Chapter 3
Kim came awake slowly and looked around in bewilderment. A dim light burned in the room, but it was a strange room. And she lay on a strange bed in her crumpled blouse and skirt.
Then, suddenly, the awful memories came back with a rush. That horrible nightmare--the rape! And worst of all, the way she had actually participated! God, how could she have done a thing like that? And right in front of Gordon too!
Gordon!
Unconsciously, her face twisted in a scowl. It was all his fault. If he'd cared a little more about her instead of his damn money, she wouldn't have been reduced to fucking like an animal on the floor. In that instant she thought she hated him, and she found a strange pleasure in having shown him that she could enjoy the sex he had forced her into.
Was that true? Had she actually enjoyed it? She searched for an honest answer. She wished the circumstances could have been different but--well, it had felt good. Her nipples tingled as she remembered how the men had caressed and squeezed her breasts. And Vic's prick driving into her pussy--God, it still gave her a warm satisfied feeling, just thinking about it!
She tried to force the memory from her mind. Those weren't things a decent girl would think about.
The door opened and Max stuck his head in the room.
"So you're awake, huh?"
"Yes. Where am I?"
He crossed the room and sat on the bed beside her. "Feel rested now?"
"I guess so."
He patted her leg and her body stiffened in alarm. Dear God, hadn't she been through enough?
He grinned. "Relax, sweetheart. I'm not going to hurt you."
His hand slid up her thigh and she jumped as he touched her cunt. Startled, she realized she wasn't wearing any panties. She had only a hazy recollection of what had happened after Vic fucked her and she'd had that exploding orgasm. She thought she dimly remembered them dressing her, but apparently they hadn't bothered with her bra and panties. No, that's right, they'd torn those to shreds when they'd ripped them off her, so now she was naked except for the blouse and skirt.
And Max's finger was probing in her pussy. "No! Please--no!"
She tried to squirm upward on the bed to avoid his touch, but he put his other hand on her stomach and anchored her in position. Then, thinking better of it, he moved the hand higher and seized her breast.
"Real nice," he murmured. "I felt your tits before but--Jesus, a guy doesn't get to play with boobs like these every day!"
"Please!" she moaned again.
"But I didn't have a chance to feel your cunt. God, you've got a hairy twat! Nice, though. Soft and warm and tight." His finger was buried deep inside her. "Jesus, no wonder Vic enjoyed it! Imagine having your cock in a tight little pussy like this!"
Abruptly he pulled his finger out and explored elsewhere. She jumped as he touched her clit and massaged it.
He chuckled. "That gets to you, doesn't it? I never saw a babe yet who didn't like to have a guy play with her clit."
She squeezed her eyes tight shut, trying to block out the sight of him and to fight against the tingling warmth in her crotch. His finger did feel good there, but she had to ignore it and refuse to let her body betray her again.
He snickered. "Honey, I bet I know what you'd like."
She felt him moving on the bed, but she wouldn't give him the satisfaction of opening her eyes to see what he was doing. And she felt a quick sense of elation when her strategy seemed to work. He took his finger away from her clit.
But almost immediately there was something else, a different touch that was so startling in its unexpectedness and in the exquisite sensation it caused that she leaped high off the bed. Her eyes flew wide.
She gasped at what she saw. His head was between her legs and he was--Dear God, he was licking her cunt! His warm wet tongue swept back and forth on the pink folds of her sensitive flesh, tickling and teasing as it went. It probed around the entrance to her hole and slithered inside as far as it could reach. Then it toyed with her clit, flicking lightly at first, but soon becoming more insistent as he licked harder with the flat of his tongue.
She thought she'd go out of her mind if he kept it up much longer. She remembered how Gloria had seemed almost delirious with joy when Bruce had licked her clit, and now she could understand how the other girl had felt. It might be a vile thing that Max was doing to her, but it felt simply heavenly!
Without realizing it, she had spread her legs wider apart to give him better access to her pussy. And now, unable to restrain herself, she clamped her hands on his head and. pressed him harder against her crotch.
Without warning, he pulled away and stood up.
"I thought a hot little piece like you would go for some good cuntlapping," he grinned.
She stared up at him, her eyes pleading for more, but she couldn't bring herself to openly beg him. He seized her hand and roughly pulled her to her feet.
"Come on," he said. "The guys will be wondering what in hell I'm doing up here this long."
She followed him out of the room and downstairs to a small living room where Vic and Randy were waiting.
"You were gone long enough," growled Randy. "What'd you do--screw her?"
Max grinned. "Just got her worked up a little bit. She loves to have her cunt licked."
"Where am I?" demanded Kim. "And why did you kidnap me and bring me here?"
Vic looked her up and down. "It's like this, gorgeous. We brought you here to my house as a kind of hostage--just to keep your stupid husband from getting any ideas about calling the cops. And we didn't exactly kidnap you. You were so, mad at your husband you almost came willingly. In fact, you called him a couple of choice names as we left."
"I did?" she gasped.
"You said he was selfish and thoughtless--among other things. And you ended up by calling him a lousy bastard."
For a moment she was horrified at having said such things to Gordon, but the thought of him rekindled anger at the way he had treated her.
"Serves him right," she mumbled.
Vic nodded. "I agree. But forget about him. Come on over here and let's talk about us."
She walked toward an empty chair, but he grabbed her wrist and pulled her down on his lap. Caught off balance, she sat down awkwardly and her skirt rode high on her thighs. She remembered she wasn't wearing any panties and tried to tug the skirt down, but Vic blocked her by putting his hand on her thigh.
"You should have been an actress," he said. "You sure did a good job last night--pretending you didn't want me to fuck you."
She was still trying to fight her skirt down. "I wasn't pretending."
"Bullshit. And now you're pretending you don't. want us to see your pussy."
He was stronger than she was and her skirt had gone higher instead of lower. She glanced down, saw wisps of her pubic hair exposed.
"Please!" she murmured.
"You're among friends, gorgeous. You don't have to pretend any more. Give us a good look."
He swung her into a different position so she sat with her back against his stomach and her legs straddling his. Her thighs were spread wide and, with Randy and Max sitting directly in front of her, she knew her crotch was fully exposed to their view. Randy licked his lips.
Vic stroked his hand on the smooth velvet of her inner thigh, brushed lightly across her cunt and rubbed the other thigh. Then he combed his way through her thick mat of hair and his finger probed into her pussy.
"Christ!" he exclaimed. "You've got the juiciest damn cunt I ever felt on any girl! Every time I stick my finger in it, you're all wet and anxious to get screwed!"
"I am not!" she burst out. "I'm not the least bit anxious to get--to get--screwed!"
"No? Then how come you've got such a wet twat?"
"I--I can't help it." She pointed at Max. "It's what he did to me upstairs."
"Oh, yeah--he licked your pussy. I guess that really turned you on."
She couldn't confess that she had liked it and hadn't wanted Max to stop, so she gave no answer and suffered silently as Vic explored and caressed her cunt. But she wasn't suffering, she admitted to herself. It felt good--so good! Maybe not as wonderful as when Max had used his tongue on her pussy, but it felt good just the same. Especially when Vic worked on her clit. Now he was rolling it between his thumb and forefinger and she couldn't help squirming a little at the delicious sensation.
Suddenly he pushed her forward so she was sitting on his knees and she felt him doing something behind her back. Then he pulled her back into her previous position.
"I've got something for you," he said.
In the same instant that she felt it, she knew what he'd been doing. He'd been opening his fly.
And now his cock speared upward between her thighs.
It was hard and stiff, just as big as the first time she had seen it. No, she thought; it seems even bigger now. Without thinking, she blurted out: It's so big already!"
He chuckled. "When a gorgeous girl sits on my lap and I play with her pussy--well, I get one hell of a hard-on. Take it in your hand."
She stared at it, fascinated, as it poked up between her thighs with her tangled cunt-hair pushing against it. She took it gently in her hand and was surprised by its hardness and smoothness. Aside from Gordon's, she'd never held a prick in her hand before, and his was never this big or this hard.
"Stroke it," said Vic.
Her fingers curled around it and she lightly ran her hand up and down the length of it. It was big, yes, but she wasn't afraid of it as she had been before. It had already been deep inside her, and she continued caressing it, strangely fascinated by the thought that it was this big hard cock that had produced such exquisite pleasure in her body.
Vic took his hand away from her crotch. "Work it up and down in your cunt. Rub it on your clit."
She almost moaned when he took his finger out of her pussy and she hurried to follow his instructions. She tugged her skirt higher out of the way and eagerly crushed his prick against her cunt.
"Ahh!" she sighed.
She knew her body had betrayed her again and that Max and Randy were leaning forward, staring avidly at what she was doing. But she was beyond caring. Her crotch was alive with that wild tingling again, burning with that maddening fire, and she couldn't help herself. She guided his cockhead to her swollen clit and rubbed it back and forth on it.
His hands now free, Vic reached up and unbuttoned her blouse, pulled it off. Her big breasts swayed and jiggled with her movements.
"Hell," he said, "take your skirt off too."
Quickly she stood up and removed her skirt. Then, naked, she sat on his lap again, eagerly seized his prick and continued rubbing it in her cunt.
He caught her tits in his hands, squeezed them. Her nipples were already swollen with desire and they poked, hard and thrusting, against his palms.
His breath came out in a sudden explosive sigh as she rubbed his sensitive cockhead on her clit again. She was driving him crazy the way she was working his tool back and forth in her pussy and he didn't know how much more of it he could take.
"I've got a special treat for you, gorgeous," he said. "I'll let you put my prick in your cunt yourself."
Randy scowled. "Jesus, Vic--you already fucked her once. When do we get a turn?"
"Yeah," growled Max. "I want to get into that juicy twat of hers too."
Vic nodded. "You'll get your turn." He patted Kim's hip. "Come on, baby--put it in."
The last remnant of a faint little voice in some far recess of her mind tried to voice an objection. But the needs of her inflamed body quickly stilled it. She told herself that it wasn't her fault and she couldn't help what she was doing. Her body had finally come awake and alive. Its deep craving and yearning was something too powerful for her to control, and she could do nothing but reach out for the exquisite sensations of pleasure that her aroused body demanded.
Eagerly she seized Vic's cock firmly in her hand and tried to force it into her pussy.
"Not that way," he told her. "Lift your ass--that's it. Now put it in your twat and let yourself down on it."
It seemed wonderfully wicked somehow. She'd always thought sex was something a man did to a girl. He put his prick in her cunt and forced it deep inside of her. But now she was doing it. She was putting a man's cock in her own pussy and she was the one who was going to force it in.
She guided his swollen prick between her cuntlips, quivering at the sensation. Then the blunt tip nudged the entrance to her hole. She moved it slightly until she felt it was properly positioned, then lowered her hips a bit. His cockhead slipped inside. God, it felt good! She lowered herself further, moving slowly so she could prolong the sensation, and her wet cunt swallowed a little more of his prick. Her body sank lower--lower. She sat with her head thrown back, breathing harshly through wide parted lips. Her pussy felt completely filled, yet she knew he wasn't all the way in, and she was seized with a moment's panic as she wondered if she really could take all of his huge cock inside her again.
Then she was down all the way, sitting on his thighs. His prick was in as far as it could go and she sat motionless, impaled on the monster.
"Now ride it up and down," said Vic.
She responded instantly. It had felt so good when she forced his cock into her cunt, and now she was able to experience the same sensation over and over again. Lifting her body, up and down, she alternately pulled his prick almost free of her clasping cuntlips, then drove it far up inside her again. She almost giggled at the thought that she was fucking herself on his cock.
Vic groaned in ecstasy as his prick slid in and out of her juicy pussy.. She was no expert at what she was doing, but she more than made up for it in eagerness. She was bouncing up and down, harder and faster all the time, and her cunt was so wet and tight that she was rapidly working him up to a fever pitch.
Max and Randy still watched eagerly, bending forward for a close look at the pussy that gulped ravenously at Vic's cock. Max occasionally adjusted his swelling prick in his pants, but Randy had such a hard-on that his pants bulged ominously. Finally he stripped off his pants and shorts, his cock standing stiffly erect as he continued watching Kim fuck herself on Vic's prick.
Vic's hand strayed from her breast and he lightly fingered a blemish on her hip.
"Birthmark?" he asked.
"Yes."
Max grinned. "Looks like a cock--a hard stiff cock."
"Very appropriate," laughed Randy. "A hot piece of ass like her has the mark of a cock on her hip."
Vic's hand returned to Kim's tit, mauling it and tugging at her nipple. Now she had him so worked up that he knew he had practically reached the limit.
Again she raised her body and slammed it down hard to ram his prick deep in her cunt. Up and down--up and down. Once more her hips lifted, and almost as if she knew he was close to the peak, she held her body suspended. Just the tip of his cock remained in her pussy and she kept it there as she swung her hips in circles and bounced lightly up and down with shallow motions so that his cockhead was teased by swirling around the entrance to her cunt and alternately slipping in and out.
It was more than he could stand.
"Jesus Christ!" he groaned.
Frantic, he drove his prick viciously up at her. And she happened to choose that precise instant to slam her hips downward once more. Their bodies met with a resounding slap and Vic felt his plunging cock sink to the very depths of her pussy. It was as if it triggered a gigantic earthquake somewhere inside him--his prick jerked wildly with one shock wave after another, pumping heavy jets of come into her cunt, seemingly without end.
She felt his fiery liquid gushing deep in her pussy and redoubled her efforts, fucking in a frenzy. She was getting so close! The raging fire in her body was building to the limit and every raw nerve was crying out with desire for the wonderful release of that explosion she had experienced earlier.
Abruptly, she realized that his cock had stopped jerking. And even as she continued bouncing wildly up and down she could feel that already it was noticeably more limp and soft.
"No!" she screamed. "You can't be through so soon!"
He lay back in the chair, his eyes closed and his breath coming in gasps.
"Sorry about that, gorgeous."
Her voice rose in a wail of frustration and she beat on his thighs with her fists.
Max sprang to his feet. "Don't worry, honey. I've got something here that'll satisfy that hot little twat of yours."
She looked at him with humid, smoldering eyes as he began to unbutton his shirt. Behind him, she saw Randy rising from his chair and her eyes fastened on his prick that jutted upward.
"Yes!" she cried. "Oh, God--yes!"
She struggled upward, rising so quickly that Vic's softening cock was pulled from her cunt with a wet plop. Her glance swept the room, seeking a bed or a sofa, any suitable place. But there was nothing. Then the floor would have to do. She'd been screwed on the floor the other time and it would be all right now too. Anywhere--as long as that stiff prick she saw in front of her got into her quivering pussy.
She threw herself on the floor and flung her legs wide.
Randy dropped between her thighs and aimed his cock at her cunt. With one brutal lunge, he sank it all the way into her.
She let out a long sigh. "Ahh!"
At the sound, Max turned. With one leg still in his pants, he balanced precariously as he stared in fury at Randy.
"You bastard!" he spat. "You lousy son of a bitch! Get your goddamn prick out of her twat! I'm going to fuck her!"
"Go to hell! I don't know when I've been in such a sweet little pussy as this one and if you think--Oh, Jesus!"
He gasped as Kim lunged up at him impatiently. His cock was buried in her cunt but he was holding still, not moving it. And she wanted some action.
"Fuck me!" she pleaded.
She wasn't even aware of the change that had come over her. Up until a few hours ago, she wouldn't have said such a thing even to her husband. But now, with her pussy flooded with one man's come and a second man's prick deep inside her, the change was complete, and she thought of nothing but the unfulfilled lust that raged through her body. There was no degradation in what she was doing, no right or wrong. There was just her consuming desire.
"Fuck me!" she cried again.
"Sure, baby!"
He started his movement, fucking in and out of her cunt with deep hard strokes. She gave a long sigh of satisfaction. It felt good, so good. This was what she craved: a hard cock filling her pussy to overflowing, plumbing the wet depths of her body. She rotated her hips, then drove them upward so Randy's plunging prick slammed into her even deeper and harder.
She sensed a sudden movement behind her and an instant later Max knelt above her, straddling her head. His distended cock hovered inches from her face.
"Goddamn it!" he growled. "I'm not going to miss all the fun. Open your mouth, baby."
A feeling of terror and panic welled up within her. Being fucked was one thing. That was normal sex, with a man's prick in her cunt where it belonged. But the thought of having it between her lilts, of having that bloated male flesh actually invade her mouth--that was something entirely different. It was an unthinkable perversion!
She shook her head violently. "No!"
"Don't give me that crap! Open your mouth!"
"No--please! I--I can't!"
Vic still lay back limply in his chair, but he grinned at them on the floor in front of him. "I'll bet she's never done that before."
Max stared at her incredulously. "A hot little piece like you--you never sucked a cock?"
"No."
"Well, shit--it's time you learned."
He seized her head, nudged his prick against her lips. She felt the smooth blunt tip trying to force its way between her lips, but she kept them pressed tightly closed and managed to jerk her head violently to one side.
"Open your fucking mouth!" he snarled.
But she fought him even harder, still keeping her lips closed and rolling her head from side to side. Then she suddenly felt Randy pull his cock out of her pussy.
"Jesus Christ!" he growled. "You're ruining a good lay with all this bullshit! Will you suck his prick, for Christ's sake?"
She shook her head.
He sighed. "Well, I'll tell you, baby--if you don't take that thing in your mouth pretty damn quick, I'm not going to put my cock back in your hot little twat where you want it. Instead, I'm going to hold your head while Max rams his prick in your mouth. And when he's through, he'll hold you while you suck me off. So we'll both get what we want, but you won't get what you want in this juicy little cunt of yours. So make up your mind damn quick."
Her eyes pleaded with him, but she knew he meant what he said. Her body was on fire and she had to have a cock in her pussy. And if she refused to do what they wanted--Oh, God, then they'd stick two pricks in her mouth!
"All--all right," she whimpered. "But--fuck me--please!"
Randy grinned. "Sure, baby."
He leaned forward and his cock slid wetly into her cunt.
"Open your mouth," said Max again.
She parted her lips, and he dropped down toward her, smirking. His cockhead slithered between her lips, forcing them wider. He lowered himself still further and his prick crept deeper into her mouth. Deeper--and deeper. She wondered how far in he was going to shove it. And then she felt the tip poke into the back of her throat. God, he was going to choke her with it! She gagged; he pulled back a bit and waited until she recovered.
"Yeah!" he breathed. "That feels good with my cock in your mouth. Now suck it, honey. Remember how you liked it when I licked your pussy? Now you're going to give me some of the. same treatment."
He began to pump his hips and drive his prick in and out of her mouth. After a minute she could feel herself relaxing as the panic left her. It wasn't as bad as she had thought it would be. In fact, in a way it was strangely exciting to think she actually had a man's cock in her mouth. It was so big and hard--and so wonderfully smooth and soft. She marveled at the smoothness of it as it slid back and forth between her lips and she never would have believed that the skin on a rock-hard cock could feel so incredibly smooth.
"Lick it," said Max. "Use your tongue on it."
She remembered how good it felt when he'd licked her cunt. She brushed her tongue across his cock-head and from the way he groaned she decided that must feel as good to him as the cunt-lapping had felt to her.
She began to lick harder, experimenting as she went. First she flicked her tongue lightly on his prick in rapid little motions, and then she pressed harder with the flat of her tongue. He seemed to like everything she did, groaning frequently as he kept driving his prick in and out of her mouth. It slipped out until her lips were holding only the very tip and her tongue wiggled back and forth on the head, which she guessed was a very sensitive area. She could see that the entire length of his cock was gleaming wetly with her saliva. Then he reversed and plunged back deep into her mouth. She clamped her lips tighter and applied a hard suction on the upstroke, feeling a strange satisfaction when he groaned again and she realized she was pleasing him. Almost unconsciously, she began to lift her head from the floor, bobbing it up and down as she sucked his prick far into her mouth.
And her hips were also lifting upward, churning wildly, as they drove up and down to meet the thrusts of Randy's cock that slammed in and out of her throbbing pussy. Someone's hand was on her breast, squeezing it roughly and pinching her nipple. Her entire body tingled and the blood was like liquid fire in her veins.
God, she had never guessed that a man's prick inside a girl's body could arouse such delicious sensations or that it could feel so exquisitely wonderful to get fucked. And she had two pricks inside her--she was getting fucked in her cunt and in her mouth at the same time!
The raging lust within her body built to fever pitch. She longed for the marvelous release that would come, but at the same time she wanted to postpone it. She wanted to keep these two lovely cocks inside of her--driving, plunging into her body--thrilling her and lifting her to new heights of ecstasy. She wanted to be continually surrounded by cocks so she could fondle them in her hands and suck them into her mouth and feel them ram deep in her pussy. God, there weren't going to be enough cocks in all the world to satisfy the need she felt!
Above her head, Max abruptly stiffened his body as if he'd taken a large jolt of electricity and some instinct warned her what was coming. She remembered how horrified she had been at the thought of a man shooting into her mouth. But now, aroused as she was, she was suddenly eager to have him flood her mouth with come, and she bobbed her head up and down, sucking and licking wildly on his prick. She saw his mouth open wide as if he wanted to yell, but no sound came out.
Then his cock suddenly jerked and she felt the first jet smack against the back of her throat. For an instant she thought she was going to choke, but she fought it down. Another spurt shot into her mouth--and another, and another. There seemed to be no end to them! Her cheeks billowed outward with what he poured into her mouth. Instinctively she swallowed--and swallowed again--and felt his thick slippery sperm slide down her throat.
The jerking of his prick started to subside but still she sucked. The pungent taste of his come excited her even more and she was determined not to miss a drop.
She didn't know whether it was the way he had shot off in her mouth, but suddenly she was at the peak. It was as if she had clawed her way up a steep cliff and there was no way to go any higher.
Something exploded deep inside her--that rapturous feeling she'd been longing for. It seemed that the force of the explosion catapulted her off into space and her body twisted and leaped and bucked with the violence of what was happening inside. Somewhere she heard a scream and she thought it might have been torn from her own throat, but she couldn't be sure.
Abruptly there was another sensation. It might have been a--yes, it was. It was a rocket--a long hard rocket down between her legs that was pounding its way up into her trembling cunt. And the rocket went off with a thunderous burst. It loosed a sheet of flame and she could feel the scalding liquid jetting into her pussy. Spurt after spurt poured far up into her belly until she thought she was going to drown in it. A hysterical giggle burbled in her throat at the thought. Drowned in come! And as she felt herself sliding down into a bottomless black pit, she wondered how many cocks it would take, if they were all coming at the same time, to drown her. She realized it would have to be a great many. But that was how many she wanted--and needed.