Chapter 9
It was Sunday morning, and Harry, Karen, and Kathy all slept late. Their activities of the previous day had drained a lot of their strength and they were recuperating. It wasn't until eleven-o'clock that they stirred and each took a turn in the bathroom enjoying a long, hot shower.
Karen was the last one in and out of the bathroom, and when she emerged, wearing nothing but a towel wrapped around her, Harry and Kathy, both naked, were talking.
"Yes, I did have a ball last night," Kathy was telling him. "As far as I'm concerned, he's just as good at fucking as you."
"No one's as good as I am," Harry insisted.
They went into the kitchen and whipped up a quick breakfast with Kathy and Harry arguing the entire time. It was when breakfast was over that Kathy said, "Hell! You keep thinking you're the best thing with a cock. Well to tell you the truth, Harry, I think if I had a cock I'd be one helluva lot better than you."
"Bullshit!" Harry snapped. "You're full of hot air."
"What we need is the opinion of a third party," Kathy said. Turning to Karen, she asked, "What do you think?"
"How would I know something like that?" Karen asked, shrugging, knowing no matter what answer she gave she would offend someone.
"Well I know a way of finding out," Kathy insisted.
"Really?" Harry asked. "Just how do you intend doing that?"
"Come into the bedroom," Kathy insisted.
The other two followed the blonde girl inside, and they watched as she took out the dildo and detached the penile section of it from the vibrator. She reached into the box in which the dildo had come and took out a leather strap with a loop in the middle. Kathy fitted the base of the dildo through the loop, and then tied the strap around her buttocks very securely, so that it looked as if she had a penis protruding from her pelvis.
"Wh-what are you going to do?" Karen asked, shuddering and suddenly very apprehensive. Harry pulled the towel from her body.
"I'm going to fuck you," Kathy said, shrugging.
When she saw the blonde girl moving toward her, her eyes widened in horror. It had been one thing to indulge in all the lesbianic games, but what did Kathy know about using a penis. She had no idea how hard or gentle to thrust, and she might cause some damage in her body. She opened her mouth to cry out, but no sound came out.
Turning to Harry, she hoped he might stop this, but there was a wide leer on Harry's face, and his eyes. This was ridiculous. Kathy wanted to play the part of a man and was actually looking at her as a man might look at a woman. Her hands reached out and touched the trembling body of Karen, and a moment later Kathy was pulling Karen onto the bed, lying beside her, kissing her like a man.
Kathy's warm, wet mouth clamped solidly against Karen's lips as the blonde pushed the helpless brunette backward, making her sprawl clumsily on her back. Panic forced its way into her fogged mind and she quivered feeling a terrible sense of unreality deeply permeate her trembling, disbelieving, shell-shocked consciousness. This was unbelievable. It simply wasn't really happening to her. The lust-crazed person trying to overpower her was a woman who intended acting the part of a lover. This was so ludicrous it was almost funny.
She turned her eyes once again in mute appeal toward Harry, pleading, begging, hoping he would somehow find it in his heart to help her, but Harry was enjoying himself just watching. As far as he was concerned there was nothing strange or frightening happening to the young girl. It was merely a question of letting Karen settle the mild dispute between Kathy and himself.
She was aware of her fearfully quivering, trembling thighs being pulled forcefully apart, and then there was that sensual impact of a probing hand rubbing against her tender flesh. In spite of her revulsion, Karen suddenly felt a thrill of familiar excitement coursing through her at the licentiously lewd and obscene contact. Had Kathy been doing this as a woman making love to a woman she would have been able to accept it that much more easily. The blonde had already begun a gentle stroking of her softly throbbing, tenderly moist vaginal lips, and involuntarily the beautiful Karen found herself willingly opening her trembling thighs to give the man that much easier access to her hungering vagina.
"Looks to me as if she's ready right now," the staring Harry called out excitedly, his anxious eyes solidly glued to the sweet, enticing sight of her succulent pink flesh already trying to gape open in expectation of a penis.
"Hmmmm!" Kathy nodded. "Yes indeed, it is nice and wet.. . "
Karen began blushing a bright crimson at the casual comments passing between the two other people in the room. She was so confused. Her brain, knowing Kathy was a female acting the part of a male thought of all this as obscene, and wanted to reject all this. Her body, however, thought nothing to do with sex was obscene, and she really didn't know what to do. She felt so totally mortified and ashamed of all that was happening to her, but at the same time some part of her trembling body was welcoming this terribly outrageous treatment. Karen gasped, feeling an anticipatory flush spreading throughout her trembling body, and then she realized there was a definite softening of her initial resistance.
Karen drew in her breath sharply and quivered when she felt the heatedly throbbing head of the rubbery bit of elongated plastic rigidly nudge her, pressing firmly against the outer folds of her seething, trembling vagina. She was filled with a trembling sense of urgency and expectancy, and little by little slowly allowed herself to drift toward helpless acquiescence. But all the while a warning continued sounding inside her dazed and totally bewildered brain. This wasn't a man about to invade her body. Yesterday, when Harry had used this same dildo, holding it in his hand, it seemed less obscene than looking at it protruding from between Kathy's slenderly white thighs. The dildo had a much more pinkish hue to it than did Kathy's flesh, and for some reason it almost seemed as if the dildo were a real penis attached to Kathy who was some kind of a mannequin. She ought to stop this.
But she suddenly realized it was too late. There was no way for her to retreat, now. The time for screaming resistance, and for struggling against what they wanted to do, was long gone. It was something with which she ought never to have become involved in the first place. Now the need burning inside her had taken such control of her, it was in total command of her cock-hungry body.
With a gasping grunt, Kathy suddenly lurched forward, moving with astonishing vehemence. The giant shaft of the always erect dildo separated her vaginal walls, entering Karen's wetly waiting tight cunt with almost flesh splitting power.
"Ooowmnnngggghhhh!" Karen gasped, the breath totally knocked out of her.
All the air had been slammed from her lungs, and all she was able to do was lie there, helplessly gasping, pinioned solidly to the mattress by the thrustingly deep penetration of the savagely driving dildo. Now, for the first time, Karen felt as if the artificial penis was actually a part of Kathy. Inwardly, she felt as if she had been neatly halved. Her entire interior was completely filled to the bursting point with the heatedly pulsating phallus now embedded so deeply, so far into her cringing belly with that single fearful thrust.
Reaching between her thighs with her hand, Karen realized all she was able to feel was Kathy's hairy cuntlips as the blonde had driven every last inch of the plastic penis into her with that one thrust. She was in to the hilt, and she wasn't waiting for Karen's interior to adjust to the thickness of the organ as Harry always waited. She was unable to actually flex the organ, and it had been separated from the vibrator, so she began pulling it in and out very rapidly, as if trying to make the penis reverberate throughout the brown-haired woman's quivering pussy. Her penis was just too big. Karen was frightened Kathy would accidentally kill her.
At last the blonde girl began to slowly withdraw the artificial phallus, and once again Karen had to grit her teeth against the harshness of the movement. To Karen, it was as if the tender inner membrane or her vagina, tightly clasping around the throbbing phallic plastic was being mercilessly tugged out of her. She was certain when all this was over she would never be able to walk again.
Without preamble, Kathy once again thrust the dildo forward immediately. She drove the thick, artificial piece of rubbery plastic all the way into the heatedly quivering depths of the other woman's pussy once more.
Now Kathy began fucking into Karen rhythmically, establishing an easy movement, her hands holding the helpless woman's hips solidly in place as she swung her thighs in and out, in and out. Karen, to her intense relief, realized the pain was already beginning to fade away as her vagina's natural juices surrounded the throbbing dildo. She was lubricating herself enough to accommodate the thickly rigid shaft of artificial flesh. Of their own accord, Karen's hips began to move, flexing upward, rocking gently, keeping perfect time with the way Kathy was pounding the olisbos into her seething cunt.
Karen's brain was still whirling and churning with all kinds of tumultous thoughts. Everything had happened so swiftly and unbelievably. While Kathy and Harry had been talking, Karen had not believed they were serious about Kathy actually doing something like this so Karen would be able to make some kind of a judgment. The mere idea of something like this happening to her would never have occurred to her, in spite of the way she had loosened up in the past two days. The truth was, she had come to regard herself as something of a swinger because of what she was allowing to happen to her. But in these past few minutes she realized she would never be able to adopt an attitude similar to that of Kathy. Even if she was a little bi-sexual, when and if she made love to another girl, it was to be girl-on-girl and not have a girl pretending she was some kind of a man.
This definitely was not the time for any kind of speculation. She had been hurled into the middle of an extremely bizarre situation over which she had absolutely no control whatsoever, and to which, she had to confess, she had been unable to offer any real kind of resistance.
She was being fucked by another woman as if that other woman were a man. It was so ridiculous it would have been funny had she not been personally involved in all this. Meanwhile, Harry was sitting back and looking on with definite avid interest as his own penis began swelling and thickening. Perhaps what was worst of all was the fact that she actually was starting to enjoy the new lewd sensations rippling out of her, charging through her dildo-impaled vagina.
Troubled though her thoughts might be at what was taking place, her body wanted more and more love, and apparently didn't care who was making love to her. Her physical being was responding in the way it had become accustomed to responding in the past two days-with complete, absolute, and total physical submission. Her womanly flesh was actually welcoming the hard initiation of masculinity dominating it, and she found her thighs spreading even farther apart to receive even more of her long, thick phallic imitation. Karen was eagerly sucking it into her vagina, almost warmly welcoming it.
Her anxiously receptive vaginal well now flowered open to hungrily receive the deep, driving, probing thrusts of the fake penis, and she arched her back to fully allow the lust-stiffened shaft of plastic access to the very core of her internal being. The nipples tipping her sensually quivering breasts were now completely erect, and her beautiful, almost girlish face had become suffused with a glow of pleasurable acceptance.
Somewhat belatedly, her conscience once again attempted to cry out a warning to her, telling her that even if this wasn't the man of her dreams, neither was it any kind of man, and therefore this entire thing was an obscenity. It was a woman trying to out-masculine a man.
But at this point Karen no longer cared. Woman or man, the individual fucking her was making all kinds of wonderful love to her, and that was all that really mattered.
Harry had been a far better teacher than even he realized. He had taught her love-starved flesh to really respond, and now all those reactions he had awakened in her had become so fine-tuned, that it no longer mattered who her lovemate was.
"UUUU NNNNHHHH. . . AAAA nnnhhhh. . . hh-hhuuuunnnnhhhhh!" she gasped out loud in obvious arousal, totally and completely abandoning herself to the. thrilling carnal desire building in her as velvet flames of seething lust continually licked throughout the interior of her wanton body.
Her arms reached up and wrapped themselves very tightly around Kathy's neck, pulling the blonde girl's mouth firmly down to hers. Hungrily, avariciously she met him with eagerly anxious lips and her tongue began darting very greedily between Kathy's even white teeth. She forgot all about Harry being in the room, and she didn't care that he was sitting there, looking at her, laughing to himself so hard he thought his sides would burst.
Karen was getting a greater education than she had initially realized. Harry would keep his word and pull her out of the hole she was in in the office, and she was now free to try out all these newly learned skills on countless other men who she would be dating; men who would be more than happy to make mad, passionate love to her.
But for the moment, the only important person in Karen's world was Kathy. The artificial penis moving in and out of her felt so much like the real thing that her dazed mind, for the moment, was unable to differentiate between it and Harry's penis. She seemed unable to get enough of the solidly virile phallic length of plastic.
"Uuuuunnnnhhhh...yesssssss...aaaannnnhhhh...morrrrre...fuck me harrrderrr...Kathyyyyy...uuuunnnnhhhh...yesssss.. . "
Her heatedly lewd words were obscenely rasping from her anxious dry throat, and at this point she was totally transformed by the overpowering strength of her own inner lust. Her brown hair waved from side to side with the movement of her head, and her face had a bright, almost angelic glow to it as she reveled in what she was feeling as pure, sensuous pleasure totally enveloped her again and again.
Karen was so completely and thoroughly enraptured by the shuddering and electrifying thrills of vibrant excitement jolting through her, she was totally unaware of movement on Harry's part. Not only that, but she was unaware he was starting to embrace her. For a brief instant she thought the continually soft, insistent caresses on her nakedly pumping buttocks was something built out of her imagination. But then she realized the feelings were just as real as anything Kathy was doing to her.
Strong fingers continued kneading the fullness of her softly rounded ass-flesh, yanking and squeezing, tugging on the two mounds of flesh until they were widely pulled apart.
"Hunh! What? Harry?"
"Yes, it's me, honey. It's time for one final lesson in sex. I mean, you can't really make a fair comparison between the way I fuck and the way Karen fucks unless the two of us fuck you at the same time, right?"
His almost matter-of-fact tone sent a wild chill of foreboding coursing through her vibrantly trembling body, and she did her best to try and pull away from his grasping hands.
"Hey, take it easy, honey," he said to her, his voice almost crooning softly. "Let old Harry get a feel of that nice, round ass of yours.. . "
His fingers were already moving in the sensitive crack between the moon shapes of her trembling ass-cheeks, finally coming to rest on the tight, prune-like pucker of her pretty anal opening. For a brief moment the man hesitated, and then without the least little bit of preliminary, Harry sank his outstretched forefinger into the clenching, squeezing, futilely resisting orifice.
Karen wiggled, by now used to feeling a finger in her rectal opening, and she squirmed back against it because it tightened her vaginal chamber, making everything feel that much better.
Harry was totally oblivious to what she was feeling, caring only for what he was planning to do, and he began screwing his finger deep, deep into the tightly clenching hole of her ass. Thrills of shuddering delight charged uncontrollably through the beautiful brown-haired woman's body and she inwardly wondered just what it was Harry really had in mind. What she was doing with Kathy was nice enough. He didn't have to try and make things any better. She would have preferred it if he had waited his turn.
Harry continued to plunge his forefinger in and out of the tightly resisting anal passage, moving the finger in and out of the dry tunnel, amazed to note how clean the girl managed to keep herself at all times. He was staring down at his moving finger, his eyes bulging with obscene delight as he looked at the deliciously warm softness of her widely spread buttocks. Finally he pulled the finger out, making Karen think he was going to leave her alone, after all.
The young brunette's satisfaction at being left alone by Harry was short-lived. Once more the man's snaky, insidious fingers were crawling over the satin-softness of her roundly naked backside, and now a new, different apprehension began to build inside Karen. There was something wrong. Her mind kept picturing the way Ed had fucked Kathy's ass the previous day, and even though Kathy was still rhythmically fucking in and out between her lewdly splayed thighs with all the force of her body, the lovely brunette was no longer able to concentrate on the delightful tremors of rapture blistering through her. If only Harry would leave her buttocks alone.
Kathy was fucking more and more violently, because the base of the dildo was pressed against her clitoris, rubbing the little organ, building her inner sensations higher and higher. This was another way for her to get off.
Now Karen heard the voice of the man who had taken her maidenhood, and it sounded hoarse but insistent.
"Roll over, honey," Harry was saying to her. "Get ready for your favorite cock because it's about to fuck into you, too."
Karen's trembling body stiffened with fear and revulsion. Just what did the man mean by that? Good Lord! Was he really thinking.. . oh God! Did he really expect...oh no! Not that! Not that! Anything but that! She was certain she would never be able to withstand something like that!
But even as the unspeakable though continued to searingly blast through her troubled and benumbed brain, Karen found herself suddenly being shifted, almost hoisted and turned over, with Kathy somehow slipping agilely beneath her so that she lay on top of the blonde girl, her own heavily swaying breasts now slapping against the upstanding mounds of the beautiful blonde, her nakedly white ass-cheeks waving defenselessly high in the air. They had reversed positions, but Kathy, expert that she had suddenly become with the dildo, hadn't missed a single stroke. The blonde must have heard what Harry had said. In fact it was obvious she had more than a mere idea of just what it was the man had in mind, and from the smile on her face Kathy seemed amused by it all.
Karen wanted to cry out in objection when she once again felt the rounded and soft spheres of her small, moonshaped ass being violently pried remorselessly apart, and then she quivered in total abject repulsion when she felt the unmistable probing of the fully erect phallus suddenly pressuring against her narrowly helpless anal crack. She wanted to pull away but found herself incapable of doing so. Karen's slender arms, wrapped very tightly around her hips, held her solidly in place. At the same time Harry's hands were also digging cruelly into the soft, tender flesh of her trembling thighs as he continued to pull her legs farther and farther apart.
A cold shiver of total fear began rippling through her trembling body as the constant nudging against her vulnerable little asshole became more and more insistent. Then, moments later.. .
"Ohhhhhhh...uuunnnnnnhhhhhh...no-o-o-o-o-
O-Oh...Haarrrrrryyyy. . . she shrieked.
A blinding wave of overpowering torment began to wash over her and she felt as if a white-hot baseball bat was slowly being crammed into the narrow tightness of her close rectum. She writhed and screamed again, "Aaaaayyyyaaaagggghhhhh! You'rrre splitttttinnnnng meeeeee...aaaannnngg-gghhhh...IIIII. . . can't stannnnnnd ittttttt.. . "
Nevertheless, the incredible agony and pain continued unabated, and Karen realized her tears were falling unheeded onto Kathy's chest, beneath her. She continued gasping, crying and screaming, unable to help herself. The pain, not to mention this new degradation, was all becoming too much for her to bear. Her thighs were swept relentlessly aside as Harry's lust-demented penis continued to force and shove its unnatural way into her tightly resisting anal tunnel just as she had seen Ed fuck into Kathy's ass.
Harry stared down at her, his mouth widely leering in total satisfaction as he stared at the disappearing length of his thick, sodomizing penis sinking deeper and deeper. The sight of the two women fucking together like a man and woman had been too much for him, and even though Kathy hadn't really wanted him to join in, he had been unable to control himself. He knew once they really got going, Kathy would get a kick out of being the "bread" in a sandwich instead of the "filling." He was certain she had been sandwiched by other men. Hell! She was the kind of girl who had probably experienced everything. Each new happening was a new kick to the beautiful blonde.
At last he had embedded his angrily pulsating phallus to the very hilt in the tight, helplessly puckering anal passageway. Oh yeeeeaaaahhhh! She had one nice, tight asshole.
It thrilled Harry to think he had initiated Karen's cunt, her mouth, and now her asshole into sex. She was the first woman who had ever let him use all three orifices. Not even his wife allowed that.
"Aaaaaannnnnhhhhh! Uuuuunnnnhhhh! Ooooo-hhhhhh! Wwaaaawwiowwr Karen sobbed again out loud as Harry finally began to withdraw his lust-thickened shaft. Her tightly clinging anal ring continued to embrace the solid penis like a pair of very tiny lips being forced wide apart.
When only the burgeoning glans of the rock-solid penis was still enclosed by the tight band of her sphincter, he nailed in, driving forward again, sinking it inch by solid inch into her helplessly resisting channel. Methodically he began sawing into the subserviently kneeling, brown-haired woman's narrow little asshole, moving slowly at first, but increasing his speed as her cringing rear channel finally stopped its futile resistance and slowly began to relax.
With each passing second the man was all the more easily able to slip in and out, in and out of her gradually widening hole as his own lubrication made the tunnel that much more slippery, ravaging the buttery warmth of her seething anal depths with newfound delight. He was even able to time his thrusts with those of Kathy, fucking into Karen's cunt from below. It was wonderful. His lust-bloated, throbbing, engorged phallus continued slamming into her rectum as he all but lay on top of her. Kathy was hurling her hips upward, impaling Karen's wetly throbbing, sucking cunt on the dildo tied between her thighs. The two pulsating shafts swept into the tightness of her twin passages as one, rubbing against one another through the thinly dividing membrane, constantly buffeting Karen between them in a lasciously lewd sandwich.
The brown-haired woman tried fighting to get some clarity into her confusion-wracked mind. Her vibrating, nakedly aroused physical self was continually tingling with thrilled pleasure as Kathy continued the incredible, lust-inciting fucking with the dildo, while at the same time it was trying to reject the horror of what was happening to her poor, violently ravished rear-end.
But once again the female supervisor was powerless against the building heated desires in her quivering body. Her newly awakened feminine flesh didn't know the bounds to which it would go, her mind once and for all clearing itself of any and all moral restrictions and fetters. Pleasure was building in her, and the only important thing was the enjoyment of it.
To her astonished horror, Karen discovered quite unbelievably that her shamelessly aroused body was starting to vibrantly respond to the crudeness of Harry's anal love-making. The forlorn and defeated conscience in her didn't want to respond, trying hard to make her deny she was feeling pleasure, but she was unable to mentally reject what she was feeling. Her flesh was enjoying itself too much to pay attention to what her defeated conscience was saying, reacting, as usual, in the old primitive way.
Involuntarily the lovely brown-haired woman found she was swinging her fleshy white ass-cheeks upward, flaring the moons of her softly round buttocks thereby allowing Harry's long and plunging prick full and total access to her openly presented and helpless anus. Karen found herself timing her body's shuddering movements to correlate with both Harry and Kathy, who were both fucking her at the same time, the gray-haired man stabbing into her buttocks from behind, his sodomizing, driving strokes ramming far into the bottom of her large intestine while the blonde girl with the dildo strapped to her was fucking into her seething cunt. The two of them were hungrily and avidly watching her, gauging her reactions, but their eyes didn't bother her any longer. All that mattered was the simple fact that she was now able to enjoy any and every kind of physical sexual intercourse, whether it be genital, oral, or anal. All kinds of wildly exciting pleasure was bursting through her shuddering body.
Karen felt as if a revelation had been visited on her, her mind cleared of any and all doubts, fears, and reservations. Just as her body continued reacting in a totally basic, almost primitive manner, so too was her mind not only accepting what was happening to her, but welcoming it.
Karen had come to accept many things in the normal course of events in her life, but it was this which was in a paranormal course which she took to most readily. She had allowed her body to be used initially by a man for whom she would never feel love, yet she had learned to like what he was doing to her in spite of her indifference to the man, himself. She had sucked his cock, and though it hadn't been for any length of time, she had not felt any nausea when doing it, and had hungrily swallowed all he'd had to offer when he had ejaculated into her throat. Not too long ago she would have been totally horrified at the disgusting idea of sucking a man's penis. In two short days she had come a long, long way, so why stop her enjoyment now? Why not enjoy everything her wonderfully alive body was feeling? Fucking was fun-there was no getting around it.
Now the three of them, Karen, Harry, and even Kathy were closely united, all of them wantonly writhing and squirming and rotating and churning as one. The lovely brown-haired woman felt incredibly secure sandwiched between Harry and the blonde-haired Kathy. Her inner being felt physically exalted to heights she had never dreamed of, before. Unbelievable thrilling ripples of shuddering pleasure continually cascaded through her quivering body, loosening every nerve-ending in her helplessly aroused and quivering flesh.
All this was too wildly exciting to be believed, yet she easily accepted it, now. She was being fucked by two people, a man and a woman, and both were fucking her at the same time. Never in her lifetime prior to coming to Harry's house had she ever so much as considered performing such an act, much less actually enjoying it. Yet, here she was, mindlessly excited and thrilled to the very tips of her shuddering fingers and toes as every inch of her hungrily squirming and churning flesh screamed out loud, aching to feel total pleasure, seeking all kinds of heavenly release. Now it was beginning to swarm all over her. She was unable to hold back any longer. The thrilling delight, completely physical, merged and mingled with the almost total wanton mental joy to which she had opened her mind as it surged through her body and brain, uplifting her and making her feel as if she were soaring upward, moving astrally out of her own body. She had finally made contact with her real inner self, and she discovered it was fantastic. Kathy, especially Harry, and even Ed Lancer to some extent were all responsible for the wonderfully thrilling sensations of almost total unbearable pleasure continually ricocheting through her trembling form, and she knew she had to climax shortly or simply explode all over the place.
The orgasm began growing inside her, swelling, enlarging, growing greater and greater, and she threw her head back, resting her skull on Harry's shoulder as he bent over her and continued plunging his cock in her ass as she screamed, "EEEEYYYYAAAAGGGG...GGGGHHHH-AAAARRRRGG...GGHHHHUU-UUNNNNGGGGHHHHAAAAUU UUGGHHWW-WWAAAAUUUUGGGG...HHHHUUUUNNNN-GGGGHHHHAAAARRRRGGGGHHHH!"
Fire licked at her befuddled mind and her brain was whirling around and around. She felt herself totally beyond the threshold of pleasure as all feeling soared to new, magnanimous heights, feeling totally sublime as if she had reached a state of total nirvana no one else in the world had ever known. She was totally unaware of Harry firing his seed into her rectum and Kathy screaming out her joy as she came and came again.