Chapter 12
In the back of the limousine, Charles Stern argued with himself as he rode from the airport into the city. Why had he come back early? He had girls everywhere. Why make such a fuss over just one girl. Why wouldn't she stay out of his thoughts? But he had long before learned to trust his premonitions. And something was urging him back to his suite at the Plaza. He leaned back and closed his eyes, trying to take the opportunity to catch up on some much needed sleep, but it was pointless. His nerves were too keyed up to relax. He drummed his fingers impatiently on the valise beside him.
While Rifter and Frank watched, grinning evilly, Sandy hovered over Brenda, her breasts brushing against her face, and untied her wrists from the bed. "We'll have to," Sandy whispered into Brenda's ear. "Don't worry. It will be all right if we do what they tell us."
Brenda had never felt humiliation as acute as what she now felt. She lay on her back, her legs spread, her arms untied above her head. Sandy straddled her shoulders with her knees, her hands moving between Brenda's tender thighs to trace lines with her fingers up to the lewdly displayed center of her pussy. Brenda felt her inner lips separate and stretch as Sandy dipped her head, her tongue coming out of her parted lips, and lapped gently at her pink, moist vulva. At first, she tried to close her legs to prevent Sandy's tongue from touching her, but when Rifter pulled his belt from around his waist and threatened to lash Sandy's backside, Brenda knew she had to relent to save her friend from a beating.
And then, worst of all, she was ordered to eat Sandy's cunt the same way Sandy was eating hers. Timidly she reached up to Sandy's crotch, hovering only inches above her face, and touched the dark curly hair between her legs, feeling its coarseness, smelling the musty aroma that drifted from her gaping slit. She shuddered as Sandy's tongue brought tingling sparks of sensation shooting into her loins and swelling the lips of her cunt, turning her tender membranes dark with growing desire.
As Sandy lowered her hips, Brenda's face and nose became buried in the crevice between her pouting pussy lips. Her nose and mouth was flooded with Sandy's dripping juices. She stuck out her tongue timidly and began to follow the pattern Sandy took between her own legs, licking and sucking at her tender lips, stabbing her tongue deeply into the entrance to her box with as much force as she could. She rolled her head in a circular motion, caressing her pussy lips and burying her face in her slit. She flicked her tonguetip at the node of Sandy's clitoris, tasting its succulence and feeling it grow to life in her mouth. She moaned as the passion burned hotter and hotter within her body.
Sandy began rocking back and forth above her, setting the water bed into a gently rolling motion as the water sloshed from one end of the bed to the other, bouncing them up and down. She felt Sandy's fingers parting her buttocks and massaging at the entrance to her ass. She allowed her own fingers to follow suit, separating her buttocks and pressing Sandy's puckered asshole with the end of her index finger. And when Sandy's finger tore its way passed the muscles of her ass and buried itself deeply within her, Brenda did the same, quivering with the pain of Sandy's finger, seeing that Sandy received the benefit of the same thing she gave out.
"Man, look at 'em go," Rifter yelped delightedly. "That's it girls, suck those cunts, stab them fingers in deep. That's it. Work 'em in and out. Faster, damnit!"
Brenda sucked harder on Sandy's cunt, pulling her lips into her mouth and running her tongue deeply along the inside of her slit, tasting the flow of her juices, feeling the heat of her box growing hotter against her mouth. She felt her own pussy being worked over with equal enthusiasm by Sandy, bringing her closer and closer to a wave of sensation that threatened to explode her into shudders of orgasmic release. And then, just as she felt that her body would convulse into ecstatic eruption, Sandy's face was pulled away from her now delirious pussy and dragged upward until their breasts bobbed in each other's faces.
"Eat those," they were commanded.
They knew better than to rebel. Brenda licked at Sandy's left nipple, circling its tip with her tongue, her hands pulling at the pendulous mounds of flesh smothering her face, squeezing her breasts so that the skin stretched shiny and hard against her lapping tongue. Sandy's teeth nibbled at Brenda's breasts, pulling them up with her mouth and sucking them in a nursing fashion, her cheeks billowing wetly in and out in rhythm with her head pumping up and down.
"Play with your cunts," Rifter ordered.
Brenda raised her hands above her head and slipped them back between Sandy's legs, brushing across the mound below her stomach and parting the covering of hair to reach inside to the cleft between her pussy lips. She felt Sandy's wetness on the tips of her fingers as she massaged her feverish flesh and tweaked the hardened clitoris hidden in a layer of succulent flesh.
"Not each other," Rifter barked. "Play with yourselves."
They retraced the path of their hands and began working their fingers in their own vulvas, massaging themselves, toying with their exposed bodies as the men hovered above them, their eyes feasting on their naked, burning bodies. Brenda felt grateful that her face was buried in Sandy's massive breasts so they couldn't see the shame written on it. The shame of the degradation and the shame of having her own body respond with such urgency to the despicable acts she was committing. Now that she had started, she didn't want to stop; her body writhed under the coaxing of her own fingers, urging her to consume herself with her own intense passion.
But again, just as she felt herself ready to explode into a body-wrenching climax, Sandy was pulled off of her body and her hands were pulled away from her hungry, enflamed cunt. Sandy's reddened nipple popped from Brenda's mouth with a slurping sound.
"Roll them over," Rifter said. "Let's stick it in their ass."
Brenda and Sandy were ordered to line up side by side on the bed, their faces lying flat, their knees drawn up under, them, their rears protruding into the air at the edge of the bed, their assholes exposed. Rifter stood behind Sandy, Frank behind Brenda.
"You go first," Frank said. "I want to watch you split her ass open with that white cock of yours."
Looking over her shoulder, Brenda watched Rifter unzip his fly and pull out his cock. It stood up in front of him like a huge club topped with a purple bulb. He pressed it into the crevice of Sandy's ass and hunched his hips forward. Sandy screamed beside her as his monstrous distended flesh ripped into the puckered center of her anus, penetrating into the delicate passageway like a beast after honey. He hunched his hips forward and back, stabbing into her buttocks like a madman, his balls slapping viciously into the backs of her thighs with the sound of a belt beating a rhythm on her flesh. Sandy's scream of pain turned into low animal moans as Rifter continued reaming his tool into her rear.
Brenda saw that Sandy had slipped her hands between her legs and was masturbating herself as Rifter fucked her ass with his cock. Sandy's eyes were closed and she was lost in the sensual rhythm of Rifter's invasion of her ass. Rifter's fingers kneaded the flesh of Sandy's hips. His own eyes feasted on the cruel union of their bodies.
Rifter looked over at Frank, then down at Brenda's rear sticking up in the air, her buttocks quivering nervously, dreading the inevitable. "Stick it in her, man. What are you waiting for?"
Frank's black fingers caressed Brenda's buttocks, running over the smooth cheeks of her ass and down the cleft to the tightly puckered entrance. He smiled and toyed with his fingertip at her anus, his cock standing up like a telephone pole, ready to split her cheeks and asshole apart. With his left hand, Frank guided his cock to her crack, running its shaft parallel with the valley between her ass, sawing it back and forth, first poking his head up the back side of her body, massaging the underside of his penis and then poking his head down the underside of her body so that the top of his shaft slid against her cunt and its head plowed through the triangular patch of hair covering her mound, tantalizing her, threatening her.
"NO!" she begged. "PLEASE. NOT MY ASS. I CAN'T STAND IT THERE. YOU'RE TOO BIG."
He only laughed at her. And then he gripped her hips in both of his hands and lifted her easily into the air with only her face still touching the bed and leaned over, his mouth close to her butt and spit a mouthful of saliva into the center of her asshole. Lowering her back to the bed, he held his cock in his left hand and guided its black head to her ass again, rubbing his saliva around the brown eye of her ass, ready to force himself into her body.
Suddenly the bedroom door opened with a loud crash as it banged against the wall. Brenda turned to see Charles Stern filling the doorway completely with his large muscular body. At first, his face appeared twisted in rage, but quickly he brought it under control and he leaned against the door frame and smiled. He looked at each of them individually, his eyes resting on Brenda the longest. And strangely the ice-blue of his eyes seemed comforting to her, but that feeling only lasted an instant-until she realized his intention was only to join the party. He called Frank over to him and the two of them whispered among themselves for a moment.
Rifter appeared nervous and started to draw his cock out of Sandy, but Charles spoke sternly. "Just keep screwing her, Rifter." And then he continued whispering with Frank. At first Frank's expression seemed guilty and repentant, but then it changed to a smile and he slapped Charles buddy-like on his shoulder. Frank walked back to Brenda, only this time he didn't touch her. Instead it was Charles Stern who touched her. He removed his clothes and strolled across the room naked, his mammoth cock erecting itself into an iron-hard tool. And by the time, Charles' hands touched Brenda's hips, his penis throbbed eagerly at her backside, ready to take the place of Frank's black tool.
Charles rubbed the head of his cock in the crack of Brenda's ass, lubricating it like Frank had done earlier.
"OH, PLEASE," Brenda begged. "DON'T. IT'S TOO BIG TO GO IN THERE."
"Don't worry," Charles answered, moving his now lubricated phallus down lower to the lips of her pussy, separating them with his tool and preparing to mate with her cunt. "We're saving an asshole for Frank's cock." And then he thrust his hips forward, burying his instrument deeply into her quivering pussy.
Brenda's entire body quivered as his organ drove into her, filling her cunt with hot flesh. She sucked in her breath as her pussy lips swallowed his penis deeply into her body, engulfing him with gratitude. And for the first time, she let herself go completely, relishing his need of her body. Thankful it was Charles who ground his organ deeply into her dripping vulva, she arched her back, lifting and spreading herself to his feverish onslaught.
His arms circled her hips and his fingers searched the plunder of their flesh, massaging and caressing her mound, pressing her clitoris against his cock as it dove in and out of her cunt. He moved his hands on to her breasts, cupping them and squeezing them in his palms. And when Brenda's orgasm came, thundering out of her body in an explosive eruption of insight, she realized that what she felt for Charles Stern wasn't fear or resentment, but desire. She desired him. She desired his body and soul. And that was why all those years she had been afraid of him and thought that he had some kind of power over her. She had been ashamed to admit the natural response of her body to his.
She squeezed her eyes closed and bit her lower lip as orgasm rippled through her entire body. His cock thrusts into her cunt speeded to jackhammer intensity as his balls slapped like rocks against her body and then he, too, exploded into body-wrenching convulsions of sexual release. And as his cum flooded her pussy, she couldn't restrain screaming her need. "FUCK ME ... FUCK ME! I'M CUMMMMMMMINGGGGGGG!"
Their orgasm seemed to go on for eternity as his cock shot load after load of viscid liquid boiling into her womb. Convulsion after convulsion rocked their lusting bodies. And then finally it was over. Brenda crumpled beneath him, her body spent, her tension drained. She was left with such a feeling of contentment and peace that she felt she could lay there forever with his organ draining into her, while her pussy drank the delicious cum still oozing from his cock.
But then she remembered she wasn't to be allowed that pleasure. Frank's black dagger still stood an impatient erect weapon, waiting to be used. And for that purpose, an asshole had been promised.