Chapter 7
That week Gloria didn't mind the frosty stares of her neighbors. They could glare and whisper about her all they wanted. They didn't know that she was going to be at the biggest party of the year. She could hardly wait to see their faces on New Year's Eve.
Late that week Dr. John Taylor phoned her as he'd promised. "It's all set for the party," he said. "My wife wasn't too thrilled, but I convinced her we ought to be more neighborly. So now, Gloria, I'd like to collect my payment, so to speak."
Gloria knew well enough what that meant. He'd gotten her an invitation to his party, and he wanted her body in return. She didn't mind in the least. She found the doctor very attractive, and she couldn't help thinking quite often about his thick seven-inch cock. She smiled as she spoke into the phone.
"Of course, John," she said. "Just come over to my house any time."
"I'd rather not do that, Gloria," he said. "The women in the neighborhood know who goes in and out of your house, and I can't risk being seen. Could you meet me at a motel instead? I'd like you to be there around nine o'clock tonight, if that isn't inconvenient."
"Of course not, John," Gloria replied. "Whatever you say."
She was a little miffed that the neighborhood bitches were still spying on her, but in the long run it really didn't matter. She was still going to get it on with the doctor, and she'd still be at the New Year's Eve party. She took the name of the motel from Dr. Taylor and started to get ready for their "date."
Figuring she wouldn't be wearing her clothes very long, she didn't dress fancily. She just put on a pair of jeans and a tight pink jersey, and at eight-thirty she grabbed a jacket, got in her car, and headed for the motel. She allowed herself to get just as horny as she wanted during the drive. She certainly didn't have any doubts about getting laid that night.
Gloria found the unit Dr. Taylor had mentioned and knocked at the door. John Taylor quickly answered, a big smile on his face. It was unusual for him to smile. In fact he looked like a cat who'd just eaten a canary. Gloria stepped into the room-and saw, that they were not alone.
"Gloria," John said, "I'd like you to meet my friend and colleague, Dr. Tom Anderson."
Gloria was too surprised to answer. She just gawked at the other man, a burly blond fellow in his mid-thirties who sat on the edge of the king-size bed grinning at her. What in hell had made John bring a buddy along? How were they going to get it on with another guy present? Gloria felt confused and impatient.
"How do you do, Ms. Benson?" Dr. Anderson said. "Or may I call you Gloria?"
"What ever," Gloria said dazedly. "Uh, how do you do, doctor?"
She turned to John with a puzzled look. He was busying himself making a round of drinks from a silver hip flask. He gave Gloria a drink, then Tom and himself.
"Here's to a very interesting evening," he said with a grin.
Tom Anderson just laughed.
Now Gloria was feeling definitely uneasy. There was something strange going on here, something not right at all. At his office Taylor had barely been able to keep his hands off her, but now he was acting nonchalant, as if there were no big hurry. And WHY was Anderson there? Surely they didn't intend to just sit around and chat.
"John," Gloria said nervously, "I'm afraid I have to ask you-what in God's name is going on? I thought it was just going to be the two of us. I mean, I thought you and I-Well, you know."
"Of course I know, honey," John said, giving her a playful pat on the ass. "You and I are going to get it on, like we agreed. Only I thought it would be even more fun if Tom joined us. The more the merrier, you know."
Gloria slowly turned lobster red. "I don't think I heard you right," she said. "Surely you can t mean that he's going to be here while we make love?"
"Not only is he going to be here," John chuckled, "but he's going to make love to you, too."
Gloria backed toward the door. "Oh, now, wait a minute," she said angrily. "I don't do things like that. It wasn't part of our agreement. You can just count me out, doctor."
Suddenly John Taylor was his old stern self. "Look, baby," he snapped, "you don't understand how hard it was to get you invited to that New Year's Eve party. My wife isn't even talking to me this week. I went to a lot of trouble, and I took a big risk. So I expect a big reward in return."
"But, John, TWO of you?" Gloria said.
"Either that or forget the party," Taylor said grimly.
Gloria burst into tears of frustration. She could tell he really meant what he said. Either fuck him and his buddy or forget about the best party of the year. She couldn't bear the thought of sitting home alone on New Year's Eve, but all her principles were against the kinky notion of taking on two men at once.
"Make up your mind, baby," John said impatiently. "We don't have all night."
Gloria gave a big sigh and said, "All right, dammit, you win. I don't like this, John, but I'll do it."
John and Tom exchanged grins. "Well, all right," Tom said, speaking up at last. "Let's start having some fun."
"I'll go along with that," John said, his grin returning. "Take off your clothes, Gloria. Show my friend that fantastic body of yours."
Gloria felt hideously embarrassed. She really didn't want to go through with this little orgy, but even that was better than missing the party of the year. Miserably she pulled off her tight pink jersey, The men gawked at her -huge pale tits which strained at her flimsy little white lace bra.
"Nice," Tom commented, "damned nice."
"You ain't seen nothing yet," John chuckled. "Go ahead, honey, take off the rest of your clothes."
Gloria wanted to sink right through the floor. She unzipped her jeans and stepped out of them, wearing just the bra and a matching pair of white lace bikini panties. The men sipped their drinks and watched her hungrily. She shuddered at the thought that she was going to be their plaything all night.
"Hurry up, Gloria," John said. "Quit stalling."
"Yeah, show us your tits and pussy, baby," Tom laughed. He'd clearly had a few drinks before Gloria arrived, and she suspected John had, too.
But there was no way out, not unless she wanted to miss the party, so she reached around and unhooked her tightly packed little bra. She drew the little garment off and dropped it on the floor, and her big ripe tits wobbled out to stand firm and pointed. The men ogled the creamy-pale globes and dainty pink nipples.
"Fantastic pair of knockers," torn said with a leer. "You lucky devil, John, you get to play with tits all the time."
"Tom's in surgery," John explained. "He doesn't get the chances I do. But honestly, Tom, it isn't very often that I get a patient as attractive as Gloria. Usually it's wrinkled old bags."
Gloria couldn't join in their laughter. It was all she could do not to burst into tears of mortification as she began inching down her panties. She wished she could have been alone with the doctor, not put on display far his buddy as well. She eased her panties down as slowly as she could, wanting to postpone the final embarrassment of standing before them naked.
But she could only delay so long. Soon they could see the adorable little globes of her ass, then the dainty auburn curls of her bush. At last the white lace panties slithered down her legs and she stepped out of them, blushing hotly. Both men leered at her.
"Gorgeous, absolutely gorgeous," Tom sighed. "I can hardly wait to ball her."
"Then go right ahead," John laughed. "You're my guest, so you can be first."
"I suppose I don't have any say in this?" Gloria said grimly.
"Afraid not," John replied. "We made a deal, and you'll have to do whatever I want-IF you want to be at that party."
Gloria cursed him silently. She hated being used like this, but what could she do? Dr. John Taylor had the thing she wanted most, her ticket to social acceptance. All she could do was endure whatever indignities they laid on her that evening. After all, she'd sold her body, and the buyer intended to take full advantage of it.
Tom Anderson stood up and started to undress, his eyes glued hungrily to Gloria's superb naked body. He ogled her big heavy tits and pretty little reddish-brown muff as he removed his slacks and sport shirt and shoes. He pulled off his T-shirt, and Gloria felt a first faint glimmer of interest in the man. He had a fine broad chest matted with thick blond hairs, and his arms were heavily muscled.
Tom quickly slipped out of his shorts, and Gloria gawked at his crotch. His cock was perhaps six inches long, not as long as John's, but it was enormously thick. To her frightened eyes it looked as thick as her wrist. His prick stood up stiff and swollen, springing from a thick patch of blond curls. The fat purple head of his cock was leaking big drops of juice.
"Let's go, honey," Tom said hoarsely.
"Go on over to the bed, Gloria," John said commandingly. "Please stop stalling."
Gloria moved, though very much against her will. She didn't want to fuck that total stranger, especially not in front of an audience. She just kept reminding herself that this was her ticket to the New Year's Eve party, and in that way she managed to get to the bed and climb onto it. Tom quickly lay down beside her and cupped her big hot heavy boobs. His hot moist hands eagerly squeezed and molded the ripe silky globes.
John Taylor stood beside the bed watching them with a big grin. The crotch of his pants was sharply tented. As Tom played with Gloria's satin-skinned jugs, John began to undress, too. When he was naked, his thick seven-inch cock hugging his belly in a fierce hard-on, he sat on the edge of the bed and went on watching the action.
Gloria felt totally mortified. It was bad enough to have to ball a man not of her own choosing, but it was even worse to have a second man sitting just a foot away and gawking at her. She promised herself that she'd never get together with Dr. Taylor again. She didn't like his creepy ideas of having fun.
"Gloria, you're tense," John said. "Why don't you try to relax?
"Relax?" Gloria said. "Are you kidding? I've never done anything like this before, and I don't like it."
John scowled. "Excuse me," he said, "but I don't feel much sympathy. Every man on our block has guessed how you get invited to parties, how you got into the country club. Are you going to tell me you haven't balled Howard and Stan and Jim? No, I don't think you are. So what's one more man, Gloria? Try to explain that to me."
Gloria blushed hotly and blinked back tears of shame. John was right, she'd turned into some kind of whore in her frantic search for social acceptance. She really couldn't blame him for thinking that she'd do anything-literally anything-to get ahead. No wonder he'd thought she'd go for this kinky perverse scene.
Meanwhile Tom was enjoying himself with her big swollen tits, kissing and caressing the hot silky flesh, rubbing her pretty little pink nipples with his thumbs until the soft buds went erect and stiff Gloria didn't feel a bit of lust. She was too upset about being watched, too angry about being forced into this mini-orgy.
"I can't wait any longer," Tom sighed. "I gotta have you, baby. Roll over for me. On your hands and knees.
Wearily Gloria obeyed, knowing she might as well just get it over with. She got onto her hands and knees and poked her pert little ass up in the air. She could hear John chuckling softly as his buddy knelt behind her and seized her slim hips to steady himself. It killed her to know that John would be watching her every second while Tom fucked her.
Then Tom was pressing the huge rock-hard head of his cock against the dry unprepared mouth of her little box. Gloria gritted her teeth and prepared to take the thick meat. Tom grunted and pushed, his enormously swollen cock-head stretching the tight mouth of her cunt painfully. Gloria moaned in fright.
"Dammit, she's dry," Tom snapped. "I don't think I can even get in."
John laughed and said, "Well, fortunately, there's a doctor in the house. I think I can take care of your problem."
He'd brought his medical bag with him, and he reached into it for a tube of lubricating jelly. He squeezed a big glob of the stuff onto his fingers. Tom got back out of the way while John took his place, kneeling behind Gloria's adorable upturned ass.
"Qooaoo," Gloria squealed.
She felt a sudden icy sensation as John thrust three stiff jelly-coated fingers up her twat. It was shocking and exciting at the same time. She gasped as she felt his long thick fingers probing around in her tight little box, spreading the lubricating jelly. She could easily have grooved on it-but then he was withdrawing his fingers, leaving her cunt slick and juicy.
"Now give it a try," John chuckled.
"You better believe I will," Tom panted.
Again Tom got behind Gloria and pressed the huge hard head of his dick against her snug little cunt-mouth. This time he had no trouble getting into her. She gasped and moaned as she felt her tight little box slowly stuffed full of his thick rock-hard prick. He glided in slowly but easily till his knobby cock-head butted her womb.
"Ahhhhhh, Jesus, that's better," he sighed.
"Nice box, huh?" John laughed.
"Christ, yes," Tom agreed. "Really tight."
Gloria wished they'd shut up. She didn't like being talked about as if she had no feelings. And besides, she wanted to feel the thrusts of Tom's big thick cock. She didn't care much for the man, but as usual she was in urgent need of a good hard fuck. Her nervousness was vanishing quickly as she felt his stiff throbbing cock inside her.
She soon got her wish. Tom took a deep breath and began balling her, working his enormously thick rod slow and deep and hard in her jelly-filled twat. Gloria gasped and clawed the bedspread as the first dizzying waves of pleasure washed over her body. No matter how angry she felt towards the two men, she couldn't deny the joy of being well fucked.
"Oh, Jesus," Tom moaned, "it's good. Damn, it's good."
Gloria agreed, but she didn't want to give Tom and John the satisfaction of knowing that she liked it. She gritted her teeth and stifled all her cries of pleasure. She tried to remain stiff and unresponsive as she took thrust after delicious thrust from Tom's thick throbbing dick. But it was hard to conceal every sign of arousal because she was getting homier by the second.
At last her cunt betrayed her by starting to cream heavily, helplessly, around Tom's stiff probing cock. Soon his thick meat was making a lewd slurping and squishing noise as it reamed her tight little box again and again, forcing out her gushing cream. The obscene wet noise got louder and louder, till John heard it and began to chuckle.
"That jelly really works, doesn't it?" he laughed.
Gloria breathed a sigh of relief. The man didn't know how wildly turned on she was, didn't realize that it was her own gushing cunt-cream, not the jelly, that was making that lewd sound. She dug her nails into the bed and tried not to make a single cry as Tom began to ball her ever harder and faster.
"Hey, Gloria," John said, leaning forward and leering fight into her face, "how does it feel? Is my buddy fucking you pretty good?"
"Go to hell," Gloria hissed.
John just laughed. "I bet she digs it," he said, "but she's just not admitting it. I KNOW she loves to fuck. You should have seen her in my office last week."
"I'll get to her," Tom panted. "I'll get her off. If there's anything I can't take, it's a frigid woman."
Frigid? Gloria didn't know whether to laugh or cry. If only they'd known it, she was so horny she could have screamed. She wanted to come desperately, but she just didn't want to give them the victory. Her whole belly seemed to melt with ecstasy each time Tom reamed her red-hot cunt with his thick hard meat, but Gloria fought against corning.
Gloria moaned.
Tom fucked her faster and faster, his belly smacking loud against her upturned little ass, his bloated balls slapping rhythmically against her soaked little pussy. Gloria's curvy body began to flush all over with arousal, and she couldn't control the heavy flooding of her cunt as her twat-juice boiled around his plunging meat.
She fought land fought the pleasure-and lost. Suddenly Torn reached around her and seized her red-hot swollen clit between his thumb and forefinger. Still fucking her hard and fast, he began to knead her little joy-button, doubling her pleasure. It was more than Gloria could resist.
"Oooooo," she squealed.
Both men laughed, and Tom kneaded her red-hot soaked clit faster and harder. With her sensitive little love-bud being massaged by his expert fingers and her horny little twat steadily reamed with his thick hard cock, she finally lost her self-control. The wicked pleasure overwhelmed her, and her body exploded in a powerful orgasm. "AHHHHH," Gloria wailed.
This time Tom could see her hot sticky cream gushing out to soak his balls. If that wasn't evidence enough that she was coming, he could watch her lovely body writhing and bucking in front of him and hear her hoarse cries of pleasure. He and John watched, grinning, as Gloria clawed the bed and rocked in the violent spasms of climax.
"Congratulations, my friend," John chuckled, "you finally got her off."
"Yeah, and now I'M getting off," Tom moaned. The burly blond doctor was dripping with sweat and red-faced with effort after his prolonged effort to make Gloria come. He gave a few mare deep hard thrusts of his cock in her fiery-hot nipping cunt, and then he bellowed and shot his load, filling and overflowing her tight little box with his steamy come.
"Awwwww, Christ, YEAH," Tom yelped.
He'd hardly finished coming before he pulled out of her, and Gloria sank down on her belly, red-faced with shame. She wished she hadn't lost control of herself like that, for now the two men were giving her knowing grins. Their opinion of her was confirmed-that she was a natural whore.
"My turn," John said eagerly.
Gloria moaned, but she knew there was no way out of balling both men. John flooped onto his back beside her, his seven-inch dick pointing at the ceiling and drooling a steady stream of bright bubbling juice. Tom sat on the edge of the bed to watch, grinning wickedly.
"Sit on me, Gloria," John ordered.
Gloria blushed hotly. It was the most exposed position he could possibly have chosen. With her sitting on his cock, both men, could see everything, from her big bouncing boobs to the wet red flesh of her pussy. But there was nothing she could do about it. Miserably Gloria got up and squatted over the dark-haired doctor.
"Okay, get it in," John panted.
He didn't make a move to help her, just lay there with his big stiff prick sticking up. Gloria, still blushing furiously, brought her soaked little cunt mouth down onto the huge hard purple head of his cock. Her cunt was so juicy with jelly and twat-juice and come that she had no trouble at all taking his big long dick. It slid swiftly and easily up her creamy little hole, butting her womb.
"Ahhhhhh," John sighed. "Nice and hot. And WET. You are one super piece of ass, baby."
His words were merely humiliating to Gloria. She not only had to endure-his crude remarks, but there was Tom sitting just a foot away, ogling her wobbling boobs and watching John's thick pale meat slice deep between her plump pink pussylips. She'd never felt so embarrassed in her life.
"Don't just sit there, Gloria," John said with a leer. "Fuck .me."
"Fuck yourself," Gloria snapped.
"Now, now," John clucked, "you do want to go to that party, don't you? So put on a good show for us, honey. You do the work. Ball me."
For a fleeting moment Gloria wondered if that New Year's Eve invitation was really worth the price she was paying. Then she imagined herself accepted into the group at last, being friends with all those rich and glamorous young people. Yes, it was worth anything, even this humiliation.
She began to move. She worked her slim hips up and down, sliding her drenched hot cunt up and down the thick hard pole of John's cock. Her big full breasts wobbled steadily, and there was that lewd slurping noise again as John's big dick reamed the juice out of her tight little box. Both men were chuckling softly.
"Good girl," John laughed. "Just fuck me nice and hard. I'm sure you know how, Gloria."
Gloria tried to shut out his mocking remarks and Tom's wicked grin. She just concentrated on her job, which was to bring John off as quickly as she could. She jerked her pussy up and down faster and faster, her hot cream gushing out to soak his belly and balls. The faster she moved, the better it felt.
"Now that's service," Tom laughed.
"Too bad you didn't think of it," John grinned. He just lay there with his arms folded behind his head, watching the lovely auburn-haired divorcee as she fucked him. He seemed especially turned on by watching his own pale thick cock slicing in and out between her drenched plump cunt-lips. Soon his eyes took on that glassy, horny look, and he was moaning softly.
"Yeah, fuck me, Gloria," he sighed. "Use that nice hot box of yours. Christ, that's good."
Gloria was beginning to agree. At first she'd just felt humiliated at having to sit in that exposed position and do all the work. But gradually she came to dig the thick thrusts of his long hard prick, and she knew she wouldn't have any problem coming again. She might despise the two men, but her horny little cunt wasn't that particular?
"Jesus," Tom sighed, "I'm getting horny again just watching this."
"That's what it's all about," John laughed. "We can keep going all night this way."
Gloria moaned. It was fun fucking him, yes, but she didn't enjoy the idea of doing it all night. She tried even harder to bring him off, hoping he wouldn't be able to get another cock-stand. But then there was the problem of Tom. Glancing over at him, she saw that his thick pale prick was hard again, standing right up and hugging her belly.
Come on, doctor, get off! Gloria thought urgently.
She was working her red-hot juicy cunt as fast and hard as she could around his swollen meat, and though he was obviously enjoying it, he didn't seem anywhere near coming. Gloria tightened her powerful young cunt muscles, hoping to squeeze him into a climax. His eyes rolled, he moaned hoarsely-but he didn't come.
There was only one more trick she could think of to bring him off. She reached down between her own thighs and cupped his hot swollen balls. She massaged the throbbing bags in her hot little fist, still working her drenched little box furiously up and down the steel-hard pole of his cock.
"Oh, Christ," John yelped. "I'm coming-but you're coming with me, baby?
He reached out and seized her clit. Just as Tom had done, he kneaded the slick little bud furiously. The trick worked. Just as Gloria felt his come sizzling up her cunt, she exploded into orgasm, rocking violently over him, moaning and wailing.
"EEEEE," Gloria shrieked.
She lost her balance and tumbled off his belly, writhing and sighing on the bed. The last of his hot sticky come jetted into the air. But she'd hardly begun catching her breath before Tom was grabbing her and pulling her to him. Gloria saw no point in resisting now. She rolled onto her back, opened her legs, and let him crawl on top of her. Tom rammed his new hard-on into her savagely and began to ball her hard and fast.
Then out of the corner of her eye Gloria saw John frantically pumping his limp cock.
She moaned. Damn John, he was trying to get it up again. Maybe he wasn't kidding when he mentioned fucking her all night. As she gasped under the brutal deep plunges of Tom's thick meat, she watched John busily frigging himself. To her amazement and disappointment, he had his cock stiff again in less than a minute.
"Hey, Tom," he panted, "I've got an idea. Roll her onto her side."
Tom obeyed, rolling so that he and Gloria were on their sides and face to face. The next thing Gloria knew, John was snuggling up to her back and easing his rock-hard prick between the taut crease of her ass. She gasped in shock. The damned fool was trying to push his dick up her cunt, right along with Tom's cock.
"Nooooo," Gloria wailed.
But there was no stopping the two hotly aroused men. Tom thought his friend's idea was amusing, and he pushed right along with John as the dark-haired doctor wedged the big swollen head of his cock into Gloria's snug but slick cunt-mouth. Then she felt her searing-hot little box being slowly stuffed with two swollen pricks She was, too stunned to resist.
"Some fit, huh?" John sighed.
"Tight as hell," Tom moaned.
To Gloria's amazement, they actually did it, both thrusting their stiff cocks all the way to her womb. She waited to be torn, stretched, hurt-but all she felt was a dizzying wicked excitement. She couldn't help it, it was a powerful turn-on to take two cocks at once. And to her surprise, it felt GREAT.
"Oh, God," she whimpered, "YES. Yes, do it to me."
"You like it, baby?" John panted.
"You dig taking two cocks?" Tom sighed.
"Oh, my God, yes," Gloria whined, "it feels fantastic."
That was all the encouragement the two men needed to start balling her like mad, thrusting their thick cocks in unison, reaming and stuffing her blazing-hot little cunt. With all that delicious friction, Gloria started to come right away, and she didn't stop coming for the few furious minutes they were fucking her.
"AHHHH," she moaned, "do it again. More. Oh, yes, yes, YES."
But the two men were too excited to last very long. As Gloria's convulsing cunt squeezed and milked their deep-thrust pricks, they bellowed and shot their loads. The sizzling come overflowed her tight little twat and gushed out to make a huge puddle on the bed. Then John and Tom rolled away from her to gasp for breath. Gloria felt deeply ashamed-she'd lost control of herself again, even gotten off on taking two pricks at once.
"Well, that does it for me," Tom sighed.
"Yeah, I'm fucked out, too," John panted.
They got up and dressed, while Gloria still lay naked on the bed, catching her breath and trying to overcome her deep humiliation. She knew she was turning into a tramp, an utter slut, yet she seemed helpless to control her lusty impulses.
"Well, thanks for the fuck, baby," John said coolly as he and his friend headed for the, door. "And in case I don't get a chance to talk to you at the party, Happy New Year."
"Thanks," Gloria said dully, "thanks a lot."