Chapter 6
The three of them rested until lunchtime. Harry was in no hurry, knowing he had the rest of the day and all of tomorrow with the two women. The idea of watching them play with one another pleased him, but he liked the idea of continuing to teach Karen "the facts of life" even more.
Harry had a projector and reels of film he had purchased on Forty-Second Street. He decided it was time to put Karen back in the mood because it was time for her next lesson. Taking out the projector and screen, he set them up in his living room, and he threaded a reel of film onto the projector telling Kathy, "You run the projector, this time. It's time for little Miss Purity to learn the art of fellatio."
Kathy smiled. This time she was willing to sit it out, because she knew she would be able to get some satisfaction from one or the other of them, afterward.
Karen wondered why Harry was showing home movies in the middle of the afternoon, but didn't argue with him when they sat nakedly on the sofa with the equally naked Kathy turning on the projector and turning off the nearby lamp after making certain all the curtains were closed and the shades drawn.
Karen felt conspicuous, sitting here naked, yet she didn't dare say anything. Her future was at stake, and she had already gone this far. She might as well see this through all the way. Her breasts bounced against her chest and she realized she was panting very heavily. They swayed almost ponderously as she leaned forward and was, for a moment, bathed in the light from the projector. A muffled sound came from the running projector, and Harry, who was all set to enjoy everything without doing anything himself this time, had lit up a cigar. Wild circles of gray smoke billowed through the room, and he offered the cigar to Karen.
"Here," he said, "suck on this for a little while."
"I don't smoke," Karen told him.
'That's all right," Harry told her. "You don't have to inhale. Just suck on this. In fact, let's see you suck half the length of the cigar between those lovely lips of yours."
Karen looked at Kathy who shrugged, and taking the cigar from Harry, she obediently put it between her lips and puffed on it.
"Come on," Harry insisted. "I told you to suck on at least half of the cigar."
Sighing, the brown-haired girl sucked half the length of the five-inch cigar into her mouth, her lips tightly pursed around it. When she withdrew it, it was all soggy. She handed it back to Harry who began contentedly puffing on it again.
"C'mere and sit in my lap," he told her, beckoning to her with an insistence that was not to be challenged.
The idea of letting him put his hands on her flesh again, so soon after what had happened in the late morning, made Karen shudder. She felt ripples of hesitation coursing through her, and for a moment she thought of excusing herself and running to the bathroom.
Karen quivered, feeling the man's hands on her narrow waist, feeling him drawing her to him, and very aware of the bulging stiffness of his swelling cock as it pressed against her soft ass-cheeks making her wonder if she was perhaps expected to insert the penis into her vagina and then ride up and down on the throbbing organ.
The movie was already in progress, and she saw she hadn't really missed very much. The woman in the movie was a redhead, dressed in red, sitting on a red sofa, sucking a red popsicle.. . exactly the way she had sucked on the cigar.
"This is one of my favorite films," Harry told her, breathing huskily into Karen's ear, his hand already looping itself tightly around her slender waist.
Karen sat there, unable to say anything, knowing whatever she said would sound ridiculous.
The woman in the movie was really very pretty with all that long red hair. Her eyes glimmered, sparkling mischievously as she read what was obviously an obscene magazine that wasn't on sale on the normal newsstands. There was a photo of a naked male on one page which she spread for the camera, and it was obvious from the erection that the redhead was excited. Her lush, sensual lips, coated with a thick, deep-red lipstick moved up and down over the shaft of the red popsicle, sucking on it and slurping it in an obvious parody of oral intercourse. The camera zoomed in for an extreme close-up of the lovely girl's fleshy, clinging lips as they provocatively pulled on the fruit ice on the out-stroke.
Suddenly a man appeared on the screen, a big giant of a man. The girl in the movie, seeing him, jumped, suddenly frightened, and she leaped back.
At the same time Karen jumped, feeling a hand on her naked breast. Harry was caressing her mammary, squeezing it, pulling on her nipple.
Harry continued what he was doing. He squeezed her full breasts very hard, then he pinched her nipples until he was certain they were as hard and as stiff as possible. Once he was certain they were unable to grow any more, he took one puffy beige nipple into his hungry mouth and rolled it around between his teeth and his tongue, sucking on it strongly, making a loud, lewd sound.
Karen gasped, realizing that in spite of all the sex she had enjoyed-yes, she had enjoyed it-her body was still capable of being aroused and building more and more sexual desire. In spite of the morality that had once taught her things like this were evil, she knew it would do her no good to fight against her own inner feelings. She kept her mouth shut, knowing to protest was completely futile. It felt unquestionably delightful.
The tall man on the screen was wearing an overcoat, and when he opened it, he revealed he was wearing nothing underneath. He shrugged it from his massive shoulders, allowing the coat to drop and form a crumpled heap on the floor. There was another rear shot of him, panning from his head down to his feet, making him look like some gigantic ogre. Then there was a frontal shot of him as well, letting Karen see his chest was covered with lots of curly hair. Everything about him seemed so monstrous, Karen was already wondering what his penis would look like when the camera finally panned down to it.
Meanwhile, Harry continued hungrily sucking on the fullness of Karen's swollen breasts, holding her in his lap with his own cock rubbing against her buttocks, making her writhe uncontrollably.
While chewing on her nipple, he reached down and handed her the cigar again after taking it from the nearby ashtray. She knew what he wanted, and as his tongue continued playing with her nipples, she once again sucked half the length of the thick cigar into her mouth, holding it there for a moment, wondering just why Harry was making her do this. What was it about seeing her smoke cigars this way that turned him on? She held her breath to the count of ten, puffed a little on the cigar, then took it out of her mouth slowly, letting the smoke drift out with it. Her mind was reeling with all kinds of dancing colors that came flickering from the movie screen.
She looked back at the picture on the screen, seeing the redheaded girl in the movie had put her hand to her mouth in a rather convincing display of terror. Karen empathized with the girl, feeling the lushness of her own rounded buttocks starting to quake and quiver. She sat on Harry's lap sideways, her arm around him, resting on his shoulders from behind, her fingers idly playing in the short hairs at the nape of his strong, masculine neck as he continued to suck her now heavily heaving breasts with continually mounting enthusiasm.
She watched as Harry reached down and stubbed out the cigar in the ashtray. She was grateful for that much. She hadn't cared for the taste of it.
At the moment her body felt like rubber. She was being played with and stretched to any imaginable degree, and she was feeling nothing other than sweet deliciousness.
Her attention was now completely captured by the tall man she was watching in the film as the camera panned lower and she was finally able to see his own lust-swollen penis as it jutted straight out from the matted thick hair on his loins like a huge spear. It was unmeasurable in inches, and big as it was, it was still growing.
"Do you like to watch people performing sexual acts?" he asked, his voice as soothing as the innocent purr of a small, sleeping kitten.
"Yes, oh yes," Karen nodded.
The head of the tall man's throbbing penis looked to be the size and color of a nectarine. It was a brilliant pinkish-orange and it glistened almost ominously as it slowly moved toward the mouth of the girl in the film.
Skillfully now, moving slowly and carefully, Harry inched his gentle but powerful hand between the tenderly soft, white thighs of the naked woman sitting on his lap. Karen had her thighs squeezed together at the moment and she was aware of his moving hand. With each rapid breath now, the marshmallow succulence of her well-sucked breasts melted into the features of his shadowed face. Her brown nipples were as stiff as spikes, growing out of their equally brown, puffy surroundings like tiny clitorises eager to be sucked.
Harry Greco was laughing silently to himself as he fondled her. He had enjoyed quite a few women in his lifetime, and though this one was erotically superior to most of the others, she was pretty much the same as they. All women were basically a-like. Even the frigid ones he had fucked had responded to seeing other people making love. Some responded erotically, others responded disgustedly, but they all responded, and as long as there was some response, it meant there was some kind of life in the woman waiting to come out. Well, he had this one, now. She was totally hypnotized by what was happening on the screen, and she was not only something for him to play with, but a willing subject at this point.
The tall man in the movie standing before the redheaded woman reached out and cruelly tangled his fingers in the rich color of her luxuriantly shining red hair, twisting strands around his fingers. He yanked her head back viciously. His other hand suddenly shot forward and backhanded the beautiful woman across the face. It was a jarring blow that would have sent her sprawling had he not had a firm grip on he hair.
"Look at his cock," Harry laughed at Karen, whispering in her ear. "Does it look any different?"
"My God! It's grown even bigger," the lovely brown-haired woman gasped, staring.
"I figure this guy must be some kind of a sadist, and hurting women is his bag. With me, you don't have to worry, honey. I don't believe in causing pain."
Karen's trembling, vibrating ass-cheeks, rubbing nakedly against the equally naked but considerably hairier thighs of Harry Greco, began writhing and squirming very nervously. She was well aware that Harry's already large cock was swelling even larger beneath her thighs, pulsing and quivering, and she knew it wouldn't be much longer before he used it on her.
Curiously enough, the longer she stayed with Harry, the more she was enthralled by him, even knowing he was something of a sadist, himself. Perhaps it was the thrill of being with what she believed was a truly evil man, and feeling the way her being there made his penis swell and enlarge and grow as it pressed against her naked flesh made her enjoy everything all the more.
Her eyes returned to the movie once again to see what was happening. She saw the giant of a man grip his glistening gargantuan shaft at the hair-covered base, and then he began rubbing the thick penis back and forth. The penis at which she was now staring was circumcised, and so it looked different from Harry's. The man was rubbing the tip against the redheaded woman's face, smearing his colorless oils all over her cheeks and eyelids for a moment. After awhile he began rubbing it against the full pout of her rich, red lips, making them shine even more brightly with the colorless nectar he was smearing over them. Her eyes opened wide, but not with fear. The redhead was looking at the throbbing cock with desire written all over her face.
"My God!" Karen gasped, staring. "She actually enjoys being treated that way."
At that point, suddenly, miraculously, the orange-pink head of the giant's throbbing cudgel popped itself between the hungrily straining lips of the lovely redhead. Somehow, the sight of such a thing sent a violent shudder of rippling ecstasy charging up and down Karen's quivering spine. Lord! It was exciting watching the helpless redhead being totally dominated by the giant. It was more than exciting. It was delightfully thrilling. Yes, the girl on the screen was being subjected to a force she was unable to resist, just as she, Karen, was far beyond being able to resist doing whatever it was that Harry wanted her to do.
"Look, Karen," Harry said, laughing. "See how the girl actually enjoys what she's doing. Yes, she enjoys it."
Harry's lasciviously seeking hand was rubbing her soft, tingling cunt at the moment, massaging, rubbing, poking and probing with a slow, lingering delight. Two of his delving fingers began to part the silken tufted brown curls covering her mons veneris.
"Harry...I don't know...what are you. . . "
"Stop worrying and relax," Harry told her. "I'm going to make you happy, honey," he rasped brokenly in her ear. "I'm going to finger this sweet pussy of yours. You'll like that, won't you? You'll like having me touch you while you watch that girl on the screen suck on that large man's throbbing cock."
Oh Lord! Karen didn't know what to do or say. She was on fire. She knew it was wrong to continue this way. At this point she wasn't thinking about her job any longer. All she knew was she was inextricably caught up in this, and there was no longer an easy way out. Even if she'd had no job to worry about, she would want to continue.
"Yes!" she gasped. "Ohhhhhhhh...yessssss...do it, Harry, do it! Finger my cunt!"
Harry Greco softly chuckled to himself as he slowly felt between her luscious thighs, carefully pressing his extended middle finger very, very slowly into the heated den that was Karen's seethingly heated vagina. Her vaginal membranes automatically responded, tightly wrapping themselves around the finger, and he slowly sank it deeper and deeper, realizing that in spite of all the fucking, her cunt was still as tight as the proverbial drum.
With his thumb he reached between her sucking cuntlips and felt for, finally finding her clitoris, feeling it wetly slip forward as the ball of his thumb massaged the extended bubble. Now he had his middle finger sinking to its entire length inside her, reaching ever deeper until it was in to the depth of his palm. Then, when he was certain his finger was securely lodged inside her, he added a second finger to the first.
"Keep watching to movie, Karen," he told her. "I want you to especially notice the way she takes that cock between her lips, much the way you took the cigar between yours. Look at the way saliva is drooling from the corners of her mouth. Do you know why she's drooling that way? It's because his cock is so thick there's no room for anything else in her mouth." He was speaking slowly, deliberately, almost whispering into her ear, watching the effect his words were having on her.
Karen stared, unable to believe any woman would suck a man's penis, yet there was the visual evidence, before her eyes. It was a real penis, too, not some kind of dildo.
Long delicious minutes slowly passed, and Harry's moving fingers had churned the oils in her shuddering cunt into a virtual froth. The lovely girl in the movie continued sucking strongly on the tall man's thickly throbbing phallus, sometimes able to swallow her own saliva, and sometimes unable to do so, letting it dribble down the sides of her neck. The cock was sinking deeper and deeper into her mouth, and Karen realized the length of it was so enormous, that more than was able to fit into her mouth was going in, which meant only one thing: the redheaded woman was sucking the penile head and some of the shank into her throat.
She watched the ass-cheeks of the tall man tighten and snap together as he pushed his cock as far into the other woman's throat as possible, her lips pressed right against the base of his pelvis. Then he began jerking and twitching, and Karen realized he was coming. Although the redhead continued sucking, she wasn't able to suck fast enough, and white semen began dribbling from the corners of her mouth.
"Oh God!" Karen gasped, staring wide-eyed. She had never seen anything like this before, and she found it very stimulating.
"like it, Karen?" Harry asked. "Tell me, don't you wish you were sucking a big fat cock like that? Imagine having a big, hard penis, oozing lubrication and then firing semen. Do you know it's possible for you to come simply by rubbing the head of a cock into your throat. Look at the redhead and see the throes of ecstasy into which she has gone. You can enjoy the same thing, Karen. Think about it!"
"Please!" Karen gasped. "Please...Harry...I can't watch any more." Her mind was swimming and her brain was reeling and she knew she wouldn't be able to contain herself much longer.
Karen covered her eyes with her two hands, afraid to look and she began panting heavily. She was betraying herself, letting the man know how much the sight of all this was getting to her. She had to somehow or other snap herself out of all this, or she would be totally lost, like Harry and Kathy.
Her insistence on self-control was very short-lived, however. Before she realized exactly what was happening, she suddenly found herself flat on her back on the sofa with the happily beaming Harry Greco glowering over her, his face shining in the white light of the projector. He held his hand out to Kathy, and Kathy, seemingly knowing what he wanted, slapped something into it.
"Ah, here it is, washed nice and clean after being buried in Kathy this morning," he said.
Karen's hands were lying limply at her side at the moment, and she realized Harry was holding the dildo Kathy had brought. Lying down, looking straight up at it, she thought it looked even longer than she had remembered. It was gigantic, a plastic rubbery penis of immeasurable length and breadth with a grip at the end of it, and a vibrating switch. No, there was more than one switch. She hadn't noticed the other one, earlier.
"Oh no. . . no. . . Harry, you aren't going to use that on me...oh no...please ....have a heart!"
At this point she was convinced the man was totally insane, but did he have to try killing her with that instrument to prove it? Even if she had seen Kathy's vagina swallow up the full length of the monstrous instrument, she was convinced she would never be able to take such a length inside her own body.
She stared, her eyes wide open, her mouth wanting to loudly scream as the giant plastic artificial penis came slowly forward. She felt its brutal size and strength teasing the tender opening of her quivering, shivering vagina.
"Stop worrying," Harry assured her. "Kathy took it all, and you will, too. I made sure Kathy greased it extra-heavily for you. I don't want you to suffer pain."
Karen lay there, feeling totally helpless in the power of that throbbing olisbos. Harry was once again about to get his way.
The artificial penis came relentlessly forward, spreading the soft lips of her tender pussy, opening them wider and wider in a tight, but perfect circle as they automatically wrapped themselves around the dildo head. The gigantic organ continued to spread her soft cuntlips as the massive rubbery point continued burrowing deeper and deeper into her, aided by the oil with which Kathy had covered it, as well as her own oils, pouring out of her as she realized her body was throbbing with excitement. The interior walls of her tender vagina were being spread wide, and yet not quite as wide as when Harry had probed into her cunt with his own cock.
With a smooth, wet sluicing sound, the solid penis-like piece of rubbery plastic slowly slid into the depths of her seething pussy, and the lips of her tender vagina stretched taut and white. They looked like rubber bands as they wrapped themselves around the artificial cock. Slowly the thick length of it began sliding in and out as Harry's hand continually manipulated the full length of the thick organ.
The teasing voice of Harry Greco reached into her conscious mind, shattering the reverie the probing cock had already begun building in her as it continued sinking and sliding between her tender thighs. "You're going to love this almost as much as you like my cock," Harry said, laughing. "Almost as much!"
She moaned and groaned aloud as the plastic penis continued slithering in and out of her tender pussy, seemingly fucking deeper and deeper into her each time it drove forward. She continued sighing and moaning as she realized that even though its texture was not quite the same as Harry's cock, it did feel good. She groaned again, her shuddering body wracked with a totally helpless feeling, seeing stars and begging him to slow down when she was able to speak between breaths.
In answer to her pleading cries, Harry smiled and kept on increasing the depth and rhythm of the cadently fucking plastic instrument while, with his free hand, he began caressing her breasts, teasing and tickling her nipples. A tremendous growing sense of lewd licentiousness and thrilling pleasure combined deep inside her quivering, shuddering belly, rising to meet and mingle with the hesitation she had been feeling. Gone was the last vestige of her previously sheltered life.
With a final thrusting jerk forward, the throbbing dildo plunged all the way home as she felt it press into the rear of her trembling vagina. Karen moaned a deep, low, gasping moan at the momentary driving pressure. Scores of stars, like multi-colored pinwheels of sparkling light danced in front of her face and she blinked her widely open eyes as she saw the huge, massive penis inside her, its realistic-looking shaft glistening with her heavy vaginal moisture, as well as with the remnants of the lubricant with which Kathy had covered it. Each time it retracted from her, the lips of her soft vagina peeled outward, moving with it, rolling back and revealing parts of her tender internal vaginal flesh as it did so. Then, once again, the huge, massive artificial cock would once again plunge right back into her, rolling ends of her chocolate-brown pubic curls with it. The tempo and the speed continued to increase, and Karen found herself unable to protest because she was fighting for her breath with each inward stroke.
Her strength and inner resistance totally broke down as the heavy dildo began pumping in and out even more swiftly. Faster and faster it moved, longer than any real penis, though not quite as thick as Harry's, and Karen knew Harry would be able to keep this up all afternoon, unless his hand got tired. It was impossible to stop the organ or fight the feelings it was building in her, so she did the best thing she was able to do; she relaxed. She winced each time it sank home, feeling the heavy pressure of its length, also feeling an evil kind of enjoyment, a tactile, lascivious and devilish enjoyment as the artificial penis continued fucking into her, causing an animal sound to escape from the depths of her gasping throat. She moaned and whimpered, thrilled all over again. She stared with widely glazed eyes, watching the massive dildo continually slithering in and out of her obscenely stretched vagina, jerking the lower half of her body back and forth. Gasping for air, the helpless Karen was beginning to feel a wild pleasure completely beyond description.
There was no soreness, no hurt, just pleasure, delightful pleasure, and she sighed with rapturous thrills. Except for the thickness of Harry's cock, the dildo felt better than anything she had ever known, though she had to admit the tongues of Harry and Kathy had also felt good against her vagina.
She was trapped, helplessly, wonderfully trapped, and the throbbing, moving dildo drove solidly into her with such overpowering force that her full breasts leaped up and down lasciviously and his fingers, pulling on her nipples sent quivering thrills shooting through her aching loins where the huge phallus was preparing to slam itself into the seething depths of her cunt all over again.
A loose, wanton smile formed on her wet lips, and she felt herself straining forward to accept the next long, inward stroke as Harry's hand holding the plastic penis increased its driving tempo. She felt thrillingly wild, drifting as if abandoned, a totally wanton and salacious woman able to thoroughly enjoy everything that was happening to her. She slammed her hot cunt back at the rubber penis and Harry smiled, gloating, knowing he had really brought out the animalistic desires in this woman.
With his mouth next to Karen's ear, Harry softly whispered, "Are you really enjoying it, Karen? Tell me, I want to know."
She softly moaned, sighing, then finally said, "Oh yes, yes, yes, do it some more!"
"I'm glad you can appreciate what I'm doing for you," he said to her.
Heavily perspiring, her teeth tightly gritting, her face lined and twisted with licentious desire, she gasped as the thrusting tempo increased and her eyes began rolling in her head and her mouth fell open. Low moans continually issued from the depths of her gasping throat.
"Do you like this as much as you like my cock?" Harry asked, deliberately taunting her.
Her mouth was hanging wide open, saliva falling from her lips and her head lolled from side to side as her mind continued whirling and spinning and she kept on gasping as the great false penis continued plunging into her. She felt her body shuddering and quivering in anticipation as she felt the orgasm starting to build inside her.
"Answer me!" Harry insisted.
She shook her head and said, "No...uhhh...Harry...it's good, but not as good."
"Not as good as what?" Harry asked, his voice a soft whisper she was barely able to hear. "Say it, Karen! I have to hear it! I have a big ego and it needs constant satisfying. Say it, honey."
"Not as good as your cock," she gasped.
"So you think I have a good cock, huh."
"Yes!" she gasped.
"Tell me about it."
"Wonderful cock!" she gasped. "Wonderful, wonderful cock! Feels so good inside me, so hot, makes me feel so secure...uuunnhh! Best thing in the world."
"You'd better remember that in the future, when you start fucking with other men, honey. Harry
Grecopoulous has the best cock in the whole world. Hell! I'm not only doing you a favor by helping you with the work in the office, but I'm doing you a favor by fucking you."
"Yes, yes, yes!" she gasped.
"Do you want my cock?" he asked.
"Oh yes!" she nodded.
"Well you're going to get it," he told her, and while one hand continued pushing the dildo in and out of her seething vagina, he gripped her hair with his other hand and forced her open mouth down, down, down until it slid right over his thickly throbbing cock.
The orgasm bloasted straight through the shuddering woman and she gagged out, "UUUURRRRCCCC-HHHHGGGGUUUUMMMMPHHH...AAAAUU-UUWWWWKKK...CCCHHHGGGLLLPHHH-NNNGGGHHH!"
Harry had intended making it a long, slow blowjob, but the enjoyment of all this was too much for him, and the moment her lips surrounded his penile head, he shouted, "EEEEYYYYAAAARRRRGGGGHH-HHUUUNNNNGGGGHHHH...AAAGGGGHHH-HHHHH!"
He began firing small gouts of sperm his body was manufacturing into her mouth, and without realizing what she was doing, Karen hungrily swallowed it all. Then she simply fainted with the cock still in her mouth.