Chapter 10
Mike led Harold to his den, a small room near the living room, and once inside, turned on the TV set. Harold was visibly shaken, and Mike asked, "What's buggin' you buddy?"
"We came here to seduce my wife tonight, and here you and I are alone watching TV."
"You just keep your eyes on the TV screen," Mike told him, smiling. 'Tell me whatcha see there."
Harold stared, at first thinking he was watching some kind of sadist's movie. Then he realized he was looking at two naked women; his own wife and Mike's woman. Sheryl was whipping Donna, and Donna was loving every last little bit of it.
'"How can we see in there if it's dark?" Harold asked.
"Infra-red lights and camera lenses," Mike replied. "Your wife is a woman who loves pain. Put her in the right mood with a bit of a beating every time, and she'll fuck like a bunny. Hell! Your wife is an extremely sensual woman. The problem has been that you haven't had the time to realize it. Buddy, you have to beat her and fuck her regularly to keep her happy. It took Sheryl no time at all to get her undressed, notice? Donna's already past the point of no-return."
The beating had stopped, and Donna was more inflamed and aroused than ever. Now Sheryl, also totally naked, was running her hands all over Donna's body, saying, "You have a marvelous figure, Donna. It's much fuller than mine."
"You're nicely built too," Donna gasped.
'Thank you," Sheryl smiled, and leaning forward, touched the blonde woman's breasts with her hands. "But I have to work hard to keep in shape. Exercise, a massage, saunas all the time. Ever have a massage?"
"No," Donna gasped. "Only beatings. I need beatings."
"Massages, especially after a beating, can be very delightful. Believe me, it's something you have to try. I have this big Swede who'll come to your house-a really big, muscular man. Don't worry, it's a legitimate massage. He charges enough for it, honey. What he does to you is just within the limits of legality. One massage from him, and I can't wait to be fucked."
The two women looked at each other, and Sheryl realized she was becoming turned on by the naked sight of Donna, as Donna had been turned on by the aphrodisiac and the beating. Now Sheryl went and sat beside Donna again, and the two of them watched the action on the screen as the girl in the movie was bouncing up and down on the throbbing phallus of the man beneath her.
Donna slowly became aware of Sheryl's hands on her own body, arousing her as Lorna had never been able to do. Sheryl's hands skimmed over her slender thighs, then gently cupped the fullness of her huge breasts, fondling them, her thumbs now gently rubbing the nipples instead of twisting them. Donna found herself unable to move, her body filled with the unholy desire for sex. She was taken aback when Sheryl leaned into her and kissed her on the mouth as a man would have done. Had she, Donna, been asked to kiss Sheryl's cunt she would not have been more surprised than to be kissed this way. Donna was lying back, and Sheryl was lying on top of her, breasts touching breasts, belly rubbing belly, and thighs against thighs. The heavier thatch of pubic hair on Sheryl's groin mingled with her own, and she found herself kissing Sheryl back with the same ardor with which she had kissed Mike. The darker woman was using her knees to push Donna's apart, one leg actually falling to the floor in order to make more room for Sheryl's body, while her other leg swung up over the sofa-back. Then she tensed as Sheryl's pubic hair began rubbing up and down over her opan and dribbling vagina. She was thrilled as the hair tickled and tingled her whipped cuntlips, and as a result grew wetter from the arousal. Sheryl now bore down, grinding her hips firmly against Donna's, forcing her extended clitoris to reach out and massage that of the blonde woman. Donna opened her mouth and let out a loud moan, unable to control herself. She was aware of the more slender woman's nipples scraping against her own as Sheryl slid up and down, and then she was aware of the pressure of their cuntal lips meeting again and again. It was so good she was no longer able to control her reactions and her hips thrust upward as she bent her knees to give Sheryl greater access to her open pussy.
The itching need had become an inflaming, overpowering desire, and she began pumping her hips licentiously as she gasped, "Don't stop! For God's sake! Don't stop! More!"
Then Sheryl was sliding down and jamming her face into Donna's cunt, and the pressure of her tongue made Donna scream out loud.
"AAAAAYYYYYYA AAAAGGGGGHHHH UU-UUUUUNNGGG HHHHHHAAARRRRR GGGG-HHHHHHAAAAAAAU WWWWAAAAANNNNG-GGGGGHHHHH AAAAAGGGHH HHHAAAAA-AAGGGGHHHHHH!" she bellowed, pulling her thighs back that much farther as she came.
Then she looked up, and to her horror she saw Mike standing there, totally naked. She also saw her husband who was equally naked, but when Mike hurled himself on top of her, she realized all was lost-that her husband was now seeing her being fucked by another man as Mike's hard cock slid into her slickly wet and slithery cunt.
"It's not my fault, Harold!" she screamed, writhing, trying to get out from under Mike.
"Hold her down!" Mike yelled, realizing in her desperation she was showing Amazonian strength far greater than he had anticipated.
Sheryl knelt by the sofa and began pinching Donna's buttocks, once more stirring up sensual pain in the blonde woman, and Harold gripped his wife's right foot, the one flung back over the couch, and he held it while Mike adjusted his cock and began ramming it in and out of the sucking tightness of his wife's hot cunt. Mike sawed in and out of her, sinking his thick cock deeper with every thrust, each forward drive lifting her off the sofa only to shove her buttocks right back down into it again.
He was fucking her more wildly than ever, and Donna had to admit she had never before been fucked like this. Her cunt was stretched so tightly around the thickness of his probing cock she felt as if her fleshy walls had become a part of it. He seemed to pull her cuntwalls out with every back-thrust, then roll them back in again with each new and brutal forward drive. Little by little he was violently increasing the rhythm and depth of his maddening thrusts and embarrassed as she was at having her husband seeing her fucked this way, Donna felt her eyes rolling back in her head until she was no longer able to clearly see. God! This was the most delicious fucking of all, even with Harold watching.
Mike was dominating her totally and completely and the blonde relaxed, giving in to him, allowing her body to do as it wished. She writhed and bucked and moved in time to the way he fucked her, and she was stunned to see Sheryl standing nearby, pulling on her husband's skinny cock, keeping time to Mike's savage thrusts.
She had thought she was being fucked earlier, but all those other times were as nothing compared to what she was presently feeling. Mike unleashed his total power, sinking his cock all the way inside her, letting it ride above the neck of her womb to the deepest part of her vagina. She winced with pain, feeling an agony she had never known before as the head of his throbbing cock butted against the back wall of her cunt, and yet the pain seemed to be what she needed to achieve more satisfaction. The agony mounted, making her wince, becoming unbearable, and she was about to cry out to ask him to stop, and then the pain reached its peak, cresting, holding, searing her internally, and then she toppled and fell the long way down into the flood waters of her orgasm.
"AAAAIIIIYYY YYYEEEEEEAAAA GGGGGH HHHHHUUUUUNNNNGG GGGGHH HHAAAG-GHHH!" she screamed as her orgasm went wildly shooting through her shuddering body, darting at the speed of thought to her brain, making her feel as if the top of her head was being torn off. Her entire body was enjoying one monumental orgasm and she quivered and hurled her rounded buttocks up, begging for more.
"Shit, this is just the beginning, baby!" Mike told her, holding her tightly in his arms, clutching her as the two of them rolled off the sofa onto the floor. Mike, on the bottom, took the fall with his back. He saw stars as the woman's weight coming down on him knocked the breath out of him for a moment. But he clung to her, holding her in an iron grip, the full length of his throbbing cock deeply embedded in the depths of her cunt.
Donna was on top of him and she knew she wanted even more. She drew her knees up and crouched over his prostrate body, her thighs widely split as she began pumping madly up and down, gyrating her buttocks as she thrilled to the movement of his driving cock sliding in and out of her tight cunt with a squeezing, pleasing motion that her delighted.
Harold worked his way around to watch his wife's cunt continually swallow up the full length of the thick, lubricated shaft attached to Mike Ferrizo. He knew now that no matter how much he fucked his wife she would go after other cock because his just wasn't thick enough. But Donna meant too much to him to let go, and so he decided he would also look for outside action. The thick cock in his wife's cunt was spreading it wide as the woman pumped madly up and down, up and down. It was a licentiously marvelous sight, and he had the urge to fuck his wife more than ever.
Sheryl was shoving him out of the way, crawling on her hands and knees to watch Donna with Mike. She turned her head to look at Harold, wildness suffusing her complexion as she gasped, "I can't stand this any longer. I have to get in on this, too."
The room was hot and heavy with the aromas of sex. Sheryl leaned over and used her fingers to widen the crack between the bouncing cheeks of the lovely blonde who was now fucking Mike.
Donna, as if by instinct, suddenly froze in mid-stroke, not moving for the moment, her cunt greedily sucking on Mike's throbbing cock. Sheryl leaned forward and the tip of her tongue flicked across the opening of the blonde's anal rictus. Donna let out a loud gasping sigh, making her sound more animal-like than ever before. Her entire body was wracked by a wild shudder beneath the workings of the lashing tongue.
Sheryl pulled away quickly once she had deposited a heavy glob of sputum against the blonde's anal pucker. Reaching up, she grabbed Harold's cock and yanked him to his knees. Lowering her head, she sucked on his prick, wetting it down. The man's head fell back as he loudly moaned and groaned. Then Sheryl had her mouth next to his ear, whispering, "Fuck her! Fuck your wife. Fuck that tight little ass of hers."
Then Sheryl let go, sliding away, sinking to the floor on her back, her eyes dreamy and half-closed in the flickering light still coming from the movie no one was watching. Her hands reached up and caressed Donna's buttocks, her finger flicking over the wet anal opening. Donna moaned and rotated her buttocks, spreading them as wide as possible, exposing her little pucker even more.
Harold stared and found the temptation in him mounting ever higher. Why not? He had almost done it when she had licked Lorna's cunt! Why not now?
Anxiously, a loud growl in his throat, the man slid behind his wife and dug his fingertips into her hips, locking her solidly in place. It wasn't necessary. Donna lifted her buttocks to him and Mike slid his cock halfway out of the lovely blonde's taut cunt. Harold pressed the tip of his penis against the rubbery entrance to her anus. God! It seemed so tight and small, and yet just right for the thickness of his own slender cock. He tightly gritted his teeth, squeezed her hips, and leaned forward, feeling the fleshy opening slowly yield to the pressure of his cock-head. With an almost obscene plopping sound, the head of his cock burst through her rubbery ring, and he felt the soft, incredible tightness of her rectum as he slid his cock forward.
"Ghhhaaaaaann nnngggghhhhhh . . . it hurrrrrts . . . no . . . no morrrre . . . don't.. . oh Harold don't.. . it hurrrrrtttssss . . . please.. . please, I'll do anything, but stop this. You're.. . aannnnhhhh . . . killing meee.. .yyyyaaaaan nnnnnggghhhh . . . no more . . . no more . . . oh please . . . please . . . stop.. . . "
A sadistic shout of triumph came ripping from the throat of the cuckolded husband and he began shoving his throbbing cock that much more deeply into her, then sawing it back and forth, back and forth, his own-penis hurting from the tightness of her squeezing anal opening.
Donna felt as if her body had been pinned by two metal skewers, two cruel penile lengths as she felt the man starting to pump deeper into her ass while Mike resumed pumping into the tightness of her cunt. The two throbbing organs were filling her, separated from one another only by a small wall of thin, now-inflamed tissue. The pain, so delightful, was mounting to the point where she was literally seeing red, certain blood was falling into her eyes, and she felt certain she was about to delightfully pass out and die. Wildly she look at Sheryl and asked Sheryl to assist her somehow, but Sheryl merely looked at her with a dreamy smile crossing her lips.
Donna realized she was being cruelly battered by the two men, her inner body being twisted like a matchstick that had been burned up. Her full breasts bounced and jiggled wildly, madly shaking as her entire body began writhing and bucking, totally out of control by now. Her screams were deeper and more prolonged by now, changing little by little to a soft mewling sound, a deep moaning as she felt the fullness of the two pricks sawing and hammering in and out of her. She was lying forward on top of Mike, her ass jutting out so that her husband was able to fuck into it that much more easily.
Sheryl was the one on her back on the floor, spreading her own legs wide, inching her cunt forward so that her buttocks pressed against the top of Mike's head, letting Donna see the rich oven-like opening for herself. Then she lifted her buttocks up and sat on Mike's face, and he stuck out his tongue, letting it lick between Sheryl's asscheeks. This made Sheryl draw her knees back and hoist her cunt higher, making it available to Donna.
With a wild, insatiable moan, the beautiful blonde Amazon allowed her head to sink into the pink morass and her mouth tasted the rich loaming softness of the lovely brunette's shuddering cunt. Now the two men pumped even more maddeningly into Donna, and she sucked hungrily at the rich pink pit of Sheryl's pussy, drinking the flowing oils within, swallowing thirstily.
It was Mike who came first, bellowing, "HHHH-HEEEEE YYYYAAAAAARRRRRRRR GGGGGG-GHHHHHHHAAAA NNNNNNGGGGGG HHHH-HHHAAA GGGGGGHHHHHA AAAA AAAG HH-HH!" He roared aloud as he pumped great gouts of semen into her tight cunt, letting Donna's pussy wallow in it as it spilled back and oozed out all over him.
Next it was Harold who climaxed, throwing his head back, looking at the darkened ceiling as he screamed, "HHHHHAAAAAAI IIIIIYYYYYYYYA AAAGGG GGGHHHHHHA AAANNGGG HHHHHUUUUU-UU NNNNNGGGGG HHHHHAAAAG GGHHHH-HH!" He fucked with wild abandon into the narrow tightness of his wife's ass as the flooding, spurting seminal fluid greased the rear tunnel, making it even easier for him to fuck. He fucked harder and harder, and that was when Donna realized she was going to have a dual orgasm-a vaginal one and an anal one.
"YYYYYEEEEEEEIIIIIAAAAYYYY YYAAAA-IIII IIII YYYYYYYA AAAGGGGHHHHH HAAA-AAHHHHHHAA AAAWWWWWWW WWAAAI-
IGGGGG HHHHHH HHHHHHAAAA NN NGGG-GGGGGG GHHHHHAAAGHH!" she shouted, lifting her mouth from Sheryl's pussy for the moment. Wave after wave of uncontrollable delight poured through her as shequivered and shook, only to have her mouth slammed back into the marshy opening that was Sheryl's pussy.
Sheryl clamped her thighs tightly around Donna's head, humping her body up and down, thrilling to one tongue in her cunt and Mike's tongue licking her asshole. This was the first time she had ever been licked in both orifices at once. She shuddered and quivered, thrilled beyond measure, her body aching to reach the pinnacle of delight, and moments later, she was there.
"EEEEEEEEYYYYYYEEEE IIIIIAAAAA AG-GGGGGGHH YYYYYAAAAAAA GGGGGHHH AAAAAA NNNNNNNGGGGGHH HHHHHAAA-WW WWWWWAAAAIII YYYYYYYA AAGGGG-GH HHHAAAAGGGHHHH!" she screamed, her ass slamming against Mike's face again and again as her cuntlips smacked wetly into Donna's mouth while the blonde continued to hungrily drink ever last little oily drop from the shell-shaped opening.
Then a great lethargy enveloped Donna, and as Sheryl slid off her and rolled to the side, Donna also fell to the side, her cunt and her asshole pulling away from the two softening cocks. They both came out of her with loud plops, and semen came flooding from her inner depths, spilling all over the carpet. Not that Mike cared, since his carpet had been stained with his sperm more times than he was able to count.
"You see," Mike said to Harold. "It worked. "I'll expect the other twenty-five yards mailed here, to my home, in cash."
"You earned it, Harold assured him, "not because you made my wife subservient, but because you made me realize what it's going to take to satisfy her."