Chapter 5
When the phone call came, Mandy was just getting out of a bath. She'd powdered her naked body before the mirror and turned to the bed where Tanya had laid out what she was to wear that evening. But she couldn't bring herself to touch the skimpy little undies Tanya had purchased for her that very afternoon. She was still trying to get the nerve to pick them up when Tanya tapped at the bedroom door, then opened it and peeked in. "Looks like we'll be staying here tonight," she told Mandy. "Jim and Brewster are going to have dinner catered up here. It's going to be one of those intimate little get together." Mandy didn't like the way Tanya winked. Her new roommate came on in and stood there looking at Mandy's long, lean body.
"God, you've got legs that just don't quit,"
Tanya said.
"They're skinny."
"No, they're beautiful. "They're just the rage now, long, coltish legs like that." Tanya glanced at the bed where she'd put Mandy's outfit. "Go on, put them on. They'll look adorable on you."
"I don't see where it makes any difference. Especially since I'm just going to be Brewster's companion tonight and...." But Tanya had picked the panties up and was holding them out. Mandy held them in her fingers. The skimpy red crotch band was edged with black lace. And the black lace elastic that circled her waist was just that, a band of elastic. There was nothing much to the undies at all. There was only enough satin material to barely cover her cunt and the crack of her ass...barely. But Mandy wriggled into them, anyway.
"Wow!" Tanya said. Mandy didn't tell her that just wearing these naughty under things was making her feel weak in the knees and a little breathless. She began pulling on the rest of her clothes. She couldn't bear to see her reflection in the big mirror by the bed. Again, she thought of her parents and what they might think if they could see her now.
"When you're dressed, come on in to the front room. I'll fix us a couple of drinks before dinner. It'll relax you."
When Jimmy and Brewster arrived, Mandy felt a little faint. She was beginning to feel the effects of the martini Tanya had pushed into her hand. She'd only taken a sip or two and put the thing down, but she could feel it nonetheless.
Brewster was huge! He took Mandy's hands and they exchanged a few polite words while Jimmy and Tanya went to the kitchen. Mandy felt like she was talking to a bear. All she could see was his looming chest and shoulders, his big hands and his rugged, handsome face.
They danced. Brewster told her how much he liked her white skirt and red blouse. Mandy didn't tell him that she had on a pair of naughty panties the same color as the blouse. The big man treated her like a lady. But when they danced, he pulled her so close that she felt helpless and weak in his arms. Her heart never stopped beating. She found her forgotten martini and drank more of it to relax her.
The caterers brought in dinner and set it up. Mandy felt like a princess. The gin was working on her and she'd decided that she might as well have a good time. After all, that was what Jimmy wanted her to do. Be good company for Brewster. She began to think that maybe everything would be okay after all.
But as the evening progressed, she noticed that Tanya and Jimmy had drifted out to the kitchen, then into the hallway. A door closed, Tanya's bedroom door. The sound embarrassed Mandy, but she tried not to show it.
"How dies it feel to be Jim Waltham's private secretary?" Brewster asked. He was sitting very close to her, one arm looped across the back of the sofa.
"It's not quite what I expected." Mandy cursed herself for saying anything.
"You're not quite what I expected, either," Brewster said huskily.
Mandy didn't want him to kiss her, but it was too late. Besides, the way he took her in his arms didn't leave her much choice. She was surrounded by muscle, her lithe body twisting in Brewster's embrace until she was out of breath, her mouth wet from his tongue.
"Nhhhooo!" she gasped, twisting her head away.
"Look, Jim told me about you. I'm not going to be rough with you tonight. I know how old you are." Brewster grinned. "Most of the chicks he fixes me up with don't think twice about flopping across the bed. Maybe I've been needing a little challenge."
"Let's talk," Mandy said, her chest heaving. His kiss had started her cunt juices flooding again. She tried to catch hold of her runaway emotions. Maybe a little drink would help. No! She couldn't get drunk like she had that first time with Jimmy.
"I want to kiss your tits," Brewster said suddenly. Mandy was shocked past reason. She hadn't thought he was that drunk. Then she saw that he wasn't drunk. He just wanted to kiss her tits. She tried to get up, but she was dragged down on the couch, Brewster's big hands slipping up her body. He panted hoarsely, his fingers working a button of her blouse.
"No! Don't...."
It was too late. The big man had peeled the red satin away from her shoulders and jerked it down. She could hardly move her arms now. And his mouth opened as he lowered it down towards the quivering white swell of her tit.
"Yhhaaaahh," she gasped as the wet heat surrounded her nipple. Brewster held her as easily as if he were holding a caught bird.
"God, you smell good," Brewster hissed.
"Somebody might come in and see us," Mandy panted.
"Are you kidding? You know what old Jim is up to, don't you?" Mandy pretended she didn't. "Well then, come with me and you'll find out." Brewster seemed totally out of control. Mandy could see the embarrassment of barging into Tanya's bedroom with her blouse half off. She tried to argue as Brewster pulled her down the hall. But they weren't going into Tanya's bedroom. Instead, Brewster opened a linen closet and pulled Mandy in with him. But it wasn't just a linen closet. It was more, much more.
Mandy gave a little gasp as she realized they were looking through the back of a mirror. The dim light in Tanya's bedroom was enough to illuminate the bed. And that's where the action was. Tanya was on her back, her legs drawn up so that her knees touched her tits. Jim Waltham was lying with his head between the sultry beauty's thighs. His mouth was pressed tightly into the soft flesh of her open cunt. As he licked and sucked at her, Tanya moved her ass in a slow, circular way, rubbing her juicy pussy against her boss's mouth until his chin and cheeks glistened. Brewster flipped a switch and suddenly the linen closet was filled with the sounds of Jim's feasting on Tanya's cunt.
"Get me out of here," Mandy hissed. It was dark in the linen closet and she could feel Brewster's hot hands under her blouse again.
"Let's just take this off," he whispered. It was too late to stop him. Now he was working on her skirt. Mandy knew she couldn't make too much noise or Jim and Tanya would hear. She wondered if Tanya knew about this little room. Her skirt fell away. Brewster's fingers traced the dainty lines of her panties.
"God damn," he said, turning on a very dim light that illuminated their cramped quarters just enough for him to see her. "You're wearing these things and you're telling me you don't want to fool around?"
"I didn't buy them. Tanya...." Brewster's mouth covered hers, smothering her protestations. His fingers petted her plump, firm ass. His chest heaved as he inhaled the musky scent that was filling the linen closet. Mandy realized her own overheated cunt was causing the smell.
"Now you just watch what Jim's doing in there. I'm going to play with you."
Mandy was turned so that her back was to Brewster. She was bent forward slightly, her outstretched hands braced on a low shelf. Brewster got down on his knees and squirmed his large body around so that he was facing her panty covered cunt. More than once, Mandy tried to get to the door. Brewster held her waist, his eyes warning her not to try it.
She watched Jim as he wallowed his face deeper into Tanya's swollen cunt. At the same time, she felt Brewster licking the insides of her thighs. Then he pressed his lips against the satin of her panties and breathed against her pussy. The heat made her shiver. She tried to keep control of herself, but his mouth grew hotter and wetter. He was licking her through the nylon. She began to rock her hips ever so slightly.
"Ohh, ohhhh, stop it! I can't stand it!" She tossed her head, blonde hair tumbling around her shoulders. Her nipples had risen like nuggets of fire, each throb of her cunt making them tingle with pleasure.
Brewster stretched the elastic of her panty crotch over to one side and looped it at the edge of her cunt mound. She was so swollen with passion that it clung there, leaving her hot, dripping cunt fully visible.
"Let me go! Please, let me get out of here!'
Brewster's mouth touched her pussy lightly. He wasn't just plunging in like Jim had done that first night. His lips barely grazed her. His tongue tickled her tight blonde curls. As naughty as she knew it all was, Mandy felt her body responding eagerly to the big man's tender touches. She didn't want to feel like that. He was a stranger, a sex crazed ex football player who wanted her sexual favors. But his tongue was hard and hot as he ran it along the edges of her cunt. Then he licked her hole. His big hands closed around her asscheeks as he stabbed deep into her pussy.
"Ohhhh," she gasped. "Ohhhh, don't."
Mandy was being fucked by Brewster's tongue. He put it in slow and worked it around inside her cunt. Her delicate insides were being rubbed and excited. And while this happened, she saw that Jim had stopped eating Tanya. He was slipping up over her body now, his cock jerking up and down as he nestled it into her juicy, blood swollen cunt.
"Ohhh, Jimmy," Tanya sighed. The hidden mike conveyed her voice into the linen closet as clearly as if Mandy had been standing right by the bed. "Ohhh, Jimmy, put it in me good! Fuck me good."
Jimmy's cock tip was swollen, the white skin pulled back to reveal the darkened cock head. Mandy hadn't really seen it that other time. But as it grazed Tanya's hot cunt, then sank out of sight, she could almost imagine it going into her cunt. Yes, she remembered it all too well. And as she remembered, Brewster's tongue stabbed upwards, dividing her super sensitive cunt flesh until she could keep still no longer.
"Nhhuuh, nhhhaaaahh," she babbled, her arms trembling as she braced herself against the shelf of the secret room.
"You need this baby. You're all swollen up."
"But...I . . .
"Just relax. I'm not going to hurt you."
"I feel so weak and shivery."
"That's how you're supposed to feel." Brewster had gotten up and was standing behind her again. His fingers petted her cunt. She could feel him slipping between her plump lips, caressing her silky, dripping surfaces. Her clit rose and throbbed against his touch. Mandy was dimly aware of the fact that he had slipped his clothes off.
Mandy felt like a bitch in heat. Thank god her mother and dad couldn't see her. She was shameful and weak. She couldn't find the will to stop this crude stranger from molesting her. His finger rolled around her clit again and she arched her back sharply, pushing her ass out.
"Let me gggooooooo."
Brewster hugged her close, his belly hot against her pert, uplifted ass. One hand caressed her tummy while the other continued to pet her pussy. He was reaching down over the front of her body, his finger resting along the length of her cunt slit. As he rubbed her clit, his fingertip searched for her tight, young hole.
"Noooo!" she panted, but already she felt her pussy being opened. Gently, Brewster began to finger fuck her. Her cunt closed tightly around his knuckles, but he pushed deeper anyway. Then Mandy felt something hot and slick against her ass. With shock, she realized that Brewster was spreading oil along his big cock. She shivered with fear. She hadn't even seen that thing while he'd been undressing in the dim light of the linen closet. What was he going to do with it?
Mandy whined and wriggled, trying one last time to push her way toward the door of the linen closet. Brewster had no trouble dragging her back.
"You promised you'd be easy on me!" she panted, her breath a husky whisper now.
"I won't fuck you, baby. At least not in the way you're so afraid of."
"What do you m m mean?" Then suddenly, she knew what he meant. Brewster was holding her firmly with one arm around her slender body while he guided the head of his cock against her asshole. Mandy writhed frantically, but already his slick, streamlined cock was opening her, sliding into her hot ass tunnel. "No!"
"Oh, yes, baby, you've got to learn a little humility."
"Ohh, not like this...."
With a quick thrust, Brewster entered her. Mandy's little asshole tightened behind his cock. As Mandy squirmed in terror, she knew that she must be exciting the big, strong man. She tried to keep still then. But every time he forced more cock up into her ass, spasms of excitement shot through her. As repugnant as she knew this act was, it was making her clit throb. Brewster kept petting it with his free hand to make sure she enjoyed herself.
To be trapped in his strong arms, to feel his hot mouth on her neck...it was too much for her to fight. She began to pant faster. Her nipples were on fire and the rub of her abductor's arm against one of them caused hot shivers to flash through her feverish loins.
She was being fucked in the ass! That big thick cock was dividing her inside, pushing so very deep into her body. It was awful, it was perverse. But she couldn't do anything to make him stop. As she watched through the mirror, Jimmy was really putting it to Tanya. The dark haired girl had her heels dug into the cheeks of his ass, her body lurching and squirming against the bed as she cried out to urge him on.
Each time Jimmy thrust, Brewster forced more of his huge cock into Mandy's ass. She whimpered pitifully now, caught up in thrills that she couldn't ignore. When that special pleasure surged through her, she was too weak to keep from responding.
"I've always dreamed of fucking a young one like you. And before I'm through, I'm going to fill all your holes."
"Ohhhh," Mandy moaned. It wasn't because of what Brewster had said. It was because of what his cock was doing. It felt huge inside her! It was so big, she couldn't really tell which hole it was in. She was so excited! Her hips thrashed one way and then the other. Her firm, round tits shivered every time she moved, exciting her nipples all the more. Her blonde hair hung down over her face. But she could still see Jimmy in the next room, his hands cupping Tanya's curvy ass while he plowed in and out of her pussy. The girl looked very wet and swollen. She bit Jim's neck as he fucked her and he bit her back.
Suddenly, Brewster shoved two fingers into her cunt and stabbed them upwards. With a gurgling sound, Mandy went limp in his arms. He fucked her slowly in the ass while his fingers penetrated her tight, young pussy. To Mandy, it felt as if she were being fucked with two cocks!
"Nhhhhyyyaaaahh!" she cried, her head swaying from side to side. She fell back against the big man's chest, then jerked forward again. And all the while she was being speared by his cock and fingers.
Sometimes his fingers were pulled back as his cock went between the cheeks of her ass. But sometimes he penetrated both her holes at the same time. Her hot juices were gushing now. The slurpy, squishy sound of her pussy being finger fucked was as sexy as the musky perfume that was heavy in the air of the linen closet.
Brewster kept fucking her with his greased prick until she'd forgotten who she was or where she was. Mandy had put her hands down to touch his fingers. She couldn't help herself. She wanted to feel them going up into her pussy. Then, carefully trembling all the time, she reached back a little more until she could feel his balls flopping forward. She touched his cock shaft, felt the greasy surface. Then his balls filled her hand again and Brewster closed his fingers around hers.
"Squeeze 'em baby, squeeze 'em nice and tight."
Mandy felt as if she'd lost her mind. She wasn't the same girl with her ass full of cock. It had done something, made something snap inside her. And with Brewster's fingers going in and out of her tight pussy, the madness was magnified. Her slick, hot cunt flesh squeezed his knuckles. Her cunt muscles rippled as she clasped at the penetration, as she tried to pull his fingers in deeper. It didn't matter what was put inside her holes, Mandy realized. Her body always behaved in the same way. And though the thought of being fucked in the ass was repulsive to her as an idea, the real thing was overwhelmingly sexy!
"Ohhhh, you're doing such awful things to me!" she shrieked.
"And you love 'em, you little bitch." He chewed on the back of her neck again.
Mandy knew it was wrong, but she was doing exactly what Brewster had told her. She squeezed his balls, surprised at how big and spongy they were. When she tightened her long thin fingers around them, he groaned and stopped fucking her ass so furiously. Now he just moved in and out very slowly, his cock tip throbbing against her cunt walls.
"Ohhh, ohhhhh, baby, that's it, baby."
Mandy didn't realize just how exciting her fingers were squeezing his balls. She didn't know that a man was very sensitive at that particular spot. But she was beginning to understand as Brewster's responses grew more frenzied.
Now he was finger fucking her deep and hard. When he thrust his fingers inside her fevered pussy, she squirmed furiously against the hardness, the touching.
"Ohh, ohhhh, I feel so weird!" she bellowed.
"Yeah, baby doll, just go ahead on...."
He meant come. Mandy knew he wanted her to slip over the line. And she was so close...so very close.
"Ohhh, ohhhh, I'm gonna faint!" she screamed.
Her fingers tightened around the big man's balls. She felt each one of them slipping around inside his slick sac. She squeezed harder and Brewster groaned deep in his throat. His cock felt very rigid inside her ass. The tip was pounding like a small, round bomb into the depths of her bowels.
"You beautiful little piece of ass," he murmured, his mouth wet against her shoulder. Then the spurts came. Hot jets of cum blasted into her ass. Mandy shuddered, squeezed Brewster s balls a little harder, and then plunged her pussy up and down against his stabbing fingers. She was coming, too. Coming wildly.