The world seemed a bright, wonderful place to Kim Werner. She knew she was going to have a wonderful life from now on, married to Barney Werner, the handsome senior she had met while just a freshman at college. There had been some rocky moments, especially when the reason for her marriage had come about, but now that she was blissfully wedded, wearing deceptive white, Kim knew everything would be all right. Granted, her parents would never forgive her for being compromised and forced to marry-at least compromised in their eyes. Still, they would grudgingly accept Barney, after a while.
She was sitting in the middle of the dais now, and all the people were up and dancing on the dance floor. Even her husband was dancing with her older sister, and Kim, whose feet hurt from having done so much dancing before, wanted to relax a little. She thought back to the events leading up to the wedding. To begin with, she had met Barney her second day at college. He was taking a fill-in course while she was seriously studying botany. The moment she had seen him she had known he was a prize. Tall, handsome, with a long, slightly hooked nose, large teeth, dark hair, and rugged shoulders that seemed to belong to a football player, he was sought after by a great many different girls.
Kim was a rarity; a breathtaking beauty who was unaware of just how totally lovely she really was. Only five feet tall, she had light brown hair which tended to turn golden during the summer. Now, in the late fall, it was already returning to brown, though there were still wisps of gold in it. Her face looked like something that might have been sculpted from marble, her nose short, straight, and perfect, her cheeks blossoming without being too full, and her small chin neither too large nor too short for her lovely oval face. Her hair was short and worn up fluffily, and her hazel eyes danced all the time.
From the neck down she was extremely well-endowed, and if not quite as large as her older sister, bosom-wise, she still had a more than ample set of knockers shading her trim, slender waist and lovely swollen hips. Her legs tapered nicely to trim ankles and small feet, and any man looking at her automatically flipped over her. Barney had flipped. He had flipped to the point where he was determined to get her into bed. However, he didn't reckon with Kim's stern background.
Kim's parents had brought her up to carefully preserve her virginity, and more, to even keep boys from pawing her. As a result, though Kim had done a lot of heavy necking, she had done no petting when she had come to college, and it had taken Barney the entire college year to allow him to fondle her breasts through her clothing.
When college had ended, and Barney had taken a job with an accounting firm, he visited Kim at her home, a large two-story affair at Manniondale, in New York. Kim introduced him to her parents, both of whom thought him not good enough for their little girl, and yet they tolerated him because Kim liked him.
All during late June and early July they dated, and Barney always had to bring her home before two in the morning. Often, Kim's parents weren't home, but Barney brought her home at the required time anyway. The two of them would occasionally sit on the living-room sofa and neck for a while, and then Barney would leave, always before Kim's parents arrived. Since he occasionally stayed until almost three-thirty, and Kim's parents weren't home, Barney became bolder and bolder, and it was the third week in July that he decided he wanted to be rewarded for being so patient. He was going to fuck Kim, whose last name at that time was Horn.
That Saturday night he brought her home at midnight, thinking he would have that much more time to work on her and score long before her parents came home. He tugged her up against him and rubbed his groin into hers, and she gasped, "What are you doing?"
"Hell, baby, I'm just letting you feel my reaction to you. My cock is getting stiffer than a board."
Kim blushed. She had never heard Barney use such phrases.
"Please, Barney, you know I don't like it when you use such language. My parents don't approve of such words."
"Words are words," he snapped back. "They don't mean a thing. It's action that counts. You're not a momma's girl anymore, Kim. I want to know if you're my girl, or not."
"Of course I am," she admitted. "I love you."
"Well I love you, too. What's more, you're old enough and big enough for me to love in every way. Believe me," he continued, lying smoothly, "I wouldn't be here, right now, if you weren't someone really special to me. I intend making love to you tonight, or to be precise, I intend fucking you. What's more, before the night is over, I expect you'll be using the words too."
He strode into the living room in front of her, and she followed almost timidly, large question marks radiating from her beautiful eyes, eyes set in a face lovely enough to have been painted by Rubens or even Leonardo Da Vinci. Barney sat on the sofa and pulled Kim down beside him. It was a wide, deep plump sofa, a nice avocado color matching the drapes and carpeting, as well as the rest of the room's furniture.
"I'm not used to anything like this," Kim told him. "Mother told me to save myself for my husband."
"Well, in a way, that's what you're doing," Barney Werner told her, not knowing he was finally telling her the truth. "Just think of me as a future husband, and you'll be celebrating the nuptials before they take place. It's as simple as that."
"I don't know . . . " she shrugged.
"You're not a silly little schoolgirl any longer," Barney insisted. "You're in college now, and it's time to act like a mature college coed. You're all grown up, both physically and mentally. I'm not interested in little baby girls. A woman is what I want for a wife, a woman capable of making her own decisions."
Before Kim was able to reply, Barney's lips were hungrily covering her heart-shaped mouth with an earth-shattering kiss while his hands sought for and finally found the weight of her full breasts through the material of her dress.
"Mmmmmmffff . . . don't . . . " she pleaded with him, tugging her lips from his. "This just isn't right."
"Who says it isn't right?" Barney asked, his hands continuing to fondle her swollen mammaries. "There's never been anything more right, and you know it. Let's stop playing games, honey. You love me and you know it. Let's stop playing games, honey. You love me and you know how much I love you. It's time we stopped acting as if we were living in our parents' time."
Kim was unable to stem the wildly uncontrollable tide of mad thrills bursting through her inner self as Barney's palms continued rubbing her nipples, making them poke against her bra and dress until the material seemed as if it might tear.
"Oh Barney . . . " she began whimpering weakly. "Oh. . . . "
A blistering blaze began pillaring through her shuddering inner self, and then the man's lips were once again pressing themselves to her, kissing her hungrily, dieting an automatic response. The moment Kim began kissing back, Barney Werner knew her cunt was his. She responded strongly, making the man well aware of the power he was wielding over her. He was soaring higher than the highest mountain, her mouth hotter than the interior of a live volcano, and he knew it was his own kisses that had brought her to this pitch.
Kim wasn't able to understand why she was allowing herself to go this far. She did know she was responding to the man, responding more strongly than she had all the other times-feeling like a Yellowstone geyser suddenly erupting madly, uncontrollably, with thrilling sensation. She kissed hard, responding to his oral pressure, burning her own lips solidly against his, making him aware of the fact that the feline he had awakened within her was a lioness and not a tabby cat.
Her tongue had become a dueling sword, fencing expertly with his as their mouths opened while their lips remained fixed against each other. She was a naturally gifted oral fencer, and his was a master lingual blade. Her tongue continually stabbed into his mouth again and again, only to be expertly met and parried by the thickness of his own oral digit.
Kim dug her long nails into Barney's neck as his arms continued clinging tightly to her. The two of them were fighting a raging battle, each pressing firmly against the body of the other, neither prepared to yield just yet.
The lovely girl understood she was surrendering herself to this man, allowing him to do with her as he pleased, basically because it was something pleasing to her, as well. He had broken through the dike of her resistance, and now gallons of sensation, like an overpowering tidal wave, came pouring through. Her entire body felt uncontrollably inundated with uncontained desire for this college senior. She reacted like a wild harpy, not only kissing his lips and chewing them, but biting his tongue, as well, growing more and more wild with every passing second.
"My God!" she gasped when the two of them finally came up for air. "What have you turned me into?"
Smiling, Barney reached behind Kim, and before she realized it, the man had unzipped her dress. Before she had a chance to object, he had tugged the upper-half of her dress down around her shoulders and then off her arms, letting it dangle at the waist. His hands moved with practiced ease, sliding behind her again, unhooking her brassiere, revealing in an instant the beauty of her breasts as he tugged the offending garment from her and let it fall to the floor. Her orbs were two monuments of luscious arousal, already fully developed and, in spite of their huge roundness, able to stand up nicely so that her nipples actually had a slight up-tilt to them. The nipples were long, like little fingers, and both were the same luscious pink as the large areolae surrounding them. It was almost as if her nipples were blushing with embarrassment.
"You have fantastic boobs," Barney gasped out loud. "But then, I'm sure you know that. You're the most stunningly beautiful girl I've ever seen. Everything about you is so perfect."
As if bowing to her almost unearthly beauty, Barney Werner's head lowered. At the same time his mouth opened wide and he paid homage to each nipple in turn, kissing it and allowing his tongue to run very lightly over it. He pressed each breast-point between his hungry lips, carefully sucking it in its turn, causing each to swell and enlarge that much more. Then he took his hungering mouth from the luscious fruit-like swells of her breasts, and gripping her bare shoulders, he held her at arm's length.
His hungering eyes were wandering all over her delightfully curvaceous young body, swallowing it in drinking it down like some superb Malaga wine. Kim, immediately aware the man was hungrily gazing at her, tightly shut her eyes as her face reddened.
"Don't do that!" she pleaded.
"I can't help it," the man replied. "You're so absolutely beautiful and delightful to look at, I have to stare my fill at you. I've never seen anyone half as lovely," he insisted.
Before the beautiful Kim was able to object in any way, Barney's hands suddenly seemed to be everywhere at once. He was removing her dress, pushing it down her hips, and off. Then he was tugging off her shoes, her half-slip, her pantyhose, and finally he tugged off her panties, revealing the perfection of her nakedness, his fingers already teasing the light brown bush at her fulcrum-a bush of sparse hairs that barely hid the richness of the crevice beneath.
Kim lay back on the sofa like a frightened child, totally unaware of what was happening for the moment, and not really knowing what would happen next. Her eyes were shut for a long while, and when she finally did open her eyes she first realized she was totally naked, seeing herself reflected in the mirror on the wall across the room.
She heard the sound of clothing rustling, and, looking up, she saw Barney standing next to her supine form. He was undoing his own belt, unsnapping his pants.
"Wh-what are you doing?" she asked, timidly afraid. "I'm getting undressed, honey," he replied. "B-but why?" she asked.
"Well now, isn't that a kind of silly question under the circumstances? Sweety, I told you, I'm going to fuck you."
"No!" Kim gasped, sitting up.
"Yes, honey, most definitely yes. Hell! You're not some puling infant who has to be told by her elders what she may or may not do. You're an adult. You're already past the age of consent. Honey, I intend fucking you, but I want you to agree. I don't want it said I ever did anything to you that you didn't want to happen. Either we fuck, or tell me to get dressed, and I'll leave, and I'll never bother you again."
Kim was horrified. The idea of his entering her body was very frightening, but the idea of his walking out on her was even more frightening. The naive young girl had indeed fallen madly in love with Barney Werner.
"Barney, why are you doing this to me . . . forcing me to make such an extreme choice?" she wanted to know.
"Because I love you," he lied. "I love you so much I can't stand just being near you and not touching you. I love you, and I want to fuck you, and I can't think of a better reason for any two people in the world to fuck."
"But we don't have any kind of protection," Kim objected. "I mean, I don't want to risk pregnancy."
"Hey, I told you, I love you," Barney insisted. "Whether or not you get a swell-belly from me, the two of us are gonna get married anyway, right? So let's stop acting like kids and get down to being adults,, baby."
He pushed her over and then lay down on the broad sofa beside her lush nakedness, his mouth hungrily finding hers, then kissing along her throat, and finally, her n ape. She allowed him to caress her, his gently caressing fingers urging her to turn over as he continued kissing the back of her sweet neck.
Kim was aware of uncontrollable, wild thrills seeping down her spine like a drop of cold water, and this made her shudder with a delight she had never previously known. The man's tongue seemed pasted to her delicate flesh as the tip slid down her backbone.
His palms, which had been gripping her narrow rib cage, now very slowly began massaging their way to the even narrower slenderness of her waist. She found herself responding to the pressure from each palm, writhing and gasping with delightful feelings she had never, but never known before. Within the confines of her inexperienced body she felt an incredible heat as his hungry mouth worked its way down to the hillocks of her rounded buttocks. When the man would have literally parted her lovely asscheeks, Kim abruptly stiffened, tightening her body, stifling a small scream by cramming a small throw pillow into her mouth.
"Honey, you just relax that sweet little behind of yours," Barney told her. "I don't want you tightening up, now. I want to kiss all of you. All of you!"
Little by little Kim allowed herself to slowly relax, and then the man's working tongue began eeling its way between the loosening gluteus maximi, tasting the sweetly delicious flavor of the lavender soap she used. Kim, no longer able to maintain any kind of control over herself, began bouncing her lovely body all over the sofa, actually slamming the cheeks of her behind into his face.
Barney continued teasing her, slowly turning her onto her back again as he kissed his hungry way up her abdomen. Her lovely head was resting on the arm of the sofa, and when she turned her face a little to the right, she was able to see everything in the full-length wall mirror. Her delightfully beautiful and lush nakedness was stretched out on the sofa, staring back at her. Directly above her flat belly was the face of this handsome college senior who claimed to love her. She knew she was insanely in love with him as well. She had to be to go this far with him. He was kissing the flatness of her belly at the moment, preparing to take her virginity, that same virginity she had saved for her husband. He blistered one excruciating thrill after another through her vibrating young frame, making her quiver with delight.
Kim stared at the reflection across the room, fascinated by what she was watching as much as by what she was feeling. She gazed at the way Barney lowered his mouth to kiss the dimple of her navel. His mouth slowly moved to the crease joining her rounded thigh to her slender torso. One of his hands slid easily beneath her nether cheeks, rubbing the gluteal mounds as his working tongue continued lightly lapping away at the crease.
Because of the way the sofa was angled, Kim was able to see Barney's head in the mirror, and when it stopped moving for a moment, she raised her own head to look ; t his face. There was a look of enthralled wonderment on his face as he stared at the tender center of her pink love nest. He was stunned by how full and rounded her thighs were for such an otherwise slender girl, and he seemed equally amazed at the full pouch of her sucking pussylips.
Her swollen outer labia seemed to draw the man as a flame would draw a helpless moth. He began moving forward very slowly, a little at a time, as if he had no control whatsoever over himself-his face magnetically being drawn toward her fragrant pussy. His lips slowly turned from one inner thigh to the other, and he began branding hot kisses on each, in turn.
Kim, still hypnotized by the reflections she was watching in the mirror, was suddenly aware of just what it was the man intended doing. She was unable to believe it. Her parents had always stressed the sanctity of her vagina, and that it was to be opened to no man until her wedding night, but when her mother did talk about it with her, the woman had insisted a penis was the only proper instrument to be applied there. Was this man crazy?
But even as Kim thought about the insanity of what Barney was doing, his mouth was moving closer and closer to her moistened crack, making her more aware than ever of the burning tickle of his panting breath as it fluttered against the sopping lips of her aching cunt.
Almost totally mesmerized, the lovely girl simply lay there, eyes wide and staring as Barney abruptly pulled his head back and pressed his hand forward between the solid pillars of her taut, alabaster thighs. She actually started, shocked when aware of his fingers ever-so-lightly brushing the softness of her tender outer cuntlips.
Slowly but surely his fingers began carefully edging their way forward, parting the delicately tender coral lips, causing the richly contrasting white flesh outside to appear drained of color. Then, as an exploratory finger finally slid into the delicate nave of her wetly resisting cunt, testing it, the walls clamped tightly around the digit. As well greased as her inner female tunnel appeared to be, because it was so tight from never having been opened before, the man had to move slowly to make sure Kim felt no pain. He withdrew the finger and pressed it lengthwise against her fluttering entrance, rubbing it up and down, making her feel wetter and wetter inside. At the same time, Kim was abruptly aware of another finger seeking and finding her little button-like clitoris at the top of her inner labia.
Kim knew all about her clitoris. In spite of her parents' insistence on morality, she was a well-informed young lady, getting straight A's in Hygiene and Biology. Her parents wouldn't have tolerated anything less from their daughter.
Her hot pussy was steaming up, now. It became more and more juicy as she began writhing and breathing heavily.
She watched as her blood-swollen clitoris began to grow, enlarging as it had never done before. It was very tiny, but Kim had excellent vision, and even at that distance she was able to see the pea-like bubble swell and grow, enlarging more and more as it extended almost a quarter of an inch away from her sopping inner crease.
At that moment Barney's hand pulled away from her sweetly titillated vagina, and the lovely Kim realized she had lost a new found feeling of well-being. Yes, Barney was right! It did feel good. In point of fact, it felt better than anything she had ever previously experienced. Why had he stopped? She wanted him to rub his finger down there some more.
Before she was able to fully sort out everything in her befuddled mind, the man's head suddenly launched itself forward. Very abruptly she felt a newer, even more heady and thrilling sensation-one totally unparalleled-as his electric tongue seemed to sizzle her sensitized pussy, lapping hungrily away at her small vaginal opening. The tongue tickled the right labia, making the beautiful girl squeal with thrilling delight as he deftly licked away, a past-master when it came to cunnilingus. He knew no woman in her right mind was able to resist this. His oral organ circled the inner rim of her vagina, and soon he was drinking down the heady waters, the lovely woman was emitting. Then Barney's tongue was sliding in, caressing the deliciously delightful inner labia, causing her to seep even more of her oily vaginal essence. He lapped up and down, and little by little the resisting walls of her quivering cunt began loosening, the tightness relaxing and fluttering open, yielding to the softly gentle and tenderly insistent pressure of his lapping tongue.
There was no way for Kim to phrase what she was feeling at that particular moment. She found herself entering into a thrilling sexual paradise-a heaven utterly new and different to her. Her physical self was burning with heat, yet wallowing in an icy sensation, enjoying the fabulous feeling that much more since she was also able to watch what was happening in the large mirror across the room. Her eyes remained glued to the reflection, and the sensations within were enhanced that much more.
Kim realized her vagina wasn't the only wet orifice in her tender body. Her mouth was so filled with saliva she was ready to drool if she didn't swallow. She gulped just an instant before Barney's tongue managed to insert itself as far up into the broiling confines of her fiery core as it was able to go. At that moment Kim found herself unable to see anything else as her full thighs clamped themselves firmly around the man's dark head.
She gasped as his working tongue plunged into the running, weeping depths of her inflamed vaginal center. Thrills continued building within her as the tongue moved around and around, licking up and down while lapping at the sides before retreating completely out and pressing itself hotly against the pink bead of her rigidly extended clitoris. His lips around the extended penis-like organ made Kim wild as she began insanely bucking and wildly churning. He seemed to match her movement with his swishing tongue, letting it flick across her clitoral nubbin, causing it to swell and enlarge that much more.
If Kim had been secreting fluids earlier, it was nothing compared to the way her feminine channel was spouting the colorless ointment now, letting it actually squirt from within. The fluid was actually blasting from her heatedly inflamed cunt in a single long, river-like flood. The girl was going totally out of her senses as she experienced the thrilling sensation of Barney's lapping tongue licking heatedly into her, sucking the oils from her blazing feminine pit. Her lovely loins tightly clamped themselves around his delving face in a solid grip of crushing, unbending iron, forcing his probing tongue to move that much more swiftly, knifing in and out, pulling the heavily aromatic flow of her womanly juices from within her. The tongue slurped loudly, but the sounds thrilled Kim.
What she was feeling was something Kim had never been able to so much as imagine, unaware such thrills existed. She was totally beyond sanity for the moment, churning and spiraling insanely against the cushions of the sofa, squeezing his face that much more tightly between her solid, smooth thighs. Her buttocks were like two halves of a large rubber ball, continually rebounding from the sofa as his deep tongue continued its hungry probing. His mouth ate her burning, dripping pink woman-flesh with relish.
Barney's two hands had pushed themselves between her lovely buttocks and the sofa, and his fingers were now kneading her rounded asscheeks, gripping them more and more tightly. All the while, his tongue continued its fiery stroking into her blistering vaginal depths.
Once again her shuddering body began trembling with thrilled and unexpected feeling as she became aware of a forefinger pressing against the tenderness of her anal opening. Kim tried hard to wriggle away from it, but his other hand had too tight a grip on her ass, and try though she might, squeezing her buttocks together as hard as she was able, she was unable to keep him out. His probing finger managed to puncture the resistance of her doughnut-like sphincter and slide slowly, ever-so-slowly, inside. Once his finger had penetrated her rectal orifice, it began wiggling around inside, making the lovely girl shudder that much more.
To Kim, it was totally incredible that she was feeling such delightful sensations coming from her rectum, of all places. She'd had no idea anything probing back there would feel so good.
At the same time, Barney's maddening tongue continued its insistent worming in and out of her seething cunt, and added to the probing finger reaming her rectal tunnel, rocketed the lovely girl to new, unknown, wondrous summits of thrilling sensation. She felt as if she were being swallowed alive in a quicksand bog.
Kim realized she was feeling the wildest, strangest, most maddeningly delightful and unbelievable thrills coursing through her entire body as her initial critical climax suddenly came pouring down on top of her. She felt as if she were being whirled about, whipped this way and that by some unseen tornado as it swept her up and caused her to face a wild paroxysm of enchanting completion. Thrill upon thrill burst through her into every sensory neuron-a megaton of overpowering inner sensation unendingly running through her entire shuddering system.
"AAAAIIIIIYYYYEEEEGGGG HHHHHHUU
UUUUUUNNNNNNGGGGGG!" she bellowed, shaking and shivering, slamming solidly against the back of the sofa as her rubbery buttocks caromed off the cushions, her rounded loins compressing that much more tightly around Barney's head, yanking him along with her.
In the delightful throes of blistering convulsions, her body bounced up and down again and again, her asscheeks hitting the sofa repeatedly. Her limbs had the strength of a shark's jaws, unrelenting in the way in which they clung to the reason for exploding wonderment. She squeezed her thighs even more tightly around Barney's head, gasping and panting until the storm within her slowly began to ebb.
Little by little her mind returned to reality. Now she was able to understand just why men and women were so loose with their morals. How were they able to help themselves? What she wasn't able to understand was why her parents were so uptight and morally strict. A taste of sex was like meat to a lion. Was a lion expected to go back to sucking milk from its mother's teat after having tasted meat? Was any human being really expected to do without orgasms after having experienced one?
Her thighs slowly parted, releasing the handsome man from between them. Barney's face was red and mottled, but he was smiling, knowing he had won Kim over. She would do anything he wanted now. He wiped a forearm across his face, removing the oily smears from her delicious cunt. In just a few more seconds his rampant prick would be buried to the depths in her sweetly oozing cunt.. . and he smacked his lips, still tasting her oils.
What was more, Kim knew what would happen, too.
"Tell me, did you really like doing that?" Kim asked, her lovely body trembling.
"I loved it!" he replied, smacking his lips, allowing his roving eyes to wander upland down her curvaceous form. "When the time comes, I'll show you how much fun you can have, doing something like that to a man."
"I didn't think people did things like that to members of the opposite sex."
"It's a lot more fun with people of the opposite sex," Barney assured her. "You have a lot to learn, Kim. Like I said, men do it to women, and women also do it to men."
"What are you talking about?" Kim asked, curious now rather than afraid. Her youth, her innocence, and her naivete made the man lust after her more than ever.
"Honey, I'm talking about cocksucking," he explained. "There'll come a time in the future when you're going to learn to take my cock in that lovely mouth of yours and suck on it like a piece of sugar cane until you get all the juice out."
"That sounds awful," Kim said, shuddering. "I don't think I'd ever do a thing like that."
"Calm down, take it easy, relax," the man whispered, soothing the lovely girl, running his palm up and down her shoulder. "Much as I'd like to try it, we can't do everything in one night. I mean, tonight we make a woman of you."
"Will it hurt?" Kim asked, anxious.
"Aaaaah, just a little sting the first time," he replied. "But after that, it's pure bliss all the way."
"Okay," she finally agreed, taking a deep breath and letting it out. "Go ahead."
"We'll do it together, Kim honey, I mean, it's so much fun if we make this a joint venture. You'll see."
She lay back on the sofa, feeling the wetness of her oils on the cushions, automatically thinking about the pleasure his tongue had given her. He was telling her his cock-yes, she would call it a cock-would give her just as much bliss, if not more, than his tongue.
The man's tall, solid body loomed over that of her softly quivering form as he took one of her heatedly anxious hands and guided it to the solidity of his rampant prong. Kim was already aware of the burning length of it along her full thigh. She was surprised it gave off so much heat.
"I want you to feel it with your hand before I put it into your cunt, honey," Barney told her.
Looking into the man's eyes, still fearful of looking down and seeing the rigid member, she reached down with her hand and felt the burning staff with her fingertips. Her hand jumped for a moment, then she slowly let it return to the penile length. Her fingers began curving ever-so-carefully around the throbbing staff. They remained that way for a moment, then tentatively began squeezing, feeling the shaking phallic wand almost leap from her hand because it twitched so strongly. There was a power in that cock, and not familiar with it, Kim was slightly afraid of it.
"It feels so . . . strange," she whispered.
"Just ease it into you, honey," the man told her. "It'll be better if you do it."
Taking a deep breath, the lovely girl forced herself to spread her thighs that much wider as the man came closer. She pushed the head of his flesh-stick into her with almost violent force, shoving the thick, weighty log through the mink-like fur of her pelvic forest. The sodden labia of her soaking cunt seemed to open her for just a brief moment to surround the helmet-like head of his seething cock, closing ever-so-tightly around its dome, as if trying to suck that much more deeply into her. The vaginal interior, narrow and untrammeled, now, for the first time, felt its walls being split apart making a pathway for the huge juggernaut as the drill began tunneling its way forward into the never-before-reached chasm of Kim's sucking pussy.
The mighty phallic length continued sliding into her until it was suddenly stopped by what felt like an impenetrable barrier of what should have been highly elastic membrane. The helmet of his broad cock felt how solid and unyielding the strip of flesh was, and he realized this was going to be no easy hymen to sunder.
"Kim," he whispered, feeling the taut heat of her spongy walls clutching the first three inches of his huge penis. "I'm going to need some help from you, honey. If you help, it'll be easier, and the pleasure will come that much faster. Each time I power my cock forward, I want you to raise your hips and counter. We'll have that useless cherry of yours popped in no time flat. Remember now, the faster we break it, the less pain there'll be. So get ready, because here we go."
Allowing the smooth solidity of his glans to sense the strip of hymeneal tissue one more time, he slowly withdrew his cock, braced his hips, then slammed the mighty battering ram forward for the initial attack against the solid piece of membrane. Kim yelped, startled more than hurt the first time, though there was no question about there being pain as the tough wall of her maidenhead refused to surrender.
The man drew his throbbing cock way back until only the head was lodged inside her seething quim, then slammed forward, only to feel his mighty cock bounce off her hymen once again . . . and again.. . and again . . . and again!
"Bamey!" the lovely girl screamed, feeling tormented anguish flooding into the tender center of her sore pussy as white-hot agony began slicing into her.
His plunging cock was some kind of overpowering irresistible force continually slamming into the lovely girl's so-called immovable object, applying constant powering and unrelenting pressure against what ought to have been a fragile piece of tissue. But the membrane remained adamant in its absolute resistance, and sheer agony prevented the lovely girl from responding to his driving thrusts. By not launching her own loins firmly against his-thereby bringing about the downfall of her virginity, she was prolonging the pain. Her entire body was covered with a sheet of heavy perspiration and her breathing was uncontrollably ragged as she gasped and wept.
Barney was concentrating heavily on what he was doing at that moment, totally ignoring the beautiful girl's pleas and cries, slamming the solid javelin of his seething cock into her narrow tunnel over and over, continually trying for more depth, beating again and again at the membranous barrier as his weighty scrotum launched itself against her perineum like the weight of a wrecking crane.
Through the anguish and the agony Kim abruptly felt his pistoning penis suddenly shove its way just the littlest bit deeper, making her hymen stretch. Oh God!
Barney slammed into her again and this time the membrane stretched a little bit more. But with the stretching there came a renewal of the agonizing pain. The torment had gone far beyond the level of tolerance, and Kim wondered why she had to endure all this. Why wasn't she at least able to faint? The agony was a horror beyond belief, as it continued cutting through her womb right up into her aching belly. Still Barney continued powering his massive phallus into her feminine tightness, moving as if no longer able to in any way control himself.
"Fuck back!" he grunted. "Come on, baby, use those lovely legs of yours, lift those hips, raise your ass. The faster you start doing it, the sooner all this'll be over and done with and the good feeling will start."
Kim realized she had to do it. She had to do it or die right there on the living room sofa. In the mirror she was able to see the tensing of Barney's asscheeks as the crack between them suddenly became an invisible line, completely hiding the prune-like wrinkle of his asshole as he once again prepared to slam himself into her seething depths. She was able to see her own parted thighs to some extent with part of his driving pole withdrawn, ready to once again probe into her and bury itself full length. Through the pain, she felt sudden arousal at the sight of his organ inside her. She didn't know why, but she decided she had to have that enormous piece of solid masculine sausage crammed all the way inside her. Now that she had begun this, it had to be finished right. She noted the man was pushing forward again, and this time she tightened her own thighs, lifting her youthful body to meet his. Her vaginal membrane stretched just the littlest bit more, this time to its limit as his white-hot spear lanced that much more deeply into her, weakening the tissue blockage that was preventing the pair of them from enjoying what they were feeling. Now the pair of them worked in tandem, jointly laboring to rend the resisting door of her maidenhood.
He hauled his ass so far back, all that was left in her tortured feminine tunnel was his penile head. Then he slammed forward as hard as he was able, moving with the speed of lightning, and with the force of a locomotive. His solid flesh turret of hardened cock sliced cleanly through the beautiful girl's hymen, and as he pushed his penis deeper, the membrane tore apart.
"Aaaaaiiiiyyyyeeeeee!" Kim gasped, all but bellowing, her voice suddenly changing from that of a helpless young girl to that of an agonized woman as her face blanched. Pain etched itself into her stunningly beautiful face for just an instant, and only for that instant did she appear old. Hot tears fell from both her eyes in heavy floods as if in sorrow at the loss of her agonized virginity.
The mighty thundering cylinder of weighty penis roared into the vast emptiness of her virginal vagina, moving like a stiff and burning poker, wedging the walls of her previously unused cunt wider and wider apart, ramming deeper and deeper until total penetration had been achieved. Kim felt as if a Concorde Jet had blasted its way through her helpless young body and would shoot so far through her it would come out her throat.
With the solid mass of masculine gristle plugging it so thoroughly, the walls of her achingly hot and dripping vagina had no choice but to expand that much more, creating more space for the rigidly solid muscle now so completely impaling her. She instinctively tightened her pussy, the inner muscles like rings of cord as she applied a crushing grip on his masculine lance, overwhelming and firmly gripping it in the flaming depths of her knotted center, determined to wreak havoc and revenge on the organ for all the pain and suffering it had caused her. Her buttocks continued bouncing uncontrollably against the soaked sofa cushions as if trying hard to let the man know her roiling core was about to utterly devour his penile machine.
Their torsos began slamming solidly against each other as shock followed shock, each wet stomach smacking against the perspiration-soaked belly of the other, crashing against one another with the fierceness of wildly fucking bunny rabbits. The pressure between their bellies would have equaled anything generated by a drill press.
Kim discovered the agony was slowly but surely beginning to fade, and a new, delightful feeling was starting to invade her quivering torso as his driving penis remained soaked in the thick slipperiness of their joint lascivity combined with the few drops of blood released by the shredding of her hymen.
With the passage of minutes, Kim felt more and more delight flooding her aching body. Soon the pain had all but totally disappeared. What little there was left seemed to enhance the pleasurable sensations that much more. Her arms clung tightly to Barney, her palms pressing against the man's shoulder blades as their mouths clashed together like symbolic cymbals.
"Ohhhhhhhh . . . hhhh hhhhaaaa aannnnnhhhhh . . . yyeeeess ssssssss . . . , " Kim hissed, her mouth still sutured to that of the man. "Fuck me fuck me good . . . ooohhhh . . . keep on fucking meeee . . . aaaannnnhh . . . yesss . . . fuck meee . . . fuck . . . fffuuuccckkk . . . fuck harrrrderrrr . . . fuck meee!"
Then her second orgasm of the night hit her, a second wonderful culmination, and this one, as if attempting to make up for the pain she had been feeling, was seemingly twice as intense as her initial climax. She screamed a long, loud, "AAAARRRRGGGGGHHHHHHH!" as she climaxed, thrilling to the way he fed ever last fraction of his throbbing cock to her. The rubbery point of his piercing penis rubbed above the neck of her womb as it slammed against the back wall of her cunt, triggering some additional unknown source of pleasure within her, reaching farther and deeper, creating greater thrills than she had ever believed possible.
"Uuuurrrrgggghhh . . . hhhhuunnnngggghh hh.. . . " he grunted, slamming his hairy thighs solidly against her tender limbs, his wiry pelvis grinding into her down-covered pubis as flesh continued kissing flesh.
"OOONNNNGGGHHH!" Kim cried out, feeling that final ultimate glory of sensational excitement tremble through her.
Her aching vagina slam med itself solidly against his tight testicles, responding in multiple waves of wonderful climactic thrills as pleasure continued rumbling through her helpless body with overpowering totality. She was aware of every part of her inner being swept up in the cadence of this maddeningly insane fuck.
Kim was cognizant of Barney's hard cock enlarging within her feminine confines, swelling to even greater thickness than before, and then, as the man bellowed, "YYUYYAAAAAARR RRRRGGGG HHHHAA AA-NNNNGG GGHHHH!" she was aware of a geyser of thick, heavy hot spray jetting through her interior, enthralling her with its liquid squishiness. Even with his solid hose buried far inside her, Kim smelled the rich scent of his masculine sperm as it washed through her cunt, and she clutched Barney all the more tightly to her, kissing his face, biting his lips, sucking his tongue as the heated white flow continued pulsing erratically through her. It made her writhe all the more sensuously as she felt a series of thrills that seemed never-ending.
"Yes! Yes! Yes!" she gasped, clinging to him. It felt so wonderful!
Then he collapsed on top of her, spreading his strong form over her naked female body. As far as Kim was concerned, it was the best thing to ever happen to her. She was glad she had let Barney talk her into this. She wondered if anything would ever feel this good again.
Then she fell asleep.
That was how her parents found them when they walked into the house, hours later. That was also when it was decided a hasty marriage would take place.
* * *
So now Kim was Mrs. Barney Werner, and she was thrilled at the thought of it. Now Barney would be able to give her countless days and nights of what he had given her that first time-without pain.
CHAPTER TWO
If there was one person not exactly thrilled by this marriage, it was Barney Werner. Hell! He was an up-and-coming young accountant, and he had one helluva lot of wild oats to sow. So what if Kim was the most delectable morsel he had ever found! He wanted to sample a lot more cunt before settling down fifteen years from now-if at all. But because she had so drained him, Kim had been the cause of Barney's falling asleep with the lovely girl, and as a result he was saddled with her.
Well, hell! He still intended sowing wild oats.
To begin with, they had no time for a honeymoon. Being low man on the totem pole at his accounting office meant he had to do all the fetching and carrying, as well as making sure mistakes made by other accountants didn't pass his scrutiny. True, he was earning a lousy salary right now, but in a few years he'd be right on top. But after work, the one thing he didn't want was to have to come home immediately and see Kim's smiling face and try telling her about his day. What he did want to do was go out with some of the guys, have some beers, pick up son e strange ass, and fuck it.
To begin with, she would have to learn that on the honeymoon night he was the boss. Another thing-since school was still a few weeks off for her, he wanted her in the house. Shit! It was okay for him to fuck around on the outside, but he didn't want her doing that. He'd fix that when the time came. Right now, the party was over, and he and Kim were ensconced in their little apartment where they had gone directly after the party. He was glad she had danced her feet off. It would keep her from running too quickly when he made her aware of her wifely responsibilities.
"Aren't you going to take a shower?" Kim was asking, emerging from the bathroom, toweling herself dry.
"Hey, I just took a shower before the wedding," Barney replied. "I'm not in the mood for another one, right now."
"Barney, now that we're married, don't you think you and I should try our best to please one another?"
"Sure, Kim, sure. For starters, I think it's time you took a turn at pleasing me, considering how I pleased you the last time. Suppose we pick up where we left off when your parents interrupted us."
"I think that'd be wonderful," Kim sighed, tossing the towel to one side and lying on the bed. "Come on and lick me down there again, honey."
He walked to the side of the large double-bed, standing near the dresser to her left, and smiling down at her, he said, "I already did that, the last time. When I said we'll pick up where we left off, I mean we continue on. We don't repeat something we've already done. It's time for other things."
"Like what?"
"Remember you asked me if I liked licking that tasty little twat of yours?"
"Yes," Kim nodded, smiling.
"Also remember," he continued, now removing his own clothing, tossing everything sloppily onto the dresser, "that I told you I loved lapping that sweet powder puff of yours?"
"Sure," Kim nodded, still smiling.
"I also explained to you that women also loved doing the same thing for men?"
"Come on, Barney, you know that's really a disgusting thing," Kim snorted.
"Not really, Kim-baby. I told you, women really learn to love cocksucking, just as much as men enjoy cunt-lapping. I think this is a good time for your first lesson in cocksucking."
Kim sat up and shrank away from Barney, gasping, "Please . . . not now!" She stared at the heavy, lengthy pole standing out from between his thighs. This was the first time she had taken a really good look at the organ that had penetrated her vagina.
"Now!" he insisted.
She was able to see the dark hairs covering his slender pelvis, and Kim shuddered at the way his penis was extending itself in her direction, stiffening solidly as if beckoning to her to come and wrap her mouth around it. In the dim light of the room's single lamp she was able to see the whiteness of the shank interwound with countless blue, bumpy looking veins. His large red glans was swelling, the hole in it enlarging and receding as if actually breathing. Even as she stared, she felt funny things happening to her, inside.
"This is your lord, master, and ruler," Barney said to her, kneeling on the bed as she lay back, surrounding her hips with his own loins, pressing the leaking tip of his penis against her fuzz-covered pubis. She wondered if he had been kidding after all. Maybe he did intend to simply fuck her.
He ran his weighty penis back and forth against her tender pelvis, parting the light hairs there, letting the oils from the tip drench her short, brown curls. The pressure caused wild, burning feelings of lusting torment to build inside Kim. She had been fucked and lapped only once, but now the sight and feel of her husband's penis had her on fire. The blistering stiffness of his organ pressed all the more firmly into her pelvis, making Kim groan for it. She wanted it buried in her steaming vagina more than ever.
Please, she thought. Please, Barney, I'm your wife, not some tramp. I want you to fuck me. After all, you married me, now fuck me. Let's both fuck to our heart's content. You wanted me enough before. You must still want me, now. Please, Barney, fuck me!
The heavy phallic lance slapped against her tender body as the man slowly began crawling higher on her belly, letting its leaky knob press itself all the more firmly into her flat front and then move toward her breasts, smearing its seepage on her flesh. The spearing penis was aimed directly up the middle of her torso. With his knees pressing into the bed on both sides of her body, he rubbed his cock against her, making her feel his flaming penis rub between her beautiful mammaries.
"Maybe I ought to make you squeeze those lovely mountains tightly together while I rub my prick back and forth between them. Eventually I'll shoot a load into your face, honey," he taunted with a huge sadistic smile.
The enlarged, slimy penis was now nestled in the narrow valley between her boulder-sized breasts.
Barney was staring at Kim's beautiful face, trying to see what kind of reaction he was stimulating in her. All he saw was some kind of anxiety.
Kim wasn't still certain the man wanted her to suck on his penis, and she was desperately hoping he would think of something else. The feeling of his heavy cock resting between her perfectly shaped breasts was becoming more and more arousing. He was rolling the long, thick length of meat from one side to the other, allowing it to press against each nipple in turn. The nut-shaped points of her pink breast tips swelled and hardened even more, turning into inflamed lengths of flesh. The pressure of his penis made her lick her lips all the more, and Kim was aware of an even more delicious shudder dancing through her when she sensed the weight of his scrotum lying against the undercurves of her full breasts. The short, curly hairs on his pelvis and balls seemed like steel wool against her tender flesh, scratching her all the more as he let his meat roll and slide from one breast to the other.
"You really dig it, don't you, Kim-baby," he smirked. "Good! I'm glad! It'll make everything that much easier. I can already smell the anxiety flooding from your hot little cunt."
He began sliding his penis even higher now, pushing the length of his weighty staff through the vale between her breasts until its rubbery point was pressing against the underside of her chin. She turned her head from side to side, feeling his oil smear themselves on her jaw as well as her chin while his testicles were rubbing the upper parts of her breasts and her nipples were all but cutting into his hairy buttocks.
"Come on, Kim," Barney urged. "I want you to open those delightfully soft lips and welcome my cock into your pretty little mouth. Deep down you're like any other woman and you have an urge to suck."
Kim's eyes were now wide open with terror. She clamped her lips very tightly shut. She was certain her new husband wasn't serious. He didn't mean it! How would any man actually try to make a woman suck on his penis?
Leaning forward a little, his weight pressing down on the palms of his hands, Barney slid the littlest bit forward holding his waggling phallic length directly over his young bride's tightly clamped-together lips. She felt it bumping against her mouth, well aware of the sensation of smearing seminal lubrication washing across her lips.
"Open wide, Kim-baby," the man insisted, grinning. "Believe me, once you try cocksucking, you're going to love it. Hell! I've been right about everything, so far. You didn't want to fuck until I insisted, and now you have a pussy that's hotter than a firecracker on the Forth of July. So just open that sweet little mouth of yours and let me probe inside with my cock. I mean, if you don't do it willingly, I'm going to have to force it in, and then instead of allowing you to suck me off, I'll have to fuck your mouth, and that's one thing you definitely will not like."
Kim's nostrils flared widely at the heavy scent coming from her husband's crotch. The odor was a mixture of a soap he had used earlier in the evening and his flaming cock.
"Open that goddamn mouth of yours, honey!" he snapped, becoming more and more impatient.
Kim shook her head vehemently from side to side, doing her best to focus her eyes on his firm, masculine body above rather than on the bouncing cock he was attempting to shove into her mouth. But his weighty penis kept sliding from side to side, continually blocking her vision. She was well aware of his testicles bouncing against her throat and chin, and though she didn't want to admit anything to herself, the strong scent was arousing her that much more, getting her even hotter. Nevertheless her mouth remained tightly closed. There were some things she had no intention of doing. Married or not, her husband might just as well learn he was able to push her just so far.
But Barney Werner was definitely not in the mood to "learn." On the contrary, he felt it was time for him to "teach" again. With a nasty smile on his widely leering face, he continued rubbing his weighty penis against the lovely girl's lips directly beneath her nose. Damn him! She was getting dizzy! She had to breathe!
She tried turning her head to the side, but her husband pressed a palm flatly against her forehead, preventing her from turning her head, and then he pinched her nostrils together with his fingers, purposely smearing his seepage across her lips and nostrils.
"Suck it!" he snapped at her.
Kim wanted to shake her head negatively, but the pressure of his palm on her forehead prevented her from doing so. Instead she made a throaty kind of sound from behind closed lips.
Now, for the first time, she began wondering just what kind of man she had married. Kim had thought of Barney as kind, patient, and decent, a loving and gentle kind of man as he had been that first time. Instead, he had turned into an unspeakable ogre, attempting to force her to do horribly outrageous things. She wasn't twenty years old yet, and she discovered she had suddenly saddled herself with a viciously overpowering bully with whom she might have to spend the rest of her life.
Her brain was starting to get foggy. She needed to breathe, but the man had no intention of letting her breathe through her nose. She had no choice. She had to open her mouth if she was going to breathe. She tried letting air slip between her tightly closed lips, but all she was able to do was smell and taste the strong, musky odor coming from his crotch. . Barney was still smearing her lips with his throbbing penis, rubbing his oils all over her mouth and nostrils, and it was beginning to get to her. In spite of not wanting to suck the monstrous pole, the scent of him made her mouth water. The odors emanating from him were not in the least disgusting, but actually arousing. She was aware of mounting palpitations in the depths of her vagina. She was starting to cream inside, and she was creaming heavily.
"Come on, you self-righteous bitch!" he snapped at her, all but screaming, his voice sounding more venomous than ever. "You know damn well you want to suck this dong of mine, so why don't you just open that sweet little mouth of yours and let me slide the old steam pole right in."
"No!" she responded, her teeth still tightly clenched. "I won't.. . Barney . . . don't do this horrible thing.. . please.. . don't.. . don't.. . " and she was aware of the drubbing rubbery point being pressed between her soft lips, rubbing against the hardness of her teeth. But that was as far as his spongy cockhead was able to move, its dripping secretions coating her teeth.
"Open your goddamn fucking mouth, Kim baby!" he all but roared at her in their bedroom as he rammed against the barrier of her teeth. "You just try it once, baby, and I promise you, you're gonna love it so much, just as much as I loved eating out your cunt, that you're gonna beg me for cockmeat for breakfast, lunch, and supper, you'll see."
"Never!" she shouted, foolishly opening her mouth.
Now she was very definitely able to taste his cock, the head having a slightly gamy flavor. Her tongue snapped out without her being able to control it and ran across the smooth, rubbery, minaret-shaped tip. The heady flavor of his sex made her drool even more. There was a flooding, a sizzling flooding between her thighs, and it had turned into a full-fledged monsoon that totally overpowered her. He released her nose, allowing her to smell more of his maleness, and without her wanting it to happen, her lips ovaled themselves around the throbbing penis. Her tongue flicked up and down along the underside, immediately noting the differences in textures of the different types of flesh making up his penis. She was also aware of the heavy vibration as well as the swelling and shriveling penile point, as if the head had an existence separate from the rest of his penis.
This was insane-totally maddening, yet she suddenly realized she had an overpowering urge to find out what it was like to pull more of the hard length of flesh and muscle into her sucking mouth. Without wanting to do so, she opened her teeth a little wider, permitting her tongue to provide the sliding board for his cock as it rode effortlessly into her mouth, right to the back of her throat. The thick head pressed against the softness of her palate back there, making her gag.
"Thatta girl!" Barney laughed out loud, and balancing himself on his knees, he leaned forward so he would be able to pound his seething member in and out of her mouth as she oiled the heavy glans with a foam created from her saliva. Her tongue found itself thrilling to the wonder of the sleek solidity of the underside of his solidly aching cock. The different feel and delightfully unusual taste sent wild sensations charging all the way through her. There was a maddening, uncontrollable primitiveness that surged through her aching body.
"Suck it all, baby!" the man sang out happily, jamming his throbbing joystick in and out of her mouth with rapid strokes. "Eat all of it, baby, all of it."
She ate all of it!
Her mouth was crammed full to overflowing with cock, and in spite of the tremendous arousal she was feeling, she discovered herself coughing and gagging at one point when he began cramming the tip into her gullet.
"Keep sucking," Barney insisted.
Kim had no idea precisely what it was she should do. But having been forced into doing this, she knew the only way out was to finish it, and so she had to somehow or other do her best. She found herself pressing her lips tightly around the seething staff while her tongue continued sliding back and forth along the under part of his heavy shaft. Her throat was beginning to constrict around his swollen glans, sucking insanely on the helmeted flesh. She was aware of her saliva falling from her mouth, dribbling down the sides of her cheeks, but she didn't care. She suddenly found herself caught up in the whirlwind of sucking her husband's rigid penis.
Barney was bent all the way forward, all but actually sitting on the beautiful girl's delightfully lovely face, his scrotum whacking noisily against the underside of her chin as his cock foraged deeper and deeper down her throat feeling her gullet slowly opening without her choking, now.
All Kim was able to see was Barney's hairy pelvis as her hands reached up to support him by gripping his buttocks. It was as if her whole world had suddenly become a man's groin and she was in the center of it. She was trapped in the middle of masculine lascivity for the rest of her life, and in spite of the rough way he had treated her, Kim discovered herself enjoying it. Even more intriguing was the fact that his rock-hard penis, digging into her gullet, was touching nerve-endings that were titillating her, building her to a higher and higher peak of arousal.
Her hungry mouth continued slurping up and down along the throbbing length of his thrusting penile pole. Her tongue wound and unwound from around the weighty pole. Now and again she was able to feel the tiny eyelike hole in the phallic head pressing against her palate.
Kim knew now that she was almost as thrilled as her husband, for as he continued fucking her throat, he kept on rubbing his spongy cockhead against the network of nerve-endings, and she discovered that she was building toward an orgasm without having anyone touch her vagina. It seemed too good to be true. Her lower torso was bouncing all over the bed, her slender thighs trying hard to rub themselves together in order to build sensation between them, as well. Boiling oil continually re-lubricated her seething inner vaginal tunnel, and she had the strangest wish to feel a penis plugging it while she continued sucking on her husband's.
She sucked more strongly now, more adamantly, demanding the in-plunging penis give her a greater thrill, wishing more than ever for a second one to fill her vagina ;at the same time. A river of saliva was heavily pouring from her mouth down the sides of her face and chin.
Kim paid no attention to the drool. Nor did she notice the heavy way her husband was perspiring. Large, weighty raindrops of sweat were running along his inner thighs, dripping from the crack between his asscheeks, running down his hairy scrotum and falling all along her face and throat.
He was slamming his working tool in and out of her hungry mouth like a wild ramrod, the solid meat scrubbing against her extended tongue as it continuously made its way to the rear of her throat. He shuddered, enjoying the wonderful feel of the slight, sensitive edges of her teeth scraping his penile javelin. He also enjoyed the pressure of it rubbing against her lips.
His thighs pressed very tightly around her cheeks as he continued dancing wildly, bouncing up and down, actually hurling his cock into her gullet as if it were a long spike. Then he was withdrawing it to where her lips once again caressed the bulbous shape of his seething glans, and he would once again nail it right back down her esophagus.
Kim found herself sucking hungrily now, thrilling to the rich, meaty taste of his organ, not able to get enough cock, wanting more. She discovered her head was in the clouds, and she concentrated on compressing her soft lips all the more tightly around the bole in order to create greater thrills for the both of them.
"Yes! Yes! Yes!" he urged.
Now she was able to understand how he had been able to enjoy lapping her pussy. She ached to swallow more of his cock, wanting to ingest him, balls and all, but there just wasn't any room for his scrotum, no matter how hard she tried. What she was still unable to understand was the mounting thrill in her gullet. She was on the verge of orgasm at this point, and she didn't know why. Soon she didn't care. All that mattered was getting there. She got there. GGGGGG-HHRR RRGGGG MMMMPHH HHHHAA AAHH-RR RRGGGG."
She gagged out her orgasm, bucking and thrashing, moving so wildly he had to grip the headboard to keep her from throwing him off.
"My God!" she heard him yell. "You came, sucking my cock! That's the sign of a truly great cocksucker. Uuuuuu nnnnnnhhhh! This feels so fantastic! Just keep it up, honey . . . don't stop . . . suck . . .suck . . . I'm almost there. Oh you are fantastic, Kim-baby!"
His entire body was shuddering as he stiffened. Kim was well aware of his slamming penile prod expanding even more, becoming thicker. She remembered when it had happened that other night it was a prelude to his emptying his balls and his prostate into her, and it would be no different now. His moving penile length suddenly blasted a load of burning white sauce all the way down her pharynx.
For a single short instant, Kim thought this interruption of her own orgasm would make her sick. She wanted to tear her head away to avoid the creamy flow, but even as the thought entered her mind, she felt the heavy liquid going down her gullet into her belly, leaving her with a warm feeling of security. She realized she was sucking more avidly than a calf at its mother's udder.
"YYYYYYAA AARRRR GGGGHHH HHHAA AAAAIIIIIIYYYY YYAA AANNNNNNGG GGHH-HH!" he bellowed. "Drink it all down, baby, suck, you wonderful bitch, suck!'
Kim didn't bother trying to think up some kind of reply. Even if she had one she wouldn't have been able to express it. Her mouth was crammed full of his masculinity, though she was already beginning to detect a softness.
"Don't let a drop escape," Barney warned her, but there was no need for him to have said anything. Even as the lovely light-brown haired girl finished draining him of all his sperm, she withdrew his shrunken flesh hose, and without being told, licked him up and down, making certain his cock was washed clean.
Barney rolled off her and said, "See, wasn't that great?"
"It was all right," she admitted. "But don't you think you ought to do something for me down here?" she said, cupping her vagina. "My . . . cunt is aching for satisfaction, too."
"Another time," he yawned. "I'm only good for one climax a night, baby."
"Well then, use your mouth!" Kim snapped.
"Go to bed," Barney told her, yawning again. "Tomorrow's another day. We'll do something in the morning."
Kim turned off the light and got into bed, realizing Barney was already asleep. But by heaven she'd get him to fuck her tomorrow, before he went to work.
CHAPTER THREE
The following day, Kim was in for a rude disappointment. She discovered that her new husband was not quite as potent as he had led her to believe. He needed a three-day rest between climaxes, and though she was raring to go that morning, he walked out without so much as a backward glance. But Kim had made another discovery. When Barney had left, he had taken all her clothing with him in the trunk of his car. She was totally naked, virtually trapped in the house.
Picking up the phone, she called her mother, but her mother, without waiting to hear what her problem was, told her now that she was married, Kim would have to solve her own problems since it wasn't right for a parent to come between husband and wife. Kim heard her father echoing the same sentiments.
Kim would have phoned her sister, but the older girl had taken a plane back to Philadelphia, and there was nothing her sister would be able to do for her. So for the rest of the day, Kim found she had to remain locked in her apartment. Actually, it was the downstairs of a two-family house, with three rooms in it, and far more pleasant than an apartment in a building. The problem was, her landlord, who lived above her, worked all day, leaving for work before her husband, and returning after. So she wasn't able to appeal there for help, either. She didn't have the nerve to walk outside with just a bath towel wrapped around her. Kim discovered she was a captive in her own home. Barney had apparently done some shopping before they had moved in, because there was enough food to last the two of them a week. But she didn't like the idea of being a captive wife.
* * *
Barney, meanwhile, was sulking. He had no desire to go home once the day's work was done. He ached to go out and have some beers with the boys. The trouble was, he had no money. It suddenly occurred to him he might be able to get some money and get out of this predicament he was in, as well. If he was able to prove Kim was an unfaithful wife, he's be able to get a divorce and he wouldn't have to pay any alimony.
It was five o'clock, and he and a few of the other accountants were going down to the nearby watering shed and talk over a few beers. Since Barney had no money of his own, he decided to broach two of the others who worked with him with his idea. Neither had been at the wedding, and Kim didn't know them.
The three took a small booth at the back of the crowded bar, the other two men teasing Barney about his getting trapped into marriage so easily.
"Yeah, well with your help, I'm gonna get untrap-ped," Barney told him, and he took out a photo of his wife. "What'd you guys give to bang something like this?"
The two men looked at the photo and whistled, and both agreed Kim was really worth screwing.
Barney proceeded to explain how turned-on his wife got when raped, and then said, "All I want is for you guys to pretend you're robbing the house, rape my wife, and take pictures while she's really enjoying it. You can both screw her as many times as you want, but only if you leave me fifty bucks. I mean, you have to admit, Kim is one helluva good-looking woman."
Two other two men looked at one another, then looked at Barney, and one of them, a sandy-haired kid named George, with lots of freckles and a head that slanted back like a roof, said, "Under normal circumstances we'd be glad to give fifty bucks to lay a chick like this. But let's face it, Barney, she isn't gonna be willing. I mean, considering Al and I are doing this as a favor to you, I think we should get some kinda discount."
"Hey, come on you guys, I need money," Barney told them. "I also want to be rid of the bitch. She's nice enough, but I'm not ready for the ball-and-chain bit. So come on, huh. Fifty bills and the lady's yours. I mean, if you guys aren't willing, I can always talk to Cheech and Kenny."
Al, who was older than George, and considerably smarter, knew a good thing when he saw it. He was actually an accountant emeritus working off the books so he was able to collect social security. But he was still "one of the boys." He had been one of the boys all his life.
"Come on, George," Al said. "The broad is worth fifty bucks. We're both good friends of Barney's, and if she's as hot as he says, when we take the pictures, it'll look like she seduced us."
" Think so?" George asked.
"Yeah," Al nodded.
"Okay!" George agreed
CHAPTER FOUR
Kim wasn't the least bit hungry. She'd be double-damned if she would prepare food for a man who kept her locked up in their own apartment, taking all her clothing.
After spending most of the day in front of the TV set, she decided, just to relieve the boredom, to grab a quick shower. But while she was in the shower, with the bathroom door open, she heard noises coming from the other room. Turning off the water, she wrapped herself in the lone terry cloth towel her husband had left her, and she walked into the bedroom. There, she saw two men looking through her dresser drawers. One was old, with white hair and a knobby hose, while the other had red hair and a bland face-the kind one might easily forget.
"What are you doing here?" Kim asked, suddenly terrified.
"She wants to know what we're doing here," the first one, the older, more grizzled one, laughed. "George, d'you think we should tell her just what it is we're doing here?"
The older man had a lot of wrinkles on his face, and though he wasn't wealthy looking, he was certainly not shabbily dressed. Neither was the red-haired man.
The younger one, the one called George, laughed right along with his older companion. He finally said, "Sure, Al, let's tell the lady why we're here."
The red-headed man had a funny looking head. His face was a little pouchy, and if it had no wrinkles, it was still almost fat. Both men were clean-shaven, and oddly enough both looked relatively intelligent. She was unable to understand what these strangers were doing in her apartment. She was also unable to understand how they had gotten in, since if they had broken in, she would have heard some loud crash.
"We're here to rob you, lady," the redhead told her. "Now you be a nice lady, just sit on the bed over there, and if Al and I find enough goodies, nothing'll happen to you. Naturally, if we don't find enough money or jewelry, we'll have to compensate for breaking in here some other way."
Kim fought back the panic mounting inside her as she sat on the bed, watching the two men going through her dresser and chest of drawers. She had to try to reason with them somehow. There was nothing of any real value in the house. Her husband had deposited all the checks they had received as wedding gifts, and it would take a few days for the checks to clear at the bank. Her lower jaw opened, trembling, as if ready to say something. She looked at the older man, thinking he might be more reasonable.
"Look," she finally said. "There's nothing of value here, mister. It might be a good idea if you get out before my husband comes home. He's due any second. He fights if he sees something he doesn't like, and the two of you might get really roughed up."
"You hear that, George?" the older man laughed, his voice low-keyed and almost gravelly. "Her old man is gonna whomp the hell outta the two of us."
"Well, I guess that means we can't take all the time we want to search the place," George said, also laughing. "Well, hell, if we can't take money, we gotta take something else."
"What are you talking about?" Kim asked, clutching her towel all the more tightly around her.
"We're talking about pussy," George said, smiling.
Were these men crazy? Did they think she would allow them to simply have their way with her because they had walked into the house? The mere idea of becoming physically involved with either one of them all but nauseated her.
But even as her mind rejected the idea, Al, the older, white-haired man, was reaching for her body, grabbing her monumental breasts through the terry cloth towel. His hands began to roughly knead and squeeze her mammaries.
"Hey!" George called out, poking his head out of one of the closets. "Look what I found. A brand-new Polaroid camera, and loaded with film. Let's take pictures of each other fucking the broad. It'll give us something to enjoy later on."
"You stop it!" Kim gasped. "Stop it and get the devil out of here right now."
Al seemed more than a little surprised by her attempts to struggle. The leer on his wrinkled face turned to a frown as he snapped at her, "You shut y'-fuckin' mouth, lady!"
"I'm not a willing party to this," she gasped. "I'll call the police and swear you both raped me."
"I told you to shut up," Al snapped at her, then smacked her across the face with his open palm.
Kim felt the hard blow rock her. The force of it threw her across the bed. Her mouth opened to scream, but long before she was able to do so, a hand clamped itself firmly over her lower face, cutting off all sound while another hand grabbed one of her arms and twisted it behind her back. Her eyes swelled and almost bugged out of her head as the filthy fingers pressed against her partly open lips. She was violently trembling with fear and revulsion. This was a nightmare. It was impossible to believe something like this was actually happening to her. She moaned against the hand firmly clamped against her mouth, feeling relatively soft skin except for a calloused middle finger rub against her Yips. Just like Barney's hand, her mind mused even as terror ran rampant through her. The interior of her brain rang with screams she wanted to release. She struggled wildly but felt herself helplessly pinned.
He had her arm twisted almost to where it would break, and pain shot through her shoulder. Kim thought she would faint from the agony. But there was something far worse than the pain she was feeling waiting for her. The younger man, the one with the red hair and the funny-looking head, was staring at her hungrily, slavering. The sight of him looking at her that way made the lovely girl struggle all the harder, but it was no use. She was unable to move.
George stared at Kim, his blue eyes wide with lust as he took in the sight of her body as the towel she was wearing unwrapped and fell to the bed. Her clean white flesh stood out starkly, shining lusciously, and hunger for her got the better of the red-haired man.
With George's help, Al all but tore the rest of the towel from the lovely girl's flailing body, throwing it under the bed. From what Barney had said, she was so modest, that no matter what fate awaited her, Kim wasn't the type to run naked into the streets. Now her luscious body was exposed to both their eyes.
George took in the litheness of her full, short thighs, the tempting swells of her melon-shaped breasts, and he noticed the automatic thickening of her nipples as cool air caused blood to rush to them.
"Get a look at that body," Al said, smirking.
Kim stared from one man to the other, feeling greater terror fill her shuddering form as she realized how helpless she was in their grasp.
"Who goes first?" George asked.
"I'm older," Al told the red-haired man. "Naturally, age before beauty, though I'd hardly call you a beauty. You can take the pictures for now."
Al took a clean handkerchief from his pocket and grabbed it by opposite corners, twisting it as he walked toward Kim.
"God! Don't hurt me!" Kim begged as he leered at her.
"No one's gonna hurt you," Al assured her, knotting her wrists tightly together with the long handkerchief, behind her back. "All we're gonna do is fuck you a little."
"No!" Kim shrieked, and suddenly she felt him ramming cloth into her mouth and realized he had dropped his pants and undershorts and was gagging her with his undershorts. He pulled the towel from under the bed, tore a strip from it, and tied his undershorts in place around her mouth.
He tossed her back on the bed and began removing his shirt and undershirt. The sight of his firm, wrinkled flesh terrified the helpless Kim. It was bad enough when her own husband had conned her into fucking, not to mention forcing her to fellate him, but having anything to do with these strange men was a horrifying ordeal at the very least. He was already hovering over her, his rigid penis standing well out in front of him, a long, throbbing caduceus with a knobby tip that leaked the secret lubrication . . . lubrication that would ease its passage into her tender body.
Kim twisted her head from side to side, trying hard to pull away from the horrible older man. He pinched her cheek and smiled, saying, "Stop worrying, honey. I'm gonna make sure you get all of my hot cock. But if looking at it frightens you, we can fix that. After all, just feeling it should make you feel good."
He gripped her hips, flipped her over on her belly, making her lie face-down on the bed.
Kim felt all the wind "whoosh" out of her as the man hurled his weighty body on top of her. His grizzled cheek pressed itself scratchily against hers, and he even belched once, letting her smell beer. The foul odor made Kim even sicker. Then his hand gripped her by her lovely hair and shoved her beautiful face into the pillow beneath her while his knees strained until her full thighs were finally parted.
His body slid between her tantalizing loins and the lovely brown-haired girl moaned, shuddering uncontrollably when she felt the hardness of his slimy phallus stickily touch the silken inner parts of her tender white thighs. He pushed the vile extension forward, and Kim, still lying face-down, realized his penis felt even longer than that of Barney. Granted it was a little on the thin side, but it was long. She was aware of it sliding into the manually parted valley between her lovely asscheeks, and she trembled even more. Kim began churning her buttocks, the only part of her capable of moving, doing her best to try to dislodge the man's penis from between her trembling thighs.
"Raise that ass, you sweet little bitch!" she heard Al order, as he, himself rolled off the bed and stood to the side.
Kim pressed her full thighs tightly together, tautening her muscles in a helpless effort to resist as burning tears began pouring from her anguished eyes.
Scream after scream was resounding in her brain, getting louder every time she felt a part of him touch her. She definitely would not listen to the man. She had to resist.
Then there was the resounding pain burning through her as his flat hand fell solidly on her rounded buttocks-very hard. There was another smack, then another, and she felt her asscheeks burn with anguished agony.
"That looks like fun," she heard George say.
"You'll get your chance when I'm through with her," Al replied almost testily, staring at the other man.
Kim felt the burning sting of torment flare through her asscheeks as they turned a brilliant carmine. Pain was followed by more pain as he continued beating the gluteal swells of her ass. Soon the hurt was so intense Kim realized she wasn't able to withstand it any longer.
"Get that ass up here, kiddo, or I'll strip the outer layer of skin from it," she heard Al say.
The agony was becoming so intense, she found herself unable to withstand it. Slowly she began raising her rear-end, putting all her weight on her knees. 'til
She was aware of his hands reaching under her and tugging her helpless thighs farther apart as he lifted her up even higher. Now she had all her weight balanced on her knees, her shoulders, and her face. She felt ridiculous with her buttocks propped up into the air this way.
It was useless to fight any longer. She might just as well let them do as they wished and get it over with. Even if she fought them, they seemed determined to take advantage of her. She knew no one would hear her with the undershorts crammed into her mouth. God! The thought that this garment had touched the other man's intimate areas before being crammed down her throat all but made the lovely girl sick. She'd do as they said, if only to get them out and possibly keep them from killing her.
Kim was aware of the man kneeing his way onto the bed, now. He was staring hungrily at her youthful pussy as well as her tiny little anal opening, and was even aware of him moving his head around lo look at the weighty breasts dangling beneath her. She knew by now that the man was inflamed with lust and would not be content until he had buried the full length of that skinny penis inside her narrow feminine vestibule.
"Come on, come on, stop stalling," the red-headed one called George insisted. "Feed that cunt of hers your cock. She's just itching to feel it."
It was obvious to Kim that the older man had no intention of being hurried by his younger companion. He was enjoying himself and intended concluding this his way. Her ears picked up the sound of his heavy breathing as his fingers poked and prodded, caressing her full asscheeks, fingering her tiny starred asshole, rubbing the pout of her leaking pussy, and tugging on her swollen nipples.
Kim shuddered once again when she felt the length of his hard cock placed in the narrow crevice between her buttocks. His rough fingers were tugging and pinching the tender, soft, round, white cheeks of her lovely behind, yanking them wide apart, then squeezing them firmly together around the red knob of his throbbing cock.
Each time the man tried tugging her asscheeks apart, she began to automatically tighten her ass muscles, doing her level best to resist. Nevertheless Al kept right on tugging, moving slowly, insistently, intent on forcing her to open her asscheeks by herself. Eventually his manipulating paid off as the muscles in her rear end slowly relaxed against her will. They spread wide apart for him as he lowered his face so he was able to stare directly at her lovely anal pucker, its wrinkled opening looking so tightly luscious in combination with the sparsely matted pussy, below. Kim quivered, feeling the man's hot breath washing over her pussylips as he stared at the rich coral of her inner tunnel, shoving George away when the latter would have peered in, as well.
Little by little she was beginning to calm down. She was willing to accept the fact that there was nothing to keep the man from fucking her, but she didn't want to be hit by him again. She was completely unprepared for the slowness with which Al moved. What she had expected was to feel him ram his throbbing penis straight into her without waiting for her to get wet inside. She was actually astonished at the tenderness with which he was now treating her, and against her will she found her vagina leaking.
There was something very strange about all this. If this was an actual rape, there was no reason for this man to behave this gently. It was all so crazy and terrifying, and she felt her shuddering body actually reacting not only with a kind of solace for not being whipped again, but she suddenly realized her traitorous body was responding against her will, reacting as if she actually wanted all this to happen.
This was really ridiculous. Kim didn't want to have anything physical to do with either one of these men. Nevertheless, wild, animalistic thrills continued building higher and higher inside her as she felt his breath continue to touch her leaking vaginal lips, listening to him loudly inhale as he continually sniffed the clean, arousing fragrance of her vagina in all its lovely nakedness, slowly breathing in and breathing out the rich essences of her internal self. Little by little, against her will, she discovered she was allowing herself to be lulled into total relaxation.
Then she was aware of a tickling wetness starting at the base of her spine. It began moving very slowly up the length of her spinal column, making her tremble and shudder all over again, but this time with enjoyment. Yes, she was actually enjoying it.
Al was moving his wet and slithery tongue all the way up the length of her slender, clear back, moving it just a little bit at a time, causing the wildest, craziest, most insane shudders to travel the length of her back. Her entire body vibrated and tingled, and soon pleasure was uncontrollably seeping into her. It moved beyond the wrists knotted behind her back, moving higher and higher with his tongue touching the nape of her neck. Then he licked right back down again.
When he stopped touching her with his tongue Kim realized she was anxiously waiting for everything to begin all over again. Why had the man stopped? She wanted to feel his tongue continue its movement. Her mind told her the whole idea was totally ridiculous. These were two men who had come to rob her, and finding nothing else of value were taking out their physical lusts on her helpless body. These were the kind of men with whom she wanted nothing to do. It was almost as if she weren't herself, but some other female. She was too upright to be touched by such vile men.
But was she such an upright person? After all, she had disobeyed her parents and had allowed a man to take her virginity prior to marriage. She had been foolish enough to be caught and forced into marriage, though she had to admit it was a marriage she had wanted. Her husband had done such a good job of seduction, her body needed more and more loving, yet here she was, the day after her wedding, panting for sex and her husband unable to satisfy her so that her body was actually responding to these evil men. Why was she too good to be fucked by them?
Her thinking was interrupted by the tingle of Al's tongue as it continued running along her body, now moving down to the inner part of her trembling left thigh, very, very slowly approaching the scented cave of her tantalizing cunt. Within, her juices had already started bubbling. Her mind told her she mustn't allow this and she tried hard to pull away from the man's licking tongue, but his arms held her firmly in place, then suddenly, just like that, she was aware of the hard, rolled-up stiffness of his wet tongue as it poked itself into the middle of her frothing feminine cavern.
His tongue felt hot, wet, soft and slimy as it reamed around inside her tender vagina, licking here and there, slurping and pressing against the walls of her lubricious interior. His nose was pressing against her rounded buttocks as his tongue pushed in and out wildly, his head moving the littlest bit lower so that his outstretched tongue was able to reach her clitoris.
Kim began making muffled sounds of pleasure, surrendering her body totally to his mouth. Every bit of her trembling form was reacting to the wildly permeating thrills of delectability caused by the man's working tongue as it lunged into her cunt again and again.
Unable to fight the man any longer, Kim tightly shut her mind to the horrifying thing happening to her, allowing her body to have its way in complete and utterly total surrender. Every bit of her vibrating quaking torso was reacting to the madly pervading savoriness of the tingling pleasure caused by the older man's weightily lapping lingual digit. His tongue stabbed itself into the oven of her hot cunt causing wild shudder to follow insane quiver through her trembling form. His tongue pulled itself out of her simmering vagina and moved through the crack between her global cheeks until it touched the dimple of her asshole.
Kim knew the man was well aware of her enjoyment even as his tongue began lapping wildly at the little brown opening. The sensation was like a million little trickles of shuddering static shooting through the swells that were her buttocks each time he pushed his tongue into her rectal opening.
Abruptly he stopped his hungrily moving tongue, then said aloud, "If I take the gag out of your mouth and untie your hands, are you gonna behave? I'll give you this one chance. Fight me, and I'll tie you so tight I'll cut off your circulation, and I'll gag you to the verge of smothering you."
She was aware of George coming over to her and untying the strip of terry cloth from around her mouth. Then he tugged out the undershorts Al had crammed in, letting her breathe freely again. Then, as the hanky was untied from around her wrists, she gasped as Al jammed three fingers into the narrow tightness of her sucking cunt, churning them around and around. She was aware of her juices soaking his hand.
Without realizing it, Kim had lost total control of herself, and she gasped out, "Ohhhhh . . . yessssssss . . . " her head wildly whipping from side to side as she thrilled to the way the older man's driving fingers plunged into her.
She was completely unaware of the red-haired George, now off to one side, taking pictures with the Polaroid camera of everything taking place. All that mattered to the lovely young woman was the way her inner channel clung tightly to the hard-driving fingers continually moving in and out of her sucking gully. The driving plunges into her body were becoming stronger and stronger as Al pushed his hand harder, wearing a broad smile on his face. She heard the high-pitched sound of her own voice pleading with the man, begging him not to stop. He had gotten her to the point where she was willing to do anything for them. What was more, the two men were aware of it. So was Kim.
"Man, get a look at the way her lovely ass is churning," George gasped. "You really got her going good, Al."
Kim continued bouncing up and down, her body out of control as she rammed her soft, yielding labia solidly against the driving fingers, sighing with unadulterated pleasure as the need her husband had built in her and had left unsatisfied came to the fore, working through every final synapse in her body. She was aware of her tight vaginal interior loosening just the littlest bit, opening as if trying to suck in the entire hand. She was on the verge of an orgasm now, and she, as well as the two men, were aware of it.
"Oh no you don't, little girl!" Al snapped at her, yanking his sodden fingers from the watery channel between her plump thighs.
She knew what he meant. He was going to fill her narrow womanly canal with the length and breadth of his hard and meaty cock. She wanted it! Oh God! She desperately wanted it. She wanted it so much she was almost able to taste it, and she smacked her lips just thinking about it. Yes, she wanted to feel his burning, heavy seminal fluid flooding through her womanly center.
Al was kneeling on the bed behind Kim now, massaging her asscheeks, then using his hand to guide the smooth dome of his throbbing cock to the heated entrance of her anxious vaginal opening. From the way the older man was moving Kim knew his balls were already swollen and aching to empty their contents inside her body.
With seeking fingers, Al began rubbing the pinkness of her inner labia, making he seething entrance bubble all the more with her inner juices. Using a thumb and forefinger to keep her labia separated, he used his other hand to bring his knobby cock to her sodden muff-like center. The older man shoved-hard! His cock was long, but it was somewhat more slender than that of Barney, and though Kim's cunt had only been entered once before, it flowered open widely enough to accept this new cock without pain. Al slid right in, feeling just the right amount of delicious resistance as her vaginal walls clung to the breadth of him. Her hot cunt fitted around his throbbing cock like a flaming security blanket, and the man's loud gasp matched Kim's as he was aware of her soft, watery walls slowly separating, like the Red Sea, to accept him.
"Jeee-eeee-susssss!" he gasped out loud, shoving the entire slender length of his long prong ever deeper into the confining vortex of her hot cunt. That Barney had to be one stupid slim fuck to want to get rid of something this fantastic! Shit! If he were married to someone like this, he might step out a little on the side now and again, but Christ! He would see to it she was fucked every day and every night.
The jamming of the full length of Al's hard cock into her womanly core snapped Kim out of her mental funk for the moment. She suddenly realized just what was taking place. Two strange, indifferent men were in the process of taking advantage of her; raping her. Well, at least one was raping her while the other one was snapping pictures of the whole thing. This was the absolute lowest form of degradation in the world.
Tears filled her beautiful brown eyes and she began loudly sobbing as the slender phallus continued pushing its way through her trembling body, ramming deeper and deeper into the frothing depths of her helpless vagina. He was going to fill her tiny sluice with the entire length of his cock.
"What a fabulous cunt!" Al was gasping, talking to George. "Man! This has to be the tightest pussy I've ever had wrapped around my cock. I've never fucked anything this tight, before."
His loud declarations concerning the fabulous quality of Kim's taut vagina rang across the entire bedroom, making the helpless girl weep and wail all the more with unabated sorrow as her body once again automatically reacted to the wild driving of his strong pole into her squeezing pussy. The organ invaded her femininity ever deeper, plunging madly into her like a battering ram. Kim was once again struggling, but this time her struggles merely served to enhance the driving thrusts of Al into her body, thereby intensifying the man's own enjoyment of what was happening. It was almost as if the white-haired man enjoyed causing her the anguish mixed with maddening pleasure still continuing to fire through her shuddering body. It was a pleasure she didn't want, but it was a pleasure nevertheless.
Kim was strongly aware of the movement of the slender cock, and she was also aware that it was starting to expand inside her. She wanted to shut her mind to what she was feeling, but she was unable to do so. The friction caused by the rubbing cock had its effect on her, and she suddenly discovered, against her will, she was climaxing. Wildly uncontrollable feelings continued blasting through her entire central nervous system. The knowledge that it was being caused by rape seemed to intensify the thrills, and she went out of her mind with delight.
"AAAA IIIII EEEEE YYYYY IIIIII.. . AAAAAA GGGGGG HHHH!" she shrieked as every final remnant of self-respect disappeared with her inundating orgasm. The sensation of inner degradation felt even worse when she experienced the sensation of losing great geysers of hot seminal flow in the inner center of her tormented vaginal container.
"YYYYY AAAAA RRRRR GGGGG HHHHH AAAAANNN NNGGGGHHHH!" Al bellowed, his entire body churning as he moaned in the clutches of his own orgasm.
It's over, she thought. Oh thank God, it's over!
She was still balanced on her elbows, feeling the length of Al's hard and throbbing cock giving up its contents to her inner self when she looked up and saw George's one-eyed penis staring right back at her. The organ was approximately the same length and breadth as that of her new husband, and as it wavered before her horrified countenance, Kim understood just what it was the man wanted her to do, even before he said to his friend, "I'll let her suck my cock, Al. This way you can stay plugged into your end as long as you like."
Without waiting for the older man's approval, George pinched Kim's nostrils, forcing her to open her mouth, and he jammed half the length of his mighty prick into her oral cavern. He smiled, well aware she was automatically responding by heartily sucking. He shoved his cock deeper, pushing the head into her gullet, and as a result her sinuses closed, making it impossible for her to breathe if she should try closing her mouth. His massive phallus rubbed her lips raw, scraping her tongue and palate as the head crammed itself into her esophagus. The heatedly soaking cave of her mouth automatically sucked on the full length of his meaty organ. Her tongue was instinctively pressing against the tasty underside as she continued sucking on the length of it in order to keep air flowing down her trachea. God! It was a big cock!
He began hastily ramming his throbbing organ in and out of her sucking mouth, moving it back and forth with great rapidity the same way Al had moved his cock in her cunt. Al's cock was still plugged into her pussy, even though it was unquestionably softening now that it had unleashed its initial load.
"Come on, come on," George was saying to the helpless young woman. "Suck it like a nice girl and get all that tasty juice out of there. Let's go, kid! Suck!"
All aflame at having seen the way Al had fucked the lovely young bride, George pounded his cock that much more quickly into Kim's gullet. Kim would have had another orgasm, an oral orgasm, had George fucked her helpless mouth just a little longer. But George was primed, and he wasn't waiting for the lovely young girl. He threw his head back as he fired his seed down her throat, yelling, "YYYYIIIIAA AARR RRGGGG HHAA HHH!"
Kim swallowed automatically, never even thinking about waiting for him to withdraw his throbbing penis so she might spit the stuff out. It tasted no different from Barney's sperm, though she had imagined it having a vile and bitter taste.
What Kim wasn't aware of, was the fact that Al was taking pictures of her nursing on George's cock. By now, Al's cock was totally soft, and it "plopped" out of her cunt. Exhausted, Kim fell onto the bed and fainted while the two men smiled at one another.
The pair of them hurriedly dressed, looking at the Polaroid shots they had taken. Each smiled his approval of the other's camera work as both quietly left, using the key Barney had given them.
CHAPTER FIVE
Barney had the photos of his wife safely tucked in his pocket. But he wasn't content. She might actually get a judge to believe her about her being raped by two men. What Barney needed was to have his wife fucked by multitudes of other men. This way, no judge in the world would believe her story about her having been raped so many times. He knew Kim would say nothing to him when he came home. She was too terrified fie might not believe her, and that he would make her young life even more miserable. What was more, when he saw to it she was raped in the future, he knew she would try hiding it from him, as well. When he finally produced the pictures and took her to court, the judge would ask why she hadn't told her husband, and the helpless girl would have no logical excuse for not telling him about the multiple rapes. He would get his divorce and be free to fuck around again, while building a nice retirement fund for himself.
When he did get home, Kim was there, all naked as he had left her, lying under the covers of the bed, refusing to get up, claiming she wasn't feeling well.
"Shit!" Barney snapped at her. "I'm hungry! I want my supper. Get that ass outta bed and start cooking. Hell! There's no reason for you not to feel well. This is a small apartment, so you can't have tired yourself out cleaning it. I took all your clothes, so there was no way for you to wear yourself out shopping. What the hell's the matter with you, anyway?"
"It must be the after-effect of the wedding," Kim lied.
"I don't feel any after-effect," Barney snapped, inwardly laughing. "Come on, honey, move your ass. Get it outta bed and start cooking."
"I want you to leave me some clothing," Kim insisted. "I don't like being kept a prisoner in my own home."
"Prisoner?" Barney asked. "What makes you think you're a prisoner. I just don't want you wandering around and meeting strange men until it's time for you to go back to college, dig? So you be quiet and cook for me, honey."
"Barney, what's happened to you?" Kim wanted to know. "You used to be so kind, so considerate, so nice. You've turned into some kind of animal."
"I'm just your plain, ordinary, everyday husband," he told her with a smile on his face;
"You're being very cruel and you know it," Kim countered.
"You look real sexy under that blanket," Barney smirked. "If I had the strength I'd raise a hard-on and fuck you. But it'll be another day or two before I'm ready. Now get out of bed and make me some supper."
Kim leaped from the bed and ran to the bathroom, locking herself in. She showered, wiping the feeling of George and Al from her body, but she had to use a hand towel to dry herself off since the large terry cloth bath towel had been shredded.
Emerging from the bathroom, her body still somewhat damp, she nakedly padded over to the small kitchenette, and inwardly seething about the way her new husband was treating her, she finally made supper for the both of them. Barney had to admit she had one fabulous body, and as he ate, he congratulated himself on keeping her naked. At least he'd enjoy looking at her until he dumped her.
CHAPTER SIX
"Don'tcha see," Charlie was saying to Barney. "You have to make it look like your wife is screwing around with lotsa men all the time if you're looking to dump her. Just you bringing one other guy to your house ain't gonna do the trick. Now if I take my buddy, Randy, the two of us can do one helluva bang-up job on the chick."
Charlie was tall, very tall, and he was gaunt, almost like John Carradine. He had a mustache and a
Vandyke beard. The Randy to whom he was referring wasn't there at that particular moment. Charlie's hair was a very dark-brown, and he had a pointed nose. He wore dark glasses which made him look like a Mafia gangster, but in reality he was a handyman. At the moment he was wearing a pair of jeans and a white T-shirt. He was talking to Barney during lunch at the little tavern where Barney had convinced Al and George to fuck his wife the previous evening. Now he was talking to Charlie, trying to convince him to do the same thing.
"I have a better idea," Barney said to Charlie. "We have an hour-and-a-half for lunch, and travel to and from my house is only a half hour. That'll give you almost an hour to screw Kim. It'll shock the hell outta her to see me bring you into the house, but she won't be able to stop me, and because she's totally naked, you don't have to worry about tearing clothes off her."
"Then what?" Charlie asked.
"She'll see you're fucking her with my approval, even if she doesn't dig the idea. So the next time you go there, with your pal Randy, she'll think both of you are there with my approval, and she'll just give in and let the two of you do what you want, even to the taking of pictures. Added to other pictures I have, that might just be enough to convince a judge to grant me a divorce without my having to pay alimony."
Charlie shrugged. He had seen Kim's picture, and he had to admit she was a stunningly beautiful girl. Why a jerk like Barney was trying to shuck himself of her was something he was unable to figure. Hell! If the man wanted him to fuck her, well why not!
"All right!" he said to Barney. "Let's go to your house. As to my fucking the chick, well maybe this time it might be a good idea if I slip the old cock to her. Granted she might not be crazy about you as an onlooker, but nevertheless, if she gets used to seeing you watching the two of us fuck, when I do come there with Randy, she won't be so embarrassed, and I'll be able to get into her that much easier. Still, I do have reservations."
"Why? Don't you want to fuck her, now?" Barney asked.
"I never screwed a man's wife with the man looking on," Charlie replied. "Still, if you'll fuck her after I do.. . "
Barney, at the thought of fucking Kim with Charlie watching him, felt a lurching in his pants. His cock was going to become hard again. For the first time in a long time he was going to be able to raise an erection in less than seventy-two hours. Well, why not! After all, Kim was still his wife, if only for a little while.
"Come on," Barney said to Charlie. "Let's go! The idea of each of us fucking her with the other watching is something I dig."
Pervert! Charlie thought, and smiled as they left.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Barney's bringing Charlie to the house made Kim angry as hell, especially since he dragged her naked body out to be viewed by the bearded man. She knew immediately this was not normally the kind of man Barney would have for a friend, though he did introduce the man as Charlie, his buddy. Charlie was in his mid-thirties, much older than Barney, and he had a face as evil-looking as the Devil, himself. The man did have a lively pair of eyes once he took off his dark glasses, and those eyes were dancing all over her naked body, visually embracing her, making her feel extremely uncomfortable.
"I thought the idea was to keep me from being seen by other men," Kim insisted.
"Aaaaah, but Charlie's my buddy," Barney told her. "It's all right for him to look at you. I might even let him play with you a little. I mean, what are friends for?"
"You wouldn't!" Kim gasped, then jumped as she realized Charlie had sneaked up behind her and had goosed her.
Kim darted around the kitchen table, confident she would be able to stay out of the reach of the strange man in front of whom her husband was embarrassing her. She looked at Barney with bewilderment, unable to understand why he was doing this horrible thing to her. She had married him filled with love.
Barney's face scrunched into a large frown. He pointed to the kitchen table and said, "Set a place for both Charlie and me. We're eating lunch home today. What's more, in the future, I might be bringing other men home for lunch. After all, I want to show off what a fabulous wife I have."
"All right," Kim sighed. "I'll set a place for him."
"Hey, I don't like the way you said that," Barney snapped at her. "The tone of your voice says my friends are unwelcome in this house. From now on, when my friends come here, even if they come here without me, I want you to make them feel welcome."
"I'm totally naked, "Kim shouted. "Don't you care?"
"You're making my pal feel unwelcome," Barney snapped. "You're going to have to be punished for that."
"I said I'll set a place for him at the table," Kim answered, her face suddenly coloring.
Barney, she realized, was mentally sick. If she had some clothing she would get out of here as quickly as possible. Now he was looking for an excuse to give her a spanking or something. He was looking for a pretext so he'd be able to hurt her. It made her wonder about the two men who had "broken in" to her home the previous day. Now she wondered if her new husband had been the instigator.
Kim was terrified. She didn't like the idea of pain, not even a little bit. What also disturbed her was the fact that the man had an erection, and she realized her husband's stiff cock was due to the thought that he was going to inflict pain on her. He was going to hurt her, then fuck her. All in front of a strange man. This wasn't the kind of life to which she had been looking forward. Had she known about the aberrant mind Barney Werner had, Kim would never have surrendered herself to him in the first place.
"That round little ass of yours is gonna turn a bright-red, baby," Barney smirked.
"Don't do this, Barney!" she gasped, holding an arm in front of her breasts and a hand against her vagina.
"You won't sit down for a week when I'm finished," Barney laughed.
It was the first time her husband was actually threatening her with pain he wanted her to feel.
Hearing it with this strange man watching in their own kitchenette made the lovely young wife tremble so violently she was afraid she might throw up. Composing herself quickly, Kim took a deep breath and said, "We can discuss this later, when we're alone, Barney. Just let me set a place for you and your friend. I'll go and get a sheet to cover myself with."
"No way!" Barney laughed. "You're gonna get whipped, now!"
His eyes were fever bright as he said it, and he wore a wide smile on his face. Kim struck out with both hands and Barney grabbed her two wrists in one huge paw and tipped her head-first over the back of an easy chair in their living room. The helpless girl didn't know what to think at that moment. Every passing day was making her more and more afraid of her husband.
Barney threw his weight on her back, holding her down, then gripped her buttocks with his two hands and tugged them apart, making her feel more helpless than ever.
"See," Barney said, pointing to her slit. "Look at that! She's creaming already, and all I did was toss her over a chair."
Kim began struggling, trying to pull away from her husband, but a second pair of hands gripped her thighs, keeping her in place with her head dangling over the back of the easy chair. Her vagina was totally open to the other man's gaze.
"Come on," Barney was saying to his friend. "Feel that pussy a little. As long as I say it's okay, Kim won't put up too much of a struggle. Besides, a finger in her cunt'll excite her a little."
"Hmmmmm!" the bearded man commented, running his thick fingers up and down the center of her admittedly slick and hot vaginal slit.
Kim gasped as he plunged a finger into the center of her womanhood, quivering as the finger slid in and out, in and out. She hated the sound of his voice as Charlie said, "You're right, Barney. Right now she's wetter than water in there. She really knows how to juice up in there." Kim felt the bearded man's breath quickening all over her thighs.
When her husband finally let her go, Kim slid off the chair and got to her feet, once again covering herself with both hands. She was shaking violently, and a voice in the back of her head was warning her that her husband was really a mentally ill man.
"Well, lovely lady," Charlie was saying, smiling evilly at her. "Are you ready to have that lovely butt of yours beaten to a nice red color?"
"Not on your life!" she gasped.
"Ah, this will make it all the better," Charlie smiled. "I love resistance in a woman."
"You go to hell!" Kim gasped.
"Now honey," Barney cooed, his voice oozing the kind of charm he had initially used to seduce her as he enfolded her naked form in his arms. "Is that any way to talk?" He kissed her full on the mouth, probing deeply with his tongue. In spite of the embarrassment she was suffering, and in spite of her anger toward Barney, Kim once more found herself falling under the man's spell. Even as she frowned she realized she was kissing her husband back.
"You get the sweet girl ready," Charlie told him. "I'll go and get something from my wagon."
Barney nodded, and the tall, gaunt-looking man eased out of the apartment to the van he had driven to Barney's house. He opened the rear of the blue van and lifted out a guitar case. As he sauntered back to the apartment, easily swinging the case, he looked an almost silly sight. Not that he didn't seem the type to play a guitar, but he was handling the case all wrong, swinging it much too freely, almost as if the case were empty.
Meanwhile, back in the house, Barney had unlocked his own closet and had taken out a tie with which he had bound his wife's wrists. She was lying flat on the bed, her arms over her head, her wrists tired to the bedpost so that her arms were pulled straight back and above her. She lay taut, with her breasts, full and lovely, thrust straight up in the air. Charlie licked his lips. Most women with big breasts had soft paps so that when they lay down, their breasts seemingly sank back into their body. Not this one. Those boobs of hers were full and round, standing up even as she lay there. Barney had maliciously plastered a wide strip of adhesive tape across Kim's mouth, even though the apartment was virtually soundproof with the landlord being away at work. Her cheeks were puffed out because Barney had jammed a clean handkerchief inside, first. Her knees were crossed and lifted just a little, giving her helpless body the appearance of relaxation, but in her eyes there was vivid terror. Kim knew her husband was insane.
Charlie set his guitar case down and stared with satisfaction at the helpless woman. Seeing her there like that made him lick his lips again.
"I think I ought to tie her feet, as well," Barney said.
"Don't be silly, man," Charlie laughed. "We want to see the lovely lady wriggle a little."
He opened the guitar case, but there was no guitar inside. Instead, he had a collection of switches, the kind once used in classrooms a hundred years earlier. Had Kim seen them, she might well have fainted then and there. Most of the whips were birch rods, but the man also had a buggy whip, a quirt, a cat-o'-nine tails, as well as a series of different kinds of paddles of various shapes and lengths. The two men rubbed their palms together, talking about the various advantages of each implement of torture, and Kim, watching them with bulging eyes, realized her husband was going to cause her lots of pain, this time.
Charlie finally took out a leather paddle about two-and-a-half feet long, with a handle like a baseball bat. The instrument was four inches wide, and it was made of a multitude of layers of thin, tightly compressed grain leather. Charlie swung it in the air to demonstrate its flex, which was great. Its chief merit, as far as Barney was concerned was that it would leave no marks, and Kim would have nothing to show the judge when divorce time game.
"This one is called the paddler," Charlie said, smiling. "It's nice and wide, so it doesn't leave any marks on the flesh-not even welts, but man, it hurts, it hurts like a son of a bitch, and yet there are no internal injuries either. It's about the most effective paddle there is. Hell! Why mark up a woman if you don't have to."
"Yeah, well then, let's use that," Barney nodded, then stood to the side, waiting.
Kim's eyes remained wide as she saw Charlie open his wallet and count out fifty dollars, giving the money to her husband.
Good God! Barney was prostituting her. He was a pimp, using her body to make money!
Barney smiled one more time, then said, "Maybe I'll fuck you when this is over, honey, and then again, maybe not. The initial idea was for me to screw you with Charlie watching. But I want him to get his jollies by whipping you a little, first."
Charlie merely smiled. At heart he was a bit of a sadist, and one of the reasons he really hadn't wanted to come here with Barney today was his fear that Barney would object to his using something like this on Kim. If he brought his partner, Randy, here, he would be able to do all kinds of things without leaving marks on the lovely woman, thereby making sure she would be usable in the future. Not one of his "victims" had suffered so much as a broken capillary in spite of the god-awful pain he loved to inflict on them.
"You know," Charlie said to Barney. "Maybe, just maybe, I might fuck her when I'm finished with her after all. I mean, beating women makes me raise one mean hard-on."
"If you want to fuck her, she's all yours," Barney nodded, realizing that watching another man fuck his wife would get him even more aroused.
Charlie smiled to himself as he approached the bed. He had used paddles and whips on all kinds of women, but he had to admit this was not only the prettiest of the women he was going to beat, but the youngest. He walked to the side of the bed, holding the paddle up, giving Kim a good glimpse of it, waving it in front of her staring eyes until she turned her dilated irises on him in absolute horror.
"Sorry, honey," Charlie said, still smiling his evil smile. "But the only way I can raise a stiff one is to do this."
He touched her kneecap with the end of the paddle, then ran it very lightly up one thigh, across the: flatness of her belly, over one thrusting, breast, into her armpit, and then against the long swanlike shape of her throat. Her flesh cringed in its wake. "I hope you learn to love this," he said to her. "I know I will."
All of a sudden he drew his arm back and swatted her left breast, the one closest to him. Kim's only forewarning was the singing sound of the flexible leather-a wicker-wick-just before the sharpest pain she had ever known covered the sensitive tip of her up-thrust nipple. The pink areola swelled and turned from coral to deep red, while the white part of her breast turned pink as her body went stiff with agony and her eyes bulged in their sockets. Humming a tuneless tune to himself, the bearded man proceeded to swat her full, upstanding round breasts several times in rapid succession before Kim, her entire torso aquiver, had the presence of mi d to move a little. She rolled to the side, away from the man, and a swat stung her armpit, then her hip. She turned the rest of the way, onto her belly, scampering up to her knees on the far side of the bed, then off it.
When Charlie came scurrying around the side of the bed, Kim kicked out at him, trying to plant her foot where it would do the most good-but Charlie caught her by her slender ankle, and with a strength that totally astonished the young woman, held her leg in the air as he swatted at the fulcrum between her thighs. Then he released her and stood back, watching with pursed lips as the lovely girl shivered, her body already coated with a sheen of perspiration. She rolled her head from side to side as she chewed on the handkerchief in her mouth.
"Now, lovely lady," Charlie said to her. "How about getting back on the bed and lifting that sweet rump of yours straight up in the air."
The central nervous system in Kim's young body was still recoiling from the horrible shock, her mind totally numb and reeling, her brain containing only one thought as her husband sat in the corner of the bedroom, smirking and watching. The perverted man with the paddle had it in his power to permanently maim her if she didn't do as he said. So she complied.
Tugging with her arms, using the attachment of her tied-together wrists to the headboard for some kind of leverage, she half-pulled and half-crawled to get her lower anatomy to the center of the wide bed. She felt as if her joints were already creaking as she somehow managed to prop her knees under her and lift her buttocks from the mattress. Her weight was now on those knees as well as on her wrists which were being chafed by the necktie holding them. Her burning breasts dangled beneath her, aflame with pain.
Moving to the foot of the bed, the bearded, evil-looking man stared at her for a long, long moment, admiring the rounded expanse, the smooth shapes of her delightfully ovoid asscheeks. He loved the sight of them quaking. He had to admit they looked so perfect, he was glad he was using something that wouldn't leave marks. It would have been a shame to mar such lovely buttocks.
Wicker-wick!
Where before, he had been using mere half-swings, applying only his forearm, wanting to merely make the lovely light-brown-haired girl squirm, he now drew his arm all the way back over his head and started swinging with some strength. Kim's hips bounced on the mattress as she reacted automatically to the blow. There was a shrill sound in her throat, the sound finally coming from her nostrils because of the gag in her mouth. It sounded like the death squeal of some small animal. Her left buttock wriggled, a red stripe lining the length of it, the stripe already beginning to fade.
Charlie quickly caught the lovely woman's ankle, holding her firmly in place with his free hand as he swung with the other one, his paddle causing a bright burn to appear on her other quivering buttock, then once again returning to the first, placing each blow carefully so that it didn't overlap on a previous blow, allowing each red stripe to slowly fade out by itself. He would alternate, hitting the left buttock, then the right, placing each blow well. Sweat was heavily dripping from his brow as he worked on her, and the armpits of his shirt became soaked. All the while he kept staring at his rounded target, watching the squirming female as she helplessly did her best to evade the paddle, rolling from side to side. Kim kicked her free leg out, rubbing her knees together in mindless agony. Then she spread her glistening thighs wide apart, exposing the dripping wetness of her aching cunt as secretions continued to ooze from it, aroused by the horrible beating she was receiving.
She humped crazily up and down on the bed, after which she remained stock-still, now lifting her buttocks, her legs parting the littlest bit in her attempt to steel herself against the blows raining down on her. Her buttocks looked like a neon sign, lighting up with a red stripe, the stripe fading, then lighting up with another stripe.
Then Charlie stopped. He panted heavily, wiping an arm across his forehead, his face red with his exertions. He loosened his collar and panted heavily, trying to catch his breath. After what seemed like a long time of heavy breathing, he loosened his pants and let them drop to the floor. He removed his underpants as well, stretching them out in front of him in order to get them past his cock. Lord! What a cock it was! It was monstrous! It made Barney's huge penis look almost miniscule. There were already more than a few drops of seepage evident at the tip.
Kim looked at her husband who merely sat where he was, smiling. He, too, had an erection.
Holding his paddle, Charlie climbed onto the bed near the silently sobbing young woman, and he turned her over onto her back. Tears were running in a constant stream from her lovely eyes and even her nose was leaking a little which embarrassed her even more. She immediately lifted her painfully throbbing rear-end from the mattress.
Charlie gripped her thighs just above the knees, spreading them wide and doubling them back so that her kneecaps almost touched her shoulders.
"Just stay like this, honey," he told her. "You know damn well if you don't it's gonna hurt that much more. Dig, sweetie?"
He touched the end of the flexible paddle to her soaking cunt as a reminder of what he was capable of doing, and Kim's wide eyes rolled as if in acknowledgement.
Then he simultaneously pierced her pussy with two fingers while swatting her. He slid two thick fingers into the hungering depths of her sucking cunt as he brought the leather paddle down along the full length of the inside of her tender, rounded thigh. Then he whipped the length of the other thigh as he twisted his fingers in a circular motion in her feminine aperture. The paddle lashed out again and again, alternating between the two thighs, causing a smarting pain on her tenderness.
Kim squealed nasally as her hair-sprinkled pelvis jerked in reaction to each wild lash, her legs stretched to their utmost as her lower spine jerked while she ground her vagina upward against the impaling fingers.
Charlie flung the paddle aside. He looked at Barney, who was now taking pictures with the Polaroid camera, though Kim was unaware of it. Barney nodded and Charlie hurled himself onto the lovely woman's quivering body. His own pelvis pressed against the V between her tantalizing thighs, rubbing solidly back and forth. His large cock searched for, and finally found the steaming tunnel it was seeking. Without hesitation he rammed his cock all the way into her. For an instant, Kim felt a wild thrill as her vaginal walls stretched to receive the monstrous cock, and then she was aware of hot steam rushing through her as Charlie bellowed, "OHHHHHHH HHHH . . . YYYY YYYYEEEE EEAAAA GGGGGGHH HHHH!" He was shooting long before she was ready to climax. Damn him!
Pain filtered through almost every part of her body as Charlie unleashed his maleness into her, and Kim stiffened and quivered, knowing if they left her this way, she would go insane.
Barney was on his feet as Charlie rolled off Kim. He undid the tie from around her wrists, then untied the hanky from around her mouth, pulling out the washrag he had stuffed inside. Kim was choking and coughing, and Barney said, "I don't know whether to eat or to fuck you. I think maybe I'm hungry. Get your ass outta bed and feed us."
"Fuck! Kim yelled at him, using the word out loud for the first time in her life, meaning it as a curse. "Kiss my ass."
"All right," Barney nodded, opening his pants and pulling out the wide leather belt holding them up as they fell to the floor.
"What?" Kim croaked.
"I'll do just what you told me to do, honey. I'll fuck, not kiss your ass."
"What are you talking about?" the helpless girl gasped.
"I'm gonna further your sex education while Charlie here, watches," he told her, a smirk written on his features.
"What are you talking about?" Kim asked.
"Your tight little asshole, honey. I'm gonna bury my cock in here before I leave. Then you can make us lunch."
"Well, it was you who gave me the idea, baby."
"More pain?" she whimpered.
"After what Charlie did, this'll seem like pleasure."
"What about me?" she asked. "I have to come, too."
"We'll worry about that another time," Barney insisted. "After all, Charlie and I have to get back to work. By the way, if Charlie shows up here without me, you can let him in-all the way in. Now you get up on your knees again and wiggle that ass of yours real nice, and believe me, you'll learn to love this, too."
"No, Barney," she objected, feeling totally helpless.
Before she was able to gasp out anything more, the man had spun her helpless body onto its belly, and using his belt, he had looped it around her knees, keeping them locked in a fetal position under her as he bound it around her waist to prevent her from straightening up. This forced her to display her tightly round buttocks to him in all their youthful splendor. The red stripes were all gone already, and she had such deliciously round, creamy rear cheeks. It was going to be a pleasure fitting his large, throbbing cock into that tiny anal opening.
From painful indifference to her husband's needs, the helpless girl was once again filled with genuine terror. Was there no end to the evils her husband was performing with her? Here, after having her soundly whipped, causing her untold agony, and at the same time rousing her body to a peak that needed satisfaction, he was going to invade her rear tunnel after making sure she had received no pleasure from the first fucking. Her body was so aroused, she inwardly felt she might like the idea of being fucked back there if only to be fucked at all. After all, she had climaxed with a cock in her cunt, and she had climated with a cock in her gullet. There was a vague possibility she might climax with a cock in her asshole. Perverted? Yes! But at this point necessary. Her husband was turning her into a sexual glutton and it made her feel ashamed she so loved cock she was willing to take it into any hole in her body.
In the dresser mirror to the left of the bed she saw Barney kneeling behind her, caressing the painfully sore white cheeks of her rounded ass, touching her anal center with a fingertip very lightly. She gasped as he pushed a finger into her soggy pussy and took some of the sperm Charlie had deposited there and oiled her asshole.
"That's what I call a really gorgeous bum hole," Barney whispered. "Kim-baby, it's going to be a real pleasure pushing my cock in there. Jesus! I didn't expect to get hard for another day, yet looking at your ass has me all hot and bothered."
"My God! Barney! Why are you doing this to me?" Kim gasped, inwardly resigned to accepting what he intended doing. "Why are you always trying to hurt me?"
"Come off it, Kim-baby," Barney smirked. "All I'm doing is showing you the many different ways there are to fuck. Now you just keep that ass propped up there nice and steady."
She was kneeling at the foot of the bed, at the moment unable to move because of the way he had tied his belt around her. He was kneeling behind her, and in the dresser mirror Kim was able to see the man bringing his rampant cock ever closer to her anal pucker. Staring at the massive thickness of his phallus, noting how much broader it was than her opening. Kim found herself once again filled with an icy terror that made her shudder. As far as she was concerned, her husband was dreaming if he really expected to fit such a monstrous tool into the tightness of her narrow little rectum. He pressed it against her resisting sphincter and shoved.
"Glihhhaaaannnngggghh hhhh!"
Kim felt as if a cylinder of dry ice had been shoved into her. Icy perspiration made her shiver as the bitterness of the cock seemed to chill her narrow asshole to the point where she thought she would feel a cold-burn.
"Aaaaannnngggghhhh . . . hhhhaaaa aunnnnnngg magghhhhhhr she yelped as he began forcing the thick, weighty head into the tightly resisting doughnut of muscle protecting her ass.
Her sphincter continued resisting, yet the overpowering force of his driving cock, continually pushing, shoving, moving, forced the muscle to ever-so-slowly yield. Pain! Throbbing pain! This was hurting her even more than the whipping Charlie had given her. When her husband had broken her tough hymen she hadn't felt this much pain.
"Barrrrneyyyyyy . . . " she wailed, tears pouring from her beautiful brown eyes, rolling down her lovely cheeks, dripping onto the bedsheets, beneath. "It.. . aaaannnnnnhhhh . . . hurts . . oh Goddd! It hurts so much. I can't take it! I can't take it! Oh, God!"
The anal walls of her tight back passage protested against the power of the driving wedge making its way into her. She began squirming uncontrollably, feeling helpless torment as the hard piece of gristle jammed its way even further inside her. Kim thought the solid pole was going to tear out the inner membranes of her rectum. Heavier sweat broke out all over her shuddering body. The agony was unbearable and she wanted to faint. But Kim wasn't the type to faint. In her youth she had been a tomboy, playing with frogs and water snakes, outperforming the boys. She just wasn't the kind to pass out.
She felt her husband withdraw his pole part of the way, and then he flexed his hips, cramming it all the more deeply into her anal recesses. She panted and sobbed, silently pleading with Barney to hurry and end it. What kind of pleasure was the man deriving from this?
Again, through a red haze of agonizing pain, Kim became acutely aware of another, far more enjoyable, rising feeling. It began mingling with the hurt, and suddenly the pressure of the cock in her asshole was becoming bearable.
Her husband had driven all the way into her rectum, and now he was pumping as regularly into her ass as he had screwed into her cunt when he had initially seduced her, or even as he had fucked into her mouth the previous morning. That jackhammer of his was rapidly building wild new sensations in the tunnel of her rectum.
Damn him! Damn him to hell! Why had he come along and intruded himself into her life, taking her away from all the others she loved and making a whore and slave of her? Yes, there was no doubt about the fact that she was beginning to enjoy the feel of the cock in her narrow rectum. She realized at this point it was no longer Barney who fascinated her. It was his cock. For that matter any cock would have done an equally good job. She was in love with penises in general. Yes, she was cock-hungry, cock-crazy, a real cock-lover.
Now the throbbing organ was wildly thrusting itself back and forth, pounding in and out of her back road, and her own helpless body shoved itself back in time to the way he was pronging her rear-end. She clutched fistfuls of bedcovers beneath her as she grunted. He was driving air into her, and when it came out, it created the impression she was breaking wind. His thighs slammed against the rounded cheeks of her ass as he forced himself forward, shoving his reaming length into the narrowly tight, constricting center of her bowels.
"Ohhhhh!" she groaned, enjoying it.
"Hey man, she digs it!" Charlie announced as Barney continued screwing his throbbing penis into her rectum that much more solidly, thrilling to the wonderful sensation of her rubbery asscheeks against his hairy thighs.
God! Barney was unable to believe how glorious it felt to fuck his wife in the ass. He would have to do this more often. Sheee-itttt! Her asshole was so much tighter than her pussy, and her pussy was tighter than any other cunt he had ever fucked.
"I.. . can't.. . pump.. . back.. . any . . . more.. . " she called to him, letting her lovely head fall to the bed in a weary pose. "Can't.. . . "
"You . . . just.. . keep . . .that.. . beautiful.. . ass . . . in . . . place . . . " he told her. "I'll do . . . all the . . . pumping . . . "
Her asshole seemed to be widening, and Barney's ramming in and out was making Kim feel hotter and hotter with every passing second, even if she was too exhausted to pump, herself. If he kept this up much longer, she knew she was definitely going to climax. Her sore nipples were swollen and ached with thrilled excitement. She tightened as if attempting to prevent herself from eliminating, and the pressure around his cock was overwhelming.
"Thatta girl!" Barney encouraged. "Thatta girl! Keep doing that! Do it again and again! It feels just great!"
Kim was rotating her lovely hips a little, not really able to move them much because of the restriction of the belt. But the motion made her feel as if his thick penis was driving all the way into her large intestine. She was aware of every solid inch buried to the hilt inside her. The organ was bulging and swelling that much more while her asshole, even while opened to his huge cock, tightened by itself to clutch that penis and make sparks shoot through the man.
Barney was clawing at his wife's back while Charlie was applauding as he continued watching. The husband was panting and gasping now as he violently thrust his penis in again and again. Kim was aware of his heat getting the better of him, and she knew he would climax very shortly. With a little luck, so would she.
With her lovely head resting on the bed, she was able to look back beneath her, along the length of the front of her body, staring between her dangling breasts, able to see the way his seething penis worked in and out of her rectum. The full length of his stovepipe-like cock continued ruminating in and out between her thighs, his own loins approaching and withdrawing in time to his pumping. She was also able to see his testicles, and it occurred to Kim she was as fascinated by balls as she was by a cock. The next time she went down on a man she would suck the balls, as well.
Staring at all this set the lovely girl to wriggling and squirming all over again. She rotated her lovely hips wildly as she squirmed on the length of his fleshy skewer. Her husband was pumping into Kim with more and greater speed, ramming his penile pole as deep as was humanely possible, making her feel as if something good was happening to her, as well.
There was a tensing in her body, and the unbelievable happened. Apparently the continuous friction in her rectum touched something and it sparked an orgasm in Kim. She began bouncing up and down on the bed, shrieking, "HHHHHHAAAA AAIIII II-YY YYYYYYYYAA AAAAGGGG GGHHHH HH-AAAA AAGGGGGGGG" Her head hit the pillow again and again, and her knees actually lifted off the bed in time to the thrusts in her rectum. Her eyes were still wide open as she watched her buttocks continually buck against the scorching cock filling her with such thrills.
Now it was Barney's turn.
"GGGGGGHH HHHHUU UURR RRGGGGAA-AA AANNNN NNNNGGGG GGAAHHHH!" he bellowed as his penis bulged to an unbelievable thickness in her helpless rectum. He exploded fiercely, sending great wads of heated seminal glue streaming into her helpless colon. Hot, burning seed spurted into her anal canal repeatedly, shooting as if it would never stop.
Then the penis began deflating, and the lovely girl felt it slide out of her with a soft "plop."
"Okay!" Barney told her, smacking her buttocks as he removed the belt. "Now make us some lunch!"
CHAPTER EIGHT
"Well," Barney asked, as he and Charlie returned to work in Charlie's van. "What d'you think?"
"I think you're crazy for wanting to dump the chick," Charlie told him. "But if that's what you want, that's what we'll set her up for. You have pictures of her with some two other guys, and you have pictures of her with me. Tomorrow I'll visit her with my buddy, Randy, and I'll set up a camera on a tripod so it'll take pictures of two of us fucking her at the same time."
"Great!" Barney nodded. "I'll have all the evidence I need to dump her."
Charlie left Barney off on the corner near his building, then drove off. Barney went into the building, took the elevator up to his floor, and got to his desk about five minutes before work was to be resumed.
"Barney," one of the managers called out.
"Mr. Fazio?" Barney asked, looking up.
"Come into my office for a minute, will you?"
"Certainly, sir," Barney nodded, and getting to his feet, smoothing his gray pants, he went into the little glass cubicle Mr. Fazio called his office.
"One of our clients has earned a great sum of money that he hasn't reported to the IRS," Fazio told Barney. "He's entrusted us with the cash, a quarter of a million dollars, but he's being audited, and since we're his accountants, the IRS will be checking on us, as well."
"What can I do to help, sir?" Barney asked.
"I knew I'd be able to depend on you, Barney," Fazio said, tugging at his mustache ends. "I want you to take the cash home with you and put it away somewhere until the investigation is over and then bring it back. Do this, and it means a hefty promotion to you, and a big increase in salary, as well. There's going to be a shake-up in this firm very shortly, and I'll want men around me I can trust."
"I understand," Barney nodded, feeling his heart starting to trip hammer.
This would be his big chance. Let them see how trustworthy he was, and he would soon be earning in excess of a quarter of a million a year, every year. This kind of money, while not peanuts, wasn't worth stealing as far as he was concerned, since he knew he would be able to earn so much more. It would also mean his being able to screw around with as many women as possible, once he dumped Kim. Christ! There was so much luscious pussy out there waiting to be fucked. Why the hell should he be tied down to only one?
"I'll be more than happy to do whatever I can for the firm, Mr. Fazio," Barney said.
"I've had my eye on you ever since you first came here," Fazio told him. "You're a young man with an interesting future, if all goes well. By the way, our client is indirectly associated with certain unsavory elements of the underworld, so it wouldn't be smart to try and run out with the money."
"I wouldn't dream of it, Mr. Fazio," Barney replied.
"Of course not," Fazio smiled. "But I thought I should make you aware of the client. The money's in this briefcase. Take it home with you tonight, Barney."
CHAPTER NINE
Kim was tired of being Mrs. Goody-two-shoes. She had been a nice, clean-cut girl all her life, and her parents hadn't appreciated the fact because they had caught her once, with Barney Werner. She had been forced to marry him, though she had to admit she had been willing enough at the time, believing Barney loved her. Now Barney had proved he was a sicko. But her own family wouldn't even listen to her, so she had to find some way of getting away on her own, and if it meant using her body to get some clothing and money, that was precisely what she would do.
The sound of the doorbell broke into her thoughts. She had just stepped out of the shower after having washed both Charlie and her husband from within her, and having dried herself off with the little towels Barney had left her, Kim walked nakedly into the living room and stared through the big picture window at the handsome man standing at her front door. From the look of him, he was some kind of door-to-door salesman. He was six feet tall, dark-skinned, handsome, with blazing brown eyes, a straight nose, thin lips, and a rugged chin. He was wearing a blue suit, and though not the most expensive suit in the world, was far from something one might pick up at Bonds.
Going to the door, Kim opened it, keeping her body behind it, letting only her head peep out. "Yes?" she asked.
"Good afternoon," he said. "My name is John Gordon. I work for Energy Savers Incorporated. We have a whole line of energy-saving ideas that cannot only keep fuel costs down, but can keep you cooler in summer and warmer in winter."
"Are you married?" Kim asked him.
"I beg your pardon?" he asked.
"I want to know if you're married."
"No ma'am," he smiled. "Just haven't found the right girl yet."
"When you do find the right girl, how will you treat her?"
"Ma'am, I'm sorry, I don't follow you.. . . "
"Come in," Kim said to him.
He entered the house and preceded her into the living room as she shut the door. In the living room, he turned to face her, and he stared at her nakedness, his mouth hanging wide open.
"I was just married Sunday," she told him. "My husband doesn't trust me, so he keeps me in this house, totally naked, thereby preventing me from going out."
There was a fragrance of lemons coming from her freshly showered body that had John Gordon reeling even more. His nostrils filled themselves with the scent of her as his eyes filled themselves with the sight of her loveliness. God! She was stunningly beautiful!
"Uhhh.. . I think your husband must be nuts," John told her. "But I'm not one to come between a husband and wife."
"John, at the first opportunity, I intend leaving my husband," Kim explained. "All I need are some clothes. I know it's late in the afternoon, and you wouldn't be able to find me some decent clothes and bring them back today, but I'll make it worth your while, right now, if you promise to bring me clothes tomorrow."
"Look, you're a beautiful woman, Mrs. . . . "
"My name is Kim," she told him. "Just call me Kim."
"Well Kim, you're a beautiful woman, but I'm not the kind of guy to take advantage of a woman. If you want me to help you, well sure I'll help you. But I don't expect you to have to.. . . "
She overruled what he was going to say by pressing her beautiful face against his and planting her full, warm, ripe lips solidly against his masculine mouth.For a moment the salesman was immobilized with shock. In that moment Kim realized the man was extremely attractive and he was the kind of man she had often dreamed about meeting prior to her going out with Barney. That was when she realized John Gordon was hungrily responding to her kiss, eagerly grinding his mouth against hers. His arms tightened around her in an all-powerful embrace, pressing his body to hers.
A thrilling surge of delightful pleasure charged through the man as he became aware of the delightfully soft pliancy of this beautiful woman's shuddering body. God! She was beautiful! He had seen many lovely women in his time, and he had screwed quite a few of them, but he had to admit, from the few glimpses he'd had of this one, she was perfection in every way. No wonder a husband might want to keep her locked up. Still, only a fool would mistreat a woman like this. One thing John Gordon wasn't was a fool.
He shuddered as her tongue slipped between his lips, darting into his mouth. It moved between his teeth as well, and then began twining itself around his own oral organ. Its movement whipped up a froth of saliva in both their mouths as her tongue continued swirling through his mouth. His head felt light and dizzy, and his lips felt as if they were mucilaged to those of the lovely young woman.
Her full, naked breasts pressed very solidly against him, and the man was well aware of the gigantically solid nipples creasing the fabric of his suit jacket. He began to instinctively move his hand around the bowl of palpitating feminine flesh, his palm caressing the weighty mound while his fingers pulled at the tantalizing pink nipple.
"Oooohhhmmmmm!" the lovely woman moaned softly, her voice warm and exciting to him.
The sound of her voice brought the salesman to his senses. Sure he wanted to go on stroking her this way, kissing, caressing, loving, but he felt that all this was wrong. She wasn't doing this out of any emotion for him. She was trying to buy him with her body. He had no wish to accept such a proposition.
"Now wait a minute . . . just wait a minute," he insisted, pushing the small, lovely female away from him. "Look, if I felt for one minute you were doing this because you liked me, it might be different. But let's be honest. You want me to get you some clothes, and this is why you're doing this.. . . "
"You don't need my body to bring me some clothes," Kim said to him, softly. "You're the kind of man who doesn't appreciate seeing a woman mistreated, no matter by whom. Even if I promised you nothing, I'll bet you'd go out and find me some clothing by tomorrow."
"Yes, sure.. . . "
"Well then, believe that what I'm doing now, I'm not doing to buy you. I'm doing it because I think you're someone special. When I was single, I always thought it was morally right to save myself for only one man-my husband. Well the man who married me not only seduced and raped me before we were married, but married me only because he got caught at it. Then he began handing me around to his friends. Well from now on I sleep with whomever I want to sleep with, whether it's just one man or a whole battalion."
John stopped her by pressing his mouth to hers and giving her yet another passionate kiss. His heart-as well as his hard cock-had gone over to this lovely waif of a woman who was more of a girl than an adult. Yes, he would help her out. He would have done it for nothing, but here she was, offering herself to him, not as a whore, but as a woman who wanted a man. Hell! There was nothing whorish about Kim. She was just a poor, abused female who had been handed a rotten break. Shit! Why should he walk away and let her life continue to be miserable? Besides, his body ached for her, and he wanted to screw the lovely ass off her.
He jumped as he felt her fingers suddenly come into contact with the throbbing bulge of his swollen cock.
"God!" he gasped out loud, the gasp smothered by another of the lovely woman's hungry kisses.
He was hardly able to withstand it as his rapidly palpitating penis began growing with lustful intensity, swelling under the continually gentle stroking caresses of her hand. Already his cock was straining against the imprisoning material of his pants, and his strong hands tightened like vises on the lovely girl's shoulders. He thought he would go completely out of his ever-lovin' mind because of the agonizing pressure he was feeling after having seen this lovely woman. The unmistakable sound of a zipper being tugged filled the air, and his cock, which had already worked its way out of his undershorts, leaped from his pants. Kim's slender fingers tightened around it almost instantly, exerting exquisite pressure on the tingling surface. She ran her sensitive fingertips up and down the pulsing length of it, feeling it, realizing it was longer and thicker than any penis she had previously known. Her fingering made John grit his teeth with overwhelming passion.
"Ummmmm . . . that feels so nice, so delightfully hard and ready to go," the beautiful woman crooned, realizing how much in heat she really was, and how badly she needed this cock. Her hand continued stroking and fondling the lust-maddened shaft. 'This has to be the best prick of all time," she muttered. "It just keeps getting longer and harder. I love that."
The lascivious words sent fiery bolts of thrilling arousal shooting through the helplessly trapped man. He gasped, moaning once more as he crushed his lips firmly against that of Kim's delightfully upturned lips, his tongue probing anxiously between her teeth, tasting the sweet mouthwash she had used just before he had rung the doorbell. His hands moved higher and once again filled themselves with the delightful fullness of her swollen breasts, thrilling to the touch of her warmly quivering flesh as her breasts continued strongly palpitating. Kim mewled softly as the man kneaded the tender buds of her nipples with the first really soft caresses she had ever known. Her nipples swelled, becoming more and more turgid as lust burned its way through her quivering body. Her nipples enlarged even more, larger than Barney had ever been able to make them grow, once again making Kim aware that there were men who not only had cocks, but who had love in them, as well.
"God, you're really beautiful!" he murmured. "I'll do anything you want, anything!"
"I know that," she smiled. "Right now, all I want is for you to fuck me."
"Fine with me," he nodded.
"Let's go into the bedroom."
He followed her into the bedroom, where Kim had put fresh sheets on the bed following her sweaty romp with Charlie and her husband. In almost no time he was as naked as she, his clothing neatly folded on the corner chair.
There was a definite electricity in the air, a feeling of thrilling excitement in this small bedroom. John realized there was always the danger of her husband returning and seeing the two of them together, but this seemed to add to the spice of everything. It created a sense of urgency, and this ruled out the lengthy preliminaries he would have otherwise enjoyed. No extended foreplay-not this time. But if he fucked her in the future, he would take all the time in the world with her. Hell! Right now she didn't need any foreplay. She was ready to be jazzed.
His excited gaze dropped to the wide sweep of her lovely hips, going past the smoothness of her delightful belly and fastening on the glossy triangle of light-brown pubic fuzz between her creamy white, full, delightful thighs. He was only barely able to see the richly enticing gleam of her wet coral vaginal slit as it glistened under the richly curling wisps of light tendrils.
His burgeoning cock was wildly alive, hard, intense, dying to be buried. Every nerve-ending in the man was taut, and his entire being was wildly excited as he moved toward her until her soft belly brushed itself against him and her slender fingers once more closed around the throbbing length of his gigantic shaft.
"Oh Jesus, Kim!" he gasped. "I've never known another woman like you. You're really special. I want to fuck you! I want to fuck you as hard as I'm able."
She lay down on the bed then, feeling the clean, cool sheets against her back, spreading her delightful thighs invitingly apart, offering her wet cunt to him. He wasted no time falling between the pillars of her loins, and her hand once again tightened around the tormented length of his massive barber pole. Kim tugged on it, drawing the man closer and closer to the tantalizing fulcrum of her slender body. He was well aware of the satiny wetness of her tenderly quivering inner lips as the solid, rubbery head of his driving phallus nudged between them. He had to force himself to hold back and not simply drive right into her.
"Please . . . . " Kim gasped, not realizing until now the full extent of her need for a cock in her cunt. "Now! Fuck me now!"
John Gordon was unable to control himself any longer. All the burning pent-up force of his inner passion came charging out as, with a single overpowering thrust he brutally crammed his penis into the seething depths of her feminine cupola, the hard, pounding length of his vibrating tool burying half its length inside her. Her vaginal sheath closed tightly around his organ, squeezing, crushing, clamping down on it.
"Hhhhhuaaannnn gggghhhh . . . ohhhhhhh . . . deeeaaaarrrr Goddd!" she wailed, thrilled as she had never been with Barney while seemingly desperately thrashing her lovely hips in a frenetic effort to force his impaling stake that much more deeply into her.
John, anxiously goaded on by the maniacal lust the lovely woman had built in him, ignored her cry. He didn't care if it was cry for more or a cry for mercy. He continued heedlessly driving into her, forcing the massive girth of his swollen shaft right to the hilt inside her tremblingly anxious little belly. He pushed, holding his long cock inside interminably. Then, with excruciating slowness, he began flexing his penis in the pulsing darkness of her tightly alive feminine channel.
HHhhhhaaaauuuunnnngggghhhh. . . yessssssss ss-ss . . . " the lovely girl was groaning, feeling the thickness of the iron-solid pole as it pushed its bulging head against the rear wall of her vagina. She had never felt so crammed full in her life. God! It was almost as if the penis was a knife, slicing her in half. She felt the organ swell with every passing second, and she was almost afraid it would explode prematurely inside her achingly palpitating young body.
The handsome man finally began slowly withdrawing his cock, pulling out the immense, throbbing length of it in a single, sure, deft stroke. Then he surged forward again.
"Aaaaaannnnnngggggghhhhhh!" the lovely Kim gasped again as John continued plunging forcefully between the full pillars of her widespread thighs, sinking his lust-bloated penis once again to the very hilt inside the tender tunnel of her lovely, defenselessly naked belly. This time, the tenderly resilient inner membranes lining her vaginal scabbard began to anxiously secrete lubricating juices, wetting down the long, lunging length of phallic prod. The organ began moving more easily, slipping tenderly in and out of her openly spread pussy.
"Ummmm . . . aaaannnnhh . . . yessssss ssssss . . . " Kim cooed once again, her voice taking on a softer tone as minute little pinpricks of thrilling pleasure began forming somewhere deep inside her shuddering loins. There was a long shiver of ecstatic enjoyment sending wild chills vibrating up and down her backbone. Her voluptuously satin thighs now spread themselves even farther apart. She tightly locked her legs around John's lower back. Her questing arms reached up and formed a circle around the man's neck as she spiraled her anxious penis upward to receive his continuing, rhythmic downward-driving thrusts.
John Gordon was in a world all his own. He had never met a woman like this before. She was everything a woman ought to be as far as he was concerned. God! He was fucking a totally strange woman, and he was already madly in love with her. This was insane! One didn't fall in love with another man's wife, especially when the woman simply offered her body to him in such a way he was unable to refuse. This was the kind of woman a man fucked, then forgot. Yet John knew damn well he would not be able to forget this particular woman. She was special, very special. He felt illicit love and desire for her as he had never previously felt for any other woman. Being inside this woman made him feel a sense of power he had never known with any other female. Yet it was a power he wanted to use to enhance her own feelings.
John was exhilarated by what he was doing, and the wanton act was liberating his mind and body in a way he had never previously known. Kim was so soft, so delightful, so thrillingly yielding beneath him, he shuddered with delight. With all the non-entities he had previously fucked, he had all but forgotten what a pleasure it was to fuck a completely responsive woman-a woman like this with whom he was already falling in love. She returned thrust for thrust, making him feel more macho than any woman he had ever known, letting him know how totally masculine he really was. God! No woman had ever made him feel this way, before.
There had been so many other women, including six different women he had, at one time or another, considered marrying. Thinking about them as he rhythmically sank his cock in and out of the turmoiled center of this lovely woman, he was surprised that he inwardly felt no pangs of conscience whatsoever. He felt no guilt or remorse for what he was doing. Rather, this lovely woman beneath him now made all those other women seem blurry, non-existent. Being with this naked woman who was someone else's wife created a thrilling growing into furious cloudbursts of white-hot delight. The man looked down at the lovely woman beneath him, seeing the way her head was thrown back in passion, her mouth half-open. Her eyes were glazed over at the moment, and she was mumbling, spewing out incoherent words expressing the totality of her arousal as a result of being fucked by him. He was aware of the stiffness of her extended pink nipples as they dug into his chest, all but cutting his flesh. The roundness of her breasts were like cushions, holding him up, keeping him aloft as he constantly slammed his throbbing length of hard penis in and out of her simmering womanly cave.
"Ohhhh . . . hhuunn nnnnhhhh . . . Goddd uuhhhh . . . yes ssss . . . that's it.. . that's it.. . fuck me just like that. . . ohhhh . . . yesssssss . . . " Kim gasped in a pleading voice, the words sounding hoarse, throaty, indistinct with lust.
Her perspiration-soaked body was nakedly wriggling uncontrollably on top of the mattress, and the clinging walls of her inner womanly mineshaft were milking convulsively along the length of his driving, plunging penis as he continued plummeting into the welcoming center of her femininity.
Their two bodies were fused together as one, joined where the length of his massively swollen penis had buried itself inside her widely stretched passage of openly pulsating vagina. The two of them flailed and struggled against one another, the room filled with lascivity of their wetly slapping sounds of lovemaking.
The man felt as if he were being driven by some inner force that was making him strive almost inhumanely for utter completion with the tortured, lust-wracked woman writhing beneath him.
John was certain he would go insane if he didn't achieve his satisfaction shortly. His entire physical being felt ablaze with a burning salacity he had never known before. Every nerve-ending inside him was taut and frazzled by his effort to attain the pinnacle of utter pleasure.
It was Kim who attained her satisfaction first, screaming, "AAAAAAIIII IIUYYYYY AAAAGG-GGHHHGHAAAA AANNNNGGGG HHHHHH!"
The screeching cry was torn from her helpless body as she stiffened almost unbearably, and then she was thrashing madly up and down on the mattress, pounding her passion-driven vagina against the matted pelvis of John's body.
She was gasping and choking, groaning uncontrollably, her entire body caught up in the shuddering throes of the most incredible orgasm she had ever known. The man was aware of her passionate vibrations resounding throughout the length and breadth of her feverishly flailing form, and her frantic jerking finally triggered her own shuddering release.
The tremendous pressure which had been building inside him finally exploded, sending one Shockwave after another through him. The man's aching head was wildly spinning, and his body seemed to go totally out of control as a series of convulsive shudders took him over, gripping him, making him fuck all the more brutally between the girl's wantonly splayed thighs.
"GGGGHHHH HHHHHHUU UUUUUUNN NN-NNGGGG GGHHHH!" he shouted as his tortured prostate finally unleashed the first burning splashes of his seething masculine seminal fluid. It rushed blindly from the long length of his stiffened cock and poured gushingly into the tunnel of her wantonly sucking, aching pussy, filling her hungrily receiving womanly depths. The flood continued in heated jet streams of boiling white fluid, the oils seeping into the furthest reaches of her helplessly gluttonous vagina.
When at last it was all over, he rolled off Kim and the two of them lay side by side for the longest time, saying nothing verbally, yet feeling a bond with one another neither had ever felt with anyone else.
"Will I see you again?" Kim finally asked.
"I promised to bring you clothing, and I will," he acknowledged. "If you really want me to take you away from here, I will. But I'll have to get a transfer to another state where you can divorce your husband and marry me."
"I don't want him to find out where I am," Kim told him. "So let's go to one of those southern states where I can get a quickie divorce, and by the time he receives the papers, we can go somewhere else . . . that is, you can go with me if you want to. You're not obligated to me because of what we just did."
"Hell! This sounds crazy, but I'm in love with you. It's the old cliche of love at first sight, or in this case, love at first fuck. Look, I'll need a day or two to wind things up, but by Friday I'll be back here with all the clothing you'll need. We can leave then, if you still want to go."
"I'll want to go, " Kim nodded, shuddering and thinking of the horrors her husband had put her through, and frightened of even more horror to come.
"We're just strangers, really," he reminded her.
"I'm willing to risk it if you are," she insisted.
"Good. I've never met anyone like you. I don't know why, but I'm totally crazy about you. I'll do anything you want."
"All I want is to live a quiet, decent life with one man and not be forced to perform all kinds of things with men I've never previously seen. I'm not even asking fidelity on your part. Just let me stay faithful to you, and give me enough sex to keep me happy."
"Doing that will be a full-time job," John smiled. "I'd never have the chance to be unfaithful. Let's get dressed. I have to leave now. Once I've arranged everything, I'll be back."
CHAPTER TEN
Kim had just dried off following her second shower of the day when her husband came home. This time, Barney was alone. She saw he was carrying a briefcase. It obviously wasn't something he had just bought. It was too worn-looking. She knew he hadn't taken it to work with him, and she was naturally curious. However Barney didn't see fit to enlighten her, especially since, by the end of the week, he hoped to have enough evidence to dump her.
She watched him go to his closet, unlock it, and put the briefcase inside. Then he locked it again.
He was in a lighthearted, jocular mood, and he didn't complain when she burned supper. He ate it, then went straight to bed, claiming he'd had an exhausting day.
Kim smiled to herself. Soon, if John Gordon kept his word, she would be long gone from here. That was what she looked forward to. Even if the man failed to keep his promise Kim would somehow or other get the devil away from here.
The following morning, after Barney left, she halfheartedly began cleaning the house and discovered the key to her own closet door fitted Barney's closet door. Unlocking his closet, she realized she now had the means to get away. She would be able to put on one of his shirts and pairs of pants, if necessary, and leave. Then she saw the briefcase on the floor. Taking it out, she opened it and saw the money inside. She whistled, and sitting on the floor, counted it. More than two-hundred-and-fifty thousand dollars.
A sound at her front door snapped her out of the funk into which she had fallen. She shut the briefcase, shoved it back into the closet, locked the door, and put the key into her own closet door. She was surprised to see Barney coming into the house. The living-room clock said it was only nine-thirty.
With Barney was another woman, tall, thin, with brown hair, with small breasts. Barney leered at Kim and said, "Honey, this is Stacey Morris, who works in the main office of the firm. I was asked by the big boss to entertain her today. So I'm doing just that."
"I don't understand," Kim said, feeling more exposed in front of the woman than she had in front of the man her husband had brought home. "How can you hope to entertain her here?"
"Stacey is a bi-girl," Barney told her. "She likes to swing both ways, with men as well as women. I told her I didn't think I'd be able to do much for her myself, especially after that workout you gave me yesterday, but she said if I watched the two of you in action, I'd probably be able to raise another stiff one and go to work on the both of you. So that's why I'm here."
"I still don't understand," Kim shrugged. "What do you expect her to do with me?"
"Hey, relax," Stacey said, smiling, her voice soft and almost comforting as she approached Kim.
"You want me to watch?" Barney asked, sitting on the easy chair over which he had bent Kim the previous day when exposing her cunt to Charlie.
"By all means," Stacey nodded, removing her clothing, revealing a willowy, slender body with firm, small, brown-tipped breasts.
"But if you get any ideas, feel free to join in."
Barney felt himself getting ideas, all right. For the first time in his life he was raising an erection within twenty-four hours of the time he had last come.
"What are you going to do?" Kim asked.
"A lot of pleasant things," Stacey explained. "But if you should feel you aren't interested. . . . "
Kim looked at her husband and saw the glowering stare in his eyes. She knew damn well if she refused what this woman wanted, no matter how perverse it seemed, she would be severely beaten by Barney. She had no choice but to submit to this indignity.
"Whatever you wish," she sighed, and saw her husband visibly relax in the chair.
Stacey made Kim lie on the sofa, and then she lay facing her. Barney stared at the two delightfully naked women whose firm breasts were pressing solidly against one another. Below, he saw their smoothly rounded loins also straining against each other. Stacey's dark-brown pubic hairs were entangling themselves with Kim's light-brown hairs. Stacey was moving her body so that it rubbed circularly against that of Kim, whose sleekly curving thighs were already automatically spreading, allowing the other woman's softly tapered and more slender thighs to slide between them. Damn! He was really getting all kinds of ideas. He knew Stacey was hot for his wife, but from what he was seeing he believed Kim was also getting hot. The truth was, Kim was getting hot. She didn't know why a woman was capable of arousing her this way, but it was happening.
Barney found the camera, which he had put inside the bookcase right near the chair where he was sitting. His wife involved in a lesbian act ought to convince any judge in the world that he was entitled to a divorce. All this, added to the finale Charlie had planned later in the day, ought to be enough to get him free of Kim.
Kim shuddered, unused to all this. But she permitted Stacey to caress her, and then was taken totally by surprise when the more slender female actually pressed her mouth to hers, kissing her like a lover. She was stunned to feel Stacey's tongue work its way into her mouth and tickle hers just enough to stimulate some kind of response.
'Touch me, too!" Stacey whispered as their mouths remained locked tightly together.
Barney watched and snapped pictures as both women let their hands roam caressingly over the naked contours of one another's bodies. He knew he would only be able to hold back for just the littlest bit longer before joining in, himself.
"Let's go into the bedroom," he said, standing, his erection pushing evidently against his pants.
Stacey slid smoothly to her feet and helped Kim up, and they went into the bedroom where Kim and the other woman lay on the bed and resumed their kissing and caressing. To Barney, this was all heady stuff. God! He was aroused as never before, and he decided before dumping Kim, he might just as well enjoy the pulchritudinous feast of feminine flesh set before him.
Still standing at the foot of the bed, staring at the two nakedly wriggling females, the anxious man began to divest himself of his clothing, tossing everything on the floor. It didn't take him very long until he stood there, totally naked, his body prickling with desire, his stone-solid shaft of pulsating penis jutting out from his body at a forty-five degree angle.
Moving to the side of the bed, he crawled onto it, his itching hands reaching out, starting a caressing exploration of each of the two women's satin-smooth, warmly vibrant bodies. God! It felt fantastic to touch two different bodies at once.
Stacey broke the kiss and smiled at Kim, saying, "In spite of what your husband has told me, he's really able to raise an erection much more quickly than he thinks. His so-called impotence is really in his mind."
"It looks like you can do more for him than I can," Kim muttered.
"Not really," Stacey laughed. "It takes the two of us. A man like him will always need something different in order to have a good hard-on. The idea of fucking the two of us at once is what's really turning him on. What's more, if he's handled right, he'll not only be able to fuck both of us, but actually come twice."
"I think that would be too much," Kim snapped. "Barney is only a man when it comes to seeing his wife get beaten up or fucked by some other man."
"Watch it, Kim!" Barney snapped.
"Don't worry, daring," 'Stacey said to Barney. "I know you're every bit a man. What's more I'll prove it to both you and your wife."
"I'm very open-minded," Kim insisted.
As Kim watched, Stacey reached out with her hand and began caressing Barney's stiff tool. She massaged the organ until it looked longer and thicker than it had ever previously appeared.
"Relax, Barney, darling," Stacey smiled.
Then the more slender woman was moving. She was up on her knees, and' reversing her sensually naked, lithe young body, she forced Barney to move to the side as she threw one leg over Kim's lovely head to straddle the bigger-breasted girl in a sixty-nine position. Slowly spreading her firm, satiny white thighs, Stacey proceeded to lower her hair-fringed vagina over the other female's beautiful face.
Kim stared into the pink oscitancy above her, realizing just what it was Stacey wanted, yet certain she would never be able to do such a thing.
"Lick her!" Barney insisted, clapping his hands together sharply, making Kim aware of the pain he was able to inflict on her if she didn't obey.
It wasn't as if Kim would have had to accept the pain instead of doing what her husband ordered. In point of fact, if he whipped her, she would end up doing as he instructed, anyway. So she shrugged and prepared herself for the new ordeal.
Barney felt a quickening in his bloodstream as he avidly stared at his wife. He saw Kim's little pink tongue snake out sinuously from between her lips and lick straight up into the coral center of the moistly hovering vagina above her face.
"Shit!" Barney gasped, able to smell the essences of Stacey's cunt, his face was now so close to his wife's. He would have loved doing that himself, if only to taste the differences between the two vaginas.
At the same time, Kim's own faintly quivering loins were spreading themselves widely apart, and Stacey's own head slowly lowered between them. Barney hurriedly shifted his gaze to watch. He saw the more slender girl's wanton tongue reach out and bury itself in the wetly quivering vaginal slash. Kim, not expecting it, gasped, quivering with another new-found thrill. The knowledge that a woman was doing this to her while expecting her to do the same thing in return, seemed to arouse her that much more.
Barney was aware of a humming sound coming from the throats of both women as Kim forced herself to press her mouth to Stacey's hotly dripping vagina. Obscene sucking noises came from the two of them as they hungrily licked away. Hell! They were literally wrapped up in one another. There was nothing Barney could do except allow his hands to wander over their nakedness.
One hand slipped itself between the two soft, warm feminine bodies. First he felt the kneeling Stacey's breasts-small, ripe, with berrylike nipples that were harder than pebbles. He dug his fingers into the woman's smoothly pliant flesh, cupping her breasts and continually rolling the hardened nipples between his fingers. Then he saw he was able to use both hands. He slid his other hand over his wife's tautly rippling belly, moving to her chest as he kneaded and caressed the quivering softness of her full-mounded breasts. He was becoming so heatedly aroused he began to wonder if he'd be able to keep himself from having a premature ejaculation. Never before in his life had he had the opportunity to fuck two different women at the same time-both so sensually attractive. There was no doubt that Kim was still a lovely female-lovelier than any other single female he had ever known. It was merely the idea of being tied down to her that bothered him. Obviously he had to fuck them in turn, which meant he would have to hold his sperm back until he was fucking the second woman. Hell! He was certain he would somehow be able to do it.
Kim was feeling fire burn through her. She sucked hungrily, licking and lapping, slavering at Stacey's cunt, first aware of the attractions a feminine vagina held for a man as she hungrily ate. At the same time chilling thrills ran rampantly through her as Stacey continued plumbing her own depths with her mouth. The two females ground against one another, slamming cunts into each other's faces, and their breathing had become very raspy in their throats.
Barney realized Kim had become as much turned on as Stacey. They were so far gone they might start climaxing at any moment.
Apparently Stacey realized it, too. Though she continued licking Kim's pussy, she lifted her own cunt from Kim's mouth. All the while she continued making all kinds of strangling noises in her throat as her saliva dribbled into Kim's cunt.
Finally Stacey lifted her lovely face, her short, upturned nose smeared with Kim's vaginal juices. Barney saw his wife's cunt was visibly pulsating. Stacey's mouth was sodden as she licked her lips and sucked in the moistly glistening oils from the other woman's hotly seething vaginal pandiculation.
"Ohhhhh Goddddd!" Stacey gasped out loud. "I almost forgot about you," she said to Barney. It was so good, I just wanted it to go on and on and on. She scrambled up from her position over Kim and very throatily said, staring at Barney, "Hell! I love cunt lapping, but what I really want is a good stiff cock to fuck me half to death, and you seem to have the good, stiff prick to do it with."
Her eyes were solidly riveted on the man's massively throbbing phallic probe as she straightened herself around on the bed, fell onto her back, and supinely presented her nakedly open thighs while spreading them wide apart in an obscene invitation to be solidly fucked.
"Come on!" she said to Barney. "Shove that big, beautiful stick of yours into me, right now!"
Barney looked from one female to the other, nothing the anxiety in Kim's eyes, as well. Much as he wanted to please Stacey, because she was the one he was entertaining, and angry as he was at Kim, his own wife was still the most desirable female he had ever seen, and he ached to fuck her at the moment. Here he was in the enviable position of having to choose between the two women, knowing both wanted his cock at that instant.
"Jesus!" he groaned, smiling at the two of them, thinking to tease Stacey a bit. "You know I can only fuck one of you at a time. The other one'll just have to wait."
Beneath him, Stacey was already reaching down between their delightfully naked bodies to tightly grasp the full length of his rampantly ready phallus. With a deft hand, she tugged him toward her, aiming the tip of his throbbing penis at the opening of her moistly waiting pussy. She was aware of just how hungry Kim was for the man's cock, but she wanted to go first so she arched her back hed her back and bucked solidly against him to force his lust-swollen penile point just inside her heatedly throbbing vagina.
"I've got you," she said to Barney. Turning her face to Kim, she triumphantly announced, "I have his cock locked tightly inside me honey, so you're the one who has to wait." She was already crooning happily as her slim, satiny hips undulated higher, trying to absorb even more of the throbbing length of masculine flesh. Then, as an afterthought, she maliciously said to Kim, "You know, if you want you can always diddle yourself with your finger, dear . . . while you're waiting, assuming he has something left for you."
Barney wasn't able to stay still. Kim's cunt was better than this woman's, but the fact that this woman's cunt felt different made it all the more intriguing. His impatiently pulsating penis was already there, half-buried in Stacey's tight little nookie, and her wetly clasping cuntal sheath was squeezing it. With a hurried thrust of his hips he drove his lust-stiffened phallic lance even deeper into her, feeling the delightful fluttering of the slender woman's interior vaginal muscles all along his throbbing length. There would be no stopping him, now. He began fucking in, then out, in, then out of her quiveringly heated cunt. Soon he was settling into a smoothly steady beat, hoping he would be able to make her come before he did so he'd feel his wife's cunt wrapped around his cock at least one more time before he dumped her. Hell! He was in one helluva fix! Granted, he had brought it about, yet he really hadn't thought he, himself, would be involved when he had agreed to bring Stacey home with him at his boss's insistence.
"You know," he said to Stacey, as he continued pumping his prick through her tight canal, seeing his wife's frantic face. "There is a way I can fuck the two of you at the same time. It's a kind of weird position, something I read about in a Chinese sex book once. I remember what it said."
Stacey was listening, obviously interested in what he was saying in spite of the way her accordioning walls were clenching tightly around his throbbing penis, driving him insane.
"How . . . uhhh . . . does it work?" Stacey gasped. "I mean, you only have one cock."
"I'll.. . uhhhh.. . have to stop.. . ohhhh.. . so I can show youuu . . . " he said, seeing the urgent needy look on his wife's face as her hand stole down to her wetly soaking cunt where she began taking Stacey's advice, using a finger to rub caressingly against the throbbing nubbin of her little clitoris.
"Please . . . " Kim gasped. "Listen to him . . . if anyone can do it.. . Barney can . . . . "
Barney stopped pumping. Not that he really gave a damn about anything Kim needed. He was only concerned with himself, but if he had a chance to feel two cunts wrapped around his cock at the same time, well why the hell not?
Stacey, on the other hand, once he had stopped rubbing his cock in and out of her, realized just how far gone she really was. She writhed, calling out to him, "For God's sake, Barney. Don't stop now! Keep on fucking me! Remember, the boss said to make me happy. So move that ass of yours."
Her fiercely gasping fingers reached out and her nails dug into the hard flesh of his naked asscheeks, trying to tug him all the more deeply into her. At the same time her hips gyrated against him demandingly. Then she was pulling her knees up until her thighs were pressing against the softly pliant small mounds of her breasts. Her whole body was covered with heavy droplets of perspiration signifying her total sexual arousal. "Come on, come on, fuck me hard!" Stacey insisted, almost commanding him.
"Nan!" Barney maliciously replied, figuring his charm enough to give him power over Stacey as well as Kim. "I've never fucked two chicks at the same time, before. I'd like to give it a try, just like in the book.
He hoisted himself up on his hands and knees, tugging his long, wetly glistening penis out of Stacey's suckingly anxious vagina. He hadn't really wanted to stop his delicious fucking of her any more than the slender woman had wanted him to, but the idea of banging both women at the same time was really making his head spin.
Stacey tried to futilely hang onto him, but he managed to pull himself clear. He avoided her grasping hands and wantonly squirming loins and legs as he growled, "All right, Kim-baby, I'm gonna tell you what to do, and you're going to do it."
Gasping, thankful her husband was willing to try and satisfy her after Stacey had gotten her so aroused, Kim was already moving to obey Barney.
At Barney's instructions, she faced him, slowly sitting down on the slender Stacey's belly, her back to the other woman. Then she slowly lay down until her head was touching Stacey's turned cheek, her own back pressed tightly into the nakedly trembling breasts of the slender dark-haired woman underneath her so that her openly spread vagina was now directly above that of the other woman.
Barney smiled, nodding, knowing without a moment's hesitation that what he wanted to do would really work. He crawled between the thighs of both women, pushing them even wider apart. He made Kim pull her knees up the way Stacey had done before, thus causing her to spread her thighs even wider. Looking down, he stared at the two hair-fringed vaginal orifices-two wetly waiting cunts-one above the other, mere inches apart. Kim's lighter-haired pussy was now widely splayed, its coral inner layers flowering wide open to receive the heatedly pulsating penis. Though both muffs were brown, Stacey's hair was so much darker than Kim's, there was a bright contrast between wetly quaking pussies.
Yup!" he nodded, "it id definitely possible to fuck the pair of you at the same time."
"Yes!" Kim gasped. "You can fuck the two of us! First you can stick your cock into me.. .then pull it out all the way and shove it into her cunt.. . " she refused to dignify Stacey by using the woman's name. Though she was heated past the point of dignity, and she needed to be fucked-even if by her own husband whom she heartily hated-Kim still had enough presence of mind to feel dislike for the other woman.
"Oh God! Hurry up and fuck us," Stacey gasped from under the rounder female.
With a rapturous agreeability born of the erotically mind-boggling spectacle of two softly heated pussies waiting hungrily for the length of his painfully throbbing phallic javelin, seeing the two orifices twitching in their desire to contain him, Barney lowered himself onto the two women and slammed his hips uncaringly forward, burying the entire length of his throbbing cock in the wetly juicy folds of his wife's aching cunt. The impatient vagina seemed to reach out as if it had a hand inside, and it tugged him in. He sank all the way in-deep and hard-feeling her heated inner walls clinging tightly to him as his lust-aroused penis flicked its way above her cervix and struck the rear wall of her narrow vaginal sheath. Though Kim was built somewhat more voluptuous than Stacey, her cunt was still narrower and tighter. Churning his throbbing cock around and around for a moment, he then proceeded to pull his madly pulsating organ all the way out. He lowered his body a little, aimed with his hand this time, and managed to poke his prod into the narrow tightness of Stacey's heatedly seething vaginal opening, below. All three of them groaned in excruciating delight as they mentally visualized what was taking place. Barney didn't have to actually visualize it, since he was able to turn his head and look in the dresser mirror and see what was happening.
He began alternating now, first driving his cock into the upper cunt of his not-so-loving wife who was on top, then downward into Stacey, beneath. After several thrusts, he began to get the rhythm and the range, and he was fucking them both deeply and accurately. He became more acutely aware than ever of the differences in the two cunts, and he had to admit he had married the better one. Too bad she was going to go. But he didn't need any permanent woman to cramp his future lifestyle.
Stacey's hands slid up between Kim's arms, moving along the rounder woman's sides, cupping the firmly dancing mounds of the younger woman's swollen breasts. She began pulling on them, massaging them, caressing them, rolling the full pointed pink nipples to a point where they felt stiffer than Barney's long cock. Kim shuddered and moaned in lascivious delight, and Barney saw the lovely slender woman's lips were fervently kissing Kim's back and neck.
Slaving away above them, Barney tried his level best. Dear God! How he did try! He slammed his lustfully swollen phallic lance alternately into each of their eagerly reaching vaginas, feeling the way the walls of each cunt compressed around his cock, knowing that time and the intensity of his wildly aroused inner desire would shortly catch up with him, and soon he would be spewing his sperm out in a mind-blowing climax as he felt the acidic burn of it within him like a signal fire flaring in the shuddering depths of his own loins, moving from the base of his cock right up to the flaring tip.
Stacey had been so ready, the next time he thrust his cock into the slender woman, she came. Her mouth opened, and she screamed in full-throated rapture, "EEEEEE IIIIIIYYYYYY EEEEAAAA AAIIII GG-GGGGHH HHHHHH!"
Her naked youthful body beneath that of Kim began convulsing as her long legs began thrashing and she hurled her wetly quivering vaginal opening all the higher at the man's thickly impaling shaft, using such fury she lifted both Kim and Barney totally off the mattress.
Barney rammed his cock solidly into her to make sure she finished her orgasm. It was important to keep this lady happy even if he didn't enjoy her as much as he did Kim, and then he withdrew it and thrust his moistly glistening cock into the glove-like grasp of Kim's sodden tunnel, above. In the next instant he was stroking into Stacey's burningly flaming flesh again, and she moaned aloud, "OH GODDDDD! I'm still coming! BARNEY! SHOVE YOUR COCK INTO ME A FEW TIMES IN SUCCESSION! PLEEEAAAASE!"
Barney did just as the lady requested. He stayed right there with her as she climbed to her second orgasm, slamming his now wildly vacillating cock into the tight causeway of her body a multitude of times in succession. In almost no time she reached her second crescendo, uttering an unearthly, banshee-like wail of utter ecstasy.
"AAAAIIII IIIIIIEE EEEEAAAA AAAAIIII IIII-
GGGGHHHHHH!"
He kept his powering cock locked into her sucking cunt until he was certain she had finished her climax, then he hurriedly withdrew from her frantically quivering depths, raised his aim and thrust straight up, burying his hard cock deep into the hotly quivering stove of his wife, above. He pounded in a number of times very swiftly now, slamming his cock through her membranes non-stop, and then he brought his beautiful spouse rapidly to the brink of release.
As Kim tightly screwed her body up, then let her legs flop lasciviously outward to her sides, her eyes began swimming unseeingly while delicious ripples of relaxing muscle spasms surged uncontrollably through her nakedly orgasming body.
Son of a bitch! Barney thought, overjoyed. I did it! Both of them!
The young accountant was more than a little delirious with the thought that he had been able to satisfy two women before shooting his own load.
His own release was almost anti-climactic after that. He simply let go, gasping, "HHHHAAAAAU-UU UUUURRRR RRRRGGGGHHHH!"
His wildly jerking cock pumped deliciously into Kim as his burning sperm hosed its way through the length of his still-thrusting penis to spurt from the tiny eye in its head. Satiated sexually, intensely satisfied with himself, feeling more macho than ever, the enjoyed the ecstatic thrill of his semen ejaculating far into the shuddering depths of his wife's anxiously nibbling vaginal container.
"Jesus!" he grunted with heartfelt happiness. "Oh Christ! This was really something else!"
Although out of breath and strength, he realized Stacey was the female all the way underneath, and so prevented himself from collapsing on top of the two woman. Reluctantly, he tugged his now-rapidly softening phallic length from her tightly clasping vaginal tunnel, listening to the lewd sucking sound it made as it came out. He rolled to one side, and Kim rolled to the other, taking her weight off Stacey. They lay there for several minutes, all three out of breath.
"Well, Stacey finally said. "You're quite a man, Barney. Now I can understand why Mr. Fazio has such high hopes where you're concerned. You'll go very far with the company. By the way, you do have the briefcase?"
"Safely locked away," Barney assured her, nodding, and Kim realized the money belonged either to Stacey or someone close to Stacey.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
They were gone. Both Barney and Stacey had left an hour earlier. Barney had warned Kim to expect a visit from Charlie and his pal, Randy. This irritated the lovely woman, but she knew she didn't dare try and escape right now. Suppose she was seen running from the house in men's clothes, carrying the briefcase. She would be very easily tracked and caught. No! She had to bide her time and wait. Eventually, somehow or other, she would get out, and she would take that briefcase filled with money with her. She would totally disappear, and Barney would never hear from her again, except to find out they were divorced. He would never know where she went to enjoy the money she would take.
Once again, she showered, changed the bedding, and was grateful the apartment had its own washer and dryer, so she was able to wash the linen. But she was still as naked as ever, roaming through the house with nothing to do but watch TV.
TV watching ended abruptly when her front door opened and the evil-looking, bearded, gaunt Charlie came in wearing a striped polo shirt of yellow and red, and dungarees. With him was his friend, the one he called Randy. Randy was shorter than Charlie, and he had graying hair. His face was round, jovial, and he had a broad nose and a wide smile which he continually flashed. Randy, though not really fat, looked heavy when compared to Charlie's gauntness.
"Hey baby!" Charlie said, as she leaped to her feet. "Glad to see you. I know you're glad to see me. I figured we might have ourselves a little fun. So suppose you do just as I say," he insisted, and he shucked his clothing right there in the living room, revealing his massively lengthy stick again. Randy followed suit, and if his penis wasn't quite as long as Charlie's, at least it was broader. It was just about as thick as that of John Gordon, and since it was a bit smaller, it looked that much thicker.
Kim knew she was once again in the power of two totally evil men, and she would be forced to obey them because of her perverted husband-a man she would never again love. In point of fact, she learned she hated Barney. Yes, she had to admit he had addicted her to sex, and once she was turned on she would even accept him, but she hated him as an individual. She hated his personality. He was a cruel, arrogant, self-indulgent man who only cared for himself.
Randy went to the bathroom and took a quick shower while Charlie remained with Kim, smiling, saying nothing. When Randy emerged from the bathroom, he walked into the bedroom and lay down on the bed. At Charlie's order, Kim followed Randy into the bedroom, and she stood in front of the window, letting the light silhouette her from behind. She looked that much more seductive that way, and Randy smiled, stroking his already stiff cock, knowing it wouldn't be long before he buried the full length of it in this little doll.
Unlike Charlie, Randy lacked sadistic tendencies, and as a result, Charlie had to agree not to use any whips this time. It took the edge off for Charlie, but his watching Kim being fucked by Randy would be enough to whet his appetite and keep his cock hard.
Behind her, the lovely woman was able to sense Charlie's horrible presence as she walked into the bedroom. She took a deep breath to quell the shivering inside her, and then she turned around to look. But Charlie wasn't standing there. He was hiding, perhaps behind the doorway, or perhaps behind the window curtain.
"Now!" she heard his voice hiss at her, and although she was unable to understand what kind of kick this man was getting from all this, she knew better than to think of disobeying. Besides, this was Wednesday, the late afternoon, and if John Gordon kept his word, by Friday morning, she would be out of here. Even if he didn't keep his word, she would find a way to get out.
The voluptuously shaped five-foot girl walked to the bed and kneeled on the edge of it beside the resting Randy. With her hand she reached out and began caressing his throbbing length of thick penis. It shuddered, and Randy looked at her, smiling, admiring her beauty. Unlike Charlie, he didn't know what was going on with Barney. He had been told she was a married woman who simply liked screwing around with anyone, and so he gladly came along to enjoy what she had to offer.
"Mmmmmm . . . feels nice, honey," Randy told her. "You keep on doing that, and in a little while I'll let you have the whole stick where it'll do the most good."
"Suck it!" Charlie told her.
Shrugging, not caring, the lovely woman leaned forward and opened her heart-shaped lips, taking the thickly bulbous tip of the rock-solid phallus inside her narrow little mouth. Her head began to bob lasciviously as she worked her beautiful mouth over the entire length of the strong, lustfully throbbing cock, sucking firmly, as if daring him to come then and there-between her ovaled lips. Only this time she was inured to the taste of his sperm-even looking forward to it. She wanted to wash it in her mouth.
Randy moaned and shut his eyes tightly, enjoying her strictly by sense of feel as the wetly titillating sensations moved up and down the length of his more-than-willing turgid phallus. What a wanton little bitch Charlie had dug up. He was able to discern how much she was enjoying herself, sucking on his cock, even though Kim, herself, was not fully aware of how much she liked doing this. Shee-itt! As far as Randy was concerned, Charlie had found a real gem, and he intended taking advantage of her.
It was at this point that, in spite of her inner hatred of her husband and Charlie, that Kim realized how absolutely satisfying and delightful this, which she was doing, felt. The knowledge that she was being observed by Charlie made the thrills that much greater for her. She sucked and drank his seepage, as if to let Charlie know she was doing for Randy something she would never do for him because she hated him, whereas she was merely indifferent to Randy.
Kim was becoming more and more aroused, the intense delight becoming greater and greater as she allowed her tongue to slither over the broad head, the tongue-tip slipping into the little opening on top of the beet-red phallic tip. She sucked and wormed her eagerly anxious mouth around the throbbing, up-thrust stiffness of the man's surging maleness, feeling his loins hump up to meet her with each down-thrust of her lips until she was unable to withstand this any longer. She had to have this throbbing length of rigid cock buried in her vaginal tunnel.
She kneeled over the man, straddling him, hastily opening her thighs as wide as possible, positioning herself so that her tight vaginal aperture above him was ready to sink down and swallow up the length and breadth of his massive masculine missile. God! Her cunt had been well-fucked by her husband, but it was already aching for more, and now she would have it.
Little by little she let herself down on the phallic spire, feeling the gray-haired man's hands reach forward and grip her full breasts for leverage, his rough and calloused palms massaging their velvety fullness as her head snapped back because of the acute penetration she was feeling. God! The man was thick, all right!
For the moment everything was forgotten other than the wonderfully divine sensations of masculine flesh being buried in feminine flesh. Kim realized how totally disassociated were sex and love. She had come to love Barney, and he had abused her to where she hated him yet still craved physical satisfaction from him. She had also learned to love John Gordon, but this didn't prevent her from enjoying physical coupling with a man she had never known before. God! She had become a wanton whore!
"Ahhhhhh nnnnnnnnnn nnhhhhhh hhhhhh!" she cried out, arching her voluptuous body over the supine form of the man beneath her.
She leaned forward, taking more of his cock into her, and she allowed her lips to press against his lips in a long, satisfying kiss.
He was as far inside the snug center of her channel as he was able to go. The lovely woman was well aware of the feeling of his pulsating thickness, the hardness throbbing against her ultra-sensitive inner walls. God! It felt good even if she didn't care for the man.
Abruptly she felt something else-something totally different and alien. As her lovely back arched itself, her full and separated buttocks were thrust up into the air behind her. She felt fingers running through her anal crack, touching the exposed button of her little brown asshole.
At first she thought Charlie was merely going to finger her back there as her husband had done. But a moment later, remembering Charlie had witnessed her husband ass-fucking her, she knew damn well what the bearded man had in mind. God! A sinking feeling filled her-a horrible sinking feeling because she knew there was no way to escape this.
"Uuuuuunnnhhhhh!" she moaned out loud.
Randy, not suspecting what Charlie was up to at the moment, exclaimed, "Hey, honey, you like the feel of my hot, thick cock, don't you! Believe me, I can give you a fuck you'll remember for a long time after."
He was grunting the words out rather than saying them because her mouth was still pressed against his, and his licentious tongue was still slipping in and out of her sweetly succulent mouth. The wetly clinging walls of her anxiously raging vagina only served to make the hard penis expand that much more.
The worst part of all this was that Kim was feeling the bittersweet sensation of wanting course rapidly through her entire inner being. For a few seconds she almost forgot about Charlie, not thinking about the fact that he had already precisely positioned his hard cock behind her, pressing at her anal opening. But Charlie hadn't forgotten-not for a moment. As he saw the lovely woman writhing on top of his buddy, the man felt a renewed surge of sadism as well as overwhelming desire for this bitch. Hell! He might not be able to whip her, but he sure as hell intended fucking her ass. What was more, with Randy's cock locked inside her, her ass tunnel would be much narrower than when her own husband had fucked it. Even more interesting was the fact that his cock was thicker than that of Kim's husband, so his thicker organ would be fitting itself into a much narrower place.
He stared with tremendous lust at the smoothly gyrating surfaces of this woman's shuddering buttocks, and he was unable to help but marvel at the wonderful way she had been put together. It was not the least bit difficult to adjust himself on the bed behind her as he had seen her husband do. He was between both pairs of legs, so that his lust-stiffened penis rested gently in the widely flaring crevice that separated her quivering nether cheeks. He grunted aloud with pleasure as Randy's upward thrusts into Kim's hotly steaming feminine culvert pushed her lovely, delightful curvaceous torso back against him in such a way, the hard length of his lasciviously intentioned phallus pressed its head against the tight little pucker of her prune-like opening. Kim felt it, but closed her mind to it for the moment.
Randy was now aware that he and Kim were not the only ones On the bed, but then he had expected no less. He felt the other penis starting to work its way into the sexy girl's rectum, and was aware of the length of it as it slid against the thin, membranous partition separating the asshole from the hot cunt. He was also aware of the added movement taking place on the mattress, as well as the passionate grunting and groaning of his companion.
"Hey, take it easy!" Randy said to Charlie, realizing that his buddy's abrupt entrance into her rectum this way would hurt the woman like hell. Still, he had no intention of relinquishing the pleasurable sensations he was feeling in fucking upward into the narrow fissure of her tightly clamping cunt. He loved the warmth of her body, as well as the pressure of her breasts pushing against him. He was also aware of her obvious excitement in spite of the fact that Charlie was now hurting her.
"Damn you!" Kim gasped at Charlie.
"Come on, Charlie, go easy on the lady!" Randy insisted.
But deep down he had to admit his buddy was doing something he had often wanted to do. Well at least Charlie's back door entry wouldn't disrupt his front entry. Charlie was always thoughtful in that respect, even if he didn't care too much about women.
Anxiously, the gray haired man arched his heavy hips upward. He began a wildly furious pounding into the narrow tunnel of Kim's helpless cunt as it spread its walls willingly for him, each driving stroke causing her to gasp for breath as his mouth once again locked against hers in a passionate kiss.
"Uuuuummmphhhhh!"
Kim jerked forward in agony and pleasure, the two feelings mingling inside her, relentlessly. She was tightly sandwiched between the two buddies, for the moment hopelessly trapped-skewered on two thick phalluses both of which continued to wildly churn their way through her narrow openings. Somewhere inside her, the two blunt-tipped staffs of masculine flesh were rubbing against one another. The only thing that separated them was a thin tissue of highly elastic flesh-flesh that separated the two chambers containing the cocks.
Kim groaned, feeling anguish in the depths of her helpless belly as her rectum was ceaselessly being filled again and again. There was no escape from either of the manly drills, and she was only too aware of every detail of the twin penises of the two men as they pressed her tightly against their naked bodies.
Charlie's muscular loins continued slapping firmly against the roundness of her nakedly up-thrust buttocks in the rear while in front, the hairy base of smiling Randy's cock spread the tininess of her vaginal lips to their utmost as his masculinely firm pelvis persistently pressed against the wide-split opening of her helplessly flaring pussy.
The delicate feminine openings between her tenderly pale-white thighs were continually being assaulted from both front and rear. At the same time, Randy was pushing a hand between their fulcrums so that he was able to touch her clitoris with his thumb and massage it. He seemed to care whether or not she felt anything. Waves of pleasure inundated her body mingling with overpowering trammels of pain caused by the rear entrance of Charlie's shoving cock. Charlie merely smiled, sinking his organ deeper with every thrust, spreading her undulating buttocks wide and reaching into the farthermost depths of her helpless colon.
Kim softly moaned and gasped, thinking she might very well finally faint dead away, but as time passed she realized fainting just wasn't a part of her makeup. Randy's hungry mouth continued to cover hers while his hands kept rubbing anxiously at the fullness of her swollen breasts. He. was muttering all kinds of unintelligible sounds, which she later would learn was some foreign language. She was grateful for the pressure of his tongue as it swirled through her mouth, building thrill after thrill through her. She knew the ecstatic sensation of having all of her orifices violated at once. Yes, she was completely filled with either cocks or a tongue.
Charlie was grunting as he worked behind her, feeling the strong, almost overpowering pressure of her narrow rectal canal as it squeezed around his cock. He worked at a furious pace, and the harder her anal canal tried to expel him in its instinctive way, the harder he surged into her narrowness. The feeling was incredible, and he gasped with sadistic pleasure, grinning widely to himself as he listened to the young wife's low and futile groans of pain mingling with her moans of pleasure. He didn't think in terms of the woman deserving or not deserving to feel all this. All Charlie cared about was his own hedonistic desires, and he was enjoying the even tighter pressure of her anal tunnel because of Randy's cock in her cunt. It made everything that much more sensual.
He had to admit she was the single most beautiful girl he had ever seen. Hell! If she had been his wife, he would never have treated her this way. But then, Barney was a total asshole, anyway. This being the case, at least he was getting his licks at this gorgeous bit of feminine pulchritude.
With long, smooth, driving strokes, the lasciviously excited bearded man continued to stab the entire length of his driving penis into her in a punishing rhythm of thrilling debauchery, sending it far up into her helplessly opened back tunnel. All the while the two men moved the lovely woman's body between them making her quiver and jerk and shake like a marionette on strings. Kim shut her eyes, but found herself forced to listen to the continuing sounds of licentious pleasure emanating from her thrillingly aroused ravishers.
Abruptly, she felt an inner sense of anger at this abuse. They were hurting her, and she had a desire to hurt back-to get even with this pair as well as with her husband.
But even as she thought about it, she knew there was nothing she would be able to do about it-not one damn thing. The pain in her rectum had become a blinding force within her, and her helpless body felt like an indecent object meant solely for the kind of hideous humiliation she was presently enduring. Never before had she felt so totally possessed and devoid of her own will.
Much as she enjoyed the pleasure mingling with the pain, she prayed all this would shortly come to an end, and that she would have the strength to endure it. She hoped that if John Gordon did come and take her away, she would be able to once again emerge as the bright, happy little woman/girl she had been prior to knowing Barney.
With some kind of superhuman effort, Kim ground her asscheeks sensuously backward, meeting the pain head-on. The agony crashed inside her repeatedly, long moments passing, yet she continued pushing repeatedly . . . again . . . again . . . again . . . again. She was desperately trying to make Charlie climax, hoping to end all this. She furiously squirmed her buttocks toward the man as much as possible in an indecent invitation to him to continue his licentious ravishment. She wanted him to quicken his pace. But she hadn't reckoned with Randy, and with each hard thrust of her body her clinging vagina massaged his penils surface with a powerful force.
"Fuck. . . fuck. . . fuck.. . fuck.. . " Randy moaned, and he was suddenly bucking furiously up and down, his gigantic cock slipping and sliding, continuing to impale her heatedly clutching cunt with new determination. He grunted and groaned, letting her know he was going to climax at any moment while, unexpectedly, she felt a compelling force in response to Randy's plunging cock. It was in the depths of her vaginal tunnel where the spark grew and continued to enlarge. Frantically she reached down and caught onto Randy's thin hair, her head flung back, her mouth open and gaping, her eyes rolling around in their sockets.
She was orgasming, but it was a double climax, an overpowering, thrilling sensation the like of which she was unable to believe. She felt the orgasm in both, her rectum and her vagina.
The two men were overwhelmed by her response, and they squeezed and caressed the curvaceous contours of her lithe form while continuing to ruthlessly fuck her between them. Four hands grappled with her full, trembling breasts at one point, then the hands moved to her buttocks while he rectum and vagina were being ruthlessly.reamed.
"SON OF A FUCKING BITCH!" Randy yelled, and then he began his own orgasm, firing great gouts of seminal sperm into the lovely woman's narrow feminine enclosure. He fired again and again, filling her with flooding seed, spurting his fluids through her aching body. "YYYYAA AANNNN NNGGGG HH-HHAA AARRRR GGGGHHHHHH HHAAAAAA!"
Then he relaxed and it was Charlie's turn, and the bearded man began spewing his white foam into the anal tunnel of the helpless girl who was lying on top of Randy, no longer able to move.
Finally it was over, and Charlie pulled out of her ass, and as Kim lay on top of Randy, he began snapping photos of her. These, added to the pictures Barney already had, would be enough to get Barney his divorce, but what Barney didn't know was that it would be Kim who would get the divorce.
CHAPTER TWELVE
The following day, Thursday, a half-hour after Barney had left for work, Kim was surprised by John Cordon. He had come a day earlier than he had predicted, and he had brought clothing with him. The underwear fit perfectly, but the dress was a little large. So were the shoes, but Kim didn't care. This was her opportunity to get away.
"I've been transferred to an office in Meridian, Wisconsin," he told her. "Think you would like living there?"
"You do love me," Kim said, somewhat surprised.
"Of course," he nodded. "Hell! You gave yourself to me long before I admitted to loving you. Why would I tell you that I loved you after having gotten what I wanted if it wasn't so?"
"It's just that I've been used and abused by so many men, I thought you might not want to have anything to do with me."
"Hey, to begin with, you didn't do anything with those other men willingly, and secondly, I wouldn't give a damn if you had screwed the whole damn Eighth Army. I happen to be in love with you as a person."
"It's nice to hear," Kim smiled. "Are you sure you want to be saddled with a pauper like me?"
"I'm not marrying you for your money. Hell! I want to be the one to support and take care of you."
"Well a girl can't say no to something like that," Kim smiled. "Just let me get my briefcase, and we can be on our way."
"Sure," John said to her, not the least bit curious as to what the briefcase might contain.
EPILOGUE
By the time Barney Werner discovered his wife and the quarter-of-a-million dollars were missing, Kim was far enough away to be untraceable. Needless to say, the people to whom the money really belonged weren't pleased that Barney had "lost it." As a matter-of-fact, they didn't believe he had lost it until they had broken both his arms and legs and had dislocated his spine.
By the time Barney received a divorce notice from Alabama, Kim was happily married to John Gordon and living in Wisconsin. John, who made an excellent living, was still amazed at how much his wife managed to save from the household money, storing so much each week in their joint bank account. He figured out that at the rate she was putting money into the bank, and at the present rate of ten-percent interest being paid on thirty-month certificates of deposit, they would end up with a half-million dollars by the time he was ready to retire.
Barney, because of his encounter with certain underworld elements, was never promoted at work and remained a junior accountant the rest of his life. Because he was maimed, he looked unattractive to women, and as a result not only didn't have Kim, but didn't have any other women.
