Chapter 8
For the second time that day Bunny awoke in the luxurious guest room and opened her eyes to the beauty which surrounded her. Brass furnishings and layers of differing textures of hardwoods made her resplendent environment more comforting than she could have dreamed possible. Glancing at her watch Bunny saw that she had slept through a good portion of the afternoon and looking at the silver serving platter that Sheila had brought up the meager breakfast on. Bunny told herself she'd better make an attempt to greet the people that had furnished her with an extravagance she was somewhat unaccustomed to.
The brilliant orange sky which headed for the horizon spilled Comforting quatums of 'light on Bunny as she stretched her lovely body in radiant nakedness. Her watch indicated that indeed she had spent the major portion of the day in bed and that the Stairs were probably preparing to eat dinner within the hour. She wondered if it would be wise to feign ignorance of the time and simply wait until someone summoned her to dinner, or to dress and attempt to politely go downstairs under the pretext of getting something for her cold.
She brought her curvaceous, firm figure to an upright position and ran a brush through her thick blonde hair. Digging into her suitcase, Bunny pulled a fresh pair of white bikini panties up and over her round, firm buttocks. She cupped her large, beautifully sloping breasts in a matching white, translucent bra and strained her arms to fasten the scanty material which supported her giant egg-shaped tits. Bunny walked to the mirror and inspected her voluptuous figure and classically defined facial features and considered the alternatives of what she could wear down-stairs. Knowing that the Starrs customarily walked around the house in casual clothes, Bunny hurriedly slipped into a denim skirt and matching blouse, slipped on a pair of black platform heels and started down the stairs
After walking halfway down the corridor to the long staircase, she ducked into what seemed like one of many auxiliary bathrooms to brush her teeth and freshen up. She had just started running water in the marble fountain style basin when she heard a strangely wicked laugh originating from the lounging area next to the downstairs library. Bunny turned the water off and remained silently stationary as she listened intently to the noises below.
Yes, it was Sheila Starr's voice squealing in bizarre shrills of laughter and intermingled with the hoarse and throaty sounds of Pete and Paul Starr who sounded as though they were encouraging her to do something. Bunny quickly headed down the corridor and down the spiral staircase to the main living room off the foot of the stairs. As she made it to the landing she could hear more clearly the sound of Sheila Starr's voice and incredible things that were being said in the room adjacent to the one in which Bunny now found herself. Bunny held herself rigid like a wooden manikin as she reeled in veritable shock upon hearing Sheila Starr speak in the most disgustingly obscene and vile way.
Bunny's mind turned into a maze of confusion as she tip-toed to the door-way separating her from what she heard. She wanted to verify her sanity by seeing if what she heard had any bearing on the activities in the room. What Bunny saw not only validated her initial impressions, but doubled her horror and amazed disgust.
Their naked bodies seemed to glow in the brilliant afternoon sunlight and Bunny was so close she could reach out and touch them. But it wasn't their nudity but their bizarre positions which stunned Bunny, and she remained hidden behind the sanctity of the big oak door, her mind trying to make sense out of the lewd spectacle before her.
There was a man stripped and naked, stretched out on his back on the floor and there was the voluptuous Sheila Starr kneeling on discarded underclothing which was scattered around the huge, expensive Persian carpet which covered the hardwood floor. Her smoothly rounded backside was toward Bunny, and both of her hands were encircling a huge, rigidly erect penis that stood straight up from the man's pelvis. Bunny would never have believed a cock could be so big, and if that wasn't enough of a shock, she was stunned to see Sheila lovingly caressing it with her hands. It was almost as if naked Sheila was a doctor examining a patient's sexual prowess as she loaned over it, her long au-burn hair hanging down to touch his thighs, while her fingers seemed to feel every part of its long, hard-fleshed surface. She was laughing and licking her wetly parted lips and breathing her hot breath teasingly over the throbbing penis, her face moving closer and loser to it.
"Your cock is so lovely," she said to the snickering man, and Bunny found herself examining the man's penis too. The thick head seemed to glow a majestic purple in the orangish glow of the sunlight, and the narrow slit at the tip opened and closed as Sheila's hand stroked up and down its thick length. Bunny's eyes ran up the navel of the heavily-hung man and Bunny was again repulsed by the incestuous spectacle of Sheila's own brother-in-law, Paul Starr, as he stared coolly at Sheila. He raised up on his elbows and as he made suggestive thrusting motions with his hips, it was apparent he wanted to shove his massively erect penis into her mouth.
She told herself it was wrong to be deceitful and spy on her host hie this, but at the same time she didn't have the will-power to simply walk away from such a provocative sight. What really kept her there was the thought of witnessing another sexual act which only days before she'd never dream possible. Though she could never consciously admit it, Bunny had become almost wantonly aroused by watching the young Marcia suck her son's cock the night before and thus she was emotionally and physically unable to pass up the opportunity to observe another sexual scene -- one which would satisfy her curious arousal.
Sheila was squealing a high-pitched groan of desire as she leaned closer and closer to the thickly jutting column of flesh, leaning over until her large milky breasts were sensually swaying just above his jerking penis. She moved lower, positioning her dangling globes until they were on either side of the wildly throbbing cock and squeezed them around the fleshy shaft as if she was making a tit-sandwich. Then she began to stroke the massive cock, using her soft, but fleshy firm breasts in the place of her hands. Impatiently, the thick purple head of the man's feverishly pulsating cock reappeared as she began to raise up and down, fucking his lust hardened staff with her rhythmically bobbing fits. In the golden hue of the sun the entire scene appeared to be a strange ritual which Marcia's mother was per-forming over the man's idol-like phallus. Paul Starr had a fixed smile on his face as he watched his long thick cock being massaged by her soft breasts, and suddenly he arched his hips up, pushing the head of his cock up so far that it scraped her chin. Sheila backed off for a moment, laughing with a seductive chuckle and then forming a huge `o' with her red moist lips. Now, no longer smiling, but suddenly quite intent and serious, she flicked her pink little tongue out at the massively jerking penis and wetly circled its throbbing head.
Just for an instant the entire tit-fucking scene tilted crazily before Bunny's eyes and she began to feel faint. It was all too unbelievable seeing the vile and incredibly crude and vulgar way in which Sheila lusted after Paul's hugely throbbing cock with her mouth. Bunny knew she should leave and return to her room, but she also knew that no power on earth could force her away from this lewdly exciting sight. She had never seen anything more perversely displayed in all her life, and because it started to excite her with cunt wrenching sensations that were beyond comprehension she had to see it all.
Paul's cock grew even more massive under Sheila's expert ministrations. She licked up and down the full length of the blood-filled shaft, occasionally stopping to flick out across the very tip where tiny drops of semen had appeared. It was as if she was whipping the hard flesh into submissiveness as she painted it over with her warmly glistening saliva. As Paul moaned and squirmed, she withdrew her tongue and lowered her head until the thick tip of his moistened penis was slowly fucking up between her ovalled red lips, entering the hot, wet cavity of her mouth. She sucked and licked at the vibrant flesh as though it were a delicious ice-cream' cone. Gradually, Sheila took more and more of his thickness inside her wetly sucking mouth, and at the same time, her hand wrapped around its thick base, she pumped up and down his shaft. Then suddenly, Sheila did something Bunny wouldn't have believed possible unless she'd seen it with her own eyes.
Feverishly, her body moving in convulsive jerks, Sheila moaned and slowly lowered her head, taking nearly the entire length of the huge glistening head of Paul's cock in her throat. Her cheeks bloated grotesquely and then hollowed in as she sucked furiously on the pulsating rod. As she raised her head up again, she left a trail of white teeth marks along its blood-red surface. Then, with a rhythmic motion, her head began to rapidly bob up and down over Paul's cock, her tightly compressed lips rolling in and out as she sucked with abandon. Sheila's free hand was used to massaging the hairy huge globes of her sperm-weighted balls, and she appeared caught up in a wild, sexual cocksucking frenzy that grew more intense with each passing second.
Now Bunny felt her own traitorously responding cunt swing into sexual high gear as she watched the lewd sight before her. She could feel her heart reverberate in her ears and her inner thighs worked like pinchers as they squeezed her wetly palpitating vagina. Her legs started to shield her position from the others.
Just as her firm, tight ass hit the hardwood floor, she saw another man, Pete Starr, come into the room from the kitchen. He had a pa-per plate in his hand and had apparently just finished eating some potato salad. He was naked, and Bunny felt her cunt walls lurch tightly together at the sight of his semi-erect penis jutting out from his groin. God! Pete's cock was big, Bunny thought, as she compared it to the one fucking into Sheila's mouth. She looked on in fascination as Sheila hardly bothered to look up as Pete entered the room in his typically bellicose fashion.
"Why, you son-of-a-bitch," he jokingly said to his brother. "Everytime I turn my back I find my wife's mouth around your cock."
Both brothers smiled at each other with friendly grins as Paul looked down at Sheila and said to Pete, "Why don't you fuck her cunt, while I fuck her mouth?"
Bunny was truly horrified to see Sheila spread her thighs and grind her smoothly curved ass-cheeks out in willing acquiescence as her husband put down his plate and walked around behind his nakedly kneeling wife. Then Bunny trembled in total disbelief as she watched what Pete was about to do.
My God, he's going to lick her pussy, Bunny thought as she stared at the trio of naked people. Her brain burned with fevered intensity as she watched Pete spread Sheila's thighs even further until his mouth was pressed flush against her bronze-haired pussy. She moaned like a banshee with the first touch of his hot tongue and lips and dug her fingernails into Paul's hips as his brother reamed his wife's pussy with his hotly pulsating tongue. Pete dug his fingers into the soft crevice of her supple globular buttocks, spreading the twin melons widely apart to gain a better access for his teasing tongue-fucking of her upraised cunt.
A wanton shudder ran up Bunny's spine as she looked at the tiny pink anus which seemed to peer like a single brown eye out of Sheila's beautiful backside. Bunny could see the brownish outer ring of rubbery flesh expand and contract as Pete worked his bur-rowing tongue into the twinging, quivering furrow of Sheila's openly displayed cunt. Bunny was becoming so visually involved with the bizarre sight that she felt she could also feel Pete's heated tongue worm wetly in and out of her own cunt and she was grateful for being hidden from view as the uncontrollable desire to fingerfuck herself again dominated her thoughts. The burning sensation in the pit of her belly had become a raging fire of lust as she opened the front of her denim blouse and swiftly removed it. With both hands, Bunny hoisted her mammoth brassiere up and over the jutting succulent mounds of flesh to cup them and tantalizingly pinch and knead her swelling nipples. Yet, not once, did her eyes leave the wild sexual scene near the big dining room table.
Now Sheila's head bobbed up and down ravenously, her hand moving almost faster than the eye can see up and down Paul's thickly glistening cock shaft. In swifter strokes she sensually ground her full-fleshed ass in hot little circles as Pete swirled his long wet tongue up and into the moist channel of her hotly clasping cunt. As Pete started to outline the ring of Sheila's defenselessly exposed rectum with his finger, Bunny looked on in amazement as Sheila wiggled her buttocks shamelessly back against the hotly probing finger as though she beckoned his thick fingers into the interior of her anal walls.
Bunny's eyes now glazed over in lust as she watched Pete slowly worm his middle finger up into Sheila's rectum. He slithered his middle finger up to his second knuckle as he licked her sweltering pussy with his well trained tongue.
The sight of such debauchery sent chills of wild, cunt throbbing excitement streaking through her loins as Bunny released one of her breasts to push the band of her little white nylon panties down over her flaring hips. As the flimsy material gathered at the knees she kicked her legs out, anxious to have the complete freedom of movement her love-starved pussy desired. Bunny hesitated for just a moment, a familiar tinge of guilt crossing her consciousness, yet she was al-ready beyond the point of no return. Trembling with eager anticipation, she ran her hand up between her firm inner thighs until her fingers were pressing into the soft folds of her moistly heated vagina. Her pubic hairs were wet with excitement and the cuntal flesh of her hotly swelling pubic mound pulsed feverishly beneath her probing hand. Her fingers brushed the electricity of her clitoris and she gasped at the unexpected shock the con-tact brought. Guilt flickered through her consciousness, yet it was supplemented by the overpowering desire of fulfilling the deep frustrated need boiling crazily in her cock-hungry belly.
Suddenly Bunny's attention was directed to the threesome on the rug, where the combined groans and moans of pleasure seemed to permeate the room. Bunny knew things would have to come to a head soon, and as she looked at Sheila and the way she unabashedly groaned her nakedly splayed cunt back toward Pete's skewering tongue, she realized that something different was about to happen. Pete was suddenly on his knees with his back erect. Could it be that he was going to fuck her dog style? Bunny asked herself. Pete casually dug his fingers into the crevice dividing Sheila's softly rounded ass-cheeks and spread them wide to expose her anus once again. Bunny had watched him fuck his fingers in and out of her puckered little asshole, but now, as Pete pulled on the foreskin of his fleshy penis, his intentions became quite clear. Her tight little anal orifice was distended and quivering in anticipation as Pete aimed his enormous cock head directly for the tiny crinkled ring of her asshole. Sheila suddenly stopped her fucking of Paul's cock with her mouth and lifted her curvaceous ass-cheeks slightly higher to meet Pete's advancing penile assault,
Frozen in a maze of stupendous and overwhelming desire, Bunny watched as Pete moved his long, wildly throbbing penis up between Sheila's widespread buttocks. Certainly she couldn't take the full length of her husband's cock up into her tiny little rectum without being torn in half, Bunny thought. But as she stared in disbelief Sheila pulled her mouth temporarily away from the blood-engorged prick in her mouth and gasped out in staccato fashion the phrase Bunny was astonished to hear.
"Hurry Pete...Fuckkkk it...fuck my...asshole!" Impossible, Bunny said to herself as her mind spun in dizzying confusion. No woman could take such an assault on her rectum yet Sheila was begging for it. Then suddenly Pete was massaging his wife's asshole with the rubbery head of his thickly pulsating cock. He pressed it against the tiny little aperture of her tight anus and she wiggled back against it as though she hungered for it in her lust crazed body. Pete just let the lust-hardened organ rest near the tiny little opening, the deep purple of its head contrasting with the smooth whiteness of her ass. Pete's body trembled in naked excitement, but he held back either to torment Sheila or to savor the thrill of her heated flesh as it slowly began to expand around his heavily swollen cock. Paul just stared down with a lewd, passion-inspired snarl as he watched his brother about to ass-fuck his wife.
"Ram...it up...in...my...asshole," she stammered around the lust-swollen cock in her mouth. She squirmed against her husband trying desperately to wriggle her rectal passage up onto the long, poised prick and encase it in her tightly clenched anus. Pete held her by the hips and with a sudden forward flick of his hips, he plowed his thickly throbbing cock up into the narrow channel of Sheila's impatiently waiting rectum.
"Aaaaaggggghh!" She grunted around the thick rod of quivering flesh in her mouth as she began bobbing rapidly up and down over Pete's cock, giving a low grunting approval of his assault on her anus. Sheila's groan was loud enough to drown out the muffled cry which escaped Bunny's lips as she watched Pete fuck deep up into Sheila's tight unprotected little asshole. With terrified amazement, Bunny watched as the huge, blood-filled cock slowly skewered into the tightly clasping passage, stretching it impossibly wide as inch by inch it disappeared inside the elastic-like ring of rubbery anal flesh. Pete drove into Sheila's rectum with the full length of his heavily skewering cock, deeper and deeper until his pubic curls pressed flesh against her wantonly splayed buttocks. He then began a rapid fucking of her cock-filled depths and humped hard against her ecstatically grinding ass-cheeks with a wild, animal-like fury. Pete's semen-laden balls swung forward with such force that they made a loud slapping noise down against her moistly quivering cunt below and the sound only added to Bunny's own excitement as she watched Paul grin as he again began to fuck his wetly glistening cock far up into the depths of Sheila's hungrily sucking throat.
Bunny began to shake and tremble as her own fingers worked and kneaded her clitoris as she listened to Paul shout obscenely at Sheila to "suck harder, you beautiful bitch." His glazed eyes stared at the unnatural coupling of Pete's giant penis sunk deep up inside Sheila's greedily devouring asshole and he shouted forth encouragement as though he could no longer hold back his own orgasm. "Suck it baby," he screamed, "suck it!"
She knew it was only a fleeting desire, but Bunny now wanted to have a man's cock fucking deep up inside her own cunt which burned with raging desire. Her wickedly pulsating pussy tortured her as never before as she watched Sheila being fucked from both ends by the obscenely shouting, well-endowed men before her. Bunny was now becoming lost in her own sensual daze as the obscene moans of the fornicating threesome surrendered Bunny's body to heated desire. The hand she'd placed between her thighs had stopped its desperate clawing as aroused anguished passion took final control of her mind. She lifted her long shapely legs, and bent them, the knees rising and falling as her hips writhed slowly around and around. Her fingertips stroked the fleshy softness of her inner lips and her hotly quivering vagina spread into hot flashes and smooth slipperiness as her wildly aroused cunt cried for fulfillment. The hand at her frantic breast kneaded the straining mounds and eagerly strummed the hardened pink nipples. Just the touch of her own hand sent Bunny into an erotic dream and she became only dimly aware of the heated cries and obscene imagery which existed only feet away from her. Bunny could vividly reproduce the entire wantonly obscene and lewdly exciting scene she just had witnessed as she closed her eyes and writhed on the floor outside the dining room. She could see it all; Paul's wetly glistening prick hollowing and then engorging Sheila's ravenous mouth as his brother, Pete, reamed and skewered her rectal depths with his thick, fleshy penis. She was delirious with envy now and she wanted to scream, Oh God, I want to be tucked like that too, as she thought of Sheila being plundered front and back. Her loins were on fire like never before and her pulsating thighs beat up between her and sent her into paroxyms of wet, sensitive delight. She focused now on satisfying her one basic desire as she thrust two fingers into the mouth of her hungrily pulsating pussy as she groaned in sweet surrender to her urges. She did with her fingers what she desperately wanted done by someone else as the tight resistance of her fluttering pussy, gave way to the warmly resiliant cuntal passage as her dig-its fucked smoothly and wetly up into her pink throbbing tightness.
"Aaaaaggghhhh!" the gasping and some-what muffled sounds penetrated through the opulent dining room hall, yet they were barely heard by Bunny who was totally absorbed in the fingerfucking she was administrating to her own cunt. Her tightly clasping cuntal walls seemed to suck and pull at the probing fingers of her wildly pummeling hand. The gamut of erotic and provocative stimulation she had been subject to during the last 24 hours had forced Bunny into the final excruciating heights of her self-induced frenzy. Every muscle in her writhing, fiendishly churning body was seized by a tautness as she shoved yet another finger into her gluttonously gasping cunt walls. Again Bunny's mind reeled to the scene of Pete reaming out Sheila's tender rectum as she ravenously, shamelessly lapped on the juices of her brother-in-law's cock. She could see Pete's heavily hardened cock grind and burrow deep up into Sheila's wide-stretched rectum, and as Bunny thought of Paul's madly undulating hips, violating Sheila's roundly ovaled lips. She heard the muffled, torturous screams and Sheila reached her peak of orgasm.
"Aaaaaarrruuuggg," Sheila bellowed in total surrender to the two ram-rods which skewered in far up into the dark hidden depths of her throat and asshole.
Upon hearing her screams, Bunny rolled on her side, and removing one of her hands from her breasts she shoved a finger into her own tightly puckered little asshole. She wormed the tip inside and pushed through the tight resistance of her anal flesh as an abrupt and unexpected flash of heated pain ripped through her. She shoved her finger into the tightly clasping anal hole to the first knuckle, and then as far as she could as she gasped aloud in abandon fury. Bunny's two hands worked in unison as they burrowed deep up into their respective holes. One finger would drive into the heated depths of her hungry cunt, while the other would almost brutally violate the confines of her tight clenching anal walls. The fingers penetrated her with an urgency born of frantic need as her legs kicked up and back as she arched her ripely undulating buttocks. She bucked and churned and then, as the dam in her belly broke, releasing the rushing waters of passion drenched sensation, she knew she was about to cum.
"Uuuuugggrrrhhh!" she cried as prolonged spasms of rippling joy racked and jolted her body. Her sighs and bellowing moans matched the euphoric grunts and utterings of the two brothers in the dining room near her. They seemed to mimick her squeals and yelled out in sensual delight.
She was forced to muffle her scream and spasmodic wailing, but her madly quivering cunt contracted all the more violently as she suppressed her desire to scream, and instead, just shoved her fingers all the more deeply into the hot exploding wetness of her cunt. She jerked up against her deeply buried fingers as pearl-like drops of her solitary orgasm ran down the crevice of her buttocks in streams of warm liquid cum to pool hotly on the floor beneath her.
Bunny Ames had experienced a real orgasm, but she knew the scene which elicited her pleasure was the only way she could really achieve the euphoric state she now hungered for. Bunny knew it was only a matter of time, before she found the total sexual experience her years of self-denial had kept her from. Her only question now was -- who would be responsible for her discovery?