Chapter 2

The startling turn of events shocked Martha. She didn't anticipate Frank remaining with her over the week end or inviting another man over to assist him in submitting her to further sexual abuses!

She had experienced the violation of her ass with the vibrator. Martha was certain now that there would be an eventual penetration of her ass by a real cock. Frank's declaration of having her suck him off upset her. If the act was repugnant at her husband's suggestion, it was worse now!

"Please, Frank! Haven't you done enough to me? Why must you bring a friend here and degrade me so? Haven't I done everything you wanted? Didn't I co-operate? Please, please, when your friend gets here, leave!"

Frank shook his head. "I'm intrigued by your presence here and your array of erotic junk, including the books. You gave me a cock and bull story about your husband being up here and changed it. You told me all kinds of stories. I really am not interested in your reasons, only in your being alone here with this junk and your sexy attitude!"

"Please, you don't understand!" Martha insisted.

"I really don't want to know," Frank replied. He tied her legs down. She was spread-eagled on the bed. Frank straddled her chest, his buttocks resting on her soft tits. His prick dangled above her chin.

"Please, have a heart!" she begged. "I... I never performed oral intercourse! It will make me sick!"

Frank exaggerated his surprise. "You never sucked cock? How could you deny your husband this pleasure? Oral intercourse? Don't get fancy with me! Suck cock or give head or a blow-job! None of this shit about oral intercourse! Now I want you to beg to suck me off!" he demanded.

"No!" she refused in a shout of defiance. "You can't make me. I'll... I'll throw up all over you!" she threatened.

Frank laughed. "Do you know what a gang bang is?" He didn't wait for her reply. "It's a broad getting laid by a group of men. At least a minimum of six! You're going to behave and do everything I tell you or else I'll invite a few more of my friends up here. We'll fuck you bow-legged! By the time we get through, you'll take the vows of celibacy! Now, are you going to do as I tell you or do I make the calls?" he intimidated her.

Panic became a tight knot inside her stomach. "No, no! Don't call! I'll do it!" she promised.

"Okay!" he snapped. "Now beg me to suck my cock!"

"Please, let me . .. let me suck ... your ... cock!" she stammered out.

"Oh, come on! Put more feeling in it! Let's hear some enthusiasm!" he insisted. "You sound like you're dying!"

"Please, Frank!" she paused. Taking a deep breath as she gathered courage. "Please, Frank! I want to suck your lovely prick! Please let me give you a blow-job!" She made an attempt to sound sincere.

"That's better!" Frank praised her. "And just to show you how considerate I am, I won't let you give me a full blow-job this time. I know you never sucked cock before. So, we'll just work on the preliminaries!"

Her eyes stared at his flaccid prick hovering above her chin. It was her first close up observation of a cock. Even with her own husband, Martha's contact was limited to holding Bob's dick in her hand.

The head of the cock seemed sculptured. Frank was circumcised. A small collar of flesh ringed the ruby corona of his shaft. She saw their dried mutual come on his prick. A slight salty odor emanated from his prick.

"Just lick the tip a few times like you were licking an ice-cream cone!" he instructed.

Martha flicked out her tongue in a tentative lick. Her tongue swept over the cockhead. She was surprised that the act didn't upset her as much as she had thought it would. The tongue picked up the taste of their mutual come. It wasn't too bad! She gave the tip of his prick a few more strong licks.

Frank's shrunken flesh burgeoned before her eyes. She watched the transformation as the soft flesh extended into a hardened shaft of erogenous flesh. His prick grew and Martha studied the bluish veins that criss-crossed the surface. It reminded her of a road map.

She continued to follow his instructions. Her lips formed a large O, sheathing her teeth at the same time. Martha's mouth closed over the ruby corona of his shaft. Her cheeks collapsed as she vacuumed his prick into her mouth in a gradual suction.

Half of Frank's cock was imbedded in her oral prison. Her tongue licked along the underside of his shaft up to the rib of the cockhead.

She ran her tongue around the perimeter in one strong brushing motion. Frank had her alternate the tonguing. First, a series of flicking licks and then, long sensual sweeps.

Martha found this phase of the cock-sucking easy to endure. She had expected worse. The taste of the flesh was palatable. Forced by the fear of his threats, she put her prejudices aside and submitted to the act. Absorbing a prick in her mouth wasn't as repulsive as she thought.

Frank rocked his hips in a slow shuttling thrust. His prong slid in and out. Martha imagined her mouth was a cunt and he was fucking it. He withdrew his prick.

"That's enough for now! We'll have plenty of time for more lessons!" Frank declared. "I've got a nice big hard-on and I have to get rid of it." He unfastened her bonds and ordered her out of bed.

Martha was ordered to bend over and grab her ankles. She had to bend her knees slightly. Frank tied her wrists to the ankles. He stood behind her vulnerable ass. Dipping a finger into the cold cream jar, Frank massaged it into her asshole.

She remembered the thick impaction of the fake phallus vibrating in her ass. The initial insertion was devastating but she grew accustomed to it. Would a real cock fucking her ass be better or worse?

Frank's cockhead pressed against the tight hole. He was pushing it into the sphincter, using the force of his body and hand. She grimaced at the pressure. His cockhead forced the elastic lips of her sphincter to accept the entry. He gripped her hips and pushed. The bony cock strained to penetrate her asshole. Martha felt the slow gradual insertion.

With a final lunge, he buried his shaft into her anal sheath. His pubic hairs scraped the rounded curves of her buttocks. The full length of his cock was up her ass.

This was her first experience with a cock in her ass. She felt the heat emanating from his prick. The cold cream seemed to be melting from it. The fake cock had prepared her for this and Martha was able to accept this sex act as well as the previous ones.

Frank's cock slid out in a partial withdrawal. She thought he was going to take it out. Instead, the fleshy tube returned to its original resting place.

The action was repeated. A slow outward movement and then the return. It seemed to be a repetition of the way he fucked her quim. In and out, back and forth in a measured tempo. As it continued, Martha found his penile thrusts were exciting her a little. A tickling sensation made her twat twitch. The oozing started from her cuntal walls. Only her doubled over position bothered her.

The tight confined space of her anal sheath picked up his cock's special pulse beat. It was alive and vibrant. An erogenous tempo that blended with the one stirring inside her loins. She found herself succumbing to a lascivious excitement.

Martha squirmed her hips. The action grounded the confined tube of her asshole muscles around Frank's dick. Her movements caused him to accelerate his shuttling cock. He increased the cadence. Martha moved in tandem with his penile thrusts, rocking her hips back and forth.

A soft murmur of pleasure escaped her lips. "Mmmmmm!" She found herself enjoying the lovely prick pistoning inside her ass. He started to ram his prick in and out in frenzied urgency. The friction evoked carnal bliss in her.

She heard his breathing increase from the effort. Any moment, she expected him to come. Martha's mind dwelled on the sensation of the come shooting into her rectum. Many times she had experienced the sensation of come pouring into her quim. The contact of sperm spilling over her cunt always added to the excitement of fucking.

Frank made a final plunge with his cock. He buried it deep in the confines of her tight rectal sheath. His pelvis bumped into her asscheeks and curved around it. Martha felt the strong contractions pulsating in his prick.

The hot jism spurting in strong glutinous bursts struck the walls of her asshole. A overwhelming sensation filled her senses. She didn't think being fucked in the ass could be so stimulating.

He rested his head on her back as the orgasmic strength ebbed out of his prick. Her sensitive anal muscles detected the rigidity of his cock shrinking into a soft mass.

Frank pulled his cock out. It came out of the hole with a soft popping sound and patting her on the ass, he announced, "That was a good piece of ass!"

"Please, loosen these ties!" she pleaded. "This doubled over position is murder!"

He unfastened her bonds."Let's you and me take a little coffee break until my friend Stan gets here. It should be a wild time!"

She sat in the kitchen with him. Frank was attempting small conversation, but Martha's mind was on the visitor they were expecting. Frank called him Stan! Glancing at her watch, she saw it was after ten.

It had been a long day for her. Martha was feeling tired and she hoped the two men would not submit her to an orgy. Frank had given her quite a workout and she wanted to rest. Although the day hadn't been without its reward of pleasure! Frank had shown her new vistas of sexual delight.

Frank cocked his head at the sound of an approaching car. "That must be Stan!" he declared.

"Let's go and welcome him!"

They moved out into the main room as a knock sounded on the door. Frank opened the door and Stan came in carrying a small attache case.

Stan was short and stocky with a little neck. His head appeared to be resting on his shoulders. Martha thought he might be a wrestler or a football player. He emitted a long whistle of approval at the sight of her nakedness.

"Man! This broad is built!" Stan exclaimed. "Let's go! Let's go!" he chanted, shucking off his clothes.

Martha stared at his nude body. He had a heavy covering of hair. His chest, stomach, and legs had a thick matting of it. Stan's semi-erect cock stood out in bold relief against the background of dark hair.

She was fascinated by the animal-like sensuality of his prick's appearance. Her tiredness left her and Martha suddenly felt rejuvenated by the sight of Stan's cock. She was looking forward to having sex with him. The contents of the attache case also interested her.

Stan moved to her and threw an arm about her lower back, pulling her to him. His mouth zeroed in on a tit. Rapacious lips made greedy sucking sounds as the free hand slipped into her camouflaged cunt.

Martha made no attempt to stop him. Instead, she stood still, letting him arouse her licentious longings. The strong suction on her nipple and the hand rubbing across her pussy in rough strokes started her glands functioning.

She closed her eyes as the fires of erotic ec-stacy started up. The heat from the erogenous stimulation made her passion ignite. Her breathing became heavy and rapid.

"Hey, hey, hey!" Stan exclaimed. "This bitch is in heat! Let's take care of her!"

"Hold it!" Frank interrupted. "Martha, here, doesn't dig the sex scene unless she's tied up. She doesn't go in for some of the fancier fucking. I've been training her a little waiting for you. That's why I asked you to bring up the special stuff."

"Well, what are we waiting for! Let's get started!" Stan declared. He opened up the small case and took out a set of leather manacles. "Where do we lock her up?" he asked. "Let's find a nice comfortable place."

"How about if we both fuck her at the same time?" Frank suggested. "That coffee table is strong enough to support us."

Stan looked at the table and nodded. "Get some pillows or something! I'll lay on the table but I don't want to pick up any splinters in my ass."

The table was covered with several pillows and Stan lay down on the table. Martha straddled his thighs. With Frank's help, her cunt was soon impaled by Stan's thick cock. Her cuntal lips were stretched as the large prick packed her twat.

Frank placed the leather cuffs on her wrists and fastened the other half of each cuff to the wooden legs of the table. Martha's arms were fastened over Stan's shoulders and she was locked in against him.

He moved his thighs in a slight splay. This allowed Frank to get between his legs and get closer to Martha's ass. Frank lubricated Martha's ass with some jelly Stan had in the case.

She felt the lubricant rubbed into her tight asshole. The finger vacated her rectum to be replaced by a hard penile shaft. Frank's cockhead pushed against the brownish puckered orifice. The lips of her sphincter yielded with a grudging resistance. She felt his cock complete a full penetration.

A thrilling shiver ran up her spine. The anticipation of being fucked by two men was an erotic prize. The handcuffs and the position made the act a little uncomfortable but a voluptuous surge sweeping through her pores compensated for it.

Her venereal orifices were packed with twin cocks. The sensitive wall of muscle between her rectum and vagina detected the boring pricks pressing into it.

Stan remained motionless, supporting the two bodies on top of him. His prick rested in her damp pussy. He reached up, cupping her tits in a soft squeeze. His fingers pinched the tips with a gentle pressure and she felt the nipples stiffening as he rolled them between the tips of his fingers.

Frank's cock slid in and out of her asshole. The friction of his prick scraping along her rectal muscles evoked new erotic thrills. Stan picked up the cadence from Frank's rhythm. They moved in coordinated rhythm. Stan shoved upward and Frank made a partial withdrawal of his imbedded dick. As he returned his prick to its rectal resting place, Stan retreated with his cock.

Their coital movements were synchronized and Martha felt the intensity of their lustful stimulation in her ass and quim. She murmured in ecstatic rapture as the erotic intoxication permeated her senses.

The lips of her sphincter were compressed in a venereal kiss about Frank's shaft. Her elastic asshole offered a reluctant surrender to its departure. On the return of his cock, her rectum welcomed the return of his lascivious lance.

She felt the intense sensual heat from the rhythm of their fucking. Their coital strokes were like pneumatic drills burrowing into her flesh. Frank shoved his cock deep into her ass and Stan pulled back. Stan reversed the stroke, driving his prick forward. Frank shifted in a partial withdrawal. They maintained this penile shuttle at a rapid steady pace.

Martha felt the heat from the friction of Frank's cock. It was tepid at first, then warm, and finally, glowing. From the perimeter of her ass, the fire spread into the tight cavern of her rectum.

A little moan of ecstatic pleasure escaped her lips. "AHERRR!" Over and over, she murmured the appreciative moans. "Aherrr! Aherrr!" The prick working in her moist cunt started a fire of erotic rapture. Her entire bottom was being consumed by a sexual conflagration.

The temperature became more intense and Martha felt the glow diffusing itself. She could almost picture steam pouring out of her twin holes.

Frank's pelvis tapped against her buttocks in frenzied thrusts. His breathing pattern changed. He was exerting more effort. His driving cock moved harder and faster.

"Nnrrr! Nnrrr!" His deep rasping grunts vibrated in his chest.

Stan's warm breath blew into her face. He was expending energy also from his efforts.

Martha felt a lascivious turbulence growing. Her body was a libidinous volcano ready to erupt at any moment. At the start, the stimulation elicited gentle murmurs. As the intensity grew, she became more animated and she emitted her own animalistic growls. "Ohhmmm! Ohhmmm!"

She tried to synchronize her movements with the penile strokes of the two men fucking her holes.

A perverse exuberance took hold of her. "Fuck me, fuck me! Give me more, more! I can feel those juicy cocks in me! Harder, harder! Faster, faster!" she exhorted them in frantic pleas. "Oh, yessss! That's it, that's it! Great, great! Mmmmmm!"

Their cocks met at the fleshy wall separating her ass from her cunt. She could feel their renewed pounding and Martha wondered if their pricks would break through.

She sucked in her lower lip, biting down on it. Her pores were saturated with the exquisite piquancy of erotic rapture. Her depraved senses were being gratified as the sensual voluptuousness streamed through her body.

"I'm coming, I'm coming!" Martha announced. "Oh, keep it up, keep it up! Just a little bit more!" she pleaded. "HARDER, HARDER! FASTER, FASTER!" Her urgings were loud and strident. "I'm coming again! I'm shooting another load! Where is it all coming from? Now, NOWWW! VM COMM-MINNGGG! YAHHRRGRRrrr!"

It was a primitive savage cry. A mixture of emotions that ranged from anguish to ecstatic approval. She reached out and grabbed the legs of the table, squeezing the wood. Throwing back her head, the cry burst from her throat. From a forceful howling of a hurricane, it diminished to the whisper of a soft breeze.

At that moment, the spasmic emissions from Frank's prick spilt into her anal sheath. She was aware of the pulsations as each spurt became weaker. A few seconds later, Stan completed the cycle, flooding her cunt with his hot jism.

Her twin holes tingled with the voluptuous pulsations of their venereal tribute. She absorbed the throbbing palpitations of their pricks. The surrounding flesh of her erogenous holes matched their erotic throbs with vibrant beats of her own.

When the sexual storm that shook the three participants had abated it left them spent. They remained fused together for several minutes. Frank and Martha's body pressed down on Stan's frame. Fatigued, they waited for their strength to return.

Frank withdrew his tumescent shaft from her ass first then he unfastened the manacles and helped Martha to her feet. She gazed down on Stan's shrunken flesh dormant in a nest of hair.

Tentacles of come trickled out of her ass and cunt down along her thighs. The lascivious fever that had burned within her was dissipating. Her temperature returned to normal. This was the wildest sex scene she ever experienced and Martha was surprised at her acceptance of such an act.

She was also surprised by the fact Stan's excessive body hairs didn't bother her. Her body had been so attuned to the lascivious contact that her flesh lost its' sensitivity to the hairs.

"Man! That was one of the greatest fucks I ever had! Stan declared. "I think we ought to give the little lady a treat. Like eating her pussy!"

"I was thinking the same thing," Frank commented. "But I don't like the hairs."

"No big thing!" Stan shrugged. "Let's shave it off!"

The offer to have her cunt eaten bothered Martha. Stan's remark to shave off the hairs panicked her.

"No, no!" she protested. "Don't shave off the hairs!" she pleaded. "What'll my husband think when he sees the hair gone? Please, please! Do whatever you want to me but don't shave off the hairs!" She began to sob.

"Just tell him you read about it in your books and you thought he might like it," Frank answered. "Come on! You're going to have the hairs shaved off whether you like it or not!"

Stan moved in on her in a low crouch. He caught her in a low tackle. With effortless ease, he flung her over his shoulder and carried her into the bedroom. Martha was tossed onto the bed without ceremony. The leather cuffs were still on her wrists and they were promptly fastened to the bed. Additional leather manacles were added to her ankles. She was bound spread-eagled on the bed, helpless to do anything but protest.

"See if you can find a pan and get some water and a towel," Stan told Frank. "We're gonna give the lady a shave!"