Chapter 3
Marilee was weary from tossing and turning all night, waiting for John to come home, and her thoughts were so confused. How could she still love her new husband after the brutal way he had fucked her in his office? He just couldn't love her or he wouldn't have raped her so cruelly. Her tight little pussy was still sore and painful from the merciless entry of his huge thick cock and there were big black bruises on her arms and legs.
Yet, if their marriage was going to hold together, she would have to try to forget his rapacious attack and work harder at being a good wife, the sad young bride thought. Yes, today they would start all over again, she thought with a look of stern determination on her face. There would be blueberry pancakes and bacon and steaming hot coffee waiting for him, and he would know she had forgiven him. Obviously, John had gone without sex during his assignment in Australia, or he wouldn't have needed to fuck her desperately enough to lose control and ravage her unwilling little cunt right there on the floor at the newspaper!
Marilee put thoughts of it from her mind and prepared the pancake batter. Then she waited and waited ... and waited. Where was he? It certainly couldn't take all night to cover that birthday party for the hundred year old woman out in Queens, and then to write it!
Suddenly, Marilee began to cry. Her mind "was in a turmoil as she abruptly came face to face with the chance that John wouldn't be coming home again ever! Now she hated the house and felt the need to get away from it, to go someplace so she could forget how brutally he had fucked her the day before and the possibility of her new husband never coming back to her!
Marilee tried to stop her flow of tears, and had just managed when she saw John and a beautiful brunette walk up in front of their apartment building from the living room window. He was talking animatedly with the woman, who was dressed in a jogging suit and when she turned, Marilee recognized her as Perry Ellsworth's girl friend, Tessa. Marilee's eyes narrowed as she peered at the older woman, her instincts aroused. Tessa Hayward was certainly not someone she trusted! The few times they had met, Marilee had felt cold shivers ran up and down her spine from the look in the other woman's cat-like eyes. It was the same expression she saw on the faces of men sometimes.
Marilee met her blushing and obviously embarrassed husband at their door, and assumed that he was feeling guilty about his treatment of her last night. As she stared quietly at him, the inexperienced young bride wasn't sure how to act and his action, his guilty expression, really didn't make things any easier. Then, without even kissing her, John said nervously, "Sorry about taking so long, but had a follow-up on that story in Queens."
Marilee nodded curtly, waiting to hear his apology for his unspeakable behavior toward her the day before.
But, the young reporter's guilt about how Tessa Hayward had just sucked his prick a half-hour before was rapidly evaporating with the heat of his growing anger. When Marilee just stood there not saying a word, he asked sarcastically, "What's up your ass?"
Huge accusing tears immediately bubbled up in Marilee's eyes. He wasn't sorry at all about his rape, he just didn't care! She squeezed her eyes tightly shut and slowly shook her head from side to side, "You're a bastard!"
John Owens drew back slightly, uncertain of what she meant. She can't know about Tessa Hayward licking my cock! Finally, he said, "I suppose you're still pissed about yesterday!"
"Oooooooohhh!" she screamed. "You bet! You practically ripped my cunt in two! I was in agony all night! And my pussy is still sore you ... you...."
John stepped quickly toward her, suddenly contrite, his arms reaching out. "Honey ... I'm sorry." He took the wildly sobbing blonde in his arms and awkwardly patted her back. "I'm sorry," he crooned. He felt her entire body shudder with the force of her tears and then she was staring up at his face like a small child seeking solace. "I'm sorry, too," she cried. "It was just as much my fault as yours ... but ... but you're so eager and rough sometimes."
"It's okay, Marilee! I'll try to be different." He kissed her gently and tasted the salt of her tears. "I'm beat ... why don't you come to bed with me?"
The young man felt her body stiffen just as though an electric current had passed through it, and she shuddered in revulsion. With all the suddenness of a lightning flash, his anger returned and he nodded, "Yeah. Oh yeah! That's what I thought. Come on to bed. I said I'll be gentle and I won't act rough."
Frightened, Marilee pushed away from him. "No," she said too quickly, "I have to go to the supermarket and get a few things. You go to bed and sleep, and I'll wake you up when I get back John."
"Sure ... sure!"
"You're not being fair! I do have to go to the supermarket!"
"Oh fuck! Go then! I don't care!" John yelled at her as he stalked out of the room.
Marilee watched him go with mixed emotions, a compound of hurt and relief. He was being completely unfeeling, but she was glad to be leaving the house instead of getting another fucking!
Almost two hours had passed, and Marilee continued to walk, though she wasn't paying attention to where. She could be going in circles, it didn't matter. She just had to go out, though she knew. Unknown to her, however, she was passing Perry Ellsworth's apartment building and the editor of the New York Globe and his wanton brunette girlfriend had been standing in the lobby talking to the black security guard, Sam.
Sam and Perry were discussing sex, as usual, when Perry's girl friend interrupted them.
"Perry, love, is that Owens' new wife?"
The editor stopped talking and turned to look out the glass door of the lobby in time to see the troubled blonde pass.
"Well, I'll be fucked by a camel if it isn't. What a beautiful little ass she's got under that tight skirt. I think I'll say hello. If she's half as hot as you say Owens is, I'd like to get a piece of the action," the editor said, with a leer on his ruggedly handsome face.
Humming, the editor walked out onto the street and caught up with her. He grinned as she turned towards him. "Hey, little lady, how are you?" he asked, taking her arm and letting his hand slide sensuously across her proud young tits, but in an accidental way.
The young bride said curtly, "I-I'm just fine, Mr. Ellsworth." She didn't like Perry Ellsworth, and she wanted to get away from his lewdly leering eyes as fast as possible.
"Wait a minute, what's your hurry? I wanted to tell you that Tessa and I are having a party tomorrow night. I'd like you and John to come, if you don't have other engagements."
"We have other plans," Marilee said too quickly, "so we can't come. Sorry."
The older man grabbed her arm again and said ominously, "I suggest you change your plans and attend this party. You know, little lady, a wife is supposed the help the advancement of her husband's career. Your husband's editor might be getting a little tired of your highfaluting attitude and ideas. If you want your husband to get his byline some day, then you'd better start acting a little nicer. You know that he's good, but a man's only as good as his better half. Get the idea? Now you be here tomorrow night, or else you'd better be prepared to be the wife of a two-bit reporter for the rest of your life. Also, later on this week we're giving a party for Dave Buchanan. He cracked the milk-ring case. I want you to be there to help entertain the guy. He loves juicy young blondes," his eyes traveled down to her huge, sensuous tits. "Especially blondes with nice ... ah...."
Marilee jerked her arm from the older man's grasp, and walked away quickly. She didn't hear Tessa Hayward's gleeful laugh and her taunting, "You really turned on the old charm, that time, lover-boy."
"Shit," Perry growled in admiration, "The cunt's got spunk ... and I'm really going to enjoy breaking that little blonde in."
"Break a leg, darling ... and I think you've got your work cut out for you."
Ellsworth licked his lips and stared at the blonde's departing ass. "With tits like she's got, and that beautiful ass of hers she can't possibly be a snow-queen." His eyes narrowed in suspicion and he turned to his girlfriend. "You keep your hooks off her until I get to her, or you're in trouble."
"I'm shaking with fright," Tessa Hayward replied and then giggled.
It should be amusing tomorrow night, she thought. A great deal of planning had gone into this party. The Owenses were the only ones who didn't know that these New York Globe parties were wild orgies. She thought the young reporter, John Owens would be easy to handle, but his new wife would definitely have to be coddled. Yes, Perry really had his work cut out for him, and if he failed, it was agreed that she could make an attempt. A little flutter of excitement rippled through her cunt, and abruptly the voluptuous brunette realized that she actually hoped Perry would fail with the voluptuous young blonde bride, for Tessa's pussy was all hot thinking about what only a woman could do to another.
Marilee Owens was still furious when she got home. She was absolutely livid with rage. How dare that ... that horrible beast have the nerve to order her to appear at the newspaper party. It was blackmail, pure and simple! She fumed all the way home and was in the middle of making a pot of coffee and mumbling to herself when John wandered sleepily into the kitchen and asked, "What the hell is all the slamming of cabinets about?" He was getting ready for a fight, but he wasn't prepared for her angry words.
"That horrible animal ... your precious editor, I talked to him on the street and he had the gall to say that we had to attend his party, or he'd see that your career has had it."
"He's the man who can do it, baby. That's what the hell I was trying to tell you when I said you should be nice to him. You know Rory Selwyn and his girl friend, Lisa Marks. Well, Rory gets all the good assignments because Lisa let Ellsworth fuck her," he said, watching her face for the reaction he was sure would come.
"Oh, My God! No, she couldn't! She wouldn't!" Marilee said in alarm. "Would she?" Then angrily, she retorted, "Well, I'm certainly not going to let him ... fuck me!"
You better not, he thought to himself, you'd blow my chances of ever getting in with the old bastard with that icy cunt of yours! Still, though, there was enough at stake to try to make her at least go to the party. He had to convince her, because his whole career in journalism was out the window if he was passed over again.
Trying to cajole her, John said, "Sweetheart, let's go to the party tomorrow night. Just speak politely. You don't have to fuck him, just be nice."
Marilee stared at him for a long time, then said, "All right, darling, we'll go. I'll be nice to the bastard, but that's as far as it goes. No way am I going to let him fuck my pussy!"
Perry Ellsworth's and Tessa's apartment was already full of people when John and Marilee arrived. The pretty young blonde greeted the editor coolly, but without the antagonism of the day before and Perry let his eyes rove over her lushly ripened tits with anticipation, but didn't have his usual lewd manner with her.
"Glad you could make it, my dear, Owens."
"Thank you," Marilee said disinterestedly, reflecting on the fact that they really had no choice in the matter. She would have to watch her manner, or her new husband would suffer for her actions. Her beautiful blue eyes wandered around the room in recognition of some other reporters and John's friend. Then, a moment later, John took her arm and led her to the corner of the room where Herb Lewis was serving drinks behind the bar.
Shyly, Marilee smiled in recognition of the man she had met at the paper, the day John had arrived back from Australia.
"Well, hello there, Marilee, John. What can I get you?"
"Make it two whiskey and water," John replied.
Holding their drinks, they stood for a minute, and chatted with people they knew from the Globe while Marilee was talking to one of the secretaries, then John drifted slowly over to where Tessa Hayward stood speaking animatedly to Rory Selwyn. All the way across the room the younger reporter was mentally undressing the voluptuous brunette, and for a second he felt his cock lurch hotly when he remembered how good her lips had felt the day before when she had sucked on his prick until he came in her soft warm mouth.
John immediately forced his thoughts into another channel, and shook hands with his rival, saying, "Hi there, Rory, and Tessa, it's a great party." He raised his glass, "To the most beautiful woman here." As he drank, Tessa's slightly amused eyes met his, and he could see the invitation in them, as surely as if she had spoken aloud.
Several hours later, with the noise level increased to a loud din and Marilee was getting nervous as she watched the activity going on around her. The guests had begun making outrageous advances to each other. She saw a man she knew from the newspaper sitting beside a young copy girl with her blouse open from the neck almost to the waist, his hand wildly exploring her naked titties. She could see the editor talking to the girl friend of another reporter who worked with John, and his hand was underneath her skirt, making rhythmic movements up between her legs. Suddenly, with a sinking heart, she knew she had to get away from there right away. She had heard rumors that these were wild parties, but she never realized before just how far these depraved people would go. Oh God ... this must be one of those wild orgies she had heard people discussing. She tried to catch John's eye to tell him she wanted to leave, but her young husband was too occupied with Tessa Hayward. Finally, she made her way over to where he was standing and said, "John, I think it's time to leave. Would you get my coat for me, and I'll wait for you outside, darling."
The young bride didn't wait for his answer, she slipped quietly and unnoticed out the door into the hall. She waited for fifteen minutes, nervously pacing up and down and anxiously listening through the door as she wondered why he didn't come to her.
John Owens, however, was feeling his drinks and was quietly smoldering, angry with his new wife for wanting to go home early. Besides, he was having a good time and wanted to stay until the real fun started. "Fuck her," he muttered and wound his way to the bar.
"How about a double, Herb. Think I'll get drunk," the young reporter slurred.
"That's the only way to go, Owens," Lewis guffawed, and mentally surmised that the young man didn't have far to go.
John sat at the bar for several minutes, glowering to himself and thinking how unlucky he was to be married to such a cold unfeeling bitch. His eyes searched the room for Tessa Hayward, but she had disappeared. Now there's a real cunt. She knows how to take care of a man's needs!
Suddenly, he decided to go tell Marilee that he wasn't coming home with her. She would have to go by herself if she was so hot to leave. Only a couple steps from the door the young reporter was stopped by Perry Ellsworth who muttered pleasantly, "John Owens! Where's your lovely young bride? Don't tell me she's hiding from me?"
"I think she just went outside for a breath of fresh air," John h-edged and quickly reached for the door. "I thought I saw her talking to Rory Selwyn."
John heaved a sigh of relief and had turned to got out the door when he was held back by two other couples and then, two drinks later he was still there and the drunk young man didn't realize how fast the time had passed.
Meanwhile, after almost thirty minutes of waiting, Marilee Owens sighed angrily and cursed her own weakness for coming to the party. Her head ached and she was sick of this whole sex-crazy scene as she paced impatiently to and fro, in the hallway. For at least the fifth time she peeked in the door, wondering where John could be. She didn't sight him and, oddly enough there seemed fewer people in the living room. As the nervous young bride turned away, she paused. A sound had come from the ... stairwell. Voices! Probably a couple from the party getting a breather. She'd just ignore them. Marilee had taken several steps away in the opposite direction when she heard a man's voice say, "Who the fuck taught you to make love like that?"
The answer was a girlish gasp and an exclamation of, "Aaaaaaiiiiiiii, do that again; it's beautiful! Feels so good! Don't stop ... don't ever stop!"
Marilee's breath caught in her throat. She crept towards the door of the stairwell and she gasped as she saw two half-naked bodies locked in a lewd embrace of lovemaking. The obscene sight caused her to freeze in shock. The girl was lying almost full length on her back across a step with her skimpy dress pushed up and her long slender legs raised high in the air. Even as the blushing young bride watched, the man slid down to the floor until his head was between her nakedly widespread cunt, his face even with her naked pussy. The girl was moaning words and phrases that were broken and swallowed and spat out with passion, and Marilee found herself listening, unable to move now for fear of being detected.
"Oh, yes, sweetheart! Lick it ... lick it ... eat my pussy! Oooooohhhhhhhhh, it's heavenly!"
The young reporter's wife could believe neither her eyes nor her ears. A tightening sensation had caught at the pit of her stomach, and she blinked her eyes in stunned disbelief. She had to assure herself that she was actually seeing correctly, so she quietly took a couple of steps toward them. The moaning woman out there had clutched at the hair of the kneeling man's head with both hands and was desperately grinding her cunt up against his face. Momentarily, Marilee thought she saw his tongue lash out snake-like and disappear into the hair-lined slit of the wanton girl's writhing pussy!
Marilee gasped in sudden shock as the woman's head began flailing from side to side and she recognized the contorted face of Tessa Hayward, Perry's girl friend! But who was the man? She couldn't see his face but she knew it wasn't Perry. She had seen Tessa's boyfriend inside the living room as she peeked through the door a few seconds before.
The obscene scene was beyond belief, and Marilee took a step backwards as if she had been struck by a blow. She tried to clear her head, to think straight, all the while fighting the almost overpowering thought that she should somehow intervene and put an end to their lewd exhibition. Should she scream or run over there and tear them apart? Oh, she'd never witnessed such a spectacle of sheer unadulterated lewdness. They had no right, it was disgusting!
"Ooooooohhh, baby! Suck harder! Yes, yes, like that ... oooohhhh!" Marilee heard Tessa Hayward exclaim and saw her madly caressing her own obscenely dancing tits.
It's none of your business, Marilee Owens, she rationalized finally, and something within began advising her she should turn away and try to leave without them hearing her, but the obscene sight and sounds had temporarily hypnotized her. She had never in her wildest imagination thought that she would stand like this in hiding, and watch two people fucking, or that she would suddenly find it affected her in a way she had never dreamed. Instead of a stomach-churning revulsion, she now felt a strange, light-fingered quivering up inside her blonde-rimmed pussy, a quivering that graduated to a passionate trembling as the man began bobbing his head furiously, causing obscene wet sucking noises between the brunette's wide-spread cunt.
"Aaaaaaaagggggghhhhhhhh," Tessa Hayward groaned. The sound of rapture raised goose bumps that rippled across Marilee's belly and up to her hugely awakening tits, now beginning to rise and fall heavily, causing her nipples to push outward against the sheer lace of her flimsy bra. Now the aroused young bride could plainly see the man's long wet tongue once more, working in lizard-like feast at the widespread opening of the woman's wetly glistening cunt. The mewls, the cries of ecstasy continued to bubble from Tessa's contorted lips above the heaving mounds of her tits.
Suddenly, the kneeling older man brought his hand down into the wet slit separating Tessa's smoothly rounded asscheeks, and she jerked her legs up higher until her kneecaps were touching her heaving tits, exposing the whole widespread plane of her naked cunt to him. He flicked his fast moving tongue into her tightly puckering little asshole, resulting in a long low moan as Tessa's lips bared back over her teeth at the obvious sensations it sent racing out of control through her writhing, passion-filled body.
"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm ... don't stop, ooooohhhhhhh!" The wanton brunette whined, contorting her hips furiously upward toward the hot, flicking tongue licking without mercy between the open cheeks of her upraised ass. "Shove your finger in my asshole! Yes, like that! Harder! Oh God, yes, stick it in my asshole! Aaaaaagggghhhhhhh!"
Marilee hardly dared to breathe now because the rasping breath escaping her own lust-constricted throat and lungs had become so loud. Her mouth was hot and dry, and the whorish sensation up her now hot pussy caused her to clamp her legs tightly together, making her own seeping wetness more apparent to her. Unconsciously, she reached down and touched her warmly pulsating pussy. Never before in her life had she experienced such an irresistible sense of fascination; the unnatural sight and obscene sucking sounds held her absolutely spellbound. Her now sensitive tits had commenced to throb with desire of their own, one of the very few times in her life that she had become so horny.
"I'm cumming ... cuuuuummmmiiiiinnnnngggggg...! Oooooohhhhh ... I'm cccccuuuuummmmiiinnnnnngggggggg!" Tessa half screamed, finally crooning off into a gurgling little wail as she choked and spluttered out her release, lying there in shameful subjugation on the stairwell steps.
Then, quickly, the older man lowered her limp legs and raised himself up over her to kneel with his hips in front of her open mouth. Marilee saw him position his knees so that he was straddling her half-naked body on either side of her ribcage, and she gasped aloud and put her hand to her mouth as his huge thick cock suddenly leapt to freedom from the fly of his pants, and stood out in the air, a massive naked quivering prick! He had his hand around it, and was rubbing the lust-thickened head against Tessa's wetly parted lips. The horrified young reporter's wife saw the woman's beautiful face come forward eagerly as the unknown man thrust his powerful hips at her, sliding the huge pulsating head deep within the confines of her mouth as he tangled his fingers in her long black hair. Then, Tessa began a gentle sucking motion, and Marilee could see the tiny ridges of soft pink flesh pulling from her ovaled lips as he drew his thick shaft partially out of her mouth, only to disappear inward again as he slid the rock-hard cock back into her eagerly sucking mouth.
Marilee watched, transfixed, as he commenced a rhythmic back and forth sucking motion, never quite drawing it out of her mouth all the way, but leaving its tip just inside the tight circle of the other woman's mouth. Then, Tessa was reaching up between his widespread thighs, cradling the swaying softness of his sensuously dangling balls in her palms. She stroked them as she sucked at his now thickly ramming cock, and from her position in the hall, it appeared to Marilee that a thick, wetly glistening piston of flesh was moving methodically in and out of her hungrily nibbling lips. Again, she heard the little mewls and groans of pleasure coming from both man and woman ... and then, suddenly, an electric-like jolt shot through Marilee. She nearly cried out her alarm as she felt a pair of big forceful hands slipping around her from behind and curling over her wildly heaving tits!
"Sssssshhhhh, they'll hear you...." the voice of Rory Selwyn whispered into her ear as he drew her ripely trembling body back against him, pressing his already hardening cock into the fleshy crevice between her asscheeks.
"Exciting ...?" he continued to whisper, his warm breath hot in her ear. "I've been standing behind you watching too. She's really sucking him off, isn't she? What a show!"
"You don't have to talk that way," Marilee hissed, almost hysterically back over her shoulder. "And take your hands off my titties this minute!" she ordered, trying to squirm free of his lewdly clutching fingers on her hotly quivering tits, feeling once more the numbing fear rising in her body.
Wild thoughts of what he might have in mind to do to her raced through the tortured bride's mind, and she decided that if she could only wrench free and run ... and then, with a feeling close to terror, Marilee felt the reporter grinding his lust-stiffened cock against her asscheeks, all the while raising her skirt up high until it was bunched up just above her smoothly rounded buttocks. While his hand massaged her throbbing young tits, he whispered:
"You've been standing here watching them sucking and licking each other for ten minutes, and you know what I think? I think you wish you were Tessa and had that big juicy cock right in your pretty little rosebud mouth."
Once again, Marilee tried to struggle quietly with him, her whole being filled with revulsion at the obscene words he was spewing into her ear. Now his hands ground harder into her titties, and his long hard cock pressed in .against her defensively clenched asscheeks. And then suddenly, out on the stairwell, the man stopped, pulling his lurching cock from the voraciously sucking mouth as he looked in the direction of the two hidden people.
"You hear something?" he asked Tessa, still craning his neck while Rory, holding tight to Marilee's rapidly rising and falling tits, eased the two of them further back into the hall.
"No," said the brunette, "but I don't give a damn anyway. Come back here. Fuck me now, lover. Stick that beautiful prick of yours in my cunt ... come back here ... oh, yes, that's right ... that's right ... ooooohhhhhh...."
"Oooooohhhh," Marilee whispered. "Oooohhh, let me go ... please ... oooooohhhhhh...!"
But Rory instead, pressed her forward where she could again watch the utterly deplorable performance going on in the stairwell, while he continued to squeeze and caress her ripely throbbing tits. As his huge, palpitating cock pressed against her flimsy little panties from behind and punched the nylon cloth between the cheeks of her trembling buttocks, the young bride was beside herself with a near uncontrollable mixture of outrage, fright and revulsion, these blended with an unfathomable smoldering lust that the half-naked obscenely positioned couple and Rory Selwyn's obscenities had kindled within her wetly throbbing pussy.
"See there, baby ... oh, Jesus, now he's really fucking her," Rory whispered, and then his hand was slipping down inside the loose front of her little dress to her bra-encased tits, cupping one of them hard as she gasped at the lewd coupling of the two bodies only a short distance from her in the stairwell. Rory gave a sudden hard pinch against the soft, lace-covered nipples, sending a flash of pain and pleasure shooting along the full length of her spine, and Marilee had to clench her teeth to keep from muttering a helpless groan aloud. Then his tongue flicked moistly into her ear, causing her to squirm back against his hard, virile cock. "See that?" he continued. "She's got her long white legs wrapped right up around his neck now, so her hot little cunt is wide open and he can fuck that long hard cock up into her cunt until it damn near comes out her throat!"
"Oh, please don't," the quivering blonde pleaded, tears bubbling into her eyes. He had her in a position where she couldn't fight back, and he knew it. If she resisted too strongly, they were bound to be overheard, and she would be discovered out there like this with him. And that would be all that was needed to destroy her reputation. Good Lord, why had she come out here without John?
Out there, the lewdly entwined figures were still for a moment, and Marilee was sure they had been seen. Her blood seemed to turn to ice water for that brief, panic-filled interval, then she saw the man withdraw slightly, his thick fleshy cock sliding out for several inches before he thrust forward again and held it deep inside her wetly glistening cunt. He withdrew again until almost the full awesome length of the cock, wet and shimmering, was visible to the hypnotized Marilee. Her mouth dropped open in disbelief, as she watched Tessa Hayward's long slender legs come down to wrap around his ass, the sharp pointed heels of her shoes pressed tight against his cheeks as she strained to pull him back inside her. The cords on the inside of Tessa's thighs flexed tightly as she pushed her soft, cunthair-covered pussy back up over his thick glistening cock. Her hollowing asscheeks lifted several inches off the steps as she struggled upward, desperately trying to absorb the entirety of the massive hardness of hot male cock back into the moist pink folds of her hungry cunt. A lewd sucking sound drifted out to them as she slithered eagerly up and down its full length, and her tightly flexing asscheeks began to undulate rhythmically as his cum-laden balls slapped in tempo against her puckered little asshole below them.
Tessa's lust-constricted throat mouthed obscenities at the man as she squirmed beneath him in the throes of an animalistic passion, and her lewd phrases caused the exciting tingle to dart menacingly once more between Marilee's own trembling thighs. Now, the young reporter's bride watched completely absorbed as the man's hand curled beneath the brunette's wildly pumping asscheeks and the tip of his outstretched middle finger circled around her tiny clenched asshole. It played there for a long teasing moment, then suddenly there was a tortured groan from the nakedly twisting female body beneath, as he shoved it forward, the finger slipping through the protective fleshy ring and disappearing up inside her quivering rectum! Tessa's legs kicked out again, there was another tormented squeal, and then her legs locked once more around his muscular ass, and she began pumping viciously against both probing instruments.
And then, Marilee's own body stiffened and she suppressed a gasp of renewed fright as she felt Rory's free hand sliding down over her naked stomach, down to gently apply pressure at her wetly trembling pussy against her will. Marilee clenched her eyes shut fighting against her own sexual need and hunger with all her strength, but the fingers of his other hand nipping teasingly at her hot little nipple, and the hardness of his warmly throbbing cock grinding into the soft cleft of her asscheeks, brought forth quiet moans of near helpless submission to her lips.
"Hot damned, you're wet," Rory hissed into her ear. "You make that cunt over there look like a reject, honey. And just look at that beautiful fuck she's getting ... wow...!"
"Oooooohhhhhh, don't, don't, please...." Marilee whimpered as she felt the lewd, delicious feelings rippling across her flesh as his hand kneaded the softly sensitive flesh of her tits. "No ... no one but my husband has ever touched my ... my pussy...."
"Crap ... not even on dates? Oh, man, you are a real prize," he whispered wetly into her ear, his fingers leaving her huge tits to caress her nakedly trembling belly. "There's gotta be a first time for everything baby. And tonight is your first night for pleasure!" He grabbed her panties and squeezed them, painfully catching some of her pussy hairs as he did so.
"Oh, ooooohhhhhhhh ... don't do that! Don't touch my pussy!" she sobbed, conscious now of the heavy groans coming from the other corner of the hall. She moaned and tried to pull away again, using all of her willpower to overcome the myriad of wildly exciting sensations building up against her will deep in her cunt.
Suddenly, Tessa was screaming loudly, "Fuck harder, you bastard, fuck harder ... I'm cumming! Aaaiiiiieeeeee ... I'm cuuuuumminggg!"
Then, Marilee groaned and held her breath as a ravishing shock rippled along the sensitive flesh of her inner thighs when she felt Rory Selwyn slipping his hand slowly under the tight elastic cuntband of her panties. She squirmed back against him, using both hands to try and push him away, but he was not to be denied, and she whimpered helplessly as his outstretched middle finger found the wetly throbbing slit of her heated pussy and slid gently into it, parting the soft cunt hairs to make sudden delicious contact with the throbbing head of her clitty.
Now the man out in the stairwell was shouting out his own cum as well, both lewdly coupled bodies writhing in complete abandonment as they spent their mutual release.
Suddenly, as Marilee felt Rory tugging her flimsy panties down over her wildly trembling hips, sanity returned, and with it her strength and willpower. How she broke away from his hold she would never know for sure, but she did remember slamming the pointed heel of her shoe back against his unprotected shin bone. He leaped back away from her with a loud howl of pain that brought a stunned reaction from the nakedly fucking couple on the stairwell.
Then, the panic-stricken young wife raced breathlessly down the hall to the elevator, and reaching the lobby, she rushed out of the apartment building and hailed a passing cab.
Oh God, she felt so dirty! I hope the driver can't tell what a horrible thing I have done ... her mind screamed as she stepped into the cab and gave him her address. I hope he can't tell how my pussy is still all hot and wet!