Chapter 6
For a moment, Connie knelt there, paralyzed by shock as she watched the Gruber brothers surge into the bathroom, their big, calloused hands busy at their zippers. Then, it hit her. She remembered what she'd overheard them talking about just the day before, what Luke promised to do, to turn her on, get her all warmed up for his two loutish brothers! A shiver raced up her spine. What an idiot she'd been to think that she could win Luke over with her charms, with her lustful feminine passion! He didn't care about her, all he cared about was debauching her, degrading her.
"Lookee there at Luke's finger!" Tom said, thickly. "Man, he's finger fucking her up the ass!"
Suddenly, Connie was once again aware of the hurtful intruding presence of the finger pushing deeply into her plundered rectum. Her face blushing scarlet with shame and anger, she jumped up, ripping the digit from her anus, stumbling back away from the leering men.
Luke slowly rose to his feet, his glistening penis already beginning to grow stiff again as he thought about the sweet gang rape that was about to take place. Quick as a snake, he reached out and grabbed Connie by the hair, wrenching the squealing, naked young wife from the wall, grabbing her wrist and binding it up high behind her back.
"Nooo!! ! " she wailed, trying to struggle against the arm lock and succeeding in only hurting herself more. As she struggled her just-fucked pussy made an embarrassing farting sound and a great rush of trapped semen and pussy juice came slipping out of her cunt, oozing down the insides of her thighs in thick rivulets.
"Man, oh, man, would you look at that," Tom said, pointing at the dripping strands of cum leaking from her pinkly gleaming pussy slit.
"I'll do better than that," Rod said, moving closer to the captive housewife. His breath hissed between his teeth as he saw her ripe young breasts with their rosy pink nipple buds jutting out in defensive hardness, when he saw the nakedly exposed triangle of her coppery red pubic hair beneath her quivering smooth belly.
He reached out almost casually and put his hand between her legs. As his hard, calloused fingers began experimentally toying with her sperm moistened pussy curls, Connie closed her eyes, crimson at the indignity of being held there helpless while this grinning animal pawed her obscenely exposed genitals. She moaned in shame and humiliation as she felt the broad tip of Rod's middle finger easily part the tender and fleshy folds of her already flowered open vagina and push itself into the warm, slick depths of her pussy.
"Man, are we going to have us a time with her!" he said, greedily smoothing his finger over the slippery cuntal lining, making her vagina give out with nasty, sloppy sounds as he worked his finger lewdly in and out.
Connie had no choice but to stand there and take it, though she thought her brain would burst from the pressure of the blood rising in it as she heard him chuckle with lustful anticipation.
"Christ, let's get her on a bed or something," Tom said. "It smells so much like pussy in here that I'm about ready to go off in my pants!"
To Connie's horror and shame, all three of the Gruber brothers laughed at Tom's remark. She gasped with pain as her wrist was screwed up even higher on her back and Luke brutally shoved her forward, out of the bathroom.
Over and over, in her mind, she kept praying for them to stop, for it to be some kind of awful joke, or some kind of dream, nightmare that she could wake up from. But the nightmare just kept on keeping on. Luke shoved her through the open door to her and Bill's bedroom and viciously hurled her down onto the bed, ramming her face down into the coverlet.
She lay there, her bare, semen-soaked ass-cheeks poised, quivering high in the air, her face lowered submissively into the bed, totally vulnerable to the animalish whims of these three maniacs!
"Fucky-fucky time!" Tom said, clambering on the bed in front of her.
She moaned in terror as she felt the bed sink under his massive weight, as she felt his thick, brutal fingers twining in her hair, lifting her face up.
"Whatchou think of this?" he asked, reaching into his fly and pulling out the biggest, sourest smelling penis she'd ever seen. He held his cock in one hand and her head in the other and waved the limply throbbing fire hose of a cock right under her nose.
Connie let out a shrill, bleating cry. The stink of his big cock burned her nostrils. She didn't want to see it, she didn't want to touch it, but she couldn't pull away, not with him holding her hair and Luke still pinning her arm hurtfully up behind her back.
"Open wide!" the biggest of the Grubers said, wheedlingly. He playfully slapped her across the face with the tacky, warm length of his flaccid penis.
"Uhh! Uhhh!! " Connie whimpered as the knobbish, semen-dripping bulb smacked her lips, her nose, her cheeks, as the rank odor of his loins further invaded her nostrils.
"I think she-likes it," Rod said, chuckling evilly.
Luke leered over the woman's trembling shoulders at his brother's waggling penis. "I think he-likes it more," Luke said, laughing.
Connie knew it was true. Tom's huge penis was getting harder and harder with every vicious smack across her defenseless face. Only the root part was bending as he swung it back and forth; the rest of it was obscenely erect, throbbing with lust-heated blood.
"Open, I said," Tom repeated, twisting his hand in her hair so hard that she yelped in pain.
Before Connie could close her mouth, Tom was lunging forward, jamming the broad, purplish head of his cock into the softness of her wet lips, driving it between her teeth, into the warm, wet cavern of her mouth.
Though she gagged, though she tried to twist her mouth away, she could not escape the lewdly insinuating cockhead. It crammed into her mouth, wedging her jaws wide apart, wider apart than they'd ever been. It felt like her whole head was going to crack from the strain. Then the stark, nasty flavor hit her taste buds and she had to fight to keep from vomiting. It tasted worse than it smelled, like it hadn't been washed in a month, a month of nightly whorehouse romps!
"Nice!" Tom crooned salaciously, pumping his fist up and down the rapidly stiffening shaft, jacking off right into her horrified face.
Caught between the two men, Connie was helpless. All she could do was whimper and whine as the hugely throbbing cock head swelled up bigger and bigger in her mouth, making her cheeks balloon out, pressing down gaggingly on her tongue. Bitter tears of shame and frustration and fear spilled from her pain-slitted eyes as the monstrous penis bulb bloated out to full pulsing hardness.
"I think she wants a little more," Rod said.
"Yeah," Tom grunted, leaning further forward, driving the flaring rim of his knobbish cockhead past the edge of her teeth, making her tortured lips pop down over it, down onto the luridly throbbing shaft, the heavy, blood-swollen veins that marbled it.
Connie whinnied through her nose, her jaws cracking from the strain, her throat aching from the size of the thing ramming into it.
"Jesus! It looks like she's trying to suck off a goddam telephone pole!" Rod exclaimed, gleefully.
Connie had never felt so callously used, so utterly shamed. The hugely pulsing penis was filling every crevice in her head and its sour flavor raged over her pinioned tongue, raged up into her sinuses like acid. The cock was almost subhuman in size, in shape, more like the member of some lower animal, a horse or a bull and there was so much of it!!
"It might look like she's sucking," Luke said, "but she isn't. She ought to be sucking."
"That's right," Tom said. "Suck it! Suck it you little slut!"
The ravished redhead would not obey. She had made a firm resolution to resist in any way she could. It was obvious that she could not escape, there were too many of them and they were too strong, too determined, but she refused to go along with what they wanted of her, refused to meekly submit to their hellish demands.
"Did you hear him?" Luke growled, bending over her naked back, twisting her arm up even higher.
Connie whimpered, but she did not suck.
"Stuck up little bitch!" Rod snarled. "Suck him!! "
"No, wait, man," Luke said, pushing back. "You take her arm. You hold her. I'm going to teach Mrs. Hot Stuff some manners."
The naked young redhead groaned into Tom's massive cockhead as Rod took her arm and screwed it up between her shoulder blades. Whatever Luke planned on doing, she told herself, she would not give in, she would not willingly suck off the lewd pole jammed between her lips, would not urge the awful, choking gusher of thick, hot semen that she knew was in store for her.
Luke levered his knee between hers, rudely forcing her thighs apart, holding them apart. Then, fast as lightning, he raised his open hand high above his head and brought it down hard on her nakedly exposed nether cheeks.
Pain. Pain like nothing Connie had ever felt exploded in her unprotected ass. Every ounce of flesh on her buttocks, her thighs quivered from the violent impact and the hurt, the awful stinging hurt was like molten metal poured over her silky, sensitive skin. She clawed at the coverlet and bit down on the horrible, living, pulsing gag in her mouth.
"Jeeez!" Tom croaked, feeling her teeth closing on his virile pole of flesh. Her jaws were wedged so far apart by the girth of his manly erection, that she couldn't really hurt him, she couldn't bite down hard enough.
"She's going to suck, goddamit!" Luke snarled, raising his hand again.
The second impact was even harder than the first. It sounded like a gunshot in the silence of the bedroom. Again, her soft feminine flesh quivered and jounced, again the searing pain lanced into her bottom cheeks.
Helpless, a captive in her own home, at the mercy of these lust-crazed carpenters, Connie sobbed brokenly into the huge bulb. She could feel her saliva flooding into her mouth, lubricating the big head, dribbling out between the tight ring of her lips and the sides of his shaft, dribbling down over her chin. It was the combination of the feel of his penis, so smooth, so velvety smooth, and the rank taste that was doing it. Still, she refused to swallow, to drink the noxious fluid that was seeping from the slit of his knob into her mouth. Better that the slimy juice ran all down over her chin that to have it in her belly.
"Jmmmm, it's getting juicy," Tom groaned, excitedly, pulling his cock back about half an inch, just enough to make her moist, warm lips pucker out around the flaring rim, then pushing back in. "Real nice and juicy."
"But she isn't sucking!" Rod said, angrily.
"Dirty little whore!" Luke growled. He took his fury out on her sleek, svelte behind, raining a wild series of open-handed slaps down on it, making her butt-flesh jerk and quiver, jerk and quiver, jerk and quiver.
Connie thought she was going to die. The blows kept coming and coming and suddenly there was no difference between the hitting and the not hitting. There was constant, agonizing pain. Pain that arched up her back and down her thighs, pain that cut right into the core of her being.
"Beat her! Kill her!! " Rod shouted, watching the wildly quivering flesh, listening to Connie's pitiful blubberings about Tom's big cock.
Luke would accept nothing less than her total submission. He spanked her bare ass-cheeks until they were marked with ugly red weals,, spanked her over and over, chanting in time to the brutal swats: "Suck! Suck! Suck!! "
The hurt, the humiliation, the terror of more hurt to come was too much for her. Connie's will snapped. like a robot, she began to nibble and nurse weakly at the gross cockhead in her mouth.
"Hey! Hey!! ! " Tom cried. "Hey, she's doing it! She's sucking me off!"
"Would you look at that!" Rod said.
Luke paused in his spanking and peered over her shoulder, at the obscene squirming of her tautly stretched lips about the massive, luridly pulsing cock. "Harder, bitch," he crooned to her, giving her a light slap on the ass.
Connie jerked as if he'd hit her with all his might. She knew that he was reminding her that if she didn't do everything they asked, everything willingly, there was always more spanking to look forward to. She started sucking on Tom's cock harder, her lips making wet, spluttering noises about the hugely throbbing head.
Then the phone rang.
The Gruber brothers held their respective breaths, their eyes suddenly full of fear. Connie sobbed brokenly into the slobber-drenched cockhead. She knew it was her husband calling. Bill, he was her only hope of rescue from these sadistic animals! But as the phone continued to ring, she realized that pinning her hopes on Bill was like clutching at a straw. She knew that when she didn't answer he would think that she was still angry at him, that she wasn't answering on purpose. He would never guess what horrible straits she was in, never guess how desperately she needed him. She realized, too, that her plight was almost entirely her own fault, that the Gruber brothers had almost so much as warned her that they wanted to gang bang her, that they would do it at the first opportunity, that if she hadn't chased Bill out of the house the night before, he might become alarmed at her not answering the phone.
Before the phone stopped ringing, the Grubers had recovered their poise. Tom started working his hips forward and back, screwing his cockhead in and out of her ovaled lips.
"Hey, man, open up her buns," Rod said to Luke. "I want to see her pussy and asshole."
As Connie felt her buttocks being brutally wrenched apart, the phone stopped ringing. All of her hopes were dashed. A kind of haze filtered down over her eyes, a haze of defeat, of subservience. She would do whatever they asked, anything they wanted, just so long as they didn't hurt her any more.
Rod leered into the thumb-splayed crevice, the tiny, rose pink, wrinkly ring of her anus, the moistly flowered pink pussy flesh surrounded by juice beaded coppery hairs.
"Man, I could sure go for a taste of that," the eldest Gruber said, smacking his lips obscenely.
Luke laughed at him. "You are a sick sucker, man," he said. "My cum is still dribbling out of her."
"I don't give a shit," Rod said, hoarsely. "I want to suck her cunt and ass. You hold her arm, dammit! Let me at her!! "
Connie felt the bed creaking as the men changed places, as Luke once again gripped her arm and Rod levered his way in behind her. Slowly, the lustfully aroused carpenter leaned forward and planted a warm, wet kiss right on the small of her bruised back. The helpless young wife groaned into the lewdly thrusting penis and her body shook at the moist contact of his lips. Then Rod fitted his thumbs to her tight nether cheeks and pressed them outwards, leaning forward to peer right into the thin pink folds of her hair-rimmed pussy. He could see the aftermath of the first fuck session glistening in tiny, pearly drops on her petal-like lips. His nose was a scant few inches from the silken coopery hairs rimming the tender flanges of her vagina and the heady female aroma drifting incitingly out to his flaring nostrils was one of ripeness and pungent ecstasy. He gulped hard as he pushed more firmly outwards, as her sweet, plundered cavern flowered wide open to his gaze, until suddenly it was completely exposed and the moist inner flesh of her cuntal lining came glisteningly into view.
Connie shuddered as Rod blew his hot breath softly into her, making her squirm and forcing a muffled moan to erupt from her tortured throat. Her pussy gaped open for him and there was no way she could seal it up, no way she could keep him out.
"Go on, Rod, eat her out!" Tom said, anxiously.
"Yeah," Luke said. "I want to see you lick her asshole, too."
The phone started ringing again, but Connie could hardly hear it. It was like the ringing was a million miles away, practically in another world.
Rod licked his lips and grinned at his brothers, then pressed his face forward, thrusting his open mouth hard against the wetness of her vaginal slit. Connie's whole body stiffened at the lewd contact, but he tightened his grip on her buttocks so she couldn't wriggle free. Salaciously he kissed her sticky furrow, rolling his face back and forth, rubbing his lips over the wet and searing pussyflesh, kissing it like he was kissing a mouth, smearing the slick juices all over his cheeks. As he did this, he nuzzled the tip of his nose into her tightly clenched anus, obscenely caressing that wrinkly sphincter.
Moving forward did Connie absolutely no good. All that did was to force Tom's monstrous cock further down her throat. She was sandwiched, utterly helpless.
With one, blinding quick stab, Rob speared his tongue in between the warm fleshy folds of her cunt, waggling it deep into the slick crevice, rasping it over the oily marble of her erect clitoris.
To Connie's horror, her body reacted automatically to the abrupt entry into her already orgasmed cuntal passage; it thrust back hard, lasciviously screwing her buttocks against his obscenely buried face. Her vaginal passage contracted, opening and closing tightly around the long smooth length of his tongue swirling maddeningly around inside her belly.
Though she was too caught up in the awful-wonderful steam heat of the moment to realize it, the reason she was reacting so violently to the pleasurable penetration was the staggering contrast, the difference between the pain she'd suffered earlier and the delicious feather-light laving of her vaginal sheath. She welcomed anything, anything but more pain.
Pushing his mouth even harder against her widely splayed loins, Rod worked his lips over the whole of her tongue-spread pussy, sucking and licking at it wildly as her buttocks gyrated uncontrollably around his face.
"Look at her go!" Tom croaked, blinking his eyes in disbelief at the sudden transformation of the unwilling young housewife into a madly screwing whore.
Rod worked slave-like behind the kneeling redhead, his tongue plunging and withdrawing from her trembling cunt with a sucking, sluicing sound that drowned out the continuous whining moan that was coming from her flared nostrils. He withdrew his tongue from the scalding depths of her smooth, warm passage and found the erect little nubbin of her clitoris, driving his face farther into the wetly quivering crevice as he sucked and teased at it with his teeth while she writhed and churned her buttocks in wild circles.
Somewhere the phone was ringing, somewhere husband Bill was trying to make contact. But Connie no longer cared. Her mind and body were completely out of control, driven past the point of no return by the delicious and obscene sucking of her naked loins. I let-cunt flowered open wider and wider, its hotly sliding wetness increasing with every wicked thrust of his tongue into her widely stretched hole. The sticky juice ran down the corners of his hard-sucking mouth, down over his cheeks as they pressed in tightly to the softness of her cheeky buttocks.
"Lick her ass, man!" Luke said.
"Yeah!" Tom chimed in. "Lick her ass!"
Rod moved so quickly, slipping his mouth up an inch and a half in her nether crack, planting his wet, sucking lips on her secret hole, that Connie didn't realize what had happened. She continued to grind her rear end into his face, half wild with desire. Rod let out a low, guttural growl of pleasure as he swept the tip of his tongue around her tiny wrinkly anal ring, as he stabbed that pointed tip right into it, forcing his tongue to slip up into the searing, rubbery confines of her rectum.
"Jesus! He's tonguing her ass!" Tom groaned.
"Sonofabitch!" Luke exclaimed, watching spellbound as the thick red tongue plunged in and out of that widely stretched orifice, fucking through the puckering hairless lips of her anus.
When Connie realized that something was wrong, that something had changed, it was too late to do anything about it. She was crazy with lust, out of her mind with passion, all she cared about was getting over, getting off. Whimpering like a kicked pup, she kept right on hunching back into his obscenely sucking mouth, forcing her anus to accept the full, wriggling length of his yard-thick tongue, and she found herself reaching out with her free hand, reaching out to touch the huge, hair-covered, sperm bloated testicles of Tom, to fondle them as she began to move her head more vigorously, to fuck her tight throat sheath down over the luridly pulsing shaft of his meaty erection.
"Man, she's blowing me for real now!" Tom gasped, watching her oval led lips driving down over his thick shaft, wallowing in the tight, wet feel of her throat clasping wetly at his virile pole.
Luke, too, was fascinated by the wet clasping and unclasping of her soft lips about the massive rod, by the gleaming snail's trail of hot slobber that she left behind.
Rod, for his part, could take no more ass-licking. He felt like his balls were going to explode if he didn't let off some of the pressure in them. He pulled back his face, withdrawing his tongue from the tautly flexing nether hole, and raised himself up, sliding his knees as far up between her widely-stretched thighs as he could, guiding his long thick cock forward between his trembling fingers, gently parting the curly reddish pubic hair with the rubbery rigidity of his throbbing cock head. He felt the hot, soft outer folds of the fleshy cuntal lips close wetly over his bulbous cockhead.
Connie froze as the huge penis nosed in between her parted labia. She groaned into Tom's cock as it pistoned through the warm, wet softness of her mouth. He was going to fuck her! She wanted him and she didn't want him; she hated him for what he'd already done to her and she loved him for what he was about to do.
The lewd contact of his quivering erection rammed in between Connie's milk-white thighs incited Rod to a further frenzy of lust, and unable to control himself any longer, he surged forward, driving his penis into the warm, wet pussy of the groaning young housewife kneeling subserviently under him. He gasped aloud with relief as he felt the right hot walls of her contracting cunt slip soothingly over and down the rock-hard length of his aching cock.
His blood-thickened penis was so big, so horribly big that Connie couldn't move; she didn't dare. She grunted into Tom's semen dripping cock as Rod plowed ruthlessly though her open cunt, filling it from wall to wall with his powerfully throbbing pole of flesh.
"God! Goddam, she's tight!! " Rod gasped, gripping her hips and hunching even harder, wedging his meaty erection an inch or two deeper into her belly on every lunge.
Connie gurgled around Tom's faster thrusting cock as the cruel intrusion deep into her dilated vagina grew and grew before Rod's uncontrolled assault until suddenly she felt the weight of strong muscular loins crushing against her buttocks, coarse, rasping pubic hairs scratching the velvety smooth flesh of her pussy, and his hard cockhead rammed brutally up against the cushiony tip of her cervix deep inside her quivering belly.
"I'm in her to the hairs!" Rod announced excitedly to his leering, red-faced brothers.
Connie whimpered, her battered lips slipping down over Tom's lurid erection almost to the broad, bristling root. Her ravished vagina felt as stretched and torn as if it had been spitted on a fence post. She tried to fight against him, clenching, squirming the muscles of her buttocks in a desperate attempt to force the lewdly invading shaft of male hardness out the way it had come in, but her efforts were worse than useless. Her desperate writhing only incited him more, wetly and warmly enclosing him while the huge cock throbbed and flexed inside her, pushing out viciously in all directions, stretching, filling her poor battered pussy as never before.
"Give it to her, Rod! Fuck the ass off her!" Tom cried, snapping his own hips, driving his massive penis through the trembling ring of her lips, burying it totally in her throat. He swiveled his hips, grinding his hairy testicles against her chin, working the sides of his hotly throbbing cock over the tight, sheathing walls of her gullet.
Luke was no longer holding her arm pinned. There was no longer any need. She was securely held, skewered from both ends at once on hot cock like a bird on a roasting spit. He let his hands roam lustfully over the length and breadth of her captive, helpless body. His fingers kneaded and squeezed her softly resilient, down hanging breasts, plucking mercilessly at the tender, bud-like nipples, plucking them into involuntary erection.
The gasping, groaning Rod began to fuck in and out of her upturned pussy in long, plunging strokes. His strong, calloused hands grasped firmly on the round, feminine curves of her hips, pushing her torso forward, then pulling it back, slipping the hot moist sheath of her widely stretched vagina more easily now back and forth over the rigidly throbbing thickness of his cock. As he did this, he also forced her mouth to move back and forth over Tom's meaty erection, her wet lips diving down to the impossibly broad root, then slipping back up to encircle and wetly clasp the massive, pulsing bulb.
Connie was pushed about like an inflatable "party doll," a cheap piece of fluff to be used, ejaculated into, then discarded. Every time she was shoved forward, shoved up the length of Rod's blood-thickened penis, she was shoved down upon Tom's huge cock. Again and again, she was battered into his sour smelling loins, his heavy swaying testicles slapping lewdly into her saliva-gleaming chin.
"Let her do it, man!" Luke said. "She wants to! She has to!"
The other two Gruber brothers stared at Luke, not understanding. He glared at them. "Let the whore do the fucking," he repeated. He leaned down next to Connie's flushed face and peered at her, at the way her whole face was distorted by the size of the quivering pole of flesh crammed between her tightly stretched lips.
"Move it!" he snarled, giving her a mildly stinging slap on the ass.
Connie's eyes popped open wide. Whimpering, she obeyed. There was no question. She started pushing her own torso forward and back, bouncing her wetly clasping channels, her plundered pussy and her violated throat back and forth over the skewering rods. To her surprise, there was no pain. She was slipping the wet, searing sheath of her cunt down over Rod's monstrous erection as easily as slipping a Vaseline filled rubber glove over a stiffened finger. And she was able to begin sucking the full length of Tom's cock, her lips sputtering and blubbering, drooling over the luridly pulsing shaft, the sinuous blue veins.
"She's digging it! Man, oh, man, is she ever digging it!" Tom exclaimed. "Look at the little slut screw!"
Then the phone began to ring again. It cut through the grunting, gasping, groaning sounds of the bedroom like a knife. It was Bill, Connie thought as she salaciously worked her naked young body between the two men's obscenely hunching loins. Tears of humiliation and shame began to pour from her eyes as she realized that what Tom was saying was the truth . . . uncontrollable feelings of wantonness and desire were beginning to surge through her imprisoned body.
Rod leaned way over her quaking back, leering at the lurid contrast of Tom's ruddy, friction-reddened cock disappearing into the chalky whiteness of Connie's lovely face, her obscenely ovaled lips sucking madly at the hard-thrusting erection. He plunged his thumbs deep into her tight asscrack and levered the cheeky mounds far apart, watching his own thick cock gliding in and out between the moist pink flanges of her cunt.
"Christ, would you look at that!" he croaked. "Would you look at that pussy!" Connie had never felt so totally debauched in all her life. She sucked wildly with her mouth and gyrated her buttocks frantically, half in an effort to end the sadistic double impalement as quickly as possible, half in an effort to prolong the flickering tingles of illicit pleasure she was getting.
"Man! She is hot, now!" Tom wailed, snapping his hips into her bobbing face, smashing his balls into her chin with a wet, nasty slapping sound.
Luke's eyes darted from one end of the subserviently kneeling, obediently bucking young housewife to the other, from the cock plowing into her pink, wetly quivering pussy flesh from behind to the cock surging between her yawning, nursing lips. His own cock was no longer flaccid and spent. It stood up like a telephone pole from his hairy loins, the massive, knobbish head thumping against his sternum, every blue veins on its underside, thick and swollen with lust-heated blood. He couldn't stand being left out any longer. He had to get in on the act, to get in on the total ravishment of the pretty young redhead.
"Hold it!" he said to his brothers.
Rod and Tom ignored him, continuing their lewd thrusting into the wetly slurping holes of the whimpering woman.
Enraged, Luke swung, first at Rod, then at Tom, hitting them hard in the shoulders with his clenched fist.
"Oww!" Rod cried, his eyes opening wide from the pain.
"Hey!" Tom complained, pausing in mid-thrust to glare at his younger brother.
"Now that I've got your attention," Luke said, glaring right back. "How about letting me in on the action, too? I mean, if it isn't too much fucking trouble for you."
"You, too?" Tom said, his face full of confusion.
"She's got three holes, hasn't she?" Luke said, grinning at his brothers.
"You mean, all of us fucking into her at once?! " Rod said, his eyes bulging from the lustful incitement that idea sent coursing through his veins.
A shiver of fear rippled up Connie's cruelly bent spine. She moaned into Tom's thick cock-root, his densely furred, musty smelling loins.
"Yeah, that's right, man," Luke said. "Only you guys got to get out first."
"Get out?! " Tom said.
"Just for a minute, man," Luke assured him. "Just until I get in. Then we all go to town on her. We'll fuck the slut every which way but loose!"
"Yeah!" Rod said, pulling back, slipping the glistening, blood-thickened length of his erect cock from her wetly clasping pussy sheath.
Tom followed suit, withdrawing his penis from the bubbling depths of her throat. As the upcurving spear, the massive bull cock popped from between her tortured lips, he pushed forward again, grinding the tender, aching flesh of his scrotum against her soft lips.
Rod slipped out from between her obscenely parted thighs and the bed shifted, creaking, as Luke took his place. Connie slumped there, groaning, shaking her lovely head, uttering small gasps of shame and desperation. She knew what was coming, all right. He was going to push his hugely pulsing cock right up her ass! "Nooo, noooooo, please," she whimpered into Tom's hotly sweating testicles. "Please don't."
"Hold her still," Luke growled at his brothers. "Hold her real tight until I get in."
Rod and Tom grabbed her arms and forced her face down into the bed, forced her to stick her unprotected buttocks up high in the air. Luke could not only see the sticky, pink furrow of her open, much-fucked cunt, but between the quaking moons of her cheeky ass, he could just make out the tiny puckering ring that was his target. Prying her buttocks wide apart with the fingers of his left hand, he rammed his forefinger brutally into the dainty pink hole and began salaciously screwing it in and out, twisting it over the smooth, rubbery walls of her virginal rectum.
"Owww! OWWW!! " Connie bleated as the deeply probing finger gyrated viciously in her narrow passage, widening and stretching it in preparation for the much more horrible entry that was soon to come.
"Go, man! Go!" Tom coaxed, peering at the darting finger, the clasping, hairless lips of her anus sliding up and down, up and down.
Opening her trembling buttocks wider, Luke leaned forward and opened his mouth, allowing a big gob of hot saliva to drip from his lips, to flop down upon the frantically clenching anal ring and his obscenely plunging finger.
Connie gasped at the searing heat of his saliva, then moaned miserably as she felt the effect of that slippery fluid. His finger was going in and out easier and her ass was making horrible, embarrassing sounds. She wanted to crawl down into the coverlet, to vanish, but there was no escape from the degrading penetration, from the lurid stares of the three men about to totally ravish her in every hole.
When he had her. rectum well-lubricated, Luke pulled back the foreskin sheathing his cock and exposed the smooth knobbish head. Withdrawing his finger from her anus, he aimed the head of his bloated cock right at the tiny wrinkled opening.
"Fuck her!" Rod choked. "Fuck her up the ass!"
"Yeah! Do it!" Tom howled.
Connie knew it was coming any second, but she didn't know what to expect, what kind of pain it would cause her. Luke lunged, spearing his rock-hard penis straight at the widely stretched, saliva lubricated sphincter and her world dissolved in indescribable agony.
"YOWWWW!! ! " she bawled as the huge cock-rammed into her tender hole, mercilessly stretching her rectal ring, forcing it to yawn open, to slip over and wetly clasp the broad, throbbing head.
"Go!" Tom growled, watching with animalish incitement as his brother's immense, tree trunk of a penis bored between the silky white cheeks of her ass.
"OWWWW!! ! ! " Connie screamed again, her whole body stiffening as he lunged again, sinking his horribly thick shaft halfway into her rectum, setting her belly on fire with the friction of inhuman impalement.
Her buttocks jerked and twisted beneath him, attempting to throw off his weight, but her desperation only worsened her position. Every time she bucked and writhed, she only skewered herself further on the cock ramming in to the hilt in her tightly resisting anus.
Luke gurgled in satisfaction as his throbbing penis slid the final inch up into the hot, rubbery depths of her rectum, as his hair-matted testicles slapped viciously into the sticky wet furrow of her cunt, as she let out a long, broken wail of subservience and shame.
"Man! She's so tight it feels like her ass is skinning my cock alive!" Luke gasped.
Tom and Rod exchanged excited glances, then Rod said, "Jesus! Let us in, man! We're going batshit!"
Connie raised her burning face from the bed and looked at the two men in front of her. Both of their cocks were obscenely erect, still gleaming from the sweet juices of her body, swaying and dripping pre-cum in a steady stream.
"One pussy coming up," Luke said. He locked his arm around Connie's waist and forced her to roll onto her side, then he manhandled her over on top of him, so that she lay full length on his naked chest with his hotly throbbing cock still buried to the hilt in her rectum.
Even if Connie had summoned the strength up to fight them, she knew that it would do no good, that in the end they would win, they would have whatever they wanted of her soft, girlish body. When her legs splayed out limply over the outside of Luke's, she made no move to try and close them.
Rod surged forward, straddling his brother's knees, shoving poor Connie's thighs even further apart until he could see the tautly stretched pink ring of her anus clasping at the obscenely thick root of Luke's penis. Growling in animalish frenzy, he gripped his own cock with both hands and stuffed it straight up into the moistly gaping cavern of her cunt.
Connie let out such a piercing scream as the second man's blood-thickened penis slithered up inside her quaking belly to join Luke's shaft already buried to the balls in her rectum, that Rod roughly clamped his hand over her pain parted lips to muffle it. Half-smothered by the oppressive palm, she lay there groaning with pain and shame, sandwiched obscenely between the two brothers, impaled on their two cocks with only the thin wall of flesh separating her anus and cunt separating them.
Rod, already super-heated with lust from his previous fucking into her wet, warm pussy, began to screw furiously into that pliant, slippery fissure again, while his brother did the same from below, thrusting up into her tightly squeezing rectum with long hard strokes. In a matter of seconds, they were hitting a syncopated rhythm, one plowing into her belly as the other retreated, so that there was always something hard, and hot and thick skewering into her.
Connie was buffeted and bounced between them like a sack of foam rubber. The pain was almost too much for her to bear. She prayed that she would faint, that she would black out, but she couldn't. The doubled rods were viciously spearing into her, the twin sets of hair-covered balls bobbling, slapping salaciously into the insides of her thighs and buttocks.
Tom watched, awestruck for a moment, at the two men gang fucking the pretty redhead. He could see the pinkly clasping edges of her cunt drawing back with Rod's cock on the out-stroke, only to be stuffed back inside as he plunged it home again, deep into her soft white belly. He could see the tight, sucking ring of her anus doing the same thing, puckering about the lewdly darting pole of virility. Growling, he lurched forward, no longer able to sit back and watch.
Connie felt the muffling hand ripped from her lips and she instantly threw back her head and opened her mouth wide to let out a scream that would bring her neighbors, bring the police, that would put an end to this inhuman torture. But before she could get a sound out, something hard and huge and rubbery crushed between her parted lips. A cock! Another blood thickened cock!
"Yeahhhh!" Tom groaned, hunching forward, sliding his penis right down her throat, fucking into it like he was screwing the cunt of some much-fucked whore.
Connie tried to twist her head away, but he wouldn't let her. He held her face trapped between his hands as he animalishly humped into her pretty face, his hard, sperm swollen balls rubbing incitefully over the bridge of her pert nose.
The pistoning cocks of the other two panting men thrust faster and faster into her cunt and anus, driven on to further excesses by the sight of her ovaled lips gaping to accept the blue veined hardness of Tom's huge cock.
Every hole in Connie's body was being plundered by hotly throbbing cock! Never in her life had she ever dreamed of such total debauchery, of such degradation! The juices of her body were oozing freely, responding to the penetration, the deeply impaling thrusts automatically. Her mouth was flooded with hot slobber, slobber that eased the way for Tom's big penis. Her pussy was gushing hot lubricant, smacking and farting about Rod's hard driving cock. And the juice from her pussy was dripping down onto the underside of Luke's ass-fucking shaft and being forced up that narrow passage. It felt like all those long, thick erections were striving desperately to meet somewhere inside her, to touch gleaming bulbs.
Then the phone rang.
Suddenly, Connie had a split second of lucidity. She could hear the rasping breathing of the men raping her; she could hear the shrill jangling of the unanswered phone. She realized that she was totally helpless, totally violated, that there would be no escape. As she resigned herself to her fate, an astonishing change came over her. Wild twinges of unadmitted desire which had begun to ravage her plundered loins now took command of her body. She felt suddenly free, free to let loose, to let loose as never before. Her hips began to thrust backwards to meet the plunging strokes of Luke's cock cramming into her rectum, to jerk forwards savagely to swallow the whole slippery length of Rod's penis in her suddenly searing hot pussy. Her mouth clamped tight about Tom's darting, fucking shaft, her lips starting to suck frantically on the throat-splitting girth of his cock.
"Jesus H.! " Rod gasped as her buttocks began a lascivious gyrating rhythm of their own, twisting, writhing in wild circles about his thrusting cock, sweeping the velvety drapery of her cunt over his blood-thickened shaft.
"Mffff!! Oggggglllll!! " the ecstatic redhead gurgled about Tom's pistoning cock, every ounce of her luscious feminine flesh jiggling and jouncing as she feverishly worked herself up to the point of orgasm.
Sensing her nearness to climax, all three of the Gruber brothers speeded up their fucking, getting wilder and wilder, heaving and plunging on the sweat soaked, rumpled bed, making it creak and squeak as they raced to meet their own soul-satisfying ejaculations. The grunting, groaning, sloppy sucking noises in the bedroom were deafening.
When it happened for her, it happened like never before. It was like lightning had struck between her legs. She arched up between the three skewering rods, her hands flailing wildly, futilely in the air as the rippling spasm engulfed her loins. There was one incredibly bright flash of light between her ears, and then she started to tumble, to plummet through the blackness. She could feel the muscles of her body responding to the call of her climax, her belly tightening, her pussy and anus milking the plunging cocks hard, her lips sputtering juicily about the deeply thrusting cock in her mouth.
"She's camming! Sweet God! Can you feel it!! " Rod exclaimed, his eyes bugging from their sockets. "Can you feel it!! "
Luke could feel it, all right. The powerful, inwardly rippling seizures of her rectum sucked the orgasm from his cock. He let out a low moan of animalish delight as joy exploded in his cockhead, as he felt the hot gush of his semen spurting up into her ass.
Tom grunted as the teasing, sucking pressure of her wet tongue, her softly pliant lips pushed him over the brink. He jammed his cock into her mouth to the root, and held it there, his balls mashed into her nose, the hugely throbbing head of his penis spewing thick white semen right into her belly.
The double orgasm only drove Connie wilder, only made her fall faster, made her hips jerk more violently. Those hot gushers of sperm were threatening to crack her mind! She gulped down the heavy jets of sperm greedily, her adam's apple bobbing frenetically to keep up with the rising tide.
Rod was biting his tongue, trying to hold back, wanting to get all the thrills he could out of the sight, the feel of this cumming, hotly squirming housewife. But then Tom jerked his still-spurting cock from her lips, wrapped his fist about its dripping shaft and pumped semen all over her ecstatic face. The sight of all that sticky cum raining down on her lovely face, her open mouth, her waggling tongue, was too much. Rod surged into her wet pussy like a fist going into soft butter and suddenly he, too, was ejaculating wildly into her soft white belly.
Connie drank cum until she thought her belly would explode. She took spurt after spurt of the stuff up the ass and into her cunt until she could feel it sloshing around inside her. Finally, mercifully, the spurting ceased, the mad hunching slowed, and the four of them collapsed in a totally satiated heap on the rumpled bed.