Chapter 5
Adrian Dalton leaned back in his chair and blew smoke through his nostrils. His lovely young sister stood stiff and unmoving as a wooden statue as a shorter woman with dyed red hair inspected her minutely.
"She's a good looking twat," the redhead admitted grudgingly. She looked up at Adrian. Her face was attractive under too much makeup. "But you've got to realize how risky this all is."
Adrian laughed. "Where's the risk, Rosey? She's a runaway wife. The streets are crawling with them. Her distraught husband won't come around to you looking for her-or if he does you can wonder just how distraught he really is." He took a long drag on his cigarette.
The short redhead reached out and grabbed a handful of Ari's ass. Ari jumped and stifled an outcry. She looked daggers back over her shoulder at her brother.
And to think she'd trusted him?
"So what is the pussy to you?" Rosy asked.
"Just say," Adrian said with a negligent wave of his hand, "that she's like a sister to me."
Rosy laughed. "Always had a touch with the women, haven't you? A few days with them and you've got them eating out of your hand." She grinned wickedly. "Only sometimes it isn't so easy to get rid of them, eh?"
The young man grinned back lopsidedly.
The woman continued her inspection of Ari. Despite the fact that she was fully dressed in blue slacks and a white blouse, Ari felt completely naked, completely exposed to Rosy's intimate yet impersonal appraisal. She repressed a shudder. She wasn't going to let her brother and this awful woman know how shaken she was!
"I can give you a thousand for her, clear title," the redhead said at last. The matter-of-fact way in which she said it sent cold chills down Ari's spine. Could it really be her she was talking about?"
A harsh laugh made her jerk her head at her brother. "A thousand?" he asked, eyebrows raised as if in disbelief. "Tell me you're kidding!"
"I'm not made of money, honey. Times are hard."
"Look, Rosy, be reasonable," he said, leaning forward. "This is a special deal. You get this lovely lady no strings attached and no questions asked. You can do anything you like with her."
"What are you getting at?" Rosy asked suspiciously.
"Don't you ever have any customers-well-heeled ones-who ask for, uhh, services your girls aren't too happy to render? You know-rough stuff, whips and chains."
"Yeah," the short woman said guardedly.
"Well this here little lady will be right there and available for any kind of services your patrons' hearts desire. And they can get just as rough as they please-or you're willing to let them."
Rosy looked thoughtful. She gazed hard at Ari and ran a pale pink tongue over her full lips. "You've got a point, Adrian," she admitted.
"Three thousand."
It was Rosy's turn to scoff. "Come off it! I-"
"Three thousand."
She scowled at him. "Well, I'll think about it," she sighed. "But I've got to have her tried out first, I'm not buying any pigs in a poke."
"Didn't think you would. Feel free."
Rosy walked to the door. She paused just short of it. "You want to watch?"
"Much obliged."
The woman opened the door. "Derek?" she called. "Come on in. I've got a job for you."
Ari looked from her to her brother. Her heart was pounding. She was aware something bad was about to happen. But what?
The door opened wider. Derek came in. Ari gasped. He was the biggest man she'd ever seen! He filled the doorframe. "Yeah, Rosy?" he said.
Rosy tilted her head at Ari. "New arrival," she said. "Try her out."
Derek turned his huge head to look at the now-trembling Ari. "Rough or gentle?" he asked calmly. His eyes were limpid blue and his hair was curly and blond. He looked at Ari with no more emotion or interest than if she was a bookcase.
"Good and rough," Rosey said. She picked a cigarette out of a box on a nearby table and lit it with an ornate lighter.
The blond giant lumbered forward. At last Ari moved. She fell back a step at a time, staring up at him in growling panic. His utter indifference was far more menacing than raging lust would have been.
Adrian perched on the edge of his chair with his elbows on his knees and his cigarette held tautly between his lips, puffing furiously. Ari's retreat was brought up short when she backed abruptly into a wall. She stood with her eyes wide and her stomach crawling. Derek stretched out a great paw of a hand to her.
Something broke. Ari tried to bolt, ducking under the reaching arm. The big man was fast, faster than Ari would have thought possible. White light exploded in the back of her head.
She sprawled face first on the carpet. Stooping, Derek took her under the armpits and hauled her to her feet. Her ears rang and her mouth tasted foul. She shook her head, trying desperately to clear it.
Derek propped Ari against the wall. He pawed at her full, heavy boobs. She cringed to the touch. "Get away," she said shrilly. "Don't touch me! Leave me alone!"
For answer, Derek hooked stubby fingers into the neck of her blouse and tore the garment off her. She screamed. Her jugs bounced wildly inside her bra.
The thick fingers ran down her body, seeming to dig furrows down her stomach. His fingers went inside her pants. She felt the hardness of his nail on her flesh. Then he ripped pants and panties away, leaving her lower body exposed.
"Nice bush," Rosy commented, eyeing the trim auburn triangle of thatch on her pussy mound. Derek put a hand over Ari's cunt bun. He squeezed.
Ari gasped for air. Derek seemed to be crushing the tender flesh of her cunt mound. "Let me go!" she whispered.
To her relief he released her aching cunt. He yanked her bra off her shoulders. Her tits swung free. He grabbed a handful of tit.
He started crushing the boob. Its whole tip went red as he put on the pressure of his tremendously powerful arms. "Don't," Ari moaned in feverish pain. "Do-on't!"
The crushing continued. Derek's pale eyes stared dreamily at the reddening boob. Ari felt as if her poor tit was about to burst like an outsized pimple!
Just when she thought she was about to die Derek released her jug. She slumped. She felt the wall, hard and cool beneath her palms. The surface was slightly rough in texture.
With a sudden surge of energy she pushed off from the wall. Her torn pants had fallen around her knees, and they tripped her before she'd gone two steps. She went down to her knees with her arms flailing.
Again Derek moved like a springing cat. He caught her flying auburn hair, twisting his fingers in it. Ari started to topple over. He dragged her back up to her knees.
With a cruel one-handed grip on her long hair the big man began unbuttoning his pants. He undid his fly and pulled his trousers down. His cock sprang out, stiff as a board and pulsing visibly to his heartbeat.
Ari's eyes opened wide as saucers. His prick was enormous! It was as long as her brother's, and as thick as Frank's-no, thicker!
Derek grabbed both sides of Ari's head. He dragged her face towards his protruding prick. Its lustful heat washed over her face.
"No!" Ari cried. With a heave of her neck muscles she turned her face away. Derek's giant cock poked into her cheek.
With great patience he pulled her head away from his crotch. One hand released its painfully tight grip on her hair. Then Derek backhanded his victim hard across the face.
Ari's head snapped to the side, her mouth opening in an agonized scream. Rapidly and efficiently Derek grabbed her face again and plugged the fat head of his prick into her gaping mouth. "Mmmmmmmm!" she said.
Derek jerked his twin handfuls of hair toward himself. "Mmmmmmmmppppph!" went Ari. Her face was forced a half inch onto the erect cock.
Her jaws creaked. Her cheek muscles ached. Her tongue was coiled as far back in her mouth cavity as it would go. Her head pounded and her stomach was churning.
Another vicious yank drove an inch and a half of cock into her unwilling face. She felt the bulbous cockhead poke down her throat. She wanted to gag. Her cheek burned from the savage slap.
With a heave of his well-muscled hips Derek forced the rest of his prick down the woman's throat. Ari did gag. The involuntary spasm of her muscles clamped around his cock and seemed to milk it. She felt his body tense. He grunted with enjoyment.
Frantic, Ari began to wag her head from side to side. "Ahhhhh!" Derek moaned. He pulled back on Ari's hair.
Her lips pooched out as her face slid off the impaling bar of his prick. The thick cock was slick and shiny with spit. Hysterically, Ari kept shaking her head, oblivious to the fact that all she was doing was increasing Derek's delight in orally raping her.
He pulled the woman's head away from him till only the head of his prick was wedging open Ari's mouth. For a long moment he savored her thrashings and the sensations that shot from his lip-wrapped prick. Then he rammed his huge cock all the way back into Ari's mouth.
She choked on the mammoth prick. For a moment she felt his pulse on the root of her tongue. Then the pain at the side of her head told her Derek was pulling her back again.
He fucked her face with powerful strokes. It felt as though her hair was being torn right out of her head. Her jaw threatened to pop out of its hinge. Her head reeled with nausea.
Adrian felt his cock grow into a raging giant inside his pants. What a show! It was nearly as much fun to watch his sister degraded and raped as to do it himself. What a pity he couldn't plug his cock into that juicy snatch of hers right about now!
His view was suddenly blocked. He looked up indignantly into Rosy's painted but pretty features. Her lips were shiny and her eyes were heavy-lidded. Before he could speak she put a hand in the center of his chest and pushed him back.
"Whatthehell-?" he burst out. Not answering, Rosy bent over, exposing a generous view of her creamy, blut-veined tits. She started to unfasten his fly.
"Don't worry," she said huskily. "This one's on the house."
Adrian looked past her just in time to see Derek pop his massive prick out of his sister's mouth. "Ghaaaaa!" she exclaimed, shaking her head. Her mouth was smeared with her saliva.
By her long luxurious hair Derek hauled the mostly-naked woman to her feet. She came up fighting. She drove her fists with all the power of her lithe, strong body full into the pit of his stomach.
She might as well have hit a solid slab of oak. Derek never changed his bland expression. He bent over and picked the kicking, screaming woman up and threw her over his shoulder.
Pale limbs flailed. The fur of her pussy winked between her thighs. Her upturned ass was a rosy pink from Adrian's whipping.
Carrying the angrily struggling woman as though she were a docile child, Derek walked toward the counter of the wet bar with which his employer's office was furnished. His cock bobbed ahead of him, its head glowing like a signal light. He brought her forward and dumped her on her ass on the tile top.
Rosy was just then tugging Adrian's pants down around his thighs. His cock wobbled eagerly in the air. She stood up and turned to face away from him, so she could face the action. She reached down and flounced up the hem of her short skirt. Her plump, naked asscheeks smiled at him. The hearty reek of her dripping cunt hit him in the face. She swung a juicy thigh to straddle his crotch and sat down on his cock. Her fat cuntlips splayed out to enfold the head of the prick. A trickle of pussy sauce ran glittering down the pale shaft of cock.
The bar had been built especially for the short but full-bodied Rosy. Consequently the top of the counter came only to the top of Derek's corded thighs. He pulled Ari's legs up till her knees were in the air and her heels were on his shoulders. Taut between her calves, the remnants of her slacks were pressed against his chest.
Huge hands wrapped around her haunches. His fingers hooked around Ari's thighs. The broad thumbs probed between the pert roundness of her asscheeks.
With a double heave of his wrists Derek made Ari's asshole gape wide. He shoved the conical head of his prick into the opening and popped the huge cockhead right into her ass with a guttural grunt. "Ahhhhhhhhhh!" Ari wailed.
If she'd thought having Frank's prick forced up her ass was bad, she'd been naive. With only the pulsating purple head of Derek's prick inserted in her poopchute she felt as full of cock as she had when Frank had had every inch of his big prick fucked up her asshole! "It huuuuurrrrrts!" Her voice was jagged as broken glass. "It's about to split me wide open. Aaaaaaggggghhhhh!"
Derek let go of her butt. Instead he put his huge hands around the naked woman's waist. His fingertips nearly made a circle around her slender middle. Tightening his hold, he drove forward with his hips.
"Ohh!" Ari yipped. "Wait, you can't-it's not greased! It'll tear my poor asshole to shreds!"
For the first time Derek's face lost its mask-like impassiveness. He smilecI'down on her. Then with a mighty wrench he drove four inches of dry, rasping cock straight into Ari's unprotected asshole!
"OHHHHHHHHHH! AHHHHHHHHHH!" Ari's head banged off the tile as she screamed in awful torment. It felt as if a light pole studded with broken glass was being crammed up her ass!
Her every muscle tightened in reflex. She had to keep him from forcing any more of that terrible cock up her ass! She knew it was shredding the delicate membranes inside the passage of her ass. And she knew she couldn't take any more of the dreadful stretching the thick prick was giving her ass!
Derek groaned loudly as Ari squeezed on his ass-buried prick with all her strength. The already incredible tightness of Ari's poopchute was magnified a thousandfold. But his stomach went flat and his muscles bunched into knots as he strove to drive his mighty cock ever more deeply into her fiercely-resisting rump. He was determined to buttfuck her within an inch of her life!
Rosy was fucking herself with wild abandon on Adrian's stiff pole of cock. Squelching sounds came from her pussy, and a fine spray of pussy oils misted her buns and dewed the youth's bush. His hands were cool on her asscheeks. But for both of the avidly fucking pair, the real turnon was watching Derek, the muscleman, rape the hell out of Ari's butt with his titanic prick!
"Look at him ... go!" Rosy gasped, almost choking on her wanton passion. "Watch ... him ... cram that-ahhh!-cock up her pretty butt!"
"Mmmmmm, yeah," Adrian purred.
"Ohhh, wow," Rosy moaned. "Fuck that long cock of yours up my pussy!"
Adrian's fingers dug into her flesh as he obeyed. Pussy sauce gurgled around his hard-driven prick as he fucked it home again and again, delving ever deeper up the red-head's cunt.
His sister was in agony. Derek's cock seemed to be a mile long and half a mile wide. She knew her body would split right down the middle at any moment. But she would have welcomed that-anything to rescue her from the awful scraping of every nerve in her dry-walled and sensitive ass channel!
The dry embrace of her asshole was scraping Derek's cock raw too, but he was revelling in it. Just as safecrackers sandpapered their fingertips to increase their sense of touch, so his tremendous prick was being steadily more sensitized as he pushed it home in the naked, writhing woman's butt. And her every struggle pushed and pulled the walls of her rectum around his probing prick in a hundred different ways, each a breathtaking delight!
Finally every inch of that incredible cock was planted firmly in Ari's ass. She arched her back and shrieked again and again. Every beat of Derek's powerful heart was like another horrible inch of cock being rammed up her ass!
Then Derek began the wearisome but rewarding task of pulling his cock out of his victim's shapely butt. Ari went mad with pain. It was unbelievable! It was unbearable! It was as if her ass passage was being pulled inside out by a million cruelly-barbed hooks.
"Aiiiiii! Oh! Aiiiiiieeeeee!" she cried. Her yells of agony were as effective as her constant twistings as she sought to escape the agony impaling her ass. She drummed the countertop with the heels of her hands and the tears coursed like rain down her cheeks.
At last Derek had his prick withdrawn. Ari's asshole pulsated around the juncture of prickhead and shaft. "Ahhhhhhh, yes," he murmured as pleasure filled his body. His cock tingled with pleasure.
But he wasn't content to merely stand there and let the involuntary contractions of her ass muscle bring him off. He wanted to fuck ass, and that's what he was going to do!
In one overpowering surge of pain Ari's ass was exploding with prick again. She screamed, but her scream died away as the suction of the huge cock pulling out drove breath from her body. And then the tearing prick was surging yet again into her pain-filled butt!
It was as if fire ants had crawled up her butthole and were stinging and biting the inside of her rectum. She felt sure she must be bleeding. The pain was too severe, too harsh for her poopchute not to be torn by the rasping, hard-driven cock.
Then the pistoning prick seemed to be swelling. Impossibly, her asshole hurt even worse with every inward drive of Derek's huge prick. She pressed her cheek against the unyielding countertop, her mouth open in a soundless scream.
Then, with his prick poised just inside Ari's quivering butthole, Derek came. Jism shot along her ass tunnel like the blast from a flamethrower. She found her voice again.
"YeeeeeOOOOOWWWWW!" she wailed. Her white butt jumped off the bar. Her nails scrabbled and broke on the tile. Her asshole was filled with fire!
Derek thrust his giant cock to the hilt in the woman's ass. His come boiled around his thick prick. The seething white sperm lubricated his cock's entry, but Ari felt no relief of the agony that possessed her. The man's come seared her raw ass channel like acid!
Every come-pulse of the massive prick stretched Ari's poopchute with new pain. The tightness of her pain-filled butt kept milking spew after spew of jism from Derek's cock. His mouth was open and working like a beached fish's. He was really getting off on pumping come up the helpless woman's asshole!
At long last the Zeppelin-like prick gave a final squirt of come as Derek's balls exhausted their store of sperm and semen. The cock kept pulsing in the throes of orgasm, and Ari's cries were ceaseless and shrill. Then it quit throbbing and quickly went limp.
A wild contraction of Ari's ass muscles shot the deflating prick out of her asshole in a spray of jism. Her lovely naked body collapsed limply, began shuddering with sobs. Derek looked down speculatively at the outsized prick swinging loosely between his thighs.
His boss was crying out now too, as she and Adrian writhed together in the grip of their shared climax. Shoved far, far up the slathering cistern of Rosy's cunt, Adrian's cock was shooting jism so hard it seemed to squirt up to her tonsils.
At last the fires of passion subsided to a warm, lascivious glow inside her well-fucked pussy. "The slut puts on a good show," she said breathlessly. "What do you think, Derek?"
"Not bad, Rosy," he said slowly. "Not bad at all."
"Neither is Adrian here," Rosy sighed. "All right, pal, you got your three thousand."
She shifted her hips. A lewd smile crossed her face at the feel of his still-rigid prick stirring inside her sopping pussy. "Niiiiice!" she purred. "You know, you really do drive a hard bargain!"