Most of us lead two lives-real and fantasy. The housewife imagines herself leading a life of luxury. The businessman imagines himself away from the rat race, fishing by a quiet lake. The schoolboy dreams of becoming a famous athlete. And then there are sexual fantasies-wild dreams that we seldom expect to see come true.
In this story, Brandi has learned to be honest with her sexual desires, and she becomes a woman whom many would brand a slut and others would merely call liberated. She is a woman dedicated to becoming a sexually liberated soul-a person who not only feels sexually free, but who has been compelled to unshackle others from the bonds of Puritanism.
THE WIFE'S HOT ORGY deals with a volatile issue, an issue that government has tried to define, that churches have tried to repress, that swingers have tried to advocate-but perhaps the answer lies with the individual. Let him or her decide his own standard of morality where sex between consenting individuals is concerned, just as Brandi has done.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Of all the things she had done, Brandi had never done anything like this-waking up in bed with a complete stranger! She was completely naked, and so was he.
It must have been some party, she thought to herself as she stretched under the warm sheets. But she couldn't remember a thing. How she got here was a complete mystery to her.
The only thing I can safely assume, she thought, is that you and I fucked. She smiled as she looked down at the naked sleeping man. He was ruggedly handsome, blond and tanned, with huge broad shoulders and a powerful hairy chest. And I have a suspicion it was a very good fuck, she thought. I just wish I could remember it.
I don't even know your name. Thank goodness I can still remember my own. I wonder if I've got amnesia or something. I don't feel like I had too much to drink or anything like that. But can you have amnesia and still remember your own name?
She didn't know why she was there, but she could see no reason why she shouldn't enjoy it so long as she was. You didn't end up in bed with a handsome brute like this very often, even if you had planned it that way.
I wonder how big his cock is, she thought, feeling devilish and sly since she was awake and he wasn't. It seems like such a silly question, she thought. After all, I had it in me last night, just a few hours ago. I should remember what it felt like.
But she didn't remember. She wanted to see it. Slowly, carefully she peeled the sheet down his body. There, lying limply between his thighs, was the largest prick she had ever seen. Even soft it was enormous, long and thick.
God, you'd think I'd remember that one! she thought. Instinctively her hand went to her cunt and rubbed it gently, trying to see if it felt sore from having been reamed by that monster last night. And in fact it did feel a little tender.
I thought I'd seen some pretty big ones, she thought. But this is ridiculous. She stared at the long limp prick, still rubbing her pussylips unconsciously with one hand. God, I wish I could remember last night! she thought.
But there was a way to make last night come back. At least in a way. Carefully, so as not to wake him, she slid down his body, bringing her face close to his crotch. He's so vulnerable, she thought. Her hands lifted his prick gently and he didn't move.
Brandi extended her tongue and began to lick it. She held the bulbous head of his cock between her fingers softly and swathed it with the silky wetness of her tongue. He groaned in his sleep. His cock began to swell. Oh yes! she thought.
She sucked it into her mouth and began stroking it with her fingers. It only took his cock a few seconds to grow as stiff as an iron rod. It jumped and throbbed wildly. Brandi swirled her tongue around it. She sucked it more passionately, feeling her own sexual excitement grow as his rigid prick probed her warm mouth.
She cradled his balls in one hand and gently squeezed the shaft of his cock with the other. God, what a beautiful big monster you've got, she thought. I want you to put it in me again, so that I can remember it this time. But I want to keep sucking it too. It feels so good! It would feel so good to have him shoot off in my mouth.
But suddenly she knew that he was awake. She felt his body grow more tense, felt him stir. Briefly she glanced up his chest to his face and saw him grinning sleepily down at her.
"Don't let me interrupt," he said softly.
"Oh, you won't," Brandi murmured.
Knowing she had an audience now, she let him watch her skill. She bathed his cock in her warm spit, tickling the sensitive part of the head with her tongue. She could hear him gasping with pleasure.
Finally she took it into her warm wet mouth again. Her clinging lips leeched pleasure out of his twitching prick. He groaned, his body stiffening and thrusting instinctively.
Oh no you don't, Brandi thought, taking it out of her mouth. I'm not going to let you come until I get what I came for.
She held his jumping cock in her hand, marveling again at its gigantic size. Mmmmmmmm, she thought. Paradise!
Then, before he knew it, she straddled his hips with her thighs and crouched over him. Her lips met his and she slithered her tongue between his teeth, kissing him hotly. His hands came up to her dangling tits. He clutched the firm round globes eagerly, his thumbs rasping against her sensitive nipples.
"Did we do it good last night?" she asked through the kiss, panting now.
"Oh, very good," he said.
"Mmmmmmmm, I don't remember," Brandi murmured. "You'll have to show me all over again, I'm afraid."
She reached down and grabbed his massive pulsing cock, feeding it into her warm buttery slit. She lowered herself onto the gigantic cock, biting her bottom lip as she felt it rear up into her.
"Oh, don't be afraid," he joked softly.
"Ohhnngggggg!" Brandi moaned.
She dangled her tits in his face, wincing with pleasure as his clinging lips clenched her swollen nipples. He sucked them passionately. She could feel the hot waves of urgent sexual pleasure flooding her body.
"Unhhh! Oh! Unngghhh!" she sighed, moving her wet cunt up and down on his rigid stalk. "God, it's so big!"
"That's what you said last night," he smiled.
Her poor pussy felt stuffed and crammed by it. She felt like it might split her open. Never had she had such an enormous prick inside her.
She lowered herself down gingerly on the huge cock, carefully feeling how far it would penetrate her. Her whole body was gripped by shivers of sexual excitement as she felt it sink deeply into her. And his mouth on her nipples was driving her crazy. It felt like he wanted to swallow them.
"Last night you wanted it really hard," he panted, squeezing her tits roughly in his hands.
"I did?"
"You sure did."
Brandi began fucking up and down more rapidly on his gigantic prick. She could feel it pierce something deep inside her. But it didn't hurt, except in such a way that made her eager for more.
"Then give it to me that way again," she panted into his mouth, kissing him with mounting passion.
"Are you sure?"
"God, yes I'm sure!" she whispered.
Suddenly he rolled her over onto her back. Brandi began whimpering uncontrollably, wanting to stop herself but unable to. God, he's going to tear me open with that huge thing of his! she thought.
But he started to fuck her gently at first. Again he kissed her mouth and her tits, sucking her flaring nipples. At the same his huge fierce cock rode relentlessly in and out of her juicy slit. Brandi moaned and tossed on the sheet. She was totally at his mercy. He could do anything he wanted to her.
"Ohhhhh God, fuck me!" she moaned. "God, it's so gooood!"
Now he grasped her head in his hands and began to kiss her sensual mouth with rough passion. He began to fuck her more roughly too. Again and again he crammed her tight cunt full of his gigantic prick. Small tight squeals escaped from Brandi's throat as she felt the huge thing spear her aching pussy.
"Neeee! Ohn! Oh ... gneee!" she whimpered, bucking her hips, clasping her quivering legs around his thighs.
"Oh baby, yes, yes! You're good, so good!" he panted into her ear, jabbing her with his massive tool.
"Owwnnggg!" Brandi moaned sharply as she felt it pierce the very depths of her cunt.
"Don't you want all of it?" he said hypnotically. "Baby, don't you want all of it?"
Somehow, through the hot haze of her sexual throbbing, Brandi could feel him lifting her legs up into the air. He hooked his arms around the back of her knees. Her feet flailed in the air. And what was he saying? All of it? Hadn't she already taken all of it? She was already nearly split open by the monstrous thing.
But there was no way she could resist him. Her body was one quivering mass of need. Pliant and trembling, she begged him, "Fuck me! Fuck me any way you want to! Make me come! I'm so close! I'm going to come! Fuck me hard!"
"Don't you want all of it?" he whispered again.
Brandi glanced down her body. She could see his gigantic rod protruding from the swollen lips of her impaled pussy. Slowly it slid in and out of her.
"Yesssss! I want it all!" she moaned.
She watched as this time the whole thing disappeared into her pussy. She gasped for breath. Her entire body seemed engorged with it. Her incredibly stretched cunt flashed with pain.
"Oh God, it hurts!" she panted, tears squirting from her eyes.
"Do you want me to stop?" he asked.
She shook her head quickly. The pain was at the same time wildly pleasurable.
"I don't want you to ever stop," she panted.
He drew his cock out and speared her with it again. Again and again he fucked her violently, piercing her creaming pussy with his massive cock.
"Ungh! Owwnngggg! Ouch! Anngghh!" Brandi grunted and moaned as the fierce thing ploughed her streaming trench.
It was a curious cross between being tortured and being fucked at the same time. She writhed and twisted with intense pleasure in his arms, shuddering with nearly unbearable spasms each time his enormous cock pierced her.
"Oh yes ... oh yes!" she panted, bucking her hips wildly. "I'm going to come!"
She could feel a super orgasm approaching. A hot throbbing urgency was blooming inside her writhing body. Oh God, fuck me! It's so good! She tried to keep her eyes open so she could watch the monstrous prick penetrate her little pussy to the hilt.
Suddenly she realized that she didn't even know his name. But it was too late to care about that. Her body was out of control. A huge climax was just around the corner.
Gasping and mewling mindlessly, she clawed his back and flung her streaming cunt up onto his furiously thrusting prick.
"God ... I don't even know your name!" she gasped.
He kissed her mouth again, bending her jack-knifed body nearly double in the process. Then he jabbed her to the quick with his massive cock.
"Aaoowwnngghh!" Brandi wailed.
"Mike," he panted. "Call me Mike."
Brandi barely heard him. She was delirious with need now. She squirmed wildly under him. He plunged his huge cock in and out of her with fierce desire.
Suddenly it felt like the earth opened up and swallowed her. She was ruptured by an orgasm of killing intensity.
"Aannnoowwnngggg!" she howled, her taut body flexing and surging wildly. "Oonngghh! Aannngghhiieeee!"
Furiously he pumped his cock in and out of her climaxing cunt. The hot coming wrenched Brandi violently. And she could feel the hard urgency of his body as his huge prick reamed her pussy. Come, baby, come! she thought. Shoot it into me!
And within seconds she felt his prick erupt inside of her. Quick spurts of hot jism sluiced her hungry cunt. Mike's body shuddered and he groaned with pleasure as he ripped his spouting prick deep into her.
"Oh God, yes! God, yesssss!" Brandi sighed, coiling around him, feeling his warm cum fill her.
It had been the most exciting fuck of her life-except perhaps for the one last night that she didn't remember-and she didn't want it to end. She squeezed his limp cock with her pussy muscles, not wanting him to take it out of her.
"Mmmmmmmm," he grinned. "You've got talent."
She smiled and kissed him. "You've got more than talent," she murmured. "You've got this."
She squeezed his cock again, loving the feel of it in her even when it wasn't stiff.
"Oh, you mean this little thing?" he mocked.
He withdrew it from her cunt. Then he straddled her arms with his knees and dangled his massive limp tool in her face, brushing her lips with its head. A glimmering droplet of cum oozed from the eye of his prick. Brandi flicked it off with her tongue, swallowing greedily.
"Have you got any more where that came from?" she asked.
"Plenty," Mike nodded.
He grimaced with intense pleasure as she sucked the head of his cock into her sensual mouth. It took her only a few minutes to get it hard again. She spent the rest of the morning in bed with Mike, whose staying power was improved now that he had climaxed once already.
Brandi came three more times before getting him to come in her mouth. Finally they realized they were fucked out and could come no more. They dressed.
"Hey, where are we anyway?" Brandi asked.
"This is Carla Mason's house," Mike said. "There was a party here last night." He looked at her oddly. "You weren't kidding-you really don't remember?"
Brandi shook her head. "I really wasn't kidding."
"Well, maybe you should see a doctor or something."
Brandi walked over to him and kissed him. She grabbed his limp cock through his pants and squeezed it. "You're the only doctor I need," she said.
Mike glanced at his watch. "Sorry, I've got to run. I've got an appointment at noon."
"Here, don't leave without this," Brandi said, quickly scribbling down her phone number on a piece of paper.
Funny I can remember some things and not other things, she thought.
"Will I see you again?" she whispered, kissing him at the door.
The thought of having to go through life without being reamed again by that stupendous cock of his made her sad.
Mike winked. "How about tonight?"
Brandi could feel her ravaged cunt juicing again at the very thought of it.
"Promise?" she said.
He nodded and was gone outside the door in a flash, before she could tempt him back inside the bedroom for another quickie.
CHAPTER TWO
Brandi peeped nervously outside the door and looked up and down the empty hallway. She realized that she still didn't know where she was. Carla Mason's house? Who was Carla Mason?
And what was I doing at a party at her house? Brandi thought. Is she a friend of mine? Well, I'm still going to have to think of some way to get home from here. She went out into the hall and started walking in the direction of the stairs.
I just hope I can remember my address, she thought. She started repeating her address to herself when her concentration was interrupted by the sound of sexual moaning coming from one of the rooms she passed.
Brandi stopped in her tracks. She knew it was indecent of her to eavesdrop, but she couldn't help herself. Just inside the door where she was now standing, some girl was getting beautifully screwed. Brandi knew it must be beautiful from the sounds the girl was making.
"Ohhhnnnnn ... oh yesssss! Don't stop! Ohhhnnnnn!" came the muffled moaning from behind the door.
Even though she thought that fucking all morning with Mike had got sex out of her system for a while, Brandi felt her body quiver with renewed heat. She couldn't stop herself from drawing closer to the door. She put her ear to it, trying to hear more.
But there was only soft muffled panting and groaning. Beyond the fact that someone was fucking in there, she couldn't figure out what was going on. Her curiosity got the better of her. God, I wish I could see it! she thought, flushing with shame.
Still, she pushed against the door gently, just to see if it was tightly shut. To her surprise, it opened a tiny crack. They must have been in such a hurry that they forgot to shut it carefully, she thought.
She pushed it a little more, opening it further.
Now she could see them. To her astonishment, there were three! She didn't think of herself as a prude, but the idea of fucking with two men instead of just one had never occurred to her before. It made a hot excited flame of lust suddenly flare up in the pit of her stomach.
She watched the scene inside the room with fascination. A very beautiful, naked, dark-haired girl was being fucked by the two men. She was lying on her back with her legs raised high in the air. One of the men was at her head, his long thick cock in her mouth, holding her legs up by the ankles. The other one was fucking her pussy, leaning forward and squeezing her large, full tits with his hands at the same time.
All three of them seemed to Brandi to be locked into a timeless trance of fucking. At first she was worried that they might notice her watching, and become angry. But she soon realized that they probably wouldn't have heard a bomb go off outside the door. They were completely hypnotized by the fucking.
"Ohhhnnnnn! Ah! Annggh! Oh yes! Yes!" the girl panted.
She swirled her tongue around the cock in her mouth, stroking its long stalk with both hands, feeding it back between her lips. The man fucked gently into her mouth while she sucked him.
The other man slid his fat prick relentlessly in and out of her clinging cunt. Brandi watched, absorbed in the scene. So this is what it looks like! She had always been the one being fucked, the one whose pussy was stuffed with cock. She had never actually seen another cunt getting fucked.
The guy had a large fat prick that stretched the girl's cuntlips fantastically. Brandi reached under her skirt and caressed her own wet cuntlips, imagining how it might feel to have that fat thing in her. She couldn't understand why she was so consumed with lust. She knew that if Mike was still there she would run back to him and beg him to fuck her again with his gigantic tool.
Meanwhile, the girl on the bed was going crazy with sexual desire. She churned and tossed, her tits rolling, her hips undulating.
"Oh, God, ohhhhhnnnn God, fuck me!" she moaned. "Fuck me, yessssss! God, it feels good!"
The man at the top withdrew his cock from her mouth. He began to kiss and suck her firm tits, pinching her large brownish nipples sharply with his lips.
"Anngghhh!" the girl gasped, writhing uncontrollably.
The other man speared her pussy roughly with his thick prick. She whimpered and her body shuddered.
Brandi raised her fist to her mouth, her eyes wide with fascination. The two men were really beginning to use the girl's body brutally. But she realized that the girl was so far gone in lust that she actually wanted them to do it. The more their rough hands twisted and pinched her flesh, the more she mewled with pleasure.
"Unghh! Oh! Ohggnn, yes! Yes, yes!" she pleaded. "Do it hard! Oh fuck me! Fuck me hard! Harder!"
Brandi could also see that the brutality further excited the two men. Their twitching purplish cocks seemed to grow stiffer. They manipulated her supple body more urgently. The one who had been fucking her tight pussy relinquished his position to the other one.
They let her legs fall back to the mattress. The second man climbed between her spread thighs and inserted his cock in her streaming cunt hole. He ripped it up into her viciously.
"Aawwoonnggggg!" she moaned, her face transfixed with unbearable pleasure. "Oh yessss!"
The one with the fat prick nudged it against her lips. She opened her mouth and began sucking him wildly while the second one fucked her. The one she was sucking held her head and fucked her mouth roughly. Muffled grunts and sobs of lust came from her throat.
To Branch, it was horrible and thrilling at the same time. She would have been appalled if she had not realized that the girl was enjoying it all so much. Her body writhed and shuddered with pleasure. Her moan of lust made Brandi quiver. She could feel the juice from her hungry pussy trickling down her thigh.
Oh God, to be fucked like that! she thought. Her blood raced, her breath was short. She massaged her own wet pussylips with two fingers, feeling the fires leap inside her cunt. She wanted to join them, but she was too afraid. They might not want anyone else. Another body might upset the rhythms they had established.
"Unh! Unh! Oh God! Unhgg!" the girl on the bed grunted, writhing and twisting.
The man at the top with the fat cock suddenly withdrew it from her mouth. He reached over to the bedstand for a tube of K-Y jelly and swabbed his rigid monstrous prick with it.
Then, with the first man's cock still sunk in her pussy, they rolled her over onto her side. The girl's body quivered uncontrollably. She knew what they were planning to do. A look of intermingled lust and fear passed over her beautiful face.
"Oh! Ohhhh!" she panted and moaned.
The second man crouched behind her, his thick greasy cock twitching just inches from the smooth round moons of her ass. He parted them with his hands and probed for her asshole with the swollen head of his prick.
"Ooooooohhhh! Oooooohhhh!" the girl shuddered, gritting her teeth.
He quickly opened her asshole with his fingers and guided his stiff prick into it. And even though his cock was huge and fat, the lubricant made it slide into her easily.
"Aawwoonnnngggg!" the girl groaned as he crammed his large prick deep into her ass.
Now she was pinned between them, impaled on both stiff surging cocks. The first man fucked her pussy relentlessly, and the second man fucked her asshole with quick brutal jabs. The girl wailed and moaned, writhing between them. She pushed her skewered cunt and asshole down on their rearing pricks, shimmying her hips and groaning with wanton lust.
From where she stood, reeling against the door-jamb, Brandi could see everything. She could see the poor girl's stretched pussy and asshole, stuffed to the splitting point by the two surging cocks. She realized that, instead of fear, she felt envy. She wished it was her own cunt and asshole that were being so excitedly crammed with cock.
She couldn't tear her eyes away from the tumultuous scene on the bed. The three of them were thrashing and struggling wildly as their climaxes approached. The man who was fucking the girl's asshole grabbed her tits from behind. He squeezed the firm globes viciously, feeding the swelling nipples into the mouth of the one who was fucking her pussy.
"Ohhhhnnnnnn!" the girl moaned, writhing, delirious with intense sexual pleasure.
Brandi could feel her own nipples throbbing, aching to be sucked. She rubbed her tingling clit rapidly with one hand. The other she slipped under her shirt, squeezing her own warm tits frantically, tweaking the sensitive nipples.
"Oh!" Brandi gasped out loud. "Oh! Unnnn!"
But the three on the bed were all gasping and moaning so loudly that they didn't hear her. The two men had increased the tempo. Now they were both fucking the girl with short quick jabs, spearing her pussy and asshole brutally. She panted wildly, her beautiful face torn with winces of pleasure and pain as the two large pricks plunged in and out of her.
Suddenly the girl's body seemed to freeze and stiffen. She's going to come! Brandi thought, softly gagging with pleasure as she rubbed her own clit frantically. Oh, me too, me too!
The men sensed it too. They impaled the girl more and more vigorously on their surging red cocks. Then suddenly her deafening screams split the air.
"AAANNNGGGHHHIIIEEE!" she wailed. "Ohhnnnngg! OH SHIT, FUCK MEEEEEE!"
Her body flipped and thrashed uncontrollably between them. And the two men raped and reamed her cunt and asshole fiercely. Through her lust-fogged eyes, Brandi could see them coming too.
Roaring violently, they pumped loads of hot jism into her. Brandi could see it leaking out the stretched lips of the girl's cunt and the widely distended ring of her asshole.
But more exciting than the scene on the bed was the reaction it had aroused in her. She dropped her other hand from her tits to her pussy too, just as the three of them exploded with coming. Still rubbing her clit with her first hand, she plunged all five fingers of her second hand into the wet silky hole of her pussy, fucking herself rapidly.
And she was coming within seconds, her soft muffled whimpering mingling with their loud screams and roaring.
"Mmmmeeeeee!" she wailed softly, biting down on her upper lip to keep from screaming out loud. "Oh! Nnneee!"
But now she knew that they would discover her for sure, if she didn't make a fast getaway. She pulled the door softly shut behind her. For a few seconds she remained trembling with her back against the wall, waiting for the aftershocks of her orgasm to wane in her cunt.
Then she withdrew her sticky hands from her groin and wiped them on her skirt. My God, I've never done anything like this before! she thought, giggling. I've never done anything like that before either, she thought, remembering the three people on the bed in the room behind her.
Do you suppose that was Carla Mason? she wondered as she made her way downstairs and out of the house. She looked around, trying to remember the party that supposedly had been held there the previous night, the party at which she had been a guest.
Nothing at all was familiar. She didn't know how she got there. The only thing she was able to remember was where she had parked her car, and her address. And so she got into the car and drove home.
CHAPTER THREE
Brandi was lying in the bathtub, letting the warm water soothe her aching pussy and thinking about the events of the morning, when a strange man suddenly walked into the bathroom. She bolted straight upright in the tub, grabbing for a towel, anything, to cover her naked body.
"Who are you?" she gasped in shock and anger.
The man looked puzzled and began brushing his teeth. Well, at least he doesn't want to rape me, Brandi thought. In a way, that was kind of insuiting when you were as beautiful as Brandi was.
"What do you mean, who am I?" he mumbled through the foaming toothpaste.
The closest towel was hanging on a rack in back of the door, several feet from the tub. Brandi couldn't reach it. There was nothing she could do to cover her wet body except to cross her arms over her breasts.
"What are you doing that for?" the man laughed.
He was quite handsome, she began to notice. He had a craggy jaw and an unruly shock of black hair. His shoulders were broad. The part of his chest that she could see through his open shift front was hairy and virile. She found herself wondering about the size of his cock. It was something she had never thought about much until this morning's bout with Mike.
"You still haven't answered my question," Brandi said in measured tones. "Who are you and what are you doing in my house?"
Especially since you're obviously more interested in brushing your teeth than you are in raping me, she thought. Even though I'm totally naked. And not unwilling, if the truth were known, she thought, flushing suddenly with shame. After all the fucking she had done this morning-and last night too, apparently-she couldn't imagine how she could still be feeling this way.
"Your house?" the man grinned. "Are you sure you're feeling okay, Brandi?"
Brandi gulped. He even knows my name! she thought.
"Well, it is my place," she said. "I even have a key."
"Of course you have a key," he chuckled, scratching his head. "Is this some kind of joke or something?"
"Not unless you think it's funny to walk in on naked strangers when they're taking a bath," Brandi said.
She was indignant. Still, he had begun to look hungrily at her wet shiny body. The feeling of his eyes so boldly staring at her flesh made Brandi's blood heat up again, I'm becoming a regular nympho, she thought. Wanting to go to bed with all these perfect strangers.
The man rinsed out his mouth and replaced his toothbrush, which oddly enough seemed to belong where he put it. He walked closer to the tub, looking down at her. Suddenly he bent down and scooped up her chin in one strong hand, drawing her mouth close to his.
"Let me see if this doesn't refresh your memory," he murmured.
Brandi yielded her lips to him almost eagerly. I don't know who you are, she thought, but this part I don't mind a bit. She parted her lips and let his tongue slither into her mouth. She stabbed at it with her own, kissing him back passionately.
Then she felt his hands slip through her crossed arms and grasp her warm, damp tits. He squeezed and rubbed the firm round globes urgently.
"Mmmmmmmm," she whispered in his ear. "Can't we find some place more comfortable to do this?"
"I suppose we can if you dry off," he said. "But I sort of like you wet."
Brandi threw her head back and gave a throaty laugh of pleasure.
"You want to fuck me right here in the bathtub? It might be a little messy."
But already he was pulling her up, handing her a towel. He helped her dry off, kissing parts of her body as he went.
"I don't suppose you want to tell me where you were last night," he said in a remarkably gently voice.
Brandi was puzzled. If he was someone who had a right to know, then why was he being so calm about it? And if he was someone who didn't have any right to know, then why had he asked?
"I was at a party," she said, wondering what effect that would have. "At Carla Mason's house."
She still didn't have the vaguest idea who Carla Mason was, but at least her answer sounded authentic. And it was, too.
"Mmmmmmmm," she hummed as his lips finally reached one of her tits and he drew her nipple into his mouth.
She had never known her capacity for sex was so great. All of a sudden it seemed like she couldn't get enough.
"Mmmmmmm, that feels good," she whispered. "Let's go into the bedroom."
She didn't have any trouble persuading him. He hardly took his hands off her body for a second as they stumbled down the hallway toward the bedroom. He pinched her bare ass playfully and Brandi's body trembled in surprising shivers of lust.
"Ooooohh!" she squealed, feeling her cunt ooze with fresh juice.
She fell back onto the bed, pulling him down on top of her. She didn't even bother to pull down the bedspread. He was only half out of his shirt and still had his pants on. But she could feel the hard lump of his cock through the cloth. Oh God, how I love fucking! she thought. Her mouth tore at his.
He slid out of his shirt and she helped him unzip his pants as they kissed.
"By the way, who's Carla Mason?" he asked through the kiss.
But Brandi almost didn't hear him. She slipped her hands under the elastic band of his shorts. Her fingers grazed the hot throbbing shaft of his long rigid cock. It was a good big thick one, that was all she cared about. She wasn't interested in comparing it with Mike's or anybody else's. She just wanted to feel it inside of her as quickly as possible.
"You won't believe this," she panted. "But I don't know."
But now it was his turn barely to hear her. He had shed his shorts and was completely naked now too. His rough demanding hands were all over her squirming body. He seemed to know just what it took to turn her on. He knew what drove her wild.
He knew, for example, that she loved to have her nipples sucked hard, very hard. Other men were always so careful, as if they were afraid they were going to hurt her. But not this guy. He bunched up the flesh of her throbbing tits in his rough hands. Her nipples stood up like tall cones and he attacked them savagely with his lips, sucking them fiercely.
Brandi went wild. She thrashed and moaned violently, feeling like she was going to come. In the back of her mind she remembered that she had come like this before. Was it the same guy who had done it to her this way before?
"Aaanngghhh!" she groaned. "Ohhhhnnnn, God! Oh!"
Suddenly she felt his hand in her pussy, pumping her vigorously at the same time as he sucked her. She was delirious with pleasure. She knew that a hot quick climax was about to throttle her. With her frantic hands she pushed her breasts together so that he could get both of her nipples into his mouth at the same time.
She pumped wildly with her hips, grinding her wet cunt up to his thrusting hand. He drew both of her nipples into his warm wet mouth, sucking them brutally as he fucked her pussy with his hand.
"Unh! Unh! Oh God! Unh, unh, unh!" she gasped.
She couldn't remember when she had last come so quickly. It was on her before she knew it. Hot waves of lust gushed through her blood.
"AANNGHGHHH! OONNNNEEE!" she yelped as the orgasm ripped her.
But this man knew how to handle her. He wouldn't let her come down off the orgasmic plateau. As soon as her climax began to subside, she felt his face between her thighs. He began eating her pussy in the most skillful way.
Brandi was in seventh heaven. If there was anything she loved almost more than life itself, it was having her pussy eaten. She loved to lie there on her back savoring each tiny sensation that a lover's tongue could spark in her sensitive clit and cunt.
And this guy knew just how she loved to be eaten. He nibbled and sucked at the inflamed lips of her pussy until she thought she was going to scream. Then he pulled open the lips with his thumbs and began to explore the oozing hole of her cunt with his long stroking tongue.
"Unnnn! Oh! Unnnn!" Brandi moaned incoherently.
She was unable to keep her body from churning and bucking instinctively. He held her hips steady with his strong hands and gobbled her soupy slit more and more passionately. Brandi could hardly bear the intense pleasure. She shut her eyes and clenched her teeth, shivering as the spasms of sexual heat flooded her.
"God, it feels so good! God, it feels so good!" she moaned to him. "I want it to go on forever!"
She forgot about the fact that she didn't even know his name, or why he knew so precisely how she liked to be fucked. All she could do was yield to this total bliss. Her body was alive with incredible pleasure.
He slipped his hands under her ass and squeezed he asscheeks, at the same time tickling the puckered ring of her asshole with his thumbs. While he was doing this, he began to lick her clit in the way that drove her absolutely crazy.
"Oh! Unhh! Oh God!" Brandi panted, her pelvis shuddering wildly.
God, he knows just how to make me explode! she thought crazily. How does he know it all? God, I'm going to come! Again! So quickly!
His tongue on her clit drove her into screaming delights of passion. He licked it slowly but deliberately, curling his wet tongue around and bringing gasps of wild pleasure from her as he quickly flicked it.
"Oh God!" Brandi cried out. "Ohhhhnnnnn! Oh God!"
But before she could come he suddenly flipped her body over, forcing her onto her stomach. By now she was dying for him to fuck her.
"God, put it in me!" she begged. "Please fuck me!" Get it in me! Please!"
She could feel him crouching over her. He was going to fuck her from behind, like an animal! The thought made her seethe with lust. She could feel his rock-hard prick sawing to and fro in the warm crevice of her ass. His mouth was on her supple back. His hands slipped underneath her body, scooped up her throbbing tits, and squeezed them hard.
"Ohnnnggghhh!" Brandi groaned, pushing her face into the pillow.
She gyrated her smooth ass against the rigid stalk of his pulsing prick. She reached back with her hands and carefully guided his twitching cock between the open buttery lips of her aching pussy. She held her breath as the full length of it slid into her, savoring the intense pleasure.
"Ohhhnnn yes! Yesss!" she hissed, raising her ass to give him fuller penetration.
Now his hands released her tits. He brought them back to her hips and held her steady as he began to ream her cunt methodically. His thick cock rode in and out of her streaming pussy in a firm, steady rhythm.
Brandi had been so close to coming that she thought she might go off like a bomb the moment his prick slid into her pussy. But he seemed to have complete control of her body. She would come only when he wanted her to. And right now he wanted to fuck her dog-style and get every ounce of pleasure that could be got out of it.
"Unngghh! Oh! Ohhnnnn yes-unngghh!" Brandi moaned as she gyrated her cunt back to his large relentless cock.
The slow steady rhythm of the way he fucked her had a strange effect on her. It was somehow familiar. But instead of coming right off, she underwent a slow, relentless build-up. Her body had never come down from the orgasm she had had while he was sucking her nipples.
But now it was building and swelling like the beat of a jungle drum. The tension in her body increased until she was a tight vibrating wire. It was unbearable. Brandi clenched her teeth, panting and twisting.
His big stiff prick probed the very depths of her oozing cunt. Somehow she had never felt so completely fucked by anyone before. Now he had grasped her dangling tits with one hand again, pinching her tingling nipples until they throbbed and ached. With the other hand he was again rubbing her clit.
"Anngghhh! Ohhhnnnggg!" Brandi gagged.
Her small pussy was impaled on his huge stiff rod, while right above it his fingers worked with demonic urgency on her swollen clit. Brandi thought she was going to die of pleasure. She knew her climax was only seconds away, but she wanted to eke every last ounce of joy out of this moment.
Suddenly he pushed her down flat on the bed, covering her back with his hard driving body. His cock ripped fiercely into her, lifting the lower part of her body off the sheet.
"Ungh!" she grunted, feeling his belly slap into her raised ass.
Brandi knew that his urgency now equalled hers. He was fucking her now like there was no tomorrow. Savagely his thick cock plunged in and out of her ravaged pussy. One of his hands still plucked at her throbbing nipples under her wildly writhing body. The other still swirled her throbbing clit.
Brandi mewled and whimpered, groaning with unbelievable pleasure each time she felt the huge stalk of his prick penetrate her deeply, lifting her thighs off the sheet with its fierce thrust.
"Oh God, fuck me!" she yelled. "FUCK MEEEEEE!"
His wild thrusting quickened. Their pantings and groanings intermingled. Brandi could feel his striving body pinning her to the mattress. His long cock stabbed her to the quick, making her yowl with pleasure. He reared up and into her like a mad stallion.
And suddenly, she felt a gusher overtake her. Her body was ruptured by hot bliss.
"UUNNGGGHHHEEE!" she cried out as the first spasms choked her. "UNNGGHHH! OH! ANNNGGGIIEEE!" she wailed, gyrating her ass back against his continuing thrusts.
She could feel his body stiffen too, then jerk with quick spasms as his cock went off inside of her clasping pussy. The strong fountain of his spouting prick pulsed inside the warm hole of her cunt. Hot rockets of jism spurted into her, and Brandi shuddered as fresh waves of her own climax swept through her, brought on by her excitement over his orgasm.
"AANNGGGHHHH! OHHNNEE!" she cried out again as the pleasure throttled her.
Finally she lay gasping and panting beneath him, still wincing as the powerful spasms wrenched her. He slumped on top of her back, still breathing heavily. He didn't withdraw his cock for many long minutes. And Brandi didn't want him to. She wanted to enjoy this moment as long as she could.
But finally it slipped out. He rolled her sideways and pulled her to him face to face. They kissed warmly. Brandi could still feel the afterglow of her orgasm lighting up her body. She remembered that she didn't know his name or who he was, though she was certain now that she must somehow know him.
Slipping her tongue between his lips affectionately, she stroked his limp cock with one hand.
"You certainly know how to light my fire," she whispered.
"I've had some practice," he smiled back. "You won't believe this, but I don't even know your name," Brandi said, feeling she had to risk it. "You're right," he said. "I don't believe it."
"But it's true," she insisted. "All I know is that you fuck like a dream."
Now he frowned. "I appreciate the compliment," he said. "But what do you mean, you don't know my name?"
"It's the truth. Should I?"
"You're damned right you should," he said, growing angry. "I'm your husband Ted!"
CHAPTER FOUR
Frankly, Brandi was just as shocked as he was. I'm married to him! she thought, flabbergasted. Well, at least that explains why he knows exactly the way I like to be fucked.
But it didn't explain anything else. This memory loss of hers was becoming a rather serious business. Who could tell what other important things she might have forgotten? How had it all happened in the first place, anyway?
On top of that, now that the excitement of fucking had passed, Ted was angry about where she had been all night. And Brandi could understand why. It might be all right for a single girl to spend the night in bed with a strange man, but it wasn't all right for a married woman.
Of course, he didn't know about that part, thank heavens! She told him that she had simply drank too much and couldn't drive, so Carla Mason had let her spend the night there.
"Who the hell is this Carla Mason anyway?" Ted said, scowling. "I've never heard you mention her before."
I wonder how long we've been married, Brandi thought. Maybe she's someone I knew before we got married. Actually, I still don't have the faintest idea who she is myself.
But even though she didn't know who Carla Mason was, the mention of her name made Brandi remember what she had seen. The beautiful, naked, dark-haired girl being brutally fucked in the ass and pussy at the same time by the two men. The sharp cries of ecstasy when the girl came. Her lovely body arching and shuddering with spasms of passion. The thick red cocks of the two men probing her fiercely.
The mere memory alone was enough to make Brandi's blood race. Her pulse jumped. Her breath quickened. Do you suppose that was Carla Mason? she asked herself. .
But she realized that Ted was watching her, expecting an answer to his question. She couldn't afford to let him see her getting so aroused over a simple memory, especially after he had just screwed her so well himself. He might get suspicious.
"Oh, she's just a girl from work," Brandi said, trying to be casual. "She invited me to this party. I thought I called you and told you about it. Didn't I call you?"
He shook his head. His expression was skeptical.
"Well, I must've overlooked it," she giggled nervously. "That's what I did. I overlooked it. I certainly meant to call you. So you wouldn't worry. Did you worry?"
"What do you think?" Ted said grimly.
"Oh, I know you did, baby," she cooed.
She snuggled up to him, kissing and stroking him tenderly. God, I've got to get his mind off it, she thought. He's getting too suspicious. And I don't have any answers. Except all the wrong ones, she thought guiltily.
"It was really a stupid party," she said. "Full of creeps. I guess that's why I drank so much and fell asleep."
As she spoke she slid down his body. She took his long limp cock and put it between her naked tits. She smothered the thick shaft in the warm globes, rubbing his cock with her breasts until it began to swell and thump.
"Have you been having trouble with your memory?" Ted asked, trying to ignore how much she was arousing him.
His cock was now stiff enough to slide to and fro in the hollow between her firm breasts. Brandi touched her plump nipples to the swollen head of his cock, feeling her own pleasure grow as her breasts throbbed.
"I have been forgetting things a little lately," she murmured. "I don't know why. Oh, let's talk about that later."
She didn't want to get into anything that might make her unconsciously reveal how she had actually spent the night, fucking with Mike. So she took Ted's pulsing cock into her mouth and began to give him a blowjob supreme.
She felt quite certain that no matter how long they had been married, she had never given head to her husband the way she was doing now. She sucked his twitching engorged prick with soft skillful patience.
She knew it would not be easy for him to come again right away. Only twenty minutes or so ago he had shot a load into her pussy. But she had all the time in the world. And Ted was enjoying it. He no longer asked her questions about last night. Instead he sighed and groaned now and then as Brandi's lips sucked unbelievable pleasure alive in his throbbing cock.
Brandi enjoyed it too. In a way it was a challenge, trying to get him to come in her mouth so soon after he had come in her pussy. It seemed to be half an hour that she sucked him before he finally began to pant rapidly. His lips jerked and his body stiffened.
Oh yes! Brandi thought, sucking him harder. She pumped his cock with her hands, sucking the head of it wildly. Oh yes!
"Unnghhphh!" he suddenly grunted.
Warm jism flooded Brandi's mouth. She gulped thirstily, squeezing the last drop of cum out of his cock.
Afterwards Ted held her and caressed her gratefully.
"Best I've ever had," he said.
"I'm glad you liked it," Brandi whispered. "We must do it again sometime."
In a while he got up and dressed. He mentioned something about picking his car up at the repair shop and doing some errands. He would be back in a couple of hours. Brandi feigned sleep and stayed in bed.
She was tired too-it was no lie. All that fucking and sucking. A girl had to rest sometime! She smiled as she thought of it. Never in her life had she packed so much into such a short space.
But as she lay there drowsily, she began to wonder if a slight effort would help her recall what actually had happened on the previous night. She let her mind drift, trying to recall the party.
In a little while pieces of it began to come to her, as if through a fog. It was as if she herself were a spectator at the party, instead of a participant. And this was all the more weird because the first thing she could see was herself, dancing on top of a table. And doing a striptease!
There was loud music with a relentless disco beat going on in the background. The hot heady smell of drugs and booze and sex filled the air. Around the table, as if cheering her on, she could see groups of gyrating men and women, all with their eyes glued to her undulating body.
She had not actually taken off any clothes yet, but was in the process of unbuttoning her blouse. She seemed to know by instinct that it had to be done slowly, while the music pounded behind her. The eyes of the crowd were on her fingers.
She unfastened two buttons, three, swinging her hips to the beat of the music, licking her lips playfully to tantalize them. Four, five buttons came loose. Her blouse now gaped open, showing her black bra and the bulging flesh of her breasts. Only one button was still fastened.
Brandi danced more suggestively, gyrating her hips obscenely as she felt all the eyes on her body. She unfastened the final button. Very slowly, she peeled off the blouse, still grinding her hips in rhythm with the music.
She pushed her bra-encased breasts out provocatively, moving her shoulders so that they shimmied and jiggled. Sexy hoots and catcalls came from the audience. Brandi dangled the blouse from one hand, then tossed it to them.
She was really into it now. She had never realized what exhibitionism she had in her. The women were watching her body just as intently as the men. She caressed her own bare midriff suggestively as she danced, and let her upturned knuckles graze the bottoms of her bra cups.
They all want to fuck me! she thought. That's what's so exciting. Every one of them wants to jump up here and drag me off the table and throw me on the floor and fuck me like crazy!
She taunted them with her smile. Her bra opened in front, between the cups, and she toyed with the clasp. She dipped forward as she danced, letting her tits swoop out, threatening to spill out of her bra.
Finally she undid the clasp. She peeled the bra away from her naked tits, watching all their eyes shine with lust. She looked down at the firm upswept globes with their large thick coral nipples. She extended her arms to the sides and shook her perfect breasts at the audience.
They all want to suck me! she thought. Think of it! Fifty mouths on my titties, all at the same time! Sucking wildly! God, I'd come in twenty seconds! I'd go off like a bunch of firecrackers!
Already she could feel cuntjuice oozing, even trickling down her upper thigh. This exhibition was exciting her as much as it excited them. She could feel a raging fire of lust in her veins. The pounding music seemed to heighten her sensuality.
She caressed her tits as she danced, doing what those in the audience wanted to do. She cupped the perfect round globes and squeezed them, running her thumbs across the soft bulbous nipples until they grew rubbery and erect. She even lifted one breast to her mouth and flicked the nipple with her tongue.
The audience gasped with sexual excitement. Brandi herself felt weak in the knees with sexual desire. Her nipple flashed with fire and her tits throbbed, ached. God, if you all want to fuck me then why don't you just do it? Take me down from here and fuck me! she wanted to shout at them. Her eyes begged them.
But everyone was momentarily mesmerized by the spectacle. Now she began to remove her skirt. Slowly she inched the zipper down, whirling and grinding her hips in a slow scintillating fuck-motion. This is how I move when you fuck me, she told them with her eyes. And I have a tight pussy too.
The skirt dropped around her ankles and she kicked it at them. A man caught it and pushed the part of the skirt that had been closest to her cunt against his face, inhaling deeply.
Now Brandi was down to her panties. They were red bikini panties, fringed with lace. They were perfect for the moment. She wondered, looking back on it, if she had known what kind of party it was going to be in advance. But then, why would she have gone to it when she was already married? Nevertheless, she could see herself now hooking her thumbs under the elastic, seductively tugging the panties down past her hip bones.
Oh God, somebody please fuck me! she beseeched them with her eyes. Now she was writhing and panting as she undulated her luscious body in front of them. Somebody please pull me down from here! Rape me! Stuff me with cock! Fill my pussy with it!
You want to see it? You want to see my tender little pussy?
Slowly she skimmed the red panties down her-tawny thighs until they fell at her ankles. Now she parted her thighs. The pink glistening furrow of her cunt came into view.
She ran one finger up and down in the greasy wet folds of her pussy. She could tell by the look in their eyes that the audience was electified. They watched as if hypnotized as she parted her cuntlips, showing them the hot fiery trench within.
Now she was half-squatting, gyrating her hips obscenely. She rotated her cunt in sensual fuck-motions, grunting and gasping from deep in her throat in time with the pulsing music. Won't anybody fuck me? her eyes pleaded.
She began to probe her wet pussy with two fingers, fucking herself and arching her back, watching her tits shimmy. The sensations in her body were hot and urgent. Her flesh trembled with need. She was about to go out of her mind with lust when suddenly she felt strong hands grab her from behind and swoop her down off the table.
"What?" she gasped with surprise. "Who are you?"
She pretended to struggle, but didn't really try to get away as a tall strong man carried her from the room, through the lust-starved audience. It was Mike, though she hadn't known it at the time. His strong hands on her naked body inflamed her. He carried her upstairs without speaking.
"Who are you?" Brandi whimpered again.
"Why do you want to know?" he asked as he took her inside a bedroom and shut the door.
He threw the latch. My God, he's going to fuck me! Brandi thought. Finally! He took her over to the bed and laid her out on it, not even pulling down the spread.
"I ... I just thought it would be nice to know your name," Brandi stammered, looking at his strong hard body as he began to undress.
"Do you want me to fuck you?" he whispered.
"God, yes!" she gasped.
She couldn't believe it when she saw his stupendous prick pop into view as he pulled down his underwear. God, it'll kill me! she thought.
But she didn't hesitate for a second. She grabbed his huge cock and began stroking it with her hands, licking and kissing it passionately. Unfortunately, it was at this point that Brandi's memory began to fail her. She could remember him starting to fuck her. She could remember biting her lip as he introduced the gigantic cock into her small pussy.
But after that, until morning, nothing. Jesus, I'm glad I got him to fuck me again, she thought. Think what I might have missed!
Still, she didn't know what might have been the cause of her memory lapse. But thinking about it all, remembering it, had aroused her sexually. Her pussy was wet with juice, her nipples tight, her blood racing. God, I'm glad Ted's not here, she thought. He'll think I've turned into a nymphomaniac overnight.
On the other hand, if he were here maybe I could get him to fuck me. She rubbed her hungry body, tossing sensually on the bed. It was at that moment that the phone rang.
CHAPTER FIVE
It was her younger brother Johnny. Brandi recognized his voice instantly. Briefly she wondered about this crazy memory loss of hers. How could she forget her own husband but still remember her brother?
"Brandi, I've got a problem," Johnny said. "I've got to see you right away, to talk. Okay?"
"Why sure, okay. Come right over," Brandi said.
She hung up the phone, wondering what could be so urgent that he had to come over right away. She probably hadn't seen Johnny in six months, not since he had gone off to college. Now he was back in town for summer vacation, but he was too busy chasing girls and drinking with his buddies to waste time with family.
Still, if he needed her, she wouldn't refuse. She had always had a warm spot in her heart for her little brother. He was only about six years younger than she, but she always thought of him as her little brother.
She lit a cigarette and daydreamed about how it had been when they were kids. A warm melancholy feeling spread through her as she thought about how families draw apart through the years. She was very happy at the thought that he was coming over.
But she had wasted so much time daydreaming that when the doorbell rang she realized that she was still totally naked, lying on the rumpled sheets where Ted had fucked her just a few hours ago. Quickly she pulled on a bathrobe and dashed to the front door, hoping she didn't smell too much like musk and sex. She didn't want her little brother to get the wrong idea.
"Well, hi there stranger!" she said, trying to be extra perky when she saw his long face. "Long time no see. Come on in."
"Thanks," he grinned sheepishly.
Brandi took him in and sat him down on the living room sofa. Somehow she was mildly shocked by how big he had grown. His broad shoulders and strong-looking arms made him seem more like a stranger than the little brother she had always known.
"You look like you could use a beer," she said. "Or maybe even something stronger."
"Thanks," Johnny murmured, staring gloomily at the floor. "Whiskey would be fine, if you have any."
"Of course."
Brandi went to the bar and poured two glasses of whiskey over ice. She didn't want him to get the feeling that he had to drink alone. Somehow that seemed so rude to her. And, at the same time, she realized that a drink might taste pretty good to her too, after all she had been through in the past twenty-four hours.
She sat down next to him, handed him his drink, and clinked her glass against his.
"Cheers!" she said.
But he didn't look cheery. He drank the whiskey glumly. Brandi was depressed. What kind of family reunion was this?
"All right, out with it," she said. "Your day is already spoiled. You don't have to spoil mine too."
"I'm sorry," Johnny said. "I've been seeing this girl. We were getting pretty serious. Now she tells me she can't decide between me and this other guy. Shit, Brandi, I didn't even know she was seeing another guy!"
Brandi put her hand on his shoulder. She could see how upset he was. His whole body was tense and sharp. She could feel the tension in his muscles under her fingers.
"By seeing her you mean you were balling her?" she murmured softly.
Johnny nodded.
"And you think she was balling the other guy too?"
"I know she was. She as much as told me she was."
"So that's what's got you so upset," Brandi murmured.
She stroked his forehead with one hand, soothing him. He seemed so vulnerable to her. He was so hurt by this small incident. But if the girl had been there right now, Brandi would have scratched her eyes out for daring to trifle with her little brother's feelings in this way.
"Shouldn't it?" he demanded, a film of tears standing in his eyes. "Shouldn't it get me upset?"
"Of course it should," Brandi murmured.
"Here, let me get you another drink," she said as he drained his glass.
You might as well get drunk and let big sister take care of you, she thought. Maybe it won't seem so bad in the morning. Brandi realized that the whiskey was having an agreeable effect on her too. She felt warm and slightly reckless, happy and tingly all over.
This time, when she sat down next to him, she put her arm around his shoulder and drew his head down against her body.
"There, there. It's going to be all right," she whispered. "You know, women sometimes get just as confused as men do. As anybody does."
Johnny didn't speak. He seemed to enjoy being comforted by her. Brandi stroked his hair, the back of his neck. She felt strange emotions, things she had never felt. It was kind of a maternal feeling, but somehow different. She could feel stirrings in her body that she knew she shouldn't be feeling.
Oh gosh, it's probably just because I was thinking about Mike and that huge juicy cock of his before he came over, she said to herself. She could feel her brother's warm breath on her skin through the flimsy cloth of her robe.
His head lay on her chest, right above her tits. Even though she didn't want to acknowledge it, Brandi could feel her nipples throbbing.
Maybe we should be sitting in different places, she thought. But she knew she didn't want to move. God, this just feels so wonderful! she thought. I love holding him like this! We don't have to go any farther, do we? After all, we're two intelligent adults.
Anyway, it's probably only me who's feeling this way, because of Mike and all. And Ted fucking me like that. I'm just having one of those sex binges that sometimes happen, I guess. I know Johnny's probably thinking all about that girl he's so crazy for. The one who's screwing somebody else.
But suddenly she felt his hand on her skin, beneath her robe. His fingertips touched her bare midriff tentatively. Then she felt them moving upward.
Brandi knew she should stop him right then. But she was powerless to prevent the movement of her brother's hand. Her warm flesh under his fingers tingled excitedly. His knuckles grazed the bulging globe of her breast.
"Ahh!" Brandi gasped, unable to conceal her excitement.
Her whole body trembled as she felt his hand close over her tit and softly squeeze it. She looked down at the back of his head, at his hand stuck under her robe. Her hand on his shoulder could feel the urgent tension in his muscular body.
My God, why am I letting him do this? she thought. Oh, because I want him to! she answered herself. Because it feels good!
Her aching nipples grew stiff in the hollow of his palm. Johnny rolled her tit in his hand, feeling the excitement in her trembling body.
Brandi saw him starting slowly to unbutton the other buttons on her robe. As if hypnotized and unable to speak, she saw one come undone, then another.
"Johnny, we can't do this," she whispered.
Her own voice sounded to her as if it were someone else's. She knew that she wanted him to go on, but the voice said he should stop..
He didn't stop. He didn't reply either. Instead, his fingers unbuttoned each of her buttons until he reached the final one at her throat. He looked up at her. His eyes burned with desire.
Brandi shook her head slowly because she knew that was what she was supposed to do. But she knew he could see in her eyes the same thing she saw in his. She looked down at his fingers as they unfastened the last button.
He pulled her robe open, exposing her naked body. His hands fell to her firm upswept tits. He explored every inch of the warm globes with his lips. Brandi shut her eyes. She leaned back against the sofa, trying not to think about how wrong it was.
How could it be wrong when it felt so good?
"Oh! Ahhnnnnn!" she moaned when he sucked her nipple into his mouth.
Her tits were still tender from the mouth-mauling that Ted had given them. Somehow her nipples were more sensitive than ever. Her body quivered in response each time Johnny licked them.
"Ohhhhh God! Johnny, we shouldn't be doing this!" she panted out of duty.
"Brandi, your body is so beautiful!" he groaned.
"But I'm your sister!"
"Shhhh!" he silenced her. He sucked her nipples until she was gagging with desire. "Do you want me to stop?"
"No, don't stop!" she panted in a half-whisper.
She held her tits in her hands, offering them to his mouth, encouraging him. The pleasure was unbearable, exquisite.
God, we can't fuck! she thought. We just can't! It's so wrong! But her body throbbed with hot sexual pleasure. She squirmed and writhed, her nipples on fire in his wet mouth.
Her hands unbuckled her brother's belt before she really knew what she was doing. It was simply a natural movement. She wanted to get her hands on his cock. She wanted to feel the stiff, thick, alive prick.
Oh Jesus, look what I'm doing! she thought with horror as she slid her fingers under her brother's underwear. She freed his big throbbing prick and stroked it while he continued to suck her tits. It was a nice, long, fat cock he had, hot and jumping.
"Mmmmmmm," she moaned. "Let me suck you. Let me suck you too."
Johnny released her tits and let her scrunch down on the sofa. First she dangled her firm tits still wet with his saliva, against his twitching prick. It gave them both fantastic pleasure to watch her full globes and taut nipples swoop over his straining cock. She pressed her hot breasts all over it, rubbing the head of his prick with her nipples.
"Oh Johnny, Johnny!" Brandi panted. "What are we doing?"
"Do you want to stop?" he asked again.
"Oh no, no! But it's so wrong!"
"How can it be wrong if I want you so much?"
Rather than stop to think what kind of answer she could give to that, Brandi sucked the swollen head of his cock between her lips. She let the huge shaft slide deep into her mouth. She swirled her tongue around it, feeling Johnny's body clench with sharp pleasure.
God, it's my little brother's cock I'm sucking! she thought wildly. Somehow, knowing it was horribly wrong, she derived an intense wicked pleasure from the thought. She dripped warm saliva on his pulsing cock and sucked it lovingly, skillfully. She wanted him to have the best blowjob she had ever given anyone.
Johnny groaned with delight, holding his sister's head, fucking her mouth gently. Maybe I should just let him come in my mouth, Brandi thought, trying to be sensible. If he came Jn my mouth then it'd be all over, right then. We wouldn't have to worry about it anymore. And feel guilty and all that.
But she obviously hadn't reckoned with Johnny, who wanted all of her now that they had gone this far. While she sucked his prick he succeeded in getting the robe off her body. His hands groped between her thighs, finding the sopping wet furrow of her cunt.
"Aahhggnnn!" she groaned as she felt his fingers slide into the greasy hole of her pussy. "Oh Johnny!"
"What about Ted?" he panted.
Ted! Shit, Brandi thought, I forgot all about him! My so-called husband!
But the passion of the moment was too great. Even though it was her own brother. Even though Ted might walk in on them. Brandi tried to remember how long he had said he'd be gone. A couple of hours? And how long ago had he left?
It was no use. Johnny's hand fucking her pussy, his stiff twitching cock in her busy mouth excited her too much. She had to have him.
"He won't be home for a while!" she panted back to her brother. "Oh God, Johnny, that feels so good!"
Johnny grabbed her face and turned it toward his. His murky eyes burned into hers.
"I want to fuck you, Brandi."
She kissed his mouth passionately, whispering back to him, her body pliant in his hands.
"I want you to fuck me, Johnny," she sighed. "Quick, let's go into the bedroom."
"No, right here," he said, dragging her down onto the carpet.
"Here? Right here?" Brandi whimpered.
But it was all she could get out before he was all over her yielding body. He was young and inexperienced. But what he lacked in knowledge he made up in vigor and passion. Brandi felt as if she were in the hands of a sex fiend. His strong urgent hands raced over her naked flesh, making her moan with bliss.
He sucked her nipples again. His tongue rooted in her flowing cunt, and flicked her aching clit until she cried out with unbridled lust.
"Oh God, Johnny baby, fuck me! Fuck me, quick!"
The raw urgency of his lust drove her crazy with sexual excitement. Her hot blood raced through her trembling body. She wanted him to fuck her fast so that she wouldn't have time to think about how wrong it was.
And she got her wish. Her thighs yawned open to receive him. Johnny quickly rolled between them. He nestled the long rigid rod of his cock in her warm buttery cuntlips and drove it sharply into her.
"Ungh!" Brandi grunted as she felt it penetrate her. "Oh God, yesss!" she moaned, delirious with happiness.
She clasped her long legs around his thrusting hips and began to whinny uncontrollably as he fucked her with short quick jabs. She held onto his shoulders with her arms and peppered his face with passionate kisses.
"Fuck me ... fuck me, yes, yes!" she chanted to him, seeing how it excited him to hear her say it.
Afraid he would come before she did, she wanted him to fuck her slowly. But there was no way she could calm his demanding lust. He couldn't get enough of her body. His teeth sank into her bare shoulder. He squeezed her tits and pinched her nipples, all the time piercing her cunt frantically with his strong rock-hard prick.
"Unh! Unh! Unh!" Brandi gasped as he wildly fucked her. "Ohn! Unghhh! Ahhnnnnn! Ungh! Ungh!"
She could never remember having been fucked so desperately, so urgently. Her brother ravished her writhing body like there was no tomorrow. Then suddenly he stiffened.
Without warning, Johnny groaned and came. Brandi could feel the jets of his cum spurting into her. It was more than she had ever felt. It kept pumping into her cunt from his wildly spouting cock.
The excitement of him coming brought her to the edge of her own orgasm. She could feel a boiling pressure in her cunt, as if it were ready to explode.
"Oh! Unhhh!" she panted desperately, churning her hips. "Oh, don't stop, Johnny! Don't stop!"
She didn't want his prick to go soft, not before she came herself. And yet it seemed to be harder than ever as he kept ripping it into her clasping pussy. Brandi clamped her thighs tightly on his plunging cock.
"Here, do this!" she gasped, rolling over on top of him. "Mmmmmmm! Ohhnnn! Do this, do this!"
She rode his cock like a crazy woman, dangling her tits in his face. She winced with intense pleasure as the stiff shaft of his cock rubbed her swollen clit.
"Oh yes, now, now, I'm going to come, Johnny! Johnny, I'm going to come! Now! Oh! Ohhh! UUUNNNEEEE!" she shrieked.
His cock reared up into her steaming pussy like an iron spike. Brandi's body dissolved in hot wrenching spasms. The delicious violence of her climax almost made her pass out. She lay gasping on her brother's body, feeling the waves of sexual pleasure ripple through her.
God, what heaven! she thought, feeling the incredible bliss pulse in her body. This was the third man who had fucked her in the past twenty-four hours. She couldn't remember how many orgasms she had had. And each one seemed to be more fierce and intense than the last.
Suddenly, through the hot mist of her pleasure, she realized that Johnny was still fucking her. He hadn't finished. His incredible young prick was stiffer than ever. He rolled her over onto her back and began fucking her pussy again with the same relentless, sex-starved virility.
"Oh Johnny!" she sighed, smiling and kissing him. "How do you do it?"
But he was too busy to reply.
"God, Brandi, you have such a beautiful body!" he panted. He scooped her tits up in his hands and devoured her throbbing nipples.
Brandi tried not to cry out. But she couldn't deny the fierce excitement she got from feeling his hard striving body between her thighs. His big cock seemed inhumanly stiff as it raced in and out of her creamy cunthole. Her clit flashed with spasms of hot pleasure.
"Oh God, yes, yes!" she panted into his ear, clinging to him, impaled on his young vigorous prick. "Fuck me, honey!"
Soon his hands gripped her flesh so tightly that it hurt. Her body ached and writhed, totally submissive, thrashing with ecstasy in his savage grasp. Johnny ripped his prick up into her ferociously. , "Aawwoonngggg!" Brandi moaned, arching her back, flinging her cunt up to his spearing thrusts.
Caught in the vise of his arms, she felt him shudder and knew he was coming again. She felt the hot jism leaping into her. And then the whole world went fiery for her. A fresh climax pulverized her.
"UUNNGGHH! OHHH! AANN-GGHHIIEEEE!" she cried out as it split her in half.
She and her brother were locked in hot amazing convulsions as the throbbing power of their dual orgasms throttled them. Brandi sobbed and gasped for breath, feeling the rockets of bliss pierce her trembling flesh. Her nerves flashed and spurted with flame.
She rolled over and over on the floor with Johnny, embracing him and kissing him, laughing and sobbing.
"Oh God, oh God, what have we done?" she giggled, unable to take the wrongness of it seriously because the pleasure was so intense.
But after a while Johnny kissed her and withdrew his cock from her plundered pussy.
"Oh no! Don't do that, don't go!" she begged him.
"What about Ted?" he said. "I'll bet he won't go for this."
Oh shit, him again! Brandi thought, remembering her so-called husband.
"God, I guess you're right," she said.
Hurriedly they both dressed, not wanting to be caught in a compromising situation. But even when they were fully clothed again, Brandi still couldn't get over the lust she now felt for her own brother. She went over to him and kissed his mouth passionately.
"No matter how wrong it is," she whispered to him, "I want you to know that I've never enjoyed a fuck so much in my whole life."
Johnny grinned and kissed her. "I believe I'd have to say the same," he said. "It sure made me forget my other problems."
"Promise me we can do it again."
"You know we shouldn't."
"Promise me?" Brandi flirted shamelessly.
He kissed her again and nodded yes. "Now I've got to get out of here before your husband comes home and smells it all over us."
"Call me?" Brandi murmured, seeing him to the door.
"Or course," he whispered as he ducked out into the hallway and was gone.
CHAPTER SIX
I've really got to stop this, Brandi thought all the next day. At work the following morning all she could think about was the feel of her brother Johnny fucking her. The blood seethed and burned in her body. God, I don't know what's come over me! she thought. I can't get enough fucking! I was never like this before.
When Ted had returned, only a few minutes after her brother had left, she had seduced him again. She had not wanted him to be suspicious of what had gone on in his absence. And so she had brazenly unzipped his pants and sucked his cock passionately only minutes after he walked in the door. Then he had fucked her twice, marveling at her fresh eagerness and lust.
But in the morning at work, it was not Ted she thought of, no matter how marvelously skillful he was at fucking her. She couldn't get Johnny out of her mind. The hot guilty itch in her pussy when she thought of his young vigorous cock was almost enough to make her come in her panties. God, I've got to stop it! she thought. It's so wrong! I must never let it happen again!
At noon she went out for a fast walk on the city streets, hoping that window-shopping would distract her from her feverish desires. But as she was passing a huge construction site, the wolf whistles made her realize again how sexually desireable she actually was.
All the construction workers were sitting by the fence, eating their lunches. They whistled and ogled her and made rude remarks as she passed. But their bodies were so lean and powerful that Brandi couldn't help slowing her step. She enjoyed every minute of it.
"Jeez, look at those knockers!" said one, a handsome dark-haired guy with a hairy chest and muscular arms.
"Man, would I like to get my hook into that!" said another.
Realizing she couldn't stop herself, Brandi turned her head and smiled provocatively at them. The one who had admired her knockers wore a t-shirt that said in big red letters: JACKHAMMER OPERATORS RIP IT OPEN.
She could almost feel her knees turn to jelly just at the thought of it. What a brutal but fascinating boast! Her eyes darted quickly up and down the line of men. There were, she guessed, about seven or eight of them. All of them were pretty good-looking in a rough masculine sort of way. And all of them were looking at her body like they could eat her alive.
"You guys shouldn't be so rude," she purred, smiling coyly at them. "How can we be friends if you start right off by insulting me?"
Amidst hoots and catcalls, one got up and walked over to her at the sidewalk. "Oh, we didn't mean any of it as insults, ma'am," he said, grinning boldly at her.
The one wearing the jackhammer t-shirt joined him. He glowered down at Brandi's jutting breasts as if he would like to devour them on the spot. The voracious look in his eyes made her wish he would do it. She wore no bra and she knew he could see her nipples stiffen under her thin blouse.
"And we definitely want to be friends," he grinned, speaking softly. "Maybe you'd like to join us for lunch. It's so rare that we have a beautiful young lady happen along to brighten up our dull work day."
Brandi realized that taking him up on his invitation would be absolutely wrong. It was something only a cheap tramp would do. She didn't want them to think she was easy, that all they had to do was whistle at her and she would drop her pants. But both of these guys who were leaning over the fence talking to her were so good-looking!
And the way the jackhammer operator looked at her made her cunt ooze juice and her nipples ache. She couldn't just walk off and leave him there, and never see him again, could she?
"Are you serious?" she asked, looking into his eyes.
She wanted him to know that she was no pushover. Lunch was lunch only, and didn't mean he was going to get all of her. At least not yet, anyway.
"Of course I'm serious," he said.
He went about fifty feet down the wire fence to the gate, beckoning for her to follow. Brandi went down and entered the construction site. She stepped gingerly over boards and blocks of concrete, assisted by his hand on her arm. He led her to the group of men, who quickly cleared a space for her to sit. They offered her food from their lunchboxes.
Brandi giggled and joked with them, nibbling at the sandwiches they handed her. She felt uncomfortable and excited at the same time because of the way they all looked at her. Never before had she felt so much like a piece of desirable flesh. Because she wore no bra, her breasts swayed under her shirt whenever she moved. The sight seemed to make the men seethe with lust.
She couldn't help noticing that several of them had hard-ons. The jackhammer man was one of them. There was a big hard knot in the crotch of his pants. He caught Brandi glancing down at it, and she quickly looked away. She had been there about ten minutes. I'd better get out of here before this gets out of hand, she thought.
"Well, I guess I'd better be going," she said brightly, struggling to her feet.
They all crowded around her. Brandi felt slightly menaced, but at the same time the thought of how much they all wanted her made her feel good.
"Oh, you don't have to go yet, do you?" one said.
"Come on, let us give you the tour," said one, gently grabbing her elbow once more. Brandi didn't know what to do, and so she let them steer her toward the rear of the construction site. Was she supposed to be admiring the building that was going up? She looked around, but all she could see was the group of men that surrounded her.
They came to a shack, something like a tool shed, she supposed. Only after one of them opened the door did she begin to get slightly alarmed.
"Why don't we go inside?" Jackhammer said in a low voice.
Brandi peered into the dim interior of the shack. It had a dirt floor. Boards and tools were stacked against the walls.
"What for?" she said sensibly, feeling a hungry pulsing between her legs.
Somehow she could tell that she was not handling this properly. But she was powerless to stop herself. I should scream, she thought. But she didn't want to scream.
"Because we have something we want to show you," Jackhammer said.
They didn't force her, but very firmly they ushered her into the shack. Brandi looked around frantically as she saw the door closing behind them. When she felt their hands on her it was too late to be surprised.
"Ohhhhh, what are you doing!" she exclaimed, trying to wriggle away.
But they knew as well as she did that her resistance was half-hearted at best. Already they had her blouse off and many rough hands were on her warm naked tits.
"God, she's got beautiful tits!" growled one of the men.
The others grunted in agreement. In the dimness Brandi had no idea who was who. She couldn't tell who was doing what to her, and she could only whimper and squirm, trying hopelessly to get away from their grasping hands.
"Ohhhnnn, let me go!" she gasped. "What are you doing? I didn't say you could do this to me! Please, let me go!"
But suddenly she recognized Jackhammer's face close to hers. Somehow that was comforting, because she liked him, in spite of the fact that he had tricked her into this. When he kissed her mouth she couldn't help responding.
But in the middle of kissing him, she suddenly felt hungry mouths on her tits and nipples. And quick hands unzipping her skirt, pulling down her panties.
"Oh my God! Oh no, oh my God!" she cried out.
"Calm down, just be calm," Jackhammer whispered to her. "Oh no, you can't let them do this to me!" she whimpered, pleading with her eyes.
"I can't stop them now," he said.
Suddenly he reached down and unzipped his pants. He took one of Brandi's hands and pulled it down to his groin. She found herself holding a gigantic throbbing monster of a cock in her hand.
"God, you can fuck me," she whispered quickly to him, squeezing his fantastic prick. "But don't let all these others fuck me. It's ... it's rape! It's against the law!"
"But how can I stop them now?" he whispered back. "Now that they've got a glimpse of your beautiful body?"
Brandi felt herself being pulled down to the dirt floor of the shack. Half of her panicked and wanted to scream. The other half was wildly excited by the feel of their rough demanding hands all over her body. If she was so beautiful that they all wanted her so badly....
The impulse juslt to give in, to yield to them totally was just as strong as her panic. She felt a rough hand digging in the soft moist folds of her tender cunt. A hot thrill of excitement gripped her.
"Ohhhnnn!" she moaned as she lay flat on her back in the dirt. "Oh God, noooo!"
"Shit, this chick is the most beautiful one I've ever seen!" panted one of the men.
She looked down and saw two of them sucking her nipples and fiercely squeezing her large, firm tits. She wanted to beg them not to do it so hard, but actually, the more brutally they mauled her tits, the more wild the sexual fire in her body grew.
"Oh God! Oh yes!" she panted, unable to help herself.
She began to writhe and squirm under what felt like a thousand hands and mouths plundering her naked body.
"Hey, don't be so selfish!" she heard another man growl. "We get our turn too!"
The two who were sucking her tits gave way to another two, who immediately began doing the same. Her nipples flamed with heat in their thirsty mouths. She groaned and panted wildly.
Suddenly she felt something huge flop against her lips. She regained her senses enough to see that it was Jackhammer's gigantic cock. He knelt beside her head, dangling his large prick in her face.
"Don't you want to suck it, honey?" he smiled.
Brandi nodded. She could feel the others prying her thighs apart. She could hear several zippers being unzipped. But what could she do? Screaming wouldn't help. No one would hear her. And even if she did scream, it would probably only make them treat her more roughly.
The only thing she could do was let herself enjoy it. Oh yes! she thought. In spite of herself, she was already enjoying the way they manhandled her quivering body. She opened her lips and took Jackhammer's long thick cock into her mouth.
"Mmmmmmm!" he hummed with pleasure as she began to suck his cock eagerly.
She stroked it with her fingers, feeding the head of it between her clinging wet lips. She tried to concentrate on his cock in order to ignore what was going on below. But suddenly she could ignore it no longer.
"Ummphh!" she gagged.
Another huge stiff prick suddenly buried itself deep in her tight young pussy. Oh God, here they go! she thought. She swirled her tongue around the head of Jackhammer's swollen prick, trying to get her mind off the plunging rod in her cunt.
The first man to fuck her shuddered and came within a few seconds. She could feel his jism spurting into her and hear his loud groan of pleasure. And somehow she felt happy that she had given him so much pleasure.
Meanwhile, the mouths on her breasts were driving her insane. Her nipples were raw and tingling as tongues lashed them and lips chewed them. And Jackhammer's cock had become as stiff as an iron pipe between her lips. He cradled her head in his hands now and fucked down into her mouth, gently but insistently.
Brandi began to whimper as the second man's cock entered her pussy.
"Owwwgghnnn!" she moaned as he began fucking her with sharp rapid thrusts. "Oh God!"
Jackhammer's cock spilled out of her mouth as she gasped for air. The guy pinned her hips to the ground with both hands and pumped furiously in and out of her ravished cunt.
"Unh! Unh! Unh! Oh God!" Brandi moaned.
Then he quickly came, and another took his place. She gasped for air again as a fresh, stiff cock penetrated her juicy cunthole. God, what am I doing here? she thought wildly.
But deep down she knew she didn't want to be anywhere else. The feel of all these hard cocks relentlessly fucking her made her delirious with sexual pleasure. She could feel the hint of orgasms fluttering through her pumping blood. Her body shivered and twisted with pleasure.
"Ungh! Ungh!" she grunted as pile-driving cocks lifted her ass off the dirt floor, then slammed her back to earth with furious thrusts.
She was impaled on one hard-charging prick after another. God, they don't have to fuck me so hard, do they? she wondered. But apparently they did. She was there for nothing but to give them the quickest and most intense pleasure possible. They fucked her with wild grunting urgency.
Animals, she thought. Just animals! And yet she couldn't deny the pure wicked joy that came from such hot fucking.
"God, fuck me!" she cried out to them. "Go ahead, fuck me, fuck me hard!"
She didn't know how many had fucked her so far, but she felt like a big pool of slimy warm jism. It leaked out of her ravaged pussy and spattered her naked thighs and belly. Some of the more virile men, after having fucked her, were jacking off over her body. So she had gobs of cum even on her tits and her face.
She was covered with their cum. And still they fucked and fucked her, one after another. But finally it was Jackhammer's turn. She looked up and saw him glowering into her face with horrible lust. Down the length of his muscular body she could see the bobbing purplish monster of his gargantuan prick, poised only inches from the swollen wet lips of her tortured pussy.
"Oh God, don't hurt me!" she whimpered to him, remembering the message on his tee-shirt, which he had removed for the occasion of fucking her.
"Oh, I wouldn't hurt you, darling," he chuckled.
Still, the lust in his eyes was more powerful than any man's Brandi had ever seen. She held her breath as he nudged his massive prick between her raw and aching pussylips.
"Awwoonnggggg!" she groaned as it slid into her, a fat, hard, corncob of a fuck-tool.
She looked down and saw the huge shaft protruding from her cunt. Slowly he began to move it in and out of her like a piston. Steadily his rhythm increased. Panting and biting her lips, Brandi felt her poor pussy being assaulted by the plunging monster cock.
She felt stuffed and crammed with it. And he was building up steam by the second. Now he too was panting as he plunged in and out of her. Oh God, don't rip me up, don't rip me up! she kept chanting to herself, feeling on the verge of an orgasm herself. Just fuck me, don't rip me up.
She hadn't been allowed to come yet. All the men had been too interested in getting their own rocks off. They hadn't given a damn about her. But just the way Jackhammer fucked her-even though he wasn't interested in whether she came either-was enough to nearly drive her to the brink.
"Ohhhhnnnn! Oh! Annggghh!" she moaned and panted as the huge cock hammered her pussy, feeling herself close to a climax.
But suddenly he began to ream and rip her, just as she had earlier feared he would. He pinned her hips to the ground and fucked her juicing cunt brutally.
"Angh! Ohggnn! Awwonnng!" Brandi groaned with each piercing stroke of his stabbing cock.
It was a fitting conclusion to the gangbang they had put her through. All the other men seemed to stand back and admire the way Jackhammer used her poor quivering body so thoroughly. His hands squeezed her aching tits. His lips tore at her throbbing nipples. And the punishing shaft of his powerful prick pierced and skewered her tender pussy until Brandi was squealing with pain and pleasure.
Yet even through the rough rape he was giving her, she could feel the hints of an approaching orgasm. Horrible as it might seem, she knew she was going to come because of the way he was fucking her. She hated to give him that victory. She hated to give any of them that victory!
And yet she couldn't ignore it. Her blood seethed in her veins. She could feel the edge of his stiff fat prick scrape along the swollen tip of her clit, setting off fiery sparks.
Oh God, I'm going to come! she thought wildly. God, he's killing me and I'm going to come anyway! Oh Jesus, it feels good!
"Oh yes! Oh yes!" she chanted, panting uncontrollably as he began to fuck her even faster and harder. "Yes! Yessss!"
Suddenly the strength of his powerful body engulfed her. She felt herself being squeezed, as if she were in the arms of a gorilla. Jackhammer groaned fiercely. His giant cock began spouting cum into her pussy.
"Umph!" he grunted, still jabbing her ass up off the ground as his prick kept squirting gobs of jism into her. "Umph! Umph!"
"Ohnnn God, don't stop!" Brandi whimpered.
She was right on the brink of an explosive climax. The powerful ripping of his prick into her as he came drove her to a near frenzy of lust. She moaned and strained, pushing her cunt up into his frantic thrusts.
"Oh, don't stop! Yes! Ungh! Ungh! Yesss!"
But suddenly, before she could come, the door to the shack burst open.
"What the fuck is going on in here?" a loud commanding voice growled.
Jackhammer withdrew his cock from Brandi's cum-dripping snatch as quickly as he could. All the other men were quickly zipping up their pants. In the doorway stood a man wearing a white shirt and a tie, with a hard-hat on his head. Under his arm was a clipboard.
"You heard me!" he growled again. "Just what the fuck do you all think you're doing in here?"
He looked down at Brandi, who tried helplessly to cover herself.
"Sorry, boss," one of the men chuckled nervously.
"She was sort of asking for it," said another apologetically. "So we sort of gave it to her."
Brandi couldn't help realizing deep down in her heart that he was telling the truth. As shocking as the whole thing seemed, she had to admit that she didn't regret it.
She grabbed her skirt and tried to wipe the drying cum off her body with it. The boss was busily shooing all the men out of the shack.
"You bastards," he said to them. "You could be arrested for this."
When he got them all out of the shack, he came over to Brandi. He hunkered down beside her. She had her clothes back on by now. Now that she could see his face she was pleasantly surprised to see that he was fairly young and handsome. He was the engineer or architect in charge, she imagined.
"I don't know how to apologize for what happened, miss," he said politely.
He took out his handkerchief and rubbed some dirt off her cheek with it.
"I guess I'll be all right now," Brandi half-whimpered, enjoying his sympathy.
"I don't see how anybody could be all right after that. What a monstrous thing for them to do.
Look, our company rents a suite of rooms in a hotel just down the street. We use it to relax in on our way from one job to another. I insist on taking you down there so that you can clean up and try to forget this disgusting experience."
He was afraid she was going to sue his company, Brandi could see. She didn't want to disappoint him by saying that the experience really wasn't disgusting, but actually kind of fun. He would never understand. And she did feel kind of dirty and defiled, with cum leaking out of her, and her hair all messy and her clothes all dirty.
She let him help her to her feet, acting more distraught than she really was when she felt him put one strong arm around her. You wicked girl! she thought to herself as she leaned against his strong masculine body.
"I really would appreciate that," she said in her most vulnerable voice.
As he ushered her off the work site, all the men were back at their jobs.
CHAPTER SEVEN
It was a luxury hotel he took her to, very expensive. Brandi gawked at the fantastic furnishings in the lobby. The suite rented by his company had five rooms.
"My name's Jack," he said as he shut the door behind them.
"I'm Brandi," she said sweetly. "I want you to know that I really do appreciate this."
"Think nothing of it," he said. "Anything I can do to make up for what those gorillas did to you will be worth it."
Just the mention of the word gorilla brought back to Brandi the memory of Jackhammer's fierce embrace as he began to spurt his cum into her. And that memory recalled the wild orgasm she herself had just missed. She could still feel the throbbing pent-up need in her own body, though it was temporarily muted by Jack's good manners and concern.
When he removed his hard-hat she could see how truly handsome he was. He had a craggy jaw and steely blue, but friendly, eyes. His smile was full of kindness. She felt very warm and protected in his presence. If someone had had to happen along at that moment, how fortunate that it was him.
"Why don't you go in and take a bath?" he said, gesturing toward the elegant bathroom. "Meanwhile I'll see if I can't do something about getting these clothes of yours cleaned."
Brandi nodded. She went into the bathroom and shut the door. Quickly she took off her clothes and wrapped a towel around her naked body. Suddenly she remembered that he had already seen her naked. The thought was curiously sexy. She went out of the bathroom and handed him her clothes.
"I think they have a speedy dry-cleaning service here or something," Jack said.
Brandi could see him staring at her bare shoulders and at the large bumps her nipples made in the towel. She looked at him very suggestively, just to make sure he didn't miss her point. I want you to fuck me, said her eyes. The others gangbanged me, and they didn't give me a chance to come. But I know you wouldn't be like that. I want you to fuck me.
Jack seemed to get her message. He ran his fingers under his tight collar, and tried to look away.
"Yes ... well," he muttered. "Let me see if I can get someone to clean these."
Brandi smiled seductively at him before turning and going back into the bathroom. She turned before shutting the door and saw him staring at the backs of her bare legs and thighs.
In the bath she let the warm water lap over her sore, abused body. She wondered how she could have let them do that to her. God, they nearly went out of their minds, just because they had the chance to fuck me! she thought. I know I'm attractive, but that attractive? I guess so.
She looked down at her wet shiny breasts, expecting to find bruises where their mouths and hands had mauled her. Her nipples still ached from the rough treatment they had received, but they were rosy and soft. They showed no signs of having almost been swallowed by ten hungry mouths.
Carefully and gently she washed her ravaged cunt, trying to get all the sticky dried cum out. Just the thought of all of it pumping and squirting into her made her shiver, half with shock, half with renewed excitement. After all, there was still something about the experience that made her glad she hadn't missed it.
Finally she got out of the tub. She dried her refreshed body off with a large luxurious towel. Somehow all the aches and pains had gone away. Now all she could feel was the distant hum of the suppressed orgasm she had never been quite allowed to have during the gangbang. I want to come! she thought, rubbing her hands over her naked flesh.
She caught her reflection in the bathroom mirror, surprised at how wanton her face looked. You look like someone who's dying to be fucked, she told herself. Not someone who just got her brains gangbanged out. Brandi was shocked at how much she had changed just in the past few days.
Having no clothes, she again wrapped the now damp towel around her body and went out into the other room. Jack stood at the bar, making a drink.
"I thought you might be able to use one after what you've been through," he said.
He glanced over his shoulder as he handled the bottles and glasses. Brandi caught his eyes quickly taking in her near nakedness. Instead of waiting for him to come to her, she went over to him. He turned and handed her a glass.
"Scotch and soda be all right?"
Brandi nodded. "I never did get to thank you for ... saving me like that," she murmured.
Somehow saving didn't seem to be quite the right word to either of them, since all the men had fucked her by the time Jack had showed up. But they both knew what she meant.
He smiled. "No self-respecting man would've done otherwise," he said. He reached out one hand and touched her cheek. "I hope you're feeling a little better now."
"Much better, thanks to you," Brandi whispered.
She drank half the Scotch and soda down in one gulp. It quickly warmed her blood and made her more able to do what she wanted to do. She licked her lips and moved even closer to Jack.
"I wouldn't want you to get the wrong idea," she murmured. "Especially after what happened and all. But I really feel very grateful to you for what you did."
Her tit pushed against his arm. She moved even closer, squashing the large firm globe against his bicep.
"I don't know how to repay you," she said, looking up at him, her eyes swimming with desire.
Jack set his own drink down on the bar. He put both hands on her bare shoulders.
"I think a man would have to be pretty rotten to take advantage of you at a moment like this," he said.
Brandi's hand quickly came up to the knot she had made in the towel to keep it in place. She loosened it and the towel fell to the floor, leaving her totally naked.
"I think he'd be a fool not to do it if he were invited," she murmured sexily to him, uptilting her sensual mouth.
She knew he would be unable to resist, and she was right. He bent down and kissed her searchingly, jabbing his tongue urgently between her lips. Brandi grew pliant and yielding in his arms. She let him kiss her for a long time, feeling his hands run up and down her naked back. They stopped on her bare ass, squeezing her asscheeks roughly.
"Don't you want me?" she whispered against his mouth.
"Of course I do," he panted.
Before he knew what was happening, she slid down to her knees and unzipped his fly. Her quick hands found their way through his underwear to his hot cock. She took it out and into her mouth before he could stop her.
"Ummmmm," she hummed as she sucked happily on the swollen head of his thick, throbbing prick.
She held the fat shaft in her two hands as she sucked, stroking him tenderly. She curled her wet velvety tongue around the head of his cock until he was gagging with pleasure.
"Oh, you like that, don't you?" she purred.
"You bet I do," Jack panted.
He held her head and gently fucked her mouth, gasping with delight each time her tight wet lips clung to his withdrawing cock.
"Jesus, I sure didn't expect this!" he sighed as Brandi's lips traveled up and down his stiff tool.
"I want you to fuck me," she whispered, toying with his balls as she continued to give him the best head-job she had ever given anybody in her life. "I want you to fuck me good and make me forget that awful thing that happened to me down there in that shack."
"Ohhnn baby!" he moaned, groaning with pleasure as she nearly swallowed his stiff jerking prick.
But she soon realized that she couldn't make him come this way. She wanted him to come into her pussy, after fucking her senseless. She was so hot with anticipation that she was already mewling and shivering as he finally drew her up to her feet again.
He kissed the nape of her neck and the skin along her shoulders. Goosebumps broke out all over her. Her cunt grew squishy with warm, buttery fluids.
"Jack, oh Jack, you can do anything to me!" she moaned.
His cock was huge, thundering and swollen with blood. Her eager fingers raced to it again, and grasped and squeezed it. But Jack was in control now, not her. He drew her into the next room and stripped down the bed.
Brandi lay down on it on her back, looking up at him with soft obedient eyes. His hands and mouth went to her throbbing, swollen nipples, then down her long sleek belly, down further, sliding into the wet nit of her crotch.
With his fingers he drew open the slick outer lips of her pussy. He kissed it thirstily, stabbing his tongue into her burning slit until she was going mad with flaming need.
"Ohhhnnn, ohnn God, Jack, oh it's so good, yesssss!" she cried out.
Brandi writhed and moaned, rubbing her hot quivering body all over with her hands. She loved every delicious sensation as he licked and sucked her wet pussy. This was so much different than the episode with all the horny workmen. Jack really cared how she felt!
Rolling and tossing, bucking wildly on the bed, his head clasped between her thighs, she was already coming in light, fast, skimming tremors. Her own frantic hands squeezed her tits and nipples. Oh God, fuck me! It's so good! she thought.
When Jack finally loomed up over her, hooking one of her legs in each of his arms and pressing them back so that her knees nearly touched her shoulders, she could only shiver with excitement as she gazed up into his determined, lust-torn face. Her body was bent almost in half. Her heels flailed helplessly in the air above his head.
The whole wet glistening red seam of flesh in her crotch was splayed and puckering. She had never been fucked that way. Arrows of fear zipped through her as she felt her body cramped, bent double, so that she could barely breathe. What is he going to do to me? she thought wildly, wondering if she had been wrong about him.
She could feel the tops of her thighs mashing into her own spiky nipples. They crushed down on her tits as Jack rose over her and plunged the shaft of his prick so deep into her slippery channel that she squealed with hot shocks of surprise.
"Aaiieee!" she screamed. "Ohh! Unhh! Oh God, yesssss! Unh! Ungh!"
Her bent body acted like a living spring as he rammed his cock fiercely in and out of her. He fucked her so furiously that she thought the bed might break under them. How different he was from the tender person she had seen him be when rescuing her from the rest. Now he was a demon of fucking!
The bed rocked and shook and creaked. Brandi gasped for breath every time he lose off her. Then she felt the air squeezed out of her lungs as he pierced her again with the down-thrusting, hard cock.
Jack locked his strong arms behind her neck, grunting and ramming her full of his long prick. He rose even higher up over her, lifting his knees off the mattress and digging his feet into it. He jumped up and down on the resilient spring her body made.
His cock dug so deep into her cunt that she thought it might rip right through her. What she had gone through with the jackhammer operator had been nothing like this. And yet she knew she would get off this time, that he would see to it. For all the rough violence he used in fucking her this way, she could feel his tenderness through it at the same time.
He was fucking her this way for her sake as well as his. Now he was love-raping her creaming pussy, reaming it, ripping into it, piercing and skewering her into a torment of bliss with his ravaging thrusts. He dug his cock into her and she squealed with joy. Then he lifted his hips and jabbed it into her again. Again she squealed.
She loved it. She wanted it to go on forever! Now that she was used to her body being bent double, she found she could flex her thighs and hips in rhythm with his sharp hammering plunges. Panting and growling with crazy desire, Jack rose out of her.
And Brandi clenched the muscles of her legs and wiggled her ass in a wild frenzy, pinching the head of his cock with her wet clasping pussy. Then she yielded and moaned as his hard driving body slammed down onto her again. It pinned her knees against her shoulders, squashing the air from her lungs. His fiery prick drilled to the bottom of her exploding cunt.
Whooping and gasping for air, Brandi began to come in gigantic rolling bursts of fire. The hot honey sped and flashed through her. Her juicy, plundered pussy became a sizzling trench of shattering explosions.
"Unnowwnnggg! Ooogh! Ungghh! Unnow-nnnggg!" she howled as the spasms tore through her writhing flesh.
She was being drilled, not fucked. She had never felt anything like it. Her orgasms nearly made her faint with pleasure. And still his cock was like a huge iron tool that riveted her squirming ass to the bed. She gasped for breath and tore at his shoulders with her nails, gagging with each hot burst of fuck-joy that raced through her helpless shuddering body. Suddenly his prick began to erupt too.
"Unnngghhh! Agggh!" he grunted, splitting her cunt to pieces with new, savage, jerking thrusts.
The hot jets of his cum spewed into her squishy pit. A sharp new climax wrenched Brandi as she felt him come too. The taut jerk of his squirting cock made her sigh with happiness as fresh orgasms leapt to life in the depths of her throbbing pussy.
When it was finally over, she could hardly believe it had happened. They held each other side by side for long moments, feeling the warm throb and afterglow of their tempestuous fuck subside.
"God, I never expected that," she whispered, smiling and kissing him.
"I didn't either, I guess," he said, not very sheepishly. "It seems you bring out both the best and the worst in a man."
"Ummmmm," Brandi hummed, curling up against his hairy chest. Or in all men, she thought, recalling how this day had begun. She wondered if anyone had ever been fucked so much in such a short space of time. But then, it wasn't her fault if men wanted her so much. Was it? She resolved to think about that some more. But for now all she wanted was to snuggle like this with Jack.
CHAPTER EIGHT
As the days passed Brandi began to worry more and more about her memory loss. Why could she remember certain things but not others? Who Carla Mason was, and why she had been at her party, were still mysteries to her. And Ted, this man who was obviously her husband even though she couldn't remember a thing about their life together.
She decided that maybe she had better see her friend Ann Shaw's husband, who was a psychiatrist. At first she thought of calling Ann and having her arrange it. But then the news might get out that I'm nuts or something, she thought. I don't think I really want to go through all that.
So she decided to contact him on her own, without letting anyone know about it. Not Ann. Not Ted. Not anybody. She phoned his office and asked if she could come by there, maybe at the end of the day, after his last patient.
"It's kind of a personal thing, you know," she said over the phone. "It'll probably only take a minute."
She waited while he consulted his calendar. Bert Shaw sounded very stiff and formal over the phone. It was hard to picture him as the dashing bronzed athlete she had seen on the tennis courts once when the two couples had played doubles together.
"It looks like this evening would be best, BrandiT" he said, coming back on the line. "Oh good."
"Why don't you just drop by here about five-thirty? My secretary will have left by that time, although I don't think you'd have to worry about her really."
"I really would rather nobody knew about this, Bert," she said. "I understand. Just let yourself in and knock on my office door."
"Fine. I'll see you then."
During the rest of the day she tried not to think about it. After all, she had never been to see a psychiatrist before. She had always thought they were for people in far worse shape than herself. I just can't remember a few things, that's all. There's nothing crazy about that, is there?
When five o'clock finally arrived she drove to Bert Shaw's office. She was so nervous that she smoked two cigarettes on the way. She pulled her car up outside his office, right behind his shiny silver Mercedes. Then, crushing out a third cigarette, she walked courageously up to the door and went inside.
She found herself in a comfortable waiting room. His secretary had indeed left for the day, as he had said. The waiting room was empty. Brandi felt relieved. She had imagined herself having to smile at the secretary in such a way as to make it clear that she wasn't crazy.
She looked at the door to Bert's inner office, which had his name on it. The whole place was so quiet that she wondered if he were really in there. But the front door had still been open. He must be! she thought.
Slowly she walked over to the door and knocked on it.
"Come in, Brandi," he said from within.
Brandi opened the door and walked into his office, shutting it behind her.
"Hi," she said nervously.
She didn't know why she should be nervous. Maybe it was being alone like this with her friend Ann's husband, without Ann knowing about it. Or maybe it was because of the way Bert was looking at her. Even though it was supposed to be a professional visit, his eyes ran up and down her body shamelessly. They lingered on the swelling fullness of her tits, and on her mouth.
"Hello, Brandi," he said, getting up from behind his desk.
He came over to her, smiling broadly, and led her to a chair next to his desk. They both sat down. Again Bert stared at her tits.
Brandi found herself wondering if he had always wanted to look at her like this, but had been unable to do it because of Ann's presence. Still, he was such a virile and attractive man that she couldn't bring herself to tell him to stop.
"Well now, what is it that's bothering you?" Bert asked.
He folded his hands and leaned back in his chair. Brandi was so aroused by the blatant sexual currents that were flowing between them that she momentarily forgot why she was there. What's come over me lately? she asked herself. I was never like this before. Always thinking about fucking. Even with my best friend's husband! That's almost as bad as doing it with my brother!
The thought of that made her flush with shame. Bert noticed her blushing immediately.
"Is it something you're embarrassed to talk about?" he asked softly, gently.
The tone of his voice made it sound like he really did want to help. But even though she realized that fucking with her brother was horrible, Brandi quickly remembered that it wasn't that she wanted to talk to him about.
"Not really." She shook her head.
She tried to master this strange sexual yearning she seemed to feel continually nowadays. She tried to control herself long enough to explain to him what her real problem was.
"I can't help you if you won't let me know what's troubling you," Bert said warmly.
"I know," Brandi murmured. "I'm just a little confused lately, that's all. I ... I woke up at a strange house a few days ago in bed with a man I'd never seen before."
"And?"
Brandi looked at him wide-eyed. She was astonished at herself for just blurting it out like that.
"I didn't know how I got there. I had no memory of it. I still can't remember. Apparently there was a party or something. It was Car la Mason's house. I don't even know who Carla Mason is."
Bert rubbed his craggy chin and looked into her eyes deeply. Again Brandi felt the sexual humming inside her body. Her cunt tingled. She felt all warm and pliant in spite of herself, but she tried to concentrate.
"And what happened when you woke up with this strange man?" Bert asked.
That was an odd question, Brandi thought. "What do you mean?" she asked.
"I mean did you jump right up and pull on your clothes and run out of the room screaming?"
Brandi blushed again, but she was a little angry at him for probing into her private affairs that way. Still, maybe he knew what he was doing. He was the doctor, after all.
"Certainly not," she laughed.
Bert raised an eyebrow, grinning slightly.
"Well, what would you do in that situation?" she tried to joke.
"If the girl was as beautiful as you, or even if it were you, I know what I'd do," he said.
"Bert, now you are embarrassing me," Brandi whispered.
She looked down at her hands. She could feel her body pulsing and tingling.
"You know what I'd like to do while you keep talking?" Bert said, suddenly getting up from his chair.
He came around his desk and stood in front of her, then suddenly got down on his knees. Oh my God! Brandi thought. This can't really be happening!
"Maybe you'd better not tell me," she said.
But already his firm hands were on her skirt, pushing it up her thighs. She wanted to ask him what the fuck he thought he was doing, but she knew exactly what he was doing. And she knew she didn't have the will to make him stop.
"I want to lick your pussy," Bert whispered.
Brandi felt her blood leap. Fiery little arrows of sweet anticipation sprayed the inisdes of her cunt. In spite of her feeling that she should resist, she helped him scrunch her skirt up around her thighs. And she lifted her ass off the chair seat so that he could slip her panties down. She felt hyponotized as she watched him lift them off her ankles.
"Bert ... do you really think we should be doing this?" she asked softly. "I mean, isn't it unethical or something?"
Already she felt his warm lips on her inner thighs. Gently he forced them apart with his hands, revealing the wet puckering seam of her aching slit.
"If you want me to stop, I will," he murmured.
His mouth crawled ever closer to her cuntlips. Brandi was panting uncontrollably. Her stomach fluttered. Her head whirled. It all felt so good! She couldn't tell him to stop! She didn't want him to stop!
"But ... but Ann's my friend!" she whimpered. "Your wife is my friend."
She didn't want to remind him, but she felt like she ought to. It didn't seem to faze Bert a bit. His fingers stroked her long shapely legs. His lips explored the satiny skin of her tawny inner thighs.
"I've wanted to eat your pussy since the first time I ever saw you, Brandi," he murmured.
"But I came here to talk about my problems," she panted.
Her ass squirmed uncontrollably as she felt his lips ascend higher and higher.
"Don't let me stop you," he murmured. "Go right ahead. I'm listening."
"Aaanngghhhhh!" Brandi sighed sharply.
His tongue slithered between the lips of her pussy. She thought she was going to come unglued with pleasure.
"Oh! Ohhhhhhh!" she sighed.
Bert's tongue explored the wet cleft of her cunt slowly and thoroughly. He found every tiny fold and crevice of her aching pussy. And he was an expert at it. He licked and tongued her swollen cuntlips until Brandi was moaning and whimpering with helpless lust.
She had forgotten why she had initially come here. Instead she held his head lightly, pressing his mouth against her pulsing cunt, wanting this pleasure to never stop. He sucked her cuntlips between his lips and stabbed his tongue down deep into her fiery slit, tongue-fucking her until she was crying madly and biting her lips.
"Ohhhhh God!" she whimpered. "Oh God, it's so good! It's soooo good! God, yesssss! Eat me! Eat me!"
Her chair began to shake as she started trembling. But Bert held her thighs with his hands, gobbling her pussy with heightened passion now. She could feel his finger gingerly probing at the pinched-shut ring of her asshole. Ordinarily Brandi would have told anyone else to stop that.
But she felt like jelly in this man's hands. The things he was doing to her pussy with his mouth were unlike anything she had ever felt before. And he hadn't even touched her clit yet. He was building her up, building her up. She knew that if he ever touched her clit with his tongue she would explode.
The anticipation was killing. She pulled his face into her cunt, grinding her hips.
"God, fuck me, fuck me!" she panted. "Make me come! God, Bert, please! Give it to me, please!"
Suddenly she felt his finger pop into her asshole. Fiery small pains shot through her ass. But at the same instant his lips closed over her flaring clit. He began sucking her and fucking her asshole with his finger at the same time.
Brandi went to pieces. The violent uprush of her orgasm caught her completely unawares.
"OOWNNUUMMIIEEE!" she suddenly squealed. "OHHNNEEEE!"
A sharp pulsing climax wrenched her body. She nearly fell out of the chair as the spasms wracked her, but Bert held onto her. His mouth on her clit sent more and more heavenly spurts of pleasure through her. As the sharp apex of her orgasm subsided, she lay panting and slack-mouthed in the chair, totally surprised at the quick violent pleasure that had caught her.
Is this some secret that only psychiatrists know? she wondered. Nobody has ever made me come so fast before!
But now she felt him undressing her. His fingers unbuttoned her sweater. He had it and her bra off before she knew it and was pulling her down on the floor. She struggled out of her skirt as he scooped up her tits and sucked her tingling nipples greedily.
"Unnnnn," she hummed, totally consumed with lust now. "Oh yessss!"
Her fingers skittered frantically at his belt buckle. She unzipped his fly and quickly slipped her fingers under his shorts, grasping his hot twitching prick. It was a big fat one, rippling with stiff virility.
Bert tore off his shirt and pants and now they were both completely naked. He embraced her eagerly, running his hands down her back, squeezing her ass, biting her shoulder.
"Do you want to get up on the sofa?" he asked softly. "It'd be more comfortable."
"No," she panted, twining her legs around his hips. "Fuck me right here. Right now! Quickly!"
She held his fat rigid cock in both hands and carefully guided it into her hot clasping cunt hole. Her body shivered uncontrollably as the large thing penetrated her. Oh God, I love fucking! she thought. Fuck me, Bert. Just fuck me and fuck me, don't let me think about anything else!
"Oh, but we don't want it to be too quick," he whispered.
He fucked her with slow even strokes, kissing her neck and shoulders at same time.
He caressed her body everywhere while he fucked her. Maybe there was something to the psychiatrist theory, Brandi thought, feeling her body respond with blissful delight. Maybe they knew that all of you could be pleased. She certainly envied her friend Ann for getting fucked this way all the time.
And yet here he was cheating on her. And here she was, letting her friend's husband fuck her and enjoying it wildly. Now he was kissing her tits and tonguing her nipples again as he continued to fuck her. He took his stiff cock out of her pussy and rubbed the head of it against her clit until Brandi was sobbing with need.
"Ohhhnnn!" she moaned, writhing and twisting under him. "Aaangghhhnnn ... oh God, oh God!"
She knew she was close to coming again. But somehow he kept her from it. Whenever he knew she was on the verge of a fresh explosion, he tapered off for a few moments, letting the tension in her body subside. Then he would bring her up again.
Her supple body was incredibly pliant and yielding. She trembled and writhed as the bulbous head of his large cock massaged the throbbing tip of her clit. When he speared her squishy cunt hole again with the full length of it, she cried out.
"Awwoonngggg!"
Her groin leapt to meet his thrusting prick. She dug her nails into the back of his neck, clinging to him, mashing her tits against his hard chest.
"God, Bert, you fuck me so good!" she moaned into his ear. "Ungh! Owwnnggggg!"
She whimpered and howled as his large cock stabbed her aching cunt repeatedly, gouging and piercing her. The sensations were wildly intense. She could feel the initial spasms of a climax fluttering through all the tautly-stretched muscles of her twisting body.
"Oh, I'm going to come! Oh, I'm going to come!" she panted.
She pumped wildly, her thighs encircling his surging hips. Bert reached down and grabbed her asscheeks in both of his strong hands, squeezing them savagely. He fucked Brandi more violently than ever, jackhammering her cunt with his big stiff prick and squeezing her ass mercilessly at the same time.
Brandi thought she was going to die. Bert's vicious reaming of her pussy drove her into squealing paroxysms of ecstasy. The hot coming tore her to pieces.
"AANNGGHIIEEE!" she squealed, flipping and rolling as the orgasm engulfed her. "UNN-GGHHH! OH GOD! OH SHIT! UNGH!"
Bert kept fucking her until she was orgasmed out. But suddenly Brandi realized that he hadn't gone off himself yet, because he withdrew his cock from her pussy and quickly climbed up her body. He dangled the stiff pulsing prick in her face, quickly slipping it between her open lips.
Brandi was so overwhelmed by fucking that she barely knew where she was or what she was doing. But she obligingly began sucking his cock eagerly. Bert grabbed the sides of her head. His body stiffened quickly. He let out a wild groan, and rivers of warm jism exploded into Brandi's mouth.
She gulped it down and still more jumped from his throbbing prick. He pulled it out of her mouth and shot cum all over her face and her tits. Brandi watched the incredible thing continue to spurt. She had never seen any man come so much, not even her brother Johnny who seemed to be able to fuck forever without stopping.
When Bert's cock finally stopped squirting, she took it back into her mouth, caressing it warmly with her tongue, letting it slowly go limp between her lips. Then she took it out and patted it gently, smiling at him.
"How do you do it?" she whispered. "Come so much, I mean."
"It's a gift," he grinned.
"It's not the only way you're gifted," Brandi said.
"Some of my patients have told me I'm the eighth wonder of the world," Bert said.
Well, Brandi thought, at least he's not modest. But then he doesn't have much reason to be.
"Still, we didn't get much chance to talk about my problem," she said.
"Oh, a good fuck is a marvelous cure-all, I always think. Don't you?" Bert asked slyly.
"But what about my memory loss?" Brandi pouted.
"Oh well, if you insist," he said, propping his head up on one elbow to listen. He lit a cigarette. "But I'll have to start charging you from this moment on."
"I have a feeling it won't be difficult to pay your bill." Brandi smiled at him, before beginning once again to tell him her troubles.
CHAPTER NINE
Brandi felt a little guilty. Here she had only gone to him because he was a psychiatrist and she needed help. Bert was her best friend's husband, for goodness sake! And she had ended up letting him fuck her. And holy bananas, what a fuck! She could still feel that huge stiff prick of his going off in her mouth.
After she had told her problems to him and he had made a few recommendations, she had let him fuck her again. He had screwed her from behind, dog-fashion, and more violently than the first time. He claimed it would have a therapeutic effect on her. All Brandi knew was that she had screamed so loudly when she came that she must have been heard three blocks away.
She had got more than she counted on from Bert Shaw. But at the same time, he had made a few suggestions that seemed to make sense. The most obvious was that she should go back to the place where it had all begun. She should return to Carla Mason's house, try to meet Carla Mason herself, look around.
Maybe something there would jog her memory. Maybe it would all suddenly become clear to her.
And so on the next afternoon she found herself driving back to the house of the party, as if she were in a trance. She had to shake herself and even pinch her thigh when she got there in order to remember why she had come. What's the matter with me? she wondered. I know why I'm here. It's because Bert suggested it.
She got out of her car and walked up to the door, feeling odd, as if she were walking through a dream. Nothing seemed entirely real. She was sure that this was the house, but it seemed oddly foreign. If I could only remember what I was doing here in the first place! she thought.
However, even before she rang the bell she could feel the soft pulsing of sexual desire in her body. In a way the feeling frightened her. She knew it must be due to the delicious screwing she had done with Mike here. That had been wonderful. But it had also been the start of the weeks of frantic fucking she had just passed through, weeks that were also wonderful but unlike anything she had ever done before.
Still, she clenched her teeth with determination and rang the bell. She could feel her insides quivering as she waited for the door to open.
When it did she found herself standing face to face with a tall muscular man who was almost completely naked. All he wore was a tight, black, jockstrap-looking thing around his groin. It was made to accentuate his formidable cock.
Brandi quickly realized that she was staring at it, and she glanced back up at his face. My God, here we go! she thought. Weird right from the very start! Still, she couldn't take her eyes off his nearly naked body, which was a gorgeous hunk. On top of that, there was something vaguely familiar about him.
God, did I do it with him too that night? she thought. She searched his eyes to see if he recognized her too. But he didn't seem to. She didn't know if that was a relief or not. From the looks of him she knew she wouldn't mind letting him have his way with her. On the other hand, if she couldn't remember it, what was it worth?
"Is ... is there someone who lives here named Carla Mason?" she asked hesitantly.
His handsome face broke into a grin. Now he let his eyes sweep lustfully up and down Brandi's body. She could feel herself getting damp and swollen just from the feel of his eyes on her. She glanced down at the swelling in his prick.
"There sure is," he said. "Come on in."
Brandi followed him inside.
"This way."
He led her down a long dark hallway and into a large, dimly lit room. She didn't recall it from the time she had been here before. Squinting, she saw that it seemed to be filled with huge mattresses on the floor and huge mirrors on all the walls.
"I'll tell her you're here," the man said. "What's your name?"
"Brandi," she said, again unable to resist the temptation to glance down at his bulging crotch. Part of her strongly wished he had said, "No, she's not here," and then thrown her down on one of the mattresses and raped her wildly.
But before she could even get very far with that fantasy, he was gone.
She glanced around the room, feeling slightly uneasy and excited at the same time. There was something about this whole place that made her feel more sexy than ever. She knew it had something to do with the events of the past few weeks, but she couldn't say exactly how.
But her body felt alive with sensuality. She could feel a hot pulse beating in her throat. There were butterflies in her stomach, and her cunt was wet, her nipples tight. What's happening to me? she wondered.
"Oh!" she exclaimed, jumping forward, startled.
She hadn't realized that anyone else was in the room with her until she saw a reflection in one of the mirrors. It was a dark, beautiful girl wearing a white flowing robe.
To Brandi she seemed somehow familiar, just as the man had seemed. Suddenly she remembered. This was the girl who had been getting so brutally fucked in the ass and cunt when Brandi had been leaving the house. And the man was one of the guys who was doing it to her.
"I didn't mean to startle you," the girl in the white robe said.
"I ... oh, it's okay," Brandi stuttered. "It just surprised me a little, that's all. When I saw you in the mirror, I mean."
"I understand you want to see me. I'm Carla Mason."
So it was her! Brandi thought. The way Carla stared at her made her even more uneasy. It was almost like a man's leer, full of lust and hunger. Brandi was not used to being looked at that way by another woman.
"My name is Brandi," she murmured. "A few weeks ago I came to a party at this house. I know it sounds silly, but I don't even know why I was invited because I'm sure I've never met you before anywhere. Isn't that right?"
Carla smiled. When she moved Brandi could tell that she wore nothing under her long flowing robe.
"My parties are very special," Carla said. "People come from miles around. Sometimes they bring friends, acquaintances. You're always welcome at my parties, Brandi. We could use a few more like you."
As she spoke, she moved closer to Brandi. She extended one hand and caressed Brandi's cheek with it. Her dark eyes burned into Brandi's face, then traveled hungrily down her body.
Brandi didn't know what to make of this. She had never had a woman make advances at her before. She had never even considered how she would respond if it did happen. So she was at a total loss for what to do.
On top of that, there was something about Carla that was incredibly appealing. Her cool finger on Brandi's cheek sent a sharp sexual electricity coursing through the girl. And Carla's eyes swam with a throbbing insistent desire that utterly dumfounded and hypnotized Brandi.
God, I've never felt like this before! she thought. What's going on anyway? Why does she have this strange power over me? Is she a lesbian? Does she want to fuck me? Is that what this is all about? But I saw her getting fucked by those two guys and loving it.
"I'm sorry I don't remember you," Carla murmured. "I know I wouldn't forget a woman as beautiful as you are if I'd ever met you before. I must've been busy elsewhere on the night you were here."
That's one way to describe it, Brandi thought. Carla hadn't removed her hand after caressing Brandi's cheek. Instead her fingers were now coiling sensually around Brandi's left ear and behind her neck. And Brandi was helpless to resist. She felt caught in Carla's strange hypnotic power.
"I ... I had trouble remembering some things after that party," Brandi stammered.
"Would you like to sit down?" Carla asked, as if she hadn't heard.
Brandi nodded. She half-expected that they would go to a room where there were chairs, a sofa perhaps. But Carla merely led her across the room to one of the huge mattresses. She sank down to it, the folds of her robe parting to reveal her sleek shapely legs.
Brandi sat down too, although she felt very self-conscious about it. She placed herself at a discreet distance from Carla, but Carla quickly shifted over next to her, sitting very close.
"This is the orgy room," Carla whispered, smiling. "It feels so funny not to see it full of naked people all moaning and fucking together."
"The ... orgy room?" Brandi asked hesitantly.
I mean, I know I've gone in for quite a lot of fucking lately, she thought. More than usual. But orgies! That's just out of the question!
Suddenly her lapsed vigilance was up. Was this Carla going to try to get her into an orgy?
"Oh, don't worry," Carla reassured her. She grinned. "They only happen on party nights. I'm surrpised you didn't get into one on the night you were here."
Brandi looked wide-eyed around the dim room. She could hardly believe what she was hearing.
"I guess I was busy with a guy named Mike," she said softly.
Carla's eyes widened. She grinned broadly.
"Mike? Gigantic...?" she asked, holding her flat palms apart to indicate length.
Brandi nodded, grinning in spite of herself.
"Well, you lucky thing! First night at one of my parties and she draws the champ. I trust you weren't disappointed."
"Certainly not," Brandi shook her head. "It's just that I sort of ... well, lost my memory after that night."
Suddenly she felt Carla's arm going around her shoulders, drawing her closer. She didn't resist. Carla's warm breath was on her neck.
"What does it matter so long as you're here right now?" Carla whispered.
"What kind of place is this?" Brandi inquired weakly. She felt Carla's lips on her neck, on her throat. Oh God, she wants to fuck me! she thought. A girl! But she didn't pull back. Even when she felt Carla's fingers unbuttoning her skirt, she didn't pull back. Instead she looked down, curiously, as if in a trance.
"What are you doing?" she murmured.
"Helping you get more comfortable."
"I'm already comfortable."
"But I want you, Brandi."
She came to the last button on Brandi's shirt and unfastened it. She pulled the shirt off Brandi's shoulders. Brandi didn't move.
"But I'm not that way," she said, gazing into Carla's deep-brown eyes. "I'm not a lesbian."
"You like to fuck, don't you?" Carla whispered.
Brandi nodded. Carla undid the clasp between the cups of Brandi's bra and pulled it apart, exposing Brandi's upswept tits. Her eyes devoured the ripe swollen nipples.
"You like to come, don't you?" she whispered again.
Brandi nodded again. Carta's eyes didn't move from her naked tits.
"You're so beautiful," Carla exclaimed, the first trace of emotion sneaking into her voice. "Brandi, believe me, you haven't come until you've had a woman make you come."
Brandi knew that Carla was only trying to make her submissive. She knew it couldn't be true. She knew what wild glorious coming could be like. Having Carla do it to her couldn't be that much better. And she had seen Carla herself getting fucked by two men at once and screaming with ecstasy.
But little did Carla know that it didn't matter. She didn't have to talk Brandi into it. Brandi was already in her spell. She didn't know how it had happened, but she was ready to let Carla do anything she wanted to her.
Yes, yes! she thought. You can fuck me! Do it to me, make me come-fuck me and suck me-I want you!
And still another part of her mind tried to examine what she was doing. I've never done anything like this before! she thought, scandalized that she was actually inviting another woman to fuck her. What's come over me?
But when she saw Carla begin to take off her robe, she began to tremble with sexual excitement. Carla's incredibly lovely body came into view. The full firm melons of her tits were poised only inches away from Brandi's. Carla moved forward until the thick rosy nipples brushed Brandi's swollen buds.
Brandi's breasts throbbed and pulsed. Her nipples quickly hardened. Carla's lips were just inches from hers, wet and sensual.
"I've ... I've never done this," Brandi whimpered hesitantly.
Carla looked down at their touching nipples. She moved even closer, mashing their hot breasts together. Brandi felt a sharp flash of incredible lust course through her body.
"Do you want me to stop?" Carla whispered, grinning.
"Oh no!"
Carla's mouth approached hers. God, kissing another woman! she thought. How sick! But the warm lips that met her own were soft and searching, not rough and demanding. Carla kissed her with aching tenderness, her tongue probing Brandi's mouth with soft insistent urgency. Brandi found herself kissing the other girl back naturally. It was just like kissing a man, she thought.
Only Carla's naked body felt much different pressing against her than a man's did. It was so soft and smooth! She ran her hands up and down Carla's shapely bare back as they kissed. She caressed the girl's round high ass, and her silky thighs.
"Mmmmmmmm," she hummed deep in her throat as Carla began to caress her back.
Both of them were on their knees now, embracing, their wet tongues coiling together. Carla's hands were on Brandi's full tits, lifting them, flicking the protruding coral nipples with her tongue. What amazed Brandi was that the girl seemed to be so patient. She was in no hurry.
She sucked and tongued and nipped each one of Brandi's throbbing nipples until Brandi was actually panting with need. And her hands squeezed the fleshy globes of Brandi's tits as she sucked.
"Oh! Anngghhhhh!" Brandi moaned, feeling soft pre-orgasmic waves sweep and flutter through her body.
"Does it feel good?" Carla murmured. "Oh God, yes!"
"You have such beautiful boobs," Carla whispered.
"God, I'm almost coming!" Brandi whimpered.
"Plenty of time for that," Carla sighed.
Her mouth and fingers explored the rest of Brandi's trembling body, from her ears to her toes. Carla's lips moving up and down her bare legs nearly drove Brandi into a mad frenzy. She couldn't control the twitching of her muscles. Her body twisted and quivered involuntarily.
"Oh God ... oh God!" she moaned helplessly. "Fuck me ... eat me!"
For Carla had kissed every part of her body but the part that was crying out to be kissed-her cunt. Carla's mouth and hands had wandered near it several times, but she had always veered away without actually touching it. Brandi was driven crazy with need.
Her body writhed with desire. She panted wildly and rubbed her inner thighs with the heels of her hands, trying to relieve the tension. She could not remember ever having been so aroused by a man. Carla was fiendishly skillful.
Her sharp teeth nipped sensually at the sensitive skin of Brandi's inner thighs. She licked the skin of Brandi's groin, tormenting Brandi, whose pussy ached to be licked and devoured.
"Oh God ... please!" she begged. "Please, Carla, please!"
"Relax, honey, relax," Carla murmured. "You'll come better if you relax."
"I ... can't!" Brandi cried out.
Her body shivered, out of control with lust. She could feel Carla's hands on her thighs. She could even feel Carla's warm breath on the sensitive moist lips of her runny slit. God, why doesn't she do it to me? she asked herself.
Her pelvis quivered and she held her breath instinctively. Suddenly, without warning, Carla's long tongue slithered up deep into her pussy.
"Ohhhnnn!" she gasped, dying with pleasure.
Suddenly Carla was eating her aching pussy in a hundred different skillful ways. Carla wasn't content merely to tongue-fuck Brandi's seething cooze. Her lips and tongue explored every fold and furrow of the girl's oozing trench. She even dipped her tongue below Brandi's cunt along the sensitive skin between it and her asshole. The novel sensation made Brandi cry out.
"Oh! Ahhnn! Oh God! Ohhhhh!"
She tried not to squirm as the tip of Carla's tongue tickled the rim of her asshole. Carla's thumbs were both in her flowing pussy now, fucking her gently. And Carla's tongue now swooped back up to her cunt, flicking her tingling clit with quick sharp jabs.
"Oh yes!" Brandi gasped, feeling the pleasure stream through her twisting body. "Oh yes, yes!"
But Carla would give her no more than that. Whenever Brandi seemed on the edge of bursting, Carla would withdraw her attention to another less sensitive part of Brandi's body. She turned Brandi over and explored her long supple back and her high jouncy ass with her mouth and hands.
Brandi was helpless in the girl's hands. Her body pulsed with fuck-hunger. If a thousand men wanted to gang-bang her at that instant, she knew she wouldn't be able to refuse them.
"Ohhhhnnnnn, I love to fuck you," Carla murmured, swarming over Brandi's quivering warm body. "I love to fuck you, you're so beautiful, Brandi."
"Please ... please fuck me, eat me" Brandi gasped. "Make me come, please!"
Carla returned to Brandi's aching pussy and began fucking it with one hand. Crazy with need, Brandi gyrated her hips, pushing her hungry cunt against the fingers.
"Oh God, yes!" she panted. "Harder ... harder!"
Carla's mouth was on her tits again, giving deep passionate sucks to her nipples. Carla's warm smooth body pressed against her own everywhere. The girl seemed to engulf her quivering flesh. Her hand skillfully fucked Brandi's pussy until Brandi was sobbing on the edge of a ferocious orgasm.
But then again she stopped. She withdrew her hand, still licking and kissing Brandi's erect nipples.
Her body was as tight as a wire, shaking uncontrollably. She writhed and twisted on the huge mattress, wild with need. Her legs coiled around Carla's, and her fingers clawed at the other girl's smooth warm flesh, trying to make her keep it up.
"Please ... pleeeeeease!" she moaned, shivering with desire.
Carla kissed her mouth, probing with her sensual tongue.
"Oh, how can I resist you?" she whispered, grinning.
"Please, I'm so close!" Brandi whimpered.
"Relax, baby, relax," Carla murmured. "As soon as I put my mouth on your clit, you'll explode."
"Then do it!" Brandi moaned. "Please do it!"
"How can I resist? Do you like the way I fuck you?"
"Jesus, I've never felt anything like it!"
She was telling the truth, too. She couldn't actually say it was better than being fucked by a man, but it was certainly different. And just as intense. Carla knew how to leech the last bit of sensation out of every caress. But even more than that, she didn't seem to care about coming herself. At least not until Brandi had come.
And so Carla's every effort was devoted to seeing that Brandi would have a perfect orgasm. She had slowly and skillfully reduced Brandi's body to a quivering hot mass of jelly. Brandi would submit to anything, she knew, anything! And it was apparently this domination that Carla got off on.
Maybe it was even the reason why she had to be dominated herself once in a while, Brandi quickly thought. That would explain the incident with the two men brutally fucking her at the same time.
But Brandi couldn't speculate about it any longer. Carla was sliding down her body again, nestling between her quivering thighs. Carla's lips were on her belly. Her hand was again gently probing Brandi's flowing pussy. Brandi bucked her hips and pumped back slowly with her cunt.
"Ungh! Anngghhhh!" she gasped, mewling and shaking.
Possessed by a mad desire to watch Carla eating her cunt, she propped herself up on her elbows and looked down the length of her prone body at the girl's beautiful face, poised between her thighs.
Intent on what she was doing, Carla extended her long pink tongue and ran it up and down the moist open furrow of Brandi's cunt.
"Ohhhnnn!" Brandi sighed, throwing back her head and clenching her teeth.
Again Carla's fingers fucked her cunt for a few moments. Then again they withdrew to make way for Carla's incredible tongue. Brandi's spastic fingers clawed the mattress under her.
"Oh God, oh God!" she sobbed.
The sensations in her pussy were exquisite, like nothing she had ever felt. She had never known that such an agony of pleasure was possible. Carla's clever lips and tongue again brought her to a fever pitch without once touching her swollen, throbbing clit.
Unable to support herself any longer on her elbow, she fell back to the mattress. She arched her back, writhing and pushing her cunt up into the girl's face. Do it hard, do it hard! she chanted over and over to herself. Fuck me!
"Unnnn! Oh! Unnnnn!" she moaned deliriously, shaking all over with the need to come.
Carla's tongue slithered deep into her channel. Carla's lips kissed the lips of her aching pussy, frenching it passionately. Brandi dug the heels of her hands into her trembling thighs, consumed with need. Please, oh please!
Then suddenly, when she knew she could not take any more of the beautiful torture, she got her wish. Starting at the bottom of her puckering gash, Carla's tongue slowly traveled toward the top. She slid her fingers into Brandi's seething cunt below her tongue, fucking her rapidly. And suddenly her tongue was coiling around Brandi's clit, attacking it savagely.
"Unh! Oh! Unhghh!" Brandi panted, going wild.
She churned and flipped on the mattress, going crazy with pleasure. Carla's hand raped her roughly. Carla's mouth devoured her streaming, spasming cunt with wild passion. When the climax hit her, it was like being split up the pussy by a bolt of white-hot lightning.
"AANNOOWWNNNNEEEEEEEE!" she wailed, ruptured by the force of a gigantic orgasm. "UUNNGGEEEE! OHGH! OH JESUS!"
She held onto Carla's head, keeping it between her clenching thighs. She didn't want Carla's mouth to leave her flashing pussy. Don't stop! she thought! Don't let it ever stop! Keep eating me, please!
"Ohhnnn! Oh God! Ohhnn!" she moaned, her body still pulsing with the aftershocks of her stupendous climax.
And when it was over, it only seemed natural that she should do for Carla what Carla had done for her. In fucking Brandi, Carla had shown such marvelous restraint. And now it was Brandi's turn to pay her back.
Even though she had never made love to another woman before, she just did what came naturally. Carla yielded to her completely. Her thighs yawned open and she welcomed Brandi's mouth on her cunt with a long, blissful moan.
Brandi tongue-fucked the girl and toyed with her clit, hoping to prolong the torment of pleasure in the same way Carla had done for her. But Carla was a quick comer. Whether it was just in her nature or whether fucking Brandi had already aroused her to the cracking point, Brandi didn't know.
But moments after Brandi began to eat her, Carla began going off like a string of firecrackers. She seemed to have orgasms so powerful that Brandi could only envy them. And she didn't limit herself to one or two, either. She seemed to go on and on, coming and coming, moaning and shuddering until her last ounce of ecstasy had been squeezed from the string of climaxes.
When it was over they again embraced and lay face to face.
"I've never seen anybody come like that," Brandi said, still half-astonished at the way Carla had climaxed so much.
"It only takes practice," Carla murmured, grinning. "You could learn to do it in a day or two. I may be able to do a lot of them, but, honey, I'll bet I've never even felt one like that one you had. You come like it's the end of the world."
"I guess that's why I can't get enough," Brandi admitted candidly.
"None of us can get enough," Carla said.
Brandi felt marvelously content. Her body was satisfied. Her mind felt at ease. She hadn't got much closer to discovering why her memory had failed her, but meeting Carla had been an experience she wouldn't have missed.
She stretched out next to Carla, caressing the girl's lovely smooth body, feeling Carla touch hers. She somehow trusted the girl. Nobody who didn't care about you would bother to fuck you the way Carla had fucked her. She felt warm and secure in the girl's embrace, and soon drifted off into a pleasant sleep.
CHAPTER TEN
She didn't know how long she slept. But when she awoke, it was to the sound, familiar now, of Carla's sexual moaning. Brandi looked around the dimly lit room, but couldn't see the girl anywhere.
The sounds were wildly exciting to Brandi, even though she didn't know exactly where they were coming from. But she knew Carla had to be very near. And God, the girl had an even greater capacity for fucking than she herself did!
"Oh! Oh God, yes! Hard, do it hard!" Carla panted.
Brandi slowly got to her feet, only then realizing that she was still naked herself. She moved toward the sounds of Carla's panting and moaning. At the other end of the huge, dimly lit room she discovered a heavy curtain.
She peeked behind it. There was the naked Carla, again being fucked by two men at the same time, the way she had been when Brandi had first seen her. Only this time there was a difference. Two differences.
First, although Brandi would never have believed it if she wasn't watching it, they both had their stiff pricks in her pussy at the same time. Carla was pinned between them. One was fucking her from the rear, the other from the front.
Brandi looked on, fascinated, feeling her own hot blood thump inside her quivering flesh. Carla's cunt was engorged almost to the splitting point by the two stiff pricks. She writhed and moaned, struggling with intense pleasure.
But what made it worse was that the man who was still trying to jam all of his massive tool into her from the front was none other than Mike, the guy Brandi had made it with on her first night here. The guy with the world's record cock!
"Ohhnnn!" Carla moaned, writhing wildly. "Ungghh! Oh God! Do it, Mike! Get it in me! I'm coming, do it hard!"
Brandi couldn't believe her eyes. The two stiff cocks, especially Mike's huge one, couldn't really fit into Carla's distended pussy. And yet somehow they did. The first one was embedded deep in her, and Mike succeeded in getting three or four inches of his rigid meat into her, pumping furiously. Suddenly Carla cried out. Her beautiful body stiffened, then went into convulsions.
"AANNGGEEE!" she shrieked as her climax ruptured her. "OH! OH! AANNGGHIEEE!"
But somehow, something Brandi must have done caught Mike's attention, just as Carla's orgasm struck. Brandi could see the other man began to come too, but not Mike, who quickly pulled his cock out of Carla's spasming pussy.
"Well, look what we have here," he said, grinning at Brandi.
She couldn't take her eyes from the thick, wet, twitching stalk of his prick, standing tall and fiercely throbbing. And he couldn't take his eyes off her incredibly luscious body, her upswept tits and her round smooth ass.
"Long time no see," he said, coming toward her.
"No, but I thought about you a lot," Brandi murmured.
Her blood was truly boiling from the scene she had just witnessed. There was something oddly sensual and wild about this place. Something that made her want to get ravished and brutally screwed in the same way she had now seen Carla screwed twice. And Mike seemed to read her mind.
"You'd like to do that too, wouldn't you?" he whispered into her ear, bending close.
"I ... I don't know," she stammered.
Suddenly he was kissing her, his hot slimy cock pressing against her naked stomach, jumping with lust. Incredible sexual excitement spread through Brandi's body. Yes! she said to herself. Yes! Yes! I want to get fucked like that! And more! I want to be fucked in every way possible!
"But there's only one of you now," she whispered, sighing as his mouth dropped to her tits.
"Oh, there's a lot more than one of us at Carla's house," he said as he sucked her nipples.
Brandi held her tits up to him, stuffing them into his fantastic mouth. Suck me, baby, suck me! And fuck me with that gigantic tool. Fuck me everywhere! she thought.
"Ron, go and tell Gary to come here," he said to the other man who had been fucking Carla with him.
Brandi glanced over at them and saw Carla smile at her as she helped Ron get his long cock out of her clinging cunt.
"Want some fun, eh?" she said to Brandi.
Brandi nodded slowly. Mike's mouth on her tits was lighting urgent fires. She didn't know what she was letting herself in for exactly. But it was an irresistible impulse. She had already come this far. Why not go all the way? It would just be fucking, lots of glorious fucking.
And she could handle that, couldn't she? She watched Ron leave to get Gary, whoever Gary was.
Meanwhile, Mike forced her down on the mattress. Carla joined him and the two of them began to drive Brandi crazy. Their mouths and hands were all over her trembling body. Mike seemed unable to get enough of her tits. He squeezed and sucked them hungrily.
And Carla's incredibly skillful mouth was back on Brandi's pulsing pussy, devouring it.
"Unnhhhhh!" Brandi gasped as she felt the familiar long tongue slither up into her snatch.
But she gave herself to them completely. The fluttering excitement in the pit of her stomach wouldn't stop. She knew that this was going to be unlike anything she had ever experienced. And yet she didn't know exactly what was in store for her.
She didn't have long to wait. Within minutes, Ron returned with a second man she assumed must be Gary. Mike nodded at them both, then gestured to Brandi, who was already writhing with need.
God, they're going to fuck me! she thought wildly. They're all going to fuck me! I've never been so ... scared, excited, everything! All at once!
She couldn't help watching the grinning Gary as he unbuttoned his jeans and peeled them down his thighs. Next down came his shorts. She gulped. She found herself staring at a tool that was every bit as large as Mike's. Oh God! she thought. Oh shit, what have I got myself into?
But she was too crazed with passion to really be frightened. It would be the supreme fuck of her life, and she wasn't going to fail to enjoy it. She beckoned to Gary with her eyes. He quickly knelt beside her head, dangling his huge swelling cock in her face.
Brandi quickly took it between her lips. She grasped and stroked it with her fingers as she sucked it, feeling the hot throbbing shaft grow rigid. Gary held her head gently in his hands and began slowly fucking her mouth.
"Ummmmmmm!" She smiled, taking as much of his stiff wet prick as she could into her mouth with each thrust.
At the same time Mike and Carla began working again on the rest of her body. And Ron too, the one who had been fucking Carla with Mike. His cock began to swell again as he watched the three of them working on Brandi's luscious body.
He scooped up one of her tits, in his hands and began mauling the throbbing nipple with his mouth. Carla sucked her other tit, and Mike's tongue began flicking her aching clit. His fingers explored the crack of her ass, darting suggestively around the puckered ring, making Brandi wince.
"Ohhhnn! Oh God ... ahhhnnn!" she couldn't help moaning as the four of them explored and caressed her writhing body.
She had never been to bed with more than one person before. The mere thought of it was thrilling. The real thing was almost more than she could bear. She yielded everywhere to their clever hands and mouths, feeling her body respond with sharp urgency. They seemed to want to eat her alive, to devour her. Their mouths and hands were everywhere.
At one point she even squealed as she felt a strong tongue slither up into her asshole. Hot arrows of pleasure spurted through her body.
"Angghieee!" she squealed, her body shuddering with surprised excitement.
Two mouths thirstily sucking her tits at the same time also drove her nearly crazy with lust. Her nipples throbbed wildly. The mouths were not gentle at all, sucking her savagely. And their desire for her in turn jacked up her lust even more.
"Yes! Yessssss!" she sighed and panted. "Ohn-nnnnn! Yes!"
She was so delirious with the hot sensual pleasures that came from being devoured by all of them at once that she barely felt the injection being given to her arm until it was over. The prickling sensation made her glance to the right, where she saw Carla smiling, holding an empty hypodermic.
"Don't worry," Carla whispered. "It'll make you come better. At first you won't be able to come at all. Then ... gangbusters!"
The three men were still devouring her body everywhere. For Brandi it was hard to concentrate on anything but the delicious sensations they were causing. But she did manage to get out her question, before lust swept her away for good.
"Is that what made me lose my memory?" she asked Carla.
"Sometimes it has that effect," Carla nodded. "Don't you want to come better than ever?"
"Oh God, yes!" Brandi sighed, giving her body now completely to the men who were fucking her. "Better than ever, better than ever!" she muttered, twisting and stretching.
And now that she was at a fever pitch, they really began to fuck her in earnest.
"Ohhggnnnn!" she groaned with delighted pleasure as she felt Gary's long thick cock slide up into her pussy.
Finally it was beginning. She didn't want it to ever end. Gary kissed her mouth as he began slowly fucking her hungry pussy. Out of the corner of her eye she noticed Mike swabbing his tall jumping prick with glistening lubricant. She knew exactly what he intended to do with it.
The fear made her insides wince slightly, but she knew there was no getting out of it now. And she had seen the pleasure reflected on Carla's face when it had happened to that girl. Brandi knew she would hate herself in the future if she didn't give into it when the opportunity occurred.
Oh yes! Do it to me! Do it to me, all of it! she thought, yielding totally to their hands as they rolled her onto her side.
All three men had their hands on her now. Carla was merely watching from the side as they manipulated Brandi's beautiful body into the positions that would offer them the mosf pleasure.
She felt Mike's mouth next to her ear, breathing hotly into it.
"What do you want, Brandi?" he whispered.
She could feel his hands on her ass, exploring the crease between her cheeks. Gary's thick cock slid relentlessly in and out of her clinging pussy, sliding along her swollen clit. The sensation made her shudder with pleasure.
And now she could see Ron's hard prick bobbing and twitching in front of her face, just inches from her lips.
"What do you want, Brandi?" Mike whispered again.
"I ... I want you all to fuck me," Brandi whimpered.
"And where should we fuck you?"
"Ev...." she panted, her breath shortened by lust and incredible excitement. "Everywhere! Oh, fuck me everywhere!"
And even though she had known they were going to do that, it only became real to her at that very moment. She felt Mike's stiff cock poking at the tightly shut ring of her asshole. Then suddenly it was going into her, lubricated by the jelly he had smeared all over it.
"OOOMMFFF!" she gulped, feeling involuntary tears squirt from the corners of her eyes. " AAOO WWNNGGGG!"
The massive shaft of his cock completely impaled her asshole. The initial fiery pain subsided quickly into the wildly pleasurable sensation of being entirely engorged by the two huge rigid pricks that were now beginning to thrust in and out of her cunt and ass.
"Aaabbbggghhh!" she moaned, writhing helplessly between the two surging bodies.
She clenched her teeth and tried to submit totally to the fantastic joy of it. She was split and skewered with pricks back and front. And suddenly she felt the bulbous head of Ron's bobbing prick pressing against her lips. He wanted into her mouth, and she gratefully opened it and sucked his cock inside.
Now they all drove relentlessly in and out of her. She could already feel the hot swirling storms of orgasm hurtling toward her. But the injection Carla had given her somehow kept them, as Carla had warned her it would, off in the distance. Why can't I come? she cried out to herself.
"Unh! Unhhhhh! Oh! Unghh!" she grunted, thrashing and twisting as they fucked her fiercely.
The cocks rode up and down her creaming pussy and her sizzling asshole, in and out of her panting, sucking mouth. She could feel every ripple and ridge of each hammering prick. She could feel the two cocks pulsing and scraping together through the thin membrane separating her cunt from her asshole.
Somehow Gary, whose cock was sunk in her tingling wet pussy, was able to lean up enough for Ron to get his throbbing tool into her mouth. And this also made it possible for Carla to reach Brandi's tits with her mouth. Brandi suddenly felt her nipples being mauled by the girl's mouth.
Now she was being fucked by all four of them at once! She had never believed such a thing was possible! And she knew that were it not for the injection she would have had thirty orgasms by now. She could feel the urgent pressure of her climax all through her body, rolling and building like trapped steam.
"Ohhhhhnnnnn! Oh God ... oh Jesus! Fuck me! God, don't stop! Fuck me forever!" she howled, groaning and whimpering.
And they did. As their own lusts deepened, they all began to use her vulnerable body more roughly. Ron was on the verge of coming again and raped her mouth ferociously. He grabbed the sides of her head in his strong hands and crammed his cock into her mouth and halfway down her throat, making Brandi gag and sputter.
Carla's rough lips on her tits made her want to cry out. It felt like the girl was trying to swallow Brandi's poor throbbing nipples. On the other hand, the sensations actually heightened the incredible passion Brandi was experiencing. It was a passion so extreme that she would let them do anything to her. Anything!
Meanwhile, the two jackhammering pricks that ravaged her cunt and asshole made her mewl and whinny with lust.
"Unngghhhh! Unngghhhh!" she grunted and groaned as the rigid shafts of cock skewered her again and again.
The two men fucked her with vigorous athletic force, pinning her body between them, stabbing her to the quick with their fierce huge pricks. Brandi writhed between them, jamming her groin down to their up-jabbing pricks, howling and shuddering with pleasure and pain as the massive cocks penetrated her throbbing, wincing body.
She didn't know how she could take it. She didn't know how anybody could take it! And yet there she was, grinding her pelvis, undulating her hips. She fucked back down into their savage up-thrusting pricks. She clawed Gary's back with her fingernails, wailing and whimpering as again the two cocks rose to impale her smooth shivering flesh.
"Oh God ... oh God!" she whimpered. "Ungh! Awwooggnn!"
But her words and sounds were quickly smothered by Ron's stiff prick, which probed her mouth again violently. She knew he was about ready to come because she could taste the first juices of his jism leaking from the head of his cock. He fucked her mouth roughly, hammering and battering her throat with the head of his dick.
"Uuoonnggg! Uoonnngg!" she groaned as he fucked her throat.
She wanted him to come. She wanted him to come fast! It wasn't so much that she wanted all the furious fucking to stop. But she couldn't breathe or cry out freely so long as his stiff pronging cock was in her mouth. So somehow she managed to get her hands up through all the squirming bodies and grasped the shaft of his hot cock.
She sucked him passionately, squeezing and stroking the shaft of his cock at the same time. Ron's body stiffened and a high-pitched cry of passion excaped his throat. Oh good, good! Brandi thought. A split-second later the warm jism jetted into her mouth. She swallowed and sucked, sucked and swallowed, until the last drop of cum came from his limp tool.
Then he withdrew it from her mouth. Carla too was out of the way now, having pinched and sucked Brandi's tender nipples into a state of agonized excitement. Now, from behind, Mike had reached his hands around and fondled Brandi's tits, twisting and pulling her excited nipples, taking over where Carla had left off.
And he and Gary were now able to fuck her ass and cunt with ferocious determination. They worked as a team, as if they had done this many times before. And quickly Brandi's thoughts skipped to Carla, and to the scene she had witnessed a few weeks earlier. Of course! They had done it many times before! That's why they were so good at it!
They were good at it, too. At first they slowed down the tempo, so that Brandi could actually feel the exquisitely intense sensations of their two gigantic cocks sliding in and out of her poor ravaged pussy and asshole.
"Oh! Oooohhhh!" she moaned as they slowly stroked her.
Brandi's body shook uncontrollably with the excitement and the hot fires of lust that their slow merciless fucking inspired. God, when am I going to come? she asked herself. God, I want to come! Let me come!
The tremors of a sharp climax quaked throughout her trembling body, but she couldn't actually come. And the two men began to pick up the pace. Brandt shut her eyes, mewling softly as she felt them begin to plunder her body again. They fucked her more and more roughly, stabbing their cocks up into her secret passages.
Suddenly, the more roughly they fucked her, the more she began to feel like she was actually going to come. Whatever was in the injection that Carla had given her was beginning to wear off. Oh God, yes! she thought wildly, shaking her head and crying violently as the two relentless pricks nearly lifted her poor shuddering body off the bed with each massive thrust.
"Oh God, yes! Yes! I'm going to come! Fuck me hard! Hard! Ungh! Aawwoonnggg! Hard! Hard! Harder! Ungh!"
She thought the two of them would tear her apart. The two thick stabbing cocks raped and reamed her out savagely, and she jammed her cunt and asshole down repeatedly on the uprearing pricks.
She could feel her orgasm beginning to split her apart the way a bolt of lightning splits the trunk of a tree. Starting from her impaled and ravished groin, it spread throughout her flesh, tearing her apart, rupturing her, splitting her in pieces.
Her climax was so violent that her helpless screaming and thrashing seemed to jerk the cum right out of Mike's and Gary's cocks too. They groaned and came fiercely, pumping jism into her in sharp jerky spurts.
And Brandi throbbed and writhed between them, caught in the throes of the supreme orgasm of her life. It seemed to last forever, and when the power of it finally subsided the afterglow seemed to go on and on. She was so grateful to them all that she kissed and kissed them, thanking them for the most tremendous fuck she had ever had in her life.
And all she could think of now was that she couldn't imagine going through life without being able to do that again. And again and again! So that when Carla finally asked her, "Do you think that was worth a little lost memory?" all Brandi could say was: "There's nothing else I want to remember in my life but that."