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   Working Girl (or, nc, MFF) by Oshies email: oshies@graffiti.net

   Joann 'What a city', Joann Clintson thought as she looked over the
bright lights of SF.  She considered herself lucky to get such a nice
apartment on the top floor of a ten story tower right at Union Street
shortly after she moved to SF.  Before she had just lived in a small town
in the middle of nowhere in Nevada.  Cows, desert, heat, boredom.  Her
thoughts turned to the past.  Memories of the ugly break with Jeff were
still fresh in her mind.  'Damn you, Jeff Frontis', she thought angrily. 
'Old ugly bitch -ha!' She turned and studied herself in the mirror. 
Dark-blond hair, hourglass figure, firm medium sized breasts with small
aureoles and slim legs with a nice well-trimmed bush covering her sensuous
snatch with a color matching her hair.  She ought to receive easily any
health man's attention.  She just was afraid to have a new relationship. 
'Damn you, Jeff', she thought again.  He had been the beacon of her sexual
experiences.  Whatever she knew, what ever she had felt came from him.  She
had been a little high school girl who only knew sex from small scenes on
TV.  Then he had introduced her to a completely new world of excitement, of
ecstasy and love.  He had explored her body, shown her sexual capabilities
until that frightful day two weeks ago when she had caught him in the
cliché-like fashion with another woman.  She still had that memory in mind.
His hard prick that she knew so well furiously pumping away into that bitch
Rachel.  Their u uninhibited cries were still vibrating in her ears.  Even
though she felt aroused by that sight - she had never seen, only felt how
lovemaking looks like -, quickly her anger overwhelmed her.

   She decided to ban him from his memory.  His caresses, his lips touching
her body, her breast, her nipples, moving slowly to her most sensible
parts, his big cock caressing her lips, slowly penetrating her, opening her
vagina, his muscular body between her legs, stroking her with slow and
powerful strokes......  'Stop', she screamed at herself.  'Shut up, you
idiot.  Time for some R&R.' She threw herself on the bed, spread her
beautiful long legs and slowly started to move her fingers over her body.
Her former sensual dreams had already aroused her.  Her nipples were
uptight and her cunt flowing with juice.  'Dam you, you still make me
horny'.  Her finger caressed her already wet cunt lips.  'I'm so horny, I'm
so wet' .  She started to move her fingers up and down her slit, postponing
the upcoming penetration until she could contain herself any longer.  With
a small gasp she pushed first one, then another finger into her open and
wet hole and began to pump quicker and quicker.  Images of her wild love
with Jeff floated through her mind.  The crazy time in the elevator, when
he had hit the emergency button, stopping the elevator.  When he had just
turned around with a wild glance in his eyes, pushed her into a corner and
pushed his tongue into her mouth.  Just that almost made her come.  When he
had lifted her short dress, ripped away the panties, opened his fly, lifted
her up, and entered her quivering and anticipating pussy, roughly fucking
her standing up in that corner of the lift.  How good that had felt.  She
could still feel the walls of the lift on her back, as she rhythmically
bumped against then, responding to his violent strokes.  How they both had
come at the same time in that wonderful animal-like lust, his semen flowing
down in white treacherous streams.  How she had used her torn slip to clean
herself up, the looks of her colleagues when they finally left the lift,
how she had to walk around the whole day without panties, careful not to
bend down.  How exiting!  "O yes, oh yes, OH YESSSSS", she screamed loud as
she hit the spot.  Orgasmic relief swept through her body.  Slowly she
caressed herself through the post-climatic glow, finally drifting off to
sleep.  Got to find some job tomorrow', her final thoughts.

   Job hunting Next morning found her going through the ads of the local
papers.  A couple of job offers seemed to look good.  ''Experienced office
assistant with outstanding interpersonal qualities.  Excellent package.'' '
Interpersonal qualities...  well, let's see!' Fixing the time for the
interview was easy, they seemed to be desperately looking for a
replacement. Joann had put on her most serene business dress, showing
modestly her shapely figure and legs.  The company, Aces Inc., was on the
thirties floor of on of the scrapers.  Furnished with a nice mixture of
old-fashioned oak and shiny new chromed furniture its reception area gave a
good solid impression.  She presented herself to the secretary of the
personnel manager, a good-looking girl of her age whose glasses fit her
face.  The plate said: "Elisabeth Mill".  Mrs.  Mill greeted her with an
appraising look, saying, "Hi, I see you're on time.  Please go straight in
to Mr.  Wills." She was shown in to the personnel manager.  Joann was
surprised to see that Mrs.  Mill was dressed in a rather tight and short
shirt with sexy looking stockings and a blouse showing allowing a good view
of her braless cleavage.  'Maybe she wants to show off', Joann thought. 
The room of the personnel manager was well furnished with tasteful carpets,
cupboards with business books and a assembly of a couch, seats and table in
one corner.  Behind the desk with a name plate of "Mike B.  Wills" was a
rather young handsome man in the early thirties.  After the greetings talks
proceeded quickly.  To her surprise her credentials were fully accepted and
they agreed that she could start the following day.  She didn't mind at all
that she was going to be second assistant's position in the personnel
department with her direct boss being that nice "Mike".  'Up yours, Jeff',
she thought happily.  That bastard had promised her on their last nasty
meeting that she would never find a decent job.  For the afternoon she
decided to discover the city.

   At the movies After changing into a casual denim dress Joann strolled
happily through Market Street investigating her new home city.  After some
window shopping she noticed some weird looking theaters.  Curiously she
studied the display.  'Sexually explicit'.  Curiosity rose in her.  'These
are the films the boys at Westminster High had been whispering of'.  Still
exhilarated by her easy employment curiosity overcame her and she decided
to take a look.  In her casual denim dress she shouldn't create any
attention.

   The cashier, some nerdish type with thick glasses, studied her
curiously. "Women 1 Dollar", he mumbled almost unintelligible.  'Well, why
not, I'll have plenty soon', she thought.  "Down the aisle, through the
curtain".  Cautiously Joann moved on.  Through the curtain she heard
muffled groans of sexual excitement.  Pushing aside the curtain to the room
she noticed the odd smell.  Dusty and sweaty with a funny masculine touch
to it.  'They should air that room sometime'.  As she entered she couldn't
see anything for a moment - except ..  the screen!

   A brunette girl of her age was kneeling in what looked like a factory
servicing four men at the same time, one big cock having a work out in
every of her bodily openings.  The loudspeakers were giving every groan of
the men and the suppressed moan of the girl Joann stood fixed, her eyes
glued to the screen.  That girl seemed to enjoy the brutal fucking she was
subjected to.  She was purring and moaning and alternatively sucking on
each of the two cocks she was holding and stroking in her hands while the
two men were furiously reaming her out.  Just as she looked one after the
other was pulling out his cock and showering her with white streams of cum.
Joann watched in awe as that girls avidly lapped off every drop that came
out of her two oral friends.  She had never allowed Jeff to come in her
mouth, even though he had tried to make her do it.  Now she saw that people
were obviously enjoying it.  As the scene changed abruptly she noticed that
her eyes had adjusted to the darkness.  She saw five heads looking fixed on
the screen.  Several rows were empty, so she quickly moved to a seat near
the wall.  The screen had changed.  Two girls dating two handsome young
studs were already in an advanced state of petting.  The two couples were
kissing deeply while the girls were slowly getting rid of their clothes. 
They all ended up on the hood of a vintage car in the garage, both of them
being fucked avidly in various positions - from behind, from front,
standing up or sucking on the astonishing long lasting cocks of the men. 
When another customer entered the garage, he was immediately serviced by
the girls, and confusing changes of positions ensued.  It all ended up with
the girls kneeling on the floor with white fluid come all over their faces.
Joann's eyes never left the screen.  All this was so unreal, unattached to
the world outside, yet strangely exiting.  She felt aroused, stimulated. 
Especially the moans and cries of the women begging for more fucking
excited her beyond her comprehension.  She hardly noticed that her hand had
crept down her belly and was slowly rubbing her crotch over her denim
shirt. The next sequence reminded her of her own situation.  A brunette
girl of her age appeared for a job interview.  The lewd interviewers
quickly went for the kill and asked for credentials, which rapidly evolved
into a group action in which the lady got willingly fucked by the two studs
in every hole on the desk.  Suddenly a soft male voice whispered: '"Can I
be of assistance, lady?" Startled she looked at the speaker.  A quite
friendly looking man of her age smiled at her.  "You look interested.  Mind
if I help a bit?" "Why...  no.....yes......no......I dunno'".  "Well, why
don't you just wait and enjoy?".  With these words the stranger slowly
parted her legs and let his hands slowly slide up her legs.  Joann moaned
while the action on the screen continued.  "Wait an moment....ohhhhhhh". 
Her feeble protests were ignored as the probing fingers reached her moist
lips only covered by her soaked panties.  'Is this for real?', she thought.
'Oh God, this feels incredible!' .Her eyes remained glued to the screen
where the brunette slut was being savagely fucked by a huge cock while the
other man was holding her spread legs.  The rhythmic groans of the actors
and the slapping sounds of the bodies clashing into each other coincided
with the gentle massage of her cunt.  "Come on, give it to her, tear her
apart", the man holding the legs urged to fucking couple.  The filthy
language drove Joann on.  Slowly the finger removed the thin fabric of the
panties and started to stroke her undefended cunt.  "Mmmm, that feels
good", she heard herself say.  Suddenly her left hand was grabbed
authoritatively and guided over to the next seat.  She almost shrieked as
she touched hard hot throbbing cockmeat.  "Come on, Lady, be nice", begged
the gentle voice.  "Please".  Reluctantly she grabbed the stiff member like
Jeff had taught her, gentle but firm.  The hand took her again by the wrist
and slowly moved her hand up and down.  Two things changed simultaneously.
The hand stroking her cunt slowly started to enter her open channel flooded
with her juice while the girl on the screen went down on all fours to
receive a cock on her mouth and cunt.  "Oh god, oh god, ohgodohgodohgod",
she moaned load.  The finger in her cunt was joined by a brother; both
began to moved in and out of her responding cunt in ever increasing rate.
It was too much to bear.  Just as the cock on the screen began to spurt
stream after stream into the wide open mouth her cunt wall began the too
familiar feeling of contraction for the upcoming orgasm.  'NO, NOT IN
HERE', she screamed at herself.  Too late.  Sliding down the seat in an
effort to get more of these wonderful satisfying fingers she just managed
to groan behind her closed teeth.  Not good enough.  When she opened her
eyes she saw that the action on the screen no longer mattered.  She was
surrounded by about five men.  All pointing hard cocks at her, masturbating
violently.  She found herself half sitting, half lying in her seat, her
shirt obscenely moved up to her hips and her cunt open for the prying looks
of the spectators.  "Hey, let me go!", Joann wailed.  "Wait a moment,
bitch, won't you show some gratitude?" With these words the helpless girl
was hauled up to her knees.  Her head forced into the lap and on the blood
filled stiff prick she had masturbated.  When the male smelling tip forced
his way between her lips Joann felt nauseated and helpless.  "Suck it,
bitch", the formerly gentle voice hissed.  Her head was forced up and down
the pole while catcalls and whistles of the bystanders filled her ears. 
After only a few strokes the bulbous head seemed to grow and a salty
tasting fluid filled her mouth.  Joann tried to get the endless spurting
human fountain out of her mouth but a hand forced her head to stay on. 
"Finish your job, bitch", the voice growled.  No choice, she had to swallow
the fluid.  Just then she felt that a cock entered her still lubricated
fuck channel.  "MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMHHHHHHHHHHH", she groaned, images of the
film flickering in her mind.  "Just hold still and enjoy, you'll get the
ride of your life", the helpless girl heard an unknown voice say.  At the
same time somebody on the screen must have had an orgasm.  "Yes yes yes yes
yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes", a female voice shrieked at the top of her
lungs.  A before unknown switch in Joann was flipped.  "That's it, yes, do
it, show me, come on, harder", she groaned.  The cock in her seemed to
obey. Two hand of steel grabbed her and pistoned the cock into her hole a
racing machine.  "That's it, that's it, YYYEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS".  A second
violent orgasm shook her, more severe than the first one, clenching the
invading cock like vice, guiding it to orgasm and finally milking it to the
last drop.

   Just then the lights went on.  "What the fuck is going on in here",
thundered a voice.  "Do you think I wanna get indicted for running an
brothel?  Out, everybody, now!  Out, or I call the fucking cops!"
Exhausted, Joann lifted her head.  The men were gone, so were the cocks. 
Only a fat-bellied man was standing in front of her.  "That also applies to
you.  If you wanna do some fucking around, don't do it here and mess up my
cinema." Slowly Joann got up.  She was a mess.  Cum was running down her
thighs, her panties were torn up and her face was covered with sticky
sperm. As she adjusted her skirt and straitened her shirt the man was
eyeing her.  He liked what he saw.  "Now, whore, who's going to pay for the
cleaning of the chairs?" Joann was confused: "I..I don't know".  "Now, I
can't, so I'll have to call the cops and sue you for damage.  You stay
here, or else..." "Cops....no, no, please not, I'll pay for it, please",
begged Joann.  Images of her in a cell with all the filth of the city came
to her mind.  The man eyed her again.  "Well, maybe we can arrange for
something.  You've been giving quite a nice performance, but you don't look
like a professional.  Are you?" "Well, no", Joann stammered, not knowing
what that obviously violent man meant.  "Just as I thought.  =Well, you
wanna have the cops, or you wanna be nice to me.  Your choice." "Not the
cops, but...  what do you want from me?" "Just a nice suggestion among
friends.  You seem to be a pretty good cocksucker.  Why don't you clean
your mouth and give me a really good blowjob, the one you gave that boy
over there.  Well?" With this word he opened his fly and took out an evil
looking limp fat cock.  Joann decided that she had no choice.  Obediently
she got down to her knees and eyed the sordid smelling piece of meat.  "How
do you like my Willie?", the owner asked with an evil smile.  "Come on, eat
it, it's not rotten." Reluctantly Joann opened her lips and tentatively
licked the tip.  The cock jumped as if it was touched with a hot iron. 
"Come on, don't waste time, blow it up." Joann closed her eyes and slipped
the limp thing into her mouth.  Gently she began lick and suck on it.  The
effect came immediately.  The limp thing turned into an astonishing long
and hard seven inch cock.  Slowly she began to move her head along the rod
and was rewarded by an exited moan.  "Jess, baby, that's it, that's the
way".  Encouraged she intensified her copy of a tight cunt and increased
her speed.  "Okay, okay, 'kay, 'kay,...okay, okayyyyyyyyyy...." With a long
groan thick wads of now familiar cum left the tip of the rod and flooded
her mouth.  Encouraged by her previous experience she started to swallow
it, but it kept coming for some seconds.  Finally he subsided and withdrew
with an satisfied smile, watching the kneeling girl clearing her mouth of
his semen.  "Wow, bitch, you really know how to clear a man's tubes.  Okay,
honey, I keep my bargain.  If you wanna come back, just tell the cashier
that Joey okayed it and you can get in for free.  What's your name, by the
way?" "Ouh, Mary Beth".  "Well 'Mary Beth', you better go now.  It's
getting dark, and the area is not made for nice little girls after sunset".
He laughed uproariously about his joke.

   When Joann left the cinema was getting dark.  She was almost thankful
for that so nobody could see her rumpled state.  Walking quickly through
the darkness she reached her apartment without problems.  When the door
closed after her she almost fell down in relief.  Barely making it to the
sleeping room, she threw her rumpled and smelly clothes in a cupboard and
took a long purging shower to clean herself off.  Lying in bed she wondered
about herself.  What was the matter with her?  She didn't feel abused, even
a little exhilarated.  And that cum-swallowing business wasn't so bad after
all.  Why hadn't she made it with Jeff?  Maybe that was one of the reasons
why they had broken up.  With these ideas she slipped into sleep.

   The videos In her nights strange dreams were torturing Joann.  Lying
alone under the thin bedcover in her bed she felt like hanging chained to
the wall on a huge cross with her legs bound next to her handcuffed wrists
and her pussy obscenely thrust forward.  The cross stood in the gangway of
a strange building with people in long black capes drifting by ignoring her
completely.  Now and then somebody would stop, open his cape and display a
huge stiff prick.  Without any preliminaries he would stick it into her
open and defenseless cunt and satisfy himself, continuing his conversations
while ignoring her pleas.  Tears of humiliation streaked down her face. 
Nevertheless she came several times in her dreams.  Confused she woke up
when the alarm went off.  Her pussy was dripping wet.  For fast relief of
her weird dreams she quickly masturbated herself to orgasm using the
strange images of her dream.

   The first days in office at her new job passed like a rapid-motion film.
She quickly learned her duties within the department, more and more
efficiently typing and filing the numerous paperwork.  Only Beth puzzled
her.  She hardly gave anything for her to do, keeping for herself and
didn't invite any girl talk.  She seemed to like short shirts, displaying
beautifully shaped legs and a great figure.  All men danced around her, but
she wouldn't notice.  'Is she a dyke', Joann asked herself.  As far as she
was concerned, the attention of the men was ok.  She just wanted to wait
and see who might be the best partner for a date.

   One evening she found some weird looking catalogue in her mailbox.  As
she opened it was full of offers for porno tapes and related stuff.  Was
she singled out?  Did somebody knew of her adventure some days age? 
Quickly she checked the other boxes.  No, that catalogue was in all of
them. Junk mail, ok.

   Moving up to her apartment she flicked through.  Tapes, books,
paraphernalia.  Again, it exited her.  Her eyes stayed at a page with
vibrators and dildo.  Now that she saw them she remembered a shop with
these things in her neighborhood.  Did it come from there?  No, the address
was just an anonymous mailbox.  Still, wasn't that a nice replacement for
the void Jeff's prick had left.

   Arming herself with some heavy-duty sunglasses she cautiously walked to
the shop and entered.  Stacks of Tapes, a small section of books and these
artificial cocks.  Confused, Joann checked the stalls.  A black cock shaped
like the one her former lover got her interest.  Ok, maybe some more
stimulation.  Superficially she checked the tapes.  Big cocks of handsome
studs poking into gaping cunts dominated.  Randomly she grabbed a tape
named "Up, up and away", paid hurriedly and went home with her booty in a
nondescript plastic bag.  Relieved that nobody had seen her she dropped
into bed and examined her treasure.  Well, lets see.  First she washed to
vibrator carefully and switched it on.  Batteries worked fine.  Next step.
She started the tape and stretched out in bed waiting for the things to
happen.

   Quickly a scene in a department store evolved.  A fairly nice young
salesgirl and a handsome man talked to each other about a new set of jeans.
When the man changed the girl followed him into the cabin and the sucking
and fucking began.  The couple tried various positions until he was
satisfied orally.  The sequence ended with the girl carefully licking off
her sperm-coated face.

   Though pretty stupid the story had its desired effect of Joann.  She
felt her clit becoming moist as the video progressed.  The urge to touch
herself, to masturbate became overwhelming.  Pausing briefly she took up
the vibrator and switched it on.  Slowly she inserted the humming tool into
her vagina.  Not bad, not baaaadddddd.  Yessss.  The vibrating prick
stretched her cunt wall, stimulating her, moving her on.  In the meantime
the scene had changed.  A young skating bitch was seducing her trainer. 
Just as Joann looked on, the horny young girl was mounting him, sinking his
big rod into her shaved cunt.  Joann could clearly see how the prick
entered and left the girl, drawing some piece of moist flesh with him every
time as he reappeared out of her.  The moans and the filthy talk of the
couple exited her additionally.  With both hands she gripped the vibrator,
fucking herself in a rapid motion.  Very quickly she reached a shattering
orgasm, much better than anything she had had with just her fingers.  When
she opened her eyes she saw the large looming cock emptying himself on the
face of his young skating pupil.  "Enough for today", Joann mumbled as she
switched off the recorder.

   Two weeks had passed since she had found the right tool for her relief.
In the meantime she had added another two videos to the first one.  One was
just straight sex in various surroundings, but the other was of a more
kinky nature.  She had chosen it out of curiosity since in showed images
derived from that strange dream that kept coming up from time to time. 
Story was that it was a 'documentary' of an army training camp that
prepared female solders for the ordeals of a POW.  Lots of horny men in
army fatigues screaming at the helpless women prisoners who were handcuffed
or tied to the walls or on specially devised racks.  Obviously the women
seemed to love being in the camp.  As soon as the handsome solders put
their always raging cocks into their undefended pussies the helpless girls
cheered them on with filthy talk and orgiastic screams.  Joann was
strangely aroused by the film.  One of the most stimulating scenes in the
video was the escape of two women from the camp.  Barely clothed they kept
on running through the jungle, at one time consoling each other in a
lesbian sixty-nine, only to be chased down, tied to the trees and subjected
to some really brutal gang bangs.  The pictures of the women lying tied and
spread-eagled on a meadow, surrounded by naked solders with big hard cocks,
suspended between trees, their cunts mercilessly reamed by pistoning pricks
or kneeling with immobilized faces satisfying orally the lust of unseen
males, the slurping noises the poor victims made when swallowing the
endless streams of cum, their open cunts presented to the camera, all this
made Joann come many times.  She continued to ask herself, why she was so
drawn to this stuff, but she kept on using her black friend while watching
and listening to the screams.  Another favorite was the cruel initiation
rite with which newcomers eager to learn the art of surviving in such a
hostile environment were subjected to.  First they had to strip down before
the whole jeering camp.  After that already terrifying ordeal in which the
first rookies broke down and wanted to leave (to no avail), they were
handcuffed, blindfolded and made to kneel in a row over a fallen tree. 
Then all solders walked by and gave every girl a thorough fucking.  After
this initial ritual a degrading discussion about the bodily advantages and
disadvantages of the keeling and subdued girls ensued.  After the sadistic
soldiers had recovered, all the women had to suck off the seemingly
inexhaustible pricks.  They took the heads of the blindfolded and helpless
female soldiers and used their mouths as if they were dolls, rocking them
back and forth and shooting off their loads on the women's faces and deep
into their throats.  With their bound hands and blindfolds the whimpering
and crying girls were completely at the mercy of the guards.

   Discoveries Overall Joann felt quite satisfied with her sex life as a
single, even though now and then she continued to have fantasies about
Jeff, her former boy friend and his beautiful cock.  But he as a person
slowly faded away.

   One day into her second week at the new job an unforeseeable event added
further spice to her sexual imaginations.  One of her routine tasks was to
pick up the mail in the mail room and distribute it to the boxes.  Just as
she was checking the addresses a rhythmic slapping and some subdued moans
coming reached her ears.  The noise seemed to come from the other room. 
Silently she tiptoed over to the little window giving a view into the next
room.  The view was breathtaking.  Wendy, an assistant in the finance
department, was lying with her back on the table of the empty room, her
legs held up by Conrad, a young and good looking finance exec.  Her panties
were lying on the floor, while her dress had ridden up to her waist.  Her
ample breasts were swaying under the thrusts of young half naked Conrad,
fucking his strong prick with long steady strokes into her gleaming pussy.
From that window Joann had a nice view of the thick prick sliding into the
willing pussy, accompanied by the low yet high-pitched "yes, yes, yes" of
Wendy.  Both seemed to enjoy their secret lovemaking.  After a few moments
Conrad whispered in a suppressed voice: "Come on, baby, I can't hold any
longer, come, come, come, come, come, come, COME, CUUUMMMMMMMM!".  His
whole body stiffened as he shot four to five loads into her waiting pussy.
"NOO!", wailed Wendy, "dam you, wait." With these words she reached down
and started to rub her moist clit furiously.  "Keep it in, please, keep
your lovely hard, stiff cock inside me, I need it sooo much, yes, yes,
yesssss!" With these words her body reared up in orgiastic relief, her eyes
and mouth wide open while her hands worked furiously on her love bud. 
Before the two lovebirds could discover her Joann silently withdrew,
picking up her mail and leaving the room.  Her whole crotch was drenched in
her juices.  When she saw Wendy later on Joann did not discover any
treacherous marks on the event.  "Really pro", she thought.

   After that event she kept her eyes open for more office sex going on. 
Small signs of secret bondage soon came to her attention sharpened by her
solitude.  Eyes holding contact longer than necessary, couples flocking
together.  Out of curiosity she slowly and silently walked down the
gangway, listening for any treacherous noises behind the closed doors.  Now
and then, especially during the late hours, she could her groans and little
screams coming out of the offices.  Especially the small mail room was one
of the most favorite spots for any eager couples.

   In there she had one of the biggest surprises since working in the
company.  Mrs.  Grimes, the forty-five year old chief secretary of the CEO
was giving an expert blow job to John Andrews, CFO.  It was a truly
breathtaking view.  Mrs.  Grimes was squatting on the floor while Mr. 
Andrews, whom Joann only knew as a most distinguished and aristocratic
gentlemen, was standing in front of her with his fly open and his handsome
prick aggressively looking out.  Mrs.  Grimes, whom the younger secretaries
only referred to as 'the old witch' had her lips tightly wrapped around his
penis and was eagerly bobbing her head back and forth.  Her spread legs
revealed a dark haired cunt that was not covered by any slip.  Andrews was
talking to the woman below him using a filthy language that Joann never
would have expected in such a aristocratic looking officer of the company.
"Yes, you bitch, give it to me, suck me off, quicker, go on, move your
head, you whore, go, go, go, go.  Now show me your tits, I wanna see them,
bitch, do it now." Obviously Mrs.  Grimes did not object to his word,
without stopping her sucking she unbuttoned her blouse, pushed down her bra
and let her ample breast spill out.  "You got really nice looking milk
bags, you know, you dirty whore?" Mrs.  Grimes hummed excitedly through her
full mouth.  "Ok, bitch, today it's your great day again: I'll come
directly into your mouth, and you will swallow every sweet drop of mine,
you understand?" With these words Mr.  Andrews reached down and pinched the
erect nipples of her bare breasts, making her groan in anticipation.  He
grabbed his prick and began to masturbate rapidly into her mouth.  After
only a few strokes he declared victory by a load long relieving grunt. 
Mrs. Grimes kept his long red member tightly sealed.  Joann could see her
swallow several times; obviously enjoying her part.  "Nice girl," commended
Andrews, withdrawing his rapidly deflating member our of her mouth.  ""And
tomorrow you'll receive a nice thorough fuck.  Six thirty here - without
your pants!  Clear?" Mrs.  Andrews nodded in agreement.  'What power does
he have over her?' Joann asked herself as she silently left her viewpoint.
'She's so different.  Maybe she just likes a good fuck?  Anyway, I'll take
a look tomorrow.'

   The next evening saw Joann working unusually late.  Beth gave her some
curious look but kept to herself.  She was the only one restrained, even al
little brusque to her, even though Joann tried her best to establish an
good working relationship.  All she had learned was that Beth was living
alone in a medium apartment on the other side of the bay.  No friends, no
lovers, she seemed to be dedicated to the job.  Joann was puzzled by her ;
Beth was a quite good looking woman, good legs, ample breasts, both of
which she displayed in a unobtrusive way without hiding them.

   At six thirty Joann packed up and left for the elevator.  One floor
above the mail room she took the stairs down.  Carefully she tiptoed to the
room and peeked inside.  Empty except for the telltale slurping noises of
the lover's room.  On time.  Relieved she picked her way to her observation
point and looked through the window.  Old Grimes again was squatting in
front of Mr.  Andrews sucking him off.  Her dark blue shirt was already
hunched over her hips displaying her naked crotch with pink cunt lips
dividing her neatly trimmed black pussy.  So she had obeyed his orders to
the letter.  One hand was working on Andrews prick while the other was busy
preparing herself for the promised penetration.  Her closed lips emitted a
constantsatisfied moan while the fully clothed Andrews drove her on with
whispered commands.  "That's right, you slut, get him up, he's waiting for
you, he's waiting to come into that tight cunt of yours, to rip you apart,
to fuck your pussy until he comes out of your mouth.  Suck him, cunt, suck
him like the good whore you are".  With these words he took her by her
arms, lifted her up, turned her around and made her bend over the table. 
"Show me your nice ass; I'm gonna fuck you now as no man has ever done that
to you before.  Come on, stick out that lovely ass of yours, cunt." The
dirty language had the desired effect on the woman.  She squirmed, wriggled
her ass and moan: "Shut up, you stud, put your fuck tool into my poor
little cunt, fuck me, oh fuck me." Without any further preliminaries he
shoved his rigid prick into her.  Mrs.  Grimes was so aroused that with the
first shove he entered her fully.  As he started to pound her furiously she
held on the edges of the table and responded vigorously to his thrusts,
accompanied by a constant stream of dirty words: "Fuck, fuck, fuck me, yes,
go, go, go, show it to me, you stud, show it to your little cunt, to your
whore, fuck me, fuck meeeeeeeeeeeeee." With the last words she stiffened
her body and groaned between clenched teeth while Andrews continued to
support her climax.  Joann had already also lifted her shirt, pushed away
her panties and was furiously working on her clit matching the speed with
the timing of the couple.  She was so stimulated she felt her love juice
running down her legs.  She didn't care, her eyes were glued to the erotic
scene.  As Mrs.  Grimes lay flat on the table with her eyes closed he
stopped and said: "Ok, honey, now for me.  You're so wide I need something
tighter.  I'm gonna fuck your ass." "What?", she shrieked," you told me
you'd never do it again!" With these words she tried to rise, but he held
her easily down with one hand.  "Shut up, you bitch, you liked it, you just
didn't want to admit it.  SHUT UP", he growled.  With the other hand he
took his blood-filled rod out of her bright red cunt and placed it on her
puckered brownie.  "Stoooooooopppppp it", groaned Mrs.  Grimes," pleeeease
stooop".  Andrews didn't listen.  Joann could see how he increased the
pressure until the muscle yielded and the tip slowly disappeared in the
hole.  Mrs.  Grimes seemed to rear like a horse about to be broken but was
held down by the firm hand placed on her back.  "Doooooooooonnnnnnn't,
NOOOOO, you're tearing me apart!", she groaned miserably.  Andrews didn't
listen.  Inch for inch of his burning rod pressed inside the unwelcoming
hole of the groaning secretary.  When he was fully immersed he rested for a
moment.  "I'm in, you cocksucker, why are you complaining.  'Tisn't that
bad." With these words he slowly began to pound her second hole.

   Joann watched with wide open eyes.  She had never seen a anal rape in
real life, only on her video.  It seemed to work, yet she had never
imagined to use her shit hole as a way for pleasure.  Two fingers were
deeply buried inside her cunt, pumping furiously.  To her surprise Mrs. 
Grimes was responding to it.  Her groans shifted from a tortured moan to
the grunts she had shown when Andres fucked in her natural opening.  But
too late.  Obviously the second hole was tight enough for Andrews' need. 
With a suppressed "Yeeeeeeeaaaaaahhhhhhh", he shot his load into her bowels
and fell exhausted over the prostate woman.  After a few moments he
groaned, straightened up and left her hole with an audible plop, leaving
behind a small trail of his white come.  Carefully he stored his limp cock
back into his place and turned to the woman still lying on the table. 
"Come on, Mary, it wasn't that bad, was it.?  Be a nice little girl, I
noticed you liked it." Mrs.  Grimes slowly lifted herself up and stood with
uneasily on quivering legs.  Her naked full breasts heaved.  "You...you
bastard.  Ok, I started to like it, but the next time don't be so brutal. I
feel as if I was turned upside down." "Promise, my dear, I'll prepare you
next time", Andrews said with a soothing voice, kissing her on the cheek.
"Come on, I drive you home." Quickly Joann retreated to the back of the
room.  As she knelt behind some boxes she felt her wet pants cling coldly
to her overheated cunt.  'Wow, that was better than any video', she
thought. 'I can't wait for home'.  As soon as she heard the elevator leave
with the two lovebirds she left her cover for her room.

   Getting on with the boss Unobserved she reached her working room. 
Funny, the lights were still on, Beth's computer was running, but she
wasn't there.  "Probably in the restroom." Before Beth' return she wanted
to leave.  Taking a tissue out of her drawer she hurriedly wiped herself
clean while listening for Beth return.  Instead she heard some familiar
sounds.  "Yeah, baby, I like it.  Go on, go on".  She look around.  Only
the door to Mr.  Wills was open.  'What the hell is going on in here?  Is
everybody in here a sex-crazed maniac?' With these thoughts she tiptoed to
the door and opened it carefully.

   Beth was kneeling without any bra or blouse between the spread legs of
Mr.  Willis, carefully and slowly licking his stiff penis.  Joann could
believe her eyes.  The self-composed Beth, acting like a half starved
whore, and the always correct Mr.  Willis.  'Is everybody in here just
looking forward to fuck each other?` As Joann looked on, Beth continued to
manipulate expertly the fuck tool of her boss.  Mr.  Wills was obviously
enjoying her manipulations enormously.  "Ohhh, that feels sooooo good, go
on, go on." Joann own pent-up desire broke way.  Aroused by her earlier
observations, the exciting picture in front of her she opened the door
widely, declared brightly, "Hi, there, mind if I join?," went over to the
startled couple, knelt down beside Beth, grabbed the ready tool of Mr. 
Wills and mouthed him deeply.  The moment she had entered Beth had shrieked
like a frightened pig.  Immediately she had let go of her work cover
herself, while Mr.  Wills tried to tried to hide the incriminating part of
his body.  No chance.  Before he had recovered Joann had resumed the tender
loving care of her colleague.  Joann worked on her bosses prick like she
was starving.  Her manipulations quickly overcame Mike Wills reservations
and he completely gave in the quite pleasant felling form his most
sensitive organ.  "I didn't know you were soo hot, Joann.  Good, gooood,
you're a real expert".  Taking out the love rod for a moment Joann turned
to Beth: "Why don't you join, Beth?  There's enough left for the two of
us." With these words she offered the stiff rod to her.  With a curious
look Beth took the offered piece and continued her work.  With such an
erotic view just inches before her eyes Joann decided to observe the dress
code.  Stepping out of her panties she offered an astonishing view of her
nice cleavage to the bulging eyes of her boss.  Slowly like a pro stripper
she hunched up her short shirt displaying her dark blond bush to his eyes
before she unbuttoned her blouse, staying only in her stockings.  "Please,
I'm so horny, I need a good ride." With these words she gently pushed aside
Beth, turned and lowered herself onto the straining stiff fuck rod of Mike.
"OOOOOHHHHHHH, I need this soooo much," she groaned.  Her prepared cunt
eagerly accepted the invader until he couldn't go any more.  Joann just sat
still and enjoyed.  How long hadn't she have a hot male prick inside her
cunt.  No comparison to her humming cold black friend at home.  This was
real quivering male flesh ready to pound her, to ream her cunt, to
stimulate her tube and to unload into her hungry tomb.  Slowly she began to
hump him, riding him gently before the curious eyes of Beth.  Happily she
closed her eyes, just enjoying the feeling of the fulfilling prick in her
and the guiding hands of Mike on her waist.  Suddenly a something moist and
wet touched her exposed clitoris.  Joann opened her eyes.  She didn't
believe what she saw.  Beth was keeling in front of her, licking on her
clit.  How could she?  Up 'till now she had only seen lesbos on video, and
she hadn't particularly cared.  Yet this feeling of double stimulation was
extremely good.  Inside and outside.  "Oh god Beth, that is incredible! 
That feels so goood!" Joann rode faster, only thinking of her own pleasure,
her own orgasm.  Her groans became loader and loader until with a long
shrieking scream the pent-up relief came which she had longed for the whole
evening.  Completely exhausted she sank back into the arms of Mike who held
her tight even though she didn't realize.  He slowly lifted her up from his
still stiff prick and carried her over to his couch.  "Wow, that was
exciting.  She must be completely starved.  Now, how are you going to
relieve me from this experience?", he asked his long- time lover.  Without
a word but with a mischievous smile she turned over to his desk and
presented him her nicely shaped behind.  "If you care for some nice hard
fucking please be my guest." Without any further invitation he quickly
relieved himself into the willing woman, completely spilling his load.

   In the meantime Joann had recovered and watched the spectacle.  The
second time today for this position, even though she didn't say a word. 
She just loved watching the pornographic view of the stiff prick
disappearing into that tight cunt, hearing the slapping noises as the two
hot bodies clashed and the soft groaning of the couple.  When Mike finally
withdrew from the body of Beth they both stood up and looked at their
sitting colleague.  "So you are one horny bitch", stated Beth.  "Do you
always come in and fuck the next best cock?", grinned Mike.  "Well, know,
sorry, I don't know what's the matter with me...I suppose it just
happened", stammered a confused Joann.  "But ..  I mean ...  didn't you
enjoy it?" "Sure I did, you only took away the pleasure from Beth.  How do
you want to make up for it?" "Oh, I know something", exclaimed Beth.  She
walked over to the confused girl, gently stretched her out on the couch,
straddled her between her legs and commanded: "Suck me off!".

   Joann had never seen a cunt that close.  The lips framed by black bushy
hair were enlarged and red from all the recent fucking.  White come was
slowly trickling out of the slightly open hole.  Hesitatingly Joann
extended her tongue and tasted the fluid.  Salty with some odd spicy
flavor. Again she licked the clit, this time higher up where the clitoris
was proudly sticking out.  She heard an excited squeal from Beth. 
Encouraged she licked again.  And again.  The tasty spice obviously came
from Beth.  'OK', thought Joann,' why not.' Rhythmically she began to move
her tongue up and down the smelly opening, sometimes exploring the inner
walls of Beth' tube, sometimes sucking at her clitoris, just like she would
have wished it on her own pussy.  For Mike it was the fulfillment of a
dream.  Two horny bisexual secretaries at his disposal, giving him the
pleasure of any fuck he wants and any spectacle he wants to watch.  His
once limb prick had again come back to life, hearing the orgiastic moans of
his first assistant and having the unrestricted view on the beautiful cunt
between the widely spread legs of his second assistant.  Carefully he moved
forward, knelt between these long legs and looked closely on the fleshy
lips and the aroused labia.  Perfect.  Tenderly he touched the lips with
his tongue.  He heard a surprised gasp and the urgent plea of Beth: "Don't
stop, don't stop, please, I'm almost there!".  Slowly he continued his
administrations, slowly stroking his cock, until Beth proclaimed her
orgasm, wildly riding on the face of her colleague, covering her with her
shiny love juice.

   "What an orgasm", Beth announced with a weak voice after she recovered.

   "Well, ladies, if you are all satisfied I would like to invite you to a
nice evening candlelight dinner to celebrate our new union", declared Mike.
" Eh, what union?", asked Joann, puzzled.  "The sexual union of Aces Inc",
proclaimed Mike.

   A threesome at home In the restaurant the three caused quite some
attention.  Mike was the center of open envy - two gorgeous women with
short yet decent dresses displaying their bodily advantages and chatting
happily with the obvious owner of the harem - ever man's dream come true.
After dinner the three proceeded to Mike's bachelor apartment.  It was a
nice spacious apartment near Golden Gate Park with a nice view to the beach
and the Pacific.  All were in high spirits due to the excellent Mondavi
that was offered in the restaurant.  First they all stripped - even Joann
showed no hesitation - and had a healthy bath in Mike's whirlpool.  Beth
must have been here on a lot of occasions.  They soaped each other down,
naturally giving special attention to the usually less accessible parts of
the bodies.  Joann got used touching and soaping down Beth's body and
crotch, especially after the other two teased her about her lack of
inhibition.  After some groping and caressing Beth proposed to Joann 'to
overcome her last problems ' by eating her out.  For that Beth lay down on
the border of the whirlpool, spreading her legs and caressing her clit to
facilitate Joann's decision.  With little timidity Joann knelt down in the
warm water and slowly started to lick Beth's cunt, just as she had done
before.  Beth only held back very briefly until she came violently, bucking
and rearing madly under Joann's oral administrations.

   Meanwhile Mike, well relaxed and refreshed, had brought himself to
attention, easily helped by the view of his two gorgeous companions playing
with themselves.

   As Beth rested in the lukewarm water Mike let his rod slowly grow out of
the water like the periscope of a submarine, grinning invitingly at Joann.
"How about a comparison?", he teased her along.  No problem.  Her
difficulties with Jeff on oral sex seemed long gone.  Joann moved over to
keel in the warm water between Mike's open legs, grabbed each knee and
lowered slowly her mouth onto the hard and pulsating cock.  She let it slip
in until it hit the back of her mouth.  Slowly she retracted again, and
licked carefully first the mushroom-like head and then the soft underside
of the hard rod.  Carefully nibbling at his sperm-filled balls, dragging
them into her mouth one after the other, she slowly returned to his shaft,
working her way up and sucking him in again without ever using her hands.
"This girl is a natural", groaned Mike, unable to come yet greatly aroused
by that incredible look below him.  "Please, finish me off, that's pure
torture, I can't stand it, please, pleeeeaaaasssseee!" Unperturbed Joann
continued her administrations, slowly moving her head up and down his
quivering member, gently sucking him in, until she felt with his movements
that he was nearing the end.  She increased her speed slowly, until she
felt the head grow in size and jet after jet of warm male liquid hit the
room of her mouth.  She let part of it dribble out of her mouth, swallowing
the rest.  Holding him in her mouth until she felt him deflate, Joann
teasingly said: "You're not letting me down; I won't allow it." With these
words she started to rub his limb prick slowly, flicking her tongue over
his exposed head.  "This girl is incredible", gasped Mike.  "Better than
me?", asked Beth with a slightly envious tone in her voice.  "Darling, you
are at least equal", answered Mike, not wishing to antagonize any of his
playmates.  Due to her administrations Mike's best part had already halfway
recovered.  "Let's move on", declared Mike, getting out of the bath.  After
everybody had dried him- or herself with Joann giving special attention
that her plaything didn't loose his standing they all threw themselves onto
the king-size bed.

   "I think we have to initiate our new member", declared Mike.  "We're
gonna spoil you a little bit.  How about that?  You just lay down and
enjoy." With these words he made Joann lie on her back with her long legs
spread pleasantly.  Mike immediately started to kiss her mouth, then
tenderly working his way down to her toes, only pausing briefly to give
adequate attention to her nipples.  From her toes her slowly work himself
up to her most sensitive spot, gently kissing the small hidden love bud
between her cunt lip.  Joann moaned, opening her legs wide, while Beth
started to caress and kiss her breast and nipples.  Mike continued to kiss
her clit, moving up and down, until he began to carefully open her lips
with his tongue.  Joann moaned loader as Mike felt her love juices to flow.
Slowly her cunt opened to his prodding oral manipulations.  Before log
Joann had a wonderful orgasm from the soft and tender manipulations of
these two experienced operators.  As she fell back relaxing the other two
members started a furious 69 triggered by the erotic view of Joann
orgiastic performance.  They also came rapidly into each others mouths.

   "Uhoh," declared Mike, "if that continues I have to call in sick
tomorrow.  I won't be able to stand up for one day.  Time out now, but I
have an idea.  I received the third sequel of `The Pyramid' yesterday. 
Let's just relax and watch".

   As the film story evolved their sexual vigor resurged.  Breasts were
fondled, nipples stimulated, Beth' hand crept up to Joann's cunt and slowly
caressed her clit until Joann's cut responded and Beth could insert first
one, then two fingers.  Meanwhile Joann was not lazy; she lowered her head
to Mike's crotch and began to lick his limp dick.  The dual stimulation,
the visual and the sensual, had the desired effect.  Mike's best part
slowly rose to full dominance in the moist oral cavity of Joann.

   Just then a palace girl on the video was fucked into her ass.  "Tell me,
Joann, have you ever been fucked like that?", asked Mike.  Joann looked up
and blushed.  "Uh, no.....  I'm not sure I would like it.  It's so ... 
strange.." "Well, if you have never experienced it, you don't know.  You
should try it, Mike has introduced myself into ass-fucking.  It completely
different.  Give it a try", Beth urged on the reluctant girl.  Under the
persuasions of the two experienced seducers Joann gave in.  "Ok, what do I
have to do?", she asked in a small voice.  "Nothing, just get on all fours
and relax.  I'll do the rest", Mike reassured her.  Out of a cupboard her
too a jar of Vaseline and prepared his dick.  Then he moved behind the
kneeling Joann and asked:" Ready, my dear?" "Yes", Joann pressed out. 
"Relax!", Beth said in a soothing voice.  "Don't press".  Joann tried to
follow their advice as she felt the tip of Mike's toll pressing against her
shit hole.  In an effort she tried to open it and then suddenly the head of
Mike's cock abruptly slipped past her sphincter and an inch of thick meat
was inside Diane.  "Uhhnnnn! ...  Uhhnnnn! ...  Uhhnnnn! ...  Uhhnnnn! ...
Uhhnnnn! ...." Joann grunted at each of Mike's thrusts ...  and with each
thrust another half inch of his length sank into her spasming bowels. 
There he paused to let Joann get used to the feeling.  "Well, how are you
feeling?, asked Mike.  "Not bad", came the suppressed answer.  Slowly Mike
began to fuck the young girl.  Joann started to moan softly as the pleasure
grew.  To help her Beth slipped a hand between her legs and stimulated her
clit.  As Joann started to respond to the fucking Mike increased his speed.
Joann's groans developed a more and more orgiastic tone until she was
coming with an load vibrating scream lasting for several seconds.  This
also drove Mike beyond the point of no return, and he shot the rest of his
saved come into her bowels.  After that they both fell over each other
exhausted.  "Not bad", whispered Joann, "we have to repeat that", before
she slipped into an peaceful sleep.

   Only Beth was left.  She looked at the sleeping couple, shrugged and
said to herself: 'up to me now'.  Lying down comfortably she watched the
rest of the video, using one of the marvelous fuck scenes to bring herself
to final orgasm.

   Next morning the alarm went off at Mike's bed.  Joann opened her eyes.
First thing she saw was Beth cut covered with her dried juices and Mike's
come.  Memories of the evening came back and a new sexual drive filled her.
Carefully and slowly she began to clean the hairy crotch of Beth, savoring
the unique taste of male and female odors.  From way above she heard a long
satisfied "mmmmmmmmhhhhh".  Looking up she saw Beth' mouth glued to Mike's
in a long and deep kiss.  The she broke up and said: "It's lovely, but we
need to change and do to work." Reluctantly Joann stopped.  They all took a
quick shower, dressed and were driven home by Mike for a quick change.

   As Joann stood before her mirror deciding what to wear today she sized
up her naked body.  No signs of wear and tear, just rosy and firm looking
flesh.  "All right, here we go", she declared optimistically.  Choosing a
white wide skirt, matching white stockings and a almost nonexistent tanga
below the shirt together with a deep cut blouse she was ready for some
office action.

   In the office As she entered her office Beth was already there.  She
greeted her with a friendly smile and said: "What a night.  Something to
repeat." "Glad to," replied Joann eagerly.  "Now we have to set some rules,
rules, which Mike and I have agreed some time ago.  There's a difference
between work and pleasure.  Work first.  If however there is an occasion to
have a nice workout in between, no problem.  With you on the boat we should
have less problems.  One could guard to other two.  And us two girls will
certainly agree on the schedule, provided our beloved tool can be
rejuvenated quickly enough.  Too bad for him", she giggled.  "Fine with
me", agrees Joann.  The rules seemed fair.

   The office routine took over.  In the afternoon however Beth declared a
one hour break between two meetings for Mike.  Since Joann was the newcomer
she got her first chance.  Before she left she quickly took off her small
tanga.  Walking into his office she closed the door behind her, just walked
up to his desk, lifted her long skirt over her head and said in a husky
voice: " You see anything you like, Sir?"
For a moment she couldn't hear anything.  Then she heard him get up and
walk around his desk.  She felt lifted up and pushed onto his desk, her
shirt still over her head.  She heard him unzip his fly.  He took her legs,
placed them on his shoulders and inserted an remarkably stiff prick into
her cunt.  He slid easily in and began to fuck her with steady hard
strokes. The whole scene was terribly exciting for Joann, seeing nothing
but the white fabric before her eyes but feeling that hard rod reaming in
and out of her fuck hole.  God, how good that felt.  His prick stretched
her vagina with every stroke, building up delicious pressure until she came
violently, clamping her cuntal muscles around his dick.  That feeling

triggered Mike's orgasm, shooting load after load into her waiting womb.

   Afterwards Mike slowly took the shirt off her face and kissed her
gently. "Thank you, you are so sexy", he whispered.

   Closing his fly, he went back to his chair and said: " Please tell Beth
I'll need some time." "Yessir", she said, curtseying.  Beth grinned when
she heard the message.  "Careful, leave something for me."

   Later the evening Mike left the room.  "Sorry, girls, just received a
call from Joe Cassavat.  Got to see him this evening.  See you tomorrow."
With these words he hurried out of the room

   Beth and Joann look at each other.  "Ok, I'll get a full night's sleep
for a change".  "Right, but maybe we see some action in the mailroom
first," suggested Joann.  "What mailroom?  What do you know about the
mailroom!", Beth asked surprised.  "Come on, you know that everybody here
uses it for a quickie.  Don't you?" "Mike and I used it for some time, but
we discovered that there were other people, so it became too dangerous. 
How do you know?" "Well", giggled Joann and told her of her spying on Mrs.
Grimes and Mr.  Andrews.  "The old bitch!  I don't believe it!  She's
always acting so moral and arrogant." "You should have seen her, how she
reacted when he called her bitch and slut.  As if she was in a porn flick.
Let's wait, maybe this evening they'll be in again."

   At six o'clock the two conspirators walked down the stairs.  Before
entering the door to the mailroom they listened.  Nothing.  Silently Joann
opened the door.  Now they could hear a the telltale slapping noises of
some heavy fucking.  Without shoes to avoid any noises they tiptoed to the
small window.

   Again Mrs.  Grimes and Mr.  Andrews.  These two lovebirds really seemed
desperate.  Oblivious of their surroundings Mrs.  Grimes was riding the
rigid fat cock of Andrews.  Her big boobs were dancing up and down.  The
crotch had been shaven recently so the two voyeur could clearly see the
gleaming shaft vanish in her hungry hole.  The slapping noise of the two
bodies clashing together mixed with the slow groans of the woman.  Andrews
had his hands around her waist to guide her along as he constantly
whispered a stream of filthy language to drive her on: "Move your body, you
dirty slut, make me come with your wonderful hungry slit.".  After a few
moments the whispers became a groan as he came.  Joann and Beth could see
white foam bubbling out of Mrs.  Grimes cunt flowing down his shaft.  Joann
touched Beth and motioned her top go.  As they were in the elevator to
their room Beth breathed heavily.  "Oh, that has made me soooo horny." She
pushed the equally aroused Joann against the walls and began to rub her
clit the flimsy panties, covering her hands with Joann's love juice.  When
the doors opened she simply took the hand of Joann, dragged her over the
deserted aisle to the room of Mike, where they hurriedly stepped out of her
pants and avidly licked each other to orgasm in a hot lesbian 69.

   The next days passed like a whirlwind.  Joann discovered nymphomaniac
streaks in her psyche.  A day without a good fuck was a bad day, which even
her black friend could not overcome.  For reasons of security they never
undressed, but humped or sucked with all clothes on, while Joann took
special care not to leave any treacherous signs.  This involved a lot of
cum-drinking on her part.  In a way she began to crave for the viscous
white male fluids in her fantasies, especially after her army camp video
she began to dream about being tied to a wall and subjected to innumerable
hard male cocks spewing endless streams of white cream out of their tiny
holes into her greedy mouth while another prisoner was licking her off to
orgasm.  Sometimes she wondered that her neighbors would not complain about
her load orgiastic screams.

   The club Two weeks after their relationship started Mike remarked as
they both reorganized themselves to a socially acceptable status after
another mutually satisfying reunion: "Joann, I would like to introduce you
to an interesting club, actually a swinger's club.  A friend of mine is a
member there.  He and his wife sometimes invite me to it, and I would like
to go there with you and Beth.  She has already agreed.  Are you
interested?" "Sure?", Joann asked, still the delicious taste of his salty
love juice in her mouth, "sure, glad to." " Okay, but first you need to
have a clean health record.  There are a couple of doctors affiliated to
the club.  I'll give you an address.  He'll make a couple of test, against
HIV and so on.  They are mandatory, safety, you understand.  In a few days
you'd have the results." When Joann mentioned it to Beth, the brunette girl
nodded.  "I've been there already a couple of times.  It's fun, and they
really take care of any infections.  You'll have to present a one week old
certificate to be accepted, but it's worth it."

   As soon as Joann had the results she informed Mike and Beth.  "Great,
how about this evening.  I'll call Bill, he and Wilma are always glad to
see new people." "What do you mean, see?", giggled Joann.  "Wait and see.
Best thing would be a nice bikini with an easy dress.  Don't worry about
valuables, they only invite wealthy people.  Very casual, really.  I'll
pick you up at eight."

   As Joann entered Mike's sedan in a short one-piece with her string
bikini underneath.  Beth and the couple were already waiting.  Bill was a
good looking man of about thirty while Wilma displayed a small looking
breast in an halfway open blouse combined with long raven-black hair. 
After introductions Bill gave her an appreciating look and said.  "Where
does Mike always get these centerfolds.  You absolutely stunning, my dear."

   The club was located in a nondescript backyard without any signs.  Once
they entered the door cozy and expensive looking atmosphere welcomed them.
After presenting their certificates Mike showed Joann the locker's room. 
To her surprise a couple was already into heavy fucking.  A girl dressed as
a cheerleader but without any panties was lying on her back, her legs in
the air held by a balding older man screwing her with fast deep strokes. 
Her dark pubic hair was wet of perspiration and she accompanied each stroke
with a high-pitched "Yess".  Joann couldn't talked her eyes of the couple
as she locked away her dress.  "Got to be desperate," remarked Bill.  "So
are you," said Wilma, observing his already growing bulge between his legs.
Without inhibition she inserted her hands into his short swimming trunks,
took out his visibly growing cock and started to stroke it.  "You wanna try
it?", asked Mike grinning, following Joann's astonished look.  "Well,
no...later maybe," stammered a surprised and blushing Joann.  "Our virgin
needs some introduction," observed Beth, "let's go in." "But I like to have
the first shot," claimed Bill.  "Okay with me," said the overwhelmed Joann.
"Ok, let me show you around," offered Bill.

   The club was populated by people dressed in bikinis or swimming trunks
up to nothing at all.  Joann noticed all ages from barely twenty up to
early fifties.  First they went to the bar to have a welcome drink.  Next
to it there was a stage with some hardly dressed ladies gyrating like pro
dancers.  "All members showing off", explained Mike.  At the edge a
stunningly beautiful blonde was thoroughly fucked by a muscular man.  She
was groaning silently as the thick prick was moving in and out of her.  Her
cunt was shaved and clearly visible as she had one leg flung over the stage
for easier penetration.  The other guest were either more interested in
their partners or watching for extra stimulus.  "I couldn't do that, in
front of other people" Joann whispered in Beth' ear.  "Just wait," came the
reply, "you'll loose your inhibitions in here."

   Joann watched with wide eyes as a middle-aged woman sitting naked in one
of the deep fauteuils stopped a man passing her with a semi rigid cock. 
She just took his limp tool into her mouth and began to suck.  The man just
held still and closed his eyes.  The effect was immediate, as the prick
began to grow and fill up with excited blood.  The woman obviously was
loving her administrations; Joann could see how she was stimulating her
clit.  Now she inserted two fingers into her hole, which was glistening
with her come.  Suddenly the man's body stiffened and he started to move
his tool in and out of the greedy mouth, obviously climaxing, although no
sound came from his lips.  The woman held still, repeatedly swallowing and
clearly enjoying her meal.  When the man had finished, he briefly kissed
the mouth of his partner and went on as if nothing had happened.  This
casual sex aroused Joann.  "This bar is making me horny," she whispered to
Beth.  "Can we move around?" "Sure.  Come on, Bill, Joann wants to see
more."

   They moved down a gangway with several doors.  Passing men looked
appreciating at Joann and Beth, invitingly smiling at them.  Though Joann
smiled back insecurely, none of the men made a pass.  This seemed to be on
of the rules of the club.  The doors had signs like 'Group 1, Group 2' and
so on, altogether 5.  Explicit moans and cries came through the doors.  "In
these room couples can go in to have fun, either alone or with others or
just watching other doing it.", explained Mike.  "However, singles are not
welcome, they can go to the Exhibit rooms down there for some voyeurism.".
They came up to a stair and two doors with lesbian and gay signs.  "Self
explanatory", remarked Wilma.  They followed Bill upstairs where three
doors were marked "Holy Holy", the two outer doors with male and the inner
door with a female sign.  "What's that?", asked Joann.  "Now that's
something special," said Mike, "if you want to have anonymous save sex
that's the place to be.  Wilma, show her the room.  Meet you in a second."
And he opened the 'female' door to let the women get in.

   It was a strange room, with holes on all three sides in the height of
the crotch.  Two women were inside, one was kneeling in front of a hole,
sucking on a stiff penis emerging through the hole.o The other women was
facing them, moving rhythmically back and forth.  As the women walked
around, Joann could see that she was fucking an anonymous long cock coming
out of the wall.  Exciting!  Pure sex, like with her black friend, except
that this was real male flesh, warm, and eager to fuck and come!  Just as
she looked two more cocks appeared.  "Here they come", giggled Wilma. 
"Come on girls, I know them already".  Joann didn't hesitate.  Discarding
her bikini, she knelt on the padded floor before on of these wonderful
tools - right now she didn't care who he was - and carefully kissed him,
first, on the sensitive tip, then down his shaft to his big balls. 
T'wasn't Mike, so it must be Bill.  During her small kisses the cock jumped
as if he received electric shocks.  An audible groan came through the hole.
To relieve his tensions Joann finally closed her lips around the shaft and
began to pump him slowly.  As the groan became more and more excited, Joann
decided that she wanted to feel that wonderful instrument inside her.  As
she left him, the women next to her was climaxing, with her head thrown up
and her eyes wide open, loudly proclaiming her orgasm while she furiously
pumped the impaled rod.  Her big tits were swinging like undersized bells
back and forth.  Joann got down on all fours and slowly impaled herself on
the impatient prick.  As she was pressing herself against the wall, the
thick cock started to piston in and out of her cunt, sending excited
signals through her body.  Before her eyes another thrilling view
developed. Beth was kneeling in front of a pale white cock, sucking on it,
as Wilma assisted her by masturbating the big cock.  As Joann looked on,
the cock began to spurt thick streams of white sperm on the face and into
the wide open mouth of Beth.  Beth was trying to capture each drop like a
starving lizard.  This view drove Joann over the edge.  Crying out load,
"Yyyyyeeeeeaaaahhhhhh", her cuntal muscles tightly gripped the captured
penis, enticing them to spew his load into the waiting opening.  Spurt
after spurt filled her cunt until Joann dropped down exhausted, white fluid
dripping down her legs.  When Beth and Wilma came over to help her up,
Joann said in a weak voice.  "Sorry, couldn't hold back." "Don't apologize,
that's what it's all about", Wilma calmed her.  Getting her into an upright
position Wilma let her lean against the wall.  "Open your legs, darling",
she commanded.  Then she got between Joann's legs and sucked off the tired
girl, licking off the salty milk dropping out of her still open cunt.  "Too
god to throw away", she commented as she wiped off her mouth.

   As the girls left the room, the two men were already waiting.  "Thanks
for the fun.  Who was it, by the way?", grinned Bill.  "That's one thing
you'll never know", said Wilma.  "Hope you liked it.  " "You bet," Mike
said with a big smile, "how about you, Joann?" "Oh, it was just great",
Joann replied, "I have to do it again real soon".  The group moved on
another door with the sign 'Off limits'.  "Now what's this", asked Joann,
"Private?".  "Sort of", answered Bill "let's get in."

   The room was similar to the one before, with a transparent wall
separating the room.  Into the wall various holes were cut, whose function
two couples were just showing.  One man had his arms put through on hole,
fondling his partner and frigging her clit.  The other man had pushed his
head through a lower hole and was licking off the black pussy of a
brown-haired woman who was holding fast to the wall.  Both women were
filling the room with their moans.  "Teasing is allowed, groping,
everything.  You can drive a man crazy with not allowing him his desires",
explained Wilma.  "Sounds good to me", Joann laughed.  "Hear, hear," said
Mike," don't get ideas.  "

   They passed two doors with the sign 'Games'.  Bill studied the
billboards.  "Sorry, no games today.  But in two days there is going to be
one of the more exciting games, very anonymous fucking.  Interested?"
"Sure".  "Yeah", the other agreed.  Bill signed them in and said: "Ok, in
two days here".  "What are the rules?", asked Joann curiously.  "Just wait,
but you'll love it", Bill told her to wait.

   At the end of the way Joann could already her the slapping of water. 
"Ok, some refreshment", said Bill as he opened the door to a nice swimming
pool with fountains and a small waterfall.  "Rule is that you have to
shower first before you go into the pool.  And the men are not allowed to
come in the water - unless it is swallowed immediately", he added
mischievously.  "Now what do you mean with that?", Beth asked with innocent
eyes.  "Are you hinting at something?", she asked.  "Well, 'd be glad to
show you", Bill grinned.

   After the shower the group got together in the warm water, frolicking
and groping each other.  While Wilma was occupied with Mike's needs, the
three remaining members had a workout with each other.  The warm water and
the erotic atmosphere rapidly rejuvenated their spent members and let their
most valuable members grow to old glory.  As Wilma decided that Mikes cock
was adequate for her needs she got to the side of the pool and invitingly
presented him her back.  Mike didn't wait for a second and pierced her open
and gleaming slit in one shove.  Then he began to work on her with long
slow strokes, as Wilma's groans were heard throughout the room.  "Don't
forget to come in my mouth!", she managed to say between her groans.  The
other three went into a nice position in one of the deck chairs, with Beth
riding the erect cock of Bill while Joann was standing over him to receive
a thorough tongue wash of her slit.  A few chairs away a large-breasted red
was equally riding joyously the prick of her partner, her breast jiggling
with her movements.

   As the men spent themselves into the women - Mike obediently asked Wilma
to turn around and receive his load to avoid environmental pollution -
Joann noticed the televisions hanging around, showing couples and groups in
action.  "What are they doing?", she pointed a the screens.  "There you see
what's going on in the voyeur's room.  Wanna join?", Bill asked.  "Maybe
later," Joann replied," now I'm thirsty".  And she began to put on her
bikini.  "Are you sure you want to put that on?  You look great without",
Mike remarked.  "Wait some time, I'm not ready yet", Joann agreed
reluctantly.

   As they went down the stairs Joann noticed a small way on the right. 
"What's in here?", she asked curiously.  For the first time Bill hesitated.
"Well, that's the way to some games you may not like.  Let's leave that for
later".  "What's the matter.  I don't need any protection.  Tell me about
it!", Joann begged.  "Well, you know about S'nM games, Joann?" "Sure, just
haven't seen them before", Joann lied, thinking of the hours before the
video.  "Let's take a look after the drink," suggested Beth.  "I think our
little Joann isn't that sensitive.".

   The situation in the bar had changed.  Gone were the gorgeous blonde
fucking that muscular stud, gone was the woman with an penchant for fresh
sperm.  Instead a woman of about 30 years was lying on a small bench
servicing four men at the same time.  One had his cock buried in her cunt,
one was satisfied orally while the other two received a hand service by the
brunette.  As they looked on the four men changed position to sample all
the bodily charms of the woman.

   "Well, how do you like the club", Bill asked as they sat down at the
bar. The moans and the slapping of clashing bodies gave an eerie
atmosphere. "Quite well, but I am still curious about the rest", Joann
replied.  "Don't worry, You'll see it.  By the way, satisfy my curiosity,
how did you get to know each other?, Wilma asked.  Joann had a feeling as
if the worlds had turned upside down.  A conversation ensued which was as
if they were all sitting well dressed in a good restaurant.  Yet she was
sitting half naked at a bar, with Bill and Wilma completely naked, their
pink cunt lips showing between their bushy pussies, and the men in trunks
barely covering their private parts.  As the conversation ensued, Mike, who
was sitting behind her, casually slipped an arm around her waist and began
to fondle her tits and play with her nipples.  In the meantime the group on
the platform had reached the final stages.  The men one after the other
were unloading into or onto the lying woman with audible gasps.  The woman
had turned into such a sexual frenzy that she continued to lick the sperm
off her hands and face.  Sporadic applause came from the people sitting at
the bar on the seats as the group left the platform.  "How 're you feeling
of a performance of the two of us", Mike whispered in Joann's ear.  She
blushed heavily and said:" Please, not yet, later maybe.." "Well, it's too
early for our rookie, but I feel like a little exhibitionism.  Wanna come
over?", Beth cried teasingly.  "Glad to", replied Mike, slid from his bar
chair and walked over to Beth.  The lusty blonde lay face down over her
chair.  Mike squatted behind her and gave her a through tongue service to
prepare her for his penetration.  His own cock was already looking of his
pants out like a brash mushroom.  To encourage him further Mike lowered his
pants and began to stroke him slowly.  After a few moments Beth began to
groan audibly.  "Come on, stick it in, I'm ready, don't wait....STICK IT
IN!!" Mike obeyed immediately, Standing up he directed his stiff dick at
her open cunt lips and shoved slowly.  Without resistance his blood-filled
thick rod slid into Beth' waiting hole.  "Mmmmmmmmhhhhhh", Beth moaned
happily.  As Mike had fully buried his cock in her pussy, he withdrew,
gripped her waist and began to pound her with steady strokes.  Beth first
moaned, then whined audibly until finally her climax gripped her and she
screamed: "Yyyyyeeeeessssssss, ah ah ah ah aammmmm
coooooommmmmmmmiiinnnggggggggggggg ooohhhhhhh." This also triggered Mike
into his orgasm, shooting load after load into her spasming fuck tube.
"Uh, that was good", Beth breathed as she recovered.  "I needed that".
"Sounds like the others liked it, too", Wilma remarked dryly as she pointed
to the small crowd of onlookers.  One couple had become so excited that
they started to enjoy themselves in a similar fashion.  A elderly woman was
sitting on the stiff prick of her mate, watching the show and slowly

rocking her lower body to satisfy herself.

   "Ok, what's next", asked Beth as the took a paper napkin to clean her
dripping cunt.  "Shall we move on?", Bill asked, " we have to show our
Joann the last dungeons of this place." "Don't scare her off, he's always a
nasty teaser", Wilma told Joann as they move to the small corridor near the
stairs.

   Right at the entry to the corridor a small alcove turned up on the left.
A cross with cuffs attached to it was fixed to the wall.  "Hey, that's
something interesting", remarked Wilma as she saw Joann's look, "you should
try it once, it's fun.  You get handcuffed to it, with your hands up and
your feet next to your hands.  This way your pussy is stretched forward and
you can be fucked by anybody passing by." "What, anybody?", exclaimed
Joann. "Sure, nobody is hurting you.  It's pure sex.  Even two women came
up and masturbated me with vibrators.  I don't remember how often I had
come.  Bill had to carry me to the car, I was so tired afterwards." "Sure
was interesting.  I had fucked her myself two times, it was heaven. 
Really, try it out." With these words he moved on to a door signed 'Water
Sports'.  "What's this?", Joann wondered, "water ski?".  "No", answered
Wilma, "it's something Bill and I are not into, but maybe you'll like it.
Basically, if you like to pee at people or if you like what's called
'Golden Showers', that's what it's about." "Yuck", said Joann, remembering
the pictures on the videos in the shop, "sure it's nothing for me." "Well,
some like it, and that's the place for them."

   Finally they came to a door "S&M".  "Now, I presume you know about
that?" "Heard about it", was the curt yet quite revealing answer.  Beth and
Mike glanced at each other and grinned.  Bill opened the door.  Various
apparatus were distributed around the room and at the walls.  Cages at the
walls, chains hanging down the and from the walls, stretch banks and other
machinery could be observed.  In one corner a tied up man was kneeling
while a woman clad in black leather was abusing him.  In the other corner a
woman was strapped to a chair while another woman was carefully slapping
her with a leather whip.  Joann could see that she was only weakly hitting
the bound woman.

   Then she discovered a group of about five men gathered around a table.
Curiously she closed in.  On the table two women were lying face down on
two benches, their hands and legs secured to the bench by wrist cuffs. 
They both were blindfolded.  One man was just fucking one of the bound
girls, a slim attractive dark blonde, while another was just introducing
himself into the second woman, a brunette in the thirties who was
constantly moaning:" yes, yes, yes, yes, give it to me, yes, yes.." The
whole scene reminded Joann of the pictures she had seen in the video.  It
stimulated her enormously, seeing in real life what previously she had only
seen on her TV.  "Are you interested, wanna join?", a voice whispered next
to her ear.  Astonished she turned.  It was Bill.  "Well, no...I
mean...perhaps......but not now".  "Well, a similar game will be played in
two day in the games room upstairs.  You'll join that one, will you?", Bill
encouraged her.  Meanwhile the man inside the blonde was obviously coming.
Grunting loudly his body stiffened while he frantically pushed his dick
into the helpless lady, undoubtedly deposing his white love juice into her
wombs.  The woman was driving him on with dirty talk: "Come on, split me up
with your mighty dick, fill me up with your come, make me come with your
beautiful hard fuck, spear me until you reach my mouth.."

   Finally she heard moans out of a small unobtrusive corner.  A woman was
kneeling between two posts on which three differently thick dildos were
attached.  One thick and one thinner of the plastic toys were sticking in
her rear holes while she was mouthing the third.  Moving slowly back and
forth she was well filled in all her openings, obviously loving every
stimulation documented by her constant moans.

   'Wow, what a room', Joann thought impressed as they left the chamber. 
"You seem to like what you saw", remarked Bill who had observed her
throughout the visit.  "Surely I never experienced something like this",
Joann admitted.  "But yes, I liked it".  "Ok, next Friday there will be
that game which is somewhat similar.  If you liked the blind fuck in there,
you'll love the game, I promise.  Now, what's next.  Call it a day?" "No!,"
cried Wilma, "I'm so horny from the fucking in there I need some
satisfaction.  The group room?".  Everybody agreed.

   The group room looked like a small gymnastics hall with soft big
mattresses and pillows everywhere.  There was a clear majority of the
female sex.  On one mattress a closed daisy chain of four woman was loudly
licking each other to orgasm.  Another mattress occupied a woman who was
pleasured by two men, one lying between her bent legs giving her head while
she was sucking on the cock of another man lying at her side.  A further
woman was watching them from a nearby position, slowly massaging her dark
pussy.

   "May I have the honor of the first fuck?", Bill whispered to Joann as he
was pressing his stiff penis against the split of her back cheeks.  "With
pleasure, you rascal", laughed Joann, went down on all fours on the next
mat and presented her delicious peach to Bill's eager rod.  Without
hesitation Bill dropped behind her, positioning his tool against her wet
opening and rapidly speared her moist channel.  "Mmmmmmhhh, that's good",
cooed Joann.  Bill firmly gripped her waist and began a rapid fucking. 
Innumerable small pushes quickly drove the already highly aroused Joann
over the brink.  As her spasming cunt clamped tightly around Bill's
thrusting dick, he also shot the remaining white sperm into her body.

   Meanwhile the other three had comfortably positioned themselves.  Mike
was lying on his back and licking out the familiar cuntal opening of Beth
who was sitting on his face.  Wilma had decided to enjoy the hard manhood
of Mike and was busy bobbing her head up and down his shaft.  As Joann
looked on, Wilma decided that Mike had received enugh of her oral
experience and mounted him, pushing him deeply in her experienced orifice.
She leaned forward to caress the heavy tits of Beth, rocking her body back
and forth.  Joann couldn't' resist and crawled forward, cupping the Mike's
dangling balls in her hands as his prick appeared and disappeared in
Wilma's body.  She felt his balls jerk as Mike came and his white sperm ran
out of Wilma's cunt down his prick.

   As they left the club Bill said: "Suppose we are all tired, but we'll
meet in two days for the game.  Right?  I'll pick you up at six, ok?" "Ok",
Joann said with a small voice.  The excitement and the multiple orgasms
together with all the new view had left her mentally exhausted.  She just
wanted to drop and sleep.

   The game The next two days passed quite uneventful.  Both Mike and Beth
seemed to be worn out and did not get together during the day.  'Maybe they
want to save some for the game', thought Joann.

   When the day had come, Bill drove them all to the club house, where they
all stripped.  Joann had decided to go topless this time.  "Looks fine to
me", observed Bill, studying her firm breasts.

   When they went into the room, a elderly woman with bright red hair in an
one-piece swimming suit approached them.  "Bill, you naughty boy, you have
never shown me your gorgeous friends.  Who are they?" Bill introduced the
three new members, adding, "and this is Linda, the wife of the Erik, the
owner of the club.  They usually preside over the game." "Why, you have
never participated here?  It's a wonderful game, my husband invented it,
he's a wonderful inventor of these games, he's invented many games.." the
shrill voice drowned on.  Bill politely interrupted her after some time and
turned to Joann to explain the game.  Each woman will wear a harness,
effectively securing her arms on her stomach so that she will not be able
to use them at all.  The rest of her body, her mouth, breasts and pussy
will be freely available.  The men on the other side will receive leather
caps rendering them completely blind, leaving only moth, nose and ears
uncovered.  You know that men are guided by their eyes.  So for a change
they will not be able to see, only to feel whereas you can only use what is
left.  Have fun....and if you see me, give me one of your fantastic
blowjobs, please." With these words he and the other men left the room. 
Wilma guided her two friends to a table where a number of the leather
harnesses where lying.  Joann choose one and slipped it over it mainly
consisted of a tube fitting for both arms and a couple of strings to fix
the harness at the back.  The whole thing was like a black leather straight
jacket, leaving the breasts surrounded by the captured arms and rendering
her helpless for any groping and feeling.  Linda helped and babbled all the
way.  To Joann she said." Don't worry, dear, I and Erik are in there to see
that there will be no hanky-panky.  Anybody doing so will immediately be
shown the door."

   It was a strange view.  All sorts of women were there, dressed alike
only in the black straight jackets displaying almost nonexistent small
breasts up to large boobs and naked from waist down.  Age ranged from early
twenties up to matrons in their fifties.  Joann realized that this was one
chance to get a healthy fuck by an unsuspecting young stud.  Then she
studied the pussies.  Mostly were well cut, some even completely shaved,
displaying prominently the slit with their protruding clit and cuntal lips.

   Just then Linda opened the door to not very bright room.  As Joann
entered she saw about twenty men, naked except for a black mask covering
their heads except for their mouths and nose.  Some of them already sported
a good erection, others were still limp, waiting to be awoken by female
attention.

   As the women descended amid excited teenager screams upon their waiting
counterparts, Joann stood back and watched.  Most of the woman had knelt
down before their chosen mate, catching their tool orally and blowing it to
full majesty.  Some were pressing their semi-nude bodies against those of
the men, kissing them deeply.  After short time several of the men begged
for mercy, shoving away the unwilling lusty women.  "Please, wait a moment,
I don't wanna come!", she heard a couple of tortured voices say.  Some of
the women eagerly turned around and presented their willing cunts to their
mates, others just pushed them down on the mats and straddled them, trying
to capture the stiff cocks with their open cunts without helping hands.  It
was then that Joann decided to join the action.  One man was obviously
lost, groping at a kneeling and sucking woman.  Joann went over, bent down
and flipped her tongue over the tip of his uncovered prick.  The man jerked
as if hit by an electric jolt, eagerly turning around.  Joann bent at her
waist, touched the moist eager tip for a second time.  The man groaned:
"Please, don't tease me, suck it, baby, SUCK!" Obediently Joann took the
warm pulsating meat into her mouth and started to suck gently.  Mimicking
her cunt she gently bobbed her head up and down, moving her moist red lips
along his stiff rod.  "Uuunnnggh....uuunnngh....uunnnggh", the man groaned
every time her lips touched the sensitive bulb.  "Stop, stop, STOPPPP", the
man groaned miserably as he took her head between both hands and moved his
dick out of the reach of her greedy mouth.  "You're fantastic ...  I just
don't wanna come." His hands glided down her body caressing her breasts,
and went on to her damp pussy.  "Ouh, great", he moaned.  Then he knelt
down to, split her thighs and started to lick the mysterious odorous slit,
gaining excited throaty moans from Joann.  Meanwhile the situation in the
room had changed.  Everywhere writhing couples were lying in assorted
positions; anonymous faces sucking on wet pussies, red lips sealing
blood-filled cocks, harnessed ladies lying on their backs with their feet
in the air while their open cunts were mercilessly fucked by sightless men.
For some of the elderly women a dream had come true: their big fuck tubes
were steadily pounded by handsome muscular studs while they urged them on
with load rhythmic screams and dirty talk.  The whole room was vibrating
with phonetic pornography which added to the arousal of the participants:
Shrieks like "yes...yes...yes...yes...yes...harder...HARDER...fuck
me...fuckfuckfuck..." filled the room.  Joann felt her climax coming.  "Put
it in, please, I'm coming, I'm coming, put it in, NOOWWWWW".  The stranger
withdrew to immediately enter her most sensitive area.  Just then her cunt
muscles spasmed in climax.  "Yesyesyesyesyeesssss", she screamed.  The
unknown prick pumped for several strokes before unloading.  For a moment
the two lovers held still listening to the orgy around.  Then he gently
withdrew and whispered "Thank you" in her ear, accompanied by a small kiss
on her cheek.  Joann sat up.  Next to her a young woman was getting a
mouthful by a medium-sized red cock with her mouth leaking white come. 
Over a the mat she saw a row of four pricks working themselves obscenely
into four ready cunts, their red swollen lips engulfing the pumping rods.
Over the other side a thirtish looking woman was satisfying two men at the
same time, one in her mouth, the other in her pussy, standing up and bent
like a bridge between her partners.  Next to her a tangle of bodies were
moving rhythmical.  Joann had to look twice to discern what was going on.
When she discovered the puzzle she got curious.  A woman was sandwiched
between two men.  One was inside her cunt, the other in her brownie.  Joann
had only seen that in her videos, never believing to see something like
that in real live.  The woman was kneeling on man with his prick deep in
her cunt while the upper man pumped his small cock in and out of her back
hole.  "Unnggh, unnnggh, unnnggh, unnnggh", the woman groaned as the upper
man thrust himself into her.  Obviously it didn't hurt her, on the
contrary. Just then somebody bumped into her.  As she turned male hands
explored her body, groping at her firm breasts and moved down to her nice
pussy.  A well shaped man with a nicely developed shaft stood before her.
"I'm sorry, but would you mind to suck me off?  The last lady was so hungry
she came before me and left me high and dry." "With pleasure, Sir", Joann
replied.  "How about a sixty-nine?  I love the taste of nice cunts", the
man suggested.  Awkwardly Joann lay down on a mat - you have to get used to
moving without your arms - and let the boy adjust himself over her. 
Positioning his nice shaft over her face she could smell the particular
female fragrance combined male precum.  At the same time a hot breath
caressed her wide open clit an a moist soft tongue touched her protruding
clitoris.  "Mmmmmmh", she sighed.  Gratefully Joann opened her mouth and
touched the mushroom-shaped tip of the descending prick.  Immediately he
went down into her eager mouth and began to pump her, taking care to not
choke her.  Joann suck gently and was quickly rewarded by a quenched
"yeessss" and the first of a number of warm salty streams flowing down her
throat.  As he subsided he continued to lick and caress her lips and hole
for some time until Joann thanked him for his efforts.  Slowly he got up
and said, "I think I'm done for today." Several people were already leaving
the room, the men guided by Linda and Erik.

   After taking a shower Joann relaxed at the swimming pool.  She felt
wonderful.  Satisfied and rested she looked at a young couple doing it in
the pool, her two bodies clashing against each other accompanied by soft
purring sounds.  The ass cheeks of the male clenched erotically each time
her drove himself into his partner.  "Nice, isn't it," a pleasant voice
asked her.  Surprised she turned.  The well built man she just had
sixty-nined stood beside her.  He had curly brown hair, gray eyes and his
nicely shaped love tool had limp between his muscular legs.  "Sure is.  But
I see you are not that interested", Joann teased him.  "No, thank you.  I
had a nice encounter just minutes ago.  But..  I have the impression we met
before.  I couldn't see well that time, but I think I recognize your voice.
Can it be true?", he asked pleasantly.  Joann couldn't resist.  She raised
her hand, took his tool, drew him near, sniffed, sucked him briefly and
said:" I do think we met.  It certainly is nice to see you again."

   That settled it for the evening.

   Next morning the three lovers greeted each other with a knowing smile.
At noon they decided to have a 'dinner' together during which they closed
the door and feasted on each other.  It ended up with Beth being taken
doggie-style by Mike while eating out a softly moaning Joann.  Yet Joann
insisted on having her 'protein diet' of the day by sucking Mike's cum
directly out of Beth' cunt.

   The Dinner Later the week Joann was asked for dinner by Brian, the
gray-eyed exec for the Club.  He was very attentive throughout the dinner,
and Joann's reluctance melted under his gentlemanly courtesy.  When he
escorted her home in his red Italian sports car Joan leaned on his
shoulder, caressing his body and showing him in no uncertain terms her
ideas of the upcoming evening.  His apartment was a studio overlooking the
bay, well furnished in a good taste.

   He was the perfect lover.  The moment they entered his apartment he took
her in her arms, kissing her fiercely, exploring her mouth in a deep French
kiss.  Joan felt her juice run wild.  Pressing her crotch against his best
parts, she gyrated her body ever so slightly, drawing a deep moan from his
throat.  Excited by the obvious hardness in his pants she broke off the
kiss to work on his tie and shirt.  He almost tore his expensive jacket
apart as he struggled out of it.  Grinning she worked her lips down his
naked torso until she was on level with his bulge.  Smiling expectantly she
gingerly opened the zipper, reached inside and withdrew his throbbing
penis. Holding it gently in her gloved hand she lightly ran her lips along
the glistening shaft, following his thick veins with the tip of her tongue.
When she reached his balls she carefully took one after the other in her
mouth.  When she let him go a small droplet of precum had gathered on his
tip.  Delicately she licked it off before swallowing his stone hard member.
A small groan escaped his lips.  Inwardly smiling she quickly bobbed her
head up and down, sending shivers through his body.  Before it went to far
she let him go and reached down to remove her soaking panties under her
evening gown.  Meanwhile he discarded the rest of his pants and took her in
his arms.  "Are you crazy?" he murmured before he explored her mouth with
another deep kiss.  Her knees went weak as she felt his hardness against
her cunt, only separated by the thin cloth of her gown.  As if he felt that
she couldn't stand it any longer he turned her around, cautiously lifted
her dress, briefly caresses her blood-filled sopping cuntal lips before he
took his excited stiff prick and guided it easily into her waiting cunt. 
Joan almost collapsed on the chair she was leaning on as her fuck tube was
so wonderfully filled.  He fell into a steady rhythm, expertly entering her
from various angles so that no part of her vagina was untouched by his male
flesh.  Her groans became more and more guttural as her lust increased. 
Then she broke away from me, and whipped the dress off over her head. 
Naked except for sheer white thigh-high stockings, she lay back on his big
white couch and spread her legs apart.  He again entered her quickly and
deeply, and she gasped and closed her eyes.  He kissed her long and hard on
the mouth, and then raised myself up, to admire her body while they fucked.
Almost as soon as he was inside her, she began to moan and rock her hips,
taking him even more deeply into her.  His cock was big and hard in her
pussy.  She ran her hands greedily over Brian's back and his ass as he
moved in and out; he rose up slightly, to run his shaft up and down over
her swollen clit.  By the time I came, thrusting wildly in and out of her
gushing pussy, she had come two or three times, screaming quietly between
her wet lips, and digging her fingernails into Joann's ass.  When we were
both spent, Brian lowered himself softly down onto her, running my tongue
softly around her left nipple, and buried his face between her boobs.

   In the morning Brian woke up with a raging hard-on.  Joann was sleeping
on her side with her back towards him.  Half asleep he started to grind his
cock gently over her pussy.  After a minute she slowly humped back.  "Fuck
me" she murmured.  "Put it in".  She reached between her legs and pressed
his cock head between her pussy lips.  He thrust into her making her grunt.
Soon they were fucking hard, her pussy bathing his cock in juices.  They
came quickly, lying still and savoring each others intimate presence.  When
they parted they promised to see each other again.

   Gang-Bang One day the next week Mike strode into their office declaring:
"Ladies, I have big news.  We're all cleared to go to the big ECS fair in
Las Vegas next week.  You' l have to do the stall duty.  We're also allowed
to stay for two more days for vacation to compensate for the weekend.  What
are you saying?" "Great", Joann screamed, "simply fantastic ," added Beth.
That evening they went to the Club to celebrate the event.  In the now
familiar locker room Joann was so hot that she started to suck up Mike. 
Laughing he pushed her back.  "Thank you, my dear, but leave something for
later."

   The Club was well visited today.  On the stage a woman in the upper
twenties was riding a cock, adding excited moans to the general
conversations.  Joann looked around.  On the screen a bondage video was
running.  In a dungeon like room a bound and blindfolded female was fucked
and beaten at the same time.  That reminded her.....  "A penny for your
thoughts", a familiar voice asked.  Awaking she looked up.  Bill was
grinning into her face.  "Hi there.  Sorry to disturb you.  You look like
you wanna have a nice thorough gangbang at the cross." "Oh come on, Billy,
you naughty boy.  How can you think of that?  Hi, Joann, don't listen to
him", Wilma cried as she bend over to greet her with a kiss on the cheek.
"No, really, look at her", Bill insisted.  He came forward and softly
caressed her inner thighs and labia.  "See, completely wet.  You are
interested." Joann was spared for an answer by some heavy moaning coming
from an adjacent bar stool.  A naked girl with shapely legs was humping
happily on a man sitting on a bar stool with her back to him.  All
bystanders could see the stiff prick disappear in her jet black pussy. 
"Now, how about it?", Bill resumed the conversation.  "Well...maybe...maybe
I give it a try.  But you will be there all the time and take care of me?",
Joann wanted some assurance.  "Sure," Bill consoled her," if I also may
take care of you as the first?" "Ouh, Joann, you'll love it", Wilma
assisted." Last time I did it I could hardly walk, I had so many orgasms."
Both accompanied Joann to the alcove where the cross stood.  They closed
the handcuffs on her wrists and lifted her legs up to her hands where they
were equally secured.  Now Joann was hanging helpless on the wall, her nice
face framed by her hands and legs.  Her pelvis was pushed forward with her
pussy was wide open and in the right position to be fucked.  Joann felt
like being trapped in a virtual world.  Images of her video danced before
her eyes, her whole being centered in her exposed cunt.  Astonishingly her
wrists and legs did not hurt; she was too aroused for that.  Already
several curious bystanders had gathered, some rubbing their cocks to
attention to participate in this rare event.  Wilma and Bill stood close
by. "Me first", Wilma decreed.  She knelt down and licked up and down
Joann's dripping slit.  "Ouh, she's more than ready", she declared to make
room for her husband.  Bill needed no encouragement.  Positioning himself
in front of the expectant girl, he aimed his long, stiff cock and pressed
it against the wet, slippery entrance to her vagina.  Joann was so aroused
that he didn't meet any resistance.  ""Ohhhh ...  ohhhhh ...  ohhhhh ...."
Joann gasped with each inward thrust.  It felt so good.  Bill came quickly
and made room for the next eager cock.  After five men Joann simply lost
count.  Her hole was swimming in sperm, wide open and ready for any size.
Word had spread quickly that there was a eager young woman doing the cross,
and members came from all over the club to participate and watch.  Bill saw
to it that there was no jostling and pushing of oversexed men.  Joann only
opened her eyes as something warm and soft licked her cunthole.  What was
that?  A dark-haired woman obviously overcome with lust was kneeling in
between her spread thighs and licking off the spent white drops oozing out
of her open hole.  Joann could see the red tongue caressing her protruding
cunt lips and the white cream disappearing in the eager mouth.  The sight
was too much.  "AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH YYYYYEEEEEEEEEESSSS".  Bucking and
wriggling her body her climaxing cunt squeezed out the last white drops
while the cream-hungry woman further drove her on by sucking gently on her
moist love bud.  As Joann hang limply from the cuffs another hard cock
entered her wide cunt and began his work.  And another .  And another. 
Joann's cunt quickly recovered and shortly another orgasm shook her, not as
powerful as the first one, but satisfying enough.  "Ok, ok, let me down",
Joann whimpered.  "Sorry, folks, that's enough.  The lady is satisfied for
now, there's another day," Bill apologized to the disappointed crowd.  Then
he and Wilma helped Joann on the ground.  She could hardly walk.  "Didn't I
tell you?  Isn't it a great feeling?", Wilma giggled.  Both helped the
spent Joann lie down in the group room where several of the waiting men
satisfied their desires with some other woman.  Several offers were made to
her, but she declined them all.  Later she just took a shower and left for
home.

   Vegas A few days later Beth, Joann and Mike boarded a 767 for Vegas. 
Joann was excited to see the casinos and maybe a day off.  The plane was
full so no hanky-panky was possible even though Joann had an itch to do the
nasty.  However, when they were picked up by a stretch limousine provided
by the congress, Mike unzipped his fly in the privacy of the car, took two
matches in his hand, and said: "the shorter match will give me a blowjob,
the longer a nice kiss." With an excited whoop Joann got the more
interesting part.  She immediately dived down to fish out the already rigid
toll of Mike and began a thorough cleansing job, starting with the shiny
tip and slowly licking her way down the pulsating shaft to the base.  Beth
for her part deeply reamed out the expectant mouth of Mike with her hot
tongue, adding to his arousal.  His lower body began to jerk and soon he
shot his load into the waiting mouth of his partner.  "Wow, you certainly
were desperate", observed Joann as she licked her lips.  "Come on, honey,
our turn", Beth decided.  They both sat down on both sides of Mike, lifted
their tight shirts, spread their wings and pushed aside their panties. 
Mike just reached down and expertly masturbated their moist clits to a
rapid climax.  As Joann lost control and started to scream, Mike quickly
squashed the noise with a deep French kiss.  "You'll ruin our rep", he
laughed.  As the limo drove up to the Excalibur, Joann couldn't believe her
eyes.  This splendor!  The lights!  The exciting noises!  She couldn't
believe she was here.  After the first class check-in she inspected her
room.  Unbelievable.  A suite of two rooms, a good view over the city and a
king-size bed.  Excitedly she picked up the phone and asked for a
connection with Mike.  "How do you like it", his first question was.  "Oh,
I don't believe my eyes.  It's gorgeous.  It's fantastic.  The view, and
the room.  Wanna come over and try the bed?", she asked coyly.  "Later, my
dear, first the work.  We'll meet at the reception in 30 minutes."

   In the congress center the preparations for the booth were running
smoothly.  Mike declared himself satisfied and went on to meet business
friends.  "Why don't you go back to the hotel and have some fun.  Meet you
at six for some dinner", he benevolently told his playmates.

   Together Beth and Joann discovered the hotel.  Joann admired the huge
hall full of gambling tables and the ringing rows of machines."Hope you
brought some money along.  Mike's a great gambler, he'll show you how to
play."

   Before meeting Mike they both changed into some casual wear to greet
their boss properly.  "Hi, ladies, all set for the evening?  How about some
food first, and then some fun." "Sounds both pretty good to us", Beth
replied for both of them.

   After a splendid dinner in one of the luxurious restaurants Joann said
merrily: "Now for the fun part.  What shall we test first: the bed or the
machines?" " How do you vote?", Mike asked.  "Bed first", Joann blushed, "I
need it."
"Beginner's choice", decided Mike.  "Fine with me", echoed Beth.  All

three got up to Joann's room.  For starters both eager women slowly
undressed Mike until he was stark naked.  They took care not to arouse him
unduly by touch or talk, yet the anticipation of the forthcoming seduction
had made him rock-hard.  As he was lying lazy in Joann's bed, slowly
stroking his pleasure tool his two lusty companions performed an expert
strip before him, gyrating now, bending then and helping each other slowly
out of their clothes.  "If you don't speed up, all will be spoilt before
time", moaned an oversexed Mike.  "Don't you dare", purred an almost naked
Beth, bending forward to display her deep cleft between her wiggling boobs.
Just then Joann bent forward like an experienced stripper and slowly
removed her panties, displaying her shapely pussy with her pink slit to the
prying eyes of Mike.  Even though he already knew these private parts
intimately, it never failed to arouse him.  "Yess, baby, show it to me, you
got such a wonderful pussy!" As Joann continued to turn and hide her jewels
seductively before his eyes, Beth also wriggled out of the last garment,
proudly displaying her blond pussy and round tits.  With swinging hips they
marched onto Mike.  "Come on, girls, I can't hardly wait.", groaned Mike.
"You will wait", stated Beth.  Kneeling down she started to caress his
outstretched cock with her stiff nipples, moving infuriatingly slowly up
and down the backside of the rod.  Not wanting to be found lacking in
attention, Joann moved up to Mike's breast and began to caress and lovingly
scratch his excited skin.  "Hell, that's pure torture.  You wanna kill
meee?", lamented Mike.  "Yesss", purred Beth with a throaty voice, "we
wanna kill you".  With these words she flipped a tongue over his exposed
red helmet, giving him a feeling like an electric shock.  He almost
jackknifed out of the bed.  And again she slapped him with her tongue.  And
again.  Now Joann couldn't resist any more.  Straddling him she gave him
one breast to caress for erect nipple.  Eagerly Mike grasped the proffered
part and began to suck like a newborn baby while Beth continued to give her
loving care to his most tender part.  "Mmmmmhhh, that's good", moaned
Joann, "go onnn!".  As her pressure grew, Joann moved forward to relieve
the tension mounting between her legs.  Obediently Mike started to lap on
her odorous cavern, sucking on her dripping hole and protruding clitoris.
Encouraged by her mounting cries, Beth also straddled Mike and inserted his
excited rod into her hungry fuck channel.  He slid into her like a greased
lightning.  "Turn around, love, I wanna see your tits", Beth moaned. 
Enthusiastically Joann turned to face Beth.  Down below her Mike continued
to clean out her love hole of her unending love juices, wailing in ecstasy
as Beth expertly manipulated his rod with her vaginal muscles.  As Joann
happily grounded her bottom into the immobilized face of Mike, Beth leaned
forward to caress Joann's sensitive nipple without slackening her fuck
pace. "Oh Goooooddd, ooohhh mmmmyyyyyy gggoooodddd!", whimpered Joann,
"that's sooo ggoooddd!  Yess, yess, YYYEEEEESSSSSSSSSS".  With these words
she fell forward into the arms of Beth, whispering: "Sorry, I couldn't hold
back." "Don't worry, dear", Beth said as she gently let her drop into the
pillows.  The she resumed her ride on that marvelous cock with a vengeance,
quickly driving him and her over the brink.

   After five minutes Mike was able to lift his head: "You girls are
crazy", he said tired.  "Fucking crazy".  "We made it, didn't we?", giggled
Beth.  "Ouh, that was a climax", whispered Joann, "I'm drained".  "Ok",
ordered Beth, "up, you lazy fuckers.  Joann wants to gamble, and I wanna
have some more fun." " More fun?", Mike inquired, "more fun?" "Sure, for
dessert", Beth cried and dragged her two lovers up.

   The debt After three hours Mike and Beth were tired.  "Have to get up
early, see you", Mike yawned.  So far he had modestly lost while Joann had
the beginners luck.  Her small start-up capital had increased tenfold, and
she turned more and more daring.  "Join you", said Beth.  "And remember,
the company is only vouching for up to 20 G!", Mike cautioned Joann.  But
she was hardly listening and concentrating on the numbers instead.

   Her luck went up and down, changing constantly and she had to draw
repeatedly on her credit.  Suddenly the table manager approached her. 
"Excuse me, but could you please join me for a moment?", he mumbled in her
ear.  Confused, she looked up.  "Something's wrong with my credit?  There's
a guarantee by Aces, my company." "Just a formality, please come along",
the manager asked her politely.  Bewildered she got up and followed him
through an unassuming door to a cubicle where a big, slightly dangerous
looking man was sitting.

   "Please have a seat, Mrs.  Clintson." "What's the matter?  I haven't
done anything wrong!", a frightened Joann was crying.  "Don't worry, Mrs.
Clintson, nothing to worry.  Actually, we have to apologize.  Due to an
oversight of our manager you have extended your credit limit by twenty
thousand Dollars.  I would just like to adjust your credit line.  When will
you be able to repay the debt?", the man inquired politely.  "What?  I
don't have that much money in the world!  How can you expect me to pay for
that?  It's all your fault, you should have warned me in time!" "How true",
the man replied sadly.  "However, the debt stays, and I would like to
direct your attention to our regulations available at the reception whereby
the hotel is indemnified against overspending the credit limit.  I have to
inform you that in cases of insolvency the employer is to be notified and
further legal action is considered." "Oh God, what can I do", a frightened
Joann cried.  Back to job-hunting, running away from credit sharks came up
in her inner eye.  "You have to help me!" 'That was easy', the hotel thug.
"Well, 'd love to, but regulations are somewhat difficult.  Now do I
understand correctly that you are unable to come up for your debts?" "I
don't have this amount of money, I told you", a desperate Joann was cried.
Tears started in her eyes.  "I'm sorry to hear that, ma'am, I fear I have
to call the police." "Pleeeaase...isn't there anything I can do", a
desperate Joann begged.  "Hardly", the man waffled, "unless....".  "Unless
what?.  Please give me a break", Joann wailed.  "You know", the man said
with feigned reluctance," I could arrange something with some
friends...They have a nice club nearby...it might just take you a night to
get off your debt." "Is it drug smuggling?  I'm not into that, forget it",
Joann was firm on it.  She had high-school friends who served for being
foolish.  A blown check was a different league.  "No way", the man
reassured her," it's rather doing some servicing at a bar...for a night or
so..." "What do you mean?", Joann asked suspiciously.  "I'm not a hooker!",
she added indignantly.  "Nothing on that, rather some anonymous sex, where
you can rapidly pay back your amount", he assured her.  "Anonymous sex? 
What do you mean", Joann asked unconvinced.  "That friend of mine is having
a rather famous yet inconspicuous restaurant in this town where well paying
customers can get their bodily appetites satisfied", he ended ominously,
eyeing her sharply.  "He's paying you very well; I'm sure you won't have to
stay there for too long before your debts are all paid For.  You may even
get something out of it", he added helpfully.  "And what would I have to
do?", Joann asked.  "Not much.  You see, there are roomy tables under which
somebody can hide and sexually satisfy the guests off while they are having
dinner.  Two or three services and you should be home-free.  Nice and
clean. Nobody will see you, nobody will come after you." Joann was shocked.
She imagined herself crouching under a table and working strangers.  What
if somebody would see her.  But the idea started to appeal to her. 
Anonymous sex.  After all she had done in the club that was something new
and exciting.  Nobody would know.  Or would it?  "Nobody will know where
you have been or what you have done, I assure you", the man said.  Her face
had betrayed her thoughts to this experienced salesman.  "Ok", she said
reluctantly," what should I do".  The thug stood up.  "You made a good
decision.  Will you please follow me?" He left the cubicle and went to a
side door leading outside.  A battered van with tinted windows was waiting.
The man opened the door for Joann and waited until she had gotten in before
joining her.  'What's this?  Foreplay to a rape?', Joann thought.  The
thought frightened her.  'What's this.  Rape on video was turning me on,
and now I have cold feet.' The drive didn't take long.  When she got out,
she found herself in the backyard of a concrete house.  The man knocked on
a nondescript door and a moment later a fat lady opened.  "New stuff", she
asked in a rasping voice.  "Her name's Joann, twenty thousand", the man
said curtly and shoved Joann into the house.  The door closed behind Joann,
leaving the man outside.  "Right, my dear, don't worry.  One or two nights,
and your all yours again.  Now, here's the dressing room.  Get a locker and
get naked.  There's a fair, and lotsa people are expected.  Now be a good
girl and move." In the room about ten girls were sitting, all stark naked.
Most looked like amateurs.  With frightened eyes and covering themselves.
Some were openly displaying their virtues and checking the newcomer.  One
strong woman with colored red hair and big tits took the initiative: "Hi,
what's your name?" "Joann", Joann answered in a timid voice.  "Ok, Joann,
there's a locker for you, show has already started, so you better get
organized." Just then the fat lady opened the door and said, "Mary-Ann,
table 14".  A well build woman of 30 years with black hair got up and went
over to the madam.  Joann started to strip self-consciously.  As she was
naked, she turned.  Big tits gave an appreciating whistle.  "Pity the
customers don't see you; you'd be a hit." Joann ignored the remark and sat
down, covering herself.  In quick succession the girls were called up. 
Shortly afterwards Joann was called out by the madam.  She entered a room
with a low ceiling and ladders leading up to trap door.  Each door had a
number on it.  "Ok, for you it's 12.  You get up, close the door behind
you. For you there are 6 customers.  They've ordered blowjobs, each will
get you 200 bucks.  You have to take their come into your mouth; either you
swallow it or you spit it into a small can up there.  When you're through
you come down again.  You've know what a blowjob is, do you?" " Yes,
ma'am", Joann answered subdued.  "Good for you.  Now get up and earn your
money." Joann didn't have time to think about the coarse language and
obeyed immediately.  ' Got to get through this quickly', she thought.  When
Joann climbed through the trap door she found herself under a round table
where she could hardly move.  Six pairs of pants were looking at her, lit
by a dim lamp under the table.  The table cloth was tailored to make the
action under the table invisible for the outside.  Crouching on the
polished floor she noiselessly closed the door.  "Where's the bitch, I'm
horny as hell", she heard a man.  The other men gave a coarse laugh. 
Suddenly Joann panicked.  Crouching under the table, completely naked, she
felt as if everybody could see her.  She was open to everybody's scrutiny,
she felt as if undiscovered eyes were pushing away her defenses, looking
into every secret she ever had.  With an effort she pushed down the panic.
Timidly she reached over to the man in front of her and opened his fly. 
"Wow, I can feel something", the man laughed.  Shutting her ears to their
cat-calls Joann knelt before the anonymous pants and fished out the limp
prick of her customer.  In the dim light it looked like a pink worm against
the dark pants.  Gingerly she took it into her hand and, holding her
breath, put it into her mouth.  Slowly she swirled her tongue around it,
pried open its tip and caressed the hard bulb below the sensitive skin. 
Slowly it grew under her administrations, pushed away the foreskin and
filled her whole mouth.  Gradually she increased the rate of her strokes
until she felt the bulb expand in size and the warm cum flooded her mouth.
She continued pumping until he was drained.  Carefully she put it back and
turned to spit the white fluid into a small can near the door.  Then she
moved on to the next.  He already had a raging hard one due to the graphic
descriptions his predecessor.  After only a few strokes his come filled
Joann's mouth.  To speed up her service she started unzipping the next
pants as she was working on number four.  Her expert service trained by the
long hours with Mike and Beth always showed quick results.  After her third
customer she just swallowed the salty fluids to save time.

   Yet the male odors and the taste of the male cum gradually heated up
Joann.  After the fourth customer she slipped her hand down to feel her
sex. To her great surprise it was hot and drenched with her love potion. 
'This degrading procedure is turning me on!' she thought bewildered.  As
she serviced the last man she slowly caressed her heated parts.  However,
she could not find any release for the man she was working on came quickly
in three short spurts.  Gratefully she zipped him up, opened the hatch and
climbed down without bothering to spit it out.  Almost stumbling down the
ladder she went back to the locker room where she rinsed her mouth
thoroughly.  Business was picking up.  The room was almost deserted as she
looked around.  Just then the Madam was looking through the door.  "Hey,
you, table 22, move!  Table of four!" And on it went.  Under the third
table Joann managed to have an unobserved climax, almost biting off the
stiff rod as her fingers relieved her of the pent-up tension.  After an
hour Joann lost count.  She encountered all sorts of pricks, small, black,
tiny Asian, huge Caucasian, all sizes and colors.  Some were ready to blow
as soon as she touched them, others needed a lot of encouragement before
they relieved their load into her willing gorge.  On one table she had to
service a couple looking for some extraordinary excitement.  The woman was
thrilled by the outlook, having already discarded her pants and displaying
the largest cunt Joann had ever seen.  Framed by black hair she could
hardly cover it with her mouth.  The female fragrances almost overwhelmed
her, yet she kept licking and sucking the huge clit until she felt the
pelvic muscles spasm in climatic relieve.  Quickly also satisfying her
companion she left the cavern.  Only one table captured her prolonged
attention.  Six men, obviously businessmen from LA, bet a bottle of
Champagne that they could hide their climax before their buddies.  Feeling
sweet revenge she used all the techniques learned on the job to postpone
orgasm to let them squirm and suffer.  Those who were boasting most had to
endure the longest.  Especially on man, with a big bent prick, almost
noisily begged to be relieved as Joann slowly ran her tongue up and down
his pulsating shaft, barely touching his sensitive tip with her moist
teaser while she slowly massaged the upper part with her thumb and finger.
Unable to conceal his urge he writhed on his chair, while the other were
killing themselves with laughter.  As she finally allowed him to spill his
goods he slumped on his chair, completely drained of any power.  "Hey,
baby, wanna marry me?", Joann heard as she left through the hatch.

   As she returned to the room business had slacked.  Five girls were
sitting in the locker room, naked and with dried sperm on their faces and
breasts.  Joann had just settled down as the Madam burst through the door
and came up directly to Joann.  "Hey, Joann, you certainly made an
impression.  Everybody was commenting on your technique.  Now, your debt
has come down to five grand.  You wanna work it off now or come back
tomorrow.  I might even offer you a permanent here." " No, thanks, I just
wanna get over it," Joann replied.  " How many to 'til the end?" she
inquired.  "Well, there's a chance to work it off in one batch", the madam
said in feigned reluctance.  "Involves some sex", she added.  "Now what do
I have to do?", Joann asked, looking forward to get out of this rat hole.
"We've got a special room.  Under the table is room for one girl keeling
down.  It's shaped so that two men can have a go from front and end.  How
about it", she ended her coarse description.  Joann resisted, "I don't
know. How about protection?", she stalled.  "The one from behind has a
rubber, if that's what you asked.  Now, there ain't much time.  Take it or
leave it." "And my debt is finished?", Joann asked.  "Sure is, you have my
word", the madam pushed.  "Okay, I'll do it", Joann subsided.  "Excellent",
the woman crowed.  She lead the reluctant girl to a separate ladder.  "Up
here, through the trap door and lay down on your belly.  Don't worry", she
added as she saw the frightened eyes.  "It's over in ten minutes.  They
don't last long", she said ominously.  Slowly Joann climbed up the ladder.
As she opened the door she saw a very small room with holes on every of the
four sides and something of a leather padded bench in the middle.  Dim
light came through the holes.  As she climbed forward she realized the
function of the holes.  As her head bumped against the front wall the
opening just showed her mouth while her breasts were accessible from the
other two sides.  Her belly rested on the padded bench which felt cool on
her heated skin.  Just then she felt somebody push up her legs.  They came
to rest in an alcove of the table, making her kneel in this tiny dungeon
with her back pushed out and touching the back side of the box..  With a
soft 'blob' the door was shut.  'I'm trapped in here.  I'm TRAPPED!  What
are they going to do?" Just then she felt a cool breeze brush her exposed
cunt lips.  The back hole!  'Oh God, what will they do?' Panic was near. 
Just then she heard a deep southern drawl.  "Dinner is ready".  Joann heard
three people enter the room.  "Today we have a special offer.  Young and
sexy.  Come feel these tits.  And the cunt - wet and eager!" An unseen hand
felt her left breast, sampled her firmness, pinched her nipple.  At the
same time another hand caressed her exposed cunt, sliding a finger along
her slit, down from the clit to her hole.  "Tight as a virgin.  Have to
open her up", a deep bass growled.  "Perhaps she is one", the southerner
laughed.  "Adds to the price", he joked.  Joann felt deeply humiliated as
she was treated like a piece of flesh on a slave market.  Yet the probing
fingers had a welcoming effect on her.  Anonymous sex at its extreme.  Even
more than in the special room in the club.  "What a bitch!  She's getting
wet!", the bass rumbled astonished.  "Okay, folks, Ah leave y'all alone. 
Just remember: fucking only with a rubber, and no S&M".  Joann heard the
door shut, leaving her alone as a toy for the male fantasies.  "Okay, Rock,
ready to rumble.  Which hole first?", the man standing at her head said
with a surprisingly high baritone.  "Just as you are.  Let's take her to
heaven," the bass laughed.  The groping hands disappeared, to be replaced a
moment later by a thick rigid penis forcing himself between her lips. 
Instinctively Joann closed her lips around the shaft and began to suck
gently.  "Wow, she sucks like a pro", the baritone exclaimed.  "Hey ,what
are you looking for?", he asked.  "Checking one", the bass mumbled as Joann
felt his finger open her labia and inspect her female opening.  Slowly he
inserted first one, then another finger, stimulating her cunt walls.  "Hot
and ready", he proclaimed.  "Here I come", she heard him rumble.  At the
same moment she felt a warm tip brush along her slit, searching for the
entrance.  As soon as he had found it he started to push roughly. 
"MMMMMMMMMMmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmhhhhhhhhhh", Joann mumbled with her mouth full of
cockmeat.  Her slippery hole took the full length of the anonymous cock
with the first shove.  The her body started to rock back and forth under
his persistent thrusts as much as the small coffin allowed her.  His buddy
in her mouth started to synchronize so she was pierced by the two eager
shafts at the same time.  Their grunts grew in volume as they started to
near their climax.  The penis seemed to expand in her mouth as he prepared
for spilling his goodies: "YYYYYYYEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAASSsssss", a tortured
moan came between clenched teeth as warm salty cum sprayed Joann's mouth
while she continued to be pounded by the unrelenting cock in her back hole.
"Can't keep it for yourself, eh?", the bass asked ironically.  "You should
try for yourself.  She's got a tongue like an angel.  Never had something
like that." "Good idea", the bass agreed.  Joann felt him withdraw from her
ready cunt.  A few moments later a new cock smelling of rubber and her own
sex forced his way into her mouth.  'Ok, at least they're really using
rubbers', Joann thought as she worked on the second of her guests.  Her
magic seemed to work again.  After only a few seconds she heard the bass
grumbled: "OOOGOOOOOddddd", and unloaded.  'Well, I really have my share of
cum for today', Joann thought as she started to consume this last drink of
male juice.  'Hope it ends now'.
Almost.  As the bass retreated the baritone said: "I think I have one
for the road, waddaya think".  "Be my guest, we still got some time", the
bass agreed as Joann heard the man walk around the table to her back side.
'Oh no, I wanna stop', the helpless girl thought as a half-rigid cock found
his way into her.  "Come on, girl, have some fun with Billy boy", the bass

laughed as the unseen cock started to have his way with her body.  'Let's
get over with it', Joann thought and squeezed the intruder with her trained
cunt muscles to urge him on.  "Wow, that bitch really knows how to work a
man", the baritone moaned as he jabbed her with his member.  "She'd
better", the other man observed as he played with her uncovered tits.  The
rough treatment of her two sensitive centers had a pleasant effect on
Joann. Silently she started to work herself towards an orgasm which she
could not hide.  "Hey, Billy, you really made her come", bass said as a
soft and fleeting moan escaped the table.  "Rriigght", Billy boy said
behind clenched teeth as he came a second time, urged on by the cunt
tightened by the climax.

   Mercifully the southerner burst into the room as they discussed a second
helping.  "Sorry folks, time's over.  Ah hope you' all enjoyed it", he said
as he ushered them out.  Just in time the trap door opened under Joann's
knees.  Groggy and stiff she climbed down the ladder and was received by
the madam.  "They really had their fun", she said as she observed the
cum-covered face of the brunette girl.  "Well, anyway, you made it.  I'll
give you the IOY after you have cleaned yourself.  We run a honest business
over her." 'Honest business!', Joann thought as she stood under a miserable
shower with a small stream of lukewarm water cleaning her up.  'Never
again', she thought.  On her way out the madam waited for her.  "Here's
your confirmation.  A taxi's waiting outside.  By the way, if you ever
wanna make some extra, just knock.  You were a real success.  No kidding.
Come back", she added before she closed the door.  'See you when the next
glacier comes around', Joann thought as she entered the car.

   In the hotel she first took a decent hot shower to clean herself off. 
Before falling into the bed she looked on the watch.  Five o'clock.  Oh
God, only two hours sleep.

   It seemed to her that she had barely closed her eyes when the alarm
rang. Hurried she got up and allowed herself a chilling shower to give her
body the signal to wake up.  Then she added an extra layer of make-up to
cover her tiredness.

   At the stall Mike was deceived: "You look gorgeous.  You sure had a
great evening, right?" Beth couldn't be betrayed so easily: "Ouh, you look
terrible.  What did you do?".  Joann gave a evasive answer.  Yet she
managed to stay up for the day.  It was pure stress and in the evening she
was ready to drop dead when Mike came up with a new suggestion: "Hey,
girls, I met some old friends of mine, and we agreed to have some fun in
the Casino tonight.  You come with us?" Beth agreed to join, but Beth
declined.  She simply had to have some sleep.  Mike was slightly
disappointed but couldn't move her.

   A little poker Joann was fast asleep when the phone rang in the middle
of the night.  Confused she looked at the blinking numbers.  1:34.  What's
the matter?  "Hey, sleeping beauty, had some nice dreams?", she heard the
gay voice of Mike coming out of the speaker.  Damn him!  "What's on? 
You're never tired, are you?", she mumbled with a sleepy voice.  "We're
here down at the bar and thought we're gonna have a nice private poker game
in my room.  Beth's her, and Brian and Bruce and Maggie, good old friends.
Come on, be a sport..." He was interrupted by Beth shouting into the phone:
"Hey Joann, come down, we're having a great time, and we're in Vegas only
for two more days.  Come on, let's have some more fun.  Come on!" "Okay,
okay, you have me convinced.  Give me five".  "Great", Mike shouted, "in
five minutes in my room.  Come as you are." And he hung up.  'As I am?',
Joann thought as she looked down her nude body.  'Another of these
nights?'. Casually she stepped into her panties and bra, put on a tight
denim dress and a sweater.  'Got to take what they get.' As she knocked on
the door she heard load laughter and female giggling.  'That's gonna be
another long night,' she thought.  Mike opened, fully clothed (Joann had
half expected to be stark naked already), grinning like a maniac and crying
" The Goddess is coming".  As Joann entered everybody was looking at her
expectantly.  Mike did the honors.  Bruce was a slim, athletic looking guy,
brown eyes and a pleasant voice, while Brian was slender, even meager with
a lot of freckles and a thick mob of red hair.  Maggie was a nice redhead
with short cropped hair and the charisma of a country girl.  All three
seemed to be good company.  "We thought of having a game of poker, a bit
modified", Beth told her with a twinkle in her eyes.  "You know poker?"
Joann had played poker with her grand dad as a kid, for sweets.  But she
had heard enough of a special more sex-oriented version of the game to be
prepared for the obvious.  "Sure, but what's the specialty?" she asked
innocent.  "Well you know, every time we loose there's a piece of clothing
to be lost.  And of course, in the end the loser has to do something the
group has decided before." Beth obviously had the task to break her in. 
Joann eyed the newcomers.  Maggie had blushed, she really seemed to be a
novice.  "Maggie is a bit shy.  She's never played that game before, but
she wants to learn it.  Right, Maggie?" Bruce said benevolently.  "Yes"
Maggie answered with a timid voice.  "Well, seems I'm trapped.  So let's go
on" Joann decided.  The men cheered and set the table.  The six players sat
in pairs while Mike took the role of Master of Ceremonies.  "Okay, each
garment counts, socks, garters, everything counts as one piece.  Other than
that, usual rules apply" Mike declared.

   Joann was lucky not to lose any of her garments for the first five
games. Bruce and Maggie lost heavily, and were reduced to their underwear.
Maggie revealed some small tits covered under a modest bra.  The men were
giving her some lecherous looks but didn't comment.  Then Beth lost two
times in a row.  But instead of going for the more acceptable parts she
quickly discarded her tight shirt and panties, proudly and without any
inhibition displaying her trimmed brown hair and shapely legs.  Everybody
except Mike gasped.  Especially Maggie couldn't believe her eyes.  As Beth
sat down the eyes of the men were fastened on her crotch as if they expect
a magic jack-in-the-box appear before their eyes.  "Anything wrong with my
tummy" Beth asked innocently as she looked around.  Mike grinned broadly as
the other quickly looked away.  Joann almost choked of suppressed laughter.
In the next round Joann tried to bluff Mike with a pair of fives and lost.
Grinning she reached down an threw her panties on the table.  "That's
enough for now?" she asked.  "More than enough" Bruce breathed as Brian
held his breath.  The two were sufficiently distracted for the next few
games to loose their shirts.  They showed some well built bodies obviously
shaped by vigorous workouts.  Joann started to look forward to the evening.
'Probably better than the table fucks' she thought.  As the next round went
to her she unsnapped her bra under the bulky sweater and removed it. 
"Guess we'll have to wait some time" Mike remarked brightly.  Then he got a
streak of bad luck and got down to just his pants.  Meanwhile Joann was
doing a nice Sharon Stone crossing of her legs until Brian told her that
either she'd loose her shirt or he'd loose it completely.  To give him a
small consolation she let her skirt ride up her legs as she removed her
socks and allowed him a first glance on her furry bush and her pink, damp
pussy lips as she slightly opened her legs.  Then she quickly and
mischievously rearranged her skirt and hid the exceptional view.  Bruce and
Brian almost jumped out of their remaining clothes while Maggie was
obviously loosing her inhibitions.  When she lost in the next round she got
rid of her panties and displayed self-conscious her reddish fur before she
sat down only covered by her small bra.  The best parts of the male members
of the circle were by now fully erect and peeking out of their shorts. 
Beth couldn't resist.  She moistened the tip of her forefinger and gently
touched the red triangle below the tip of Mike's cock.  He jumped up as if
he were sitting in a hot seat and gasped "ARE YOU CRAZY?" Everybody laughed
out load at his desperation.  "Well, I don't care about the rules, I can't
stand it anymore.  Let's start the real game" Brian proposed.  "Next winner
will be eaten out by the first one of the opposite sex who passed up.  OK?"
The idea was generally accepted.  Next game was very concentrated.  Joann
got a pair of nines and was lucky to draw two more.  In the end she had the
best cards around.  Bruce, who had to give up first with a miserable pair
of threes got up and said expectantly "Well?" As an answer Joann pushed
back her chair, hiked up her shirt and spread her slender wings for
everybody's pleasure.  Bruce immediately got down to her knees and started
to work on her dripping slit with a vengeance.  His tongue danced around
her protruding clit, sometimes licking, sometime entering her open
femininity.  Joann was already highly excited by the erotic atmosphere and
came quickly.  As she again opened her eyes she saw 5 pairs of eyes on her
body.  Already some action was going on: Brian had grabbed Beth' hand and
enticed her to slowly massage his stiff cock while Mike was working on his
own.  He proposed "Shell we go on or just pair off on the bed?" All quickly
agreed to stop fooling around and start the real stuff.  Mike took out 3
pair of matching card of red and black to let everybody draw.  It turned
out to be a shared benefit: the experienced Mike turned to the slightly
ashamed Maggie, Joann and Bruce were pairing off while Brian started to
work on Beth' erect nipples.  Mike started push Maggie gently onto the bed.
There he gently opened her slender legs and licked the inside of her right
leg, slowly working his way up to her red pussy.  As he reached it he
delicately parted her blood filled moist inner lips and began to tickle her
inner tube with the tip of his tongue before gently sucking on her small
clit.  By now Maggie was groaning loudly and thrusting her hips into his
face.  Next to Maggie Joann was writhing on the bed.  Bruce expertly worked
on her slit, alternatively sucking and fucking her dripping hole with his
tongue.  Both women were groaning audibly and begging for more.  Bruce then
slowly moved up Joann' body to her sensual breasts and began to delicately
suck on them while her slowly inserted his pulsating cock into her waiting
vagina.  These double stimulation aroused Joann almost to the point of no
return yet she held it back to enjoy the feeling.  As he was finally fully
immersed in her body she let go and almost squeezed him out with her
contractions as she climaxed violently.  Exhausted she lay still as she
felt Brian's stiff prick slowly and gently moving in her sensitive channel.
Next to her Maggie was slowly working up to her orgasm.  Mike had removed
her bra and rested her legs on his shoulders, enhancing his penetration and
giving any observer an unrestricted view of his prick plowing deeply into
his partner's groove.

   Beth and Brian had chosen another position.  Beth was lying sideways on
the table, her legs opened to allow Brian unrestricted control of her cunt
as he rhythmically caressed her clit.  Brian for his part was well
serviced. He was standing next to the table, rocking his hips back and
forth as he used Beth' mouth as a surrogate cunt.  Both were not uttering a
sound as they were enjoying each others stimulation.  As the other four
were coming back from their post-climatic glow they savored the erotic
tableau.  Finally Joann got up and said "Let me help." She went to the
table, sat down between Brian's legs and started to caress his balls with
her tongue.  As she touched the sensitive spot between his balls and rear
hole Brian couldn't hold back any longer.  "Dammmiiiiittttt" he roared and
planted his seed with short jabs into the willing mouth of Beth.  Everybody
could see her swallow repeatedly.  When he reclined his gleaming prick out
of Beth' mouth she licked her lips and said "And what about me?" Obediently
Brian got down to his knees, turned her for easy access, lifted her knees
up to his shoulders and brought her to a rapid climax.

   Then Joann skipped out.  "I'm dead, I have to go to survive tomorrow. 
Sorry, guys, but there will be another day." With these words she slipped
out of the bed and dressed.  Brian and Bruce muttered some protests, but
Joann gave everybody a kiss and said lightly "There'll be another day."
Back in her home she fell unto a deep dreamless sleep which the alarm had
trouble to disturb.

   Next morning saw her with even deeper rings around her eyes than the
previous day.  Joann had to spend more than half an hour to perfect her
makeup.

   At the booth she was somewhat relieved to see that everybody was worn
out and tired.  Interestingly several of the customers also couldn't
suppress yawns and occasional lack of concentration.  'Las Vegas surely has
a strange effect of everybody' she thought .

   As the evening came Mike gathered all members to a short farewell
meeting.  He thanked all for their efforts and wished them a good evening
in the casinos.

   Joann just declined any offer for a joined evening- She felt as if she
hadn't slept in ages and just dreamt of a bed.  Mike was very
understanding. "Tell you what.  Tomorrow we'll get a four-by-four and go
out to the desert for a nice easy day in the sun.  But not before ten.  So
get a good night of rest.  OK?"

   The rape

   Next morning saw Beth fresh and awake looking forward to an enjoyable
day.  'Two days in Vegas!' she thought exited.  At the breakfast buffet she
met her two companions.  "You look great" a bright-eyed Beth told her.  "I
am, how about you?" Joann retorted.  "Mike an I had a workout this night.
Just great, helped for good dreams and takes out the wrinkles" giggled
Joann.  "Mike wants to take us to a nice place near Lake Powell today" Beth
whispered in her ears as they sat down at the table.  "I told me yesterday.
Isn't it great?  I've never been in Nevada.  It's beautiful!" Just them
Mike came back with a full tray.  "Hey, sleeping beauty, how are you today?
Your color's back" Mike teased her as he sat down.  "Ready for action, Sir"
the answer came back immediately.  "Excellent!  I've ordered a Jeep for
today to go out to Lake Powell and see for some sunbathing" "And more" Beth
interrupted him grinning.  "Hush, you nympho, you spoil my image" cautioned
Mike.  "People are already talking to much.  No need to feed them too
much". Chastened they switched to safer topics.

   The drive was splendid.  Beth had been here before so Joann got the
front seat.  Mike got many a envious look from other men for having two
gorgeous women in his car.  They certainly made his day.  The went down to
the Valley of Fire where they admired the extraordinary stone formations
and tried the waters of Lake Powell.  "Grrrr, too cold for my hot cunt"
Joann exclaimed as she dipped her toe into the water.  "Let's get off and
have some fun" she order him.  The whole way they had fondled and caressed
each other's sensitive parts, only inhibited by some action by the looks of
the other people.  Nevertheless Mike had succeeded to sneak his finger
under the tight mini Joann was sporting, pulled away her sketchy bikini
bottom and caressed her wet lips.  The teasing and groping had left them
hot and horny.  Mike started the Jeep and set off into the wilderness. 
They found some tracks in the hills and followed it up until they found a
secluded place among some bushes.  Mike turned to his companions.  "Like
the place?" he grinned.  "This place is any place" Joann replied as she
dove for his already stiff cock.  He reached around, searching and finding
her dripping cunt and stroked it slowly.  Beth for her part did not loose
any time but started to caress Mike's muscular chest, slowly moving her
hands down his body.  "Stop it!", he commanded her as he approached the
point of no return under Joann's experienced administrations.  Getting out
of the car he asked: "Who's first?" Beth voluntarily gave Joann the first
run.  Mike made her sit on the warm hood while he peeled off her mini and
tight bikini bottom.  He lifted her legs up to her shoulders, dropped his
shorts and quickly inserted his throbbing shaft as Beth pressed her lewd
body against Mike's back, tickling his cock and ball.  "Oh my goooooddddd",
Joann screamed as he rubbed his steel hard tool along the walls of her
lubricated female tube.  "Finalllyyyyyy" she groaned as the rhythmic pump
action began.

   "Looky looky, what do we have got here?" a strange voice broke through
their bliss.  "Some public nudity.  That call for correction, don't it,
Tom?" All jumped as if they were attacked by a bunch of wasps.  As Joann
saw the two men she screamed.  White, brutish looking rednecks with pump
guns pointed at them.  Mike barked "What are you doing here?  Take that gun
away, now" as he pulled up his pants.  The men were unperturbed.  "Question
is rather what you are doing on my property.  Ah think it's called
trespassing.  There are laws for burglary in this country, and as long as I
am on my property the gun stays were it is", the taller and burly of the
two men said slowly.  Obviously he was the boss of the two.  "Now, turn
over, hands on the hood, spread your legs" he ordered.  "How dare you.."
Mike took two menacing steps toward the speaker.  Quickly the smaller man
turned his gun.  With a short jab of his barrel which showed his experience
in these matters he hit in his groin.  With a grunt he doubled over.  Void
of any emotion on his face the man then struck him with a calculated hit on
the back of his head.  Mike dropped like a log.  "Out for a couple of
hours" he stated with an unemotional voice which scared the screaming Joann
even further.  "Shut up bitch", the other shouted down her screams.  As she
didn't listen he gave her a brutal shove which spun her around.  "Your mate
isn't dead.  Bill knows his way.  Now put yer hands on the car and spread
your nice legs.  Gotta search you for concealed weapons." He chuckled. 
Joann leaned against the hood of the jeep, still stunned from the blow as
she was pushed over the hood.  A boot kicked her legs farther apart: As she
tried to get up a hard hand held her down.  "Do as I say, girl" he growled.
Somewhere in front of her she heard a scream.  As she looked up she saw
Beth going down with the other man tackling her.  She must have tried to
flee, but in her summer sandals she was no match against the experienced
male.  As she watched he easily picked her up and dragged her over to the
car.  Her face was contorted by anger and fear.  "You bastard, leave me
alone" she cried.  Helplessly Joann closed her eyes and bit her lips.  The
way she was bent over the car her dripping and wet cunt was exposed to her
oppressor's view.  "What a cunt, Nick.  And look at them legs.  She'll
fetch a price" she heard Tom say.  Suddenly Joann felt the expected fingers
slowly move up her thigh.  Trembling she felt them reach her sex, peeling
away her moist lips and inserting a finger, then two into her vagina. 
"Smooth as velvet" the man called Nick commented.  Beth squealed "No,
pleaasseeee".  Joann looked up.  Beth' face was just a yard away on the
other side of the hood.  The other man had hitched up her dress and was
unbuckling his belt.  "Donnnntttt...aaaaaannnnngggh" With one shove the man
had impaled Beth with his cock.  He withdrew slightly and push again.  And
again.  Just then Joann felt her man's hard cock enter her body.  The
former lubrication made it easy for him to rapidly embed his rod in her
fuck channel.  Joann didn't pay much attention.  Her eyes were riveted by
the brutal rape before her eyes.  The man by now had expanded Beth fuck
tube and was slowly getting on with his fucking.  "Dry as a old fart" he
pressed out of his clenched teeth.  Obviously Beth wasn't very stimulated
by his approach, as she screamed every time the hard fuck tool of her
tormentor entered her tight hole.  Slowly, as she got used to the
treatment, Beth' screams tuned down to miserable grunts.  In a strange way
Joann was immensely turned on by the rape displayed in real before her. 
This was not a video as the pistoning member in her own cunt showed.  This
was not some actors screaming their lungs away in some porn movie while
maybe enjoying their fucking.  This was an unconsenting woman subjected to
a brutal rape.  She saw the body of the man move back and forth as he tore
into the body of her friend, whose face was covered by sweat and her hair.
Her body shook in rhythm with his thrusts, and her back cheeks were being
pushed up every time he entered her with a slapping noise.  And yet...  As
she listened to the groans of her friend, a familiar noise entered her
voice, as if she started to enjoy the brutal violation of her sex.  With a
shudder Joann realized that she was reaching her climax.  The sight of the
fucking before her, the hard cock filling out her already exited cunt
shoved her over the edge.  "Yessss, fuck me, fuck me, fuck, fuck, fuck,
fuck ,fuckfuckfuck, harder, come on you bastard FUCK ....FUCKKKKKKKKKKK
owwwwwwwyyyeeeeaaaaahhhhhhh.." Screaming at the top of her lungs Joann
reached her climax and just lay down exhausted.  She hardly felt that her
spasming vagina had enticed her rapist to spill his load into her womb. 
"Wow, what a fuck" he acceded.  Groggily Joann looked up.  Beth was still
being fucked steadily.  By now she was moaning in ecstasy, obviously
enjoying the harsh and unchanging fucking of her cunt.  "They're both hot
bitches" Joann heard one say.  "Sure are.  Know what?  This'n's here is
out. That bitch can clean up my dickie.  Sure she likes it." With these
words they unceremoniously held Beth up by her waist and let her simply
fall down on the earth.  Joann heard her feebly mutter "no,no" and she saw
that they had lifted her mini and blouse.  As she weakly got up she saw the
man called Tom feed her his limb prick as the other restarted taking
possession of her cunt.  "Suck, you bitch, I know you like it" Tom growled.
As Joann watched transfixed her friend inhaled the long limb prick and
started to work on it.  Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked it up until his
balls slapped against her chin.  With her body moving constantly by the
fucking, her mouth served as a surrogate cunt for the other.  Slowly her
administrations showed some results as the drained cock regained his vigor
and began to swell again.  "This bitch a regular cock cleaner" Tom groaned
as her took Beth' head in his hands and began to rock.  Joann only could
watch as her friend was so brutally raped by two men.  Yet - she was
sucking and fucking along, without too much of misery in her demeanor. 
Maybe she really was enjoying it.  But - Tom.  Joann turned back.  There he
was, lying unconscious on the dust earth.  Joann ran over and looked him
over.  Nothing except a limp on the side of his head.  His pulse was
steady. So apparently no harm was done.

   On the other side the male grunting and the slapping of human flesh
became heavier until a male voice declared his climax.  Probably the one
filling out Beth' rear hole.

   For a moment Joann contemplated fleeing and getting some help.  But
before she could even put her feet in motion the boots of a man appeared in
her vision.  "It's nuthin" Tom told her as he hauled her up.  "Hey, Bill,
get the fucker into the jeep and drive it up.  Ah take them bitches to the
room."

   He picked Joann up and dragged her around the car where Joann was lying
on the hard earth.  Her top was down and her shirt hiked up.  Between her
spread legs Joann could see the white fluid of her rapist, slowly trickling
down.  Unceremoniously Tom grabbed her by the arm and lifted her up.  Then
he marched the wearied girls up the trail.  As Joann shuffled beside him
she felt the warm fluid run down her legs.  After about a mile a wooden
shack with a barn like house turned up.  Tom kicked open the door the shack
as they heard the jeep come up.  "Get it into the barn and tie him up to a
post" he yelled at his mate.  Inside the house he pushed his two victims on
rough chairs.  As Joann and Beth fearfully watched him, not daring to make
a dash to the door he took some ropes out of a closet.  "Okay, honey, gimme
your hands", he ordered the frightened Joann.  Expertly he tied her wrists
in front of her and let the rope through a hook in the roof.  Tightening it
he made her stand up and fixed the loose end at the wall.  Thus Joann was
standing stark naked with her tied hands high up in the air and wondered
what they had in their perverted minds.  Just then Beth lost it.  She
jumped up and tried the door.  No luck.  As she opened it Bill was just
coming up.  "Lookie lookie, somebody trying to escape justice." Without any
observable effort he scooped her up and carried her to the rough table in
the middle of the room.  "Pleaassse, let us go.  We won't tell anybody. 
Pleaasee" a sobbing Beth pleaded with her tormentors.  "Oh, you sure won't
tell anybody" Bill added ominously.  He dragged the half naked Beth over to
the table and said.  "Let's fix her to the table.  Remember the gook bitch
we had o'er there?" "Yeah, sure was a nice piece o' ass" Tom laughed. 
Together they stripped the screaming Beth off her torn mini and top and
bent her over the table.  While Tom held her arms Bill tied her down
stretched hands to the feet of the table.  Then he walked around, bent
down, spread and fixed her ankles to the other side.  Beth didn't dare to
kick him.  These men were capable of everything.  Both men stood back and
admired their handiwork.  "Ah got a hard one again, boss" Bill said.  "You
fixed the dude?" "Sleeping like a child in the hay.  Can't roll or move"
"Fine.  You get first choice." "Ah take that bitch." He pointed at Joann.
"Look at them legs.  And the pussy.  Just as daddy ordered." With these
words he started to feel Joann's pussy hair as if it was a especially fine
specimen of sheep's wool.  Suddenly he extended a finger and drove it up
her cunt tight and dry with fear.  "AAAAAHHHHHHH, you're hurting meee"
Joann cried as she tried to move back off the painful finger.  Tom held her
easily.  "Don't you worry, you get something better soon." He withdrew the
finger and stripped down.  Joann got a first glimpse of his throbbing
medium sized cock.  "Like what you see?" Bill grinned and moved around. 
Grabbing Joann by her slender hips he made her arch her hips.  Deftly he
held her as he inserted his prick into her female opening.  With a powerful
shove he tried to enter her hole.  "AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH
NNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOO" a tortured squeal broke out of Joann.  It felt like
no fucking before.  Another shove forced an further squeal and another half
inch of cock inside her body.  And another.  Finally the torturing shaft
was completely embedded in her cunt.  "Tight as a virgin, boss" the cruel
voice of Bill said.  "Mmmmm" Tom's satisfied voice answered.  Despite her
agony Joann opened her eyes.  Tom was standing completely naked before the
obscenely tied Beth.  He held her head between his rough hands and was busy
fucking the mouth of the immobilized woman.  Again Joann almost forgot her
own plight and watched transfixed.  These rapes surely had a strange effect
on her.  Beth body hardly moved on the rough surface of the table; her
flattened breasts were protruding under her prostrate body.  It was just
the man pistoning in and out of her mouth.  Beth's face was covered with
tears as she had closed her eyes.  Joann observed how deep Beth swallowed
the thick cock: With every push his balls were slapping against her chin.
How could she deep-throat him?

   Joann hardly noticed any more how Bill was plying her cunt.  She was
freely swinging on the rope which held her hands while her rapist held her
tightly around the waist and grunted in lust..

   The women had no collection how long it took their oppressors to reach
orgasm.  Joann only noticed some very hard pushes as Bill emptied his come
into her moist cunt.  Beth for her part only noticed that the bulb in her
mouth suddenly expanded and her mouth filled with the familiar salty
tasting fluid.  Instinctively she stared to swallow as the rest trickled
down her chin.

   "Ouh, that really cleaned my tubes" Bill yawned.  "Let's grab some
food." Without caring for the tied up women they fixed a meal to be washed
down with some Jack Daniels.  After they got up they again seemed to care
for their victims.  "Care for some food?" Tom asked grinning.  "Just let us
go" Beth moaned miserably.  "Maybe later.  Is that all you want?  Some
drinkie maybe?  Would help you?" Both men looked at their captives, slowly
stoking their reawakening cocks.  "Know what?  I 'haven't fuck ed the girl
in her ass so far.  Waddaya think?" Tom asked his accomplice.  "Noooo,
don't!" "You have tortured us enough" both women exclaimed.  "Pleease,
leave us alone!" "Haven't tried it yet.  Both are right, no?" With these
words Bill turned to the desperate Joann.  "How about it, sweetheart?"
"Pleeease not, I don't wanna be hurt, please" a hapless Joann cried.  "The
way you look ah think you love it" Bill said indifferent.  Positioning
himself behind her captured body Joann heard the ugly slapping noises of a
wet prick stroked fast.  Then she felt his hot tip brush along her still
moist slit to lubricate his tool.  Then came the expected and feared
attack. With an effort Joann tried to open up her spinster to ease the
pain. Just then she heard Beth scream.  Groaning Joann looked up.  Beth'
brutish rapist had already entered her and was slowly retracting his
massive prick.  The bend-over Beth was lying with her head to one side and
her eyes shut while her mouth was opened in a grimace.  As Joann looked on
Tom brutally drove his rod back into her tight opening.  Another shriek
escaped Beth mouth.  And another.  And another as the anal rape continued.
Meanwhile Bill had succeeded in completely burying his cock in Joann ass
and started the action.  The whole room was filled with the slapping noises
of the bodies and the moans and grunts of the participants.  Oblivious of
her own predicament Joann again was fascinated by the brutal anal rape she
saw.  Each time Tom entered Beth with a big shove her well rounded cheeks
quivered with the thrusts while her cries had subside to miserable groans.
Enticed by the tight holes of their victims the men came quickly. 
Satisfied they withdrew their rape tools and left for a shower.  Despondent
the two females were left alone.  "How are you?" Beth croaked.  "My ass
hurts.  I've had my share of ass fucks but never such a rape." "Same here.
I hope they untie us soon.  My hands hurt." Beth lamented.

   Soon the men returned and indeed took off the ropes.  As the women
rubbed their hands they were carefully led to the table were they were fed
the rests of the meal.  The men also made them drink some Daniels to
lighten them up.  When Beth asked for Mike they were assured that he was
cared for.  Tom even promised to see him for some food.

   After the meal the two naked prisoners were herded to a small room and
locked up.  Inside there was only a small cot , a table and to bruised
chairs.  They both sat down on the filthy bed, grateful for not being tied
up yet very worried for their future.

   Time went by.  They heard a car leave, then come back.  Some male voices
grumbled, but they couldn't understand what they said.  Suddenly steps
approached the door.  The key turned and Bill's voice growled "OK, bitches,
come out." As they entered the room about 8 men were standing there, eyeing
them hungrily.  "Now, what do you say.  Ah didn't promise you too much, did
I?  Hey, move your hands" he snapped at Beth who had tried to cover
herself. "Wanna try out?" Unceremoniously he pushed the two victims towards
the waiting men.  Immediately they were surrounded by men groping their
breasts and fingering their most intimate parts.  Quickly some zippers were
opened and their hands were guided to already stiff pricks.  Almost
automatically they began to stroke them.  Amid calls like "Great piece of
tail" they were made to kneel down and suck off the proffered male parts as
the gangbang progressed.  After the first cocks had covered them with their
juices they were hauled up and again bent over the table where their legs
were spread painfully and their cunts immediately penetrated by stiff
cocks. This time Joann didn't have the time to watch Beth.  While she was
impale by an unknown rod in her cunt a smelly prick had been forced between
her lips and was merrily pumping away.  Her head was held like a vice by
two callused hands while she tried not to throw up.  Without any warning
the prick spew his salty load and was quickly replaced by another equally
aggressive member.

   Amid all this mixture of fucking, semen and moans the door burst open
and a booming voice filled the room: "Everybody freeze.  Clark county
police.  You are under arrest.  STOP OR I SHOOT!!!" A pistol shot rang
through the room as Joann and Beth felt their rapist withdraw quickly. 
Dazed they looked up.  Two police officers with black body armor holding
heavy guns in their outstretched arms were standing beside the door while a
third one with a pump gun just rushed through the door.  Near the window a
man was falling down, apparently shot while trying to flee through the
window.  "Hold your hands up and kiss the floor" one of the officers
shouted.  The men around Beth and Joann began to kneel down.  Joann and
Beth, naked as they were, also knelt, not wanting to be killed in the
moment of rescue.  Just the a police woman came through the door.  As she
saw the two women keeling there without clothes she pocketed her gun and
went up to them.  "Hey Buck, get some blankets" she ordered her colleague.
"Get up, you don't have to stay in here".  She helped them up and let them
out.  From then on things moved downhill.  Outside they informed the police
about Mike who was found still bound and gagged in the barn.  It was an
operation the police had planned for some time.  Bill and Tom were part of
a gang of slave traders who where selling girls out of the country to
Mexican brothels.  One of the buyers was an undercover agent who had
informed the officers as soon as he saw the prisoners.  Unfortunately they
couldn't come quick enough to help the girls out before the gangbang.

   On their return to the office news had already spread about their
adventure.  Though rumors about their threesome were abundant there was a
general feeling that their gruesome encounter did not ask for an
impertinent inquiry.  Both Joan and Beth were offered leave to overcome
their terrible experience.

   However it became almost impossible to resume their daily fuck session.
People kept on dropping by in hope for a glimpse since the three co-workers
were hot news.  Frustrated Tom passed the news to get a new health
certificate and join them in the club in two days.

   The club, in which Beth, Mike and Joan were members, was lying behind an
unobtrusive door in a nondescript are of SF.  After having presented their
certificates they changed into sexy bikinis and tight briefs.  The bar was
quite deserted.  Two couples were having drinks, watching the porn flics on
the screens sipping their drinks and fingering each other.  The three sat
down at the bar and ordered drinks.  From the screens a quiet collective
orgasm could be heard.  Four men were spreading their jism over a kneeling
brunette who tried to get most of the white rain.  After a short while
Mike, who tried to cheer them up proposed to advance to the group room for
some fun.  Both girls came along, though somehow uninterested.  However,
that changed when they entered the room designed for group action.  Two
couples were merrily working out side by side on the mattresses, the female
legs encircling the pumping male backs.  One woman was serviced by two men
in a corner, one dark skinned man busy fucking her open cunt, the other -
white with a small belly and thinning hair - kissing deeply her hungry
mouth while she rubbed his engorged cock.  He stopped and looked up when
the three lovers went down next to the group after discarding their flimsy
garments.  They lay down and looked around to get stimulate their sexual
appetite.  Then they fell into the usual pattern - Beth sucking the
semi-rigid cock and Joann kissing-kissing her lover.  After a short time
Beth decided that her toy had enough firmness and put it into her body. 
Mike moaned: "Let me lick you, now, nowwwww" and groped for Joan's crotch,
trying to pull her over onto his mouth.  Joann did not hesitate and knelt
over her lover's ready mouth.  Soon she also moaned as the experienced
tongue caressed her clit and explored her hole.  Beth stopped her ride and
leaned forward to lick the nipple of Joann's left breast while gently
rocking her belly.  But real ecstasy did not fill her body.  Maybe the
brutal fucking had left some marks which even the tender loving care of her
friends could not remove.  Finally she got up.  Eagerly the second man of
the neighboring group got up and murmured "How about us?" With a shack of
her head Joann declined the offer.  Picking up her bikini she left the room
naked to return to the bar.

   First thing Joann saw when she came out of the room was - Brian, her
lover of old.  Grey eyes, muscular frame and a ready warm smile on his
lips. "Brian, what are you doing here" Joann asked, not realizing the
naivety of her question.  "Well, to do the same as you, I suppose" he
grinned while he ran his eye appreciating over her nude figure.  Realizing
her nakedness and blushing unnecessarily she quickly stepped into her
bikini.

   Talk

   "Come on", he said suddenly," let's grab some food!  You're invited."
Ignoring her protests about not being suitably dressed they left and drove
to a small insider Hispanic restaurant.  After dinner the spicy food left
Joann hot and horny.  Like on their first dinner she clung to him tightly
and murmured in her bedroom voice: "Honey, let's make some noise!" Brian
just grinned and opened the door to his sports car.

   In his apartment they started off in the shower together, soaping the
other's body and playing with each other.  Joann got down on her knees on
the tile and turned a semihard erection into a raging hard-on, looking up
at him as she swirled her tongue and sucked.  Usually Brian like a long,
hot shower, but this time Brian felt they'd been in there long enough.  And
it had nothing to do with water conservation.  They ended up in the bedroom
on the floor atop a quilt.  It was either the floor or the waterbed.  The
floor turned out better than the waterbed because Brian could get a harder
push on that firm surface, and that's what Joann needed to get herself off.
They started off with a long session of 69, with him on the back and Joann
on top.  Her strong thighs straddled his head, planting that sweet tasting
pussy right over his mouth as her own mouth engulfed his erection.  Brian
held her butt, feeling her muscles flex and her hips rock her open sex
against his tongue and lips, feeling her labia get thick and rubbery,
spreading wide to expose her clit to his gentle attack, tasting her juices.
And all the while her hands caressed up and down his legs as she fucked his
cock in and out of her warm mouth, breathing heavily and moaning around its
invading thickness, straining to take him as deep as she could, then
drawing back with tight lips and a tongue that just never stopped moving.
They they were both very aroused, and Brian wanted to come in her pussy
more than Brian wanted to come in her mouth.  "I want you," Brian implored,
and Joann spun off and rolled on her back, spread her legs and reached out
for him, just as she had done the first time they were together.  It was
easy to oblige.  They fit together again like old times.  She had that snug
muscular vagina, which was so different than any other woman he'd felt, and
still had those bumper cushion labia.  Her pussylips were even thicker and
more aroused than Brian had remembered.  The combination of her juices and
his saliva -- and her saliva on his cock -- made for a velvety slickness
that just enveloped him in astounding sensations.  When excited, Brian had
a very hard erection that curves upward at about a 45-degree angle, and
that night Brian was as hard as a proverbial rock.  Her body was spread
open to him, greeting his every slow thrust into her silky magical cunt
with little clenches and that same wonderful noisy moan of hers.  Brian
heard and felt her excitement grow, just as Brian had remembered it from
before, but this night it climbed right through the old plateau.  She got
louder, and wetter, and her voice became shaky and her body trembled.  They
were panting in unison, slick bodies that are undulating and caressing each
other, inside and outside, and Brian dove in deeply with every thrust,
grinding her pussy with a circular rooting motion as his hips forced hers
against the barely padded carpeting.  Brian felt her body stiffen
underneath him and her fingers dig into his back and she exhaled a
triumphant "now Now NOW!" punctuated with a drawn-out incoherent grunt. 
Joann's legs tried to straighten out and her firm thighs squeezed his, and
Brian used his strength to keep driving into her with steady strokes as she
shook and shimmied from her orgasm.  Her body was almost paralyzed with the
climax that was crashing over her, spilling out of her pussy and her
pelvis. Her body vibrated.  She held him, gasping little grunts in sync
with the clenching muscles of her pulsing sheath, urging him without words
to keep fucking her, keep doing whatever Brian was doing.  She stayed
there, cresting, for maybe a half minute.  Brian felt like a superman. 
Close enough to her own orgasm that it would feel like Brian was merging
his with hers, yet just long enough after her peak so that she could really
feel him.  Brian was twitching, hardening ever more, lengthening in that
last moment before Brian exploded.  He let go, drop his restraints and
accelerate his thrusts and let it come.  "Feel him, feel him come," Brian
panted to her as her legs relaxed and opened up and gave him free rein
again, freedom to search for that last grasp of sensation in her cream
sheath with its two-fingered grip, his body climbing higher on top of her
to allow his longest strokes, and her hips trying to meet him, match him,
help him.  She was wide-eyed and open-mouthed.  Smiling.  Anticipating. 
Her body receptive, her noises now quieter, now just responsive to his
frantic final thrusts, her "uhh uhh uhh" on every second stroke, which were
now rapid and anxious.  Brian could feel it, that building surge, and he
didn't need to tell her because he could see she could feel it too.  Her
lips curled back to expose her teeth with a face full of expectation and
effort, his hips slapping against hers, our bodies sliding against one
another, lubricated by joined sweat.  She couldn't move her hips fast
enough to keep pace with him, so she stopped moving and just let him take
her, take in the driving power of his legs and his little grunts of effort
and then the surge flowed out of his loins.  Brian buried himself deep
inside her muscular and oh so slick vagina and pressed her hard against the
floor, frozen in that magical instant like when the outdoor tap is spun
open and the flood of water surges through the hose and you know it's in
there, you know it's flowing, and it finally explodes out with that spasm
of pleasure that seems to tear off the top of his skull.  That first long,
thick explosion of white fury jetted out, and in his mind's eye Brian could
see it splattering into the deepest recesses of her wonderful pink vagina.
Surge after surge of sticky globs of white essence coated her cervix and
pooled high up inside her body as her knees bent and her hips curled up to
greet mine, rocking in short gentle movements while her muscular opening
clenched his cock in sync with his weakening spasms.  Holding him, urging
him.  Milking him.  They stared into each other's eyes, Brian gave out
little whimpers as his hips ploughed his erection as far into his woman as
Brian can get it to go, rooting the base of his hard shaft in small circles
to stretch her, to prolong the delicious feeling of clutching slippery
warmth which enfolded his super-sensitive flesh, to bask in her internal
rhythmic pulses and her rocking rubbing stroking of his oozing, still
throbbing cock as she whispered, "That's it...  come, baby...  I felt your
come...  so hot so hot inside him...  Do you feel how wet I am now?  Come,
baby....  come!" They kept on going that night for another two hours. 
Joann's body and its incessant ability to reach orgasm was a playground for
him.  She bobbed around on top of him, straddling his hips facing forward,
then backward, then forward again, grinding her inflamed pussy against his
pubic bone, climaxing strongly when Brian rubbed a thumb back and forth
across her clitoral shaft.  Finally they moved to the bed.  Leisurely
playing with his semi-hard tool she succeeded to inflate him again. 
Mischievously she again inserted him into her, mumbling sleepily: " You're
not going to get away that easily." And she leaned forward to let him suck
her swelling breasts.  Suddenly he took her by her shoulders and pushed her
back.  "Will you become my wife?" he asked.  "What ?" she asked
incredulously," cut the jokes, we're at something more serious." And she
leaned backward to fondle his balls.  Pretending to glare at her he said,
"Listen, you should try to learn very quickly when I am serious and when I
am joking.  You better learn fast, or else you will find yourself on your
back and my dick inside you for punishment.  And for that matter, young
lady, I think you have something of mine inside you.  Are you just going to
sit there?" Joann grinned and began to move her pelvis slowly.

   When they awakened, they were still wrapped in each others arms. 
Without moving, Brian said, "I'm waiting for my answer."

   "What answer, darling?" Joann replied.

   "If you will marry me," he explained.

   "But darling, I gave you my answer, or at least my cunt did.  Of course
I will marry you.  Anytime at all."

   Finally he withdrew and they rolled on their backs.  Joann took his
hand, placed it on her favorite location cupping her tit, and with her hand
on top very lightly stroking the back of his.  In a few moments they were
both sleeping.
   END