Chapter 16
The four women already at Roger's home had been pumped full of apheosiaics all four other than Gaby. Gaby would have to keep her eye on them and make sure they reacted properly.
The four women were dressed in diaphanous dresses with absolutely nothing else on underneath. Roger had asked the other three men to join him in his last act of personal vengeance, and all three had agreed. Al appeared to be Andrea's escort, Herb seemed to belong to Shana, and Bob Manetto was clinging to Dawn White. Rosalie was content for the moment that none of the men were near her, but she knew before this evening was out, she would be getting more than her share of action.
Not one of the four women seriously believed Roger had any intention of doing with them as he had said. They thought him a bit mad, but they were certain once he had completed his acts of vengeance against all of them, he would let them go.
Roger had been at a loss as to how to deal with Janice. After all, how did one make a woman suffer sexually if she loved every kind of sex under the sun. But after Herb Schmidt had finished compiling his report on Janice, Roger realized one thing: Janice loved fucking but with only one man at a time.
When Janice arrived at the house, Gaby let her in, and Roger introduced her around the room, claiming the other three men were field men belonging to Collins and Cole, and the women were their dates for the evening. The firm's major stockholders would be coming a little later, or so she was told.
Janice, dressed in a white cocktail dress, accepted what Roger told her, also accepting a drink from him. Music was piped into the huge ballroom in his home through high-quality stereo speakers. The ballroom itself was decorated with couches all around the room, like an old-fashioned Roman orgy. There were food tables behind the couches. Roger had gone all out to make Janice believe this was an actual party. But after she had downed her first champagne cocktail, it didn't much matter anymore, because she had been fed the same aphrodisiac as the other women. It not only made her aroused, but it had the side-effect of dulling her thoughts, as it had dulled the thoughts of Andrea, Shana, Rosalie, and Dawn.
"Shall we dance?" Roger asked Janice, and she smiled and nodded, thinking what a fool he was, so eager to be with her again, and possibly making himself vulnerable to her so she might be able to steal yet another idea. She moved toward him as the lights in the room seemed to dim a little. The music became a little louder, and his hand reached out to her. His arm went around her waist, and suddenly his fingers were gripping the cloth of her dress, and with a single pull, he ripped off the upper part of it. Janice stood there, nonplussed for the moment, trying to figure out what had happened. Roger wasted no time in literally tearing off the rest of her clothing, and the other four women, who were watching, giggled.
"No holds barred!" Roger said to the other men. "It's time to ball like there's no tomorrow. Come on, Janice, we're going to show everyone here how it's really done."
Janice was aware of his arms surrounding her and crushing her naked length to him. She felt as if her sanity was slipping. This really wasn't happening. He was trying to fuck her right out here in the open, in front of everyone. Maybe she did like screwing, but it had always been something very private as far as she was concerned. Even if the whole world knew she fucked, she liked to think she was discreet enough to do it in private. All this was crazy!
Roger's mouth was covering hers as he led her to one of the couches, a blue velvet affair. He tugged her down, and though she struggled, his hands gripped her brutally, and she found he was far too strong for her. His lips pressed all the harder on hers, and her mouth was impaled on his tongue. His hand jammed itself between her naked thighs, and she automatically began humping her buttocks up and down.
Oh, God! What was going on here? She had to get out of here! He was actually going to do it! This maniac was going to fuck her in front of all the other people here. He was already pulling off his own clothes, and even worse, so was everyone else there. This was sheer insanity!
The other men and women crowded around them, urging Roger on. The aphrodisiac had been given to the other four women well in advance so that they were totally dominated by their sexual urges and nothing else. This entire thing seemed ridiculous!
"Go on man!" Dawn was saying. "Give her some of that big cock!"
"Attaboy, Roger, give it to her good!" Al called out.
"She's going to love it!" Andrea nodded.
Janice felt the full, rigid, obscene length of penis pressed firmly into her quaking belly. Its throbbing seemed to beat the message into her flesh all the others were uttering.
Janice realized he was humiliating her, shaming her, exposing her as an out-and-out whore. For the first time in her life she began crying, sobbing, blinded by tears of rage, her body inwardly wracked with emotional pain because he was showing her to the world for what she really was.
His knees were forcing her thighs wide apart, and when his penis was pressing against the lips of her much-used cunt. He wasted no time, pushing the full length of it all the way into her. Her legs splayed themselves wide apart in automomatic response even as she loudly cried out, "No, no, I don't want this...n-o-o-o-o-o...."
She began pummeling her fists against his chest as his hands squeezed the full swells of her brown-tipped breasts. Her own hands gripped his shoulders, and gathering her feet under her, pressing her soles flatly into the sofa, she used all her strength to heave the man and herself off the couch. It was now or never because she felt her body already traitorously responding to the hard drives of the thick cock, filling her to the limit.
But instead of his rolling off her, he pulled her with him, and as he rolled off the sofa, falling to the carpeted floor on his back, he yanked her down on top of him. His hands clutched her rounded ass-cheeks, and he forced his throbbing rod through her seething womanly depths. She felt totally staked on the enormous pale. She had been stabbed by a sword of flesh, and her entire upper body slumped in total desolation at what was suddenly happening to her. She felt the terrible heated tingles running rampant through her, radiating deep inside her, keeping time with the pulsing beat of the pushing penis. Her vagina was starting to suck and pull on the hard shaft, and her hips were already starting to make a responsive motion.
She sat up on the man's lusting body, her breasts now thrust forward, her hips automatically grinding and rotating, feeling the shaft sink deeper and deeper. Now her head was thrown back, her long black hair streaming behind her, her ripe breasts pushed far forward.
Roger's hands came up to cover the naked swells of her mammaries. Her nipples enlarged, pushing themselves into his palms, and Janice felt their yearning tips quiver in the warming shelters that were his hands. He squeezed them, tugging on them until he had pulled her down to him in order for him to sink his teeth into one brown-tipped white mound. The electric jolt made her shudder, and as a result she felt the throb of his cock in her cunt all the more strongly. Her breast was in his mouth, her hips were gripped by his hands, and he was sliding her up and down his hot fireman's pole that her own inner lubricity had oiled the moment he had entered her.
She still wept, hating being exposed this way. Even so, she was filled with exquisite rapture. It rippled through her nakedly wanton flesh. She shut her eyes, not wanting to look at Roger's lust-contorted face, mirroring her own inner depravity. His mouth continued working on her breasts, his tongue licking the nipples causing ecstatic torture to charge through her. As a result her cunt leaked more and more oil, coating the mammoth phallus inside her.
She was suddenly aware of other hands on her naked body. Opening her eyes, she saw Bob Manetto standing over Roger's head, his cock standing out from his loins, and an aspiring lust masking his face. God!
At the moment she felt as if her interior was a raging inferno.
The hands touching her back slid to the large, white roundnesses that were her ass-cheeks, and she was aware of those hands pulling her cheeks apart. A hand reached between her thighs where Roger's cock continued pumping in and out of her seething sump. The fingers came out with a heavy quantity of vaginal oil, then brought the fluid up and smeared it against her asshole.
Janice twisted her head, realizing it was yet another man behind her. Herb was now pressing the erect head of his own massive cock into the tight opening of her rectum. Though she had been ass-fucked many times before, it had never happened while there was a cock in her cunt. Oh, God! No! The two of them would rip her to shreds.
"N-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o...d-o-o-o-o-o-o-n't...oh, God...n-o-o-o-o-o-o...." she screamed at the top of her lungs, but her voice seemed to be drowned out by that of the others cheering Herb on.
Janice felt the huge penile point pushing at her anus. Had she been tighter back there, Herb might have had a more difficult time. But her asshole had been fucked so many times, it was widened, and Herb shoved the organ right into her.
Roger panted heavily, lurching his hips straight up, sending his massively bloated penis into the tightness of the black-haired pussy. He saw and felt Herb moving his cock into the woman's asshole, and he smiled. Now the bitch was truly going to get what was coming to her.
As Herb lunged, plugging her asshole with his great cock, Janice screamed. Her mouth was wide open, and before the sound became too loud, she felt it being pushed back down her throat as Bob's cock slammed itself into her gullet with a single thrust. He shoved the full length of it right down her throat. All three orifices were filled.
Shana watched this depraved spectacle, and even though filled with aphrodisiac, her natural initial instincts were those of horror. A moment later she felt envious of the black-haired woman, wanting to feel three penises in her own body. Was she mad?
Andrea watched too, her mouth slavering as she stared at the spectacle. The great glistening cocks were moving in tandem, in and out of Janice's three holes. God! She wished to be filled with at least two of them. She still wasn't too crazy about ass-fucking.
"I don't know about you two," Andrea said to Dawn and Rosalie, but I'm going to find someone of my own to fuck."
"Look at the greedy bitch!" Rosalie agreed, licking her lips enviously. "Come on!"
The only man left was Alfred Vance. While Shana remained kneeling, watching the spectacle before her, too afraid to admit to herself even now that she wanted to be part of it, the other three women dragged Alfred to the nearest empty sofa. He had already undressed, as did they, and the trio immediately began going to work on him.
Rosalie claimed his mouth for the moment, sucking his tongue feverishly, pushing his hands into the tightness of her aching feminine box. Andrea grabbed one of his hands, tugged it away from Rosalie's crotch, and pushed her breast into it. Since he was lying on the sofa on his back, the lower part of him totally exposed, Dawn crawled between his thighs and began stroking his awakening cock with her long, slim fingers. Leaning forward, she licked it with her tongue before it came fully upright, aware that in spite of her insistence that she still hated sex, something was driving her to do this.
In his entire youthful life, Alfred Vance had never felt anything quite so delightful. Three sets of female hands were exploring his naked body. Three pairs of womanly breasts were either snuggling into one of his hands, pressing his chest, or brushing his legs. God! The possibilities were endless.
The soft, salivating cavern of Rosalie's mouth was actively sucking his exploring tongue while his right hand continued foraging into the damp slit that was her cunt. His other hand was alternately filled with Andrea's left breast or right breast, the nipples hard and erect, and he pinched them, listening to the blonde moan appreciatively. She leaned forward, pushing Rosalie's body a little to the side, and she began using her own tongue on his masculine nipple. All the while Dawn's delectably hot mouth was doing all kinds of incredible things to his weighty shaft while her slender fingers continued caressing his testicles.
Al's body was bombarded with so much sensation, it was almost too much for him. He felt he'd never get enough of this!
Andrea was getting so worked up from feeling Al's hand on her breasts, the fingers tweaking, pulling, and pinching her nipples, she was aware of oils seeping from her womanly vent, the juices trickling down the insides of her thighs. Rosalie had finally come up for air, but continued writhing her hot cunt against his pressing hand. This gave Andrea the opportunity she had been seeking.
Climbing onto the sofa, she straddled Al's face while facing the other two women. She lowered her open slit against his mouth, and said, "Here handsome, this is for you!" She was panting, feeling her cuntlips a fraction of an inch from his mouth.
Hands reached up and gripped her hips, and her cunt was tugged straight down onto his mouth, the tongue stabbing directly into the tiny orifice of her cunt.
"Hhhhhhaaaannnnhhhhh!" Andrea gasped. "That's fabulous!"
With Andrea riding his mouth, Al no longer had to hold her, and his hands reached forward, free to caress Rosalie's body. By touch alone he discovered the marvelous shape of the brown-haired woman, finding her thrillingly exciting. As it was he had already fucked her once and knew her capabilities, and was therefore that much more aroused now that he was feeling her.
"Let me fuck my cunt on your fingers!" he heard her gasp.
He obliged, by pushing two fingers into her tight pussy, feeling her swollen labia suck them up. God! She had some cunt!
Dawn continued running her tantalizing tongue down the turgid length of the beefy man's throbbing penis, pausing to lick a little harder where the penile head was joined to the shank. He groaned, and wanting to make sure it was her tongue, and not something the other women were doing, Dawn flicked her tongue across the penile head again, and received the same reaction. She licked over his rocky testicles, then began sucking violently on his penis. Al lay there, enjoying it all, his mouth filled with pungent pussy, his fingers crammed into yet another cunt, and his cock being enveloped by a hot, hungry mouth.
Bob was groaning with wanton thrills as he continued pumping his cock in and out of Janice's mouth. She was sucking him more strongly now, causing thrills to build in his balls. It was excruciatingly exquisite. He watched the way Herb continued ramming his cock into her asshole, while Roger bucked upward into her tight cunt, and the sight was enough to make anyone's senses reel. Her hands were gripping his ass-cheeks as she pulled his cock deeper into her mouth, and the pressure of her nails was driving him wild.
Roger knew he wouldn't be able to hold out much longer. His head was swimming, and his throbbing cock was ready to explode in an atomic blast that would make the whole world spin that much faster on its axis. Damn! This bitch had one helluva cunt! He remembered all too well how he had fucked each of her three holes that night she had stolen his idea for a new electric generator. Shit! This wasn't the time to think of anything other than total enjoyment. No matter how much he and the other guys liked what they were doing, they would still snap back to normal before any of the women. The drug they had each swallowed would keep them aroused for at least two days.
The feel of Janice's hot, slick cunt was driving him ever closer to the precipice of orgasm. Hell! He didn't even have to move any longer. She was bouncing wildly up and down, and she'd make him come while doing all the work. But hell! There was no fun in just lying there. He loved bucking his cock up into her seething pussy, feeling the thrill of her convulsing, crushing, squeezing inner muscles compress that much more tightly around the length of his solid rod of flesh.
"Thattaway! Thattaway!" Bob Manetto was groaning. God!"
He was groaning, gasping, and sighing as he fucked into her mouth. Christ! She really knew how to suck!
Herb was also murmuring softly to himself as his eyes focused on the way his cock plundered Janice's asshole. Each time the prick pulled back, her pink inner flesh came out and clung tightly to his cock, as if not wanting to let go of it. Then the flesh disappeared as he rammed the hardened organ all the more deeply into her.
Janice had lost all contact with the real world for the moment. Her body was seemingly on a trip that was carrying her to other worlds. The tearing, reaming pain in her rear-end had disappeared almost immediately after the hard cock had began stroking in and out of her back tunnel. A lascivious feeling was welling up in her seething interior, building to an eruption of volcanic proportions. The two massive, commanding penises that were racing through the lower depths of her body were neck and neck at the moment, almost rubbing against one another, separated solely by a thin, fragile membrane. Her mouth was filled with the blond-haired Bob Manetto's cock, and she was aware of the enormous purple-headed shaft pulsating, preparing to spew its contents down her throat into her churning belly. Maybe she would die here, impaled on the two penises, another plunging into her working mouth. Lord! This was fantastic! If she had known how much she would enjoy something like this, she probably would have started doing things like this much sooner.
Andrea screamed out loud as she felt the whirling tongue in her seething cunt tease her vaginal walls. The orgasm was there, and she didn't try to stop it.
"AAAAAA IIIIIE EEEEEE HHHAAA AAGGGG HHHAAA NNNNNG GGGGGH HHHAAG GGGHHH HH!" she shrieked, and unable to remain seated, she tumbled off to the side, falling on the floor where she lay curled up in a fetal position.
Shana had watched all this, her moral sense doing battle with her physical desires, desires enhanced that much more by the aphrodisiac she had ingested. Now it was time for her to get into this, and she took Andrea's place, slapping her hot cunt down on Al's mouth before she had a chance to think about it. Watching all this had aroused her inner self so much, of all the women there, she had become the most sensual, and she felt her orgasm slowly building as her flowering pussy all but swallowed up Al's face. His talented tongue probed into her pussy, searing her inner flesh, thrilling her as never before.
Shana continued her strong sucking on the throbbing, thistle-shaped head of the pulsing penis attached to Al, working it into her gullet and all the way down her throat. It felt as if she had taken the shaft into her belly. Then her mouth lifted, and her vacuuming lips pulled until once again she was sucking on the very tip. Each thrust of her mouth onto the throbbing rod rubbed it against something in her gullet, and she knew she was going to come this way. No! No! Better to have it fill her cunt! Better to let him fuck her!
She jumped up, poised her cunt over the upstanding penis, and then slowly sank down on it. Oh, God! She needed this! It was fantastic.
Her hips rotated and writhed as she screwed herself around and around on the upstanding prong. As she ground herself solidly down on the stem of it, she felt his pelvis buck upward, as if intent on driving it that much deeper into her body.
Dawn had been so primed, she felt the spasms building inside her even now. The man grabbed her lurching hips in his hand, tugging her down even more, his other hand still jamming the fingers into Rosalie, who was sitting upright on them. But it was Dawn who came next, a licentiously blinding orgasm sweeping uncontrollably through her quaking body.
"HHHHHH AAAAAA IIIIII YYYYYY EEEEEE EEEIIII IIAAAA AAAGGG GGGHHH HHHAAA AAANNN GGGHHH AAAUUU WWWWWA AAA-NNN NNGGGG GGHAAA RRRGGG HHHHH!" she screamed, bouncing wildly up and down, unable to get enough.
Rosalie had already had two minor orgasms, and she was enjoying the digging pressure of the two tantalizing fingers as they continued delving into her womanly delta. This time she was on her way to a biggie. No question about it, this man was as good with his fingers as some men are with their cocks. The fingers were long, thick, and knowledgeable, and she wondered what it would be like to live the rest of her life with a man like this. If he was capable of bringing such pleasure to three women, what might he do with only one?
His thumb was pressuring her clitoris as his two thick fingers continued rubbing in and out of her womanly suction cup. His touching the clitoris was as if he had pressed some kind of magic button. A resounding, brilliant clanging sound burst through her shuddering body and she began bucking and arching, her head thrown back, her hands slamming down to grip his forearm as she furiously fucked her cunt against those depraved fingers.
"YYYYYY AAAAAA IIIIII...YYY YYYAAA AAAGGG GGGHHH HHH...YYYYYY EEEEEA AAAGGG HHHHHH...AAA AAAIII IIYYYY AAAAAG GGGHHH...GGG HHHHHA AAA-NNN NNNGGG GGHHHH!" she shrieked, and Al felt the screams and spasms through his own flesh as each of the naked women came in turn.
He didn't know how he had managed to hold back his own sperm so long. It was as if he had an obligation to each of these women, to bring them off before he, himself attained his pinnacle. Dawn's cunt slipped from his cock at the moment, and Shana, as if waiting for that to happen, moved from his mouth right down his body, jumping onto his penis, facing away from him. This was what was needed to set his own intricate masculine mechanism going on the inexorable path to glory. Jesus H. Christ! He felt his cock swelling inside Shana's tight little pussy. Rosalie had fallen off his hand and had slid across his body to lie on the floor next to Dawn and Andrea. He gripped the redhead's ass-cheeks tightly, staring at her asscrack and the little pucker between them as her cunt rubbed wildly up and down.
That was when Shana felt her own orgasm blaze up inside her. The walls of her vagina clenched tightly around the pulsing cock, and she screamed, "AAA-AAA YYYAAA GGGHHH...HHH HHHAAA AAA YYY YYYAAA GGGHHH...EEE YYYYYY AAAGGG HHH...YYYIII AAAGGG HHHHHH...YYY AAAGGG HHH!"
This made the engines of his balls work harder, sending millions upon millions of little sperm into the waiting pool of his prostate. That was when the gushing began. He was so out of breath, he hadn't the strength to yell as he fired blast after blast into the narrowly tight tunnel of the redheaded woman. She used her cunt to suck the fiery liquid into her seething feminine depths, grateful for the sensations it imparted to her. Then she fell forward and lay across his legs with his softening cock still inside her cunt.
Janice was building the three separate orgasms. The digging probe of Roger's throbbing cock arched and drove mercilessly into her, and what she was feeling in her loins was the start of a super nova. It would shortly burst in the depth of her body, for the second cock, the one in her ass, was making her just as frantic. Her time for total glory had come. She would probably die with three bursting penises inside her penises belonging to three men, two of whom she didn't even know. But it occurred to her that if they were using her, so was she using them.
It was Herb who came first, but not before the electric climax in her rectum made her bob back and forth, back and forth. Had she not had Bob's penis jammed all the way down her gullet, she would have shrieked out her enjoyment of it. As it was, all she was capable of was a, "GGGGGH HHHWWW WWW-AAA AARRRR GGGHHH LLLCCC CCHHHH HUU-UUG GGG-HHH!"
Then Herb's gushing sperm boiled into the narrowness of her sucking asshole as he groaned out his own happiness. The sheer volume of the fluid made it back up and seep out around the in-thrusting prick, a prick that was already softening.
Now it was Bob's turn.
"OHHHHH...JEE EEEEES USSSSS SSS . . OHHH HHH...GGGGGH HHHAAA AANNNN GGGHHH...SHII IIIIII IIITIT TTTTT...YYY AAAAAN NNNGGG HHHAAA GGGGGG HHHHHH ! " he bellowed, setting off the orgasm in her throat while at the same time firing his white splashing seed down her esophagus into her churning belly. Load after load of hot, sticky sperm went pouring down her gullet, and she drank it, drank it all, for as it went down, it enhanced the climax in her throat and made her tingle even more.
The eruptions came so quickly, she was unable to determine who was having a stronger climax, Bob or herself.
Now it was Roger's turn, but long before the white flow bubbled out of his penile tip, she was experiencing an awe-encompassing climax triggered by his cock, mingling with the two other orgasms charging through her body. She bucked and bounced, pulling her mouth free of the hard cock jammed between her lips, gasping for air. She pulled a huge quantity into her lungs, and she shrieked, "AAAAAA HIIIY YYYIII EEEEEE AAAAAA GGGGGH HHHUUU UUN-NNN GGGGGH HHAAAR RRRGGG GGGHHH HHHUUU UUUGGG HHHHHH!"
Then the hot sperm from Roger's cock splashed into her vagina, triggering yet another spasming orgasm. After that, she fainted.