Chapter 7
"Okay, you wise-assed bitch," Joe bellowed, his face flushing red with anger, "get out of them God damn clothes! I want to see you buck-ass naked!"
"Make her do it real slow, Joe," Chuck offered wickedly, stepping out of his trousers. "Make her do a strip "
Joe's face thawed a little, then broke into a fox-like grin. "Yeah, why not? ... Eddie, get the door, will ya? "
The fat boy stopped undressing long enough to kick the bedroom door shut. "You want me to lock it? " he asked.
"I-lt doesn't lock," Marion trembled.
"Skip it, Eddie. The kid's gone for the day."
Marion was frightened, perhaps more frightened than she had been the day before at the motel. Her little plan to shame the handsome young biker into sensibility had backfired ... and she feared that her fate was-likely to be only the worse for the effort. Slowly, in time to an imaginary drum roll far off in her mind, she began to slip the filmy negligee from her ivory shoulders.
Joe Danielson smiled smugly, satisfied at last to be back in control of the situation. If there was anything he couldn't abide, it was being second man on the totem ... especially if the first spot was occupied by a broad. She had spunk, he had to give her credit for that. But then, that would only make her crawling to him that much sweeter when the time came. And, after all, as long as he had possession of that incriminating magazine, he held the last trick in the deck ... no matter how spunky she wanted to play it!
Marion shrugged her smooth shoulders and let the baby-doll top slip from them into a liquid puddle at her feet She deliberately avoided looking at the boys' leering faces, knowing instinctively that what she would find there would only add to her mounting fear. Instead, she closed her eyes tightly, and pretended she was stripping before a large, unseen group of strangers. The fantasy was oddly calming, separating her in time and space from the ugly reality of her situation No, she wasn't a whore ... she was an artist ... an erotic artist!
"Take off your bra, " Joe instructed from somewhere in another world. "And do it slowly, we want to enjoy it!"
All three of the young burly motorcyclists sat sprawled on the bedroom carpet as they watched their young friend's mother gracefully and obediently draw her slender arms behind her back, causing her proud full breasts to protrude even further from the too-tight black half-bra, and unfasten the narrow cinching straps. Then, there was an audible intake of breath as they watched the lacy black strip of material hang loosely from the alabaster mounds for a moment before she let it fall. Her bulging beige nipples, despite her fear and anxiety, spiked out immediately against the sudden onrush of chill air.
"Jesus," Chuck stammered, "bend down and let me see if them mother-fuckers is real!"
"They're real enough!" Marion hesitated, her eyes fluttering open momentarily in hostility.
"Bend down there and let me feel them!" Joe commanded hoarsely.
The redheaded mother stepped in front of the lewdly sprawled naked teenager and bent from the waist to allow the boy his feel.
Chuck reached out with thumbs and forefingers, rolling the lushly swollen nipples between them as if he were inspecting fine imported silk Marion flinched slightly at his delicate touch, and started to pull away when she caught the look of warning on Joe's face from the corner of her eye. Her shoulders slumped in resignation. It wasn't that she didn't like the feel of the young motorcyclist's rough, but gentle, hands on her dangling breasts ... it was just an automatic reaction on her part to recoil from a stranger's intimate fondling of her naked parts. Then, almost as if by accident, she let her eyes drop to the swollen red flesh that poled up from the boy's splayed legs.
Chuck noticed the young mother's reluctant but fascinated stare and hunched his firm young hips up lewdly. "You like my prick, Mrs.. Peters? " he teased.
Marion started to close her eyes again in embarrassment, but the strong young biker twisted her nipples cruelly. "Look at it, Mrs.. Peters! Look at my cock!"
Marion's eyes fluttered open again, to gape at the boy's massive scarlet erection There was a tiny silver pearl of pre-coital sap forming in the hollow of its tip and she shivered in a mixture of excitement and dread. Oh God, she fretted, how did I ever get myself into this fix?
"Touch it, Mrs. Peters!"
Obediently, the tormented young mother bent still lower and reached out with her slender fingers to caress the hot red stalk of the blonde boy's penis. It felt rubbery and sticky and hard ... all at the same time. And ... and she couldn't deny the tiny electric tingle in her loins that the intimate contact caused to ripple through her. Quickly, with no further instruction, she milked the thick layer of foreskin down and up again, causing the tiny pearl of nectar at its tip to swell still larger.
"That's enough," barked Joe "Give somebody else a chance!"
Marion straightened, then stopped over Joe's prostrate form and moved in the direction of the fat Chicano boy. With a haughty toss of her beautiful red mane, she hoisted her luscious white breasts in cupped palms and smiled provocatively down at him. "Would you like a feel, too, Eddie? " she asked.
The fat boy, lying flat on his back with his hands folded behind his head, raised up quickly and supported his considerable weight on his elbows. He studied the young mother for a moment, still dressed as she was in nylon panties and high-heeled mules, before deciding "Let me see your ass," he stated flatly.
Marion felt her rapidly-moistening pussy flower open slightly at the lewd boy's words as she turned her back and presented her ass to him. With a shiver of excitement, she bent forward until her hands were level with her ankles and cooed sweetly back, "Would you like to take my panties off yourself, Eddie? "
Eddie felt his short thick prick jerk involuntarily at the young woman's lewd proposal. He scrambled quickly to his feet and began to roll the thin fabric over her jutting white buttocks, letting them drop lewdly to her knees like a flag of surrender when they had cleared the swell. He leaned forward then, and insinuated his turgid pudgy cock in the passion-moistened crevice of her ass and began to rub it back and forth over her tiny pink anus.
"Is that where you'd like to fuck me, Eddie? " she mewed affectionately. "Would you like to stick your lovely cock up my ass-hole? "
Inspired by the alcohol, and the lewd, unexpected words that had just tumbled from her own lips, the beautiful young mother reached out between her slightly-parted legs and seized the fat boy's penis by the base with her long-nailed fingers and lowered it to the entrance of her vagina "Let's wet him up a little bit first, okay? " she explained.
With a bullish grunt of approval, the fat boy shoved, his short greasy penis sliding into her to the hilt
"Oh, my!" Marion exclaimed excitedly, her hands dropping to the floor in front of her to keep from being bowled over. "That's very nice, Eddie!"
Eddie leaned back on his heels, momentarily withdrawing until just the tip of his cock remained embedded in his friend's mother's smooth red-fringed cunt, then pressed forward again until his pudgy little balls pressed firmly against her rapidly distending clitoris "Oh, yesss, Eddie!" she hissed. "That's very, very nice!"
Joe Danielson, himself naked and rigidly erect, smiled evilly at Chuck Aaker. "Hey, man," he whispered unnecessarily, "you reckon we ought to get a little of that? "-
"You bet, Joe!"
Joe got to his feet with Chuck following suit immediately. "You want her mouth or her cunt, Chuck?"
"Her mouth!"
Joe walked over to the bed and lay down on his back with his stiff cock poling straight up into the air. "Okay," he ordered loudly, "Let's get it all together now!"
Marion looked up and smiled. The evil young pack-leader's intentions were perfectly obvious.
"Get your ass over here and climb on top," he instructed. "Eddie can fuck your ass while you ride the pony. Chuck, you kneel next to my head here, so the pretty lady can suck your ugly fucking cock."
like a well-choreographed ballet, the eager participants assumed the required positions. Marion especially was showing a surprising lack of reluctance Was it the booze? she wondered. Or, was she really and truly a died-in-the-wool whore?
Marion climbed up on the bed and placed her long naked legs on either side of Joe Danielson's supinely spread form Eagerly now, she took the base of his threateningly huge prick in her moist hand and guided it to the entrance of her lust-slickened vagina. Then, almost cruelly, she levered downwards with her full weight, sitting back until she had absorbed every lust-bloated inch of him into her seething vaginal slit He was in to the hilt ... all eight turgid inches of him!
Slowly, voluptuously, she levered up and back on the boy's poling cock until she again became accustomed to its great length It was far easier than it had been the day before, that much was certain, but still, a cock the size of Joe's required a definite amount of tender loving care before a young lady could begin to ride it in earnest
Eddie, still following closely behind the red-haired young mother, sat back on his beefy haunches awaiting his turn at her dimpled white ass. Damn, he wanted to sink his fat cock in her ass-hole! He didn't care for that Randi punk anyway, and this would make cornholing the kid's mother that much sweeter!
At last, the fat biker's chance came! Adjusted now to the thickly poling cock in her cunt, Marion leaned forward and again presented her lovely buttocks to the obese Chicano boy. "Go on, Eddie," she encouraged. "Stick your cock in my ass-hole!"
The fat boy needed little encouragement Swiftly, he anointed the fat head of his penis with saliva, mixing it with the sticky juices of his previous dipping into Marion's hot pussy, then centered it on the chosen target of her rectum He lunged, causing a startled gasp to pearl from the young mother's lips. God, it hurt! Hurt, hell, it was tearing her apart at the seams!
"Aaaaaaauuuuurrrrgggghhhh!! ! " she screamed "T Take it out! You 're ... You 're killing MEEEEEEH!"
The fat boy smiled lewdly, then laughed again. He could feel his pudgy little balls twisting excitedly at the sound of the young woman's screams ... driving him to further contortions in order to maximize her discomfort ... and his pleasure
Marion's scream faded to a pitiful whimper as she realized that Eddie had no intention of stopping his obscene rape of the tenderly exposed flesh of her back channel. Added to the stuffed-to-the-brim feeling of the swollen organ in her cunt, and separated only by the thinnest layer of flesh between ass-hole and pussy, she felt like an overstuffed Thanksgiving turkey ready to pop into the oven. And, as if that weren't enough, she became aware of yet another cock waiting to be serviced.
"Okay, bitch," Chuck Aaker chortled, grabbing a thick handful of red hair and forcing Marion's tearful face toward his glistening scarlet erection, "suck my cock!"
Obediently, the frustrated young mother opened her mouth and slipped her soft lips over the uncapped dripping head of Chuck's penis as he knelt beside his friend, Joe, on the bed. As the lust-thickened organ expanded in her throat, Marion realized that her hellish seduction was virtually complete all that was left was for the three cruel bikers to screw her to completion She was on her hands and knees like a common slave kneeling before her cruel and relentless masters, her flushed and dimpled ass-cheeks waving obscenely back at the fat boy who plunged in and out of her ass-hole, her cunt filled to the brim with the cock of the bastardly young man who had started it all in the first place, her mouth sucking whorishly on the cock of a stupid boy with frighteningly huge muscles. God, what could she do? There was nothing ... no way she could reverse that which had already been done. All resistance faded from her. Her only hope was to get the whole thing over with as soon as possible ... and get the evil boys out of her home and her bed before her son came home. She was nothing but a sexual toy to these beastly young men, to be used and humiliated in any and every way they chose ... and she would remain such until they had all emptied their obscenely swollen balls within her body.
Kneeling behind her milk-white buttocks, the soft mounds still bearing the faint red traces of Archie's belt the day before, Eddie felt a sense of power flood through his liverish fat body. He was mean gut mean and he pounded his slug-like body against the young mother's beautiful buttocks with a rippling, excruciating intensity. His fatly leaking cock felt like a balled fist as he hammered into her seething rectum, and he could feel the turgid cock of Joe Danielson poling into her neighboring channel with a fury to equal or surpass his own. Separated by only a thin wall of flesh, he could almost feel the rippling veins and intimate detail of the other boy's prick as he rode the young mother to completion.
Out of utter cruelty, the blathering boy in front of her face withdrew his lust-hardened penis from her sucking lips for a moment and began to smear its swollen, sap-streaked head all over her face. like a hot sponge that had been dipped in a hot thin syrup, Chuck milked his penis slowly to keep up the continuous flow of pungent fluids, and traced the smooth contours of Marion's lovely face until it glistened with the obscene lotion in the dim light of the bedroom.
Oh, dear God in heaven, she prayed silently, her entire body quivering with icy thrills of horror, let them be done with me soon! Still, though she fought desperately to deny the mounting sensation, the very thought of the helplessness of her position was again beginning to send shivers through her pelvic region, causing her clitoris to moisten hotly. Finally, in sheer frustration, the lovely red-haired woman opened her soft lips and captured the muscular boy's cock in her mouth again as it came close, and began to suck out her grief upon it
"Hey, Joe!" the young blonde boy giggled. "Look here at the way she's suckin' me off!"
All hope of somehow returning to a life of normalcy seemed to die in Marion's throat, even as the cock that nestled there with gargantuan authority once more began to slide back and forth, its pungent heady taste never ceasing to leak into her tenderly contracting oral channel. From her encounter the day before, the young mother knew exactly what was expected of her, and she did it expertly, if unwillingly, in her efforts to bring the whole sordid affair to a rapid conclusion ... before she became the same willingly receptive whore she had become the day before ... Her satiny tongue came into play, darting around the lust-inflamed head of the young biker's cock, parting the gaping coralline slit she found there to make it easier for the rich pre-coital sap to ooze into her mouth. The pain in her ravished buttocks had subsided into a low dull throb, but she became increasingly aware of the massive organ busily working in and out of her vagina below.
Joe Danielson arched his pelvis upwards until it felt to Marion like his cock was going to pop right into her womb Only his heels and shoulders touched the mattress as he levered upwards, bouncing back on the taut cheeks of his ass just long enough to rebound back into her on the upstroke She could feel the sides of her pussy begin to flush ever more hotly from the friction of the boy's thrusts, then weep juicily in self-defense. Still, she rode the turgid lance bravely ... like she had done the day before, and now was taking the twin cocks of the boy's friends in her mouth and ass-hole.
Joe tried to increase the speed and depth of his jackhammer thrusts as she writhed and twisted above him in her mounting excitment He ground his solidly thrusting cock upwards into her, hard and deep, going far past the point of maximum penetration that she had ever achieved with her own ex-husband He knew, from his previous encounter with her at the Rendezvous Motel, that she wouldn't be able to resist his violent treatment much longer that she would become again a quivering mass of flesh ready and completely willing to accept whatever pleasures the vile trio would choose to dish out to her. He could feel her lush white buttocks bucking lewdly back against Eddie's pudgy little cock in her ass, and he could see the convolutions of her throat as she sucked Chuck off above him ... and he could see, and feel, her heavy melonous breasts dancing and crushing against his sweaty hairless chest. He reached up then and captured one heaving white globe and drew it into his waiting mouth. With vicious glee, he opened his mouth wide and absorbed one full strawberry nipple, sucking and nipping it with his teeth until he elicited a small moan of delighted agony from the ravished young mother Christ, he thought, this is the same titty that Randi used to suck when he was a baby!
Oddly, almost frighteningly, Marion began to feel those same little butterfly sensations deep within the pit of her stomach that had marked her defeat the day before as she came to the humiliating realization that she was actually beginning to enjoy this particular brand of debasement Oh God, nooo! her mind recoiled at the obscene thought Don't let it happen to me again!
It was too late; a strange masochistic wildness had taken hold of her as she knelt impaled on the triple cocks. Nothing mattered now but the bitter-sweet agony, the swirling sensations rippling over every inch of her naked flesh. "Yessss!" she hissed around the stiffly-probing prick in her mouth. "Fuck me! ... FUCK ME!"
Randi sensed something was amiss the second when, home early from school, he wheeled his chopper into the driveway and cut off the ignition There, parked next to the house were bikes of his three friends. I wonder what they 're doing here, he mused momentarily. Maybe they stopped by for me and Mom let them wait inside. Yeah, that's got to be it! Still, his intuition told him that it wasn't necessarily the case
He parked his bike in the garage, then walked quietly into the house through the kitchen. "Mom? " he called softly. "Is anybody home?"
Silence.
He went into the living room "Mom?" he repeated. Nothing
Jesus, I wonder where-
"Yesss! ... Fuck me! ... FUCK ME!"
Oh, my God! the boy's young mind registered suddenly. That sounded like it was coming from Mom's room!
Galvanized into action by the sounds of his mother's voice, Randi flung himself down the hall, his long legs covering the distance quickly. He didn't know what the hell was going on in there, but he had the feeling that whatever it was, he wasn't going to like it ... !