coming again!!!!!"
	She let my nuts slide from her come-stained calves and the pain 
subsided, but not entirely. As I fucked her legs harder, the pain and 
pleasure mixed until I finally spurted out another sizable load, although 
not up to the amount of the last two. It didn't spurt as high, but instead 
sort of oozed out, the size of it pushing each glob out of the way until 
the entire length of her hairy shins was coated with my goo. I left my 
dick in the muscled clamp of those calves as I leaned forward to eat my 
come off her shins like corn on the cob. If my dick were bigger, I 
could've sucked the end of it as it stuck out her legs. I sucked and 
slurped and licked until I gobbled up every hot drop of come.
	Sitting back, I sighed and started to wipe all the goo from my 
lips, chin and cheeks, but Nancy stopped me, doing the job instead with 
her own mouth, attaching  it to my face to suck up the leftovers. Then she 
swapped spit with me for five minutes until her mouth tasted as comey as 
my own.  She got up to go to the bathroom.
	"I'll give you five minutes to recover," she growled. "Then you 
better be ready to come again! I'll, uh, give you a hand for the next 
three loads."
	I relaxed on the couch, feeling the sensation returned to my 
squeezed out cock and wondering just how Nancy was going to wring 7 more 
loads from me. Whatever she had in mind, I knew it would be hot and 
painful, all at once. She never disappointed.
	She came back in five minutes and motioned for me to lay on the 
floor on my side. I knew what was in store.
	"Time for the old scissor smother," she hissed, stripping off her 
pants to stand in black panties that disappeared up her thick ass, black 
socks and black sneakers. Her legs looked a mile long, thickly muscled and 
freckled heavily. My cock swelled just looking at all that gam.
	She laid down in a side 69 and lifted her thick top leg. She 
popped my head in and I quickly got an overview of her chubby, milky-white 
ass with the occasional pimple on it before she mashed my face into the 
thin strip of her panties and lathered my trapped head with the big thigh 
that she dropped heavily onto it. Instantly, the smell of foul asshole hit 
me as she'd jammed my nose right into her shitchute, after thoughtfully 
pulling the strip of cloth away. The curly red hair ringing her well-used 
butthole tickled my nose and the stink was overwhelming. I realized that 
she had taken a shit.
	"Smell good?" she laughed, wrapping a strong hand around my now 
stiff cock and jerking it. "Told you I was taking a dumper. Lucky for you 
it was a pretty clean one, or you'd have crap all over your nose by now! 
Smell it! Smell my shitty asshole!! I want to hear you SMELL  IT!!!"
	Nancy put on a ferocious scissor squeeze with those thick thighs 
until I swore she'd crack my head like an egg. She crushed so hard, my 
nose was pulled out of her gamy asshole. I babbled I would smell it if 
she'd just stopped squeezing, and she did. The moment she let up the 
pressure a bit, I involuntarily slid forward, impaling her rectum with my 
nose again. I took a big sniff and fought the urge to puke as the stink 
hit me. I'd made the mistake of throwing up in her scissors only once, 
right after she'd gotten laid by a guy she'd picked up in a bar. She was 
in our car making me suck out his hot come when I lost lunch in her pussy. 
She knocked me out cold in a matter of seconds and drove home with me in 
the trunk.
	I snorted in her asshole a few times until she tightened up and 
blasted off fart after fart right up my pinched nose. I gagged again, but 
kept sniffing, hoping she'd stop. Amazingly, I'd forgotten all about the 
handjob she was giving me  until I was ready to come. Despite the stink 
and the scissors and the humiliation,  Nancy was still getting me off with 
her first-class hand action. No guy she's ever been with has been able to 
hold off coming more than five minutes under Nancy's expert handjob.
	"I'm....coming..." I groaned, as I felt the inner pincers of those 
big thighs crunch my jawbones.
	Nancy quickly slid her free hand under the spurting head of my 
cock to catch every drop of the oozy, wet load. Slapping out the last of 
it, she reached around with her dry hand, spun me around so my neck was in 
her knees, and then smoothed the come from her other one around her locked 
calves that were inches from my face. I was surprised at the amount of the 
stuff as she lathered it on like body lotion. Then bending her lower legs, 
she brought those muscular calves to me face, making me lick and suck it 
clean while she squeezed me hard.  When I couldn't reach the rest, she let 
up and I went nuts, running my entire open mouth over both soaking calves 
until I sucked up all my goo.
	"OK, that's number four," she said. "I'll give you five minutes to 
the next boner. In the meantime, clean out the asshole you were just 
smelling and tell me what it tastes like!"
	With that, she got to her knees and put her head on the floor. 
Reaching back with her hands, she mauled the thick hams of her white butt, 
spreading the cheeks wide and taking the panty cloth with it to expose the 
length of her oily asscrack and pucker open the tufted ring of her hairy 
asshole. It looked nasty in there but I figured since I'd just smelled the 
hell out of it, tasting it couldn't be so bad.
	I was wrong. I dove headlong into it, pointing my tongue into a 
wet cock and skewering her filthy anus deep. It was enveloped in assmeat 
and stung my tongue. I tried backing away, but Nancy just reached back and 
grabbed my ears, gluing my protesting face inside her open ass crack.
	"I said clean out my asshole, asshole!" she growled, rubbing my 
face up and down her crack until my tongue settled in for a spongy 
fucking.
	I let her have it with a rapid tongue fuck, sliding my wet prober 
in and out of her soiled shitter as fast as I could until the only thing 
as loud as her moaning in the room was the schlucking sound my tongue made 
flying in and out of her milking, wet butt. For five solid minutes I ate 
her fanny snack until my spit ran down the backs of her muscled thighs.
	"So, what did it taste like?" she asked with a laugh, sitting up.
	"After the first part, it didn't taste bad at all," I confessed. 
"Not that it would have made much difference to you."
	"Or these!" she hissed, slapping her mammoth thighs. "Tell me you 
didn't love sucking my ass clean! Look at you!"
	She pointed to my dowsing rod and sure enough, it stuck straight 
up, proud and anxious to be Nancy-handled one more time.  Flipping me to 
my back, she sat right on my face and ordered my mouth inside the hairy 
backdoor one more time. This time, her thick pads of ass hung over my face 
and lended to the smothering sensation of it all, which helped me along as 
Nancy pumped my freshly-stiffened cock in her tireless hand again. As she 
jerked me off, she ordered me to stick my tongue out and began to bounce 
her milky cheeks off of it, pounding her soaking wet shit hole with it 
again and again.  With her free hand, she fingered her juicy cunt until 
she came again, the hot sauce running down her pussy lips and into her 
asshole, where I hungrily sucked it down.
	All of which combined to put me over the edge one more time. As I 
started to come, Nancy twisted off my face, nearly breaking my nose, to 
spin those calves around to my dick. She plunked one meaty gam on the 
oozing head of my cock and painted the now soft muscle of her thick calf 
with my load. When I was done, she spun around and slapped the comey calf 
across my shitty face and ordered it cleaned. I opened my mouth and let 
her scrape the big leg over it, my tongue wiping off every drop of my hot 
load.
	"Not bad, number five and it's only been about an hour," Nancy 
said. "One more handjob from me for number six, and then maybe I'll let 
you plug all my holes for the next three!"
	My cock stirred already at the thought of plunging into her thick 
ass.  She smiled as she saw it move.
	"What about number 10?" I asked, crawling over to kiss her 
sneakers as she stood to do some calf raises. "How's that one gonna 
happen?"
	"I'm not sure," she hissed, stepping back to snap those tireless 
calves on my neck. "But I know it'll involve these!!"
	She kept up the calf scissors until I saw stars and again passed 
out. When I awoke, Nancy had me in a vicious bodyscissors, her thick 
thighs laced around my belly and back. She was on her side, squeezing 
hard, and facing my legs. It took me awhile to get the sensation of what 
she was doing, but with one hand she was rapidly jerking my tender cock, 
occasionally slapping it against the broad meat of her top thigh that was 
only inches away.
	"Come for me, baby," she growled, jerking it harder. "Come for me 
or I'll scissor your guts right out your fucking asshole!!"
	I feared she'd do it. I could barely breath and she was crushing 
me so hard, her massive thighs were also crushing my ribcage. I 
concentrated on the good feeling her handjobs always gave me and thought 
back to the time that goodlooking cop pulled her over. With me in the 
passenger seat, she quietly put her hand out to where he stood and 
convinced him not to give her a ticket by whipping out his sizable 
nightstick and giving him a side of the road handjob. Luckily, traffic was 
light and he pressed his crotch closer to her open window as Nancy's hand 
flew up and down on his pecker. It only took a couple of minutes for him 
to blast off and so great was his load, two massive spurts flew across the 
car and laced across my face before Nancy laughed and attached her vacuum 
lips to the spurting head, gobbling up the rest of the load. When he left, 
she turned to me and licked my face clean before making out with me, 
sharing the huge load between our mouths.
	I thought of that and instantly, I began to come. Nancy bent the 
head of my squirting dick down so the sixth load of the night gushed out 
and bubbled along the side of her top, gargantuan calf, all the while 
squeezing me harder still in her tireless scissors. She laughed and wiped 
my dickhead clean on her hairy shin.
	She unlocked the scissors and my breath came back to me in a giant 
rush of air. She rolled me free of the scissors and grabbed my hair to 
drag my face to the come-coated length of her big calf. I lazily ran my 
tongue through the goo, slurping it in as I went until it was clean and 
the entire length of her big lower leg shone with spit and spunk. She 
forced my head closer and rubbed the slime over my licking face some more.
	I rolled to my back, exhausted. Nancy, true to form, rolled to 
hers and began frigging her hairy pussy. Before I knew it, she'd flopped 
closer to me and draped her massive thighs over my head, positioning my 
mouth next to her gash. She ordered me to tongue fuck her cunt while she 
fingered herself to yet another orgasm that bathed my soaked face.
	Finally, she rested for a few minutes, but still with those big 
thighs over my head. I tried to sleep, but she kept tensing the hammy 
backs of her bursting thighs, dribbling my head under them life a 
basketball. I snaked my tongue out to lick the plank-hard muscles of her 
hamstrings and she laughed.
	"You must be ready again," she cooed, sliding three fingers in her 
pussy. "Let me see."
	I stood up and sure enough, my rubbery dick was trying to stand up 
straight.
	"Dive in, big boy!" she squealed, opening her long, strong legs 
wide. "You  go soft on me, you're a dead man."
	I had no intention of going soft and even if I did, once I laid on 
top of her and let me sore cock sink into her red hot cunt, I couldn't. 
Instantly, I got hard as stone again as Nancy violently locked her long 
legs around my back and crushed me in a fuck scissors. Her feet banged off 
my ass to command me to fuck her harder, and I obeyed. She dragged my face 
to her chest and lifted her shirt and I was lost in the smotherhold of her 
thick, freckled tits.
	"Shit, if this wasn't calf night I'd have you paint my tits with 
come and make you lick them clean while you still fucked me," she hissed, 
chewing on my ear as I fucked her harder still.
	It took awhile, but I got the feeling back that I was going to 
come and told her so. She pushed me out of her soggy cunt with her feet 
and placed her legs flat on the floor.
	"Give it to me, give me number seven all over my shins," she 
ordered me.
	I sat back and jacked off all over her meaty lower legs, or as 
much as I could after six ball-wrenching come shots. The stuff barely 
oozed out by now, but there it was, watery and running down the sides of 
her muscled calves. She smiled and crossed her legs over each other until 
every inch of her fabulous lower legs were coated with my goo.
	"Clean me up, now," she ordered me, anxious to get on with it.
	I leaned down and started sucking the fluid off her hairy shins 
before moving to the sides where the big muscle was creased. She lifted 
one leg at a time so I could suck clean the stuff that was coating the 
backs of those mammoth calves. My dick shrunk as I did and I didn't think 
I'd ever get it up again.
	Nancy rolled to her belly and spread her hammy asscheeks with her 
hands. Her filthy asshole winked at me. She looked at me over her 
shoulder.
	"Suck on that thing, tongue it deep and don't come up for air 
until you're hard enough to stick it in!" she growled.
	I obeyed blindly. I laid down on her thick legs and began mashing 
my soft cock into the hardness of her calves as I just buried my whole 
face in the suffocating confines of her stinky asscrack. I licked and 
sucked and probed so much that I was able to get my teeth and lips around 
the outer ring of her asshole. I've got a long tongue and she loves it 
when I stick it all the way out and just drill her shitchute with it, 
which I was doing. I had my mouth so far inside her foul backdoor that my 
face was literally sucked inside. My nose was lost in her upper asscrack 
and her slimy buttcheeks were clutching the sides of my head up to my 
fucking ears.
	As I ate her asshole, Nancy opened her calves and locked my soft 
cock inside. The combination of total domination and those calves got me 
hard again in a few minutes, and this amazed me and delighted her. She 
farted my face away and I got up to just lay flat on her, my dick sinking 
easily up to the balls in her tireless asshole. As tight as her pussy was, 
her ass was twice as tight, no mean feat considering we fuck in the ass 
constantly and she loves nothing better than fucking this big-cocked black 
stud at work, taking him up her bum five times or more a night.
	"Oh, shit, do it deep, deeper, deeper," she moaned, vibrating her 
milky white cheeks on my stem. 
	Amazingly, it didn't take much to make me give up my eighth load 
of the night. I pulled out and slid down to stick it back in those calves, 
which she locked up tight and milked on my cock. As I fucked them, I 
leaned forward to retongue her soaking wet asshole and tasted a little bit 
of come that had leaked out of my dick, which was now leaking out its load 
inside her velvety muscles.
	I finished coming and sat back, exhausted. Nancy parted her thick 
calves and strings of goo clung between them. I sighed and bent and sucked 
them clean.
	"Man, you got more come in your belly tonight than I did at that 
party last month!" Nancy laughed, flexing the balls of meat in my sucking 
mouth.
	That was one helluva party. All she wanted to do was suck cock 
that night and between blowing all the guys at that house twice or more, 
she swallowed a good 30 loads. Her big belly was bloated by the time we 
left. And she was especially proud of the fact that she'd even blown this 
gay guy. She'd convinced him to let her suck his 10-inch prong after a 
half hour of prolonged headscissors and facesitting, in front of everyone. 
By the time she'd locked him in a reverse facescissors, his mouth lost in 
her ass, he was just anxious to blast his load in her face and leave the 
party, ashamed. Nancy said it was one of the biggest loads she'd ever 
swallowed.
	She let me rest a few minutes, using the time to finger fuck her 
gushing cunt one more time. I couldn't resist and went down on her just in 
time to suck up her juices as she came in a rush and a clap of thighs on 
my head.
	"OK, ready to give up number nine?" she giggled.
	"Don't think so," I sighed. "My dick is killing me."
	"So's your head!!!" she roared and slapped her thighs shut on my 
face.
	My head was lost in the sopping bush of her pussy and she pounded 
her tireless legs on my head. I felt the thick cords of inner thigh muscle 
leap out into action and tear into my trapped skull. My head was being 
crushed, I couldn't breathe and all I could smell was cunt. So naturally, 
after five minutes of this, my dick strained for a new erection.
	She rolled me to my back, got up and sat on my face, extending her 
long legs out behind her to scoop me up in another reverse facescissors. 
My mouth was lost in the thick wetness of her flubby ass, and as good as 
it felt, I didn't think I could come again. I was wrong. Nancy leaned 
forward and enveloped my entire rubbery cock in her hot mouth, fondling my 
aching balls with one hand and jerking my dick into her face with the 
other. She wasn't wasting any time. She was going after number nine in a 
hurry. And it didn't take that long. As she blew me with extraordinary 
skill, I thought back to that time we had a teenage boy cutting our lawn 
one summer.
          The kid was built, smooth and muscular, and shy. Nancy invited 
him in for lemonade one day while wearing the shortest pair of shorts she 
had, thick hunks of her gorgeous ass hanging out. I hid in the other room 
and watched her work her magic. She was giving him quite a leg show and 
soon had him on his knees kissing every inch of their muscular 
magnificence before locking him in a tight standing headscissors. I 
laughed to myself as I watched the kid's enormous pecker strain at his 
shorts. She let him up to suckle her fat tits for a few moments before 
hitting her knees before him to free the monster in his shorts.
    When she yanked them down, her eyes lit up: The thing was a good foot 
long and as thick around as her wrist. IN seconds, she had the big dick 
all the way down her talented throat and even stuck her long tongue out 
underneath to lap at his heavy nuts. Nancy gives very, very good head and 
within 30 seconds, she had this kid giving up a load so massive she 
couldn't swallow it all. It leaked out the sides and down her chin to her 
swinging boobs. But she kept sucking him long after he'd come and cried 
out in pleasure and goddam if he wasn't hard again a minute later. Nancy's 
mouth never left the kid's dick for the next hour until she'd sucked five 
loads from him. When she finished, she got up, wiped her goopy chin, 
smiled at the kid and then nailed him a long, comey french kiss. The kid 
tried pulling away, but Nancy kneed his nuts until he fell before her 
where she pulled his face into her crotch and just rubbed it until she 
came with a slap of thigh on his ears. He left and we never saw him again.
	Just thinking of that put me over the edge and I felt my cock 
draining into her mouth. After eight come shots, you don't shoot, you 
ooze, and whatever I had left I was depositing in her cheeks. She sucked 
every drop from me and then unlocked the scissors from my head. Sitting 
back on my face, she pulled her legs before her and let the come drip from 
her lips onto those mammoth calves. She slid off my face and ordered me 
in. I obeyed, sucking in the watery residue of load number nine from her 
freckled calves.
	"Shit, Nancy, I didn't think I could do it," I moaned, slobbering 
over her legs until they were clean of come and shone with spit.
	"You didn't, I did all the work," she laughed. "Besides, you ain't 
done yet."
	I flopped to my back and dozed. Mercifully, she let me and for a 
half hour I slept like a rock. But when I awoke, I saw this huge cock in 
my face. Looking up, it was the teenager who'd cut our lawn and given my 
wife five face fucks that day.
	"What the fuck?" I asked groggily, sitting up.
	"Suck it!" Nancy screamed at me, grabbing my hair and pushing my 
face to his dick. "Take it in your fucking mouth!"
	Nancy loved my bisexuality and often we'd fuck guys together. But 
I'd never sucked a cock this big before. It would be a challenge.
	I opened wide and took the foot-long monster in my mouth. The kid 
moaned and I felt good. He was laying on his back, me between his smooth, 
muscled legs and I worked his big cock like a pro, sliding my lips down on 
it and jerking it back up with my hand. Occasionally, I'd stop and suck 
both bloated balls into my mouth before resuming my blowjob. This was one 
gorgeous cock and I was trying to milk it dry.
	But Nancy had other ideas. She was sitting on my legs, massaging 
my ass when I felt a wet finger slide up my shitter. Then two, three and 
soon she was working four fingers deep inside me and fucking me good. It 
felt great, especially with this kid's massive dong deep in my face.
	"OK, get ready for number 10," she groaned, pulling her hand out 
of my ass and getting me to my hands and knees.
	I thought the kid would split me open. He grabbed my hips and 
gently, at first, put the head of his huge dick in my open ass before 
thrusting forward with a vengeance to fuck me deeper than anyone had ever 
fucked me. I let out a scream of pain and pleasure and then just went for 
the ride. The kid was pounding me now, his slim hips slamming my fat ass, 
his heavy balls slapping off my rump as he fucked me gloriously hard and 
fast. I had my eyes closed and didn't know where Nancy was until I felt 
the unmistakable clamp of calf on my cock. She'd laid down before me and 
stuck her legs underneath to scissor my now-hard cock in those gorgeous 
gams one last time.
	It didn't take long. The kid's huge wang was massaging my prostate 
to a fairtheewell, hitting all the right buttons. I didn't think I could 
manage the 10th load, but his big dick and Nancy's big calves proved me 
wrong. In minutes, I was jettisoning a surprisingly huge load keep in 
Nancy's scissoring calves which she kept clamped tight on me until she'd 
wrung every drop from it. When she slid out, I was surprised to see such a 
big load lining her freckled calf meat.
	"Let me at 'em, baby," I drooled, bending over to suck on them.
	"Uh-uh, not yet, lover," she hissed, looking at the kid filling my 
asshole as he continued to slam-fuck me hard. "Get down here, you, and 
contribute!!"
	The kid blindly obeyed, pulling out of my ass with a sclucking 
sound. He laid down near Nancy and she laid back, scissoring his gigantic, 
greasy cock in her comey calves. Fucking him with them, she ordered him to 
come. As huge as her calves are, there was no way she could beef them up 
to hide his spurting joint the way she could mine. The kid arched his back 
and let fly a load that would have drowned me had he come in my mouth. The 
stuff flew out in a huge arc, thick and white and damn near steaming, 
straight up in the air about three feet before falling back down on those 
mammoth, hairy calves. He gave up about five mile-high spurts before the 
rest just shot out in mortal volume. When he was finished, I looked at my 
wife's legs in astonishment. There wasn't a come-free spot on them from 
knees to socks, and the stuff was thick and lumpy and a good half-inch 
thick.
	The kid left his dick in there and I went to work, first sucking 
the remaining jism from his huge dickhead and blowing him a bit for the 
hell of it. Then I concentrated on Nancy's come-coated legs, starting high 
and licking my way through the field of spunk, sucking up huge mouthfuls 
of the kid's joy juice until I could barely swallow it By the time I 
worked my way around the kid's big prong and was cleaning the stuff off 
Nancy's drooping socks, she'd come herself yet one more time. I sat up, 
huge clumps of his stuff on my face. Nancy smiled and motioned me over. We 
kissed long and wet.
	"Get down there and clean me some more," she ordered the kid, who 
meekly bent to her calves and started sucking up the drops I'd missed.
	"Oh, another come convert, huh?" I said, sliding my tongue into 
her mouth coated with jizz.
	"Yeah," she drooled. "Think we can get 10 out of him?"
	"In about a half hour," I laughed. "Any ideas how to milk him?"
	She laughed and within the minute, I was sitting on his lap, 
taking every inch up my aching ass. And Nancy sat in my lap, taking my 
suddenly rocky dick up her's.
	More records would be broken this night...