Chapter 9
Barbara took pains in keeping her new character a secret from Frank. Her sex toys were hidden where she felt he would never look. The sex novels were also hidden in the same place. She exercised some self-control on her smoking.
After using the ash trays, she cleaned them. She rinsed her mouth with a minty mouthwash. She gave the rooms a quick spray to hide any odors.
Her most difficult job was to restrain her libido. She had found a way to unleash her passions. Frank's attitude didn't dampen her ardor. It was just a matter of waiting for the proper moment to spring it on him.
Barbara knew eventually she would have her way. Patiently, she bided her time. When the moment of truth came, she would become an unbridled wanton. Frank would see a new Barbara.
But that was some time in the future! The moment was the present! She sat across the table from him Thursday morning. Trying to avoid being obvious, Barbara attempted to get rid of Frank before Billy arrived with his gang.
She had mentioned that she wanted them by no later than 9:30. What if they showed up before? Fortunately, Frank was a creature of habit. He finished his coffee, gave his wife a quick peck on the cheek, and was off to his office by 8:40.
Barbara listened at the door for the elevator to start. Frank was on his way! She retrieved her package of cigarettes from its hiding place. Lighting up, she exhaled a cloud of smoke with a sigh of relief. It was getting hairy! She didn't want Frank to discover her secret until she was ready to reveal it to him.
Over a second cup of coffee, her mind dwelled on the morning's planned activities. She expected six or seven boys to test her sexual capacity. That was something to look forward to! Just the thought made her pussy twitch in erotic anticipation. Her cunt began to salivate in lascivious lust.
Twenty minutes after nine, Barbara heard the two quick taps at the door. She hurried to the door and admitted her guests. Billy had kept his word. He trooped in with seven teenage boys.
She studied her small army, satisfied that they were capable of handling Mel Tyler. The six newcomers returned her gaze with their own speculative stares. Barbara was very much aware of their looks. They mentally undressed her and fucked her. They didn't have much to take off of her. She was wearing the abbreviated kimono.
She explained the situation to Billy and the boys. At ten o'clock, Mel Tyler would be knocking at the door. His cock ready to attack her pussy. The boys were to hide and wait for her signal to attack.
Barbara told them they could muss Tyler up as much as they liked. But she wanted him bound after they finished. Billy brought out his handcuffs. She nodded in approval.
A little before ten, the doorbell rang. Barbara challenged the caller. It was Tyler! Quietly, the boys secreted themselves.
Opening the door, Barbara admitted him. He stepped into the apartment, his eyes obscenely sweeping over her body. He reached out and unfastened the kimono. His arms tried to embrace her but she eluded him.
"Don't be so anxious!" she said. "We have plenty of time. Besides, it's more comfortable in bed than standing up."
"Yeah, yeah! You're right!" he agreed, almost drooling in anticipation.
He followed her towards the bedroom.
Stretching out his hand, he grabbed a handful of her buttocks. He twisted and she gave a yelp of pain! She squirmed out of his grip.
"You're really horny!" she declared. "If you're that hot for fucking, why don't you start undressing now!"
"That's a good idea!" he said. He stopped to take off his clothes.
"Go fuck yourself!" Barbara shouted at him.
Immediately, seven teen-age boys swarmed into the room. Tyler was caught in the act of removing his pants. He was quickly subdued. The suddenness of the attack, the surprise element of the attack, and his unpreparedness made him an easy victim. Tyler managed to put up a slight struggle. It was a hopeless attempt.
For his efforts, Tyler was battered. His face was badly bruised. A slight trickle of blood rolled down from one nostril.
Billy handcuffed Tyler's arms behind his back. Tyler was dumped on the floor. He lay there cursing, coloring the air with obscenities. The boys were ringed around him, grinning their amusement at his helplessness and curses.
Barbara looked down at her prisoner. "You've been quite a pain in the ass to me!" she said. "I'm fed up with your shit of trying to get into my pants. I still remember the only time you succeeded.
"I've got news for you, Mr. Tyler! You're days of bothering me are over!" she told him ominously.
"Oh, yeah!" he snarled back. "Just wait until I get out of here!" he threatened her. "I'm gonna get the cops after your ass and these fuckin' kids, you cradle snatcher! Wait until your husband finds out about what you've been doing! By the time I get through with you, you fuckin' whore, your name won't be worth shit!"
She straddled her legs over his face. Looking down on him, she threatened, "How would you like some of that shit now?"
He looked up the foreboding triangle above his face. The twisted features of anger softened on his face. It changed to a frightened look. "No! No! Don't, don't!" he pleaded.
"You're lucky I'm not as sick as you!" she replied. "Don't worry! I wouldn't do that! I have other plans for you!"
Her tone of voice held a warning of some horrible thing planned for him.
"First of all, you're not telling the police anything about these kids! I'll claim that you attempted to rape me and that they came to my rescue," she said in an intimidating tone. "And I wouldn't suggest you make any statements to my husband!" she warned.
"Making a statement like that to my husband might antagonize him. He might kick the shit out of you! You know, you just can't go around making accusations like that without evidence! It can get you into a lot of trouble!" she continued.
Barbara moved towards his legs. His pants were down around his ankles. She reached down and tugged his shorts off over his hips. Tyler's prick was completely exposed. She looked down at his cock and shifted her gaze to his face. He met the look. There was no mistaking the fear in his eyes.
"What . . . what are you going to do?" he asked.
"Just a little something to impress upon you that I don't want you bothering me anymore," she answered.
She kneeled alongside his legs. Her hand swept out and caught Tyler's prick. Her fingers curled around his scrotum and captured his flaccid cock in the same grip. His balls and cock were encircled by her thumb and two other fingers.
"Don't . . . don't hurt me!" he pleaded.
Her digital noose gave his sex piece a short tug. "How would you like to lose the family jewels?" she taunted.
"No! NO!" he screamed.
"Now you know how it feels to have some creep like you mauling around," she told him. "I ought to tear off your balls for the way you pinched and hurt me!"
"No! No!" His protest was a flood of words. "I didn't mean it! Please, please! Let me go! I promise I won't bother you anymore! Honest! Honest! Just let me get out of here without any more damage!"
Barbara looked up at Billy. "What do you think I ought to do?" she asked. Her fingers still held his balls and cock.
"He's a creepy bastard!" Billy replied. "Go on! Tear off his balls!"
The other boys found the situation perversely amusing. "Yeah, yeah!" they chorused. "De-ball the creepy bastard!" they urged Barbara.
She grinned malevolently at Tyler. She tilted her head towards them. "Hear them! They'd love to see me tear your nuts and cock off!"
"Please, please! No, don't do it!" he pleaded. The words tumbled from his lips in a torrent.
Barbara loosened her grip. "Get him up!" she ordered. The boys lifted Tyler to his feet. "I'm going to let you go," she told him. "But so help me, Tyler! If you so much as look cross-eyed at me," she warned, "I'll fix you so that you'll be fucking broads with your finger for the rest of your life!"
Tyler's arms were freed. He dressed quickly and the boys escorted him out of the apartment.
"Thanks, fellers! You've been a big help. I'd like to show my appreciation. There's only one way that I know of. So what's your pleasure?" she invited.
"Well, everybody would like a crack at you!" Billy said.
Barbara laughed. "You mean, everybody would like my crack!" Everyone laughed at the joke. "I'm available for your individual pleasures," she answered. "It's up to you how you want it! Laid, relayed, or parlayed!"
Billy went into a huddle with the boys. Bemused, she watched the conference as the boys decided how they were going to fuck her. Their conference excited her. This event was going to be the zenith of her lascivious episodes. She was going to take on seven boys. Each with his own style of fucking! And his own way of stimulating her!
Billy came to her. "We've got a mixed bag! Some of the guys are bashful. They want to fuck around privately in the bedroom. Some of the other guys want to fuck you at the same time," he told her.
"Whatever turns them on!" Barbara answered agreeably.
The method of repayment suited her. It gave her the opportunity to vary the erotic excitement. She would take on the single boys, gradually warming up to an orgiastic wild finish. The arrangement pleased her.
"All right! Who wants to be first?" she invited.
Billy pushed one boy forward. "Go ahead, Johnny! You go first!" he ordered. Billy acted as master of ceremonies.
The boy called Johnny hung back a little. He shrugged off Billy's hand. "Stop shoving!" he snapped.
"Don't make such a fuckin' deal out of getting laid," Billy retorted. "I still think you're cherry!"
Some of the other boys chortled derisively.
"Up yours!" Johnny answered belligerently.
Barbara sensed the growing hostility. It was some good-natured kidding. But good-natured kidding had a way of backfiring. She didn't want anything to mar the occasion. Diplomatically, she intervened.
Holding out her hand invitingly, she said, "Come on, Johnny! Don't listen to these jealous bastards! They're trying to get your goat because you're getting laid first. I'll bet you can screw better than any of them."
Catcalls and sarcastic remarks answered her taunt. She grinned in answer to them. Everyone was in good humor. That was the atmosphere Barbara wanted. No one up-tight! If the kids were loose, they would be less inhibited. And a loose kid fucked better!
They stepped into her bedroom. She suspected Billy's accusation was correct. That Johnny was cherry! Such a situation appealed to her carnal lust. Imagine a woman getting a male's cherry instead of the reverse!
She was wise enough not to broach the subject. Instead, Barbara smiled at him. "Do you want me to help you undress?" she asked. "You know! Sort of a special treatment!"
He swallowed hard. His reaction was one of a person not too familiar with the sexual protocol used in the bedroom. Instead of answering, Johnny nodded.
Barbara moved closer. She tugged his shirt up over his head, exposing his bare chest. He had a sparse covering of hair. Placing an arm about his shoulder, she drew him closer. She rubbed her palm across his chest and caressed the flat nipples. Lowering her head, she sensuously licked the pinkish buttons. His body trembled slightly at the touch of her erogenous lips.
She stopped the little foreplay. This wasn't too erotic but with a virgin of this type, the kid was liable to shoot his load without getting a chance to do anything.
Her hands dropped to his waist. She unfastened his belt and unzipped his fly. The loosened pants fell to the floor. He stepped out of them and Barbara tossed the pants onto a chair.
Johnny was wearing jockey shorts. There was no mistaking the heavy bulge in the crotch. She hesitated touching it. The kid was like 'nitro'. Highly explosive and capable of going off at the slightest provocation!
Carefully, she tucked her fingers into the waistband of his underwear. Pulling them down over his hips freed his cock. It sprung loose like a dial, wavering up and down. Finally, it remained poised and still. His cock wasn't as large as Billy's or Herman's. That didn't matter too much to her. There were six other cocks available for her pleasure.
"How about a blow-job?" she suggested.
"Yeah!" he nodded. He was very pliable.
Barbara had sized him up accurately. He was cherry! He considered her a veteran in the ways of sex. She was a little surprised that he hadn't acted with more sophistication. It was her intention to make him feel like a man. She surmised that any minor stimulation would result in a premature ejaculation. Her suggestion for a blow-job was the obvious choice.
Johnny could brag about it while Barbara satisfied her part of the contract. Besides, it seemed like a waste to have him stick his prick up her cunt and cum before they even got started. No! The blow-job was the right choice!
Kneeling in front of him, Barbara quickly absorbed his cock. She caressed his balls tenderly. No sooner had her tongue lavished affection on his stiff dick than she was gifted with a forceful emission.
She clutched him about his waist and drew him closer to her. He groaned softly as she suctioned the cum from his venereal spigot. Waiting until the last drop was extracted, Barbara released him.
His face was slightly flushed. His eyes were glazed. "Are you all right?" she asked. He quickly recovered. "Oh, yeah! Sure! I'm okay! That was some blow-job! Thanks!"
She knew he was lying. The entire action had taken place in less than five minutes. He started for the door.
"Hold it!" she said. "You can't go out now! It's too soon! Everybody will figure something's wrong! Let's take a break," she suggested. "Maybe you'd like to feel me up a little!"
His eyes dwelled on her large boobs and the shaved cunt. "Yeah!" he answered in a husky voice.
Barbara stretched out on the bed. "Go ahead!" she invited him. He reached out, letting his hands explore the voluptuous contours of her body. His gentle touch sent shivers along her spine. He seemed hesitant in making contact. She smiled at his timid and seemingly awkward approach.
Johnny fondled and squeezed her cantaloupe-shaped tits. He caressed the puffy shaved lips of her twat. His fingers slipped into the slightly damp slit. The little foreplay stirred lascivious longings within her. She wished the youth with her was more practiced. She knew some of the others were!
Barbara allowed him to toy with her for a few minutes. Anxious to taste the flavor of other cocks, she called a halt to Johnny's trivial teasing. The brief excitement of taking his cherry left her.
She took on two other boys separately. One of them also suffered the embarrassment of a premature ejaculation. For a moment, Barbara considered holding courses for these inadequate lovers. The other boy wasn't too bad in bed! At least he knew how to use his cock!
Leaving the bedroom, Barbara said, "Who's next?"
"How would you like to take on three of us at one time?" Billy asked.
"I thought you'd never ask!" she replied. She had hoped that someone would make that suggestion. It was a lascivious offer. One worthy enough to test her lustful capacity for carnal diversions!
"Who are the lucky fellows?" Barbara asked, "And how are we going to do it?" The how was more intriguing than the who!
Two boys stepped forward with Billy. "This here's Mike and Joe," he introduced them. "This is gonna be a little tricky!" he announced. "In the meantime, I'll give you the line-up! Joey gets your ass, I get your cunt, and Mike gets the blow-job!"
"Well, I'm glad everyone knows what he's going to do! But if we don't get this ball game started soon, it's liable to be called because of darkness!" she joked.
She was impatient to begin. Being fucked by three males at the same time whetted her appetite. The tickling feeling in her quim became more intense.
Billy was deep in thought. His face was screwed up in concentration deciding on the best way to comfortably accommodate the four participants.
He lay on the floor and had Barbara impale herself on his cock. Joey, with a little difficulty managed to imbed his dick up her ass. Mike knelt astride Billy's chest, his hard-on facing Barbara.
Barbara's only difficulty was that she had to support herself on her hands. The initial connection of the two prongs in her venereal sockets was a little uncomfortable. When she was acclimated to the dual impaction, she instructed them about the synchronized movements. She started them off and they moved in unison.
The three bodies moved in tandem. Billy's hips thrust forward as Joey withdrew slightly from Barbara's ass. She moved in concert with their efforts. Her body tingled with the electric erotic excitement. Satisfied with the rhythm of the bodies, Barbara leaned forward to concentrate her efforts on the stiff cock poised in front of her face.
Her lips closed over the ruby corona. Her cheeks sank in as she drew Mike's prick into her mouth with a strong vacuuming suction. She felt a sensation of lascivious gratification with the third erogenous orifice plugged.
She was filled with a vivid sense of carnal bliss. She was servicing three males and delighting in the sensuality of the contact.
Barbara was conscious of her audience of the four other boys. Their viewing of her wanton participation in this sexual performance added to her increased salacious ardor.
Her mouth absorbed Mike's cock up to the base. Her nose rested in the nest of pubic hairs. She caught the scent of Mike's body. The animalistic sweat that emanates from a male's body during the heat of sex.
One of the handicaps in servicing three cocks at the same time was the inability to attend to all three properly. One of the cocks had to receive less attention. That was the prick in her mouth.
Unable to hold and fondle Mike's dick, Barbara had to rely mainly on her tongue and mouth. There was no problem with the cocks in her ass and cunt. Billy and Joey were doing very well. She felt the heat of their meat from the friction of the shuttling prongs. The incandescent glow increased.
Barbara rocked in cadence with their action. She kept her lips fastened on Mike's prick. As she shifted back and forth, her mouth tugged at the turgid flesh in it.
It didn't take long for Mike to utter a groan of erotic rapture. "Ohhhrrr!" Thick spurts of cum poured into her throat. She clamped her lips on his thrusting shaft to prevent him from burying his prick down her throat. Mike grabbed her head and pulled her towards him. She resisted his efforts by stiffening her neck muscles. With the last throbs of his orgasm dying, Mike released his hold.
Barbara was pleased with the removal of that cock. It gave her the opportunity to concentrate more on the two cocks in her holes.
Her performance in front of the others; the challenge of satisfying three cocks at the same time added to the erotic excitement. She felt the thrilling raptures of the moment. Yet, the strong erogenous voluptuousness wasn't strongly present.
There was no denying the sensual contact of the two plowing prongs in her ass and cunt. The boys were grunting from the exertion.
Their tempo increased. Barbara undulated her hips in cadence with their strokes.
Joey gripped her hips, pulling her towards him as he sank his cock into her tight rectum. His virile prick pushed into the tight muscular sheath of her ass hole.
Billy was blowing warm breath onto her tits hanging and swaying over his face. His hands grabbed and squeezed her large gourds.
Deep in her loins, she felt the bubbling orgasm. It remained constant. Something was lacking to intensify it.
"C'mon, fuck me, fuck me!" she exhorted them. "Harder, harder! I want to feel your hot cocks fucking me!"
Her urgings lent incentive to her own libido. The orgasm grew as a result of her inciting remarks. The tickle became a violent throb growing in force.
"Oh! That's it, that's it! Now you're fucking! I can feel you! More, more!" she cried out.
Both boys shoved their pricks into her with renewed strength. She felt their powerful thrusts battering the sensitive muscles in her ass and twat. The muscular wall separating her venereal orifices took a heavy pounding. Their cocks struck the wall simultaneously. The synchronized contact increased her erotic ardor. Her body was wrapped in a blanket of lascivious rapture.
"Now, now!" she cried out. "Here it comes, here it comes! I'm cumming, I'm cumming!
Keep fucking! Harder, harder!"
She was infused with their spirited thrusts; infected by the libidinous throbbing of their imbedded cocks. Her body quivered and undulated in violent gyrations. Joey held tightly onto her hips to prevent losing his contact.
All three were a mass of frenzied flesh, fucking in a display of uninhibited passion.
"Oh, you fuckers!" Barbara swore. "Here it comes! I'm shooting! I'm cumming, I'M CUM-MMMMINNNGGGG! AHHHRRRGGGHHH!" It was an anguished cry of delirious rapture.
Deep in her cunt and ass, the boys drove their spitting cocks. All of them were in the final throes of orgasmic paroxysms. She felt the hot liquid of their cum erupting into her. They collapsed into a spent heap. Billy was too exhausted to complain of the weight on him.
When they separated, Barbara took on the remaining stud. It was anticlimactic, both for the boy and herself. She went through the motions but her senses were dull. Seconds were offered and three of the boys accepted her offer.
Her obligation discharged, in more ways than one, Barbara thanked the boys for their help. She called Billy aside as they were ready to leave.
"I have one more favor," she said. "You name it and it's yours!" he offered. "I need a set of keys. Can you get it for me?" she asked.
"Thinking of raping men using my gimmick?" he said with a lewd grin.
"Not quite! It's a sort of a surprise for someone. Can you get me a set?" she said.
He nodded. "No sweat! I'll be back in an hour," he told her.
Her guests left and Barbara took a bath to remove the effects of her lusty session. It had been quite a morning!
Billy returned with the keys. "Here!" he handed the keys to her. "Just forget where you got them from!" he cautioned her.
She nodded. "And you forget about the visits up here!" she countered. "It was a lot of fun while it lasted. But I don't think it would be wise coming back anymore."
"I understand!" he replied. "And if that neighbor of yours gives you any more trouble, here's a number where I can be reached. Just call me! I'll be back with the boys!"
"I don't think I'll have any trouble with him anymore. But, thanks! I'll call you if the situation changes," she said. "And remember! Tell your friends to keep quiet about what happened up here."
He nodded. "Hope whatever you're planning turns out right for you!"
She nodded. "No matter how it turns out, it will be all right. Thanks, Billy."
He left. Barbara stood in the foyer of her apartment, bouncing the ring of keys in the palm of her hand. She stood there reflecting on how she was going to put the next phase of her plan into effect.
Nodding, as though agreeing with her plan, Barbara decided on her plan of operation. Tomorrow, Frank was going to be surprised. One way or another, she was going to reform him. This nonsense concerning their marriage was going to end. She hid the keys with the rest of her cached goodies.