Chapter 2

After Chad left for work that morning, his wife, Lynn, took a long hot bath. She hated these fights over sex, but she was bored to death with screwing. When they were first married, it had been an exciting experience discovering each other's bodies. They fucked two or three times a day and Lynn rarely failed to reach an orgasm. It had been glorious to feel his big, hot dick plunging in and out of her juicy cunt, but as the years passed it slowly became a monotonous ritual. The feel of his dick pumping in and out of her hole was becoming less and less exciting, finally settling into a boredom that she could hardly stand. As time passed, her slit no longer gushed with fluids and the friction of his cock in her dry hole began irritating her sensitive flesh. She couldn't understand why Chad was constantly wanting to have sex when it was so obviously boring.

Returning from the bath, Lynn observed herself in the full-length mirror. She still had the figure of a teen-ager and big firm tits that would be the envy of any stripper. She had a pretty dimpled face with big blue eyes and natural blonde hair that she wore in a page boy style. At thirty-four, Lynn Morton didn't look more than twenty-five.

Slipping into a housecoat, she decided to go downstairs for a cup of coffee before dressing. Slowly sipping the hot fluid, her throughts drifted back to her husband and their never-ending battle., over sex. She loved her husband very much, but she couldn't understand why he insisted on screwing when there was absolutely no pleasure in it.

She was just finishing her second cup of coffee when she heard a rap at the kitchen door. Looking out, she saw that it was Rudy Ford, the delivery boy from the grocery store. He didn't usually come this early, and Lynn wished she had more on than her housecoat. There was something about the insolent way the boy always stared at her that disturbed Lynn. Rudy was a dark, stocky school drop-out who was a delivery boy at the age of twenty-one or two. He was a rather loutish boy with an arrogance that Lynn had always found very annoying.

"Good morning, Rudy," she smiled, opening the door for him.

"Well if it isn't the princess of Wellington Drive," he grinned, glancing down at her bare thighs beneath the short housecoat. "That's a nice pair of legs."

"Just put the box on the table," she said, trying to ignore his remark.

"Corky's bringing in another box," he said, placing his on the table.

"Who's Corky?" she asked.

"Just a guy that's helping me with my deliveries," he said as the other boy entered the room.

He was about the same age as Rudy, but a bit taller with shaggy blonde hair that fell down to his shoulders.

"Thank you, boys," said Lynn when he'd put the other box down.

"Aren't you going to offer us a cup of coffee?" asked Rudy in a sarcastic voice.

"I'm sorry," Lynn answered. "I'm quite busy this morning."

"That's not very hospitable," sneered the surly boy, walking over to the cupboard and helping himself to two cups. "Me and Corky need a cup of coffee."

"Please get out," said Lynn. "I don't have time to entertain you this morning."

"That's too bad," he laughed, pouring the coffee. "We stopped by for a little entertainment."

"What do you mean?"

"Well," he grinned, leering down at her bare thighs. "Corky and me thought it might be fun if you'd entertain us between your legs."

"GET OUT!" she shouted. "Get out of here you filthy little creep."

"That ain't no way to treat a guest," he laughed walking over and slapping her soundly across the ass.

"If you don't get out of here," she screamed, "I'll call the police!"

"No, you won't," he sneered. "Because if you try it, I'll knock your fuckin' head off, and after we're finished with you, you'll be so much in love with us that you won't want to tell anyone."

"You creepy bastard!" she screamed.

"Shut up!" he roared, slapping her viciously across the face. "I don't want to hear no more fuckin' screaming!"

Lynn just stared at him through tear-filled eyes, unable to believe this was actually happening.

"Now let's see your pussy," he whispered in a cold vicious voice. "We wanta find out if you're a real blonde."

When he stepped in front of her, Lynn spit directly into his face. "Get out you filthy creep!"

Bringing his hand back, he struck her across the side of the head, knocking her to the floor. Lying there momentarily stunned, the front of her housecoat had parted and her cunt was completely exposed to their leering eyes.

"Shit," grinned Corky, "that's some pussy."

"She's sure a real blonde," Rudy laughed. "That's real eatin' stuff."

"You're sure not shittin'," panted Corky. "Let's start eatin'."

Slowly opening her eyes, Lynn pulled the front of her gown together, embarrassed that the two horrible beasts had been staring at her pussy.

"Stand up!" shouted Rudy.

When she made no move, he grabbed her wrist and jerked the woman to her feet.

"Now listen to me, you bitch," he hissed, grasping her by the throat. "We'll beat the livin' shit out of you if you don't do exactly as we say."

Lynn couldn't believe this horrible nightmare was happening to her in her own home.

"Now," growled Rudy, "take us up to your bed. Old Corky wants to lick your cunt."

"No," she begged. "Please don't."

Cruelly twisting her arm around her back, they forced her up the stairs to her room. When they entered, Rudy ripped off Lynn's housecoat and hurled her onto the bed.

"There she is," he grinned to his friend. "Start lickin'. I don't dig the taste of cunts."

"I sure do," panted Corky, spit drooling from the corner of his excited mouth.

While Rudy's strong hands held her shoulders back flat on the bed, Corky spread her legs and buried his face in the hairy dryness of her cunt. Thrusting his tongue out, Corky began licking a her cold, dry cuntlips.

Struggling to free herself, Lynn couldn't imagine how any man could be depraved enough to touch a woman's pissy cunt with his mouth. She'd never heard of such a vile thing and she almost puked when his thick wet tongue stroked across her hairy slit.

"Please don't," she begged, trying to get free. "You'll both go to jail for this."

"Like hell we will," laughed Rudy. "When we're finished, you'll be so fuckin' happy you won't say an thing to anyone."

Corky continued lapping at the smooth velvety texture of her dry cunt, unable to understand why it wasn't hot and juicy like other pussies. Thrusting his tongue in as far as possible, he could feel the warm dampness of body moisture but not the hot, slippery juices that always flowed from a turned-on cunt.

With her shoulders pinned back on the bed by Rudy's strong hands, she could feel Corky's tongue moving around obscenely in her twat. She felt utterly degraded to have a man's mouth and tongue probing around in her slit. She couldn't understand how any man could stand the smell or taste of her body secretions and stale piss. Wondering when it would ever stop, she could feel him licking on and on until Lynn began crying from the shameful humiliation.

It was at that moment when she suddenly felt a little spark that exploded deliciously in her body. She ignored it, telling herself that it had only been her imagination. Her loins jerked when the same sensation sparked up again, only more intense. She tried to ignore it, but each stroke of his tongue was sending these strange and wonderful sensations coursing through her body. Having started as little sparks, they were now flaming through her loins like a forest fire. She knew it was depraved and wrong, but her cunt was becoming filled with an ecstasy she'd never felt before.

Corky's cock began throbbing excitedly when he felt Lynn's slippery hot cunt-juices started to flow over his tongue. It started slowly, but soon it was boiling out of her slit, filling his mouth with her delicious twat-juices as his tongue swirled around in her hot slippery hole.

Lynn knew it was vile, but her entire body was reacting to the glorious thrusts of his tongue. Panting excitedly with glazed eyes rolled back, mouth hanging open, toes curled, she was clawing at her big erect nipples with her fingers. It was depraved, but she'd never experienced such an intense joy in her life.

"D'ya like it?" whispered Rudy, seeing the excitement on her face as he pinned her shoulders to the bed.

"No!" she sobbed, trying to keep her selfrespect. "I hate it!"

"Do you want him to stop?" She didn't answer.

"Okay, Corky," he called to his cunt-lapping friend. "That's enough!"

"No!" she panted. "Please don't stop!"

"Then tell him you like it," taunted Rudy.

"I LIKE IT! I LIKE IT!" she cried hysterically. "Ooooooh, God, I love it!"

It was an entirely new experience for the excited woman. She realized how depraved she was acting, but that big hot tongue in her cunt was driving her crazy. Out of her mind with lust, she began writhing her foamy slit up tighter against Corky's slavoring mouth as his tongue wormed deliciously around in the hot wetness of her fuck-hole.

Seeing that he no longer had to hold her down, Rudy released her shoulders and walked downstairs to get the Polaroid camera that was hidden in the box of groceries.

Still sucking the sweet juices from her cunt, Corky slowly withdrew his tongue until the tip of it found her clitty.

"Oh, God!" she moaned, squeezing her smooth thighs against his face. "I'm gonna come! I can't stand it! OH, SHIT, ITS SO GOOD ... SO GOOD ... SO GOOOOOOD!"

Not wanting her to climax before Rudy returned with the camera, Corky rolled the woman over onto her stomach. Clutching her hips, he pressed his mouth into the soft crack of her ass. With her face resting on her arm, she could feel the boy's thick wet tongue probing deliciously around the tight ring of her asshole. She squirmed frantically when he moved a hand under her and found her clitty with the tip of his finger.

"Oh, sweet Jesus!" she squealed, her mind almost blown by the feel of his tongue reaming out her quivering asshole while his finger toyed with her erect little clit.

She was once more on the verge of climaxing when he rolled her over and smacked his wet mouth down against her sweet juicy slit again. His tongue began swirling around deep in her lurching hole, lapping deliciously around her sensitive, slippery cunt walls. Grasping the back of his head, Lynn pushed his mouth down tighter over her frothy cunt.

"Jesus Christ!" she squealed, arching her hips up and clasping her thighs tighter around his juice-drenched face. "Don't stop! Keep suckin' ... KEEP SUCKIN'!"

With her eyes squeezed shut, she was too excited to notice the bright flash when Rudy snapped the picture.

Realizing that the woman was rapidly approaching her climax, Corky began sucking and licking with even more fervor. Having never dreamed that a woman's cunt could be tongue-fucked, this new experience was driving Lynn up the wall.

"That's it!" she shrieked. "I'm coming! OH, GOD, HOW I'M COMING!"

Corky could feel her sweet, juicy pussy jerking and convulsing around his mouth as the near-hysterical woman exploded into her glorious orgasm.

"Did you enjoy that?" grinned Rudy when she slowly recovered from her wild climax. "No!" she hissed.

Now that her lust had been appeased by her orgasm, she realized what a perverted act she'd participated in.

"You seemed to enjoy it," he leered.

"I was forced into it, you dirty bastards!" she screamed, trying to cover her cunt and titties with her hands. "Now get the hell out of here!"

"Not yet!" he shouted, pulling her from the bed and throwing her into a deep-cushioned chair. As she slumped back, he placed himself in front of her, feet spread and arms folded across his thick chest. Grinning lasciviously at her, he slowly reached down and lowered the zipper of his fly. Reaching in, he withdrew his thick semi-hard prick.

Lynn just stared at the big swelling dick as he slid back the foreskin, lewdly exposing his big obscene cockhead. Having never seen any other prick but her husband's, she couldn't believe the gnarled thickness of his half-hard cock.

Opening his belt buckle, Rudy dropped his pants down around his ankles. Not wearing any shorts, his huge crinkly nut-sac and matted hair were completely exposed to the frightened woman. As much as she feared and hated the young punk, the sight of his huge cock and balls sparked a little flame in her loins. There was something fascinating about the way his dick was swelling and hardening as he lewdly slid the thick foreskin up and down over his cockhead.

"Touch it," he whispered.

"No!"

"Damn it!" he shouted, grasping Lynn's hands and wrapping her fingers around his meaty pole. "I said touch it!"

Her fingers couldn't completely encompass the girth of his gnarled shaft. Staring at it with fascination, his cock was throbbing and lurching like a wild animal in her clenched fist. She could feel the hot blood surging through the big distended veins as they throbbed against her fingers.

Filled with fear and disgust, Lynn was nonetheless fascinated by the ever-hardening shaft of hot flesh as the sinewy pole burned deliciously aginst her fingers. Clutching tightly to the thick cock in her hand, Lynn felt a strange excitement rippling through her loins.

Completely unaware of what she was doing, the pretty blonde began unconsciously sliding the thick rubbery foreskin back and forth over his sinewy pole. She could feel every bump and vein sliding under her hand as she moved the skin up and down over his lurching prick.

"Now, suck me off," he grinned down to her as she sat before him in the chair.

"What?" she gasped, unable to believe what she'd heard.

"I told you to put it in your mouth!" he roared at her.

"No! No!" she sobbed, tears running down her face. "I couldn't do that!"

Lynn had heard that some depraved men paid whores to suck on their cocks, but she couldn't believe this filthy beast would actually expect her to perform such a vile act on him.

"Suck!" he shouted again.

"No!" she whimpered. "No! No! No!"

"He said to suck!" shouted Corky stepping up behind her chair. Cruelly grabbing her hair, he forced the woman's face toward his friend's prick.

Through tear-filled eyes, she could see his big purple cockhead only inches away, drops of seminal fluid bubbling out of the small hole on the tip of it. The pain was almost unbearable as Corky twisted her hair, forcing her face closer and closer to Rudy's big pecker. Lynn knew she would puke if her lips ever touched the filthy thing.

"Oh, God," she sobbed. "I just can't do it."

"Open your fuckin' mouth!" shouted Rudy as Corky cruelly twisted her blonde hair.

Unable to stand the pain any longer, she opened her trembling mouth. She could faintly smell the musky odor of his cock as it passed beneath her nose.

"Wider!" growled Rudy. "Open your damn mouth!"

Gagging at the thought of it, the tormented woman opened her mouth as wide as possible, and trying not to choke, she closed her eyes as the boy's big bloated knot slipped between her parted lips. Gulping, she opened her mouth even wider as the long thick shaft skidded along the top of her tongue until it nudged against the back of her throat.

Lynn had expected to gag at the feel of a prick in her mouth, but to her surprise, the texture of his hot cock sliding over her tongue was strangely exciting. The way his big meaty dick filled her mouth sent naughty little sparks tingling in her loins. There was a strong male taste, and to her relief, she found it extremely pleasant.

Clamping her wet lips around his big purple knob, she remained perfectly still, secretly enjoying the feel of it in her mouth. Filled with shame, Lynn couldn't understand why the feel and taste of his vile cock in her mouth was sending such delicious tremors through her hot dripping cunt.

When Rudy grasped her head and began guiding her lips up and down over his rod while he fucked into her mouth, her twat seemed to hum with joy. Within a few brief moments, she was frantically sucking and slurping on the wet, meaty dick that was gliding in and out between her cock-hungry lips.

Grasping the cheeks of his ass, Lynn pulled his dick deeper into her mouth, sucking harder and harder on his delicious big boner. She was in such an aroused state that she didn't even notice the bright flash when Corky snapped another picture with the Polaroid.

Rudy's legs were trembling and jerking as the aroused woman sucked him closer and closer to his climax. Having never sucked a cock before, Lynn wasn't prepared for the torrent of white-hot cum that suddenly began splattering at the back of her throat. Choking and gagging as the thick fluid filled her mouth, she sucked and swallowed frantically, not wanting to waste a single drop of his delicious cock-cream.

When she'd sucked out the last drop, she released his limp prick from her mouth and wiped her jizz-drenched lips with the back of her hand.

"D'ya like that stuff?" he grinned.

"No!" she gasped, once more returning to normal and realizing what a degrading act she'd just performed.

"You better learn to like it," the crude lout leered. "Because from now on you're gonna suck and fuck old Corky and me anytime we want it."

"Like hell I am," she snapped.

"Would your son and husband like to see these pictures?" Corky laughed, holding the photos out in front of her.

Lynn couldn't believe it as she stared at the color prints. From the expression of total joy on her face as Corky sucked her twat, she knew no one would believe she was forced into it. The wild, lusty expression on her face in the picture of her sucking on Rudy's cock would be just as hard to explain.

"You dirty bastards," she gasped. "You dirty, filthy assholes."

"You shouldn't talk to your new lovers like that," grinned Rudy as the two boys moved toward the back door. "We've gotta finish our deliveries now, but we'll drop in and see you tomorrow."

She just stared at them as they disappeared through the door.