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The Blackmailed Mother
Chapter 8
Lonnie Carmel couldn't believe her ears! Stunned senseless, she
turned to
the woman she'd always considered her best friend, and wailed: "Cylvia!
Noooooo!" Tears steeped her eyes in a bath of agony and fears.
"Noooooooooo!"
Languidly, Cylvia Oliss got up from the couch and came to stand
over
Lonnie, and she grinned in obscene delight as she stared at the young
wife's
squirming body, impaled as it was by the finger of lusting Sam Zeigler.
She
placed her hands over Lonnie's breasts and squeezed the tender globes.
"We're
going to show you a new way of life, Lonnie. A better way -- and you're
going
to learn to like it !"
"No... no..." the shattered young woman mewled, cringing. "I... I
want
to go home now. I've had enough for one night." She never had felt so
ashamed
or alone or defenseless then, for Zeigler and Cylvia started to laugh
fiendishly.
"Stop pretending to be so damned innocent, Lonnie," Cylvia said,
still
chuckling, "you sure have been enjoying the show, what with allowing
Sam, a
perfect stranger to fingerfuck you. And the way you're squirming
around, I'd
say you're still hotter than hell."
"I've been a fool," Lonnie wailed. "Oh, God! A drunken fool, but
I love
my husband and I don't want to deceive him any more than I already
have." She
tried to bury her tear-stained face in her hands, but Cylvia's
manipulating
hands on her breasts prevented her. Instead she leaned back, her eyes
clenched
and wet, her teeth bared over her straining lips. "I've done enough to
be
sorry for to last me a lifetime."
"Lonnie," Zeigler said, smirking, his finger digging in her
trembling
cunt, "Lonnie, you've barely begun." He took it out suddenly.
Together, the gangster and Mrs. Oliss pulled the terrified, but
emotionally charged young woman down on the couch, and then Zeigler
started
pushing her knees apart and slid his hand once more under her
mini-skirt.
Lonnie spasmed with a deep, gurgling wretchedness in her throat as the
G-string
was pulled farther to one side of her vaginal slit and he caressed the
naked
pink flesh. She moaned out her humiliation, then groaned as Zeigler
once more
commenced to slowly stroke in and out in a make-believe of copulation.
"Go on and make all the noise you want, Lonnie. The walls are
sound-proofed and the glass unbreakable. That is, if anybody was
interested in
what's going on in here -- which they aren't. They're playing their own
games
while watching the dog-fuck show."
Lonnie Carmel fluttered her eyes open again, and the first sight
she saw
was the stage. A gasp of utter horror sprang from her lips, and for a
split
second she forgot about her own misery as she caught the obscene
spectacle on
the bed. The girl, still kneeling on all fours, and the huge animal at
her
swaying ivory buttocks, and the beast was mounting her... his huge paws
covered
in mittens so that his claws couldn't scratch. But Lonnie's agonized
vision
telescoped in on the glistening, scarlet tube of the dog's penis which
had slid
from his hairy sheath and was now dancing in the soft crevice of the
girl's
up-tilted buttocks; the dog jerked and trembled in his attempt to find
the
girl's vagina and to bury his thick tapered shaft into her belly.
The girl tensed, evading the alien invasion of her cunt, but the
dog,
mindlessly thrust time and time again, and then in frustration, growled
and
once again bared his saliva dripping fangs. Lonnie held her breath as
the
girl, in desperation and absolute terror, reached one slim, young arm
back and
grasped the slippery canine penis and guided it to the point of her
pink, wet
slit where her open vaginal mouth flexed invitingly. And then the dog
heaved
his massive loins forward and buried his scarlet cock into her cunt
with a
quick wet rush until it was sunk to the hilt, his hairy balls swinging
lewdly
below her blonde pubic hair.
Lonnie's breath whistled as she let it out, and a deep burning
sensation
bubbling in her belly grew in intensity as the ravishing sight continued
unabated. Then her mind jumped back to the room and her own plight as
the
couch shifted and Cylvia's sweet feminine perfume filled her
nostril's... she
looked around and the woman was standing naked, unashamed, as
breathtaking a
blonde Venus as she had been in Lonnie's arms but a few hours earlier!
Her body and mind, a swirling, shattering craze of liquor and
torment,
didn't even offer a protest as she felt her naked girlfriend and Zeigler
lift
her buttocks and remove her dress... then her G-string, her last vestige
of
protection! Her cunt was exposed to their lusting gazes now, and she
heard
Zeigler groan in appreciation as he leered over her quivering thighs. A
burning shame flowed through her, and she held her breath as she watched
the
girl on the bed being buffeted by the dog and then drip saliva from his
lolling
tongue onto her back... and she heard the rustling of clothes, and she
knew
that Zeigler was stripping naked.
Then a surging heat inundated her vagina and expanded her breasts,
and
her brain revolved as Cylvia unbuttoned the see-through blouse, leaving
Lonnie
without even the last vestige of decency, and somewhere in the haze of
her
mind, she heard her girlfriend say:
"She's a hot piece of ass, Sam. I've had her once today, and
she's about
ready for you to fuck. But let me get her really primed first. Help me
if you
want; she can take anything."
"Noooo," came bubbling from the helpless young wife's lips, but to
no
avail. Cylvia's lewd suggestion was set into action without a moment's
hesitation; in unison, the naked bodies of Zeigler and Mrs. Oliss closed
in on
her, and they began to run their hands over her full, quivering breasts
and
soft warm flesh until her white skin glowed pearlescent. Cylvia took
Lonnie's
nipples and massaged them to agonizing hardness, and Lonnie could only
stare in
wonderment as the woman began crawling over her squirming body and lick
her
nipples, her areoles, her white curve of flesh... Then down, down with
passionate kisses over the soft mound of her belly and the smoldering
skin of
her inner thighs. A seething hot coal scalded her belly and loins,
leaving her
thighs and vagina steaming. She tried to close her obscenely spread
legs, but
Cylvia's hands forced them apart slightly more.
A gripping lust ripped through Sam Zeigler, making his legs weak
and his
testicles swell with the excitement of the scene. God! The damned dog
show
wasn't nearly as passionate or lust-provoking as the lewd depravity of
the two
naked wives. Cylvia was forcing the Carmel woman's slender ankles apart
until
her full-lipped cunt was no longer a pink slash but a gaping valley of
quivering flesh. His eyes mirrored the glittering eyes of Cylvia Oliss
as with
obscene delight they stared at Lonnie's tingling upraised clitoris.
"As they say, Lonnie," Cylvia mused, "when getting your pussy
fucked is
inevitable, relax and enjoy it." Her lips were glistening with
anticipatory
saliva. "And, honey, I know you enjoy what I'm going to do to you."
A hopeless moan fluttered from Lonnie as she felt for the second
time in
the evening her girlfriend's hot, panting breath on her raw, moist, pink
cunt.
And then she groaned as Cylvia lowered her head and sucked her vagina,
licking
her clitoris with her tongue until it was hard and throbbing. Velvet
lips once
more were covering her sensitive pussy lips and the hair-fringed edges
of her
vaginal split until Lonnie's breath was matching Cylvia's in intensity
and
excitement. Her body squirmed ecstatically as teeth, lips, tongue
worked their
magic scorchings across her loins.
"Oh God... oh God, you're driving me mad I can't take this... no,
no ...
please stop, Cylvia!" Her cries filled the room, making Zeigler's
hardened
penis jerk with blood-filled tingling. God! He was having a hard time
controlling his throbbing cock, waiting until Cylvia was ready to let it
take
the place of her teasing mouth.
Lonnie's mind whirled and she gasped in short, grunting breaths as
Cylvia
slid from her moist pubic slit, playing with her hungry cunt opening,
and then
thrust her tongue deep as it would go inside her vaginal tunnel. Lonnie
could
feel that pink tongue all the way up her belly and to her breasts. But
the
Oliss wife wasn't satisfied; she wanted more than soft moans, she wanted
to be
begged, to be screamed at...
Cylvia raised her face and grinned lewdly up the expanse of
undulating
flesh, past the rose-tipped crests of Lonnie's breasts. Her mouth and
cheeks
were moist and glistening from her own saliva and the young wife's
secretions.
"Tell me," she taunted. "Tell me what you want... tell me, Lonnie!"
Lonnie gasped and rolled her body from side to side, and sobbed
uncontrollably in humiliation and rippling sensuality. She couldn't,
she just
couldn't do what Cylvia wanted... it was too lewd to form into words...
but
then she saw the young girl on the bed with the dog again, and she
shuddered as
her own lust erupted deep in her belly at the salacious sight.
The girl was reveling in total, abandoned humiliation as the
panting,
lunging animal fucked her on the bed, in full view of the glassed-in
rooms.
Rivulets of moisture were clearly visible in the crevice of the girl's
rotating
buttocks, the droplets glistening in the stage-lights.
"Damn it, Lonnie, tell me!" Cylvia hissed urgently.
Lonnie Carmel watched the girl in abject fascination, almost
delirious
from the suckings on her own cunt and the lewdness of the dumb beast
screwing
the young girl. But she clenched her teeth shut, unable to comply with
the
obscene command of the woman hovering over her. And yet... as the girl
on the
stage undulated her buttocks, and the stage slowly revolved so that all
of the
alien coupling could be seen, Lonnie realized that the girl, far from
her
earlier look of abhorrence, was now encouraging the German Shepherd to
fuck
her. The little blonde's face was contorted in enrapturement and her
taut
breasts danced beneath her hunched body, moving in time to the huge dog
cock
which was skewering her warm, throbbing pussy. The girl was no longer a
female
human being -- but a quivering mass of lust-deranged, sweating flesh
begging
for subjugation, reveling in the delicious screwing she was receiving
from
behind.
And... as Lonnie Carmel watched all this, the dam inside her
burst. Eager
and desperate mewlings poured from her lips, as she knew her plight was
hopeless, the pleasure too great. Her mouth opened and closed to the
sensuous
lickings of the girlfriend in and around her cunt. A hot flame burst
from her
tortured loins all the way up to her breasts, and she was no longer able
to
fight the lust which raced out of control through her body.
"Do it... do it... yes, dooo iiiitttttttt," she babbled
frantically.
"Do what?" Cylvia teased, and Zeigler grinned down at the two
women's
faces of lust and added: "Yes, Lonnie, tell us what you want me to do to
you."
"Fuck me! Fuck me! Please..." Lonnie's whole tormented soul
shuddered
under the lash of her self-defilement, but she was cognizant of nothing
save
her own obscene words. "Fuck meeeee!"
Cylvia crawled from between her passion-deranged friend's thighs,
a
satisfied grin on her wet, glistening mouth. "She's ready for anything
you
want to do to her, Sam. Her nice, tight little cunt is snapping like a
fish
out of water. Go ahead and fuck her good!"
The last shards of her marital vows dissolved into dust as Lonnie
took
her eyes from the dog fucking the young girl on the stage bed and
focused her
attention on the cool rush of air over her wet pubic slit and the man
standing
over her. It was then that she consciously recognized the thick, fat
stump of
flesh and blood which protruded from his curly pubic hair. She saw it
for what
it was -- his aching, raging penis -- and what it meant to her -- the
end of
her fidelity. The final, bitter capitulation of all which she had held
sacred
since taking her wedding ring from Roger. She shuddered as Zeigler
crawled
over her naked body, and parted the lips of her vagina with his fingers,
but
she offered no resistance. She wanted him... she wanted that huge
scarlet
penis inside her... and once more she groaned: "Fuck me... oh, please
fuck
me..."
Then he crushed down upon her, and there was a sharp stab of fire
in her
belly. She twitched and writhed and groaned her welcome of his
punishing cock
as he ground the shaft deep up into her receptive cunt. Her face
contorted,
and cries of ecstasy burst from her lips. His cock head battered her
cervix,
probing deeper and deeper, past where even her husband had ever been.
Forgotten
was the remnants of her shame and perversion in her actions forgotten
was
Roger, her marriage, today, tomorrow... everything except the dark well
of her
lust. She wanted to be fucked like this, she wanted to be subjected to
any
further lewd demands placed on her fire-wracked body.
"Hot damn, would you look at her go!" Cylvia Oliss said, breathing
hard.
"I never imagined she'd be this choice!"
"Man... man is she tender and tight," groaned the gangster as he
surged
and thrust his cock in her cunt. "I could fuck her to death!"
"Fine with me," Cylvia said. "She's been Mrs. Sweet and Innocent
too
damned long."
The defiling words only came through Lonnie's haze dimly, and she
became
something like the girl on the bed -- an inhuman devil of spreading legs
and
sucking, clasping cunt. "Ohhhhh, yes, Sam! Fuck me hard! Fuck me
hard!"
Zeigler slipped his hands beneath her buttocks and raised them to
his
straining cock. Lonnie moaned incoherently and wound her warm, smooth
legs
around his hips, and the velvet walls of her vagina held his rigid,
pumping
cock until she could feel every inch of his hotly pulsating shaft. She
was
insane as she'd never been before, completely surrendered to the lure of
sexual
fulfillment, and her drugged mind reveled in her wickedness.
"Hell, look at her hot little cunt climb and suck!" Cylvia gasped.
Through crazed, flickering eyes Lonnie saw her best friend lying
on the
floor beside them, the woman's eyes feasting on the close-up of
Zeigler's
rock-hardened penis screwing demonically into her desperately pulsating
cunt.
The blonde-haired wife had her legs bent up around her, her knees
touching her
pooling breasts and her full pubic area was wide and fully before
Lonnie's
view. From clitoris to anus, the stretched cunt slit was a proud,
inflamed
pink, and Cylvia was masturbating wildly. Her fingers were plunging
crazily in
and out of her gaping vaginal hole as she struggled for breath, her face
never
off of the lewd, carnal drubbing of penis into vagina but scant inches
away.
"Ram it to her, Sam, ram it to her!" Cylvia grunted.
The words lashed at Lonnie, for the thrashing body of her
girlfriend was
sending still more messages of lewdness through her. That throbbing
cunt of
hers was less than six inches away, the couch she was being fucked on
without
legs, and Cylvia lying with her head toward the grinding loins of Lonnie
and
Zeigler. Lonnie felt her senses slip yet another notch... and for the
first
time she didn't fight the prurient lusts. She did what her body
demanded she
do. Twisting slightly, she bent her shoulders and head that scant half
foot...
"Christ!" gaped Zeigler from above. "She... she wants to suck you
off,
Cylvia! Let her! God damn it! Let her kiss your cunt!" He was
whipped to
still further pile-driving surges but the obscenity of the menage a
trots that
this once proud, once innocent little wife had instigated.
Urged by the fucking of her insatiable cunt, Lonnie felt the
overwhelming
passion to pay Cylvia back in kind. She wanted to suck her open cunt
until
Cylvia was screaming as she had, and in her zealous mind, her action
became
almost one of revenge. She dipped until she could run her ovalled lips
over
the moist slit, and Cylvia removed her fingers hurriedly and lifted her
buttocks so that Lonnie's entire mouth could engulf her throbbing cunt.
She
wanted the helpless wife of Roger Carmel to make her cunt spasm with
orgasm,
for the young Lonnie to tongue her to climax, and her hands gripped her
heaving
breasts and squeezed with sadistic strength, her brain lost in the heat
of the
fiery spasms rolling from her vaginal slit. She wanted it... oh God,
she
wanted it!
Lonnie's twin centers of desire drove on. She was almost ready to
cum
and could not stop either her mouth or her cunt. Her belly danced with
relentless excitement and her hot-walled vagina gripped around Zeigler's
plunging cock like a warm, clenched fist, while his balls pounded
against her
buttocks and the soft-haired skin of her wide spread loins.
Spurred on by the double sight of dog in girl and Lonnie on
Cylvia,
Zeigler dug deeper, forcing Lonnie's legs farther back, his cock fucking
into
her like a pile-driving machine gone mad. Then Cylvia, the sucking lips
driving her to raw, naked insanity, rocked back and forth and she
screamed out:
"I'm cuuummmiiinnngggg!" She jerked and twisted crazily beneath
the oral
drubbings of the wife. "Suck me harder, you bitch! Suck me harder!"
And her
whole cunt spilled out with the juices of her orgasm. "Ahhhh!"
Zeigler fucked into Lonnie's churning cunt, the cries and moans
egging
him with burning heat. Lonnie cried out from the brutal impalement --
her
voice muffled -- but her greedy vagina clasped around his shaft and
slithered
up wetly to devour still more. She was cumming, tooo... sweat was
pouring from
her body as she strove wildly for her climax... it was so close...
And then --
A wail from outside the room was heard by Lonnie. It was so loud
that it
came through the room's glass, and so pitiful and anguished that it
filtered
through the liquor and sensation fogged mind of the hopelessly skewered
wife,
and made her take her mouth from Cylvia's straining cunt. She was able
to see
in the reflection of the room's mirrors to stage... the girl... the
giant
dog...
The little teen-ager was in the first throes of her orgasm, and
she was
screwing her cunt back against the dog insanely. The beast jerked
forward, and
his tuberous scarlet cock spit out its animal sperm in hard surges, deep
up in
the girl's vagina, releasing her own climax. Thick white cream appeared
at her
cuntal mouth as her belly muscles squeezed with her sensations, and
rivulets of
the dog sperm ran down the backs of her ivory thighs to the bed below.
The large beast slipped his deflating cock from her and she
pitched
forward, seemingly unconscious; the dog wagged his tail in obvious
appreciation
and in a last act of depravity, licked her wide-spread thighs and pussy,
licking his own animal semen from her quivering cunt. And this
perversion
blasted Lonnie's brain. Is a dog, is that dog, really that satisfying?
With a
shudder of forbidden horror, her whole body tensed, and that was the
last
little bit needed to set off Zeigler's boiling testicles.
He groaned and suddenly Lonnie could feel his hot waves of male
seed
shoot hotly up into her dilated womb. Her head whirled with lust as the
hot,
powerful squirts filled her belly to the bursting point. She could feel
its
forceful jets spattering against the walls of her womb... but she was
still
seconds away from her own frantically building release. His cock began
to
slowly stop its wild ejaculations, and she couldn't stand it.
"No! No! Wait... please wait for me..." She sobbed with
frustration,
but her pleas were useless. She clenched her buttocks desperately up
against
his softening penis which had lost its mastery over her seething
desires, and
her heels pounded ineffectually on his backsides as with an empty groan
of
satisfaction, he rolled from her, exhausted.
Lonnie was beside herself, torn between the hot hungering need
scorching
her still insatiated cunt and the quick twinge of shame and humiliation
that
flitted through her desire-contorted brain. She rolled her head,
whimpering.
Her end was so near... and yet so far. She kicked out her legs and with
her
own hands fingerfucked her desperately sucking pussy, digging into
herself
greedily, trying to reach the impossible depths of the man named
Ziegler's
vanquished cock.
"Fuck me... Oh God help me, but please fuck me..."
"Give it to her," Cylvia goaded, sitting up, glazed eyed and for
the
moment satiated. "Shoot it to her again."
"I will, you little nymphomaniac. She's not dead yet," Zeigler
panted,
"but I sure am for a few minutes. God almighty, she's insatiable!"
"Want me to make your cock hard for you?" Cylvia teased. "Want me
to
take your cock and put it on my mouth and suck you until it's hard
again?"
Zeigler groaned at the lurid thought, and incredibly, his cock
stirred
slightly. "No," he decided. "I want Lonnie to suck me. I want her to
put
those lovely lips of hers over my cock and suck me until I cum in her
mouth.
And then," he said, his eyes two glittering stones of lasciviousness,
"and then
I'll screw her in that hairless little asshole of hers. If I've got the
strength left."
"You do, Sam," Cylvia replied knowingly. "You always have with
me,
anyway, and I'd say that little Mrs. Carmel is as much -- if not more of
a
prick-riser than I am."
"Impossible!" Zeigler said, grinning.
"Well, if you get too tired, I know a number of guys and one large
dog
that'll love to fuck her -- and are going to, if I have my way!"
"And you always do, don't you, Cylvia?" Zeigler said with a
knowing
smile. "You always do."
Mrs. Lonnie Carmel could only hear this lewd conversation with the
infitesimal portion of her brain that was still lucid. The rest of her
was a
quivenng mass of frustrations and lusts. Her only reaction to the two
others
were her rambling cries of desire. "Fuck me... please, I must have
more...
fuck me..."
And... in the background Cylvia Oliss' voice droned almost
gleefully
on..." And when Tamera's friends get through gangfucking that snotty
little
daughter of her's I think both mother and daughter will be ready for a
little
dual workout with all the boys at the same time. Won't the sight of
that tear
innocent Mr. Roger Carmel's mind apart? He should be ready for anything
we ask
him to do after that!...
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